Summertime and the livin is easy. Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high. Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin. So hush little baby, don't you cry. One of these mornings. Youre goin to
(Traditional - arranged by Dusty Springfield). . Para bailar la bamba. Para bailar la bamba. Se necesita una poco de gracia. Una poco de gracia. Pra mi pra ti. Ay arriba, arriba. Ay arriba, ar
Paradise Flat (Wilde and Scott). -------------. . She was sold at the paradise flats. Tell me, what d'you think of that?. No goodbye. Just a pat on the back. . Well I know she's made her mind
The full moon's glowing. Blood red in the sky. It hangs like fire. On this winter's night. I sit on feelings. That hang in suspense. Nothing in my life makes sense. A question mark hangs with t
Summertime and the livin is easy. Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high. Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin. So hush little baby, don't you cry. One of these mornings. Youre goin to
Some Fantastic Place. . . (Difford/Tilbrook). . She gave to me her tenderness. Her friendship and her love. I see her face from time to time. There in the sky above. We grew up learning as we
Summertime and the livin is easy. Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high. Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin. So hush little baby, don't you cry. One of these mornings. Youre goin to
You knocked me off my feet. And I fell face first on the concrete. I took a blow to the limbs. I didn't even know him. There's no point in hiding. The hate that you confide in. The pain that you