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| 3:18 | 
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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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| 2. |
| 2:49 |
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Toots camarata / bob russell
You ain't gonna bother me no more Nohow Love just goes so far No more Woke up this morining and found I didn't care for you no more Nohow Never felt so good before You're down to my size It's over and done So honey, step down from your throne That look in your eyes Don't bother me none Can take or leave you alone From my window Skys ain't grey nomore Not now Here's the day That I've been waiting for Got only one heart One heart with no spares Must save it for loving Somebody who cares So you ain't gonna bother me No more, no more |
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| 3. |
| 3:07 |
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Toots camarata / bob russell
You ain't gonna bother me no more Nohow Love just goes so far No more Woke up this morining and found I didn't care for you no more Nohow Never felt so good before You're down to my size It's over and done So honey, step down from your throne That look in your eyes Don't bother me none Can take or leave you alone From my window Skys ain't grey nomore Not now Here's the day That I've been waiting for Got only one heart One heart with no spares Must save it for loving Somebody who cares So you ain't gonna bother me No more, no more |
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| 4. |
| 2:55 |
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It's that ole devil called love again
Gets behind me and keeps giving me that shove again Putting rain in my eyes Tears in my dreams And rocks in my heart It's that sly ole-sun-of-a-gun again He keeps telling me that I'm the lucky one again But I still have that rain Still have those tears And those rocks in my heart Suppose I didn't stay and ran away Wouldn't play That devil-what a potion he would brew He'd follow me around Build me up, tear me down Till I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do Might as well give up the fight again I know darn well he'll convince me That he's right again When he sings that siren song I just gotta tag along With that ole devil called love He'd follow around Build me up, tear me down Till I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do |
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| 5. |
| 2:57 |
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Hush now, don't explain
Just say you'll remain I'm glad you're back Don't explain Quiet, don't explain What is there to gain Skip that lipstick Don't explain You know that I love you And what love endures All my thoughts are of you For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet Hush now, don't explain You're my joy and pain My life's yours, love Don't explain You know that I love you And what love endures Nothing rates above you For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet Hush now, don't explain You're my joy and pain My life's yours, love Don't explain |
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| 6. |
| 2:29 |
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Leonard Bernstein
So you cry What's it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kid's stuff Don't you know There's honey in the store for you, big stuff Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain |
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| 7. |
| 3:25 |
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Hush now, don't explain
Just say you'll remain I'm glad you're back Don't explain Quiet, don't explain What is there to gain Skip that lipstick Don't explain You know that I love you And what love endures All my thoughts are of you For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet Hush now, don't explain You're my joy and pain My life's yours, love Don't explain You know that I love you And what love endures Nothing rates above you For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet Hush now, don't explain You're my joy and pain My life's yours, love Don't explain |
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| 8. |
| 3:00 |
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Leonard Bernstein
So you cry What's it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kid's stuff Don't you know There's honey in the store for you, big stuff Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain |
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| 9. |
| 2:37 |
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You Better Go Now
Irvin Graham / S. Bickley Reichner You better go now Because I like you much, too much You have a way with you You ought to know now Just why I like you very much The night was gay with you There's the moon above And it gives my heart a lot of swing In your eyes there's love And the way I feel it must be spring I want you so now You have lips I love to touch You better go now You better go, 'cause I like you much, too much |
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| 10. |
| 3:08 |
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Cole Porter
What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and trew it away That's why I ask the Lord in Heaven above What is this thing called love? |
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| 11. |
| 3:09 |
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Good Morning Heartache
Goodmorning heartache You old gloomy sight Goodmorning heatache Thought we said goodbye last night I turned and tossed 'til it seemed you had gone But here you are with the dawn Wish I'd forget you, but you're here to stay It seems I met you when my love went away Now everyday I start by saying to you Goodmorning heartache, what's new? Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Stright through Sunday blues Goodmorning heartache Here we go again Goodmorning heartache You're the one who knew me when Might as well get used to you hanging around Goodmorning heartache Sit down Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Stright through Sunday blues Goodmorning heartache Here we go again Goodmorning heartache You're the one who knew me when Might as well get used to you hanging around Goodmorning heartache Sit down |
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| 12. |
| 3:24 |
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No Good Man
Irene Higginbotham / Dan Fisher / Sammy Gallop No good man Lovin' all the no good things Never treats me as he should That ain't no good He's always bringing me down He's no saint Heaven knows thats what he ain't Spends his money foolishly Not on me I'm the one who gets the run-around I ought to hate him and yet I love him so For I require Love that's made of fire And in his arms I find I always get that kind No good man Ever since the world began There have been other fools like me Born to be In love with a no good man |
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| 13. |
| 3:08 |
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No Good Man
Irene Higginbotham / Dan Fisher / Sammy Gallop No good man Lovin' all the no good things Never treats me as he should That ain't no good He's always bringing me down He's no saint Heaven knows thats what he ain't Spends his money foolishly Not on me I'm the one who gets the run-around I ought to hate him and yet I love him so For I require Love that's made of fire And in his arms I find I always get that kind No good man Ever since the world began There have been other fools like me Born to be In love with a no good man |
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| 14. |
| 0:23 |
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Leonard Bernstein
So you cry What's it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kid's stuff Don't you know There's honey in the store for you, big stuff Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain |
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| 15. |
| 2:48 |
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Leonard Bernstein
So you cry What's it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kid's stuff Don't you know There's honey in the store for you, big stuff Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain |
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| 16. |
| 2:33 |
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Leonard Bernstein
So you cry What's it about, baby? You ask why Blues had to go and pick you So you go Down to the shore, kid's stuff Don't you know There's honey in the store for you, big stuff Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy Let's take a ride on my gravy train The door open wide Come in from out of the rain |
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| 17. |
| 3:14 |
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(Morton Krouse)
Had my lunch all alone Waited for you to phone Said you call me at two So at abpout twenty of three I had cocktails with lee Baby, I don't cry over you Stood me up in the rain Tried to hurt me again Bet you thought I'd be blue I went out to a show With a swell guy named joe Baby, I don't cry over you These foolish games you keep playing Might work with somebody else But I could have told you Right from the start No man is man enough To break my heart If you don't come tonight Think you'll give me a fright Tell you what I will do I'll put on my best gown And go painting this town Baby, I don't cry over you Listen jack you're sweet jill Will be out with some bill Maybe I don't cry over you |
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| 18. |
| 3:12 |
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(Morton Krouse)
Had my lunch all alone Waited for you to phone Said you call me at two So at abpout twenty of three I had cocktails with lee Baby, I don't cry over you Stood me up in the rain Tried to hurt me again Bet you thought I'd be blue I went out to a show With a swell guy named joe Baby, I don't cry over you These foolish games you keep playing Might work with somebody else But I could have told you Right from the start No man is man enough To break my heart If you don't come tonight Think you'll give me a fright Tell you what I will do I'll put on my best gown And go painting this town Baby, I don't cry over you Listen jack you're sweet jill Will be out with some bill Maybe I don't cry over you |
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| 19. |
| 3:16 |
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George Cory / Douglass Cross
I'll look around until I've found Someone who laughs like you I know somewhere spring must fill the air With sweetness just as rare As the flower that you gave me to wear I look around and when I've found Someone who sighs like you I'll know this love I'm dreaming of Won't be the old love I always knew |
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| 20. |
| 3:16 |
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George Cory / Douglass Cross
I'll look around until I've found Someone who laughs like you I know somewhere spring must fill the air With sweetness just as rare As the flower that you gave me to wear I look around and when I've found Someone who sighs like you I'll know this love I'm dreaming of Won't be the old love I always knew |
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| 21. |
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| 22. |
| 2:53 |
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Is it a sin
Is it a crime Loving you dear like I do? If it's a crime than I'm guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it's a crime then I'm guilty Guilty of dreaming of you What can i do what can i say After i take on the blame You say you're through You'll go your way but i'll always feel just the same Maybe i'm right Maybe i'm wrong Loving you dear like i do If thats a crime than i'm guilty Guilty of loving you repeat |
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| 23. |
| 1:07 |
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Is it a sin
Is it a crime Loving you dear like I do? If it's a crime than I'm guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it's a crime then I'm guilty Guilty of dreaming of you What can i do what can i say After i take on the blame You say you're through You'll go your way but i'll always feel just the same Maybe i'm right Maybe i'm wrong Loving you dear like i do If thats a crime than i'm guilty Guilty of loving you repeat |
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| 24. |
| 3:14 |
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Is it a sin
Is it a crime Loving you dear like I do? If it's a crime than I'm guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it's a crime then I'm guilty Guilty of dreaming of you What can i do what can i say After i take on the blame You say you're through You'll go your way but i'll always feel just the same Maybe i'm right Maybe i'm wrong Loving you dear like i do If thats a crime than i'm guilty Guilty of loving you repeat |
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| 25. |
| 3:13 |
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George Cory / Douglass Cross
Lonely grief is hounding me Like the lonely shadow hounding me It's always there just out of sight Like a fragling tree on a lightening night Lonely wind cries out my name Sad as haunted music in the rain It's born of grief and born of woe But I hear it call and I've got to go Where can I be headed for The blues call in my north To lick my heart once more Love lives in a lonely land Where there's no helping hand to understand Why does it bring this hate to me Why it don't matter why I only know misery has to be part of me Never hope to count on love To be a partner of that heaven above Never hope to understand Love is a barrel land A lonely land, a lonely land |
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| 26. |
| 2:57 |
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There is no greater love
than what I feel for you No greater love No hearts so true There is no greater thrill than what you bring to me No sweeter song than what you sing to me You're the sweetest thing I have ever known Than to think you are mine alone There is no greater love And all the words is true No greater love than what I feel for you You're the sweetest thing I have ever known Than to think you are mine alone There is no greater love And all the words is true No greater love than what I feel for you |
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| 3:13 |
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Living for you, is easy living.
It's easy to live when you're in love. And, I'm so in love, There's nothing in life, but you. I'll never regret the years I'm giving. They're easy to give when you're in love. I'm happy to do whatever I do, for you. For you...maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun. People say you rule me with one wave of your hand. Darling, it's grand. They just don't understand. Living for you is easy living. It's easy to live when you're in love. And, I'm so in love, There's nothing in life, but you. |
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| 2. |
| 3:15 |
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In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair Filled with despair Nobody could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude I'm praying Dear Lord above Send back my love |
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| 3. |
| 3:10 |
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In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair Filled with despair Nobody could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad In my solitude I'm praying Dear Lord above Send back my love |
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| 4. |
| 3:21 |
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Gordon Jenkins / Tom Adair
I'm just about fed up I've finally had my fill Of sitting around and crying in my beer I've drunk the bitter cup I've downed the bitter pill While waiting for the silver lining to appear I'm going to stack my blues up On the very highest shelf I'm going to pack my blues up And get wise to myself (Weep no more, my baby) (Weep no more, my baby) Weep no more I'm going to weep no more I'm putting an end to this lonesome game (It's such a lonesome game this crying) Cry no tears, I'm going to cry no tears Each time that I happen to hear his name (I hear his name) I'm going out on the town This hopeless torch I will drown 'Cause I'm tired of running around (Running around) With just a memory Weep no more, I'm going to weep no more Till somebody weeps (Until somebody weeps) For me |
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| 3:14 |
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Ralph Blane
Girls were made to take care of boys To be kind and dutiful Hmmm... Girls were made to take care of boys Made to share their sorrows Made to share their joys Made to help and guide them With ever a patient hand Made to give affection In the right direction (Always understand) Now boys may think they take care of girls Just because they pass on their fashions and their curls But I've always found It's just the other way around (Other way around) If you need the girl And declare you do (Tell her that you need her) She'll be there To take care of you (She'll be there) (Now boys may think they take care of girls Just because they're clever with their fashions and their curls) But I've always found It's just the other way around |
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| 6. |
| 2:58 |
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| 7. |
| 3:11 |
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It cost me a lot
But theres one thing that I've got Its my man Its my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'lll soon forget With my man He is not much on looks He is no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I dont know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do? Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I dont care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forevermore |
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| 8. |
| 2:58 |
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It cost me a lot
But theres one thing that I've got Its my man Its my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'lll soon forget With my man He is not much on looks He is no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I dont know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do? Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I dont care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forevermore |
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| 9. |
| 3:18 |
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| 3:21 |
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| 11. |
| 3:16 |
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Leonard Feather
Well good morning baby welcome back to town How'd, fine papa, welcome back to town You're doing so much travelling never know When you'll be around You're a fine and mellow fellow But you're stubborn as a mule You love me like an angel But you treat me like a fool Two-faced daddy don't hand me no doublecross You'll see any time I'm ready I can tell you baby get lost You're cheating on the outside Doing anything you choose You better come back on the inside 'Cause you got too much to lose Don't want no trouble I've got to be the boss And if you can't play it my way Well now baby get lost I try to stop your cheating But I just don't have the time 'Cause I got so many men that They're standing right in line Keep cool papa, you got to corne across 'Cause any time I'm ready, yes any time I'm ready You know when I'm ready I can tell you baby get lost Why don't you get lost |
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| 12. |
| 3:16 |
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| 13. |
| 2:51 |
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I fell in love with you first time I looked into
Them there eyes And you have a certain lil' cute way of flirtin' With them there eyes They make me feel so happy They make me feel so blue I'm fallin' No stallin' In a great big way for you My heart is jumpin' You've started somethin With them there eyes You'de better look out little brown eyes if you're wise They sparkle They bubble They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble Oh baby them there eyes You're overworkin' them There's danger lurkin' in Them there eyes Maybe you think I'm just flirtin' Maybe you think I'm all lies Just because I get romantic when I gaze in Them there eyes |
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| 3:17 |
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Wesley 'Sox' Wilson
If I call three times a day Come and drive my blues away When you come, be ready to play Do your duty If you want to have some love Give your baby your last buck Don't come quackin' like a duck Do your duty I heard you say you didn't love me Numb as Mrs. Brown I don't believe a word they say She's the lyinest woman in town When I need attention at home I'll call you on the phone Come yourself, don't send your friend Jones Do your duty If my radiator get too hot Cool it off in lots of spots Give me all the service you've got Do your duty If you don't know what it's all about Don't sit around my house and pout If you do you'll catch your mama tippin' now Do your duty If you make your own bed hard That's the way o' life I'm tired of sleepin' by myself But you too dumb to realize I'm not tryin' to make you feel blue I'm not satisfied with the way you do I've got to help you find somebody too Do your duty |
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| 2:45 |
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| 3:15 |
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| 3:21 |
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| 18. |
| 3:18 |
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Billie Holiday / Curtis R. Lewis
Hey fat daddy make up your mind 'Cause I've been waiting such a long, long time Now baby or never 'cause I been so good to you Now baby or never 'cause I've been so lonesome, too Now baby or never if I mean anything to you Now baby or never 'cause you wasted so much time Now baby or never 'cause you can't make up your mind Now baby or never and it ain't no fault of mine It's got to |
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| 19. |
| 3:25 |
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Jay Gorney / Sidney Clare
You're my thrill You do something to me You send chills right through me When I look at you 'Cause you're my thrill You're my thrill How my pulse increases I just go to pieces When I look at you 'Cause you're my thrill Hmmm-nothing seems to matter Hmmm-here's my heart on a silver platter Where's my will Why this strange desire That keeps morning higher When I look at you I cann't keep still You're my thrill |
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| 20. |
| 3:05 |
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Carl Sigman / Bob Russell
I say I'll move the mountains And I'll move the mountains If he wants them out of the way Crazy he calls me Sure, I'm crazy Crazy in love, I say I say I'll go through fire And I'll go through fire As he wants it, so it will be Crazy he calls me Sure, I'm crazy Crazy in love, you see Like the wind that shakes the bough He moves me with a smile The difficult I'll do right now The impossible will take a little while I say I'll care forever And I mean forever If I have to hold up the sky Crazy he calls me Sure, I'm crazy Crazy in love am I |
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| 21. |
| 3:15 |
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Arnold Clawson / Toussaint Pope
Please tell me now How much you care Before we say good night, my dear You'll never say That you'll be mine Why keep me waiting? Please tell me now Day and night I'm wondering Do you really care? Must I go on wondering About this love affair? My heart will cry And that's no lie Don't keep me waiting Please tell me now |
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| 22. |
| 2:58 |
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Billie Holiday / Arthur Herzog Jr.
Somebody's on my mind Like an old sweet song, "The Lasting Time" Somebody's on my mind So I'm walking on clouds on a silver line To dream my dream could be my mistake But I'd rather be wrong And sleep right along than wake Love may be blind I'll take my chances That it cares this affair, my real romance That's why you'll find somebody's on my mind |
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| 23. |
| 3:11 |
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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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| 24. |
| 2:51 |
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Ernest Schweikert / Frank Reardon
When I hear them say There's better living Let them go their way To that new living I won't ever stray 'Cause this is heaven to me Long as freedom grows (Long as freedom grows) I want to seek it if it's yes or no (If it's yes or no) It's me who'll speak it 'Cause the lord, he knows That this is heaven to me If you've got your hands And got your feet To plow your land And cut your wheat You raise your head When night is done Shout your thanks up to the sun |
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