الأغاني:
Alley Live

: Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me I don??t blame them goodness knows My honeysuckle rose Fly was dropping side

: Oh ooh, had I a golden thread And a needle so fine I would weave a magic spell Of rainbow design Of rainbow design In it I would weave the courage

: The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hand I used to hold Since

Blue skies smiling on me Nothing but blue skies do I see Blue birds singing a song Nothing but blue skies from now on. I never saw the sun shining

My man don't love me He treats me so mean My man don't love me He treats me so mean Well he's the, lowest man That I've ever seen He wears high

Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me I don??t blame them goodness knows My honeysuckle rose Fly was dropping side when

I see trees that are green, red roses too I watch them bloom for me and you And I think to myself, what a wonderful world I hear babies cry, I watch

Tall trees in Georgia, They grow so high They shade me so And sadly walking Through the thicket I go The sweetest love I ever had I left aside

You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in the fields of gold So she