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Swing Medley
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Grey skies are gonna clear up.

Put on a happy face.

Wipe off the coulds and cheer up.

Put on a happy face.

Take off the gloomy mask of tragedy,

it's not your style.

You'll look so good that you'll be glad

you decided to smile.

Pick out a pleasant outlook,

stick out that nobel chin.

Wipe off that full-of-doubt look,

snap on a happy grin.

Spread sunshine all over the place

just put on a happy,

put on a happy face.

Grey skies are gonna clear up.

Put on a happy face.

Wipe off the clouds and cheer up.

Put on a happy face.

Take off the mask of gloomy tragedy,

it's not you style.

You'll look so good that you'll be glad

you decided to smile.

Pick out a pleasant outlook,

stick out that nobel chin.

Wipe off that full-of-doubt look,

snap on a happy grin.

Spread sunshine all over the place

just put on a happy,

put on a happy face.



You're nobody 'till somebody loves you.

You're nobody 'till somebody cares.

Well, you may be king, you may possess the world and all its gold,

but gold won't bring you happiness when you're growin' old.

I see the world is still the same, you'll never change it.

As sure as there are stars shine above.

You're nobody 'till somebody loves you.

So, find yourself somebody to love.

I see the world is still the same, you'll never change it

(you'll never change it).

As sure as there are stars shine above.

You're nobody 'till somebody loves you.

So, find yourself somebody,

find yourself somebody,

find yourself somebody to love.



Somewhere there's music.

How faint the tune.

Somewhere there's heaven.

How high the moon.

There is no moon above

when love is far away too.

'till it comes true

that you love me as I love you.

Somewhere there's music.

It's where you are.

Somewhere there's heaven.

How near, how far.

The darkest night will shine,

if you would come to me soon.

Until you will, how still my heart.

How high the moon.

Somewhere there's music.

How faint the tune.

Somewhere there's heaven.

How high the moon.

Somewhere there's music.

It's where you are.

Somewhere there's heaven.

How near, how far.

The darkest night will shine,

if you would come to me soon.

Until you will, how still my heart.

How still my heart,

how still my heart,

how high the moon.










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