Ballad Of Muk Tuk Annie
Composer(s): Wilf Carter - John Klenner
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors



Yeah, let me tell you the story about Muk-Tuk Annie
Who came South to go to school
With a see-through blouse and sealskin mini
Old Annie sure looked cool
She blew into Montreal in the early fall
Like nothin' they'd ever seen
With long black hair and reindeer underwear
She weighed about two-sixteen
She came a long, long way from Frobisher Bay
People, doncha know now what I mean
She had the boys all cryin' on the distant early warning line
Old Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene

Well she told her teacher that she wanted to dance
Said she wanted to study ballet
But she was four-foot-six with her mukluks off
And I heard her teacher say
"Now I ain't sayin' Annie that you can't dance
No, I wouldn't wanna tell you that
But I got a form here signed in triplicate
Says you gotta learn to drive a cab"
She says, "I don't wanna learn to cook or sew
Build boats or drive no cab
'Cause I came South to sing and dance
And groovy shit like that
'Cause I was Miss Baffin Island Beauty Queen
For nineteen-seventy-four
And I spent a whole weekend in Grise Fiord
With the boys beatin' down the door
She came a long, long way from Frobisher Bay
People, doncha know now what I mean
She had the boys all cryin' on the distant early warning line
Old Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene

Well she said, "Thank you for your trouble, Sir
But I'll make it on my own
And the word spread through the North like wildfire
"Big Annie's comin' home"
She got off o' the plane with a record player
Ballet slippers on her toes
And she opened up a little groovy club
Where ev'rybody comes and goes
She got Old Stompin' Tom on the record player
And she serves good booze and grub
And the folks around Baffin Island
Figure it's better'n any old Playboy club
You can drink tea, beer and anti-freeze
Till you fall right off o' your feet
And there's seal flippers and potato chips
When you feel like somethin' to eat
She came a long, long way from Frobisher Bay
People, doncha know now what I mean
She had the boys all cryin' on the distant early warning line
Old Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene

Well she packs that joint almost ev'ry night
An' folks come from miles around
And ev'ry night about ten o'clock
All the houselights are turned way down
And suddenly she's on the stage
Wearin' that toothless grin
Short fat Annie, the Goddess o' Love
And she's gonna do her Dance of Sin
Well she jumps and shouts, and huffs and puffs
And does a little bump and grind
And all she's wearin' is them ptarmigan feathers
Scotch-taped to her behind

Well she made about a hundred grand last year
Which wasn't too bad at all
And decided to take a little holiday
So she flew down to Montreal
It seems she ran into her teacher there
You know, the one that she met before
And she gave him a job tendin' the bar
And takin' tickets at her Nightclub door
She come a long, long way from Frobisher Bay
People, doncha know now what I mean
She had the boys all cryin' on the distant early warning line
Old Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene
Let me tell ya now, Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene
Let me tell ya now, Muk-Tuk Annie could really make the scene

Camino De Guanajuato
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez



No vale nada la vida
la vida no vale nada
comienza siempre llorando
y así llorando se acaba
por eso es que en este mundo
la vida no vale nada

Bonito León Guanajuato
su feria con su jugada
ahí se apuesta la vida
y se respeta al que gana
allá en mi León Guanajuato
la vida no vale nada

Camino de Guanajuato
que pasas por tantos pueblos
no pases por Salamanca
que ahí me hierre el recuerdo
vete rodeando veredas
no pases porque me muero

El Cristo de tu montaña
del cerro del Cubilete
consuelo de los que sufren
adoración de la gente
el Cristo de tu montaña
del Cerro del Cubilete

Camino de Santa Rosa
la Sierra de Guanajuato
ahí nomás tras lomita
se ve Dolores Hidalgo
ahí me quedo paisano
ahí es mi pueblo adorado 

Farewell Angelina
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Joan Baez - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Adieu Angélina (by Nana Mouskouri)
1970 - Addio Angelina (by Bobby Solo)
2006 - Adjö Angelina (by Totta & Wiehe)



Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles
And the trumpets play slow
Farewell Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go

There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Farewell Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave

The jacks and the queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while

See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast

King Kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky is embarassed
And I must be gone

The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina
The sky is errupting
I must go where it's quiet

The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
First release by: Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



The morning sun touched lightly on 
The eyes of Lucy Jordan 
In her white suburban bedroom 
In a white suburban town 
As she lay there 'neath the covers 
Dreaming of a thousand lovers 
Till the world turned to orange 
And the room went spinning 'round

At the age of thirty-seven 
She realized she'd never ride 
Through Paris in a sports car 
With the warm wind in her hair 
So she let the phone keep ringing 
As she sat there, softly singing 
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized 
In her daddy's easy chair

Her husband is off to work 
And the kids are off to school 
And there were, oh, so many ways 
For her to spend the day 
She could clean the house for hours 
Or rearrange the flowers 
Or run naked through the shady streets 
Screaming all the way! 

At the age of thirty-seven 
She realized she'd never ride 
Through Paris in a sports car 
With the warm wind in her hair 
So she let the phone keep ringing 
As she sat there, softly singing 
Little nursery rhymes she'd memorized 
In her daddy's easy chair

The evening sun touched gently on 
The eyes of Lucy Jordan 
On the roof top, where she climbed 
When all the laughter grew too loud 
And she bowed and curtsied to the man 
Who reached and offered her his hand 
And he led her down to the long white car 
That waited past the crowd

At the age of thirty-seven 
She knew she'd found forever
As she rolled along through Paris 
With the warm wind in her hair 

Camino De Aguascalientes
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez 
Performer(s): Yolanda del Rio



Solito con mi caballo
camino de Aguascalientes
voy derechito a San Marcos
la feria de los valientes
a ver si pierde mi gallo
delante de tantas gentes

Borracho y enamorado
no sé cual es mi fortuna
me gusta el cielo nublado
aunque se esconda la luna
yo soy más apasionado
cuando la noche es oscura

Camino de Aguascalientes
a San Marcos voy llegando
a ver si encuentro en su feria
la dicha que ando buscando

Amigo de los amigos
me sé jugar lo que gano
si acaso tengo enemigos
me sé pelear mano a mano
pa'mi no hay hombre más hombre
yo también soy mexicano

El cielo sigue nublado
la luna sigue escondida
y yo sigo apasionado
tomando mucho tequila
queriendo echar un volado
aunque me cueste la vida

Camino de Aguascalientes
a San Marcos voy llegando
a ver si encuentro en su feria
la dicha que ando buscando 

Farewell To Tarwathie
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Judy Collins;
and various other artists



Farewell to Tarwathie
Adieu, Mormond Hill
And the dear land of Crimmond
I bid ye farewell
I'm bound out for Greenland
And ready to sail
In hopes to find riches
In hunting the whale

Adieu to my comrades
For a while we must pairt
And likewise the dear lass
Wha fair won my hairt
The cold ice of Greenland
My love will not chill
And the longer my absence
More loving she'll feel

Our ship is weel rigged
And she's ready to sail
Our crew they are anxious
To follow the whale
Where the icebergs do float
And the stormy winds blaw
Where the land and the ocean
Are covered wi' snaw

The cold coast of Greenland
Is barren and bare
No seed-time or harvest
Is ever known there
And the birds here sing sweetly
On mountain and dale
But there isna a birdie
To sing to the whale

There is no habitation
For a man to live there
And the king of that country
Is the fierce Greenland bear
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry long there
Wi' our ship bumper full we
Will homeward repair

The Ballad Of John And Yoko
((Portuguese Version: A Balada De John E Yoko (The Fevers) - 1969))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Standing in the dock at Southampton, trying to get to Holland or France 
The man in the mac said you've got to go back 
You know they didn't even give us a chance 
Christ you know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be 
The way things are going, they're going to crucify me 

Finally made the plane into Paris, honeymooning down by the Seine 
Peter Brown call to say, you can make it O.K. 
You can get married in Gibraltar near Spain 
Christ you know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be 
The way things are going, they're going to crucify me 

Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton, talking in our beds for a week 
The newspapers said, say what're you doing in bed 
I said we're only trying to get us some peace 
Christ you know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be 
The way things are going, they're going to crucify me 

Saving up your money for a rainy day, giving all your clothes to charity 
Last night the wife said, oh boy when you're dead 
You don't take nothing with you but your soul, Think!

Made a lightning trip to Vienna, eating chocolate cake in a bag 
The newspapers said, she's gone to his head 
They look just like to Gurus in drag 
Christ you know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be 
The way things are going, they're going to crucify me 

Caught the early plane back to London, fifty acorns tied in a sack 
The men from the press, said we wish you success 
It's good to have the both of you back 
Christ you know it ain't easy, you know how hard it can be 
The way things are going , they're going to crucify me 

The way things are going, they're going to crucify me

Camino A Camagüey (A Isabel Santos)
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Confíame diez pesos
que el destino travieso
me coloca
bien lejos de aquí

Mañana es que me
muevo
y tomo el tren lechero
a una provincia
nueva para mí

Un amigo distante
escritor y comediante
me pide que le vaya a
musicar
la letra de su drama
y aquí voy con buenas
ganas
de ayudar

Voy atravesando
valles
voy parando en el
batey
voy fijando mil
detalles
voy camino a
Camagüey

Voy imaginando
cantos
voy como prefiero ir
voy abordo del
encanto
voy soñando el
porvenir

Avisa a quién tu sabes
y dile que la llame
si la ve por donde
suele estar
a ver acaso acude y se
le va la nube
en lo que vuelvo de mi
laborar

La única amargura
que me llevo a la
aventura
es esta majadera
incomprensión
Ve y dile que por eso
cuando me marche
me da un beso en mi
canción 

Farewell To Bayside
Performer(s): Saved By The Bell cast members



It seems like only yesterday we started
But soon we'll put away our books and pens
We'll go on with our lives, once we have parted
But how can we say farewell to our friends

The double dates, the parties and the dances
Planning for a future until three
The football games, the mags, and the romances
Soon Bayside will be just a memory
(Memory)

Our four years here have all become unraveled
And so our high school story finally ends
(It finally ends)
But years from now no matter where we travel
We'll all look back and think about our friends
We'll all look back and think about our friends

The Ballad Of Jesse James (aka Jesse James)
Composer(s): Billy Gashade - Traditional
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie
and multiple other artists



Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man
He robbed the Danville train
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor
He'd a hand, a heart, and a brain

Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor
He couldn't see a brother suffer pain
And with his brother Frank he robbed the Springfield bank
And he stopped the Glendale train

Poor Jesse had a wife, a lady all her life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle coward that shot Mr. Joward
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave

It was Robert Ford, the dirty little coward
And I wonder how he feels
For he slept in Jesse's bed and he ate o' Jesse's bread
But he laid Jesse James in his grave

It was with his brother Frank that he robbed the Gallatin Bank
An' carried the money from the town
It was at that very place that they had a little chase
For they shot ol' Captain Sheets to the ground

Poor Jesse had a wife to morn for his life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle coward that shot Mr. Joward
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave

They went to a crossing, not very far from there
And there they did the same
For the agent on his knees delivered up the keys
To the outlaws, Frank an' Jesse James

It was on a Wednesday night, not a star was in sight
When they robbed the Glendale train
Those people, they did say for many miles away
It was robbed by Frank an' Jesse James

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle coward that shot Mr. Joward
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave

Then on a Saturday night, Jesse was at home
Just talking with his family brave
When Robert Ford came along like a thief in the night
And laid poor Jesse in his grave

Now, the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death
They wondered how he came to die
It was one of his own gang called little Robert Ford
An' he shot Jesse James on the sly

Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle coward that shot Mr. Joward
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave

Jesse went to his rest with his hand upon his breast
And there are many who never saw his face
He was born one day in the County of Clay
And he came from a solitary race

This song was made by Billy Gashade
As soon as the news did arrive
He said there's no one man with the law in his hand
Could ever take ol' Jesse James alive

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn his life
An' his children too, they were brave
But that dirty little coward shot Mr. Howard
An' laid Jesse James in his grave

Oh, they laid poor Jesse in his grave, yes, Lord
They laid Jesse James in his grave
Oh, he took from the rich and he gave to the poor
But, they laid Jesse James in his grave

Caminito Soleado
Composer(s): Carlos Gardel - Alfredo Le Pera
Performer(s): Carlos Gardel; Los Panchos; Lito Quiroga



Claro caminito criollo
florido y soleado
con pañuelo bordado
vos me viste pasar
mientras los pastos amigos
que saben mi anhelo
como un dulce consuelo
su verde saludo
me hacían llegar

Cruzando montes y valles
con alas venía 
mi pobre carreta
con sus cargas de esperanzas
las ruedas hacían
al viento gambetas
y cuando ya atravesaba
la hondura del vado
de lenta corriente
una congoja naciente
detuvo su impulso
parando su andar
porque en aquel arroyito
a veces sus ojos
se saben mirar

Y cuando vi su casita
de puro celoso
me sobró el pampero
para contarle chismoso
que traigo en mi apero
mil prendas de amor
para su pelo un cinta
que llevo escondida
de lindo color
para sus labios mi antojo
y para sus ojos
un claro cristal
y pa' su blanca garganta
el criollo que canta
tiene este cantar

Claro caminito criollo
florido y soleado
con pañuelo bordado
vos me viste pasar
mientras los pastos amigos
que saben mi anhelo
como un dulce consuelo
su verde saludo
me hacían llegar

Farewell To Arms
Composer(s): Keith Emerson; Greg Lake
Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer



In this our life on earth
Another dawn we face
Is this the moment of truth
For the whole human race
Is that the last man down
Is that the last life laid to waste
We must find in our hearts
Each and every dream we've misplaced
Before heaven cries tears
On the mountains we climb

Chorus
Farewell to arms
Rest in peace
May the reign of freedom be released
Farewell to arms
We just can't walk away
We're all sharing this earth at the end of the day

So when the cold winds bite
And when the mad dogs speak
However dark is your night
Just keep turning your cheek
'Cause when the last shot's fired
It is then the world will be free
And still we are asking
Just how long it will be
Though we're blown by the crosswinds
We stand like a tree

Chorus

Down this road we've wandered for so many years
With every step we take
We can tear down all frontiers, make no mistake

The Ballad Of Jed Clampett
Composer(s): Paul Henning
Performer(s): Jerry Scroggins with Lester Flatt & Earl Scruggs
and multiple other artists



Come 'n listen to my story 'bout a man name Jed
Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed
An' then one day he was shootin' at some food
An' up through the ground come a-bubblin' crude

Oil that is! Black Gold! Texas Tea!

Well, the first thing you know, ol' Jed's a millionaire
Kin folk said, "Jed move away from there"
Said "California is the place y'oughta to be"
So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly

Hills that is! Swimmin' pools! Movie stars!

Ol' Jed bought a mansion, Lawdy, it was swank
Next door neighbour was pres'dent of the bank
Folks objected, but the banker found no fault
'Cause ol' Jed's millions was a layin' in the vault

Cash that is! Capital gains! Depletion money!

Well, now it's time to say good bye to Jed and all his kin
An' they would like t'thank you folks fer kindly droppin' in
You're all invited back again to this locality
To have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality

Hillbilly that is! Set a spell! Take your shoes off!

Y'all come back, Y'hear!

Caminhos Cruzados
Composer(s): Antônio Carlos Jobim - Newton Mendonça
First release by: Silvia Telles - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists



Cuando um coracao que esta cansado de sofrer
Encontra um coracao tambem cansado de sofrer
E tempo de se pensar
Que o amor pode de repente chegar
Cuando existe alguem que tem saudade de alguem
E esse outro alguem nao entender
Deixe esse novo amor chegar
Mesmo que depois seja imprescindivel chorar
Que tolo fui eu que em vao tentei raciocinar
Nas coisas do amor que ningem pode explicar
Ven nois dois, vamos tentar
So um novo amor
Pode a saudade apagar 

Farewell Party
Composer(s): Lawton Williams
Performer(s): Waylon Jennings;
and various other artists



When the last breath of life is gone from my body
And my lips are as cold as the sea
When my friends gather 'round for my farewell party
Won't you pretend you love me

There'll be flowers from those who cry when I go
And leave you in this old world alone
I know you'll have fun at my farewell party
I know you'll be glad when I'm gone

Don't be mad at me for wanting to keep you
'Til my life on this old world is through
You'll be free at the end of my farewell party
But I'll go away loving you

There'll be flowers from those who cry when I go
And leave you in this old world alone
I know you'll have fun at my farewell party
I know you'll be glad when I'm gone
Oh, I know you'll be glad when I'm gone

Ballad Of Ira Hayes
Composer(s): Peter La Farge
First release by: Peter La Farge - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



Gather 'round you people and a story I will tell
About a brave young Indian you should remember well
From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band
They farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land
Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed
Till their white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed
Now Ira's folks were hungry and their farms wene crops of weeds
But when war came he volunteers and forgot, the white man's greed
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

They started up Iwo Jima Hill, 250 men
But only 27 lived to walk back down that hill again
And when the fight was over and the old glory raised
One of the men who held it high was the Indian Ira Hayes
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

Now Ira returned a hero, celebrated throughout the land
He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand
But he was just a Pima Indian, no money crops, no chance
And at home nobody cared what Ira had done and the wind did the Indian's dance
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

And Ira started drinking hard, jail was often his home
They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone
He died drunk early one morning, alone in the land he had fought to save
Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira Hayes
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, but his land is still as dry
And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died
Call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Yes, call him, Drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

Caminemos
Composer(s): H. Martins
Performer(s): Raphael



No, ya no debo pensar que te ame
Es preferible olvidar que sufri
No, no concibo que todo acabo
Que este sueño de amor termino
Que la vida nos separo sin querer
Caminemos
Tal vez nos veremos despues

Esta es la ruta que estaba marcada
Y sigo insistiendo en tu amor
Que se perdio en la nada
Y vivo caminando sin saber donde llegar
Tal vez caminando la vida nos vuelva a juntar
Y vivo caminando sin saber donde llegar
Tal vez caminando la vida nos vuelva a juntar

Farewell
Composer(s): Jim McCarty;
Keith Relf; Paul Samwell-Smith
Performer(s): The Yardbirds



Looking at the world around
For the very first time
Never seen it all before
Hope it's not all mine

On Monday morning all alone
I woke within my house of stone
I ventured forth unto the day
These things I saw upon my way

Trees and flowers were wrapped around
With people's castoffs on the ground
Roads and noise of glass and steel
And people snared within the wheel

Tuesday looked into the sky
Where birds in peace were left to fly
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed
I watched the world as people dashed

Friday's sadness began to creep
Upon me like the deepest sleep
It seemed that only I could see
Just what my world would finally be

On Sunday back inside my room
I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon
I let my mind find its own ways
Farewell to future days

Fare Thee, Honey, Fare Thee Well
Composer(s): J. Mayo Williams; John Akers
Performer(s): Connee Boswell;
and various other artists



You told me well at fall
You didn't need me round at all
So fare thee, honey, fare thee well

Now I'm packin' up my grip
Made up my mind to take a trip
Woah, fare the, honey, fare thee well

You told me right to my face
That I could eas'ly be replaced
Woah fare thee, honey, fare thee well

No use to take it back
`Cause I've got my suitcase packed
It's fare thee, honey, fare thee well

You told me when last spring
When the birds began to sing
It was fare thee, honey, fare thee well

Time and time again
You'd look at me and grin
With a fare thee, honey, fare thee well

You chase around all over town
Every night you lied to me
You made me burn but now it's my turn
You have said your last farewell to me

Well I guess by now you've learned
That the little worm has turned
Woah, fare thee, woah, fare thee
Honey, fare thee well

The Ballad Of Humpty Dumpty And Cinderella
Composer(s): Rex Fowler
Performer(s): Aztec Two-Step



She said her name was Cinderella
From under her umbrella with the blues
He said his name was Mr. Dumpty
But she could call him Humpty if she choosed
Then queried "Wasn't it a pity
That dear old New York City
Was more and more resembling a zoo?"

Humpty talked of birds and berries
The Staten Island Ferry and the moon
Cinderella showed her blisters
As she told him of her sisters and her broom
And how she sweated with the sweeping
While they were always out and reeking of perfume

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?

And as the sky was clearing
He asked her most endearing to the ball
She said she didn't have a skirt
In a voice that was quite curt but he could call
But she never gave her number
She just left him there to wonder by the wall

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?

We all know Cinderella's story
Of her fortune and her glory very well
And of Mr. Dumpty's fall
From his perch upon the wall no need to tell
But after close inspection
I can't help but pose the question
"Did Humpty Dumpty jump, or did he fell?"

Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?
Hey, hey, hey, did you lose your shoe?