Dinah Songtext
von Danny Kaye
Dinah Songtext
Very pretty. I should like to delve into the Slavic mood and do a
Song that my father wrote for me when he was nine weeks old. He used
To take me on his knee and say, "Kolya, my little gypsy, it′s time
For you to become a man. Time for you to go out in the world and
Learn the facts of life." So I packed my little karzink and I left
I wandered over hills and dales, small villages and pretty cities
And then I met my first womans. She was gorgeous, sensationally
Beautiful. When she walked was like a little gazelle
Strolling in the pastures. And when she spoke, her
Voice, her voice was like the voice of angels. Soft and
Mellow! She used to croon this plaintive gypsy melody
Dina
Is there anyone finer
In the state of Carolina?
If there is and you know her
Show her to me, oh Dina
With her Dixie eyes blazing
How I love to sit and gazing
To the ease of Dina Lee
I know death every night
Oh, why do I shake with fright?
Because my Dina might
Change her mind about me
Hey, hey, Pap's blue ribbon Dina
If she want me to China
I would hop that ocean liner
Just to be with her
Song that my father wrote for me when he was nine weeks old. He used
To take me on his knee and say, "Kolya, my little gypsy, it′s time
For you to become a man. Time for you to go out in the world and
Learn the facts of life." So I packed my little karzink and I left
I wandered over hills and dales, small villages and pretty cities
And then I met my first womans. She was gorgeous, sensationally
Beautiful. When she walked was like a little gazelle
Strolling in the pastures. And when she spoke, her
Voice, her voice was like the voice of angels. Soft and
Mellow! She used to croon this plaintive gypsy melody
Dina
Is there anyone finer
In the state of Carolina?
If there is and you know her
Show her to me, oh Dina
With her Dixie eyes blazing
How I love to sit and gazing
To the ease of Dina Lee
I know death every night
Oh, why do I shake with fright?
Because my Dina might
Change her mind about me
Hey, hey, Pap's blue ribbon Dina
If she want me to China
I would hop that ocean liner
Just to be with her
Writer(s): Harry Akst, Joseph Young, Samuel M. Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

