When she reaches that river,
Lord, you know what she’s worth.
Give her that mansion up yonder,
'Cause she’s been through hell here on earth.
Lord, give her my share of Heaven,
If I’ve earned any here in this life.
'Cause God, I believe she deserves it,
My woman, my woman, my wife.
My gift is my song and this one’s for you,
And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple, but now that it’s done,
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
I hope you don’t mind
I put down these words
How wonderful life is, while you’re in the world…
In you there is a rare quality
Your love, baby, it means the world
For me, you’re always concerned
And you ask nothin’, baby, in return
You’re really more than I deserve
From my heart I mean these words
You’re a wonderful one
You’re a wonderful one
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-
God took up Daniel once again,
Stood by his and side and- miracle of miracles-
Walked him through the lions den!
I believe in miracles.
I believe in a better world for me and you.
Oh, I believe in miracles.
I believe in a better world for me and you.
Tattooed your name on my arm.
I always said my girl’s a good luck charm.
If she can find a reason to forgive,
Then I can find a reason to live.
I used to be on an endless run.
Believe in miracles 'cause I’m one.
If I listened long enough to you
I’d find a way to believe that it’s all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe
Someone like you makes it hard to live without
Somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
Never think about myself
We need a man that is simple perfection,
There’s nothing that’s harder to find.
Someone to lead us, protect us, and feed us,
And help us to make up our minds.
We need a man that’s sophisticated,
Quiet and strong and well educated,
Where to go, what to do?
Could it be somebody super like you?
I want a man with a slow hand
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who will understand
When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy
Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy
When I’m feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then I’m not so blue
When you’re close to me, I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing near my ear
Wouldn’t you agree, baby you and me got a groovy kind of love
Have you ever see a sky with no blue?
Have you ever seen a rose unkissed by the dew?
Then you’ve seen a picture of me, without you…
I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t live, I can’t give anymore.
I can’t live, if living is without you.
I can’t give, I can’t give anymore…
Some boys try and some boys lie but
I don’t let them play (no way)
Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day
'Cause we’re living in a material world
And I am a material girl
Ten cents a dance
that’s what they pay me,
gosh, how they weigh me down!
Ten cents a dance
pansies and rough guys,
tough guys who tear my gown!
Three coins in the fountain
Each one seeking happiness
Thrown by three hopeful lovers
Which on will the fountain bless
Three hearts in the fountain
Each heart longing for its home
There they lie in the fountain
Somewhere in the heart of Rome
Arrivederci Roma
Goodbye, goodbye to Rome . .
City of a million moonlit places
City of a million warm embraces
Where I found the one of all the faces
Far from home!
And though from Italy I lie to you prettily,
Why think of me bitterly? You know that I’m true
'Cept now and then in Rome, I get that old yen in Rome
And naturally when in Rome, I do as the Romans do.
Roamin’ in the gloamin’, on the bonnie banks o’ Clyde,
Roamin’ in the gloamin’, wi’ ma lassie by ma side,
When the sun has gone to rest,
That’s the time that we love best,
Oh, it’s lovely roamin’ in the gloamin’.
Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe
Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away
They both robbed and killed until both of them died
So goes the Legend of Bonnie and Clyde