I met a boy called Frank Mills on September 12th right here In front of The Waverly but unfortunately I lost his address He was last seen with his friend
What have you achieved now you're old Did you fulfill ambition, do as you were told Or are you still doing the same this year Should I give sorrow, or
I am weak but Thou art strong Jesus, keep me from all wrong I'll be satisfied as long As I walk, let me walk close to Thee Just a closer walk with Thee
I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own A doll that other fellows cannot steal And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Old rocking chair's got me, my cane by my side Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere Just set me here
Hold that tiger, hold that tiger Hold that tiger, hold that tiger Hold that tiger, hold that tiger Hold that tiger Where's that tiger? Where's that tiger
Goodbye blues, goodbye blues Lost two loving arms I used to use Lonesome nights, low down news Now she might be I don't know whose I've got those old
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold You're daddy's little girl to have and hold A precious gem is what you are You're mommy's bright and shining
Till then, my darling, please wait for me Till then, no matter when it will be Some day, I know I'll be back again Please wait, till then Our dreams
Night winds, cold & melancholy Wail a blue from holly Oh, my tragedy Like a misery meant for only me While I linger weary 'neath a willow tree Right
Down by the old (not the new but the old) Mill stream (not the river but the stream), Where I first (not the last but the first) Met you. (Not me but
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Souvent on aime jusqu'au dA©lire Je t'attendrai Dix mille ans encore Et je t'aimerai De plus en plus fort Je t'attendrai Dix mille ans encore Et je
sit a spell But don't ask me to leave my home again, I believe I'd rather go to Hell Springfield Mill, Springfield Mill, Springfield Mill, Springfield Mill
we were We'd grow up and marry I'd work at the mill To make a living for her Her father worked at the mill Like most of the others in town I lost my
Mille pensees pour mille jours en ton absence.Mille larmes pour mille annees a t'attendre seule dans un monde immense l'amour perd tout son sens et plus
the bay Just to be there in the morning With the sun coming through the trees Well you know There ain't no place I'd rather be Sunday sunny Mill Valley
In Dreams and Visions I Saw the Beast Rise again In Chasms and Voids of Doom the Circle of Pandemonium I Stole the Sacred Nimbus of the Kingly Dead Glittering