Benny Goodman These Foolish Things Lyrics

These Foolish Things Lyrics

These Foolish Things (Remind Me Of You)
Tony Bennett
Words by Holt
Marvell
Music by Jack Strachey and Harry Link

This version did not
chart but
In 1936, five versions did: Benny Goodman (# 1), Teddy Wilson with
Billie Holiday (# 5), Nat
Brandywynne (# 6), Carroll Gibbons (# 8), and Joe
Sanders (# 17)
Then in 1947 Red Ingles, who perfected his novelty vocals
with Spike Jones, charted a
humorous version, "Them Durn Fool Things" at #
26.


A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket
to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things
remind me of you

A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those
stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's faded
swings
These foolish things remind me of you

You came, you saw, you
conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow that this had to
be

The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that
rings but who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish
things remind me of you



How strange, how
sweet, to find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring
you near to me

The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk
stockings thrown aside, dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you
clings
These foolish things remind me of you

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Other
Version

These Foolish Things
Benny
Goodman
(Marvell/Strachey/Link)
(Brian Ferry, 1973)

oh will you
never let me be
oh will you never set me free
the ties that bound
us
are still around us
there's no escape that I can see
and still
those little things remain
that bring me happiness or pain

a
cigarette that bears a lipsticks traces
an airline ticket to romantic
places
and still my heart has wings
these foolish things
remind me of
you

a tinkling piano in the next apartment
those stumbling words that
told you what my heart meant
a fairgrounds painted swings
these foolish
things
remind me of you

you came
you saw
you conquered
me
when you did that to me I somehow knew that this had to be

the
winds of March that make my heart a dancer
a telephone that rings but who's
to answer
oh how the ghost of you clings
these foolish things
remind
me of you

gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow
wild strawberries
only 7 francs a kilo
and still my heart has wings
these foolish
things
remind me of you

I know
that this
was bound to
be
these things have haunted me for you=B9ve entirely enchanted
me

the sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
silk stockings
thrown aside and sin-vitations
oh how the ghost of you clings
these
foolish things
remind me of you

the smile of Garbo and the scent of
roses
the waiters whistling as the last bar closes
the song that Crosby
sings
these foolish things
remind me of you

how strange
how
sweet
to find you still
these things are dear to me that seem to bring
you so near to me

the scent of smoking leaves the wail of
steamers
two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
oh how the ghost
of you clings
these foolish things
remind me of you
just you...