Here are all the lyrics from Judy's 1948 film, "Easter Parade" (Just the songs Judy is featured in)!!
I Want To Go Back To Michigan (Down On The Farm)
HANNAH: I was born in Michigan A Fella With An Umbrella
JOHNNY: I'm just a fella...
HANNAH: For every fella I Love A Piano
I love a piano Snookey Ookums
HANNAH AND DON: All night long he calls her snookey ookums
HANNAH: She's his jelly-elly roll.
DON: He's her sugey-ugar bowl.
BOTH: Here's the way they bill and coo, poodgywoo, poodgywoo...poodgywoo? When The Midnight Choo-Choo Leaves For Alabam'
HANNAH:When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
DON: Alabam', Alabam'
HANNAH: I'll be right there.
DON: Where'll you be, where'll you be.
HANNAH: I've got my fare.
DON: Show it to me, show it to me.
HANNAH: When I see that rusty haired conductor man...
DON: What'll you do, what'll you do.
HANNAH: I'll grab him by the collar
DON: Pow!
HANNAH: That's where you stop your train (Dance break)
BOTH: I will be right there with bells It Only Happens When I Dance With You
It only happens when I dance with you A Couple Of Swells
BOTH: We're a couple of swells.
HANNAH:The Vanderbilt's have asked us up for tea.
DON: We don't know how to get there, no sirree.
BOTH: No sirree. Wall Street bankers are we...
HANNAH: The Vanderbilt's are waiting at the club.
DON: But, how are we to get there, thats the rub.
BOTH: That's the rub.
We would swim up the avenue
Better Luck Next Time
MIKE (talking): For ev'ry rose that withers and dies another blooms in it's stead. A new love waits to open its eyes after the old love is dead.
HANNAH (singing): That sounds alright in a careless rhyme Easter Parade
HANNAH: Never saw you look quite so pretty before.
DON: On the avenue...
OTHERS: Oh, I could write a sonnet
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
And I wish and wish again
That I was back in the town where I was born
There's a farm in Michigan
And I'd like to fish again in the river that flows beside the field of waving corn.
A lonesome soul am I...here's the reason why
I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back to the farm.
Far away from harm, with a milk pail on my arm.
I miss the rooster, the one that use to (pronounced use-ter) wake me up at 4 AM.
I think your great big cities very pretty...
Nevertheless I want to be there, I want to see there a certain soemone full of charm.
That's why I wish again that I was in Michigan, down on the farm.
I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back to that old farm.
Far away from harm, with a milk pail on my arm.
I miss the rooster, the rooster that use to (pronounced use-ter) wake me up at 4 AM.
I think your great big cities very pretty...
Nevertheless I want to be there, I want to see there a certain someone full of charm.
Thats why I wish again, that I was in Michigan, down on the farm!
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
A fella with an umbrella
Looking for a girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
I'm just a fella...
A fella with an umbrella
Glad to see the skies of blue have turned into skies of gray.
Raindrops have brought us together and that's what I longed to see.
Maybe the break in the weather will prove to be a break for me.
So I'll be the fella
The fella with an umbrella
If you'll be the girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
Each fella with an umbrella
There's a girl, a girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
For every fella
Each fella with an umbrella
There's a time when skies of blue must turn into skies of gray.
Raindrops have brought us together.
That's what they were meant to do.
Maybe the break in the weather, will turn into a break for you.
And I'll help the fella
The fella with an umbrella
Help him find the girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
I love a piano. I love to hear somebody play
Upon a piano
A grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers o'er the keys,
The ivories.
And with the pedal
I love to meddle
When Padarewski comes this way.
I'm so delighted if I'm invited to hear a long haired genius play.
So you can keep your fiddle and bow.
Give me a P-I-A-N-O, oh, oh!
I love to stop right
Beside an upright
Or a high toned baby grand...
I love to stop right beside an upright
Or a high toned baby grand!
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
Snookey ookums.
All they do is talk like babies.
All night long he calls her snookey ookums
Snookey ookums.
All night long the neighbors shout "Cut it out! Cut it out! Cut it out!"
They cry, "For goodness sake! Don't keep us all awake with your snookey, ookey, ookey...
Baby talk!"
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
And I'll holler "Alabam'! Alabam'!"
That brings me back again.
Down home where I'll remain
Where my honey lamb am.
I will be right there with bells
When that old conductor yells...
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam'"
When that old conductor yells
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam'!"
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
That trip to heaven 'till the dance is through.
With no one else do the heavens seem quite so near
Why does it happen, dear only with you?
Two cheeks together can be so divine
But only when those cheeks are yours and mine
I've danced with dozens of others the whole night through
But the thrill that comes with spring when anything could happen
That only happens with you.
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
We stop at the best hotels.
But we prefer the country far away from the city smells.
We're a couple of sports...
The pride of the tennis courts.
In June, July, and August we look cute when we're dressed in shorts.
We would drive up the avenue, but we haven't got the price.
We would skate up the avenue, but there isn't any ice.
We would ride on a bicycle, but we haven't got a bike.
So, we'll walk up the avenue, yes, we'll walk up the avenue, and to walk up the avenue's what we like.
With
plenty of currency. We'd open up the safe
But
we forgot where we put the key.
We're the favorite lads
Of girls in the picture ads.
We'd like to tell you who we kissed last night, but we can't be cads.
We would sail up the avenue
But we haven't got a yacht.
We would drive up the avenue
But
the horse we had was shot!
We would ride on a trolley car
But we haven't got the fair. So we'll walk up the avenue, yes, we'll walk up the avenue, yes, we'll walk up the avenue till we're there.
But we haven't any lake.
So we'll walk up the avenue, yes, we'll walk up the avenue. Yes, a walk up the avenues what we'll take.
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
But there's seldom a second time.
Better luck next time
That could never be, because there ain't gonna be no next time for me.
No siree.
Made up my mind to make another start.
I've made my mind up but I can't make up my heart.
I'd like a new lucky day
That would be nice.
But this comes just once in a lifetime...not twice.
So don't say better luck next time...
That can never be.
Because there ain't gonna be no next time for me.
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
Never saw you dress quite so handsome, what's more.
I could hardly wait to keep our date this lovely Easter morning.
And my heart beat fast as I came through the door for...
In your Easter bonnet, with all the frills upon it
You'll be the grandest fella in the Easter parade.
I'll be all in clover
And when they look us over we'll be the proudest couple in the Easter parade.
On the avenue...
Fifth Avenue...
The photographers will snap us, and you'll find that you're in the rotogravure.
Oh, I could write a sonnet
About your Easter bonnet
And of the guy I'm taking to the Easter Parade.
Fifth Avenue...
The photographers will snap us
And you'll find that you're in the rotogravure.
About your Easter bonnet
And of the girl I'm taking to the Easter Parade.
