Les classiques de l'Humour : Jimmy Durante

They're all alive, in old movies
See them, even though they're gone
Can you remember Jimmy Durante?
His eyes glisten in the lights
Mrs. Calabash, goodnight, wherever you are
You can't be gone, you can't be gone, well not on my T.V.

Time just stands still in old movies
Love them, even though they're gone
Jack Benny's 39
Bogart's doing time
Wallace Berry's just the same
Still bugging Marjorie Maine
Oh, Marjorie Maine
You can't be gone, you can't be gone
Well not on my T.V.

His eyes glisten in the lights
Mrs. Calabash, goodnight, wherever you are
You can't be gone, you can't be gone, well not on my T.V.

When I was a young man, caught in the girls,
I played me a waiting game.
If a maid refused me with tossin curls,
I let the old earth take a couple of whirls.
While I apply her with tears in lieu of pearls.
And as time came around, she came my way,
And as time came around, she came.

Oh its a long, long while, from May to December
But the days grow short, when you reach September.
When the autum weather, turns the leaves to flame,
One hasn't got time, for the waiting game.

Oh, the days, dwindle down, to a precious few.
September.November.
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you.
These precious days, I'll spend with you.

Oh, the days dwindle down, to a precious few.
September.November.
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you.
These precious days, I'll spend with you

 

I was sitting at my piano, the other day
But my mind was ill at ease
They were coming to take it away that afternoon
I was all by myself in a mellow mood
Improvising symphonies
My right hand was playing Mozart's minuet
And at the same time my left hand was playing; have a banana; from Carmen
And at the same time my mouth was whistling a sextet from Luicini
And at the same time What do you think my foot was doing?
While keeping time it was cracking walnuts; see I had to eat too.
Then in the midst of all soliloquy
I found it, I found it
The Lost Chord, The Lost Chord!
So let's celebrate I'm feeling great
I'm the guy that found the Lost chord
I'll have my name in the hall of fame; cos I went and found that lost chord

Everyone knows Tchaikovsky wasn't recognised for 300 years
Brahms wasn't recognised for 400 years
Beethoven wasn't recognised for 500 years
But I can't wait that long I've only got two changes of clothes!

People said I was mad. but that didn't trouble me
They said Mozart was mad
They said Puccini was mad
They said Louis was mad
Who's Louis? My uncle, he was mad!

So let's celebrate I'm feeling great
I'm the guy that found the Lost chord

You know it wasn't easy finding that Lost chord
Working in my attic I didn't sleep for days and days
I'd be in terrible shape if I hadn't slept nights!
First I put an A flat with a B minor
Then I put a B minor with and F major
Then I put and F minor with a B major
Then I tried an A and a B and a B and a C
And a C and a D and a D and E and an E and a F
And a F and a G; What a piano no apostrophe's !

And this is what I came up with (plays wrong chord)

What's happened that isn't the chord (plays wrong chord)
Neither is that (plays wrong chord)
Neither is that (plays wrong chord)
And neither is that! I lost the chord a catatstrophe
I'm gonna sit down on the keyboard of this piano until the chord is return

(sits down bum plays the right chord)

That's it the lost chord! I found it, I found by sitting on the piano keyboard
Strange I usually play by ear!

So let's celebrate I'm feeling great
I'm the guy that found the Lost chord