I'll see you again. When ever spring breaks through again. Time may lie heavy between. But what has been. is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
I'll see you again. When ever spring breaks through again. Time may lie heavy between. But what has been. is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
I'm mad about the boy. And I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had. About the boy.
London Pride has been handed down to us.. London Pride is a flower that's free.. London Pride means our own dear town to us,. And our pride it for ever will be..
I'll follow my secret heart. My whole life through. I'll keep all my dreams apart. Till one comes true. No matter what price is paid. What stars may fade above.
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington. Don't put your daughter on the stage. The profession is overcrowded. And the struggle's pretty tough.
Poor little rich girl,. You're a bewitched girl,. Better take care.. Laughing at danger,. Virtue a stranger,. Better beware!. The life you lead sets all your nerves a-jangle,.
Verse 1. . The India that one read about. And may have been misled about. In one respect has kept itself intact.. Though 'Pukka Sahib' traditions may have cracked.
I'll see you again. Whenever spring breaks through again. Time may lay heavy between. But what is mean. Is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
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I'm mad about the boy. And I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had. About the boy.
They're out of sorts in Sunderland. And terribly cross in Kent,. They're dull in Hull. And the Isle of Mull. Is seething with discontent,. They're nervous in Northumberland.
Lord Elderley, Lrd Borrowmere,. Lord Sickert and Lord Camp,. With every virtue, every grace,. Ah what avails the sceptred race,. Here you see-the four of us,.
Oh, tell us please. Entirely confidentially. How A.D.C.s. Are trained in social grace.. It's awfully brave. Daily to be called upon to save. His Excellency's face!.
Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon,. True to the breed that that bore him,. Answered the call that held in thrall. His father's heart before him.. . Jean Louis Dominic sailed away.
London Pride has been handed down to us.. London Pride is a flower that's free.. London Pride means our own dear town to us,. And our pride it for ever will be..
Verse 1. . We must be kind. And with an open mind. We must endeavour to find. A way-. To let the Germans know that when the war is over. They are not the ones who'll have to pay..