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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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Oh, innocent victims of Cupid, remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.
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Say, it's only a paper moon, / Sailing over a cardboard sea.
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Virtue is its own revenge.
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As the writer of the lyric of the song 'God's Country,' I am outraged by the suggestion that somehow I am connected with, believe in, or am sympathetic with Communist or totalitarian philosophy.
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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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How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?
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If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?
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When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near.
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Follow the yellow brick road.
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Lives of great men all remind us, Greatness takes no easy way, All the heroes of tomorrow, Are the heretics of today. Socrates and Galileo, John Brown, Thoreau, Christ, and Debs, Heard the night cry Down with traitors! And the dawn shout Up the rebs!
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The Lord made Adam, the Lord made Eve, he made 'em both a little bit naive.
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We gotta be free - The eagle and me. see Amelia Jenks Bloomer, Emancipation of Women
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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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Leave the atom alone.
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Someday I'll wish upon a star.
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Music gives 'wings' to words.
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Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead.
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Follow the fellow who follows a dream.
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They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there's moonlight all about and there's no moon above.
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There ought to be a law against necessity.
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