Cooking With Jet Lyrics & Chords By Jim Lang

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must...read more

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high There's a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream Really...read more

Night and stars above that shine so bright The myst'ry of their fading light That shines upon our caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep Across the sand so I may keep ...read more

And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we're apart You wander down...read more

I left my heart in San Francisco. High on a hill it calls to me to be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars! The morning fog may chill the air, I don't care! ...read more