Heimilisritið - 01.10.1951, Page 54

Heimilisritið - 01.10.1951, Page 54
I kncw a man namecl Kent Whose nose was vcry bent. He followed it too far one day. No one knows whcre Kent went. There was a man named Max Who tried to milk a cow. He never knew it was a bull. It Max no diff’rence now. There was a man named Fred Who loved to stay in bed. When, by and by, thcy wondercd why, They found out he was dead. Refrain: Molasses, Molasses, It’s icky sticky goo. Molasses, Molasses, It always sticks to you. MY DARLING CLEMENTINE (ViSlagið) Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine! Thou art lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clemcntine. MY HEART CRIES FOR YOU If you’re in Arizona I’ll follow you, If you’rc in Minnesota I’ll be there too, You’ll have a million chances to start anew, Because my love is endlcss for you. My heart cries for you, Sighs for you, dies for you; And my arms long for you, Please come back to me. The bloom has left tlte roses since you left me, The birds have left my window since you left me, I’m lonely as a sailboat that’s lost at sea, I’m lonely as a human can be. My heart cries for yoti, Sighs for you, dies for you; And my arrns long for you, Please come back to me. An unimportant quarrel was what wc had, We have to learn to hve with the good and bad, Together we wcre happy, apart we’re sad, This loneliness is diiving me mad. My heart cries for you, Sighs for you, dies for you; And my arms long for you, Piease come back to me. DADIM DADOM (A rainy day refrain) Dadim dadom, dadjm dadom, Dadim dadoni, dadim dadom, I’m drcamin’ to the rhythrn of thc rain, Dadim dadom, dadim dadorn. I get the sweetest mcm’ries from The rhythm of a rainy day refrain. Dadirn dadom, dadim dadom, Dadim dadom, dadim dadom, I’ve got that littlc love song on my brain. Dadim dadom, dadim dadom. I guess thcre’s no escaping from The rhytlim of a rainy day refrain. The lovely day we met I still remember well, Who cared it was wet, ’cause like the rain we fcll. An april afternoon, A rainy day romance, The raindrops played a tune, Our hearts began to dance. Dadim dadom, dadjm dadom, Dadirn dadom, dadim dadom, We’re so in Iove, I’ll always love the rain. Dadim dadom, dadim dadom, I get the sweetest mem’ries from The rhythm of a rainy day refrain. 52 HEIMILISRITIÐ

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