Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Medley: I Whistle A Happy Tune / The Girl That I Marry / Cabaret / Mame / Hello, Dolly!, artist - Max Bygraves. Date of issue: 11.08.2002
Song language: English
Medley: I Whistle A Happy Tune / The Girl That I Marry / Cabaret / Mame / Hello, Dolly! |
| Whenever I feel afraid |
| I hold my head erect |
| And whistle a happy tune |
| So no one will suspect I’m afraid |
| While shivering in my shoes |
| I strike a careless pose |
| And whistle a happy tune |
| And no one ever knows I’m afraid |
| The result of this deception |
| Is very strange to tell |
| For when I fool the people I fear |
| I fool myself as well |
| I whistle a happy tune |
| And every single time |
| The happiness in the tune |
| Convinces me that I’m not afraid |
| Make believe you’re brave |
| And the trick will take you far |
| You may be as brave |
| As you make believe you are |
| You may be as brave |
| As you make believe you are! |
| The girl that I marry will have to be |
| As soft and as pink as a nursery |
| The girl I call my own |
| Will wear satin and laces and smell of cologne |
| Her nails will be polished and in her hair |
| She’ll wear a gardenia and I’ll be there |
| Stead of flittin', I’ll be sittin' |
| Next to her and she’ll purr like a kitten |
| A doll I can carry |
| The girl that I marry must be! |
| What good is sitting alone in your room |
| Come hear the music play |
| Life is a Cabaret old chum |
| Come to the Cabaret |
| Put down the knitting |
| The book and the broom |
| Time for a holiday |
| Life is Cabaret old chum |
| Come to the Cabaret |
| Come taste the wine, come hear the band |
| Come blow your horn, start celebrating |
| Right this way your table’s waiting |
| No use permitting some prophet of doom |
| To wipe every smile away |
| Life is a Cabaret old chum |
| Only a caberet old chum |
| So come to the Cabaret! |
| You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame |
| You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame |
| You’ve got the banjoes strummin' |
| And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band |
| The whole plantation’s hummin' |
| You brought Dixie back to Dixie land |
| You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame |
| You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame |
| You make the old magnolia tree |
| Blossom at the mention of your name |
| You’ve made us feel alive again |
| You’ve given us the drive again |
| To make the South revive again, Mame! |
| You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame |
| You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame |
| You make the old magnolia tree |
| Blossom at the mention of your name |
| You’re special fascination’ll |
| Proved to be inspirational |
| We think you’re just sensational, Mame! |
| Hello, hello Dolly, well hello Dolly |
| It’s so nice to have you back where you belong |
| You’re looking swell Dolly, we can tell Dolly |
| You’re still glowin', you’re still crowin', you’re still goin' strong |
| We feel the room swayin' for the band’s playin' |
| One of your old favorite songs from way back when |
| So… take her wrap fellas |
| Find her an empty lap fellas |
| Dolly you’ll never go away again! |
| We feel the room swayin' for the band’s playin' |
| One of your old favorite songs from way back when |
| So… golly gee fellas |
| Find her a vacant big knee fellas |
| Dolly you’ll never go away |
| Dolly you’ll never go away |
| Dolly you’ll never go away again! |