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I peeked in to say goodnight
And I heard my child in prayer "And for me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair Thru the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking 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 ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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When I was a lad of three-foot-three
Certain questions occurred to me, So I asked me father quite seriously To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee. He stammered and he stuttered pathetically And this is what he said to me. He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba and the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round. I went and ask a good friend of mine, Known to the world as Albert Einstein. He said "Son, from the beginning of time and creativity There existed the force of relativity Pi r square and a minus ten means a routine only when The solar system in one light year Make the Hayden planetarium disappear So if Mt Everest doesn't move I am positive that it will prove That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round. I grabbed a boat and went abroad In Baden Baden asked Sigmund Freud He said "Son, from your sad face remove the grouch Put the body down up on the couch I can see from your frustration a neurotic sublimation Hey love and hate is psychosomatic Your Rorsach shows that you're a peri pathetic It all started with a broken sibling In the words of the famous Rudyard Kipling That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. Well I traveled far and I traveled wide And I don't even have me self a bride All the great men upon this earth Have confused me since my birth I've been over land and been over sea Trying to find answer 'bout the bird and bee But now that I am ninety three I don't give a darn you see If the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch |
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Day-o, Day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day, me say day, me say day Me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and me wan' go home Work all night on a drink a' rum Daylight come and me wan' go home Stack banana till the mornin' come Daylight come and me wan' go home Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Daylight come and me wan' go home Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Daylight come and me wan' go home It's six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come and me wan' go home Six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day, me say day, me say day... Daylight come and me wan' go home A beautiful bunch a' ripe banana Daylight come and me wan' go home Hide the deadly black tarantula Daylight come and me wan' go home It's six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come and me wan' go home Six foot, seven foot, eight foot BUNCH! Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day, me say day, me say day... Daylight come and me wan' go home Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Daylight come and me wan' go home Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana Daylight come and me wan' go home Day-o, day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and me wan' go home Day, me say day, me say day, me say day Me say day, me say day-ay-ay-o Daylight come and me wan' go home |
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When shadows fall and stars appear
A pain I feel I cannot bear If I could relive that faithful day I would not turn my love away I reveal how I do adore her Hang my heart on my sleeve just for her All my love thru-out life assure her If this moment I could Amour her. When I think of her tender lips Gentle touch of her finger-tips Reminisce on her eyes so fair Moonlight soft on her downy hair I reveal how I do adore her Hang my heart on my sleeve just for her All my love thru-out life assure her If this moment I could Amour her. If some day I should see her smile Hold her hand and me heart beguile Feel her warmth in her earnest prayer Darling shield me from all despair I reveal how I do adore her Hang my heart on my sleeve just for her All my love thru-out life assure her If this moment I could Amour her. Now I'm standing alone and sad Thinkin' upon the joys I've had Time makes fools of men they say Take me back to that distant day I reveal how I do adore her Hang my heart on my sleeve just for her All my love thru-out life assure her If this moment I could Amour her |
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Down the way
Where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swing to and fro I must declare my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear Ackee*, rice, saltfish are nice And the rum is fine any time o' year (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Down the way Where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountaintop I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop (chorus) But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down My head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town. *ackee: national fruit of Jamaica; ackee and saltfish is the national dish |
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Dicen que por las noches
nomas se le iba puro liorar dicen que no com ia Nomas se le iba en puro tomar Juran que el mismo cielo se extremecia al o'ir su llanto como sufrio por ella pue hasta en su muerta la fue llamando Ayayayay "Cantaba" Ayayayay Comia Ayayayay Cantaba de pasion mortar moria Que una paloma triste muy de manana leva a cantar a la casita sola con sus puertias de par en par juran que esa paloma no es otracosa maspue su alma wue todavia la espera a pue regresa la desdichada Cu cu ru cu cu paloma Cu cu ru cu cu no llores las piedras jamas paloma pue van a saber de amores Cu cu ru cu cu Cu cu ru cu cu Cu cu ru cu cu Paloma, yanola llores |
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Long time ago in Bethlehem, So the Holy Bible say, Mary's boy child, Jesus Christ, Was born on Christmas day, Hark, now hear the angels sing, A newborn King today, And man will live forevermore, Because of Christmas day. Trumpets sound and angels sing, Listen to what they say, That Man will live forevermore, Because of Christmas day. (verse 1) While shepherds watched their flocks by night, They saw a bright new shining star, They heard a choir sing, The music seemed to come from afar, (verse 2) Now, Joseph and his wife, Mary, Come to bethlehem that night, They found no place to bear her child, Not a single room was in sight. (verse 3) By and by, they find a little nook, In a stable all forlorn, And in a manger cold and dark, Mary's litlle Boy was born! (end song with a full repeat of chorus) |
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountain side The summer's gone and all the roses falling, It's you, it's you must go and I must bye But come ye back when summer's in the meadow And when the valley's hushed and white with snow It`s I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so ♡ (Interlude) ♡ But if he come as all the flowers are dying And you are dead, as dead you well may be I'll come here and find the place where you are lying And kneel and say an ava there for me But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow It`s I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so (^*^) Maxmp3 (^*^) |
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coconut~ coconut~
coconut~ coconut~ coconut women is calling out and every day you can hear her shout coconut women is calling out and every day you can hear her shout get you coconut water cocopunch and it's good for your daughter cocopunch cococatlc like an iron cocopunch makes you strong like a lion cocopunch |
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Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time My girl's name is Senora I tell you friends, I adore her And when she dances, oh brother! She's a hurricane in all kinds of weather (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa! Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line Whoa! Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time You can talk about Cha Cha Tango, Waltz, or de Rumba Senora's dance has more title You jump in the saddle Hold on to de bridle! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Rock your body, child! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa! Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time (Whoa) Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line (Yep) Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time Senora, she's a sensation The reason for aviation And fellas, you got to watch it When she wind up, she bottom, she go like a rocket! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Hoist those guns a leetle higher! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Up the chim-en-y! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whooooa! Shake, shake, shake, Senora Shake your body line Work, work, work, Senora Work it all the time Dance, dance, dance, Senora Dance it all the time Work, work, work, Senora Work it all the time Senora dances Calypso Left to right is de tempo And when she gets the sensation She go up in the air, come down in slow motion (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) OK, I believe you! (Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whooooa! Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, Senora! |
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Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy
Got to break that stone Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Well, the moon still in the sky An' the sleep still in you eye But when you hear me sing You better make dem hammers ring Wake up and go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Well, you had a big time last night And some of your heads are tight But when I call this roll, please Lord I don't want to miss a soul So get up and go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone When you break dem one by one But man you just begun 'Cause today, I tell you something new You gotta break dem two by two So come on and go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Well, I tell you man, if you good You better chop dat stone like wood Then tomorrow gonna be a big day You get another shilling in you pay 'Cause from sun to sun you gotta stick And don't tell me 'bout you sick I want you to do your best To night you better let them women rest So you can get up and go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone Go down Emanuel Road, man and boy Got to break that stone |
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Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton
Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale of cotton Gotta jump down, spin around and pick a bale a day I saw 'skeeter on my head, Blinked his eye and I killed him dead Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch o'turnip, Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch a day Gotta weed a patch o' turnip Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch o'turnip Gotta jump down, spin around and weed a patch a day I saw a gal in calico, She tripped and fell, and she didn't say hello Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a mess o'greens, Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day Gotta cook a mess o'greens Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a mess o'greens Gotta jump down, spin around and cook a pot a day I got a pig who's nice and greasy, All you ladies shake it easy Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail o' water, Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail a day Gotta tote a pail a day Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and tote a pail a day I don't know but I've been told, A gopher really don't live in a hole Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail o' water, Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail a day Gotta sweat a pail a day Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail o' water Gotta jump down, spin around and sweat a pail a day |
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Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his privates three "Beer, beer, beer", said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his corporals three Hup two said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his sergeants three Yeahhhhh, said the sergeants Hup two said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his shavetails three We do all the work said the shavetails Yeahhhh, said the sergeants March you dump watch said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his captains three Oh don't be late for the dance said the captains We do all the work, said the shavetails Yeahhhhh said the sergeants March to the guardhouse said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his chaplains three Oh what a bloody mess, amen amen hallelujah Oh don't be late for the dance, said the captains We do all the work, said the shavetails Yeahhhh said the sergeants Put it in a bucket said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his colonels three Oh what a lovely war, said the colonels Oh what a bloody mess, amen, amen hallelujah Oh don't be late for the dance said the captains We do al the work said the shavetails Yeahhhhh said the sergeants March to the end said the corporals Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he Called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his generals three Thuh, thuh, Oh come on fellahs, give a fellah break, Uh what's my next command said the generals Oh what a lovely war said the colonels Oh what a bloody mess, amen, Oh what a bloody mess said the captains Oh what a bloody mess, said the shavetails Oh what a bloody mess, said the sergeants Oh what a bloody mess said the sergeants Beer, beer, beer said the privates Merry men are we There's none so fair as can compare With the Fighting Infantry |
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Yes it's so long since I've been home
Seems like there's no place to roam Well I've sailed around the Horn I've been from San Jose up to Baffin Bay And I've rode out many a storm Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea Well I've heard the bawdy tunes I've been in honky tonk saloons I took my liquor by the vat Well I stayed on call for a rousing brawl Home was where I hung my hat Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea Now I've courted many a girl I've been in ports all around the world But my rambling days are done I've been from Curacao up to Tokyo And I've found there's only one And she is Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina And play a welcome for me 'cause I'll be coming home from sea |
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Many Nights I Sit Here
with Memories By The Score thinking Of The Days I Spent with The Girl I Still Adore so I'm Going Back To See Her before My Days Are Done going Back To See Her In The Land Of The Sea And Sun once I Had An Ocean 'bout This Bajin Girl I Put My Thoughts In Motion and Found My Heart In A Whirl so I'm Going Back To See Her before My Days Are Done going Back To See Her In The Land Of The Sea And Sun ever Since I Left Here nothings Been The Same think I'll Pull Up Ancor Yes, going Back And Give Her My Name so I'm Going Back To See Her before My Days Are Done going Back To See Her In The Land Of The Sea And Sun yes I'm Going Back To See Her before My Days Are Done going Back To See Her In The Land Of The Sea And Sun |
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Well you woke up in the morning
hear the big bell ring, you go marching to the table see the same damn thing Well its on a one table knife and fork and a pan And if you say a thing about it youre in trouble with the man Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine her ever lovin light on me If you ever go to Houston youd better walk right and you better not stagger and you better not fight Cause the sheriff will arrest you and hell carry you down and you can bet your bottom dollar youre Sugarl and bound so Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me Let the Minding Special shine her ever lovin light on me <interlude> Yonder come miss Rosie how in the world did you know? By the way she wears her apron and the clothes she wore Umbrella on her shoulder piece of paper in her hand She come to see the govnor she wants to free her man so Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me |
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Oh I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes With silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high Then he’d lightly touch down Mr. Bojangles, Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles dance I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life He laughed slapped his leg a step He spoke the name’s Bojangles then he danced a lick Across the cell He grabbed his pants, a better stance Oh he jumped so high, he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, He let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles oh dance He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him Traveled about His dog up and died, His dog up and died After 20 years he still grieves He said I dance now at every chance in Honky tonks For drinks and tips But most the time I spend behind these county bars Cause I drinks a bit He shook his head And as he shook his head I heard someone ask please Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles oh dance |
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♡ (Prelude) ♡ Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needlework, then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between the salt water and the sea strand, then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, then she'll be a true love of mine Are you goin' to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine (^*^) Maxmp3 (^*^) |
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Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh so mellow. Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow. Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and callow fellow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow follow. Try to remember when life was so tender When noone wept except the willow. Try to remember when life was so tender When dreams were kept beside your pillow. Try to remember when life was so tender When love was an ember about to billow. Try to remember and if you remember then follow follow. Deep in December it's nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow. Deep in December it's nice to remember Without a hurt the heart will hollow. Deep in December it's nice to remember The fire of September that made you mellow. Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow follow. |
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If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby If I worked my hands in wood I wonder would you still love me I say yes, I would, I'll put you above me That's what I want you to say And would you save my love from loneliness Would you save my love from sorrow, if you would I give you my onlyness girl and all of my tomorrows If a tinker were my trade Would you still find me Carrying the pots and the pans that I made Walking along the highway That long lonely highway If I was a carpenter And you were a lady And I was just a carpenter Instead of a rock and roll star Just a carpenter, a carpenter 내가 만약 목수이고 당신이 나의 여인이라면 그래도 나와 결혼해서 아이들을 낳아 주겠소 내가 숲에서 일하는 사람이면 그래도 당신은 날 사랑할까요 그럼요, 내게는 당신이 더 소중해요 나는 이런 말을 듣고 싶어요 외로움에 찌든 내 사랑을 당신이 구해 주겠소 할 수만 있다면 슬픔에 잠긴 내 사랑을 구해 주겠소 나의 유일함과 미래를 당신께 바치겠어요 내가 만약 직접 만든 그릇이나 남비를 들고서 떠돌이 수선공이었다 해도 당신이 날 찾을 수 있었을까요 멀고도 외로운 도로를 걸어 다니는 수선공이었다 해도 말이에요 내가 만약 목수이고 당신이 나의 여인이라면요 내가 로큰롤 스타가 아니고 그저 목수였다면요 한낱 목수에 불과했다면요 |
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If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly up the river just to see The woman that I love Fare thee well oh my honey I say fare thee well When I woke up this morning It was drizzling rain all around my heart Oh there was an aching pain Fare thee well oh my honey, I say fare thee well Now when you wore your apron low You couldn't keep me No you couldn't keep me from around your door Fare thee well oh my honey, I say fare thee well Now you wear your apron high You say you never, oh you never you Scarcely ever see me passing by Fare thee well oh my honey I say fare thee well Goodbye woman I know I done you wrong Oh fare thee well. |
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