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| 2. |
| 2:22 | 
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I wonder who's kissing her now
I wonder who's teaching her now I wonder who's looking right smack in the eyes Oh breathing sighs and telling lies Well I wonder who's buying the wine For the lips that I used to call mine Well I wonder if she ever tells him of me Wonder who's kissing her now Oh I wonder who's buying the wine For the lips that I used to call mine Well I wonder if she ever tells him of me I wonder who's kissing her now |
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| 2:51 |
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Smile though your heart is aching smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow smile and maybe tomorrow You'll see the sun come shining through for you Light up your face with gladness hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near That's the time you must keep on trying smile what's the use of crying You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just smile That's the time you must keep on trying... |
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| 2:11 |
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Everyone knows she's a rambling rose, she's a beauty growing wild
Birds in their nests seem to whistle their best Mother Nature's favorite child She's got that kind of affection that just winds around your heart You'd better run for protection or she might upset your flower cart Hate to disclose that my rambling rose is gonna meet her Waterloo I'll let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do Anyone knows you can train a rose to be a clinging vine So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence round that rambling rose of mine She's got that kind of affection that just winds around your heart You'd better run for protection or she might upset your flower cart Hate to disclose that my rambling rose is gonna meet her Waterloo I'll let her play but she can't get away 'cause I know just what to do Anyone knows you can train a rose to be a clinging vine So from this day hence there'll be a picket fence round that rambling rose of mine |
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| 2:58 |
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What a day this has been what a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love There's a smile on my face for the whole human race Why it's almost like being in love All the music of life seems to be like a bell that is ringin' for me And from the way that I feel when that bell starts to peal I would swear I was falling swear I was falling almost like being in love (What a day this has been what a rare mood I'm in Why it's almost like being in love) Oh there's a smile on my face for the whole human race Why it's almost like being in love All the music of life seems to be... |
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| 6. |
| 2:05 |
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Yeah it's a good day for singin' a song
And it's a good good day for movin' along Yeah it's a good day how could anything go wrong A good day from morning till night Yes it's a good day for shinin' your shoes And it's a good good day for losin' the blues Everything to gain and nothing to lose Cause it's a good day from morning till night I said to the sun good morning sun rise and shine today You know you've got to get goin' if you're gonna make a showin' And you know you've got the right of way Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills And it's a good day for curin' your ills So take a deep breath and throw away your pills Cause it's a good day from morning till night (I said to the sun good morning sun rise and shine today You know you've got to get goin' if you're gonna make a showin' And you know you've got the right of way) Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills... Good day from morning till night yeah (Good good day from morning till night) |
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| 2:35 |
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Every little breeze is sighin'
Of love undyin' at sundown Every little bird is restin' And feather nestin' at sundown. Each little rosebud is sleeping While shadows are creeping In a little cottage cozy The world seems rosy at sundown. Where a loving smile will greet me And always meet me at sundown I seem to sigh I'm in heaven When night is fallin' And love is callin' me home. (Every little breeze is sighin' Of love undyin' at sundown Every little bird is restin' And feather nestin' at sundown.) Each little rosebud is sleeping While shadows are creeping In a little cottage cozy The world seems rosy at sundown. Callin' me home, callin' me home... |
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| 2:25 |
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| 9. |
| 2:30 |
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| 10. |
| 2:20 |
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I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air, They fly so high, Nearly reach the sky, Then like my dreams They fade and die. Fortune's always hiding, I've looked everywhere, I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air. When shadows creep, When I'm asleep, To lands of hope I stray! I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air, They fly so high, Nearly reach the sky, Then like my dreams They fade and die. Fortune's always hiding, I've looked everywhere, I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air. |
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