Pinwheel of Death

Mitch Miller


SONGS

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Writers Mort Dixon, Harry Woods

Genres Standard, Choral

Recorded 1960

Lyrics I'M LOOKING OVER
A FOUR-LEAF CLOVER
THAT I OVERLOOKED BEFORE
ONE LEAF IS SUNSHINE,
THE SECOND IS RAIN,
THIRD IS THE ROSES
THAT GROW IN THE LANE.

NO NEED EXPLAINING,
THE ONE REMAINING
IS SOMEBODY I ADORE.
I'M LOOKING OVER
A FOUR-LEAF CLOVER
THAT I OVERLOOKED BEFORE.
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Writers Maude Nugent

Genres Standard, Choral, Seasons, Marriage

Recorded 1959

Lyrics JUST DOWN AROUND THE CORNER
OF THE STREET I RESIDE,
THERE LIVES THE CUTEST
LITTLE GIRL
I HAVE EVER SPIED
HER NAME IS ROSE O'GRADY
AND I DON'T MIND TELLING YOU,
THAT SHE'S THE SWEETEST
LITTLE ROSE
THE GARDEN EVER GREW.
I NEVER SHALL FORGET THE DAY
SHE PROMISED TO BE MINE,
AS WE SAT TELLING LOVE TALES,
IN THE GOLDEN SUMMER TIME..
'TWAS ON HER FINGER
THAT I PLACED A SMALL ENGAGEMENT RING,
WHILE IN THE TREES,
THE LITTLE BIRDS
THIS SONG THEY SEEMED TO SING!

SWEET ROSIE O'GRADY,
MY DEAR LITTLE ROSE,
SHE'S MY STEADY LADY,
MOST EVERYONE KNOWS.
AND WHEN WE ARE MARRIED,
HOW HAPPY WE'LL BE
I LOVE SWEET ROSIE O'GRADY,
AND ROSIE O'GRADY,
LOVES ME!
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Writers Ernest R. Ball, George Graff Jr., Chauncey Olcott

Genres Standard, Ballad, Choral, Seasons

Recorded 1960

Lyrics verse 1:
THERE'S A TEAR IN YOUR EYE,
AND I'M WONDERING WHY,
FOR IT NEVER SHOULD BE THERE
AT ALL.
WITH SUCH POW'R IN YOUR SMILE,
SURE A STONE YOU'D BEGUILE,
SO THERE'S NEVER A TEARDROP
SHOULD FALL.
WHEN YOUR SWEET LILTING LAUGHTER'S
LIKE SOME FAIRY SONG,
AND YOUR EYES TWINKLE BRIGHT
AS CAN BE
YOU SHOULD LAUGH ALL THE WHILE
AND ALL OTHER TIMES SMILE,
AND NOW SMILE A SMILE FOR ME.

Chorus:
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
SURE IT'S LIKE A MORN IN SPRING.
IN THE LILT OF IRISH LAUGHTER
YOU CAN HEAR THE ANGELS SING.
WHEN IRISH HEARTS ARE HAPPY,
ALL THE WORLD SEEMS BRIGHT
AND GAY
AND WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING,
SURE THEY STEAL YOUR HEART AWAY.

verse 2:
FOR YOUR SMILE IS A PART
OF THE LOVE IN YOUR HEART,
AND IT MAKES EVEN SUNSHINE
MORE BRIGHT.
LIKE THE LINET'S SWEET SONG,
CROONING ALL DAY LONG,
COMES YOUR LAUGHTER
SO TENDER AND LIGHT.
FOR THE SPRINGTIME OF LIFE
IS THE SWEETEST OF ALL,
THERE IS NE'ER
A REAL CARE
OR REGRET
AND WHILE SPRINGTIME IS OURS
THROUGHOUT ALL OF YOUTH'S HOURS,
LET US SMILE EACH CHANCE WE GET.

Chorus:
WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
SURE IT'S LIKE A MORN IN SPRING.
IN THE LILT OF IRISH LAUGHTER
YOU CAN HEAR THE ANGELS SING.
WHEN IRISH HEARTS ARE HAPPY,
ALL THE WORLD SEEMS BRIGHT
AND GAY
AND WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING,
SURE THEY STEAL YOUR HEART AWAY.