The Jolson Story Page #12

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come out and sit down.

You work hard every night

and must be tired of doing this show.

Just sit down,

and I'll take over for you tonight.

Haven't worked in a long time.

Gather around,

make yourselves comfortable.

You ain't heard nothing yet.

You pick it, Professor. What'll it be?

Rock-a-bye!

Yes, sir. I think I remember that one.

Rock-a-bye your baby

with a Dixie melody

When you croon, croon a tune

from the heart of Dixie

Hang that cradle, Mammy mine

Right on that Mason-Dixon line

And swing it from Virginia

To Tennessee with all the soul that's in you

Weep No More, My Lady

You see, what he didn't have at home,

Mama, was an audience.

Live faces. Isn't that it, Steve?

And Old Black Joe, just as though

you had me on your knee

A million baby kisses I'll deliver

if you will only sing The Swanee River

Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby

with a Dixie melody

Rock-a-bye hush-a-bye

to a Dixie melody

When you croon, croon a tune

from the heart of

You see, Papa,

Al was sure he didn't want to sing anymore.

He wanted to be with me.

- I think I let him make the wrong decision.

- I don't get this, Julie.

I think Papa does.

To Tennessee with all the soul

that's in you, Mammy!

Mammy, listen what they're playing

They're playing Weep No More, My Lady

Sing it for me and Old Black Joe

just as though you had me on your knee!

A million baby kisses I'll deliver

if you will only sing The Swanee River

Rock-a-bye your rock-a-bye baby

with a Dixie melody

April Showers!

You heard them, Professor.

Though April showers may come your way

Though April showers may come your way

They bring the flowers

that bloom in May

So if it's raining

have no regrets

because it isn't raining rain, you know

it's raining violets

And where you see clouds

Excuse me.

You soon will see crowds

of daffodils

So keep on looking for a bluebird

- Where do you think you're going?

- Home.

Throw some things in the car.

- I'll be gone by the time he gets back.

- Don't do that, Julie.

He tried awfully hard, Steve...

- but you and I know he's got to do that.

- Now, wait...

See that he's on that plane

with Tom tonight. They'll do a great show.

- This is going to kill him, Julie.

- It isn't going to be so good for me, either.

But, look, when did you last see him

as happy as that?

Have no regrets

Because it isn't raining rain

you know, it's raining violets

Steve, when he gets home nights

after the show...

don't let him sing too long.

You soon will see crowds

of daffodils

So keep on looking for a bluebird

And listening for its song

Whenever April showers

come along

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