If you go before I do,
I’m gonna tell the grave digger that he’d better dig two.
Dang me dang me they oughta take a rope and hang me
High from the highest tree woman would you weep for me?
When I woke there I was by the winter tree
Nothing changed but a thought in the air
Seasons turn, take their days
And in time, I’ll take mine
I’ll go back there
Have you ever seen a better day
Though we follow many different ways
Though your mind may hold the winter time
Spring is never very far behind
In the summer under open skies
We’ll see the sunshine, shine on
Take it easy live today today
We’ll see the sunshine, shine on
his is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea
My voice, a beacon in the night
My words will be your light
To carry you to me
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love
But if it’s love you’re looking for,
Well, I can give a little more.
And if you’re somewhere drunk and
Passed out on the floor.
Oh Joey, I’m not angry anymore.
Somewhere out there
Beneath the pale moonlight
Someone’s thinking of me
And loving me tonight.
True love can be whispered from heart to heart
When lovers are parted they say
But I must depend on a wish and a star
As long as my heart doesn’t know who you are.
Sweet dreams be yours dear,
If dreams there be
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might
Now goodnight, my someone, goodnight.
Then we said goodnight to broadway
Giving it our best regards
Tipped our hats to mister cohen
Dear old times square’s favorite bard
Give my regards to Broadway
Remember me to Harold Square
Tell all the gang at 42nd Street
That I will soon be there.
Soon, oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reason to be here
You can reach me by railway
You can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane
You can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by a caravan
Cross the desert like an Arab man
I don’t care how you get here
Get here if you can
I’m leaving on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Baby come back any kind of fool can see
There was something in everything about you.
Baby come back you can blame it all on me.
I was wrong and I just can’t live without you.
My boomerang won’t come back
My boomerang won’t come back
I’ve waved the thing all over the place
Practiced till I was black in the face
I’m a big disgrace to the Aborigine race
My boomerang won’t back
You came back, You came back.
And by the mischievous look in your eye
I’d say that before long,
If I’m not wrong,
You’ll be back
You’ll come back again.
Sooner or later you’re gonna
be comin’ around,
I betcha, I betcha that I catch ya,
You wait and see.
Sooner or later you’re gonna
be hangin’ around,
I betcha, I betcha if I catch ya,
You’ll hear from me.
You’re gonna knock on my door
You’ve done it before
Matter of factly I don’t know exactly when
But sooner or later you’re gonna
be hangin’ around
And want my cookin’ again.
Say hey, good lookin’. what ya got cookin’?
How’s about cooking somethin’ up with me?
Hey, sweet baby. don’t you think maybe,
We can find us a brand new recipe?
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend
Tell us what you’ve seen
In far away forgotten lands
Where empires have turned back to sand
Wonderful day for passing my way
Knock on my door, and even the score with your eyes…
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend…
Tell me stories, I called to the hobo
Stories of old, I smiled to the hobo
Storie of cold, I wept to the hobo
As he stood before my fleeting house
No, said the hobo, no more tales of time
Don’t ask me now to wash away the grime
I can’t come in for it’s too high a climb
And he walked away from my lonely house
He was a man and a friend always.
He stuck with me in the hard old days.
He never cared if we had no dough.
We’d ramble around in the rain and snow.
And here’s to you, my rambling boy.
May all your rambling bring you joy.
And here’s to you, my rambling boy.
May all your rambling bring you joy.