Hogan's Heroes Sing the Best of WWII Lyrics
"Hogan's Heroes March"
(sung
by Hogan's Heroes)
by
Jerry Fielding
Heroes, Heroes, husky men of war
Sons of all the Heroes of the war before
We're all heroes up to our ear o's
You ask the questions
We make suggestions
That's what we're heroes for
All good Heroes love a good, big fight
Open up the bomb bays brighten up the night
We earn laurels solving your quarrels
You throw the roses
We punch the noses
That's what we're heroes for
What's a Hero do?
We're never gonna tell ya
Cause we wish we knew
That's why we Heroes are so few
We've got a slogan
from Colonel Hogan
And Colonel Hogan's a Hero too
Never flinch boys never be afraid
Heroes are not born boys Heroes all are made
Ask not why boys never say die boys
Answer the call remember we'll all be Heroes forever more
"SHOO-SHOO BABY"
(sung
by Ivan Dixon)
The
Andrews Sisters
Words
and music by Phil Moore
Shoo, shoo, shoo baby
Shoo, shoo, shoo baby
Bye, bye, bye baby
Your papa's off to the seven seas
Don't cry baby
I say don't sigh baby
Bye, bye, bye baby
When I come back we'll live a life of ease(?)
It seems kinda tough now
To say goodbye this way
But papa's gotta be rough now
So that he can be sweet to you another day
Bye, bye, bye baby
Don't cry baby
Shoo, shoo, shoo baby
Your papa's off to the seven seas
It seems kinda tough now
To say goodbye this way
But papa's gotta be rough now
So that he can be sweet to you another day
Bye, bye, bye baby
Don't cry baby
Shoo, shoo, shoo baby
Your papa's off to the seven seas
Say your papa's off to the seven seas
"Don't Sit Under The
Apple Tree "
(sung by Robert Clary)
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me.
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me,
Till I come marching home
Don't go walking down Lovers' Lane
With anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me.
No! No! No! No!
Don't go walking down Lovers' Lane
With anyone else but me,
Till I come marching home
I just got word from the guy
Who heard from the guy next door to me.
The girl he met just loves to pet
And it fits you to a tee.
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me
Till I come marching home.
I told the gang
that her whole shebang (?)
but you were sweet and true (?)
I ran right out and came right back
With a photograph of you
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me,
Till I come marching home.
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me,
Anyone else but me.
"Praise the Lord and
Pass the Ammunition"
(sung
by Ivan Dixon & The Heroes)
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition and we'll all stay free!
Praise the Lord and swing into position!
Can't afford to sit around a wishin'
Praise the Lord we're all between perdition
and the deep blue sea!
Yes the sky pilot said it
And you've got to give him credit
for a son - of - gun - of - a - gunner was he,
He said - Praise the Lord we're on a mighty mission!
All aboard, we're not a - goin' fishin;
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition and we'll all stay free!
Yes the sky pilot said it
And you've got to give him credit
for a son-of-gun-of-a-gunner was he,
Praise the Lord we're on a mighty mission!
All aboard, we're not a-goin' fishin;
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition and we'll all stay free!
"This is the Army, Mr. Jones"
(sung by Hogan's Heroes)
by
Irving Berlin
This is the Army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast in bed before
But you won't have it there any more
This is the Army, Mister Green
We like the barracks nice and clean
You had a housemaid to clean your floor
But she won't help you out any more
Do what the buglers command
They're in the Army and not in a band
This is the Army, Mister Brown
You and your baby went to town
She had you worried but this is war
And she won't worry you anymore
Do what the buglers command
They're in the Army and not in a band
This is the Army, Mister Brown
You and your baby went to town
She had you worried but this is war
And she won't worry you anymore
This is the Army, Mister Jones
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast in bed before
But you won't have it there any more
"Nightingale Sang in Berkley Square"
(sung by Richard Dawson and Larry
Hovis)
Includes Larry Hovis as Carter
and Richard Dawson as Peter Newkirk
That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear,
That when you turned and smiled at me,
A nightingale sang in Berkley Square.
The moon that lingered over London town,
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love,
The whole darn world seemed upside down.
The streets of town were paved with stars,
It was such a romantic affair.
And as we kissed and said goodnight,
A nightingale sang in Berkley Square.
How strange it was, how sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy, night we met
When a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
This heart of mine beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
For we were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
When dawn came stealing up all gold and blue
To interrupt our rendezvous
I still remember how you smiled and said
"Was that a dream or was it true?"
Our homeward step was just as light
As the dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
"Lili Marlene"
(sung by Larry Hovis)
Underneath the lamp post, by the barrack gate
Standing all alone, every night you'll see her wait
She waits for a boy who marched away
and though he's gone, she hears him say
Oh promise to be true, fare the well Lili Marlene
Till I come back to you, fare the well Lili Marlene
Underneath the lamp post, by the barrack gate
Standing all alone, every night you'll see her wait
For this is the place, a vow was made
And breezes sing her serenade
Oh promise you'll be true, fare the well Lili Marlene
Till I come back to you, fare the well Lili Marlene
"The Last Time I Saw Paris"
(sung by Robert Clary)
1. A lady known as Paris, romantic and charming,
Has left her old companions and faded from view.
Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain.
Her streets are where they were, but there's no sign of her,
She has left the Seine.
chorus:
The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay,
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café.
The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees,
And birds found songs to sing.
I dodged the same old taxi-cabs that I had dodged for years;
The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears.
The last time I saw Paris, her heart was young and gay.
No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way.
2. I think of happy hours and people who shared them,
Old women selling flowers in markets at dawn.
Children who applauded Punch and Judy in the park,
And those who danced at night and kept their Paris bright
Till the town went dark.
"Spring Will Be a Little Late
This Year"
(sung by Larry Hovis)
Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving
In my lonely room over here
For you have left me
And where is our April of old
Yes you have left me
And winter continues cold
As if to say that spring will be
A little slow to start
A little slow reviving
That music it made in my heart
For time heals all things
So I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring
Will be a little late this year
Yes time heals all things
So I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring
Will be a little late this year
"This Is Worth Fighting For"
(sung by Richard Dawson)
I saw a peaceful, old valley
With a carpet of corn for a floor
And I heard a voice within me whisper
This is worth fighting for
I saw a quaint, little cottage
And a river that flowed by the door
And I heard this voice within me whisper
This is worth fighting for
Didn't I build that cottage
Didn't I plant that corn
Didn't my folks before me
Fight for this country before I was born
And I gathered my loved ones around me
And I gazed at each face I adored
And then I heard my voice within me
And so, this, this is worth fighting for!
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