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Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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wished on the moon
For something I never knew Wished on the moon For more than I ever knew A sweeter rose, a softer sky On april days that would not dance by I begged on the stars To throw me a beam or two Wished on the stars And asked for a dream or two I looked for every loveliness It all came true I wished on the moon for you |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do to you You're in love Your heart's a flutter and all day long You only shutter Cuz your poor tongue Just won't utter the words I love you Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Wait a while Till a little moonbeam comes peepin' through You'll get bold You can't resist him And all you'll say When you have kissed him is Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do |
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Leo Robin / Richard Whiting / Ralph Rainger
Who do you think is comin' to town You'll never guess who Lovable, hugable Emily Brown Miss Brown to you What if the rain comes pattering down My heaven is blue Can it be sending me Emily Brown Miss Brown to you I know her eyes will thrill ya But go slow, oh, oh Don't you all get too familiar Why do you think she's comin' to town Just wait and you'll see The lovable little Miss Brown to you Is baby to me, yes, yes Mark it down |
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Arthur Freed / Gus Arnheim / Abe Lyman
I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you What a fool I used to be Now I've found two eyes Just a little bit bluer I've found a heart Just a little bit truer I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me |
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Lord I love my man, tell the world I do
I love my man, tell the world I do But when he mistreats me Makes me feel so blue My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Fought about my supper and put me outdoors Had the dark clay make black spots on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long way to go Some men like me talkin' happy Some calls it snappy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me baby you're built for speed Now if you put that all together Makes me everthing a good man needs |
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Living for you, is easy living.
It's easy to live when you're in love. And, I'm so in love, There's nothing in life, but you. I'll never regret the years I'm giving. They're easy to give when you're in love. I'm happy to do whatever I do, for you. For you...maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun. People say you rule me with one wave of your hand. Darling, it's grand. They just don't understand. Living for you is easy living. It's easy to live when you're in love. And, I'm so in love, There's nothing in life, but you. |
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It cost me a lot
But theres one thing that I've got Its my man Its my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'lll soon forget With my man He is not much on looks He is no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I dont know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do? Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I dont care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forevermore |
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Irene Kitchings / Arthur Herzog Jr.
Some other spring I'll try to love Now I still cling To faded blossoms Fresh from worn Left chrushed and torn Like the love affair I mourn Some other spring When twilight falls Will the night bring Another to me? Not your kind But let me find It's not true that love is blind Sunshine's around me But deep in my heart it's cold as ice Love, once you've found me But can that story unfold twice? Some other spring Will my heart awake? Stirring to sing Love's magic music Then forget the old duet Love in some other spring? Spring? |
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I fell in love with you first time I looked into
Them there eyes And you have a certain lil' cute way of flirtin' With them there eyes They make me feel so happy They make me feel so blue I'm fallin' No stallin' In a great big way for you My heart is jumpin' You've started somethin With them there eyes You'de better look out little brown eyes if you're wise They sparkle They bubble They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble Oh baby them there eyes You're overworkin' them There's danger lurkin' in Them there eyes Maybe you think I'm just flirtin' Maybe you think I'm all lies Just because I get romantic when I gaze in Them there eyes |
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You''re making me blue
All that you do Seems unfair You try not to hear Turn a deaf ear To my prayer It seems you don''t want to see What you are doingg to me My arms are waiting to caress you And to my heart they long to press you, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul I spend my days in longing And wondering it''s me you''re wronging Why haven''t you seen it I''m all for you Body and soul I can''t believe it It hard to conceive it That you''d turn away romance Are you pretending Don''t say it''s the ending I wish I could have one more change to prove, dear My life a hell your''e making You know I''m yours for just the taking I''d gladly surrender Myself to you Body and soul Life''s dreary for me Day''s seem to be long as years I''ve looked for the sun But can see none Through my tears Your heart must be like a stone To leave me like this alone When you could make my life worth living By taking what I''m set on giving, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul |
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In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair Filled with despair Nobody could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude I'm praying Dear Lord above Send back my love |
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I Cover The Waterfront
Johnny W. Green / Edward Heyman Away from the city that hurts and knocks, I'm standing alone by the desolate docks in the still and the chill of the night I see the horizon the great unknown my heart has an ache it's as heavy as stone with the dawn coming on, make it last I cover the waterfront I'm watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me I cover the waterfront In search of my love An I'm covered By a starlit sky above Here am I Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh how I yearn Where are you Have you thought back time Will you remember Will you return Will the one I love Be coming back To me............ |
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless Dear as the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black culture's Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy, with shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers And prayers that I say I know But let them not weep Let them know That I'm glad to go For death is no dream And in death I'm caressing you With the last Breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I awake and I find You asleep in the deep of my heart Deep Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday |
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