Stand by yourself, in the still of the night. When people are quietly sleeping. Then up at the window, a lady in white. And the wind brings the sound of her weeping.
Tore out her page from my little book. Took out her picture, gave it one last look. Hung a big sign out on the door. Sayin' love don't live around here anymore.
Oh mary this london's a wonderful sight. With the people here working by day and by night. They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat. But there's gangs of them that's what I've been told.
Could a feeling be so wrong,. Why I left you for so long,. Home, though I miss you more each day,. There was nothing you could say,. I had to go my way,.
I've never seen blue eyes. Filled with so much love. I never thought I'd find. What I found in your touch. . Someone up there must like me. 'Cause I'm lookin' at the proof.
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,. In the ranks of death you'll find him;. His fathers sword he has girded on,. And his wild harp slung behind him..
If I seem a little strange I've been spending too much time on my own,. You're expecting me to change overnight or you will hang up the phone.. But on that day I needed you found me,.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your hearts be light. From now on our troubles will be out of sight. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Highfly, touch the sky,. Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry?. Good time, feeling fine.. Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine?. . For many years. You played the joker and you always won..
There is not in the wild world a valley so sweet,. As the vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;. Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart,.
I'm startin' to notice things in my life. Seein' it all in a different light. And I've opened my eyes. . I'm learnin' to gaze up at the stars. See 'em for more than what they are.
You really think you're something,. Say you've heard it all before,. Each man has his number,. Does it help you keep the score,. Now you count the faces,.
(chorus). O cruel is the snow. That sweeps glencoe. And covers the grave o donald. And cruel was the foe. That raped glencoe. And murderd the house of.
Yea. Mmmm. . After drivin' all night Daddy stopped the car. Said, "Wake up kids. Here we are. This is our new home". Yea. From that Oldsmobile all I could see.
You really think you're something,. Say you've heard it all before,. Each man has his number,. Does it help you keep the score,. Now you count the faces,.
Time and time again I am asked the same questions:. "John where did you study?". "Are you professionally trained?". "Is it difficult to stay in voice?".
Flat tire on the interstate. Too many nights of workin' too late. Had a run in with an old memory. No, it ain't been the best of weeks. . But it goes good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere.
Tell me the right thing to say,. Don't think that I've got no pride.. There's something that stands in my way,. Every time I'm by her side.. You say I'll get hurt in the end,.
Time and time again I am asked the same questions:. "john where did you study? ". "are you professionally trained? ". "is it difficult to stay in voice? ".
I've lost where I'm going. No one beside me showing how.. Won't you look at me now?. We talk, but we don't mean it,. I thought I'd really seen it all..