Gold Diggers of Broadway - Songs

Songs

  • "Song of the Gold Diggers" (WB Vitaphone orchestra and stage chorus)
  • "Painting the Clouds with Sunshine" (Nick Lucas with WB Vitaphone orchestra and stage chorus)
  • "And Still They Fall in Love" (Winnie Lightner with backing)
  • "Song of the Gold Diggers" (Nancy Welford)
  • "Blushing bride" (Nancy Welford)
  • "Mechanical Man" (Winnie Lightner with backing)
  • "Painting the Clouds with Sunshine" - reprise (Nick Lucas with band)
  • "Keeping the Wolf from the door" (Winnie Lightner with band)
  • "Tip-toe thru the Tulips" (Nick Lucas with guitar and band)
  • "The Pennington Glide" (Instrumental - Apartment Party Sequence) (Title cited in script)
  • "The Poison kiss of that Spaniard" (need confirmation of this band instrumental) is connected with above entry?
  • "In a Kitchenette" (Nick Lucas on guitar)
  • "Go to Bed" (Nick Lucas on guitar)
  • "What Will I Do Without You?" (Nick Lucas on guitar)
  • "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" - reprise (Nick Lucas with WB Vitaphone orchestra and chorus)
  • Finale featuring Nancy Welford with WB Vitaphone orchestra - "Song of the Gold Diggers" introduction/"Tip-toe thru the Tulips" (instrumental WB Vitaphone orchestra) /"Painting the Clouds with Sunshine" (instrumental WB Vitaphone orchestra) and chorus/"Mechanical Man" (instrumental WB Vitaphone orchestra) / Nancy Welford with WB Vitaphone orchestra - "Song of the Gold Diggers" - reprise and finale.

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