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Somewhere there's music. How faint the tune. Somewhere there's heaven. How high the moon. There is no moon above. When love is far away too. Till it comes true. That you love me as I love you
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It's not the glow you feel. When snow appears. It's not the Christmas card. You've sent for years Not the joyful sound. When sleigh bells ring. Or the merry songs. Children sing The little gift
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My mama done tol' me when I was in pigtails. My mama done tol' me, "Hon. A man's gonna sweet talk and give ya the big eye. But when the sweet talkin's done A man is a two-face. A worrisome thing
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The song is ended. But the melody lingers on. You and the song are gone. But the melody lingers on The night was splendid. And the melody seemed to say. Summer will pass away. Take your
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Love was blown away by the night wind. And the dream we shared fell apart. Now I’m all alone in the night wind. Wind that brought the blues to my heart. . Yesterday my arms were around you. And
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The five o'clock whistle's on the blink. The whistle won't blow and whadd'ya think?. My pop is still in the factory 'cause he don't know. What time it happens to be. . The five o'clock whistle
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Somewhere there's music. How faint the tune. Somewhere there's heaven. How high the moon There is no moon above. When love is far away too. Till it comes true. That you love me as I love you
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Let's build a stairway to the stars. And climb that stairway to the stars. With love beside us. To fill the night with a song. . We'll hear the sound of violins. Out yonder where the blue
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It's the wonder of the world. It's a rocket to the moon. It gets you high, it gets you low. But once you get that glow Here's to my best romance. Here's to my worst romance. Here's to my first
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It's not the pale moon that excites me. That thrills and delights me, oh no. It's just the nearness of you It isn't your sweet conversation. That brings this sensation, oh no. It's just the
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The moon and you appear to be. So near and yet so far from me. And here am I on a night in June. Reaching for the moon and you I wonder if we'll ever meet. My song of love is incomplete. I'm
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'. In the lane, snow is glistening. A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. . Gone away is the blue bird. Here to stay is a
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Skylark. Have you anything to say to me?. Won't you tell me where my love can be?. Is there a meadow in the mist. Where someone's waiting to be kissed?. . Skylark. Have you seen a valley green
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Don't know why. There's no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather. Since my gal and I ain't together. Keeps raining all the time. Life is bare. Gloom and misery everywhere. Stormy weather. Just
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Let's build a stairway to the stars. And climb that stairway to the stars. With love beside us. To fill the night with a song We'll hear the sound of violins. Out yonder where the blue begins
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The day is my enemy, the night my friend. For I'm always so alone. 'Till the day draws to an end. But when the sun goes down. And the moon comes through. To the monotone of the evening's drone
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The night is bitter,. The stars have lost their glitter,. The winds grow colder,. And suddenly you`re older. And all because of. The man that got away. . No more his eager call,. The writing
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. But if this ditty is not so pretty. At least it'll tell you how great you are You're the top, you're the Collisseum. You're the top, you're the Louvre Museum. You're the melody from a symphony by
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Goodnight my love, the tired old moon is descending,. Goodnight my love, my moment with you now is ending. It was so heavenly, holding you close to me,. It will be heavenly to hold you again in a
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You're clear out of this world. When I'm looking at you. I hear out of this world. The music that no mortal ever knew You're right out of a book. The fairy tale I read when I was so high. No
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On the first of may, it is moving day,. Spring is here, so blow your job,. Throw your job away!. . Now's the time to trust,. To your wanderlust,. In the city's dust you wait, must you wait
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Old Peter Minuet had nothing to lose. When he bought the Isle of Manhattan. For twenty-six dollars and a bottle of booze. And they threw in The Bronx and Staten Pete thought that he had the best
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We meet and the angels sing. The angels sing the sweetest song I ever heard. You speak and the angels sing. Or am I breathing music into every word?. . Suddenly, the setting is strange. I can
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You saw me crying in the chapel. The tears I shed were tears of joy. I know the meaning of contentment. I am happy with the Lord. . Just a plain and simple chapel. Where all good people go to
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. But if this ditty is not so pretty. At least it'll tell you how great you are. . You're the top, you're the Colosseum. You're the top, you're the Louvre Museum. You're the melody from a symphony by