Showing posts with label 1950's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1950's. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Do I love you because you're beautiful?

A Rodgers and Hammerstein favourite of mine. 

Do I love you because you're beautiful,
or are you beautiful because I love you?
Am I making believe I see in you
a girl too lovely to be really true?

Do I want you because you're wonderful,
or are you wonderful because I want you?
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream
or are you really as beautiful as you seem?

Am I making believe I see in you
a man too perfect to be really true?
Do I want you because you're wonderful,
or are you wonderful because I want you?

Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream
or are you really as wonderful as you seem?

Monday, August 17, 2009

Goodnight Sweetheart by the Flamingos

Goodnight sweetheart
Til we meet tomorrow
Goodnight sweetheart
Sleep will vanish sorrow.

Tears and parting
May make us forlorn
But with the dawn
A new day is born.

Goodnight sweetheart
Though I'm not beside you
Goodnight sweetheart
Still my love will guide you.

Dreams will enfold you
In each one I'll hold you
Goodnight sweetheart
Dreams will enfold you.

In each one I'll hold you
Goodnight sweetheart goodnight...

Monday, August 3, 2009

Who's Sorry Now by Connie Francis

Who's sorry now, who's sorry now
Who's heart is aching for breaking each vow
Who's sad and blue, who's crying too
Just like I cried over you.

Right to the end just like a friend
I tried to warn you some how
You had your way now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now.

Right to the end just like a friend
I tried to warn you some how
You had your way now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now...

Friday, May 8, 2009

California Here I come

When the wintry winds starts blowing
And the snow is starting in the fall
Then my eyes went westward knowing
That's the place that i love best of all
California i've been blue
Since i've been away from you
I can't wait 'till i get blowing
Even now i'm starting in a call

California, Here I Come
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring

each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait
open up that golden gate
California, Here I Come


California, Here I Come (yeaaaaaah!)
Right back where I started from
where bowers of flowers
bloom in the spring
each morning at dawning
birdies sing at everything
a sunkissed miss said, "Don't be late!"
that's why I can hardly wait (come on!)
open up (open up! open up!) that golden gate
California, Here I Come