Coney Island

Written for: Page Miss Glory (1935); Broadway Gondolier (1935); Stars Over Broadway (1935); Cain And Mabel (1936)
Performer: Studio Orchestra (PMG, BG); Studio Chorus (SOB); Sammy White, Marion Davies & Studio Chorus (CAM)
Lyric: Al Dubin
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1935
Original publisher: Remick Music Corp.

Verse:

Ev'ry summer we go down to Deauville by the sea,
Where one can rub his shoulders with a king.
Saint Moritz in winter time, ah, that's the place to be,
And then to Paris in the spring,
Where one can have his little fling.
Though Normandy is lovely in November,
Somehow, it leaves you nothing to remember;

Chorus:

I can't forget the night I met you down at Coney Island.
Gee, I was proud you picked me from the crowd at Coney Island;
And very soon, I proved to you that my intentions weren't phony,
It ended in matrimony.
And now we're eating caviar instead of macaroni,
But I recall those picnic lunches of boloney with a smile;
I guess I'm still a hick!
'Cause I still get a kick!
Just lovin' you while shovin' through the crowd at Coney Isle.