Lyrics:
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
neglect the poor
The young resent the old
We're divided by race, divided by religion
Our politicians rob us and our leaders fail us
I think it's safe
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
and a satchel of gold
Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three
She was ready to go, but where was he?
make my heart beat fast
A handsome man with laughing eyes
Who smiles as he walks past
And when they play an old-time waltz
He'll twirl me round
Poor Jud is daid
Poor Jud Fry is daid
All gather round his coffin now and cry
He had a heart of gold
And he wasn't very old
Oh why did such a fella
All this body gets in the way (it's so far away)
A reminder, a viewfinder for you
Poor old mr. faust, he had to sign in blood
Surrounded by
with nothin' there
Where the heart is never cold
The young are never needy,
The old are never poor,
And the rich are never greedy
So bring
was suddenly dapper,
And this poor fellow's heart was still going like the clappers,
The night that the pugilist finally learned how to dance.
rags and coony drags
All made my poor heart ache
Bring back the rhymes of olden times
And just for old times sake
[Refrain:]
Won't you play a simple
Everyone hurts and goes through pain
Whatever's first, it feels the same
Be young or poor, old age or fame
Know this for sure, everyone hurts, we all
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Walkin' To Missouri
Sammy Kaye
Peaked at # 11 in 1952
Words and music by Bob Merrill, 1952
Poor little robin walkin', walkin', WALKIN'
do it step by step
Miss one and you'll fall into this well
Called wantin' and havin' it all
Poor man has everything that the rich man don't
He's
longer mine.
When you were mine, my old true love,
Then your head lay on my breast,
You could make me believe,
by the falling of your arm,
That
Silver moon
To smooth the edge of daylight
Now it turned, evening rose
Tribal voices
Old and young
Celebrations
A history of family sung
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
old thunder
Somebody, somebody
Broke my heart, a bloody blunder
My heart in frost
Though I'm not lost
I am guided by the stars
My liberty, a mystery
I
I'm gonna use what I got to get what I need
I'm gonna use what I use all I got
To get what I need, yeah
Look, I was born in a little old shack
Poor time, riding down
stolen nights on stealth black horses
Road north runs right runs right by her heart
It's not what I think that you should be
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
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