Ted Heath Johnny One Note歌词

(Lorenz Hart/Richard Rodgers) Johnny could only sing one note And the note he sings was this Ah Poor Johnny one-note Sang out with gusto And just overlorded the place Poor Johnny one-note Yelled willy nilly Until he was blue in the face For holding o

Here I go again, I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again, takin' a chance on love. Here I slide again, about to take that ride again. Starry-eyed again, takin' a chance on love. I thought that cards were a frame-up, I never would try. Now I

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歌曲名:The Hardest Note 歌手:赖雅妍 专辑:战神电视原声带 赖雅妍 - The Hardest Note 作词:赖雅妍 作曲:林尚德 孤独走进咖啡店 一切依然但人事已变 点了一杯热咖啡 是你最爱的香味 又过了一天 你要我勇敢一点 你说离开只一段时间 Try to be my better man 你会带着一束玫瑰 今年my birthday This could be the hardest note I try 只愿为你把歌声打开 街角的我唱的好精采 化成雨随阳光洒下来 Th

I hurt myself today, to see if i still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting, try to kill it all away, but i remember everything. What have i become? my sweetest friend. Everyone i know

Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee Help me find a party that tried to get in touch with me She could not leave a number, but I know who placed the call 'Cause my uncle took a message, and he wrote it on the wall Help me, informatio

As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about 95 She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side Maybellene, why can't you be true Oh, M

Johnny Mathis Misty Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand, I get misty just holding your hand. Walk my way, And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your h

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode, Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he cou