There's a lazy eye that looks at you. And sees you, the same as before. When you lay beside me every night. Though now you are with me, no more I can still see the hem of your dress. And the comb
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(Traditional) Gonna build me a log cabin on a mountain so high. So I can see my darling as she goes passing by. Oh the cuckoo, she's a pretty bird and she warbles as she flies. But she never says c
I'm not a sailor. I'm not so strong out of my shoes. Dragging like anchors Over the ocean. Pearls in the sky strung 'round the moon. Pointing to you So I'll sail till morning. Or I'll sail till I
Blue sky and yellow sun. Paint the streets and the avenues. You float over everyone. In your rings and your wingtip shoes Well, I can't say. I'll know you when. You come around. You look like a
I am holding half an acre. Torn from the map of Michigan. And folded in this scrap of paper. Is a land I grew in Think of every town you've lived in. Every room, you lay your head. And what is it
