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  • 14-06-1973
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    The Anaheim, Azusa & Cucamonga Sewing Circle, Book Review & Timing Association
    Composer(s): Don Altfeld - Jan Berry - Roger "Hot Dog Rog" Christian
    Performer(s): Jan & Dean



    They wear organdy dresses & high-button shoes
    They read Playboy magazine & Hot-Rod News
    There's Patience Proper & Prudence Prim
    You oughta see 'em do the spin

    They come from Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga too
    Sewing circle & book review
    The little old ladies wait in wild anticipation
    For the meetings of the double-A-C A-S-S-N
    For the Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga Sewing Circle, Book Review, & Timing Association

    They toot around town in their big Grand Prixes
    Sittin' in their bucket seats, shootin' the breeze
    You know that all week long they put up jammin' preserves
    But on the weekend they negotiate curves

    They come from Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga too
    Sewing circle & book review
    The little old ladies wait in wild anticipation
    For the meetings of the double-A-C A-S-S-N
    For the Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga Sewing Circle, Book Review, & Timing Association

    The meeting breaks up with a thunderous roar
    Then there's a mad mad rush for the big old door
    They run to their cars like the start at LeMond's
    They make the spin donuts in their lawns

    They come from Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga too
    Sewing circle & book review
    The little old ladies wait in wild anticipation
    For the meetings of the double-A-C A-S-S-N
    For the Anaheim, Azusa, & Cucamonga Sewing Circle, Book Review, & Timing Association

    (repeat):
    Go grannies, go grannies, go grannies go...



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    Call The Doctor Composer(s): J.J. Cale Performer(s): J.J. Cale and multiple other artists



    Somebody call for the doctor, I think I’m sick
    Ain’t had my medicine in over a week
    My mind’s fine but my body feels weak
    Call the doctor, I think I’m sick
    A shady lady took all my bread
    Ravished my body, lord, and messed with my head
    I don’t know but I’ve had my fill
    Call the doctor and tell him I’m ill
    My money’s gone and I’ve got no place to go
    I don’t believe I’ve ever felt so low
    If you’ve got the time while you hang around
    Call the doctor and tell him I’m down



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Family Doctor
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    Family Doctor
    Composer(s): James Griffin; Robb Royer
    Performer(s): Bread



    Went to my family doctor
    For a pain inside my head
    Told him that since you left me
    I was feelin' like just about dead
    Doctor, what can you give me
    And should I take one or two
    Can you tell me just what it's gonna do
    Will it save me from what I'm goin' through
    Will it ease the pain
    Will it ease the pain
    Will it help to pacify my brain
    He told me not to worry
    He said to come back next week
    He asked me for a picture
    Of the girl who made me lose my sleep
    Well, all week long I suffered
    Didn't know what to do
    But went back to him when the week was
    Through
    And he gave me an artificial you
    And it eased the pain
    Yes, it eased the pain
    It completely satisfied my brain




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    13-06-1973
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    The American In Me
    Performer(s): Steve Forbert



    I need me a destination
    I ain't the kinda cat's gon' just jump in his car an' drive
    I'm usin' my transportation
    so then when am I going to arrive?

    and I guess it's just
    the American in me
    and I guess it's just
    the way I'm apt to be
    and I guess it's just

    they're stoppin' me out on the freeway
    'n they ask of me what I do and where I'm bound
    I used to get a lot more leeway
    hey, well, now I get a lot more down

    and I guess it's just
    the American in me
    and I guess it's just
    the way I'm apt to be
    and I guess it's just

    the off ramp backed up miles today
    and the carbon fumes
    were drifting towards the sky
    the sky began to cry
    and the thunder booms

    an' I'm back once again on the car lot
    an' I ain't even paid for that thing I drove up in yet
    well, I might make a trade an' I might not
    but I know I'll remain in debt



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Call On Me
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    Call On Me
    Composer(s): Sam Andrew
    Performer(s): Janis Joplin



    Well, baby, when times are bad
    Now call on me, darling, and I'll come to you
    When you're in trouble and feel so sad
    Well, call on me, darling, come on call on me, and I'll help you
    Yeah!

    A man and a woman have each other, baby
    To find their way in this world
    I need you, darling, like the fish needs the sea
    Don't take your sweet, your sweet love from me

    Baby, when you're down and feel so blue
    Well, no, you won't drown, darling, I'll be there too
    You're not alone, I'm there too
    Whatever your troubles, honey, I don't care

    A man and a woman have each other, baby
    To find their way in this world
    I need you, darling, like the fish needs the sea
    Don't take your sweet, sweet love from me!

    Please! So baby, when times are bad
    Call on me, darling, just call on me



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    Family Affair
    Composer(s): Sylvester "Sly Stone" Stewart
    Performer(s): Steve Winwood



    It's a family affair ....

    One child grows up to be somebody that just loves to learn
    And another child grows up to be someone who needs concern
    Mother loves both of them, you see it's in the blood
    Father loves both of them, blood's thicker than the mud

    It's a family affair ....

    Newly-wed a year ago, still checkin' each other out
    Nobody wants to blow, nobody wants to be left out
    You can't leave cos your heart is there
    But you can't stay cos you been somewhere else
    You can't cry cos you look broke down
    But you cry anyway cos you're all broke down

    It's a family affair ...

    Na na na one family, na na na one love ...




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    12-06-1973
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    Altar Boy And The Thief
    Composer(s): Joan Baez
    Performer(s): Joan Baez



    At night in the safety of shadows and numbers
    Seeking some turf on which nothing encumbers
    The buying and selling of casual looks
    Stuff that gets printed in x-rated books
    Your mother might have tried to understand
    When you were hardly your daddy's little man
    And you gave up saluting the chief
    To find yourself some relief

    Finely plucked eyebrows and skin of satin
    Smiling seductive and endlessly Latin
    Olympic body on dancing feet
    Perfume thickening the air like heat
    A transient star of gay bar fame
    You quit your job and changed your name
    And you're nearly beyond belief
    As you hunt down a little relief

    The seven foot black with the emerald ring
    Broke up a fight without saying a thing
    As the cops cruised by wanting one more chance
    To send Jimmy Baldwin back over to France
    And a trucker with kids and a wife
    Prefers to spend half of his life
    In early Bohemian motif
    Playing pool and getting relief

    My favorite couple was looking so fine
    Dancing in rhythm and laughing in rhyme
    In the light of the jukebox all yellow and blue
    Holding each other as young lovers do
    To me they will always remain
    Unshamed, untamed, and unblamed
    The altar boy and the thief
    Grabbing themselves some relief

    The altar boy and the thief
    Catching a little relief



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    Call Of The Wild
    Composer(s): Tillman Franks
    Performer(s): Frankie Laine



    My mother was gypsy, my father a wayfarin' man
    My home was the river, the mountains and warm desert sand
    The roar of a train, or a mad raging sea is
    The call of the wild and it's callin' to me
    My restless heart keeps repeatin' I have to be free
    There's memories to haunt me and torture my wild savage soul
    The heat in my veins like the beating of drums makes me roar
    You want me to stay but I know I must roam
    For the call of the wild keeps a-callin' me on
    Your kisses are sweet but I know that I have to be free
    No woman can tame me or chain me or tie me for life
    There's oft times a sweetheart but never, oh never a wife
    Born to be happy but born to be free
    I never look back for I know it must be
    It's the call of the wild and I know that it's callin' to me
    There are strange foreign lands that keep callin', yes callin' to me
    To the wide open spaces I know that I'm destined to be
    A slave to a voice much stronger than a hand
    That can bring out the beast deep in my kind of man
    It's the call of the wild and I'll have to obey, to obey
    To obey it's command



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    Familie Kabeljau
    Performer(s): Udo Lindenberg



    Herr und Frau
    Kabeljau
    glotzen Video
    und TV
    Ständig rappelt der Recorder
    und die Pizza kommt per Fernsehorder
    Kabelfernsehen
    BTX
    Computerspiele
    tausend Tricks
    Pantoffel-Cockpit, Heimpiloten
    das sind echte Videoten

    Und das Hänschen spielt so gerne
    Krieg der Knöpfe, Krieg der Sterne
    richtig süchtig, Atari-Junkie
    voll verseuchtes kleines Kranki
    Und man sieht ihn auch vor'm Testbild liegen
    und sich ohne Grund vor Lachen biegen
    und überhaupt, wie toll, denkt er, dass man
    mit Computi besser spiel'n kann als mit Jan von nebenan

    Familie Kabeljau
    glotzt die Non-Stop-Schau
    mit dem Vierkantauge im Gesicht
    und der Erleuchtung im dunklen Flimmerlicht
    Familie Kabeljau
    sieht die Horrorschau
    mit dem Schlafwagenhirn und der Neandertalstirn
    Ja, in den Kabeln hängt der hohle Kopf
    wie an einem Tropf

    Und es sprach der Herr Minister
    Dr. h. c. Kabelknister
    von der schönen neuen Welt
    Keine Arbeit, trotzdem Geld!
    Ja, der Mikrochip aus Taiwan macht die Arbeit dann
    und wenn dann nix mehr zu tun is, fahr'n wir nach Tunis
    Wo wir in der Sonne sitzen
    und ganz locker um die Ecke schwitzen

    Familie Kabeljau
    glotzt die Non-Stop-Schau
    mit dem Vierkantauge im Gesicht
    und der Erleuchtung im dunklen Flimmerlicht
    Familie Kabeljau
    sieht die Horrorschau
    mit dem Schlafwagenhirn und der Neandertalstirn
    Die Hirne sind total verödet
    Macht ja nix, wenn man verblödet




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    11-06-1973
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    Christmas In My Heart (Letter From A Soldier)
    Performer(s): Dave Foss



    When I was nine years old, I woke up on Christmas mornin'
    Dragged you out of bed, down the stairs and to the tree
    I didn't know back then that your head had just hit your pillow
    Stayin' up all night, wrappin' Christmas presents just for me

    So I thank you, Mom, you're an inspiration
    Your endless smile is my salvation
    Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart

    Seventeen years old, I woke up on Christmas mornin'
    Only three short months since Mom, she passed away
    Still you found the time, Dad, to make Christmas somethin' special
    You kept our spirits high, I think about it to this day

    So I thank you, Dad, you're an inspiration
    Your endless strength is my salvation
    Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart

    Christmas in my heart, it may seem crazy here
    In my barracks layin' so very far away
    But I know my job is to serve my country
    And I think about you all, each and ev'ry day

    Now I'm twenty-nine, as I write this on Christmas mornin'
    And I bless the day that we shared our wedding vows
    When I close my eyes, it seems that you're right beside me
    By the grace of God, I'll make it back to you somehow

    So I thank you, Girl, you're an inspiration
    Your endless love is my salvation
    Because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart

    And because of you, I got Christmas right here in my heart



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Call Me The Breeze
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    Call Me The Breeze Composer(s): J.J. Cale First release by: J.J. Cale - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists



    They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
    They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road
    I ain't got me nobody, I ain't carrying me no load
    Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
    Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me
    I ain't hidin' from nobody, ain't nobody hidin' from me
    I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
    I got that green light, babe, I got to keep moving on
    I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, might stay home



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    Fame And Fortune
    Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
    Performer(s): Bad Company



    Sittin' in the back of a limousine, feelin' just like a king
    All the girls come runnin' to you, you're the latest thing
    Sittin' up there at the top of the charts, lookin' like Mr. Cool
    You take all the money, steal their hearts, they'll come runnin' to you

    Your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
    All your fame and your fortune, you better take a look around
    With your fame and your fortune, careful who you talk to
    Or the fame and your fortune, watch it all tumble down, yeah, oh listen now

    Now you're lookin' for inspiration, somethin' to say
    When you find that it don't come easy, you find them running away
    You had it all in the palm of your hand, and let it slip away
    You made it big, ooh so big, and then you threw it all away

    All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
    Fame and your fortune, hey you better take another look
    At your fame and your fortune, it set you up, then it caught you
    Fame and your fortune, surely gonna let you down, hey tell me now

    All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
    Take your fame and your fortune, wait and take a look around
    For your fame and your fortune, who do you talk to
    'Bout your fame and your fortune, as it all comes tumbling down

    Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, yes all come tumbling down
    Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, all comes tumbling down...




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    10-06-1973
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    The Alligator Pond Went Dry
    Composer(s): Victoria Spivey
    Performer(s): Victoria Spivey



    Folks, I'm telling you something that I saw with my own eyes
    As I passed the pond one day
    The old alligator was teaching his babies to do the Georgia Grind
    And I heard one of them say
    "This is a social
    But the alligator pond's going dry
    Yes, it is a social
    But the alligator pond's going dry!"
    Now, old Mister Alligator, he got way back
    He said, "Look out, children, I'm going to throw it off my back"
    Oh, it was a social
    But the alligator pond went dry!
    Lord, it must have been a social
    For the alligator pond went dry
    Oh, it must have been a social
    For the alligator pond to go dry!
    Now, old Mister Alligator, he got real hot
    He said, "We're gonna have this function whether there's water or not!"
    Oh, it was a social
    For the alligator pond went dry!
    Lord, if you don't believe what I'm saying, ask old Alligator Jack
    Wasn't a drop of water in the pond when he got back
    It was a social
    But the alligator pond went dry!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Call Me Mr. In-Between
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    Call Me Mr. In-Between Composer(s): Harlan Howard Performer(s): Burl Ives; Harlan Howard



    (Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
    (Pickin's mighty lean, Mr. In-Between)

    Well, I'm too old for girls and I'm too young for women
    I've looked all around and my hopes are a-dimmin'
    I feel like a fish not allowed any swimmin'
    And it makes a fella mean
    To feel he's a part of the Lost Generation
    I feel like a choo-choo that can't find the station
    I work like a dog with no recreation
    They call me Mr. In-Between

    (Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
    (Makes a fella mean, Mr. In-Between)

    Got a hotrod Chevy with a twin carburetor
    And I know a gal that's a real sharp tomater
    And she's got a Daddy with a Caddy that'll date 'er
    You see what I mean
    Those sweet little things just set me a-droolin'
    I'm too big for sodas and I'm too old for schoolin'
    Too young for lovin' but I'm too old for foolin'
    They call me Mr. In-Between

    (Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
    (Tries to live so clean, Mr. In-Between)

    I feel like a sailboat kept in a bottle
    I feel like an engineer that can't find the throttle
    I'm too small to walk but I'm too big to toddle
    And, Lordy, I'm turnin' green
    To see all the men makin' time with the ladies
    The high school kids at the show with their babies
    While I run around like a dog with the rabies
    They call me Mr. In-Between

    (Mr. In-Between, Mr. In-Between)
    (Better leave the scene, Mr. In-Between)



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    Fame
    Composer(s): Michael Gore; Dean Pitchford
    Performer(s): Irene Cara



    Baby, look at me
    and tell me what you see
    ‘cause you ain’t seen the best of me yet
    Give me time, I’ll make you forget the rest
    ‘Cause I’ve got more in me
    and you can set it free
    Yes, I can catch the moon in my hand
    Don’t you know who I am
    Remember my name

    Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
    I’m gonna learn how to fly high
    I feel it coming together, yeah
    People will see me and cry
    Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
    and light up the sky like a flame
    Fame, I’m gonna live forever
    Baby, remember my name
    Remember, remember, remember, remember
    Remember, remember, remember, remember

    Baby, hold me tight
    ‘cause you can make it right
    Yes, you can shoot me straight to the top
    Give me love and take all I’ve got to give, yeah
    Baby, I’ll be tough
    ‘cause too much is not enough, no
    I’ll grab your heart ‘til it breaks
    Oh, I’ve got what it takes

    Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
    and I’m gonna learn how to fly high
    I feel it coming together
    People will see me and cry
    Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
    and light up the sky like a flame
    Fame, I’m gonna live forever
    Baby, remember my name
    Remember, remember, remember, remember
    Remember, remember, remember, remember

    Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever
    and I’m gonna learn how to fly high
    I feel it coming together, yeah
    People will see me and cry
    Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven
    and light up the sky like a flame
    Fame, I’m gonna live forever
    Baby, remember my name
    Remember, remember, remember, remember
    Remember, remember, remember, remember
    I said remember my name

    Fame, ‘cause I’m gonna live forever, fame
    I’m gonna learn how to fly high
    I feel it coming together, yeah, fame
    People will see me and cry, fame
    Fame, I’m gonna make it to heaven, fame
    Light up the sky like a flame
    Fame, I’m gonna live forever, fame
    Baby, remember my name
    Remember, remember, remember, remember
    Fame




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    09-06-1973
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    The All American Boy
    Composer(s): Bill Parsons - Orville Lunsford - Bobby Bare
    Performer(s): Bobby Bare; Bill Parsons



    Gather 'round, cats, and I'll tell you a story
    About how to become an All American Boy
    Buy you a gittar and put it in tune
    You'll be rockin' and rollin' soon
    Impressin' the girls, pickin' hot licks, and all that jazz

    AAhhh bought me a gittar a year ago
    Learned how to play in a day or so
    And all around town it was well understood
    That I was knockin' 'em out like Johnny B. Goode
    Hot licks, showin' off, ah number one.

    Well, I 'd practice all day and up into the night
    My papa's hair was turnin' white
    'Cause he didn't like rock'n'roll
    He said "You can stay, boy, but that's gotta go"
    He's a square, he just didn't dig me at all

    So I took my gittar, picks and all
    And bid farewell to my poor ole pa
    And I split for Memphis where they say all
    Them swingin' cats are havin' a ball
    Sessions, hot licks and all, they dig me

    I was rockin' and boppin' and I's a gettin' the breaks
    The girls all said that I had what it takes
    When up stepped a man with a big cigar
    He said "come here, cat--I'm gonnna make you a star"
    "I'll put you on Bandstand, buy ya a Cadillac, sign here, kid"

    I signed my name and became a star
    Havin' a ball with my gittar
    Driving a big long Cadillac and fightin' the girls off ma back
    They just kept a'comin', screamin', yeah-they like it

    So I'd pick my gittar with a great big grin
    And the money just kept on pourin' in
    But then one day my Uncle Sam

    He said (tap...tap...tap) "Here I am"
    "Uncle Sam needs you, boy
    I'm-a gonna cut your hair
    Ah-Take this rifle, kid
    Gimme that gittar"
    Yeah



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Call Me Lightning
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    Call Me Lightning Composer(s): Pete Townshend First release by: The Who - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists



    See that girl who's smiling so brightly
    Well I reckon she's cool and I reckon rightly
    She's good looking and I ain't frightened
    I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning

    Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly
    My XKE is shining so brightly
    The noose around us is slowly tightening
    I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning

    Hey little girl who's dancing so lightly
    My XKE is shining so brightly
    The noose around us is slowly tightening
    I'm gonna show you why they call me lightning

    You can't catch me, I'm as fast as can be
    Call me lightning, I'm as fast as can be
    No you can't catch me, no you can't catch me



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fame (David Bowie)
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    Fame
    Composer(s): David Bowie; John Lennon; Carlos Alomar
    Performer(s): David Bowie



    Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
    Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
    Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
    Fame (fame)

    Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
    That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
    Fame (fame)

    Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
    Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
    Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
    Fame (fame)

    Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
    To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
    Fame (fame)

    Could it be the best, could it be?
    Really be, really, babe?
    Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
    Could it, babe?, could it, babe?

    Is it any wonder I reject you first?
    Fame, fame, fame, fame
    Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
    Fame (fame)

    Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
    Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
    (Fame)

    Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
    fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
    Fame
    What's your name?

    Feeling so gay, feeling gay




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    08-06-1973
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    The Alcoholic Blues
    Composer(s): Albert Von Tilzer - Edward Laska
    Performer(s): Billy Murray
    and multiple other artists



    I love my country, 'deed I do
    But oh, that war has made me blue
    I like fightin', that's my name
    But fightin' is the least about the fightin' game

    When Mister Hoover said to cut my dinner down
    I never even hesitate, I never frown
    I cut my sugar, I cut my coal
    But now they dug deep in my soul

    I've got the blues, I've got the blues
    I've got the alcoholic blues
    No more beer, my heart to cheer
    Goodbye whiskey, you used to make me frisky
    So long highball, so long gin
    Oh, tell me when you comin' back agin

    Blues, I've got the blues
    Since they amputated my booze
    Lordy, Lordy, war is well
    You know I don't have to tell
    I've got the alcoholic blues
    Some blues, I've got the blues

    Prohibition that's the name
    Prohibition drives me insane
    I'm so thirsty, soon I'll die
    I'm simply goin' to 'vaporate, I'm just that dry

    I wouldn't mind to live forever in a trench
    Just if my daily thirst they only let me quench
    And not with Bevo or Ginger Ale
    I want the real stuff by the pail

    I've got the blues, I've got the blues
    I've got the alcoholic blues
    No more beer, my heart to cheer
    Goodbye whiskey, you used to make me frisky
    So long highball, so long gin
    Oh, tell mw when you comin' back agin

    Blues, I've got the blues
    Since they amputated my booze
    Lordy, Lordy, war is well
    You know, I don't have to tell
    I've got the alcoholic blues
    Some blues, I've got the blues



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Call Me Fool
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    Call Me Fool
    Composer(s): Kauderer
    Performer(s): Mario Lanza



    Call me fool
    Thrill me or taunt me
    I'll be where you want me
    Call me fool

    Call me fool
    Go with a new love
    Come back when you through love
    Call me fool

    Don't be afraid to parade this slave you have made
    Give the world a laugh
    Wise men say all or nothing at all
    But fools are happy with half

    Call me fool
    Take what I give you
    I'll love and forgive you
    Long as you call me into your arms
    Call me fool

    Don't be afraid to parade this slave you have made
    Give the world a laugh
    Wise men say all or nothing at all
    But fools are happy with half

    Call me fool
    Take what I give you
    I'll love and forgive you
    Long as you call me into your arms
    Call me fool



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