I'm goin back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) I'm goin back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo
Maybe you'll think of me when you are all alone Maybe the one who is waiting for you will prove untrue Then what will you do? Maybe you'll sit and sigh
The moon belongs to everyone The best things in life are free The stars belong to everyone They gleam there for you and me The flowers in spring The
Address unknown, not even a trace of you Oh what I'd give to see the face of you I was a fool to stay away from you so long I should have known there'
I'll never smile again Until I smile at you I'll never laugh again What good would it do? For tears would fill my eyes My heart would realize That our
Do I worry 'cause you're stepping out? Do I worry 'cause you've got me in doubt? Though your kisses aren't right, do I give a bag of beans? Do I stay
I don't want to set the world on fire I just want to start a flame in your heart In my heart I have but one desire And that one is you, no other will
[feat. Ella Fitzgerald] Into each life some rain must fall But too much is falling in mine Into each heart some tears must fall But some day the sun
If I didn't care More than words can say If I didn't care Would I feel this way? If this isn't love, then why do I thrill? And what makes my head Go '
My prayer is to linger with you At the end of the day In a dream that's divine My prayer is a rapture in blue With a world far away And your lips close
In a quaint caravan There's a lady they call the Gypsy She can look in the future And drive away all your fears Everything will come right If you only
Into each life some rain must fall But too much is falling in mine Into each heart some tears must fall But some day the sun will shine Some folks can
We three, we're all alone Living in a memory My echo, my shadow, and me We three, we're not a crowd We're not even company My echo, my shadow, and me
When I'm not playing solitaire I take a book down from the shelf And what with programs on the air I keep pretty much to myself Missed the Saturday dance
Why do you whisper, green grass? Why tell the trees what ain't so? Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know, oh no Why tell them all your secrets
A rose must remain with the sun and the rain Or its lovely promise won't come true To each his own, to each his own And my own is you What good is a
