Heimilisritið - 01.04.1957, Page 19

BLUE SUEDE SHOES
StingiS af Elvis Presley
á H.M.V. P.O.R. 2t3
It’s one for the money,
Two for the show.
Reel gator ready,
Now go, cat, go!
But don’t you step on my blue suede
shoes.
You can do anytliing but step over my
Blue Suede Shoes!
You can knock me down,
You can step in my face.
Slander my name all over the place,
Do anything you want to do
But ah ha! Honey, lay of-a them shoes!
But don’t you o. s frv.
You can burn my house
Steal my car
Drink my liquer from an old fruit jar
Do anything that you want to do
But ah-ha! Honey, lay of-a them shoes!
But don’t you o. s frv.
BURN THAT CANDLE
SungiS af Bill Haley á Brunswick 05505
Keep that candle burning, mother.
I’ll be kinda-a late to-night, mother.
There’s a yellow moon above, mother
Shining on the one I love, mothcr.
Burn that candle night and day!
Burn tliat candle light away!
Keep that doorway open wide
Untill we come slow'ly strolling side
be side.
While that candle’s burning bright,
mother,
I’ll be with my sugarpie, mother.
We’ll be coming home you know,
mother,
Looking for that candleglow, mother.
Burn that candle o. s frv.
After we have had the wedding, mother,
To that candle we’ll be heading, mother.
So before we’ll wine and dine, mother,
Start that candlelight a-shining, mother.
Burn that candle o. s frv.
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ÉG BREIÐI ÚT FAÐMINN
Ur datgurlagakeppni S.K.T.
Ég breiði út faðminn og brosi við þér,
því bezta, sem hcimurinn veitt getur
mér,
— þú álfamærin fríða með unað á vör
og augun þín djúpu og tindrandi snör.
Nú stígum við dansinn, þú draumfagra
mær,
unz dagur í austri við elskendum hlær,
því lífið á fegurð í ljóði og dans
og ljóselskri sálu hvers einasta manns.
APRÍL, 1957
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