Provided to YouTube by Columbia/Legacy Wonderful! Wonderful! · Johnny Mathis · Ray Conniff & His Orchestra & Chorus The Essential Johnny Mathis ℗ Originally released 1956. All rights reserved by Jon Mat Records, Inc. Released on: 2004-05-04 Associated Performer: Johnny Mathis with Ray Conniff & His Orchestra & Chorus Composer: Sherman Edwards Lyricist: Ben Raleigh Producer: Mitch Miller Producer: Al Ham Auto-generated by YouTube.
It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year With the kids jingle belling And everyone telling you Be of good cheer It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year It’s the hap -happiest season of all With those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings When friends come to call It’s the hap – happiest season of all There’ll be parties for hosting Marshmallows for toasting And caroling out in the snow There’ll be scary ghost stories Andtales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year There’ll be much mistltoeing And hearts will be glowing When love ones are near It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
14,184,101 views•29 Sep 200956K1.7KShareSaveThe Corrs 167K subscribers Runaway is the first single by Irish group The Corrs from their debut album Forgiven, Not Forgotten. Best video quality available on youtube. Content not owned by me.
Say it’s true, there’s nothing like me and you Not alone, tell me you feel it too And I would runaway I would runaway, yeah I would runaway I would runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you
Close the door, lay down upon the floor And by candlelight, make love to me through the night ‘Cause I have runaway I have runaway, yeah I have runaway, runaway I have runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you (with you)And I would runaway I would runaway, yeah I would runaway I would runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you
Fallen in love with you No never, ever, I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you With you, my love With you Ya da da da da da da da da da da da
Lyrics: Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side, The summer’s gone and all the roses falling, It’s you, it’s you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow, Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow, It’s I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny boy I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I may well be Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me; And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
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Lyrics
My lover’s got humor She’s the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody’s disapproval I should’ve worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak She’s the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday’s getting more bleak A fresh poison each week “We were born sick”, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom” The only Heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with you I was born sick, but I love it Command me to be well A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
If I’m a pagan of the good times My lover’s the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice Drain the whole sea Get something shiny Something meaty for the main course That’s a fine looking high horse What you got in the stable? We’ve a lot of starving faithful That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work
Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life
George Harrison of Beatles fame took the ferry to Ireland regularly to visit his cousins in Drumcondra. This is him with his mother Louise and brother Pete on O’Connell Street pictured by the man on the bridge Arthur Fields. #IrishFact
You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy? With your quiet voice and impeccable style Don’t ever let them steal your joy And your gentle ways To keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face Dress you down, and tell you that your place Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt Trying to hide inside of it And hide how much it hurts
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
You get discouraged, don’t you, girl? It’s your brother’s world for a while longer We gotta dance with the devil on a river To beat the stream Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face To call you weak and then displace you After carrying your baby on your back across the desert I saw your eyes behind your hair And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them