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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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caminito Soleado
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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
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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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    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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Farewell
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    Farewell
    Composer(s): Jim McCarty;
    Keith Relf; Paul Samwell-Smith
    Performer(s): The Yardbirds



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

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

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

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

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

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




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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fare Thee, Honey, Fare Thee Well
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    Fare Thee, Honey, Fare Thee Well
    Composer(s): J. Mayo Williams; John Akers
    Performer(s): Connee Boswell;
    and various other artists



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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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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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Ballad Of Humpty Dumpty And Cinderella
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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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