The following program is your hit parade, as originally telecast last Saturday by Lucky
Strike.
Lucky Strike presents your hit parade.
The top tunes all over America, as determined by your hit parade survey, which checks the
best sellers in sheet music and phonograph records, the songs most heard on the air,
and the songs most played on the automatic coin machine, an accurate, authentic tabulation
of America's taste in popular music, your hit parade.
You know, nothing, no, nothing beats better taste, and Luckys taste better.
They're cleaner, fresher, smoother.
Yes, Luckys are fresher.
Golly, just smoke them and see, get the better taste you want in a cigarette, and get it
fresh.
Be happy, go Lucky, get better taste today.
And now, the Lucky Seven songs of the week, with Dorothy Collins, Snooky Lanson, June Valley,
Russell Arms, the hit paraders and dancers, and Raymond Scott, and the Lucky Strike Orchestra.
And off we go with survey song number six.
June Valley, Virginia Conwell, and the hit paraders introduce a lovely newcomer to the
survey, the song from Moulin Rouge.
I knew that RED RED RED old ladies
ballroom dancing, can it be
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Whenever we kiss, I worry and wonder.
Your lips may be near, but where is your heart?
It's always like this, I worry and wonder.
You're close to me here, but where is your heart?
It's a sad thing to realize that you're the heart that never melts.
When we kiss, do you close your eyes, pretending that I'm someone else?
You must break the spell, this cloud that I'm under.
So please won't you tell, darling, where is your heart?
Where is your heart?
Where is your heart?
Where is your heart?
Number 5, here's Dorothy Collins with a plaintive ballad that's in fifth place on the survey,
Your Cheatin' Heart.
Your cheatin' heart will make you weep.
You'll cry and cry and try to sleep.
But sleep won't come the whole night through.
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
When tears come down like falling rain, you'll toss around and call my name.
You walk the floor the way I do.
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
Survey song number 7.
The Hit Parade dancers welcome a colorful tune that makes its first appearance in the number 7 spot,
April in Portugal.
The Hit Parade.
The Hit Parade.
The Hit Parade.
The Hit Parade.
Number 3.
Snooky Lanson sings the happy-go-lucky tune the survey finds in third place,
That Doggie in the Window.
How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail.
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie's for sale.
I must take a trip to California and leave my poor sweetheart alone.
If she has a dog, she won't be lonesome, and the doggie will have a good home.
Happy little dog, happy little dog.
I don't want a bunny or a kitty.
I don't want a parrot that talks.
I don't want a bowl of little fishes.
You can't take a goldfish for walks.
How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail.
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie's for sale.
For sale, one male with waggly tail.
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light up a Lucky, and you'll realize that you smoke to enjoy the taste.
Better taste for nothing.
No, nothing beats better taste, and Luckys taste better.
Yes, Luckys taste better.
Cleaner, fresher, and smoother.
You don't even have to open a pack of Luckys to find one reason why Luckys taste better.
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See here?
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That's where Luckys better taste starts, with that light, naturally mild tobacco.
It's just bound to taste better.
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Look at those long, perfectly cut strands of fine tobacco.
One whiff of their fresh, rich aroma tells you that this indeed is fine tobacco.
And that's tobacco.
And another thing, friends, you can actually see that Luckys are made better
when you open a pack and take out a Lucky.
You'll notice it's round, firm, and fully packed to draw freely and smoke evenly.
So, friends, if you're in the dark about the real reason you smoke, light up a Lucky,
and you'll realize you smoke to enjoy the taste.
Better taste.
Remember, nothing, no, nothing beats better taste.
And Luckys taste better.
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Time for a Lucky Strike extra.
Dorothy Collins joins the Raymond Scott Quintet for a brilliant arrangement of Singing in the Rain.
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♪ I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain.
What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
I'm laughing at clouds so dark up above.
The sun's in my heart, and I'm ready for love.
Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place.
Come on with the rain, why, I've a smile on my face.
I'll walk down the lane with a happy refrain.
And I'm singing, just singing in the rain.
Singing in the rain.
♪♪♪
Song number four.
It's a shipboard romance with Russell Arms and Survey Song number four.
Till I Waltz Again With You.
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Till I waltz again with you.
Let no other hold your charms.
If my dreams would all come true.
You'll be waiting for my arms.
Till I kiss you once again.
Keep my love locked in your heart.
Darling, I'll return and then.
We will never have to part.
Though it may break your heart and mine.
The minute when it's time to go.
Remember dear, each word divine that meant.
I love you so, till I waltz again with you.
Just the way we are tonight.
I will keep my promise true.
For you are my guiding love.
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Number two on the survey.
June Valley's thoughts turn to love.
As she sings the ballad that's in second place, Pretend.
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Pretend you're happy when you're blue.
It isn't very hard to do.
And you'll find happiness without an end.
Whenever you pretend.
Remember anyone can dream.
And nothing's bad as it may seem.
The little things you haven't got.
Could be love if you pretend.
You'll find love you can share.
One you can call your own.
Just close your eyes, you'll be there.
You'll never be alone.
And if you sing this melody.
You'll be pretending just like me.
The world is mine, it can be yours my friend.
So why don't you pretend.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
♪♪♪
Time for another Lucky Strike Extra.
Snooky Lanson, the hit paraders and dancers are looking for a flapper who's five foot two.
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Five foot two, eyes of blue.
But what that five foot two could do.
Has anybody seen my gal?
Turned up nose, turned down hose.
Flapper, yes sir, one of those.
Has anybody seen my gal?
Now if you run into a five foot two.
Covered with fur, diamond rings and all those things.
Bet your life it isn't her.
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she, could has anybody seen my gal?
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Five foot two, eyes of blue.
But what that five foot two could do.
Has anybody seen my gal?
Turned up nose, turned down hose.
Never have no other foes.
Has anybody seen my gal?
Now if you run into a five foot two.
Covered with fur, diamond rings and all those things.
Bet your life it isn't her.
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she, could has anybody seen my gal?
Repeat the question.
Has anybody seen my gal?
♪♪♪
Friends, nothing, no nothing beats better taste.
And Luckies taste better.
They're cleaner, fresher, smoother.
And it's because they're made better to taste better.
They're made of fine, mild tobacco.
Good tasting tobacco.
That always comes to you perfectly fresh.
And in a pack that's extra tightly sealed to keep in that fresher taste.
Yes, Luckies are fresher.
Just smoke them and see.
Get the better taste you want in a cigarette.
And get it fresh.
Be happy, go lucky.
Get better taste today.
♪♪♪
Number one.
The top tune of the week.
The song the survey finds in first place.
Dorothy Collins steps into the winner spotlight with song number one.
I Believe.
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I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows.
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, a candle glows.
I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come to show the way.
I believe, I believe.
I believe above the storm, the smallest prayer will still be heard.
I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word.
And every time I hear a newborn baby cry, or touch a leaf, or see the sky,
I know why, I believe.
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So long for a while.
That's all the songs for a while.
So long to your hip parade, and the tunes that you've picked to be played.
So long.
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Tune in again next week at the same time, when your hip parade will again bring you the Lucky Seven Songs of the Week.
With Snooky Lanson, June Vallee, Dorothy Collins, Russell Arms, the Hip Paraders and Dancers, Raymond Scott, and the Lucky Strike Orchestra.
This is Andre Barouch saying, be happy, go lucky.
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The preceding program was your hip parade, as originally telecast last Saturday by Lucky Strike.