The Way You Wear Your Hat, The

Summer Time An' The Livin' Is Easy, Fish Are Jumpin' An' The Cotton Is High. Oh, Yo' Daddy's Rich, And Yo' Ma' Is Good-lookin', So Hush, Little Baby, Don' Yo' Cry.

A Song Without Music Is A Lot Like H2 Without The O.

One Can Be Very Happy Without Demanding That Others Agree With Them.

The Way You Wear Your Hat, The Way You Sip Your Tea, The Mem'ry Of All That -- No, No! They Can't Take That Away From Me!

Deep, Unspeakable Suffering May Well Be Called A Baptism, A Regeneration, The Initiation Into A New State.