क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anita O'Day
Vocals
Gary McFarland & His Orchestra
Performer
Bernie Glow
Trumpet
Herb Pomeroy
Trumpet
Doc Severinsen
Trumpet
Willie Dennis
Trombone
Bob Brookmeyer
Trombone
Phil Woods
Alto Saxophone
Zoot Sims
Tenor Saxophone
Hank Jones
Piano
Barry Galbraith
Guitar
Mel Lewis
Drums
George Duvivier
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Biondi
Composer
Gene Krupa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Creed Taylor
Producer
Rudy Van Gelder
Recording Engineer
गाने
Don't the moon look lonesome
Shinin' through the trees?
Don't the moon look lonesome
Shinin' through the trees?
Well, don't your arms look lonesome
When your baby packs up to leave?
Said, I'm goin' up on the mountain
Call that baby mine
Said, I'm goin' up on the mountain
Call that baby mine
But, somethin' tells poor me
He's not comin' back this time
Would like to go to the country
Baby, can't take you, ooh
We are goin' up to the country
Baby, can I take you, ooh?
Nothin' up there that a man like you could do
He's got a face like a fish, shape like a frog
When he loves me, I holla', "Ooh-ooh, hot dog"
Love that man better than I do myself
He left me all alone
All alone on the shelf
Do you hear the drummer boogie?
Written by: Gene Krupa, Ray Biondi