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| 3:00 | 
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Where the blue of the night
Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me And the gold of her hair Crowns the blue of her eyes Like a halo, tenderly If only I could see her Oh how happy I would be Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me (Bing whistles) Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me |
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| 2:47 |
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And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we're apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not die Love is now the stardust of yesterday The music of the years gone by Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely night dreaming of a song The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you When our love was new And each kiss an inspiration But that was long ago Now my consolation Is in the stardust of a song Beside a garden wall When stars are bright You are in my arms The nightingale tells his fairy tale A paradise where roses bloom Though I dream in vain In my heart it will remain My stardust melody The memory of love's refrain |
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| 3. |
| 3:07 |
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Night and you and Blue Hawaii
The night is heavenly and you are heaven to me Lovely you and Blue Hawaii With all this loveliness there should be love Come with me while the moon is on the sea The night is young and so are we, so are we Dreams come true in Blue Hawaii And mine could all come true this magic night of nights with you Come with me while the moon is on the sea (the moon is on the sea) The night is young and so are we (so are we) Dreams come true in Blue Hawaii And mine could all come true this magic night of nights with you |
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| 4. |
| 3:10 |
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A long time ago
A million years BC The best things in life Were absolutely free. But no one appreciated A sky that was always blue. And no one congratulated A moon that was always new. So it was planned that they would vanish now and them And you must pay before you get them back again. That's what storms were made for And you shouldn't be afraid for Every time it rains it rains Pennies from heaven. Don't you know each cloud contains Pennies from heaven. You'll find yor fortune falling All over town. Be sure that your umbrella is upside down. Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers. If you want the things you love You must have showers. So when you hear it thunder Don't run under a tree. There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me. |
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| 3:17 |
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Sweet Leilani
Heavenly flower Nature fashioned roses kissed with dew And then she placed them in a bower It was the start of you. Sweet Leilani Heavenly flower I dreamed of paradise for two. You are my paradise completed. You are my dream come true. Sweet Leilani Heavenly flower Tropic skies are jealous as they shine I think they're jealous of your blue eyes Jealous hecause you're mine. Sweet Leilani Heavenly flower I dreamed of paradise for two. You are my paradise completed. You are my dream come true. You are my paradise completed. You are my dream come true. |
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| 2:55 |
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You must have been a beautiful baby
You must have been a wonderful child When you were only startin' To go to kindergarten I'll bet you drove the little boys wild And when it came to winnin' blue ribbons You must have shown the other kids how I can see the judges eyes As they handed you the prize I'll bet you made the cutest bow! Oh! you must have been a beautiful baby 'Cause baby, look at you now! Does your mother Realize The stork delivered Quite a prize The day he left you On the family tree? Does you dad Appreciate That you're merely Super-great The miracle Of any century? If they don't then send them both to me You must have been a beautiful baby You must have been a wonderful child When you were only startin' To go to kindergarten I'll bet you drove the little boys wild And when it came to winnin' blue ribbons You must have shown the other kids how I can see the judges eyes As they handed you the prize I'll bet you made the cutest bow! Oh! you must have been a beautiful baby 'Cause baby, look at you now! |
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| 7. |
| 3:09 | 
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| 8. |
| 2:58 |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and brigt, And may all your Christmases be white" I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and brigt, And may all your Christmases be white" |
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| 9. |
| 2:33 |
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Sunday, Monday or Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday or Friday I want you near Every day in the year Oh, won't you tell me when We will meet again Sunday, Monday or always If you're satisfied I'll be at your side Sunday, Monday or always No need to tell me now What makes the world go 'round When at the sight of you My heart begins to pound and pound And what am I to do? Can't I be with you Sunday, Monday or always? Always and forever I must be with you Beginning Sunday and Monday and then forever Oh, won't you tell me when We will meet again Sunday, Monday or always If you're satisfied I'll be at your side Sunday, Monday or always No need to tell me now What makes the world go 'round When at the sight of you My heart begins to pound, pound, pound What am I to do? Can't I be with you Sunday, Monday or always? |
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| 10. |
| 2:30 |
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Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a mule? A mule is an animal with long funny ears He kicks up at anything he hears His back is brawny but his brain is weak He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak And by the way, if you hate to go to school You may grow up to be a mule Or would you like to swing on a star Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a pig? A pig is an animal with dirt on his face His shoes are a terrible disgrace He's got no manners when he eats his food He's fat and lazy and extremely rude But if you don't care a feather or a fig You may grow up to be a pig Or would you like to swing on a star Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a fish? A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook He can't write his name or read a book To fool the people is his only thought And though he's slippery, he still gets caught But then if that sort of life is what you wish You may grow up to be a fish And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo Everyday you'll meet quite a few So you see it's all up to you You can be better than you are You could be swingin' on a star |
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| 2:58 |
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Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush now, don't you cry. Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby. (verse) Over in Killarney, many years ago, My mother sang a song to me in tones so soft and low. Just a simple little ditty in her good old Irish way. And I'd give the world if I could hear that song of hers today. ( ) |
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| 12. |
| 3:04 |
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| 13. |
| 2:35 |
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| 14. |
| 2:57 |
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Kiss me once, then kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again. It's been a long, long time. Haven't felt like this, my dear Since I can't remember when. It's been a long, long time You'll never know how many dreams I've dreamed about you. Or just how empty they all seemed without you. So kiss me once, then kiss me twice Then kiss me once again. It's been a long, long time. Ah, kiss me once, then kiss me twice Then kiss me once again. It's been a long time. Haven't felt like this my dear Since I can't remember when It's been a long, long time. |
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| 2:41 |
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Oh, me name is MacNamara, I'm the leader of the band
Although we're few in numbers, we're the finest in the land We play at wakes and weddings and at every fancy ball And when we play the funerals, we play the March from Saul Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band Right now we are rehearsing for a very swell affair The annual celebration, all the gentry will be there When General Grant to Ireland came he took me by the hand Says he, "I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band" Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band Oh, my name is Uncle Julius and from Sweden I did come To play with MacNamara's Band and beat the big bass drum And when I march along the street the ladies think I'm grand They shout, "There's Uncle Julius playing with an Irish band!" Oh, I wear a bunch of shamrocks and a uniform of green And I'm the funniest lookin' Swede that you have ever seen There is O'Brians, O'Ryans, O'Sheehans and Meehans, they come from Ireland But, by yimminy, I'm the only Swede in MacNamara's Band Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze away McCarthy pumps the old bassoon while I the pipes do play And Henessee Tennessee tootles the flute and the music is something grand A credit to old Ireland is MacNamara's band That's MacNamara |
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| 2:57 |
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| 17. |
| 3:07 |
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Now is the hour
When we must say goodbye. Soon you'll be sailing Far across the sea. While you're away Oh, then, remember me. When you return You'll find me waiting here. Sunset glow fades in the west. Night o'er the valley is creeping. Birds cuddle down in their nest Soon all the world will be sleeping. Now is the hour When we must goodbye. Soon you'll be sailing Far across the sea. While you're away Oh, then, remember me. When you return You'll find me waiting here. |
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| 2:39 |
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i love those dear hearts and gentle people
who live in my home town because those dear hearts and gentle people will never ever let you down they read the good book from fri till monday that's how the weekend goes i've got a dream house i'll build there one day with picket fence and ramblin rows i feel so welcome each time i return that my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown i love the dear hearts and gentle people who live and love in my home town there's a place i'd like to go and it's back in idaho where you're friendly neighbors smile and say hello it's a pleasure and a treat to meandor down the street that's why i want the whole wide world to know i love those dear hearts i love the gentle people (who live in my home town) because those dear hearts and gentle people will never ever let you down they read the good book from fri till monday that's how the weekend goes i've got a dream house i'll build there one day with picket fence and ramblin rows i feel so welcome each time i return that my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown i love the dear hearts and gentle people who live and love in my home town (home home sweet home home home sweet home) home home sweet home home home sweet home |
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| 2:53 |
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| 20. |
| 3:24 |
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| 21. |
| 2:20 |
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Ol' man river.
That ol' man river. He don't say nothin' But he must know somethin' Cause he just keeps rollin' He keeps rollin' along. Rollin' along. He don't plant tators He don't plant cotton. Them that plants 'em is soon forgotten. But ol' man river He keeps rollin' along. You and me We sweat and strain. Body all achin' And wracked with pain. Tote that barge. Lift that bale. Get a little drunk And you land in jail. I gets weary Sick of tryin' I'm tired of livin' Feared of dyin' But ol' man river He's rollin' along. |
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| 22. |
| 2:57 |
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Around the world I searched for you
I traveled on when hope was gone to keep a rendez-vous I knew some where, some time, some how You'd look at me And I would see the smile you're smiling now It might have been in country Down or in New York in gayparee or even London Town No more will I go all Around The World For I have found my world in you |
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