Music: Irving Berlin. Lyrics: Irving Berlin. Book: Howard Lindsay + Russel Crouse. Premiere: Saturday, October 20, 1962. . Don't be afraid of romance.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly. Fa la la la la, la la la la. 'Tis the season to be jolly. Fa la la la la, la la la la. Don we now our gay apparel.
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We run along easy at periscope depth. Sun dappling through clear water. So went the dream of the drowned submariner. Far away from the slaughter. . Your hair is a strawflower that sings in the sun.
Sweet surrender on the quayside. You remember we used to run and hide. In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time. And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline.
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I've been around in Donkeytown. too long baby too long. Checking out of Donkeytown. So long, so long, so long. . Her pretty eyes are pretty still. But Jim's got a kind of a squint Yeah.
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan. Gone, Lonnie Donegan. . Play that big Grand Coulee Dam. Nobody love like an Irishman. Gone, Lonnie Donegan. . Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan.
We've paid in hell since Moscow burned. As cossacks tear us piece by piece. Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues. Though death would be a sweet release.
Don't you get it, I don't want to buy your car. Don't you get it, I don't want to buy it. Don't you get it, I don't want to buy your car. Don't you get it, I don't want to buy your car.
Well, look out the window. Never saw so much rain. You better get down to the station. If you want to catch that train. So long, I guess that's that. .
don't often open up this floor. since i handed in my gun. what all these keys are for. now my tour of duty's done. you got to know the switches. now you got your turn.
(bob dylan). . Don't wanna judge nobody, don't wanna be judged. Don't wanna touch nobody, don't wanna be touched. Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt.
The freaks'll stay together. They're a tight old crew. You look at them. and they look at you. I love the ballyhoo girl. but she don't care. It's hard to find love anywhere.
Well I have been it every since I was a kid at school. Now they love me in Newcastle and in Liverpool. I am as hard as a pistol I can't do no wrong. I've been in Birmingham and Bristol to play my song.
(ry cooder). . Some people preaching. They do very well. They take all your money. And you can go to hell. And that's all. That's all. When you could have jesus.