(William Blake/P. Kirtley)
Sound the flute now it's mute
BIrds delight day and night
Nightingale in the dale
Lark in the sky
Merrily to welcome in the year
Little boy full of joy
Little girl sweet and small
The cock crows
So do you
Meerry voice infant noise
So merrily to welcome in the year
Little lamb here I am
Come and lick my white neck.
Let me pull on your wool
Let me kiss your soft face
And merrily we'll welcome in the year
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She's Got The Rhythm (And I Got The Blues)
(Alan Jackson/Randy Travis)
This old bar stools feeling higher
As a started sinking lower
The minute that she waltzed right through that door
Not long ago I held her
Like a fool I went and left her
Now she's with somebody else out on that floor
And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues
And she's showing me how much I had to lose
With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
She's got the rhythm and I got the blues
Well that music's gettin' louder
As my heart keeps beatin' faster
As she spells out regret in perfect time
Well I thought I wanted freedom
But that ball and chain I needed
'Cause when you choose, sometimes you lose the prize
And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues
And she's showing me how much I had to lose
With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
She's got the rhythm and I got the blues
With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
She's got the rhythm and I got the blues