Best seen with Folk Song Medley Intro There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see Nobody else could miss her, not half as much as me She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart And if I ever find her, we nevermore will part. She's the cutest little rose bud, this fellow ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew You can sing about your Clementine, and sing of Rosalee But the yellow rose of Texas, is the only girl for me Well I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee For I'm goin to Lousianna, my true love for to see Oh, rained to hard the day I left, the weather it was dry And the sun so hot, I froze to death Susannah don't you cry Oh Susanna, now don't you cry for me 'Cuz I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee Oh Susannah oh don't you cry for me Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee A day or two ago, I thot I'd take a ride And soon Miss Fanny Brice was seated by my side The horse was lean and lank, misfortune was his lot We got into a drifted band and we, we got upsot Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh In a cavern by a canyon excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, and his daughter Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in back Abadaba Honeymoon turn page Bingo To write to the TinChicken Click on the chick Take out the words, "No Spam" Join the Mailing List Enter your name and email address below: Name: Email: Subscribe Unsubscribe Read the small print
Folk Song Medley Intro There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see Nobody else could miss her, not half as much as me She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart And if I ever find her, we nevermore will part. She's the cutest little rose bud, this fellow ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew You can sing about your Clementine, and sing of Rosalee But the yellow rose of Texas, is the only girl for me Well I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee For I'm goin to Lousianna, my true love for to see Oh, rained to hard the day I left, the weather it was dry And the sun so hot, I froze to death Susannah don't you cry Oh Susanna, now don't you cry for me 'Cuz I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee Oh Susannah oh don't you cry for me Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee A day or two ago, I thot I'd take a ride And soon Miss Fanny Brice was seated by my side The horse was lean and lank, misfortune was his lot We got into a drifted band and we, we got upsot Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh In a cavern by a canyon excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, and his daughter Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in back Abadaba Honeymoon turn page Bingo To write to the TinChicken Click on the chick Take out the words, "No Spam" Join the Mailing List Enter your name and email address below: Name: Email: Subscribe Unsubscribe Read the small print
There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see Nobody else could miss her, not half as much as me She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart And if I ever find her, we nevermore will part. She's the cutest little rose bud, this fellow ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew You can sing about your Clementine, and sing of Rosalee But the yellow rose of Texas, is the only girl for me Well I come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee For I'm goin to Lousianna, my true love for to see Oh, rained to hard the day I left, the weather it was dry And the sun so hot, I froze to death Susannah don't you cry Oh Susanna, now don't you cry for me 'Cuz I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee Oh Susannah oh don't you cry for me Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee A day or two ago, I thot I'd take a ride And soon Miss Fanny Brice was seated by my side The horse was lean and lank, misfortune was his lot We got into a drifted band and we, we got upsot Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh In a cavern by a canyon excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, and his daughter Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in back Abadaba Honeymoon turn page Bingo To write to the TinChicken Click on the chick Take out the words, "No Spam" Join the Mailing List Enter your name and email address below: Name: Email: Subscribe Unsubscribe Read the small print
Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in back Abadaba Honeymoon turn page Bingo To write to the TinChicken Click on the chick Take out the words, "No Spam" Join the Mailing List Enter your name and email address below: Name: Email: Subscribe Unsubscribe Read the small print
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