I’ve got no strings,
To hold me down,
To make me fret,
or make me frown.
I had strings,
But now I’m free,
There are no strings on me.
“Auld Lang Syne” is a popular song, traditionally, it is sung to bid farewell to the old year at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s Eve. It’s also often heard at funerals, graduations, and as a farewell or ending to other occasions. The text is a Scots-language poem written by Robert Burns in 1788, based on an older Scottish folk song. In 1799, it was set to a traditional tune, which has since become standard.
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Chattanooga Choo Choo was originally recorded as a big band/swing tune by Glenn Miller and His Orchestra and featured in the 1941 movie Sun Valley Serenade. It was the first song to receive a gold record.
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Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mists began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts Love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.
Just a song a twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go,
Tho’ the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love’s old song,
comes Love’s old sweet song.
She taught school in Kansas City, she was cold and rather drab
So, at all the local parties, she was not the one they’d grab
But she read a book and then came the transformation
She announced one night to people’s consternation
The heat is on! The heat is on!
Ya better not get near my lips tonight
I got a kiss to light the flame
And if you touch my lips you might ignite
And you would have yourself to blame
“Let’s Fall in Love” is a song written by Harold Arlen (music) and Ted Koehler (lyrics) for the film Let’s Fall in Love.
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Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give him two lips like roses in clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
[Verse:]
I never cared about the drama
The drama always got my “hammer”
I came from sunny Alabama
Home of the Minstrel show
I think revues are always “bloomers”
They all depend upon costumers
You can have the plays
That are all the craze
At two dollars a throw