Тексты песен «Gordon Macrae»

I've grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I've grown accustomed to the tune She whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs Are second nature to me now Like breathing out...

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow, There's a bright golden haze on the meadow, The corn is as high as an elephant's eye, An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky. Chorus: Oh what a beautiful...

A secret, I know a secret A story I'll never tell About two sweethearts Who love each other He is my best friend She is his girl The first time I saw her I couldnt resist her Her beauty gave me a thrill She was so...