Heimilisritið - 01.05.1951, Blaðsíða 63

TENNESSEE WALTZ
I was waltzing with my darlin’
To the Tennessee waltz
When an old friend I happened to see
Introduced him to my loved one
And while they were waltzing
Xíy friend stole my sweetheart from me.
I rememher the night
and the Tennessee waltz.
Now I know just how much I have lost,
Yes, I lost my littie darlin’
The night they wcre playing
The beautiful Tennessee waltz.
TIL HENNAR
Lag: Good Night Irene.
Texti: lgnotus.
Er fjöllin í blámóðu blunda
og bárurnar ymja svo hljótt,
þá kem ég í kvöldsins húmi
og kyssi þig góða nótt.
Ást mín er ung og heit,
unnustan mín,
af því ég á eilíft vor
við augun brúnu þín.
Þó hrynji hver höll minna drauma
og húmi um dali og ver,
þá eitt verður æ það sama,
sú ást, sem að gaf ég þér.
Ást mín er alltaf þín,
unnustan mín,
af því ég á eilíft vor
við augun brúnu þín.
SIOUX CITY SUE
I drove a herd of cattle down
from old Nebraska way,
That’s how I come to be
in the State of I-o-way,
I met a giri in Ioway,
her eyes were big and blue
I asked her what her name was,
She said Sioux Sity Suc.
Sioux City Sue, Sioux City Sue,
Your hair is red, your eyes are blue
I’d swap my horsc and dog for you
Sioux City Sue, Sioux City Sue,
There aint’ no gal as true
As my sweet Sioux City Sue.
CANDY KISSES
Candy kisses — wrapped in paper —
mean niorc to you — than any of mine.
Candy kisses — wrapped in paper —
you’d rather have thcm any old titne.
You don’t niean it — when you whispcr
those sweet lovc words — in my car.
Candy kisses — wrapped in paper —
mean more to you — than mine do, dear.
HEIMILISRITIÐ
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