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pat boone - exodus
This land is mine, God gave this land to me
This brave and ancient land to me
And when the morning sun reveals her hills and plain
Then I see a land where children can run free
So take my hand and walk this land with me
And walk this lovely land with me
Though I am just a man, when you are by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be strong
Though I am just a man, when you are by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be strong
To make this land our home
If I must fight, I'll fight to make this land our own
Until I die, this land is mine
pat boone - jambalaya
Oh, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Oh, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Oh, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
oh, Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
pat boone - solitude
In my solitude
You haunt me
With reveries
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm prayin
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
pat boone - spring rain
Tears at seventeen
Are only spring rain
(You're just seventeen)
Go ahead and cry
True love will
Come to you again
(Seventeen)
Each little shower
Helps a little flower
Like you to grow
It hurts, I know
To find the wrong ways
That love can go
Tears at anytime
Can do a good thing
(It might do you good)
Dry your pretty eyes
There's more than
One spring (dry your eyes)
When you're older
You're gonna say
That all this anguish
And pain of being seventeen
Was only spring rain
Ten and seven years
May seem the worst time
(You wait, time will tell)
Don't you waste your tears
On love the first time
(Save your tears)
When you're older
You're gonna say
That all this anguish
And pain of being seventeen
Was only spring rain
(Just spring rain)
Just spring rain
pat boone - a wonderful time up there
» Pat Boone
Well, now, everybody's gonna have religion and glory
Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Oh, glory hallelujah
Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin'
Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin'
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Now listen, everybody 'cause I'm talkin' to you
The Lord is the only one to carry you through
Ya better get ready 'cause I'm tellin' ya why
The Lord is a-comin' from his throne on high
Goin' down the valley, goin' one by one
We're gonna be rewarded for the things we've done
How ya gonna feel about the things you'll say on that judgmentday?
Well-a, well-a, well-a
Well, now, everybody's gonna have religion and glory
Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Oh, glory hallelujah
Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin'
Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin'
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Now ya get your Holy Bible in the back of the book
The book of Revelations is the place ya look
If you understand it and you can if you try
The Lord is a-comin' from his throne on high
a-readin' in the Bible 'bout the things he said
He said he's comin' back again to raise the dead
Are ya gonna be among the chosen few?
Or will you make it through?
Well-a, well-a, well-a
Everybody's gonna have religion and glory
Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Oh, glory hallelujah
Brother, there's a reckonin' comin' in the mornin'
Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin'
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Well-a, well-a, well-a
Everybody's gonna have religion and glory
Everybody's gonna be a-singin' that story
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
Oh, glory hallelujah
Brother, there's a reckonin' a-comin' in the mornin'
Better get ready 'cause I'm givin' you the warnin'
Everybody's gonna have a wonderful time up there
pat boone - adeste fideles
O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant
O come ye o come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him born the King of angels
O come let us adore him o come let us adore him
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord
Sing choirs of angels sing with, exultation
Sing all ye citizens of heav'n above
Glory to God in the highest
(O come let us adore him o come let us adore him)
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord
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Glory to God in the highest
(O come let us adore him o come let us adore him)
O come let us adore him Christ the Lord
pat boone - ain t nobody here but us chickens
One night farmer Brown was takin' the air
Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care
Down in the henhouse something stirred
When he shouted who's there this is what he heard
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So calm yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble with your chin
There ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
You're stompin' around and shakin' the ground
You're kickin' up an awful dust
We chickens tryin' to sleep and you bust in
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble it's a sin
Tomorrow is a busy day
We got things to do we got eggs to lay
We got ground to dig and worms to scratch
It takes a lot of sittin' gettin' chicks to hatch
Oh there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quite yourself and stop that fuss
There ain't nobody here but us
Kindly point that gun the other way
And hobble-hobble hobble-hobble hit the hay
And hobble-hobble hobble off and hit the hay
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Tomorrow is a busy day...
Oh there ain't nobody here but us chickens...
pat boone - ain t that a shame
You made me cry
When you said goodbye
Ain't that a shame
My tears fell like rain
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame
You broke my heart
When you said we'll part
Ain't that a shame
My tears fell like rain
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame
Farewell, goodbye
Although I'll cry
Ain't that a shame
My tears fell like rain
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame
You made me cry
When you said goodbye
Ain't that a shame
My tears fell like rain
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame
Farewell, goodbye
Although I'll cry
Ain't that a shame
My tears fell like rain
Ain't that a shame
You're the one to blame
pat boone - alabam
Well, I went to a
Turkey roast down the street
The people down there
Eat like wild geese
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
Talk about your people
Have a whale of a time
Eatinh up the chicken
And drinking their wine
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
Pick it for me one time, Jim
Now some folks say that
A tramp won't steal
But I caught three
In my corn field
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
One had a bushel
The other had a peck
And one had a roasting ear
Tied around his neck
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
Now just put a little
Knuckle grease in there
That gets it
There comes Sal
Walking down the street
With the run down shoes
Tied on her feet
Good morning, honey
My, don't you look casual
You just stand there
And let me look at you
Hello Sal, why, I know you
With a run down slipper
And a tore up shoe
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
I'll be right back, Jim
Don't go way
When I get ready
To leave this earth
I'm gonna look on
My money's worth
I'm on my way
I'm going back to Alabam
I'm going back to Alabam
pat boone - all alone
All alone I'm so all alone there is no one else but you
All alone by the telephone waiting for a ring-a-ting-a-ling
I'm all alone every evening all alone feeling blue
Wondering where you are and how you are
And if you are all alone too
I'm all alone every evening all alone feeling blue
Wondering where you are and how you are
And if you are all alone too
pat boone - all by myself
All by myself in the morning all by myself in the night
I sit alone in a cozy morris chair so unhappy there playing solitaire
All by myself I get lonely watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older all by myself
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I sit alone in a cozy morris chair so unhappy there playing solitaire
All by myself I get lonely I'm watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older all by myself
pat boone - all i do is dream of you
(Dream dream I'm always dreaming of you)
All I do is dream of you the whole night through
With the dawn I still go on and dream of you
You're every thought you're every thing you're every song I ever sing
Summer winter autumn and spring
And where there's more than twenty four hours a day
Well they'd be spent in sweet content dreaming away
When skies are grey when skies are blue morning noon and nighttime too
All I do the whole day through is dream of you
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You're every thought you're every thing you're every song I ever sing
Summer winter autumn and spring
And where there's more...
pat boone - anastasia
Anastasia, tell me who you are
Are you someone from another star?
Anastasia, are you what you seem?
Do your sad eyes remember a dream?
Why do you tremble
And why do you sigh?
Could you be lonely
As lonely as I?
Will you remember
When summer has flown
Another world, a world that is yours alone?
Anastasia, smile away the past
Anastasia, spring is here at last
Beautiful stranger, step down from your star
I only know I love you so, whoever you are
Anastasia... Anastasia...
Beautiful stranger, step down from your star
I only know I love you so, whoever you are
pat boone - anniversary song
Oh how we danced on the night we were wed
We vowed our true love though a word wasn't said
The world was in bloom there were stars in the skies
Except for the few that were there in your eyes
Dear as I held you so close in my arms
Angels were singing a hymn to your charms
Two hearts gently beating were mourmoring low
My darling I love you so
The night seemed to fade into blossoming dawn
The sun shone anew but the dance lingered on
Could we but relive that sweet moment sublime
We'd find that our love is unaltered by time
pat boone - april love
April love is for the very young
Every star's a wishing star that shines for you
April love is all the seven wonders
One little kiss can tell you this is true
Sometimes an April day will suddenly bring showers
Rain to grow the flowers for her first bouquet
But April love can slip right through your fingers
So if she's the one don't let her run away
Sometimes an April day will suddenly bring showers
Rain to grow the flowers for her first bouquet
But April love can slip right through your fingers
So if she's the one don't let her run away
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