Richard Rodgers Songtext
von Barbra Streisand
Richard Rodgers Songtext
The fame of the next composer
Has spread from Oklahoma (yeah) to the South Pacific
And his music has accompanied the carousel at every state fair
And it is no pipe dream to say that he has given "The Sound of Music" An international flavor, and I say this with no strings attached
The three R′s, the three R's of ASCAP
Are not reading, writing and ′rithmetic'
But Rodgers, Rodgers, Rodgers
The sweetest sounds, she's ever made are still inside her head
The best reviews, she′s ever had are waiting to be read
Notes that issue from her throat would still be lovely things
And the world will know its happiest times
When wondrous Barbra sings
Whenever Barbra, our Barbra sings
Has spread from Oklahoma (yeah) to the South Pacific
And his music has accompanied the carousel at every state fair
And it is no pipe dream to say that he has given "The Sound of Music" An international flavor, and I say this with no strings attached
The three R′s, the three R's of ASCAP
Are not reading, writing and ′rithmetic'
But Rodgers, Rodgers, Rodgers
The sweetest sounds, she's ever made are still inside her head
The best reviews, she′s ever had are waiting to be read
Notes that issue from her throat would still be lovely things
And the world will know its happiest times
When wondrous Barbra sings
Whenever Barbra, our Barbra sings
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