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I'm feelin' mighty lonesome,
haven't slept a wink; I walk the floor from nine to four in between I drink Black coffee love's a hand-me-down brew. I'll never know a Sunday in this weekday room. I'm talkin to the shadows one o'clock till four, And Lord, how slow the moments go when all I do is pour Black coffee since the blues caught my eye; I'm hangin' out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry. (Bridge) Now man is born to come a-lovin', And a woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And down her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes. I'm moanin' all the mornin', moanin' all the night And in between it's nicotine and not much heart to fight. Black coffee feelin' low as the ground. It's drivin' me crazy, this waitin' for my baby 'Til he come around, 'til he come around |
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The clock stopped running, darling
When you went away The sun stops shining And the clouds turn to gray To me I can't see nothing in the daze While your are gone The birds did bow their heads 'Cause they all seem to know How much I love you, dear And wanted you so No, there isn't no place I'd want to go While you are gone, gone I didn't realize how precious love could be Now it is plain enough to see To think that I could live In this big cruel world by myself Loving you so much, longing for your touch I know I'm just a fool who didn't play her part To cause us, darling, to be so far apart So how can I repair these broken hearts While you are gone How can I repair these broken hearts While you are gone |
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Wonder why I'm not myself off late
I'm feeling strangely great, I wonder why I suppose some changes could explain Why I walk in the rain, just let him try I guess there is a simple explanation Unless I come up with a new sensation It could be that she's caught up with me And all the mystery, I'm speaking of Is simply that I went and fell in love Is simply that I went and fell in love |
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Just friends, lovers no more
Just friends, but not like before To think of what we've been and not to kiss again Seems like pretending it isn't the ending Two friends drifting apart Two friends, but one broken heart We loved, we laughed, we cried, and suddenly love died |
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I remember other days how I used to weep
Over things you said to me; I couldn't even sleep You forgot your promises, every single vow All you did was laugh at me, but things are different now 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 found two eyes just a little bit bluer I found a heart just a little bit truer I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me How can I forget the hours that I worried through Wondering the live long day just what next thing to do? In those days you never thought anything of me But the slave that was all yours and now at last is free 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 found two eyes just a little bit bluer I 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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Summertime
and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is fine Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' So hush little baby don't you cry One of these mornings You're goin' to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by One of these mornings You're goin' to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by standin' by |
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Goodnight my love, the tired old moon is descending
Goodnight my love, my moment with you now is ending It was so heavenly, holding you, close to me It will be heavenly to hold you again in a dream The stars above have promised to meet us tomorrow Till then my love, how dreary the new day will seem So for the present, dear, we'll have to part Sleep tight, my love, goodnight, my love Remember that you're mine sweetheart Goodnight my love, your mommy is kneeling beside you Goodnight my love, to dreamland the sandman will guide you Come now you sleepyhead, close your eyes, and go to bed My precious sleepyhead, you mustn't play peek-a-boo Goodnight my love, your little Dutch dolly is yawning Goodnight my love, your teddy bear called it a day Your doggy's fast asleep, my but he's smart Sleep tight, my love, goodnight my love |
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All day long, before my eyes come little visions of you
They shouldn't, they mustn't, but they do, they do And I can't get out of this mood, can't get over this feeling Can't get out of this mood Last night your lips were too appealing The thrill should have been all gone by today in the usual way But it's only your arms I'm out of Can't get out of this dream What a fool I was to dream of you It wasn't part of my scheme to sigh and tell you that I love you But I'm sayin' it, I'm playin' it dumb Can't get out of this mood, heartbreak, here I come The thrill should have been all gone by today in the usual way But it's only your arms I'm out of Can't get out of this dream What a fool I was to dream of you It wasn't part of my scheme to sigh and tell you that I love you But I'm sayin' it, I'm playin' it dumb Can't get out of this mood, heartbreak, here I come This mood, can't get out of this mood, can't get out of this mood |
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm,
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever, But I know it isn't spring. I'm starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing. Oh, why should I have spring fever When it isn't even spring? I keep wishing I were somewhere else, Walking down a strange new street. Hearing words that I have never heard From a man I've yet to meet. I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing. I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud Or a robin on the wing. But I feel so gay, In a melancholy way, That it might as well be spring. And that's why I feel this way, And yet I know it's not spring today, But it might as well be spring. |
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You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin' You treat me coldly each day in the year You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear I must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me |
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I'm gonna love you
Like no one's loved you, Come rain or come shine. High as a mountain, Deep as a river, Come rain or come shine. I guess when you met me, It was just one of those things. But don't ever bet me Cause I'm gonna be true If you'll let me. You're gonna love me Like nobody's loved me, Come rain or come shine. Happy together, Unhappy together, And won't it be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny. We're in or we're out of money. But I'm with you always, I'm with you rain or shine. I'm gonna love you, Like nobody's loved you, Come rain or come shine. Happy together, Unhappy together, And won't it be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny. We're in or we're out of money. But I'm with you always. I'm with you rain or shine. |
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Brooks Bowman
East of the sun and west of the moon, We'll build a dream house of love Near to the sun in a day, near to the moon at night, We'll live in a lovely way dear Living our love in memory Just you and I, forever and a day, Love will not die, we'll keep it that way, Up among the stars we'll find A harmony of life, too lovely tune East of the sun and west of the moon, dear, East of the sun and west of the moon. Just you and I we'll build a dream house so lovely |
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Oh, why is it I spend the day
Wake up and end the day thinking of you? Oh, why does it do this to me? Is it such bliss to be thinking of you? And when I fall asleep at night It seems you just tip-toe into all my dreams So I think of no other one Ever since I've begun thinking of you When I fall asleep at night It seems, you just tip-toe into all my dreams So I think of no other one Ever since I've begun day in, day out Without a doubt I'll be thinking, thinking of you |
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Perdido, I look for my heart it's perdido
I lost it way down in Torido While chancing a dance fiesta Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero He said taking off his sombrero: 'Let's meet for a sweet fietsa' High was the sun when we first came close Low was the moon when we said adios Perdido, since then has my heart been perdido I know I must go to Torido, that yearning to lose perdido I look for my heart it's perdido I lost it way down in Torido He glanced as I danced the Bolero He smiled as he tipped his sombrero High was the moon when we first came close Low was the moon when we said adios Since then has my heart been perdido I must go to Torido, that yearning telude Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido The day the fiesta started Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido That's when my heart departed It's perdido! |
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Woo,
Wo-o-oo-wo-wo, Wo-o-oo-wo-wo, Wo-o-oo-wo-wo When the deep purple falls Over sleepy garden walls And the stars begin to twinkle in the night In the mist of a memory You wander all back to me Breathing my name with a sigh In the still of the night Once again I hold you tight Tho' you're gone your love lives on when light beams And as long as my heart will beat Sweet lover, we'll always meet Here in my deep purple dreams When the deep purple falls Over sleepy garden walls And the stars begin to twinkle In the night In the mist of a memory You wander all back to me Breathing my name with a sigh In the still of the night Once again I hold you tight Tho' you're gone your love lives on when moonlight beams And as long as my heart will beat Sweet lover, we'll always meet Here in my deep purple dreams And as long as my heart will beat Sweet lover, we'll always meet Here in my deep purple dreams Wo-o-oo-wo-wo, Wo-o-oo-wo-wo, Wo-o-oo-wo-wo |
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They call it vanity because I'd rather be
All by myself instead of laughing with the crowd If I don't care to be part of their gaiety They often say to me, "Don't be so proud" But how are they to know I'm looking high and low For love that used to be my own I never even glance When I'm offered new romance I can't because I'm yours alone Till you forgive again I'll never live again So will it be as long as we are far apart It may be vanity to think you'll come to me But is it vanity to hide a broken heart |
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Our love is a dream
But in my reverie I can see that this love Was meant for me Only a poor fool Never schooled in the whirlpool Of romance could be so cruel As you are to me My dreams Are as worthless as tin to me Without you Life will never begin to be So love me As I love you in my reverie Make my dream a reality Let's dispense with formality Come to me in my reverie My reverie |
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Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new Your new dreams for old I know where they're bought I know where they're sold Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight And you'll be met there by others like you Brothers as blue Smiling on the street of dreams Love laughs at a king Kings don't mean a thing On the street of dreams Dreams broken in two can be made like new On the street of dreams Gold, sliver and gold All you can hold is in the moonbeams Poor, no one is poor Long as love is sure On the street of dreams Midnight, look at the steeple, it's midnight Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy It's ringing with cheer 'Cause yesterday's gone Tomorrow is near Midnight, the heart is lighter at midnight Things will be brighter the moment you find More of your kind Smiling on the street of dreams Love laughs at a king Kings don't mean a thing On the street of dreams Dreams broken in two can be made like new On the street of dreams Gold, sliver and gold All you can hold is in the moonbeams Poor, no one is poor Long as love is sure On the street of dreams |
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The time is coming soon to say goodbye
A time of sadness it will be But, honey, listen to my parting sigh And linger on awhile with me The stars above you yet linger awhile They whisper I love you; oh, linger awhile And when you have gone away Every hour seems like a day I've something to tell you Oh, linger awhile The stars above you yet linger awhile They whisper I love you; oh, linger awhile And when you have gone away Every hour seems like a day I've something to tell you Oh, linger awhile |
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Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving in my lonely world over here For you have left me and where is our April [Incomprehensible] old? You have left me and winter continues cold As if to say spring will be a little slow to start A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear It's merely that spring will be a little late this year Spring will be a little late this year A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart Yes, time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear It's merely that spring will be a little late, a little late this year |
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If there is a Cinderella
Looking for a steady fella Listen to my serenade in blue Toss at night upon my pillow Mournful as a weeping willow Haunted by my serenade in blue Why must I go on dreaming of An imaginary love Wish I had someone to sing to One that I could kiss and cling to No one hears my serenade in blue Toss at night upon my pillow Mournful as a weeping willow Haunted by my serenade in blue Why must I go on dreaming of An imaginary love Wish I had someone to sing to One that I could kiss and cling to No one hears my serenade in blue |
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