You Go To My Head 1938 Judy Garland Vs2

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 31Jan2017
2017

You go to my head,
And you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne.

You go to my head
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two.

The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself:
get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it can never be?

You go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Tho I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance
in this crazy romance,
You go to my head,
You go to my head.

You go to my head,
And you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne.

You go to my head
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two.

The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself:
get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it can never be?

You go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Tho I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance
in this crazy romance,
You go to my head,
You go to my head.

You go to my head,
And you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning round in my brain
Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne.

You go to my head
Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew
And I find the very mention of you
Like the kicker in a julep or two.

The thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea casts a spell over me
Still I say to myself:
get a hold of yourself
Can't you see that it can never be?

You go to my head
With smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand Julys
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Tho I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance
in this crazy romance,
You go to my head,
You go to my head.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
synth str
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You Go To My Head 1938 Judy Garland Vs2
Music by J. Fred Coots
Lyrics by Haven Gillespie
© 1938
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It took this song some two years before finding a publisher in 1938.
American radio stations at that time had a strict ruling against
any reference to an alcoholic beverage and here was a lyric
dealing with the heady effects of no less than three. But the
song became a hit despite the radio ban.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 30 May 2012 at 21.29
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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second version in Eb added on 31 January 2017
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James Pitt-Payne