| Song | Begin The Beguine |
| Artist | Cole Porter |
| Album | Broadway Melody of 1940 (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cole Porter | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Begin The Beguine | |
| Begin the Beguine | |
| Cole Porter | |
| - Artie Shaw had a fantastic "swing" hit with it in 1938 (Instrumental). | |
| - Originally in Porter's stage show JUBILEE, and later in | |
| "Broadway Melody of 1940". | |
| When they begin the beguine | |
| It brings back the sound of music so tender, | |
| It brings back a night of tropical splendor, | |
| It brings back a memory ever green. | |
| I’m with you once more under the stars, | |
| And down by the shore an orchestra’s playing | |
| And even the palms seem to be swaying | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| To live it again is past all endeavor, | |
| Except when that tune clutches my heart, | |
| And there we are, swearing to love forever, | |
| And promising never, never to part. | |
| What moments divine, what rapture serene, | |
| Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted, | |
| And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted, | |
| I know but too well what they mean; | |
| So don’t let them begin the beguine | |
| Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember; | |
| Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play | |
| Till the stars that were there before return above you, | |
| Till you whisper to me once more, | |
| "Darling, I love you!" | |
| And we suddenly know, what heaven we’re in, | |
| When they begin the beguine |
| Cole Porter | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Begin The Beguine | |
| Begin the Beguine | |
| Cole Porter | |
| Artie Shaw had a fantastic " swing" hit with it in 1938 Instrumental. | |
| Originally in Porter' s stage show JUBILEE, and later in | |
| " Broadway Melody of 1940". | |
| When they begin the beguine | |
| It brings back the sound of music so tender, | |
| It brings back a night of tropical splendor, | |
| It brings back a memory ever green. | |
| I' m with you once more under the stars, | |
| And down by the shore an orchestra' s playing | |
| And even the palms seem to be swaying | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| To live it again is past all endeavor, | |
| Except when that tune clutches my heart, | |
| And there we are, swearing to love forever, | |
| And promising never, never to part. | |
| What moments divine, what rapture serene, | |
| Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted, | |
| And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted, | |
| I know but too well what they mean | |
| So don' t let them begin the beguine | |
| Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember | |
| Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play | |
| Till the stars that were there before return above you, | |
| Till you whisper to me once more, | |
| " Darling, I love you!" | |
| And we suddenly know, what heaven we' re in, | |
| When they begin the beguine |
| Cole Porter | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Begin The Beguine | |
| Begin the Beguine | |
| Cole Porter | |
| Artie Shaw had a fantastic " swing" hit with it in 1938 Instrumental. | |
| Originally in Porter' s stage show JUBILEE, and later in | |
| " Broadway Melody of 1940". | |
| When they begin the beguine | |
| It brings back the sound of music so tender, | |
| It brings back a night of tropical splendor, | |
| It brings back a memory ever green. | |
| I' m with you once more under the stars, | |
| And down by the shore an orchestra' s playing | |
| And even the palms seem to be swaying | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| To live it again is past all endeavor, | |
| Except when that tune clutches my heart, | |
| And there we are, swearing to love forever, | |
| And promising never, never to part. | |
| What moments divine, what rapture serene, | |
| Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted, | |
| And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted, | |
| I know but too well what they mean | |
| So don' t let them begin the beguine | |
| Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember | |
| Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember | |
| When they begin the beguine. | |
| Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play | |
| Till the stars that were there before return above you, | |
| Till you whisper to me once more, | |
| " Darling, I love you!" | |
| And we suddenly know, what heaven we' re in, | |
| When they begin the beguine |