Well in 1941 a happy father had a son And by 1944 the father walked right out the door And in '45 the mom and son were still alive But who could tell
The lamp that lights the way Is the light from yesterday The drum which leads the way Is a sound from yesterday The road is filled with shadows Of a million
How can I run away from darkness At the close of day When all I think about is you? Not knowing where I'm going What am I to do When all I think about
Here comes the daylight It's makin' me sad Here comes the sunlight Makin' me sad Had a good time last night Best I ever had Here come the sunshine
You're not the only cuddly toy That was ever enjoyed By any boy You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain the day after Santa
Long ago, far away-- [Burp.] Excuse me. [Crowd noises.] Crazy little momma come a knockin' Come a knockin' at my front door door door Crazy little
Driving along You can see all the people Who seem to have nothing to say to each other Each day they grow farther and farther away from each other Driving
early in the morning Early in the morning I ain't got nothing, no nothing but the blues I went to Dooby Chase to get somethin' to eat Waitress looked at me said, "Harry
Everybody's talking at me I don't hear a word they're saying Only the echoes of my mind People stopping staring I can't see their faces Only the
The willow weeps and having wept can weep no more but still it cries for me it cries in sympathy it knows that you are gone . . . don't leave
Our Father Who art in Heaven Eh The other day a friend of mine Said, he said, that god?s not even with us He said that God is really dead He
nobody loved her, it was easy to see that made it easier for me the boys never fought over her company that made it easy for me love so bright could
Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dime His sister had another one, she paid it for a lime. She put the lime in the coconut, she drank them
Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get home before the morning comes. What if I'm late, gotta big date, gotta get home before the sun comes up Up and
How to write a song How to write a song How to write a song How to write a song If you write it on guitar Place your guitar upon your knee If you write
Oowah Oowah ah ah ah-ah Oowah Oowah ah My old desk doesnt arabesque, In the morning when I first arrive. It's a pleasure to see its waiting there for
Years ago I knew a man He was my mother's biggest fan We used to walk beside the sea And he'd tell how my life would be When I grew up to be a man And
I'd rather be dead--I'd rather be dead I'd rather be dead than wet my bed I'd rather be dead--I'd rather be dead I said dead than wet my bed Oh, I'd rather
