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Dean Martin
Dean Martin


Background information
Birth name Dino Paul Crocetti
Born June 7, 1917
Born place Steubenville, Ohio, United States
Died December 25, 1995
Death place Beverly Hills, California, United States
Genre(s) Big band
Traditional pop
Country
Years active 1939—1990
Label(s) Capitol Records
Reprise Records



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Dean Martin Album


Sittin' on the Top of the World (1973)
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I'm sitting on top of the world,
Just rolling along, just rolling along.
I'm quitting the blues of the world,
Just singing a song, just singing a song.

Glory, hallelujah, I just phoned the parson,
"Hey, Par, get ready to call!"
Just like humpty dumpty,
I'm ready to fall.

I'm sitting on top of the world,
Just rolling along, just rolling along.
I'm quitting the blues of the world,
Just singing a song, just singing a song

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I wonder who's kissing her now
I wonder who's teaching her now
I wonder who's looking right smack in the eyes
Oh breathing sighs and telling lies

Well I wonder who's buying the wine
For the lips that I used to call mine
Well I wonder if she ever tells him of me
Wonder who's kissing her now

Oh I wonder who's buying the wine
For the lips that I used to call mine
Well I wonder if she ever tells him of me
I wonder who's kissing her now


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Smile though your heart is aching smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying smile what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just smile

That's the time you must keep on trying...

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Everyone knows she's a rambling rose, she's a beauty growing wild
Birds in their nests seem to whistle their best
Mother Nature's favorite child
She's got that kind of affection that just winds around your heart
You'd better run for protection or she might upset your flower cart

Hate to disclose that my rambling rose is gonna meet her Waterloo
I'll let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose to be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence round that rambling rose of mine

She's got that kind of affection that just winds around your heart
You'd better run for protection or she might upset your flower cart
Hate to disclose that my rambling rose is gonna meet her Waterloo
I'll let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do
Anyone knows you can train a rose to be a clinging vine
So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence round that rambling rose of mine

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What a day this has been what a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love
There's a smile on my face for the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love

All the music of life seems to be like a bell that is ringin' for me
And from the way that I feel when that bell starts to peal
I would swear I was falling swear I was falling almost like being in love

(What a day this has been what a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love)
Oh there's a smile on my face for the whole human race
Why it's almost like being in love

All the music of life seems to be...

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Yeah it's a good day for singin' a song
And it's a good good day for movin' along
Yeah it's a good day how could anything go wrong
A good day from morning till night

Yes it's a good day for shinin' your shoes
And it's a good good day for losin' the blues
Everything to gain and nothing to lose
Cause it's a good day from morning till night

I said to the sun good morning sun rise and shine today
You know you've got to get goin' if you're gonna make a showin'
And you know you've got the right of way

Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills
And it's a good day for curin' your ills
So take a deep breath and throw away your pills
Cause it's a good day from morning till night

(I said to the sun good morning sun rise and shine today
You know you've got to get goin' if you're gonna make a showin'
And you know you've got the right of way)

Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills...
Good day from morning till night yeah
(Good good day from morning till night)

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Every little breeze is sighin'
Of love undyin' at sundown
Every little bird is restin'
And feather nestin' at sundown.

Each little rosebud is sleeping
While shadows are creeping
In a little cottage cozy
The world seems rosy at sundown.

Where a loving smile will greet me
And always meet me at sundown
I seem to sigh I'm in heaven
When night is fallin'
And love is callin' me home.

(Every little breeze is sighin'
Of love undyin' at sundown
Every little bird is restin'
And feather nestin' at sundown.)

Each little rosebud is sleeping
While shadows are creeping
In a little cottage cozy
The world seems rosy at sundown.

Callin' me home, callin' me home...

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When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin' along along
There'll be no more sobbin' when he starts throbbin' his old sweet song
Wake up wake up you sleepy head get up get up get out of bed
Cheer up cheer up the sun is red live love laugh and be happy

What if I've been blue now I'm walkin' through fields of flowers
Rain may glisten but I still listen for hours and hours
Well I'm just a kid again doing what I did again singin' a song
When the red red robin comes bob bob bobbin' along along
What if I've been blue...

(Wake up wake up you sleepy head get up get up get out of bed
Cheer up cheer up the sun is red live love laugh and be happy)

What if I've been blue...

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You made me love you I didn't wanna do it didn't wanna do it
You made me want you all the time you knew it I guess you always knew it
You made me happy sometimes you made me glad
But there were times my darling you made me feel so bad

You made me sigh for I'm gonna tell ye didn't wanna tell ye
I want some love that's true yes I do indeed I do you know I do
Give me give me give me what I cry for
You know you got the brand of kisses that I'd die for
You know you made me love you

(You made me sigh for I didn't wanna tell ye didn't wanna tell ye
I want some love that's true yes I do indeed I do you know I do)
Oh give me give me give me what I cry for
You know you got the brand of kisses that I'd die for
You know you made me love you

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I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams
They fade and die.
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere,
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
When shadows creep,
When I'm asleep,
To lands of hope I stray!

I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams
They fade and die.
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere,
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.




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