Harry
Connick Jr. - Working In The Coal Mine
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Five o'clock in the mornin'
already up and gone
Lord I'm so tired how long
can this go on
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Y'know I make a little money
haulin' coal by the ton
When saturday rolls around
I'm too tired for havin' fun
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Five o'clock in the mornin'
I'm already up and gone
Lord I'm so tired how long
can this go on
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Workin' in a coalmine goin'
down down down
Workin' in a coalmine whew
about to slip down
Harry
Connick Jr. - Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey?
On one summer's day,
The Sun was shinin' fine,
The lady love of old Bill
Bailey
Was hangin' clothes on the
line
In her back yard,
And weepin' hard.
She married a B&O brakeman
That took and throwed her
down,
Bellerin' like a prune-fed
calf
With a big gang hanging
round
And to that crowd,
She hollered loud
[Chorus:]
Won't you come home, Bill
Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day
long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth
comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please
come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach
and footman
Hear that lady squeal.
He's all alone
I heard her groan.
She hollered through the
door
Bill Bailey, is you sore?
Stop a minute, listen to
me
Won't I see you no more?
Bill winks his eye
As he heard her cry
[Chorus]
Harry
Connick Jr. - Something You Got
Something you got
Makes me work all day
Something you got
Makes me bring home all
my pay
Something you got
Say you ought to know now
Whoa, whoa, my, my
Whoa, you know I love you
so
Something you got
Keep me home every night
Something you got
Makes everythin' all right
Something you got
Say you ought to know now
You ought to know now
Whoa, whoa, my, my
Whoa I love you so
Harry
Connick Jr. - Let Them Talk
Let them talk if they want
to
Talk don't bother me
I want the whole wide world
to know
That I love you so
Let them whisper
For they know not what's
Between you and I
I'll keep on loving you
Until the day I die
They're tryin' to breakup
our romance
But they don't have a chance
We have the kind of love
That's so strong
We'll be together from now
on
Idle gossip comes from the
devil's workshop
But true love will make
it stop
I want the whole wide world
to know
That I love you so
They're envious of ev'rything
we do
But it's so wonderful (wonderful)
When you love some one (love
someone)
When that someone loves
you.
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