Heimilisritið - 01.08.1953, Síða 54

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Haukur Morthens valdi
SUMMERTIME
Mtíslk: George Gershwin
Texti: Dtt Bose Heyward
Summcrtime an’ thc livin’ is casy
Fish are jumpin’, an’ thc cotton is high.
Oh, yo’ dacldy’s rich,
An’ yo’ ma is goodlookin’,
So hush, littlc baby, don’ you cry.
Onc of thcse mornin’s you goin’
to rise up singin’,
Thcn you’ll spread yo‘ wings an’ you'll
rake the sky.
But till that mornin’ there’s a nothin’
can harm you
Witli Daddy an’ Mammy standin’ by.
SUGARBUSH
Mtistk og texti: Joscf Marais
Sugarbush, comc dancc with mc
Let the others fellows be.
Dance the Polka merrily,
Sugarbush, come dance with ntc.
Oh, we never not gonna go home!
We won’t go, we won’t go!
Oh, we nevcr not gonna go phonc,
’Cause mother tsn’t home!
Oh, Sugarbush, I lovc you so,
I will néver let you go.
Don’t you let your mother know,
Sugarbush, I lovc you so.
Chocolate, you are so sweet:
You, yes you, I’d likc to eat:
If I do, oh, what a treat!
Chocolate, you are so sweet:
Oh, we nevcr not gonna go home!
We won’t go, we won’t go!
Oh, we ncvcr not gonna go phone,
’Cause mother isn’t home!
Oh, Sugarbush, what shall I do?
Mother’s not so pleased with you.
Promise me you will he truc,
And I’ll come along with you.
SEVEN LONELY DAYS
Sevcn lonely days make one lonely veek,
Scvcn lonely nights make one lonelv nie.
Ever since the time you told me
we were through.
Seven lonely days I cried for you.
Sevcn hankies blue I filled
with my tears,
Sevcn letters too I filled with my fears.
Guess it never pays to make your
lover blue.
Sevcn lonely days I cried and cricd
for you.
Corus
Oh, my darling, you’re crying,
Boo, hoo, hoo, hoo,
There’s no use in denying I cried
for you.
It was your favorite pastime makmg
me blue.
Last week was the last time I cried
for you.
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HEIMILISRITIÐ