| A long time ago
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| When my mother’s hands were all my world
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| She taught me everything there was to know about
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| Holding and being held
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| Like a grain of sand in an oyster shell
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| The seed of knowledge grows
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| The small thing becomes a pearl
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| At the tender age
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| When everything is unfamiliar
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| I can remember all the rough-play princess
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| And the wild crusader
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| Never too shy for a mission of discovery
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| I learned about the well
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| Of my curiosity
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| Some wear their heart on their sleeve
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| Some wear the patience of saints
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| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders
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| I just wear my string of pearls
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| My string of pearls
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| The first time that I really fell in love
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| I gave half my heart away and taking care of half of his
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| A proof we were old enough
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| All of those teenage radio songs
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| About romance that lasts for ever
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| Well, I found out they’d got it wrong
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| Some wear their heart on their sleeve
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| Some wear the patience of saints
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| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders
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| I just wear my string of pearls
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| My string of pearls
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| Waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods
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| Under these burning clouds
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| Searching for comfort above
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| When I joined a band to be a rock and roll star
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| I tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted
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| Playing a little bar
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| Spotlights shine on me
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| 'Cause when the party’s over
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| You’re just a waste of electricity
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| And
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| Some wear their heart on their sleeve
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| Some wear the patience of saints
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| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders
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| I just wear my string of pearls
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| My string of pearls
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| I got a life
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| I guess it suits me pretty well
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| I gotta crawl down narrow allleyways to Heaven
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| Or stroll boulevards to Hell
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| Bead by bead of wisdom and poetry
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| All the blind paths and avenues
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| Dimly lit by my rosary
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| And
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| Some wear their heart on their sleeve
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| Some wear the patience of saints
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| Some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders, oh
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| Oh
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| Some wear a crown of thorns
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| Some wear out their welcome
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| But somewhere over the rainbow
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| I will wear my string of pearls
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| My string of pearls
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| My string of pearls
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| I will wear my string of pearls |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A String of Pearls, artist - Benny Goodman & His Orchestra. Album song Benny Goodman & His Orchestra: Swing, Swing, Swing!, in the genre