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I met her in Venezuela
With a basket on her head And if she loved others she didn’t say But I knew she do, to pass away pass away the time in Venezuela Pass away the time in Venezuela I gave her a sash of blue A beautiful sash of blue Because I knew that she could do with all the tricks, I knew she knew To pass away the time in Venezuela To pass away the time in Venezuela And when the wind was out to sea, the wind was out to sea And she was taking leave of me I said sheer up there’ll always be Sailors on shore on leave in Venezuela Sailors on shore on leave in Venezuela Her linger was changed but the thought of her beautiful smile The thought of her beautiful smile Will haunt me and taunt me for many a mile She was my gal and she did the wale To pass a time in Venezuela To pass way the time in Venezuela |
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I peeked in to say goodnight
And I heard my child in prayer "And for me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair Thru the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking I peeked in and on her bed in gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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I say let us put man and a woman together
To find out which one is smarter Some say man but I say no The woman got the man de day should know And not me but the people they say That de man are leading de women astray But I say, that the women of today Smartre than the man in every way That's right de woman is uh smarter That's right de woman is uh smarter That's right de woman is uh smarter, that's right, that's right Ever since the world began Woman was always teaching man And I you listen to my bid attentively I goin' tell you how she smarter than me Samson was the strongest man long ago No one could a beat him, as we all know Until he clash with Deliah on top of the bed She told them all the strength was in the hair of his head You meet a girl at a pretty dance Thinking that you would stand a chance Take her home, thinking she's alone Open de door you find her husband home I was treating a girl independently She was making baby for me When de baby born and I went to see Eyes was blue it was not by me Garden of Eden was very nice Adam never work in Paradise Eve meet snake, Paradise gone She make Adam work from that day on Methuselah spent all his life in tears Lived without a woman for 900 years One day he decided to have some fun The poor man never lived to see 900 and one |
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(spoken spanish at beginning)
Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe But don't let him go Hold 'em Joe, hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe But don't let him go Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe, Spring 'round the corner, hold'em Joe Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe Everybody want water, hold'em Joe Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe We on a journey he don't walk straight And that is because he's so underweight Donkey of mine he don't like weight Put him on a cart he never walk straight Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe, Spring 'round the corner, hold'em Joe Me donkey want water, hold'em Joe Everybody want water, hold'em Joe Fuma la catchimba, hold'em Joe My ole donkey went courtin' one day With a donkey named Melda across the way She was twice his age, he put up a fight Now he's cryin' every night Oh lemme go, darling Melda, You breaking my back bone Lemme go, darling Melda, You breaking my back Some people say that my donkey is bad an' that is because he's from Trinidad Donkey of mine he won't work at all All he want to do is break out him stall |
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When I was a lad of three-foot-three
Certain questions occurred to me, So I asked me father quite seriously To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee. He stammered and he stuttered pathetically And this is what he said to me. He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba and the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round. I went and ask a good friend of mine, Known to the world as Albert Einstein. He said "Son, from the beginning of time and creativity There existed the force of relativity Pi r square and a minus ten means a routine only when The solar system in one light year Make the Hayden planetarium disappear So if Mt Everest doesn't move I am positive that it will prove That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. It was clear as mud but it covered the ground And the confusion made the brain go 'round. I grabbed a boat and went abroad In Baden Baden asked Sigmund Freud He said "Son, from your sad face remove the grouch Put the body down up on the couch I can see from your frustration a neurotic sublimation Hey love and hate is psychosomatic Your Rorsach shows that you're a peri pathetic It all started with a broken sibling In the words of the famous Rudyard Kipling That the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch. Well I traveled far and I traveled wide And I don't even have me self a bride All the great men upon this earth Have confused me since my birth I've been over land and been over sea Trying to find answer 'bout the bird and bee But now that I am ninety three I don't give a darn you see If the woman piaba and the man piaba And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, And the famous grandy scratch scratch |