Hey baby, I ain't askin' much of you No no no no no no no no, baby I ain't askin' much of you Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk O' love will do Don't be
A well I bless my soul what's wrong with me? I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug I'm in love, I'm all shook
Wise men say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay, would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you Like
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of a storm is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Train I ride, sixteen coaches long Well that long black train got my baby and gone Train train, comin' 'round, 'round
I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue just thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't be the same, dear, if
Now, I'm a U.S. male 'cause I was born In a Mississippi town on a Sunday morn Now Mississippi just happens to occupy a place In the southeastern portion
When you're asleep beside me I watch you lying there Your hand upon the pillow and moonlight in your hair I get the warmest feeling, so good I almost
Lord almighty I feel my temperature rising Higher, higher It's burning through to my soul Girl, girl, girl You gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming
This is the moment I've waited for I can hear my heart singing Soon bells will be ringing This is the moment of sweet aloha I will love you longer than
If I have wounded any soul today If I have caused one's foot to go astray If I have walked in my own willful way Dear Lord, forgive Forgive the sins
Maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should have Maybe I didn't love you Quite as often as I could have Little things I should have said and done
Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout
Can't you see, I love you? Please don't break my heart in two That's not hard to do 'Cause I don't have a wooden heart And if you say goodbye Then I
Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low In the darkness as black as could be And my heart felt alone and I cried "Oh Lord, don't hide Your face
Now and then, there's a fool such as I Pardon me if I'm sentimental when we say goodbye Don't be angry with me should I cry Now when you're gone, yet
As the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing
(words & music by Lou Baxter - Johnny Moore) Merry, merry Christmas baby Sure did treat me nice I said merry Christmas baby Sure did treat me nice Gave