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(Spoken:) A western ranch is just a branch of Nowhere Junction to me.
Give me the city where living's pretty and the gals wear finery. East is east and west is west And the wrong one I have chose Let's go where I'll keep on wearin' Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows Rings and things and buttons and bows Don't bury me in this prairie Take me where the cement grows Let's move down to some big town Where they love a gal by the cut o' her clothes And I'll stand out In buttons and bows I'll love you in buckskin Or skirts that I've homespun But I'll love ya' longer, stronger where Yer friends don't tote a gun My bones denounce the buckboard bounce And the cactus hurts my toes Let's vamoose where gals keep usin' Those silks and satins and linen that shows And I'm all yours in buttons and bows Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes And French perfume that rocks the room And I'm all yours in buttons and bows |
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Georgia......Georgia..........the whole day through
Just an old sweet song.....keeps Georgia on my mind I said now, Georgia.....Georgia......a song of you Comes as sweet and clear.....as moonlight through the pines Other arms reach out to me.......other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see.......the road leads back to you I said, Georgia........ Georgia......... no peace I find Just an old sweet song........keeps Georgia on my mind (instrumental break) Other arms reach out to me........other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see......the road leads back to you Now ya know it′s, Georgia....Georgia...no peace, no peace I find Just this old, sweet song......keeps Georgia on my mind Just this old sweet song.......keeps Georgia on my mind |
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I love those dear hearts and gentle people
who live in my home town Because those dear hearts and gentle people will never ever let you down They read the good book from fri' till monday that's how the weekend goes I've got a dream house I'll build there one day With picket fence and ramblin' rose I feel so welcome each time that I return That my happy heart keeps laughin' like a clown I love the dear hearts and gentle people who live and love in my home town There's a place I'd like to go and it's Battern. Idaho. where your friendly neighbors smile and say 'hello' It's a pleasure and a treat to meander down the street That's why I want the whole wide world to know I love those dear hearts and gentle people who like in my home town Because those dear hearts and gentle people will never ever let you down. |
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If you wanna do right by your appetite,
If you're fussy about your food, Take a choo-choo today, head New England way, And we'll put you in the happiest mood. with: Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy Makes your eyes light up, Your tummy say "Howdy." Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy I never get enough of that wonderful stuff. Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan dowdy makes the sun come out When Heavens are cloudy, Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy, I never get enough of that wonderful stuff! Mama! When you bake, Mama! I don't want cake; Mama! For my sake Go to the oven and make some ever lovin' Sh, Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy Makes your eyes light up, Your tummy say "Howdy," Shoo Fly Pie and Apple Pan Dowdy I never get enough of that wonderful stuff! |
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In a quaint caravan
There's a lady they call The Gypsy She can look in the future And drive away all your fears Everything will come right If you only believe The Gypsy She could tell at a glance That my heart was so full of tears She looked at my hand and told me My lover was always true And yet in my heart I knew, dear Somebody else was kissing you But I'll go there again 'Cause I want to believe The Gypsy That my lover is true And will come back to me some day ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By B. REID <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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