歌曲 | Nights at the Chez |
歌手 | David Roth |
专辑 | Nights at the Chez |
David Roth – Nights at the Chez | |
Some thirty-odd years ago when I was three | |
My sister a couple years older than me | |
We'd get to go down to the old Chez Paree | |
On the North side of downtown Chicago | |
My dad worked the door with a wide-open hand | |
Tuxedo-ed and tailored, a most handsome man | |
My mother auditioned to sing with the band | |
The most beautiful girl in the room | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Sinatra and Bennett and young Mel Torme | |
"They'd hang from the rafters," my father would say | |
On those magical nights at the Chez | |
One evening that winter my sister and me | |
All dressed up and bow-tied and cute as could be | |
We found ourselves leaning on opposite knees | |
Of a man with a rather large nose | |
A smelly cigar in the one hand he held | |
A signature hat made of floppy gray felt | |
He scooped us both up in his arms as he knelt | |
And he tickled me right through my suit | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Jimmy Durante and young Danny Kaye | |
"They'd hang from the rafters," my father would say | |
On those magical nights at the Chez | |
So there on Mom's dresser this photograph sits | |
Of Durante and Debbie and David as kids | |
Before life got tricky, good God how it did | |
And we scattered like leaves in the wind | |
Dad stayed in Chicago, Mom moved to L.A. | |
Deborah's in Portland and I'm day to day | |
And the memories and miles seem so far away | |
From those innocent nights at the Chez | |
So here's to the family, God bless every one | |
Though the memories and moments were not always fun | |
Somehow we survived them and learned to move on | |
Forgiving what nobody knew | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Sophie Tucker, Nat King Cole, Maurice Chevalier | |
And struggling young families finding their way | |
Through those magical nights | |
Those innocent nights, those magical nights | |
At the Chez |
David Roth Nights at the Chez | |
Some thirtyodd years ago when I was three | |
My sister a couple years older than me | |
We' d get to go down to the old Chez Paree | |
On the North side of downtown Chicago | |
My dad worked the door with a wideopen hand | |
Tuxedoed and tailored, a most handsome man | |
My mother auditioned to sing with the band | |
The most beautiful girl in the room | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Sinatra and Bennett and young Mel Torme | |
" They' d hang from the rafters," my father would say | |
On those magical nights at the Chez | |
One evening that winter my sister and me | |
All dressed up and bowtied and cute as could be | |
We found ourselves leaning on opposite knees | |
Of a man with a rather large nose | |
A smelly cigar in the one hand he held | |
A signature hat made of floppy gray felt | |
He scooped us both up in his arms as he knelt | |
And he tickled me right through my suit | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Jimmy Durante and young Danny Kaye | |
" They' d hang from the rafters," my father would say | |
On those magical nights at the Chez | |
So there on Mom' s dresser this photograph sits | |
Of Durante and Debbie and David as kids | |
Before life got tricky, good God how it did | |
And we scattered like leaves in the wind | |
Dad stayed in Chicago, Mom moved to L. A. | |
Deborah' s in Portland and I' m day to day | |
And the memories and miles seem so far away | |
From those innocent nights at the Chez | |
So here' s to the family, God bless every one | |
Though the memories and moments were not always fun | |
Somehow we survived them and learned to move on | |
Forgiving what nobody knew | |
All the performers who came there to play | |
Sophie Tucker, Nat King Cole, Maurice Chevalier | |
And struggling young families finding their way | |
Through those magical nights | |
Those innocent nights, those magical nights | |
At the Chez |