A Feather In Her Tyrolean Hat 1936 Gracie Fields

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 25 April 2011
2011

I walk'd in the park one morning,
A Sunday in early Spring,
I felt that romance was dawning
and I wish'd I could have my fling.
Then I saw my ideal
and I wondered if she could be real.

She was small and neat
and her smile was sweet
no wonder that I fell flat.
For she look'd so fair on her tup'ny chair
with a Feather in her Tyrolean hat.
Oh, my knees were weak
tho' I longed to speak
as there in the park we sat,
Yes, I lost my heart for she look'd so smart
with a feather in her Tyrolean hat!
So I yodelled: "Yooralyatee!"
I thought she was some Swiss miss you see,
but she answer'd:
"You're a liar too! Yohoho
and the same to you
Then we fell in love
and I'm dreaming of
a nice little two room flat,
and a bride who's dressed
in her Sunday best
with a feather
in her Tyrolean hat.

She was small and neat
and her smile was sweet
no wonder that I fell flat.
For she look'd so fair on her tup'ny chair
with a Feather in her Tyrolean hat.
Oh, my knees were weak
tho' I longed to speak
as there in the park we sat,
Yes, I lost my heart for she look'd so smart
with a feather in her Tyrolean hat!
So I yodelled: "Yooralyatee!"
I thought she was some Swiss miss you see,
but she answer'd:
"You're a liar too! Yohoho
and the same to you
Then we fell in love
and I'm dreaming of
a nice little two room flat,
and a bride who's dressed
in her Sunday best
with a feather
in her Tyrolean hat.

And I've got a date next Friday
to meet her at half past eight.
The stars say that Friday's my day
for it's then I shall know my fate.
In a Swiss café we'll dine,
and I'll yodel:
"Won't you please be mine?"

She was small and neat
and her smile was sweet
no wonder that I fell flat.
For she look'd so fair on her tup'ny chair
with a Feather in her Tyrolean hat.
Oh, my knees were weak
tho' I longed to speak
as there in the park we sat,
Yes, I lost my heart for she look'd so smart
with a feather in her Tyrolean hat!
So I yodelled: "Yooralyatee!"
I thought she was some Swiss miss you see,
but she answer'd:
"You're a liar too! Yohoho
and the same to you
Then we fell in love
and I'm dreaming of
a nice little two room flat,
and a bride who's dressed
in her Sunday best
with a feather
in her Tyrolean hat.

She was small and neat
and her smile was sweet
no wonder that I fell flat.
For she look'd so fair on her tup'ny chair
with a Feather in her Tyrolean hat.
Oh, my knees were weak
tho' I longed to speak
as there in the park we sat,
Yes, I lost my heart for she look'd so smart
with a feather in her Tyrolean hat!
So I yodelled: "Yooralyatee!"
I thought she was some Swiss miss you see,
but she answer'd:
"You're a liar too! Yohoho
and the same to you
Then we fell in love
and I'm dreaming of
a nice little two room flat,
and a bride who's dressed
in her Sunday best
with a feather
in her Tyrolean hat.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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A Feather In Her Tyrolean Hat 1936 Gracie Fields
by Annette Mills
© MCMXXXVI by Campbell, Connolly & Co.Ltd. London WC2
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 25 April 2011 at 16.35
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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