Bud Green - Songs

Songs

Bud Green has written or co-written a number of songs, including:

  • "Alabamy Bound" (Dean Martin on Swingin' Down Yonder, 1955; Bing Crosby on New Tricks, 1957; Ray Charles on The Genius Hits the Road, 1960; Van Morrison on The Skiffle Sessions - Live in Belfast 1998, 2000)
  • "That's My Weakness Now" (Helen Kane, 1928)
  • "I Love My Baby" (Ottilie Patterson, 1957)
  • "Oh Boy, What a Girl"
  • "In My Gondola"
  • "Away Down South in Heaven"
  • "I'll Always Be In Love With You" (Ella Fitzgerald on Rhythm Is My Business, 1962; The Beatles on The Beatles Complete Home Recordings, 1962)
  • "Do Something"
  • "Congratulations"
  • "Good Little, Bad Little You"
  • "My Mother's Evening Prayer"
  • "Simple and Sweet"
  • "Dream Sweetheart"
  • "Moonlight on the River"
  • "Swingy Little Thingy"
  • "Blue Fedora"
  • "More Than Ever"
  • "You Showed Me the Way" (Ella Fitzgerald; Billie Holiday; Tony Bennett on Here's To The Ladies, 1995)
  • "Tia Juana"
  • "Once in a While"
  • "The Man Who Comes Around"
  • "Flat Foot Floogie (with a Floy Floy)" (Mills Brothers and Louis Armstrong; Slam Stewart, 1938)
  • "Sentimental Journey" (Doris Day and Les Brown's band, 1944)
  • "Speed Limit"
  • "Who Can Tell"
  • "All the Days of Our Years"
  • "My Number One Dream Came True" (Doris Day, 1946)
  • "On Account I Love You"
  • Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone (Billie Holiday, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin)

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