I'm tired of hangin' around,. Think I will marry and settle down. This ole sportin' life,. It is a mean life, and it's killin' me. . I got a letter from my home,.
You just go from man to man. I just dont seem to understand. Why youre so very hard to take. You sweet sticky thing. . If I could slow you down sometime.
SINCE I MET YOU BABY. I'M A HAPPY MAN. SINCE I MET YOU BABY. I'M A HAPPY MAN. AND I WILL TRY TO PLEASE YOU. IN EVERY WAY I CAN. . SINCE I MET YOU BABY.
I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress. In a room where ya do what ya don't confess. Sundown you better take care. If I find you beenn creepin' 'round my back stairs.
He came down through fields of green. On the summer side of life. His love was ripe. . There was no illusions. On the summer side of life. Only tenderness.
Well I got my mail late last night. A letter from a girl who found the time to write. To her lonesome boy somewhere in the night. She sent me a railroad ticket too to take me to her loving arms.
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top. The snow is softly falling. The air is still within the silence of my room. I hear your voice softly calling.
Softly she comes. Whispers the breeze with her passing. In secret love she is laughing. Softly she comes in the night. . Softly she sighs. Sweetly she lies never sleeping.