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(POP) Russ Morgan - Cruising Down The River

Russ Morgan - Cruising Down The River (1949)

Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon 
With one you love, the sun above waiting for the moon 
The old accordian playing a sentimental tune 
Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon 
The birds above all sing of love, a gentle sweet refrain 
The winds around all make a sound like softly falling rain 
Just two of us together, we'll plan a honeymoon 
Cruising down the river on a Sunday afternoon

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(POP) Boston Pops Orchetra - Sleigh Ride

Boston Pops Orchetra - Sleigh Ride (1949)

(POP) Bing Crosby - Mule Train

Bing Crosby - Mule Train (1949)

(Hyah, hyah) Mule train!! (Hyah, hyah) Mule train!! 
Clippety cloppin' over hill and plain 
Seems as how they never stop, clippety clop, clippety clop 
Clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety cloppin' along 

There's a plug o'chaw tobacky for a rancher in Corona 
A ghee-tar for a cowboy 'way out in Arizona 
A dress of calico for a pretty Navajo 
Get along, mule! , get along 

Mule train!! (Hyah, hyah) Mule train!! 
Clippety cloppin' o'er the mountain chain 
Soon they're gonna reach the top, clippety clop, clippety clop 
Clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety cloppin' along 

There's some cotton thread and needles for the folks in way-out-yonder 
A shovel for a miner who left his home to wander 
Some rheumatism pills for the settlers in the hills 
Get along, mule!! , get along 

Mule train!! (Hyah, hyah) Mule train!! 
Clippety cloppin' through the wind and rain 
They'll keep goin' till they drop, clippety clop, clippety clop 
Clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety cloppin' along 

There's a letter full of sadness trimmed with black around the border 
A pair of boots for someone who had them made to order 
A bible in the pack for the Reverend Mr. Black 
Get along, mule! , get along 

Get along, mule, get along!! (mule train) 

(Hyah, hyah) 
(Hyah, hyah) 

FADE 

(COUNTRY) Wayne Raney - Why Don't You Haul Off And Love Me

Wayne Raney - Why Don’t You Haul Off And Love Me (1949)

They say a love bug will get you at the age of forty-three
I'm not telling my age but something got a hold of me
I'm just craving some loving in that old fashion way
Honey, linger near and listen to all I have to say.

Why don't you haul off and love me one more time
Why don't you squeeze me until I'm turning blind
If you don't cuddle up and love me like I want you to do
I'm gonna haul off and die over you.

--- Instrumental ---

Now darling come a little closer put your little hand in mine
Let me feel your arms about me honey please don't change your mind
For my lovesick heart's a throbbin' as I hold you close to mine
Found I'm havin' lot of lovin' waitin' for me on the line.

Why don't you haul off and love me one more time
Why don't you squeeze me until I'm turning blind
If you don't cuddle up and love me like I want you to do
I'm gonna haul off and die over you.

--- Instrumental ---

Now I can feel your warm lips near me hear you breathe so soft and fine
I can feel the matrimony crawlin' up and down my spine
I don't believe that love will hurt you cause it feels so nice and kind
Seems mighty close to heaven when your love is on the line.

Why don't you haul off and love me one more time
Why don't you squeeze me until I'm turning blind
If you don't cuddle up and love me like I want you to do
I'm gonna haul off and die over you...

(COUNTRY) Hank Williams - Wedding Bells

Hank Williams - Wedding Bells (1949)

I have the invitation that you sent me
You wanted me to see you change your name
I couldn't stand to see you wed another
But dear I hope you're happy just the same

Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
That should be ringing out for you and me
Down the aisle with someone else you're walking
Those wedding bell will never ring for me

I planned a little cottage in the valley
I even bought a little band of gold
I thought some day I'd place it on your finger
But now the future looks so dark and cold

Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
I hear the children laughing out with glee
At home alone I hang my head in sorrow
Those wedding bells will never ring for me

I fancy that I see a bunch of roses
A blossom from an orange tree in your hair
And while the organ plays I love you truly
Please let me pretend that I am there

Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
Ever since the day you set me free
I knew someday that you would wed another
But wedding bells will never ring for me