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Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · A Little Bit South of Saskatoon/Little Band of Gold (Sonny James) · Forever Gold: Gold Collection: Gospel Gold (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Baby Love: Baby & Friends (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Baby, Baby All the Time (Jack Wood) · Baby Einstein: Baby Bach (Baby Einstein Music Box Orchestra) · Baby Einstein: Baby Beethoven (Baby Einstein Music Box Orchestra) · Baby Einstein: Baby Mozart [Reissue] (Bill Weisbach) – and 90 other albums »


on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Well now everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth.
Everything dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back.
Put
on the promenade and
the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

CHORUS:
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
with gold
Is there hunger
Do your people grow old
Do your governments have secrets that they've sold

Every night I wait take me away
To your
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[CHORUS:]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

You
on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

You
on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

You
tell my little baby I'm Silver City bound
I'm gonna meet Blind Lemon gonna ride on down

Take me by the hand oh babe
And lead me to the promises land
Oh, you've got a smile like a sweet lovin' angel, oh baby
And you've got a heart that's made of pure gold, oh baby
You've given me so much that I'm
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
, pickin' white gold

Her lips are soft as a cotton in a hand
And side by side we're makin' our plans
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold

There's a little
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
Baby, when I think about you
And that's when I think
I think about gold
You remind me of gold
And when I see the sunrise in the sky
And when I hear
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
a little 'bout love
And baby I can guess the rest

Well now I don't read that daily news
'Cause it ain't hard to figure
Where people get the blues
They
mama, teach you all I can
Do right baby, by your man
Don't worry mama, teach you all I can

Say I know a little
Lord I do know a little about it
I know
Their banks are filled
With Nazi gold
But Death In June's banned
I've been told

Douglas P's banned ("Nazi, Nazi")
In Lausanne
That fair city
Mister
See this gon' be the snicker, my Vana Balmont
Gold yarn by the trunks, her Isabel Maront
I love you Linda Farrell, I adore your Dior
Your Dommy
all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening doors
, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's