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(J McCoy / Morris Chappell)
You had plenty money
Nineteen fourty one
You lost it all
And then, where do you run?
Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do?
Get out of here and
get me some money too
Yo'sittin' down wondering
what it's all about
If you ain't got no money
they will put you out
Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do?
Just get out of here and
get me some money too
If you had prepared
twenty years ago
You wouldn't have wand'ring
now from do'to do'
Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do?
Get out of here and
get me some money too
Why don't you do right?
Like some other men do?
Like some other men do?
Like some other men do?
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(L. Heart / R Rogers)
After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I'll awake
With no bromo-seltzer handy
I don't even shake
Men are not a new sensation
I've done pretty well I think
But this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink
I'm wild again
beguiled again
a simpering whimpering child again
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
couldn't sleep, and wouldn't sleep
when love came and told me
I shouldn't sleep
Bewiched bothered and bewildered
Am I
lost my heart, but what of it?
he is cold, I agree
he can laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day
when I'll cling to him,
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I.
He's a fool and don't I know it
But a fool can have his charms
I'm in love and don't I show it
like a babe in arms
I've sinned a lot
I mean a lot
But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
I'll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers
that cling to him
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
When he talks
He is seeking
words to get
On his chest
Harsh until he's speaking
he's at his very best
jest again
oh yes perplexed again
then, God, I can be oversexed again
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
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(P. F. Webster / S. Fail)
Once I had a secret love
That lived within the heart of me
All too soon
my secret love
Became impatient
to be free
So I told a friendly star
The way that dreamers
often do
Just how wonderful
you are
And why I'm so
in love with you
Now I shout it
from the highest hill
Even told
the golden daffodils
At last my heart's
an open door
And my secret love's
no secret anymore
Now I shout it
from the highest hill
I Even told
the golden daffodils
And lost my heart's
an open door
And my secret love's
no secret
My secret love's
no secret
My secret love's
no secret anymore
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(P.F. Webster / S. Burke)
I'm feelin' mighty lonesome,
haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch
the door and in between
I drink black coffee
Love's hand me down broom
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talkin' to the shadows
One o'clock till four
And Lord, how slow
the moments go
When all I do is pour
black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hangin'out on Monday
my Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and
tend her over
And drown het past regrets
in coffee and cigarettes!
I'm moanin' all the mornin'
And mournin' all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
black coffee
Feelin'low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
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(J. Mullins)
We used to go out
walking hand in hand
You told me all the big
things you had planned
It wasn't long
till all your dreams came true
Success put me in second place with you
You have no time
to love me anymore
Since fame and fortune
knocked up on our door
And i spend all
my evenings all alone
Success has made a failure of our home
If we could share
an evening now and then
I'm sure we'd find true
happiness again
You never hold me
like you used to do
Oh, it's funny what success
has done to you
You have no time to
love me anymore
Since fame and fortune
knocked up on our door
And i spend all my
evenings all alone
Success has made a failure of our home
Success has made a failure of our home
I never changed
I'm still the same
I never changed
Stop what you're saying
You're killing me
And am i not your girl?
Am i not your girl?
Am i not?
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It won't be easy
you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love
After all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl
you once knew
Although she's dressed up
to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen
I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life
Down at heel
Looking out of the window
Staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying
everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it too
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune
And as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired
They are illusions
They are not the solutions
they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is
look at me
To know that every word is true
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
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I wanna be loved by you,
just you and nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you
alone poo poo pi doo
I wanna be kissed by you
just you, nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you
I couldn't aspire
To anything higher
Then to fill a desire
to make you my own
I wanna be loved by you,
just you and nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you
alone
I couldn't aspire
To anything higher
Then to fill a desire
to make you my own
tada tada ta tada
I wanna be loved by you
just you, nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you
I wanna be loved by you
I wanna be loved by you
Alone
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will
never awaken you
Not where the black coach
of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of
ever returning you
Would they be angry
if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday.
Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have
decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers
and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
let then know
that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream,
for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my
soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
asleep in the deep of
my heart dear
Darling I hope that my dream
never haunted you
My heart is telling you
how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday.
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Love letters straight
from you heart
Keep us so near
while apart
I'm not alone in the night
When I can have all the love
that you write
I memorize every line
And I kiss the name
that you sign
And darling then
I read again
right from the start
Love letters straight
from your heart
I memorize every line
And I kiss the name
that you sign
And darling then
i read again
right from the start
Love letters straight
from your heart
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How insensitive
I must have seemed
when he told me
that he loved me.
How unmoved and cold
I must have seemed
when he said it
so sincerely.
Why, he must have asked
did I just turn and
stare in icy silence?
What was I to do?
What can you do?
when a love affair is over?
Now he's gone away
and I'm alone with
the memory of
his last look.
Vague and drawn
and sad, I see it still
All the heartbreak
of his last look.
Why, he must have asked
would I just turn
and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say?
What can you say?
when a love affair is over?
Why, he must have asked
did I just turn
and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say?
What can you say?
when a love affair is over?
over
over
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I peeked in to say goodnight
And I heard my child in prayer
"And for me some scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for my hair"
All the stores were closed and shuttered
All the streets were dark and bare
In our town, no scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
Thru the night my heart was aching
Just before the dawn was breaking
I peeped in and on her pillow
On her pillow lying there
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair
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While tearing off
a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But if I do
I don't follow through
Cause my heart
belongs to Daddy
If I invite a boy some night
To dine on my fine
finnan haddie
I just adore his
asking for more
But my heart belongs to Daddy
Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad
Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
Lalala, lalala, lalala
So I want to warn you, laddie
Tho' I know you perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to Daddy
Cause my daddy, he treats me so well
While tearing off
a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But if I do
I don't follow through
Cause my heart belongs to Daddy
And if I invite a boy some night
To dine on my fine
finnan heddie
I just adore
his asking for more
But my heart belongs to Daddy
Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad
Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
Lalala, aauuhhhoo
So I want to warn you, laddie
Tho' I know you perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to Daddy
And my Daddy, he treats me so well
He treats me so well
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You're near, that moment's here
I'm almost in your arms
Tonight, the mood is right
I'm almost in your arms
One sigh, one word and I
Will rush to your embrace
Say that certain word,
sigh that certain sigh
And with all my heart,
to your arms I'll fly
It's strange,
how we are changed
by the things that seem so small
One look can write a book
One touch can say it all
We know those nights of love
And now we found our way
I'm almost in your arms
to stay
You're near, that moment's here
I'm almost in your arms
Tonight, the mood is right
I'm almost in your arms
One sigh, one word and I
Will rush to your embrace
Say that certain word,
sigh that certain sigh
And with all my heart,
to your arms I'll fly
It's strange,
how we are changed
by the things that seem so small
One look can write a book
One touch can say it all
We know those nights of love
And now we found our way
I'm almost in your arms almost in your arms
almost in your arms
to stay
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Fly me to the moon
And let me play
among the stars
Let me see what
spring is like
on Jupiter and Mars
In other words,
hold my hands
In other words,
darling kiss me
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words, I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
love you
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