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Barbra Streisand
Barbra Streisand


Background information
Birth name Barbara Joan Streisand
Born April 24, 1942
Born place Brooklyn, New York, U.S.
Genre(s) Traditional pop
Adult Contemporary
Years active 1957—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Website Website



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Barbra Streisand Album


The Second Barbra Streisand Album (1963)
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Free an' easy,
That's my style,
Howdy do me,
Watch me smile,
But fare the well me after while,
'Cause I gotta roam
An' any place I hang my hat is home!
Sweetenin' water,
Cherry wine,
Thank you kindly,
Suits me fine,
Kansas City, even Caroline,
That's my honeycomb,
'Cause any place I hang my hat is home.
Birds roostin' in a tree pick up an' go,
An' the goin' proves that's how it oughta to be,
I pick up too when the spirit moves me.
Cross the river, round the bend,
Howdy stranger,
So long friend,
There's a voice in the lonesome win'
Keeps whisperin' roam!
I'm going where a welcome mat is,
No matter where that is,
'Cause any place I hang my hat is home.

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Right as the rain
That falls from above
So real, so right is our love
It came like the spring
That breaks through the snow
I can't say what it may bring
I only know...I only know...
It's right to believe
Whatever gave your eyes this glow
Whatever gave my heart this song
Can't be wrong
It's right as the rain
That falls from above
And fills the world
With the blue of our love
As rain must fall
And day must dawn
This love...
This love...
Must go on.

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Down with love,
With flowers and rice and shoes,
Down with love,
The root of all midnight blues,
Down with things
That give you that well -known pain,
Take that moon,
Wrap it in cellophane;
Down with love let's liquidate
All it's friends,
Like moon, June, roses
And rainbow's ends,
Down with songs
That moan about night and day;
Down with love,
Take it away, away,
Take it away, take it away,
Give it back to the birds,
And the bees and the Viennese,
Down with eyes romantic and stupid,
Down with sighs, down with cupid.
Brother let's stuff that dove,
Down with love!
Down with love!
Liquidate all it's friends
Like moon, June, roses
And rainbow's ends
Down with songs
That moan about night and day
You are the one...
And I don't stand a chance with a ghost like you
Ah, the promised kiss of Spring is here...
Why does my heart go dancin' overhead...
On the ceiling near my bed...
We go now...
Because I talk to the trees, but they don't listen to me...
I tell them:
You say eether - I say eyether,
You say neether, I say nyther
Eether, eyether
Neether, nyther
Let's call the whole thing off!
Take it away, take it away
Give it back to the birds
And the bees and the Viennese...
Down with eyes romantic and stupid
Down with sighs, down with cupid,
Brother let's stuff that dove,
Down, down, down
I go on round and round
I go in a spin,
Hey, in the spin, I'm in!
What is this thing...
What is this thing called love?

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Who will buy this wonderful morning?
Such a sky you never did see.
Who will tie it up with a ribbon,
And put it in a box for me?
So I can see it at my leisure
Whenever things go wrong
And I can keep it as a treasure
To last my whole life long.
Who will buy this wonderful feeling?
I'm so high,
I swear I could fly,
Me, oh, my,
I don't want to lose it,
So what am I to do,
To keep the sky so blue?
There must be someone who will buy!

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When the sun comes out
And the rain stops beating
On my window pane
When the sun comes out
There'll be blue birds 'round my door
Singing like they did before
That old storm broke out
And my man walked off
Left me in the rain
Though he's gone I doubt
If he'll stay away for good
I'd stop living if he should
Love is funny,
It's not always peaches, cream and honey
Just when everything seemed bright and sunny
Suddenly the cyclone came
I'll never be the same
'Til that sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not be long before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love walked in
When the sun comes out...
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not belong before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love walked in
When the sun comes out...

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Gotta move, gotta get out
Gotta leave this place, gotta find some place
Some other place, some brand new place
Some place where each face that I see
Won't be staring back at me
Telling me what to be and how to be it
Some place where I can just be me
Gotta move, got to get out
Gotta leave this town, gotta find some town
Some big new town, some bright new town
Some new town with new places, new lights
And most of all some new faces
Gotta find a man, a new man
A man who won't worry 'bout where I go
A man who wont ask how I learned what I know
A man who will know that I've gotta be free
A man who will know when to just let me be
Gotta move, gotta get out
Gotta change my life, gotta find my life
I'll find me a place in some new town and baby
And when I find me that new place, then maybe I
Gotta leave this town, gotta leave this place
Gotta find a new man...Gotta move!

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For those who fancy coloring books
As certain people do
Here's a new one for you
A most unusual coloring book
The kind you never see
Crayons ready, very well
Begin to color me
These are the eyes that watched him
As he walked away
Color them gray
This is the heart that thought
He would always be true
Color it blue
These are the arms that held him
And touched him then lost him somehow
Color them empty now
These are the beads I wore
Until she came between
Color them green
This is the room I sleep in
Walk in and weep in
Hide in that nobody sees
Color it lonely, please
This is the man
The one I depended upon
Color him gone...

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I don't care much
Go or stay
I don't care very much
Either way

Hearts grow hard
On a windy street
Lips grow cold
With the rent to meet
So if you kiss me
If we touch
Warning's fair
I don't care very much

I don't care much
Go or stay
I don't care very much
Either way

Words sound false
When your coat's too thin
Feet don't waltz
When the roof caves in
So if you kiss me
If we touch
Warning's fair
I don't care very much.

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Sky was blue and high above
The moon was new and so was love
This eager heart of mine was singing
Lover, where can you be
It came at last love had its day
The day is past, you've gone away
This eager heart of mine is singing
Lover, come to me
I remember every little thing you used to do
I-I'm lonely
Every road I walk along,
I've walked along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while I'm waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover, come to me
When I remember every little thing you used to do
Huh-huh...I'm lonely
Every road I walk along,
I've walked along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while I'm standing here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover, lover, get here to me...
Now!

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Hmmm...hmmm...
Hmmm...hmmm...
I wanted the music to play on forever
Have I stayed too long at the fair?
I wanted the clown to be constantly clever
Have I stayed too long at the fair?
I brought me blue ribbons to tie up my hair,
But I couldn't find anybody to care;
The merry-go-round is beginning to slow now
Have I stayed too long at the fair?
The music has stop and the children must go now
Have I stayed too long at the fair?
Oh, mother dear, I know you're very proud,
Your little girl and kingdom is so far above the crowd;
No, daddy dear,
You never could have known
That I would be successful, yet so very much alone...
I wanted to live in a carnival city,
With laughter and love everywhere;
I wanted my friends to be thrilling and witty,
I wanted somebody to care;
I found my blue ribbons all shiny and new
But now I discover them no longer blue...
The merry-go-round is beginning to taunt me,
Have I stayed too long at the fair?
There's nothing to win
And there's no one to want me
Have I stayed too long at the fair?

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Like a straw in the wind
I go whirling around
Like a bird who's just learnin' to fly
Feet are not on the ground
Drift from pillar to post
So helplessly
What I wanted the most
Winds up a ghostly memory
My man is gone
And when your man is gone
Your world just falls apart
Hmm...
Nothing you try to do
Helps you to comfort your heart
Don't yo' heart get all the bricks
When your hopes come unpinned
Trouble steps in and makes
You feel like a straw in the wind
Like a straw in the wind
Free an' easy
That's my style
I go whirling around
Howdy do me,
Watch me smile
Like a bird who's just learned to fly
Fare the well me after while
Feet are not on the ground
So I gotta roam
Drift from pillar to post
Sweetenin' water
Cherry wine
So helplessly
Thank you kindly suits me fine
What I wanted the most
Winds up a ghostly memory
My man is gone
And when your man is gone
Your world just falls apart
So any place I hang my hat is home
Birds roostin' in a tree
Pick up and go
An' the goin' proves
That is how it oughta be
I pick up too
When the spirit moves me
Cross the river, round the bend
Howdy stranger, so long friend
There is a voice in the lonesome wind
I hear whisperin' roam
I'm goin' where a welcome mat is, no matter where that is
'Cause any place I hang my hat is home!
Is home!

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