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- ! äæä á÷åì øí
. áñãø
. áñãø. -áñãø òëùéå . áñãø? -ëï, àúçéì ùåá-
. áñãø. ñéð÷. àåúå ñìééè . èåá, úîùéê ìøåõ. -øåöç-
. úîùéê ìäøéõ, æä éùúôø . úúçéì îäúçìä. àåúå ñìééè
. áåà ðôúç
? áñãø, øé÷, îä äîùç÷ . øåöç-
îä äîèøä? -äîèøä ìùîåø , àú äëãåøéí ùìê òì äùåìçï
. åìçñì àú ùì ëì äùàø
? àúí òãééï ëàï, îä
. ðáöò òåã ùéø àçã åæäå
. áñãø
. çâ äåãéä ùîç
Well, baby, don't you do it
Don't do it
Don't you break my heart
Please, don't do it, don't you break my heart
My biggest mistake was loving you too much
And letting ya know
Now you got me where you want me
And you won't let me go
- øéö'øã îðåàì - if my heart was made of glass
Well, then you'd surely see
Heartaches and misery
You been causin me
And I been trying to do my best
You know I try to do my best
Don't do it
Don't you break my heart
Please don't do it
Don't you break my heart
- âàøú' äãñåï -
! úåãä øáä ìëí ! úåãä, ìéìä èåá-
"äìä÷ä"
"äîåôò äàçøåï"
äåáà åñåðëøï òì éãé
â'åðé îéèùì
ã'ø â'åï
øåï ååã
! öôééä ðòéîä
èåá, úøàä, àðçðå éçã ?þ16 ùðä. -îé? -îé
. ëï. -äìä÷ä
? àúä øåöä ùàú÷ò àú æä ùí . ëï. áåà ðçæåø òì æä-
. äìä÷ä éçã ëáø 16 ùðä . éçã áãøëéí
, äåôòðå 8 ùðéí ááøéí . áîåòãåðéí, áàåìîåú øé÷åãéí
.þ8 ùðéí á÷åðöøèéí, áàöèãéåðéí
, äåôòðå á÷åðöøè äàçøåï , ä÷åðöøè äàçøåï ùì äìä÷ä
."÷øàðå ìå "äîåôò äàçøåï
, ìîä æä äú÷ééí áñï ôøðñéñ÷å áååéðèøìðã, ëùàúí
?þ16 ùðéí
. ùäìä÷ä äåôéòä áå
. ìàøâï àú æä
, ìà ø÷ çáøéí. àðé ìà éåãò . äí äéå éåúø îæä
. úùàì àåúé. úçæåø òì äùàìä . äí ìà äéå ñúí çáøéí-
. çáøéí ùáàå ìåîø ùìåí
? àúä îáéï àåúé . úçñì àú äæáåá äæä
. ìà, äí äéå éåúø îñúí çáøéí àðé îøâéù, ùàåìé äí äéå
. òì äîåæé÷ä ùì ãåø ùìí
. ÷åðöøè. ùæå úäéä çâéâä
? çâéâä ùì äúçìä àå ùì ñåó
. ùì ääúçìä
. àðé îáéï
. òøá èåá
When I get off of this mountain
You know where I wanna go?
Straight down the Mississippi river to the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles, Louisiana
Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by if there's anything she could do
up on Cripple Creek she sends me
if I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Well, now me and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said "I can't take the way he sings but I love to hear him talk"
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world I sure do love to see
That's how that little sweet thing of mine puts her doughnut in my tea
I'm going up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
if I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream, if I ever did see one
There's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold
And this living off of the road is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama
And tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down, I'm sort of tempted
To go and see my Bessie again
I'm going up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
if I spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Oh, no, oooh-oooh-oooh
Yodel yodel yodel oooh-oooh
Oh, no, oooh-oooh-oooh
Yodel yodel yodel oooh-oooh
Oh, no, no, no, no
Yodel yodel yodel oooh-oooh
Oh, no, oooh-oooh-oooh
Yodel yodel yodel oooh-oooh
Yeah, yeah, you know, I sure wish I could yodel, I know
Yodely, yodely, yodely-oh
Yodel yodel yodel oooh-oooh
Oh, no, oooh-oooh-oooh
Yodel yodel yodel oooh
æä äéä îùäå... ìà éãòðå , ìàï àðçðå äåìëéí
ìà éãòðå îä æä. àáì îñéáä . ëìùäé, æä ðøàä øòéåï èåá
, äâòðå ìî÷åí äæä . áôåøú ååøú', è÷ññ
. äåà ðùøó, äåôöõ . àôéìå ââ ìà äéä ùí
."èø÷ìéï ÷å äø÷éò"
, äâòðå ìùí, äúî÷îðå . î÷åí âãåì, òð÷é
. âãåìä. -îîù òúé÷
. åéøãðå ìîèä ìðâï
ðëðñðå, åáî÷åí äòð÷é äæä . äéå áòøê 3 àðùéí á÷äì
. åëîä îìöøéí ùúåééí
. æåâ á÷öä àçã åæåâ á÷öä ùðé . åîéùäå éøä áà÷ãç âæ îãîéò-
÷èèä. ìà äéå ùí . îñôé÷ àðùéí ëãé ìäúøâæ
, ðåãò ìðå, ëòáåø ëîä ùðéí . ùæä äéä îåòãåï ùì â'÷ øåáé
Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Has anybody seen my lady?
This living alone will drive me crazy
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
I just been down by the water
But I ain't gonna jump in, no, no
I'll just be looking for my maker
And I hear that's where she's gone? Oh!
Out of nine lives, I spent seven
Now how in the world do you get to heaven?
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Well, I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse
For the crime of having no dough
Now here I am back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go
Save your neck or save your brother
Looks like it's one or the other
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
, ìôðé 16 ùðéí, ëùäúçìðå
. ùàåìé ùîòúí òìéå
(ääå÷ (ðõ ! øåðé äå÷éðñ
, äåà äú÷ùø àìéé åàîøúé, áèç ? àðé øåöä îùøä. îä æä àåîø
, îä ìòùåú? äåà òðä , åáëï, ìà úøååéç äøáä ëñó"
àáì éäéå ìê éåúø æéåðéí" ". îàùø ìôøð÷ ñéðèøä
. áñãø
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, have you heard?
Baby's gonna buy me a mockingbird
! áéâ èééí, áéì ! áéâ èééí
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire, use a cobra snake for a necktie
Got a brand-new house on the roadside, made from rattlesnake hide
Got a brand-new chimney made on top, made from a human skull
Come on, Robbie, let's take a little walk, tell me who do you love?
Who do you love?
Arlene took me by the hand, says "Who are you, Ricky? I understand"
Who do you love?
Argh!
Arrrgh!
Arrrrrrgh!
Arrggghhh!
Come on, Robbie!
I got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind
I've turned 41, I don't mind dyin'
Who do you love?
I ride around the county and use a rattlesnake whip
Take it easy, Garth, don't you give me no lip
Who do you love?
The night was black and the night was blue
Round the corner an ice wagon flew
Bump was hit and somebody screamed, you shoulda heard just what I seen
Who do you love?
Argh!
Arrrgh!
Arrrrrrgh!
Arrrggghhh!
! úåãä, øåðé ! äðõ-
. îãëà ÷öú
. ìà äéä ìðå ëñó
äëåì. -áùìá îñåéí . ìà äéä ìðå ëñó ìàåëì
, æä äâéò ìîöá ùáå , îàçø ùáàðå î÷ðãä
, òí ëéñéí åëì äùàø
÷èò. -äìëðå . ìîøëæ ÷ðéåú, ëåìðå éçã
àðé ðùàøúé ááéú . ìà ðëåï-
. àðé äùâúé ñéâøéåú
. åäáàúé ìëåìí ñéâøéåú ? àúä æåëø
. äáàú ð÷ðé÷ ? àæ îä ÷øä áîøëåì-
, äìëðå ìîøëåì , ùðééí ÷ðå ùúé ëéëøåú ìçí
. ùàôùø äéä ì÷ðåú
, äùàø äñúåááå áîòáøéí . îîìàéí ëéñéí áð÷ðé÷
, ëùäâéò äæîï ìòæåá
, ìå ùðôâåù àåúå áîëåðéú
. åùäåà éáéà àú äìçí
And it makes no difference where I turn
I can't get over you and the flame still burns
And it makes no difference, night or day
The shadow never seems to fade away
And the sun don't shine any more
And the rains fall down on my door
Well, these old love letters
Well, I just can't keep them
Cos, like the gambler says
Read 'em and weep
And the dawn don't rescue me no more
Without your love I have nothing at all
Like an empty hall, it's a lonely fall
Since you've been gone, it's a losing battle
Stampeding cattle they rattle the walls
And the sun don't shine any more
And the rains fall down on my door
Well, I love you so much
And it's all I can do
Just to keep myself from telling you
That I never felt so alone before
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open eye-
So priketh hem Nature in hir corages;
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially from every shires ende
Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for the seke
That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seeke
! îéé÷ì î÷ìåø
? ëåìëí îëéøéí àú äãå÷èåø ?ã'ø â'åï? î÷ øáðà÷
! ÷ãéîä, î÷
. úåãä ììä÷ä åìëì äáçåøéí ùúééí, ùìåù, àøáò, àçú
Such a night
Sweet confusion
under the moonlight
Such a night
Got to steal away
The time seems right
When your eyes met mine
At a glance
You let me know
This was my chance
You came in with my best friend Jim
See I aim da-da-da to steal you away from him
Oh, baby, if I don't do it, somebody else will
if I don't do it, somebody else will
Such a night
Sweet confusion
under the moonlight
Such a night
Got to steal away
The time seems right
Baby, I couldn't believe my ears
My heart just skipped a little beat
You told me we could slip away
Down the dark end of the street
Baby, you came in with my best friend Jim
See, I aim da-da-da to steal you away from him, baby
if I don't do it, somebody else will
if I don't do it, you know somebody else will
if I don't do it, somebody else will
! äãå÷èåø
. ëåìí îëéøéí àåúå
. àú äáçåø äæä
. ìòùåú àú æä àéúëí
? ìòæàæì. Àúä îúìåöõ
îúçéì, ùæå àçú îäðàåú çéé
. òí äàðùéí äàìä
. äí úôñå àú æä òëùéå, øåáé
There is a town in north Ontario
With dream-comfort memories to spare
In my mind I still need a place to go
All my changes were there
Blue, blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
The big birds flying across the sky
They were throwing shadows on our eyes
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
You make me feel so helpless
Well, baby, can you hear me now?
I can hear you now
The chains are locked and tied across my door
But, baby, baby, sing with me somehow
Blue, blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
The big birds flying across the sky
They're throwing shadows on our eyes
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby, can you hear me now?
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Chains are locked and tied
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby, baby, baby, sing with me somehow
- Helpless, helpless, helpless - With me somehow
Helpless, helpless, helpless
! ðéì éàðâ
, àå àí æä öéøåó î÷øéí
. àáì ðãîä ùæäå æä . æä îä ùäîåôò äàçøåï
.þ16 ùðéí áñéåøéí . äîñôø îúçéì ìäôçéã àåúê
.þ20 ùðä áñéåøéí
. àôéìå ìãåï áæä
Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid
Who suffered so much for what he did
They gave this poor boy his fortune and fame
Since that day he ain't been the same
See the man with the stage fright
Just standing up there to give it all his might
He got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
He wants to start all over again
I've got firewater right on my breath
And the doctor warned me I might catch a death
He said "You can make it in your disguise"
"Just never show the fear in your eyes"
See the man with the stage fright
Just standing up there to give it all his might
He got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
He wants to start all over again
Now when he says that he's afraid
Won't you take him at his word?
And for the price that the poor boy has paid
Well, he gets to sing just like a bird
Oooh oooh oooh-oooh
My brow is sweating and my mouth gets dry
The fancy people go drifting by
Well, the moment of truth is right at hand
Just one more nightmare you can stand
See the man with the stage fright
Just standing up there to give it all his might
And he got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
Well, he wants to start all over again, no, no, no
That's right, make him start
Just let him take it from the top
."äééðå "äðöéí
áñãø. øéçôðå , ìðå åôúàåí, éåí àçã
ì'ðùøéí" äééúä îùîòåú . àçøú ìâîøé
. ëì äôñéëåãìéä äæàú
, øëáú úçúéú îùå÷åìã . îòéìéí îîøùîìå, ùîåú ëàìä
, åòáøðå ìååãñèå÷
,"ëàì "äìä÷ä
,"äåà ëéðä àåúðå "äìä÷ä ,"çáøéí ëéðå àåúðå "äìä÷ä
."äùëðéí ëéðå àåúðå "äìä÷ä
."äúçìðå òí "ä÷ø÷øæ
."ìòöîðå "ääåð÷éæ
. ëåìí äñúééâå îæä
. æä "ñèøééè" îãé
."ìòöîðå "äìä÷ä
I pulled into Nazareth just feeling 'bout half-past dead
Just need to find a place where I can lay my head
"Mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand
"No!' was all he said
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And...
You put the load right on me
I picked up my bag and went looking for a place to hide
When I saw old Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
I said "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown"
She said "I gotta go but my friend can stick around"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And...
You put the load right on me
Go down, Moses, there's nothin that you can say
It's just old Luke and Luke is waiting on the Judgment Day
"Hey, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said "Do me a favour, son"
"Won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company?"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And...
You put the load right on me
Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog
He said "I will fix your rack if you take old Jack, my dog"
I said "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man"
He said "That's OK, boy, won't you feed him whenever you can"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And...
You put the load right on me
Catch a cannonball now to take me on down the line
My bag is sinking low and I do believe that it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
She sent me here with regards for everyone
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me
Oh, Fanny, take a load off Fanny
Ohhh
? òãééï éù ìê øàù ùçåø . æä ðøàä îòðééï-
"úðâï, "ãú îäñåâ äéùï . áùáéì äçáø'ä
Old-time religion, give me that old-time religion
And it's good enough
Well, it's good enough
It was good for Grandpa, good for my grandma
It's good enough
Good enough, good enough now
. æä ìà ëîå ùäéä ôòí
Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train
Till Stoneman's cavalry came and they tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65 we were hungry, just barely alive
By May the tenth Richmond had fell
It's a time I remember oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
When all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went la la-la la la-la laaa
La la-la la la-la la-la laaa
Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
Said "Virgil, quick, come and see there goes Robert E Lee!"
Now I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money's no good
You take what you need and you leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very best
The night they drove old Dixie down
When all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went la la-la la la-la laaa
La la-la la la-la la-la laaa
Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand
He was just 18, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
And I swear by the mud below my feet
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat
The night they drove old Dixie down
When all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went la la-la la la-la laaa
La la-la la la-la la-la laaa
The night they drove old Dixie down, down
The bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went la la-la la la-la laaa
La la-la la la-la la-la laaa
. çìåí ùäúâùí . îãäéí, îôçéã
, ÷ùä ì÷ìåè áôòí äøàùåðä
. ìôðé ùîúàäáéí áæä . àáì æä ÷åøä, áñåôå ùì ãáø
áøç' 42. ùí äîìåï
. ìäéåú áàîöò îðäèï
îä àðçðå éãòðå? éöàðå . îäîìåï àçøé ùðøùîðå
. åçùáðå, ðäãø ìçæåø ìðéå éåø÷ . àåìîåú ÷åìðåò ìðöç
, ëì äðùéí ùîèééìåú áøçåá . æä äéä ðäãø
. ëï, ðéå éåø÷ . ðéå éåø÷-
, æä äéä ÷èò ìîáåâøéí . îðú îáåâøéí
. ëãé ìäéëðñ ìæä
, àúä ðëðñ áôòí äøàùåðä . î÷áì áòéèä áúçú åáåøç
, áøâò ùàúä ðøôà . àúä çåæø åîðñä ùåá
. åàæ àúä îúàäá
, áàîöò äî÷åí äîéúé äæä
èéï ôï àìé. áéøú äôæîåðàåú . ùì äòåìí
. äâãåìéí áéåúø. -ðëåï
. ôæîåðàé øå÷'ðøåì , ãå÷ ôìîàñ, îåøè ùåìîï
. ìéáø åñèåìø, ëåìí äéå àæ . ÷øåì ÷éðâ, ðéì ãééîåðã
òú, æä ìà äéä äåâï
. äàãí áúçúéú äñåìí , àáì äàðùéí äàìä
ùðåú ä-60 , òí ùéðåééí, îäôëä
, îìçîä åäúð÷ùåéåú . åäìê øåç àçø ìâîøé
. ùì àðùéí, àðùéí áøçåá
îñåéîú, æå äééúä . úçéìú äñåó ùì èéï ôï àìé
Dry your eyes
Take your song out
It's a newborn afternoon
And if you can't recall the singer
Can you still recall the tune?
Dry your eyes
And play it slowly
Just like you're marching off to war
Sing it like you always wanted
Like you sung it once before
And from the centre of the circle
To the midst of the waiting crowd
if it ever is forgotten
Sing it long and sing it loud
And come dry your eyes
And he taught us more about living
Than we ever cared to know
And we came to learn the secret
And we never let it go
And it was more than being holy
Though it was less than being free
And if you can't recall the reason
Can you hear the people sing?
Right through the lightning and the thunder
To the dark side of the moon
To that distant falling angel
That descended much too soon
Come dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Take your song out
It's a newborn afternoon
And if you can't recall the singer
You can still recall the tune
Come dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
! ðéì ãééîåðã . úåãä øáä-
, ëùø÷ äúçìúí ìðâï ,"áîñâøú "äìä÷ä
. äúøç÷úí ãé äøáä îôøñåí ? úåëìå ìãáø òì æä ÷öú
. ùìîãðå ìàäåá áååãñèå÷
æä. ìäéåú , îñåâìéí ì÷åùù òöéí
. ìôöåò àú äàöáò áôèéù , äúòñ÷ðå áìú÷ï øùî÷åì
, ìú÷ï ãìú, ãáøéí ëàìä . åìàñåó ùéøéí
. ëùìà äéå äøáä àðùéí áñáéáä
éåúø. åáøâò , ùäâéòå àðùéí, ëîåáï
ìéäðåú. àúä éåãò . îä ÷åøä ëùðäðéí éåúø îãé
ëàï, àðé . ìà éåãò ìîä. àáì àùàì ëòú
? îä òí ðùéí áñéåøéí . àðé àåäá àåúï-
. ùéöàðå ìñéåøé äåôòåú. -æäå
ìà ùàðé ìà àåäá îåæé÷ä, àáì
. ìãáø òì æä éåúø îãé, áåá
àðé îðéç ùìà. àðé îðéç . ùìà. ðåëì ìäîùéê îëàï
. ëàìä, ìãáø òì îùäå àçø
îï ääúçìä, îàæ ùäúçìðå . ìðâï éçã, ëåìðå âãìðå ÷öú
. àæ éù ìé ðùéí, åæä îãäéí . ðëåï. -æä èåá-
. àðé ø÷ øåöä ìñééí áúé÷å
.â'åðé îéèùì
No regrets, coyote
We just come from such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all night in the studios and you're up early on your ranch
You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail while the sun is ascending
And I'll just be getting home with my reel-to-reel
There's no comprehending
Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes
And the lips you can get
And still feel so alone
And still feel related
Like stations in some relay
You're not a hit-and-run driver, no, no
Racing away
You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
We saw a farmhouse burning down
In the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night
And we rolled right past that tragedy
until we pulled in to some roadhouse lights
Where a local band was playing
Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor
The next thing I know
That coyote's at my door
He pins me in the corner and he won't take "No!"
He drags me out on the dance floor and we're dancing close and slow
Now he's got a woman at home
He's got another woman down the hall and he seems to want me anyway
Why do you have to get so drunk and lead me on that way?
You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
I looked a coyote right in the face
On the road to Baljennie, near my old home town
He went running through the whisker wheat
Chasing some prize down
And a hawk was playing with him
Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes
He had those same eyes, just like yours
under your dark glasses
Privately probing the public rooms
And peeking through keyholes in numbered doors
Where the players lick their wounds and take their temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play
No regrets, coyote
I just get off up aways
You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
Coyote's in the coffee shop
He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his fingers while he's watching the waitresses legs
He's too far from the Bay of Fundy
From Appaloosas and eagles and tides
And the air-conditioned cubicles
And the carbon ribbon rides are spelling it out so clear
Either he's gonna have to stand and fight
Or take off out of here
I've tried to run away myself
To run away and wrestle with my ego
And with this flame you put here in this Eskimo
In this hitcher
In this prisoner
Of the fine white lines
Of the white lines
On the free freeway
, òéø äåìãúå ùì ìååï . ìéã îòøá äìðä
, ôòí äééðå ùí îñéáä ëìùäé
, àú àçú äàâãåú ùì äòéø äæàú . ùäééúä ñåðé áåé åéìéàîñåï
ìãòúé, äåà ðâï ääøîåðé÷ä , äèåá áéåúø, æå îôåçéú ôä
. îôåçéú áìåæ, ùùîòúé . äåà äàáà äâãåì ùìä-
, ùì çáøä ùìå, àéùä
. ùäâéùä àåëì åùéëø ãâðéí . áôçéú îù÷ä ãøåîéú-
ùí, åäåà ðéâï ìðå, äùúëøðå
. åðéñéðå ìçùåá àéôä àðçðå . äééðå âîåøéí-
. åäåà éø÷ ìôçéú . çùáúé ùäåà éåø÷ èá÷
.. çùáúé ùäéä ìå îùäå òì äùôä . äåà éø÷ ìôçéú åðéâï
. àðçðå ðòùéðå ùéëåøéí éåúø
. åäáðúé ùæä ãí . äåà äúòééó åäéä ãé ùéëåø
, òùéðå úåëðéåú âãåìåú ìòúéã . ëì îéðé ãáøéí ùðòùä
. äéä àãéø. ìéìä ðäãø
, ÷éáìðå îëúá îäàðùéí ùìå , îäîðäì ùìå
. ùàîø ùäåà äìê ìòåìîå
Train arrive
16 coaches long
Train arrive, yeah
16 coaches long
Well, that long, black train took my baby and gone
Train, train
Rolling round the bend
Train, train
Rolling round the bend
Well, it took my baby away from me again
Heard that whistle blowing, it was the middle of the night
When I got down to the station the train was pulling out of sight
Mystery train
Rolling round the bend
Mystery train
Rolling round the bend
Well, it took my baby
Away from me again
! ôåì áàèøôéìã
, ìéã îîôéñ, àøõ äëåúðä . àøõ äàåøæ
. æä äîåæé÷ä
. ìååï áà îäñáéáä ùí . ÷àøì ôø÷éðñ-
. ÷àøì ôø÷éðñ, áèç
, îàãé ååèøñ . îìê îåæé÷ú ä÷àðèøé
. àìáéñ ôøñìé. â'åðé ÷ù . áå ãéãìé
. æä îùäå ëîå àîöò ä÷àðèøé ,"áìå âøàñ"
, àå îåæé÷ú ÷àðèøé , àí æä áàæåø äæä
, åàí æä îòåøá á÷öá , åàí æä øå÷ã
. ñåâé äîåæé÷ä äàìä
,"÷àðèøé, "áìå âøàñ . îåæé÷ú áìåæ
. ëåø ääéúåê . îåæé÷ä îáãøú-
. àæ àéê æä ð÷øà? -øå÷'ðøåì . øå÷'ðøåì, ëîåáï. áãéå÷-
When I was a young boy
At the age of five
My mother said I would be
The greatest man alive
But now I'm a man
Way past 21
I want you to believe me, woman
I have lots of fun
I'm a man
I spell "M"
"A", chile
"N"
My grandma says I'm grown
No "B"
"O", chile
"Y"
That mean mannish boy
Man
I'm a full-grown man
Man
I'm a natural-born lover's man
Man
I'm a rolling stone
Man
I'm a hoochie-coochie man
Well
Well, well, well
The line I shoot
I will never miss
When I make love to a girl
She can't resist
I think I'll go down
To old Kansas Stew
I'm gonna bring back my second cousin
That little Johnny Congeroo
All you little girls
Sitting out at that line
I can make love to you, girl
In five minutes time
Ain't that a man?
I spell "M"
"A", chile
"N"
That represents man
No "B"
"O", chile
"Y"
That means mannish boy
Man
I'm a full-grown man
Man
I'm a natural-born lover's man
Man
I'm a rolling stone
Man-child
I'm a hoochie-coochie man
Well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well
! àéæä âáø! îàãé ååèøñ
. áâéèøä, àøé÷ ÷ìôèåï
, àçú, ùúééí àçú, ùúééí, ùìåù
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me
Further on up the road
Baby, just you wait and see
You gotta reap just what you sow
That old saying is true
You gotta reap just what you sow
That old saying is true
Just like you mistreat someone
Someone's gonna mistreat you
Further up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me
Further on up the road
Baby, just you wait and see
You been laughing, pretty baby
Someday you're gonna be crying
You been laughing, pretty baby
Someday you're gonna be crying
Further on up the road
You'll find out I wasn't lying
?"àæ øé÷, îä æä "ùðâøéìä . àåìé úòùä ìðå ñéåø ÷èï
?"îä æä "ùðâøéìä . æä îåòãåï-
. åðéâðå, òùéðå ú÷ìéèéí
. îùäå ëîå îùøã, àðé îðéç . àáì ôòí æä äéä áéú áåùú
áéú áåùú? -ðãîä ìé ùàôùø , ìôé äèôèéí, äðéååï
áîñáàä. ùîòúé . ëîä ñéôåøéí îöçé÷éí
? îä ëì äçãøéí äàìä
. ìøåá äãáøéí ùùåîòéí
, æä äéä çãø äùéðä äøàùé . ëòú æä çãø äîåæé÷ä äøàùé
, àðé øåöä ìùàåì àåúê , òúä ëùäîåôò äàçøåï ðâîø
? îä àúä òåùä áøâò æä, øé÷
. òåùä îåæé÷ä
. îðñä ìäòñé÷ àú òöîé
I want to lay down beside you
I want to hold your body close to mine
Like a grape that grows ripe...
. ìàï ùäîåæé÷ä ìå÷çú àåúê . àçøú, ìà úâéò ìîöá ëæä
äîåæé÷ä, äéà ì÷çä . àåúðå ìëì îéðé î÷åîåú
? îåæøéí. -ôéæéú åøåçðéú
. ôéæéú, øåçðéú åôñéëåèéú
. æä ìà úîéã äéä òì äáîä . ìîøåú ùäééúí òì äáîä-
. ìîøåú ùäééðå òì äáîä
She stands on the banks of the mighty Mississippi
Alone in the pale moonlight
Waiting for a man, a riverboat gambler
Said that he'd return tonight
They used to waltz on the banks of the mighty Mississippi
Loving the whole night through
Till the riverboat gambler went off to make a killing
And bring it on back to you
Evangeline, Evangeline
Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
That pulled her man away
Bayou Sam from South Louisiana
Had gambling in his veins
Evangeline from the Maritimes
Was slowly going insane
High on the top of Hickory Hill
She stands in the lightning and thunder
Down on the river the boat was sinking
She watched that Queen go under
Evangeline, Evangeline
Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
That pulled her man away
Evangeline, Evangeline
Curses the soul of the Mississippi Queen
That pulled her man away
âàøú' äéä àçã äîåæé÷àéí . äëé îãäéîéí ùäëøðå àæ
. îëì äàçøéí ùùîòðå
âàøú' éöèøó ììä÷ä
. àåúå îåøä ìîåæé÷ä
, ìà éãòðå ìîä åáîä îãåáø , àáì àîøðå
. áèç, àðçðå îòåðééðéí
þ10 ã' ìùáåò ëì àçã . ìùéòåøé îåæé÷ä
. àæ äééúé áèåç ùæå áãéçä . àáì àæ âéìéúé îîä æä ðáò
, òí ääùëìä äîåæé÷ìéú ùìå
øå÷'ðøåì, æä äéä ëîå . ìäåøéã äëåì ìèîéåï
, äîùôçä, äø÷ò ùìå
. áëê ùäéä îåøä ìîåæé÷ä
éù äù÷ôä ùâ'æ æä øò . ëé äåà ðåáò îàðùéí øòéí
ìîòùä, äëåäðéí äâãåìéí
áøçåá 52 åáøçåáåú ðéå éåø÷
.ä'äéìéðâ" äâãåìä áéåúø
. åúâøåí ìàðùéí ìäøâéù èåá
Boards on the window
Mail by the door
Why would anybody leave so quickly for?
Ophelia
Where have you gone?
The old neighbourhood just ain't the same
Nobody knows just what became
Of Ophelia
Where have you gone?
Was it something that somebody said?
Mama, you know we broke the rules
Was somebody up against the law?
Honey, you know that I'd die for you
They got your number
They're scared and running
But I'm just waiting for the second coming
Of Ophelia
Please darken my door
Was it something that somebody said?
Mama, you know we broke the rules
Was somebody up against the law?
Oh, honey, you know that I'd die for you
Ashes of laughter
The ghost is clear
Why do the best things always disappear?
Like Ophelia
Oh, please, come back home
, îøáéú ääåôòåú äéå áãøëéí , áàåäìéí. Àçú îäï
ôåè" ? îéðñèøìñ" -îä? ååì÷åèñ
ôåè" . îéðñèøìñ". ëï
, ääåôòä äúçéìä , äæîøéí, äðâðéí
. äçì÷éí äùåðéí ùì ääåôòä , åàæ äîðçä éöà ìôðé äñéåí
, åäñáéø ùàçøé äñéåí , àçøé ùäéìãéí éìëå äáéúä
. úäéä îñéáú çöåú . îñéáú... -îñéáú çöåú-
, äùéøéí ðòùå òñéñééí éåúø , äáãéçåú îöçé÷åú éåúø
. åèìèìä ëîä ôòîéí
"äøáä î'äìéëú äáøååæ ùì äøå÷'ðøåì, öòãéí åúðåòåú
. áàå îùí. -ëåìí òùå àú æä , àæ ëùøàå àú àìáéñ ôøñìé
â'øé ìé ìåàéñ, ö'à÷ áøé , àå áå ãéãìé îèìèìéí àú æä
, æä ìà áà îùåí î÷åí . æä ìà áà îäàååéø
, æä äéä äáéãåø äî÷åîé . ùëåìí áàå ìøàåú
, àæ ëùäí çùôå àú æä ìòåìí , æä äéä ëîå îôìöú ùòìúä
. îåæé÷ä âøåèñ÷éú ùùìç äùèï
!â'åï
. ÷ãéîä
And the caravan is on its way
I can hear the merry gypsies play
Mama, Mama, look at Emma Rose
She's a-playing with the radio
La la la-la la-la la
And the caravan is painted red and white
That means everybody's staying overnight
And the barefoot gypsy boy round the campfire sing and play
And a woman tells us of her ways
La la la-la la-la la
Da da da-da da
Turn up your radio
And let me, let me, let me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
Now we can get down to what's really wrong
I long just to hold you in my arms
So that I can, I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night
I shall reveal you
Turn it up
Little bit higher
Radio
Turn it up
That's enough
So you know it's got soul
La la la-la la-la la
Turn up your radio
And let me, let me, let me, let me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
Then we can get down to what's really wrong, really wrong, really wrong
I long just to hold you in my arms
So that I can, I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night
I shall reveal you
Turn it up
Little bit higher
Radio
Turn it up
That's enough
So you know
It's got soul
So you know
So you know it's got
Soul, baby
So you know it's got
Yeah
Zi boo ba boogie, zi boo ba boogie, zi boo ba boogie
So you know it's got soul
So you know it's got nothin but soul
Turn it up now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One more time
Do that one more time
So you know
Do that one more time
One more
Do that one more time
. úåãä
! äé, åàï äåà äâáø
. ìåøðñ ôøìéðâèé
. äáä ðúôìì
. çìåì éäéä ùîê
. àìà àí ëï éùúðå ôðé äãáøéí
. îîìëú äôàä ùìê áàä åäìëä , øöåðê éåôø
. òì äàøõ, îàçø ùàéðä äùîéí
, úï ìðå àú ìçí çå÷ðå äéåí . ìôçåú 3 ôòîéí áéåí
. áúçåí äàäáä
, ëé ìê îîìëú äôàä ! äòöîä åäúäéìä. äå, áï àãí
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
Climb on every rung
And may you stay
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation when the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
Can I come home with you?
Baby, can I come home with you?
Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world
if you'll just let me come home with you
Baby, let me follow you down
Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world
if you'll just let me follow you down
I'll buy you a diamond ring
I'll buy you a wedding gown
Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world
if you'll just let me follow you down
! úåãä
. ùéòæøå ìðå áùéø äæä
They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now
I shall be released
They say every man needs protection
They say that every man must fall
But I swear I see my reflection
Somewhere so high above this wall
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now
I shall be released
Down here in this lonely crowd
There's a man who swears he's not to blame
All day long I hear him shouting loud
Crying out that he been framed
I see my light come shining
From the west down to the east
Any day now
I shall be released
. úåãä, úåãä øáä
, äãøëéí äéå áéú äñôø ùìðå , äòðé÷å ìðå úçåùú äéùøãåú
. ùàðçðå éåãòéí
. ì÷áì îäãøëéí
. ÷éáìðå àú çì÷ðå . àåìé æå ñúí àîåðä èôìä
? àîåðä èôìä, áàéæä îåáï
. àúä éëåì ìäúì áîæì ùìê . äãøëéí ì÷çå äøáä îäâãåìéí
, äð÷ åéìéàîñ, áàãé äåìé , àåèéñ øãéðâ
.â'ðéñ, â'éîé äðãøé÷ñ, àìáéñ
. æå ãøê çééí áìúé àôùøéú
? æä áàîú ëê, ðëåï . àéï ùåí ñô÷-
"äîåôò äàçøåï"
äô÷ú úøâåí åëúåáéåú àåìôðé ð.ì.ñ
äåáà åñåðëøï òì éãé