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  • 29-08-1975
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    The Masts Of Morrigan
    Composer(s): Maddy Prior
    Performer(s): Maddy Prior



    I fear that bead black eye
    That pierces me to the bone
    The cruel stare
    The glassy glare
    That fingers me alone

    Too cunning for a bird
    Her mind is warped and crooked
    Again and worse
    Her voice is harsh
    And grates course and wicked

    And the masts of Morrigan
    Are strung across the world
    See the masts of Morrigan
    An omen sour as gall
    She revels in our gore
    My skull her cup
    Drinks my blood up
    The one-eyed gimpy whore

    She deals in the black arts
    Runs with the soldier and wolf
    The battle sounds
    Death rattle mourns
    She steals our eyes for herself



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    Children Of Sánchez Composer(s): Chuck Mangione First release by: Chuck Mangione - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists



    Without dreams of hope and pride a man will die
    Though his flesh still moves his heart sleeps in the grave
    Without land man never dreams cause he's not free
    All men need a place to live with dignity
    Take the crumbs from starving soldiers
    They won't die
    Lord said not by bread alone does man survive
    Take the food from hungry children, they won't cry
    Food alone won't ease the hunger in their eyes

    Every child belongs to mankind's family
    Children are the fruit of all humanity
    Let them feel the love of all the human race
    Touch them with the warmth, the strength of that embrace

    Give me love and understanding, I will thrive
    As my children grow my dreams come alive
    Those who hear the cries of children
    God will bless
    I will always hear the Children of Sánchez



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Rebecca
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    Rebecca
    Composer(s): Hammond; Hazelwood
    Performer(s): The Turtles



    Met you, brushing your hair with the wind
    Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive
    Oh, I got a five minute rush from
    You in your faded blue jeans
    How many years is it you've been alive?
    Oh I'll take a guess
    Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so
    Ooo, Rebecca, will I ever know?

    No way, how will I fit in your life?
    How could you live with a man without change?
    Too strange and too poor to be trusted
    Busted a couple of times
    Shaken a bit by the years on the road
    And the women I've known

    Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you
    Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew...
    Go home, to your father's friend's straight sons
    To your mother's friend's sweet ones
    To the families, so well-to-do and so well-established and

    One day, you might wake up to a shock girl
    What has it come to?... this sensible life
    The wife of a fool...

    Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon
    Ooo, Rebecca... where's Rebecca gone?




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    28-08-1975
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    The Master
    Composer(s): Johnston
    Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



    Just don't know why I keep on tryin'
    Must be a better way out
    I hope I find it soon
    Every night I just can't keep from cryin'
    Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon
    Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon

    Even the sun, it just a-keep on shinin'
    Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own
    Even the tracks, they just a- keep on linin'
    I believe my master is just about to bring me home
    I believe my master is just about to bring me home

    Oh, but bless the days and the many diff'rent ways
    people try to love one another!
    And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine
    Our cross has been brought asunder

    Just don't know why I keep on tryin'
    Must be a better way out
    I hope I find it soon
    Every night I just can't keep from cryin'
    Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon
    Even my old dog keeps howlin' at the moon

    Oh, but bless the days and the many diff'rent ways
    people try to love one another!
    And won't you bless the times and the holy light that shine
    Our cross has been brought asunder

    Even the sun, it just a-keep on shinin'
    Pollyanna days when I was a child and on my own
    Even the tracks, they just a- keep on linin'
    I believe my master is just about to bring me home
    I believe my master is just about to bring me home



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Children And All That Jazz
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    Children And All That Jazz
    Composer(s): Joan Baez
    Performer(s): Joan Baez



    Little Annie Fannie
    Morgan and Christian
    Katy and Nathan
    Tommy and Zem Zem
    Alex and J.J.
    Tai and Ezekial
    Amy and Josie
    Matthew and Mosie
    Sweet Pearl and Nicholas
    Come here and tickle us
    I don't like nicknames
    I like to play games
    One of them's Batman
    That's where it's at man
    Look at your t-shirt
    I see you're all wet now
    I'll give you a bath
    If you'll go to bed now
    Oh can't you see
    I'm tired
    I'm tired
    I'm tired

    Joey and Janet
    Jennifer, Joshua
    Justin and Jason
    Jacob and Jordan
    Heather and Shannon
    Marisa and Kirsten
    Kimmie and David
    Who shall we play with?
    Here comes my own son
    Light of my life is
    Younger than new leaves
    Brighter than you please
    Says that he loves me
    Big as the world
    and Gabriel Harris
    You go to bed now
    You go to bed now
    It's quarter to nine
    I'm tired
    I'm tired
    I'm tired

    You heard what I said now
    You go to bed now
    It was a hard day
    Never enough play
    Iggy was sick
    and couldn't come over
    One of your mice died
    That was when you cried
    Get in the tub
    And play with your boats now
    Sit here beside me
    I'll tell you a story
    One about snakes
    And anything gory
    Ask me no questions
    How far is the sky
    And I'm falling asleep
    And you're smarter than I am
    Light of my life
    Good night
    Good night
    Good night



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Reasons To Be Cheerful
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    Reasons To Be Cheerful
    Composer(s): Ian Dury; Jankel; Payne
    Performer(s): Ian Dury



    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed
    Why don't you get back into bed

    Reasons to be cheerful part 3

    1 2 3

    Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly
    Good golly Miss Molly and boats
    Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet
    Jump back in the alley and nanny goats

    18-wheeler Scammels, Domenecker camels
    All other mammals plus equal votes
    Seeing Piccadilly, Fanny Smith and Willy
    Being rather silly, and porridge oats

    A bit of grin and bear it, a bit of come and share it
    You're welcome, we can spare it - yellow socks
    Too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty
    Going on 40 - no electric shocks

    The juice of the carrot, the smile of the parrot
    A little drop of claret - anything that rocks
    Elvis and Scotty, days when I ain't spotty
    Sitting on the potty - curing smallpox

    Reasons to be cheerful part 3
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    Reasons to be cheerful part 3

    Health service glasses
    Gigolos and brasses
    round or skinny bottoms

    Take your mum to paris
    lighting up the chalice
    wee willy harris

    Bantu Stephen Biko, listening to Rico
    Harpo, Groucho, Chico

    Cheddar cheese and pickle, the Vincent motorsickle
    Slap and tickle
    Woody Allen, Dali, Dimitri and Pasquale
    balabalabala and Volare

    Something nice to study, phoning up a buddy
    Being in my nuddy
    Saying hokey-dokey, singalonga Smokey
    Coming out of chokey

    John Coltrane's soprano, Adi Celentano
    Bonar Colleano

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    Yes yes
    dear dear
    perhaps next year
    or maybe even never

    in which case

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    1 2 3

    Reasons to be cheerful part 3
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    1 2 3
    Reasons to be cheerful part 3




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    27-08-1975
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    The Masquerade Is Over ((aka (I'm Afraid) The Masquerade Is Over) (Milt Jackson) - 1958))
    Composer(s): Herb Magidson - Allie Wruble
    First release by: Ambrose & His Orch. - 1939
    Covered by multiple other artists



    My blue horizon is turning grey
    And my dreams are drifting away

    Your eyes don't shine like they used to shine
    And the thrill is gone when your lips meet mine
    I'm afraid the masquerade is over
    And so is love, and so is love

    Your words don't mean what they used to mean
    They were once inspired, now they're just routine
    I'm afraid the masquerade is over
    And so is love, and so is love

    I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci
    And get myself a clown's disguise
    And learn to laugh like Pagliacci
    With tears in my eyes

    You look the same, you're a lot the same
    But my heart says "no, no, you're not the same"
    I'm afraid the masquerade is over
    And so is love, and so is love

    I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci
    And get myself a clown's disguise
    And learn to laugh like Pagliacci
    With tears in my eyes

    You look the same, you're a lot the same
    But my heart says "No, no, you're not the same"
    I'm afraid the masquerade is over
    And so is love, and so is love



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Childhood's End?
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    Childhood's End? Composer(s): Derek William Dick - Mark Kelly - Ian Mosley - Steve Rothery - Pete Trewavas Performer(s): Marillion



    And it was morning
    And I found myself mourning, for a childhood that I thought had disappeared
    I looked out the window
    And I saw a magpie in the rainbow, the rain had gone I’m not alone
    I turned to the mirror, I saw you, the child, that once loved
    The child before they broke his heart
    Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost

    Hey you, surprised?
    More than surprised, to find the answers to the questions, were always in your own eyes
    Do you realize that you give it on back to her?
    But that would only be retraced in all the problems that you ever knew
    So untrue
    For she’s got to carry on with her life, and you’ve got to carry on with yours

    So I see it’s me, I can do anything
    And I’m still the child
    ’cos the only thing misplaced was direction
    And I found direction
    There is no childhood’s end
    There is no childhood’s end
    Cos’ you are my childhood friend
    Cos’ you are my childhood friend
    Oh lead me on

    Hey you, you’ve survived
    Now you’ve arrived, to be reborn in the shadow of the magpie
    Now you realize, that you’ve got to get out of here
    You’ve found the leading light of destiny, burning in the ashes of your memory
    You want to change the world
    You’d resigned yourself to die a broken rebel
    But that was looking backward
    Now you’ve found the light

    You, the child that once loved
    The child before they broke his heart
    Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost
    So it’s me I see, I can do anything
    I’m still the child
    ’cos the only thing misplaced was direction, and I found direction
    There is no childhood’s end
    There is no childhood’s end
    There is no childhood’s end
    I am your childhood friend
    Oh, lead me on



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Reasons For Waiting
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    Reasons For Waiting
    Composer(s): Ian Anderson
    Performer(s): Jethro Tull



    What a sight for my eyes
    to see you in sleep
    Could it stop the sun rise
    hearing you weep?
    You're not seen, you're not heard
    but I stand by my word
    Came a thousand miles
    just to catch you while you're smiling

    What a day for laughter
    and walking at night
    Me following after, your hand holding tight
    And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear
    If I can but make
    the words awake the feeling

    What a reason for waiting
    and dreaming of dreams
    So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes
    that are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by
    while the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving




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    26-08-1975
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    The Masquerade
    Composer(s): Paul Francis Webster - John Jacob Loeb
    Performer(s): Arthur Tracy
    and multiple other artists



    Sometime soon to be, there’s a lover’s moon to be
    And a lover’s tune to be born
    No more will I be forlorn
    I whisper softly till morn
    I want you to kiss, for there must be two to kiss
    Moments are so few to kiss now
    So ‘neath a sycamore bough
    Meet me there, oh, greet me there somehow

    Twilight soon will fade
    I’ll meet you at the masquerade
    While our hearts are swinging
    To violins singing till dawn

    Lady dressed in jade
    Hold me tight at the masquerade
    If the music halts, dear
    Then my heart will waltz
    Dear, right on

    Twelve o’clock is chiming
    On the clock above
    Now if you’ll unmask your heart
    I’ll love you, love you

    Midnight shadows fade
    No one else at the masquerade
    Everything is through, dear
    But my love for you, dear, lives on



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Child, Child
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    Child, Child Composer(s): Erik Darling - P. Street Performer(s): Erik Darling



    When you were a child, child
    Did you want to be listened to?
    When you were a child, child
    When you were a child?
    When you were a child, child
    Did you want to be hugged awhile?
    When you were a child, child
    When you were a child?

    And Bonnie, did they ever tell you
    You were important?
    Johnny, did they ever tell you
    When you were a child?
    What you thought and what you wanted
    Should be fought for all undaunted
    Did anybody ever tell you
    When you were a child?



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Reason To Believe
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    Reason To Believe
    Composer(s): Tim Hardin
    Performer(s): Tim Hardin



    If I listen long enough to you
    I'd find the way to believe that it's all true
    Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried
    Still I looked to find the reason to believe

    Someone like you makes it hard
    To live without somebody else
    Someone like you makes it easy to give
    Never thinking of myself

    If you took the time to change my mind
    I'd find the way to leave the past behind
    Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried
    Still I looked to find the reason to believe




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    25-08-1975
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    The Masochism Tango
    Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
    Performer(s): Tom Lehrer; Anne Pringle; Mark Burnell



    I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear
    But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear
    You can raise welts like nobody else
    As we dance to the Masochism Tango

    Let our love be a flame, not an ember
    Say it's me that you want to dismember
    Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie
    As we dance to the Masochism Tango

    At your command, before you here I stand
    My heart is in my hand
    Ecch!
    It's here that I must be
    My heart entreats
    Just hear those savage beats
    And go put on your cleats
    And come and trample me
    Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany
    That's why I'm in such exquisite agony

    My soul is on fire
    It's aflame with desire
    Which is why I perspire
    When we tango

    You caught my nose
    In your left castanet, Love
    I can feel the pain yet, Love
    Every time I hear drums
    And I envy the rose
    That you held in your teeth, Love
    With the thorns underneath, Love
    Sticking into your gums

    Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches
    The last time I needed twenty stitches
    To sew up the gash that you made with your lash
    As we danced to the Masochism Tango

    Bash in my brain
    And make me scream with pain
    Then kick me once again
    And say we'll never part
    I know too well I'm underneath your spell
    So, Darling, if you smell
    Something burning, it's my heart
    Excuse me!

    Take your cigarette from its holder
    And burn your initials in my shoulder
    Fracture my spine, and swear that you're mine
    As we dance to the Masochism Tango



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Child Star
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    Child Star
    Composer(s): Marc Bolan
    Performer(s): T. Rex
    and various other artists



    Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head
    Sipping tea composing in his bed
    A hundred hands working on a musical of old
    Debussy and Mendlessohn
    Handel and Dvorak of old
    Child star protege of Mister Gormez
    Who said you'd go far
    Child star, they do not see just what a precious gem you'd be
    Sad to see them watching you fade into invisibility

    Twelve years old, your elvish fingers kiss your Beethoven hair
    The awesome people stare
    They're unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear
    Debussy and Mendlessohn
    Handel and Dvorak of old
    Child star protege of Mister Gormez
    Who said you'd go far
    Child star and when you died at just thirteen they wept and wrung their hair
    Sad to see them mourning you when you are there
    Within the flowers and the trees



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Really Wanna Know You
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    Really Wanna Know You
    Composer(s): Ali Thomson; Gary Wright
    Performer(s): Gary Wright



    I don't mind being lonely
    But I do mind if not being loved
    Maybe you're feeling the same way too
    You're ready to hold some one

    (chorus)

    I really wanna know you
    I really wanna show you the way I feel
    I really wanna know you
    I really wanna show you the way I feel

    Something about you is telling me
    We're coming from the very same place
    It's only just a notion I have
    (but) I see it written over your face

    (repeat chorus)

    (***) you've got something about you that I want around me
    Something I've been searching all my life through
    So now it's up to you, yeah, yeah
    Tell me what you're gonna do
    I wanna know yeah yeah yeah

    Everytime I see you it's the same thing all over again
    You're doing something to me it's true
    And I don't want to fell it end

    (repeat chorus and repeat ***)




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    24-08-1975
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    The Mask
    Composer(s): Roger Glover - J. Roussel
    Performer(s): Roger Glover



    It's later on a Wednesday, the sun is going down
    I'm standing naked by a swimming pool, there's no one around
    My imagination wanders back, red dust is always there
    We lay together in the jungle, and love was in the air

    As I dive into the water, both time and motion freeze
    I'm hanging there suspended like a feather in the breeze
    Below is your reflection, like an image from the past
    But I can't be sure if it's really you, 'cause you're wearing a tribal mask

    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask

    There is no way of knowing how long I must remain
    Dangling like a statue, and whispering your name
    But suddenly it's over, and I begin to fall
    But the swimming pool is empty now, no water there at all

    I find myself in a room, empty and it's bare
    With nothing but a mirror, and I know you're waiting there
    I'm looking for an answer, but I don't know who to ask
    I see my own reflection, but this time, I got the mask

    I can't take it, I can't take it
    I can't take it, I can't take it

    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask

    Ah I can't take it, no
    I can't take it, no, no
    I can't take it, I can't take it
    I can't take it, no, no, no

    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask
    Take it off, take off the mask

    Oh, whoaoh
    Oh, whoa-o-o-o (Repeat)...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Child Of The 50's

    Child Of The 50's
    Composer(s): Don Reid
    Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



    Don:
    I grew up a child of the 50s
    Learned to dance to the beat of rock & roll
    Television was my friend
    I Love Lucy, Rin Tin Tin
    Kissed my first girl when I was 10 years old

    Phil:
    Took a turn for the worse in the 60s
    Saw some real people die on TV
    I learned love's hard cold facts
    Paid my first income tax
    One small step for the man I'm gonna be

    I'll never feel bad 'bout the times that we had
    I'll never look back in regret
    The heaven you gave I will treasure and save
    'Cause it might be as close as I get

    Lew:
    The 70s were 10 years of reruns
    News of Watergate was nothin' new
    The Democrats got it, we fell in love again
    When Elvis died, we all knew that we could too

    Harold:
    Now I'm facin' the most of the 80s
    Old enough to run for President
    It's hard to think it's me, the father of 3
    Oh America, I don't know where it went

    I'll never feel bad 'bout the times that we had
    I'll never look back in regret
    The heaven you gave I will treasure and save
    'Cause it might be as close as I get

    The heaven you gave I will treasure and save
    'Cause it might be as close as I get



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Really Waltzing
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    Really Waltzing
    Composer(s): Peter Myers; Ronnie Cass
    Performer(s): Cliff Richard & Michael Sammes Singers



    Cliff:
    Is...this...me here, really waltzing?
    Is this me here, being so square?
    Although I know this kind of mu-sic
    Makes me sick and you sick
    Still I'm aware...

    Yeah, it's me here, really waltzing
    To a Viennese one-two-three
    And if you'll pardon me the simile
    I'm a Romberg and Frim'l-y (??)
    How can this be me?

    Bass Voice (mock Austrian accent):
    I've got zee urge to vear short leather trousers
    And dance za vay Strauss-es made their mous-es

    Cliff joins in (with mock accent):
    Give me some frau-ses dressed up in cute blouses
    Helping their spouses tie bells on their cows-es

    Cliff (with accent):
    Oh... here I'm really waltzing
    Though I shudder at the idea
    And though I really should know better
    Here am I in operetta
    Really waltzing here

    Cliff & Full Chorus:
    And...so...we're here, really waltzing
    As we take our partners and bow
    We say "a plague upon the houses of all the three Strausses"
    But, all the same, we must kow-tow
    To the rhythm, catchy rhythm
    For the violins play and we've got to go with 'em
    Yes, we're waltzing, really waltzing
    Look at us, really waltzing...now!




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    23-08-1975
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    The Martins And The Coys
    Composer(s): Alan Cameron - Ted Weems
    Performer(s): Gene Autry



    Gather 'round me children and I'll tell a story
    Of the mountains and the days when guns was law
    When two fam'lies got to feudin'
    It was bound to end in shootin'
    So just listen close, I'll tell you what I saw

    Oh, the Martins and the Coys they were reckless mountain boys
    And they took up family feudin' when they'd meet
    They would shoot each other quicker
    Than it took your eye to flicker
    They could knock a squirrel's eye out at ninety feet

    All this fightin' started out one sunday morning
    When old grandpa Coy was full of mountain dew
    Just as quite as a churchmouse, he stole in the Martin's henhouse
    'Cause the Coys they needed eggs for breakfast, too

    Oh, The Martins and the Coys, they were reckless mountain boys
    Coz old grandpa Coy's gone where angels live
    When they found him on the mountain
    He was bleedin' like a fountain
    'Cause they punctured him 'til he looked like a sieve

    After that they started out to fight in earnest
    And they scarred the mountains up with shot and shell
    There was uncles, brothers, cousins
    Why they bumped them off by dozens
    Just how many bit the dust is hard to tell

    Oh, The Martins and the Coys, they were reckless mountain boys
    At the art of killin' they become quite deft
    They all know'd they shouldn't do it
    But before they hardly knew it
    On each side they only had one person left

    Now the sole remainin' Martin was a maiden
    And as purty as a picture was this Grace
    While the one survivin' boy was the handsome Henry Coy
    And the folks all knew they'd soon meet face to face

    Oh, The Martins and the Coys, they were reckless mountain boys
    But their shootin' and their killin' sure played [hob]
    And it didn't bring no joy to know that Grace and Henry Coy
    Both had sworn that they would finish up the job

    So, they finally met upon a mountain pathway
    And young Henry Coy he aimed his gun at Grace
    He was set to pull the trigger, when he saw her purty figure
    You could see that love had kicked him in the face

    Oh, The Martins and the Coys, they were reckless mountain boys
    But they say their ghostly cussin' gives them chills
    But the hatchet sure was buried, when sweet Grace and Henry married
    It broke up the best durn feud in these here hills

    You may think this is where the story ended
    But I'm tellin' you the ghosts don't cuss no more
    'Cause since Grace and Henry wedded
    They fight worse than all the rest did
    And they carry on the feud just like before



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    Child Of Mine Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King - Bill Staines Performer(s): Carole King and multiple other artists



    Although you see the world
    Different that me
    Sometimes I can touch upon
    The wonders that you see
    All the new colours
    In pictures you've designed
    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine
    Child of mine, child of mine
    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine
    You don't need direction
    You know which way to go
    And I don't want to hold you back
    I just want to watch you grow
    You're the one who taught me
    You don't have to look behind

    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine
    Child of mine, child of mine
    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine

    Nobody's gonna to kill your dreams
    Or tell you how to live your life
    The'll always be people
    To make it hard for awhile
    But you'll change their heads
    When they see you smile

    The times you were born in
    May not have been the best
    But you can live the times to come
    Better than the rest
    I know you will be honest
    If you can't always be kind

    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine
    Child of mine, child of mine
    Oh yes sweet darling
    So glad you are a child of mine



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