Heimilisritið - 01.08.1945, Blaðsíða 38

SWEET DREAMS, SWEETHEART
Well, darling, here we are again;
We’ve danced the night away.
The stars have faded and the moon
is on the wane,
I guess it’s time to say;
Good night, sweet dreams,
tomorrow’s another day;
Till then, sweet dreams, sweetheart.
Good night, sleep tight, I’ll see you
along the way in dreams,
Sweet dreams, sweetheart.
May angels up above watch over you
And keep you safe, my love until
the dawn breaks thru.
Good night, sweet dreams,
tomorrow’s another day;
Good night, sweet dreams,
sweethart.
DON’T FENCE ME IN
Wild Cat Kelly, looking migthy pale
Was standing by the sheriff’s side.
And when that sheriff said ,I’m
sending you to jail“,
Wild Cat raised his head and cried:
Oh, give me land, lots of land under
starry skies above
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride thru the wide open
country that I love,
Don’t fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evening
breeze
Listen to the murmur of the
cottonwood trees.
Send me off forever, but I ask you
please
Don’t fence me in;
just turn me loose,
Let me straddle my old saddle
under neath the western skies.
On my cayuse, let me wander over
yonder till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the rid where
the West commences
Gaze at the moon till I lose my
senses
Can’t look at hobbles and I can’t
stand fences,
Don’t fence me in.
Wild Cat Kelly, back again in town,
Was sitting by his sweetheart’s
side.
And when his sweetheart said „Come
on, let’s settle down“
Wild Cat. raised his head and cried:
Oh, give me land o. s. frv.
RUM AND COCA-COLA
If you ever go to Trinidad
They make you feel so very glad
Calyp so sing and make up rhyme,
Guarantee you one good realfine
Drinking rum dnd Coca-cola
Go down „Point Koo-manah“
Both mother and daugther
Working for the Yankee dollar.
If you see on Manzinella beach,
G. I romance with native „peach“
The whole night long make Tropic
love,
Next day sit in hot sun and cool off.
time.
Drinking rum o. s. frv.
I LOVE YOU
„I love you“, hums the April breese,
„I love you“, echo the'hills,
„I love you“, the golden dawn
agrees
As once more she sees Daffodills.
It’s spring again and birds on the
wing again
Start to sing again the old melody:
„I love you“. That’s the song of songs
And it all belongs to you and me.
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