A great interpretation of a great song from one of the greatest first ladies of jazz... ...Lady Rita Reys-Jacobs (let's take also her husband in account)
Tekst piosenki: In her own sweet world, Populated by dolls and clowns and a prince and a big purple bear, Lives my favourite girl, Unaware of the worried frowns that we weary grownups all wear. In the sun, She dances to silent music; Songs that are spun Of gold somewhere in her own little head. One day, all too soon, She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and her prince and her silly old bear; When she goes they'll cry As they whisper goodbye, They will miss her I fear, but then so will I! One day, all too soon, She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and her prince and her silly old bear; When she goes they will cry As they whisper goodbye, They will miss her I fear, but then so will I! When she goes they will cry As they whisper goodbye, They will miss her I know, but then so will I!
In her own sweet world Populated by dolls and clowns and a prince and a big purple bear. Lives my favorite girl, unaware of the worried frowns that we weary grown ups all wear. In the sun she dances to silent music, songs that are spun of gold somewhere in her own little head. One day all too soon she'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and her prince and her silly old bear. When she goes they will cry as she whispers "Good-bye." They will miss her I fear but then so will I.
What a treat. Bless you sweetheart.
Just discovering Rita Reys - great voice/great accompaniment! 2/2019
Superior singer!
great voice.
A great interpretation of a great song from one of the greatest first ladies of jazz... ...Lady Rita Reys-Jacobs (let's take also her husband in account)
R.I.Musical Heaven...I'll miss this wonderful singer...
Never erd of err, very refreshing indeed, more please.
Second time she sang I felt real jazz.
Thank you!
RIP
Tekst piosenki:
In her own sweet world,
Populated by dolls and clowns and a prince and a big purple bear,
Lives my favourite girl,
Unaware of the worried frowns that we weary grownups all wear.
In the sun,
She dances to silent music;
Songs that are spun
Of gold somewhere in her own little head.
One day, all too soon,
She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and her prince and her silly old bear;
When she goes they'll cry
As they whisper goodbye,
They will miss her I fear, but then so will I!
One day, all too soon,
She'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls and her prince and her silly old bear;
When she goes they will cry
As they whisper goodbye,
They will miss her I fear, but then so will I!
When she goes they will cry
As they whisper goodbye,
They will miss her I know, but then so will I!
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
and a prince and a big purple bear.
Lives my favorite girl,
unaware of the worried frowns
that we weary grown ups all wear.
In the sun she dances to silent music,
songs that are spun of gold
somewhere in her own little head.
One day all too soon
she'll grow up and she'll leave her dolls
and her prince and her silly old bear.
When she goes they will cry
as she whispers "Good-bye."
They will miss her I fear
but then so will I.
@Chessguitar more like a gil evans style big band eh?
a string orchestra?