Sunday Music Written by 63mago It’s raining. And cold. And Grey. Time for a little sentimental melodie. Oscar MOORE (Ger., Eng.) together with Gerald WIGGINS (Ger., Eng.) and Joe COMFORT (Eng.), Burbank 1965, “That’s All”. Hope you enjoy. Have a good week. * * Advertisements 9 thoughts on “Sunday Music” Ugh–I could do with it being a little rainy, cold and gray again. I’m not keen on this sweltering heat. Very nice, almost sounds like Bosa Nova. Wish I was at the beach. Not gray here but 94 and humid. I am not going outside. Hot and isolated showers for the next 10 days, The famous saying goes if it rains on St Swithins day (yesterday, and it did!) it will rain continuously for 40 days. Will flick through holiday brochures later. St Swithun’s day if thou dost rain For forty days it will remain St Swithun’s day if thou be fair For forty days ’twill rain nae mare You have a good week too! Raine I often find myself humming this tune around the house…. What does one do to celebrate St. Swithins Day? the lyrics written by alan brandt and bob haymes in 1952 “That’s All” I can only give you love that lasts forever, And a promise to be near each time you call. And the only heart I own For you and you alone That’s all, That’s all… I can only give you country walks in springtime And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall; And a love whose burning light Will warm the winter’s night That’s all, That’s all. There are those I am sure who have told you, They would give you the world for a toy. All I have are these arms to enfold you, And a love time can never destroy. If you’re wondering what I’m asking in return, dear, You’ll be glad to know that my demands are small. Say it’s me that you’ll adore, For now and evermore That’s all, That’s all. lovely song, sugar! xoxoxo No heat this year in Franconia – well at least until August, Fayce. It has swing, XL. Hot and humid – an uncomfortable combination, Joyce. St. Swithin? I’ll have a look into the Catrholic Encyclopedia, Mitzi. He lived in a cave? Yes Sir, Raine 🙂 Take care. Let me hug you, dear ((Princess)). I’ll let you know when I have read the encyclopedia, Mistress. Ha – I did not know the lyrics, Savannah. Comments are closed.