Heimilisritið - 01.01.1947, Qupperneq 38

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I CAN’T BEGIN TO TELL.YOU
I Can’t Begin To Tell You,
How much you mean to me, —
My world would end if ever we were
through.
I Can't Begin To Tell You,
IIow happy I would be,
If I could speak my mind like others do. —
I make such pretty speeches,
Where ever we’re apart,
But when you’re near, —
The words I choose refuse to leave my
heart.
So, take the sweetest phrases the world has
ever known —
And make belive I’ve said them all — to
you.
WHEN YOU AND I WHERE YOUNG
I wander’d today to the liill, Maggie,
To watch the scene below,
The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie,
As we used to, long ago.
The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie,
Where first the daisies sprung;
The creaking old mill is still, Maggie,
Since you and I were yong.
I’M ALWAYS CHASING RAINBOWS
I’m Ahvays Chasing Rainbows,
Watching clouds drifting by
My schemes are just like all my dreams,
Ending in the sky.
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain,
Some fellows make a winning sometime,
I never even make again,
Belive me, I’m Always Chasing Rainbows,
Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain.
THE BLOND SAILOR
Farewell, your Blond Sailor must leave for
a while, dear,
Farewell, send- me off with a kiss and a
smile, dear.
AU my love and devotion
I well leave in your care,
As deep as the ocean, and as true as a
pray’r
When my journey is over,
You’ll be waiting, I know,
Farewell, my sweet darling, your Blond
Sailor must go.
OLD FOLKS AT IIOME
Way down upon de Swanee ribber,
Far, far away,
Dere’s whar mah heart am turnin' ebber,
Dere’s whar de ole folks stay.
AU de world am sad and dreary
Eb’ry whar I roam.
Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.
All de world am sad and dreary
Eb’ry whar I roam.
Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary,
Far from de old folks at home.
DARK EYES
Eyes so dark and dear,
Eyes af love and fear,
Beautiful and true,
I’m in love with you;
Gleaming eyes of love,
As the stars above,
You capture my heart
May we vever part.
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HEIMELISRITIÐ