: Last night or night before that (I won't say which night) A seaman friend of mine (I'll not say which seaman) Walked up to a big old building (I won
: Eisler on the go Eisler on the move Brother is on the vinegar truck And I don't know what I'll do Don't know what I'll do I don't know what I'll do
: For your sparkling cocky smile I've walked a million miles Begging you to come and wed me in the spring Why do you my dear delay What makes you laugh
The birds are singing In your eyes today Sweet flowers blossom in your smile The wind and sun Are in the words you say Where might your lonesome lover
At my window, sad and lonely Oft times do I think of thee Sad and lonely and I wonder Do you ever think of me Every day is sad and lonely And every
I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight On a bed of California stars I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight On a bed of California stars I'd love to
Let's have Christ our President Let us have him for our king Cast your vote for the Carpenter That they call the Nazarene The only way We could ever
Eisler on the go Eisler on the move Brother is on the vinegar truck And I don't know what I'll do Don't know what I'll do I don't know what I'll do
Sometimes I think I'm gonna lose my mind But it don't look like I ever do I've loved so many people everywhere I went Some too much, and others not enough
For your sparkling cocky smile I've walked a million miles Begging you to come and wed me in the spring Why do you my dear delay What makes you laugh
Hoodoo voodoo, seven twenty one two Haystacka hostacka, ABC High poker, low joker, ninety-nine-a-zero Sidewalk, streetcar, dance a goofy dance Blackbirdy
I guess I planted some long lonesome seed of a song Way down inside me long ago And now I can't remember when it was But it joined up with the rest of
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman Let's go make a picture On the island of Stromboli Ingrid Bergman Ingrid Bergman, you're so perty You'd make any mountain
One by one the teardrops fall as I write you One by one my words come falling on the page One by one my dreams are fading in the twilight One by one
Ten hundred books could I write you about her Cause I felt if I could know her I would know all women And they've not been any too well known For brains
To the rich man's bright lodges I ride in this wind On my good horse, I call you My shiny black Bess To the playhouse of fortune To take the bright
Last night or night before that (I won't say which night) A seaman friend of mine (I'll not say which seaman) Walked up to a big old building (I won'
I lived in a place called Okfuskee And I had a little girl in a holler tree I said, little girl, it's plain to see Ain't nobody that can sing like me