About The Song
Louis Armstrong’s rendition of “Blueberry Hill,” recorded in 1949, is a soulful and nostalgic interpretation of the classic song. Written by Vincent Rose, Al Lewis, and Larry Stock, the song’s heartfelt lyrics and timeless melody have made it a beloved standard in the realm of jazz and popular music.
With Armstrong’s smooth and velvety voice, “Blueberry Hill” takes on a new depth of emotion, evoking feelings of longing and romance. His expressive phrasing and heartfelt delivery bring the song to life, transporting listeners to a world of memories and melancholy.
Upon its release, Armstrong’s rendition of “Blueberry Hill” became a major hit, topping the charts and earning widespread acclaim for its timeless charm and emotional resonance. Its success helped to solidify Armstrong’s status as one of the most influential and beloved figures in the history of jazz music.
As we revisit “Blueberry Hill,” we celebrate Louis Armstrong’s enduring legacy and the lasting impact of this iconic song. Its timeless melody and heartfelt lyrics continue to resonate with audiences, reminding us of the enduring power of music to touch our hearts and souls.
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I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill
On Blueberry Hill when I found you
The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill
And lingered until my dreams came true(The wind in the willow played
Love’s sweet melody
But all of those vows we made
Were never to be)Though we’re apart, you’re part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill(I found my thrill)
Come climb the hill with me, baby
(on Blueberry Hill)
We’ll see what we shall see
(on Blueberry Hill)
I’ll bring my horn with me
(when I found you)
I’ll be wit’ you where berries are blue
(the moon stood still)
Each afternoon we’ll go
(on Blueberry Hill)
Higher than the moon we’ll go
(and lingered until)
Then, to a weddin’ in June we’ll go
(my dreams came true)
Ba-ba-da-de-buzz-buzz va-de-n-da-dayThe wind in the willow played (do you really love me)
Love’s sweet melody (as I love you?)
But all of those vows we made (will you still remember)
Were never to be (when the night is through?)Though we’re apart, you’re part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill