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| Cry Of The Wild Goose | |
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[Words and Music by Terry Gilkyson] Chorus My heart knows what the wild goose knows And I must go where the wild goose goes Wild goose, brother goose, which is best A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest Tonight I heard the wild goose cry Hangin' north in the lonely sky Tried to sleep, it warn't no use 'Cause I am a brother to the old wild goose Oh, my heart knows what the wild goose knows And I must go where the wild goose goes Wild goose, brother goose, which is best A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest Woman was kind and true to me She thinks she loves me, more fool she She's got a learn that ain't no use To love a brother of the old wild goose Chorus The cabin is warm and the snow is deep I got a woman who lies asleep She'll wake up tomorrow's dawn She'll find, poor critter, that her man is gone Oh, my heart knows what the wild goose knows And I must go where the wild goose goes Wild goose, brother goose, which is best A wanderin' fool or a heart at rest Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly away Spring is comin' and the ice will break And I can't linger for a woman's sake She'll see a shadow pass overhead She'll find a feather 'side my bed Chorus | |
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| Title:My Truly, Truly Fair Artist: Guy Mitchell - Contributor:Webmaster | |
| [Written by Bob Merrill] (Oh, hooooo) (Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) (How I love my truly fair) (There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her) (Flowers for her golden hair) My truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine But I'm in love with a pretty little maid, for work I have no time She's My, truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore But one day out and I missed her so I swam right back to shore Back to my truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast At times we fight all the live-long night 'Bout who loves who the most My truly, truly fair Truly, truly fair How I love my truly fair (his truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (Oh, hooooo) Soon I'm gonna marry her, love her till I die There ain't no livin' on love alone But still I'm gonna try (Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair) (How I love my truly fair) There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her Flowers for her golden hair (for her golden hair) How I love my truly fair (loves his truly fair) Wow, how I love my truly fair (how he loves his truly fair) | |
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