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Songs are the pulse of a nation's heart. A fever chart of its health.

Yip Harburg

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Yip Harburg
Age: 84 †
Born: 1896
Born: April 8
Died: 1981
Died: March 5
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Edgar Yipsel Yip Harburg
Edgar Yipsel Harburg
E. Y. Harburg
Isidore Hochberg
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Virtue is its own revenge.
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Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.
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The Lord made Adam, the Lord made Eve, he made 'em both a little bit naive.
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When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near.
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No matter how much I prove and prod, I cannot quite believe in God But oh, I hope to God that He, Unswervingly believes in me.
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We gotta be free - The eagle and me. see Amelia Jenks Bloomer, Emancipation of Women
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Someday I'll wish upon a star.
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.
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No matter how high or great the throne, What sits on it is the same as your own.
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If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?
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I am one of the last of a small tribe of troubadours, who still believe that life is a beautiful and exciting journey with a purpose and grace which are well worth singing about.
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My heart wants roots My mind wants wings. I cannot bear Their bickerings.
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The greatest romance in the life of a lyricist is when the right word meets the right note often, however, a Park Avenue phrase elopes with a Bleecker Street chord, resulting in a shotgun wedding and a quickie divorce.
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Say, it's only a paper moon, / Sailing over a cardboard sea.
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Music gives 'wings' to words.
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When the idle poor, Become the idle rich, You'll never know, Just who is who, Or who is which.
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Follow the yellow brick road.
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How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?
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The world would be a safer place, If someone had a plan, Before exploring outer space, To find the inner man.
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For what we are about to receive, Oh Lord 'tis Thee we thank,' said the cannibal as he cut a slice off the missionary's shank.
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