Where the road runs down by the Butternut Grove. To old Bill Skinners Stream. Do tell at the noonday bell. It's time for a summertime dream. . In a lunch pail town, in a one horse way.
He came down through fields of green. On the summer side of life. His love was ripe. . There was no illusions. On the summer side of life. Only tenderness.
If you really knew how many times I've tried to help you. Make your mind up in the matters of the heart, you'd not be bothered. By the miscues or the bad trips that seem to come and plague us.
Well I got my mail late last night. A letter from a girl who found the time to write. To her lonesome boy somewhere in the night. She sent me a railroad ticket too to take me to her loving arms.
If you've got a heartache. Of the kind that will not pass by. Even if you don't see the end. Of what lies around the bend. Don't stay that way. It's all in a day believe me.
In the dawn's early light. From a long and a sleepless night. She returned again this morning. From her long and restless flight. . And my red hollow eyes.
So fine, so fine the web you spin,. I come too close and I'm caught again!. In the web of wild design,. I do not know what fate is mine!. All the day sit and spin,.
Let go darlin' I can feel the night wind call. I guess I'd better go. I like you more than half as much. As I love your Spanish moss. . Spanish moss hangin' down.
One, two, three, four. . It's almost over, it's almost done. And you can't put the blame on anyone. It's almost easy and it's almost fun. Did you get caught with your britches on?.
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top. The snow is softly falling. The air is still within the silence of my room. I hear your voice softly calling.
Out on the road like a low down Joe. And the bar where we are is so cool I'd like to stay. Misunderstood like I knew I would be. The one I care for don't mind, she's built that way.
Sometimes I don't mind the sunshine. Sometimes I need the rain. Sometimes I don't mind the fun times. Sometimes they're all the same. . When I'm thinking of you.
Hay milonga de amor. hay temblor de gotán. este tango es para vos. Hay milonga de amor. hay temblor de gotán. Hay milonga de amor. Este tango es para vos.
She was something very special to me. The kind of girl you'd like to see. In a movie or a rosary. . She could be straight-laced or homespun. Or free and easy on the run.
Hay milonga de amor. hay temblor de gotn. . Este tango es para vos. . Hay milonga de amor. hay temblor de gotn. . Hay milonga de amor. Este tango es para vos.
Is there someone I can believe in?. Is there somewhere I can hide?. Take me out of the straits, I'm in. Come and stay here by my side. . Somebody I can rely on.
Softly she comes. Whispers the breeze with her passing. In secret love she is laughing. Softly she comes in the night. . Softly she sighs. Sweetly she lies never sleeping.
Momma's got her long dress on. See how that little girl walks. And now, we got it rollin'. How're we gonna get it stopped?. . Momma's got somethin'. Daddy needs more than a lot.
Early in the morning when the dew is on. Each and every rose bud you will find me gone. So knock me down and pick me up, and knock me down again. Break my heart, steal my gold and slander my good name.
I'm standin' at the doorway. My head bowed in my hands. Not knowin' where to sit. Not knowin' where I stand. . My father looms above me. For him there is no rest.