This Is It
Happiness Is Just A Thing Called Joe
Lucky Day
San Francisco
Almost Like Being In Love/This Can't Be Love
Battle Hymn of The Republic
Swanee
Bob White (Won't You Come Swing Tonight)

This Is It
 
This is it, my great romance
I want to hang on to this one big chance
You're mine, my loneliness dies
I feel fine, with stars in my eyes
 
Oh, it fills me up to such a height
To know this is so very real and right
And I, thought love passed me by
But I must admit this is it!
 
Repeat last verse
 
This is it, this is it, this is it...
 
Happiness Is Just A Thing Called Joe
 
It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's got a smile that makes the lilacs want to grow
He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh
When they know little Joe's, passing by
 
Sometimes the cabin's gloomey and the table's bare
But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
Trouble's fly away and life is easy go
Does he love me good, that's all I need to know
 
Seems like happiness, is just a thing called Joe
 
Repeat second verse
 
Little Joe, my little Joe, little Joe!

Lucky Day
 
Oh boy I'm lucky
Oh, say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!
 
I'm all in clover
I'm glad all over
I wanna shout, "horray!"
 
I find a horseshoe
Couldn't go wrong
And then of course
You happened along
 
Oh, boy I'm lucky
I'll say I'm lucky
This is my lucky day!
 
Repeat

San Francisco
 
I never will forget, Mmmm...Jeanette MacDonald
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette
Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang...
 
San Francisco, open your golden gate
You'll let nobody wait outside your door
San Francisco, here is your wanderin' one
Saying I'll wander no more.
 
Other places only make me love you best
Tell me you're the one in all the golden west
San Francisco, I'm coming home again
Never to roam again...
 
San Francisco, right when I arrive
 I really come alive...
And you will laugh to see me,
Perpendicular, hanging on a cable car

San Francisco, let me beat my feet
Up and down Market Street
I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark
From the top of the mark
 
There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge,
And the Bridge of San Louis Rey
But the only bridge, that's a real gone bridge,
Is the bridge accross the bay
 
San Francisco, I'm coming home again,
Never to roam again, by gum
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!

Almost Like Being In Love/This Can't Be Love
 
What a day this has been
What a rare mood I'm in
Why it's, almost like being In Love
 
There's a smile on my face,
For the whole Human race
Why it's, almost like being In Love
 
All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me
 
And from the way that I feel
When that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling
I could swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love
 
It's almost, it's almost...

But this can't be love,
Because I feel so well
No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs
This can't be love, I get no dizzy spells
My head is not in the sky
My heart does not stand still
Hear it beat, this too sweet
To be love
 
This can't be love,
Because I feel so well
And yet I love to love
Glad I'm alive
Love to live, think I'll survive
 
There's a smile on my face
For the whole human race
All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me
 
And from the way, that I feel
When that bell starts to peel
I could tell I was falling
I would swear I was falling
It's almost like being in love...
 
Almost like being in love!

Battle Hymn of the Republic

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
 
CHORUS:
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
 
[CHORUS]
 
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
 
[CHORUS]
 
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free!
While God is marching on.

Swanee
 
I've been away from you a long time.
I never thought I'd miss you so.
Somehow I feel, your love was real,
Near you I long to be.
 
The birds are singing, it is song time.
The banjo's strummin' soft and low.
I know that you yearn for me too,
Swanee you're calling me.
 
Swanee how I love ya, how I love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my
Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
The folks up North will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee shore.
 
Swanee, Swanee I am coming back to Swanee.
Mammy, Mammy, I love the old folks at home.
 
Swanee how I love ya, how I love ya
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be among the folks in D-I-X-I even know my Mammy's waitin' for me prayin' for me
Down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee shore.

Bob White (won't ya come swing tonight)
 
I was talking to the mockingbird
He says you are the worst he's heard.
Bob White! What ya gonna swing tonight?
 
I was talking to the whipporwill
He says you've got a corny trill.
Bob White! What ya gonna swing tonight?
 
Even the owl, threw in the towel
After you sang the gato!
And the flamingo Hollared by jingo!
What a vibrato!
 
There's a lotta talk about you, Bob!
And they're saying you're "off the cob."  
Fake it, Mister B
Take it, follow me!
Bob White!
We're gonna break it out tonight!