Wrought Iron Rag Lyrics & Chords By Wilbur De Paris

When the only sound on the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop The moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward...read more

Love is a many-splendored thing, It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring, Love is nature's way of giving, a reason to be living, The golden crown that makes...read more

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April skies are in your eyes But darling, don't be blue Don't cry, Oh honey please Don't be that way Clouds in the sky Should never make you feel that way The...read more

There's a new dance called the New Bolero, At the Savoy; It's a killer with a new kind o' joy, It's takin' the town! Night after night, While the ickies wonder...read more