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  • 27-10-1973
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    The Book
    Composer(s): Hans Gottwald - Paddy Roberts
    Performer(s): David Whitfield



    There's a book that my mother gave me
    That I read when the long day is through
    And the stories of old
    In leaves edged with gold
    Guide me whatever I do
    For I know in its worn old pages
    I shall find peace of mind when I look
    And the wisdom of all the ages
    Is there in my mother's book

    It's a book that my mother gave me
    That I read when the long day is through
    And the stories of old
    In leaves edged with gold
    Guide me whatever I do
    For I know in its worn old pages
    I shall find peace of mind when I look
    And the wisdom of all the ages
    Is there in my mother's book



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    Can't Explain Composer(s): John Echols - Arthur Lee - John Fleckenstein First release by: Love Covered by multiple other artists



    Can't explain
    Nothin' seems to be goin' right
    Can't explain
    Nothin' seems to be goin' right

    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead
    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead

    What a shame
    You always wanna start a fight
    Can't explain
    You always wanna start a fight

    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead
    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead

    Let it go, what I say, yeah

    Can't explain
    You always wanna start a fight
    Can't explain
    You always wanna start a fight

    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead
    Well now you wake up in the mornin'
    Find your poor self dead

    Let it go, one more time, yeah



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Love

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    Ferris Wheel
    Composer(s): Donovan
    Performer(s): Donovan;
    Lena Horne; Gabor Szabo



    Walking in the seashore twilight
    It's then you spy carnival lights
    You slowly near the magic sight
    Tangerine sky minus one kite
    Take time an' tie your pretty hair
    The gypsy driver doesn't care
    If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top
    In the ferris wheel on top
    A silver bicycle you shall ride
    To bathe your mind in the quiet tide
    Far off as it seems your hair will mend
    With a Samson's strength to begin again
    Take time an' dry your pretty eyes
    Watch the seagull fly far-off skies
    To build its nest in the ferris wheel on top
    In the ferris wheel on top
    If ever I reach her
    And the moral here, if any, my friend
    Follow through your dream to the end
    Dig the seagull fly across the sky
    To build its nest in the ferris wheel
    In the ferris wheel




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    26-10-1973
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    Opportunity Please Knock
    Composer(s): Oscar Brown Jr.
    Performer(s): Chris Connor
    and multiple other artists



    The older I grow
    The older I grow
    With every tick of the clock
    While I wait for mister Opportunity to knock
    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, please knock!

    You don't have to come
    Beatin' on no drum
    You don't have to bam
    Like a battering ram
    And beat down my door
    Because I couldn't stand the shock!
    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, please knock!

    Don't come with a pash
    Or a lightnin' flash
    Don't land in my room
    With a thunderous boom
    Don't fly through my window
    Like a house brick or rock
    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, please knock!

    Knock and then enter
    You'll be more than welcome here!
    Show me a chance that's just halfway fair
    And let me take it from there!
    Opportunity, please
    Opportunity, please knock!

    There's a ship out at sea
    Comin' in for me
    I'm all set to go
    Knock and let me know
    And then get on your mock
    And I will race you to the dock!
    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, please knock!

    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, just knock!
    Opportunity, please, please!



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    Can't Even Get The Blues No More Composer(s): Thomas William Damphier - Rick Carnes Performer(s): Reba McEntire



    I walk into the kitchen
    The silverware is gone
    The furniture is missing
    I guess you got it all uh-huh
    This is where it ought to hurt
    Seems like every time you leave me
    You try to think of something worse

    I can't even get the blues no more
    I try to worry like I did before
    And nothing happens when I walk the floor
    So what am I supposed to do
    I toss and turn but then I fall asleep
    I'm going under but it's not too deep
    You want to hurt me but it's just no use
    I can't even get the blues

    Well this time ain't no different
    The sun's up in the sky
    Sitting on the back porch
    Clouds are rolling by
    Oh this is where it ought to rain
    But it doesn't really matter
    To me it's all about the same

    I can't even get the blues no more
    I try to worry like I did before
    And nothing happens when I walk the floor
    So what am I supposed to do
    I toss and turn but then I fall asleep
    I'm going under but it's not too deep
    You want to hurt me but it's just no use
    I can't even get the blues
    (You try and hurt me)

    I can't even get the blues no more
    I try to worry like I did before
    And nothing happens when I walk the floor
    So what am I supposed to do
    I toss and turn but then I fall asleep
    I'm going under but it's not too deep
    You want to hurt me but it's just no use
    I can't even get the blues



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Fernando
    Composer(s): B. Tommy Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
    Performer(s): ABBA;
    and various other artists



    Can you hear the drums Fernando?
    I remember long ago another starry night like this
    In the firelight Fernando
    You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
    I could hear the distant drums
    And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
    They were closer now Fernando
    Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
    I was so afraid Fernando
    We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
    And I'm not ashamed to say
    The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry

    There was something in the air that night
    The stars were bright, Fernando
    They were shining there for you and me
    For liberty, Fernando
    Though I never thought that we could lose
    There's no regret
    If I had to do the same again
    I would, my friend, Fernando

    Now we're old and grey Fernando
    And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand
    Can you hear the drums Fernando?
    Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
    I can see it in your eyes
    How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land

    There was something in the air that night
    The stars were bright, Fernando
    They were shining there for you and me
    For liberty, Fernando
    Though I never thought that we could lose
    There's no regret
    If I had to do the same again
    I would, my friend, Fernando

    There was something in the air that night
    The stars were bright, Fernando
    They were shining there for you and me
    For liberty, Fernando
    Though I never thought that we could lose
    There's no regret
    If I had to do the same again
    I would, my friend, Fernando
    Yes, if I had to do the same again
    I would, my friend, Fernando...




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    25-10-1973
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    Peace, Brother!
    Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen - Eddie De Lange
    Performer(s): Mildred Bailey; Benny Goodman



    Peace brother, ain't you glad you're young and able?
    Peace brother, chicken's on the table
    Peace brother, trouble's just another fable
    So they say!

    Peace brother, ain't you glad you're through with hoein'?
    Peace brother, cabin light's a-glowin'
    Peace brother, lover's waitin' and you're goin'
    Right that way!

    Don't you get enough to eat?
    Don't need shoes for your big feet!
    Got a smile from ear to ear
    Don't let it disappear
    You can't be beat!

    Peace brother, all your sins can be forgiven
    Peace brother, ain't you glad you're livin'?
    Peace brother, up to heaven you'll be driven
    On that judgment day!



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    Can't Cross Over (River Come Down)
    Composer(s): Irving Burgie
    Performer(s): Miriam Makeba
    and multiple other artists



    The river come down
    The river come down
    River come down
    I can't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    I wanted to go down
    To the other side of town
    There was water all around
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    Well a gal she come by
    And I give she the eye
    So she started to sigh
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    The river come down
    The river come down
    River come down
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    Now bird he can fly
    Foggy jump high
    Fishes never die
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    A well I stole me a kiss
    I couldn't resist
    Just think what I'd a miss
    If I could have crossed over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    The river come down
    The river come down
    River come down
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    I had a curiosity
    Now I got a family
    Bouncing baby on my knee
    'Cause I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    So when you see your neighbor daughter
    Better run for the water
    You'll do things you hadn't ought to
    If you can't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over

    The river come down
    The river come down
    River come down
    And I couldn't cross over
    Why-o, why-o, why-o
    I can't cross over



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    Fernande
    Composer(s): Georges Brassens
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Carla Bruni



    Une manie de vieux garçon
    Moi j'ai pris l'habitude
    D'agrémenter ma sollitude
    Aux accents de cette chanson

    {Refrain:}
    Quand je pense à Fernande
    Je bande, je bande
    Quand j' pense à Felicie
    Je bande aussi
    quand j' pense à Léonor
    Mon dieu je bande encore
    Mais quand j' pense à Lulu
    Là je ne bande plus
    La bandaison papa
    Ça n' se commande pas.

    C'est cette mâle ritournelle
    Cette antienne virile
    Qui retentit dans la guérite
    De la vaillante sentinelle.

    Afin de tromper son cafard
    De voir la vie moins terne
    Tout en veillant sur sa lanterne
    Chante ainsi le gardien de phare

    Après la prière du soir
    Comme il est un peu triste
    Chante ainsi le séminariste
    A genoux sur son reposoire.

    A l'Etoile où j'était venu
    Pour ranimer la flamme
    J'entendis émus jusqu'au larmes
    La voix du soldat inconnu.

    Et je vais mettre un point final
    A ce chant salutaire
    En suggérant au solitaire
    D'en faire un hymme national




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    24-10-1973
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    Ours
    Composer(s): Cole Porter
    Performer(s): Lena Horne
    and multiple other artists



    The high gods above
    Look down and laugh at our love
    And say to themselves
    "How tawdry it's grown!"
    They've seen our cars
    In front of so many bars
    When we should have been under the stars
    Together but alone!
    Ours is the chance
    To make romance
    Our own!

    Ours, the white Riviera under the moon
    Ours, a gondola gliding on a lagoon
    Ours, a temple serene by the green Arabian Sea
    Or maybe you'd rather be going out, buying gay Paree!

    Ours, the silent sierras greeting the dawn
    Or a sun-spotted Devonshire lawn
    Dotted with flowers
    Mine the inclination
    Yours the inspiration
    Why don't we take a vacation
    And make it all ours?

    Ours, the glitter of Broadway, Saturday night
    Ours, a box at the Garden watching a fight
    Ours, the mad, the brouhaha at the Plaza's Persian Room
    Or, if this fills you with gloom
    We can go and admire Grant's Tomb!

    Ours, a home on the river facing the east
    Or in one of Park Avenue's least
    Frightening towers
    Oh, this champion chattin'
    Sounds to me like Latin!
    Why don't we stay in Manhattan
    And make it all
    Why don't we stay in Manhattan
    And make it all ours?



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Can't Buy Me Love
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    Can't Buy Me Love ((French Version: Je Ne Peux L'acheter (by Les Lionceaux) - 1964)) Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney First release by: The Beatles - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists



    Can't buy me love, love
    Can't buy me love

    I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright
    I'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel alright
    'Cause I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love

    I'll give you all I got to give if you say you love me too
    I may not have a lot to give but what I got I'll give to you
    I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love

    Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so
    Can't buy me love, no no no, no

    Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied
    Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy
    I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love



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    Fernand
    Composer(s): Jacques Brel; Gérard Jouannest
    Performer(s): Jacques Brel; Patrick Bruel;
    Michel Jonasz; François Rauber



    Dire que Fernand est mort
    Dire qu'il est mort Fernand
    Dire que je suis seul derrière
    Dire qu'il est seul devant
    Lui dans sa dernière bière
    Moi dans mon brouillard
    Lui dans son corbillard
    Moi dans mon désert
    Devant y a qu'un cheval blanc
    Derrière y a que moi qui pleure
    Dire qu' a même pas de vent
    Pour agiter mes fleurs
    Moi si j'étais l'Bon Dieu
    Je crois qu'j'aurais des remords
    Dire que maintenant il pleut
    Dire que Fernand est mort

    Dire qu'on traverse Paris
    Dans le tout p'tit matin
    Dire qu'on traverse paris
    Et qu'on dirait Berlin
    Toi, toi, toi tu sais pas
    Tu dors mais c'est triste à mourir
    D'être obligé d'partir
    Quand Paris dort encore
    Moi je crève d'envie
    De réveiller des gens
    J't'inventerai une famille
    Juste pour ton enterrement
    Et puis si j'étais l'Bon Dieu
    Je crois que je ne serais pas fier
    Je sais on fait ce qu'on peut
    Mais il y a la manière

    Tu sais je reviendrai
    Je reviendrai souvent
    Dans ce putain de champ
    Où tu dois te reposer
    L'été je ferai de l'ombre
    On boira du silence
    À la santé d'Constance
    Qui se fout bien d'ton ombre
    Et puis les adultes sont tellement cons
    Qu'ils nous feront bien une guerre
    Alors je viendrai pour de bon
    Dormir dans ton cimetière
    Et maintenant bon Dieu
    Tu as bien rigolé
    Et maintenant bon Dieu
    Et maintenant j'vais pleurer




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    23-10-1973
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    Prove It By The Things You Do
    Composer(s): Doris Fisher - Allan Roberts
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby



    It's easy to say you love me
    Easy to say you're true
    Easy to say those words to me
    But prove it by the things you do!

    It's easy to say you miss me
    When you're alone and blue
    Easy to say you care for me
    But prove it by the things you do!

    Don't hold my hand when there's company
    Don't kiss me when folks can see
    Just do those things when we're alone
    They mean so much more to me!

    It's easy to fool a sweetheart
    Who has so much faith in you
    You don't have to say "I love you!"
    If you prove it by the things you do!

    Baby, you'd better stop holdin' my hand in crowds
    Don't kiss me when there's company
    Just do those things when we're alone
    They mean so much more to me!

    Baby, easy to fool a sweetheart
    'specially when she has so much faith in you
    You don't have to say "I love you!"
    If you prove it
    (how you gonna prove it?
    By the things you do!
    (prove it by the things you do!)



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    Can't Believe You Wanna Leave Composer(s): Lloyd Price First release by: Little Richard - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists



    I can't believe you wanna leave
    When you know it'd hurt me so
    And on bending knees
    I beg you please not to go

    Take the vows of love we had
    And all the fun that we had
    And now you know you wanna leave
    Don't you know that it'd drive me mad

    My life
    My heart
    My love in your hands
    And now you want to leave me
    You wanna leave me for another man

    Take the vows of love we had
    And all the fun that we had
    And now - you wanna leave
    Now, don't you know that would drive me mad

    My heart
    My love
    My life is in your hands
    And now - you want to leave me
    You wanna leave me for another man

    Take the vows of love we had
    And all the fun that we had
    And now you know you wanna leave
    Now, don't you know that would drive me mad



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Fermín
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    Fermín
    Composer(s): Agustín Lara
    Performer(s): Javier Solis;
    and various other artists



    Por su temple y su valor y por su arte verdadero
    todos dicen que armillita es un maestro de cuerpo entero
    Ídolo de la afición por el arte y el embrujo
    con su capote de lujo la tierra hispana lo consagró

    En un pase de Fermín se ha enredado una chiquilla
    esa chiquilla es Sevilla, armilla, armilla
    Pinturero del mandil, torerazo maravilla
    que domina con postín, eres amo y señor de la fiesta cañí: ¡olé!

    En un pase de Fermín se ha enredado una chiquilla
    esa chiquilla es Sevilla, armilla, armilla
    Pinturero del mandil, torerazo maravilla
    que domina con postín, eres amo y señor de la fiesta cañí: olé




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    22-10-1973
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    Really And Truly
    Composer(s): Jack Popplewell - Michael Carr
    Performer(s): Vera Lynn



    Constant for ever, my love for you
    As the blue of a tropic lagoon
    As the flight
    Through the night
    Of the moon

    Really and truly I love you
    No-one I cherish above you!
    Even the light of a star
    Fades at the sight of the dream that you are!

    Really and truly my poor heart
    Bows in surrender to your heart
    I love no other but you
    Oh really and truly I do!

    Really and truly my poor heart
    Bows in surrender to your heart
    I love no other but you
    Believe me darling
    Really and truly I do!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Canoítas Tristes
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    Canoítas Tristes Composer(s): Horacio Guarany - Ciro Rodolfo Ovejero Performer(s): Horacio Guarany



    Llanto que se va en la tarde buscando dónde anidar lleva río abajo el canto de esta pena vieja de mi Litoral ... Guitarreando una esperanza sauce y viento llevaran galopando, la nostalgia del gurí dolido de tanto remar! Sangra el ceibo al besar el sol! Su garganta quiere cantar Canoitas tristes, siempre río abajo canten en vez de llorar! Liñador del alma, el viento quiere ser un pescador y arrojar sobre la pena del mudo ranchito, su pesca mayor Despeinando su tristeza camalotales en flor aguas arriba, cantando alzarán un día su ardiente verdor! Sangra el ceibo al besar el sol! Su garganta quiere cantar Canoitas tristes, siempre río abajo canten en vez de llorar!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ferme Tes Jolis Yeux
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    Ferme Tes Jolis Yeux
    Composer(s): Virgile Thomas; René de Buxeuil
    Performer(s): Berthe Sylva;
    and various other artists



    Dans son petit lit blanc et rose
    Suzette jase en souriant
    Elle babille mille choses
    A sa douce et chère maman
    Mais, chut, il faut dormir bien vite
    Nous avons assez bavarde
    Faites dodo chère petite
    Car petit père va gronder
    Et tout en berçant la gamine
    La mère lui chante câline

    {Refrain:}
    Ferme tes jolis yeux
    Car les heures sont brèves
    Au pays merveilleux
    Au beau pays du rêve
    Ferme tes jolis yeux
    Car tout n'est que mensonge
    Le bonheur n'est qu'un songe
    Ferme tes jolis yeux

    Dans sa chambre de jeune fille
    Suzette devant son miroir
    A l'heure où l'étoile scintille
    Vient se contempler chaque soir
    Elle admire sa gorge ronde
    Son corps souple comme un roseau
    Et dans sa tête vagabonde
    Naissent mille désirs nouveaux
    Laisse là tes folles idées
    Gentille petite poupée
    {au Refrain}

    Enfin c'est le bonheur suprême
    L'instant cher et tant désiré
    Avec le fiancé qu'elle aime
    Suzon vient de se marier
    Et le soir dans la chambre close
    Quand sonne l'heure du berger
    Elle laisse, pudique et rose
    S'effeuiller la fleur d'oranger
    Puis elle écoute avec tendresse
    Son époux chanter plein d'ivresse
    {au Refrain}




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    21-10-1973
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    Scrub Me Mama With A Boogie Beat
    Composer(s): Don Raye
    Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
    and multiple other artists



    In Harlem there's a little place where everyone goes
    To see the way a washerwoman washes her clothes
    If you like boogie woogie rhythm, she's got a beat
    Let the boogie woogie washerwoman give you a treat!

    On every afternoon at one the sessions begin
    And all the boys from all the bands come down and sit in
    They sit around and knock each other out when they play
    While the boogie woogie washerwoman washes all day

    Rubbley-ub-dub, that's just the way she rubs
    Rubbley-ub-dub, that's just the way she scrubs
    Rubbley-ub-dub, she wears out all her dubs
    She rubs and rubs her knuckles right down to the nubs!

    Rubbley-ub-dub, that's how she kicks it off
    Rubbley-ub-dub, she keeps it nice and soft
    Rubbley-ub-dub, till someone hollers on
    "Scrub me mama with a boogie beat!"

    You really ought to visit there if you've never been
    It doesn't cost a penny, just come down and walk in
    If you like boogie woogie rhythm, you'll get a treat
    Let the boogie woogie washerwoman give you the beat!

    Rub rub rub rub, a-rubbin' all day
    She's a-scrubbin' a boogie woogir rhythm all day!
    Scrub, rub, a-washin' all day
    Scrub me mama with a boogie beat!

    Scrub me mama, scrub me clean
    And let me dream till
    Rubbley-ub-dub, that's the way she scrubs
    Rubs rubs rubs, rubbib' along
    Singin' a baloogie woogie song

    Toot-toot-toot-doodley-ah-dah!
    That's how she kicks it off
    Ti-diddley-ah-hah!
    She keeps it nice and soft
    Ti-diddley-ah-hah!
    To someone, all is all
    Scrub me mama with a boogie beat!

    You really ought to visit there if you've never been
    It doesn't cost a penny, just come down and walk in
    If you like boogie woogie rhythm, you will get a treat
    Let the boogie woogie washerwoman give you a treat!
    Scrub me mama with a boogie beat!



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

    Cannonball



    Barrelin' down the highway
    Wheelin' right along
    Hear the tires hummin'
    Hummin' out a song
    The rumble of the diesel
    The shiftin' of the gears
    The rhythm when he's rollin'
    It's music to his ears
    Cannonba-a-a-ll! Cannonba-a-a-ll!

    Any kind of weather
    Any time of day
    When the rig is ready
    He'll be on his way
    He'll carry any cargo
    He'll go anywhere
    Name the destination
    And brother, he'll be there
    Cannonba-a-a-ll! Cannonba-a-a-ll!



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