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 machines.
And accurate, authentic tabulation of America's taste in popular music.
Your hit parade.
And now, the Lucky Seven songs of the week, with Eileen Wilson, Snooky Lanson, Dorothy
Cullen, the hit paraders and dancers, and Raymond Scott and the Lucky Strike Orchestra.
And off we go with survey song number four.
Eileen Wilson steps into the spotlight with a song that's in fourth place this week, Anytime.
Anytime you're feeling lonely, anytime you're feeling blue, anytime you feel downhearted,
anytime you're thinking about me, that will prove your love for me is true.
Anytime you're feeling lonely, anytime you're feeling blue, anytime you're feeling downhearted,
anytime you're thinking about me, that's the time I'll be thinking of you.
So anytime you say you want me back again, that's the time I'll hurry back home to you.
Anytime and where with you.
Number three, Snooky Lanson and the Plaintiff's Song that celebrates its twelfth appearance
on the survey, Cry.
If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye, it's no secret you'll feel better if you cry.
When waking from a bad dream, don't you sometimes think it's real?
Well, it's only false emotions that you feel, and if you're heartache, you'll seem to hang around too long.
And you're blue, beginning blue, with each day everything's going wrong.
Remember, sunshine can be found behind a cloudy sky, so let your hair down and go on and cry.
Go on, girl, as yourself would cry.
Time for a lucky strike extra. The hit parade dancers, Raymond Scott and the orchestra,
get together for a salute to spring, blue sky.
The hit parade dancers, Raymond Scott and the orchestra, get together for a salute to spring,
blue sky.
Survey song number two. Here's Dorothy Collins in the springtime setting of survey song number two,
Please, Mr. Sun. Mr. Sun, this young lady has a problem that she seems to think you can solve. Listen.
Speak to him, Mr. Rainbow. Make him see the light. And take him under your branches. Mr. Tree. Mr. Sun, Mr. Rainbow, Mr. Tree.
Whisper to him, Mr. Wind. Give him a message. Sing to him, Mr. Robin. A serenade. And Mrs. Moonlight. Put in a word for me.
Make him see how important he is to her. Tell him how I feel. It shouldn't end this way.
Listen to all his friends. He'll listen to whatever you have to say. Babble to him, Mr. Brook. Babble a stream of love words.
Kiss him for me, Miss Raindrop. And watch to see they all do. Please, Mr. Sun.
Thank you.
If you're in the dark about the real reason you smoke, 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 Luckies taste better.
Yes, Luckies taste better. Cleaner, fresher, and smoother. You don't even have to open a pack of Luckies to find one reason why Luckies taste better.
It's right on the smart, red and white Lucky Strike pack. See here? LSMFT. Lucky Strike means fine tobacco.
That's where Lucky's better taste starts, with that light, naturally mild tobacco that's just bound to taste better.
As a matter of fact, here is some of that tobacco all shredded and ready to be made into Lucky Strike cigarettes.
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 Luckies 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 Luckies taste better.
Survey song number six. Snooky Lanson's thoughts turn to romance as he sings the ballad that's in the number six spot. Tell me why.
Tell me why.
Tell me why. Oh, I try to forget. Tell me why. Why I think of you, yes. I know I'll never be free.
What has happened to me? Tell me why. When we danced until three, tell me why. Why my heart couldn't see.
I never dreamed of romance. Never gave it a chance. When I think of how you looked that day in your gown of silver lace.
I have known the day that came my way, that this was the time and the place. Tell me why. I keep fooling my heart.
But I know it was love from the start. Why don't we give it a try? If you know, tell me why. If you find out, won't you tell me why?
Tell me why. Won't you tell me why?
Five on the survey. The hit parade dancers in a dramatic interpretation of the Latin American melody that captures fifth place tonight. Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Blue Tango.
Number seven. Eileen Wilson and Russell Arms are in a reminiscent mood as they bring us the tune the survey finds in seventh place. Be My Life's Companion.
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old. I love you so much that you'll never grow old. When there's joy in living, you just never grow old. You've got to stay young cause you never grow old.
People who are lonely can be old at thirty-three. Don't let it happen to you. Don't let it happen to you. Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old. I love you so much that you'll never grow old.
Youth and happiness are yours to have and hold. Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old. I know a man who's lonely and he's old at thirty-three. No one wants to be old at thirty-three. Your disposition sours like a lemon on a tree.
Don't let it happen to you. Don't let it happen to me. Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old. I love you so much that you'll never grow old. Love and youth and happiness are yours to have and hold.
Be my life's companion and you'll never grow old.
Time for another Lucky Strike Extra. Snooki Lanson, the hit paraders and dancers greet the Easter season with a perennial favorite, For Me and My Gal.
Easter Sunday, what a day!
The bells are ringing for me and my gal. And the birds are singing for me and my gal. Everybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going. And for weeks they've been sewing every Susie and Sal.
They're congregating for me and my gal. And the parson's waiting for me and my gal. And someday they're going to build a little home for two, for three, or four, or more. In love land for me and my gal.
Everybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going. And for weeks they've been sewing even the neighborhood and stitches for me and my gal.
They're congregating for me and my gal. And the parson's waiting for me and my gal. And someday they're going to build a little home for two, for three, or four, or more. In love land for me and my gal.
Friends, nothing, no nothing beats better taste. And Luckys 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, Luckys are fresher. Why 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 is Fortune.
The wheel of fortune goes spinning around.
Will the arrow point my way? Will this be the day?
Oh, wheel of fortune, please don't pass me by. Let me know the magic of a kiss and a sigh.
While the wheel is spinning, spinning, spinning, I'll not dream of winning fortune or even fame.
While the wheel is turning, turning, turning, I'll be ever yearning for love's precious flame. Oh, wheel of fortune, I'm hoping somehow
If you'll ever smile on me, please let it be now.
Hey, oh, wheel of fortune, spin, spin, spin, spin.
So long for a while. That's all that sounds for a while. So long to your hip parade and the tunes that you bid to be played. So long.
Be happy, go Lucky, be happy, go Lucky, be happy, go Lucky.
Your hip parade was produced by Dan Pinesbury and Ted Fetter. Directed by Clark Jones. Staged by Tony Charmley.
Set by Paul Barnes. Costumes by Sal Anthony. Technical Director Bob Daniels. Lighting by Bob Davis. Audio by Larry Lawes.
Tune in again next week at the same time when your hip parade will again bring you the Lucky 7 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.