I used to be a railroad bum a living on the go. I rode freights from Canada down to Mexico. From sunny Cal to Minnesot where the rippling waters falls.
Might as well admit it you don't really love me. You've been acting funny for so long. It hurts to think that you think you're above me. But it hurts more to admit that I've been wrong.
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone. Let's pretend that we're together all alone.. I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low.. And you can tell your friend there with you, he'll have to go..
Precious mem'ries unseen angels sent from somewhere to my soul. How they linger ever near me as the sacred past unfold. Precious mem'ries how they linger how they ever flood my soul.
Please release me let me go. for I don't love you anymore. To waste our lives would be a sin. Release me and let me love again. . I have found a new love dear.
Poor little doll, you're too young for tears. I'm in love with you, honey, up to my ears. I know that you go for somebody else. But he's gonna drop you, he told me himself.
Please leave my darling alone she's the only love I have known. Go find someone else I want her for myself so please leave my darling alone. Down deep she wants to be true but like a child with a toy bright and new.
Trying to forget the thrill of holding you will I ever stop thinking of happiness we knew Who are you thinking of in your dreams at night Who are you longing for when you hug your pillow tight But I'll forget I'll forget I know I will Maybe I will find a heart that's true and a love that's real Trying to forget the times you broke my heart Remembering how happy you made me at the start Please won't you listen I want you to know though you have hurt me I still love you so.
There's a little girl lives on our street. She's awful sweet and pretty. The boys stand on their heads for her. But she thinks they're all silly. She's got freckles on her nose.
Overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight. . I met you on the Sunday night by that Monday morning. Overnight, although I wondered. Overnight, what's wrong with me.
I strolled to an old mission garden and as I was kneeling alone. An arm gently fell on my shoulder it was the padre of old San Antone. We went for a walk in the garden and as we were talking alone.
Out with someone new almost every day. People look at me I can hear them say. He's so lucky he has everything going his way. . I can't let them know that I really don't.
Give me one dozen roses. Put my heart in beside them. Send them to the one I love. . She'll be glad to receive them. And I know she'll believe them. There's something we've been talking of.
Give me one dozen roses. Put my heart in beside them. Send them to the one I love. . She'll be glad to receive them. And I know she'll believe them. There's something we've been talking of.
Once upon a time life was lovely I never found time to complain. Once upon a time blue skies were mine but now it's beginning to rain. I'm so unprepared for the weather although there's a storm in my heart.
(Tige you were faithful faithful to the end. Tige now I miss you you were my best friend). Three years of Army Service done and I was headin' home at last.
Gimme that old time religion. Gimme that old time religion. Gimme that old time religion. It's good enough for me.. . It was good for the Hebrew children.
Ver in die Ou Kalahari daar sing die Boere so. Gee ons die Ou Kalahari die Ou Kalahari bo. In misty plains all around me the burning sun and sand. Lovely and peacful surroundings my old Kalahari land.
Many years have come and gone since I wandered from my home. In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. Many a page of life has turned many a lesson I have learned.
There's an old Christmas card in an old dusty trunk. And it brings back sweet memories dear to me. 'Though it's faded and worn, it's as precious as the morn.