Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth. Tell me why you're weeping. Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth. When you should be sleeping. What secret are you keeping. Jessye' Lisabeth, pray tell.
You. You. Came into my life. It was sunshine everywhere. You were outta sight. Just standing, shining there. Shining there. Shining there. All my days were bright.
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain. Softly blows over Lullaby bay. It fills the sails of boats that are waiting. Waiting, to sail your worries away.
Hurry Tuesday child. Its time to be a goin'. Your good news day, child. Has come at last. Hold your chance in your dusty hand. One way ticket to a promised land.
I want to tell you all the story. 'Bout the Harper Valley widow wife. Who had a teenage daughter. Who attended Harper Valley Junior High. . Well, her daughter came home one afternoon.
Took the Continental Trailways. 'Cause I didn't have the fare. To get from Cincinnati to Los Angeles by air. . The guy who said he'd meet me. In a shiny limousine.
I remember it all very well lookin' back. It was the summer that I turned eighteen. We lived in a one-room, run down shack. On the outskirts of New Orleans.
Just outside of delta country. Where the bitter weeds growin wild. Born seven miles outside of Woodland. Was a Chicasaw County child. . An Poppa done brung us some peppermint candy.
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you. You're so like the lady with the mystic smile. Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?. For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?.
Here are some samples of the fabric, Miss Morgan. I know how painful it must be. But I guess it's your responsibility. I understand he was your fiancee.
Got a pollywog in your water. Tadpole in the moonshine vat. An' granddaddy-long-leg climbing on the screen. You better watch, you're gonna squash him flat.
Billy the kid I understand you. It really ain't your fault that the west is so wild. Billy the kid cain't reprimand you. You must have been deprived when you was a child.
Beverly packs her lunch pail silently. In the light of the dawn's gray gloom. In her lonely room. . Beverly works all day at the factory. On her feet from five to nine.
Benjamin rode out of Montana. On a Palomino pony. He told me he was all alone. He lost his family in forty-nine. . Benjamin took me to San Diego. Guess we caused quite a commotion.
Rain on my Sunday shoes. Pick up the daily news. Looks like tomorrows blues. But its better than none. . Call on the telephone. knowin' that he's not home.
Another place, another time. Another song, another rhyme. Is it so wrong to wish it so?. The seasons come, the seasons go. Another year, another day. So long ago, and far away.....
Two men sittin' in straight back chairs. Feet propped up on the railin'. Sittin' in front of the country store. Discussin' how the crops were failin'.
Do the right thing, think it all through. Thats all I ever heard from you. My grown up, sensible, practical self. Right now I dont really need your help.
Im glad you got it, yeah thats good. You wanna know how to thank me. And you probably should. You can take a minute to get me on the phone. Send a certified letter stamp it and its gone.
Can I love you more?. Than I do right now. Let's find out,. Let's find out,. Let's find out,. Could it be forever. Just a little bit more. Let's find out.