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Song Summer, Winter, Spring And Fall - Glen Campbell. Summer winter spring and fall these are the lonely times. For the times I miss you most of all are summer winter spring and fall. Your love for
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Moonlight Cocktail. Glenn Miller & his Orchestra. Words by Kim Gannon. Music by Lucky Roberts #1 from week of February 28, 1942 to week of May 2, 1942 Couple of jiggers of moonlight and add a star
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I Got A Guy. Chick Webb & his Orchestra. v_Ella Fitzgerald (1937). . I got a guy. He don't dress me in sable. He looks nothing like Gable. But he's mine. And I think he's too divine. I got a
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. And down by the shore, an orchestra`s playing. And even the palms seem to be swaying. When they begin the beguine To live it again is past all endeavor. Except when that tune clutches my heart. And
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Yeah, my bills are all due and the baby needs shoes but I'm busted. Cotton is down, quarter a pound but I'm busted, oh yeah. I got cow that went dry, hen that won't lay. Big stack of bills gettin
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I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying. Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying. And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher. I know I must surrender to your
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whole wild world in his hands. He's got the whole wild world in his hands. He's got the whole world in his hands He's got you and me brother in his hands. He's got you and me sister in his hands. He's
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(Written by Glen Campbell). (from the album 'Wichita Lineman'). . Chorus. Pity a man for he don't know. The trouble he'll pass going down life's road. . When a man is one and twenty, he thinks
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Đăng bởi Kim hong Nguyen . < . Should old acquaintance be forgot . and never brought to mind? . Should old acquaintance be forgot . and old lang syne . for auld lang syne my dear . for auld lang
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Southern Nights. By Glen Campbell. . Southern nights. Have you ever felt a southern night. Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees. Whistling tunes that you know and love so. . Southern
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Bài hát The Windsor Waltz - Vera Lynn, Soldiers, Sailors & Airmen Of H. M. Forces, Roland Shaw, His Orchestra. Remember, my darling, the night that we met. Dancing the old Windsor waltz. I saw you
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Way up there in the poison glen. Sun's going down on the misty mountain. And I'm watching. And wondering. Feeling something from long ago Haunted echo that surrounds the glen. The heather
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feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing. Meeting smile after smile. And on every street corner you'll hear. Silver bells, silver bells. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling, hear
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Good morning blues, blues how do you do. Good morning blues, blues how do you do. Babe, I feel alright but I come to worry you. . Baby, it's Christmas time and I wanna see Santa Claus. Baby
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the thread?. Well, at this point we could ask who cares. As for the promises broken and frayed. Well, it's 19 years late for repairs The gray pewter vase held the deep red rose. One piece of coral
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doin my rumba with uno,. And that'n, my satin doll. . (Coda). And that'n, my satin doll.
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say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. (Fonder). And that tears are only rain to make love grow. Well, my love for you could never grow no stronger. (Stronger). If I lived to be a hundred
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got to feel. Deeper than the deep blue see is. That's how deep it goes if its real When somebody needs you. You no good unless he needs you. All the way. Through the good or lean years. And for
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got to feel. Deeper than the deep blue see is. That's how deep it goes if its real When somebody needs you. You no good unless he needs you. All the way. Through the good or lean years. And for
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. That's amore. Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling. And you'll sing "Vita bella". Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay. Like a gay tarantella When the stars make you