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I'm gonna give you, forty days to geta back home!
I'm gonna call up the gypsy woman on my telephone I'm gonna tell the world wide who doo. That'll be the very thing that I do do, I'm gonne see that she'll be back home, In forty days Yea, In forty days, (forty days) forty days, (forty days) I'm gonne see that she'll be back home, In forty days (In forty days) I'm gonna tell the whole wide world who doo That'll be the very thing that I do do, I'm gonne see that she'll be back home, In forty days Well I was talking to the judge in private early this morning When the sherriff came along and took me without any warning He said i'm setting the charge up, to get ya, that'll be the very thing that'll hang ya, I'm gonna see that she'll be back home, In forty days In forty days, (forty days) forty days, (forty days) I'm gonne see that you'll be back home, (in forty days) In forty days (In forty days) I'm gonna tell the whole wide world who doo That'll be the very thing that I do do, I'm gonne see that she'll be back home, In forty days Well I was talking to the judge in private early this morning When the sherriff came along and took me without any warning He said i'm setting this charge up for gettin you but that'll be the very thing that'll hang ya, I'm gonna see that she'll be back home, In forty days In forty days, (forty days) forty days, (forty days) I'm gonne see that you'll be back home in forty days. In forty days (In forty days) I'm gonna tell the whole wide world who doo That'll be the very thing that I do do, I'm gonne see that she'll be back home in forty days I'm gonne see that she'll be back home in forty days I'm gonne see that she'll be back home in forty days |
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| 2:30 | ||||
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| 2:41 | ||||
How wonderful to know you really love me
How wonderful to know you really care How beautiful to feel my arms around you Kissing your eyes Hearing your sighs Touching your hair How wonderful to know sunshine and laughter That fills my empty heart with love divine To share this life with you now and hereafter How wonderful to know That you are mine To share this life with you now and hereafter How wonderful to know That you are mine |
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| 2:45 | ||||
Someone else is in your arms tonight
While I’m all alone and blue Someone else would kiss and hold you tight Just the way I used to do I used to be your love And now I’m your used-to-be Outsider, that’s me You’ll be dancing cheek to cheek with him To our favourite melody And the tender words you speak to him Would be words you spoke to me Once I was in your heart Now some else holds the key Outsider, that’s me I want you so much (so much) I can look (you can look) But mustn’t touch I keep waiting for the phone to ring But I know it’s all in vain When you left me you took everything Just the memory and the pain I used to be your love And now I’m your used-to-be Outsider, that’s me Outsider, er that’s me |
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| 1:56 | ||||
If you hear somebody knockin' on your door
If you see somebody crawlin' across the floor Baby it'll be me, I'll be lookin' for you And if you see somebody climbin' up a telegraph pole If you find a new lump in your sugar bowl Baby it'll be me, I'll be looking for you I'm gonna look in the mountains Down in the deep blue sea I'm gonna look in the forest And look and look in every tree If you find a new bait on your fishin' hook And if you find a funny face in your comic book Baby it'll be me I'll be lookin' for you (Spoken: Well, keep on lookin') I'm gonna look in the cities Where the lights are blue Gonna search the country side And the haystacks too Well if you see something shootin' out across the stars If you see a rocket ship in it's way to Mars Baby it'll be me Yeah I'll be lookin' for you I'll be lookin' for you Well, I'll be lookin' for you |
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| 2:28 | ||||
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| 2:28 | ||||
Turn your pretty face to mine.
Lift your pretty eyes from the ground. I forgive you everything, So turn around, turn around. Though you've left me for a new love, And your new love turned you down. I forgive you everything, So turn around, turn around. I've been hurt, and I've been blue. But I've never turned my back on you so, Turn your pretty face to mine (to mine). Lift your pretty eyes from the ground (from the ground). Look at the love light in my eyes, And turn around, turn around. Look at the love light in my eyes, And turn around, turn around. |
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| 2:46 | ||||
곡명 : Blueberry Hill
아티스트명 : Cliff Richard 앨범명 : The Rock N Roll Years (The Best Of) 가사제공 : ElvisPJS I found my thrill on blueberry hill On blueberry hill where I found you The moon stood still on blueberry hill And lingered till my dreams came true The wind in the willow played Love′s sweet melody But all of those vows we made Were never to be Tho′ we′re apart you′re part of me still For you were my thrill on blueberry hill The wind in the willow played Love′s sweet melody But all of those vows we made Were never to be Tho′ we′re apart you′re part of me still For you were my thrill on blueberry hill |
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| 2:06 | ||||
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| 2:58 | ||||
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is a special one That never sees the sun And only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars are gleaming I'm goin' to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem With eyes as black as coal That look down in my soul And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon I'm goin' to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden With eyes as black as coal That look down in my soul And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon I'm goin' to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden I'm goin' to pick that rose And watch her as she grows In my garden In Spanish Harlem |
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| 2:50 | ||||
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