Louis Armstrong
What a wonderful word   I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world.   I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself what a wonderful world.   The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do They're really saying I love you.   I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll never know And I think to myself what a wonderful world Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world   Go down, Moses   When Israel was in Egypt's Land:                              Let my people go.                    Oppress'd so hard they could not stand, Let my people go.                      Refrain: Go down Moses                       'way down in Egypt's land          Tell ol' Pharaoh,                   Let my peoples go.                    Thus saith the Lord, bold Moses said: Let my people go. If not I'll smite your firstborn dead, Let my people go.   O let us all from bondage flee; Let my people go. And let us all in Christ be free! Let my people go   Hello, Dolly!   Hello, Dolly, Well, hello, Dolly It's so nice to have you back where you belong You're lookin' swell, Dolly I can tell, Dolly You're still glowin', you're still crowin' You're still goin' strong We feel the room swayin' While the band's playin' One of your old favourite songs from way back when   So, take her wrap, fellas Find her an empty lap, fellas Dolly'll never go away again   Hello, Dolly, Well, hello, Dolly It's so nice to have you back where you belong You're lookin' swell, Dolly I can tell, Dolly You're still glowin', you're still crowin' You're still goin' strong We feel the room swayin' While the band's playin' One of your old favourite songs from way back when   Golly, gee, fellas Find her a vacant knee, fellas Dolly'll never go away Dolly'll never go away Dolly'll never go away again   Mack the knife   Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe And he keeps it, ah, out of sight Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe So there’s never, never a trace of red   Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh Lies a body just oozin' life, eek And someone’s sneakin' ‘round the corner Could that someone be Mack the Knife?   There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river dontcha know Where a cement bag’s just a'drooppin' on down Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear Five'll get ya ten old Macky’s back in town Now d'ja hear ‘bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?   Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Oh, the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky’s back in town   I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown Yes, that line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky’s back in town Look out, old Macky's back!!   Kiss of fire   I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire   Just like a torch, you set the soul within me burning I must go on, I'm on this road of no returning And though it burns me and it turns me into ashes My whole world crashes without your kiss of fire   I can't resist you, what good is there in trying? What good is there denying you're all that I desire? Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely If I'm a slave, then it's a slave I want to be Don't pity me, don't pity me   Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me Though it consumes me, your kiss of fire   Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely If I'm a slave, then it's a slave I want to be Don't pity me, don't pity me   Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me Though it consumes me……. your kiss of fire!!!   I get ideas   When we are dancing and your dangerously near me I get ideas, I get ideas I want to hold you so much closer than I dare I want to scold you 'cause I care more than I care to   And when you touch me and there's fire in every finger I get ideas, I get ideas And after we have kissed goodnight and still you linger I kinda think you get ideas too   Your eyes are always saying the things you're never saying I only hope they're saying that you could love me too For that's the whole idea it's true, The lovely idea that I'm falling in love with you   Cheek to cheek   Heaven, I'm in Heaven,  And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak; And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.   Heaven, I'm in Heaven, And the cares that hang around me thro' the week Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak When we're out together dancing, cheek to cheek.   Oh! I love to climb a mountain, And to reach the highest peak, But it doesn't thrill me half as much As dancing cheek to cheek.   Oh! I love to go out fishing In a river or a creek, But I don't enjoy it half as much As dancing cheek to cheek.   Dance with me I want my arm about you; The charm about you Will carry me thro' to Heaven   I'm in Heaven, and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak; And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek   C'est si bon / It's so good   C’est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good C'est si bon So I say to you Like the French people do Because it's oh so good Every word, every sigh, every kiss, dear, Leads to only one thought And the thought is this, dear! C'est si bon Nothing else can replace Just your slyest embrace And if you only would be my own for the rest my days I will whisper this phrase My darling, my darling... C’est si bon!   Blueberry hill   I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill On Blueberry Hill when I found you The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill And lingered until my dreams came true   (The wind in the willow played  Love's sweet melody  But all of those vows we made  Were never to be)   Though we're apart, you're part of me still For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill   (I found my thrill)    Come climb the hill with me, baby (on Blueberry Hill)    We'll see what we shall see (on Blueberry Hill)    I'll bring my horn with me (when I found you)    I'll be wit' you where berries are blue (the moon stood still)    Each afternoon we'll go (on Blueberry Hill)    Higher than the moon we'll go (and lingered until)    Then, to a weddin' in June we'll go (my dreams came true)    Ba-ba-da-de-buzz-buzz va-de-n-da-day   The wind in the willow played  (do you really love me) Love's sweet melody  (as I love you?) But all of those vows we made  (will you still remember) Were never to be  (when the night is through?)   Though we're apart, you're part of me still For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill   Cone fishing   I'll tell you why I can't find you Every time I go out to your place...   You gone fishin' (well how you know) Well there's a sign upon your door (uh-huh) Gone fishin' (I'm real gone man) You ain't workin' anymore (could be) There's your hoe out in the sun Where you left a row half done You claim that hoein' ain't no fun (well I can prove it) You ain't got no ambition   Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool (Shangrila, really la) I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool (should I twist your arm?) I'd say no more work for mine (welcome to the club) On my door I'd hang a sign Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin'   Papa Bing (yeah Louis) I stopped by your place a time or two lately And you aren't home either Well, I'm a busy man Louis. I got a lotta deals cookin' I was probably tied up at the studio You weren't tied up you dog You was just plain old...   Gone fishin' (bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah) There's a sign upon your door (Pops, don't blab it around, will you?) Gone fishin' (keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out) Mmm, you ain't workin' anymore (I don't have to work, I got me a piece of Gary) Cows need milkin' in the barn (I have the twins on that detail, they each take a side) But you just don't give a darn (give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion) You just never seem to learn (man, you taught me) You ain't got no ambition (you're convincin' me)   Gone fishin' (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do) Got your hound dog by your side (that's old Cindy-Lou goin' with me) Gone fishin' (mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm) Fleas are bitin' at his hide (get away from me boy, you bother me)   Mmm, folks won't find us now because Mister Satch and Mister Cros We gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay Oh yeah!   Песни   www.pseudology.org