Things That My Ears Can Do Lyrics
| Song | Things That My Ears Can Do |
| Artist | Charlie Landsborough |
| Album | Songs From The Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I love the sound of a steam train rushing through the night | |
| The hoot of an owl the puppy dogs’ growl | |
| Thrills me with delight | |
| I love the crunch of the crisp and the wind when it whispers down our avenue | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| I love the sound of a kettle singing as it warms through | |
| A garden hand | |
| And I bubble inside when trombones glide | |
| And the grand pianos grand | |
| Love the gurgle and | |
| GLUG when | |
| I pull out the plug and the water rushes through | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| I you don’t you never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of laughter that has a | |
| ROOTS in love | |
| And the purest gold is the story told by the black bird and the dove | |
| The oceans sigh is a lullaby that is old and ever new | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| If you don’t you will never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of a doorbell doing what a doorbell does | |
| And old bumblebee doesn’t bother me with his buzz buzz buzz | |
| I love the pop of a champagne top and the click of a well-heeled shoe | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do |
| I love the sound of a steam train rushing through the night | |
| The hoot of an owl the puppy dogs' growl | |
| Thrills me with delight | |
| I love the crunch of the crisp and the wind when it whispers down our avenue | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| I love the sound of a kettle singing as it warms through | |
| A garden hand | |
| And I bubble inside when trombones glide | |
| And the grand pianos grand | |
| Love the gurgle and | |
| GLUG when | |
| I pull out the plug and the water rushes through | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| I you don' t you never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of laughter that has a | |
| ROOTS in love | |
| And the purest gold is the story told by the black bird and the dove | |
| The oceans sigh is a lullaby that is old and ever new | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| If you don' t you will never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of a doorbell doing what a doorbell does | |
| And old bumblebee doesn' t bother me with his buzz buzz buzz | |
| I love the pop of a champagne top and the click of a wellheeled shoe | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do |
| I love the sound of a steam train rushing through the night | |
| The hoot of an owl the puppy dogs' growl | |
| Thrills me with delight | |
| I love the crunch of the crisp and the wind when it whispers down our avenue | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| I love the sound of a kettle singing as it warms through | |
| A garden hand | |
| And I bubble inside when trombones glide | |
| And the grand pianos grand | |
| Love the gurgle and | |
| GLUG when | |
| I pull out the plug and the water rushes through | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| I you don' t you never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of laughter that has a | |
| ROOTS in love | |
| And the purest gold is the story told by the black bird and the dove | |
| The oceans sigh is a lullaby that is old and ever new | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| There is treasure in the air if you listen | |
| If you don' t you will never know what you are missin | |
| I love the sound of a doorbell doing what a doorbell does | |
| And old bumblebee doesn' t bother me with his buzz buzz buzz | |
| I love the pop of a champagne top and the click of a wellheeled shoe | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do | |
| Oh me oh my | |
| I love the things that my ears can do |
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