Thursday, December 30, 2004

Nowadays--John Kander

It's good, isn't it?
Grand, isn't it?
Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it?
Nowadays

There's men everywhere,
jazz everywhere,
booze everywhere,
life everywhere,
joy everywhere,
nowadays.

You can like the life you're living, you can live the life you like.
You can even marry Harry but mess around with Ike.

And that's good,
isn't it grand?
Isn't it great?
Isn't it swell?
Isn't it fun?
Isn't it.
But nothing stays.
In 50 years or so, it's gonna change, ya know.
But, oh it's heaven, nowadays.

Friday, December 10, 2004

I'm so Lonesome, I Could Cry -- Hank Williams

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill?
he sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is whining low:
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

I've never seen a night so long,
when time goes crawling by.
The moon just went behind a cloud,
to hide its face and cry.

Did you ever see a Robin weep,
when leaves begin to die?
That means he's lost his will to live.
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

The silence of a falling star,
lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.