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  • 22-07-1973
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    The Ballad Of Paladin
    Composer(s): Sam Rolfe - Johnny Western - Richard Boone
    Performer(s): Johnny Western
    and multiple other artists



    Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam
    Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home

    Have gun, will travel reads the card of a man
    A knight without armour in a savage land
    His fast gun for hire heeds the calling wind
    A soldier of fortune is the man called Paladin

    Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam
    Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home

    He travels on to wherever he must
    A chess knight of silver is his badge of trust
    There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin
    Of the man with the gun, of the man called Paladin

    Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam
    Paladin, Paladin, far, far from home
    Far from home
    Far from home



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    Camino Del Indio Composer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui Performer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui and multiple other artists



    Caminito del indio
    sendero coya sembrao de piedras
    caminito del indio
    que junta el valle con las estrellas
    Caminito que anduvo
    de sur a norte mi raza vieja
    antes que en la montaña
    la Pachamama se ensombreciera

    Cantando en el cerro
    llorando en el río
    se agranda en la noche
    la pena del indio
    El sol y la luna
    y este canto mío
    besaron tus piedras
    camino del indio

    En la noche serrana
    llora la quena su honda nostalgia
    y el caminito sabe
    cuál es la chola que el indio llama

    Se levanta en el cerro
    la voz doliente de la baguala
    y el camino lamenta
    ser el culpable de la distancia

    Cantando en el cerro ...



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    Farmer Ferdinand Hudson
    Composer(s): Robin Gibb
    Performer(s): Robin Gibb



    Now it is dawn and a new day is born
    But with a trail of despair
    The new day was shining but many had gone
    Farmer Ferdinand Hudson had lost much more than he'd won

    He sat by a table and cried in his rum

    The cobwebs hung heavy and dreary beside
    All that looked at him could barely decide
    He passed for one day so to sleep in that night
    And early that morning he died




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    21-07-1973
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    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



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Camino De Guanajuato
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    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



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    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



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    20-07-1973
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    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



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    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



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Farewell To Tarwathie
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    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




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    19-07-1973
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    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



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    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



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Farewell To Bayside

    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




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    18-07-1973
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    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



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    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



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Farewell To Arms
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    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




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    17-07-1973
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Ballad Of Jed Clampett
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    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!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caminhos Cruzados
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    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



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    Tags:Sylvia Telles

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Farewell Party
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    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




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    16-07-1973
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    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



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caminemos
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    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



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