Karaoké Put On Your Sunday Clothes - Hello, Dolly! (film) (Michael Crawford & Barbra Streisand)

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Put On Your Sunday Clothes rendu célèbre par Hello, Dolly! (film)

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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 115 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Fa, Mi♭, Do, Ré♭, Ré, Sol, Si♭

Durée : 05:35 - Extrait à : 02:03

Date de sortie : 1969
Styles : Musique de films et séries TV, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Jerry Herman

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Paroles Put On Your Sunday Clothes

Out there
There's a world outside of Yonkers
Way out there beyond this hick town Barnaby
There's a slick town Barnaby
Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
Close your eyes and see it glisten Barnaby
Listen Barnaby
Put on your Sunday clothes
There's lots of world out there
Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars
We're gonna find adventure in the evenin' air
Girls in white in a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars
Put on your Sunday clothes
We're gonna ride through town in one of those new horsedrawn open cars
We'll see the shows at Delmonicos and we'll close the town in a whirl and we won't come home until we've kissed a girl
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn around
That Sunday shine is a certain sign that you feel as fine as you look
Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile
Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile that makes you feel brand new down to your toes that makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
Your beads and buckles and bows
For there's no Blue Monday in your Sunday
For there's no Blue Monday in your Sunday
No Monday in your Sunday
No Monday in your Sunday
No Monday in your
No Monday in your
Sunday clothes
Sunday clothes
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about seem to turn about
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That Sunday shine is a certain sign that you feel as fine as you look that you feel as fine as you look
Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile that makes you feel brand new down to your toes
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your beads and buckles
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows and bows
For there's no Blue Monday
For there's no Blue Monday in your Sunday clothes in your Sunday clothes
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn around
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That Sunday shine is a certain sign that you feel as fine as you look that you feel as fine as you look
Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song
Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
Get out your slickers
Your flannel knickers
Get out your slickers
Your flannel knickers
Your red suspenders and hose
Your red suspenders and hose
For there's no Blue Monday
For there's no Blue Monday in your Sunday clothes in your Sunday clothes
Ermengarde keep smilin'
No man wants a little ninny
Ambrose do a turn
Let me see
Mister Hackl, Mister Tucker
Don't forget Irene and Minnie
Just forget you ever heard a word from me
All aboard
All aboard
All aboard
All aboard
All aboard
All aboard, all aboard, all aboard
All aboard
Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
We're gonna find adventure
We're gonna find adventure in the evenin' air in the evenin' air
To town we'll trot to a smokey spot where the girls are hot as a fuse
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned-up cuff
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned-up cuff
We'll wear a handmade gray suede buttoned glove
We'll wear a handmade gray suede buttoned glove
You're gonna take New York by storm
We'll join the Astors at Tony Pastor's
We'll join the Astors at Tony Pastor's and this I'm positive of and this I'm positive of
That we won't come home
No we won't come home
That we won't come home
No we won't come home
No we won't come home until we fall in
No we won't come home until we fall in
Love
Love

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