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Too Close For Comfort
Johnny Mathis
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
George Weiss
Jerry Bock
Larry Holofcener
THEMES
Body
Inspirational
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1957
Be wise, be smart, behave my heart
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your feet
She's too close for comfort
Too close, too close for comfort, please, not again
Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware
On your guard, take care
While there's such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She's much too close for comfort now
Too close, too close for comfort, please, not again
Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware
On your guard, take care
While there's such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She's much too close for comfort now
Too close, much too close
She's much too close for comfort now
Don't upset your cart when she's so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don't go off your feet
She's too close for comfort
Too close, too close for comfort, please, not again
Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware
On your guard, take care
While there's such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She's much too close for comfort now
Too close, too close for comfort, please, not again
Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware
On your guard, take care
While there's such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She's much too close for comfort now
Too close, much too close
She's much too close for comfort now
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Them There Eyes
Anita O'Day
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doris Tauber
Maceo Pinkard
William G Tracey
THEMES
Body
Happiness
Love
Colours
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1957
I fell in love with you first time I looked into
Them there eyes
Youve got a certain lil cute way of flirtin with
Them there eyes
They make me feel happy
They make me feel blue
No stallin
Im fallin
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin
Sure started somethin with
Them there eyes
Youde better watch them if youre wise
They sparkle
They bubble
Theyre gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
Youre overworkin them
Theres danger lurkin in
Them there eyes
Maybe you think Im just flirtin
Maybe you think Im all lies
Just because I get romantic when I gaze in
Them there eyes
Them there eyes
Youve got a certain lil cute way of flirtin with
Them there eyes
They make me feel happy
They make me feel blue
No stallin
Im fallin
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin
Sure started somethin with
Them there eyes
Youde better watch them if youre wise
They sparkle
They bubble
Theyre gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
Youre overworkin them
Theres danger lurkin in
Them there eyes
Maybe you think Im just flirtin
Maybe you think Im all lies
Just because I get romantic when I gaze in
Them there eyes
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That's When Your Heartaches Begin
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Billy Hill
Fred Fisher
William Raskin
YEAR
1957
If you find your sweetheart in the arms of a friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end
That\'s when your heartaches begin
Love is a thing you\'d never can share
When you bring a friend into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
If you find your sweetheart
In the arms of your best friend, your brother
That\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
And you know, when all your dreams
When all your dreams of a lifetime
Must, must all come to an end
Yeah that\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
Oh, you see love is a thing that
That you never can share
And you know, when you bring a friend
Into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
Well, that\'s when your heartaches begin.
That\'s when your heartaches begin
When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end
That\'s when your heartaches begin
Love is a thing you\'d never can share
When you bring a friend into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
If you find your sweetheart
In the arms of your best friend, your brother
That\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
And you know, when all your dreams
When all your dreams of a lifetime
Must, must all come to an end
Yeah that\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
Oh, you see love is a thing that
That you never can share
And you know, when you bring a friend
Into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
Well, that\'s when your heartaches begin.
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Talkin' 'Bout You
Ray Charles
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ray Charles
THEMES
Food and Drink
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1958
Whoa early in the morning I want to
Tell you 'bout one thing
Who is my friend (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you now (talkin' 'bout)
Who is my friend now (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa baby
Who is my friend now (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Who always defend me, (talkin' 'bout)
If I'm right or wrong now (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Oh baby now (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah(talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah(talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Oh yeah yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the doctor (talkin' 'bout)
On my sick bed (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa baby nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me now (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Oh oh (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me now (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Who's always there (talkin' 'bout)
Every night and day (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Yeah baby (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the sugar(talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the sugar now (talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa (talkin' 'bout)
You know the sugar (talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
When I'm in trouble (talkin' 'bout)
Who sees about me (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
Tell my sister (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my brother (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my father (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my mother (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
You know on Monday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And you know Wednesday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And I know Thursday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And all day Friday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa (talkin' 'bout)
Every day now (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
I know (talkin' 'bout)
And I know (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
I, I, I, I, I, I, I (talkin' 'bout)
I know now (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
I said I know, know (talkin' 'bout)
About you (talkin' 'bout)
About you (talkin' 'bout)
Tell you 'bout one thing
Who is my friend (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you now (talkin' 'bout)
Who is my friend now (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa baby
Who is my friend now (talkin' 'bout)
When all friends are gone? (talkin' 'bout)
Who always defend me, (talkin' 'bout)
If I'm right or wrong now (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Oh baby now (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah(talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah(talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Oh yeah yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the salt now (talkin' 'bout)
In my bread (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the doctor (talkin' 'bout)
On my sick bed (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa baby nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me now (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Oh oh (talkin' 'bout)
Who knows how to love me now (talkin' 'bout)
In my way (talkin' 'bout)
Who's always there (talkin' 'bout)
Every night and day (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Yeah baby (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the sugar(talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
Who is the sugar now (talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa (talkin' 'bout)
You know the sugar (talkin' 'bout)
In my tea (talkin' 'bout)
When I'm in trouble (talkin' 'bout)
Who sees about me (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
Nobody but you (talkin' 'bout)
I do mean you yeah (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
Tell my sister (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my brother (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my father (talkin' 'bout)
Oh tell my mother (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
You know on Monday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And you know Wednesday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And I know Thursday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And all day Friday (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
And every (talkin' 'bout)
Whoa (talkin' 'bout)
Every day now (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
I know (talkin' 'bout)
And I know (talkin' 'bout)
I am gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
I, I, I, I, I, I, I (talkin' 'bout)
I know now (talkin' 'bout)
I'm gonna talk about (talkin' 'bout)
All about you (talkin' 'bout)
I said I know, know (talkin' 'bout)
About you (talkin' 'bout)
About you (talkin' 'bout)
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That Old Feeling
Chet Baker
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lew Brown
Sammy Fain
THEMES
Body
Love
Time
GENRES
Easy Listening
Vintage
YEAR
1956
I saw you last night and got that old feeling
When you came in sight, I got that old feeling
The moment that you danced by, I felt a thrill
And when you caught my eye, my heart stood still
Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
Then I knew the spark of love was still burning
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
When you came in sight, I got that old feeling
The moment that you danced by, I felt a thrill
And when you caught my eye, my heart stood still
Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
Then I knew the spark of love was still burning
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
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Tain't Nobody's Biz-ness If I Do
Sam Cooke
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Clarence Williams
Graham Prince
Porter Grainger
THEMES
Country/Nature
Time
Money
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1959
There ain't nothing I can do, or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm goin' to, do just as I want to anyway
And don't care if they all despise me
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
If I go to church on Sunday
Then just Sing the shimmy down on Monday
Ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
If my friend ain't got no money
And I say "take all mine, honey"
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
I'd rather my man would hit me
Than to jump up right and quit me
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
I swear I won't call no copper, If I'm beat up by my poppa
If I'm beat up by my poppa
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm goin' to, do just as I want to anyway
And don't care if they all despise me
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
If I go to church on Sunday
Then just Sing the shimmy down on Monday
Ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
If my friend ain't got no money
And I say "take all mine, honey"
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
I'd rather my man would hit me
Than to jump up right and quit me
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do do
I swear I won't call no copper, If I'm beat up by my poppa
If I'm beat up by my poppa
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do
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The Birth Of The Blues
Keely Smith
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Buddy DeSylva
Lew Brown
Ray Henderson
THEMES
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Blues
Jazz
Easy Listening
YEAR
1957
Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
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The Birth Of The Blues
Pearl Bailey
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Buddy DeSylva
Lew Brown
Ray Henderson
THEMES
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Blues
Jazz
Easy Listening
YEAR
1952
Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
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The Man On The Hill
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Happiness
Weather
Country/Nature
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1959
Will we get cold and hungry, will times be very bad?
When we're needin' bread and meat, where we gonna get it dad?
We'll get it from the man in the house on the hill
Yes we will from the man on the hill
Ploughin' time is over, still the fields are bare
How we gonna make a livin', with twenty acres to share?
I'll beg for more land from the man on the hill, yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
I ain't got no Sunday shoes that I can wear to town
Papa reckon the boss has got a pair of hand-me-downs
I'll go and ask the man in the house on the hill, yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
Maybe he will help us, maybe we'll get by
But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills if we all should die?
We'll leave it to the man in the sky when we die
Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky
When we're needin' bread and meat, where we gonna get it dad?
We'll get it from the man in the house on the hill
Yes we will from the man on the hill
Ploughin' time is over, still the fields are bare
How we gonna make a livin', with twenty acres to share?
I'll beg for more land from the man on the hill, yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
I ain't got no Sunday shoes that I can wear to town
Papa reckon the boss has got a pair of hand-me-downs
I'll go and ask the man in the house on the hill, yes I will
I'll ask the man on the hill
Maybe he will help us, maybe we'll get by
But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills if we all should die?
We'll leave it to the man in the sky when we die
Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky
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Tall, Tall, Trees
George Jones
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
George Jones
Roger Miller
THEMES
Country/Nature
Time
Money
Love
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
If you wanna drive a big limousine
I'll buy the longest one you've ever seen
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna own a great big mansion
Well I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Well I'm a fool over you
It may take a while but I'll prove it's true
Well if it's lovin' you want well I've got it
If it's money you want the I'll get it
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna take a trip across the ocean
I'll travel anywhere you take a notion
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna own a great mansion
Well I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Hey I'm a fool over you
It may take a while but I'll prove it's true
Well if it's lovin' you want then I've got it
If it's money you want well I'll get it
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Yeah I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
I'll buy the longest one you've ever seen
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna own a great big mansion
Well I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Well I'm a fool over you
It may take a while but I'll prove it's true
Well if it's lovin' you want well I've got it
If it's money you want the I'll get it
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna take a trip across the ocean
I'll travel anywhere you take a notion
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
If you wanna own a great mansion
Well I'll give it my utmost attention
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Hey I'm a fool over you
It may take a while but I'll prove it's true
Well if it's lovin' you want then I've got it
If it's money you want well I'll get it
I'll buy you tall, tall trees and all the waters in the seas
I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
Yeah I'm a fool, fool, fool for you
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The Very Thought Of You
Earl Bostic
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ray Noble
THEMES
Body
Dreams
Happiness
Love
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Easy Listening
Vintage
Jazz
YEAR
1956
The very thought of you
I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
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Tryin' To Get To You
Ricky Nelson
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles Singleton
Rose Marie McCoy
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Time
Transport
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1959
I've been traveling over mountains
Even through the valleys too
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Ever since I read your letter
Where you said you loved me true
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
baby, trying to get to you
When I read your loving letter
Then my heart began to sing
There were many miles between us
But they didn't mean a thing
I just had to reach you, baby
In spite of all that I've been through
I kept traveling night and day
I kept running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well if I had to do it over
That's exactly what I'd do
I would travel night and day
And I'd still run all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well, there's nothing that could hold me
Or that could keep me away from you
When your loving letter told me
That you really loved me true
Lord above me knows I love you
It was He who brought me through
When my way was dark at night
He would shine His brightest light
When I was trying to get to you
Even through the valleys too
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Ever since I read your letter
Where you said you loved me true
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
baby, trying to get to you
When I read your loving letter
Then my heart began to sing
There were many miles between us
But they didn't mean a thing
I just had to reach you, baby
In spite of all that I've been through
I kept traveling night and day
I kept running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well if I had to do it over
That's exactly what I'd do
I would travel night and day
And I'd still run all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well, there's nothing that could hold me
Or that could keep me away from you
When your loving letter told me
That you really loved me true
Lord above me knows I love you
It was He who brought me through
When my way was dark at night
He would shine His brightest light
When I was trying to get to you
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The Green Door
Frankie Vaughan
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bob Davie
Marvin J Moore
THEMES
Body
Colours
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1956
Midnight
One more night without sleepin'
Watchin'
Till the morning comes creepin'
Green door
What's that secret you're keepin'?
There's an old piano and they play it hot behind the green door
Don't know what they're doin'
But they laugh a lot behind the green door
Wish they'd let me in
So I could find out what's behind the green door
Knocked once
Tried to tell 'em I'd been there
Door slammed
Hospitality's thin there
Wonder just what's goin' on in there
Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smokey cloud
Behind the green door
When I said
Joe sent me
Someone laughed out loud behind the Green door
All I want to do is join the happy crowd behind the green door
Midnight
One more night without sleepin'
Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smokey cloud
Wish they'd let me in
So I could find out what's behind the green door
One more night without sleepin'
Watchin'
Till the morning comes creepin'
Green door
What's that secret you're keepin'?
There's an old piano and they play it hot behind the green door
Don't know what they're doin'
But they laugh a lot behind the green door
Wish they'd let me in
So I could find out what's behind the green door
Knocked once
Tried to tell 'em I'd been there
Door slammed
Hospitality's thin there
Wonder just what's goin' on in there
Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smokey cloud
Behind the green door
When I said
Joe sent me
Someone laughed out loud behind the Green door
All I want to do is join the happy crowd behind the green door
Midnight
One more night without sleepin'
Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smokey cloud
Wish they'd let me in
So I could find out what's behind the green door
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The Jitterbug Waltz
Dinah Washington
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles R Grean
Fats Waller
Maxine Manners
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Love
Time
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1958
The night is getting on
The band is getting slow
The crowd is almost gone
But here we are still dancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
Our feet can barely move
My legs are yelling "Whoa"
But we're in such a groove
And love is still advancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
You can't suggest that we could go on jitterbugging
No bugging
We've nothing left for moves more strenuous than hugging
Just hugging
But we don't need much room to gently cut-a-rug in, we two
We're dead on our feet
And the sauce is repeatin'
But what can you do?
I tried another juice
And get from head to toe
My body's feeling loose
And warm and kind of supple
Nothing to do, but waltz
My man would slip away
My arms just won't let go
I think I'd like to stay,
Till we're the only couple
Nothing to do, but waltz
You never know how far this sort of thing can get you
One never knows, one never, never knows
We're not as tired as we would like to think, I bet you
You stay up half the night with me, if I would let you
Yes
So come, let the waltz play again
The band is getting slow
The crowd is almost gone
But here we are still dancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
Our feet can barely move
My legs are yelling "Whoa"
But we're in such a groove
And love is still advancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
You can't suggest that we could go on jitterbugging
No bugging
We've nothing left for moves more strenuous than hugging
Just hugging
But we don't need much room to gently cut-a-rug in, we two
We're dead on our feet
And the sauce is repeatin'
But what can you do?
I tried another juice
And get from head to toe
My body's feeling loose
And warm and kind of supple
Nothing to do, but waltz
My man would slip away
My arms just won't let go
I think I'd like to stay,
Till we're the only couple
Nothing to do, but waltz
You never know how far this sort of thing can get you
One never knows, one never, never knows
We're not as tired as we would like to think, I bet you
You stay up half the night with me, if I would let you
Yes
So come, let the waltz play again
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That Old Feeling
Vera Lynn
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lew Brown
Sammy Fain
THEMES
Body
Love
Time
GENRES
Easy Listening
Vintage
I saw you last night and got that old feeling
When you came in sight, I got that old feeling
The moment that you danced by, I felt a thrill
And when you caught my eye, my heart stood still
Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
Then I knew the spark of love was still burning
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
When you came in sight, I got that old feeling
The moment that you danced by, I felt a thrill
And when you caught my eye, my heart stood still
Once again I seemed to feel that old yearning
Then I knew the spark of love was still burning
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start
'cause that old feeling is still in my heart
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The Blackboard Of My Heart
Hank Thompson
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Hank Thompson
Lyle Gaston
THEMES
Body
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1956
When I was young and went to school
They taught me how to write
To take the chalk and make a mark
And hope it turns out right
Well that's the way it is with love
And what you did to me
I wrote it so you'd know
That I was yours eternally
(Chorus)
But my tears have washed I love you
From the blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate
And make another start
I'm satisfied the way things are
Although we're far apart
My tears have washed I love you from
The blackboard of my heart
If you'd been true the way you should
And not have gone astray
These tears would not have fallen down
And washed the words away
No need to talk, 'cause if the chalk
Should write those words again It will be for someone else
Not things that might have been
(Chorus
They taught me how to write
To take the chalk and make a mark
And hope it turns out right
Well that's the way it is with love
And what you did to me
I wrote it so you'd know
That I was yours eternally
(Chorus)
But my tears have washed I love you
From the blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate
And make another start
I'm satisfied the way things are
Although we're far apart
My tears have washed I love you from
The blackboard of my heart
If you'd been true the way you should
And not have gone astray
These tears would not have fallen down
And washed the words away
No need to talk, 'cause if the chalk
Should write those words again It will be for someone else
Not things that might have been
(Chorus
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The Drinking Song
Mario Lanza
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Dorothy Donnelly
Sigmund Romberg
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Weather
Country/Nature
Colours
Numbers
GENRES
Showtunes
Easy Listening
YEAR
1955
Ein zwei drei vier
Lift your stein and drink your beer
Ein zwei drei vier
Lift your stein and drink your beer
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they're shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!
Here's a hope that those bright eyes will shine
Lovingly, longingly soon into mine!
May those lips that are red and sweet,
Tonight with joy my own lips meet!
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To arms that are white and warm as a rose in the sun!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To hearts that will love one, only when I am the one!
Here's a hope that those soft arms will twine
Tenderly, trustingly soon around mine!
All I ask is the right to see those smiling eyes beguiling me
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Let's drink!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they're shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!
Here's a hope that those soft arms will twine
Tenderly, trustingly soon around mine!
All I ask is a right to see those smiling eyes beguiling me
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Let's drink!
Lift your stein and drink your beer
Ein zwei drei vier
Lift your stein and drink your beer
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they're shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!
Here's a hope that those bright eyes will shine
Lovingly, longingly soon into mine!
May those lips that are red and sweet,
Tonight with joy my own lips meet!
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To arms that are white and warm as a rose in the sun!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To hearts that will love one, only when I am the one!
Here's a hope that those soft arms will twine
Tenderly, trustingly soon around mine!
All I ask is the right to see those smiling eyes beguiling me
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Let's drink!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they're shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!
Here's a hope that those soft arms will twine
Tenderly, trustingly soon around mine!
All I ask is a right to see those smiling eyes beguiling me
Drink! Drink!
Let the toast start!
May young hearts never part!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Let every true lover salute his sweetheart!
Let's drink!
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The Jitterbug Waltz
Earl Hines
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles R Grean
Fats Waller
Maxine Manners
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Love
Time
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1956
The night is getting on
The band is getting slow
The crowd is almost gone
But here we are still dancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
Our feet can barely move
My legs are yelling "Whoa"
But we're in such a groove
And love is still advancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
You can't suggest that we could go on jitterbugging
No bugging
We've nothing left for moves more strenuous than hugging
Just hugging
But we don't need much room to gently cut-a-rug in, we two
We're dead on our feet
And the sauce is repeatin'
But what can you do?
I tried another juice
And get from head to toe
My body's feeling loose
And warm and kind of supple
Nothing to do, but waltz
My man would slip away
My arms just won't let go
I think I'd like to stay,
Till we're the only couple
Nothing to do, but waltz
You never know how far this sort of thing can get you
One never knows, one never, never knows
We're not as tired as we would like to think, I bet you
You stay up half the night with me, if I would let you
Yes
So come, let the waltz play again
The band is getting slow
The crowd is almost gone
But here we are still dancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
Our feet can barely move
My legs are yelling "Whoa"
But we're in such a groove
And love is still advancing
Nothing to do, but waltz
You can't suggest that we could go on jitterbugging
No bugging
We've nothing left for moves more strenuous than hugging
Just hugging
But we don't need much room to gently cut-a-rug in, we two
We're dead on our feet
And the sauce is repeatin'
But what can you do?
I tried another juice
And get from head to toe
My body's feeling loose
And warm and kind of supple
Nothing to do, but waltz
My man would slip away
My arms just won't let go
I think I'd like to stay,
Till we're the only couple
Nothing to do, but waltz
You never know how far this sort of thing can get you
One never knows, one never, never knows
We're not as tired as we would like to think, I bet you
You stay up half the night with me, if I would let you
Yes
So come, let the waltz play again
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The Birth Of The Blues
Frank Sinatra
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Buddy DeSylva
Lew Brown
Ray Henderson
THEMES
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Blues
Jazz
Easy Listening
YEAR
1952
Oh, they say some people long ago
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
Were searching for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm
So they started swaying to and fro
They didn't know just what to use
That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail
Of a down-hearted frail
And they played that
As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill
Out on a hill
They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn
Til it was worn
Into a blue note
And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland gave birth to the blues!
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Teenage Tears
James Darren
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Weather
Places
Time
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1959
Teenage tears, woah woah
Tears I cried, over you
Dear, since you said goodbye
I sit alone and cry those teenage tears
Woah, woah
Lonely me, sad and blue
Nobody seems to know
Just why I need you so
Why can't they understand, just how it feels, what it means
To lose your first love, when you're growing up, in your teens
They may be right, woah, woah
I may find, someone knew
But nothing's happened yet
To make my heart forget those, teenage tears
That I cried for you, woah, woah
No, nothing's happened yet
To make my heart forget those, teenage tears
That I cried for you
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Tears I cried, over you
Dear, since you said goodbye
I sit alone and cry those teenage tears
Woah, woah
Lonely me, sad and blue
Nobody seems to know
Just why I need you so
Why can't they understand, just how it feels, what it means
To lose your first love, when you're growing up, in your teens
They may be right, woah, woah
I may find, someone knew
But nothing's happened yet
To make my heart forget those, teenage tears
That I cried for you, woah, woah
No, nothing's happened yet
To make my heart forget those, teenage tears
That I cried for you
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
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That's A Plenty
Phil Harris
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lew Pollack
Ray Gilbert
THEMES
Food and Drink
Celebration
Places
Numbers
GENRES
Jazz
YEAR
1950
That's a plenty!
Ba da ba dop ba dop
Razmataz
Badabadopbadop
Real pazas
Badabadop
Jazz!
That's a plenty's got a beat in it
The rythm's got a lot of heat in it
now betcha five
ten to five
it's gonna getcha doing wat its doing to me
The dixie land comes oozin out of it
the dixie landers sure are proud of it
they call it jazz
what it has
that's a plenty for me!
Gonna hed on down to new orleans
bassin street and fine cuisine
you don't have to have the means
a little bit of rythm and your going right with them
Shut my big round rolling eyes
if you don't rocket to the skies
hey boy
say boy
that's a plenty for me!
You're gonna get mellow when that fellow blows his horn
down where the blues was born
you'll be gone
the trumpets are trumpin gonna do me sumpin gonna
be it out brother there's no other remedy
and that's a plenty
plenty for me!
Blow the horn
blow the horn
don't you hear that happy sound
beat the drum
beat the drum
you can tell we're rythm bound
take my hand
we're going to dixie land!
Wa wa wa wa
dabadopdaba dotdada
x4
Once you start you're gonna stay in it
everynight you're out cafe in it
swing your queen
what i mean
brother your as god as any human could be
And when you're in the mood there ain't no stoppin it
live it breathe it blow your top in it
that is jazz
what it has
that's a plenty for me!
Thar's a plenty for me
Jazz!
Ba da ba dop ba dop
Razmataz
Badabadopbadop
Real pazas
Badabadop
Jazz!
That's a plenty's got a beat in it
The rythm's got a lot of heat in it
now betcha five
ten to five
it's gonna getcha doing wat its doing to me
The dixie land comes oozin out of it
the dixie landers sure are proud of it
they call it jazz
what it has
that's a plenty for me!
Gonna hed on down to new orleans
bassin street and fine cuisine
you don't have to have the means
a little bit of rythm and your going right with them
Shut my big round rolling eyes
if you don't rocket to the skies
hey boy
say boy
that's a plenty for me!
You're gonna get mellow when that fellow blows his horn
down where the blues was born
you'll be gone
the trumpets are trumpin gonna do me sumpin gonna
be it out brother there's no other remedy
and that's a plenty
plenty for me!
Blow the horn
blow the horn
don't you hear that happy sound
beat the drum
beat the drum
you can tell we're rythm bound
take my hand
we're going to dixie land!
Wa wa wa wa
dabadopdaba dotdada
x4
Once you start you're gonna stay in it
everynight you're out cafe in it
swing your queen
what i mean
brother your as god as any human could be
And when you're in the mood there ain't no stoppin it
live it breathe it blow your top in it
that is jazz
what it has
that's a plenty for me!
Thar's a plenty for me
Jazz!
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Tears On My Pillow
Little Anthony & The Imperials
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Al Lewis
Sylvester Bradford
THEMES
Body
Love
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1958
You don't remember me
But I remember you
T'was not so long ago
You broke my heart in two
Tears on my pillow
Pain in my heart
Caused by you
If we could start anew
I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back
And tempt the hand of fate
Love is not a gadget
Love is not a toy
When you find the one you love
She'll fill your heart with joy
But I remember you
T'was not so long ago
You broke my heart in two
Tears on my pillow
Pain in my heart
Caused by you
If we could start anew
I wouldn't hesitate
I'd gladly take you back
And tempt the hand of fate
Love is not a gadget
Love is not a toy
When you find the one you love
She'll fill your heart with joy
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Two Fools
Frankie Avalon
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
YEAR
1959
Two fools
You for wanting me
Me for putting you down
Two fools
Me for leaving
And you for hanging around
Two fools, two fools
Two fools
You for calling
And me for not being home
Two fools
Me for laughing because
You're crying alone
Two fools, two fools
All that kissing
I've been missing
Since we've been apart
I love you
Two fools
You for loving me
Me for breaking your heart
Two fools
You for suffering
And me for thinking I'm smart
Two fools, two fools
All that kissing
I've been missing
Since we've been apart
I love you
Two fools
You for loving me
Me for breaking your heart
Two fools
You for suffering and
Me for thinking I'm smart
Two fools, two fools
Two fools
You for wanting me
Me for putting you down
Two fools
Me for leaving
And you for hanging around
Two fools, two fools
Two fools
You for calling
And me for not being home
Two fools
Me for laughing because
You're crying alone
Two fools, two fools
All that kissing
I've been missing
Since we've been apart
I love you
Two fools
You for loving me
Me for breaking your heart
Two fools
You for suffering
And me for thinking I'm smart
Two fools, two fools
All that kissing
I've been missing
Since we've been apart
I love you
Two fools
You for loving me
Me for breaking your heart
Two fools
You for suffering and
Me for thinking I'm smart
Two fools, two fools
Two fools
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The Troubadour
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Cindy Walker
THEMES
Body
Love
Colours
Animals
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Pop
YEAR
1959
(Troubadour, troubadour, troubadour)
The troubadour, the troubadour, sings from his heart
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
This song was for someone he loved so true
Who loved him then left him for someone new
The troubaour, the troubadour smiles as he sings
But his heart is breaking in two
(Troubadour, troubadour)
(Troubadour, troubadour)
They beg for more the troubadour, sings once again
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
There is a hush in the darkened hall
A few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall
But in the crowd, one head is bowed, for the troubadour
And oh her heart aches most of all
Troubadour, troubadour her heart aches most of all
(Troubadour)
The troubadour, the troubadour, sings from his heart
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
This song was for someone he loved so true
Who loved him then left him for someone new
The troubaour, the troubadour smiles as he sings
But his heart is breaking in two
(Troubadour, troubadour)
(Troubadour, troubadour)
They beg for more the troubadour, sings once again
The song that's the hit of the show (troubadour)
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow (troubadour)
There is a hush in the darkened hall
A few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall
But in the crowd, one head is bowed, for the troubadour
And oh her heart aches most of all
Troubadour, troubadour her heart aches most of all
(Troubadour)
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Ting A Ling
The Clovers
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
THEMES
Body
Celebration
Money
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
Rock
YEAR
1952
Well now I'm just a poor young boy
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
ya, I'm just a poor young boy
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
ya, I'm just a poor young boy
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
they way they rock & roll and hold me, angel child
The way they laugh - the way they sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
the way they laugh - the way they sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
the way they laugh and sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling
Well, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
well, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
ya, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
I want a fine young gal that is so nice and free
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
ya, I'm just a poor young boy
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
ya, I'm just a poor young boy
and these girls 'bout to drive me wild
they way they rock & roll and hold me, angel child
The way they laugh - the way they sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
the way they laugh - the way they sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
the way they laugh and sing
makes my heart go ting-a-ling
ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling
Well, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
well, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
ya, I'm young and I'm free
and it's a real fine way to be
I want a fine young gal that is so nice and free
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The Desert Song
David Whitfield
- Credits
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- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Oscar Hammerstein
Otto Harbach
Sigmund Romberg
YEAR
1958
My desert is waiting;
Dear, come there with me.
I'm longing to teach you
Love's sweet melody.
I'll sing a dream-song to you,
Painting a picture for two:
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you
To see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song calling,
Its voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
2- (not performed in Mario's record)
Cool zephyrs shall fan you
In noon's fiery hour,
While shady oases
We'll seek for a bow'r.
Allah sends gifts from above;
Gives you my life and my love.
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you
To see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song calling,
Its voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
Dear, come there with me.
I'm longing to teach you
Love's sweet melody.
I'll sing a dream-song to you,
Painting a picture for two:
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you
To see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song calling,
Its voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
2- (not performed in Mario's record)
Cool zephyrs shall fan you
In noon's fiery hour,
While shady oases
We'll seek for a bow'r.
Allah sends gifts from above;
Gives you my life and my love.
Blue heaven and you and I,
And sand kissing a moonlit sky.
A desert breeze whisp'ring a lullaby,
Only stars above you
To see I love you.
Oh, give me that night divine
And let my arms in yours entwine.
The desert song calling,
Its voice enthralling
Will make you mine.
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Too Much
Bernard Hardison
- Credits
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WRITERS
Bernard Weinman
Lee Rosenberg
THEMES
Body
Love
Money
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1954
Honey, I love you too much
Need your lovin' too much
Want the thrill of your touch
Gee, I can't hold you too much
You do all the livin'
While I do all the givin'
Cause I love you too much
You spend all my money too much
Have to share you honey, too much
When I want some lovin', you're gone
Don't you know you're treatin' me wrong
Now you got me started
Don't you leave me broken hearted
Cause I love you too much
Every time I kiss your sweet lips
I can feel my heart go flip flip
I'm such a fool for your charms
Take me back baby in your arms
Like to hear you sighin'
Even though I know you're lyin'
Cause I love you too much
Need your lovin' all the time
Need you huggin', please be mine
Need you near me, stay real close
Please, please, hear me, you're the most
Now you got me started
Don't you leave me broken hearted
Cause I love you too much
Need your lovin' too much
Want the thrill of your touch
Gee, I can't hold you too much
You do all the livin'
While I do all the givin'
Cause I love you too much
You spend all my money too much
Have to share you honey, too much
When I want some lovin', you're gone
Don't you know you're treatin' me wrong
Now you got me started
Don't you leave me broken hearted
Cause I love you too much
Every time I kiss your sweet lips
I can feel my heart go flip flip
I'm such a fool for your charms
Take me back baby in your arms
Like to hear you sighin'
Even though I know you're lyin'
Cause I love you too much
Need your lovin' all the time
Need you huggin', please be mine
Need you near me, stay real close
Please, please, hear me, you're the most
Now you got me started
Don't you leave me broken hearted
Cause I love you too much
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Trouble In Mind
Tennessee Ernie Ford
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Richard M. Jones
THEMES
Body
Sadness
GENRES
Blues
Soul
YEAR
1956
Trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I won't be blue always
Sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
You better believe me
I'm trouble in mind
Oh yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my young life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Say it man, I'm trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I just refuse to be blue always
The sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
I said I it is, I know it is
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Well I said that I believe that the
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Oh, trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I won't be blue always
Sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Trouble in mind
Yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
You better believe me
I'm trouble in mind
Oh yes it's true
I have almost lost my mind
Never had so much trouble
In my young life before
If it don't stop
I'm going right on down to the river
I'm gonna to take my easy chair
And if the blues don't get me
I'm gonna rock on away from here
Say it man, I'm trouble in mind
Yes I'm blue
But I just refuse to be blue always
The sun is gonna shine
In my back door someday
I said I it is, I know it is
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Well I said that I believe that the
Sun is gonna shine in my back door someday
Oh, trouble in mind
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The Very Thought Of You
Nat King Cole
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ray Noble
THEMES
Body
Dreams
Happiness
Love
Country/Nature
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Easy Listening
Vintage
Jazz
YEAR
1958
The very thought of you
I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm livin' in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
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Tryin' To Get To You
The Eagles
- Credits
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WRITERS
Charles Singleton
Rose Marie McCoy
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Time
Transport
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1954
I've been traveling over mountains
Even through the valleys too
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Ever since I read your letter
Where you said you loved me true
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
baby, trying to get to you
When I read your loving letter
Then my heart began to sing
There were many miles between us
But they didn't mean a thing
I just had to reach you, baby
In spite of all that I've been through
I kept traveling night and day
I kept running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well if I had to do it over
That's exactly what I'd do
I would travel night and day
And I'd still run all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well, there's nothing that could hold me
Or that could keep me away from you
When your loving letter told me
That you really loved me true
Lord above me knows I love you
It was He who brought me through
When my way was dark at night
He would shine His brightest light
When I was trying to get to you
Even through the valleys too
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Ever since I read your letter
Where you said you loved me true
I've been traveling night and day
I've been running all the way
baby, trying to get to you
When I read your loving letter
Then my heart began to sing
There were many miles between us
But they didn't mean a thing
I just had to reach you, baby
In spite of all that I've been through
I kept traveling night and day
I kept running all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well if I had to do it over
That's exactly what I'd do
I would travel night and day
And I'd still run all the way
Baby, trying to get to you
Well, there's nothing that could hold me
Or that could keep me away from you
When your loving letter told me
That you really loved me true
Lord above me knows I love you
It was He who brought me through
When my way was dark at night
He would shine His brightest light
When I was trying to get to you
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Take My Hand Precious Lord
Mahalia Jackson
- Credits
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WRITERS
Thomas A Dorsey
THEMES
Inspirational
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1956
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear
Precious Lord linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears
And the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear
Precious Lord linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears
And the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
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That's My Desire
Dion & The Belmonts
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Carroll Loveday
Helmy Kresa
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Time
Love
GENRES
Jazz
Pop
YEAR
1959
To spend one night with you
In our old rendezvous
And reminisce with you
That's my desire
To meet where gypsies play
Down in that dim caf
And dance till break of day
That's my desire
We'll sip a little glass of wine
And I'll gaze into your eyes divine
I'll feel the touch of your lips
Pressing on mine
To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"
To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"
You're my desire
In our old rendezvous
And reminisce with you
That's my desire
To meet where gypsies play
Down in that dim caf
And dance till break of day
That's my desire
We'll sip a little glass of wine
And I'll gaze into your eyes divine
I'll feel the touch of your lips
Pressing on mine
To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"
To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"
You're my desire
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That's When Your Heartaches Begin
The Million Dollar Quartet
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- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Billy Hill
Fred Fisher
William Raskin
YEAR
1956
If you find your sweetheart in the arms of a friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end
That\'s when your heartaches begin
Love is a thing you\'d never can share
When you bring a friend into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
If you find your sweetheart
In the arms of your best friend, your brother
That\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
And you know, when all your dreams
When all your dreams of a lifetime
Must, must all come to an end
Yeah that\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
Oh, you see love is a thing that
That you never can share
And you know, when you bring a friend
Into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
Well, that\'s when your heartaches begin.
That\'s when your heartaches begin
When dreams of a lifetime must come to an end
That\'s when your heartaches begin
Love is a thing you\'d never can share
When you bring a friend into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
That\'s when your heartaches begin
If you find your sweetheart
In the arms of your best friend, your brother
That\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
And you know, when all your dreams
When all your dreams of a lifetime
Must, must all come to an end
Yeah that\'s, that\'s when your heartaches begin
Oh, you see love is a thing that
That you never can share
And you know, when you bring a friend
Into your love affair
That\'s the end of your sweetheart
That\'s the end of your friend
Well, that\'s when your heartaches begin.
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