She sang him Scott's charming ballad `` Rosabelle '', which was the vogue of the moment.

She sang only two songs in the film, " Que Sera, Sera ( Whatever Will Be, Will Be )" which won an Academy Award for Best Original Song and " We'll Love Again ".

She also sang the jazz song " After You've Gone " for the end credits of the film The Cat's Meow ( 2001 ).

She wrote and sang lead vocals on Surfer Rosas " Gigantic ", and the single " Bam Thwok ", credited as Mrs. John Murphy on the former composition — at the time she was married and she used this name as an ironic feminist joke.

She also sang lead vocals on the Francis-written " Into the White " and the Neil Young cover " I've Been Waiting for You ", both B-sides.

Bailey later said " She sang a few songs that she had written, and I thought to myself, this kid is like nineteen years old, where does she get this?

She sang in the operas children's choir at the Staatstheater Nürnberg.

Post-punk act Siouxsie and the Banshees revisited " She Cracked " on Downside Up, as did Seaweed on the John Peel Sub-Pop Sessions album, and Joan Jett sang " Roadrunner " on her cover album, The Hit List.

She sang " Mulberry ", a song about her time in the countryside after the Japanese collapse in World War II for only the third time in her life, with Thurston Moore.

She recorded a duet of " Santa Claus is Coming to Town " with Chris Isaak on his 2004 Christmas album Chris Isaak Christmas and sang with Isaak on his PBS Christmas television special.

She sang a coded song to Mary, a trusted fellow slave, that was a farewell.

She sang in a trio of little girls dressed in bellhop uniforms.

She was also featured on the first single from Donell Jones ' second album, " U Know What's Up ", and she sang " Space Cowboy " with * NSYNC on their 2000 album, No Strings Attached.

She played the violin and sang her own original compositions.

She sang in her role opposite Maurice Chevalier in the Ernst Lubitsch musical The Smiling Lieutenant ( 1931 ), and was admired by critics for her ability to shrewdly play character role opposite the Miriam Hopkins.

She sang with Tony Pastor's big band.

She sang " When October Goes " – lyrics by Johnny Mercer and music by Barry Manilow ( after Mercer's death ) – from Manilow's 1984 album 2: 00 AM Paradise Cafe, and discussed what an excellent musician Manilow was.

With the aid of First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt and her husband Franklin D. Roosevelt, Anderson performed a critically acclaimed open-air concert on Easter Sunday, April 9, 1939, on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D. C. She sang before a crowd of more than 75, 000 people and a radio audience in the millions.

She sang one final song and then died.

She also sang the R & B classic " Ooh Child " with the girl group Destiny's Child.

She sang " Same Ol ' Story " followed by a newly remixed version of " Girls Just Want to Have Fun ".

She taught herself to play on the violin and flute, and sang in the peasants ' fairs in Sweden with her brother.

She had a featured role as Queenie in Universal Pictures ' 1936 version of Show Boat starring Irene Dunne, and sang a verse of Can't Help Lovin ' Dat Man with Dunne, Helen Morgan, Paul Robeson, and the African-American chorus.

She sang in church and local pageants until age 17 when Warnes was offered an opera scholarship to Immaculate Heart College.

She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She raised a protesting hand with a startled air.

She had touched her face, truly a noble and pure face, only with a lip salve which made her lips glisten but no redder than usual.

She cackled with mirth, showing the stumps of betel-stained teeth.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.

She said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.

She munched little ginger cakes called mulatto's belly and kept her green, somewhat hypnotic eyes fixed on a light-colored male who was prancing wildly with a 5-foot king snake wrapped around his bronze neck.

She said with intense feeling: `` Come near, let me feel your arms.

She daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!

She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.

She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.

She opened the boxes with a tear in her eye and a sad smile on her face.

She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.

She was Ellen Aldridge, a widow of good repute who was employed by Gorton's wife and lived with the family.

She had to clean the glass on the display cases in the butcher shop, help her brother scrub the cutting tables with wire brushes, mop the floors, put down new sawdust on the floors and help check the outgoing orders.

She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.

She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.

She had, with her own work-weary hands, put seeds in the ground, watched them sprout, bud, blossom, and get ready to bear.