Amigos Nada Más
Composer(s): Fernando Z. Maldonado	
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Amigos nada más así tiene que ser
he de olvidar tu amor y tú también lo harás
porque ya no podré borrar jamás esas caricias
que otro amor te dejó con huellas de pasión
que no puedo arrancar

Amigos nada más así tiene que ser
culpable soy también pues también te falté
Así es mejor mi bien para los dos el separarnos
amigos nada más en bien de nuestro amor

Amigos nada más así tiene que ser
culpable soy también pues también te falté
Así es mejor mi bien para los dos el separarnos
amigos nada más en bien de nuestro amor

Daddy Sang Bass
Composer(s): Carl Perkins
First release by: Johnny Cash - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



I remember when I was a lad
Times were hard and things were bad
But there's a silver linin' behind ev'ry cloud
Just four people that 's all we were
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud

Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would join right in there
Singin' seems to help a troubled soul
One of these days and it won't be long
I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne

Though the circle won't be broken
By and by, Lord, by and by
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would join right in there
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

Now I remember after work mama would call in all of us
You could hear us singin' for a country mile
Now little brother has done gone on
But I'll rejoin him in a song
We'll be together again up yonder in a little while

Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would join right in there
'cause singin' seems to help a troubled soul
One of these days and it won't be long
I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne

Oh no the circle won't be broken
By and by, Lord, by and by
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would join right in there
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

In the sky, Lord, in the sky

Amigo Organillero
Composer(s): Rafael Carrión				
Performer(s): Javier Solís 
and multiple other artists



Amigo organillero
arranca con tus notas pedazos de mi alma
no importa que el recuerdo destroce mis entrañas
tú sigue toca y toca

Como un puñal de luto está clavada en mi alma
aquella noche negra cuando en mis brazos
sus ojos se cerraron, sus labios muertos
ya nunca más me hablaron

Quiero morir no tengo ya aquél amor tan puro y santo
quiero seguir al más allá a la que quiero tanto
En esta noche en que la muerte espero
sigue tocando amigo organillero

Quiero morir, no tengo ya aquél amor tan puro y santo
quiero seguir al más allá a la que quiero tanto
En esta noche en que la muerte espero
sigue tocando amigo organillero
sigue tocando amigo organillero
amigo organillero

Daddy Laid The Blues On Me 
Composer(s): Bobbie Cryner
Performer(s): Bobbie Cryner



Well, way back in their younger days
when they were running wild
My Daddy had a dream, and Momma had a child
He said: "Girl you can't be tying me down, I'm only seventeen
"An' a man's gotta get around, if you know what I mean"
Then my Momma said: "Go on," as she stood and cried
And my Daddy said: "I'm gone, I gotta live my life"

An' I was born one summer night
When the world loved Patsy Cline
I was raised by the tracks, in a tar-paper shack
On the Georgia-Alabama line
Momma taught me how to play and sing
And we headed up to Tennessee
Momma sold my soul on Country rock and roll
But Daddy laid the blues on me

Well I signed that dotted line, and I climbed my way to being a star
When I ran across my Daddy, in a downtown Tallahasse bar
He said: "Girl there ain't no life on the road: you better come with me"
I said: "Dad, I gotta get around if you know what I mean"
Well my Daddy said: "Come on," with a tear in his eye
I said: "Sorry Daddy, I'm gone, I gotta live my life"

An' I was born one summer night
When the world loved Patsy Cline
I was raised by the tracks, in a tar paper shack
On the Georgia-Alabama line
Momma taught me how to play and sing
And we headed up to Tennessee
Momma sold my soul on Country rock and roll
But Daddy laid the blues on me

An' I was born one summer night
When the world loved Patsy Cline
I was raised by the tracks, in a tar-paper shack
On the Georgia-Alabama line
Momma taught me how to play and sing
And we headed up to Tennessee
Momma sold my soul on Country rock and roll
But Daddy laid the blues on me

Yeah, Momma sold my soul on Country rock and roll
But Daddy laid the blues on me

Amigo Mío
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Azúcar Moreno



Amigo mío, contigo he compartido toda mi niñez
amigo mío, crecimos y luchamos
a la misma vez, a la misma vez
Amigo mío, si algo era tuyo era de los dos
amigo mío, mi vida la conoces
casi como yo, casi como yo
Siempre te encontré
en los momentos duros, siempre te encontré
y en la soledad
sentir tu compañía, ayudándome, ayudándome
Fuiste para mí
tan fiel como un hermano en la adversidad
siempre te encontré, sin nada a cambio amigo
siempre te encontré, siempre te encontré
Amigo mío, te da vergüenza hablarme de tu intimidad
amigo mío, y temes que al saberla
pierdas mi amistad, pierdas mi amistad
Amigo mío, ya sé que disimulas hasta enloquecer
para disfrazar delante de la gente
tu amor hacia él, tu amor hacia él
Yo te escucharé
no temas que al oírte me vaya a reír
yo dependeré
aunque tenga un camino
diferente a ti, diferente a ti
Tienes que alistar
no sientas miedo amigo nada va cambiar
Te respetaré
tu vida es sólo tuya y de nadie más
Te respetaré, Te respetaré
Amigo mío
Amigo mío

Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man)
Composer(s): Merle Haggard
First recording/First release by: Merle Haggard - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
Sister played the ringing tambourine
Mamma couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of living
And our only means of living at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cos Daddy Frank, the guitar man, was blind

Frank and Mamma counted on each other
Their one and only weakness made 'em strong
Hey, Mamma did the driving for the family
And Frank made a living with a song
Home was just a camp along the highway
A pick-up bed was where we bedded down
Don't ever once remember going hungry
I remember Mamma cooking on the ground

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French harp
Sister played the ringing tambourine
Mamma couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of living
And our only means of living at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cos Daddy Frank, the guitar man, was blind

Don't remember how they got acquainted
I can't recall just how it came to be
But there had to be some special help from someone
And blessed be the one who let it be
Fever caused my Mamma's loss of hearing
Daddy Frank was born without his sight
And Mamma needed someone she could lean on
And I believe the guitar man was right

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French harp
Sister played the ringing tambourine
Mamma couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of living
And our only means of living at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cos Daddy Frank, the guitar man, was blind

Amigo Mayor
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Amigo pude ser quien bien repara
en la musa o engendro que yo aporte
Amigo, sí, es también quien me soporte
pero amigo mayor es quien me ampara

No me cures, hermano, de delirio
de aullido, desmesura o arrebato
Déjame arder en el amor ingrato
o en la inefable luz de otro martirio

Pero cuando haga daño, aunque inocente
corre hacia mi blandiendo el pecho abierto
y descorre las nubes de mi mente
sé amigo manantial en mi desierto
que yo sabré recompensar tu acierto
con mayor amistad para la gente

Daddy Bird
Composer(s): Page Cavanaugh - Jack Smalley
Performer(s): Harold Lloyd Jr.; Jason Graae



(Shobba-dobba-dobba-dobba)
(Shobba-dobba-dobba-dobba)
(Shobba-dobba-dobba-dobba)
(Shobba-dobba-dobba-shobba-dobba-dob!)

I'm hip, Daddy Bird
Let's flip, Daddy Bird
Let's hop all day and fly away tonight

I'm wild, Lady Owl
Got eyes, gonna howl
Let's hop all day and fly away tonight

Bird's gotta nest in the treetop
Must have a swingin' view
Hops all around just to bee-bop
Stops in the middle of an "I love you"

I'm hip, Daddy Bird
Let's flip, Daddy Bird
Let's hop all day and fly away tonight

Drummer Man has a drumstick
Trumpet Man has a horn,
Saxophone playing sunlit
Stops in the middle of a magnificent chord

I'm there, Daddy Bear
No square, Daddy Bear
Goin' to ground to day and prowl away tonight

Horse, he's runnin' at a full jog
Kitty cat's waitin' to pounce
Sorry, don't feed the bulldog
Hit me with a hot note, watch me bounce

Let's rock, Goldilocks
Have you heard, Daddy Bird
Let's hop all day and fly away tonight
Let's hop all day and fly away tonight

Amigo
Composer(s): Erasmo Carlos - Roberto Carlos - Luis Gómez Escolar
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos



Você meu amigo de fé meu irmão camarada
Amigo de tantos caminhos e tantas jornadas
Cabeça de homem mas o coração de menino
Aquele que está do meu lado em qualquer caminhada

Me lembro de todas as lutas meu bom companheiro
Você tantas vezes provou que é um grande guerreiro
O seu coração é uma casa de portas abertas
Amigo você é o mais certo das horas incertas

Às vezes em certos momentos difíceis da vida
Em que precisamos de alguém pra ajudar na saída
A sua palavra de força, de fé e de carinho
Me dá a certeza de que eu nunca estive sozinho

Você meu amigo de fé meu irmão camarada
Sorriso e abraço festivo na minha chegada
Você que me diz as verdades com frases abertas
Amigo você é o mais certo das horas incertas

Não preciso nem dizer
Tudo isso que eu lhe digo
Mas é muito bom saber
Que você é meu amigo

(Que eu tenho um grande amigo)

Daddy And Home
Composer(s): Elsie McWilliams - Jimmie Rodgers
Performer(s): Tanya Tucker
and multiple other artists



I am dreaming, tonight, of an old southern town
And the best friend that I ever had
For I've grown so weary of roaming around
And I'm going home to my Dad

Your hair has turned to silver
And I know you're failing too
Daddy, dear, oh, Daddy
I'm coming back to you
You made my childhood happy
But still I longed to roam
I've had my way, but now I'll say
I long for you and for home

Dear Daddy, you shared all my sorrows and joys
You tried hard to bring me up right
I know you'll still be one of the boys
I'm starting back home tonight

Your hair has turned to silver 
And I know you're failing too
Daddy, dear, oh, Daddy
I'm coming back to you
You made my childhood happy
But still I longed to roam
I've had my way, but now I'll say
I long for you and for home

I've had my way, but now I'll say
I long for you and for home

Amiga
Composer(s): Luis Gómez Escolar
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



Ahora que te busco y 
tu no estas, recuerdo 
solo la tristeza 
quiere hablar conmigo

Ahora que la lluvia 
se ha llevado el 
ultimo jiron de 
tu vestido

Ahora que he olvidado 
lo que soy, recuerdo 
en el pasado lo que 
he sido

Si he sido lo que fui 
fue por tu cuerpo 
Si he sido noche 
fue tu noche quien lo quiso 
Si he sido beso 
es que mis labios aprendieron 
a ser beso para ti 
Si he sido lo que soy fue en 
tu regazo 
Si he sido vida 
fue por darte a ti la vida 
Amiga, Amiga (Coro) 

Que dulce esa palabra 
suena hoy 

El tiempo no fue tiempo 
entre nosotros 
Estando juntos nos 
sentimos infinitos 
Y el universo era 
pequeño comparado 
con lo que eramos 
tu y yo

Si fuiste lo que fuiste 
fue en mi casa que para 
ti fue tu palacio y tu 
guarida
Amiga, Amiga
Que dulce esa palabra 
y que sencilla esa 
palabra suena hoy

No hay noche mas obscura 
que esta noche y el frio 
se va depositando 
en los rincones del alma

Y ahora que el silencio 
va borrando la suave 
vibracion de tus palabras 
Ahora que no son 
la espera es nada 
recuerdo lo que fui 
cuando no estabas

(Coro) 

Daddy
Composer(s): Bobby Troup
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye



Hey, listen to my story 'bout a gal named Daisy Mae
Lazy Daisy Mae
Her disposition is rather sweet and charming
At times alarming, so they say (more scat)
She has a man who's *talldarkhandsome*, large and strong
To whom she used to sing this song

Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me
Hey, Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables?
Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me

Here's 'n' amazing revelation
With a bit of stimulation
I'd be a great sensation
I'd be your inspiration

Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me 

Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me 
Hey, Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables?
Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me 

Here's 'n' amazing revelation
With a bit of stimulation
I'd be a great sensation
I'd be your inspiration

Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar
Daddy, Daddy
You oughta get the best for me, la-dah!!

Amie
Composer(s): Craig Lee Fuller
First release by: Pure Prairie League - 1972



I can see why you think you belong to me
I never tried to make you think, or let you see one thing for yourself
But now your off with someone else and I'm alone
You see I thought that I might keep you for my own

Amie what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Don't you think the time is right for us to find
All the things we thought weren't proper could be right in time
And can you see
Which way we should turn together or alone
I can never see whats right or what is wrong
(will it take to long to see)

Amie what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Well now 
Amie what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Now it's come to what you want you've had your way
And all the things you thought before just faded into gray
And can you see
That I don't know if it's you or if it's me
If it's one of us I'm sure we'll both will see
Won't you look at me and tell me

Amie what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer
Longer if I do

Yeah now
Amie what you wanna do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Fallin' in and out of love with you
Fallin' in and out of love with you
Don't know what I'm gonna do, I'd keep
Fallin' in and out of love
With you

Daddy
Performer(s): Billy Bennett



How nice to see the picture of a father and his son
My father is my mother's wife and I'm his hot cross bun
Our home sweet home's his castle, my daddy is the king
'Cos mother's crowned him once or twice and that is why I sing
"Father, dear Father, come home with me now
For the clock in the steeple strikes none"
We've got dover soles, lemon soles, camisoles too
And polonys with pullovers on
Custard and jelly to fill up your evening
And onions that put up a barrage
We'd a toad in the hole but the toad has crawled out
And we can't get him back in the garage

The twins have been crying for daddy all night
And mother's too tender to slap 'em
So she gave them a bath and one slipped through the plug
And he's stuck in a drainpipe at Clapham
The other poor darling keeps screaming for milk
But the dairy's sent news that upset us
Their cows have been feeding on lumps of ice-cream
And they've frozen their poor carburettors

There's only one button left now on your pants
And these things are not done in this nice land
For everyone knows if that last button goes
There'll be a depression in Iceland
So picture this scene and take warning
Oh Father stand up perpendicular
And mother beware 'cos the sailors don't care
And soldiers are not too particular
Who made London today what Johannesburg is?
Why the fathers of England we know
And daddy I know you're my father
'Cos dear mother told me it's so

And you can't part a boy from his father
You can't part a boy from his dad
You can't part a Scotchman from money
No matter how many he's had
You can't part the skin of a sausage
Or a dad from his fond son and heir
And you can't part the hair on a bald-headed man
For they'll be no parting there

Ain't Gonna Wash For A Week
Composer(s): Gary Geld - Peter Udell
Performer(s): Brook Brothers; Eddie Hodges



We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh! my goodness gracious and golly gee!
I never thought you'd get around to kissin' me
But your sweet red lips just kissed my cheek
Now I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
I got a kiss from you and it's my lucky day
Soap and water in it gonna wash it away
I'm gonna keep your lipstick on my cheek
And I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week

Da-Da-Un-Pa
Composer(s): B. Canfora - D. Verde
Performer(s): Alice & Ellen Kessler



Hello boys
traversando tutto l'Illinois
valicando il Tennessee
senza indugio fino a qui
è arrivato il Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa

Da-da-un-pa
Con un cocktail di rugiada e gin
dentro il calice di un fior
la fortuna fa cin-cin
se le canti il Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa

Da-da-un-pa
Ogni stella
grande come il sole
ci sembrerà
ogni luce
accesa nel buio
sembrerà la luna
che splende
sul mar...
Da-da-un-pa

Da-da-un-pa
Lungo un fiume disegnato in ciel
se ne va questo Show-boat
vola questo super-jet
che si chiama Da-da-un-pa
Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa Da-da-un-pa

Un-pa!

Amico
Composer(s): Renato Zero - Franca Evangelisti - Dario Baldan Bembo
First release by: Renato Zero - 1980



Il sole muore già
e di noi questa notte avrà pietà
dei nostri giochi confusi nell'ipocrisia
il tempo ruba i contorni a una fotografia
Il vento spazza via
questa nostra irreversibile
zerofollia!
Chi sa se il seme di un sentimento rivedrà
la luce del giorno che un'altra vita ci darà
Resta amico accanto a me
resta e parlami di lei se ancora c'è
l'amore muore disciolto in lacrime ma noi
teniamoci forte e lasciamo il mondo ai vizi suoi
Io e te lo stesso pensiero
io e te il tuo il mio respiro
sarà tornare ragazzi e crederci ancora un po'
sporcheremo i muri con un altro no
e vai se vuoi andare avanti
perché sei figlio dei tempi
ma se frugando nella tua giacca scoprissi che
dietro il portafoglio un cuore ancora c'è
amico cerca me
E ti ricorderai
del morbillo e le cazzate tra di noi
la prima esperienza fallimentare che era lei
amico era ieri le vele le hai spiegate ormai
e tu ragazza pure tu
che arrossivi se la mano andava giù
ritorna a pensare che sarai madre ma di chi
di lui che è innocente che non si dica figlio di...
Io e te lo stesso pensiero
io e te il tuo il mio respiro

Che fai se stai lì da solo
in due più azzurro è il tuo polo
amico è bello, amico è tutto, è l'eternità
è quello che non passa mentre tutto va
amico, amico, amico
il più fico amico è chi resisterà
Chi resisterà?
Chi di noi, chi di noi
resisterà

Daar Wil Ik Zijn
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Freek De Jonge
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Ik wil zijn waar mensen lachen
Waar het van pret wordt uitgegierd
Waar geen oog is voor ellende
Het schaamteloze hoogtij viert
Daar wil ik lachen en aan het lachen maken
Van 's morgens vroeg tot 's avonds laat
Daar wil ik publiek en clown zijn
Tot het lachen mij vergaat

Dan wil ik gaan waar mensen huilen
Om de toevalstreffers van het lot
Waar het lijden zinloos is geworden
Omdat men niet meer gelooft in God
Daar wil ik heulen met de goeden
Tegen de willekeur van het kwaad
Daar wil ik treuren wil ik troosten
Totdat ik geen traan meer laat

Dan wil ik zijn waar mensen vechten
Ik wil voorop gaan in de strijd
Tegen de bierkaai en de windmolens
En tegen de verloren tijd
Met het zwaard als ze dat vragen
Met de vuist of met de pen
Zal ik me in de oorlog mengen
Tot ik moegestreden ben

Dan zal ik gaan waar mensen zingen
Over vreugde en verdriet
Over twee minnaars die elkander kregen
In een langzaam liefdeslied

En wat er ook aan stijl mag klinken
Blues, country, rock and roll of rap
Ik zal me bij de zangers voegen
Totdat ik geen stem meer heb

Amici Per Sempre
Composer(s): Roby Facchinetti - Nicola Negrini
Performer(s): Pooh



Si può essere amici per sempre
anche quando le vite ci cambiano
ci separano e ci oppongono
Si può essere amici per sempre
anche quando le feste finiscono
e si rompono gli incantesimi
Si può anche venire alle mani
poi dividersi gli ultimi spiccioli
non parlarsi più, non scordarsi mai
Gli amici ci riaprono gli occhi
ci capiscono meglio di noi
e ti metton davanti agli specchi
anche quando non voi
E campioni del mondo o in un mare di guai
per gli amici rimani chi sei
sarà il branco che viene a salvarti se ti perdi
Puoi alzare barriere, litigare con dio
cambiare famiglia e città
strappare anche foto e radici, ma tra amici
non c'è mai un addio
Si può essere amici per sempre
anche quando le donne non vogliono
e per vivere devi scegliere
In amore o sei dentro o sei fuori
un amico ti lascia anche vivere
non ti scredita, no si vendica
Gli amici colpiscono duro
che neanche una madre è così
senza chi mi sbatteva nel muro
forse non sarei qui
E campioni del mondo o in un mare di guai
per gli amici rimani chi sei
sarà il branco che viene a salvarti se ti perdi
Puoi alzare barriere, litigare con dio
cambiare famiglia e città
strappare anche foto e radici, ma tra amici
non c'è mai un addio
Si può essere amici per sempre

Daar Moet Je Nu Toch 'N Stomme Ezel Voor Zijn
Performer(s): Bobbejaan Schoepen



Heer Frits Von Kartoffel had geen last van angst
En ging met een roeiboot op nijlpaardenvangst
Maar hij kreeg geen nijlpaard te zien op de Rijn
Daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé aiai allé ohoh

Jan Janssens z'n hoofd werd nog roder dan bloed
De dokter verscheen, onderzocht hem heel goed
Hij zei 'maar uw hemd is vijf maten te klein'
Daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé allé ohohoh

Er woonde in Brussel een restaurateur
Hij lag in een bloedplas op straat voor z'n deur
Hij kroop in de dakgoot op zoek naar konijn
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé aiai allé

Jan Kladder de schilder kon drinken voor zes
En pakte des 's nachts in het donker een fles
Maar hij nam bij vergissing een fles terpentijn
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, allé allé ohohoh aiai

De griep van professor Verstrooid sloeg in 't kwaad
Hij nam voor het slapengaan zangvogelzaad
Maar gaf z'n kanarie een glas warme wijn
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, ohohoh oeioeioei ohoh

Een voetbalvereniging zocht een portier
En legde de hand op een ouwe tuinier
Hij plantte spinazie op het voetbalterrein
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn, jaja ohohoh

Er zijn van die dagen dat ik niks meer weet
Ik stond in 't station op een trein die wegreed
'Toetoet' zei m'n vrouw en ik kuste de trein
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn
Allé, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn
Oh, daar moet ge nu toch ne stomme ezel voor zijn