Oooo… ooo…
Oooo… ooo
Oooo… ahhh
Where walks my true love?
Where does she wander?
We may be dreams apart
Or just a smile awayRead More »Where Walks My True Love
My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of jam and spice there’s a paradise in the hold
My ship’s aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin
The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes inRead More »My Ship
I was strolling out one evening by the silv’ry moon
I could hear somebody singing a familiar tune
So I stopped a while to listen
Not a word I wanted to miss
It was just somebody serenading something like this
Mandy
There’s a minister handy
And it sure would be dandy
If we’d let him make a fee
So don’t you linger
Here’s the ring for your finger
Isn’t it a humdinger?
Come along and let the wedding chimes
Bring happy times
For Mandy and meRead More »Mandy
Tubby the Tuba – lyrics were written by Paul Tripp and music composed by George Kleinsinger. The original recording featured Tripp’s narration. The second recording, released on the Decca label, was sung by Danny Kaye.Read More »The Tubby The Tuba Song
Down at an English fair, one evening I was there
When I heard a showman shouting underneath the flair
I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts
There they are, all standing in a row
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head
Give them a twist a flick of the wrist
That’s what the showman saidRead More »I’ve Got A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts
The wind, the wind, the whistling wind
A cowboy never rides alone
When the trail seems long there’s the friendly song
The song of the wind, the whistling windRead More »The Wind! The Wind! lyrics
We don’t need to swing in a hammock
We don’t need a nightingale’s tune
All we need to get going
Is me ‘n you ‘n the moonRead More »Me ‘n You ‘n the Moon lyrics
Dean Martin:
You and me we’re gonna be pardners
You and me we’re gonna be pals
You and me we’ll do and dare alike
We’ll share what there’s to share alike
That goes for money, pleasure or gals
You and me will be the greatest pardners, buddies and pals
She rides like a feather
She looks good in leather
Her horse is all that she thinks of
But she’s my buckskin beauty, buckskin beauty
The only gal I’ll ever love, love, love.
There’s no business like show business like no business I know
Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are stealing that extra bow