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LUCKY ME (Soundtrack) Songs from the film "Lucky Me" (1954) Music by Sammy Fain / Lyrics by Paul Francis Webster Starring Doris Day, Robert Cummings, Phil Silvers, Nancy Walker and Eddie Foy Jr. LUCKY ME (Opening Credits) Performed by a Studio Choir Lucky me Now the world's our lucky highway All the signs are going my way Yessirree, lucky me, lucky me, yessirree! With a lucky star to guide me And the one I love beside me Life will be so fancy free Don't you wish that you could be lucky me ******************** SUPERSTITION SONG Performed by Doris Day It isn’t that I’m superstitious , superstitious, I am not Nevertheless, I take no chances, walk under ladders Don’t give a hoot for hex or hoodoo, Lady Luck, or April Fool’s Nevertheless, I’m more than careful to observe these rules When I lie in bed at night and hear a whippoorwill I rush to put a rabbit’s foot upon my windowsill But when I find a four leaf clover, that’s my lucky day There’s thirteen reasons why I feel this way I never lived in fear of witches, which is why I wish to state Long as I’m feeling fine and dandy, and my health is great Why, oh why, should I tempt fate I’ve never known a jinx or Jonah that could ever frighten me Nevertheless, I don’t object to hanging up a horseshoe I don’t believe in mystic powers, mystic powers, tommy-rot Nevertheless, I cross my fingers when I’m in a spot Always make three wishes when I see a shooting star Never eat an oyster in a month without an “R” And when I catch a ladybug, I let it fly away There’s thirteen reasons why I feel this way Never tap your toe in June to an organ grinder’s tune Men who pick up rusty pins marry girls with double chins Three on one match isn’t good, make a circle, knock on wood On the sidewalk, don’t relax, never, never step on cracks Children skippin’ rope Happy is their horoscope But if they should drop their rope Well, I could go on listing things all day Skippin’ rope, horoscope, rusty pins, double chins, Lots of things like wedding rings …… wedding rings I can see me, sad and dreamy In a wedding gown It isn’t that I’m superstitious , superstitious, I am not Nevertheless, I see no harm iIn lookin’ in a window Now, pickin’ petals off o' daisies isn’t what you’re thinkin’ of Believe it or not, I’m just preparin' for that well known dove Just in case I fall in love Just in case I fall in, fall in, fall, I’ll fall in love ******************** MEN Performed by Doris Day and Phil Silvers DORIS: Men men, horrible men I've said it before and I'll say it again What I think of men you can't print in a book Lucky the girl who has never been took SILVERS: Girls, girls, putting on airs Who likes 'em, who wants 'em, who needs them, who cares They'll string you along with a song and a dance Then walk out on you for a new pair of pants DORIS: Men have got a sort of nose for Any chicken whose kickin' around And believe me, Sir, that goes for Ev'ry masculine resident up to the President SILVERS: Love, love, horrible word Show me the dove and I'll give it the bird It isn't your looks, it's your chequebook and pen DAY: Regarding their promises, do just what momma says Be doubting Thomases, men! (SPOKEN) SILVERS: Women, bah! DAY: Well, just remember one thing it's the wife who stands by And helps a man through all his trials, troubles and tribulations SILVERS: That he wouldn't have if he didn't marry her in the fiorst place What about that, hey, I told her that time, didn't I, wa-how! Well, you're a small group, but DAY: I thought you said we'd murder 'em SILVERS: They're dead ain't they! DAY: Men, men, bloodthirsty men History's pages are crowded with them Fellahs like Bluebeard with hatchets and knives Look what they did to the lives of their wives SILVERS: Dames, dames, think of the dames Who slaughtered their lovers with poison or flames Lucrezia Borgia, you're lovely, the stuff that she poured Men took one whiff and were stiff as a board DAY: Men are devils out of Hades For instance take Henry the Eighth Married six or seven ladies And then sfter he mated 'em, decapitated 'em SILVERS: Hi-ho, song and a dance 'Twas always the skirt who was wearin' the pants But when she walks by and she wiggles her frame There's somethin' about 'em, I can't do without 'em So send me a beautiful dame DAY: And now that I finally hollered my head off And put all the men on the pan For Pete's sake, send me a man ******************** PARISIEN PRETTIES Performed by Doris Day, Phil Silvers, Eddie Foy Jr. & Female Chorus (We're awfully sorry, folks, we must be going) (Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!) (Right from the heart we thank you as the curtain falls) For the standing ovation and the curtain calls (We're awfully sorry, folks, we must be going) (Ooh-la-la, tres jolie, you've been grand) But think of all the cities waiting for our jokes and ditties Here's a kiss from Parisian Pretties DORIS: I'll say adieu with just a few more kisses To you and you and you and you and you SPOKEN: Six, seven, eight, nine, ten..... (DIALOGUE) SILVERS: I'm choked up with emotion as I gaze and see Just how bad you take the thought of losin' me I'll never leave you, folks, 'cause I..... (DIALOGUE) ******************** HIGH HOPES Performed by Doris Day, Nancy Walker, Phil Silvers and Eddie Foy Jr. EDDIE: Our pockets hold no money worth the counting NANCY: We've got the ham, but can't afford the rye SILVERS: At ev'ry turn our miseries are mounting DAY: But a trouper never says die ALL: Right! ALL: High hopes high hopes Never played the Palace Never even played a split week in Podo High hopes, high hopes Never had a photo in the Sunday Roto Gettin' awful tired of livin' in a trunk SILVERS: When George M. Cohan started in show business Here's what that Yankee Doodle Dandy said Smile while you can, till they ring down that last curtain You're a long time dead ALL: And that's why top show, ??? show We endorse the Cohan point of view Till our high, high, high, high hopes come true ALL: High hopes, high hopes EDDIE: Never played the big time All we got was just a piano in the pit SILVERS: High hopes, high hopes DAY: Never heard 'em yell out, Sister, you're a sell out Wonder how it feels to know that you're a hit NANCY: Listen! First you are booked in a joint up in Hoboken You beat your brains out doin' five-a-day PHIL, NANCY & EDDIE: Then comes the break and you're back on the big circuit Back on old Broadway ALL: And so it's day in, day out Waitin' for our agent to come through Makin' all our high, high hopes come true And that's why good times, bad times Gonna pin my hopes on Y-O-U Till our high, high, high, high hopes come true ******************** THE PERFUME OF LOVE Performed by Hal Derwin (dubbing the singing voice of Robert Cummings) ....................... from in the night And see that they're shinin' extra bright And if they do, they'll make this evenin' The perfect evening for love Tell the birdies in the Sycamore To sing like they never sang before Notify the Honeysuckle To spread the perfume of love ******************** LUCKY ME Performed by Hal Derwin (dubbing the singing voice of Robert Cummings) Lucky me, all the folks are workin' for me And no Sunday punch can floor me Yessirree, not lucky me ******************** I SPEAK TO THE STARS Performed by Doris Day I speak to the stars In a sky full of wonder In a world full of magic It may be they can hear What my heart is thinkin' of (We can hear your heart, we know what you're thinking of) I speak to the stars And I ask them to tell me Am I making a blunder Is this just an illusion Or is it really love (Is it really love) Do I make too much Of the promise in a stranger's eyes What will happen when the magic dies Am I riding for a fall I speak to the stars And I wait for an answer Little stars, won't you tell me But they don't seem to hear As they twinkle up above So I turn from them And speak to my heart And my heart tells me I'm in love (You can trust your heart, for your heart will never lie) (You're in love) I'm in love (You're in love) I'm in love (You're in love) I'm in love ******************** THE BLUE BELLS OF BROADWAY Performed by Doris Day, Nancy Walker, Phil Silvers and Eddie Foy Jr. DORIS: The bagpipes of Scotland are hushed in the glen For Sandy McTavish will nay come home again He's far from the blue bells that once bloomed so bright ALL: But the blue bells of Broadway are ringin' tonight DORIS: He sits on the bandstand with knees that are bare The cats crowd around him and, ooh man, how they stare For Sandy in kilts is a braw bonny sight ALL: And the blue bells of Broadway are ringin' tonight DORIS: He plays a boogie-woogie bagpipe, so cool it's bound to hurt Each nervous fan yells, "Dig that man in the crazy red skirt!" The banks of Loch Lomand are lonely today For Sandy McTavish three thousand miles away, He's far from the heather that once beamed so bright ALL: But the blue bells of Broadway are ringin' tonight DORIS: Oh where, tell me where, has my heilan' laddie gone Oh where, tell me where, has my heilan' laddie gone ALL: He's gone to join a jazz band upon Fifty-Second Street And it's there you can hear him introduce that bagpipe beat (Dance Routine) He wears a real gone tam o'shanter and tassles on his socks And when he blows the rhythm grows till the joint really rocks He squeezes the goatskin and out comes a jive For Sandy's the hit of the Dipsy Doodle Five, Since he's blowin' with 'em, the rhythm is right And the blue bells of Broadway are ringin' ALL: The blue bells are ringin' with a bagpipe beat On Broadway, on Broadway tonight ******************** I WANNA SING LIKE AN ANGEL (Rehearsal) Performed by Doris Day That's why I wanna sing like an angel And dance, dance, dance like the Devil So Mister Leader Man Strike up the band and let's go ******************** LOVE YOU DEARLY Performed by Doris Day and Hal Derwin (as the singing voice of Robert Cummings) DERWIN: Love you dearly, more than just sincerely More than I could ever hope to say Love..... DAY: Love you dearly, more than the Moon, or nearly Darling, you take my very breath away DERWIN: Maytime's the time for love DAY: Lanes were made for strolling DERWIN: Hands were made for holding, and two lips DAY: And two lips to whisper DAY: Love you dearly, more than just sincerely DERWIN: More than there are rosebuds in a Spring DAY: A Spring bouquet DERWIN: Need I say I love you more and more each day DAY: Maytime's the time for love Lanes were made for strolling Hands were made for holding And two lips to whisper Love you dearly, more than just sincerely More than there are rosebuds in a Spring bouquet Need I say I love you more and more each day ******************** I WANNA SING LIKE AN ANGEL Performed by Doris Day Now did you ever stop to think What happens to those freckle-faced Tom Sawyers They grow up lawyers Then again that kid named Hugo Sneakin' off from homework to go fishin' He's my physician As for me, I always knew Just what I was born to do I wanna sing like an angel And dance, dance, dance like the Devil And act just as good as a Barrymore would In a play like Camille When I was just a kid with my dollies I dreamed someday I would be The grandest star in the Follies With the audience cheering for me I wanna be where the lights are And give my life to the Theatre Where people in pairs come to lose all their cares In the thrill of a show That's why I wanna sing like an angel And dance, dance like the Devil So Mister Leader Man Strike up the band and let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go I wanna be where the lights are And give my life to the Theatre Where people in pairs come to lose all their cares In the thrill of a show That's why I wanna sing like an angel And dance like the Devil So Mister Leader Man Strike up the band and let's go Let's go! ******************** LUCKY ME (End Credits) Performed by a Studio Choir With a lucky star to guide me And the one I love beside me Life will be so fancy free Don't you wish that you could be lucky me ******************** (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2014)

    


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