Make Mine Music

[Chorus]

Make mine music

Make mine music

And my heart

Will sing

Make mine music

And it's always spring

All the world

goes romancing

When melody

fills the night

And even the stars

go dancing

To the music

of the moonlight

Make mine music

And I'll dream of you

Make mine music

And the dream comes true

Music will play

the shadows away

When everything

seems to go wrong

So make mine music

And life will be a song

Make mine music

Ah-ah-ah, oh-oh-oh

ooh-ooh

[Woman]

Roll along, blue bayou

Through the silvery foam

In the deep

Where sleepy shadows roam

While we roll

blue bayou

In your dreamy light

Memories echo

In my heart

Tonight

[Man]

I hear the echo of

Our song of love

- Murmuring low

- [Chorus]

Murmuring, murmuring low

And here am I

Still haunted by

The ghost of long ago

Roll along, blue bayou

Through the silvery foam

Roll the blue

And sleepy shadows home

[Chorus]

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh

Roll along, blue bayou

Through the silvery foam

In the deep

Where sleepy shadows roam

While we roll

blue bayou

In your dreamy light

Memories echo

In my heart tonight

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh

Roll along, blue bayou

Through the silvery foam

Roll the blue

And sleepy shadows home

Roll along, blue bayou

Through the silvery foam

Roll the blue

And sleepy shadows home

Across the blue moon

[Jazz Piano]

[Drums, Bass Join In]

[Jazz Clarinet]

[BandJoins In]

[Phone Rings]

[Whistling Along]

[Scatting]

Boy!

[Scatting]

[Continues]

[Humming]

- [Humming Continues]

- [Sneezes]

[Scatting]

- [Car Horn Honking]

- Hey!

[Man]

Hop in the old jalop and

[Woman]

Head for the malted shop and

[Chorus]

All the cats join in

Down goes my last two bits

Comes up

one banana split

And all the cats join in

[Horn Honking]

Drop yourjack

in the old jukebox

- [Tires Screech]

- Play your favorite disc

When you dance

with the bobby socks

You dance

at your own risk

Rip, everybody swing

Yes, swing

till the rafters ring

And all the cats join in

[Tires Screech]

[Scatting]

[Continues]

[Crowd]

Yea!

Rafters ringin'

How they're swingin'

All the cats join in

[Orchestra]

I'm so lonely and blue

When I'm without you

I don't know what I'd do

Sweetheart, without you

The joy and tears

That love endears

Would have no meaning

If I didn't have you

To keep me dreaming

At the close of each day

When I'm without you

And my heart

kneels to pray

I pray about you

You take a star

And lead it far away

From heaven

And the star will be lost

As I'm lost without you

At the close of each day

When I'm without you

And my heart

kneels to pray

I pray about you

You take a star

And lead it far away

From heaven

And the star will be lost

As I'm lost without you

[Orchestra Ends]

[Upbeat Piano]

[Band]

[Band]

[Chorus] Oh, what a lark

to ride out to the park

- [Whistles]

- And just to see Casey

They travel for miles

and they stand in the aisles

- [Whistles]

- And just to see Casey

The ladies don't understand

baseball a bit

They don't know a strike

from a foul or a hit

But when they see Casey

that game has got it

Casey

the pride of them all

[Man Sustaining Note]

All

The outlook wasn't brilliant

for the Mudville Nine that day

The score

was four to two

With but one inning

left to play

Listen, ya bunch

of bush leaguers.

This here is the ninth inning,

in case you don't know it.

It's the windup, the blow off.

Come on now, unbutton your shirts.

Now get in there and fight.

Who's up next?

Cooney!

[Colonna] The coach was

really worried when Cooney went to bat,

but all he had to offer

was 300 pounds of fat.

Ah, but Cooney was determined.

He tried to do his worst.

He kept his batting average

all right,

and as usual...

died at first.

- You're out!

- Attaboy!

Uh, hurray for our side!

Hurray, hurray!

- Aw, shut up!

- Sit down!

Kill the ump, the bum!

I'll kick the stuffin's out of him.

Yeah, run that guy

outta town on the rails.

[Colonna] Barrows was the next one up

and Barrows made a hit.

Wow, he smacked a beauty

right in the pitcher's mitt.

- You're out!

- [All Shouting]

- [All] Boo!

- There goes the...

A straggling few

got up to go,

ah, but the loyal fans

stood pat.

They'd put up even money now

were Casey at the bat.

Ah, but Flynn preceded Casey,

of all the stupid guys.

The bat is getting

in his hair.

Now the hair is getting

in his bat.

Egad, he let drive a single

much to his own surprise.

[Crowd Cheering]

- Safe!

- [Cheering]

The next one in the lineup

was No-HitJimmy Blake.

Of all the mugs in Mudville,

he was the biggest fake.

- But he was really blazing

and to the wonderment of all,

- Wah-ha-ho!

Blake the fake

tore the cover off the ball!

[Crowd Laughing]

And when the dust had lifted

and they saw what had occurred,

there was Jimmy safe at second

and Flynn a-huggin'third.

Cozy, isn't it?

You're safe!

[Cheering]

[Chanting]

We want Casey! We want Casey!

We want Casey!

- [Giggling]

- [Chorus] Oh

Casey's the guy

with his eye on the ball

- [Whistles]

- [Colonna] But mostly the ladies

[Chorus] Casey's the guy

who's the idol of all

- [Whistles]

- [Colonna] But mostly the ladies

[Chorus]

Casey is mighty and manly

Casey's a dangerous gent

[Colonna] Egad, when he goes

to bat hang on to your hat

He's batting a thousand percent

with the ladies

Oh, Casey has nerve

and he knows every curve

- [Whistles]

- He's no hokeypokey

- [Grunts]

- He gets away

with that old double play

- [Whistles]

- He's sure okeydokey

[Chorus] He makes all

the ladies go ga-ga, it's true

No wonder they swoon

when he comes into view

[Colonna]

He was the Sinatra of 1902

[All]

Casey, the pride of them all

[Squealing, Giggling]

[Colonna] The pitcher's nerves were

jagged and his knees began to shake.

Hey, can't catch me!

Can't catch me!

One eye was watching Flynn...

and the other eye

watching Blake.

[Players Heckling]

[Gulps]

While the frightened pitcher

ground the ball into his hip,

defiance gleamed

in Casey's eye,

a sneer curled Casey's lip.

[Chortling]

And now the leather-covered sphere

came hurtling through the air,

and Casey stood

a-watching it...

in haughty grandeur there.

Close by the sturdy batsman,

the ball unheeded sped.

"That ain't my style,"

said Casey.

St-t-t-t-rike one!

The umpire said.

- [Babbling]

- From the benches black with people,

there went up a mighty roar,

like the beating of the ocean

on a stern and distant shore.

Kill him!

Kill the umpire!

Yelled a cutie

from the stands.

And it's likely they'd have killed him

had not Casey raised his hand.

With a smile

of Christian charity,

great Casey's visage shone.

He stilled the rising tumult

and bade the game go on.

[People Shouting]

He signaled to the pitcher,

and once more the spheroid flew.

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