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  • 15-07-1973
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    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?



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    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?



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caminante, Si Vas Por Mi Tierra
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    Caminante, Si Vas Por Mi Tierra
    Composer(s): Horacio Guarany
    Performer(s): Horacio Guarany



    Caminante si vas por mi tierra
    Cuentale de mis largas nostalgias
    Que me paso, mirando a lo lejos
    Esperando el dia que llegue una carta
    Caminante si vas por mi tierra
    cuéntale que mis noches son largas
    que me paso, escribiéndole versos
    que ya nadie lee, solito hasta el alba

    Estribillo:

    Cuéntale caminante, que es triste
    sentirse tan lejos de aquel festival
    donde un día cantaba mi pueblo
    las viejas canciones que hoy me hacen llorar
    Caminante si vas por mi tierra
    pregunta en los fogones mi nombre
    y si ves que alguien baja la vista
    con toda tu fuerza cántale esta zamba
    Caminante si vas por mi tierra
    pregunta por mis viejos amigos
    has de hallarlos juntito a un asado
    tras de una guitarra, en el templo del vino



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    Faraway Star
    Composer(s): Richard Carmel; David Martin
    Performer(s): The Chordettes



    Starlight, starbright first star I see tonight

    Faraway, faraway, faraway star how did you ever get up where you are
    I can get dizzy just looking above, you are as far as my faraway love

    Faraway love, faraway love, who can be happy with faraway love
    Wish that I may wish that I might have me the wish that I'm wishing tonight

    Faraway, faraway, faraway star how did you ever get up where you are
    I can get dizzy just looking above you are as far as my faraway love

    Why must he seem distant from me even when we are as close as can be
    Powerful star, wonderfully wide let me be seen by his faraway eye
    When I am near, when I am near, couldn't he be more aware that I'm here
    We're holding hands inches apart, show me the way to his faraway heart

    Faraway,faraway, faraway star how did you ever get up where you are
    I can get dizzy just looking above you are as far as my faraway love

    Faraway, faraway, faraway star how did you ever get up where you are




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    14-07-1973
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    The Ballad Of Gator McKlusky
    Composer(s): Jerry Reed
    Performer(s): Jerry Reed



    He was raised in the swamp
    In the back of a slough
    He grew up eatin' rattlesnake meat
    And drinkin' homemade brew
    Now folks here about call him Gator
    And everybody knows him well
    Meanest man ever to hit the swamp
    Folks swear he come straight outta hell

    Well Gator McKlusky sittin' on a stump
    Hammer pulled back on a twelve gauge pump
    Watchin' that swamp lookin' out for the law
    While he make the best corn liquor you ever saw

    (Rock gut whiskey...)

    While he's makin' that mash he watches and he looks
    Old Gator he knows that swamp like a book
    Somethin' out there movin' Gator whaddaya see
    Ain't nothin' but the snakes and the gators and me

    Everything's okey-dokey in the Okefenokee
    That sheriff ain't snoopin' around
    So cook that moonshine down
    'Til it's good and clear
    Everything's okey-dokey in the Okefenokee
    That sheriff he'd soon mess around with the devil
    Than to get his self long messin' around in here

    One day he was cookin' some mash he was almost done
    When they spotted the law and they had to run
    So he headed for the swamp and they followed him in
    But the law might as well been a-chasin' the wind

    (Look out for that snake, sheriff...)

    Well they chased on back through the muck and the slime
    To the back of that swamp where the sun don't shine
    But the law won't never catch Gator my friend
    'Cause he knows that swamp like the back of his hand

    Watch out boys old smokey's in the Okefenokee
    The sheriff's out there snoopin' around
    So shut that business down
    And let's disappear
    Look out boys old smokey's in the Okefenokee
    But that sheriff he's really gonna catch the devil
    If he keeps on snoopin' around in here

    (Gator's in the swamp, sheriff...)
    (Go get him...)
    (If you can...)

    (Careful, sheriff...) (Don't let that gator bite you on your gonads...)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caminando, Caminando
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    Caminando, Caminando
    Composer(s): Victor Jara
    Performer(s): Victor Jara



    Caminando, caminando
    voy buscando libertad
    ojala encuentre camino
    para seguir caminando

    Es dificil encontrar
    en la sombra claridad
    cuando el sol que nos alumbra

    decolora la verdad

    Cuanto tiempo estoy llegando
    desde cuando me habre ido
    cuanto tiempo caminando
    desde cuando caminando

    Caminando, caminando



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Far, Far From Ypres
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    Far, Far From Ypres
    Composer(s): Bingham; Greene



    Far far from Ypres, I long to be
    Where German snipers can't get at me
    Damp is my dugout, cold are my feet
    Waiting for whizzbangs to put me to sleep




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    13-07-1973
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    The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    First release by: Bob Dylan - 1967



    Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest
    They were the best of friends
    So when Frankie Lee needed money one day
    Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens
    And placed them on a footstool
    Just above the plotted plain
    Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy
    My loss will be your gain"

    Well Frankie Lee, he sat right down
    And put his fingers to his chin
    But with the cold eyes of Judas on him
    His head began to spin
    "Would ya please not stare at me that like that," he said
    "It's just my foolish pride
    But sometimes a man must be alone
    And this is no place to hide"

    Well, Judas he just winked and said
    "All right, I'll leave you here
    But you'd better hurry up and choose
    Which of those bills you want
    Before they all disappear"
    "I'm gonna start my pickin' right now
    Just tell me where you'll be"

    Judas pointed down the road
    And said, "Eternity!"
    "Eternity?" said Frankie Lee
    With a voice as cold as ice
    "That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity
    Though you might call it 'paradise'"

    "I don't call it anything"
    Said Frankie Lee with a smile
    "All right," said Judas Priest
    "I'll see you after a while"

    Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down
    Feelin' low and mean
    When just then a passing stranger
    Burst upon the scene
    Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler
    Whose father is deceased?
    Well, if you are
    There's a fellow callin' you down the road
    And they say his name is Priest"

    "Oh, yes, he is my friend"
    Said Frankie Lee in fright
    "I do recall him very well
    In fact, he just left my sight"
    "Yes, that's the one," said the stranger
    As quiet as a mouse
    "Well, my message is, he's down the road
    Stranded in a house"

    Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked
    He dropped ev'rything and ran
    Until he came up to the spot
    Where Judas Priest did stand
    "What kind of house is this," he said
    "Where I have come to roam?"
    "It's not a house," said Judas Priest
    "It's not a house... it's a home"

    Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled
    He soon lost all control
    Over ev'rything which he had made
    While the mission bells did toll
    He just stood there staring
    At that big house as bright as any sun
    With four and twenty windows
    And a woman's face in ev'ry one

    Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee
    With a soulful, bounding leap
    And, foaming at the mouth
    He began to make his midnight creep
    For sixteen nights and days he raved
    But on the seventeenth he burst
    Into the arms of Judas Priest
    Which is where he died of thirst

    No one tried to say a thing
    When they took him out in jest
    Except, of course, the little neighbor boy
    Who carried him to rest
    And he just walked along, alone
    With his guilt so well concealed
    And muttered underneath his breath
    "Nothing is revealed"

    Well, the moral of this story
    The moral of this song
    Is simply that one should never be
    Where one does not belong
    So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin'
    Help him with his load
    And don't go mistaking Paradise
    For that home across the road



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Camilo Torres
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    Camilo Torres Composer(s): Daniel Viglietti - Victor Jara Performer(s): Victor Jara



    Donde cayo Camilo
    nacio una cruz
    pero no de madera
    sino de luz
    Lo mataron cuando iba
    por su fusil
    Camilo Torres muere
    para vivir

    Cuentan que tras la bala
    se oyo una voz
    era Dios que gritaba
    Revolucion!

    Revisar la sotana
    mi general
    que en la guerrilla cabe
    un sacristan
    Lo clavaron con balas
    en una cruz
    lo llamaron bandido
    como a Jesus

    Y cuando ellos bajaron
    por su fusil
    se encontraron que el pueblo
    tiene cien mil
    cien mil Camilos prontos
    a combatir
    Camilo Torres muere para vivir



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Far Away Places
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    Far Away Places
    Composer(s): Alex Kramer; Joan Whitney
    Performer(s): Margaret Whiting;
    and various other artists



    Far away places with strange-soundin' names
    Far away over the sea
    Those far away places with the strange-soundin' names
    Are callin', callin' me

    Goin' to China or maybe Siam
    I want to see for myself
    Those far away places I've been readin' about
    In a book that I took from the shelf

    I start gettin' restless whenever I hear
    The whistle of a train
    I pray for the day I can get underway
    And look for those castles in Spain

    They call me a dreamer, well maybe I am
    But I know that I'm burnin' to see
    Those far away places with the strange-soundin' names
    Callin', callin' me

    (I pray for the day when I'll find a way
    Those far away places to see)

    Those far away places with the strange-soundin' names
    Callin', callin' me




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    12-07-1973
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    The Ballad Of El Goodo
    Composer(s): Chris Bell - Alex Chilton
    First release by: Big Star - 1972
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Years ago, my heart was set to live, oh
    And I've been trying hard against unbelievable odds
    It gets so hard in times like now to hold on
    But guns they wait to be stuck by, at my side is God

    And there ain't no one goin' to turn me 'round
    Ain't no one goin' to turn me 'round

    There's people around who tell you that they know
    And places where they send you, and it's easy to go
    They'll zip you up and dress you down and stand you in a row
    But you know you don't have to, you can just say "no"

    I've been built up and trusted, broke down and busted
    But they'll get theirs and we will get ours if you can
    Just-a hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

    Years ago my heart was set to live, oh
    But I've been trying hard against strong odds
    It gets so hard at times like now to hold on
    Well, I'll fall if I don't fight, and at my side is God



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Camelot
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    Camelot
    Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Al borde de una laguna
    tres brujas montan caldero
    y baten un mundo espeso
    Una le pone la luna
    otra sangre de cordero
    y otra los últimos besos

    De Camelot vuelan señales
    en los dragones y los cuernos
    y hay un silencio de animales
    mientras se anuncian los infiernos

    El odio a otro es nuestra suerte
    la sangre ajena es nuestra viña
    Cuando profanen y den muerte
    seremos aves de rapiña

    Dos contrahechos del norte
    y un enano de alcahuete
    sádicos abominables
    reclutan tribus y cortes
    para gestión de grilletes
    y corazones de sable

    Y una vez más, como tragedia
    ronda el olor a carne rota
    de calabozo, de Edad Media
    donde callaban al ilota

    Y una vez más, contra el impulso
    de besar y abrazar a gentes
    ceder al último recurso
    de ojo por ojo y diente a diente



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Far Away In Honolulu (They've Got The Tango Craze)
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    Far Away In Honolulu (They've Got The Tango Craze)
    Composer(s): Burt Leighton; Frank Leighton



    Far away in Honolulu
    Where the natives do the tango
    Most every evening
    You can see them dance (See them dance, see them dance)
    To the funny music playing
    You can see them all a swaying
    If you should go there
    They would put you in a trance

    Should you ever take a notion
    That you want to cross the ocean
    Just take a steamboat to Hawaii land
    (To Hawaii, to Hawaii)
    Travel into Honolulu
    Where'll you see the Hula Hula
    Just watch those maidens
    And hear the Ukelele Band

    In Honolulu where they used to dance the Hula
    In native costumes and pretty lays
    With the Ukeleles playing
    They start a swinging and a swaying
    Far away in Honolulu
    They've got the tango craze




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    11-07-1973
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    Ballad Of Dwight Fry
    Composer(s): Alice Cooper - Michael Bruce
    Performer(s): Alice Cooper; The Dream Syndicate; Loretta's Doll



    I was gone for fourteen days
    I could have been gone for more
    Held up in the intensive care ward
    Lying on the floor
    I was gone for all those days, but
    I was not all alone
    I made friends with a lot of people
    in the danger zone

    See my lonely life unfold
    I see it every day
    See my lonely mind explode
    Since I've gone away

    I think I lost some weight there, and
    I'm sure I need some rest
    Sleeping don't come very easy
    in a straight white vest
    Sure like to see that little children
    She's only four years old
    I'd give her back all of her playthings
    Even the ones I stole

    See my lonley life unfold
    I see it every day
    See my lonely mind explode
    When I've gone insane

    I wanna get out of here
    I wanna get out of here
    I've gotta, I've gotta get out of here
    You gotta let me outta here
    You gotta let me outta here
    You gotta let me outta here
    You gotta let me outta here
    I gotta get outta here
    Let me outta here

    See my lonely life unfold
    I see it every day
    See my lonely mind explode
    Blow up in my face

    I grabbed my hat and I got my coat, and I
    I ran into the street
    I saw a man who was choking there
    I guess he couldn't breathe
    Said to myself this is very strange
    I'm glad it wasn't me
    But now I hear those sirens calling
    And so I am not free

    See my lonely life unfold
    I see it every day
    See my lonely mind explode
    When I've gone insane



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Came To See Me Yesterday (In The Merry Month Of)
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    Came To See Me Yesterday (In The Merry Month Of) Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan



    If I ask you politely
    What it is your going to be
    When you grow up you tall me
    A woman
    Came to see me yesterday
    In the merry month of September
    I took a trip to see
    All the things I was going to be

    A famous movie star
    With a two hundred foot car
    That will only carry two people

    Came to see me yesterday
    In the merry month of July
    I'll fly anywhere you want me to
    Just tell me when and

    You won't mind if I don't find
    What I am looking for
    What I am looking for

    Is a bicycle made for one
    Hundred people to sit on
    Plus a carriage made for two people
    Came to see me yesterday
    In the merry month of July
    I'll fly anywhere you want me to
    Just tell me when and

    You won't mind if I don't find
    What I am looking for
    What I am looking for

    Is a bicycle made far one
    Hundred people to sit on
    Plus a carriage made for two people
    Came to see me yesterday
    In the merry month of marching
    Side by side and back to back
    I think it's fair to say that's that



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Far Away (Demis Roussos)
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    Far Away
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Demis Roussos



    There's a lucky man who'll take you far away
    far away, so very very far away
    he will come some day
    to another land he'll take you far away
    far away, so very very far away
    this will come they say

    Nobody knows, who will share
    all your love pure and fair
    but in your eyes I can see
    that someone will be me

    Who will catch your heart my lovely
    who can say, who can say
    from tomorrow you will stay
    more than just a day

    To another land he'll take you far away
    far away, so very very far away
    love will show the way

    Nobody knows, who will share
    all your love pure and fair
    but in your eyes I can see
    that someone will be me

    Nobody knows who will share all your love
    but in your eyes that someone will be me
    nobody knows who will share
    all your love pure and fair
    but in your eyes I can see
    that someone will be me
    nobody knows who will share all your love




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    10-07-1973
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Ballad Of Curtis Loew
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    The Ballad Of Curtis Loew
    Composer(s): Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant
    Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
    and multiple other artists



    Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
    Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
    Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
    Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew

    Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
    When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
    He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
    I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me

    Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
    I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
    People said he was useless, them people are the fools
    'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

    He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
    Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
    I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
    He'd play me a song or two
    Then take another drink of wine

    Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
    I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
    People said he was useless, them people are the fools
    'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

    Yes sir

    On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
    Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
    But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
    And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose

    Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew
    I wish that you was here so everyone would know
    People said he was useless, them people all are fools
    'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cambodia
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    Cambodia Composer(s): Ricky Wilde - Marty Wilde First release by: Kim Wilde - 1981 Covered by multiple other artists



    Well he was Thailand based
    She was an airforce wife
    He used to fly weekends
    It was the easy life
    But then it turned around
    And he began to change
    She didn't wonder then
    She didn't think it strange
    But then he got a call
    He had to leave that night
    He couldn't say too much
    But it would be alright
    He didn't need to pack
    They'd meet the next night
    He had a job to do
    Flying to Cambodia

    And as the nights passed by
    She tried to trace the past
    The way he used to look
    The way he used to laugh
    I guess she'll never know
    What got inside his soul
    She couldn't make it out
    Just couldn't take it all
    He had the saddest eyes
    The girl had ever seen
    He used to cry some nights
    As though he lived a dream
    Ans as she held him close
    He used to search her face
    As though she knew the truth
    Lost inside Cambodia

    But then a call came through
    They said he'd soon be home
    She had to pack a case
    And they would make a rendez-vous
    But now a year has passed
    And not a single word
    And all the love she knew
    Has disappeared out in the haze
    Cambodia - Don't cry now - No tears now

    And now the years have passed
    With not a single word
    But there is only one thing left
    I know for sure
    She won't see his face again



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Far Away (Astrud Gilberto)
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    Far Away
    Composer(s): Astrud Gilberto; Hal Shaper
    Performer(s): Astrud Gilberto



    Far away you seem so far away
    When it was only yesterday
    That you were oh so close to me

    So close that every sigh
    Was like the whisper of a lover's lullaby
    The way the ocean loves the edges of the sky
    As close as we could be

    But now you're far away
    So far away you're like a distant star away
    And even though your hands could touch me if they tried
    When love has died what more is there to say

    I only know you're so far away
    You're long ago, so far away

    Far away, so far away

    But now you're far away
    So far away you're like a distant star away
    And even though your hands could touch me if they tried
    When love has died what more is there to say

    I only know you're oh so far away
    You're long ago and oh so far away
    Oh so far away

    Far away, so far away




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    09-07-1973
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    The Ballad Of Cat Ballou
    Composer(s): Mack David - Jerry Livingston
    Performer(s): Nat King Cole
    and multiple other artists



    Well now friends just lend an ear
    For you're now about to hear
    The ballad of Cat Ballou
    It's a song that's newly made
    And Professus and The Shade
    And the Sunrise Kid are singin' it for you

    Cat Ballou, Cat Ballou

    It's a hangin' day in Wolf City, Wyomin'
    Wolf City, Wyomin', eighteen ninety four
    They're gonna drop Cat Ballou
    Through the gallows floor

    She killed a man in Wolf City, Wyomin'
    Wolf City, Wyomin', killed a man it's true
    And that is why they're a-hangin'
    Hangin' Cat Ballou

    She has the smile of an angel
    (Fights like the Devil)
    The eyes of an angel
    (Bites like the Devil)
    The face of an angel
    (I say she's the Devil)
    (She's mean and evil through and through)

    Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
    She's mean and evil through and through

    With her outlaw band they're now tellin' a story
    Now tellin' a story how she rode the plain
    The wildest gal in the We-est
    Since Calamity Jane

    And today's the day that she's goin' to glory
    She's goin' to glory for the way she sinned
    They'll be a-speedin' her soul
    On a wayward wind

    She has the smile of an angel
    (Fights like the Devil)
    The eyes of an angel
    (Bites like the Devil)
    The face of an angel
    (I say she's the Devil)
    (She's mean and evil through and through)

    Cat Ballou (Cat Ballou)
    Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou (Cat Ballou)
    She's mean and evil through and through

    Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
    She's mean and evil through and through



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