In the morning it's the morning of my life It's the morning of my life In the morning of my life Minutes take so long to drift away Please be patient
voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You can take one or the other Though neither of them are to be
lights are low I'm so lonely I could cry For there's nobody who cares about me I'm just a poor fool that's bluer than blue can be When I get that mood
found you I want my arms around you And so I beg you, let it be me Don't take this Heaven from one If you must cling to someone Now and forever, let it be
show hasn't been written for it, yet Hound dogs on my trail School children sitting in jail Black cat cross my path I think everyday's gonna be my last
Jacques brel Ne me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut s'oublier Qui s'enfuit deja Oublier le temps Des malentendus Et le temps perdu A savoir comment
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see Why must we wait Until the morning light To wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Wake up and be Step out in the night When
The other woman finds time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where her rival fails And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair The
A child ran through the meadow on a sun drenched summer day And then he stopped his play and kneeled in a field of poppies A man walked through my ghetto
came in here, long-times curse And whats worse is this pain in here I can't stay in here, ain't it clear, ain't it clear I must be clear I believe it
My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high
'm scrubbin' And you say, "What's she got to grin?" I'll tell you There's a ship, The Black Freighter With a skull on its masthead will be coming in
Well, once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, I didn't care Takin' my friends out for a mighty good time Buyin' bootleg liquor, champagne
long time watching From his lonely wooden tower When he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said, "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free
One more Sunday in Savannah Hear the whole creation shoutin', "Praise the lord" See them flinging out the banner While the congregation says, "Amen"
somebody to save me Yeah, hey, hey, hey Yeah, um, hum, yeah, um, hum, hum Your love said ya needed me You abused my love, set me free You didn't need