Maybe its much too early in the game. Ah, but I thought Id ask you just the same. What are you doing New Years. New Years Eve?. . Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight.
Wouldn't it be nice to walk together. Baring our souls while wearing out the leather. We could talk shop, harmonize a song. Wouldn't it be nice to walk along.
Comme un loup sortant de la foret. Bete sauvage. Reputee suspecte. Ils te traitent de malin de redoubtable. Ca me semble une conquete formidable. . Y'a longtemps que j'te regarde de loin.
Lord I'm travellin' on for Jesus night and day. Yes I'm travellin' now for Jesus night and day. I want you to make up on your mind. Sure a good friend's hard to find, Lord.
Weather man on the radio. Threatens rain, maybe snow. He just forecasts, he don't know. I need blue skies, I've got to go. . I'm not a cowboy, I've never been shot.
I bid farewell to the state of old New York. My home away from home. In the state of New York I came of age. When first I started roaming. . And the trees grow high in New York state.
This summer I went swimming. This summer I might have drowned. But I Held my breath, kicked my feet. And I moved my arms around,. Moved my arms around.
Oh father come to the window. Look over yonder lake. At the wondrous golden city. Beyond the icy wake. In my short life we've passed this way. Ten times or more.
Red running shoes with crumbling soles. Clashed with pink pearls 'round my love wanton soul. My body was attired in jute, jean and satin. I waited for Valentine.
My Mama drives a cab. For the Star Cab company. And when she's on a call. I'm in my own custody. . Don't throw the meter, mama. . She drives me into town.
People love the working man. Who does the best that he can. But don't forget all the horses and toys. Never could fix the poor, little, rich boys. . People say they love the maid.
Southern boys are warm and lovely. They speak gently of their homes and show you pictures of the folks. Their breath in your ear is as soft as the cotton.
I used to know a pretty girl. Who cut off all her hair. The scissors flew among the curls. And curls went everywhere. . I gathered up her fallen locks.
In Delaware when I was younger. I would live the life obscene. In the spring I had great hunger. I was Brando I was dean. . Blaspheming booted blue-jeaned baby boy.
All the streets are filled with laughter and light. And the music of the season. And the merchant's windows are all bright. With the faces of the children.
Children like to dance, children like to sing. Children like to play with almost anything. A little piece of wood, tiny bit of string. Tied together, it's a wonderful thing.
Perrine tait servante, Perrine tait servante. Chez Monsieur le Cur, digue donda dondaine. Chez Monsieur le Cur, digue donda dond. Son amant vient la voir, son amant vient la voir.
On my way to town. Got my money in my secret pocket. On my way to town. Till I get there I won't turn around. I'm dropping pebbles in my tracks. I will not get lost when I come back.
The moon shines bright and the stars give a light,. A little before it is day. The Lord our God He for-gave us,. And bids us awake and pray.. The life of man is but a span,.
Never had no biscuit. Never had no sweater to wear. To keep me from the cold. . Never no potato. Never had no leather on my feet. 'Til I was five years old.