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A Love Like This
02:33
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I'm feeling happy
I'm feeling fine
I've got a gal
And all we got to spend is time
I've got a proposition
For a new romance
Gonna lace up my wingtip shoes
Gonna ask that gal to dance
Dance with me now
Please darlin' won't you show me how (yeah)
Spin, spin, spin three or four times for me baby
Oh, you eyes, your smile, your laugh I just adore
The way you sh-sh-shake that thing,
You're pulling on my poor heart strings,
A love like this ain't never been felt before
We can do the west coast,
The east coast ain't so bad
We can shuffle off to buffalo
Or lindy hop instead
We can try a foxtrot
A tango or a waltz
But all's I know is to spin ya round
The missteps ain't my fault
Dance with me now
Please darlin' won't you show me how
Spin, spin, spin three or four times for me baby
Oh, you eyes, your smile, your laugh I just adore
The way you sh-sh-shake that thing,
You're pulling on my poor heart strings,
A love like this ain't never been felt before
No no no no no,
A love like this ain't never been felt before
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Lazy Kind Of Day
03:46
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The sky above is misty blue and hazy
My troubles all seem miles away,
Even Mr. Bumblee Bee acts lazy
This is a lazy kind of day
The breeze is sighing softly through the treetops
In a soft half hearted kind of way
If you listen you can hear a pin drop,
This is a lazy kind of day
A day meant especially to dream in
Everything is quiet and serene
You could be a famous star while scheming
Or you could be a millionaire, close your eyes and dream
A lazy, dazy hammock barely moving
Do not disturb a sign display
Every dream I dream just keeps improving
This is a lazy kind of day.
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Maybe (When I Smile)
04:25
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Some days the skies are grey
Some days they're clear and blue
When things just aren't going my way
'Gonna take a chance, dream a dream on something new
Sure I've had my share of trouble
Played some games I know I couldn't win
This thing called life has been one big struggle
Some names, some times, some coincidence
Maybe....when I smile
The world will smile with me
And maybe, when the dawn breaks
The sun will shine and I can live my dreams
Do you ever feel discontented
Y'got the blues, can't be satisfied
The grass is always so much god damn greener
On the other side
Let me tell ya now, now, now cause that ain't the truth
You got much more than you might think
So you lost your dough and your gal done quit ya
You got yourself and boy you got your dreams
Maybe....when I smile
The world will smile with me
And maybe, when the dawn breaks
The sun will shine and I can live my dreams
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Mean Dean
02:52
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In bridge city, a man you might know
Tough and clean, his name is Dean, on Haight street he did grow
When he was a boy, with his razors he did play,
Dreaming of the man he's known as today
He grew up strong, and proud, grew up firm but fair,
He's sharpening his razors and he's dusting off his chair
If what you desire my friend is the closest cut in town,
Take a seat in his chair, on Haight street he's still found
(Mean Dean) He'll cut you fine
(Mean Dean) Boys get in line
(Mean Dean) Modern men call him
(Mean Dean) He's sharp and quick
(Mean Dean) Gin does the trick
(Mean Dean) Stop by and kill some time
He'll take your cup and fill it up with whiskey to the sky
Not one is stacked like Henry Ford but man we all look fine
(Mean Dean) If you're looking rough
(Mean Dean) He'll clean ya up
Mean Dean of Haight Street
The butcher down the street comes in for a chop
Baker Joe trades his dough for Portland's finest cut
Bankers, Lawyers, fishermen, in Mean Dean they trust
Even priest O'Reily known to have a drink with us
(Mean Dean) He'll cut you fine
(Mean Dean) Boys get in line
(Mean Dean) Modern men call him
(Mean Dean) He's sharp and quick
(Mean Dean) Gin does the trick
(Mean Dean) Stop by and kill some time
He'll take your cup and fill it up with whiskey to the sky
Not one is stacked like Henry Ford but man we all look fine
(Mean Dean) If you're looking rough
(Mean Dean) He'll clean ya up
Mean Dean of Haight Street
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Sugar Sweet
03:02
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Oh she's got something sweet
Something that I hear's a treat
Oh babe lend me a cup of sugar
For my tea
Oh she's got something swell
Can't be beat how can I tell
I don't know but I been told
That woman's sugar is sweet
Oh..
And I know know know that it ain't good for me
But it's just so hard for me to resist
I've had my sights set on that for some old time you'll see
So now I really must insist
Gonna take a walk on down, down, down the street
Grab a cup of that old sugar sweet, oh that sugar sweet, lord lord
I don't care for lemonade
Ain't got no time to make soufflé
All I know is I been told that woman sugar sweet
Cook me rice, bake me beans
I don't care much for these things
It ain't true then I'll be blue
That woman's sugar is sweet
And in that mixing bowl she's stirring up some trouble
And I know that I should walk away from that
But my sweet tooth is crying and it ain't so subtle
Woman's sugars the sweetest I ever had (lord knows it is)
Gonna take a walk on down, down, down the street
Grab a cup of that old sugar sweet
Oh I got a sweet tooth today, yes yes I do. And I believe the Crooners do as well, ain't that right boys?
I want something sweet
I want something sweet
I want something sweet
I want something sweet
I want something sweet (Oh something sweet)
I want something sweet (Oh something sweet)
I want something sweet (Oh something sweet)
I want something sweet (Oh something sweet)
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A stroll along the lake on Sunday afternoon,
Or hearing Benny Goodman play our favorite tune
Oh how you would laugh each time that I’d begin to swoon,
That’s what I miss about you
The little slams you’d throw at every chance you could
I sometimes wondered if your heart was made of wood,
But my love confessions never did me any good,
That’s what I miss about you
I built my castles high in the air,
And you were my queen
But my castles came tumbling down to the ground
You walked out and left me with only a dream
I miss each one of all the things we used to do
Our cups of coffee and our little chats at two
It’s too bad that all my schemes and dreams could not come true
'Cuz darlin’ they’re missing you
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She ain't my baby no more (No, no she ain't)
She ain't my baby no more
She packed her bags for to go away
She said that she gone to stay
She ain't my bay-bay-baby no more
I remember the first time our eyes they did meet
What a feelin' that was
I used to sing the blues, I didn't know what they mean
That woman showed me just what they was
She ain't my baby no more (No, no she ain't)
She ain't my baby no more
Packed her bags for to go away
She said that she gone to stay
She ain't my bay-bay-baby no more
Now you often hear people talkin' bout love and stuff like that
It can bring you lots of joy, bring ya lots of pain
The love I got for that woman it is tough, it is hard to grasp
Love for her s'like poison in my veins
She ain't my baby no more (No, no she ain't)
She ain't my baby no more
Packed her bags for to go away
She said that she gone to stay
She ain't my bay-bay-baby no more
(No she ain't...)
Now I've caught wind of word, word that there's a cure
For a venom bite of this scale
It's a long road back up, it'll test a man of his worth
Time and space, close again the veil
She ain't my baby no more (No, no she ain't)
She ain't my baby no more
Packed her bags for to go away
She said that she gone to stay
She ain't my bay-bay-baby no more
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Jacob Miller and the Bridge City Crooners Portland, Oregon
Portland, OR based Jacob Miller and the Bridge City Crooners play original soul, early rock, and country blues music.
They are no longer active as a group.
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