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  • 06-01-1976
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    The Race Is On
    Composer(s): Don Rollins
    First release by: Jimmie Gray - 1963
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I feel tears wellin' up cold and deep inside
    Like my heart's sprung a big break
    And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful
    That I may never shake
    You might say that I was taking it hard
    Oh, she wrote me off with a call
    But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
    When I may break right down and bawl?

    Well, the race is on and here comes
    Pride up the backstretch
    Heartaches are going to the in-side
    My Tears are holding back
    They're tryin' not to fall
    My Heart's out of the running
    True Love's scratched for another's sake
    The race is on and it looks like Heartaches
    And the winner loses all

    One day I ventured in love, never once suspectin'
    What the final result would be
    How I lived in fear of waking up each morning
    And thinkin' that you're gone from me
    There's ache and pain in my heart
    For today was the one that I hated to face
    Somebody new came up to win her
    I came out in second place

    Well, the race is on and here comes
    Pride up the backstretch
    Heartaches are going to the in-side
    My Tears are holding back
    They're tryin' not to fall
    My Heart's out of the running
    True Love's scratched for another's sake
    The race is on and it looks like Heartaches
    And the winner loses all

    Well, the race is on and here comes
    Pride up the backstretch
    Heartaches are going to the in-side
    My Tears are holding back
    They're tryin' not to fall
    My Heart's out of the running
    True Love's scratched for another's sake
    The race is on and it looks like Heartaches
    And the winner loses all



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    It's A Lonely Town (Lonely Without You) ((Italian Version: Città Vuota (Mina) - 1963)) Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman First release by: Gene McDaniels - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists



    The streets are crowded, people are everywhere
    The sounds of laughter and music fill the air
    Thousands of people walk and sing and talk along the avenue
    But it's a lonely town, lonely without you

    I go out dancing with someone new each night
    And it means nothing if she lets me hold her tight
    'Cause no one's warm embrace or lovely face can thrill me like you do
    But it's a lonely town, lonely without you

    Where can you be?
    All of our friends keep asking me
    Where have you gone?
    Without you love I can't go on
    I feel l ike crying each time I hear your name
    'Cause since you left me this town's just not the same

    So come back home and then we'll live again
    The happiness we knew
    'Cause it's a lonely town, lonely without you

    Lonely without you
    Lonely without you
    Lonely without you
    Lonely without you ...



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    G.I. Jive
    Composer(s): Johnny Mercer
    Performer(s): Johnny Mercer;
    and various other artists



    This is the G.I. Jive
    Man alive
    It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille
    Over your bed when you arrive
    Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
    Roodley-toot
    Jump in your suit
    Make a salute
    Boot!

    After you wash and dress
    More or less
    You go get your breakfast
    In a beautiful little cafe they call The Mess
    Jack, when you convalesce
    Outta your seat
    Into the street
    Make with the feet
    Reet!

    If you're a P-V-T, your duty
    Is to salute to L-I-E-U-T
    But if you brush the L-I-E-U-T
    The M-P makes you K-P on the Q-T

    This is the G.I. Jive
    Man alive
    They give you a private tank
    That features a little device called fluid drive
    Jack, after you revive
    Chuck all your junk
    Back in the trunk
    Fall on your bunk
    Clunk!

    Soon you're countin' jeeps
    But before you count to five
    Seems you're right back diggin' that
    G.I. Jive




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    05-01-1976
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    Queen Of Tonga
    Composer(s): Jack Fishman
    Performer(s): Edmundo Ros



    In the Pacific islands of Tonga
    They make their people stronger
    Oh, it can rain or storm or squall
    But they don't feel nothing at all

    Oh, the Queen of Tonga
    Crossed the ocean from faraway
    The Queen of Tonga
    Came to Britain for Coronation Day

    When the historic day came a-dawning
    The Queen woke up that morning
    And put on all her finery
    For the crowning ceremony

    Oh, the Queen of Tonga
    Crossed the ocean from faraway
    The Queen of Tonga
    Came to Britain for Coronation Day

    And when the great procession departed
    This Queen so happy-hearted
    Said, let it rain and let it pour
    Bring an open carriage and four

    Oh, the Queen of Tonga
    Crossed the ocean from faraway
    The Queen of Tonga
    Came to Britain for Coronation Day

    And when the people saw her
    On that torrential morn
    She captured all before her
    Took everyone by storm

    Oh, the Queen of Tonga
    Crossed the ocean from faraway
    The Queen of Tonga
    Came to Britain for Coronation Day

    In every heart will always live longer
    That reigning Queen of Tonga
    And I would like to save the fare
    Just to see her once again there

    Oh, the Queen of Tonga
    Crossed the ocean from faraway
    The Queen of Tonga
    Came to Britain for Coronation
    Royal Celebration
    Coronation Day



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    Citizen Of The Planet
    Composer(s): Paul Simon
    Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



    I am a citizen of the planet
    I was born here
    I’m going to die here
    Come what may
    I am entitled by my birth
    To the treasures of the earth
    No one must be denied these
    No one must be denied
    Easy dreams
    At the end of a chain-smokin’ day
    Easy dreams at the end of the day

    Who am I to believe
    That the future we perceive
    Lies in danger and the dangers increase
    Who are we to demand
    That the leaders of the land
    Hear the voices of reason and peace

    We are the citizens of the planet
    We were born here
    We’re going to die here
    Come what may
    We are entitled by our birth
    To the treasures of the earth
    No one must be denied these
    No one must be denied
    Easy dreams at the end of a chain-smokin’ day
    Easy dreams at the end of the day

    Who am I to deny
    What my eyes can clearly see
    And raise a child with a flame in his heart
    Who are we to believe
    That these thoughts are so naïve
    When we’ve all disagreed from the start

    We are the citizens of the planet
    We were born here
    We’re gong to die here
    Come what may
    We are entitled by our birth
    To the treasures of the earth
    No one must be denied these
    No one must be denied
    Easy dreams at the end of a chain-smokin’ day
    Easy dreams at the end of the day



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    G.I. Haircut
    Performer(s): Spike Jones & his City Slickers



    Gee, I got a G.I. haircut
    Gee, it's not a pretty haircut
    I am such an awful sad guy since I cut my hair
    Gee, I got a G.I. haircut
    And I wouldn't care but
    No more girls give me the glad eye
    With my head so bare.
    Army barbers sure are wizards
    Up and down they go with scissors
    Soon your hair is on the floor
    And "Boom" brother, there ain't no more
    When I told him how I want it
    Trimmed a bit with hair oil on it
    Nineteen yard birds held me there
    And Gee I got a G.I. haircut

    (Johnny got a haircut, haircut, haircut
    Johnny got a haircut just like mine)

    I dream of Johnny but his light brown hair
    Seems to be lying `neath an army barber's chair

    No more side burns, they're too fancy
    Nothin' quite so fancy pantsy
    Says his stuff is what it's called
    And "Boom" brother, they leave you bald
    I was sure it wouldn't happen
    But the barber caught me nappin'
    When I climbed into his chair
    And Gee, I got a G.I. haircut

    (Clipper sounds)
    (Next)




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    04-01-1976
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    The Queen Of Hearts
    ((Swedish Version: När Du Tar Mej I Din Famn (Agnetha Fältskog))
    Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog - Ingela Forsman
    Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



    So you're losing tonight
    Nothing seems to go right
    You keep playing the wrong cards, don't you
    Someone's throwing the dice
    And you need some advice
    So you listen to me now, won't you
    You don't know what's at stake
    That your heart's gonna break
    If you don't watch yourself tonight
    The Queen of Hearts is back in town
    Still wears the crown
    She does not intend to abdicate
    She'll be playing it cool
    She'll make you feel like a fool
    And you will never know if she will play it straight
    The Queen of Hearts is back again
    And it's you she wants my friend
    You'll see how well she knows her game
    You're a loser from the very start
    Because she deals for your heart
    For as long as you know
    You've been running the show
    Always played at the winning table
    Now you know you should leave
    There's no ace up your sleeve
    But you feel that you are unable
    And you know what's at stake
    That your heart's gonna break
    If you don't watch yourself tonight
    The Queen of Hearts is back in town
    Still wears the crown
    She does not intend to abdicate
    She'll be playing it cool
    She'll make you feel like a fool
    And you will never know if she will play it straight
    The Queen of Hearts is back again
    And it's you she wants my friend
    You'll see how well she knows her game
    You're a loser from the very start
    Because she deals for your heart



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    Citizen Kane Composer(s): Skip Battin - Kim Fowley Performer(s): The Byrds; The Flying Burrito Brothers



    Fat ugly fat man swam
    In a red tire made of stone
    A painted lady paddled next to him
    With two poodles on her lap
    Garbo quietly picked a flower
    While the chauffeur won his check again
    And Barrymore took a noon day nap
    And diamonds fell like rain
    Cisco Kid and a bald headed waitress
    Trapped 'neath a bed of brass
    The french cook served them chocolates
    And some cold cuts on the grass
    Louilla ripped her zebra pants
    In the polo lounge
    And Errol Flynn was not let in
    Cause he was coming down

    Up in Xanadu diamonds fell like rain
    Citizen Kane was king poor Citizen Kane

    Valentino suddenly appeared
    In his midnight blue tuxedo
    Had a falcon on his shoulder
    Eating chicken from his hands
    And Fatty Arbuckle waddled by
    On way to the bath house green
    Frankenstein ate the leading lady
    And licked the carcass clean

    Up in Xanadu diamonds fell like rain
    Citizen Kane was king poor Citizen Kane



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    G.I. Blues
    From the film "G.I. Blues"
    Composer(s): Sid Tepper; Roy C. Bennett
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley; HellBillys



    They give us a room with a view
    of the beautiful Rhine

    They give us a room with a view of the beautiful Rhine
    Gimme a muddy old creek in Texas any old time

    I've got those hup, two, three, four occupation G.I. Blues
    From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
    And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse

    We get hasenpfeffer and black pumpernickel for chow
    We get hasenpfeffer and black pumpernickel for chow
    I'd blow my next month's pay for a slice of Texas cow

    We'd like to be heroes, but all we do here is march
    We'd like to be heroes, but all we do here is march
    And they don't give the Purple Heart for a fallen arch

    I've got those hup, two, three, four occupation G.I. Blues
    From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
    And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse

    The frauleins are pretty as flowers, but we can't make a pass
    The frauleins are pretty as flowers, but we can't make a pass
    'Cause there's always a sign saying: "Keepen sie off the grass"

    I've got those hup, two, three, four occupation G.I. Blues
    From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
    And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse

    Occupation G.I. Blues
    At Ease!




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    03-01-1976
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    The Queen Of 1964
    Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
    Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



    Anyone who's played on a record date
    Will remember Stage-Door-Jenny
    Well, I saw her last night and man, she looked
    Like she wasn't gettin' any
    (Awwwwwwwww!)
    Rock and roll kinda took its toll
    When she shed her inhibitions
    Too many scenes in limousines
    And dressing room intermissions

    She was the queen of 1964
    But the truth of the matter is
    Nobody wants her anymore
    There was a time she could've shown you how
    But nobody wants an overage groupie now

    When it came to a superstar
    Jenny was a bragger
    She spread it all around to everyone in town
    That she once had Mick Jagger
    (Ooooooooooh!)
    There's no doubt when the truth comes out
    True love will always conquer
    She didn't get Mick but she got a kick
    And a black eye from Bianca

    She was the queen of 1964
    What a pity she became a shadow of the girl
    She was before
    She passed her prime, it seems a shame somehow
    But nobody wants an overage groupie now

    I'm afraid that the Morning Trade
    Had a sad obiturary
    There'll be no more Jenny at the door
    They took her to the cemetary
    (Awwwwwwwwwww!)
    Just an autograph book and a stereo
    There was no one she was close ta
    She was found with her arms around
    An Elvis Presley poster

    She was the queen of 1964
    Tonight there'll be a moment of silence
    At the Troubadour
    There was a time she could've shown you how
    But nobody wants an overage groupie now
    But nobody wants an overage groupie now



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    Cities
    Composer(s): David Byrne
    Performer(s): Talking Heads



    Think of London, a small city
    It's dark, dark in the daytime
    The people sleep, sleep in the daytime
    If they want to, if they want to

    Chorus

    I'm checking them out
    I'm checking them out
    I got it figured out
    I got it figured out
    There's good points and bad points
    Find a city
    Find myself a city to live in

    There are a lot of rich people in Birmingham
    A lot of ghosts in a lot of houses
    Look over there!...
    A dry ice factory
    A good place to get some thinking done

    Down el Paso way things get pretty spread out
    People got no idea where in the world they are
    They go up north and come back south
    Still got no idea where in the world they are
    Did I forget to mention, to mention Memphis
    Home of Elvis and the ancient greeks
    Do I smell?
    I smell home cooking
    It's only the river, it's only the river



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    (Give Me Back My) Name
    Composer(s): David Byrne
    Performer(s)): Talking Heads



    There's a word for it
    And words don't mean a thing
    There's name for it
    And names make all the difference in the world
    Some things can never be spoken
    Some things cannot be pronounced
    That word does not exist in any language
    It will never be uttered by a human mouth

    Let X make a statement
    Let breath pass through those cracked lips
    That man was my hero
    And now that word has been taken from us
    Some things can never be spoken
    Some things cannot be pronounced
    That word does not exist in any language
    It will never be uttered by a human mouth

    Give me back my name
    Give me back my name
    Something has been changed in my life
    Something has been changed in my life
    Something must be returned to us
    Something must me returned to us




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    02-01-1976
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    The Pussycat Song (N'yot N'yow)
    Composer(s): Dick Manning
    Performer(s): Perry Como & The Fontane Sisters



    Fontane Sisters:
    This is the story 'bout Perry who came home late one night!

    Perry Como:
    Must have been about a two or three am, something like that!

    FS:
    "Gotta get me some sleep", he yawned
    as he turned out the light!

    PC:
    Haaw! I guess I was too tired to do any reading!

    FS:
    Whether he dreamed what happened
    or if he really heard it, he wouldn't bet
    but he swears it sounded like two cats singin' a duet!

    PC:
    Come y'out, come y'out, come y'out my pretty kitten
    This is me, your boyfriend 'Tom'

    FS:
    N'yot N'yow!

    PC:
    Ah! come y'out, come y'out, come y'out my pretty kitten
    This is old Tom, 'Tom' the atom-bomb!

    FS:
    N'yot N'yow!
    We assure you we'd come y'out if only we knew how
    They tell us that you really are the cat's 'Meow'!

    PC:
    Ah! come y'out, come y'out, come y'out my pretty kitten now?

    FS:
    N'yot N'yow!

    PC:
    Oh!

    FS:
    Come y'out, come y'out, come y'out our croonin' kitten
    We will serenade the moon!

    PC:
    N'yot N'yow!

    FS:
    Come y'out, come y'out, come y'out our little kitten
    We will sing a little tune!

    PC:
    N'yot N'yow!
    When the folks got home tonight at twelve or thereabout
    They locked the door and they forgot to put me-yowt!

    FS:
    Oowah!

    PC:
    Alone from night to night you'll find me!

    FS:
    Come y'out, come y'out, come y'out our croonin' kitten
    Mee-yowh!

    PC:
    Heh heh
    OK, now!



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    Citadel Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists



    Men are armed shout who goes there
    We have journeyed far from here
    Armed with bibles make us swear

    Candy and taffy, hope we both are well
    Please come see me in the citadel

    Flags are flying, dollar bills
    Round the heights of concrete hills
    You can see the pinnacles

    Candy and taffy, hope we both are well
    Please come see me in the citadel

    In the streets are many walls
    Hear the peasants come and crawl
    You can hear their lovers call

    Candy and taffy, hope we both are well
    Please come see me in the citadel

    Screaming people fly so fast
    In thier shining mental cars
    Through the woods of steel and glass

    Candy and taffy, hope we both are well
    Please come see me in the citadel



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    (Girls, Girls, Girls) Made To Love
    Composer(s): Phil Everly
    Performer(s): Eddie Hodges



    My father looked at me one day
    said "Son, it's plain to see

    That you're getting older
    and should have a talk with me

    You'll soon be going on lots of dates as to a man you grow
    And there's one important thing ev'ry boy should know"

    And that is
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    That's why some have eyes of blue
    That's why some stand five foot two
    'Cause girls, girls, girls were made to love

    One day soon you'll have a date and you'll take her home that night
    Then you'll find you'll wonder would a kiss be right
    The more you look, the more you'll find those doubts will fill your
    head
    But think real hard and you might recall what your ol' Dad said"

    He said that
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    That's why ya watch 'em walk down the street
    That's why their kisses taste awful sweet
    'Cause girls, girls, girls were made to love

    "Then you'll meet that special girl who'll sweep your off your feet
    You'll want to say you love her, but you'll find it hard to speak
    This is a time when you'll find it's better left unsaid
    Just tell 'er like I told your Mom, with a kiss instead"

    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    That's why ya watch 'em walk down the street
    That's why their kisses taste awful sweet
    'cause girls, girls, girls were made to love
    Girls, girls, girls were made to love
    Girls, girls, girls were made ........ Fade




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    01-01-1976
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Pusher
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    The Pusher
    Composer(s): Hoyt Axton
    First release by: Steppenwolf - 1968
    Covered by multiple other artists



    You know I smoked a lot of grass
    Oh Lord! I popped a lot of pills
    But I've never touched nothin'
    That my spirit couldn't kill
    You know I've seen a lot of people walking 'round
    With tombstones in their eyes
    But the pusher don't care
    If you live -- or if you die
    God Damn! The pusher
    God Damn! The pusher
    I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man
    You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
    With a lump of grass in his hand
    But the pusher is a monster
    Not a natural man
    The dealer for a nickel
    Goin to sell you lots of sweet dreams
    Ah... but the pusher will ruin your body
    Lord he'll leave your mind to scream
    God Damn! The pusher
    God Damn! God damn the pusher
    I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man
    Well now if I were the president of this land
    You know I'd declare total war on the pusher man
    I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he run
    And I'd kill him with my bible, and my razor and my gun...
    God Damn! The pusher
    God damn the pusher
    I said God damn! God damn the pusher man!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cita Con Ángeles
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    Cita Con Ángeles
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Desde los tiempos más remotos
    vuelan los ángeles guardianes
    siempre celosos de sus votos
    contra atropellos y desmanes
    Junto a las cunas infantiles
    junto a los tristes moribundos
    cuentan que velan los gentiles
    seres con alas de otro mundo

    Cuando este ángel surca el cielo
    no hay nada que se le asemeje
    El fin de su apurado vuelo
    es la sentencia de un hereje
    no se distraiga ni demore
    todo es ahora inoportuno
    Va rumbo al campo de las flores
    donde la hoguera espera a Bruno

    Se lanza un ángel de la altura
    caída libre que da frío
    La orden de su jefatura
    es descender hasta Dos Ríos
    Es 19 y también mayo
    monte de espuma y madre sierra
    cuando otro ángel a caballo
    cae “con los pobres de la tierra”

    Dicen que al filo de la una
    un angelote compasivo
    pasó delante de la luna
    sobrevolando los olivos
    Y cuentan que con mala maña
    fue tiroteado su abanico
    justo a la hora que en España
    se asesinaba a Federico

    Un bello arcángel aletea
    junto a un gran pájaro de hierro
    Procura que un hombre lo vea
    para ahuyentar cien mil destierros
    Pero el arcángel se sofoca
    y un ala azul se le lastima
    y el ave negra abre la boca
    cuando atraviesan Hiroshima

    Dejando un surco luminoso
    por sobre Memphis, Tennessee
    pasó volando presuroso
    un ser alado en frenesí
    Iba vistiéndose de luto
    iba llorando el querubín
    e iba contando los minutos
    de Dios y Martin Luther King

    El ángel pasa bajo un puente
    después rodea un rascacielos
    Parque Central, lleno de gente
    no se da cuenta de su vuelo
    Cuánta utopía será rota
    y cuánto de imaginación
    cuando a la puerta del Dakota
    las balas derriben a John

    Septiembre aúlla todavía
    su doble saldo escalofriante
    todo sucede un mismo día
    gracias a un odio semejante
    Y el mismo ángel que allá en Chile
    vio bombardear al presidente
    ve las dos torres con sus miles
    cayendo inolvidablemente

    Desesperados, los querubes
    toman los cielos de la tierra
    y con sus lápices de nubes
    pintan adioses a las guerras
    El mundo llena los balcones
    y exclama al fin: esta es mi lucha
    pero el señor de los cañones
    no mira al cielo ni lo escucha

    Pobres los ángeles urgentes
    que nunca llegan a salvarnos
    ¿Será que son incompetentes
    o que no hay forma de ayudarnos?
    Para evitarles más dolores
    y cuentas del sicoanalista
    seamos un tilín mejores
    y mucho menos egoístas



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.(Ghost) Riders In The Sky
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    (Ghost) Riders In The Sky
    Spanish Title: Jinetes En El Cielo
    Composer(s): Stan Jones
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
    and various other artists



    An old cowpoke went riding out
    one dark and windy day

    Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
    When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
    A ploughin' thru the ragged skies
    And up a cloudy draw
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    The ghost herd in the sky

    Their brands were still on fire and their hooves wuz made of steel
    Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
    A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered thru the sky
    For he saw the riders comin' hard
    And he heard their mournful cry
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    Ghost riders in the sky

    Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat
    They're ridin' hard to atch that herd but they ain't caught them yet
    'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
    On horses snortin' fire
    As they ride on, hear their cry
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    Ghost riders in the sky

    As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
    "If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
    Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
    A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd
    Across these endless skies"
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    The ghost herd in the sky

    Ghost riders in the sky

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    Dean Martin's version:


    An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
    Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
    When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
    A ploughin' thru the ragged skies
    And up a cloudy draw
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    The ghost herd in the sky

    As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
    "If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
    Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
    A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd
    Across these endless skies"
    Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o
    The ghost herd in the sky

    The ghost herd in the sky
    Yippee-yi-o
    Ghost riders in the sky

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    31-12-1975
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Puppy Song
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    The Puppy Song
    Composer(s): Harry Nilsson
    First release by: Harry Nilsson - 1969
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Dreams are nothing more than wishes
    And a wish's just a dream you wish to come true

    If only I could have a puppy
    I'd call myself so very lucky
    Just to have some company
    To share a cup of tea with me
    I'd take my puppy everywhere
    La la la la I wouldn't care
    Then we'll stay away from crowds
    With sites that say no dogs allowed
    Oh we... I know he'd never bite me
    We... I know he'd never bite me

    If only I could have a friend
    Who sticks with me until the ned
    And walk along beside the sea
    To share a bit of moon with me
    I'd take my friend most everywhere
    La la la la I wouldn't care
    And we'll stay away from crowds
    With sites that say no friends allowed
    Oh we... we'd be so happy to be...
    We... we'd be so happy to be together

    But dreams are nothing more than wishes
    And a wish's just a dream you wish to come true
    Dreams are nothing more than wishes
    (Your wish will come true)
    And a wish's just a dream (Your wish will come true)
    Your wish to come true (Your wish will come true)



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    Cirrus Minor Composer(s): Roger Waters First release by: Pink Floyd - 1969



    In a churchyard by a river
    Lazing in the haze of midday
    Laughing in the grasses and the graves

    Yellow bird you are not long in
    Singing and in flying on
    In laughing and in leaving

    Willow weeping in the water
    Waving to the river daughters
    Swaying in the ripples and the reeds

    On a trip to Cirrus Minor
    Saw a crater in the sun
    A thousand miles of moonlight later



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