Sing me a song of the islands. My serenade that the trade winds blow. Sing me a song of the islands. Where hearts are high and the moon is low. . Where wrippling waters seem to say Aloha au-i-o-ei.
I'm free as a man can be this is the life for me. Go when I want do or I don't no worries and troubles for me. A newspaper for my bed no naggin' woman bangin' my head.
Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright. Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace.
Shopworn and aged what's left of a man. Will never be useless cause he's part of God's plan. . Did you ever think of life as just a shop along the street.
Words & Music by C.E. "Hank" Snow. . There's a heart that is broken today. There is someone who waits far away. One who's kneeling in prayer as she waits for me there.
She wears my my ring to show the world that she belongs to me. She wears my ring to show the world she's mine eternaly. With loving care I place it on her finger.
On a bright and sunny day when a young wife ran away. From a husband who had filled her heart with pain. On the table laid a note these simple words she wrote.
Written by Mickey Newbury - Doug Gilmore. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Morning's come and Lord my mind is aching the sunshine's standing quietly at my door.
Rosalita my Rosalita. Are you waiting for me just as you promised me you would. Rosalita senorita Rosalita. I'd climb back tonight to you like a seagull if I could.
Send me the pillow that you dream on. Don't you know that I still care for you. Send me the pillow that you dream on. So darling I can dream on it too.
The seasons come and go but in my heart I know. Weather it's rain or snow our dreams hold back. The seasons drift on by like clouds across the sky. But we both realize that shadows pass.
Ain't no way to make this easy. No matter how we break it down. What we both got what we needed baby. Let's finish what we started now. . Ain't no use in sifting embers.
(Hans York / T. Armstrong). . Wake up, wake up. Wake my girls every morning. Stand em up, Stand em up. Put their warm clothes on tight. Feed em well, feed em well.
(Hans York/ T. Armstrong). . We never walked down the safest path. Which we would feel regret for. Standing on fences with our heads hanging down. With no risk to keep us open.
Shoeshine champion is in trouble, shoe shine champion where did you go. In the hussled fast pace of the city, better pay attention or you'll miss everything.
Starving nation, time to change the station, of what wee used to. No passion, we lack action, what are we gonna do. . Change or stay the same, are we digging our graves.
Put on your coolest dress. And your hottest pair of shoes. Come on lets go, oh. . Get in my car. Turn the radio on up high. I said high. At the red light.
When I feel all alone and nobody knows. Still gotta smile for a while, I can't let it show. Dry my tears, have no fears and when I'm. (And when I'm). Backstage feeling down and the lights come on.
I have to wonder if this wave's too big to ride. Commit or not commit in such a crazy tide. It's sooner than I thought but you called me out. I've lost control and there's no doubt I'm gonna start all over.
The story of a heart in need. playing on my tv screen. While I sit back and watch it fade. there's gotta be a better way. love is more than what you feel.