I Talk To The Trees 1951 'Paint Your Wagon'

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 12 Oct 2003

I talk to the trees,
but they don't listen to me,
I talk to the stars,
but they never hear me.
The breeze hasn't time
to stop to hear what I say,
I talk to them all in vain.
But suddenly my words
reach someone else's ear;
Touch someone else's heart strings too.
I tell you my dreams
and while you're list'ning to me,
I suddenly see them come true.

I can see us on an April night,
lookin' out across a rollin' farm.
Havin' supper in the candlelight,
walkin' later arm in arm.
Then I'll tell you
how I passed the day,
thinkin' mainly how the night would be.
And I'll try to find the words to say,
all the things you mean to me.

I talk to the trees,
but they don't listen to me,
I talk to the stars,
but they never hear me.
The breeze hasn't time
to stop to hear what I say,
I talk to them all in vain.
But suddenly my words
reach someone else's ear;
Touch someone else's heart strings too.
I tell you my dreams
and while you're list'ning to me,
I suddenly see them come true.

Soft karaoke
Words
nyl guit 1
brass
jazz guit
str 1
str 2
pizz
lyric
drums
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I Talk To The Trees 1951
from "Paint Your Wagon"
Music by Frederick Loewe
Lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner
copyright 1951 by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe
Chappell and Co.Inc. Publisher and owner of allied
rights throughout the world.
sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 12 October 2003 at 09.56
in association with Doug Grierson
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