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  • 07-12-1977
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    Those Tears In Your Eyes (Were Not For Me)
    Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
    Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



    There were tears in your eyes when you kissed me
    But no love in your heart could I see
    Four years that I’ve had been gone
    Must have been too lone
    'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes were Not For Me

    I know now that you’ve found another
    And you’re wondering if I will set you free
    I wouldn’t know the score
    To want you any more
    'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me

    Ah come in Jimmy

    I remember the time when we were happy
    But I guess it was never meant to be
    I don’t know who to blame
    But you have brought me shame
    'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me

    All our friends seem to know just what happened
    But I don’t want their kind of sympathy
    I just want to forget
    A lovely girl that I met
    'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Are Not For Me



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    Cruzando La Calle
    Composer(s): Aquelarre Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



    La ventana tenía un aspecto muy normal
    pero cada día sentimos que se agita más

    Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar
    tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no podrá esperar
    América vibra, mi mente quiere libertad
    La muerte te ronda, la muerte nos quiere ganar

    Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar
    tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no puede esperar
    La ventana tiene un aspecto muy normal
    pero cada día sentimos que se agita más



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
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    Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë;
    Claude Lemesle; Giuseppe Verdi
    Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri; Steph Carse



    Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
    Quand tu pleures, je pleure aussi ta peine
    Quand tu trembles, je prie pour toi liberté
    Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
    Souviens-toi des jours de ta misère
    Mon pays, tes bateaux étaient des galères
    Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
    Et quand tu es absente j'espère
    Qui e-tu: religion ou bien réalité
    Une idée de révolutionnaire
    Moi je crois que tu es la seule vérité
    La noblesse de notre humanité
    Je comprends qu'on meure pour te défendre
    Que l'on passe sa vie à t'attendre
    Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
    Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
    Les chansons de l'espoir ont ton nom et ta voix
    Le chemin de l'histoire nous conduira vers toi
    Liberté, liberté




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    06-12-1977
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    Those Shoes
    Composer(s): Don Felder - Glenn Frey - Don Henley
    First release by: Eagles - 1979



    Tell us what you’re gonna do tonight, mama
    There must be someplace you can go
    In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama
    There must be someone you know

    God knows, you’re lookin’ good enough
    But you’re so smooth and the world’s so rough
    You might have somethin’ to loose
    Oh, no, pretty mama, what you gonna
    Do in those shoes?

    Got those pretty little straps around your ankles
    Got those shiny little chains around your heart
    You go to have your independence
    But you don’t know just where to start

    Desperation in the singles bars
    An’ all those jerkoffs in their fancy cars
    You can’t believe your reviews

    Oh, no, you can’t do that
    Once you started wearin’ those shoes

    They’re lookin’ at you, leanin’ on you
    Tell you anything you want to hear
    They give you tablets of love
    They’re waiting for you
    Got to score you
    Handy with a shovel and so sincere
    Ooh, they got the kid glove

    You just want someone to talk to
    They just wanna get their hands on you
    You get whatever you choose
    Oh, no, you can’t do that
    Once you started wearin’ those shoes



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Crunchin' Walnuts With My Teeth
    Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
    Performer(s): Shel Silverstein



    Ever since I been a little child
    I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
    And that accounts for my unusual smile
    I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
    And while other kids was goin' to school
    Learnin' 'bout tools and learnin' 'bout rules
    I was sittin' by myself, playin' it cool
    Just crunchin' walnuts with my teeth

    Well, I met a little girl at the general store
    While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
    She said, "I see you're the one for me"
    So we went and got married immediately
    I spent my honeymoon romantically
    Crunchin' walnuts with my teeth

    Now one night as I was returnin' to my house
    I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
    I heard some fella, he was lovin' my spouse
    While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
    And I peeked in the window and he come into view
    He weighed three hundred pounds, stood seven foot two
    So I did what any red-blooded American boy would do
    Crunched a walnut with my teeth

    Now my whole lifelong philosophy
    Is crunch a walnut with your teeth
    Just think how happy the world would be
    If we all crunched walnuts with our teeth
    And we'd all sit around in the middle of the floor
    A-crunchin' and a-munchin' like we never did before
    And you know nobody's gonna go to war
    Crunchin' walnuts with their teeth



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Je Change Un Peu De Vent
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    Je Change Un Peu De Vent
    Composer(s): Joe Dassin; J.M. Rivat
    Performer(s): Joe Dassin



    Je ne sais pas d'où il vient
    Je ne sais pas où il va
    Je ne sais pas où va ce train
    Qui m'emporte loin de toi

    Je n'ai pris qu'un viex chapeau
    J'ai sauté dans ce wagon
    Qui transporte des chevaux
    Et j'irai où ils vont

    Tu étais pourtant jolie
    Mais il faut de temps en temps
    Que je change un peu de vie
    Que je change un peu de vent




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    05-12-1977
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    Those Oldies But Goodies (Remind Me Of You)
    Composer(s): Paul Politti - Nick Curinga
    Performer(s): Little Caesar & The Romans; Nino & the Ebb Tides



    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    I always remember the first night we met
    The songs they were playing I never will forget

    I always will treasure them so close to my heart
    They always will haunt me although we're apart
    Each time that I hear them a tear's bound to fall
    For I love those memories that I, I-I recall

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
    (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)

    "Yes, dear, they are playin' our songs
    And they will always remain our songs
    And each time you hear them, I hope you, too, will cherish the wonderful memories that our love once knew
    For these songs are just a symbol of the love that I had for you"

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
    (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Crumbling Land
    Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
    Performer(s): Pink Floyd



    In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
    in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
    wheeling, soaring, gliding high

    On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
    shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
    wining, dining, shining king

    Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
    drinking in the clear blue well
    back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
    but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line

    Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
    in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
    screaming, dealing, movie man

    Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
    close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
    gliding high into the sky

    By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
    upon the finger of the king
    on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
    then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun



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    Crumbling Land
    Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
    Performer(s): Pink Floyd



    In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
    in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
    wheeling, soaring, gliding high

    On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
    shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
    wining, dining, shining king

    Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
    drinking in the clear blue well
    back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
    but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line

    Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
    in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
    screaming, dealing, movie man

    Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
    close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
    gliding high into the sky

    By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
    upon the finger of the king
    on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
    then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Je Bois À Sa Santé
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    Je Bois À Sa Santé
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Eh! Barman
    S'il vous plait!
    Il est tard
    Oui, je le sais
    Et elle ne viendra pas
    Mais tant pis
    Je bois à sa santé

    Les filles, je le sais trop
    C'est comme les métros
    Une autre passera dans ma vie
    Je bois à sa santé

    Hé, mais soudain
    Oui, la voilà
    Non, je ne rêve pas
    Mais pourquoi sont-elles trois
    Bah, tant pis!
    Je bois à leur santé




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    04-12-1977
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    Those Magic Changes
    Composer(s): Warren Casey - Jim Jacobs
    First release by: Sha-Na-Na - 1978
    Covered by multiple other artists



    What's that playing on the radio?
    Why do I start swaying to and fro?
    I have never heard that song before
    But if I don't hear it anymore

    Still familiar to me sends a thrill right to me
    Plus those chords remind me of the night that I first fell in love to
    Those magic changes
    My heart arranges
    A melody that's never the same
    A melody thats calling your name
    And betcha please come back to me
    Please return to me
    Don't go away again or make them play again
    The music I want to hear at once again
    You whisper in my ear oh my darling

    I'll be waiting by the radio
    You'll come back to me some day I know
    Been so long since our last goodbye
    But I'm singing as I cry

    While the bass is sounding while the drums are punding
    Beating of my broken heart will rise to first place in the charts
    Oh my heart arranges
    Oh those magic changes



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Crumblin' Down
    Composer(s): G.C. Green - John Mellencamp Performer(s): John Mellencamp



    Some people ain't no damn good You can't trust 'em You can't love em No good deed goes unpunished And I don't mind being their whipping boy I've had that pleasure For years and years No, no I never was a sinner Tell me what else can I do Second best is what you get 'Til you learn to bend the rules Time respects no person And when you lift up must fall They're waiting outside To claim my crumblin' walls Saw my picture in the paper Read the news around my face And now some people Don't want to treat me the same When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy That I'm uneducated And my opinipn means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder To see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems Ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble You've been having for years Don't confuse the problem With the issue, girl It's perfectly clear Just a human desire To have you come near Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me You can break me But you better stand clear When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' Down When the walls Come (tumblin' down) When the walls Come (rumblin', rumblin') When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin', tumblin' Down Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me You can break me But you better stand clear When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin' down When the walls (When the walls) Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' Down



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    Je Bois English & Italian Titles: I Drink; Io Bevo Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Je bois pour oublier mes années d'infortune
    Et cette vie commune
    Avec toi mais si seul
    Je bois pour me donner l'illusion que j'existe
    Puisque trop égoïste
    Pour me péter la gueule

    Et je lève mon verre à nos cœurs en faillite
    Nos illusions détruites
    A ma fuite en avant
    Et je trinque à l'enfer qui dans mon foie s'impose
    En bouquet de cirrhose
    Que j'arrose en buvant

    Je bois au jour le jour à tes fautes, à mes fautes
    Au temps que côte à côte
    Il nous faut vivre encore
    Je bois à nos amours ambigus, diaboliques
    Souvent tragi-comiques
    Nos silences de mort

    A nos unions ratées, mesquines et pitoyables
    A ton corps insatiable
    Roulant de lit en lit
    A ce serment, prêté la main sur l'Évangile
    A ton ventre stérile
    Qui n'eut jamais de fruit

    Je bois pour échapper à ma vie insipide
    Je bois jusqu'au suicide
    Le dégoût la torpeur
    Je bois pour m'enivrer et vomir mes principes
    Libérant de mes tripes
    Ce que j'ai sur le cœur

    Au bonheur avorté, à moi, à mes complexes
    A toi, tout feu, tout sexe
    A tes nombreux amants
    A ma peau boursouflée, striée de couperose
    Et à la ménopause
    Qui te guette au tournant

    Je bois au lois bénies de la vie conjugale
    Qui de peur de scandale
    Poussent à faire semblant
    Je bois jusqu'à la lie aux étreintes sommaires
    Aux putes exemplaires
    Aux froids accouplements

    Au meilleur de la vie qui par lambeaux nous quitte
    A cette cellulite
    Dont ton corps se dépare
    Au devoir accompli comme deux automates
    Aux ennuis de prostate
    Que j'aurais tôt ou tard

    Je bois à en crever et peu à peu j'en crève
    Comme ont crevé mes rêves
    Quand l'amour m'a trahi
    Je bois à m'en damner le foie comme une éponge
    Car le mal qui me ronge
    Est le mal de l'oubli

    Je m'enivre surtout pour mieux noyer ma peine
    Et conjurer la haine
    Dont nous sommes la proie
    Et le bois comme un trou qu'est en tout point semblable
    A celui que le diable
    Te fait creuser pour moi

    Je bois mon Dieu, je bois
    Un peu par habitude
    Beaucoup de solitude
    Et pour t'oublier toi
    Et pour t'emmerder toi
    Je bois, je bois



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    03-12-1977
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    Those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer
    Performer(s): Nat King Cole



    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

    Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
    Then lock the house up, now you're set
    And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis
    As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    You'll wish that summer could always be here

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

    Don't hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in
    Or some romantic moon it seems
    Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin'
    You'll see more kissin' in the cars than on the screen

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    You'll wish that summer could always be here

    You'll wish that summer could always be here
    You'll wish that summer could always be here



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    Cruising Down The River
    Composer(s): Eily Beadell - Nell Tollerton Performer(s): Russ Morgan and multiple other artists



    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon
    With one you love, the sun above
    Waiting for the moon

    The old accordian playing
    A sentimental tune
    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon

    The birds above, all sing of love
    A gentle sweet refrain
    The winds around, all make a sound
    Like softly falling rain ...

    Just two of us together
    We'll plan our honeymoon
    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon



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    Je Blijft Me Lief
    Performer(s): Conny Vandenbos



    Refrein:
    Je blijft me lief men leven lang
    Ik laat je vrij, wees maar niet bang
    Ik laat je gaan je bent vrij man
    Maar komt terug,… zo nu en dan

    Ik weet het wel, jij wilt geen al te vaste band
    Jij houdt de liefde in de hand
    Ik weet het wel jij leeft van dag tot dag, tot dag
    Je gaat niet zomaar over stag

    Refrein:

    Ik weet het wel, jij vind dat ik weer spoken zie
    Als ik je vraag waar of je was en met wie
    Ik weet het wel, ik zie het niet zo erg reëel
    Misschien wil ik, wel, veel te veel

    refrein

    Ik weet het wel, je bent me lang niet altijd trouw
    En toch hou ik alleen van jouw
    Ik weet het wel, je hebt het mij al vaak gezegd
    Je bent toch erg, aan, mij, gehecht

    Refrein:

    Je blijft me lief men leven lang
    Ik laat je gaan, wees maar niet bang
    Ik laat je gaan op jouw advies
    Dan ben ik bang ... dat ik je zo verlies




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    02-12-1977
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    Those Days Are Over
    Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling - Edward P. Moran - Harry Von Tilzer



    Let's take a look in memry's book back to the days of yore
    Back to the school old swimmin' pool wel'll just be kids once more
    Let's wander back where we used to sit and dram
    Down by the old mill stream

    Let's climb the hill down by the mill pile on the old bob sled
    Coasting we'll go roll in the snow until our cheeks grow red
    Oh for the days of the olden golden pas
    They were too good to last

    Where are the days of long ago?
    Those days are over those days are over all over
    Where is the barefoot bashful beau? the one who wrote "I love you so"
    Oh! Sweet childhood days so dear to you and me
    Sweet wildwood ways are just a memory
    Gee! but it makes me sad some how
    Those days are over over now



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    Cruisin'
    Composer(s): Smokey Robinson - Marvin Tarplin First release by: Smokey Robinson - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists



    Baby let's cruise, away from here
    Don't be confused, the way is clear
    And if you want it you got it forever
    This is not a one night stand, baby, yeah so

    Let the music take your mind, ooh
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly away
    Glad you're goin' my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for love
    I love it when we're cruisin' together

    Baby tonight belongs to us
    Everything's right, do what you must
    And inch by inch we get closer and closer
    To every little part of each other ooh baby, yeah So

    Let the music take your mind
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly away
    Glad you're going my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for love
    I love it when we're cruisin' together

    Cruise with me baby
    Cruise

    Baby let's cruise
    Let's flow, let's glide
    Ooooh let's open up, and go inside
    And if you want it you got it forever
    I can just stay there inside you
    And love you baby

    Let the music, take your mind
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly (away)
    Yeah, I'm glad you're going my way
    I love it, when we're cruisin together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for (love)
    I love it, I love it, I love it
    You're gonna fly away
    Yeah, glad you're going my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    (The music is played for love)
    It's love music
    (Cruisin' is made for love) ...



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    Je Bivouaque Au Pays De Cocagne
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens



    Une rue sans joie où les sbires
    Tout seuls ne s'aventurent pas
    Un coupe-gorge et même pire
    La venelle où traînaient mes pas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et cett' rue je l'ai traversée
    Comm' l'avenue des Champs-Élysées

    {Refrain:}
    Je bivouaque au
    Pays de Co
    cagne depuis
    Que j'ai bouté
    La vérité
    Au fond du puits

    Beauté du diable et qui n'inspire
    Pas l'envie d'aller en sabbat
    Epouvantail et même pire
    La fille m'offrant ses appas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et j'ai changé cette petite
    En une Vénus Aphrodite

    {Refrain}

    Quatre anges déchus qui soupirent
    Si peu qu'on ne les entend pas
    Jamais étreinte ne fut pire
    Jamais amour vola si bas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et quittant doucement la terre
    Je fus à bon port à Cythère

    {Refrain}




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    01-12-1977
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    Those Good Old Days Back Home
    Composer(s): Joe McCarthy - Jimmie Monaco



    I left my sweetheart in old New Hampshire, waving to my train
    I sort of reckoned that old New Hampshire would never see me again
    I got "kinder" tired of my home town, had a lot of silly dreams
    mighty disappointed looking 'round, this life ain't what it seems

    My heart is sighing now for the good old days back home
    I'm crying now, I was foolish kid to roam
    you could live around the city years or more
    and never get acquainted with the folks next door
    Way back home you rise at dawning, you meet a stranger and he'll say "Good Mornin'"
    I'm longing now for the fields, I used to plow
    I want to see the bumble bees a buzzin' 'round the comb
    (I've been a drone) and in the homestead on the hill, I wonder if they're waiting still
    Oh, my heart is sighing, and I'm just dying for the good old days back home
    Maple syrup flowing from the shady maple trees, hear the rooster crowing
    hear the humming of the bees, see the corn a waving in the fields of new mown hay
    that is why I'm craving, why I'm leaving here today

    My heart is sighing now for the good old days back home
    I'm crying now, I was foolish kid to roam
    you could live around the city years or more
    and never even know the folks that live next door
    Way back home you rise at dawning, you meet a stranger and he'll say "Good Mornin'"
    I'm sighing now for the fields, I used to plow
    I want to see the bumble bees a buzzin' 'round the comb
    (I've been a drone) I want to ride for miles, I'm through with butter cakes and Childs
    Oh, my heart is sighing, and I'm just dying for the good old days back home



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