Тексты песен Judy Garland

When a girl meets boy, Life can be a joy, But the note they end on, Will depend on little pleasures they will share; So let us compare. I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune,

Howdy neighbor! Happy harvest. May your 40 acres soon be fields of clover. Yes, indeed, and plant a wish With every seeden by and by The sun and rain will make an etching Of a million little green fin

I'm sitting on top of this great big wonderful world, Cos this is my lucky day, lucky day Oh boy I'm lucky I'll say I'm lucky This is my lucky day! I'm all in clover I'm glad all over I wanna shout, &

There's a pirate, known to fame Black Macocco was the Pirate's name In his day, the tops was he Round the Caribbean or Caribbean Sea When he sites a clipper ship Mack would board her and begin to clip

When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm Is a golden sky And the sweet, silver song of a lark. Walk on, through the wind, Walk on, t