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| Di-Tanjong Katong Di tnajong katong air nya biru Di situ lah tempat menuci mata Chorus Dua tiga kucing berlari Mana nak sama si kucing belang Dua tiga boleh ku cari Mana nak sama adik (abang) sa-rong Di tnajong katong air nya biru Di situ lah tempat hilangkan rindu Di tnajong katong pasir nya sedih Di situ lah tempat hilangkan rindu Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head And just like the guy whose feet are Too big for his shoes Nothing seems to fit Those raindrops keep falling So I just keep talking to the sun I said I didn�t like the way He got things done Sleeping on the job Those raindrops keep falling On my head they keep falling But there�s one thing I know The blues they sent to meet me won�t defeat me It won�t be long till happiness stops up to greet me Raindrops keep falling on my head But that doesn�t mean my eyes will soon turning red Crying is not for me �Cos I�m never gonna to stop the Rain by complaining Because I�m free, nothing�s worrying me Patches Down by the river that flows by the coal yard Stand wooden houses with shutters drawn down There lives a girl everybody calls Patches Patches my darling of old shanty town We plan to marry when June brought the summer I couldn�t want to make Patches my bride Now I don�t see how that ever can happen My folks say no, and my heart breaks inside Chorus Patches, what can I do? I�ll swear I�ll always love you But a girl from that place Would just bring me disgrace So my folks won�t let me love you All night I cry as I think of that Shanty And pretty Patches there watching the door She doesn�t know that I can�t come to meet her Patches must think I don�t love no more I heard a neighbour telling my father He said a girl name of Patches was found Floating face downwards In that dirty old river Down by the boat yard in old Shanty Town Chorus Patches, what can I do? I�ll swear I�ll always love you It may not be right But I�ll join you tonight Patches I�ll join you tonight |
| Oh Susanna I�ve come from Alabama, with banjo on my knee I�m going to Louisana, my true love for to see Chorus Oh Susanna Oh don�t you cry for me I�ve come from Alabama, with My banjo on my knee It rained all night the day I left the weather it was dry The sun so hot I�ll froze to death Susanna don�t you cry (Chorus) I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I was Susanna A-coming down the hill The buckwheat cake was in her Mouth a tear was in her eyes Says I�m coming from the South Susanna don�t you cry We Are Here For Fun We�re here for fun right from the start So drop your dignity Just laugh and sing with all your hearts And show your loyalty All others campfires we�ve enjoyed Let this one be the best Join in the song we sing tonight Be happy with the rest Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning up with the lark I think I�ll take a walk in the park Hey! Hey! Hey! It�s a beautiful day I�ve someone waiting for me And when I see her I know that she will say Chorus Hey! Hey! Hey! Beautiful Sunday Hi! Hi! Hi! Beautiful Sunday This is my! my! my! beautiful day When you say! Say! Say! Say! Say that you love me Oh� my! my!my! beautiful day Birds are singing and you are by my side Let�s take the car and go for a ride Hey! Hey! Hey! Beautiful Sunday We�ll drive on and follow the sun (Chorus) When A Child Is Born A ray of rope, flickers in the sky A tiny star lights up way up high All across the land dawns a brand new moon This comes to pass when a child is born A silent wish sails the seven seas The winds of change whisper in the trees And the walls of doubt crumble, toss and turn This comes to pass when a child is born A rosy hue settles all around You�ve got to feel you�re on solid ground For a spell or two no one seems forlorn This comes to pass when a child is born It�s all a dream an illusion now It must come true sometime soon somehow All across the land dawns a brand new moon This comes to pass when a child is born |