Never Let Your Left Hand Know What Your Right Hand's Doin' .......... Louis Jordan

Changes .......... Bobby Short

Life Is So Peculiar .......... Louis Jordan, Louis Armstrong

The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire) .......... Ray Charles

For Annette & Warren

A Promise In The Air

Waiting For That Day

Anxiety And Joy

Piano Solo

Sentimental Walk

Journey Of Love

Return

Finding Each Other Again

Love Affair (End Credit)

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Louis Armstrong & Louis Jordan (1928) (3'22)

Written by: Johnny Burke/Jimmy Van Heusen

<Notes: No marks=Armstong; (..)=Jordan; {..}=Both>

(Scat)
Oh life {is so peculiar}, (you get so wet in the rain), You know it too? (mm-hmm).
You get so warm in the sunshine, (Get my sun tan) (It doesn't pay to complain), I never compain.
When I get up each morning, there's nothing to breathe but air, (Yeah)
(And when I look in the mirror, there's nothing to comb but hair),
And when I sit down to breakfast, there's nothing to eat but food,
{Life is so peculiar but you can't stay home and brood}.
Oh, life(Tell 'em about it pops) is so peculiar, the desert has only got sand, (And that's grand).

The oceans only got water,(And you can't drink it all up), you never know where you stand.
(When I get out to dinner, there's nothing to wear but clothes),
(Whenever I get sleepy, there's nothing to do but doze), Yeah
(Whenever I get thirsty, there's nothing to do but drink),
{Life is no peculiar that it makes you stop and think},
Yes, life (boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa), is so peculiar, (It sure is).

A fork belongs with the knife (It sure does)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage), I love cabbage, a husband should have a wife,
(Yes), {life is so peculiar, but as everybody says}.
{That's life}.

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(Life), Yes life (it's so peculiar), a-hugh (a bird can usually sing). A bird, I do too.
(A pearl is made by an oyster), New Orleans? .. (Rampart Street)
(You can't be sure of a thing)
When I get tired of restin' there's nothing to do but walk (walk it off pop).
And when I don't care to listen there's nothing to do but talk (keep you big mouth shut).
When I'm up in the airplane there's nothing to do but fly (mm-hmm)
{Life is so peculiar but I often wonder why}
Oh, life, {boop-a-doo-wa-boo-waa}, is so peculiar, (sure is),
A fork belongs with a knife you know, (mm-mm)
(Corn beef is lost without cabbage), leftover cabbage? (Yeah).
A husband should have a wife.
(Yeah), {life is so peculiar, but what everybody says that's life}. One more for me Jim ... {that's life}.
Let me hear it one time ... {that's life}.
All together ... {That's life}, yeaaah.

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way;
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh.
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Christmas to you

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