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The Dean And I


The Dean And I
Performer(s): 10 cc



Hum drum days
And a hum drum ways

Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom
We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom
It was no infatuation
But a gradual graduation
From a boy to a man
Let me tell you while I can
The soda pop came free

Hey sis one kiss and I was heaven bound
Now who would have guessed
Milton's Paradise Lost
Could be found?

But in the eyes of the Dean his daughter
Was doin' what she shouldn'a oughta
But a man's got to do
What a man's got to do
The consequence should be
Church bells, three swells
The Dean, his daughter, and me

They were dating in the park
They were smooching in the dark
Of a doorway for two
She whispered "I love you
Ooh, you know I never felt this way before
Ooh, you know the elevator in my heart
Has gone awol awol awol"

And then I kissed her
And when I kissed her
It's a wonderful world
When you're rolling in kisses

Now, the paint is peeling
Now, and when the chips are dowin
Now, you kinda lose all feeling
Now, your head goes round and round
Round and round and round and round
And round and round and round
I'm throwing myself off this train

Hum drum days
And a hum drum ways
Hum drum days
And a hum drum ways
Hum drum days, he's got
Hum drum ways, oh boy

Hey, you know I'm really earning now
My ship came in with a cargo of dollars
My name's lit up on the prow
It's a wonderful world
When you're rolling in dollars
Rolling in dollars
Rolling in dollars
Now

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Carolina Moon


Carolina Moon Composer(s): Joe Burke - Benny Davis Performer(s): Perry Como and multiple other artists



Carolina moon keep shining
Shining on the one who waits for me
Carolina moon I'm pining
Pining for the place I long to be

How I'm hoping tonight you'll go
Go to the right window
Scatter your light, say I'm alright
Please do
Tell her that I'm blue and lonely
Dreamy Carolina moon

Keep shining on the one who waits for me

I'm pining for the place I long to be

How I'm hoping tonight you'll go
Go to the right window
Scatter your light, say I'm alright
Please do
Tell her that I'm blue and lonely
Dreamy Carolina moon

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Flamenco Espanol


Flamenco Epanol
Composer(s): Kurt Feltz; Heinz Gietz
Performer(s): Caterina Valente



Flamenco espanol
La milsica del sol
Gitano
he
gitano
einfach doll
Flamenco espanol
en el pais del sol
Gitano
he
gitano
wundervoll

Eviva la cancion
Eviva el patron
Und die Gitarren
Plim-wi-di-bim
. . .
Wie liebe ich sie
Eviva el bailador
Eviva el amor
Und Andalusiens
Plim-wi-di-bim
. . .
vergesse ich nie

Eviva el Flamenco
Flamenco espanol
Und die Musik
die ruft mich
he
komm wieder
komm wieder zu mir
Eviva el Flamenco
Flamenco espanol
Wenn die Musik ich hör'
dann komm ich wieder

Ja
dann komm ich wieder zu dir
Flamenco espanol
. . .

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The Deadwood Stage


The Deadwood Stage
Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day
and multiple other artists



Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-rolling on over the plains
With the curtains flappin’ and the driver a-snappin’ the reins
A beautiful sky, a wonderful day
Whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-headin’ on over the hills
Where the Injun arrows are thicker than porcupine quills
Dangerous land, no time to delay
So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away

We’re headed straight for town
Loaded down with a fancy cargo
Care of Wells & Fargo, Illinois, boy

Oh, the Deadwood stage is a-comin’ on over the crest
Like a homing-pigeon that’s a-hankerin’ after its nest
Twenty-three miles we’ve covered today
So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away

Introducing Henry Miller
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
Ain’t a showman any smarter operates the Golden Garter
When the cream of Deadwood City comes to dine
And I’m glad to say he’s a friend of mine
Hi Joe, say, where d’ya get them fancy clothes
I know, off some fella’s laundry line
Hi Beau, aren’t you a prairie rose
Smellin’ like a watermelon vine
Here’s a man the sheriff watches
On his gun there’s more than twenty-seven notches
On the draw there’s no one faster and you’re flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok’s reputation you malign
And I’m glad to say he’s a very good friend of a friend of mine

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Carolina In The Morning


Carolina In The Morning Composer(s): Walter Donaldson - Gus Kahn First performance/First recording by: Willie & Eugene Howard - 1922/Marion Harris - 1922 Covered by multiple other artists



"Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina"

Wishing is good time wasted
Still it's a habit they say
Wishing for sweet's I've tasted
That's all I do all day
Maybe there's nothing in wishing
But, speaking of wishing I'll say

Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
In the morning

No one could be sweeter
Than my sweetie when I meet her
In the morning

When the morning glories
Twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie
Where the dew is pearly early
In the morning

Butterflies all flutter up
And kiss each little buttercup
At dawning
If I had Alladin's lamp
For only a day
I'd make a wish
And here's what I'd say

Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
In the morning

Dreaming was meant for night time
I live in dreams all the day
I know it's not the right time
But still I dream away
What could be sweeter than dreaming
Just dreazming and drift away

Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
In the morning

No one could be sweeter
Than my sweetie when I meet her
In the morning

When the morning glories
Twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more
Strolling with my girlie
Where the dew is pearly early
In the morning

Butterflies all flutter up
And kiss each little buttercup
At dawning
If I had Alladin's lamp
For only a day
I'd make a wish
And here's what I'd say

Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
In the morning

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Flamenco Des Flandres


Flamenco Des Flandres
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki



Mille ans déjà que je suis là
Sur la terre des Flandres
Soldat du roi, sans foi ni loi
Sans plus rien attendre
Soldat qui n'a que ses dix doigts
Pour jouer sur sa guitare
Le flamenco, dernier écho
D'un reste de mémoire

Dans mon pays, là-bas très loin
Entre la mer et la montagne
Il y a la fille que j'aimais bien
Qui devait être ma compagne

Les filles d'ici sont bien jolies
On en oublie la guerre
Leurs yeux sont bleus et leurs cheveux
Plus blonds que la lumière
Pour s'enivrer, au cabaret
On s'offre du genièvre
Mais rien n'y fait pour étouffer
L'air qui monte à mes lèvres

Dans mon pays, là-bas très loin
Entre la mer et la montagne
Il y a la fille que j'aimais bien
Qui devait être ma compagne

Mais si je meurs au champ d'honneur
Dites à mes camarades
Qu'ils ne fassent pas sonner le glas
Aux cloches de Grenade

Pour demander l'éternité
Suffit d'une guitare
Et quelque part une fille en noir
Qui me garde en mémoire

"En mi país ahi muy lejo
Mentre il mar e la montaña
Esta la niña que io quería"

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D-Day Dodgers


D-Day Dodgers
Performer(s): Ian Campbell Folk Group - 1966
and multiple other artists



There is a song the Eighth Army used to sing
Marching through the desert, marching with a swing
But now they're on a different game
Although the tune is still the same
The words have all been altered
The words we're singing still...

We're the D-Day Dodgers, here in Italy
Drinking all the vino, always on a spree
We didn't land with Eisenhower
And so they think we're just a shower
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

We're the D-Day dodgers, out here in Italy
Always drinking vino, always on a spree
Eighth Army scroungers and their tanks
We go to war in ties, like swanks
We are the D-Day Dodgers
Way out in Italy

Here's to Lady Astor, our pin up girl out here
She's the dear old lady, who sends us such good beer
And when we get our Astor band
We'll be the proudest in the land
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

We landed in Salerno, a holiday with pay
Jerry brought the band out to cheer us on our way
Showed us the sights and gave us tea
We all sang songs, the beer was free
To welcome D-Day Dodgers
To sunny Italy

Salerno and Cassino, were taken in our stride
We didn't go to fight there, we went there for the ride
Anzio and Sanzio were just names
We only went to look for dames
The artful D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

Around Lake Trasimano, we had a lovely time
Bags of wine and women, they didn't cost a dime
Base wallahs, amgot and the Yanks
All stayed in Rome to dodge the tanks
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

We stayed a week in Florence, polished off the wine
Then thumbed our way to Rimini, through the Gothic Line
Soon to Bologna we will go
When Jerry's gone across the Po
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
The lads that D-Day dodged

We hear the boys in France are going home on leave
After six months service, it's a shame they're not relieved
But we can carry on out here
For what may be a few more years
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

Once we heard a rumour we were going home
Back to dear old Blighty, never more to roam
Then someone said in France you'll fight
We answered: "No, we'll just sit tight!"
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
The lads that D-Day dodged

When the war is over and we've done our bit
Climbing over mountains, through mud and sleet and
Then we will all be sent out east
Till B.L.A. have been released
For we're the D-Day Dodgers,
Out here in Italy.

Forgotten by the many, remembered by the few
We'd our armistice when an armestice was new
One million Germans gave up to us
We finished our war without much fuss
For we're the D-Day Dodgers
Out here in Italy

Dearest Lady Astor, you think you're mighty hot
Standing on the platform, talking tommyrot
Dear England's sweetheart and her pride
We think your mouth's too bleedin' wide
>From all the D-Day Dodgers
In sunny Italy

If you look around the mountains in the mud and rain
You'll find scattered crosses, some which bear no name
Heart break and toil and suffering gone
The boys beneath them slumber on
For they're the D-Day Dodgers
Who stayed in Italy



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Carolina In My Mind


Carolina In My Mind Composer(s): James Taylor First release by: James Taylor - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists



In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Karin she's a silver sun
You best walk her way and watch it shinin'
Watch her watch the mornin' come
A silver tear appearing now I'm cryin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt it no ones mind
That loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey babe the sky's on fire, I'm dyin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Dark and silent last last night
I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
Signs that might be omens say I going, going
I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

With a holy host of others standing 'round me
Still I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

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Flamenco Bleu


Flamenco Bleu
Composer(s): L. Gaste;
J. Eaton; F. Shuman; L. Wagner
Performer(s): Dalida



Flamenco bleu des jours heureux
Chanson qui parle d'une guitare au cœur de feu

Le ciel brûlant
Couleur de sang
Etrangement semblait
Partager nos secrets
Je te revoie entre mes bras
Avec tes yeux cherchant mes yeux
Rempli de toi

Chanson des jours d'adieux
Flamenco bleu
Que nous dansions heureux

Tu m'attendras
Je reviendrai
Et dans tes bras je te rendrais
Tous les baisers qu'un soir tu m'as donné

Flamenco bleu
Mon ciel est si bleu de joie

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Dagny (English Version)


Dagny
Composer(s): Owe Törnqvist
Performer(s): Owe Törnqvist



We didn't know what love was all about
till little Dagny came to town
Now we're sitting in her coffee shop
dunkin' doughnuts all day long
All of us singing desperately

Dagny, come back and spill
wow-wow-wow- -Dagny, one more refill
Listen to my heart sing
Trala-diddle dill

Such a beauty we had never seen
so we began to plot and scheme
The best of friends in Dagny's coffee shop
becoming rivals for this dream
to see who was the first to win the love of

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Carolina Hard Core Ecstasy


Carolina Hard Core Ecstasy Composer(s): Frank Zappa Performer(s): Frank Zappa; The Muffin Men



I coulda swore her hair was made of rayon She wore a Milton Bradley Crayon But she was something I could lay on Can't remember what became of me ... Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy She put a Doobie Brothers tape on (La la la la la-ahh la) I had a Roger Daltrey cape on (A Roger Daltrey cape on) There was a bed I dumped her shape on Can't remember what became of me ... Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy Somewhat later on I woke up and she was gone There was dew out on the lawn In the sunrise Later she came back With a rumpled paper sack Which she told me would contain A surprise She stuck her hand right in it to the bottom Said she knew I'd be surprised she got 'em Take a Charleston pimp to spot 'em Then she gave a pair of shoes to me ... Plastic leather, 14 triple D I said: "I wonder what's the shoes for?" She told me: "Don't you worry no more!" And got right down there on the tile floor Now Darling Stomp All Over Me! ... Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy Is this something new Having people stomp on you? Is it what I need to do For your pleasure? (Yo' pleasure ... it's ... uh ... uh ... all I need) "What is this, a quiz? Don't you worry what it is It is merely just a moment I can treasure ..." (What is ...?) (You know ...) By ten o'clock her arms and legs were rendered She couldn't talk 'cause her mouth had been extendered Looked to me as though she had been blendered But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! Well ... But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! But was this abject misery? No! No! Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy! It might seem strange to Herb and Dee Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!

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Flamenca Real


Flamenca Real
Performer(s): Jaime Roos



Tengo pocas armonías
y las guardo para ti
Tengo pocas novedades
y las traigo para ti

Hay días que pienso en mi vida
lejos de tu maldición
Hay días que le tengo ganas
a tus caderas bordó

Flamenca Real
Reina del Carnaval

Voy a dibujar la estela
de tus pies sobre el cristal
Voy a enseñarte mis lujos
pasodoble y chachachá

La Flor de Maastricht
Violento Elixir
Flamenca Real

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The Days Of Sand And Shovels


The Days Of Sand And Shovels Composer(s): Bud Reneau - Doyle Marsh Performer(s): Bobby Vinton and multiple other artists



When I noticed her the first time I was outside running barefoot in the rain She lived in the house next door Her nose was pressed against the window pane When I looked at her she smiled And showed a place where two teeth used to be And I heard her ask her mom If she could come outside and play with me Soon the days of sand and shovels Gave way to the mysteries of life Then I noticed she was changing And I looked at her through different eyes We became as one and knew a love Without beginning or an end And everyday I lived with her Was like a new day dawning once again And I've loved her since Every doll was Shirley Temple Soda pop was still a nickel Jam was on her fingertips Milk was circled on her lips After many years our love grew silent And at night I heard her cry And when she left me in the fall I knew that this would be our last goodbye I was man enough to give her Everything she needed for a while But in searching for a pefect love I found that I could not give her a child Now she lives a quiet life And is a mother of a little girl And everytime I pass her house My thoughts go back into another world Cause I see her little girl Her nose is pressed against the window pane And she thinks I'm a lonely man Who wants to come inside out of the rain And I've loved her since Every doll was Shirley Temple Soda pop was still a nickel Jam was on her fingertips Milk was circled on her lips

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Carolina (Joe Dassin)


Carolina ((English Version: Sad Sweet Dreamer (Sweet Sensation)) Composer(s): Des Parton - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle Performer(s): Joe Dassin



Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer que tu viendrais
Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer qu'on s'aimerait

Elle est si jolie, si fragile
Qu'on a presque peur, presque peur d'y toucher
Elle est le bonheur impossible à rêver

Elle ressemble un peu à ma chance
J'ai presque peur, presque peur d'y penser
Et plus je la vois plus je pense à rêver

Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer que tu viendrais
Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer qu'on s'aimerait

Elle a le regard de l'enfance
Mais elle a aussi les pouvoirs de la fée
C'est la beauté qui commence à rêver

Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer que tu viendrais
Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer qu'on s'aimerait

Je me suis fait prendre au piège
Oh, mais j'aime ma prison
Et c'est si bon de perdre la raison

Un matin, le printemps se donne
Je sais bien, je sais bien qu'il va s'en aller
Mais j'ai tellement mieux que l'automne à rêver

Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer que tu viendrais
Carolina, je n'aurais jamais pu imaginer qu'on s'aimerait

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Flambée Montalbanaise


Flambée Montalbanaise
Composer(s): Gus Viseur
Performer(s): André Minvielle;
and various other artists



Oyez la mélodie
Le fond du soir
Un café
Écoutez, c'est le blues
Du coin le Gus y joue
Du biniou
Comm' fait Bach
Pour une chanson
Pucelle aux ailes déployées
Rame, langue Albatros
Pique et trame au papier
Le cap et la falaise, balèze!
J'écoutais montalbanaise
Une envolée de braises
Noyé, je m'eau de vie-gueur
Viseur au coeur, liqueur soeur
A cloche-pieds, cigarette
Une bouffée volée, yé
Au vent de la postérité
Allez vas-y va
Chaloupe ta mélopée
Ma chanson de café
Charlie passe Parker
Et l'Gus au biniou
Souffle aussi
Comme Black au sax
Si le be -bop à valser
Devait sceller vos nuits
Blues et Polka piquée
Temps
Tu nous réconcilies
M'entends-tu d'accordéon?
Monteille c’était tout petit
Le paradis d'été
Sambapathie, dada plouc
On ramait bal d'amour flou
Mais un souffle est dévoilé
Une poussée bleue, d'envie
M'accroche au cœur, thank you Viseur

Et ceux, les "griff' le temps"
Ont mis les doigts de cordes
Apaches et Django Mississipi
Didi guitare aussi m'a dit
Et Paris loue, Paris prie
Le tango bord de Marne
Chavire la valsouze
Intemporelle et blues

Goutte à goutte ces divines
My lady valsées
Filles et femmes tam-tam
Au fil du temps
Funambules et modernité
(Comme) on jette à l'eau du calme
Un caillou ricochet
Par ondes d'ondes là
Passe-passe l'écho
Des papis d'au-delà du top
Réveillez la mélodie, la chanson des cafés
Vocalise la bob French
Scat et valsez one more
D'oc
Comme un souffle dévoilé
Une poussée bleue d'envie
Accroche au cœur, thank you Viseur

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Il Volto Della Vita


Il Volto Della Vita
((Adapted from: Days Of Pearly Spencer (David McWilliams) - 1967))
Composer(s): David McWilliams - Daiano - Mogol
Performer(s): Caterina Caselli - 1968



Con il corpo sono qui
Ma la mente mia non c'è
Corre dietro a dei ricordi
E chi la ferma píu

I miei occhi sono chiusi
Ma ci vedo molto bene
Son davanti ad una casa
Entro e vedo te

Il volto della vita, ah ah
Il volto dell'amore

Rose rosse alle pareti
Giochi d'ombra sul tuo viso
Come ali le mie braccia
Si apron verso te

Ed ancora la mia mente
Non è stanca di vagare
E mi porta lungo il fiume
E in fondo vedo te

Il volto della vita, ah ah
Il volto dell'amore

Sei vestito un poco strano
Ma d'altronde, come sempre
Il mio cuore ti fa festa
Solo a un passo da te

Ma qualcuno ha bussato
E il mio viaggio è terminato
Io mi alzo per aprire
Apro e vedo te

Il volto della vita, ah ah
Il volto dell'amore

Il volto della vita, ah ah

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Carolina (Chico Buarque)


Carolina
Performer(s): Chico Buarque



Carolina
Nos seus olhos fundos
Guarda tanta dor
A dor de todo esse mundo
Eu já lhe expliquei que não vai dar
Seu pranto não vai nada mudar
Eu já convidei para dançar
É hora, já sei, de aproveitar
Lá fora, amor
Uma rosa nasceu
Todo mundo sambou
Uma estrela caiu
Eu bem que mostrei sorrindo
Pela janela, ói que lindo
Mas Carolina não viu

Carolina
Nos seus olhos tristes
Guarda tanto amor
O amor que já não existe
Eu bem que avisei, vai acabar
De tudo lhe dei para aceitar
Mil versos cantei pra lhe agradar
Agora não sei como explicar
Lá fora, amor
Uma rosa morreu
Uma festa acabou
Nosso barco partiu
Eu bem que mostrei a ela
O tempo passou na janela
Só Carolina não viu

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Flagrant Délit (Johnny Hallyday)


Flagrant Délit
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Les hommes qui viennent chasser
Ont découvert un nouveau gibier
Pourvu que vous soyez jeunes
Ils vous pourchassent à la moindre occasion

Ça s'appelle la chasse au jeune
Elle se pratique souvent aujourd'hui
Pourvu que vous soyez jeunes
On vous surprend en flagrant délit

Flagrant délit de jeunesse
C'est un péché plus sérieux que l'ivresse
Dans les rues faites attention
Ils vous piquent à la moindre occasion

La chevelure ou bien la silhouette
Ça leur suffit pour repérer la bête
Ils courent après comme après un lapin
Qui vient saccager leur joli jardin

On vous accuse de jeunesse
C'est un péché plus sérieux que l'ivresse
Vos habits et votre aspect
Vous rendent tous un peu plus suspect

En vérité je vous le dis
Vous vivez tous en flagrant délit
Flagrant délit de jeunesse
C'est un péché plus sérieux que l'ivresse

En vérité je vous le dis
Vous vivez tous en flagrant délit
En vérité je vous le dis
Vous vivez tous en flagrant délit...

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Days Of Pearly Spencer


Days Of Pearly Spencer
((Italian Version: Il Volto Della Vita (Caterina Caselli) - 1968))
Composer(s): David McWilliams
First release by: David McWilliams - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shuns

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass is gone

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Pearly where's your milk white skin
What's that stubble on your chin
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won
You played a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
The race is almost run

A tenement, a dirty street
Remember worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you stood to beat
The way your life had gone
So Pearly don't you shed more tears
For those best forgotten years
Those tenements are memories
Of where you've risen from

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost won



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Oh Dearne


Oh Dearne ((Adapted from: Carol (Chuck Berry) - 1958)) Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Bennie Jolink - Ferdy Jolij Performer(s): Normaal - 1977 Versions In Other Languages: 1964 - O Carole (Johnny Hallyday) 1977 - Karola Petersen (Torfrock)



Oh, dearne, loat 's zien hoe goed a-j bunt
Wi-j bunt al wekken bezig
Moar ik wet nog steeds niet wat i-j kunt

Loast kwam ik ow tegen in mien stamcafe
Ik liep ow tegen 't lief op weg noar de plee
Oh, nem me niet kwalijk, drink der eentjen van mien
En nog gin uurtjen loater had ik ow . gezien
Moar ik mocht der niet op, i-j zeijen later mischien
En dat gezeik dat duurt now al 'n wehk of 10

Oh, dearne, loat 's zien hoe goed a-j bunt
Wi-j bunt al wekken bezig
Moar ik wet nog steeds niet wat i-j kunt

Ik begin der van te balen want 't duurt te lang
Van de pastoor of de dominee bun i-j toch niet bang
I-j zegt da-j van mien hold, moar dat geleuf ik niet
I-j wet niet wat i-j mist an wat hier recht op 't ende steet
Gun mien toch een duik want ik krieg 't zo heet
't Is zo gebeurd, i-j wet hoe gauw dat geet

Oh, dearne, loat 's zien hoe goed a-j bunt
Wi-j bunt al wekken bezig
Moar ik wet nog steeds niet wat i-j kunt

Oh, dearntjen, goa-j met mien met noar buuten
Oh, dearntjen, kom effe bi-j mien
Ja, dearntjen ooh
Wi-j bunt al wekken bezig
Moar ik wet nog steeds niet wat i-j kunt...

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