Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers Harry Connick Jr.

The toy shop door is locked up tight And everything is quiet for the night When suddenly the clock strikes twelve The fun's begun The dolls are in their best arrayed There's going to be a wonderful

That Party Harry Connick Jr.

Went to a little get-together With some old friends Not much has changed Since the last time I saw them There's a chicken in uniform Wooden leg and a matchstick arm Saying: left my wing back on the farm

Bourbon Street Parade Harry Connick Jr.

Let’s ride down Or fly down To New Orleans That city So pretty Historic scenes And I’ll take you Parade you Down Bourbon Street For you see all the hot spots Give me all the big shots Down on

Here Comes The Big Parade Harry Connick Jr.

Step aside The crew's gonna take a ride Better stand behind the barricade Here comes, here comes, here comes The big parade So make way That's what the captain say Down St.

Here comes The big parade Harry Connick. Jr

Step aside Step aside The krewe's gonna take a ride Better stand behind the barricade Here comes, here comes, here comes The big parade So make way So make way That's what the captain say Down

Light The Way Harry Connick Jr.

Light the way, light the way, light the way Light the way the people say We are made the parade for today Oh Mister Flambo light the way Do that fine second line to the beat We are dancing in the street

Muskrat Ramble Harry Connick Jr.

I look at them shuffle and the shuffle come down Ramblin' and scramblin' and a-headin' for town Hoppin' and boppin' and a-buzzin' around Happily awaitin' at the station I look at that train number 709

The Very Thought of You Harry Connick Jr.

The very thought of you and I forget to do The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do I'm living in a kind of daydream I'm happy as a king And foolish though it may seem To me that's everything

A Spoonful Of Sugar Harry Connick Jr.

In ev'ry job that must be done There is an element of fun you find the fun and snap! The job's a game In ev'ry task you undertake Becomes a piece of cake A lark! A spree!

Stardust Harry Connick Jr.

And now the purple dust of twilight time Steals across the meadow of myheart. Highup in the sky, thelittle stars climb, Always reminding me that we're apart.

Merry Old Land of Oz Harry Connick Jr.

Ha - ha - ha, Ho - ho - ho - And a couple of tra - la - las That''s how we laugh the day away, In the Merry Old Land of Oz!

Eyes Of The Seeker Harry Connick Jr.

older than me But the eyes of the seeker Are the ones that see Old man with a new brown bag Washed away his home Hung over the nag Threw the ring in the river At the end of the street Then he laid on down

The Happy Elf Harry Connick Jr.

Seven days a week Ev'ry week of the month And ev'ry month of the year He's got us making presents And I'm happy Ev'ry girl and boy Gets their own kind of toy We like to fill 'em with joy We're

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Harry Connick Jr.

Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and file gumbo

My Time of Day / I've Never Been In Love Before Harry Connick Jr.

My time of day is the dark time A couple of deals before dawn When the street belongs to the cop And the janitor with the mop And the grocery clerks are all gone.

My Time Of Day/I've Never Been In Love Before Harry Connick Jr.

My time of day is the dark time A couple of deals before dawn When the street belongs to the cop And the janitor with the mop And the grocery clerks are all gone.

Love For Sale Harry Connick Jr.

When the only sound on the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this

Star Turtle 1 Harry Connick Jr.

Star Turtle 1 Harry Connick, Jr.

On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe Harry Connick Jr.

Do you hear that whistle down the line?

O Little Town of Bethlehem Harry Connick Jr.

O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in they dark streets shineth The everlasting light The hopes and fears of all

The Christmas Waltz Harry Connick Jr.

Frosted windowpanes Candles gleaming inside Painted candy canes on the tree Santa's on his way He's filled his sleigh with things Things for you and for me It's that time of year When the world

Mary's Little Boy Child Harry Connick Jr.

Long time ago in Bethlehem So the Holy Nible say Mary's boy child Jesus Christ Was born on Christmas day Hark now hear the angels sing A new king born today And man will live forevermore Because

Follow The Music Further Harry Connick Jr.

They tried to conquer the world with science And medieval self-reliance Neither of which behoove All that's of concern Is a groove They tried to conquer the world with blinding flash Instead reduced it

Frosty the Snowman Harry Connick Jr.

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say He was made of snow but the children know

To Love The Language Harry Connick Jr.

I is just what I was And am ain't who I be To love the language You got to be born On the banks of the Mississippi Ax' ya x what talks in tongues Say: never mo' neither me To love the language You got

Basin Street Blues (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

Basin Street is the street Where all the white and the black folk meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams You never know how much it seems Not just how much it really means I'm glad to be, yessirree

Between us Harry Connick Jr.

Between Us Took a midnight train Headed way back east Left behind some pain In hopes of finding some peace Fortunately caught one Bound for my old neighborhood Either way, between us, it's good

I Wonder as I Wander Harry Connick Jr.

I wonder as I wander out under the sky How Jesus the savior did come to die To save lowly people like you and like I I wonder as I wander out under the sky <Interlude> Sweet Mary laid Jesus

The Jitterbug Harry Connick Jr.

Who''s that hiding in the tree top? It''s that rascal, The Jitterbug! Should you catch him buzzing ''round you, Keep away from, The Jitterbug! Oh!

I'll Only Miss Her (When I Think Of Her) Harry Connick Jr.

I`ll Only Miss Her (When I Think Of Her) Harry Connick,Jr I'll only miss her when I think of her And I'll think of her all the time Likely I'll spend my days hearing her turn of a phrase Things I found

On The Street Where You Live Harry Connick Jr.

I have often walked down this street before But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I several stories high Knowing I'm on the street where you liveAre there lilac trees in

Tangerine Harry Connick Jr.

South American stories tell of a girl who's quite a dream The beauty of her race Though you'll doubt all the stories and think the tales are just a bit extreme Wait till you see her faceOoh, Tangerine,

What Child Is This? Harry Connick Jr.

What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard And angels

It's Time Harry Connick Jr.

It's time to admit you love me The flush of your cheek betrays I hear a sigh in your voice Your every word conveysIt's time to admit you love me I feel the weight of your gaze The smile that's mine alone

My Prayer Harry Connick Jr.

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.

But Not For Me Harry Connick Jr.

They''re writing songs of love, But not for me The lucky star''s above, But not for me.

Booker Harry Connick Jr.

He won't need a cell He has the key There's no harsher sentence The man's doin life in the first degree Some people seek to set blame Some just accept their part And now you know why Booker died of a broken

There's No Business Like Show Business Harry Connick Jr.

The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Are secretly unhappy men because The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk Get paid for what they do but no applause They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs

The Last Payday Harry Connick Jr.

Danny was an old-time Bourbon Street barker Who wanted the same as Charlie Parker And always cued-up a ball Thinking he was one rack away But even when you run the table The check still seems small When

I Could Write A Book Harry Connick Jr.

<< I Could Write A Book >> --- Harry Connick, Jr.

(They Long To Be) Close To You Harry Connick Jr.

Why do birds suddenly appear Every time you are near Just like me, they long to be close to you Why do stars fall down from the sky every time You walk by Just like me, they long to be close to you

Recipe For Love Harry Connick Jr.

Recipe For Love-Harry Connick Jr.

Yes We Can Can Harry Connick Jr.

Now's the time for all good men to get together with one another. We got to iron out our problems and iron out our quarrels and try to live as brothers.

Golden Ticket / I Want it Now Harry Connick Jr.

I've got a golden sun up in the sky. I never thought I'd see the day when I would face the world and say, "Good morning. Look at the sun."

Honestly Now (Safety's Just Danger...Out Of Place) Harry Connick Jr.

stand for something Or you get knocked down for nothing Sister don't ache too soon I thought it was understood By everyone in this room Who'd ever come up short or won a race Safety's just danger ...out of

First Time Ever I Saw Your Face Harry Connick Jr.

The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes The moon and stars were the gift you gave To the dark and the endless skies, my love The first time ever I kissed your mouth

A Blessing And A Curse Harry Connick Jr.

I forget what happens on the Fourth of July Or when the rent is due Dates and deadlines just float by But I always remember youWhat Colombus set out to discover Isabelle already knew There'll be horizons

Didn't He Ramble (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut him downHe rambled through the city He rambled through the

I'll Only Miss Her (When I Think Of Her) (Album Version) Harry Connick Jr.

I'll only miss her when I think of her And I'll think of her all the time Likely I'll spend my days hearing her turn of a phrase Things I found hard to praise, right now, would seem sublimeAnd the truth

She Harry Connick, Jr

Lay a hand Upon the water Well within, well within Wash away To fair morrow Ride ahead, ride ahead Make your mark Upon the rock For another one Ashes tell tales Fire gives faith Burn it up