1. |
Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy
02:38
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BOOGIE WOOGIE BUGLE BOY
He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He’s in the army now, a blowin’ reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down because he could not jam
The captain, seemed to understand
Because the next day the “cap” went out and drafted the band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A root, a toot, a toodle-ee-ah-da toot
He blows eight to the bar, in boogie rhythm
He can’t blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin’ with him
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
When he plays boogie woogie bugle
He was busy as a busy buzzy bee
And when he played, he made the company jump eight to the bar
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
An-ah-da toodle-ee-ah-da, toodle-ee-ah-da, do doot
He blows it eight to the bar
He can’t blow a note if a bass and guitar isn’t with him
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
~ horn solo ~
He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night
And wakes them up the same way in the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
‘Cause they know how it goes when someone gives him a beat
Whoa whoa, he wakes them up when he plays reveille
The boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A root, a toot, a toodle-ee-ah-da toot toot toot
He’s blowin’ eight to the bar
Can’t blow a note if a bass and guitar isn’t, oh wham bam
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B
Woah yeah
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2. |
Saturday Night
03:18
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SATURDAY NIGHT (As recorded by Michelle Creber)
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
Gonna keep on dancin' to the rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancin' to the rhythm in our heart and soul
On Saturday night, Saturday night
I yie yie yie, I just can't wait, I yie, yie, yie, I got a date
At the good ole rock and roll road show, I gotta go
Saturday night, Saturday night
Gonna rock it up, roll it up, do it all, have a ball
Saturday night, Saturday night-----
S, s, s, Saturday night, s, s, s, Saturday night, s, s, s, Saturday night
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
I’m gonna dance with my friends until the night is thru
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Planin’ all the crazy things we’re gonna do
On Saturday night, Saturday night
I yie yie yie, I love it so, I yie, yie, I'm gonna let them know
At the good ole rock and roll road show, I gotta go
Saturday night, Saturday night
Gonna rock it up, roll it up, do it all, have a ball
Saturday night, Saturday night-----
S, s, s, Saturday night, s, s, s, Saturday night, s, s, s, Saturday night
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night! S. A. T. U. R. D. A. Y. night!
(S, s, s, Saturday night) It’s just a Saturday night
(S, s, s, Saturday night) Ay, Saturday
(S, s, s, Saturday night) It’s just a Saturday night
(S, s, s, Saturday night) On Saturday night
At the good, at the good ‘ol rock’n roll
Road show, we really gotta go, hey
Gonna rock it up, gonna roll it up
Do it all, have a ball, gonna keep on dancin to the
Rock ‘n roll, rock ‘n roll, rock ‘n roll
It’s just a Saturday night
Gonna keep on dancing to the rock ‘n roll
On Saturday night
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3. |
I Hope You Dance
04:23
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I HOPE YOU DANCE (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
Get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone)
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone)
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4. |
Think
03:59
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THINK (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
You better think, think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Yeah oh, think, let your mind go, let yourself be free
Let's go back, let's go back, let's go way on way back when
I didn't even know ya, you couldn't a been too much more than ten
I ain't no psychiatrist, I ain't no doctor with degrees
Well you don’t need too much high I.Q., to see what you're doin' to me
You better think, think about what you're tryin' to do to me
Think, let your mind go, let yourself be free
Freedom, freedom, yeah freedom, oh freedom
Freedom, yeah freedom, oh freedom, yeah freedom
Ooh, yeah, think about it, you think about it
There ain't nothin' you could ask, I could answer but I won’t
But I was gonna change, I’m not, and if you keep doin' things I don't
Think, think about what you're trying to do to me
Let you mind, let your, let your mind go, let yourself be free
People walkin' around everyday, playin' games and takin' scores
Tryin' to make other people lose their minds, well be careful that you don't lose yours
Think, think about what you trying to do to me
Yeah-yeah-yeah-think, let your mind go, let yourself be free
You need me and I need you
Without each other, there ain't nothin' we can do
Yeah, oh common now, yeah
Think about it, think about it, let your mind go, let yourself be free
Freedom, oh freedom, sweet freedom, yeah freedom
Freedom, woah freedom, yeah freedom, yeah freedom
Ooh, yeah, think about it, what you can do, think about it
There ain't nothin' you could ask, I could answer but I won’t
If I was gonna change, and I’m not, people keep doing things I don't
People walkin’ round, every everyday, playing games and taking scores, yeah
Trying to make other people lose their minds but be careful, be careful that you don’t lose yours
And you need me, and I need you
Without each other, there ain't nothin' we can’t do yeah
Oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon, ya think about it, oooh yeah
Oh I better think about it, think about it, c’mon now, think about it, you think about it
Think about it, c’mon now
You had better stop and think before you think
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5. |
Alexander's Ragtime Band
03:18
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ALEXANDER’S RAGTIME BAND (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Come on and hear, come on and hear, Alexander's Ragtime Band
Come on and hear, come on and hear, it's the best band in the land
Well they can play a bugle call like you never heard before
So natural that you want to hear some more
It’s just the bestest band what am, oh my Honey Lamb
Come on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
To meet the man, to meet the man, who's the leader of the band
And if you wanna hear the Swanee River played in ragtime
Come on and hear, come on and hear, come on and hear, come on and hear
Come on and hear that woah, Alexander's Ragtime Band, oh yeah
Come on and hear, come on and hear, oh that Alexander's Ragtime Band
Come on and hear, come on and hear, it's the best band in the land
Well they can play a bugle call like you never heard before
So natural that you want to hear some more
It’s just the bestest band what am, oh my Honey Lamb
Come on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
To meet the man, to meet the man, who's the leader of the band
And if you wanna hear the Swanee River played in ragtime
Come on and hear, come on and hear, come on and hear, come on and hear
Come on and hear that woah, Alexander's Ragtime Band
You got to come and hear the band, yeah!
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6. |
Rockin' Robin
02:35
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ROCKIN’ ROBIN (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee, Tweet, tweet, tweet tweet
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet
Rockin' robin (rock rock) Rockin' robin'
Blow rockin' robin, 'cause we're really gonna rock tonight
Every little swallow, every chick-a-dee
Every little bird in the tall oak tree
The wise old owl, the big black crow
Flappin' their wings singing go bird go
Rockin' robin, (rock rock), Rockin' robin'
Blow rockin' robin, 'cause we're really gonna rock tonight, yeah
- guitar solo -
Pretty little raven at the bird-band stand
Told them how to do the bop and it was grand
They started going steady and bless my soul
He out-bopped the buzzard and the oriole
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet
Rockin' robin, (rock rock), rockin' robin'
Blow rockin' robin, 'cause we're really gonna rock tonight
Pretty little raven at the bird-band stand
Told them how to do the bop and it was grand
They started going steady and bless my soul
He out-bopped the buzzard and the oriole
He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet
Rockin' robin, rockin' robin'
Blow rockin' robin, 'Cause we're really gonna rock tonight
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee
Tweeddle-ley-deeddle-ley-dee, tweeddle-ley-deedle-ley-dee, Tweet, tweet, tweet tweet
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7. |
Here Comes the Sun
03:05
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HERE COMES THE SUN (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right
Little darlin’
It's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darlin’
It feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun (do-dn-do-do)
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right
Little darlin’
The smiles returning to their faces
Little darlin’
It seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun (do-dn-do-do)
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darlin’
I feel the ice is slowly melting
Little darlin’
It seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun and I say
It's all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
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THE BOY FROM NEW YORK CITY (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Ooh-ah ooh-ah cool cool kitty, tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooh-ah ooh-ah c’mon Kitty, tell us about the boy from New York City
He's kinda tall, he's really fine
Someday I hope to make him mine all mine
And he's neat, and oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me swept me off my feet
Ooo-wee, you ought to come and see
How he walks, mmh and how he talks
Ooh-ah ooh-ah cool cool kitty, tell us about the boy from New York City
He's really down, and he's no clown
He has the finest penthouse I've ever seen in town
And he's cute, in his mohair suit
And he keeps his pockets full of spending loot
Ooo-wee, I said you ought to come and see
His new guitar, I’m talkin’ bout a brand new car
Every time he says he loves me
Chills run down my spine
Every time he says he’ll miss me
Oh that makes me feel so fine
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Woah he can dance, what a great romance
And you know I fell in love with just one glance
He was shy, oh and so was I
And now I know I'll never ever say goodbye
Ooo-wee, say you ought to come and see
He's the most, from coast to coast
Oh yeah, woah yeah, I’m talkin bout that boy, the boy from New York City
Talkin bout my sweet little boy, the boy from New York City
Oh that boy is fine, I sure got ta make him mine
I’m talkin about the boy, the boy from New York City
The boy from New York City
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9. |
Friend Like Me
02:19
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FRIEND LIKE ME (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherazade had a thousand tales
But mister you in luck 'cause up your sleeve
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say, Mister Aladdin, sir, what will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order, jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me, no, no, no
Life is your restaurant, and I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me
Yes sir we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss, the king, the shah
Say what you wish, it's yours, true dish
How 'bout a little more baklava
Have some of column A, try all of column B
I'm in the mood to help you, dude
You ain't never had a friend like me
Wa-ah-ah, oh my
Wa-ah-ah, no no no
Wa-ah-ah, na na na
Woah oh oh oh oh
Can your friends do this
Can your friends do that
Can your friends pull this out of their little hat
Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never… had a… friend like me, like me, like me
You ain’t never had a friend like me
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10. |
It Don't Mean A Thing
02:18
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IT DON’T MEAN A THING (If It Ain’t Got That Swing) (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
It don't mean a thing, all you got to do is sing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
It makes no difference if it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm everything you got
Oh, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
~ scatting ~
Oh it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
It don't mean a thing, all you got to do is sing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
It makes no difference if it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm everything you got
Woah, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do wah
Do wa, do wa, do wa, do wa, do waaah, yeah
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11. |
Wanted Dead or Alive
04:12
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Wanted Dead Or Alive (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
It's all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we're wastin’ away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I'd drive all night just to get back home
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted, dead or alive
Wanted, dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
And the people I meet, always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day by the water that you drink
And times when you're alone, all you do is think
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Oh, and I ride
- 8 bar Instrumental break -
Oh, I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive
I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, (oh yeah) and I'm standing tall
I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Mmmm
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When You Wish Upon a Star (as recorded by Michelle Creber & Andy Stein)
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you
If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
Like dreamers do
Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing
~ whistling solo ~
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you
If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
Like dreamers do
Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing
Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and pulls you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true
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13. |
Singin' In the Rain
04:37
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Singing In the Rain (as recorded by Michelle Creber)
Doo-ba-doot-doo---doo-ba, Doo-da-doot-doo-da-doo-ba
Doo-da-doot-doo---doodly-ah, Doo-da-doot-doo-da
I'm singin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the rain
What a glorious feelin' I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above
The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase, everyone from the place
Come on with the rain I've a smile on my face
I’ll walk down the lane, with a happy refrain
And singin’, just singin' in the rain (take it away)
CHOIR: I'm dancin’ in the rain, just dancin’ in the rain
What a glorious feelin', I'm happy again
I'm laughin’ at clouds, so dark up above
The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love
– instrumental – I’m dancin’, just dancin’ in the rain
I'm singin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the rain
What a glorious feelin' I'm happy again
I'm laughin’ at clouds, oh so dark up above
The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase, everyone from this place, oh yes
Come on with the rain I've a smile on my face
I’ll walk down that lane, hey, with a happy refrain
And singin', just singin' in the rain
Tell ‘em boys, I’m sure singin’ in the rain
Doo-da-doot-doo---doo-da, Doo-da-doot-doo-da-doo-da
Doo-da-doot-doo---doo-da, Doo-da-doot-doo-da-doo-da
Doo-dah-doo-dah-doo, Singin’ in the rain
Oh I got a smile on my face, oh yes, that’s right, I’m singin’ in the rain
Rain, with a happy refrain, oh yeah, hey, while I’m sure singin’ in the rain, hey
Mmmh, what a downpour, ah, hey, Bop dop doo-wah, singin’ in the rain,
Oh, just singin’ in the rain, I’m yes, I’m singin’ in the rain (Jack)
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14. |
Outtakes
02:02
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15. |
Spies In the Night
04:37
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SPIES IN THE NIGHT (as recorded by Michelle Creber, Natalie Sharp & Andy Stein)
Shadows looking through an open window
Footsteps following you wherever you go
Undercover eyes, search to find the key to alibis
Living in a hideaway, you can't hide
You can never get away, they'll find you
Be aware of strangers in the dark
Jealous lovers quarrel in suspicion
Passions justifying their positions
Vengeance on the rise, now they're throwing daggers from their eyes
Maybe they can find a way, past their pride
Live and let it die away, if not they'll
Lie a lot and fight a lot
But you beware 'cause in the air there’s
Spies in the night, they go wherever you are
You're in their sights, watch out for spies in the cold, cold restless night
Heartache like a burning turning fever
Someone tells his girl that he will leave her
Ooo her ravaged eyes, kiss goodbye the years of hidden lies
Photos taken on display, she denies
But the cheating heart will pay
He says you lie a lot and fight a lot
But it's in vain, you can't explain 'cause
Spies in the night, they go wherever you are
You're in their sights, watch out for spies in the night
Sorry, now you will pay
Andy: Hello?
Nat: The winds are calm in the channel.
Andy: The boat will sail at midnight.
Mich: Listen very carefully. We don't have much time and we're being watched.
Andy: You're being watched - by who?
Mich: I don't know but we have the pictures.
Andy: Oh thank you. You don’t know how much this means to me.
Nat: Do you have our money?
Andy: Yes of course I do. Meet me in an hour. Position A, Code DHX. I'll...
Nat: Hello! Hello!! Hello!!!
Spies in the night, they go wherever you are
You're in their sights, watch out for spies in the night
Spies in the night, they go wherever you are
You're in their sights, watch out for spies in the night
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16. |
Saturday Night Remix
03:40
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Michelle Creber Vancouver, British Columbia
MICHELLE CREBER is an award-winning singer-songwriter, actor & voiceover artist based out of Vancouver, Canada. Rooted in pop/AC, Michelle’s songs feature unique musical stylings and meaningful messages. She feels strongly about challenging the status quo, tackling injustices, making a positive difference, and inspiring people through music. ... more
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