The sentimental sun in his teary sky. Says he doesn't want to shine today. You tell me to imagine myself with another lover. That's easy for you to say.
I see your eyes drifting, drifting. I'm really not that naive. You wear a smile but it's drifting, drifting. While I wear my heart on my sleeve. I feel your coldness against my skin.
Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighs. I'm not too good at leavin' time. I got no taste for grievin' time, no, no, not me. . You've been my near ones, always my dear ones.
Missed the Saturday dance. Heard they crowded the floor. Couldn't bear it without you. Don't get around much anymore. . Thought I'd visit the club. Got as far as the door.
Well, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. But don't fence me in. Let me ride through that wide open country that I love. Don't fence me in.
Hello Central give me Doctor Jazz. He's got what I need, I'll say he has. When the world goes wrong and I've got the blues. He's the guy who makes me.
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?. And miss her each night and day. I know I'm not wrong because the feeling's. Gettin' stronger the longer I stay away.
Do nothin' till you hear from me. Pay no attention to what's said. Why one should tear the seam of anyone's dream. It's over my head. . Do nothin' till you hear from me.
Hey pretty mama. I'm gonna do dat thing. Hey pretty mama. Show me how to to dat thing. . Show me how to do dat thing. It be's the way sometime. . (Spoken).
DO - a deer, a female deer. RE - a drop of golden sun. MI - a name, I call myself. FA - a long long way to run. SO - a needle pulling thread. LA - a note to follow SO.
Let the joyous news be spread. Let the joyous news be spread. The wicked old witch at last is dead. . Below, below, yo ho, let's open up and sing. And ring the bells out ding dong the merry oh.
Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble. He rambled all around, in and out of town. Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble. He rambled till the butcher cut him down.
Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
Now you say you're lonely. You cry the whole night through. Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river. I cried a river over you. . Now you say you're sorry.
Come by me, come talk to me baby. Tell me how we can combine. Will you be my sunshine forever. Will you be a friend of mine. . Try me out and if you get excited.
Take me... take me. To the city beneath the sea. The river will wrap around me. And the music will let me be. You can find me on the neutral ground. On the corner of fleur-de-lis.
I'm doing my Christmas dreaming. A little early this year. . No sign of snow around. And yet I go around. Hearing jingle bells ringing in my ear. . Your promise.
Once a year there is a very special day. So much more than presents coming on a sleigh. Beautiful and rare, a hope is in the air. Serene just like a prayer, believing that it's never ending.
(Hi, there Tex, what you say?). Step aside partner, it's my day. Bend an ear and listen to my version. Of a really solid Tennessee excursion. . Pardon me boys, is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?.