Shine on Harvest Moon

Gee, I Wish that I Had a Girl

Pretty Baby .......... Danny Thomas

The One I Love Belongs to Somebody Else .......... Doris Day

Nobody's Sweetheart .......... Doris Day

My Buddy .......... Doris Day

Toot, Toot, Tootsie, Goodbye .......... Doris Day

It Had to Be You .......... Danny Thomas

Yes, Sir, That's My Baby

Swinging Down the Lane

Carolina in the Morning .......... Patrice Wymore

Love Me or Leave Me .......... Patrice Wymore

Makin' Whoopee .......... Danny Thomas and Doris Day

No, No, Nora .......... Doris Day

The Carioca

I'll See You in My Dreams

Your Eyes Have Told Me So

LADY CUSTOMER (with a beautiful voice, I must add):
Shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky.
I ain't had no lovin' since January, February, June, or July.
Snowtime ain't no time to stay outdoors and spoon, so shine on,
shine on harvest moon for me and my gal.

GRACE & AUDIENCE:
Gee, I wish that I had a girl
like the other fellows had.
Someone to make a fuss over me,
to cheer me up when I feel sad.
On Wednesday night I'm all alone
when I outta be up at some sweethearts home,
and I'm lonesome, awful lonesome.
Gee, I wish I had a girl.

GUS:
Everybody loves a baby,
that's why I'm in love with you,
pretty baby, pretty baby.
And I'd like to be your sister,
brother, dad, and mother, too,
pretty baby, pretty baby.
Won't you come and let me rock you
in my cradle of love,
and we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby and it might as well be you,
pretty baby of mine...
pretty baby, pretty baby...
won't you come and let me rock you
in my cradle of love,
and we'll cuddle all the time.
Oh, I want a lovin' baby
and it might as well be you,
pretty baby of mine.
Pretty baby of...

GRACE:
The one I love belongs to somebody else,
he means his tender songs for somebody else.
And even when I have my arms around him
I know his thoughts are strong for someboy else.
The hands I hold belong to somebody else,
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else.
It's tough to be alone on the shelf,
it's worse to fall in love by yourself.
The one I love belongs to somebody else,
the one I love belongs to somebody else.

GRACE:
You're nobody's sweetheart now,
they don't baby you somehow.
Fancy hose, silken gown,
you'd be out of place in your own hometown.
When you walk down the avenue,
I just can't believe that it's you.
Painted li'l lips,
painted li'l eyes,
wearing a bird of paradise.
It all seems wrong somehow that
you're nobody's sweetheart now.

GRACE:
Nights are long since you went away,
I think about you all thru the day,
my buddy, my buddy, nobody quite so true.

GRACE:
Toot, Toot, Tootsie goodbye,
Toot, Toot, Tootsie don't cry.
The choo-choo train that takes me away from you,
no words can tell how sad it makes me.
Kiss me, Tootsie, and then
I'll do it over again.
Watch for the mail,
I'll never fail,
if you don't get a letter
then you'll know I'm in jail.
Toot, Toot, Tootsie don't cry,
Toot, Toot, Tootsie goodbye!

GRACE:
[spoken] Why do I do just as you say?
Why must I just give you your way?
...It's so scribbled I can't read it.

GUS:
[spoken] Why do I sigh? Why do I try to forget?
It must have been that something lovers call fate that kept on saying I had to wait.
I saw them all,

[singing] just couldn't fall, till we met.
It had to be you, it had to be you,
I wondered around and finally found somebody who
could make me be true, could make me be blue,
and even be glad, just to be sad, thinking of you.
Some others I've seen, might never be mean,
might never be cross, or try to be boss,
but they wouldn't do.
Nobody else gave me a thrill,
with all your faults I love you still.
It had to be you, wonderful you,
It had to be you.

ALL 4:
By the way, by the way
when we meet the preacher I'll say,
"Yes sir, that's my baby,
no sir, don't mean maybe.
Yes sir, that's my baby now."

IRENE & DONALD:
Everybody hand in hand,
swinging down the lane,
(Grace and Gus join)
everybody feeling grand,
swinging down the lane.
That's the time I miss the bliss
that we might have known,
nights like this
when I'm all alone.

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
In the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her
In the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early
In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup
at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
In the morning!

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
In the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her
In the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early
in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup
at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
Carolina in the morning!

GLORIA:
Love me or leave me, and let me be lonely.
You won't believe me and I love you only,
I'd rather be lonely then happy with somebody else.
You might find the night time the right time for kissing,
but night time is my time for just reminiscing,
regretting instead of forgetting with somebody else.
There'll be no one, unless that someone is you,
I intend to be independently blue.
I want your love, but I don't want to borrow,
to have it today and give back tomorrow.
For my love is your love,
there's no love for nobody else.

GRACE: Another bride, another June, another sunny honeymoon
GUS: Another season, another reason for makin'
GRACE:
Whoopee.
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice,
the groom is nervous,
he answers twice.

GUS: It's really killing that he's so willing
GRACE: Whoopee. Picture a little love nest down where the roses cling
GUS: And picture the same sweet love nest, *whistles* what a year can bring.
GRACE:
He's washing dishes and baby clothes,
he's so ambitious he even sews.

GUS:
So don't forget folks, that's what you get, folks,
(Grace joins) for makin' whoopee.

GRACE: Another year, or maybe less
GUS: What's this I hear?
GRACE:
Well, can't ya guess?
She feels neglected,
and he's suspected of makin' whoopee.

GUS: [spoken] Shot with my own words
GRACE: She sits alone most every night, he doesn't phone, he doesn't write!
GUS:[spoken] I was busy
GRACE: He says he's busy, but she says, "Is he?" He's makin' whoopee.
GUS: [spoken] I have to work don't I?
GRACE: [spoken]That's work?
GUS:He doesn't make much money, only five thousand per
GRACE: Some judge who thinks he's funny *laughs* says you pay six to her.
GUS: And then I say, "Judge, suppose I fail?"
GRACE: The judge says, "Budge right into jail." You better keep her.
GUS: I think it's cheaper
BOTH: than makin' whoopee.
[knock, knock, knock]
GUS: [spoken] Come in.
BUS BOY: [spoken] Aren't you folks gonna have supper?
GRACE & GUS: We're makin' whoopee.

GRACE:
No, no, Nora, nobody but you dear.
You know, Nora, your's truly is true, dear.
And would I trade you for Venus?
No, no, Nora, no, no!

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GRACE:
I'll see you in my dreams,
hold you in my dreams.
Someone took you out of my arms,
still I feel the thrill of your charms.
Lips that once were mine,
tender eyes that shine,
they will light my way tonight,
I'll see you in my dreams.GRACE:
I'll see you in my dreams,
hold you in my dreams.
Someone took you out of my arms,
still I feel the thrill of your charms.
Lips that once were mine,
tender eyes that shine,
they will light my way tonight,
I'll see you in my dreams.

GUS:
I saw your eyes,
your wonderful eyes.
My heart has taught me
their meaning.