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  • 19-09-1996
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    Il Marinaio
    ((aka Un Marinaio (by The Beans); Un Angelo In Più (by Oro) - 1995; Nel Così Blu (by Zucchero) - 2006))
    ((Adapted from: A Salty Dog (by Procol Harum) - 1969))
    Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid - Mogol
    Performer(s): Massimo Ranieri - 1970



    Seduto qui
    io guardo il mar
    sono quasi già le sei
    la nave è là
    in fondo al mar
    lentamente se ne va...

    Il sole tarda
    il vento è freddo
    e frusta gli occhi miei
    i miei ricordi
    il viso tuo
    non mi ha lasciato mai

    Un marinaio vicino a me
    anche lui guarda il mar
    a cosa pensa
    io non lo so
    c'è sale negli occhi suoi...

    Il suo fantasma
    chissà chi è
    certamente non sei tu!
    Il vento è freddo
    anche per lui
    ma lui non piange più...

    Un marinaio vicino a me
    anche lui guarda il mar
    a cosa pensa
    io non lo so
    c'è sale negli occhi suoi...

    Il suo fantasma
    chissà chi è
    certamente non sei tu!
    Il vento è freddo
    anche per lui
    ma lui non piange più...



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    Wait Composer(s): Jackie Jackson; David Paich Performer(s): The Jacksons



    How come you tell me that we have to get away? But girl, you can't be found We'll dine in Paris on the Champs Elysées Whenever you come around There's been a break down, break down Don't change your mind on me! Just take a little time You say the finer things Are worth waiting for Just give me some kinda sign, baby I can't wait, wait for a hundred years! I can't hold back my tears any longer, longer I can't wait, wait for a hundred years! I can't hold back my tears any longer, longer, whoa! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Sometimes I think of all the moments that we share I've been waiting for so long You know it hurts me Everytime you run and hide I look up and now you're gone I've been put down, way down There's no tomorrow for me You can't let love just fade away, baby I can't wait, wait for a hundred years! I can't hold back my tears any longer, longer I can't wait, wait for a hundred years! I can't hold back my tears any longer! Girl, I've been longing for you deep inside And I tell myself, baby, baby If this love of ours will survive Then let's take this chance together, together Baby, you know! I just can't wait (I just can't wait) Wait for a hundred years (I just can't wait) I just can't wait I can't hold back my tears any longer, longer! I can't wait, wait for a hundred years I can't hold back my tears (can't hold back my tears) any longer! Now hear, you pushed my heart around Tore me up inside, made me feel so bad You took away my pride! (My pride!) I can't wait, wait for a hundred years I can't hold back my tears any longer I can't hold back my tears (Any longer) I can't hold back my tears, baby (Any longer) I can't hold back my tears, darling (Any longer) I can hold back my tears, baby (Any longer) Any longer I can't wait I'm down on my knees, baby Baby, baby, baby Don't talk to me Break down on my knees, baby Must tell me Can't help my soul I can't help my soul, baby, baby (Any longer) Talk to me (Any longer) Break down on my knees, now baby (Any longer) (Any longer) Can't wait (Any longer) I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait Wait, baby I can't wait no more, now baby Break down on my knees



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    18-09-1996
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    Un Angelo In Più
    ((aka Il Marinaio (by Massimo Ranieri) - 1970; Un Marinaio (by The Beans); Nel Così Blu (by Zucchero) - 2006))
    ((Adapted from: A Salty Dog (by Procol Harum) - 1969))
    Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid - Alibani
    Performer(s): Oro - 1995



    Come sarà amore mio
    La tua vita senza me
    Non basterà la compagnia
    Dei miei ricordi in te
    Se me ne andrò dai giorni tuoi
    E come un angelo in più
    Io pregherò per te se vuoi
    Da una casa in mezzo al blu
    Come sarà amore mio
    La tua vita senza me
    Aspetterai che ci sia anch’io
    Poi mangerai da te
    Lavorerai ti piegherai
    Dietro una scrivania
    Ma non potrai buttarti via
    Perché amore eterno è
    E piangerai davanti a un film
    Che parlerà di noi
    Di me di tedi quelli che
    Non si perderanno mai
    E se lassù fra il cielo e Dio
    C’è un’eterna casa blu
    Vivrà lassù amore mio
    Il tuo angelo in più
    Come sarà amore mio
    La tua vita senza me



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    Wait Composer(s): Andrew Latimer; John McBurnie Performer(s): Camel



    You're looking nervous at the dealer Money goes like sand Slipping through your hands You're leaving everything behind you Wave it all goodbye I can hear you cry Wait - don't think about it Wait - it's never too late Wait - don't worry 'bout it Wait - leave it all to fate Wait Oh no this game is like a nightmare There can be no doubt Luck has dealt me out I'm only searching for the right time Money on the line I can hear you cry



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    17-09-1996
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    Nel Così Blu
    ((aka Il Marinaio (by Massimo Ranieri) - 1970; Un Marinaio (by The Beans); Un Angelo In Più (by Oro) - 1995))
    ((Adapted from: A Salty Dog (by Procol Harum) - 1969))
    Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid - Pasquale Panella - Zucchero
    Performer(s): Zucchero - 2006



    In testa ho
    La frase che
    Incendia un bosco in testa a me
    La frase che
    Ho in testa è

    "E allora la baciai"
    E immaginai
    Cobalto il cielo
    D'amore immenso intorno a lei
    E me ne andai
    E navigai
    E non lo so se più tornai
    In testa ho
    La frase che
    Fa la tempesta in testa a me
    E se la neve
    Non fa rumore

    "Allora lei mi amò"
    Di vento e dune
    Di notti intere
    E bianche in mare insieme a lei
    E me ne andai
    Nel così blu
    E non lo so se più tornai
    In testa ho
    La frase che
    Lei disse, resta in testa a me
    E mi estasiai
    E dissi anch'io

    "Per sempre amore mio"
    Abbiamo insieme
    Ingoiato il sole
    Dipinto d'infinito il mare
    E me ne andai
    E navigai
    E non lo so se più tornai



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    Waipio Composer(s): George Allen Performer(s): Rene Paulo; and various other artists



    O kau hana mau no ia O ka hookipa I kealoha A na'u i hooheno mua Ka makani o Laulani E ka i'a hamau leo E hii poi malie nei I ka mea kamehai Oo ua aina nei He inoa ke ia No Waipio Of Waipio O Kahalelaupkekoa I puia i ke ala Ona ona i ka ihu




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    16-09-1996
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    A Sailor's Not A Sailor ('Til A Sailor's Been Tattooed)
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin
    Performer(s): Ethel Merman & Mitzi Gaynor



    Merman: I'm an old salt
    Gaynor: I'm a young salt
    Both: In the Navy we've been working very hard
    Merman: I was part of the Flotilla with Dewey in Manila
    Gaynor: I'm a new recruit at the Brooklyn Navy yard

    Both: Tonight we're on a spree and feeling flow'ry
    Both: We've got a date with gals and drink and food
    Gaynor: Across the Brooklyn Bridge and to the Bow'ry
    Merman: And I'm gonna get the kid tattooed
    Gaynor: Tattooed?
    Merman: Tattooed!
    Both: A sailor's not a sailor 'til a sailor's been tattooed

    Merman:
    Here's an anchor from a tanker
    That I sailed upon when first I went to sea
    Here's another of my mother
    Takes me back to when I sat upon her knee
    Here's a crimson heart with a Cupid's dart
    Here's a Battle Cruiser and when I sit down
    On that, too
    There's a tattoo
    Of my home town

    Gaynor: To the Bow'ry
    Merman: To the Bow'ry
    Gaynor: 'Cross the Brooklyn Bridge and I'm just in the mood

    Merman:
    He'll be filled with diff'rent mixtures
    And covered up with pictures

    Gaynor:
    I can't wait to be, 't will be great to be tattooed

    Merman: Tattooed?
    Gaynor: Tattooed!
    Both: A sailor's not a sailor 'til a sailor's been tattooed



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    Wahjahka Man Composer(s): Jimmy Cliff Performer(s): Jimmy Cliff



    I never needed nobody, to show me how to walk I never needed nobody, to teach me how to talk Never needed nobody, to tell me make my mark I'm experienced man, I can understand I know how to get along Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Jamaica, in a Britannia (I'm a) Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Africa, in America (uh huh hey hey) I never needed nobody, to come and hold me hand I never needed nobody, to take me thru' the land Never needed nobody, to tell me make a stand I'm experienced man, I can understand I know how to get along Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Jamaica, in a Britannia (I'm a) Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Africa, in America (uh huh hey hey) I never needed nobody, to show me how to walk I never needed nobody, to teach me how to talk Never needed nobody, to tell me make my mark I'm experienced man, I can understand I know how to get along Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Jamaica, in a Britannia (I'm a) Wahjahka man, in a any land In a Africa, in America (uh huh hey hey) Wahjahka man, in a any land Got this name ya, in a me blood now



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    15-09-1996
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    A Sad Song Performer(s): Alvin Lee



    The love that you gave me - has gone with the rain The joy that just filled me - has turned into pain My face in the mirror - reminds me of you It's the one that you lied to - when you said you'd be true The tears in my eyes - are all that you'll find The scars on my face - just deepen my mind



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    Wagon Wheels Performer(s): Paul Whiteman



    Wagon wheels, wagon wheels Keep on a-turnin', wagon wheels Roll along, sing your song Carry me over the hill Go 'long, mule, there's a steamer at the landin' Waitin' for the cotton to load Go 'long mule, the boss is understandin' There's a pasture at the end of the road Wagon wheels, wagon wheels Keep on a-turnin', wagon wheels Roll along, sing your song Wagon wheels, carry me home Wagon wheels, carry me home



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    14-09-1996
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    A Russian Love Song Composer(s): Spike Milligan - Stephens Performer(s): The Goons; Spike Milligan



    There were two Russian lovers walking hand in hand On the banks of a river in a snow covered land. A boy and a girl with starlight in their eyes They kiss and caress as he tenderly sighs Oh! Oh! Oh! Comrade! All right comrade that's enough! We meet each night by the silvery light of our dear old fashioned Russian satellite moon It shines so bright -- turns Americans white at the sight of our dear old fashioned Russian satelite moon And over here in England I saw it at my flat I ran into the cellar And put on my old ARP hat Don't be silly! Comrades! Just dance with joy, while we are all still alive by the light of our glorious Russian satelite moon Gentleman! Look up in the skies -- I can't believe my eyes! It's that dear old fashioned Russian satelite moon! What, what, where? Hand me get my gun -- we're going to have some fun (bang) Oh I missed that naughty Russian satellite moon I'll have to run you in there for a very legal reason Shooting at Russian moons when they are out of season Stand aside -- my reply to that is this rocket driven hat England's answer to that Russian satellite moon...The President. Gentleman the President of the har-har-har of the har-har-har There is a Russian satelite moon over Arkansas, Mr President Thank heaven it is not over America Don't worry, we are prepared for this Mr Presley: hit 'em heavy Now listen here! I'll make it clear just what we intend to do I'm gonna rock around that Russian satelite moon I'm gonna rock around that Russian satellite moon (mumbles - fades - to replaced by a Russian) That's right, comrade Elvis Go on, shake your hips while we listen to the blips Of our glorious Russian satellite moon (Various strange words getting faster until the Russian explodes!)


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    Wagon Train Composer(s): Henri René; Bob Russell Performer(s): The Sons Of The Pioneers; and various other artists



    Roll along Wagon Train Rollin' over prairie where there ain't no grass Rollin' over mountain where there ain't no pass Sittin' on a board, eyein' the weather Prayin' to the Lord, we stay together Side by side on the Wagon Train Wagon Train, roll along Pickin' up a passenger in every town Wonderin' if he's ever gonna shoot you down Lookin' for a pal, ain't it a pity Lookin' for a gal, needn't be pretty If she'll ride on the Wagon Train Wagons ho! Gotta keep em on the run Time to go and follow the sun Roll along Wagon Train Never had a cabin near a general store Only had a wagon and a forty-four Sittin' on a board, eyein' the weather Prayin' to the Lord, we stay together Side by side on the Wagon Train



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    13-09-1996
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    A Runner With The Pack
    Composer(s): Pete Bellotte
    Performer(s): Donna Summer



    He’s got a second side he’s got sixth sense
    He got everything
    He got what it takes
    He got what it makes to be everything
    Seems to know all there is to know
    I took him there
    He steals the show
    He’s so astute he’s so acute he’s gold sure he is
    He’s eloquent he’s intelligent and benevolent
    He’s the epitome of ability with his expertise
    He’s versatile with a lot of style
    He’d mess my heart every time he’d smile
    So unpretentious a warm and gentle soul

    A runner with the pack, no he’s not like that
    A runner with the pack, no he’s not like that
    Cause he’s inventive, attentive, protective, selective
    Perceptive, receptive, affective, reflective
    A runner with the pack, no he’d never do that

    He got tolerance he got confidence he’s significant
    And he’s a connoisseur and a social stir he’s magnificent
    So fair and square he reciprocates
    And every way he stimulates
    His quality of voracity is great

    A runner with the pack, no he’s not like that
    A runner with the pack, no he’s not like that
    Cause he’s inventive, attentive, protective, selective
    Perceptive, receptive, effective, reflective
    (you know the he’s)
    A runner with the pack, no he’d never do that



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    Waco Composer(s): Hal Blair; Jimmie Haskell Performer(s): Lorne Greene



    Waco, yeah He stood tall with heavy guns that tied down at the thigh Gunmen knew that to test his draw was to pick your time to die Even an outlaw deadly mean, the ones that you been said But now a bad gringo has done his best and he was the law instead Waco, Waco People moved away from him, his smile was grim and cold The badge he wore was a mockery to the notches on his soul Was he good or was he bad, even Waco didn’t know The girl he loved was promised now, so which way would he go Waco, Waco The hour was getting closer and the odds were mighty long His life would be the forfait if he decided wrong He whose God would not be his, what was he fighting for The people of a little town that couldn’t despise him more Waco, Waco No more time he must decide, some thought he might have prayed He checked his guns then faced the speed, a decision had been made There was a dignity about him, a somber look of doom The people that were in his way moved back and gave him room Never had he faced such odds, he’d never learned upon He had loved and now he’d die with his only friend the gun A solemn lonely figure moving up the dusty street A solitary target for the fate he was to meet Waco (Waco), Waco (Waco) With a roar the fight exploded, his big guns cut him down That day will be remembered as long as there’s a town The people saw one gunman stand and fight an outlaw band He gave them the courage they had lost and they backed him to the man Waco Now his job was finished here As he slowly turned away, a hand reached out and touched his arm And a gentle voice said : “stay” The girl he’d loved forever was standing at his side And the real man that was Waco lived, and the outlaw Waco died Waco, Waco, (Waco, Waco, Waco), yeah



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    12-09-1996
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    A Rum Tale
    ((Italian Version: Storia Di Una Bottiglia (by Mimmo Locasciulli) - 1998))
    Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
    First release by: Procol Harum - 1973



    She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good
    I've taken to drinking, and given up food
    I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun
    I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum

    I'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it down
    If no one will pay me I'll burn down the town
    I'll rent out an aircraft and print on the sky
    If God likes my story then maybe he'll buy

    I'm buying a ticket for places unknown
    It's only a one-way: I'm not coming home
    She's swallowed my secret, and taken my name
    To follow my footsteps and knobble me lame



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    Wacht Maar Af English Title: Just You Wait Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe; Seth Gaaikema; Hubert Janssen; Alfred Pleiter Performer(s): Margriet de Groot; and various other artists



    Eliza: Wacht maar af Henry Higgins, ook voor jou komt er eens een tijd van spijt en van berouw Ik de centen, gij de zorgen Ik jou helpen, zeker! Morgen! Wacht maar af, Henry Higgins, wacht maar af! Wacht maar af, Henry Higgins, want ook gij wordt wel ziek en dus afhankelijk van mij Als gij smekend vraagt om water zenne 'k al weg naar den theater Ohhoho, Henry Higgins, wacht maar af! Ooooooh, Henry Higgins wacht maar af tot dat we zwemme in de zee Ooooooh, Henry Higgins en gij wordt door golve meegesleurd in zee Als gij roept: "Help! Ik verdrink!" dan verroere 'k gene pink Oh, hoho Henry Higgins! Oh, hoho Henry Higgins Wacht maar af! Later word ik beroemd en zo vroom in m'n ziel dat de aartsbisschop zegt noemt gij mij maar Kamiel En de Koning zegt ook al na verloop van nen tijd Eliza : gij ze echt een heel toffe meid En morgen dan hijsen we de vlag dan wordt nu: Liza Doolittledag! Ik trakteer met een vuurwerk, ja met alles d'r bij en wat dat ge wilt hebben, wel dat krijgt ge van mij Dank u wel zeg ik dan en beloofd is beloofd dan wil ik geire Henry Higgins' hoofd! "Bon" zegt de Koning "met plezier" "wachters! Zoekt die vent en haalt hem hier!" En gij vliegt voor 't peleton tegen de muur en wel zeventien geweren geven vuur! Eerst nog efkes voor de proef maar dan: Pief paf poef Da's je straf Henry Higgins! in je graf Henry Higgins! Wacht maar af!!!!!!



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    11-09-1996
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    Storia Di Una Bottiglia
    ((Adapted from: A Rum Tale (by Procol Harum) - 1973))
    Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid - Mimmo Locasciulli
    Performer(s): Mimmo Locasciulli - 1998



    Lei tira i miei sogni
    Per farne realtà
    Pavimenta d’argento
    Le strade dei bar

    Voglio un posto nel sole
    Dove il buio non c’è
    Mi riparo dal mondo
    E mi dedico a me

    E vendo la casa
    Per andar via di qua
    Se nessuno la vuole
    Brucerò la città

    Mi affitterò un aeroplano
    Nel dipinto di blu
    Venderò il mio racconto
    E non scriverò più

    Mi compro un biglietto
    Per dove non so
    Non ho preso un ritorno
    Perché non tornerò

    Non nascondo più niente
    Nei segreti che ho
    Ho una strada da fare
    Quella strada farò



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    Just You Wait Dutch Title: Wacht Maar Af Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe Performer(s): Audrey Hepburn



    Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins, just you wait! You'll be sorry, but your tears'll be to late! You'll be broke, and I'll have money Will I help you? Don't be funny! Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins, just you wait! Just you wait, 'enry 'iggins, till you're sick And you scream to fetch a doctor double-quick I'll be off a second later And go straight to the the-ater! Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins, just you wait! Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins! Just you wait until we're swimmin' in the sea! Ooooooh 'enry 'iggins! And you get a cramp a little ways from me! When you yell you're going to drown I'll get dressed and go to town! Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins! Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins! Just you wait! One day I'll be famous! I'll be proper and prim Go to St. James so often I will call it St. Jim! One evening the king will say "Oh, Liza, old thing I want all of England your praises to sing Next week on the twentieth of May I proclaim Liza Doolittle Day! All the people will celebrate the glory of you And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do" "Thanks a lot, King" says I, in a manner well-bred But all I want is 'enry 'iggins 'ead!" "Done," says the King with a stroke "Guard, run and bring in the bloke!" Then they'll march you, 'enry 'iggins to the wall And the King will tell me: "Liza, sound the call" As they lift their rifles higher I'll shout: "Ready! Aim! Fire!" Oh ho ho, 'enry 'iggins Down you'll go, 'enry 'iggins! Just you wait!



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    10-09-1996
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. A Routine Day
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    A Routine Day
    Composer(s): John Woloschuk
    Performer(s): Klaatu; The Curiosity Shoppe



    It started off a routine day
    I got through the morning in the usual way
    I caught the bus on time
    Good morning, Mr. Driver, drive
    As I sat inside my overcoat I clutched my cane
    And pressed my nose against the foggy window pane
    Ho hum
    The life I lead would even make a dead man yawn

    Midday comes
    I break for lunch
    With my sandwich and a beer I go on a hunch
    To the park where I hope to find
    A little bit of peace of mind
    As I sat there on a bench amidst the rodent race
    I felt a strange sensation that without a trace appeared
    But then as quickly disappeared again

    So tell me what's the bloody point of playing the game
    With so much to lose yet so little to gain
    You sell your life away
    Can't you see you're just a cog working like a dog
    You trade your future for a dead-end job
    That's full of routine days
    Routine days

    I race the clock to the end of my day
    The paycheck in my pocket makes me feel okay
    But was it worth the grind
    Just to keep from falling behind
    I stand here in the queue behind a foul cigar
    My face discreetly buried in a book on Mars
    Humdrum
    And I'm waiting on the pier 'til Charon comes



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Wabash Cannonball
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    Wabash Cannonball Composer(s): Alvin P. Carter Performer(s): The Carter Family; and various other artists



    From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific Shore From sunny California to icebound Labrador She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all She's the 'bos accomodation called the Wabash Cannon Ball Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear those lonesome hobos call While travelling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball This train she runs to Memphis, Mattoon and Mexico She rolls through East St. Louis and she never does it slow As she flies through Colorado, she gives an awful squall They tell her by her whistle, the Wabash Cannon Ball Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear those lonesome hobos call While travelling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball Our eastern states are dandy, so the people always say From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way From the hills of Minnesota where rippling waters fall No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannon Ball Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear those lonesome hobos call While travelling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball Now here's to Boston Blackie, may his name forever stand And always be remembered by the 'bos throughout the land His earthly days are over and the curtains round him fall We'll carry him home to glory on the Wabash Cannon Ball Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear those lonesome hobos call While travelling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball



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