Left New York this morning early Traveling south, so wide and high Sailing through the wide blue yonder It's that Airmail Special on the fly Listen to
of dreams And you don't know how nice it seems It's dear to me, yes-sirree And that's the place I'm so longing to be Where I can lose These old Basin
our desert caravan This is so exciting, you, you are so inviting Resting in my arms As I thrill to all the magic charms of you You beside me here beneath
Everything rushes by right Might just be a thought That you caught while coppin' a wink Doodlin' takes you beyond what you think And then you draw what you
that fall from my eyes Oh, as I sit, as I sit in my room staring out at the gloom It?s the rain, it?s the same old blues I can?t help, I can?t help but
Georgia Brown I love it, I love it, pretty hear this one Georgia's gonna play the tambourine now Man, I wanna tell you people I'm sure glad I wasn'
