Uploaded August 2026 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
From the film “Harlow"
Lyrics by Bobby Troup
Music by Neal Hefti
Sung by Laurence Rubenstein
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne
Get the sheet music and accompaniment here:
sheetmusicsinger.com/girl-talk-1965
Lyrics
They like to chat about the dresses they will wear tonight
They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbor’s fight
Inconsequential things that men don’t really care to know
Become essential things that women find so “apropos”
But that’s a dame, they’re all the same, it’s just a game
They call it Girl Talk, Girl Talk
They all meow about the ups and downs of all their friends
The “who”, the “how”, the “why”
They dish the dirt, it never ends
The weaker sex, the speaker sex we mortal males behold
But tho’ we joke we wouldn’t trade you for a ton of gold
So baby stay and gab away, but hear me say
That after Girl Talk, talk to me
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From the film “Harlow"
Lyrics by Bobby Troup
Music by Neal Hefti
Sung by Laurence Rubenstein
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne
Get the sheet music and accompaniment here:
sheetmusicsinger.com/girl-talk-1965
Lyrics
They like to chat about the dresses they will wear tonight
They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbor’s fight
Inconsequential things that men don’t really care to know
Become essential things that women find so “apropos”
But that’s a dame, they’re all the same, it’s just a game
They call it Girl Talk, Girl Talk
They all meow about the ups and downs of all their friends
The “who”, the “how”, the “why”
They dish the dirt, it never ends
The weaker sex, the speaker sex we mortal males behold
But tho’ we joke we wouldn’t trade you for a ton of gold
So baby stay and gab away, but hear me say
That after Girl Talk, talk to me
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![Riding a Raid (1863)
An American Civil War song from 1863
Words: anonymous
Music: based on “Bonnie Dundee” an old Scotch air
Sung by Vancha March
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb
Get the sheet music and accompaniment here:
https://www.sheetmusicsinger.com/riding-a-raid/
Lyrics
1. Tis old Stonewall the Rebel that leans on his sword:
“Now each cavalier that loves Honor and Right,
Let him follow the feather of Stuart to night!”
Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade
For he must ride sure that goes Riding a Raid!
CHORUS
Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle you blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade
For he must ride sure that goes Riding a Raid!
2. Now gallop now gallop to swim o[‘]er t[‘]e ford!
Old Stonewall, still watching, prays low to the Lord:
“Now Bye dear old Rebel! the river’s not wide,
And Mary-land’s light’s in her window to guide.”
Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade
For he must ride sure that goes Riding a Raid!
3. There’s a man in a white house with blood on his mouth!
If there’s knaves in the North, there are braves in the South.
We are three thousand horses, and not one afraid;
We are three thousand sabres, and not one dull blade.
Come tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade
For he must ride sure that goes Riding a Raid!
4. Then gallop, then gallop by ravines and rocks!
Who would bar us the way take his toll in hard knocks;
For with these points of steel, on the line of Penn,
We have made some fine strokes, and we make them again.
Then tighten your girth and slacken your rein;
Come buckle your blanket and holster again;
Try the click of your trigger and balance your blade
For he must ride sure that goes Riding a Raid! Riding a Raid (1863)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/sUnDAhZhpVY/mqdefault.jpg)

