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| 2. |
| 2:05 | 
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With a song in my heart, I behold your adorable face
Just a song at the start but it soon is a hymn to your grace When the music swells, I'm touching your hand It tells me you're standing near, and At the sound of your voice, heaven opens its portals to me Can I help but rejoice that a song such as ours came to be But I always knew I would live life through With a song in my heart for you But I always knew I would live life through With a song in my heart for you |
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| 3. |
| 2:58 |
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| 4. |
| 4:15 |
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Free and easy, that's my style
Howdy-do me, watch me smile Fare-thee-well me after a while 'Cause I gotta roam And any place I hang my hat is home Sweetenin' water, cherry wine Thank you kindly, suits me fine Kansas City, Caroline That's my honeycomb 'Cause any place I hang my hat is home Birds roostin' in a tree Pick up and go, and the goin' proves That's how it oughta be I pick up too when the spirit moves me (I go where it behoves me) Cross the river, 'round the bend "Hello stranger!", "So long friend!" There's a voice in the lonesome wind That keeps whisp'ring, "Roam!" I'm going where a welcome mat is No matter where that is 'Cause any place I hang my hat is home |
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| 10:22 |
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Rock a bye, your baby
With a Dixie melody When you croon, croon a tune From the heart of Dixie Just hang my cradle, mammy mine Right on that masoned, Dixen line And swing it from Virginia, to Tennessee With all the love that's in ya Weep no more, my lady Sing that song again, for me Sing on black Joe, just as though You have me on your knees A million baby kisses, I'll deliver If you will only play that Swanee river Rock a bye your rock a bye baby With a Dixie melody Oh, weep no more, my lady Sing that song again, for me Sing on black Joe, just as though You have me on your knees A million baby kisses, I'll deliver If you will only play that Swanee river Rock a bye your rock a bye baby With a Dixie melody |
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| 6. |
| 9:52 |
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| 7. |
| 10:43 |
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| 8. |
| 4:38 |
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She likes the theater and never comes late
She never bothers with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls That's why the lady is a tramp She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, and it's "oke"Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight She loves the theater but never comes late She'd never bother with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads That's why the lady is a tramp She'd love the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, but it's "oke"Hates California, it's so cold and so damp That's why the lady That's why the lady That's why the lady is a tramp |
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| 6:51 |
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| 10. |
| 2:24 |
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| 11. |
| 2:45 |
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Why, Daisy, you're a bloody miracle...
Could anyone among us have an inkling or a clue What magic feats or wizardry and voodoo you can do? And who would ever guess what powers you possess And who would not be stunned to see you prove There's more to us than surgeons can remove So much more than we ever knew So much more were we born to do Should you draw back the curtain, this I am certain You'll be impressed with you Well, so long doctor, see you later! On a clear day Rise and 1ook around you And you'll see who you are On a clear day How it will astound you That the glow of your being Outshines every star You’ll feel part of every mountain sea and shore You can hear From far and near A word you’ve never, never heard before... And on a clear day...On a clear day... You can see forever... And ever... And ever... And ever more. . . |
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| 12. |
| 1:32 |
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| 13. |
| 2:31 |
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| 14. |
| 3:15 |
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Pack up all my care and woe
Here I go, singing low Bye bye blackbird Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Bye bye blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me Make my bed and light the light I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, bye bye Bye bye blackbird Bye bye blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, oh what hard luck stories they all hand me Make my bed and light the light I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, Blackbird , Blackbird bye bye Goodbye, blackbird I'm gonna miss ya I'm gonna miss ya, Blackbird Ya hear dat? I'm gonna follow you soon Wherever you go, why I'll follow you There's someone waiting out there for me, where you're leading I can see you flappin' your wings now You're calling me I hear you calling me I hear ya! I hear ya! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm almost here She's there waiting for me Oh, how wonderful she looks Oh how marvelous, blackbird Here! Here! Flap your wings, flap 'em! Flap 'em! Whistle to me! |
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| 10:21 |
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| 16. |
| 3:16 |
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It seems we stood and talked like this before.
We looked at each other in the same way then, But I can't remember where or when. The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore. The smile you were smiling you were smiling then, But I can't remember where or when. Some things that happened for the first time Seem to be happening again. And so it seems that we have met before And laughed before and loved before, But who knows where or when? |
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| 2:45 |
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I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare I saw a man dancing with his own wife And you'll never guess where Chicago, Chicago, that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town Chicago, Chicago, I'll show you around, I love it Betcha bottom dollar you'll lose your blues In Chicago, Chicago The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down On State Street, that great street I just want to stay, I just want to stay They do things they don't do on Broadway, say They have the time, the time of their life I saw a man who danced with his wife In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town Chicago, Chicago Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field Come and walk with Along the lake, to the drake Hollar and hoot, all through the loop Shout out now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow No she-she, life is peachy Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced with his wife In Chicago, Chicago I feel sympathy for that wonderful, windy town! |
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| 18. |
| 2:53 |
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| 19. |
| 3:43 |
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| 20. |
| 3:12 |
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Ooo I can see that you've got fire in your eyes And pain inside your heart So many things have come And torn your world apart Oh baby, baby, baby Don't give up Don't give up Don't give up If you want love If you want love You've got to give a little If you want love If you want faith You just believe a little If you want love If you want peace Turn your cheek a little Oh you've got to give You've got to give You've got to give to live An empty hand reaching out for someone An empty heart takes so little to fill It's so much easier to push instead of pull Oh baby, baby, baby Don't give up Don't give up Don't give up If you want love If you want love You've got to give a little If you want love If you want faith You just believe a little If you want love If you want peace Turn your cheek a little Oh you've got to give You've got to give You've got to give to live Each man's a country in his own right Oh ev'rybody needs a friend One friend one God one country No man can defend Yeah I believe in faith and destination But so much of that ties in our own hands But if you know what you want Just go on out and get it Oh baby, baby just don't give up no, no Ah don't give up, yeah, yeah (Repeat Chorus) |
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| 8:11 |
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| 22. |
| 1:43 |
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