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Ann Reed & Dan Chouinard Facebook Sing-Along
7pm November 16 2020 live from somewhere warm
Watch at:
Facebook.com/annreedmusic
TODAY November 16 1959 SOUND OF MUSIC opens on Broadway
My day in the hills has come to an end, I knowA star has come out, to tell me it's time to go
But deep in the dark green shadowsAre voices that urge me to staySo I stop and I wait and I listen
For one more sound, for one more lovely thingThat the hills might say
The hills are alive with the sound of musicWith songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of musicMy heart wants to sing every song it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise From the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that fliesFrom a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and fallsOver stones on its way
To sing through the nightLike a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonelyI know I will hear what I've heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of musicAnd I'll sing once more
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born November 4 1896 Harry Woods (lyr) born November 6 1886 Gus Kahn (m)
SIDE BY SIDE 1927
See that sun in the morningPeeking over the hill
I'll bet you're sure it always hasAnd sure it always will
That's how I feel about someoneHow somebody feels about meWe're sure we love each otherThat's the way we'll always be
Oh we ain't got a barrel of moneyMaybe we're ragged and funny
But we'll travel along, singin' a songSide by side
Well I don't know what's comin' tomorrowMaybe it's trouble and sorrow
But we'll travel the road, sharin' our loadSide by side
Through all kinds of weatherWhat if the sky should fall?
Just as long as we're togetherIt really doesn't matter at all
When they've had their quarrels and partedWe'll be the same as we started
Just travelin' along, singin' a songSide by side
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born November 5 1941 Art Garfunkel:
I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU 1934
My love must be a kind of blind loveI can't see anyone but you
Are the stars out tonight?I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you, dearThe moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the skyI only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a gardenOr on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am IMaybe millions of people go byBut they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
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born November 5 1947 Peter NooneTop hit November 1964
I'M INTO SOMETHING GOOD
Woke up this morning feelin' fineThere's something special on my mind
Last night I met a new girl In the neighborhood, whoa yeah
Something tells me I'm into something good(...Something tells me I'm into something...)
She's the kind of girl who's not too shyAnd I can tell I'm her kind of guy
She danced close to me Like I hoped she would
(...She danced with me like I hoped she would...)Something tells me I'm into something good(...Something tells me I'm into something...)
We only danced for a minute or twoBut then she stuck close to me the whole night through
Can I be fallin' in love?She's everything I've been dreamin' of
(...She's everything I've been dreamin' of...)
I walked her home and she held my handI knew it couldn't be just a one-night stand
So I asked to see her next week And she told me I could
(...I asked to see her and she told me I could...)Something tells me I'm into something good
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born November 7 1943 Joni Mitchell: BOTH SIDES NOW 1966
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhereI've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sunThey rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides nowfrom up and down, and still somehow
it's cloud illusions I recallI really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and ferris wheelsThe dizzy dancing way you feelAs every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that wayBut now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you goAnd if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now
from give and take, and still somehowit's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proudto say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowdsI've looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strangeThey shake their headsThey say I've changed
But something's lost and something's gained in living every day
I've looked at life from both sides nowfrom win and lose, and still somehow
it's life's illusions I recallI really don't know life at all
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born in November: Edmund Haley Nov. 8
Carl Sagan Nov. 9Alan Shepard Nov. 18Edwin Hubble Nov. 20
CATCH A FALLING STAR 1957
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketNever let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketSave it for a rainy day
For love may come and tap you on the shoulder Some starless night
Just in case you feel you want to hold herYou'll have a pocketful of starlight
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketNever let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketSave it for a rainy day
For when your troubles start multiplyin' And they just might
It's easy to forget them without tryin'With just a pocketful of starlight
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketNever let it fade away
Catch a falling star and put it in your pocketSave it for a rainy daySave it for a rainy day
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born November 9 1936 Mary Travers: BLOWIN' IN THE WIND 1963
How many roads must a man walk downBefore you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sailBefore she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, how many times must the cannon balls flyBefore they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes, how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?Yes, how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?Yes, how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes, how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?Yes, how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knowsThat too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the windThe answer is blowin' in the wind.
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born November 12 1918 Jo Stafford: YOU BELONG TO ME
See the pyramids along the NileWatch the sunrise on a tropic isle
Just remember darling all the whileYou belong to me
See the marketplace in old Algiers
Send me photographs and souvenirsJust remember when a dream appears
You belong to me
I'll be so alone without youMaybe you'll be lonesome too, and blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rainJust remember till you're home again
You belong to me
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November 13 1956SCOTUS on bus desegregation
IF YOU MISS ME AT THE BACK OF THE BUS
If you miss me at the back of the busYou can't find me nowhere, oh
Come on over to the front of the busI'll be riding up there
I'll be riding up thereI'll be riding up there, ohh
Come on over to the front of the busI'll be riding up there
If you miss me on the picket lineYou can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the city jailI'll be staying right there
I'll be staying right thereI'll be staying right there, ohhCome on over to the city jail
I'll be staying right there
If you miss me in the Mississippi RiverYou can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the swimming pool
I'll be swimming right there
I'll be swimming right thereI'll be swimming right there, ohh
Come on over to the swimming poolI'll be swimming right there
If you miss me in the cotton fieldsYou can't find me nowhere
Come on over to the courthouseI'll be voting right there
I'll be voting right thereI'll be voting right there, ohh
Come on over to the courthouseI'll be voting right there
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born November 8 1922: Dr. Christian Barnard, first heart transplant
November 13 1979: Jarvik first patent for artificial heart
YOU GOTTA HAVE HEART
You gotta have heartAll you really need is heart
When the odds are saying you'll never winThat's when the grin should start
You gotta have hopeMustn't sit around and mope
Nothing's half as bad as it may appearWait'll next year and hope
When your luck is battin' zeroGet your chin up off the floorHey there! you can be a hero
You can open any doorThere's nothing to it but to do it
You've gotta have heartMiles and miles and miles of heart
Oh, it's fine to be a genius, of courseBut keep that old horse before the cart
First, you gotta have heart
We're so happy that we're hummin'That's the hearty thing to do
'Cause we know our ship will come inSo it's ten years overdue
We've got heartMiles 'n miles n' miles of heart
Oh, it's fine to be a genius of courseBut keep that old horse before the cart
Who minds those pop bottles flyin'?The hisses and the boos
The team has been consistentYeah, we always lose
But we're laughin' 'cause We've got heartWe've got heartWe've got heart
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born November 18 1909 Johnny Mercer:AC-CENT-TCHU-ATE THE POSITIVE 1944
You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-inate the negative
Latch on to the affirmativeDon’t mess with mister in-between
You got to spread joy up to the maximumBring gloom down to the minimum
Have faith or pandemonium’s liable to walk upon the scene
To illustrate my last remarkJonah and the whale, Noah and the ark
What did they do just when everything seemed so dark?
Man they said you gotta Ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive
E-lim-inate the negativeLatch on to the affirmative
Don’t mess with mister in-betweenI said
Don’t mess with mister in-between
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#1 HIT THIS WEEK 1960born November 22 1899 Hoagy Carmichael:
GEORGIA ON MY MIND 1930
Georgia, Georgia, the whole day throughJust an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind
Georgia, Georgia, a song of youComes as sweet and clear
as moonlight through the pines
Other arms reach out to meOther eyes smile tenderlyStill in peaceful dreams
I see the road leads back to you
Georgia, Georgia, no peace I findJust an old sweet song
keeps Georgia on my mind
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#1 HIT THIS WEEK 1960: ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT
Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight?Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a bright sunny day When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain? Shall I come back again?Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
[SPOKEN] I wonder if you're lonesome tonight? You know someone said
that the world's a stage, and each must play a part. Fate had me playing in love with you as my sweetheart.
Act One was when we met. I loved you at first glance. You read your line so cleverly and never missed a cue
Then came Act Two, you seemed to change and you acted strange. And why I'll never know.
Honey, you lied when you said you loved me. And I had no cause to doubt you. But I'd rather go on hearing your lies than go on
living without you.
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing there with emptiness all around. And if you won't come back to me, then make them bring
the curtain down.
[SING] Is your heart filled with pain? Shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
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TOP HIT THIS WEEK #7 1965: POSITIVELY 4TH STREET
You've got a lotta nerve to say you are my friendWhen I was down you just stood there grinnin'
You've got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lendYou just want to be on the side that's winnin'
You say I let you down, ya know its not like thatIf you're so hurt, why then don't you show it?
You say you've lost your faith, but that's not where its atYou have no faith to lose, and you know it
I know the reason that you talked behind my backI used to be among the crowd you're in with
Do you take me for such a fool, to think I'd make contactWith the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?
You see me on the street, you always act surprisedYou say "How are you?" "Good luck!" but you don't mean it
When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzedWhy don't you just come out once and scream it?
No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief, perhaps I'd rob themAnd though I know you're dissatisfied
with your position and your placeDon't you understand, it's not my problem?
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoesAnd just for that one moment I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoesYou'd know what a drag it is to see you
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born November 22 1942 Jesse Colin YoungEVERYBODY GET TOGETHER 1967
Love is but a song we singFear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ringOr make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wingAnd you may not know why
Come on, people nowSmile on each other
Everybody get togetherTry to love one another right now
Some may come and some may goWe will surely pass
When the one that left us hereReturns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlightFading in the grass
Come on, people nowSmile on each other
Everybody get togetherTry to love one another right now
If you hear the song I singYou will understand, listen
You hold the key to love and fearAll in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them bothIt's there at your command
Come on, people nowSmile on your brother
Everybody get togetherTry to love one another right now
Come on, people nowSmile on each other
Everybody get togetherTry to love one another right now
Right now, right now
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born November 14 1900 Aaron Copland: SIMPLE GIFTS (1848)
’Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free’Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just right ’Twill be in the valley of love and delight
When true simplicity is gainedTo bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed
To turn, turn will be our delightTill by turning, turning we come ’round right
Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be fair'Tis a gift to wake and breathe the morning air
And each day we walk on the path that we choose'Tis a gift we pray we never shall lose
When true simplicity is gainedTo bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed
To turn, turn will be our delightTill by turning, turning we come ’round right
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November 11 Veterans Dayborn November 12 1891 Richard Whiting:
TILL WE MEET AGAIN
Smile the while you kiss me sad adieuWhen the clouds roll by, I'll come to you
Then the skies will seem more blueDown in lover's lane, my dearie
Wedding bells will ring so merrilyEvery tear will be a memory
So wait and pray each night for meTill we meet again
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