stay didn't leave nobody but the baby go to sleep little babe go to sleep little babe everybody's gone in the cotton and the corn didn't leave nobody but
can turn the tide of fortune on his own Though some may dare to try Say there but for the grace of God go you my friend Say there but for the grace of
don't know why I love you but I do I don't know why I cry so but I do I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only I don't know why I love you but
lot of bull they hand you, There's nothin' you can do, Your wife don't understand you, but I do, I said your wife don't understand you, but I do!
was all about Got nothing to prove Got nothing to say No i'm guessing I never thought you were good for me anyway Got nothing to lose Nothing but you Nothing but
don't you know I'm gonna skate I'm doin', ain't nobody doin' But me baby Nobody but me Yes i gonna philly, I'm doin' Ain't nobody doin' But me baby Nobody but me Well let me tell you nobody Nobody but
I don't know why I love you but I do I don't know why I cry so but I do I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only I don't know why I love you but
as we face each cat-a-strofee? Nobody else but you Both No body else buy you It's just our luck We're stuck together Nobody else but you Is crazy enough
any cheerful Pollyannas, Who tell you fate, Supplies a mate -- It's all bananas! They're writing songs of love, But not for me: A lucky star's above, But
in anyone else but you Here is the church and here is the steeple We sure are cute for two ugly people Don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but
you had Oh, but I hate to say I told you so, but Baby, you gotta gotta reap what you sow But it's all right all right girl You are payin' now, but it
TOMMY: This is hard to say, but as I wandered through the lea, I felt for just a fleeting moment that I suddenly was free of being lonely. Then I closed
operate with men. As a maiden most demure I'm becoming I am sure, More discerning, Full of learning, With a yearning for l'amour. Chorus: Wanna be naughty, naughty but
Franklin: Yes, I know Adams: So I say you should write it Franklin, yes you Franklin: Hell, no! Adams: Yes, you, Dr. Franklin, you but, you, but, you, but Franklin: Mr. Adams, but
Music and Lyrics by Dorothy Fields and Jimmy McHugh I can't give you anything but love, baby That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby Dream a while
Lyrics by A. Santley Music by Fats Waller Lookin' Good But Feelin' Bad From grievein' over you, Lookin' good to hide those bitter blues. Weary days
nobody's fault but mine Nobody's fault but mine Nobody's fault but mine If I don't read, my soul be lost Ain't nobody's fault but mine Nobody's fault but
