Jolson Sings Again Page #4

They want the stuff they heard back home.

The top guys they know.

How many of them know me now?

But everybody in show business does.

And they have followed you before.

I'm thinking of the kids.

You know, I better get going.

- See you here later?

- Yeah.

So long, Al.

Maybe I'll walk over with you.

All right, boys, hold it. Hold it.

We are going to have a lot of fun tonight.

They've been telling us we're gonna

get some big entertainers up here.

And believe it or not,

we've got one of them with us right now.

In fact, when I heard this man was coming,

I said:

"They are making good in a big way."

I don't know what the name means to you...

but when I was your age,

it meant the world's greatest entertainer.

Al Jolson.

Thanks, Colonel.

If I am half as good as that send-off...

I may leave here a second lieutenant.

Hello, gang. I sing.

If you don't believe me,

write and ask your grandmothers.

It is wonderful working for guys like you...

'cause if you don't like it,

where can you go? It is me or nothing.

All kidding aside, fellows...

my stuff isn't what you were hearing

back home when you left...

but you might like an old one,

the way they used to do them.

Orchestra.

We leave home expecting to find a bluebird

Hoping every cloud will be silver-lined

But we all return

And as we live, we learn

That we left our happiness behind

The bird with

feathers of blue

Is waiting for you

Back in your own backyard

You'll see your castle in Spain

Through your windowpane

Back in your own backyard

Oh, you can go to the east

Go to the west

Someday you'll come

Weary at heart

Back where you started from

You'll find your happiness lies

Right under your eyes

Back in your own backyard

Big boot singing to those kids tonight.

I guess they thought I was a little old-timey.

They loved it. You heard them yell.

Yeah, I guess, it was just the idea

of something from home.

- Is that my plane?

- They'll call you.

- You ought to relax.

- How do you do that, Colonel?

It is kind of tough doing this,

after laying off a long time...

and not sure you're getting over,

that's what kills you.

You did not get over any better in Duluth,

20 years ago.

- Minnesota, that's where I first heard you.

- Well, I'll be darned.

- The old Lyceum Theatre.

- That's right.

It gets a little chilly in Duluth.

I played hooky from high school once

to see Robinson Crusoe.

Oh, boy. That's going way back.

To me, you were the greatest thing

that ever lived.

Thanks.

Did you sneak in

that afternoon or did you pay?

- Pay.

- Then that's all right.

First time I hit New York, the only thing

I wanted to do was go to the theatre...

to see you.

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