I Love to Sing

I love to sing anywhere, anytime
I love to sing anything with any rhyme
I love it soft and dreamy
Or hot and steamy
I could inspire
Or start a fire
If I had my way
I would sing all day
Now she'll play an old soft-shoe
Like they did in the vaudeville days
Makes me want to croon
A tune like they did on the stage
Or what about a sentimental love song
Then add a breath or two

But I really get down
When I sing the blues:
Ain't got no money
Ain't got no home
Ain't got no honey
And no one calls me on the phone
There ain't alot I got I know it's true
I ain't got much but at least I got the blues
Ain't got not get up
It up and went out the door
These blues just won't let up
I don't know if I can take much more
There ain't alot that I got
I know it's sad but true
But it's good (helps) to know at least I got the blues
Now the blues is just the thing
'Cept when I want to swing and let go

I love to swing anywhere anytime
I love to sing:
(by (G.Shearing,G.D.Weiss)
"Lullaby of Birdland that's what I
Always hear when you sigh
Never in my word-land could there by ways to reveal
In a phrase how I feel
Have you ever heard two turtledoves, bill and coo when they love
That's the kind of magic music we make with our lips
When we kiss
And there's a weeping old willow
She really knows how to cry
That's how I'd cry in my pillow
If you should tell me farewell and good bye
Lullaby of Birdland whisper low
Kiss me sweet and we'll go
Flying high in Birdland High in the sky up above
All be cause we're in love."
(Solo)
"Lullaby of Birdland whisper low
Kiss me sweet and we'll go
Flying high in Birdland High in the sky up above"
All because we're in love
If I had my way
I could sing all day. Sing all day... I love to sing