1929, Annette Hanshaw, Daddy Won't You Please Come Home, Am I Blue, HD 78rpm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CITQeWPYp0I
LYRICS
When night is creepin' And I should be sleepin' in bed If you were peepin' You'd find that I'm weepin' instead
My lovin' daddy left his baby again Said he'd come back, but he forgot to say when Night after night, I'm cryin' Daddy, won't you please come home? Daddy, won't you please come home? I'm so lonesome
No one can fill that vacant chair Home isn't home when you're not there No need to knock, the door is open for you Please, daddy
Even the clock keeps tickin' Daddy, won't you please come home? Daddy, do you have to roam so very long? There's lots of other new sheiks who would like to be sheikin' Haven't slipped yet, but I'm liable to weaken Daddy, daddy, won't you please come home?
Please, daddy Even the clock keeps tickin' Daddy, won't you please come home? Daddy, do you have to roam so very long? There's lots of other new sheiks who would like to be sheikin' Haven't slipped yet, but I'm liable to weaken Daddy, daddy, won't you please come home? "That's All"
Hello Monday, may I ask You a question? Why are You always back so quickly? Don't You have a hobby, or something? Have a week full of many moment's that move You, smile's and hug's...
Fijne week lieve vrienden ❤️ Mooie, fijne week in harmonie. Groeten uit St. Martin en altijd liefdevol en met respect ❤️ ❤️XoXO Dayenne ❤️Sebastiaan Terug naar het overzicht
I hope you had a great weekend, and looking forward to September....I will once the 100 plus degree days end...hopefully by the middle of the month...but we will see...
The eye's tell a story of memorie's and dream's, picture perfect moment's and those to be seen.
Captured in a blink and bottled with cloudy love, envisioned in a breath and felt with the beating heart.
As the present and unfolding future undoubtedly are told, as the past shape's and desire's new memorie's surly evolve.
The creator, the dreamer, the eternal believer's are, as delight's in the thought's of what's known could truly become.
For known passionately, deeply and oh so lovingly so, that dream's were white cloud's and the blue sky would surely glow.
For as long as one envisioned and spoke with holy word's, anything was possible in this divinely infinite world.
Beneath the moon's glow
where world's transform and
shadow's flow. Pale and wise,
whisper's secret's only the
star's do know, yet hide.
Sent on wing's and a prayer,
for now You know,
mircale's do happen,
this I do know, just never
give up on Hope....
Had a wonderful day today, my grand daughter turned 4, spent the whole day with her and family. Hope that Your weekend turned out to be kind to You, good night and sweet dream's. Hug's and smile's...
was a nice day humid but september around the corner/. tomorrow i go bowling then lunch with the seniors. my son will be by later its monday. have a good night.
