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Luister naar 'This Is the Army/Call Me Mister/Winged Victory (Original 1942 All-Soldier Cast)' van Irving Berlin, All-Soldier Orchestra & Chorus, Lawrence Winters & Betty Garrett
ALBUMThis Is the Army/Call Me Mister/Winged Victory (Original 1942 All-Soldier Cast)Irving Berlin, All-Soldier Orchestra & Chorus, Lawrence Winters & Betty Garrett

Topsongs van Irving Berlin

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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Berlin Irving
Berlin Irving
Stimme und Gesang
Milton Rosenstock
Milton Rosenstock
Dirigent:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Berlin Irving
Berlin Irving
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brian Drutman
Brian Drutman
Produzent:in
Doug Pomeroy
Doug Pomeroy
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Fanny Gotschall
Fanny Gotschall
Kreative:r Leiter:in
Joseph Szurly
Joseph Szurly
Produzent:in
Olivier Delhaye
Olivier Delhaye
Grafikdesign

Songteksten

(Verse 1)
The other day I chanced to meet a soldier friend of mine
He'd been in camp for sev'ral weeks and he was looking fine;
His muscles had developed and his cheeks were rosy red
I asked him how he liked the life, and this is what he said:
(Chorus)
'Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh! how I'd love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all
Is to hear the bugler call;
You've got to get up, you've got to get up, you've got to get up this morning!
Some day I'm going to murder the bugler
Some day they're going to find him dead;
I'll amputate his reveille
And step upon it heavily
And spend the rest of my life in bed.'
'Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh! how I'd love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all
Is to hear the bugler call;
You've got to get up, you've got to get up, you've got to get up this morning!
Oh! boy the minute the battle is over
Oh! boy the minute the foe is dead;
I'll put my uniform away
And move to Philadelphi-ay
And spend the rest of my life in bed.'
(Verse 2)
A bugler in the army is the luckiest of men
He wakes the boys at five and then goes back to bed again;
He doesn't have to blow again until the afternoon
If ev'ry thing goes well with me I'll be a bugler soon
'Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh! how I'd love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call;
You've got to get up, you've got to get up, you've got to get up this morning!
Some day I'm going to murder the bugler
Some day they're going to find him dead;
I'll amputate his reveille, and step upon it heavily
And spend the rest of my life in bed.'
'Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh! how I'd love to remain in bed;
For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call;
You've got to get up, you've got to get up, you've got to get up this morning!
Oh! boy the minute the battle is over
Oh! boy the minute the foe is dead;
I'll put my uniform away, and move to Philadelphia
And spend the rest of my life in bed.'
Written by: Irving Berlin

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