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Irving berlin

Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see

Bluebirds singing the song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long

I never saw

Irving Berlin

Count Your Blessings (Instead of Sheep)

Eddie Fisher

The Very Best of Eddie Fisher [Taragon]

1998

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS (Instead of Sheep)
Eddie Fisher/Rosemary Clooney/Bing Crosby 
(Irving Berlin)
from the 1954 movie "White Christmas".

When

to look up
Irving Berlin in the section
For sixteenth century literature
No! Fact is, friends
And I'm telling you in confidence 'cause
I know no one gonna

I gotta get by light a cigarette high in an hour of need
I gotta get by with more hope in my eye it's hard to breathe
It's hard to breathe

Huh huh

My paradise
Paradise
My paradise
You are the candy topping, my ice cream
Tastefully, sweet & calming, oooh
Your jacket’s heating up
My feelings by 23

Please
I might go sleep
Never wake up
From my own dreams
Feeling so cold
Got my soul freezed
Surrounded by folks
But I'm lonely i
I'll be in paradise

meant to be

How can I go ahead
When my eyes are becoming wet?
Save your tears — dry your eyes
Said the birds of paradise
But the times passing by
Say how

(Yea, yea, yea)
They calling my name, they calling my name
Momma there go that man, momma there go that man 

I wanna find a place
Somewhere

stages won't feel like my love 
you say these drugs make you numb
i say make me the only one 
2 birds 1 stone might get you by, but who makes you fly?

Sundance between our feathers
2 Birds of Paradise
Da da da da da da da da
Paradise
Da da da da da da da da
2 Birds of Paradise

Hol’ on mi love, I’m on my

to drop us
Further word it occurred
To flipping the bird
And defer to the Steven Kerr
And ya twirling swirling
Ya nervous
A dervish circus a hermit
I'm

, my
You're my paradise you're my, you're my, my
I'll leave my whole wide world behind
You just say the word

Never felt so high, fly like a bird
And I'm

just like to see my shit in person

Working
Balling like I'm Kyree Irving
For certain
They gone wanna hop on this wave early
Paranoid not nervous
All

just like to see my shit in person

Working
Balling like I'm Kyree Irving
For certain
They gone wanna hop on this wave early
Paranoid not nervous
All

Stranger in paradise
That's when I left earth at night
I was just paralyzed
I was just paralyzed
Strangers in paradise
Got time to analyse my sins
Like

when I saw my guy
So excited by the sight
Take my hand so we can fly
To my paradise

Now that your with me
I see among the trees
A glistening four way

Birds of Paradise
Da da da da da da da da
Paradise
Da da da da da da da da
Paradise
Hol’ on mi love, I’m on my way
Hol’ on mi love, I’m on my way
Hol’

down the court
You would think I was Kyrie Irving

Aye, I'm havin', I'm with the Flippa
Balmain my riches, 1K for my zipper
Hands to the sky like

singing in the trees. Everyone lived in harmony
And I felt as happy, as a child could be
By the lake of Aspen, My paradise
No one knows the way except you

Her Irving Berlin optimism
Can't touch my Cole Porter sad
She fell asleep before the television
Me and the TV are insomniacs

And we both know this

(woo)
My diamonds gon' shine, might poke you in the eye (shine)
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by (whoa)
Put the birds in my

What'll I do?  
Words and Music by Irving Berlin 1923 (NOW PUBLIC DOMAIN)

What'll I do
When you are far away
And I am blue
What'll I do?

What'll I

of my eyes
And now she gives the north to me
Like the birds in a summer fly

Ooh she draw me a song on the wall
I guessed she came from a fairyland
She