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You're the reason I'm living
You're the breath that I take You're the stars in my heaven You're the sun when I wake You're the reason I'm living Oh you carry me through All of life's little burdens I'd be lost without you A long long time ago When I was down Wo-o-o you picked me up And showed me true love Still could be found You're the reason I do things You're the things that I do You're the reason I'm livin I'd be lost without you Come and tell me again You're the reason I'm living Oh you carry me through All of life's little burdens I'd be lost without you |
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Eighteen yellow roses came today
Eighteen yellow roses in a pretty bouquet When the boy came to the door I didn't know what to say But eighteen yellow roses came today I opened up the card to see what it said I couldn't believe my eyes When I had read Though you belong to another I love you anyway Yes eighteen yellow roses came today I never doubted your love for a minute I always thought that you would be true But now this box and the flowers in it I guess there's nothin' left for me to do But ask to meet the boy that's done this thing And find out if he's got plans to buy you a ring 'Cause eighteen yellow roses will wilt and die one day But a father's love will never fade away Will never fade away ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BOBBY DARIN <i>Lyrics © WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC</i> |
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They say the neon lights are bright
On Broadway They say there's always magic in the air But when you're walkin' down that street And you ain't got enough to eat The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere They say the chicks are somethin' else On Broadway But lookin' at them just gives me the blues 'Cause how ya gonna make some time When all you got is one thin dime And one thin dime won't even shine your shoes They say that I won't last too long On Broadway I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home they all say But they're dead wrong, I know they are 'Cause I can play this here guitar And I won't quit till I'm a star On Broadway But they're dead wrong, I know they are 'Cause I can play this here guitar And I won't quit till I'm a star On Broadway On Broadway I'm gonna make it, yeah On Broadway I'll be a big, big man On Broadway I'll have my name in lights On Broadway Everybody gonna know me On Broadway All up and down Broadway On Broadway |
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Ballads are being sung
But not for me Church bells are being rung But not for me I am without love But I don't doubt love can be Warm and tender for some But not for me Poems are being read But not for me Prayers are being said But not for me I've never known love Or been shown love, you see And maybe there is such a thing But not for me So let all of your singers sing But not for me And let all of your church bells ring But not for me And if tomorrow All your sorrows should be Just like mine then you cry But not for me No, not me Never for me |
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