Lyrics:
You're the minstrel gigolo
Don't you know
You sing your songs of love so soft
And low
And they want you more and more
All the young and lonely
timepiece will make it all right
Sing songs of the mountains, Cowboy's Delight
By Bob Carpenter and David Holster
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along, it made me smile
Those were such happy
Around, around.
Here the nations sing
Our minstrel's song,
As he walks by in their lives
Soon the spring will come,
And everyone will all be singing,
AppleJack was loved by everyone he ever knew
AppleJack picked apples but he picked the banjo too
Play a song for me AppleJack, AppleJack
Play a song for
before (the way you used to do before)
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
So the walls came
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along, it made me smile
Those were such happy
You've got the music in your heart
I know just how to make it start
You know the song that makes me sing
You know the tune, so play my strings
Away with the music of Broadway
Be off with your Irving Berlin
No, I give no quarter to Kern or Cole Porter
And Gershwin keeps pounding on tin
The song a robin sings
Through years of endless springs
The murmur of a brook at eventide
That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide
A great
The song a robin sings
Through years of endless springs
The murmur of a brook at eventide
That ripples by a nook where two lovers hide
A great
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along, it made me smile
Those were such happy
Concerning that great speckled bird
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
They were the sweetest songs I ever heard
I wanta sing about
The thing that make me
Everybody sing, everybody start!
You can't go wrong with a song in your heart.
Everybody sing, get into the swing,
get happy, everybody sing.
Yeah,
sing out our deeds tonight
Oh hear the tune of the wild hunting call
As we sing by the moon's silver light, silver light
The pack can always defend
You're the minstrel gigolo
Don't you know
You sing your songs of love so soft and low
And they want you more and more
All the young and lonely girls
things
Sold by the man with the trilby hat
And the whiskers spread like wings
You can hear him sing
Oh you can hear him sing
Can I put you on, people
tomorrow love sweet by and by
For the child who is coming and for dreams that come true
Sing a song for each other for me and for you
Sing a song for all
on a tree
Like the skin on my knees
I'm standin' by my blood
Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
Everybody knows, everybody things, that
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such happy times
before (the way you used to do before)
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
So the walls came
a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul
River gonna take me
Sing me sweet
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
For lo, the days are hastening on
By prophet bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
For lo, the days are hastening on
By prophet bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
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