Тексты песен «Ella Fitzgerald»

Summertime....and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin'...and the cotton is high Yo' daddy's rich...and yo' mama's good-lookin' So hush little baby......don't you cry One of these...

I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last, past Saturday night I'd like to know, it's more than love at first sight I want a Sunday kind of love I want a love that's on the square Can't seem to find somebody to...

It's getting near dawn When lights close their tired eyes I'll soon be with you my love To give you my dawn surprise I'll be with you darling soon I'll be with you when the stars start falling I've been waiting...

Supper time, I should set the table 'Cause it's supper time Somehow, I'm not able 'Cause that man o' mine Ain't comin' home, no more Supper time, kids will soon be yellin' For their supper time How'll I keep...

Sweet and lovely Sweeter than the roses in May Sweet and lovely Heaven must have sent him my way Skies above me Never were as blue as his eyes And he loves me Who would want a sweeter surprise? When he nestles...

No gal made, has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet but oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna cry for sweet Georgia Brown I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie, not much...

Along a mountain pass, There is a patch of grass, Where the swingin' shepard plays his tunes. His sheep never stray, Dancing all day til they see the pale and yellow moon. And then he leads his flock, And they all...

Along a mountain pass there is a patch of grass Where the swingin' shepherd plays his tunes His sheep never stray dancing all day 'Til they see the pale and yellow moon And then he leads his flock and on would...

Easy Easy Take love easy, easy easy Never let your feelings show Make it breezy, breezy breezy Easy come and easy go Never smile too brightly brightly When your heart is riding high Let your heart break, oh so...

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it's coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard...

You must take the "A" train To go to sugar hill, way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now, it's coming Listen to those, rails are thrumming...

You must take the "a" train To go to sugar hill way up in harlem If you miss the "a" train You'll find you missed the quickest way to harlem Hurry, get on, now it's coming Listen to those rails...

Here I go again I hear those trumpets blow again All aglow again Taking a chance on love Here I slide again About to take that ride again Starry eyed again Taking a chance on love I thought that cards were a...

Did you say that I've got a lot to learn Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn Since this is the perfect spot to learn Teach me tonight Starting with the ABC of it Getting right down to the XYZ of it Help me...

I work at the palace ballroom But gee, that palace is cheap When I get back to my chilly hallroom I'm much too tired to sleep I'm one of those lady teachers A beautiful hostess you know One that the palace...

The evening breeze Caressed the trees, tenderly The trembling trees Embraced the breeze, tenderly Then you and I Came wandering by And lost in a sigh Were we The shore was kissed By sea and mist, tenderly I...

Thanks for the memory Of things I cana??t forget Journeys on a jet Our wonda??rous week in Martinique And Vegas and Roulette How lucky I was And thanks for the memory Of summers by the sea Dawn in Waikiki We...

That certain feeling The first time I met you I hit the ceiling I could not forget you You were completely sweet Oh, what could I do? I wanted phrases To sing his praises That certain feeling The one that...

That old black magic Has me in its spell That old black magic That you weave so well Those icy fingers up And down my spine The same old witchcraft When your eyes meet mine The same old tingle That I feel...

That old black magic's got me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside...