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St. Louis Blues
W.C. Handy I hate to see that evening sun go down I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause, my baby, he's gone left this town Fellin' tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way St. Louis woman with her diamond ring Pulls that man around by her If it wasn't for her and her That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis Blues Blues as I can be That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me I love my baby like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint'n rye I love my man till the day I die............. |
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All of me
Why not take all of me Cant you see Im no good without you Take my lips I want to loose them Take my arms Ill never use them Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry How can I go on dear without you You took the part that once was my heart So why not take all of me |
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Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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I Cover The Waterfront
Johnny W. Green / Edward Heyman Away from the city that hurts and knocks, I'm standing alone by the desolate docks in the still and the chill of the night I see the horizon the great unknown my heart has an ache it's as heavy as stone with the dawn coming on, make it last I cover the waterfront I'm watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me I cover the waterfront In search of my love An I'm covered By a starlit sky above Here am I Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh how I yearn Where are you Have you thought back time Will you remember Will you return Will the one I love Be coming back To me............ |
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This suspense is killin' me
I can't stand uncertainty Tell me now, I've got to know Whether you want me to stay or go Love me or leave me or let me be lonely You won't believe me, I love you only I'd rather be lonely Then happy with somebody else You might find the night time The right time for kissin' But night time is my time For just reminiscin' Regrettin' instead of forgettin' with somebody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue I want your love but I don't want to borrow To have it today to give back tomorrow For your love is my love There's no love for nobody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue I want your love but I don't want to borrow To have it today to give back tomorrow For your love is my love There's no love for nobody else |
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless Dear as the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black culture's Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy, with shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers And prayers that I say I know But let them not weep Let them know That I'm glad to go For death is no dream And in death I'm caressing you With the last Breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I awake and I find You asleep in the deep of my heart Deep Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday |
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I Cover The Waterfront
Johnny W. Green / Edward Heyman Away from the city that hurts and knocks, I'm standing alone by the desolate docks in the still and the chill of the night I see the horizon the great unknown my heart has an ache it's as heavy as stone with the dawn coming on, make it last I cover the waterfront I'm watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me I cover the waterfront In search of my love An I'm covered By a starlit sky above Here am I Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh how I yearn Where are you Have you thought back time Will you remember Will you return Will the one I love Be coming back To me............ |
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I`m Yours
Johnny Green / E.Y. Harburg Ask the sky above And ask the earth below Why I’m so in love And why I love you so Couldn't tell you though I tried do Just why I'm yours When you went away You left a glowing spark Trying to be gay as Whistling in the dark I am only what you make me Come take me I'm yours How can I happy I would be to beg or borrow For sorrow With you Even though I knew Tomorrow You'd say we were through If we drift apart Then I'll be lost and alone Though you use my heart Just for a steppin’ stone How can I help dreaming of you I love you I'm yours How can I happy I would be to beg or borrow For sorrow With you Even though I knew Tomorrow You'd say we were through If we drift apart Then I'll be lost and alone Though you use my heart Just for a steppin’ stone How can I help dreaming of you I love you I'm yours....... |
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Embraceable You_
George and Ira Gershwin .. Embrace me My sweet embraceable you Embrace me My irreplaceable you Just to look at you My heart grows tipsy in me You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you Don't be naughty baby Come to me Come to me do My sweet embraceable you I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you Don't be naughty baby Come to me Come to me do My sweet embraceable you.......... |
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Never had nothing
No one to care That's why I seem to have More than my share I've got a man crazy for me He's funny that wayWhen I hurt his feelings Once in a while His only answer is one little smile I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that wayI can see no other way And no better plan End it all and let him go To some better gal But I'm only human A coward at best I'm more than certain He'd follow me WestThough he loves to work And slave for me everyday He'd be so much better off If I went away But why should I leave him Why should I go He'd be unhappy without me I know I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that way |
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I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad
I long to try something I never had Never had no kissin' Oh, what I've been missin' Lover man, oh, where can you be? The night is cold and I'm so alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own Got a moon above me But no one to love me Lover man, oh, where can you be? I've heard it said That the thrill of romance Can be like a heavenly dream I go to bed with a prayer That you'll make love to me Strange as it seems Someday we'll meet And you'll dry all my tears Then whisper sweet Little things in my ear Hugging and a-kissing Oh, what I've been missing Lover man, oh, where can you be? |
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I say Ill move the mountains
And Ill move the mountains If he wants them out of the way Crazy he calls me Sure, Im crazy Crazy in love, I say I say Ill go through fire And Ill go through fire As he wants it, so it will be Crazy he calls me Sure, Im crazy Crazy in love, you see Like the wind that shakes the bough He moves me with a smile The difficult Ill do right now The impossible will take a little while I say Ill care forever And I mean forever If I have to hold up the sky Crazy he calls me Sure, Im crazy Crazy in love am i |
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Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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You′d be so easy to love
So easy to idolize All others above So worth the yearning for So swell to keep every homefire burning for We′d be so grand at the game So carefree together That it does seem a shame That you can′t see Your future with me ′Cause you′d be oh, so easy to love |
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A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places Still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you. A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumblin'words That told you what my heart meant A fair ground painted swings These foolish things remind me of you.You came, you saw, you conquered me When you did that to me I knew somehow this had to be The winds of march that made my heart a dancer A telephone that rings but who's to answer Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you |
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This suspense is killin' me
I can't stand uncertainty Tell me now, I've got to know Whether you want me to stay or go Love me or leave me or let me be lonely You won't believe me, I love you only I'd rather be lonely Then happy with somebody else You might find the night time The right time for kissin' But night time is my time For just reminiscin' Regrettin' instead of forgettin' with somebody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue I want your love but I don't want to borrow To have it today to give back tomorrow For your love is my love There's no love for nobody else There'll be no one unless that someone is you I intend to be independently blue I want your love but I don't want to borrow To have it today to give back tomorrow For your love is my love There's no love for nobody else |
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