SPEAKING OF THE WEATHER
From the film "Gold Diggers Of 1937" (1936)
(Music: Harold Arlen / Music: E.Y. Harburg)


Dick Powell (with Joan Blondell - Film Soundtrack) - 1937


Speaking of the weather
It isn't the humidity, it's you
Come thunder, come blitzen
Come pitter or pat
What in thunder is thunder
Compared to my heart when it beats like that

Speaking of the weather
Speaking of the thunder
Speaking of the lightning
It's frightening, dear, what your eyes can do
Let the heavens crash, zoom and swell
Let it flash, boy meets girl

Speaking of the weather
Good old weather
Ain't it lovely weather
And incidentally, I love you

Pardon me, Miss, do you belong to this umbrella
Pardon me, Miss, it matches your eyes
Speaking of eyes, if they belong to this umbrella
They should be sheltered at once
From those threatening skies
Speaking of skies and the storm in view
(If that's your conversation, I've some work to do)

Speaking of the weather
Speaking of the weather
Speaking of the weather
It isn't the humidity, it's you
Come donner, come blitzen
Come pitter or pat
(Your nose loves the raindrops)
(Your nose knows a rose always grows from that)

Speaking of the weather
Speaking of the thunder
Speaking of the lightning
It's frightening, dear, what your eyes can do
Let the heavens crash, zoom and swell
Let it flash, a boy meets girl

Speaking of the weather
Good old weather
Ain't it lovely weather
And incidentally, I love you



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - August 2020)