Top Songs By Benny Goodman and His Orchestra
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Benny Goodman
Klarinette
Martha Tilton
Stimme und Gesang
Ziggy Elman
Trompete
Harry James
Trompete
Nate Kazebier
Trompete
Red Ballard
Posaune
Vernon Brown
Posaune
George Koenig
Altsaxofon
Hymie Schertzer
Altsaxofon
Arthur Rollini
Tenorsaxofon
Vido Musso
Tenorsaxofon
Jess Stacy
Klavier
Allan Reuss
Gitarre
Harry Goodman
Bass
Gene Krupa
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Leo Robin
Songwriter:in
Ralph Rainger
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ed Michel
Produzent:in für Neuauflagen
Steven Miller
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ray Hall
Ingenieur:in
James Nichols
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons
And swingy Harlem tunes
And motor trips
And burning lips
And burning toast and prunes
How lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of candlelight and wine
Castles on the Rhine
The Parthenon
And moments on
The Hudson River Line
How lovely it was
Many is the time that we feasted
Many is the time that we fasted
Oh well, it was swell while it lasted
We did have fun, and no harm done
So thanks for the memory
Of crap games on the floor
Nights in Singapore
You might have been a headache
But you never were a bore
I thank you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of China's funny walls
Transatlantic calls
That weekend at Niagara
When we hardly saw the falls
How lovely that was
Thanks for the memory
Of lunch from twelve to four
Sunburn at the shore
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought and never wore
(spoken)
Say, what did happen to those pajamas?
Letters with sweet little secrets
That couldn't be put in a day wire
Too bad it all had to go haywire
That's life, I guess
I love your dress
Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
I thank you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of Gardens at Versailles
Beef and kidney pie
The night you worked and then came home
With lipstick on your tie
How lovely that was
Thanks for the memory
Of lingerie and lace
And Pilsner by the case
And how I jumped
The day you trumped
My one and only ace
How lovely that was
We said goodbye with a highball
And I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us
Strictly entre nous, darling, how are you?
And how are all those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you
Cheerio, toodle-oo
Thank you
Thank you
Written by: Leo Robin, Ralph Rainger