# | Title | Principal Artiste | Composers | Lyricist / Date written | Place | Date recorded | Matrix | Label&cat.no. | Additional Information |
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948 | Judy | AL Bowlly acc. by Monia Liter (piano) | Hoagy Carmichael `28 | Sam Lerner `34 | London | August 21, 1934 | TB-1496-2 | Dec F-5188, Champion 40032 | As above |
(Hoagy Carmichael / Sam Lerner)
Al Bowlly accompanied by Monia Litter on piano
If her voice can bring
Every hope of the spring
That's Judy, my Judy
If her eyes say "yes"
But you're wrong in your guess
That's Judy, my Judy
If you hear her call
In a soft southern drawl
"Hi stranger",
That means danger
If you're smart
Watch your heart
She'll upset most any fella's apple cart
In a hundred ways
You'll be shouting her praise
She'll let you, she'll get you
When she sees you fall
She will tell you, "That's all
You wretch you", you bet you
Then you'll know all the heartaches
Of a fool, just like me
If she seems a saint
But you find that she ain't
That's Judy, sure as you're born
In a hundred ways
You'll be shouting her praise
She'll let you, she'll get you
When she sees you fall
She will tell you, "That's all
You wretch you", you bet you
Then you'll know all the heartaches
Of a fool, just like me
If she seems a saint
But you find that she ain't
That's Judy, sure as you're born