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Daniel O'Donnell
Daniel O'Donnell


Background information
Birth name Daniel Francis Noel O'Donnell
Born December 12, 1961
Born place Kincasslagh, County Donegal, Ireland
Genre(s) Country
Easy Listening
Years active 1980—present
Associated acts Margo
Website Website



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Daniel O'Donnell Album


Daniel In Blue Jeans (2004)
2004
1.
Singing the Blues
2.
Teenager in Love
3.
Never Be Anyone Else But You
4.
5.
6.
Blueberry Hill
7.
Bye Bye Love
8.
9.
Traveling Light
10.
A Fool Such As I
11.
Roses Are Red
12.
Save the Last Dance for Me
13.
Donna
14.
Send Me the Pillow That You Dream On
15.
16.
Young Love
17.
Twelfth of Never
18.
19.
20.
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Singing the Blues

[No lyrics]

. . .

Teenager in Love

[No lyrics]

. . .

Never Be Anyone Else But You

[No lyrics]

. . .


Love me tender, love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so.

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darlin', I love you
And I always will.

Love me tender, love me long
Take me to your heart
For it's there that I belong
And we'll never part.

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darlin', I love you,
And I always will.

Love me tender, love me dear
Tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
Till the end of time.

Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darlin', I love you
And I always will.

For my darlin', I love you
And I always will...

. . .


I want to be your lover
But your friend is all I've stayed
I'm only halfway to paradise
So near, yet so far away.

I long for your lips to kiss my lips
But just when I think they may
You lead me halfway to paradise
So near, yet so far away.

Bein' close to you is almost heaven
But seein' you can do just so much
It hurts me so to know your heart's a treasure
And that my heart is forbidden to touch.

So put your sweet lips close to my lips
And tell me that's where they're gonna stay
Don't lead me halfway to paradise
So near, yet so far away.

--- Instrumental ---

Don't lead me halfway to paradise
So near, yet so far away.

So near, yet so far away...

. . .

Blueberry Hill

[No lyrics]

. . .

Bye Bye Love

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Paul Anka)

There you go and baby here am I
Oh well, you left me here so I could sit and cry
Will you apologize what have you done to me
Well, I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

Do you remember baby last September
How you held me tight each and every night
You was so dazy how you drove me crazy
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

There's no use in me a cryin'
I've done everything and now I'm sick of tryin'
I've thrown away my nights
And wasted all my days over you.

You go your way and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time
I'll find somebody new baby we'll say we're through
You won't matter anymore.

--- Instrumental ---

There's no use in me a cryin'
I've done everything and now I'm sick of tryin'
I've thrown away my nights
And wasted all my days over you.

You go your way and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time
I'll find somebody new baby we'll say we're through
You won't matter anymore.

No, You won't matter anymore.
I guess it doesn't matter anymore...

. . .

Traveling Light

[No lyrics]

. . .

A Fool Such As I

[No lyrics]

. . .

Roses Are Red

[No lyrics]

. . .

Save the Last Dance for Me

[No lyrics]

. . .

Donna

[No lyrics]

. . .

Send Me the Pillow That You Dream On

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Ben Weisman - Fred Wise - Kay Twomey)

Can't you see I love you
Please don't break my heart in two
That's not hard to do
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart.

And if you say goodbye
I know that I would cry
Maybe I would die
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart.

There's no string upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice, treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart.

Muss i denn muss i denn
Zum Stadtele hinaus Stadtele hinaus
Und du mein Schatz bleibst hier
Muss i denn muss i denn
Zum Stadtele hinaus Stdtele hinaus
Und du mein Schatz bleibst hier.

There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice, treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart.

--- Instrumental ---

There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice, treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart...

. . .

Young Love

[No lyrics]

. . .

Twelfth of Never

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Bobby Russell)

See the tree how big it's grown
But friends it hasn't been too long it wasn't big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it was just a twig.

Then the first snow came and she ran out
To brush the snow away so it wouldn't die
Came running in all excited slipped and almost hurt herself
And I laughed till I cried.

She was always young at heart
Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so
I surprised her with a puppy, kept me up all Christmas Eve
Two years ago.

And it would sure embarrass her
When I came home from working late 'cause I would know
That she'd been sitting there and crying
Over some sad and silly late late show.

And honey, I miss you
And I'm being good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could.

She wrecked the car and she was sad
And so afraid that I'd be mad, but what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be
Guess you could say she saw through me and hugged my neck.

I came home unexpectedly
And caught her crying needlessly in the middle of the day
And it was in the early spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing, she went away.

And honey, I miss you
And I'm being good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could.

One day while I wasn't home
While she was there and all alone the angels came
Now all I have is memories of honey
And I wake up nights and call her name.

Now my life's an empty stage
Where honey lived and honey played and love grew up
And a small cloud passes overhead
And cries down on the flower bed that honey loved.

And see the tree how big it's grown
But friends it hasn't been too long it wasn't big
I laughed at her and she got mad
The first day that she planted it was just a twig...

. . .


Curly Putman)

(Ohhh.)

The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

(Spoken)
Then I awake and look around me
At the cold grey walls that surround me
And I realize, yeah, I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.

(Sang)
Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home...

. . .


Sealed with a Kiss

Though we've got to say
Goodbye for the summer
Darling, I promise you this
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss.

Yes, it's gonna be a
Cold, lonely summer
But I'll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my dreams
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss.

I'll see you in the sunlight
I'll hear your voice everywhere
I'll run to tenderly hold you
But darling, you won't be there.

I don't wanna say
Goodbye for the summer
Knowing the love we'll miss
So darling, let us make a pledge
To meet in September
And seal it with a kiss.

--- Instrumental ---

Yes, it's gonna be a
Cold, lonely summer
But I'll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss.

Sealed with a kiss.
Sealed with a kiss...

. . .


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