Oh, little girl, in that case I don't want no part
I do believe that that would only break my heart
Oh, but if you feel like lovin' me
If you got the notion
I second that emotion
One day, beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky
We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
I saw her walking on down the line
You know I saw her for the very first time
A pretty little girl standing all alone
Hey baby, baby, can I take you home?
I never saw her, never really saw her
My baby does the hanky panky
Yeah, my baby does the hanky panky
All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on, baby (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don't fear the reaper)
We'll be able to fly (don't fear the reaper)
Baby, I'm your man
When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening
I jump into my car and I throw in my guitar
My heartbeat in time with my breathing
Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turning music into gold
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of castles in the air
I've got a dream I want the world to share
And castle walls just lead me to despair
Precious and few are the moments we two can share
Quiet and blue, like the sky, I'm hung over you
And if I can't find my way back home, it just wouldn't be fair
'Cause precious and few are the moments we two can share
Cover me, when I run
Cover me, through the fire
Something knocked me out the trees
Now I'm on my knees
Cover me, darling please
Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey?
Got out of town on a boat, going to Southern islands
Sailing a reach before a following sea
She was making for the trades on the outside
And the downhill run to Papeete
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Were people saying, My God, that's tough
She stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
Some not mentioned from my youth:
Stiller and Meara
Burns and Schreiber
The Smothers Brothers
Bob and Ray
Allen and Rossi (who were on after The Beatles on Ed Sullivan)