29 Feb 00 - 02:16 PM (#186888) Subject: All by myself in the morning From: Jeep man I really would like to have the lyrics and chords for this old song. circa 1920's Jim |
29 Feb 00 - 04:44 PM (#186996) Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: All by myself in the morning From: Peter T. Dredging this out of my memory (it is terrifying to think that the first time I heard this was on a Nancy Sinatra record) ALL BY MYSELF
I'm all by myself in the morning,
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29 Feb 00 - 04:49 PM (#187000) Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: All by myself in the morning From: Jeep man Thanks PeterT, Now if I can find some chords. Jim |
29 Feb 00 - 05:16 PM (#187019) Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: All by myself in the morning From: Peter T. Ella Fitzgerald does a version of this on her Irving Berlin Songbook (this is copied from a couple of Ella sites): INTRO: I'm so unhappy What'll I do? I long for somebody who Will sympathize with me I'm growing so tired of living alone I lie awake all night and cry Nobody loves me That's why --
All by myself in the morning |
01 Mar 00 - 05:06 PM (#187710) Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: All by myself in the morning From: Jeep man Still looking for guitar chords for "All by Myself" HELP!! Jim |
05 Mar 00 - 11:48 AM (#189862) Subject: Lyr/Chords Add: ALL BY MYSELF (Irving Berlin) From: Peter T. Rats. ALL BY MYSELF |
05 Mar 00 - 12:00 PM (#189870) Subject: RE: Lyr/Chords Req: All by myself in the morning From: Peter T. Phew. The perils of preformatting. One typo: there is a lower case "c" in there, which does not mean Cminor!!!!!Should just be a C. yours, Peter T. |
24 Nov 09 - 11:43 PM (#2773123) Subject: Lyr Add: ALL BY MYSELF (Irving Berlin, 1921) From: Jim Dixon From the sheet music at Indiana University: ALL BY MYSELF Irving Berlin New York: Irving Berlin Inc., copyright 1921 1. I'm so unhappy! What'll I do? I long for somebody who Will sympathize with me. I'm growing so tired of living alone. I lie awake all night and cry. Nobody loves me; that's why. CHORUS: All by myself in the morning, All by myself in the night, I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair, So unhappy there, Playing solitaire. All by myself I get lonely Watching the clock on the shelf. I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder. I hate to grow older All by myself. 2. My name and number are in the book, The one that hangs on a hook In almost ev'ry drug store. Why don't someone bother to look? My central tells me all day long: "Sorry the number is wrong." |