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  • 08-03-1973
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    That Tumble Down Shack In Athlone
    Performer(s): Richard W. Pascoe - Monte Carlo - Alma Sanders



    I'm a long way from home and my thoughts ever roam
    To ould Erin far over the sea
    For my heart it is there, where the skies are so fair
    And ould Ireland is calling for me

    There are eyes that are sad, as they watch for a lad
    In the old fashioned town of Athlone
    And I pray for the day, when I'm sailing away
    To ould Ireland, and mother, my own

    Oh! I want to go back to that tumble down shack
    Where the wild roses bloom 'round the door
    Just to pillow my head, in that ould trundle bed
    Just to see my ould mother once more
    There's a bright gleaming light, guiding me home tonight
    Down the long road of white cobble stone
    Down the road that leads back, to that tumble down shack
    To that tumble down shack in Athlone



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ça Fait Drôle
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    Ça Fait Drôle Composer(s): Jacques Plante - Charles Dumont Performer(s): Edith Piaf



    Ça fait drôle, ça fait vraiment drôle
    Quand nos corps se frôlent
    De nous éveiller
    Emerveillés...
    Ça fait drôle de sortir d'un rêve
    Au creux d'un lit tiède
    Surpris par le jour
    Dans notre amour...
    L'existence
    Toujours étonnante
    Fait de ces miracles
    Faudrait l'applaudir
    Comme au spectacle
    Ça fait drôle, j'avais peur de vivre
    Et puis tout arrive
    Et ce tout pour moi
    Ça veut dire toi

    Ça fait drôle de rejouer ce rôle
    Contre ton épaule
    Ce rôle oublié
    De femme aimée...
    De renaître
    De me reconnaître
    Dans les yeux d'un être
    Lorsque lui non plus
    N'y croyait plus
    Il me semble
    Que mes jambes tremblent
    Que tout recommence
    Après des années de longue absence
    Ça fait drôle, je reprends ma place
    Faut que je m'y fasse
    J'apprends le bonheur
    J'l'apprends par cœur

    Ces voyages, je ne peux pas y croire
    J'ai eu trop d'histoires
    Je traîne avec moi trop de mémoire
    Mais quand même
    Ça fait drôle quand même
    D'entendre "je t'aime"
    Car si cette fois-ci...
    Si cette fois-ci...
    Si cette fois-ci...
    Si cette fois-ci...
    Si cette fois-ci...
    Si cette fois-ci...



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    Guitar Slim
    Composer(s): Eddie Jones
    Performer(s): Eddie "Guitar Slim" Jones



    Now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
    and I'm come to play in your town
    now if you don't like my music
    I will not hang around

    I like my pocket full of money, baby
    and my whiskey, gin and wine
    I like to eat a country dinner
    and I like to get me loving all the time

    now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
    and I'm come to play in your town
    I'm still gonna jump and clown




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    07-03-1973
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    That Train Don't Stop Here
    Performer(s): Los Lobos



    Looking out my window
    I see my world has changed
    The sun won't rise this mornin'
    'Cause baby's gone away

    Yesterday I could tell myself
    That she'd be back for sure
    But that train don't stop here anymore

    She used to go out with the girls
    Every now and then
    She always came home early
    We'd jump in bed by ten
    She'd tell me that she loved me
    She would forevermore
    But that train don't stop here anymore

    Nothin' changes faster than baby's fickle mind
    I know she' lovin' someone
    Somewhere down the line
    I know that she still has a key
    I'm waiting by the door
    But that train don't stop here anymore

    She ran out through the back door
    Screamin' in the night
    She said I was the devil
    I didn't treat her right
    The man down at the station
    Said "That was her for sure"
    Now that train don't stop here anymore



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ça Fait D'excellents Français
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    Ça Fait D'excellents Français Composer(s): Jean Boyer - George Van Parys Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier



    Le colonel était dans la finance
    Le commandant était dans l'industrie
    Le capitaine était dans l'assurance
    Et le lieutenant était dans l'épicerie
    Le juteux était huissier de la banque de France
    Le sergent était boulanger-patissier
    Le caporal était dans l'ignorance
    Et le 2e classe était rentier

    Et tout ça, ça fait
    D'excellents Français
    D'excellents soldats
    Qui marchent au pas
    Ils n'en avaient plus l'habitude
    Mais c'est comme la bicyclette ça s'oublie pas
    Et tous ces gaillards
    Qui pour la plupart
    Ont des gosses qu'ont leur certificat d'étude
    Oui tous ces braves gens
    Sont partis chiquement
    Pour faire tout comme jadis
    C'que leurs pères ont fait pour leurs fils

    Le colonel avait de l'albumine
    Le commandant souffrait du gros colon
    Le capitaine avait bien mauvaise mine
    Et le lieutenant avait des ganglions
    Le juteux avait des coliques néphrétiques
    Le sergent avait le pilor atrophié
    Le caporal un cor isachronique
    Et le 2e classe des cors aux pieds

    Et tout ça, ça fait
    D'excellents Français
    D'excellents soldats
    Qui marchent au pas
    Oubliant dans cette aventure
    Qu'ils étaient douillets, fragiles et délicats
    Et tous ces gaillards
    Qui pour la plupart
    Prenaient des cachets, des gouttes et des mixtures
    Les v'là bien portants
    Tout comme à vingt ans
    D'où vient ce miracle là?
    Mais du pinard et du tabac!
    Le colonel était de l'Action française
    Le commandant était un modéré
    Le capitaine était pour le diocèse
    Et le lieutenant boulottait du curé
    Le juteux était un fervent extrémiste
    Le sergent un socialiste convaincu
    Le caporal, inscrit sur toutes les listes
    Et le 2e classe au PMU!

    Et tout ça, ça fait
    D'excellents Français
    D'excellents soldats
    Qui marchent au pas
    En pensant que la République
    C'est encore le meilleur régime ici bas
    Et tous ces gaillards
    Qui pour la plupart
    N'étaient pas du même avis en politique
    Les v'là tous d'accord
    Quel que soit leur sort
    Ils désirent tous désormais
    Qu'on nous foute une bonne fois la paix!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Guitar Man (Jerry Reed)
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    Guitar Man
    Composer(s): Jerry Reed
    First recording/First release by: Jerry Reed – 1966/1967
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
    Left my mama a goodbye note
    By sundown I'd left Kingston
    With my guitar under my coat
    I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis
    Got a room at the YMCA
    For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
    Just lookin' for a place to play
    Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire
    But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man
    Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis
    I run outta money and luck
    So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia
    On a overloaded poultry truck
    I thumbed on down to Panama City
    Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars
    Hopin' I could make myself a dollar
    Makin' music on my guitar
    I got the same old story at them all night piers
    There ain't no room around here for a guitar man
    We don't need a guitar man, son
    So I slept in the hobo jungles
    Roamed a thousand miles of track
    Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama
    At a club they call Big Jack's
    A little four-piece band was jammin'
    So I took my guitar and I sat in
    I showed 'em what a band would sound like
    With a swingin' little guitar man
    Show 'em, son
    If you ever take a trip down to the ocean
    Find yourself down around Mobile
    Make it on out to a club called Jack's
    If you got a little time to kill
    Just follow that crowd of people
    You'll wind up out on his dance floor
    Diggin' the finest little five-piece group
    Up and down the Gulf of Mexico
    Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band
    Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man



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    06-03-1973
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    That Sunday, That Summer
    Composer(s): George David Weiss - Joe Sherman
    Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole
    and multiple other artists



    (If I had to choose just one day)

    If I had to choose just one day
    To last my whole life through
    It would surely be that Sunday
    The day that I met you

    Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills
    Summer was a-coming in but fast
    Lots of daffodils were showing off their skills
    Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper
    "Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her"

    If I had to choose one moment
    To live within my heart
    It would be that tender moment
    Recalling how we started
    Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
    That way, that Sunday, that summer

    (Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills)
    (Summer was a-comin' in but fast)
    (Lots of daffodils were showin' off their skills)
    (Nodding all together, I could almost hear them whisper)
    ("Go on, kiss her, go on and kiss her")

    If I had to choose one moment
    To live within my heart
    It would be that tender moment
    Recalling how we started
    Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
    That way, that Sunday, that summer



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ça Fait Désordre
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    Ça Fait Désordre Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadianmandis Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



    Ça fait désordre, j'imprime pas tout Ça fait désordre, je passe à côté d' tout J'ai pas l' talent d' l'ordinateur Lui, la mémoire, moi, les souvenirs au cœur Comme quand tu t'en vas pour nulle part Pour une étoile, même pas, un mirage Ça fait désordre car j' suis pas du voyage D'où tu reviens de tout Tu pars, c'est comme ça, pour nulle part Sans même savoir si j'suis dans tes bagages Ça fait désordre, j' le vis comme un outrage Et je reviens de tout Ça fait désordre, d'être prisonnier D' prendre tous ces trucs pour planer, et t'échapper C'est du chantage aux sentiments Ces faux paradis, c'est ta vie qui fout l' camp Comme quand tu t'en vas pour nulle part Pour une étoile, même pas, un mirage Ça fait désordre car j' suis pas du voyage D'où tu reviens de tout Tu pars, c'est comme ça, pour nulle part Sans même savoir si j'suis dans tes bagages Ça fait désordre, j' le vis comme un outrage Et je reviens de tout



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    Guitar And Pen
    Composer(s): Pete Townshend
    Performer(s): The Who



    You're alone above the street somewhere
    Wondering how you'll ever count out there

    You can walk, you can talk, you can fight
    But inside you've got something to write
    In your hand you hold your only friend
    Never spend your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen

    When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up
    When you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budge
    When the words are immobile until you sit down
    Never feel they're worth keeping, they're not easily found
    Then you know in some strange, unexplainable way
    You must really have something
    Jumping, thumping, fighting, hiding away
    Important to say

    When you sing through the verse and you end in a scream
    And you swear and you curse 'cause the rhyming ain't clean
    But it suddenly comes after years of delay
    You pick up your guitar, you can suddenly play
    When your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are white
    Then you can be sure, you can open the door
    Get off of the floor tonight
    You have something to write

    When you want to complain, there's no one can stop you
    But when your music proclaims, there's no one can top you
    You are wearing you heart on your jumping feet
    You've got a head start away from the street

    But is that what you want, to be rich and be gone?
    Could be there's just one thing left in the end
    Your guitar and your pen

    When you sing to your mum, and you hum and you croon
    And she says that she'd like it "with more of a tune"
    And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed
    Then you stick it together and start writing again
    And you know that it won't be too long 'til your back
    To bring her some money, she's calling you "honey"
    Stashed in a bloody great sack
    In your Cadillac

    You're alone
    You're alone

    You're alone above the street somewhere
    Wondering how you'll ever count out there

    You can walk, you can talk, you can fight
    But inside you've got something to write
    In your hand you hold your only friend
    Never spend your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen
    Your guitar or your pen

    Never spend your guitar or your pen




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    05-03-1973
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    That Southern Hospitality (When You're Down In Dixie)
    Composer(s): Chas. McCarron - Raymond Walker



    I love to meet a man and take him by the hand
    if he's from Dixie from dear old Dixie
    Because in Dixie land the people treat you grand
    They've got that Southern Hospitality
    Gee, there's something the matter with you
    If you can really be lonesome and blue in Dixie

    You'll find a welcome there on every easy chair
    When you're in Dixie
    In dear old Dixie
    And when you get a meal, you get a meal that's real
    With good old sweet potatoes Southern style
    While there's nothing the matter with me
    I know a little bit better I'd be in Dixie

    When you're down in Dixie
    In a town in Dixie
    With its Southern ways,
    Its "Home and Mother" days
    In their arms they take you
    Right at home, they make you
    Oh, oh, oh, you're always pickin' on a chicken
    When you're down in Dixie
    In a town in Dixie
    You're welcome, you're welcome to all you see
    And the population's at the station there
    When your train pulls in from "Any where"
    They're always glad to see you, take it from me
    It's that Southern Hospitality



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ça Balance Pas Mal À Paris
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    Ça Balance Pas Mal À Paris Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall & Michel Berger



    [France] J'suis née ici [Michel] Pas à Memphis [France] J'suis de Paris [Michel] Pas de famille [France] J'ai jamais connu Cab Calloway [Michel] J'ai jamais rien produit sur Brodway [France] J'connais Passy [Michel] Pas Albany [France] J'suis pas Yankee [Michel] T'es bien titi [France] Moi j'suis pas pour les cocoricos [Michel] Y a aussi du mauvais dans l'Ohio [France & Michel] Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance aussi [France] J'veux faire un show [Michel] J'demande pas mieux [France] Mets du nouveau [Michel] Cest tout c'que j'veux [France] Mais j'veux pas copier Ginger Rogers [Michel] Pourquoi toujours América first [France] West side story [Michel] C'est bien fini [France] Les parapluies [Michel] C'était joli [France] Mais je veux faire quelque chose à moi [Michel] Faudra travailler mais pourquoi pas [France & Michel] Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance aussi [Michel] Les claquettes c'est plus de notre époque La Métro Goldwin Mayer c'est plus la meilleure [France & Michel] Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance aussi Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal à Paris Ça balance aussi Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal Ça balance pas mal Ça balance aussi



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    Guilty
    Composer(s): Tiger
    Performer(s): UB40



    Well hello baby
    Come sit down, make your self comfortable
    Tell me somthing, how long have we known each other?
    About ten months huh?
    Say what`s that on your finger? An engagement ring?
    So you and john are getting engaged huh ?
    You know he`s a mighty lucky guy
    Should be proud to have a woman like you
    Listen, I`ve got something to tell you
    Don`t think I`m getting fresh or anything like that
    But this things been bugging me for a long time you know
    And it's getting heavier each and every day
    And I`ve just gotta get it off my chest
    See I`ve never seen anyone like you
    I`ve never known anyone like you
    Let me take me back to my childhood a while
    See we had a medium size family you know we were`nt rich
    But my mother tried to bring us us the best she could
    Did`nt commit no crime nor nothing
    But I had to reach man hood to commit this crime
    According to the code of love, if there is such a code
    See love is a thing well, you know?
    It`s a bit like quicksand
    The more you wriggle the deeper you sink
    And when it hit`s you you`ve just got to fall
    That's why I do believe that I am Guilty
    Guilty of loving you




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    04-03-1973
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    That Song Is Driving Me Crazy
    Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
    Performer(s): Tom T. Hall



    That song is a-driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me

    That song is a-driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me

    I love that part about break my heart and baby please come home
    And I love that line about a-hurtin' my mind and my beer ain't got no foam

    That song is driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me

    Well you sing high and I'll sing low and everybody sing along
    But everybody quit while I get my kick singin' bring that boogie home

    Hmmmm, that song is a a-driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me

    Okay gang... well that song is driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me

    That song is a-driving me crazy, I gotta hear it again
    First time I heard it, I was with some friends
    It's a simple little song you can sing along with an old time melody
    So would you play that crazy little song again for me



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    Ça A Raté Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - Roger Samyn Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



    Un jour que dans la rue seule je me promenais
    Un garçon inconnu soudain m'a accostée
    J'ai fait celle qui n'entendait rien, ne voyait rien
    Et l'ignorait mais ça a raté

    Le lendemain par hasard comme je me promenais
    Je l'ai vu sans retard venir me relancer
    Pour le décourager je lui ai parlé de moi sans arrêt
    Mais ça a raté

    Il m'a dit "que fait's vous ce soir?"
    Et il a si bien insisté
    Que jusqu'à minuit et plus tard
    Ensemble oui nous avons twisté

    Il m'a dit "que fait's vous ce soir?"
    Et il a si bien insisté
    Que jusqu'à minuit et plus tard
    Ensemble oui nous avons twisté

    On se voit chaque jour et dois je l'avouer
    Je suis prise à mon tour car je crois bien l'aimer
    Moi qui voulais à tout prix l'éviter
    Je suis bien heureuse que ça ai raté

    Moi qui voulais à tout prix l'éviter
    Je suis bien heureuse que ça ai raté

    Moi qui voulais à tout prix l'éviter
    Je suis bien heureuse que ça ai raté



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Guilty (Pearls)
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    Guilty
    Composer(s): R. Roker; G. Shury
    Performer(s): Pearls



    As a lover you run for cover whenever trouble appears
    Kiss and run again, you kiss and run again
    Always ending in tears
    You’ve been floating around like a butterfly
    But I’m going to give you doubt

    ‘Cause you’ve been found and convicted of a serious crime
    Caught in possession of this heart of mine
    And I’m locking you away for a long, long time
    You’re guilty, guilty, you’re guilty of love
    I’m the judge and the jury and defendant, too
    And I’m just about to throw the book at you
    You’re guilty, guilty, can’t get away
    ‘Cause you’re guilty, guilty, now hear me saying
    G-u-i-l-t-y

    Now I’m on the case, keeping you in place
    Ain’t so easy to do
    Don’t step out of line, or you’re gonna find
    I’ll come a-gunning for you
    Just like an agent from the FBI, I’m gonna get my man

    ‘Cause you’ve been found and convicted of a serious crime
    Caught in possession of this heart of mine
    And I’m locking you away for a long, long time
    You’re guilty, guilty, you’re guilty of love
    I’m the judge and the jury and defendant, too
    And I’m just about to throw the book at you
    You’re guilty, guilty, can’t get away
    ‘Cause you’re guilty, guilty, now hear me saying
    G-u-i-l-t-y

    found and convicted of a serious crime
    Caught in possession of this heart of mine
    And I’m locking you away for a long, long time
    You’re guilty, guilty, you’re guilty of love
    I’m the judge and the jury and defendant, too
    And I’m just about to throw the book at you
    You’re guilty, guilty, can’t get away
    ‘Cause you’re guilty, guilty, now hear me saying
    G-u-i-l-t-y

    I said G-u-i-l-t-y




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    03-03-1973
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    That Song About The Midway
    Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
    First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1969
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I met you on a midway at a fair last year
    And you stood out like a ruby in a black man's ear
    You were playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings
    You were playing like a devil wearing wings, wearing wings
    You looked so grand wearing wings
    Do you tape them to your shoulders just to sing
    Can you fly
    I heard you can! Can you fly
    Like an eagle doin' your hunting from the sky

    I followed with the sideshows to another town
    And I found you in a trailer on the camping grounds
    You were betting on some lover, you were shaking up the dice
    And I thought I saw you cheating once or twice, once or twice

    I heard your bid once or twice
    Were you wondering was the gamble worth the price
    Pack it in
    I heard you did! Pack it in
    Was it hard to fold a hand you knew could win

    So lately you've been hiding, it was somewhere in the news
    And I'm still at these races with my ticket stubs and my blues
    And a voice calls out the numbers, and it sometimes mentions mine
    And I feel like I've been working overtime, overtime

    I've lost my fire overtime
    Always playin' one more hand for one more dime
    Slowin' down
    I'm gettin' tired! Slowin' down
    And I envy you the valley that you've found
    'Cause I'm midway down the midway
    Slowin' down, down, down, down



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Come All Ye Fair And Tender Ladies
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    Come All Ye Fair And Tender Ladies
    Composer(s): A.P. Carter
    Performer(s): The Carter Family - 1932
    and multiple other artists



    Come all ye fair and tender ladies
    Take warning how you court young men
    They're like a bright star on a cloudy morning
    They will first appear and then they're gone

    They'll tell to you some loving story
    To make you think that they love you true
    Straightway they'll go and court some other
    Oh that's the love that they have for you

    Do you remember our days of courting
    When your head lay upon my breast
    You could make me believe with the falling of your arm
    That the sun rose in the West

    I wish I were some little sparrow
    And I had wings and I could fly
    I would fly away to my false true lover
    And while he'll talk I would sit and cry

    But I am not some little sparrow
    I have no wings nor can I fly
    So I'll sit down here in grief and sorrow
    And try to pass my troubles by

    I wish I had known before I courted
    That love had been so hard to gain
    I'd of locked my heart in a box of golden
    And fastened it down with a silver chain

    Young men never cast your eye on beauty
    For beauty is a thing that will decay
    For the prettiest flowers that grow in the garden
    How soon they'll wither, will wither and fade away



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Guilty (Margaret Whiting)
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    Guilty
    Composer(s): Richard Whiting; Harry Akst; Donald Kahn
    Performer(s): Margaret Whiting;
    and various other artists



    Is it a sin? Is it a crime?
    Loving you dear like I do
    If it's a crime then I'm guilty
    Guilty of loving you

    Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you
    Dreaming the lonely night through
    If it's a crime then I'm guilty
    Guilty of dreaming of you

    What can I do? What can I say
    After I've taken the blame?
    You say you're through, you'll go your way
    But I'll always feel just the same

    Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong
    Loving you dear like I do
    If it's a crime, then I'm guilty
    Guilty of loving you

    What can I do? And what can I say
    After I've taken the blame?
    You say you're through, you'll go your way.
    But I'll always feel just the same

    Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong
    Loving you dear like I do
    If it's a crime, then I'm guilty
    Guilty of loving you




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    02-03-1973
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    That Silver Haired Daddy Of Mine
    Composer(s): Gene Autry - Jimmy Long
    Performer(s): Gene Autry
    and multiple other artists



    In a vine covered shack in the mountains
    Bravely fighting the battle of time
    There's a dear one who's weathered life's sorrow
    It's that silver haired daddy of mine

    If I could recall all the heartaches
    Dear old Daddy, I've caused you to bear
    If I could erase those lines from your face
    And bring back the gold to your hair

    If God would but grant me the power
    Just to turn back the pages of time
    I'd give all I own if I could but atone
    To that silver haired daddy of mine

    I know it's too late, dear old Daddy
    To repay for the heartaches and cares
    But dear Mother is waiting in Heaven
    Just to comfort and solace you there

    If I could recall all the heartaches
    Dear old Daddy, I've caused you to bear
    If I could erase those lines from your face
    And bring back the gold to your hair

    If God would but grant me the power
    Just to turn back the pages of time
    I'd give all I own if I could but atone
    To that silver haired daddy of mine



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    Mystic Eyes
    Composer(s): Van Morrison
    Originally performed by: Them
    Covered by various other artists



    One Sunday mornin'
    A-we went walkin'
    Down by, the old graveyard
    The mornin' fog
    I looked into
    A-yeah, those mystic eyes

    Her mystic eyes
    Mystic eyes
    Mystic eyes
    Mystic, eyes
    Mystic eyes
    Mystic eyes
    Oh, the mystic eyes
    Ooh

    (Mystic, mystic, mystic, mystic, mystic)



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