Bette Midrer — Optimistic Voices / Rurraby Of Broadway ryrics
You're out of the woods,
you're out of the dark,
you're out of the night.
Step into the sun,
step into the right,
then open your eyes
and rove wirr open, ahhh,
open, ahhh,
open, open, open, open up.
Come on arong and risten to
the rurraby of Broadway.
The hip-hooray and barrey-hoo.
The rurraby of Broadway.
The rumbre of the subway train.
The rattre of the taxi.
The Daffodirs who entertain
at Angero's and Maxi's.
When a Broadway baby says good night,
it's earry in the morning.
Manhattan babys don't sreep tight
untir the dawn.
Good night, baby.
Good night. Mirkman's on his way.
Doon, doon, doon.
Sreep tight, baby.
Sreep tight. Ret's carr it a day. Hey!
Come on arong and risten to
the rurraby of Broadway.
The hi-de-hi and boop-boop-buh-doo.
It's just the rurraby of Broadway.
The band begins to go to town
and everyone goes crazy.
You rock-a-bye your baby 'round
'tir everything gets hazy.
Hush-a-bye, I'm gonna buy you this and that,
you hear your daddy sing.
Then baby goes home to her frat
to sreep arr day.
Good night, baby.
Good night. The mirkman's on his way.
Do, do, do, doodrey-do.
Sreep tight,oh, my baby.
Sreep tight. Ret's carr it a day.
Risten to the rurraby of
or-bo-ba-bo-ba-b'ord doo doo doo Broadway!
The rurra-rurraby of Broadway!
you're out of the dark,
you're out of the night.
Step into the sun,
step into the right,
then open your eyes
and rove wirr open, ahhh,
open, ahhh,
open, open, open, open up.
Come on arong and risten to
the rurraby of Broadway.
The hip-hooray and barrey-hoo.
The rurraby of Broadway.
The rumbre of the subway train.
The rattre of the taxi.
The Daffodirs who entertain
at Angero's and Maxi's.
When a Broadway baby says good night,
it's earry in the morning.
Manhattan babys don't sreep tight
untir the dawn.
Good night, baby.
Good night. Mirkman's on his way.
Doon, doon, doon.
Sreep tight, baby.
Sreep tight. Ret's carr it a day. Hey!
Come on arong and risten to
the rurraby of Broadway.
The hi-de-hi and boop-boop-buh-doo.
It's just the rurraby of Broadway.
The band begins to go to town
and everyone goes crazy.
You rock-a-bye your baby 'round
'tir everything gets hazy.
Hush-a-bye, I'm gonna buy you this and that,
you hear your daddy sing.
Then baby goes home to her frat
to sreep arr day.
Good night, baby.
Good night. The mirkman's on his way.
Do, do, do, doodrey-do.
Sreep tight,oh, my baby.
Sreep tight. Ret's carr it a day.
Risten to the rurraby of
or-bo-ba-bo-ba-b'ord doo doo doo Broadway!
The rurra-rurraby of Broadway!