The Hit Singles Collection

oh the shark babe, has such teeth, dear and he shows them pearly white just a jack knife has old macheath, babe and he keeps it out of sight you know when the shark bites with his teeth, babe scarlet billows start to spread fancy gloves though wears

In a cavern down by a canyon Excavatin' for a mine, There lived a miner from North Carolina And his daughter, chubby Clementine. Now every mornin', just about dawnin' A'when the sun begins to shine You know she would rouse up, wake all a dem cows up

Up a lazy river by the old mill run Lazy river in the noon day sun Linger awhile in the shade of a tree Throw away your troubles, dream with me. Up a lazy river where the robin's song Wakes the mornin', we roll along. Maybe blue skies above, Everyone

Somewhere beyond the sea Somewhere waiting for me My lover stands on golden sands And watches the ships that go sailin' Somewhere beyond the sea She's there watching for me If I could fly like birds on a high Then straight to her arms I'd go sailing

Eighteen yellow roses came today Eighteen yellow roses in a pretty bouquet When the boy came to the door I didn't know what to say But eighteen yellow roses came today I opened up the card to see what it said I couldn't believe my eyes When I had rea

Hey, Bill Bailey, Don't look now but somebody's callin' you Who? Why, your lady friend, that's who If I were you, if I were you, I'd get my little old self home Won't you come home, Bill Bailey Won't you come home? She moans the whole day long I'll d

When you see, a gentleman bee, 'Round a lady bee buzzin' Just count to ten, then, count again: There's sure to be an even dozen! Multiplication- that's the name of the game! And each generation- it's played the same! Now, there was two butterflies, c

Alone in the world was poor little Anne As sweet a young child as you'd find. Her parents had gone to their final reward Leavin' their baby behind. (Did you hear?) This poor little child was only nine years of age When mother and dad went away; Still

Every night I hope and pray A dream lover will come my way A girl to hold in my arms And know the magic of her charms 'Cause I want (yeah-yeah, yeah) A girl (yeah-yeah, yeah) To call (yeah-yeah, yeah) My own (yeah-yeah) I want a dream lover So I don'

(#9 in 1958) Well, you can talk about your Julie and your Peggy Sue. You can keep your Miss Molly and your Mary Lou. Can your prom do the chicken or doin' the bop? I got a girl they call the queen of the hop. (chorus) Oh well I love my queen. Do you