Bring me all of your dreams
Hold fast to dreams
The spring is not so beautiful there
The sea is a wilderness of waves
Off the coast of Ireland
He sat upon the rolling deck
Once you were young
This ancient hag
The low beating of the tom-toms
To fling my arms wide
I have known rivers
Let's go see old Abe
Aunt Sue has a head full of stories
It was a long time ago
I, too, sing America
I had my clothes cleaned
When Susanna Jones wears red
Let the rain kiss you
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune
Ma baby lives across de river
The railroad bridge's
Sun's a settin'
At de feet O' Jesus
I ask you this
Glory! Hallelujah!
Ma Lord ain't no stuck up man
Albert!
Well, son, I'll tell you
Hold fast to dreams
We have tomorrow.