THE DICK VAN DYKE SHOW
(Music by Earle Hagen / Lyrics by Morey Amsterdam, Dick Van Dyke)
So you think that you've got troubles?
Well, trouble's a bubble,
So tell old Mr. Trouble to "Get lost!"
Why not hold your head up high and,
Stop cryin', start tryin',
And don't forget to keep your fingers crossed.
When you find the joy of livin'
Is lovin' and givin'
You'll be there when the winning dice are tossed.
A smile is just a frown that's turned upside down,
So smile, and that frown will defrost.
And don't forget to keep your fingers crossed!
BONANZA
We chased lady luck, 'til we finally struck
Bonanza.
With a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope,
Planted a family tree.
We got hold of a pot of gold,
Bonanza.
With a horse and a saddle, and a range full of cattle,
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand,
Cartwright is the name,
Fortune smiled, the day we filed
The Ponderosa claim.
Here in the West, we're livin' the best,
Bonanza!
If anyone fights any one of us, he's go a fight with me,
Bonanza.
Hoss and Joe and Adam know every rock and pine,
No one works, fights, or eats, like those boys of mine.
Here we stand in the middle of a grand
Bonanza.
With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope,
We planted our family tree.
We got hold of a potful of gold,
Bonanza.
With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends,
How rich can a fellow be?
On this land we put our brand, Cartwright is the name,
Fortune smiled, the day we filed
The Ponderosa claim.
Here in the west we're livin' the best
Bonanza.
With the friendliest, fightingist, loving band,
That ever set foot in the promised land,
And we're happier than them all.
That's why we call it Bonanza...
Bonanza...
Bonanza...
STAR TREK (The Original Series)
The theme music was composed by Alexander Courage, and series creator Gene Roddenberry wrote the lyrics, even though he never intended to use them on the show. The reason was that, because of the existing contract, writing lyrics, even ones that weren’t used, meant Roddenberry would get half of the royalties for the song.
Gene Roddenberry penned lyrics to Alexander Courage's theme song even though he never intended to use them for the show. Why? Because under their contract, writing lyrics - even unused ones - meant Roddenberry would get half of the royalties for the song.
Beyond
The rim of the star-light
My love
Is wand’ring in star-flight
I know
He’ll find in star-clustered reaches
Love,
Strange love a star woman teaches.
I know
His journey ends never
His star trek
Will go on forever.
But tell him
While he wanders his starry sea
Remember, remember me
BEWITCHED
Bewitched, bewitched, you've got me in your spell.
Bewitched, bewitched, you know your craft so well.
Before I knew what you were doing I looked in your eyes.
That brand of woo that you've been brew-in' took me by surprise.
You witch, you witch, one thing that's for sure,
That stuff you pitch - just hasn't got a cure.
My heart was under lock and key, but somehow it got unhitched.
I never thought my heart could be had.
But now I'm caught and I'm kind of glad to be Bewitched.
Bewitched-witched.
LEAVE IT TO BEAVER
(The Beav’s theme was originally an old children’s song called “The Toy Parade.”)
Hey! Here they come with a rum-tee tum
They're having a toy parade.
A tin giraffe with a fife and drum
Is leading the kewpie brigade.
A gingham cat in a soldier's hat
Is waving a Chinese fan,
A plastic clown in a wedding gown
Is dancing with Raggedy Ann.
Fee fie fiddle dee dee
They're crossing the living room floor
Fee fie fiddle dee dee
They're up to the dining room door.
They call a halt for a choc'late malt
Or cookies and lemonade
Then off they go with a ho ho ho
Right back to their toy brigade
THE ANDY GRIFFITH SHOW
Well, now, take down your fishin' pole
And meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
We may not get a bite all day,
But don't you rush away.
What a great place to rest your bones
And mighty fine for skippin' stones,
You'll feel fresh as a lemonade,
A-settin' in the shade.
Whether it's hot, whether it's cool,
Oh what a spot for whistlin' like a fool.
What a fine day to take a stroll
And wander by The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way
To pass the time o' day.
We'll have no need to call the roll
When we get to The Fishin' Hole,
There'll be you, me, and Old Dog Trey,
To doodle time away.
If we don't hook a perch or bass,
We'll cool our toes in dewy grass,
Or else pull up a weed to chaw,
And maybe set and jaw.
Hangin' around, takin' our ease,
Watchin' that hound a-scratchin' at his fleas.
Come on, take down your fishin' pole
And meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way
To pass the time o' day.
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