Be With You

BE WITH YOU - Written by Carroll Bryant 

Morning dew, morning eyes

Sun shinning bright

Not a cloud in the sky
Oh darling, what a wonderful night last night

Touching, kissing

Loving so right

Oh darling, you make me feel alive

Be with you

I only want to be with you 

No other girl will ever do

You know this is true

Be with you

I only want to be with you

Girl, your love is so warm and new

All I want to do is to be with you

Midnight moon, making love

Time is so sweet 

When we can't get enough

Oh darling, what a wonderful life this time

Holding, breathing

Moment so right

Oh darling, you're burning up my mind

Be with you

I only want to be with you 

No other girl will ever do

You know this is true

Be with you

I only want to be with you

Girl, your love is so warm and new

All I want to do is to be with you

Everyday is a love bouquet filled with soft hugs and kisses

Every night is such a delight 

Before you - I didn't know what was missing in my life 

 Morning dew, morning eyes

Sun shinning bright

Not a cloud in the sky
Oh darling, what a wonderful night last night

Touching, kissing

Loving so right

Oh darling, you make me feel alive

Be with you

I only want to be with you 

No other girl will ever do

You know this is true

Be with you

I only want to be with you

Girl, your love is so warm and new

All I want to do is to be with you

American Yankee

AMERICAN YANKEE - Written by Carroll Bryant

Take it or leave it

You can't believe it

Has justice really gone this bad?

It's the saddest day in every way

And freedom has been all but bagged

The price that you're paying

Well, you're not saying

I suppose the truth is still there

But it's the way that it's done that is leaving you stunned

Are you the only one who cares?

This is America the great

It stinks in here, I have to say

This is a Yankee Doodle place

There's nothing left but a lonely face 

This is America the great

It has become a pure disgrace

This is a Yankee Doodle thing

There's nothing left to brag about 

Love it or leave it

You can't conceive it

Has everyone just gone insane?

The power of the people cannot develop 

While the government keeps playing its games

Too much red tape to investigate

And the flag can no longer wave

It's the way of the new land you ignorant young man

Just slaves right to your graves

This is America the great

Too bad you can't make your escape

This is a Yankee Doodle date

With another communist face

This is America the great

Come on in, you know you're late

This is a Yankee Doodle drink

Without your hat it's hard to think

Uncle Sam is on the rise my friend

Telling lies again

The way it always is and has always been

Father time has left our side again

Can't face the bitter end

The way it always is and has always been

And will again

Take it or leave it

You can't retrieve it

The thought of it just gets you down

 It's the constitution of the new revolution 

That keeps on coming back around

This is America the great

It stinks in here, I have to say

This is a Yankee Doodle place

There's nothing left but a lonely face

This is America the great

It has become a pure disgrace

This is a Yankee Doodle thing

There's nothing left to brag about

Nothing left to sing about

Sycamore Street

SYCAMORE STREET - Written by Carroll Bryant

You touched my heart

Blew kisses in the wind

And it felt like love

Then I close my eyes again

You were the lucky one

And I thought about all the things that we done

Reason seems to try and run

At the touch of a hand

I thought you would understand because I don't

The house is empty still

It's a curse that some believe

And I know that it was wrong

To go back to Sycamore Street

You were the lonely one

And I thought about the way that it was

Things seem to come undone

At the touch of a hand

I hoped you would understand because I don't 

And the memories seem to come

It's a curse that some believe

And I know that it was wrong

To come back to Sycamore Street

And I know that it was wrong

Walking away from Sycamore Street

You were the lucky one

And I knew you well when we were young

Reason seems to be so dumb

You were the lonely one

And I thought about all the things that we done

Reason seems to try and run

At the touch of a hand

I wanted you to understand because I don't

The house is empty still

It's a curse that some believe

And I know that it was wrong

Walking away from Sycamore Street

And I know that it was wrong

Walking away from Sycamore Street