Pistol Packin' Mama

Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.
She kicked out my windshield; she hit me over the head.
She cussed and cried and said I lied, and wished that I was dead.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.
Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancing with a blonde.
Until one night she shot out the light - BANG! That blonde was gone.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.
I'll see you every night, babe, I'll woo you every day.
I'll be your reg'lar daddy, if you put that gun away.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.
Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right, and now I'm on the run.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.
Now there was old Al Dexter, he always had his fun
But with some lead she shot him dead, his honkin' days are done.
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down.

Please Be Kind

This is my first affair - please be kind
Handle my heart with care - please be kind

This is all so grand
My dreams are on parade
If you'll just understand
They'll never, never fade

So tell me your love's sincere - please be kind
Tell me I needn't fear - please be kind

'Cause if you leave me dear, I know my heart - will lose its mind
If you love me - please be kind

Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone

Please don't talk about me when I'm gone,
Oh, honey though our friendship ceases, from now on;
And, listen, if you can't say anything real nice,
It's better not to talk at all, is my advice.

We're parting, you go your way I'll go mine,
it's best that we do;
Here's a kiss! I hope that this brings lots of luck to you.

Makes no difference how I carry on,
Remember, please don't talk about me when I'm gone.

Pocketful Of Miracles

Da yat da-da-ya, yat-di yah
Da dat da-da-da, di-yat-dah

Pee-rac-ti-cal-I-ty de-us-n't int'rest me,
Loves the life that I lead.
I've got a pocket full of miracles,
And with a pocket full of miracles,
One little miracle a day is all...I need!

Tree-rou-bles, more or less,
Bee-ah-ther me, I guess
When the sun doesn't shine.
But there's that pocket full of miracles,
And with a pocket full of miracles
The world's a bright and shiny apple that's mine...all mine.

I hear sleigh bells ringing, smack in the middle of May!
I go around like there's snow around,
I feel so good, it's Christmas every day!

Lee-ife's a carousel, fee-ar as I can tell
And I'm ridin' for free.
So if you're down and out of miracles
I've got a pocketful of miracles,
And there'll be miracles enough
For you...and...me

(I hear sleigh bells ringing)
A-Smack in the middle of May!
I go around like there's snow around,
(I feel so good, it's Christmas every day!)

Mmm, Lee-ife's a carousel, fee-ar as I can tell
And I'm ridin' for free.
(I've got a pocketful of miracles,)
But if I had to pick a miracle,
My favorite miracle of all is you...and...me.

Poinciana

Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love
Pale moon is casting shadows from above

Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat
Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.

Love is everywhere, it's magic perfume fills the air
To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care!

Poinciana, from now until the dawning day,
I'll learn to love forever, come what may

Love is everywhere, it's magic perfume fills the air
To and fro you sway, my heart's in time, I've learned to care!

Poinciana, from now until the dawning day,
I'll learn to love forever, come what may.

Poinciana!

Polkadots And Moonbeams

A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon"
Suddenly I saw - polka dots and moonbeams
All around a pug-nosed dream
The music started, and was I the perplexed one
I held my breathe, and said "May I have the next one?"
In my frightened arms - polka dots and moonbeams
Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of other dancers
As we floated over the floor
There were questions but my heart knew all the answers
And perhaps a few things more
Now in a cottage, built of lilacs and laughter
I know the meaning, of the words: "ever after"
And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams
When I kiss my pug-nosed dream

Poor Butterfly

Poor Butterfly
'Neath the blossoms waiting
Poor Butterfly
For she loved him so
The moments pass into hours
The hours pass into years
And as she smiles through her tears
She murmurs low
The moon and I
Know that he'll be faithful
I know he'll come to me
By and by
But if he don't come back
Then I'll never sigh or cry
I just must die
Poor Butterfly

Poor You

Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me, for you will never know what loving you can be.
Poor you, you'll never know your charms,
You'll never feel your warmth, you're never in your arms.
When it is you I'm kissing, I pity you constantly,
You don't know what you're missing, `cause you're only kissing poor me.
Poor you, you live your whole life through,
And yet you'll never know the thrill of loving you.

Pretty Colors

I close my eyes and just see pretty colors,
They're dancing just for me, pretty colors (pretty
colors)
Locked in my mind they'll always be,
You'll never give your love to me,
So I'll just close my eyes and just see pretty colors
(pretty colors).
Locked in my mind they'll always be,
You'll never give your love to me,
So I'll just close my eyes and just see pretty colors
(pretty colors)
Pretty colors (pretty colors), pretty colors

Prisoner Of Love

Alone from night to night you'll find me too weak to break the chains that bind me.
I need no shackles to remind me, I'm just a prisoner of love.
For one command, I stand and wait now from one who's master of my fate now.
I can't escape for it's too late now, I'm just a prisoner of love.
What's the good of my caring if someone is sharing those arms with me.
Although she has another, I can't find another for I'm not free.
She's in my dreams awake or sleeping, upon my knees to her I'm creeping,
My very life is in her keeping, I'm just a prisoner of love.