Grab your coat and get your hat
Leave your worries on the doorstep
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street

Can't you hear the pitter-pat
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be complete
On the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade
But I'm not afraid...this rover's crossed over

If I never had a cent
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street

Now if I never made one cent
I'll still be rich as Rockefeller
There will be gold dust at my feet
On the sunny
On the sunny, sunny side of the street

On The Sunny Side of The Street ~ Jo Stafford & The Pied Pipers

I see you smile and wave hello
While something creeps beneath our feet
You paint your lips and powder your nose
But can't you feel that steady beat?
They're moving through the spaces small
Behind the pretty things we say
Oh honey, can't you hear them crawl?
While we just dance the night away
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But I can see the undertow
La da da da, oh no
There's something you should know
La da da da, below...la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
You read the papers, trust the news
And tell me everything's just fine
But I can smell what they produce
When honest voices cross the line
The pretty faces on the screen
Keep telling you to close your eyes
But darling, nothing's what it seems
Behind their carefully crafted lies]
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But I can see the undertow
La da da da, oh no
There's something you should know
La da da da, below...la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
They take a little here
And a little there
Till you wake up one day
And there's nothing left to share
Oh, the silence that we keep
Makes the darkness grow so deep
Mmm mmm mmm
So listen close, my sweet naive
Before they steal what matters most
The freedom that we both believe
Will vanish like a morning ghost
I'm not the crazy one, you see
I'm just the one who speaks the truth
About what's stalking you and me
From basement up through every roof
There's poison in the water, baby
Seeping through the cracks so slow
And you keep saying "maybe, maybe"
But now you feel the undertow
La da da da, you know
There's something down below
la de da la de da
The rats below
Mmm, can you hear them now?
la da da de da
la da da de da la de da la de da
la de da la de da
Oh darling
la da da de da
la da da de da la de da ....

🌹Thanks to the players from H.C. and Del's studio

All Rights held by songwriter Edwin H. Balder. 

Be sure to visit Tina's playlist here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/tina-talone-may-this-kind-of?si=c962a19838244cafab03c08ba110c75f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

And Tina's new music video here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TZvNm4nfdQ

Poison In The Water  by 🌹Tina Talone🌹

Ophelia Mulch (1912–unknown)
Born in Rockford, Illinois, Ophelia Mulch was a small-town girl with a big-city voice. After performing in church choirs and local radio programs, she moved to Chicago in 1935, finding her way into the smoky nightclubs of State Street and the speakeasies that survived Prohibition. Known for her haunting mezzo-soprano and her signature song “The Fast Lane” which she recorded as a 78 rpm single for the short-lived Lakefront Records in 1938. The record never charted, and within a year, Ophelia vanished from public life.

Some say she married a steelworker and settled quietly in Gary, Indiana. Others claim she disappeared en route to a booking in St. Louis, leaving her gown hanging in a hotel wardrobe. Her lone recording, long out of print, resurfaced in a collector’s archive in the late 1990s—its label cracked but her voice still luminous, as if she were singing from behind a veil of time.

Bye Bye Blackbird

Peggy Lee