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(Danzig, Segal)
I peeked in to say good-night And there I heard my child in prayer "And for me, some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" All our town was closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair Through the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair I peeked in and on her bed In gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those lovely scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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Little Annie Fannie Morgan and Christian Katy and Nathan Tommy and Zem Zem Alex and J.J. Tai and Ezekial Amy and Josie Matthew and Mosie Sweet Pearl and Nicholas Come here and tickle us I don't like nicknames I like to play games One of them's Batman That's where it's at man Look at your t-shirt I see you're all wet now I'll give you a bath If you'll go to bed now Oh can't you see I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired Joey and Janet Jennifer, Joshua Justin and Jason Jacob and Jordan Heather and Shannon Marisa and Kirsten Kimmie and David Who shall we play with? Here comes my own son Light of my life is Younger than new leaves Brighter than you please Says that he loves me Big as the world and Gabriel Harris You go to bed now You go to bed now It's quarter to nine I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired You heard what I said now You go to bed now It was a hard day Never enough play Iggy was sick and couldn't come over One of your mice died That was when you cried Get in the tub And play with your boats now Sit here beside me I'll tell you a story One about snakes And anything gory Ask me no questions How far is the sky And I'm falling asleep And you're smarter than I am Light of my life Good night Good night Good night ⓒ 1975 Chandos Music (ASCAP) |
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지난 2004년 음악전문지 롤링스톤즈가뽑은 위대한 노래 5백곡가운데 14위에올랐다 평화와전쟁 자유에관해질문하는 철학적인노래 How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man 사람은 얼마나 많은 길을 걸어야 사람이라고 불리울수있을까?(사람으로 인정받을수 있을까?) How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand 흰 비둘기는 얼마나 많은 바다를 건너야 모래 밭에서 편안히 잠을 잘 수 있을까 Yes 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned 얼마나 많은 포탄이 날아가야 지상에서 사라질 수 있을까(영원히 포탄사용이 금지될수있을까?) The answer my friend is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind 친구여 그대답은바람결에흩날리고있다네...대답은우리주변에있는데 우리가알아차리지못할뿐...) 바람만이 알고 있지. Yes 'n' how many years can a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea 산은 얼마나 오랜 세월을 서있어야 바다로 씻겨갈수있을까? (높은 산이 씻겨나가 바다로 흘러갈 수 있을까) Yes 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed tl be free 얼마나 많은 세월이 흘러야 사람들이 자유로와 질수있을까? Yes 'n' how many times can a man turn his head Pretending that he just doesn't see 도대체 얼마나 여러 번 고개를 돌려야 보이지않는척 외면할수있을까? The answer my friend is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind 친구여 그 대답은 바람결에 흩날리고있다네 그답은불어오는 바람속에 있다네.. Yes 'n' how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky 사람은 얼마나 여러번 올려다 봐야 하늘을 볼수있을까? Yes 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry 도대체 얼마나 많은 귀가있어야 사람들이 울부짖는 소리를 들을수 있을까 Yes 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died 얼마나 많은 사람이 죽어야 너무나 많은 이가 희생되었다는사실을 알 수있을까? The answer my friend is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind 친구여 그대답은 바람결에 흩날리고있다네 그답은불어오는 바람속에있다네... |
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Love, oh, love, oh careless love
Love, oh, love, oh careless love Love, oh, love, oh careless love You see what love has done to me I'd love my mama and papa too I'd love my mama and papa too I'd love my mama and papa too I'd leave them both to go with you What, oh what, will mama say What, oh what, will mama say What, oh what, will mama say When she learns I've gone astray Once I wore my apron low Once I wore my apron low Once I wore my apron low I couldn't scarcely keep you from my door Now my apron strings don't pin Now my apron strings don't pin Now my apron strings don't pin You pass my door and you don't come i |
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(words by Richard Farina)
Oh, now is the time for your loving, dear, And the time for your company Now when the light of reason fails And fires burn on the sea Oh, now in this age of confusion I have need for your company. For I am a wild and a lonely child And the son of an angry man Now with the high wars raging I would offer you my hand For we are the children of darkness And the prey of a proud, proud land. It's once I was free to go roaming in The wind of the springtime mind And once the clouds I sailed upon Were sweet as lilac wine Oh, why are the breezes of summer, dear Enlaced with a grim design? So, now is the time for your loving, dear, And the time for your company Now when the light of reason fails And fires burn on the sea Oh, now in this age of confusion I have need for your company. .................................... the original song of RICHARD FARINA (copyright Whitmark and Sons) is the following Now is the time for your loving, dear, And the time for your company Now when the light of reason fails And fires burn on the sea Now in this age of confusion I have need for your company. It's once I was free to go roaming in The wind of the springtime mind It's once the clouds I sailed upon Were sweet as lilac wine So why are the breezes of summer, dear Enlaced with a grim design? And where was the will of my father when We raised our swords on high? And where was my mother's wailing when Our flags were justified? And where will we take our pleasures when Our bodies have been denied? For I am a wild and a lonely child And the child of an angry man Now with the high wars raging I would offer you my hand For we are the children of darkness And the prey of a proud, proud land. |
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Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. And I looked over yonder and what did I see, Coming for to carry me home? So a band, a band of angels, it was a coming for me, Coming for to carry you on home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Comimg for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Comimg for to carry me home. Well if you get there before I do, Coming for to carry me home. Tell all my friends, I'm a coming too, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Comimg for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Comimg for to carry me home. Swing low, swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me, you, us on, them home. Amen |
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Black, black, black
is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like a rose so fair And the prettiest face and the neatest hands. I love the grass whereon she stands She with the wondrous hair. Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair Her face is something truly rare. Oh I do love my love and so well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes. She with the wondrous hair. Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair Alone, my life would be so bare. I would sigh, I would weep, I would never fall asleep My love is 'way beyond compare She with the wondrous hair. Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair. |
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Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed
Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all apart, it hangs on my heart And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse the stairs in the halls, recalling Your step; and I remember too. All the pictures are shaded and fading in grey And I still set a place on the table at noon And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse the spread on the bed, It's like when you left, I kept it for you. All the blues and the greens have been recently cleaned And are seemingly new; hey Jess, me and you. We'll swallow the light on the stairs I'll fix up my hair, we'll sleep unawares Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home |
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Early early in the game
I taught myself to sing and play And use a little trickery On kids who never favored me Those were years of crinoline slips And cotton skirts and swinging hips And dangerously painted lips And stars of stage and screen Pedal pushers, ankle socks Padded bras and campus jocks Who hid their vernal equinox In pairs of faded jeans And slept at home resentfully Coveting their dreams And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby Yellow, brown, and black and white Our Father bless us all tonight I bowed my head at the football games And closed the prayer in Jesus' name Lusting after football heroes tough Pachuco, little Neroes Forfeiting my A's for zeroes Futures unforeseen Spending all my energy In keeping my virginity And living in a fantasy In love with Jimmy Dean If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy, I will be your queen And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby I travelled all around the world And knew more than the other girls Of foreign languages and schools Paris, Rome and Istanbul But those things never worked for me The town was much too small you see And people have a way of being Even smaller yet But all the same though life is hard And no one promised me a garden Of roses, so I did okay I took what I could get And did the things that I might do For those less fortunate And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby Now look at you, you must be growing A quarter of an inch a day You've already lived near half the years You'll be when you go away With your teddy bears and alligators Enterprise communicators All the tiny aviators head into the sky And while the others play with you I hope to find a way with you And sometimes spend a day with you I'll catch you as you fly Or if I'm worth a mother's salt I'll wave as you go by And if you should ever wonder How the years and you'll survive Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you Dances on the strings for you Opens her heart and brings to you An honest lullaby |
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SWEET SIR GALAHAD
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Sweet Sir Galahad came in through the window in the night when the moon was in the yard. He took her hand in his and shook the long hair from his neck and he told her she'd been working much too hard. It was true that ever since the day her crazy man had passed away to the land of poet's pride, she laughed and talked alot with new people on the block but always at evening time she cried. And here's to the dawn of their days. She moved her head a little down on the bed until it rested softly on his knee. And there she dropped her smile and there she sighed awhile, and told him all the sadness of those years that numbered three. Well you know I think my fate's belated because of all the hours I waited for the day when I'd no longer cry. I get myself to work by eight but oh, was I born too late, and do you think I'll fail at every single thing I try? And here's to the dawn of their days. He just put his arm around her and that's the way I found her eight months later to the day. The lines of a smile erased the tear tracks upon her face, a smile could linger, even stay. Sweet Sir Galahad went down with his gay bride of flowers, the prince of the hours of her lifetime. And here's to the dawn of their days, of their days. |
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Jack-A-Roe (Traditional)
There was a wealthy merchant, In London he did dwell He had a lovely daughter, The truth to you I'll tell Oh the truth to you I'll tell She had sweethearts a-plenty And men of high degree There was none but Jack the sailor, Her true love e'er could be Oh her true love e'er could be Now Jackie's gone a-sailing With trouble on his mind To leave his native country And his darling girl behind Oh, his darling girl behind. She went into a tailor shop And dressed in men's array And stepped on board a vessel To convey herself away Oh, to convey herself away. "Before you step on board, sir, Your name I'd like to know" She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jackaroe" Oh, they call me Jackaroe. "Your waist is light and slender, Your fingers are neat and small Your cheeks too red and rosy To face the cannonball" Oh, to face the cannon-ball. "I know my waist is slender, My fingers neat and small But it would not make me tremble To see ten thousand fall" Oh, to see ten thousand fall. The war soon being over, They hunted all around And among the dead and dying Her darling boy she found Oh, her darling boy she found. She picked him up all in her arms And carried him to the town And sent for a physician who Quickly healed his wounds Oh, who quickly healed his wounds. This couple they got married And well they did agree This couple they got married, So why not you and me Oh, so why not you and me. |
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We are crossing Jordan River
Want my crown, I want my crown We are crossing Jordan River I want my crown, my golden crown Jordan River, deep and wide I got a home on the other side Chorus: We are crossing Jordan River I want my crown When I get to heaven Im gonna sit down, gonna sit down When I get to heaven Im gonna sit down, on the golder throne Jordan River, chilly and cold Chills the body, but not the soul Chorus We are climbing Jacobs ladder Want to sit down, want to sit down We are climbing Jacobs ladder Want to sit down, on that golden throne Jordan River, deep and wide Ive got a home on the other side Chorus |
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On a wagon bound for market
there's a calf with a mournful eye. High above him there's a swallow, winging swiftly through the sky. Chorus: How the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the whole day through, and half the summer's night. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. "Stop complaining!" said the farmer, "Who told you a calf to be ? Why don't you have wings to fly with, like the swallow so proud and free?" Chorus: How the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the whole day through, and half the summer's night. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, never knowing the reason why. But whoever treasures freedom, like the swallow has learned to fly. Chorus: How the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might. Laugh and laugh the whole day through, and half the summer's night. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna; Donna, Donna, Donna, Don. |
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Fair young maid all in a garden
Stange young man, passerby He said, "Fair maid, will you marry me?" This then, sir, was her reply: Oh, no, kind sir, I cannot marry thee For I've a love who sails all on the sea. He's been gone for seven years Still no man shall marry me What if he's in some battle slain Or drownded (sic) in the deep salt sea What if he's found another love And he and his love both married be? Well, if he's in some battle slain I will go and mourn all on his grave And if he's drowned in the deep salt sea I'll be true to his memory And if he's found another love And he and his love both married be I'll wish them health and happiness Where they dwell across the sea He picked her up all in his arms Kisses gave her: One, two, three Said, Here am I, my own true love I am your long-lost John Riley! |
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Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side And in her right hand a silver dagger, She says that I can't be your bride. All men are false, says my mother, They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies. The very next evening, they'll court another, Leave you alone to pine and sigh. My daddy is a handsome devil He's got a chain five miles long, And on every link a heart does dangle Of another maid he's loved and wronged. Go court another tender maiden, And hope that she will be your wife, For I've been warned, and I've decided To sleep alone all of my life. |
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Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found, was blind, but now I see. 't Was Grace that taught my heart to fear, and Grace my fear relieved. How precious did that Grace appear, the hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares we have already come. ‘t Was Grace that brought us safe thus far, Grace will lead us home. When we've been there ten thousands years, bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun. |
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Ten years ago, on a cold dark night
Someone was killed 'neath the town hall light The people who saw, they all agreed That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi? If you were somewheres else, then you won't have to die" I spoke not a word, though it meant my life For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife She walks these hills in a long black veil Visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me The scaffold is high, eternity near She stands in the crowd, she sheds not a tear But sometimes at night, when the cold winds moan In a long black veil, she cries o'er my bones She walks these hills in a long black veil Visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me |
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There is a house in New Orleans,
they call the rising sun. It's been the ruin for many a poor girl, and me, oh Lord, I'm one. My mother was a taylor, she sewed our new blue jeans, my father was a gambling man, down in New Orleans. If I had listened to what my mother said, I'd have been at home today, but I was young and foolish, oh, God, let a rambler lead me astray. Oh Mothers, tell your children not to do what I have done, to spend their lives in sin and misery in the house of the rising sun. I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run, I'm going back to spend my life beneath the rising sun. |
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FOREVER YOUNG
May God bless and keep you always. May your wishes all come true. May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung And may you stay Forever young. May you grow up to be rightous. May you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth And see the light surrounding you. May you always be courageous, Stand upright, and be strong And may you stay Forever young. Forever young. Forever young. May you stay Forever young. May your hands always be busy. May your feet always be swift. May you have a strong foundation When the winter changes shift. May your heart always be joyful. May your song always be sung And may you stay Forever young. Forever young. Forever young. May you stay Forever young. |
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Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow Farewell Angelina The sky is on fire And I must go. There's no need for anger There's no need for blame There's nothing to prove Ev'rything's still the same Just a table standing empty By the edge of the sea Farewell Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave. The jacks and queens Have forsaked the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file past the guards In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild Farewell Angelina The sky is folding I'll see you in a while. See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun And the neighbors they clap And they cheer with each blast Farewell Angelina The sky's changing color And I must leave fast. King Kong, little elves On the rooftoops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the make-up man's hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone Farewell Angelina The sky is embarrassed And I must be gone. The machine guns are roaring The puppets heave rocks The fiends nail time bombs To the hands of the clocks Call me any name you like I will never deny it Farewell Angelina The sky is erupting I must go where it's quiet. |
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I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. "The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, They shot you Joe" says I. "Takes more than guns to kill a man" Says Joe "I didn't die" Says Joe "I didn't die" And standing there as big as life And smiling with his eyes. Says Joe "What they can never kill Went on to organize, Went on to organize" From San Diego up to Maine, In every mine and mill, Where working-men defend their rights, It's there you find Joe Hill, It's there you find Joe Hill! I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. |
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Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train
Til Stonewall's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive I took the train to Richmond that fell It was a time I remember, oh, so well (CHORUS) The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, na na na na na, na na na na Back with my wife in Tenessee And one day she said to me, Virgil, quick come see There goes the Robert E. Lee Now I don't mind chopping wood And I don't care if the money's no good Just take what you need and leave the rest But they should never have taken the very best (CHORUS) Like my father before me, I'm a working man And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand Oh, he was just 18, proud and brave But a yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the blood below my feet You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat (CHORUS) |
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Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war I dreamed I saw a mighty room The room was filled with men And the paper they were signing said They'd never fight again And when the papers all were signed And a million copies made They all joined hands end bowed their heeds And grateful prayers were prayed And the people in the streets below Were dancing round and round And guns and swords and uniforms Were scattered on the ground Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before I dreamed the world had all agreed To put an end to war |
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1.Here's to you, Nicola and bart
Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 2.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 3.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 4.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 5.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 6.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 7.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 8.Here's to you, Nicola and bart Rest forever here in our hearts The Last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph ------------------------------- 사코와 반제티... 색깔전쟁이 낳은 비극 .. 당신들을 우리는 영원히 기억할것입니다. 색깔전쟁이 얼마나 참혹한지를 아는 나라에서... 한 청년이 2시간동안들어서 가사를 써봅니다. --틀린점있으시면 알려주세요 ~-- -------김동일------- |
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(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Blessed are the one way ticket holders on a one way street. Blessed are the midnight riders for in the shadow of God they sleep. Blessed are the huddled hikers staring out at falling rain, wondering at the retribution in their personal acquaintance with pain. Blessed are the blood relations of the young ones who have died, who had not the time or patience to carry on this earthly ride. Rain will come and winds will blow, wild deer die in the mountain snow. Birds will beat at heaven's wall, what comes to one must come to us all. For you and I are one way ticket holders on a one way street. which lies across a golden valley where the waters of joy and hope run deep. So if you pass the parents weeping of the young ones who have died, take them to your warmth and keeping for blessed are the tears they cried and many were the years they tried. Take them to that valley wide and let their souls be pacified. ⓒ 1970, 1971 Chandos Music (ASCAP) |
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As I walked out over London bridge
One misty morning early, I overheard a fair pretty maid Was lamenting for her Geordie. Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain, 'Tis not the chain of many He was born of king's royal breed And lost to a virtuous lady. Go bridle me my milk white steed, Go bridle me my pony, I will ride to London court To plead for the life of my Geordie. Ah, my Geordie never stole nor cow nor calf, He never hurted any, Stole sixteen of the king's royal deer, And he sold them in Bohenny. Two pretty babies have I born, The third lies in my body, I'd freely part with them every one If you'd spare the life of Geordie. The judge looked over his left shoulder, He said fair maid I'm sorry He said fair maid you must be gone For I cannot pardon Geordie. Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain, 'Tis not the chain of many, Stole sixteen of the king's royal deer And he sold them in Bohenny |
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We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there. Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown, A life of their own left us alone. John and Linda live in Omaha, And Joe is somewhere on the road. We lost Davy in the Korean war, And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore. Chorus: Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger, And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day. Old people just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello." Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more, She sits and stares through the back door screen. And all the news just repeats itself Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen. Someday I'll go and call up Rudy, We worked together at the factory. But what could I say if asks "What's new?" "Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do." Repeat Chorus: So if you're walking down the street sometime And spot some hollow ancient eyes, Please don't just pass 'em by and stare As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello." |
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Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide And the world on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride. Ring them bells Saint Peter where the four winds blow Ring them bells with an ironhand So the people will know Oh it's rush hour now On the wheel and the plow And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow. Ring them bells Sweet Martha for the poor man's son Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one Oh the shepherd is asleep Where the willows weep And the mountains are filled with lost sheep Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Ring them bells for all of us who are left Ring them bells for the chosen few Who will judge the many when the game is through Ring them bells for the time that flies For the child that cries When innocence dies. Ring them bells Saint Catherine from the top of the room Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom Oh the lines are long and the fighting is strong And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong |
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Just a little rain falling all around
The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound Just a little rain, just a little rain What have they done to the rain Just a little boy standing in the rain The gentle rain that falls for years And the grass is gone, the boy disappears And rain keeps falling like helpless tears And what have they done to the rain Just a little breeze out of the sky The leaves nod their head as the breeze blows by Just a little breeze with some smoke in its eye What have they done to the rain Just a little boy standing in the rain The gentle rain that falls for years And the grass is gone, the boy disappears And rain keeps falling like helpless tears And what have they done to the rain What have they done to the rain |
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How long since I've spent a whole night in a twin bed with a stranger
His warm arms all around me? How long since I've gazed into dark eyes that melted my soul down To a place where it longs to be? All of your history has little to do with your face You're mainly a mystery with violins filling in space You stood in the nude by the mirror and picked out a rose From the bouquet in our hotel And lay down beside me again and I watched the rose On the pillow where it fell I sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care To know that when day broke and I woke that you'd still be there The hours for once they passed slowly, unendingly by Like a sweet breeze on a field Your gentleness came down upon me and I guess I thanked you When you caused me to yield We spoke not a sentence and took not a footstep beyond Our two days together which seemingly soon would be gone Don't tell me of love everlasting and other sad dreams I don't want to hear Just tell me of passionate strangers who rescue each other From a lifetime of cares Because if love means forever, expecting nothing returned Then I hope I'll be given another whole lifetime to learn Because you gave to me oh so many things it makes me wonder How they could belong to me And I gave you only my dark eyes that melted your soul down To a place where it longs to be |
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El preso numero nueve ya lo van a confesar
esta encerrado en la celda con el cura del penal y antes del amanecer la vida le han de quitar porque mato a su mujer y a un amigo desleal Dice asi al confesar los mate si senor y si vuelvo a nacer yo los vuelvo a matar Padre no me arrepiento ni me da miedo la eternidad yo se que alla en el cielo el que juzga nos juzgara voy a seguir sus pasos voy a buscarla hasta el mas alla. ay. yayayayayyyyy El preso numero nueve era un hombre muy cabal iba en la noche del pueble muy contento en su jacal pero al mirar a su amor en brazos de su rival ardio en el pecho el rencor y no se pudo aguantar al sonar el clarin se formo el peloton iban al paredon solo alcanzo a decir: Padre no me arrepiento ni me da miedo la eternidad yo se que alla en el cielo el que juzga nos juzgara voy a seguir sus pasos voy a buscarla hasta el mas alla. ay. yayayayayyyyy yaay |
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In the quiet morning
There was much despair And in the hours that followed No one could repair That poor girl Tossed by the tides of misfortune Barely here to tell her tale Rolled in on a sea of disaster Rolled out on a mainline rail She once walked right at my side I'm sure she walked by you Her striding steps could not deny Torment from a child who knew That in the quiet morning There would be despair And in the hours that followed No one could repair That poor girl She cried out her song so loud It was heard the whole world round A symphony of violence The great southwest unbound la laa laa laa la la la laa laa la laa laa laa la la laa laa la laa laa laa la la la laa laa la la la laa laa la la la laa In the quiet morning There was much despair And in the hours that followed No one could repair That poor girl Tossed by the tides of misfortune Barely here to tell her tale Rolled in on a sea of disaster Rolled out on a mainline rail |
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Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less The country I come from Is called the Midwest I's taught and brought up there The laws to abide And that land that I live in Has God on its side. Oh the history books tell it They tell it so well The cavalries charged The Indians fell The cavalries charged The Indians died Oh the country was young With God on its side. Oh the Spanish-American War had its day And the Civil War too Was soon laid away And the names of the heroes I's made to memorize With guns in their hands And God on their side. Oh the First World War, boys It closed out its fate The reason for fighting I never got straight But I learned to accept it Accept it with pride For you don't count the dead When God's on your side. When the Second World War Came to an end We forgave the Germans And we were friends Though they murdered six million In the ovens they fried The Germans now too Have God on their side. I've learned to hate Russians All through my whole life If another war starts It's them we must fight To hate them and fear them To run and to hide And accept it all bravely With God on my side. But now we got weapons Of the chemical dust If fire them we're forced to Then fire them we must One push of the button And a shot the world wide And you never ask questions When God's on your side. In a many dark hour I've been thinkin' about this That Jesus Christ Was betrayed by a kiss But I can't think for you You'll have to decide Whether Judas Iscariot Had God on his side. So now as I'm leavin' I'm weary as Hell The confusion I'm feelin' Ain't no tongue can tell The words fill my head And fall to the floor If God's on our side He'll stop the next war. |
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Speaking of dreams
Here we are in the glistening streets of Gay Paree Playing the Gipsy Kings After the rain and taking tea at the Ritz in boots and jeans With a teenage girl who said that it would be her grandest dream And speaking of dreams, I really must say I couldn't have dreamed you up Nor the way you burst into my life, rattled my cage And woke my sleeping demons up You were not yet born When my career began in '59 We're a sign of the times Who cares if you are a breath of spring and I am vintage wine We come from two different worlds Like every other couple on the Rue de Rivoli You spent your youth in the rainforests of distant Camaroon Your father was a Navy captain, I am the Queen of Hearts And the daughter of the moon Speaking of dreams You took me to see the paintings of Paul Gaughin Speaking of dreams We stood in the midst of waterfalls, flaming trees Golden dogs and shining Tahitian ladies But it was you, not Paul Gaughin Who stopped my heart and then Started my life over again And if you feel as I do That we've erased the lines between reality And all our painted dreams Then take me down to where the Gipsies sing The songs their mothers knew Tie bright ribbons in my hair Lean on the wind and watch me while I dance for you And carry me off to the rainforests of distant Camaroon Tell me that you've always know that I am the Queen of Hearts And the daughter of the moon |
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We shall overcome We shall overcome, some day Oh, deep in my heart I do believe We shall overcome, some day We'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in hand, some day Oh, deep in my heart We shall live in peace We shall live in peace We shall live in peace, some day Oh, deep in my heart We shall all be free We shall all be free We shall all be free, some day Oh, deep in my heart We are not afraid We are not afraid We are not afraid, TODAY Oh, deep in my heart We shall overcome We shall overcome We shall overcome, some day Oh, deep in my heart I do believe We shall overcome, some day |
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(Violeta Parra) Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me dio dos luceros, que cuando los abro, Perfecto distingo lo negro del blanco Y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado Y en las multitudes el hombre que yo amo. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me ha dado el oido que en todo su ancho Graba noche y dia, grillos y canarios, Martillos, turbinas, ladridos, chubascos, Y la voz tan tierna de mi bien amado. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me ha dado el sonido y el abecedario; Con el las palabras que pienso y declaro: Madre, amigo, hermano, y luz alumbrando La ruta del alma del que estoy amando. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados; Con ellos anduve ciudades y charcos, Playas y desiertos, montanas y llanos, Y la casa tuya, tu calle y tu patio. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me dio el corazon que agita su marco Cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano, Cuando miro al bueno tan lejos del malo, Cuando miro al fondo de tus ojos claros. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto. Asi yo distingo dicha de quebranto, Los dos materiales que forman mi canto, Y el canto de ustedes que es mi mismo canto, Y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto. Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. |
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Show me the prison
show me the jail show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale and I'll show you, young man, with so many reasons why, there but for fortune go you or I. show me the alley show me the train show me the hobo who sleeps out in the rain and I'll show you, young man, with so many reasons why there but for fortune go you or I. show me the whiskey stains on the floor show me the drunkard as he stumbles out the door and I'll show you, young man, with so many reasons why, there but for fortune go you or I. Show me the country where the bombs had to fall show me the ruins of the buildings, once so tall and I'll show you young man with so many reasons why, there but for fortune go you and I, you and I. |
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Yellow is the color of my true love's hair
In the morning, when we rise, In the morning, when we rise That's the time That's the time I love the best Green is the color of the sparkling corn In the morning, when we rise, In the morning, when we rise That's the time That's the time I love the best Blue is the color of the sky In the morning, when we rise, In the morning, when we rise That's the time That's the time I love the best Mellow is the feeling that I get When I see her, uhh-hmm, When I see her, oh yeah That's the time That's the time I love the best Freedom is a word I rarely use Without thinking, oh yeah, Without thinking, hm-m Of the time Of the time When I've been loved Yellow is the color of my true love's hair In the morning, when we rise, In the morning, when we rise That's the time That's the time I love the best |
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Oh, Mary was a maiden
When the birds began to sing. She was sweeter than the blooming rose So early in the spring. Her thoughts were gay and happy And the morning gay and fine, For her lover was a river boy From the river in the pines. Now Charlie, he got married To his Mary in the spring When the trees were budding early And the birds began to sing. But early in the autumn When the fruit is in the wine, I'll return to you, my darling From the river in the pines. It was early in the morning In Wisconsin's dreary clime When he rode the fatal rapids For that last and fatal time. They found his body lying On the rocky shore below Where the silent water ripples And the whispering cedars blow. Now every raft of lumber That comes down the Chippewa, There's a lonely grave that's Visited by drivers on their way They plant wild flowers upon it In the morning fair and fine. 'Tis the grave of two young lovers From the river in the pines |
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