EVERYBODY LOVES SOMEBODY..... (Taylor/Lane)

(Somewhere there's another heart)
(To warm a heart's that cold)
(Someone's hand is waiting for)
(A lovely hand to hold)

(Ev'ry dreamer has a dream)
(That one day may come true)
(Ev'ry one has found it so)
(And some day you will too)

EV'RYBODY LOVES SOMEBODY sometime...
Ev'rybody falls in love somehow...
Something in you kiss just told me...
My sometime is now.

Ev'rybody finds somebody someplace...
There's no telling where love may appear...
Something in my heart keeps saying...
My someplace is here.

If I had it in my power...
I'd arrange for ev'ry girl to have your charms...
Then ev'ry minute, ev'ry hour...
Ev'ry boy would find what I found in your arms.

EV'RYBODY LOVES SOMEBODY sometime...
And although my dream was ver due...
Your love made it well worth waiting for...
For someone like you.

THE GLORY OF LOVE

You've got to give a little, take a little
And let your poor heart break a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little
Until the clouds roll by a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

As long as there's the two of us
We've got the world and all its charms
And when the world is through with us
We've got each other's arms

You've got to win a little, lose a little
Yes, and always have the blues a little
That's the story of,
That's the glory of love

That's the story of,
That's the glory of love.

HAPPY FEET...... (Stillman / Ross)

Sound of the rain,
On the window pane,
Makes a mighty,
Sweet and soft refrain....
But I never,
Found a sound,
As sweet as the tippity tippity tap,
Of Happy Feet.

Mockin' bird,
Never says a word,
But his pretty music,
Must be heard...
Well there is no music,
With the beat,
Of the tippity tippity tap,
Of Happy Feet.

Honey when we're dancin',
It's so devine,
'Count of we're much closer,
Closer than a quarter to nine...
Love that band,
Down in Dixieland,
Got a rhythm,
Makes you clap your hands.

But there is no rhythm,
I repeat like the,
Tippity tippity tap,
Of Happy Feet

HAPPY FEET, HAPPY FEET,
That's what I said...
HAPPY FEET,
Go to my head.

 HOUSTON......(Lee Hazlewood)

Well, it's lonesome in this big town,
Ev'rybody puts me down,
I'm a face without a name,
Just a-walkin' in the rain...

Going back to HOUSTON,
HOUSTON,
HOUSTON.

Got holes in both of my shoes,
I'm a walkin' case of the blues,
Saw a dollar yesterday,
But the wind blew it away...

Going back to HOUSTON,
HOUSTON,
HOUSTON.

Haven't eaten in about a week,
I'm so hungry when I walk I squeak,
Nobody calls me friend,
It's sad the shape I'm in...

Going back to HOUSTON,
HOUSTON,
HOUSTON.

Got a girl waitin' there for me,
At least she said she's be,
Got a home and a big warm bed,
And a feather pillow for my head...

Going back to HOUSTON,
HOUSTON,
HOUSTON.

Take a bus, or take an ole frieght train,
Thumb a ride or walk, it's all the same,
Going back where they know my face,
And I'm never gonna leave that place...

Going back to HOUSTON,
HOUSTON,
HOUSTON.

MORE TO COME !