Don’t know much about history
Don’t know much biology
Don’t know much about a science book,
Don’t know much about the French I took
But I do know that I love you,
And I know that if you love me, too,
What a wonderful world this would be
We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that’s walking around with me
And then she asks me, Do you feel all right?
And I say, “Yes, I feel wonderful tonight”
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
What a perfect night for love
Here am I, here you are
Why it’s truly wunderbar!
Wunderbar, wunderbar!
There’s our favorite star above
What a bright, shining star
Like our love it’s wunderbar!
Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream come true
Or will this dream of mine
Will it fade way out of sight
Just like that moon growing dim
Way out on the rim of the hill
In the still of the night
I wanna tell you how it’s gonna be
You’re gonna give your love to me
I wanna love you night and day
You know my love will not fade away
Oh all the money that e’er I spent
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e’er I’ve done
Alas, it was to none but me
And all I’ve done for want of wit
To memory now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Oh all the comrades that e’er I’ve had
Are sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e’er I’ve had
Would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I’ll gently rise and I’ll softly call
Good night and joy be with you all
Good night and joy be with you all
I hate to leave you, but I really must say,
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight.
Well, it’s three o’clock in the morning,
And baby, I just can’t do right,
Well, I hate to leave you, baby,
I don’t mean maybe, because I love you so.
(Oh yeah Happy St Patrick’s Day!)
Weigh heigh and up she rises
Weigh heigh and up she rises
Weigh heigh and up she rises
Early in the morning
What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning?
Now I gotta get up early every morning
'Cause the early bird always catches the worm
Now I gotta get up every morning
Gotta make up for the lesson I’ve learned
Gotta find me a lover that won’t run for cover
Gotta find me a lover that won’t run the mother
He rocks in the treetops all day long,
Hoppin’ and a’boppin’ and singing his song,
All the little birdies in Jaybird St. love to hear the Robin go tweet, tweet, tweet,
Rockin’ Robin, tweet, tweet…
(St Patrick’s Day,again!)
Ho, ro, the rattlin’ bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
Real bog, the rattlin’ bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
Now in that nest there was a bird,
A rare bird and a rattlin’ bird,
And the bird in the nest,
And the nest on the limb,
And the limb on the branch,
And the branch on the tree,
And the tree in the hole,
And the hole in the bog,
down in the valley-o.
Ho, ho, the rattlin’ bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
Real bog, the rattlin’ bog,
The bog down in the valley-o.
In that bird there was an egg,
A rare egg and a rattlin’ egg,
And the egg on the bird,
And the bird in the nest,
And the nest on the limb,
And the limb on the branch,
And the branch on the tree,
And the tree in the bog,
And the hole in the bog,
And the bog down in the valley-o.
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves, my heart of gold,
Greensleeves was my heart of joy,
And who but my lady, Greensleeves…
“Oh where you going to, my lady blue
It’s a shame you ruined your gown in the rain”
She just looked out the window
She said, “Sixteen Parkside Lane”
Why did I give my heart so fast
It never will happen again
But I was a mere lad of sixteen
I’ve aged a year since then
She was only sixteen, only sixteen
With eyes that would glow
But she was too young to fall in love
And I was too young to know
You come on like a dream, peaches and cream
Lips like strawberry wine
You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful and you’re mine
You’re all ribbons and curls, ooh, what a girl
Eyes that sparkle and shine
You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful and you’re mine
Cause I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I sure don’t want to hurt no one
I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I get my lovin’ on the run
Wooo Wooooo
You’re the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey,…
My father sits at night with no lights on
His cigarette glows in the dark
The living room is still
I walk by, no remark
I tiptoe past the master bedroom where
My mother reads her magazines
I hear her call sweet dreams
But I forgot how to dream
If I kiss you in the moonlight, in the garden,
Will you pardon me?
And will you tiptoe through the tulips with me?
Pardon me boy, is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
Track twenty nine, boy you can gimme a shine
Come to my door, baby,
face is clean and shining black as night.
My mother went to answer, you know,
and you looked so fine.
Now I can understand your tears and your shame.
She called you “boy” instead of your name.
When she wouldn’t let you inside.
When she turned and said
“But honey, he’s not our kind.”