Do you hear that whistle down the line. I figure that it's engine number forty-nine. She's the only one that'll sound that way. On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
We've played the game of 'stay away'. But it costs more than I can pay. Without you I can't make my way. I surrender, dear.. . I may seem proud and I may act gay.
The more I see you. The more I want you. Somehow this feeling. Just grows and grows. . With every sigh I become. More mad about you. More lost without you.
The leaves of brown. Came tumblin' down, remember. In September, in the rain. . The sun went out. Just like a dying ember. That September in the rain.
All my presence died today. I breathe to memories. Guess I'm closing down. Torn and tired of my heart's sound. What's worth to me. When life's not around.
When that howling wind. Comes to carry you again. Just like your next of kin. You must go. To a far away place. Where you don't recognize one face. Don't unpack your old suitcase.
I wish I knew someone like you could love me. I wish I knew you place no one above me. Did I mistake this for a real romance?. I wish I knew, but only you can answer..
I wish I knew someone like you could love me. I wish I knew you place no one above me. Did I mistake this for a real romance?. I wish I knew, but only you can answer..
I walk along the street of sorrow. The boulevard of broken dreams. Where gigolo and gigolette. Can take a kiss without regret. So they forget their broken dreams.
When I hear that Serenade in blue. I'm somewhere in another world, alone with you. Sharing all the joys we used to know. Many moons ago. . Once again your face comes back to me.
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I got a gal. (In Kalamazoo). Don't want to boast but I know she's the toast of. (Kalamazoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo). . Years have gone by.
A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H. I got a gal in Kalamazoo. Don't want to boast but I know. She's the toast of Kalamazoo. (Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo). . Years have gone by.
Hi there Tex, what you say. Step aside partner, it's my day. Bend an ear and listen to my version. Of a really solid Tennessee excursion. . Pardon me, boy.
At last, my love has come along. My lonely days are over. And life is like a song. At last, the skies above are blue. My heart was wrapped in clover. The night I looked at you.
My love must be a kind of blind love. I can't see anyone but you. Sha bop sha bop. . Are the stars out tonight. I don't know if it's cloudy or bright.
The leaves of brown came tumbling down. Remember in September in the rain. The sun without just like a dying ember. In September in the rain. . To every word of love I heard you whisper.
I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do?. Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you. Or should I put it in the jukebox and play another heartbreak song.
I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do?. Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you. Or should I put it in the jukebox and play another heartbreak song.
I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do?. Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you. Or should I put it in the jukebox and play another heartbreak song.
Athletics, cosmetics, a weighing machine. Are part of the feminine daily routine. For what?. . And oceans of lotions and potions you take. To keep that old something or other awake.