Heimilisritið - 01.06.1946, Page 26

Heimilisritið - 01.06.1946, Page 26
PISTOL PACKIN’ MAMA Drinkin’ beer in a cabaret, And was I havin’ fun! Until one night she caught me right, And now I’m on the run. Chorus Lay tliat pistol down babe, lay that pistol down, Pistol packin’ mama, lay that pistol down! She kicked out my windshield, She hit me over the head, She cussed and cried, and said I’d lied And wished that I was dead. Drinkin’ beer in a cabaret, And dancin’ with a blonde, Until one night she sliot out the light, Bang! That blonde was gone. I’ll see you ev’ry night babe, I’U woo you ev’ry day, I’U be your regular daddy, If you’U put that gun away. Drinkin’ beer in a cabaret, And was I havin’ fun! Until one night she caught me right, And now I’m on the run. Now there was old AI Dexter, He always had his fun, But with some lead, she shot him dead His honkin’ days are done. I HEARD YOU CRIED LAST NIGHT I heard you cried last night and I know why I heard you cried last night and so did I Why did you make us part I’m so alone, why did you take my heart You didn’t want it for your own And if you hádn’t cared to make amends I might have nevpr dared’ we’d be just fri- ends, So calm your fears and dry your tears Come kiss the boy (giri) you adnre Now you can smile tonight and cry no more. IN MY ARMS In my arms, in my arms Ain’t I never gonna get a giri in my armsf In my arms, in my arms Ain’t I nevér gonna get a bundle of charms? Comes the dawn, I’II be gone, I just gotta have a honey holdin’ me tight, You can keep your knittin’ and your purlin’, If I'm gonna go to Berlin, Gimme a girl in my arms tonight. In my arms, in my arms Ain’t I never gonn aget a girl in my arms? In my arms, in my arms Ain’t I never gonna get á girl in my arms? Comes the dawn, I’ll be gone, And I thank you for the many letters you’ll write, As for something nice and cute and female, I’ll never get it in the V mail Gimme a girl in my arms tonight. I’LL GET BY (As Long As I Ilave You) I’ll get by, as long as I have you. Tho’ there be rain and darkness too, I’ll not complain, I’ll see it through. Tho’ I may be far away, it’s true, Say, what care I, dear, I’Il get by, as long as I have you. BY THE RIVER OF THE ROSES I met her by the River of the Roses The sweetest girl this side of the Alamo I left her by the River of the Roses With tear dimmed eyes she whispered „I’U miss you so“ All the roses have faded since we’ve been apart But the one rose she gave me will always bloom within my heart And some day by the River of the Roses I don’t know when but we’U meet again I know She’s waiting by the River of the Roses The sweetest girl this side of the Alamo. 24 HEIMILISRITIÐ

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