Текст песни Baltimore Oriole - Hoagy Carmichael
                                                Baltimore 
                                                Oriole
 
                                    
                                
                                                Took 
                                                    a 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                mercury, 
                                                forty 
                                                below.
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                life 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                lady
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                be 
                                                draggin' 
                                                her 
                                                feathers 
                                                around 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                snow.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Leavin' 
                                                me 
                                                blue, 
                                                off 
                                                she 
                                                flew
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                Tangipaho, 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                Louisiana.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                two 
                                                timin' 
                                                Jaybird
 
                                    
                                
                                                Met 
                                                the 
                                                divine 
                                                Miss 
                                                O.
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                like 
                                                to 
                                                ruffle 
                                                his 
                                                plumage
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                Baltimore 
                                                Oriole.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Messed 
                                                around 
                                                with 
                                                that 
                                                big 
                                                guy
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                he 
                                                singed 
                                                her 
                                                wings.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forgivin' 
                                                is 
                                                easy 
                                                it's 
                                                    a 
                                                woman 
                                                like, 
                                                now 
                                                and 
                                                then
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could 
                                                happen 
                                                to, 
                                                thing.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Send 
                                                her 
                                                back 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Home 
                                                ain't 
                                                home 
                                                without 
                                                her 
                                                warbling.
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                she 
                                                can 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                    a 
                                                lonely 
                                                man 
                                                happy, 
                                                Baltimore 
                                                Oriole.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                that 
                                                bough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fly 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                daddy 
                                                now.
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Bridge)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Send 
                                                her 
                                                back 
                                                home, 
                                                and 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Home 
                                                ain't 
                                                home 
                                                without 
                                                her 
                                                warbling.
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                she 
                                                can 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                    a 
                                                lonely 
                                                man 
                                                happy, 
                                                Baltimore 
                                                Oriole.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                bough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fly 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                daddy 
                                                now.
 
                                    
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