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4. | Mr. Bojangles |
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7. | How Long Must I Wonder |
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(Refrain)
Here comes the sun Little darlin, here comes the sun I say, its all right, its all right
(Repeat 1)
Little Darlin its been a long cold and lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
(Refrain)
Little darlin the smiles have returned to the faces now little darlin it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin its been a long cold lonely winter, little darlin it feels like years since you've been here
Here somes the sun, arent you glad to see it, I say its all right
Here comes the sun little darlin, I say Its alright
Here comes the sun, Here comes the sun I say Little Darlin, it seems like years since you've been here
Little darlin here comes the sun, its all right
You can come on out
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Bob Dylan
I take
just like a woman
Yes I do
And I make love
just like a woman
and I ache
just like a woman
but I break
like a little girl
Nobody here feels any pain
tonight as I stand inside the rain
And no one has to guess
that baby's got new clothes
Lately I see her ribbons and her bows
and the problems
from her curls
REFRAIN
I take
just like a woman...
It was raining from the first
and I was dying her of thirst
That's why I came here
and a long time's curse
and what's worse
is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear
Ain't it clear
I must admit
I believe it's time for me to quit
And until we meet again
bein' introduced as friends
please don't let on
that you knew me when
I was hungry
and it was your world
REFRAIN
I take
just like a woman....
Original lyric by Bob Dylan
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand here in the rain.
Everybody knows that baby's got new clothes,
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman.
She makes love just like a woman.
And then she aches just like a woman.
But she breaks just like a little girl.
Queen Mary, she's my friend.
Yes I believe I'll go see her again.
Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed
'Till she finally sees that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamines, and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman.
She makes love just like a woman.
And then she aches just like a woman.
But she breaks just like a little girl.
(break:)
It raining at first, and I was dying there of thirst,
So I came in here.
And your long-time curse hurts, but what's worse
Is this pain in here.
I can't stay in here.
Ain't it clear...
That I just can't fit.
I believe it's time for us to quit.
But when we met again and are introduced as friends,
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry, and it was your world.
You take just like a woman.
You make love just like a woman.
And then you ache just like a woman.
But you break just like a little girl.
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(1970) Stan Vincent
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
Someday we'll get it toghether and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
O-o-h child things are gonna get easier
O-o-h child things 'll get brighter
Right now right now
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There's a new world commin'
And it's just around the bend
There's a brand new mornin'
That belongs to you and me
A nwe world commin'
The one we had vision of
And its commin' in peace
Is commin in joy
And commin in love...yea...yea...yea
There's a new world commin'
And its just around the bend
There's a new day dawning
The one that's for you and me
A new world commin'
The one we've had vision of
And itys commin in peace
Commin' in love
Commin' in peace
Commin' in joy
And commin in peace
Commin' in joy
And commin in love
And I saw another sign in Heaven
Great and marvelous
Seven angels having the seven last plagues
For in them is filled up the Wratrh of God
And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire
And them that had gotten the victory over the beast
And over his image
And over his mark
And over his name,
Stand on the sea of glass
With the harps of God all around them.
There's a new world commin'
And its just around the bend
There's a new day dawning
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Chip Taylor
There'll be no strings to bind you hands
Not if my love can bind your heart
And theres no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
I see no reason to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Then slowly turn away from me
Maby the suns light will be dim
But it wont matter anyhow
If mornings echo says we've sinned
Well it would what i would give now
And if we're victims of the nght
I won't be blinded by the light
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Then slowly turn away, I wont beg you to stay with me, me
Through the tears, of the days, of the years
Baby, Baby, baby
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Just call me angel of the morning (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me (baby)
Repeat to fade
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(1968) Jacques Revaux, Claude François, Gilles Thibault, Paul Anka
And now, the end is near and so I got to faceThe final curtain, girlFriends I say clear and state her case of which I'm uncertainI've lived a life that's full of travelled each and every highwayAnd more, much more than this, I did it my way
Yeah, regrets, I've had a fewBut then again, who feel to me uncertain.I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemptionI planned each other course, each careful footstep along the byway,Yeah, and more, much more than this,I did my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knowWhen I did all much more than I could doBut threw it all, when there was doubt, on everydayAnd it's not enough, I faced it allAnd as big as all did my way.
Oh, I've laughed and cried, had my fill my share of losingAnd now, as tears subside, counted also musicTo think like the old ladAnd may I say not in a sky away,Oh, no no no, You're not me, I did it my way.
What is a man, what have he gotIf not himself, and he had not to may the thingsHe truly feels not words of one for useWith that shows, I took the blows and did it my way!
Original French lyric
Je me lève et je te bousculeTu n'te réveilles pasComme d'habitudeSur toi je remonte le drapJ'ai peur que tu aies froidComme d'habitudeMa main caresse tes cheveuxPresque malgré moiComme d'habitudeMais toiTu me tournes le dosComme d'habitudeAlors je m'habille très viteJe sors de la chambreComme d'habitudeTout seul je bois mon caféJe suis en retardComme d'habitudeSans bruit je quitte la maisonTout est gris dehorsComme d'habitudeJ'ai froidJe relève mon colComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeToute la journéeJe vais jouerA faire semblantComme d'habitudeJe vais sourireComme d'habitudeJe vais m⌦㔲㬴me rireComme d'habitudeEnfin je vais vivreComme d'habitude
Et puisLe jour s'en iraMoi je reviendraiComme d'habitudeToiTu seras sortieEt pas encore rentréeComme d'habitudeTout seulJ'irai me coucherDans ce grand lit froidComme d'habitudeMes larmesJe les cacheraiComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeM⌦㔲㬴me la nuitJe vais jouerA faire semblantComme d'habitudeTu rentrerasComme d'habitudeJe t'attendraiComme d'habitudeTu me sourirasComme d'habitude
Comme d'habitudeTu te déshabillerasComme d'habitudeTu te coucherasComme d'habitudeOn s'embrasseraComme d'habitude
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