Gone . . . gone . . .. Is my love . . . is my love . . .. Is my love!. . Gone is she, gone away from me,. But I remember what she said,. Here's my heart, my one an' only heart,.
I'm in love with a dolly named Glendora. She works in the window of a big department stor-a!. Eyes of blue, hair like gold. Never been young, but she'll never get old.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen,. Let nothing you dismay,. Remember Christ our Savior,. Was born on Christmas day. . To save us all from Satan's power,. When we were gone astray,.
God rest ye merry, gentlemen,. Let nothing you dismay,. Remember Christ our Savior,. Was born on Christmas day. . To save us all from Satan's power,. When we were gone astray,.
I've got a lot of memories to last me the rest of my life. So if you don't want to love me, baby that'll be alright. I'm gonna take all the lovin' that I have for you.
( Welcome home!, Welcome home!,. Welcome home! Welcome home! ). . I'm so glad to be home again. I promise never to roam again. it's oh so good to be home again,.
Things just don't happen, you gotta make them happen. Girl you really made it happen to me, me!. The first time I saw that face, that look I can't erase,.
Give me your hand let me be ever near. And let us wonder together through the years.. Give me your fate, I vow that I'll be true. No doubt must ever touch my love for you!.
Mister . . . you may . . . have travelled near or far,. But you haven't seen the country,. 'Till you've seen the country by car!. . Mister . . . may I . . . recommend a royal route?.
Gigi, am I a fool without a mind. Or have I merely been too blind to realize?. Oh Gigi, why you've been growin' up. Before my very eyes. . Gigi, you're not at all.
Dear, it seems years since we parted,. Years full of tears and regret;. I've been alone broken hearted,. Trying so hard to forget:. . Girl of my dreams I love you, honest I do,.
Good mornin', little schoolgirl. Good mornin', little schoolgirl. Can I go?. Can I go home wit' you?. Tell yo' mama an yo' papa. Lord, I'm a li'l schoolboy, too.
I'm Going Down The River 4:17 Trk 1. Mississippi Fred McDowell. Fred McDowell - vocal and guitar. W/Fanny Davis - comb, Miles Pratcher - guitar. Recorded Sept. 22, 1959, Como Mississippi.
I used to go out to parties and stand around;. 'cause I was too nervous to really get down.. But my body yearned to be free.. I got up on the floor, boy,.
Good mornin' 'lil school girl,. can I go home, can I go home with you?. Tell your mother and your father,. I'm a little school boy too. . Woke up this mornin',.
You don't love me no more. Get out my life woman. You don't love me no more. Get out my life woman. You don't love me no more. . Get out my eyes teardrops.
Have you ever lost your way. Have you ever feared another day. Have you ever misplaced your mind. Watching this world leave you behind. Won't you. Won't you give.
I've got a sad sad story today,. I've got a sad sad story today,. I'm goin' to the gin house when the whistle blows,. My troubles come like rain that's all been poured before!.