Chet Atkins
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After You've Gone
After you've gone and left me cryin'
After you've gone
there's no denyin'
You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad
You'll miss the
best friend that you've ever had
There'll come a time, now don't forget it
There'll come a
time when you'll regret it
Someday when you are lonely
Your heart will
break like mine and you'll want me only
After you've gone, after you've gone
away
After you've gone
After you've gone away
After you've gone
After you've gone away
Oh my look
what your doing
The way your treating me is going to be your ruin
After
you've gone
After your've gone away
Some day when your down hearted
You'll want to be with me
right back where we started
After you've gone
After you've gone away
Mr. Sandman
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make it the cutest that
I've ever seen
Give her two lips like roses in clover
Then tell her that
my lonesome nights are over
Mister Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my
own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make it the cutest that
I've ever seen
Give her the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell her that
my lonesome nights are over
Mister Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my
own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Give her a pair of eyes
with a congeal of gleam
Give her a lonely heart like Harlehatschi
And not
so wavy hair like Liberatschi
Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before
we're to old
So please turn on your magic bean
Mister Sandman, brings us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream
Yeah...
Back Up And Push
See that train coming round the bend
Carrying the one that
I love
Her beautiful body is still here on earth
But her soul has been
called up above.
Body and soul, body and soul,
That's how she loved me, with
body and soul.
Her beautiful hair was the purest of gold,
Her eyes were as
blue as the sea,
Her lips were the color of summer's red rose,
And she
promised she would always love me.
Tomorrow as the sun sinks low
The shadows will cover her
face
As her last sun goes down, she's laid beneath the ground
And my
teardrops are falling like rain...
Poor Boy Blues
Do I want you? Yes I do
Do I need you? Baby you know it's
true
But I ain't got nothin' that you can use
So I'm sittin' on my own
here, with these poor boy blues
One day, baby, you will see
You're gonna
give all your love to me
I'm the one, babe, that you're gonna choose
But
in the meantime, I got these poor boy blues
Pick it son, pick it nice
Things won't always be the same
Someday soon, everything will change
You'll tell your mama her baby's got good news
But until then, well, I got
these poor boy blues
But until then, well, I got these poor boy blues
Just One Time
If I could see you just one time
Oh, how it'd ease my
troubled mind
If I could hold you just one time
And then pretend that
you're still mine
chorus:
Oh, how I miss you so
Oh, I need you so
I'd give this heart of mine
If I could see you just one time
Lips that
used to thrill me so
They now thrill someone else I know
Gone is the love that once was mine
Wish I could see you
just one time
chorus
Wish I could relive just one time
Turn back the
pages and there I'd find
That same old love that once was mine
Wish I
could see you just one time
chorus
Wish I could see you just one time
Wish I could see you just one time
When Day Is Done
When day is done
and shadows fall
I dream of you!
When day is done
I think of all
the joys we knew!
That yearning, returning,
to hold you in my arms,
won't go love, I know love,
without you, night has lost it's charms!
When day is done
and grass is wet
with twilight's dew,
my lonely heart is sinking
with the sun!
Although I miss your tender kiss
the whole day through,
I miss you most of all
when day is done!
Although I miss your tender kiss
the whole day through,
I miss you most of all
when day is done!
I'm My Own Grandpa
Tell us a story grandpa
Come on, please
Many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three
I was
married to a widow
Who was pretty as can be
Now this widow had a grown up daughter
Who had hair of red
My father fell in love with her
And soon the two were wed
This made my dad my son-in-law
And really changed my very
life
For my daughter was my mother
'Cause she was my father's wife
And to complicate the matter
Even though it brought me joy
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy, yes I did
My little baby then became
My brother-in-law to Dad
And so became my uncle
Though it made me very sad
For if he were my uncle
Then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown-up daughter
Who of course was my step-mother
Don't you know?
My father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run
And he became my grandchild
For he was my daughter's son
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue
Because although she is my wife
She's my grandmother too
Now if my wife is my grandmother
Then I'm her grandchild
And every time I think of it
It nearly drives me wild
'Cause now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my grandmother
I am my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny
I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
Now listen to this
I'm my own
grandpa
It sounds funny I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own
grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
It sounds funny
I know
But it really is so
Oh, I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
I'm my own grandpa
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László Zoltán 2012
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