When I was seventeen, it was a very good year. It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights.We’d hide from the light on the village green when I was seventeen.When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year. It was a very good year for city girls who […]
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Mr. Bojangles
I knew a man BojanglesAnd he’d dance for youIn worn out shoes With silver hair a ragged shirtAnd baggy pantsHe would do the old soft shoe He would jump so highJump so highThen he lightly touch down He told me of the time he worked withMinstrel shows travellingThroughout the south He spoke with tears of […]
One For My Baby
It’s quarter to three, there’s no one in the placeExcept you and meSo set ’em’ up Joe, I got a little storyI think you should knowWe’re drinking my friend, to the endOf a brief episodeMake it one for my babyAnd one more for the roadI know the routine, put another nickelIn the machineI feel kind […]