Lyrics Dardanella - Bing Crosby , Louis Armstrong , Justin Gordon , Matty Matlock
                                                Oh, 
                                                sweet 
                                                Dardanella
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                your 
                                                harem 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                lucky 
                                                fellow 
                                                to 
                                                capture 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                prize
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                Allah 
                                                knows 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                for 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                tells 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                true, 
                                                Dardanella
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                hear 
                                                my 
                                                sigh, 
                                                my 
                                                Oriental
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                sweet 
                                                Dardanella, 
                                                prepare 
                                                the 
                                                wedding 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                There'll 
                                                be 
                                                one 
                                                girl 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                harem 
                                                when 
                                                you're 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                build 
                                                    a 
                                                tent
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Orient
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                sweet 
                                                Dardanella
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                star 
                                                of 
                                                love 
                                                divine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                beside 
                                                the 
                                                Dardanella 
                                                Bay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                Oriental 
                                                breezes 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                lives 
                                                    a 
                                                lonesome 
                                                maid 
                                                Armenian
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                Dardanelles 
                                                with 
                                                glowing 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                looks 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                seas 
                                                and 
                                                sighs
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                weaves 
                                                her 
                                                love 
                                                spell 
                                                so 
                                                sirenian
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soon 
                                                    I 
                                                shall 
                                                return 
                                                to 
                                                Turkestan
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                ask 
                                                for 
                                                her 
                                                heart 
                                                and 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                sweet 
                                                Dardanella
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                your 
                                                harem 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                lucky 
                                                fellow 
                                                to 
                                                capture 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                prize
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                Allah 
                                                knows 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                for 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                tells 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                true, 
                                                Dardanella
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                hear 
                                                my 
                                                sigh, 
                                                my 
                                                Oriental
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                sweet 
                                                Dardanella, 
                                                prepare 
                                                the 
                                                wedding 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                There'll 
                                                be 
                                                one 
                                                girl 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                harem 
                                                when 
                                                you're 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                build 
                                                    a 
                                                tent
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Orient
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 And the Angels Sing
2 Angel Child
3 Angela Mia
4 A Sinner Kissed an Angel
5 I Married an Angel
6 You're Heavenly Thing
7 When Did You Leave Heaven?
8 Fools Rush In (Where Angels Fear to Tread)
9 You May Not Be an Angel, but I'll String Along with You
10 Me and Brother Bill
11 Way Down Yonder in New Orleans
12 Dardanella
13 The Preacher
14 Sugar
15 Muskrat Ramble
16 Goodnight, Angel
17 The Prisoner's Song
18 Angel
19 Little Ol' Tune
20 Bye Bye Blues
21 Let's Sing like a Dixieland Band
22 At the Jazz Band Ball
23 Rocky Mountain Moon
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