When I'm worried and I can't sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep I fall asleep counting my blessings When my bankroll is getting small I think
Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu When the clouds roll by, I'll come to you Then the skies will seem more blue Down in lovers lane, my dearie Wedding
Something very strange and mystic happened to me Something realistic and as weird as can be Something that I feared, somehow is now endeared to me And
There's a girl I'm wild about, every time I take her out I hurry, I scurry, I worry so And we always can be found, where there's no one else around If
You left today but you didn't say goodbye I wonder why I'm standing now where you made your vow So blue for you, I could cry Leaves come tumbling down
Bringing on the hatred, bringing the lies, Bringing on the violence, devouring our lives, This world is so cold; you feed on the meek, We're gutting up
Make it double but make it pay (it's the way you live for sure) Come on little ticket won't you win me a million (this is the bingo nation) yeah Germ
Bing Crosby/Max Terr's Mixed Chorus/John Scott Trotter Orchestra Written by: Frederick W. Faber (Words 1849)/Henre F. Hemy & James G. Walton (Music
Bing Crosby/Guardsmen Quartet/Victor Young Orchestra Written by: Adolphe Adam/John Sullivan Dwight Peaked Billboard position #7 in 1938; #11 in 1941
We've played the game of, 'Stay away' But it costs more than I can pay Without you I can't make my way I surrender, dear I may seem proud and I may act
VERSE 1: There's something strange in the old corral There's a breeze, though the wind has died Though I'm alone in the old corral, Seems there is
Moonlight and music and warm spring breeze Sing a little song about them, if you please Did I see moonlight and magnolia trees? Smile again, my darling
Well that ol' man river That ol' man river He must know somethin' But he don't say nothin' 'Cause he just keeps rollin' Keeps on rollin' along And he
Evelina, won't ya ever take a shine to that moon? Evelina, ain't ya bothered by the bobolink's tune? Tell me, tell me how long Ya gonna keep delayin
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow There's a bright golden haze on the meadow The corn is as high as an elephant's eye An' it looks like it's
Feudin' and fussin' and a-fightin,' Sometimes it gets to be excitin,' Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek, We'll be plumb out of neighbors
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Tell 'em I'll be there In the cool, cool, cool of the evening Save your pappy a chair When the party's getting
pride Back in the thickets with his Asian bride He's got a Airstream trailer and a Holstein cow He still makes whiskey 'cause he still knows how He plays that Choctaw Bingo