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Harry Connick Jr.

Let Them Talk – Harry Connick Jr.

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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The Christmas Waltz – Harry Connick Jr.

Frosted windowpanes
Candles gleaming inside
Painted candy canes on the tree
Santa’s on his way
He’s filled his sleigh with things
Things for you and me

It’s that time of year
When the world falls in love
Ev’ry song you hear seems to say
Merry Christmas
May your New Year dreams come true
And this song of mine
In three-quarter time
Wishes you and yours
The same thing too

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Careless Love – Harry Connick Jr.

Love oh love careless love
Love oh love careless love
Love oh love oh careless love
See what careless love has done

Once I wore my apron low [3x]
I couldn’t keep you from my door

What oh what will mama say [3x]
When she learns I’ve gone astray

I love my mama and papa too [3x]
See what I get for lovin’ you

Now I wear my apron high [3x]
You pass my door you walk on by

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Won’t You Come Home, Bill Bailey? – Harry Connick Jr.

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]

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