Jimmy Kennedy OBE ( 20 July 1902 – 6 April 1984) was an Irish songwriter.
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Let's all sing the barmaid's song, Time gentlemen, please. Every night we hear this refrain, Every night at 11 o'clock We hear it once again!
Time to fly away, Gentlemen, please. Fly away into the abyss, Every night at 9 o'clock We fly into the night once again!
She was sweet as a rose at the dawning, But somehow fate hadn't meant her for me; Though I sailed with the tide in the morning, Still my heart's on the Isle of Capri.
If you go down in the woods today You're sure of a big surprise. If you go down in the woods today You'd better go in disguise. For ev'ry bear that ever there was Will gather there for certain, because Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.
My prayer is to linger with you At the end of the day in a dream that's divine; My prayer is a rapture in blue With the world far away and your lips close to mine.
Red sails in the sunset, Way out on the sea, Oh carry my loved one Home safely to me.
This sad reality, To know it couldn't be, That's Portugal and love in April! The music and the wine convinced me you were mine, But it was just the spring fooling me.
South of the border, down Mexico way. That's where I fell in love where stars above, came out to play. And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray South of the border, down Mexico way.
We're going to hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line. Have you any dirty washing, mother dear? We're gonna hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line. 'Cause the washing day is here.
How could I help if tears were starting? Goodbye to tender nights beside the silv'ry sea. I longed to hold you near and kiss you just once more, But you were on the ship and I was on the shore.
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam. Why they changed it I can't say; People just liked it better that way. Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks!
Misattributed [ edit ]
You put your right arm in, Your right arm out In, out, in, out and shake it all about. You do the hokey cokey and you turn around, And that's what it's all about.
Song The Hokey Cokey (actually by Al Tabor).
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