When I Was Young, My Mama Told Me

She Said Child, Take Your Time

Don't Fall In Love Too Quickly Before You Know Your Mind

She Held Me Round The Shoulders

In A Voice So Soft And Kind

She Said Love Can Make You Happy And Love Can Rob You Blind



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Here In California

Fruit Hangs Heavy On The Vine

There's No Gold-I Thought I'd Warn Ya

And The Hills Turn Brown In The Summertime



Now I May Learn To Love You

But I Can't Say When

This Morning We Were Strangers, And Tonight We're Only Friends

I'll Take My Time To Know You, I'll Take My Time To See

There's Nothing I Won't Show You If You Take Your Time With Me



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It's An Old, Familiar Story, An Old, Familiar Rhyme

To Everything There Is A Season, To Every Purpose There's A Time

A Time To Love And Come Together, A Time We Look Long For A Mate

A Time For Questions We Can't Answer, Though We Ask Them Just The Same