Julie London - Bouquet of Blues | Текст и Перевод Песни
Have you seen the girl of great regret? Looking for the man, she can't forget Misery in high heel shoes Holding a bouquet of blues Have you seen the girl, her lonely
Julie London - Dark | Текст и Перевод Песни
Twelve o'clock and cold outside and dark Moonless night and such a frightful dark Everything is strange and weird Cheerful scenes have disappeared Since you've gone
Julie London - Invitation to the Blues | Текст и Перевод Песни
My heart was all dressed up to go dancing I had a brand new shine on my views The roses you sent for, the line that I went for Was just an invitation to the blues The very
Julie London - Shadow Woman | Текст и Перевод Песни
Shadow woman, leave my man alone Let all of him belong to me Haunt the other men you've known Set him free, set him free, set him free If you're thinking of his
Julie London - Sunday Blues | Текст и Перевод Песни
I ain't gonna get those Sunday blues no more I ain't gonna walk that lonesome tear-stained floor I never knew much about love Till you walked into my heart I
Julie London - About the Blues | Текст и Перевод Песни
About the blues, about the blues They always hit you when you can't hit back And when they're blue enough There's something black about the blues And if you
Julie London - Baby, Baby All the Time | Текст и Перевод Песни
Once I had a man As sweet as he could be Once I had a man And he was oh, so right for me Kinda sandy hair Eyes so soft and blue That you couldn't help but care
Julie London - Blues in the Night | Текст и Перевод Песни
My mama done tol' me When I was in pig tails My mama done tol' me Hon! A man's gonna sweet talk And give ya the big eye But when the sweet talkin's
Julie London - The Blues Is All I Ever Had | Текст и Перевод Песни
Some folks always seem to find the good things Other folks get mixed up with the bad Don't ask me what I know about the good things The blues is all I ever had To
Julie London - Back Home Again in Indiana | Текст и Перевод Песни
Back home again in Indiana It seems that I can see That gleaming candlelight still shining bright Through the sycamores for me That new mown hay sends all its fragrance