Far Country
Happy in love, ho-ho, what a feeling;
You're never, never, never, happy
till you're really, really, really happy in love.
Nothing on earth can give you that feeling,
Yo may be silly, silly, sappy
But oh, baby, baby, you're so happy in love.
You want everybody to know it;
You'd like to get up on the highest steeple,
Shout to people, happy in love
The sky is your ceiling
You're lucky, lucky, lucky, chappie
It's great to be living when you're happy in love
You're never, never, never, happy
till you're really, really, really happy in love.
Nothing on earth can give you that feeling,
Yo may be silly, silly, sappy
But oh, baby, baby, you're so happy in love.
You want everybody to know it;
You'd like to get up on the highest steeple,
Shout to people, happy in love
The sky is your ceiling
You're lucky, lucky, lucky, chappie
It's great to be living when you're happy in love
Galway Bay
I need your love so badly,
Ilove you, oh, so madly,
But I don’t stand a
Ghost of a chance with you!
I thought at last I’d found you,
But other loves surround you,
And I don’t stand a
Ghost of a chance with you.
If you’d surrender,
Just for a tender kiss or two,
You might discover,
that I’m the lover, meant for you,
And I’d be true,
But what’s the good of scheming,
I Know I must be dreaming,
For I don’t stand a
Ghost of a chance with you!