THESE FOOLISH THINGS (REMIND ME OF YOU)
From the London revue "Spread It Around" (1936)
(Holt Marvell / Jack Strachey / Harry Link)
Leslie "Hutch" Hutchinson - 1936
Roy Fox & His Orch. (vocal: Dennis Denny) - 1936
Benny Goodman & His orch. (vocal: Helen Ward) - 1936
Teddy Wilson & His Orch. (vocal: Billie Holiday) - 1936
Nat Brandywynne & His Stork Club Orch. (vocal: Buddy Clark) - 1936
Carroll Gibbons & His Orch. - 1936
Joe Sanders & His Orch. - 1936
Benny Carter & His Orch. - 1936
Putney Dandridge & His Orch. - 1936
Frank Sinatra - 1945
Artie Shaw & His Orch. - 1945
Tex Beneke & The Glenn Miller Orch. - 1946
Eddy Howard & His Orch. - 1946
Gene Krupa & His Orch. - 1946
Nat King Cole Trio - 1947
Red Ingles (Novelty version - "Them Durn Fool Things") - 1947
June Christy & The Johnny Guarnieri Quintet - 1949
Paul Desmond - 1950
Marian McPartland - 1951
Billy Ward & The Dominoes - 1951
Mel Tormé - 1957
Connie Francis - 1959
Della Reese - 1960
Dirk Bogarde - 1960
Frank Sinatra - 1961
Ray Charles Singers - 1961
Dinah Washington - 1962
Sam Cooke - 1963
Johnny Hartman - 1964
Bryan Ferry - 1973
Rosemary Clooney - 1990
Rod Stewart - 2002
Also recorded by:
Tony Bennett; Bing Crosby; Dick Haymes; Sammy Davis Jr;
Vic Damone; Ray Anthony; Mildred Bailey; Abbey Lincoln;
Frankie Lymon & the Teenagers; Ruby Braff; James Brown;
Carmen McRae; Count Basie; Ronnie Milsap; Mabel Mercer;
Jane Birkin; Dave Brubeck; Erroll Garner; The Platters;
Les Brown; Liberace; Shep Fields; Peggy Lee; Stan Getz;
Martha Tilton; Rudy Vallée; The Four Lads; Jo Stafford;
Helen Ward; Joni James; Ella Fitzgerald; Sarah Vaughan;
Dinah Shore; Etta James: ............. and many others.
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 fairground's 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 seven 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've 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
******
As recorded by Nat King Cole:
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 stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow this had to be
The winds of march that made my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings, and who's to answer
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
The first daffodil and long excited cables
And candle lights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The 'Ile de France' with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is Spring's
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 tossed aside, dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you
These foolish things remind me of you
******
