What Are You Doing Sunday
Alone with a sky of romance above
Alone
Alone on a night that was meant for love
There must be someone waiting
Who feels the way I do
Whoever you are, are you, are you...
Alone
Alone on this night that we two could share
Alone
Alone with your kiss that could make me care
And when you come I'll promise to be your very own
Alone
Alone with a heart meant for you
Alone.
An American Trilogy
Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
In Dixieland I'll take my stand to live and die in Dixie
For Dixieland, I was born
Early Lord one frosty morn
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
You know your daddy's bound to die
But all my trials Lord, soon will be over
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on