Broken Hearted Melody Once you were our song of love Now you just keep taunting me With the memory of his tender love Oh, Broken Hearted Melody Must
we attack we lift our voices in the battle cry We will fight, we will be strong Together we're marching on United, we move as one Our finest hour has
still believe these are the finest hours All this and more Can you believe They got the wrong man? I still believe these are the finest hours All this
got to fight for what you believe We're gonna make this stand The finest hour that we see, yeah The finest hour that we see We're gonna make this stand The finest hour
If I should write a book for you That brought me fame and fortune too That book would be like my heart and me Dedicated to you And if I should paint
I used to visit all the very gay places Those come what may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life from jazz
In this world of ordinary people, extraordinary people I'm glad there is you In this world of overrated pleasures, of underrated treasures I'm so glad
I'm in Dreamsville, holding you A dreamy view, just we two alone If love in Dreamsville, time is new We're here to love and we do We can see the rest
Somewhere there has to be The other half of me, the other half of me I've yet to meet One special someone Whose heart has a similar leaning And if she
Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon There is no moon above and love is far away too 'Till it comes
What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love Just who can solve this mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? Saw you there one wonderful
I don't know why but I am feeling so sad I long to try something I've never had Never had no kissing, oh, what I've been missing Lover man, oh, where
I don't care if there's powder on my nose I don't care if my hair do is in place I've lost the very meaning of repose I never put a mud pack on my face
Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely night dreaming of a song The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you When our love was new And
Lullaby of birdland that's what I always hear, when you sigh Never in my wordland could there be ways to reveal In a phrase, how I feel Have you ever
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
Oh summer, not a bit of breeze Neon signs are shining through the tired trees Lovers walking to and fro Everyone has someone and a place to go Listen
behind them Seems an odd way to try and make things right Oh, I feel like I'm crazy sometimes Our finest hour arrives See the pig dressed in his finest
