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| 2:58 | 
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Leo Robin / Richard Whiting / Ralph Rainger
Who do you think is comin' to town You'll never guess who Lovable, hugable Emily Brown Miss Brown to you What if the rain comes pattering down My heaven is blue Can it be sending me Emily Brown Miss Brown to you I know her eyes will thrill ya But go slow, oh, oh Don't you all get too familiar Why do you think she's comin' to town Just wait and you'll see The lovable little Miss Brown to you Is baby to me, yes, yes Mark it down |
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| 2:56 |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do to you You're in love Your heart's a flutter and all day long You only shutter Cuz your poor tongue Just won't utter the words I love you Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Wait a while Till a little moonbeam comes peepin' through You'll get bold You can't resist him And all you'll say When you have kissed him is Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do |
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| 3:11 |
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Arthur Freed / Gus Arnheim / Abe Lyman
I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you What a fool I used to be Now I've found two eyes Just a little bit bluer I've found a heart Just a little bit truer I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me |
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| 2:48 |
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Carmen Lombardo / John Jacob Loeb
A sailboat in the moonlight And you Wouldn't that be heaven A heaven just for two A soft breeze on a June night and you What a perfect setting For letting dreams come true A chance to sail away To Sweetheart Bay Beneath the stars that shine A chance to drift For you to lift Your tender lips to mine Some things dear That I long for are few Just give me a sailboat in the moonlight and you A chance to sail away To Sweetheart Bay Beneath the stars that shine A chance to drift For you to lift Your tender lips to mine Some things dear That I long for are few Just give me a sailboat in the moonlight and you |
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| 2:48 |
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Iv'e been around the world in a plane
Settled revolutions in Spain The North Pole I have charted But can't get started with you And at the golf course I'm under par Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star I've got a house and a show place But can't get no place with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you Baby but what good dose it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Gabel had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you But what good does it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Basic had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you |
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| 2:24 |
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| 8. |
| 3:01 |
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Irene Kitchings / Arthur Herzog Jr.
Some other spring I'll try to love Now I still cling To faded blossoms Fresh from worn Left chrushed and torn Like the love affair I mourn Some other spring When twilight falls Will the night bring Another to me? Not your kind But let me find It's not true that love is blind Sunshine's around me But deep in my heart it's cold as ice Love, once you've found me But can that story unfold twice? Some other spring Will my heart awake? Stirring to sing Love's magic music Then forget the old duet Love in some other spring? Spring? |
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| 3:12 |
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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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| 2:54 |
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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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| 3:10 |
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless Dear as the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black culture's Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy, with shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers And prayers that I say I know But let them not weep Let them know That I'm glad to go For death is no dream And in death I'm caressing you With the last Breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I awake and I find You asleep in the deep of my heart Deep Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday |
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| 2:45 |
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| 13. |
| 2:58 |
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You''re making me blue
All that you do Seems unfair You try not to hear Turn a deaf ear To my prayer It seems you don''t want to see What you are doingg to me My arms are waiting to caress you And to my heart they long to press you, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul I spend my days in longing And wondering it''s me you''re wronging Why haven''t you seen it I''m all for you Body and soul I can''t believe it It hard to conceive it That you''d turn away romance Are you pretending Don''t say it''s the ending I wish I could have one more change to prove, dear My life a hell your''e making You know I''m yours for just the taking I''d gladly surrender Myself to you Body and soul Life''s dreary for me Day''s seem to be long as years I''ve looked for the sun But can see none Through my tears Your heart must be like a stone To leave me like this alone When you could make my life worth living By taking what I''m set on giving, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I''m all for you Body and soul |
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