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If you ever
Plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66It winds from Chicago to LA More than two thousand miles all the way Hey, get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Hey Janis, now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Now you go through St. Louie Joplin, Missouri And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty Now you'll see Amarillo Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff Arizona Don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San BernadinoWon't you get hip to this timely tip When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66Get your kicks on Route six six Get your kicks on Route 66 Get your kicks on Route six sixWhoo whoo ------ |
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Candy
I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet on Candy and Candy's sweet on meShe understands me My understanding Candy And Candy's always handy When I need sympathyYou wish that there were four of her So I could love much more of her She has taken your complete heart Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my Candy And make her mine, all mineCandy I call my sugar Candy Because I'm sweet, so sweet on Candy And Candy's sweet on meYou wish that there were four of him Oh how I could love much more of him He has taken your complete heart You got a sweet tooth for your sweetheartCandy It's gonna be just dandy The day I take my candy Gee how the sun will shineOn the day my Candy On the day my Candy On the day my Candy's mine |
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I still remember the day that we met
Your smile is something I'll never forget And since that day my love grows and grows And that's the way it goesThe way it goes...I spent a lifetime just waiting for you But from now on dear my searching is through For you have made all my dreams come true And that's the way it goesFrom out of nowhere you came into view Now I'm completely in love with you You walked right in, my heart walked out You took its place without doubtOh won't you please open your heart to me For since I've known you, you're all that I see You are the one love that my heart has chosen That's the way it goes - It goes --- |
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To you my very heart and soul
Everyday my very heart Very heart and soul ---- I give to you You never know of giving Until you give yourself I do - To you To you the very life I live I give to you Very life I live My deep devotion My every thought and feeling, too I give, I do All my love, all my life to youI've never known a day of strife Since you entered my life My care and my sorrow had me everyway Before we met, I was tryin' But my livin' felt like dyin' To you I give all of my heart and my very soul The life I'm living Yes, I'm giving everything to you It's true, really true You know that it's true All my love, all my life I live I want to give to you |
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See the white and fluffy clouds
Adore the sun As he shines his light On each and every one Still, those clouds can hide his light Till the day becomes like night So my light heart would darken too If I ever lost youAs the clouds begin to shed Their tears of rain So my aching heart would Shed its tears of pain Till that happy moment when Darkened clouds roll by and then White and fluffy clouds Adore the sun once againCheryl's Solo: When I was young I'd long to touch a cloud On my back on a bed of green I'd contemplate the cloud scene They would form themselves into a lot o' different kinds o' pictures Of the kind that pre-existed in my mind Paintin' the kind o' scene That I never saw on a wide screen Look! Ain't that Moses on the mount! There! Monte Christo an' a gallant count! Four white horses and a coach Proceeding madly to approach the sunlit castle of his majesty the kingIsn't that a flying saucer and a pilgrim out of Chaucer going by? They're all right there in a cloud Standing tall and proud How thrilling to see! A panorama that will never end like the movies do "Cause they're yours alone an' under your direction How'd y'like the movie that was showin' t'day? An' what a cast! An' not only the casting but a story full of glory everlasting the errant, fluffy clouds doing everything they have always done Like adore the sun Come out an' do their thing againStephane Grappelli/Stochelo Rosenberg Solo See the white, fluffy clouds adore the sun As he shines his light on each and every one White and fluffy clouds adore the sun Once again. |
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In ancient times great fear arose
among the inhabitants of Tiahuanacu, the Spaniards were coming into their lands. The Indians retreated to their houses in great fear and closed themselves in total isolation without food or water. They sat down in great sorrow with knees bent and heads bowed (they are called Chullpas) and died. They were buried in this position. Others froze to death in a standing position like stone monoliths (monolitos). The Indians who live there today are very poor - no clothes or food. They seek a better life and move to the cities where they learn to read, write and do any kind of work. They earn money and don't want to return to their homelands.Night calls through the air reaching for its solitude Dusk lures like a lyre beckoning the quietudeIn state of constant commotion full of rage and heartless devotion There's a need that burns within to fly away, just fly awaySoft winds kiss the land silent and in gratitude Children hand in hand comprehend the quietude Through a maze of fear and compulsion There's a race for the power and fortune Still a need within cries out to fly away, just fly awayPeople rush, people flee, they move so fast that they cannot see Work all day, up all night, they push and hide all the joy inside Like a wave that breathes in the ocean and the mountains peak with emotion There's a need that calls within to find a way, just find a wayTime to leave and fly away, to take a leave and castaway To leave the worries and the dismay, it's time to go, it's time to play it's...Time now to fly away, take leave and castaway To fly... The moon it guides my way, winds blow to show the way To fly...Dawn breaks, day descends With a calming attitude Shadows fall and bend Welcome in The Quietude |
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Big blues in the city, trailin' the
main stroll (a kitty) Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's Cafe, it's the mostest hideawayMez muggles "Flip Zooty Flim Plant you now solid, dig you later Slim" First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk Hear the cool, feel the heat of the Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive In the dim you've arrivedCruel lips, whisper baby Pulse of the neon, she's crazy Smokin' eyes, get hazy Like beauty to beast, "You're the most to say the least"(Do you have any) Monk, Cozy, Red, Yank, or Prez? Let's cut some rug gate these skins are a mess First you crawl then you walk, scat then you talk It's nirvana, it's attitude Rhythm of the offbeat of avenuesHelp me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive(Bouyoot Two finger-like lickin'... This cat, is hot friskin'... The jam is on now)First you crawl then you walk (Man she's a blip) Scat then you talk (Ofay plays hip) Comp... Rest... Rhythm of the off beat...(Wacky Interlude)Help me, he blew his wig (Lay it on) He plays gutbucket doghouse dig (Chick is hot) For the hide-beater on the stand (Really gone) Hear that Gabriel's growl Break it up, beat it outThis canary has got a frame (She can chirp) And some high-jiver knows her name (Digs his vine) Cats all friskin' their whiskers...Ow (Jam is on pops) I collar all jive, give me five (Now you dig, alive) So I know you're alive( and fade) |
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5,000 light years from Birdland
But I'm still preachin' the rhythm Long-gone, uptight years from Birdland An' I'm still teachin' it with 'emYears from the land of the Bird An' I am still feelin' the spirit 5,000 light years from Birdland But I know people can hear itBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, then played it Well-stated! Birdland-- it happened down in BirdlandOh!In the middle of that hub I remember one jazz club Where we went to pat feet Down on fifty-secon' streetEverybody heard that word That they named it after BirdWhere the rhythm swooped and swirled The jazz corner of the worldAn' the cats they gigged in there Were beyond compareBirdland - I'm singin' Birdland Birdland - Ol' swingin' BirdlandHey, man, the music really turns you on! Y' turn me on, Really, y' turn me aroun' 'N turn me onDown them stairs, lose them cares - where? Down in Birdland Total swing, bop was king - there Down in Birdland Bird would cook, May would look - where? Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - there Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - where? Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - there Down in Birdland Yeah---There may never be nothin' such as that No Mo' - No Mo' Down in Birdland, that's where it was at I know - I know Back in them days bop was ridin' high Hello! 'n goodbye!How well those cats remember Their first Birdland gig To play in Birdland is an honor we still dig Yeah---that club was like-- In another world, sure enough-- Yeah, baby All o' the cats had the cookin' on People just sat an' they was steady lookin' on Then Bird--he came 'n spread the word-- BirdlandYes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, indeed, he did Yes, he did, Parker played at Birdland Yes, he really did Yes, indeed, he really did Yes, he really did Told the truth down in Birdland Yes, indeed he did, Charlie Parker played in BirdlandYes, indeed, he really did Charlie Parker played in BirdlandBird named it, Bird made it, Bird heard it, Then played it Well-stated! Birdland It happened down in BirdlandEverybody dug that beat Everybody stomped their feet Everybody digs be-bop An' they'll never stopDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah! Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah! Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in Birdland Basie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in BirdlandCannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose them cares - yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in Birdland Miles came through, 'Trane came too - yeah! Down in BirdlandBasie blew, Blakey too - yeah! Down in Birdland Cannonball played that hall - yeah Down in BirdlandDown them stairs, lose y' cares -yeah Down in Birdland Total swing! bop was king - yeah Down in BirdlandBird would cook, May would look - yeah, Down in BirdlandBackground Solo: Come in pairs down them stairs, lose y' cares Them that dares gits it!Pay the gate, don't be late It's a date! - whattay' know If y' dig, then you'll dig, it's a groove Quite a groove, 'cause y' t' move Come in twos, pay your duesWhat can you lose? Just your blues! So lose them!The band swingin' one and all and what a ball! Yeah!Music is good, music is better than good Pretty good Very nice Really very good - things are bein' like they should Very good -- very good -- very goodAll y' gotta do is lend an ear An' listen to it Then y' dig a little sooner than soon You'll be diggin' everything diggin' all the musicWhat a ball!How y' gonna figure out A way t' bring it all about amid a Lot o' other music on the set'n on The scene know what I mean? How y' gonna separate the music from the scene 'Gonna have t' keep the memory clean Y' gonna hear a lotta' sound -- a lotta soun' |
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