The Supremes Album

(Larry Morey/Frank Churchill)

Oh Mary, Cindy...
Listen, isn't that Diane?
Hey Mary, Cindy...
It is Diane.
Where are you, where are you?
Over here.
Where...?
Over here, in the magic kingdom.
Come on, come on in.
Yeah, let's go to the magic kingdom.
Right through here.

Heigh ho, heigh ho
To have some fun we go
We'll keep on singing all day long
Heigh ho, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho
For if you're feeling low
You positively can't go wrong
With a heigh, heigh ho

We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in our mine the whole day through
To dig dig dig dig dig dig dig is what we like to do
And while we dig we always sing
And when we dig there ain't a better thing
Than a tune, than a tune, you can whistle or can croon

So we dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in our mine the whole day through
To dig dig dig dig dig dig dig until it's time to quit
And then we warble down the scale
As we go marching down the trail
Right along, right along
To the rhythm of this song

Here we are!
Wow, here we are in the magic kingdom

Heigh ho, heigh ho
To make your troubles go
Just keep on singing
All day long, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho
For if you're feeling low
You positively can't go wrong
With a heigh ho, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho
To make your troubles go
Just keep on singing
All day long, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho
To keep from feeling low
You positively can't go wrong
With a heigh ho, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho
To make your troubles go
Just keep on singing
All day long, heigh ho

Heigh ho, heigh ho, heigh ho
To keep from feeling low
You positively can't go wrong
With a heigh ho, heigh ho

(Mack David/Al Hoffman/Jerry Livingstone)

A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you will lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep

Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true

No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
So dream...

[No lyrics]

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dream comes true

(If your heart is in your dream)
No request is too extreme
When you wish as dreamers do

Fate is kind (She's always kind)
She brings to those who love (Those who love)
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
When you wish upon a star
Your dream comes true

Writers Robert Sherman, Richard Sherman

Let them go, let them go
Let them try their wings
Little birds were born to fly
Not until they're home
And they miss their home
And it won't be long 'til Christmas
When the branches appear
That'll descent the air
Comes alive with frost and pine
And they'll yearn to be
By the family tree
Oh, it won't be long 'til Christmas
The years go by
And every night you'll say
Sweet dreams, sleep tight
Then there comes the day
You're forced to say
Don't forget to write
There'll be holly and popcorn and mistletoe
There'll be songs by the fireplace
Oh, it won't be long 'til Christmas
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go

(Glen McDonough/Victor Herbert)

Within the magic kingdom
There's a lot of wonderful and beautiful places
But the most beautiful and exciting of them all
Is where the little ones find their greatest happiness
In toyland
Toyland

Ooh, toyland, toyland
Dear little girl and boyland
While you dwell within it
You are ever happy then

Childhood's toyland
Wonderful world of joyland
Wouldn't it be fine
If we could stay there forever more

Toyland, toyland
We're on our way to toyland

Toyland, toyland
We're on our way to toyland
Don't know when we'll get there
But we know there's fun in store

Ooh, toyland, toyland
Wonderful girl and boyland
Once you leave it's borders
You can never return again

[No lyrics]

(Larry Morey/Frank Churchill)

When the work begins to pile up
And your temper starts to rile up
That's the time a fellow needs a song

Doctor, banker, butcher, baker
You can be a merry maker
If you keep on singing all day long
If you're hanging in suspense from eight 'till five
And you wanna keep the sense of humour alive

Just whistle while you work
Put on that grin and start right in
To whistle loud and long

Just hum a merry tune
Do your best, then take a rest
And sing yourself a song

When there's too much to do
Don't let it bother you
Forget your troubles
Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee
And whistle while you work
Come on get smart, tune up and startin' whistle while you work

Hey Mary, come on, you look a little tired
I want you to try this
OK
Golly, I'm chewin' bubblegum?

Hey Flo, come on it's your turn
Don't, come on
No, darling, I'm too busy digging this drummer

When there's too much to do
Don't let it bother you
Forget your troubles
Try to be just like a cheerful chick-a-dee

Hey, whistle while you work
Come on get smart, tune up and start to whistle while you

Hey Flo come on your turn
Mary?
Come on Florence, I'll teach you

(R. Miller/A. Miller)

In the land of make believe
Each boy and girl receive
A bag of wishes and a star

In the world of fantasy
Your heart stays young and free
And no one cares how old you are
Every girl's a princess
All her skies are blue
Every boy Prince Charming
All their dreams come true

And in the land of make believe
Your heart remains naive
And no one ever says goodbye
So if somewhere you've misplaced
Those rainbows you once chased
Believe and close your eyes
And you'll find the land of make believe

In the land of make believe
Each boy and girl receive
A bag of wishes and a star

In the world of fantasy
Your heart stays young and free
And no one cares how old you are

Every girl's a princess
All her skies are blue
Every boy Prince Charming
All their dreams come true

And in the land of make believe
Your heart remains naive
And no one ever says goodbye

So if somewhere you've misplaced
Those rainbows you once chased
Believe and close your eyes
And you'll find the land of make believe

In the land of make believe
Close your eyes
In the land of make believe
In the land of make believe
Close your eyes

(Larry Morey/Frank Churchill)

Some day my prince will come
Some day I'll find my love
And how thrilling that moment will be
When the prince of my dreams comes to me
He'll whisper "I love you"
And steal a kiss or two

Though he's far away
I'll find my love some day
Some day when my dreams
Come true

Some day I'll find my love
Someone to call my own
And I'll know him the moment we meet
For my heart will start skipping a beat
Some day we'll say and do
Things we've been longing to

Though he's far away
I'll find my love some day
Some day when my dreams
Come true

Some day my prince will come
Somewhere waiting for me
There's someone I'm longing to see
Some day my prince will come

[No lyrics]

(Ned Washington/Leigh Harline)

I've got no strings to hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings but now I'm free
There are no strings on me

I've got no strings so I have fun
And I'm not tied to anyone
How I love my liberty
There are no strings on me

Hi-ho the me-ri-o
I'm as happy as can be
And I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me

I've got no strings to hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings but now I'm free
There are no strings on me

Why does the gay little dicky bird sing
What put the zing in a butterfly's wing
What's the reason for the smile of a troubadour?

Why does the breeze have a barrel of fun?
Even the bee who's a son of a gun
All because they're free
And stringless the same as me

I've got no strings to hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings but now I'm free
There are no strings on me

I'm as happy as can be
Nothing ever worries me

I've got no strings so I have fun
And I'm not tied to anyone
How I love my liberty
There are no strings on me

There ain't no strings on me
There are no strings on me

(Richard Sherman/Robert Sherman)

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Even though the sound of it
Is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough
You'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Because I was afraid to speak
When I was just a lassy
My father gave me nose a tweak
And told me I was sassy
But then one day I learned a word
That saved me aching nose
The biggest word I ever heard
And this is how it goes:

Oh, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Even though the sound of it
Is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough
You'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

So when the cat has got your tongue
There's no need for dismay
Just summon up this word
And then you've got a lot to say
But better use it carefully
Or it can change your life
One night I said it to me guy
And now I am his wife!

She's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
No matter how you use this word

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
Expialic

(Tom Blackburn/George Bruns)

He was born on a mountain top in Tennessee
Greenest state in the Land of the Free
Raised in the woods so he knew every tree
Killed himself a bear when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the wild fronteer

He was a cardfan man
His life was worthy
He had love in his hands
And his hands were dirty
And the sky turned to fire
On the day of his birth

Now he lost his love and his grief was gall
In his heart he wanted to leave it all
And lose himself in the forest tall
But answered instead his country's call
Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the Wild Fronteer

He was a mighty big man
In a mighty big land
Had a mighty big heart
And mighty big hand
When his country called
He met the demand

Fought single-handed through the Injun War
Till the creeks was swept and peace was in store
And while he was handlin this risky chore
Made himself a legend forevermore
Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the Wild Fronteer

At night he walked to the woods alone
Winding his beard
Way back home
A hero's curse, a man alone

Looking for a place where the air smells clean
Where the tree is tall and the grass is green
Where the fish is fat in an untouched stream
And teemin' woods is a hunter's dream
Hey, Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the Wild Fronteer

He was a big, big man
Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the Wild Fronteer
He sure loved those woods
Davy, Davy Crocket
King of the Wild Fronteer
Mmm, Davy!