FERRYBOAT SERENADE
(La Piccinina)
(Harold Adamson / Eldo DiLazzaro / Mario Panzeri)

Andrews Sisters - 1940
Gray Gordon & Orch. (vocal: Meredith Blake) - 1940
Frankie Masters & Orch. (vocal: Marion Francis) - 1940
Leo Reisman & Orch. (vocal: Anita Boyer) - 1940
Kay Kyser & Orch. (vocal: Harry Babbitt) - 1940
Duke Ellington & Orch. - 1940
King Sisters - 1940
Radio Stars with Two Guitars (Al Bowlly & Jimmy Mesene) - 1940

Also recorded by: Len Luscombe & Murray Denham;
Don Lipovac Orch; Manuel Das-Neves & Murdo McRae.


I have never been aboard a steamer
I am just content to be a dreamer
Even if I could afford a steamer
I will take the ferry boat every time

I love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena

While boys and girls are dancing
While sweethearts are romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula

Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy, with the ferry boat serenade

I am happy, very, very happy
When we're on the ferry
The music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena, arena

I love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who always plays the concertina, oh my
On the moonlit upper deck arena, by and by

While the boys and girls are dancing, oh dancing
While, while the sweethearts are romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula

Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy with the ferry boat serenade

------ instrumental break ------

I love to ride the ferry
Sailing, sailing where, where the music is so merry
There's a man who just plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena

All the while the boys and girls are dancing
Look around and you see sweethearts romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula

Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy, with the ferry boat serenade


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LA PICCININA
(Mario Panzeri / Eldo Di Lazzaro,   1939)


Col visino mezzo incipriato
e il più bel sorriso spensierato
giri per il Corso più affollato
col tuo scatolone di novità.

Oh, bella piccinina
che passi ogni mattina
sgambettando lieta tra la gente
canticchiando sempre allegramente.
Oh, bella piccinina,
sei tanto birichina
che divnti rossa rossa
se qualcuno là per là,
dolce una frase ti bisbiglia,
ti fa l'occhiolin di triglia,
toi saluta e se ne va.
	
Quando tu sei sola al magazzino
e allo spaecchio provi un cappellino
pensi sempre a quel giovanottino
che ogni sera fuori t'aspetterà.

Oh, bella piccinina...

Semplice così, sei come un fiore,
non conosci i palpiti del cuore,
ma se un dì saprai cos'è l'amore
tu rimpiangerai questa bella età.

Oh, bella piccinina...