I'm tired of the noise and hurly-burly that fills the city late and early. I long to hear the music of the used-to-be that mother nature made for me.
I want to wander where the skies are blue, where birds are singing all the long day through, the music that I love to listen to down on melody farm.
The cowbells tinkle in the early morn. the bees are buzzin' 'round a field of corn, to tell me that another song is born down on melody farm.
The lazy river is drifting along while daffodils dance on a hill and while it's drifting it composes a song to a water lily.
The morning sings the golden melody, the evening brings the moonlight symphony, for all the world is wrapped in harmony down on melody farm.
I'm gonna pack my bag, I'm gonna clear my brain, and then I'm gonna buy a one-way ticket on the fastest choo-choo train.
I'm gonna try to find a little peace of mind. I wanna leave the sound of rivets and the horns of taxis way behind.
I want to run through the fields of the new-mown hay and at the close of day let me stray where I hear the organ playing. Just a song at twighlight when the lights are low. I wanna go, I wanna go I wanna be a little country girl in calico.
The morning sings the golden melody, the evening brings the moonlight symphony, for all the world is wrapped in harmony down on melody farm.
Fifteen thousand times a day I hear a voice within me say Hide yourself behind the screen You shouldn't be heard, you shouldn't be seen You're just an awful in between
That's what I am and in between It's just like small pox quarantine I can't do this, I can't go there I'm just a circle in a square I don't fit in anywhere
I"m past the stage of dull and carriage I'm not the age to think of marriage I'm too old for toys and I'm too young for boys I'm just an in between
I'm not a child or children bore me I'm not grown up, grown ups ignore me And in every sense I'm just on a fence I'm just an in between
I'll be glad when momma let's me go to dances And have romances I'll be glad to have a party dress that boys will adore A dress that touches the floor
I'm sick and tired of bedtime story I'm so inspired by love and glories But I guess it's no use, I still get mother goose I'm just an in between
I'm allow to go to pictures shows That is if nurse is feeling able But we only go to Mickey Mouse I'm not allowed Clarke Gable
It's such an imposition For a girl who's got ambition To be an in between
My dad says I should bother more About my lack of grammar Huh, the only thing that bothers me Is my lack of glamor
Why if I could use a lipstick and a powder pop Who knows I might be [Incomprehensible] in the rough Instead of in between
I'll be glad when uncle Jim can't call me precious child That simply drives me wild I'll be glad to have a date that doesn't grow on a trees A date that's not history
I'll be so glad when I have [Incomprehensible] All by myself, I get so lonesome And I hope and pray for the day when I'll be sweet sixteen Then I won't have to be an in between
Never could carry a tune, never knew where to start You came along when everything was wrong and put a song in my heart
Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody It haunted me from the start Something inside of me started a symphony Zing! Went the strings of my heart
'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing About a nest set apart All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony Zing! Went the strings of my heart
[Chorus] Your eyes made skies seem blue again What else could I do again But keep repeating through and through "I love you, love you"
I still recall the thrill, guess I always will I hope 'twill never depart Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine Zing! Went the strings of my heart
Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody It haunted me from the start Something inside of me started a symphony Zing! Went the strings of my heart
'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing About a nest set apart All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony Zing! Went the strings of my heart
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I still recall the thrill, I guess I always will I hope 'twill never depart Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody divine Zing! Oh, Oh, Oh went the strings of my heart
It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair! The sidewalks of New York are thick with blarney For shure you'd think New York was Old Kilarney! It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full array We're feeling so inspirish, shure because for all the Irish It's a great, great day!
It's a great day for the Irish, it's a great day for fair! Begosh, there's not a cop to stop a raiding Begorra all the cops are out parading! It's a great day for the Shamrock, for the flags in full aray And as we go a swinging, ev'ry Irish heart is singing It's a great, great day!
Twas on a bright morning in Summer When I first heard his voice spakin' low As he said to a colleen beside him "Who's that pretty girl milking her cow?"
Och many times often ye met me And told me that I should be You darling, Acushla, A Lana Mavourneen, Asuilish machree
Purty girl, purty girl, With no on there to show her how The purt, purt, purty girl is now Milking her cow
I have not the manners or graces Of the girls in the world where ye move And I have not their beautiful faces But oh, I've a heart that can love
And if it please ye, I'll dress me in satin With jewels, jewels in me brow But och, don't be after forgettin' Your purty girl milking her cow
Purty girl, purty cow, I'm sure this song would have never been wrote If the pretty girl hadda been milking her goat But the goat wasn't feeling well anyhow So the pretty girl was milking her cow.
Her cow, her cow... La, la, la, la, la, la... La, la, la la, la, la, la La, la, la, la A purty girl milking her cow!