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First you say you do
And then you don't And then you say you will And then you won't You're undecided now So what are you gonna do? Now you want to play And then it's no And when you say you'll stay That's when you go You're undecided now So what are you gonna do? I've been sitting on a fence And it doesn't make much sense 'Cause you keep me in suspense And you know it Then you promise to return When you don't I really burn Well, I guess I'll never learn And I show it If you've got a heart And if you're kind Then don't keep us apart Make up your mind You're undecided now So what are you gonna do? |
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Why do you grieve?
Try and believe Life is always sunshine When the heart beats true Banish your fears Smile through your tears When you're sad It makes me feel the same as you... Come to me my melancholy baby Cuddle up and don't be blue All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe You know, dear, that I'm in love with you; Every cloud must have a silver lining Wait until the sun shines through Come on and smile, my honey dear, While I kiss away each tear Or else I shall be melancholy too... |
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A-tisket A-tasket
A brown and yellow basket I send a letter to my mommy On the way I dropped it I dropped it I dropped it Yes on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And put it in her pocket She was truckin on down the avenue Not a single thing to do She went peck, peck, pecking all around When she spied it on the ground She took it She took it My little yellow basket And if she doesn′t bring it back I think that I will die A-tisket A-tasket I lost my yellow basket And if the girlie don′t return it Don′t know what I′ll do Oh dear I wonder where my basket can be (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh gee I wish that little girl I could see (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do we) Oh why was I so careless with that basket of mine? That itty bitty basket was a joy of mine! A-tisket A-tasket I lost my yellow basket Won′t someone help me find my basket And make me happy again? again (Was it green?) No, no, no, no (Was it red?) No, no, no, no (Was it blue?) No, no, no, no Just a little yellow basket A little yellow basket |
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In love with all
Those boys who call On young cuties But now I find I'm all inclined To keep my mind On my duties Since I've begun to share In such a sweet love affair Though I'm in love, I'm not above A date with a duke or a caddie It's just a pose, 'cause my baby knows That my heart belongs to daddy When some good scout, invites me out To dine om some fine fin and haddie My baby's sure, his love is secure Cause my heart belongs to daddy Yes my heart belongs to daddy So I simply couldn't be bad Yes I'm gonna marry daddy Da-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ad If you feel romantic laddy Let me warn you right from the start That my heart belongs to daddy And my daddy belongs to my heart |
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Oh cover me with this deep south
While the wind is cronnin lullabies Talk me into paradise Somewhere deep in the heart of the South Yellow moon is hangin' low Over fields of cotton white as snow My heart longs to turn it gold Somewhere deep in the heart of the South Laughter fills the afternoon And every evening lovers linger on the Swanee shores I can see Magnolias bloom around the cabin door And that's where I'm goin', sure as your born I'm a weary rollin' stone made my mind up and I'm goin' home Come on seed and start to grow Somewhere deep in the heart of the South Laughter fills the afternoon And every evening lovers linger on the Swanee shores I can see Magnolias bloom around the cabin door And that's where I'm goin', sure as your born I'm a weary rollin' stone Nade my mind up and I'm goin' home Come on feet and start to roam! Somewhere deep in the heart of the South Hey come on feet and do your stuff The way is long and the road is rough Somewhere deep in the heart of the South |
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