O blinding light
O light that blinds
I cannot see
Watch out for me
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high
I’m with you my love,
The light’s shining through on you
Yes, I’m with you my love,
It’s the morning and just we two
I’ll stay with you darling now,
I’ll stay with you till my seas are dried up
I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love
The sun is shining in the sky
There ain’t a cloud in sight
It’s stopped raining, everybody’s in the play
And don’t you know it’s a beautiful new day?
It’s a beautiful morning, ahhh
I think I’ll go outside for a while and just smile
Just take in some clean fresh air, boy
(Ain’t) no sense in staying inside
If the weather’s fine and you got the time
It’s your chance to wake up and plan another brand-new day
As I roved out on a May morning
On a May morning right early
I spied my love upon the way
Oh Lord but she was early.
Though April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
They’re okay the last days of May, but I’ll be breathin’ dry air
I’m leaving soon, the others are already there (all there)
You wouldn’t be interested in coming along, instead of staying here?
It’s said the West is nice this time of year, that’s what they say
The flowers that bloom in the spring,
Tra la,
Breathe promise of merry sunshine -
As we merrily dance and we sing,
Tra la,
We welcome the hope that they bring,
Tra la.
Of a summer of roses and wine.
And that’s what we mean when we say that a thing
Is welcome as flowers that bloom in the spring.
Tra la la la la la, etc.
The days of wine and roses,
Laugh and run away,
Like a child at play,
Through a meadowland,
Toward a closing door,
A door marked never more,
That wasnt there before.
I’m praying for rain in California
So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine
And I’m sitting in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind
Little Ole Wine Drinker, Me. Dean Martin
In the heat of a summer night
In the land of the dollar bill
When the town of Chicago died
And they talk about it still
When a man named Al Capone
Tried to make that town his own
And he called his gang to war
With the forces of the law
Chicago Chicago
That toddlin’ town
Bet your bottom dollar you’ll have some fun, Chicago Chicago
The town Billy Sunday could not shut down
The White Sox and the Cubs
And other sporting clubs
Make living here a pretty nifty ploy.
Smack on the lake, this is the report!
Someday, they say, we’ll have an airport!
When they say: “hey, I’m from Chi!”,
They mean Chicago, Il-li-nois!
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of people, too
People who smile at you
This town is a losin’ town
It’s a miserable town
It’s a nowhere town
And I am leavin’ this town
You better believe that I’m leavin’ this town
Man, it could never be uptown
It’s bound to be downtown
I’m gonna try for an uptown girl
She’s been living in her white-bred world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she’s looking for a downtown man
That’s what I am
Yeah, one of these days, I’m gonna have money
She’ll wanna be my ever-lovin’ honey
It won’t be long, just wait and see
I’ll have a big car, fine clothes
And then I’ll be
Uptown, in penthouse number three
Uptown, just my baby and me
One of these days, I’m going to cut you into little pieces.
Go to pieces and I cry
Every time my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I cry
Every time my baby passes by