Dean Martin Album

You've got to give a little,take a little.
And let your poor heart to break a little.
That's the story of.
That's the glory of love.

You've got to laugh a little,cry a little.
Until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of.
That's the glory of love.

As long,as there's the two of us.
We,ve got the world and all it's charms.
And when the world is through with us.
We've got each others arms

You've got to win a little,lose a little.
And always have to blues a little.
That's the story of.
That's the glory of love.

Chrous:
As long,as there's the two of us.
We,ve got the world and all it's charms.
And when the world is through with us.
We've got each others arms

You've got to win a little,lose a little.
And always have to blues a little.
That's the story of.
That's the glory of love. (Instrumental,fading out).

VERSE 1: There's something strange in the old corral
There's a breeze, though the wind has died
Though I'm alone in the old corral,
Seems there is someone at my side

CHORUS: Empty saddles in the old corral,
Where do ya ride tonight?
Are ya roundin' up the dogies,
The strays of long ago,
Are ya on the trail of buffalo?
Empty saddles in the old corral,
Where do ya ride tonight?
Are there rustlers on the border,
Or a band of Navajo
Are ya headin' for the Alamo?
Empty guns covered with rust
Where do ya talk tonight?
Empty boots covered with dust
Where do ya walk tonight?
Empty saddles in the old corral,
My tears would be dried tonight
If you'll only say I'm lonely,
As ya carry my old pal
Empty saddles in the old corral

VERSE 2: There is no smoke, still the fires burn,
There's no song, still I hear guitars,
There is no dust, still the ghosts return
Softly to vanish thru the bars

(Instrumental)

THE LAST ROUNDUP
(Billy Hill)
« © '33 Shapiro-Bernstein Music »

I'm headin' for the last roundup
I gonna saddle old pink for the last time and ride
So long old pal it's time your tears withdry
Well I'm a headin' for the last roundup
Now git along little doggie git along git along little doggie git along
Yeah git along little doggie git along git along little doggie git along
Well I'm a headin' for the last roundup
Git along little doggie...
I gonna saddle old pink...

(Instrumental)

Oh, we ain't got a barrel of money
Maybe we're ragged and funny
But we'll travel along singing a song
Side by side.

Don't know what's coming tomorrow
Maybe it's trouble and sorrow
But we'll travel the road sharin' our load
Side by side.

Through all kind of weather
What if the sky should fall
As long as we're together
It doesn't matter at all.

When they've all had their quarrels and parted
We'll be the same as we started
Just to travel along singing a song
Side by side.


When they've all had their quarrels and parted
We'll be the same as we started
Just to travel along singing a song
Side by side.

(Side by side...)

South of the border down Mexico way
That's where I fell in love when the stars above came out to play
And now that I wander
My thoughts ever stray
South of the border down Mexico way
Ah, she was a picture in old Spanish lace
Just for a tender while I kissed the smile upon her face
It was fiesta we were so gay
South of the border down Mexico way
Then she sighed as she whispered manana
Never dreamed that we were parting
And I lied as I whispered manana
For tomorrow never came
South of the border I jumped backed one day
There in a veil of white by the candle light knelt to pray
Ah, the mission bells told me that I must not stay
South of the border down Mexico way
I yi yi yi I I I I
I yi yi yi
I yi yi yi

Red sails in the sunset way out on the sea
Oh carry my loved one home safely to me

She sailed with the dawning all day I've been blue
Red sails in the sunset I'm trusting in you

Swift wings you must borrow make straight for the shore
We'll marry tomorrow and she'll go sailing no more

Red sails in the sunset way out on the sea
Oh carry my loved one home safely to me

(Swift wings you must borrow make straight for the shore)
We'll marry tomorrow and she'll go sailing no more

Red sails in the sunset way out on the sea
Oh carry my loved one home safely to me

(Instrumental)

If You Knew Susie
like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl!

There's none so classy
as this fair lassie
Oh! Oh!

Holy Moses! What a chassis!
We went riding
she didn't balk
Back from Yonkers
I'm the one that had to walk!

If You Knew Susie
like I know Susie


Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl!

She wears long tresses
and nice tight dresses
Oh! Oh!

What a future she posesses.
Out in public
how she can yawn
in a parlor you would think
the war was on.

If You Knew Susie
like I know Susie
Oh! Oh! Oh! What a girl!

Grab your coat oh get your hat leave your worry on the doorstep
Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street
Can't you hear that pitter pat and that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street

I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade
But I'm not afraid this rover he crossed over
If I never have one cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet on the sunny side of the street

(I used to walk walk in the shade with those blues blues on parade)
But I'm not afraid this rover he crossed over
If I never have one cent I'll be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet on the sunny (sunny)
On the sunny (sunny) on the sunny side of the street

(Instrumental)