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Twas on a bright morning in summer
When I first heard his voice speakin' 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
Your darling, Acushla

Oh, it really wasn't my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse
That had to be obeyed.

Beacon Hill behavior we've been scorning
But I'll still not go in mourning
Though my reputation

“Bei mir bist du schoen”, please let me explain
”Bei mir bist du schoen” means that you're grand
I’ve tried to explain “Bei mir bist du schoen”
So please tell me that you understand

I could say, you’re on the top,
You’re the apex, you’re the zenith,
You’re colossal, you’re terrific, you’re …

better luck next time
that could never be
because there ain't gonna be no next time
for me

no sir-ee

made up my mind

My mama done tol' me, when I was in pigtails
My mama done tol' me, " Hon, a man's gonna sweet talk"
And give ya the big eye, but when the sweet talkin's done
A man is a two-face, A worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night

Now the rain's a-fallin', hear the train's a-callin, "Whooee!"
(My mama done tol' me) Hear dat lonesome whistle blowin' 'cross the trestle,
"Whooee!"

We walk on every city street
We walk in lanes where branches meet
And stars send down their blessings from the blue.
We go through storms of doubt and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...

Cry, baby, cry, cry, baby cry,
Just the way I did the day you broke my heart
Cry, baby, cry, you flew too high
Tables turned and now you've learned you're not so smart
You broke every promise
You couldn't be true
You gave me the go-by
For somebody new when I needed you

After that sweet Summer afternoon
When for the first time I saw you appear,
Dreaming of you I composed a tune,
So will you listen to it, dear?

Do I love you, do I?
Doesn't one and one make two?
Do I love you, do I?

You sons of Adam, you daughters of Eve
The time has come to take
your love-torn hearts off your sleeve
Look, look about you
What, what do you see?
Love-sick, love-lorn, love-wrecked, love-worn
Boo hoomanity
They’ll be no peace on Earth Until this curse

I spent my money today on something I had my heart set,
Just like a lady in vogue I feel like one of the smart set.
I didn't buy pearls like other girls; I didn't buy diamond rings,
I didn't buy clothes of fancy hose or a canary bird that sings.
But I got a pair of new shoes, polished up and paid for
Honey, they were made for going to town.
Got a pair of new shoes, pretty patent leather,
Ought to get together going to town

The snow makes teardrops on my window
The wind blows memories through my hall
And I am all alone on New Year's Eve
The time I need you most of all

The gay ones don their silly paper hats
And blow their stupid little horns
At midnight they will all be singing Auld Lang Syne

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be
miles away

What am I here for?
It's time you knew
Here's what I'm here for
I'm here for you

Can you forgive me?
Am I too late?
All the years that I've wandered

When our Grandmas and our Grandpas where just girls and boys
The seemed to have a lot more fun than we
Their party clothes were calicos and homemade courturoys
And the big event was called a husking bee
A banjo and a fiddle and a big old fashioned barn
Was all the preparation that they made
And if they tell you otherwise, dismiss it as a yarn
Refreshments were confined to lemonade

They say I'm crazy
Got no sense
But I don't care
They may or may not mean offense
But I don't care
You see, I'm sort of independent
I am my own superintendent
And my star is on the ascendant

Days can be sunny, with never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along?
I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way, look at what I've got

I got rhythm, I got music

I don't
Care who
Knows I
Am blue
My song wouldn't take long
To give my heart away

I know

I believe in doing what I can
In crying when I must
In laughing when I choose
Hey ho, if love were all

I should be lonely.
I believe the more you love a man,
The more you give your trust,

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!

Meet me tonight in dreamland,
Under the silv'ry moon.
Meet me tonight in dreamland,
Where love's sweet roses bloom.

Come with the love light gleaming
In your dear eyes of blue.
Meet me in dreamland,

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby

Oh somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of

The glamour’s gone,
The shades are down
And Paris is only a lonely town
Lonely

When love’s a laugh
And you’re the clown
Then Paris is only another town

Down in the great big rathskeller
where a swell colored fella,
by the name of Bill Jefferson Lord

played the piano while he'd sing a song
He just sang and played the whole night long.

Till...one night a starry-eyed lady

Have you seen the well to do?
Up and down Park Avenue?
On that famous thoroughfare,
With their noses in the air?
High hats and arrowed collars,
Wide spats and fifteen dollars.
Spending every dime,
For a wonderful time

Rock-a-bye your baby to a Dixie melody
When you croon, croon a tune
From the heart of Dixie
Just place that cradle, mammy mine
Right on that Mason-Dixon Line
And swing it from Virginia to Tennessee
With all the love that's in ya

I've been away from you a long time
I never thought I'd missed you so
Somehow I feel
You love is real
Near you I long to/wanna be

The birds are singin', it is song time
The banjos strummin' soft and low

There's a little brown road windin' over the hill
To a little white cot by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose trellis I wait
While two eyes o' blue
Come smilin' through at me

There's a gray lock or two in the brown of the hair

Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.
There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.

Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time

Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere

I've been away from you a long time
I never thought I'd missed you so
Somehow I feel
You love is real
Near you I long to/wanna be

The birds are singin', it is song time
The banjos strummin' soft and low

Perhaps it was something that hit me, perhaps it was something I ate,
But out of the blue I dreamed I met you and you said to me, "Hi, ya Gate!"
Millions have heard you play Chopin, the critics applaud and approve,
But millions more would simply adore to hear you get in the groove.

You won't believe it, you'll think it's a dream
To hear them riffing it, right on the beam,
But when you hear trumpets give out a call, you'll know

The night is bitter,
The stars have lost their glitter;
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older -
And all because of the man that got away.

No more his eager call,
The writing's on the wall;

With my high starched collar and my high top shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head,
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley,
And lost my heart instead.
With his light brown derby and his bright green tie,
He was quite the handsomest of men.
I started to yen, so I counted to ten,
Then I counted to ten again.

Dear Mr. Gable,
I am writing this to you
and I hope that you will read it so you'll know
My heart beats like a hammer
and I stutter and I stammer
every time I see you at the picture show.
I guess I'm just another fan of yours
and I thought I'd write and tell you so.