Everybody Sing Lyrics
| Song | Everybody Sing |
| Artist | Judy Garland |
| Album | 100 Hits Legends - Judy Garland |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Arthur Freed Music：Nacio Herb Brown | |
| When the whole world seems wrong | |
| just learn the words of a simple song, | |
| of blue skies above, | |
| be a troubadour and all is love. | |
| When April showers stray | |
| the silver lining will come they say, | |
| and singin' in the rain's the thing | |
| that those happy days again will bring. | |
| So, everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody's gay, everybody's gay! | |
| Oh, say can't you hear the orchestra play? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start! | |
| You can't go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| get happy, everybody sing. | |
| Yeah, everybody sing, come on now, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody's gay, everybody's gay! | |
| Oh, say can't you hear la-da-de-oo-de-lay-de-lay-o? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can't go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, come on now get into that swing | |
| Go Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Sing before breakfast, help the birdies along. | |
| Before you have your buttered toast, have a song. | |
| Sing before breakfast, never quiet a thing. | |
| Before you eat your shredded wheat, sing, sing, sing! | |
| Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye | |
| four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie. | |
| When the pie was opened and set before the king, | |
| four and twenty blackbirds started into sing. | |
| Sing a melody of love, a song will win your lady fair. | |
| Sing a song that mentions love and you will yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi. | |
| Sing a song of cheer again, | |
| the skies above will be clear again, | |
| those happy days are here again, | |
| sing a song of cheer again. | |
| If you worry, if you fret, if you're getting deep in debt, | |
| let your frown turn summerset, get yourself a good quartet. | |
| In the evening by the moonlight | |
| you can hear those darkies singin'. | |
| Sing good, sing bad, | |
| Sing loud, sing soft, | |
| Sing sweet, sing hot, | |
| Sing! | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody's gay, everybody's gay! | |
| Oh, say can't you hear la-da-de-oo-de-lay-de-lay-o? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can't go wrong with a song in your heart | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| Go Do Re Me Fa So La Si Do | |
| Get Happy, get happy | |
| amd everybody sing! |
| Lyrics: Arthur Freed Music: Nacio Herb Brown | |
| When the whole world seems wrong | |
| just learn the words of a simple song, | |
| of blue skies above, | |
| be a troubadour and all is love. | |
| When April showers stray | |
| the silver lining will come they say, | |
| and singin' in the rain' s the thing | |
| that those happy days again will bring. | |
| So, everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear the orchestra play? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start! | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| get happy, everybody sing. | |
| Yeah, everybody sing, come on now, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear ladadeoodelaydelayo? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, come on now get into that swing | |
| Go Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Sing before breakfast, help the birdies along. | |
| Before you have your buttered toast, have a song. | |
| Sing before breakfast, never quiet a thing. | |
| Before you eat your shredded wheat, sing, sing, sing! | |
| Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye | |
| four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie. | |
| When the pie was opened and set before the king, | |
| four and twenty blackbirds started into sing. | |
| Sing a melody of love, a song will win your lady fair. | |
| Sing a song that mentions love and you will yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi. | |
| Sing a song of cheer again, | |
| the skies above will be clear again, | |
| those happy days are here again, | |
| sing a song of cheer again. | |
| If you worry, if you fret, if you' re getting deep in debt, | |
| let your frown turn summerset, get yourself a good quartet. | |
| In the evening by the moonlight | |
| you can hear those darkies singin'. | |
| Sing good, sing bad, | |
| Sing loud, sing soft, | |
| Sing sweet, sing hot, | |
| Sing! | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear ladadeoodelaydelayo? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| Go Do Re Me Fa So La Si Do | |
| Get Happy, get happy | |
| amd everybody sing! |
| Lyrics: Arthur Freed Music: Nacio Herb Brown | |
| When the whole world seems wrong | |
| just learn the words of a simple song, | |
| of blue skies above, | |
| be a troubadour and all is love. | |
| When April showers stray | |
| the silver lining will come they say, | |
| and singin' in the rain' s the thing | |
| that those happy days again will bring. | |
| So, everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear the orchestra play? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start! | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| get happy, everybody sing. | |
| Yeah, everybody sing, come on now, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear ladadeoodelaydelayo? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart. | |
| Everybody sing, come on now get into that swing | |
| Go Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Sing before breakfast, help the birdies along. | |
| Before you have your buttered toast, have a song. | |
| Sing before breakfast, never quiet a thing. | |
| Before you eat your shredded wheat, sing, sing, sing! | |
| Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye | |
| four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie. | |
| When the pie was opened and set before the king, | |
| four and twenty blackbirds started into sing. | |
| Sing a melody of love, a song will win your lady fair. | |
| Sing a song that mentions love and you will yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi. | |
| Sing a song of cheer again, | |
| the skies above will be clear again, | |
| those happy days are here again, | |
| sing a song of cheer again. | |
| If you worry, if you fret, if you' re getting deep in debt, | |
| let your frown turn summerset, get yourself a good quartet. | |
| In the evening by the moonlight | |
| you can hear those darkies singin'. | |
| Sing good, sing bad, | |
| Sing loud, sing soft, | |
| Sing sweet, sing hot, | |
| Sing! | |
| Everybody sing, everybody sing! | |
| Let the sound of your voice turn winter to spring. | |
| Everybody' s gay, everybody' s gay! | |
| Oh, say can' t you hear ladadeoodelaydelayo? | |
| Everybody sing, everybody start. | |
| You can' t go wrong with a song in your heart | |
| Everybody sing, get into the swing, | |
| Go Do Re Me Fa So La Si Do | |
| Get Happy, get happy | |
| amd everybody sing! |
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