In Time The Rockies May Crumble, Gibraltar

S Wonderful! 's Marvelous! That You Should Care For Me!

The Future Of This Nation, With The Present Generation, You Must Admit Is Nothing But A Joke

Summertime And The Livin' Is Easy, Fish Are Jumpin', And The Cotton Is High.

If You'll Promise Not To Cry, Baby, I Will Kiss You By-and-by—maybe! Though You're Six Feet Three, You Will Always Be Nothing But A Baby, Dear, To Me.

Holding Hands At Midnight 'neath A Starry Sky... Nice Work If You Can Get It And You Can Get It -- If You Try.