under a tree There'll be Pennies From Heaven For you and me If you want the things you love You must have showers So when you hear it thunder Don't run
: (S.Brooks) Some of these days you're gonna be so lonely, Some of these days you're gonna want me only, You'll miss my love and miss my kiss, You're
to find, You always get the other kind Just when you think that he's your pal, You look for him and find Him fooling around some other gal Then you rave, you
from you no one can tell how sad it makes me Kiss me Tootsie and then, do it over again Watch for the mail, I never fail If you don't get a letter then
because you think your so pretty, Just because you think your so hot Just because you think you've got something, That nobody else has got. Though you
'm in love with you Pretty baby, pretty baby And I'd like to be your sister, brother, dad, and mother too Pretty baby, pretty baby Won't you come and
You can go to the east, you go to the west,) (But you'll always come to where you started from) The bird we think that are blue is waiting for you, Back
got the St.Louis Blues Just as the bluest I can be I got a man with a heart like a rock cast in the sea Oh St.Louis baby Look what you're doin' to me
you bring it back. That's what I call Ballin' The Jack. Well you put your two knees close up thigh, And then you swing them to the left You swing them
H.Woods) Oh we ain't got a barrel of money Maybe we're ragged and funny But we'll travel along Singin' a song, side by side Well I don't know what's
from Virginia to Tennessee, With all the love that's in you Weep no more my lady, Sing that song to me. Sing it soft and low Just as though you had me
Akst) Baby Face, You've got the cutest little baby face There's not another who can take your place, Baby Face, My heart, poor heart is thumpin' You
then you bring it back. That's what I call Ballin' The Jack. Well you put your two knees close up thigh, And then you swing them to the left You swing
it from Virginia to Tennessee, With all the love that's in you Weep no more my lady, Sing that song to me. Sing it soft and low Just as though you had
(H.Woods) Oh we ain't got a barrel of money Maybe we're ragged and funny But we'll travel along Singin' a song, side by side Well I don't know what
I'm in love with you Pretty baby, pretty baby And I'd like to be your sister, brother, dad, and mother too Pretty baby, pretty baby Won't you come and
(S.Brooks) Some of these days you're gonna be so lonely, Some of these days you're gonna want me only, You'll miss my love and miss my kiss, You're