My mommy done tol' me, when I was in pigtails My mommy done tol' me, "Hon, a man's gonna sweet talk And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin
I was talking to the mockingbird He says you are the worst he's heard. Bob White! What ya gonna swing tonight? I was talking to the whipporwill He
We walk on every city street We walk in lanes where branches meet And stars send down their blessings from the blue We go through storms of doubt and
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From the dark cafes of Paris From the streets of Amsterdam From the homes of old Vienna To the shores of Uncle Sam Wherever freedom's hope is true Each
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go my way by myself This is the end of romance I'll go my way by myself, love is only a dance I'll try to apply myself and teach
Twas on a bright morning in summer When I first heard his voice speakin' low As he said to a colleen beside him "Who's that pretty girl milking her cow
Last night, as I lay a sleeping, A wonderful dream came to me. I saw Uncle Sammy weeping For his children from over the sea; They had come to him, friendless
Never saw you look quite so pretty before Never saw you dress quite so handsome What's more? I could hardly wait to keep our date This lovely Easter
I'm tired of the noise and hurly-burly that fills the city late and early. I long to hear the music of the used-to-be that mother nature made for me.
When the whole world seems wrong Just learn the words of a simple song Of blue skies above Be a troubador and all is love When April showers stray The
I hear tell there's a stranger in the Jones household (Yes siree, yes siree) That's what I'm told I hear tell there's a new arrival six days old (Yes
Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain; So darn persistent, The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane. Comes
*MR. TAMBO* I hear tell there's a stanger in the Jones household *CHORUS* Yes siree, yes siree *MR. TAMBO* That's what I'm told I hear tell there's a
If you're ever in a jam, here I am If you're ever in a mess, S.O.S If you ever feel so happy you land in jail I'm your bail It's friendship, friendship
Forget your troubles, come on get happy You better chase all your cares away Shout Hallelujah, come on get happy Get ready for the judgment day The sun
The bells are ringing for me and my gal The birds are singing for me and my gal Everybody's been knowing to a wedding they're going And for weeks they