I was young, I was just sixteen then, / when you came up from Burma one day. / And you told me to pack up my suitcase, / and I did, and you took me away.
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He was too good to me. / How will I get along now? / So close he stood to me. / Everything seems all wrong now.
Linger in my arms / A little longer, baby / Hold me tight / While my love for you
That old master painter from the faraway hills / painted the violets and the daff-o-dills / He put the purple in the twilight haze / then did a rainbow for the rainy days
I had a dream, a dream about you, baby. / It’s gonna come true, baby. / They think that we’re through, but baby, / You’ll be swell! You’ll be great!
JOHNNY GUITAR / Peggy Lee / (Victor Young / Peggy Lee, 1954) / Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
I’m a girl and by me that’s only great / I am proud that my silhouette is curvy / that I walk with a sweet and girlish gait / With my hips kind of swivelly and swervey
I wait alone here in the Mexican sunlight, / but the Mexican sunlight seems so lifeless and cold. / Sad and forlorn, I try to find consolession / with a man desperession, I cannot withhold.
Ooooooh. Wooooh. / Strangers in the night, exchanging glances, / wondering in the night what were the chances / we would fall in love before the night was through.
“Baby” is what he calls me / When we are all alone / “Baby” is what he calls me / ‘Cause he’s mine, my own