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| 3:34 | ||||
What's it all about, Alfie?
Is it just for the moment we live? What's it all about when you sort it out, Alfie? Are we meant to take more than we give or are we meant to be kind? And if only fools are kind, Alfie, Then I guess it's wise to be cruel. And if life belongs only to the strong, Alfie, What will you lend on an old golden rule? As sure as I believe there's a heaven above, Alfie, I know there's something much more, Something even non-believers can believe in. I believe in love, Alfie. Without true love we just exist, Alfie. Until you find the love you've missed you're nothing, Alfie. When you walk let your heart lead the way And you'll find love any day, Alfie, Alfie. |
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2. |
| 4:28 | ||||
3. |
| 3:44 | ||||
4. |
| 3:50 | ||||
It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's got a smile that makes the lilac want to grow He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh When they know little Joe's passing by Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere Troubles fly away and life is easy go Does he love me good--that's all I need to know Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe Little Joe, little Joe, little Joe |
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5. |
| 3:24 | ||||
For every man there's a woman
For every life there's a plan And wise men know it was ever so Since the world began, woman was made for man Where is she, where is the woman for me? For every prince there's a princess For every Joe there's a Joan And if you wait, you will find the mate Born for you alone, happy to be your own Where is she, where is the woman for me? Find the one, find the one Then together you will find the sun For every heart there's a moment For every hand, a glove And for every woman, a man to love (Instrumental Break) For every heart there's a moment For every hand, a glove And for every woman, a man to love Where is she, where is the one for me? |
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6. |
| 3:32 | ||||
Once she dressed in silks and lace, Owned a Rolls Royce car
Now she seems quite out of place, like a fallen star Draped around my kitchen sink , Happy as can be I just have to stop and think, Why she fell for me. I'm not much to look at, nothing to see Just glad I'm livin' and lucky to be I got a woman crazy for me She's funny that way. I can't save a dollar, ain't worth a cent She doesn't holler she'd live in a tent I got a woman crazy for me She's funny that way. Tho' she loves to work and slave for me ev'ry day She'd be so much better off if I went away. But why should I leave her, why should I go She'd be unhappy without me I know I got a woman crazy for me She's funny that way. She should have the very best, Anyone can see Still she's diff'rent from the rest, satisfied with me. While I worry plan and scheme, Over what to do Can't help feeling it's a dream, Too good to be true. Never had nothin'; no one to care That's why I seem to have more than my share, I got a woman, crazy for me, She's funny that way. When I hurt her feelings, once in a while, Her only answer is one little smile, I got a woman crazy for me. She's funny that way. I can see no other way and no better plan, End it all and let her go to some better man; But I'm only human, coward at best I'm more than certain she'd follow me west, I got a woman crazy for me, She's funny that way. |
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7. |
| 3:52 | ||||
It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got It's my man Cold and wet, tired you bet But all that I soon forget With my man He's not much for looks And no hero out of books Is my man Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But I love him! I don't know why I should He isn't good, he isn't true He beats me too What can I do? Oh, my man I love him so He'll never know All my life is just despair But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright, all right What's the difference if I say I'll go away, When I know I'll come back on my knees some day? For whatever my man is I am his forever more Oh, my man I love him Sometimes I say If I could just get away With my man He'd go straight sure as fate For it never is too late For a man I just like to dream Of a cottage by a stream With my man Where a few flowers grew And perhaps a kid or two Like my man And then my eyes get wet I most forget till he gets hot And tells me not to talk such rot Oh, my man I love him so He'll never know All my life is just despair But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright, all right What's the difference if I say I'll go away, When I know I'll come back on my knees some day? For what ever my man is I am his forever more |
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8. |
| 2:40 | ||||
I'm just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me The heavenly blisses of his kisses Fills me with ecstasy He's sweet just like chocolate candy Or like the honey from the bee Oh, I'm just wild about Harry And he's just wild about me Now I'm just wild about Harry And Harry's wild about me The heavenly blisses of his kisses Fills me with ecstasy Say, now he's sweet just like chocolate candy Or like the honey from a bee Oh, I'm just wild about Harry And he's just wild about, cannot do without He's just wild about me |
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9. |
| 3:43 | ||||
Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers
Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim never tells me I'm his heart's desire I never seem to set his love afire Gone are the years I've wasted on him Sometimes when I get feelin' low I say let's call it quits Then I hang on and let him go Breakin' my heart in bits Someday I know that Jim will up and leave me But even if he does you can believe me I'll go on carrying the torch for Jim I'll go on lovin' my Jim |
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10. |
| 4:36 | ||||
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow, Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow, It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I well may be, You'll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me. And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me! |