歌曲 | It's A Great Big World |
歌手 | Judy Garland |
专辑 | 100 Hits Legends - Judy Garland |
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Lyrics:Johnny Mercer Music:Harry Warren | |
Artist:Judy Garland/Virginia O'brien/Betty Russell | |
Chorus 1: | |
I bought a bonnet to suit my face, | |
I had my petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
I looked at the mirror, around I twirled | |
And then I went out in the wide, wide world. | |
I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet, | |
I saw them all kneeling at my feet, | |
I can't understand it, my hair is all curled, | |
But my goodness me, it's a great big world. | |
And it's cold, cold, cold, | |
And we'll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it's a great big world. | |
Chorus 2: | |
I learned to sew and I learned to bake, | |
I even frosted an angel cake, | |
On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in, | |
My house was as neat as a brand new pin. | |
I thought by learning each social grace, | |
Some likely chap might forget my face, | |
I can't understand it, I've knitted and purled, | |
But my goodness me, it's a great big world. | |
And it's cold, cold, cold, | |
And we'll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it's a great big world. | |
Chorus 3: | |
I had no petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
My angel cake was a pure disgrace, | |
My face was my fortune, my mother said, | |
And my dancing slippers of bright, bright red. | |
A million miles I have danced, or more, | |
In hopes Prince Charming would cross the floor, | |
I can't understand it, I've waltzed and I've whirled, | |
But my goodness me it's a great big world. | |
And it's cold, cold, cold, | |
And we'll soon be old. | |
But I'll keep on knitting and doing it well, | |
My slippers are one thing I never will sell, | |
My petticoat's waiting because who can tell? | |
It's a great big world, it's a great big world. |
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer Music: Harry Warren | |
Artist: Judy Garland Virginia O' brien Betty Russell | |
Chorus 1: | |
I bought a bonnet to suit my face, | |
I had my petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
I looked at the mirror, around I twirled | |
And then I went out in the wide, wide world. | |
I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet, | |
I saw them all kneeling at my feet, | |
I can' t understand it, my hair is all curled, | |
But my goodness me, it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it' s a great big world. | |
Chorus 2: | |
I learned to sew and I learned to bake, | |
I even frosted an angel cake, | |
On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in, | |
My house was as neat as a brand new pin. | |
I thought by learning each social grace, | |
Some likely chap might forget my face, | |
I can' t understand it, I' ve knitted and purled, | |
But my goodness me, it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it' s a great big world. | |
Chorus 3: | |
I had no petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
My angel cake was a pure disgrace, | |
My face was my fortune, my mother said, | |
And my dancing slippers of bright, bright red. | |
A million miles I have danced, or more, | |
In hopes Prince Charming would cross the floor, | |
I can' t understand it, I' ve waltzed and I' ve whirled, | |
But my goodness me it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
But I' ll keep on knitting and doing it well, | |
My slippers are one thing I never will sell, | |
My petticoat' s waiting because who can tell? | |
It' s a great big world, it' s a great big world. |
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer Music: Harry Warren | |
Artist: Judy Garland Virginia O' brien Betty Russell | |
Chorus 1: | |
I bought a bonnet to suit my face, | |
I had my petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
I looked at the mirror, around I twirled | |
And then I went out in the wide, wide world. | |
I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet, | |
I saw them all kneeling at my feet, | |
I can' t understand it, my hair is all curled, | |
But my goodness me, it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it' s a great big world. | |
Chorus 2: | |
I learned to sew and I learned to bake, | |
I even frosted an angel cake, | |
On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in, | |
My house was as neat as a brand new pin. | |
I thought by learning each social grace, | |
Some likely chap might forget my face, | |
I can' t understand it, I' ve knitted and purled, | |
But my goodness me, it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
Alas and alack, it' s a great big world. | |
Chorus 3: | |
I had no petticoat trimmed with lace, | |
My angel cake was a pure disgrace, | |
My face was my fortune, my mother said, | |
And my dancing slippers of bright, bright red. | |
A million miles I have danced, or more, | |
In hopes Prince Charming would cross the floor, | |
I can' t understand it, I' ve waltzed and I' ve whirled, | |
But my goodness me it' s a great big world. | |
And it' s cold, cold, cold, | |
And we' ll soon be old. | |
But I' ll keep on knitting and doing it well, | |
My slippers are one thing I never will sell, | |
My petticoat' s waiting because who can tell? | |
It' s a great big world, it' s a great big world. |