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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Whatever the words that you hear,
Somehow the meaning is clear, We're all on the same ship together, moving on, From the first time that life could be heard, To the last sounds of men on this earth, The question is always the same, where are we going, where are we going? Ooh carry on, carry on, There's a silver light beside you, Take the hand that's there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you'll carry on, Carry on, carry on... Love is the daughter of life, comfort to trouble and strife, She's always beside you to help you carry on, Oh they say that the stars in the sky, Are the souls of the people who die, Will we meet them again when we reach our destination? Sratseht rofesruo cates, Nwonknu no it anitsed, Dlroweht gnillacsi esrevinu eht, Ecalp gnitser lanif dnatsal rehs-drawot, Ooh carry on, carry on, There's a silver light beside you, Take the hand that's there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you'll carry on, carry on, Carry on, carry on...ooh carry on... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Whatever the words that you hear,
Somehow the meaning is clear, We`re all on the same ship together, moving on, From the first time that life could be heard, To the last sounds of men on this earth, The question is always the same,where are we going, Where are we going Ooh carry on, carry on, There`s a silver light beside you, Take the hand that`s there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you`ll carry on, Love is the daughter of life, Comfort to trouble and strife, She`s always beside you to help you carry on, Oh they say that the stars in the sky, Are the souls of the people who die, Will we meet them again when we reach our destination (Sratseht rofesruo cates, Nwonknu no it anitsed,dlroweht gnillacsi esrevinu eht,ecalp gnitser lanif dnatsal rehsdrawot) Ooh carry on, carry on, There`s a silver light beside you, Take the hand that`s there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you`ll carry on, carry on, Carry on, carry on Ooh~~ carry on |
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from Chris De Burgh - Quiet Revolution (1999)
She was a girl from a one horse town,
The only place for miles around, Cutting hair in the modern style, Putting in the nine to five, but, every night it was the same old dream, On the cover of a magazine, She, looked good but it could never come true, 'Cos nothing ever happens round here, Nothing ever happens round here; She had a boyfriend in the town, He spent his days just messing around, With stick shifts and steering wheels, Motorbikes and automobiles, And every night it was the same old thing, Meet the boys for a couple of drinks, Shoot pool and talk about girls, And nothing ever happens round here, Nothing ever happens round here; They said nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here, Nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here. One day in a local bar, She heard a movie man was looking for a star, And everybody in the whole damn town, Got the call to come on down, And when she walked into the room, Every heart went BOOM BOOM BOOM, - Who's that girl? She's exactly what were looking for, But nothing ever happens round here, Nothing ever happens round here; They said nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here, Nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here; And so she took a screen test, No doubt that she was the best, The camera fell in love with her, Before she knew it she was on the way to make that dream come true; Now she's living in Hollywood, And everything is looking good, She thinks about the folks back home, And her boyfriend all alone, but; Every night it's still the same old thing, Meet the boys for a couple of drinks, Shoot pool and talk about girls, And nothing ever happens round here, Nothing ever happens round here, They said nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here, Nothing, no nothing, Nothing ever happens round here; |
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from Chris De Burgh - Quiet Revolution (1999)
A woman's heart is filled with passion,
A woman's heart is filled with lust, If you don't believe that these things happen, Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make; A woman's night is filled with dreaming, Of the perfect man who may not be you, If we don't see what she's been missing, Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make, She wants to get near to you, Don't turn her away, She wants to get through to you, She wants to say; Give me your night, And I will show you my passion, Give me your lust, And I will drink you dry, Give me your dreams, And I will show you a lover, Give me your heart, and I will hold you close, And I will love you till the day I die. A woman's day is filled with longing, For a little romance and company, If we don't look or just don't listen, Could be the biggest mistake that a man can make; A woman's heart is yours forever, She will be true, to the one in her life, If we don't give her love and affection, Could be the biggest mistake, that a man can make. She wants to get near to you, Don't turn her away, She want's to get through to you, She want's you to say; Give me your night, And I will show you my passion, Give me your lust, And I will drink you dry.... Give me your dreams, And I will show you a lover, Give me your heart, and I will hold you close, And I will love you till the day I die. She wants to get near to you, Don't turn her away, She want's to get through to you, She want's you to say, Give me your night And I will show you my passion, Give me your lust, And I will drink you dry.... Give me your dreams, And I will show you a lover, Give me your heart, and I will hold you close, And I will love you till the day I die. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Quiet Revolution (1999)
In the last moments of the dawn,
Before the day begins, before we say goodnight, Hold me now, kiss me now, My hands are shaking, and my heart is aching, At the thought of making love with you, Tonight, I would never dream that I would fall in love, And it would be with you, We're out at sea, just you and me, Now the wind is blowing, and my passion is growing, And your eyes are glowing with the light of love; There is no explanation why it should be this way, For you and me, must be destiny, And from a new horizon, you came right out of the blue; With the last moments of the dawn, Could be the first day of my life with you; Hold me now, kiss me again, 'Cos my hands are shaking, and my heart is aching, As the dream of making love with you Comes true........... In the last moments of the dawn, the last moments of the dawn.... |
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from I Write The Songs: 36 Singer Songwriters Performing... (2005)
A spaceman came travelling on his ship from afar,
'Twas light years of time since his mission did start, And over a village he halted his craft, And it hung in the sky like a star, just like a star... He followed a light and came down to a shed, Where a mother and child were lying there on a bed, A bright light of silver shone round his head, And he had the face of an angle, and they were afraid... Then the stranger spoke, he said "Do not fear, I come from a planet a long way from here, And I bring a message for mankind to hear," And suddenly the sweetest music filled the air... And it went La La... Peace and goodwill to all men, and love for the child... This lovely music went trembling through the ground, And many were wakened on hearing that sound, And travellers on the road, the village they found, By the light of that ship in the sky, which shone all round... And just before dawn at the paling of the sky, The stranger returned and said "Now I must fly, When two thousand years of your time has gone by, This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry..." And it went La La ... This song will begin once again To a baby's cry... And it goes La La... Peace and goodwill to all men, and Love for the child... Oh the whole world is waiting, waiting to hear the song again, There are thousands standing on the edge of the world, And a star is moving somewhere, the time is nearly here, This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
This is instrumental. It has no lyrics, only a voice at the end that sings: "All I know,she's the one.Thnk of me when winter comes."
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
I feel the wind blowing through my doorway,
It's telling me that the summer's gone, And the winter waits in shadow, waiting with the storm; I am old and my bones are weary, And my son he is all I have, But he has gone to fight for freedom, leaving with my heart; All my life I have loved this land, worked it with my hands, But can this freedom send the rain when seed is in the ground, Can this freedom heal the pain and bring my boy back to me again? Oh oh oh.... I watched them sail from the rocks below me, 'Twas like the sea in its endless rage, Many fall on the road to freedom, dying on the stones; All my life I have loved this land, worked it with my hands, But can your freedom send the rain when seed is in the ground, Can your freedom heal the pain and bring my boy back to me again? Oh oh oh.... Late last night, as the world was sleeping, I dreamed my boy, He was calling out, 'cos he was lost in some dark forest, and Snow was falling down, falling on the ground......ooh..... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Snow is falling, snow is falling on the ground,
In the forest, in the forest there's no sound; A shallow grave is where we lie, The boys and men who died, And snow is falling on the ground, And we are calling to be found; And the seasons, and the seasons come and go, In the springtime, birds will sing and flowers grow, At summer's end, the autumn breeze, Will whisper through the trees, And leaves are falling on the ground, And we are calling to be found; And in our homes, so many tears, They don't know where we have gone, And snow is falling on the ground, And we are calling to be found, We are calling to be found...... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
There are those who think that love comes with a lifetime guarantee,
But we know from those around us, that this may not always be, It's the simple things that come between a father and a son, But when they try to talk, the knives are out before they have begun; Well that was me, and I have seen the light that shines for eternity, Because I learned to say the words "I love you;" So many hearts have been broken by the lies of history, And so many arms are still open for that final mystery; We must show respect for all the rest, and what a man believes, And the one who died upon the cross, well he is the one for me, And he said "Come with me and you will see the light that shines For eternity, be strong and learn to say the words "I love you;" And this endless road that we are on just keeps on going round, But there's one destination that always is here to be found; So come with me, and you will see the light that shines for eternity, Be strong and learn to say the words "I love you," Be strong and learn to say the words "I love you," the words "I love you," The words "I love you," the words "I love you." |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
I heard a voice so pure and easy, a songbird singing for me,
I had no choice, only to listen, and surrender to her world; And she will fly over the rainbow, She will walk in fields of gold, And when she sings from the high walls of Heaven, Will the angels cry like me? At first alone, then with hundreds around me, Enchanted by her song, But as the day is done, and the darkness is falling, The songbird sings no more; And now she flies over the rainbow, And she walks in fields of gold, And when she sings from the high walls of Heaven, Will the angels cry like me? And when she sings from the high walls of Heaven, Will the angels cry like me, will the angels cry like me? |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
It's five past dreams, I should be home asleep,
But I just want to keep this moment alive, it's just you and I, And I can't deny that I've had too much to drink tonight, But everybody's gone, and we're still going strong, Thinking of bed, dancing instead, you're lovely in red; And we are moving cheek to cheek, and I know that I'm with The only one who makes it right, it's in your eyes, and your smile, And the way you look tonight; It's five past dreams, the world is waking up, just like I should Have done a long time ago, maybe I'm slow, I just didn't know, That the saviour of my heart is right here, in my arms, you are The one who makes it right with your eyes, and your smile, And the way you look tonight; And I know that I'm with the only one who makes it right, It's in your eyes, and your smile, and the way you look tonight; With your eyes, and the way you look tonight. |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
I don't know where the time has gone, suddenly here we are alone,
Only a word before you go, everyone's waiting; So many friends to say goodbye, so many tears they'll have to cry, So many wings to help you fly where you are going; And now a plane must take away my child that life has found, And you will be up in the sky, and I'll be on the ground, Sending my love with you tonight; I will be waiting, I will be waiting, here for you, here for you; I don't know where the years have gone, Suddenly here, and you have grown, It was like only yesterday when you were so young; But here is the day we had to see, always the same eternally, This is the way that it must be, now it is your world; And so a plane must take away my child that time has found, And you will be up in the sky, and I'll be on the ground, Sending my dreams with you tonight; I will be waiting.....I'm trying not to show, But seeing you go, is the hardest thing that I have known; I will be waiting, don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright * I will be waiting, don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright, Here for you, here for you, I don't know where the years have gone..... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Una mesa para dos, vino tinto de la casa,
Esta noche vaya con amor! This is the place to be on a night like this, The moon is shining on the silver sea where lovers kiss, So many times it was you and me, oh it's good to be here again, It brings back the memories of what you mean to me; This is the way to be on a night so fine, Everybody's on the walking street, with Spanish wine, And then we call into that little place where we had Those long romantic nights, and drink to the memories, And what you mean to me; And it has been such a long old road to where we are today, And just like all the rest there is a price we must pay, But we've been through all the bad times, and we've seen off All the sad times, and here we are, stronger than yesterday; So let's go back to our favourite place, For another long romantic night, And drink to these memories, and what you mean to me; Mas la Plana de Barcelona, Y Rioja, Vega Sicilia, Dos botellas - por favor! So here we are in that little place for another long romantic night, Let's drink to memories, and what you mean to me; Here's to the memories, and what you mean to me. Una mesa para dos, Y Rioja, Vega Sicilia, Dos botellas, vaya con amor! |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will tell,
How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong Must fall apart; She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line, He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love; Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, There the blood will run; Oh my heart, oh my heart; Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions That true love can bring; But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away, And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our Queen; Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, There the blood will run; Oh my heart, oh my heart; To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side, When they heard the church bells ring, she was Queen And one day, he'd be King; But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came, "A foreign prince will have your hand, for he'll bring peace And riches to our land;" She said, "Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love? Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?" And so with heavy weight of life she kissed her lover one last time, "This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I cannot have you, I'll have none;" Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is, There the blood will run; Oh my heart, oh my heart. |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Go with love upon your journey, go with wonder in your heart,
May the light be there to guide you through the terrors of the dark, You have always been a good friend, but I won't know when you Have arrived, and I wish that I could see you one more time; There's a rainbow on the water, there's an eagle in the sky, Can you hear me up where you are, can you see me when I cry? You have left so much behind you, all the love you have given life, And I wish that I could hold you one more time; And they are always here beside us in a parallel point of view, And still they call, the ones who've gone before, Will you take me by the hand when I come through? You have left so much behind you, all the love you have given life, And I wish that I could hold you one more time; Yes they are always here beside us, in a parallel point of view, I hear them call, the ones who've gone before, Will you bring me to the light when I come through ? Go with love upon your journey, go with wonder in your heart, May there be someone beside you, who can hold you in the dark, When you get down to the river, don't pay him till the other side, And I wish that I could see you one more time, how I wish that I Could see you one more time. Go with love upon your journey. |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Chris De Burgh - Read My Name
For every child that has been born There is a chance to shine, And everyone can have a dream Until the end of time, So live for every moment As the world keeps turning round, And lift your hands up to the sky And say it loud and proud, "I have been here, Read my name, Read my name! " For every child that has been born There is a chance in life, To try it all and be someone With what we have inside, So don't give up and don't give in, Just give it all instead, And raise your voice above the crowd And let them know You've said "I have been here, Read my name, Read my name; With all I've got I've taken part, I've made a difference to the world, I have been here Just read my name!" Endlessly amazing and inventive that we are, We dive the deepest oceans and We reach out for the stars, And one day there will be a man Across the universe, Who'll say "I come from Planet Earth" and these will be his words; "I have been here, Read my name, Read my name; With all I've got I've taken part, I've made a difference to the world, I have been here, Just read my name !" And when the darkness has to fall And comes the end of days, Then lift your hands up to the sky And say it once again..... "I have been here and I have taken part, I've made a difference to the world I have been here, Just read my name!" "I have been here... Just read my name. I've taken part..... Reach for the stars, Across the universe... We come from Planet Earth." |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Road To Freedom (2004)
Kiss me from a distance,
Hold me in your arms, Tell me that you love me, Whisper in the dark The words I long to hear When you are lying in your bed And though you're far away You will be with me here instead. When I hold you in my dreams tonight, when I hold you in my dreams tonight. Kiss me from a distance, Listen to my voice, Soon I will be with you, Standing at your door. The moon and my imagination Shimmer in your head, Your arms are reaching up for me, I slip into your bed. When I hold you in my dreams tonight, when I hold you in my dreams tonight. The moon and my imagination Shimmer in your head, Your lips are reaching up for me, I slip into your bed. When I hold you in my dreams tonight, when I hold you in my dreams tonight. When I hold you in my dreams tonight, when I hold you in my dreams tonight. Kiss me from a distance, (in my dreams tonight), Kiss me from a distance, (in my dreams tonight), Kiss me from a distance, (in my dreams tonight). |
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from Diamonds: Love Songs Are Forever (2006)
to moon6pence from shootingstar
I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight I've never seen you shine so bright I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance They're looking for a little romance given half a chance And I've never seen that dress you're wearing Or that highlights in your hair that catch your eyes I have been blind CHORUS The lady in red is dancing with me Cheek to cheek There's nobody here It's just you and me It's where I wanna be But I hardly know this beauty by my side I'll never forget the way you look tonight I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling of complete And utter love, as I do tonight CHORUS I never will forget the way you look tonight The lady in red My lady in red 빨간 옷을 입은 여인 그대가 오늘밤처럼 이렇게 사랑스러워 보인적이 없었어요 결코 당신이 그렇게 환해보인적이 없었어요 이렇게 많은 남자들이 그대와 함께 춤을 추고싶어하는 것을 본적이 없었어요 가능성은 별로 없어보여도 그들은 약간의 로맨스를 원한 것 같군요 그대가 입을 그 멋진 드레스를 본적이 없었어요 그대 눈을 황홀하게 빛내는 그대 머리카락도 나는 눈이 멀어있었어요 빨간옷을 입을 여인은 나와 같이 춤을 추고 있어요 서로 뺨을 맞대고 주위엔 아무도 없답니다 오직 그대와 나뿐 내가 원하던 곳이지요 그러나 난 내곁에 있는 이 아름다운 여인을 알지 못하죠 난 오늘밤 그대의 아름다운 모습을 결코 잊을 수 없어요 그대 오늘밤처럼 그렇게 멋있게 보인적이 없어요 그대 이렇게 화사하게 빛나보인적이 없었어요 그렇게 많은 남자들이 그대곁에 있고 싶어하는 것을 본적이 없었어요 그대 고개돌려 내게 미소지을 때 난 숨을 쉴 수가 없었지요 난 그렇게 완벽한 기분을 느낀 적이 없었어요 순전한 사랑을,,오늘밤처럼, 난 오늘밤 당신 모습을 잊을 수 없어요 빨간 옷을 입은 여인 빨간옷의 나의 여인이여 |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
There's a Spanish train that runs between
Quadalquivir and old Saville, And at dead of night the whistle blows, And people hear she's running still... And then they hush their children back to sleep, Lock the doors, upstairs they creep, For it is said that the souls of the dead Fill that train ten thousand deep!! Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side, His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died, But above his head just a-waiting for the dead, Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye, Well God's not around and look what I've found, this one's mine!! Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light, And shouted at the devil, Get thee hence to endless night!! But the Devil just grinned and said I may have sinned, But there's no need to push me around, I got him first so you can do your worst, He's going underground!! But I think I'll give you one more chance Said the Devil with a smile, So throw away that stupid lance, It's really not your style, Joker is the name, Poker is the game, We'll play right here on this bed, And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet, The souls of the dead!! And I said Look out, Lord, he's going to win, The sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line, Oh Lord, he's going to win!.. Well the railwayman he cut the cards and he dealt them each a hand of five And for the Lord he was praying hard Or that train he'd have to drive... Well the Devil he had three aces and a king, And the Lord, he was running for a straight, He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of spades, All he needed was the eight... And then the Lord he called for one more card, But he drew the diamond eight, And the Devil said to the son of God, I believe you've got it straight, So deal me one for the time has come To see who'll be the king of this place, But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak, He slipped another ace... Ten thousand souls was the opening bid, And it soon went up to fifty-nine, But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did, and he said "that suits me fine, I'll raise you high to hundred and five, And forever put an end to your sin, But the Devil let out a mighty shout, My hand wins!! And I said Lord, oh Lord, you let him win, The sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line, Oh Lord, don't let him win... Well that Spanish train still runs between, Quadalquivir and old Saville, And at dead of night the whistle blows, And people hear she's running still... And far away in some recess The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess, The Devil still cheats and wins more souls, And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best... And I said Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win, The Sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line, Oh Lord, you've got to win... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
The cold north wind they call "La Bise"
Is swirling round about my knees, Trees are crying leaves into the river; I'm huddled in this french cafe I never thought I'd see the day, But winter's here and summer's really over, Even the birds have packed up and gone, They're flying south with their song, And my love, she too has gone, she had to fly, Take care, it's such a lonely sky, They'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight, They'll build a cage and steal your only sky, Fly away, fly to me, fly when the wind is high, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky... The old cathedral lights are low She and I we'd often go there To admire and sometimes kneel in prayer; Lords and ladies lie in stone, Hand in hand from long ago, And though their hands are cold they'll love forever, Even the choir rehearses those songs For Christmas is not long, And alone, I sing my song, she had to fly, Out there it's such a lonely sky, They'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight, They'll build a cage and steal your only sky, Fly away, fly to me, fly when the wind is high, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky, Fly away, fly to me, and if you need my love, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky... I'll come in with the dawn, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky, On the wings of the morn, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky, Above the world we'll be flying, I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky... And though their hands are cold they'll love forever |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
Hello darling, this is the army,
I've just got the time to write, Today we attach, there's no turning back, the boys they're all ready for the fight. Yes, I'm well but this place is like hell, they call it Passchendaele, In nineteen seventeen the war must be ending, the General said this attach will not fail; So I'm writing down this little melody When you play it my love, think of me... We'll be together in this song for you, And it goes Lalala...sing it darling...Lalala... They got old Bill and the Sergeant is still out there Wounded in some shellhole, They say this war will end all wars, Oh God I really hope it will, Oh how's old England, are they still singing those songs that we loved to sing, When all this is over, we'll go sailing in Dover, catching fish like we used to with a string, Oh I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so, If they get me my love you will know... We'll always be together in this song for you... And it goes Lalala...I have to go now... take care of yourself my love. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
Dennis is a menace
With his "Anyone for tennis?" And he'd beseech me to come keep the score. And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored" I really can't stand it anymore... I'm going...out to dinner, With a gorgeous singer, To a little place I know, Down by the key. Her name is Patricia, She calls herself Delicia And the reason isn't Very hard to see. She said, God made her a sinner Just to keep those fat men thinner As they tumble down in heaps Before her feet. They hang around in groups Like battle weary troops, One can often see the Queue right down the street. Because Patricia Or Delicia Not only is a singer She also removes all her clothing For Patricia, Is the best stripper in town... And with a swing of her hips, She started to strip To tremendous applause She took of her drawers And with a lick of her lips She undid all her clips, Threw it all in the air And everyone stared And as the last piece of clothing Fell to the floor, The police were banging on the door On a Saturday night, In 1924 Take it away boys... Well, Patricia was arrested And everyone detested, The terrible manner in which she was exposed Later on in court where everybody thought A summer's run in jail would be proposed.. But the judge said, "Patricia, Or may I say Delicia, The facts of this case lie before me (knock, knock, knock) Case dismissed... This girl was in her working clothes... And with a swing of her hips, She started to strip To tremendous applause She took off her drawers And with a lick of her lips She undid all her clips, Threw it all in the air And everyone stared And as the last piece of clothing Fell to the floor, The police were yelling out for more (more) On a Saturday night In 1924 |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
A spaceman came travelling on his ship from afar,
'Twas light years of time since his mission did start, And over a village he halted his craft, And it hung in the sky like a star, just like a star... He followed a light and came down to a shed, Where a mother and child were lying there on a bed, A bright light of silver shone round his head, And he had the face of an angle, and they were afraid... Then the stranger spoke, he said "Do not fear, I come from a planet a long way from here, And I bring a message for mankind to hear," And suddenly the sweetest music filled the air... And it went La La... Peace and goodwill to all men, and love for the child... This lovely music went trembling through the ground, And many were wakened on hearing that sound, And travellers on the road, the village they found, By the light of that ship in the sky, which shone all round... And just before dawn at the paling of the sky, The stranger returned and said "Now I must fly, When two thousand years of your time has gone by, This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry..." And it went La La ... This song will begin once again To a baby's cry... And it goes La La... Peace and goodwill to all men, and Love for the child... Oh the whole world is waiting, waiting to hear the song again, There are thousands standing on the edge of the world, And a star is moving somewhere, the time is nearly here, This song will begin once again, to a baby's cry... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
I left my home by the ocean,
I left my love by the sea, Dreaming I could sing my songs in the city... I thought the streets of London Would be paved with gold, But the only gold was in the setting sun, And these city nights are so cold. And you know that feeling when you've been too long, And you wanna go home and it's so strong, I'm going home, I'm going home, Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling And I must get on the road, You'll be alone, you'll be alone, But if you're crying to the rhythm of the falling rain, It's alright, I'm on my way, I'm going home, I'm going home, yea... Jilly she's got a smile in her eye, And a bed just right for two, Silly how much I love her, but I do, Sunny days will be here again, She whispered in my ear, Oh Lord it's funny how much I've missed the country rain, That's a sound I love to hear... And I know that feeling and I've been too long, And I wanna go home and it's so strong, I'm going home, I'm going home, Oh the leaves are falling and the wind is calling And I must get on the road, You'll be alone, you'll be alone, But if you're crying to the rhythm of the falling rain, It's alright, I'm on the way, I'm going home, I'm going home, yea... Oh hold on darling, I'm going home, I'm on the way, I'm going home, I'm going home, Hold on darling... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
I'd like you to meet my last queen,
over there large as life She's been hanging there for almost a week, my poor late wife; What do think of the colour of her skin, it has the bloom of the rose, You see she begged me to bring a certain painter in, and for that picture in her bedroom she would pose; Well after a while he was driving me mad, as you could well understand, Sitting in there, day after day, with my wife in the palm of his hand... It was - "Madam please do this and Madam please do that", You've never heard such display, But he didn't mind he was taking his time, it was me that had to pay, "Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods, you understand it's the light", And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they, came back in the middle of the night, and I swear I'll take care of the painter, Oh the painter... Well as you can see it was hard for me, but something has to be done, She only has eyes for him and his lies, and as for me, not a glance, not a single one; My orders were severe and she disappeared, it really was such a shame, And when they told me she was dead I broke down and said, "It's that painter, it's him, he's to blame." With his "Madam please do this and Madam please do that", You've never heard such display, But he didn't mind he was taking his time, it was me that had to pay, "Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods, you understand it's the light", And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they came back in the middle of the night, And I hope it's the rope for the painter, When he's found, it's hellbound for the painter, I'll get that painter... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
Old friend, so you're in trouble again, you ask me today,
To try and find a little time, and maybe buy a glass of wine, Old friend, I'm coming through... Old friend, Yes I remember you, always a smile on your face, Oh memory from years before, an old man and a little boy, Old friend, I remember you... You used to take me fishing down by the wishing well, One day you threw a wish in, and we listened while it fell, And you made a wish... "When the years are heavy, and my heart is growing cold, Well I wish when the evening comes that there'll always be...Some old friend who'll miss me too..." Well I do, so old friend I'm coming through... Yes, for you I'll always find the time, we will have a bottle of wine, old friend, I'm here by your side, Oh, to the very end, Old friend...I miss you too...My dear old friend... Old friend...Old friend... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
A great lord came walking through the forest
one morning with a weapon in his hand; Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing, but killing was his plan; When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky, Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone; Cursing his fortune, he turned to the forest to kill once again, And standing before him was a lovely young woman with her hand hung in pain, When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire, He said "I must have her, she must be mine, She will be mine..." He offered her silver, he offered her gold, but she threw it on the ground, He fell to his knees and he begged her, "Oh please come with me, what you wish will be found;" she said, "Sire, I'll go if you'll put up your bow, and spare these creatures, leave them in peace, You have no need..." But her words were lost in the wind His eyes were fixed on a queen And all he saw was a woman And all she was, was a dream... Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was, Was a dream... He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her to his castle he did ride; in the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower and he threw her deep inside; then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry, brought thunder and lightning, rain falling down, Tears on the ground... All through the days on her face he would gaze, for she was lovely as the spring; no words would she speaketh but "Leave them in peace", and some sad lament she would sing, Oh one day by the door, through the window he saw A single white feather lying on the floor. She was there no more... Now that great lord is dying, his cold heart is crying for the love of a girl; for many an hour he has wept on the Tower for she meant more than the world; and once in the sky, a white bird flew by, he lifted his hands, he cried out in pain "Come back again..." But his words were lost in the wind, His castle was built upon sand, All he has is THE MEMORY, And all he yearns is her hand... Ah ah..All he has IS THIS memory, And all he yearns is her hand. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Spanish Train And Other Stories (1985)
He was but a traveller on the lonely road of life
She, her name was Mary, A lady of the night She found him lying in that road, on a winter's night so cold, Just another poor boy, treat him right She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat She knew that he was weary an he had no place to sleep She took him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head And washed away the world from his hands and his knees He was just another poor boy, Just another poor boy When he cried out in his sleep she held him tight Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy And she gave him love and comfort throught the night Till the morning light .. At night she sat beside him, by the fire they would talk He said all men were brothers and that love could conquer all Many gathered round to hear, many for his life did fear In troubled times like these men seldom talk Oh they came for him one morning at the breaking of the day She woke to to hear him calling as they carried him away Accusing him of spreading lies and hate, His public meetings were a danger to the state Some soldier said " Who was he anyway ??" Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy And the tears were falling from her face like rain Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy And they hung him on a hillside far away And on the ground she lay ...Poor boy... Oh, my Lord... Oh my Lord ... Oh my Lord... Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy, And the tears were falling from her face like rain Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy And the hung him on a hillside far away, just another poor boy Just another poor boy, Just another poor boy And she'd never dreamed she'd see his face again .. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Somewhere,
A lonely girl lies weeping. A lonely man tries sleeping, But he's getting nowhere. Sometime, It may be close to morning. She thought she heard him calling, But there's nobody there. And somehow, somehow, He knows he's got to try To hold on. Somewhere she's crying for him. Hold on. Someday her smile will call him. Hold on. There's someone out there trying for him. Somehow, Sometime, Somewhere. Somewhere, Again she sleeps alone. He is reaching for the phone But he's calling no one. Oh sometime, She's dreaming of her lover. It really can't be over We've only just begun. And somehow, somehow, I know i've go to try To hold on. Somewhere she's crying for me. Hold on. Someday her smile will call me. Hold on. There's someone out there trying for me. Somehow, Sometime, Somewhere. Hold on. Hold on. Somehow, Sometime, Somewhere. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fear,
You can't lose control now, the price is too dear; But love, I have heard you crying in the dark, And the tears on your pillow came bleeding, weeping from your heart; Oh Sinner, you're losing all that you had, Your day is in pieces, your night has gone mad, And love cannot touch you, the search has no end, And the one you've forgotten was really your only friend... Then your soul flies to Heaven You reach out for me But the door will not open, You've thrown away the key; No the door will not open, You've thrown away the key... Oh Stranger beware the life that you lead, Is filled with the warnings you can or will not read; Your castle has fallen, it lies in the sand, I heard your voice calling, I thought I felt the brush of your hand... Oh Gambler remember the love that you lend, Will never come back for the game has no ending; The smiler is calling, your turn for the deal, And the aces keep falling with every spin of the wheel; Then you gather your winnings, You're ready to leave, But the door will not open, You've thrown away the key Oh there's no point in staying, So don't wait to see, For the door will not open, You've thrown away the key. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
When the angry sky, opens up its mouth,
And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south; Close your windows and close all your doors, And pray for those men who fall upon rocky shores. And when the hungry road, points its finger at your heart, And says "Stranger follow me, I will show you where to start;" Well don't make a move, to the left or the right, or them Hounds are gonna get you, send you running, screaming through The stormy night. And one windy night, a flickering light, caught the eye of A passing angel as she was in flight; she came to the Door, and there she saw a young soldier crying, as he Lay dying from a wound of war. Then the angel of the Lord, took the form of a girl, And knelt by the boy and said "I will help you to that other world Oh rest your weary soul, lay your head upon my shoulder, Press your trembling hand in mine until this night is over, For that Devil wants you, but you are a soldier, and with a Friend by your side there's no need to hide until the fight is over..." Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night. So if you need help, on a windy night, be sure to leave a Candle burning so a friend can see the light; there may be a Stranger come looking for you, and it may be an angel of the Lord come to bring you better news; On a windy night... Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night... Oh hear me, hear me Lord, oh Lord on my windy night... Oh Hear me Lord, oh Lord on my windy night. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night?
Did you meet a nice woman, did she make you feel alright? I heard you came in from the country, looking for a good time. You walked round the hot spots, and you met some good friends of mine. Oh Mojo, come here, give my friend a glass of wine, strange flavour, That's right, it's a new recipe of mine- c'mon. Pull up a chair, I want you to hear, Have no fear and I'll tell you what goes on here. I pick people up off the roadside, and lift them high in the sky, There's no sense in walking on the wrong side, you gotta live before you die Anything that takes your fancy, you can have for free, Wine, women and dancing, but you've got to sell your soul to me, 'Cos once you are in, you'll never get out from Sin City, Sin City. Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night? Did you get the best deal from your body, did she make you feel alright? Well she did 'cos she's my friend... I pick people up off the roadside, and lift them high in the sky, There's no sense in walking on the wrong side, you gotta live before you die Anything that takes your fancy, you can have for free, Wine, women and dancing, but you've got to sell your soul to me, 'Cos once you are in, you'll never get out from Sin City, Sin City. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
A new moon is laughing up there in the sky, but
My love is crying and I'll tell you why... Crisis and confusion when she came along Followed by delusion when I found out that I was wrong She said "Baby, we're cruising along on the crest of a wave," And I said "Maybe, but baby I'm losing, and the only wave is goodbye..." 'Cos just when I'm starting to burn with desire My blood's getting hot and the flame's rising higher, She says "Goodnight"... And leaves me on fire, and I'm so sorry my love, I gotta say goodbye, ooh, ooh, A new moon, a new tune, another song is coming soon, New moon, new day, another love is coming my way, She took my heart, and without a word she tore it apart, ooh New moon, so bright, shine your light on me for the rest of the night... Scenes of soft seduction, spinning through my head, Watching her deduction as I lay grinning on my bed, She said "Honey, it's so moving, I can almost see our wedding day," And I said "Funny, you'd better start grooving honey or the only move is away"... And then she turned with that look in her eye And I know that bad weather'll be here by and by And sure enough, she started to cry, and I'm so sorry my love, I really gotta fly, ooh, ooh... A new moon, a new tune, another song is coming soon, New moon, new day, another love is coming my way, She took my heart, and without a word she tore it apart, ooh New moon, so bright ooh shine your light on me for the rest of the night... New moon, new moon... oh, oh, new moon Bye, bye, bye, new moon, bye, bye, new moon |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Pass me the bottle, pass me the wine,
Open your throttle, and I'll drive you right out of your mind Watching the waves, watching the sky, I'm just a sitting down here by the riverside, Watching the world going by... She said that she loved me and always be true, But she was high above me, there's only one thing to do, Bye baby baby bye bye little darling, and now she's flying blue, And I'm sitting down here by the riverside, Watching the world passing through... Oh yea yea yea Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay.. Do you want to meet my sister, she's good for a drink or two At forty-five smiles to the gallon she can watch the world floating through Throw away your city clothes, throw away your suit, Bring out your city rose, bring the dogs and the cats in the boot, yea yea yea You don't need no shoes, you won't feel the blues, When you're sitting down here by the riverside Watching the world passing through... Oh Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay... Roll one for me brother, eighteen inches long, And we can lay down here by the riverside Smoking and singing this song... oh yea Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay... Sitting down here by the riverside Watching the world going by... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
There was a lonesome cowboy, who rode his horse all day,
At night he slept in the moonlight, till he heard that midnight train... And then that lonesome cowboy, looked up at the stars in the sky, "I will leave my land and my horses, on that midnight train I will ride, To the city, far across the plains, To that city, on that midnight train, here it comes, Choo choo choo... on that midnight train" And then that lonesome cowboy, stepped into a bar, A pretty girl slid over nice and easy, "Boy your money won't go far." She took him outside to an alley, he got dragged into a fight, And a bullet sent him dying, and he cursed that moonless night In that city, far across the plains, In that city, he could hear that midnight train, down the line; Choo choo choo... he could hear that midnight train And now that lonesome cowboy is lain beneath the clay, His horses they're still waiting, for he is gone away; Now if you think the grass is greener on the far side of the hill All you cowboys, take it easy, there's no grass there at all. In that city, far across the plains, In that city, you'd better miss that midnight train, here it comes Choo choo choo... you'd better miss that midnight train Choo choo choo... that train is coming for you. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Where your love is, put your heart, guard these moments well,
Where your dreams are, put your hopes, you know they will not fail you, When the sun rises in the morning, you will wake up and find her yawning, When the wind blows strong and cold, she'll be with you until you grow old, Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true? I would build a lovely house with satin green shutters, it would be lovely The most lovely house in the world... And I would sing a lovely song with you in my mind, and you in my eyes, The most lovely song in the world... I would write it down on the wall, just for you, just for you; And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days. When you're sad and feeling low, you're on your own with nowhere to go, Make believe that she is gone, play your guitar and write a song for her, Write down the words about how you cried when you woke up weeping, 'Cos you thought that she had died, and you heard her breathing, Through your pain and you held her close and cried all over again; Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true? And inside my lovely house with satin green shutters, there would be children, The most lovely children in the world... And even when skies are grey, we would be happy, for we have love, The most lovely love in the world; I would write it down on the wind, just for you, just for you; And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground... Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying I thought I'd lose it all by sighing For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying I thought I'd always dream of dying For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying I thought I'd spend my whole life flying For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing I thought I'd always be there crying For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying I thought I could stop myself from lying For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round Oh flying, oh oh Lying, oh oh Crying, oh oh Sighing, oh oh Trying, oh oh And dying, oh oh For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground Yes it is... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Far Beyond These Castle Walls (1990)
Well, it's after midnight and the stars are shining bright
And a big fat moon is dancing on the sea, and I'm thinking, oh my... And that old man in the sky he's looking me right in the eye And he's wondering why, and he's saying "Little singer, Why aren't you sleeping, why aren't you sleeping?" Oh, the day is hanging heavy on my eyes, I guess the time Has come to say goodnight... And may your dreams take you travelling all night long, With an angel by your side when the wind blows strong Oh stay away from that city, that sad and lonely place, I will lead you to the river, here's the door, And the key is turning round Close the shutters, do not cry, there's a new moon in the sky; Oh hold on to your love, until your time has come to say... goodnight. |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
these broken wings can take me no further,
i'm lost , and out at sea, i thought these wings would hold me forever, and on to eternity, and far away i can hear your voice, i can hear it in the silence of the morning, but these broken wings have let me down, they can't even carry me home. in broken dreams that keep me from sleeping, i remember all the things i said, well i've broken all promises, i said i would be keeping, they're gone , like leaves they fell, for it's so hard when you're far away, all i needed was a shoulder i could cry on, now these broken dreams have woken me, my love , will you carry me home. or will you treat me like some traveller, on a dark and lonely road, who sees a light and a woman who will give him love, oh and just when she reaches the part, when she's supposed to comfort his broken heart, she turns away, and sends him travelling on, on, oh when i left i believed that nothing would go wrong, i thought the whole world would be waiting for my story, take me back, my love, i need you now, come back and carry me home, take me back and heal theses broken wings, come back and carry me home. |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
Ooh, give me freedom and light, give me reason and right,
All I need's a little time to get by, Turn my face to the wind, hear the nightingale sing, And wonder at the stars in the sky, So many things I don't know, so many ways I won't go, So many secrets that will never be found, But as long as you're with me with loving to give me, We can watch the world going round... Ooh, around and around and around and around, Everything in the world goes around, Yes around and around and around and around, And around, everything goes around... From the moment of birth till you go back to the earth, Your life is like a circle of gold, And everything you begin, every song that you sing, Sooner or later must go... Another time, another place, another life, another face, Oh my love I know I'll see you again, And the circle that starts with the beat of your heart, Takes you back to the beginning again... Oh around and around... Everything in the world goes around, Oh around and around... Everything goes around, Yes around and around... Oh around and around... Everything in the world goes around... Round and around, round and around, round and around... |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
I'm going to an island,
Where the sun will always shine, Where the moon is always riding on the sea; And when I go I'll leave behind, These chains that hold me down, The time has come to set my spirit free, Ah, ah ... I will And there beside a mountain stream, I'll build a house of stone, And work the wood of cedar, pine and fir, And then I'll make a garden, And I'll plant a field of corn, Press my hands deep into Mother Earth, Ah, ah ... I will, Yes I will, Oh I will, Just to be a part of Nature once again, I want to be a part of Nature once again, And I will... And then I'll teach my children love, Like every father should, For we are part of every living thing, And speak of half-forgotten words, Like peace and joy and good, For the world can only live when love can sing, Ah, ah ... I will, Oh, yes I will, I will, And they will be a part of Nature once again, Oh they will feel a part of Nature once again, The time is now, Just to be a part of Nature once again, And I will, ah ah, someday I will, (someday I will) |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
Old man walking by the sea is dreaming,
Dreaming of the days when he was young, Hand in hand, a little boy beside him, Hearing about the weekends under the sun... "Ah most of all I remember, A little song we used to play, It was about the english weather, Always raining on a sunny day, and it went Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again, And it's getting wetter, As a matter of fact it couldn't be better, For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee) Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down, On my umbrella above me, The very first time she said she loved me, Was in the summer rain, and it's fine with me... Walking with your great-grandfather's daughter, Somehow we were always late for tea, And small boys making mischief in the water, Watching deck-chairs floating away out to sea, Ah but now the memory's fading, How the past just slips away, But every time that it starts raining, I can hear the band begin to play, Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again, And it's getting wetter, As a matter of fact it couldn't be better, For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee) Ah la la la, summer rain is falling down, On my umbrella above me, (above me) The very first time she said she loved me, Was in the summer rain, and it's fine with me, me, la la la Summer rain is fine with me... Ah la la la, summer rain is pouring down again, And it's getting wetter, As a matter of fact it couldn't be better, For baby and me, sitting on my knees, (with baby on my knee) Ah la la la..." |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
lady love , go back to sleep ,
dry the tears from your eyes , but i cannot stay with thee , until the morning , for the dawn is breaking , and my ship is waiting for me , and i must go , but i'll be back , yes , before this year is over ; and we sailed across the sea , till we found america , 'round the cape of storms , we set our sails for home , and when the sea was roaring , and the lord i called , to help my drowning men , i saw the light , yes , the candle in your window ... and i have brought you silver , and i have brought you gold , and spices from the indies in the hold ; i've seen ships on horizon , that i'd swear were going down , and now i know for certain , the world is round , i have seen , my eyes have seen . oh , one day says galileo , a man will reach the sky , and see the world completely , from outside , and gazing down from yonder , on a world of blue and green , he'll say with eyes of wonder , i have seen , my eyes have seen , my eyes have seen . |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
Ooh, next time I see you, I'll be singing in Brazil,
Misty land of music where the feet are never still, And pretty senhoritas dressed up for the kill, They'll be glad that you're coming to Brazil, yeah, me too, So glad that you're coming to Brazil... Ooh, next thing you know you're out here dancing in the streets, Working with the people on that Boss-a-Nova beat, And some dark-eyed lady brings you wine and a chicken wing, In Brazil where the Carnival is king, yes, Brazil where the Carnival is king, everbody's singing, Ah la la Brazil, Ah la la Brazil, Ah la la Brazil, Ah la la Brazil, Ooh, Rio de Janeiro is the kind of place for me, Dancing in the moonlight, making love down by the sea, From Copacabana to the Corcovado hill, Everybody's always singing in Brazil, Yeah, everybody's, ooh singing, in Brazil, All together now... Ah la la Brazil... Cancao du Brazil... (Song of Brazil) Tudo beum Brazil... (All's well in Brazil) Ah la la Brazil... |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
In a country churchyard there's a preacher with his people
Gathered all around to join a man and woman, Spring is here and turtle doves are singing from the steeple, Bees are in the flowers, growing in the graveyard, And over the hill, where the river meets the mill, A lovely girl is coming down To give her hand upon her wedding day. Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair, Music as she walks slowly to the altar, And picking up his Bible then the Preacher turns towards her, "Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, to honour and love in the eyes of god above, Now let the peoble sing with me These words to live forever in your heart... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly away" Many years have fallen on that golden country morning, The graveyard's overgrown, the church lies in ruins, Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone, I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves, And suddenly it seemed to me I heard the words like singing in the trees... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly... Fly away... |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
it's a rainy night in paris,
and the harbour lights are low, he must leave his love in paris, before the winter snow; on a lonely street in paris, he held her close to say, "we'll meet again in paris, when there are flowers on champs-elysees..." "how long" she said "how long, and will your love be strong, when you're across the sea, will your heart remember me? ..." then she gave him words to turn to, when the winter nights were long, "nous serons encore amoureux, avec les couleurs de printemps..." "and then "she said "and then, our love will grow again," ah but in her eyes he sees, her words of love are only words to please... and now the lights of paris, grow dim and fade away, and I know by the lights of paris, I will never see her again... |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
Please give me one more chance,
I'm begging you, just one more chance, If you'll listen... This is not some movie romance, Or everlasting love at a glance, Won't you listen... She is a part of me now, She's the very heart of me now, so... If you really love her, let her go. She's your daughter and I know that you care, But like a lost bird in the cold night air, She is lonely... Thinking back to the days you were young, When the pain of loving was so very strong, Weren't you lonely? She is no longer a child, She's a woman with love in her eyes, so... If you really love her, let her go. Oh she is like a bird, Yearning for the winter wind, If you let her go, She'll come again in springtime, But if you make her stay, And hold her freedom in your hand, In the morning you will wake, And she'll be gone away... She is no longer a child, She's a woman with my love in her eyes, so... If you really love her, let her go, If you really love her, let her go, If you really love her, let her go... |
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from Chris De Burgh - At The End Of A Perfect Day (1986)
Oh Lord, I'm tired, it's time to go to bed,
Way, after midnight, and the wine's gone to my head, Lying here upon the shore just listening to the waves, And it's been a perfect day. Packed up a picnic and set off for the sea, Taking all the back roads where no-one else would be, My and you and Paul and Sue, How we laughed the time away, And we had a perfect day. I brought along my old guitar, And lying there beneath the stars, We sang all the Beatle songs we knew, Lord you should have heard those harmonies, When we did Nowhere Man and Let It Be... My love, if we should break up, Should we ever part, And you're searching for some memory, To help your aching heart, Forget about the hurtful things, That lovers often say, And remember this perfect day. Then people start coming around the fire, And I was strumming at my old guitar, Trying to think of something everybody knew, And then you said "though it's far away, A Christmas song would really make my day." And everyone sang... And all I really want to do, Is sing songs for you, Then it's been a perfect day, Yes it's been a perfect day. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Whatever the words that you hear,
Somehow the meaning is clear, We're all on the same ship together, moving on, From the first time that life could be heard, To the last sounds of men on this earth, The question is always the same, where are we going, where are we going? Ooh carry on, carry on, There's a silver light beside you, Take the hand that's there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you'll carry on, Carry on, carry on... Love is the daughter of life, comfort to trouble and strife, She's always beside you to help you carry on, Oh they say that the stars in the sky, Are the souls of the people who die, Will we meet them again when we reach our destination? Sratseht rofesruo cates, Nwonknu no it anitsed, Dlroweht gnillacsi esrevinu eht, Ecalp gnitser lanif dnatsal rehs-drawot, Ooh carry on, carry on, There's a silver light beside you, Take the hand that's there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you'll carry on, carry on, Carry on, carry on...ooh carry on... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Show me a man secure in his love,
And I'll show you a lucky man; I loved her too well and I just couldn't tell, She was holding another hand, And when she said that she would leave in the morning, I broke down and cried, 'Cos I had the love in my eyes, I just didn't see it, Such a surprise, I just don't believe it, Somebody took her away, oh I was blind, I had the love in my eyes... Day after day, in so many ways, I gave her the best of me, But she wanted more, and she opened the door, Well I hope that you find what you need; And all the time I thought that she was beside me, She was drifting away, But I had the love in my eyes, I just didn't see it, Such a surprise, I just don't believe it, Somebody took her away, oh I was blind, I had the love in my eyes, I had the love in my eyes... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Peace and understanding is the wisdom of her world,
She loves without a reason, she gives without a word, There are those who make me smile, brighten up my day, But oh this woman she is something else again; All the nights I've ever known are waiting in her eyes, Sparkling like the silver, brimming like the wine, Other lovers laid me down, took my breath away, But oh this woman she is something else again, Oh she is a friend to me, Holds me in my tears, She said "Yes, you will be young again When you look back through the years"... So take your woman by the hand, love her till she dies, Be strong when she needs you, hold her when she cries, And if a man should say to you, love just brings you pain, You tell him "No, my woman's something else again, Oh my woman's something else again, oh my woman's something else again"... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
There once was a King who called for the Spring
For his world was still covered in snow But the Spring had not been, for he was wicked and mean In his winter-fields nothing would grow And when a traveller called seeking help at the door Only food and a bed for the night He ordered his slave to turn her away The girl with April in her eyes... Oh, oh, oh, on and on she goes Through the winter's night, the wild wind and the snow Hi, hi, hi, on and on she rides Someone help the girl with April in her eyes... She rode through the night till she came to the light Of a humble man's home in the woods He brought her inside, by the firelight she died And he buried her gently and good Oh the morning was bright, all the world was snow-white But when he came to the place where she lay His field was ablaze with flowers on the grave Of the girl with April in her eyes... Oh, oh, oh, on and on she goes Through the winter's night, the wild wind and the snow Hi, hi, hi, on and on she flies She is gone, the girl with April in her eyes |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Just in time I heard the cry,
And looking up I saw the snowbirds wheeling in the sky; They said, "We are the last ones left", And so I brought them in , I gave them comfort, gave them rest, Just in time, to live another day, Just in time, oh they'll live another day; Just in time I read the Book, Such a revelation, we must give back what we took, Or the Earth will roar like a wounded beast, The mountains will come crashing from the valleys to the sea, Just in time, oh don't throw it all away, Just in time, don't throw it all away... "Who will save this world of mine, Will you save it just in time?" Just in time, I saw the dawn, Watched the sun arising on a field of golden corn, And through the mist, a million sang, Friends of the Earth, calling out to every man, Just in time, oh don't throw it all away, no, no, no, Just in time, oh we'll live another day... Ooh, how can I tell you how close we have come, That the end of our world has already begun, There are so many things we will not see again, Every day there's another one dying away... Calling for help, Help from your hand, Hand coming down, Down to the world; World it is time, Time for us all, And all that is life, To be living together before everything slips away. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Whatever the words that you hear,
Somehow the meaning is clear, We`re all on the same ship together, moving on, From the first time that life could be heard, To the last sounds of men on this earth, The question is always the same,where are we going, Where are we going Ooh carry on, carry on, There`s a silver light beside you, Take the hand that`s there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you`ll carry on, Love is the daughter of life, Comfort to trouble and strife, She`s always beside you to help you carry on, Oh they say that the stars in the sky, Are the souls of the people who die, Will we meet them again when we reach our destination (Sratseht rofesruo cates, Nwonknu no it anitsed,dlroweht gnillacsi esrevinu eht,ecalp gnitser lanif dnatsal rehsdrawot) Ooh carry on, carry on, There`s a silver light beside you, Take the hand that`s there to guide you Through this night to where we came from, Carry on, carry on, When the autumn leaves are falling, And you hear the voices calling you away, Then do not fear, you`ll carry on, carry on, Carry on, carry on Ooh~~ carry on |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?
I can see you, I am watching you, I've been planning this for years. I have blacked out you television, every station in the world is mine, And there are millions who are just like you as you sit there, paralysed! I have some orders which you will follow, and there's nothing you can do, 'Cos as you're looking at your T.V. screen, I am looking back at you... Oh side by side, We will cross that Great Divide, 'Cos nothing's gonna save you now from the Devil's Eye! Oh nothing's gonna save you now from the Devil's Eye... Turn your dial to the number that is shining on your screen, You will notice that everything is red, you won't need blue or green, All around me, fire is burning, yes I'm calling you from Hell, And all those people who haven't seen me yet, will soon be under my spell. Something's happening, sounds like thunder, maybe the Lord is on His way, He's still angry and He's after me since I cheated on the Spanish Train, Oh yes He's coming, and He could stop me, but He'd better make it soon, 'Cos the last time that I won a world, I made it into a moon... Oh side by side, We will cross that Great Divide, 'Cos nothing's gonna save you now from the Devil's Eye; Oh side by side, Forever we will ride, 'Cos nothing's gonna save you now from the Devil's Eye! I can see you, I can see you, I can see you... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Sitting by the window of this broken-down hotel,
Trying to write a letter just to show you that I'm well, But I've been watching all the people as they cross the marketplace, And though there really is no reason, I've been looking for your face, It's such a long way home, It's such a long way home; It's such a long way; Standing by the aeroplane she held me in her arms, And then she whispered "Oh dear Lord don't let him come to any harm"; And as we turned to fly away I saw her standing on her own, It seemed her hand was waving not goodbye but "Please come home", It's such a long way home, It's such a long way home, It's such a long way; Oh so many people have to travel away, From the ones that they love and they need, But I want to tell you that all your life, You can depend on me; Far away a saxophone lingers on a tune, And it's the kind of song that someone wrote for lovers and a moon, And as the band begins to play it, with a shock I realize, That it's a song we sang together and it nearly makes me cry, It's such a long way home, It's such a long way home, It's such a long way home It's such a long way, yes, such a long way home. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Old-fashioned people, they never know why,
The world is changing day to day, It moves so fast and leaves them in another time; An old-fashioned dancer is dancing alone, Dreaming of those music halls, And with his lady waltzing away until the dawn, And I thought I heard him say, Please don't take my dreams away; They carry me back again, show me that life again, Carry me back to the places that I knew, Carry me back again, show me that life again, Carry me back to the places that I knew... Old-fashioned lovers, they walk in the park, Beside the river hand in hand, And hurry home for tea before it gets dark, Could be you and me one day, Time will come when we will say, Carry me back again, show me that life again, Carry me back to the places that I knew, Carry me back again, show me that life again, Carry me back to the places that I knew; Carry me back again, show me that life again, Carry me back to the places that I knew... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
Oh my love the evening light is catching colours in your eyes,
Take another glass of wine and bring your body next to mine; Tell me all the things you've done since you went away this morning, Oh these quiet moments make my day, we must never let them slip away... People everywhere the same, they're so busy they don't get together, So these quiet moments make my day, just to sit with you and drift away... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
"What do I do next?" said the Bishop to the Priest,
"I have spent my whole life waiting, preparing for the Feast, And now you say Jerusalem has fallen and is lost, The King of Heathen Saracen has seized the holy cross." Then the Priest said "Oh my Bishop, we must put them to the sword, For God in all his mercy will find a just reward, For the Noblemen and sinners, and Knights of ready hand Who will be the Lord's Crusader, send word throughout all the land, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost;" "Tell me what to do", said the King upon his throne, "but speak to me in whispers for we are not alone, They tell me that Jerusalem has fallen to the hand Of some bedevilled Eastern heathen who has seized the Holy land;" Then the Chamberlain said "Lord, we must call upon our foes In Spain and France and Germany to end our bitter wars, All Christian men must be as one and gather for the fight, You will be their leader, begin the battle cry, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost"... Ooh, high on a hill, in the town of Jerusalem, There stood Saladin, the King of the Saracens, Whoring and drinking and snoring and sinking, around him his army lay, Secure in the knowledge that they had won the day; A messenger came, blood on his feet and a wound in his chest, "The Christians are coming!" he said, "I have seen their Cross in the West," In a rage Saladin struck him down with his knife And he said "I know that this man lies, They quarrel too much, the Christians could never unite! I am invincible, I am the King, I am invincible, and I will win..." Close they came, the army of Richard the Lionheart, Marching by day and night, with soldiers from every part, And when the Crusaders came over the mountain and they saw Jerusalem, They fell to their knees and prayed for her release; They started the battle at dawn, taking the city by storm, With horsemen and bowmen and engines of war, They broke through the city walls, The Heathens were flying and screaming and dying, And the Christian swords were strong, And Saladin ran when he heard their victory song; "We are invincible, God is the King, We are invincible, and we will win!" "What do I do now?" said the Wiseman to the Fool, "I have spent my whole life searching, to find the Golden Rule, Though centuries have disappeared, the memory still remains Of those enemies together, could it be that way again?" Then the Fool said "Oh you Wise men, you really make me laugh, With your talk of vast persuasion and searching through the past, There is only greed and evil in the men that fight today, The Song of the Crusader has long since gone away, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost... Jerusalem." |
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from Chris De Burgh - Crusader (1988)
The time has come for me to take my bows and leave the stage,
But I feel I'm just beginning, There's so many things I want to say before I go, But I'll be back, to sing again; And I'll lead you through the ancient halls and stories of the past, And the many ways of loving, And when all is said and done, there's only you and me, You and me... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
In from the coast
Riding like the wind and racing the moon Shadows on the road Dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool A horseman is coming Death in his heart for a rendezvous And where the traveller goes No-body knows Where the traveller goes No-body knows A Candle in the night Fear on every face when he goes inside (Maybe he's on the run) Get back from the bar A stranger in town is a dangerous site (Maybe he's got a gun) Bring a bottle of whiskey Landlord, I wanna talk for a while And where the traveller goes, A cold wind blows Where the traveller goes A cold wind blows There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands You can almost smell his revenge And whoever he is after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take it to the very end Well the landlord he trembled Staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before (You laid him in the ground) Suddenly remembers A killing, yes a murder many years before (twas you that shot him down) He said to a boy Saddle me the black I'll meet you down below With this man I must talk With this traveller I'll go With this man I must talk Yes will him I must go There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands I can almost smell his revenge And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take me to the very end And they were never seen again |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune,
And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon, And the Managing Director, he's a-lying on his back, He's got ice-cream on his trousers and he's planning his attack, It's just another Record Company Bash, Nice to know they've got the cash, You're the only one here I can talk to, Is there nowhere near we can walk to, I really want to see you again, But I don't know your name; Let's go, let's go home, Yea, let's go, let's go home, Let's go, let's get out... The Promotion Department secretaries are out to kill tonight, And the A and R director is still looking for his wife, Oh and there's a party in the bedroom, They've got the mirror on the floor, And there's a guy who says he's from Rolling Stone Who shouldn't be here at all, It's just another Record Company Bash, Nice to know someone's got cash, And they're gonna do something obscene With the video machine, I really think it's time to leave, Won't you come with me please? Let's go, let's go home, Let's go, let's go home, Grab a bottle of whisky and a bottle of wine, It doesn't really matter if it's your place or mine, Let's go, let's go home... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart,
Give you everything that I've got, I don't want to lose you, Tonight, you tell me that you want me to do, Everything you want to get through, I won't let you down; But what's this talk of leaving, what's it all about? We're sitting here this evening, trying to sort it out; You say that I never listen, that I just don't seem to care, What happens in your world, and I'm hardly ever there; Well tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart, Give you everything that I've got, I don't want to lose you, No tonight, you tell me that you want me to do, Everything you want to get through, I'm in your hands tonight... Oh darling tonight, I want to work it out, I want to get it right, I try to listen but sometimes I seem to forget, How much I need you, So tonight, show me what you want me to see, And I'll show you I still believe In you and me, tonight; Tonight, I'll give you every bit of my heart, Give you everything that I've got, I don't want to lose you, tonight... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
Hollywood is such a dream,
And when you're only seventeen, it's wonderful, A movie man said she could be a star, A beauty queen, or a cover girl, She believes and packs up her things, And the wall of silence begins; Every night was party night, She was everyone's delight, he let her stay, And when he'd had enough, he threw her out, And she found work in a small cafe, When she called they put her on hold, And the wall of silence grows; Give me a break, Give me a break, This is Hollywood, Open the door, Open the door, What am I going to do, When the money runs out, And there isn't any doubt, That I'll have nowhere to go. Hollywood is just a dream, But when you're only seventeen, it's magical, She went home to hide away, She wore her sadness like a veil, and closed the door, Till the day she smiles and recalls, And the wall of silence falls... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
We're sitting out here on the runway,
Waiting for the plane to leave, And the Captain says, "There'll be a short delay, Bear with me please," They gave us the usual hassle, "You can't take those guitars on board," But the boys in the band just smiled, Heard it all before, And as they're starting to serve Champagne To the folks at the front of the plane, I can hear the engines roaring, we're on our way, And we are flying home, I feel the freedom in my soul, Flying home at last; Flying home, I've got the freedom in my soul, And it's four in the morning, My world is calling, Speeding through the universe tonight... The movie reminds of my lady, As she waits, "where are those guys?" Yes it's nice to see old Butch and Sundance in the sky, And now the sun is beginning to rise, It's like looking down on Paradise, There's a ball of fire that's burning, giving life, And we are flying home, I feel the freedom in my soul, Flying home at last; Flying home, I've got the freedom in my soul, And it's four in the morning, My world is calling, Speeding through the universe tonight... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
If you're out on a Saturday night, head downtown to the city lights,
They've got everything you're looking for, who knows what's behind that door, "D'ya wanna go where the wild men go?" "D'ya wanna come and see a dirty movie show?" "D'ya wanna do what the wild men do?" Well everything's right here in the Shadows and lights, on a Saturday night, If you're feeling a little bit crazy, In the shadows and lights, on a Saturday night, Oh yes it is truly amazing... Take a walk down to old Soho, Chinese restaurant that I know, (Lee Ho Fung) Couple of ladies are hanging outside, down in the alley looking for a ride, "Little boy d'ya wanna come upstairs? You'll never get a better offer anywhere young man, Do you wanna do what the lovers do," Well everything's right here in the Shadows and lights, on a Saturday night, If you're feeling a little bit crazy, In the shadows and lights, it's a double delight, Oh what can you do to amaze me? Ooh the shadows and lights on a Saturday night, If you're feeling a little bit crazy, In the shadows and lights, on a Saturday night, Oh yes, it is really amazing... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
Underneath a silver moon, the ship is like a ghost,
She's been out there for a week, just waiting for the wind to blow, But now she's off and running, and there's nothing I can do, 'Cos I am just a prisoner here until this war is through, And I'm singing, Sailor, can you hear me, Sailor, hear my call, Sailor, take me with you, Sailor, take me home... Yesterday I saw a sea bird wheeling light and low, Then she sailed off to the west Like she was telling me the way to go, If I had her wings my love I'd be with you tonight, But my last hope has gone, it's drifting out of sight, Wait for me, Oh Sailor, take me to her, Sailor, take me home... To feel the wind, to see the sky, To hear the waves breaking on the shore again, To be with you, to lie with you, To hear your voice echo through the hills again, Oh my darling wait for me, 'cos I will be there, When it is over, when it is over, Yes I will return one day, Sailor, take me to her, Oh Sailor, take me home, Sailor, can you hear me, Sailor, hear my call, Sailor, Sailor... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
The hero says his final goodbyes, and there are tears in my lovers eyes
But it was just a film, make believe, they all get up and go home And now you're asking me why love can wither away and die Well I know, I know, that some things go, but some things never change Like the starlight, that is shining in your eyes Like a storm in a winter sky Like the moon on the tide Turning it again and again Like the way that I love you Some things never change Like the way that I love you some things never change The road is long and it's hard, I don't imagine for aminute it's not But I'll keep my loving for you, right down to the end The fire is blazing bright, we could sit here and talk all night And though this wood must burn away some things never change Like the starlight, that is shining in your eyes Like a storm in a winter sky Like the moon on the tide Turning it again and again Like the way that I love you Some things never change Like the way that I love you Some things never change. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
Down in the jungle, you can hear a rumble,
Way up the Himalayas, in a Mexican bodega, Something is going on, People are coming, running round the world, There's no way to avoid them, they're everywhere, You can see them on the streets of London town; They've found a tourist attraction, It's a bobby on the beat, Yes a tourist attraction, They're all looking at his feet, And the blue rinse ladies, Shooting cameras from the hip, Doing Europe in two days, "We've had a wonderful trip!" And he turns to the Palace, You can almost hear him say, "Your Majesty why don't you tell them, Please go away!" Tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction; Caribbean island, cool drink in my hand, Nearest thing to Paradise, the native girls are very nice; Something is going wrong, People are coming, running down the beach, Cameras at the ready, get out of reach, Time to grab my things, I'm heading for the hills; They've found a tourist attraction, Yes my little hideaway It's a tourist attraction, it will never be the same, There's a big bus driver taking money on the side, "Everybody stick together and please follow the guide," And way over yonder, they hear somebody yell, "I came here for the peace and quiet, y'all go to hell!" Tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction, tourist attraction... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Eastern Wind (1986)
Well my furrows are filled with corn,
I have my woman to keep me warm, But there's one thing that I do fear, That Eastern wind is getting near, There's a shotgun beside my bed, This is my country, where I was born and bred, But I am sure, as the willow will grow, That Eastern wind is going to blow, Blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind, Running away with my life, Eastern wind; There's a woman who reads the stars, She sees Warlords on the planet Mars, And she said, "Boy, you'd better beware, That restless wind is getting near, Blowing a hole in your life, Eastern wind, Running away with your life, Eastern wind..." They are coming, they are coming, they are coming, look out! In my dream, I saw a crowd, They were burning the palace down, I saw a mad old man, and I ran to the door, And then that wind began to roar, And when they come, they'll find me here, I will not run, they will not see my fear, And I will fight to the very end, Before that wind I will never bend, If they're blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind, Oh running away with my life, Eastern wind, Taking the plough from my hands, Eastern wind, Taking every bit of my land, Eastern wind... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
It was late at night on the open road
Speeding like a man on the run A lifetime spent preparing for the journey He is closer now and the search is on Reading from a map in the mind Yes there's the ragged hill And there's the boat on the river And when the rain came down He heard a wild dog howl There were voices in the night (Don't do it) Voices out of sight (Don't do it) Too many men have failed before Whatever you do Don't pay the ferryman Don't even fix a price Don't pay the ferryman Until he gets you to the other side In the rolling mist Then he gets on board Now there'll be no turning back Beware that hooded old man At the rudder And then the lightning flashed And the thunder roared And people calling out his name And dancing bones that jabbered And a moaned on the water And then the ferryman said "There is trouble ahead So you must pay me now" (Don't do it) "You must pay me now" (Don't do it) And still that voice came from beyond Whatever you do Don't pay the ferryman Don't even fix a price Don't pay the ferryman Until he gets you to the other side |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Day by day they drink and dream
Old men staring out to sea From the island, living on the island And down in the harbour, it's a show Watching all the people as they come and go On the island, living on the island And up in the mountains, they're alright Tasting the first of the summer wine On the island, living on the island I wanna feel that sunshine in my heart And let it blow my worries away I wanna spend a night in the ocean, with her That little lady lover who's in love with me Prettiest little lady that I've ever seen On the island, living on the island Ooh, and when I finally sail away I know for sure, I'll be back some day On the island, living on the island On the island, living on the island I wanna feel that sunshine on my back On the island, living on the island On the island, we'll be living on the island I wanna feel that wind blow in my hair Living on the island...... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Searchlights, rain on the road,
Waiting for the airport limousine, Your time in this foreign land, Is nearly over, I'll never forget how Last night, after he called, You held me like you'd never let me go, But your eyes are happy now, And you are beautiful, you're ready to leave me, Homeward, back to your world, Back to the one who is there, Go now, but go in love, For it's the only way; And you'll be crying, laughing, Half a world away, You'll be crying, laughing, For the love we have, When you go away... Long ride, holding her hand, Looking all the words we cannot speak, One mile to the boulevard, And the aeroplane that's waiting to take you Homeward, back to your land, Back to the one who is there, Go now, but go in love, For it's the only way, And you'll be crying, laughing, Half a world away, You'll be crying, laughing, For the love we have, But you must go, Crying, laughing, Half a world away, You'll be crying, laughing, Don't forget me love, When you go away... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
The night is so wild
And downstairs the child is sleeping Her spirit is free For more than an hour I have walked in the rain I've been wondering What will she be? But where are the heroes? Where are the dreams that I had When I was young? Am I hoping in vain Just to think She could change anything? Well, I'm counting on you I'm counting on you To bring that sweet gentleness to your world And all that you do My generation is losing its way We don't know What we're leaving for you So may there be millions to feel like you do Oh, my love There is so much to know There is so far to go But you are not alone When this is your world And I'm counting on you I'm counting on you Come to me Turn to me Give me your eyes When you see The mysteries of time Here there are those Who just live in the past They will never Let history lie And this sad little island Is breaking my heart with it's dark Shades of green And as hard as I try I just cannot see why this should be There is so much to know There is so far to go But you are not alone When this is your world And I'm counting on you I'm counting on you I'm counting on you I'm counting on you |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
The moon is on the bright side
But we've thought of everything Send the word to the prisoners Tonight, we get away When you hear the signs of confusion Come drifting through the door Get your belongings together Don't leave nothing behind And hey boys tonight we get away, to the other side Head for the wall and get away We're sick and tired of hearing That the world is gonna blow So there's something we'll do to the leaders Before we go Let's stick-'em in a room together Yeah- And make them fight it out Until they see, nothing from nothing Will leave nothing at all And hey boys tonight we get away, to the other side Head for the wall and get away Open the door--open the door-- let me out--I wanna go-- Das ist auch unsere Welt This is our world too Oui c'est notre monde aussi Hey boys tonight we get away, to the other side Head for the wall and get away "We'll give you anything you say" Hey boys tonight we get away, to the other side Head for the wall and get away "We'll miss you more than we can say" |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Ship to shore
Do you read me anymore? This line is bad, I'm fading Ship to shore Answer my call Send me a signal A beacon to bring me home I have been to see the world Tasted life at every turn But all the time your face Came back to haunt me Day by day the feeling grew I know I'm still in love with you The further I go the more I know it I wanna show it Ship to shore Do you read me anymore? This line is bad, I'm fading Ship to shore Answer my call Send me a signal A beacon to bring me home Moving fast all systems go You and I had time to grow Until there was a breakdown in transmission How I wish that we could turn the clock back To the times when we were lovers In the true sense of the meaning You must believe me Ship to shore Do you read me anymore? This line is bad, I'm drowning Ship to shore Answer my call Send me a signal A beacon to bring me home Ship to shore Ship to shore I cannot believe my eyes But I'm beginning to see it now Ship to shore Ship to shore You are everything I've always wanted in my life |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
When I wake up in the morning, she is there
With her sleepy smile and a long night of windy hair When I hold her close beside me, well it feels so good That I'd like to stay here all day long If there's a way that I could And when we go downstairs and start off onto the day Just one more cup of coffee and I'm on my way We may not have perfection, but we're half way there And I know it's sentimental, but I just wanted to say That all the love I have inside me, is for you All the love I have inside me, is for you All the love I have inside me, is for you And when I've had a heavy day and I'm going home She gives me time if she sees I want to be alone Ah but when the evening's over and we go to bed Here comes that same old feeling, it's like a song in my head Well all the love I have inside me, is for you All the love I have inside me, is for you All the love I have inside me, is for you Here's my love song to you, you.... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
I'm standing in the station,
I am waiting for a train, To take me to the border, And my loved one far away, I watched a bunch of soldiers heading for the war, I could hardly even bear to see them go; Rolling through the countryside, Tears are in my eyes, We're coming to the borderline, I'm ready with my lies, And in the early morning rain, I see her there, And I know I'll have to say goodbye again; And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do, I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you, I'm taking my side, one of us will lose, Don't let go, I want to know, That you will wait for me until the day, There's no borderline, no borderline; Walking past the border guards, Reaching for her hand, Showing no emotion, I want to break into a run, But these are only boys, and I will never know, How men can see the wisdom in a war... And it's breaking my heart, I know what I must do, I hear my country call me, but I want to be with you, I'm taking my side, one of us will lose, Don't let go, I want to know, That you will wait for me until the day, There's no borderline, no borderline, No borderline, no borderline... |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Restless hearts, it has been a long time
Out here on the journey, for a glimps of paradise It's getting hard to find a place to go Where peaceful waters flow I took a walk pas the old Saxon well Down by the cathedral, I heard the chapel bell And joined the people singing, for a way to go Where peaceful waters flow And if you don't know by now, you never will Only love can find the door If you could see it now, it's in your hand Only love can reach the shore, to heaven Always, she is standing by my side She's my insperation and she's my battle cry And in her arms, is the only place I know Where peaceful waters flow And if you don't know by now, you never will Only love can find the door If you could see it now, it's in your hand Only love can reach the shore, forevermore Where peaceful waters flow |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Wake up boys, there's a light at the window,
I can hear someone knocking on the door, There are voices in the street, And the sound of running feet, And they whisper the word- "Revolution!" There are men coming down from the valleys, There are tall ships lying off the coast, And they carry the light, In the dark of the night, Like a whisper in the wind- "Revolution!" Bring my gun and a handful of silver, By the sea we will gather for the fight, It's been so many years, so many tears, We have lost once before, Now we'll settle the score, When our cannons will roar- "Revolution!" |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
Watch and wait, get ready for the sign
There are many here among us now who have not seen the light We must send the word to all the people in the land Go to every hill and mountain, For the time is now at hand To light a fire! Light a fire! Light a fire! Let us march the road up the rocky hill tonight, Under cover of the darkness We will slip behind the lines And we will take the men who have stolen our land, For the years of domination Hit them right between the eyes And light a fire! Light a fire, Light a fire, They will see through the world! |
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from Chris De Burgh - The Getaway (1985)
roll away the dawn,
roll away the dawn, and let me see, the land of the free, has anything changed at all; sweet liberty, sweet liberty is in our hands, it's part of the plan, or is it a state of mind? horses and men, horses and men are on the field, they didn't yield, many have fallen here; never forget, never forget what they have done, the time will come, when it will change again, never forget! |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Come to my door, meet me at midnight,
I can't wait anymore, and after midnight We must head for the town, Keep under cover till dawn With a bagful of wine; The night is alive, look in the shadows, Because now is the time, out in the shadows, To be somebody else, a complete transformation From the someone we are in the day; I hear a noise - there is something going on; I hear a voice - there is something going on; I see the boys - there is something going on; And something is happening to me, yea; I love the night, I love the night, I love the element of danger and the ecstasy of flight, I love the night, I love the night, I love to dance with a stranger and feel her delight, And when the dancing is through, I kick off my shoes, And I listen to the beating of my heart... After the fall, then came the hunger In the hearts of us all, ooh such a hunger That begins after dark, hides in the heart Like a wolf that is waiting inside; I see a light - there is something going on; It's getting bright - there is something going on; I look outside - there is something going on; And someone is calling to me; I love the night, I love the night, I love the element of danger and the ecstasy of flight, I love the night, I love the night, I love to be with a stranger and feel her delight, And when the morning begins, I have to get in Before sunlight can fall upon my face; I love the night, I love the night, I love the element of danger and the ecstasy of flight, I love the night, I love the night, |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
My girl wakes in her bed of night,
Dressed in silver and dressed in white, She says she's having the strangest dreams, Of another time and century; And now she speaks of a far-off place, A woman and a man are in a deep embrace, Don't they know it's against the law, Well it must have been before the war, Long before; it was Real love and devotion - with sight and touch, Real love and emotion - with sight and touch, Real love and devotion, before the modern world; She hears voices in her mind, Talking of another world lost in time, Before they took away the words, That told us how we used to be, Our history; words of Real love and devotion - with sight and touch, Real love and emotion - with sight and touch, Real love and devotion, before the modern world; And now we live in a two by four, Never going outside through the door, They're watching us on the videoline, But we sit and wait until the night, And in the night, we have Sweet love and devotion - with sight and touch, Real love and emotion - with sight and touch, Sweet love and devotion, in such a modern world; We're never going to be lonely - with sight and touch, We're never going to be lonely - with sight and touch, We're never going to be lonely in such a modern world... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Every now and then I hear a song I used to know,
Playing late at night on radio, And I remember when the schooldays finally had to end, We were neatly wrapped and sent off in a row; To be champions of the world, We can take on anyone, Nothing's going to keep us from the door; We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are, We've come this far, We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will, We've got the skill, We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart, Too late to stop, right from the start, Up to the top, giving it all we've got, To the top of the hill right now! Working on the window of a boardroom in the sky, Business men in suits go flying by, They're heading for the greatest day that they have ever seen, Selling bridges to the japanese; We are the champions of the world, We can take on anyone, Nothing's going to keep us on the floor; We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are, We've come this far, We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will, We've got the skill, We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart, Too late to stop, right now! Taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we are, We've come this far, We're taking it to the top - oh yes indeed we will, We've got the skill, We're taking it to the top, hitting them from the heart, Too late to stop, once we have started, To the top, giving it all we've got, To the top of the hill right now, right now! |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Let us talk no more, let us go to sleep,
Let the rain fall on the window pane, And fill the castle keep, I am weary now, weary to my bones, Weary from the travelling, And the endless country roads, That brought us here tonight, for all this weekend, And a chance to work it out, For we cannot live together, and we cannot live apart, It's the classical dilemma between the head and the heart; She is sleeping now, softly in the night, And in my heart of darkness she has been the only light, I am lost in love, looking at her face, And still I hear the voice of reason, Telling me to chase these dreams away, Oh here we go again, we're divided from the start, For we cannot live together, and we cannot live apart, It's the classical dilemma between the head and the heart, The head and the heart; Now the dawn begins, and still I cannot sleep, My head is spinning round but now the way is clear to me, There is nothing left, nothing left to show, The jury and the judge will see, it's time to let her go, Now hear the heart: I believe that time will show, She will always be a part of my world, I don't want to see her go; So I plead my case to hear the heart, And stay... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go - I don't want to let her go... It's time to let her go... And in this classical dilemma, I find for - the heart. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
I have seen the diamond stylus
Cut a groove from north to south Heard them calling from the islands for a better day One by one they tell their stories One by one it's just the same They've taken our leaders And all our believers are paralized Now we can't turn back... Somebody is watching you Don't turn round Yesterday is gone! And even the children are waking at midnight in tears.... Mother mother mother...... Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Looking out my bedroom window I remember early days When the shot that wounded millions took our breath away But now the shadow of a gunman With his balaclava eyes Is making the news Calling out the warnings on the telephone You're in the line of fire Wish there was another way Line of fire Anything goes And who is the winner and what will the minister say At the end of the day? Never never never..... Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Mother mother mother.... Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Hush child, go to sleep; it's only the sound of a gun Hush child, do not weep It's only the sound of a world on the run You're hearing the sound of a gun |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Oh my heart is spinning like a wheel,
Only she can see the way that I feel Eyes are holding right across the room High explosion coming out of the blue Well here we go again Living in a world that others cannot share Yea here we go again We are moving from a spark to a flame I am high on emotion, high again High on emotion, your love will find the way Hey ...... Oh my heart is burning like a fire Closer now and she is breathing desire Take my hand and give it all your light Take command I am your rhythm tonight Well here we go again We are moving from a spark to a flame Yea here we go again We are moving from a spark to a flame I am high on emotion, high again High on emotion, your love will find the way |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
sometimes the man in me gets restless
i need to get away from you and spend some time with someone that i knew just to see her for the night and in the candlelight to talk and remember early days sometimes the woman in you's uneasy i can see it in your eyes just like me you need to know can you still fly can you still arouse the passions of another man and if you carry it through what would i do? it would take much more than this to break a love so long in the making it would take much more than talk or dreams to shake so strong a foundation - more than this sometimes the man in me gets lonely when i am away from you and in the darkness of another hotel room if theres someone in the night saying "its gonna be alright to ease away the pain of missing you" what can i do? it would take much more than this to break a love so long in the making it would take much more than talk or dreams to shake so strong a foundation - more than this |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
There's a man on the line, he is wasting my time,
He calls me everyday, he's got nothing to say, And at the dead of night when I turn out the light, The telephone rings, it's him again; I wouldn't mind if he told me, Just what the hell is going on, He like a man in a fever, I know that something is wrong, He's whispering your name! There's a man on the line and he is wasting my time, He calls me everyday, and he won't go away, Is he part of a plan, is he a government man, Well one thing is true, he's after you; He must be totally crazy, He must be out of his mind, To be in love with a lady, Ah when that lady is mine, He's whispering your name, whispering your name, Tell me, tell me, How many men have seen this heaven, How many down in flames, How many men are lost forever, How many still in chains? Just whispering your name, whispering your name... There's a man on the line and he's still waisting my time, He calls me day after day and it's always the same, And at the dead of the night, When I turn out the light, The telephone rings, yes it's him again; He's got me deep in suspicion, He's got me looking at you, He like a man with a mission, Ah tell me what did you do? He's whispering your name, whispering your name, Tell me, tell me, How many men have seen this heaven, How many down in flames, How many men are lost forever, How many still in chains? Just whispering your name, whispering your name, Oh there's a man on the line - whispering your name! |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Fix me a drink, make it a strong one,
Hey comrade, a drink, make it a long one, My hands are shaking and my feet are numb, My head is aching and the bar's going round, And I'm so down, in this foreign town; Tonight there's a band, it ain't such a bad one, Play me a song, don't make it a sad one, I can't even talk to these Russian girls, The beer is lousy and the food is worse, And it's so damn cold, yes it's so damn cold, I know it's hard to believe, But I haven't been warm for a week; Moonlight and vodka, takes me away, Midnight in Moscow is lunchtime in L.A., Ooh play boys, play... Espionage is a serious business, Well I've had enough of this serious business, That dancing girl is making eyes at me, I'm sure she's working for the K.G.B. In this paradise, ah cold as ice; Moonlight and vodka, takes me away, Midnight in Moscow is sunshine in L.A., Yes, in the good old U.S.A. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Man On The Line (1993)
Looking out on a windy sky,
Watching seabirds as they fly, On a summer day, on a summer day; And now the sun is here to stay, The winter seems so far away, In the summertime, in the summertime; Sitting here with my love tonight, News is breaking from the south, On the radio, on the radio; Brother lead and sister steel, Are playing out their final scene, On the radio, on the radio; And when you lie beside me soft and quiet in the night, I often listen to the rhythm of your heartbeat giving life, You are so precious to me darling, it will always be that way, Until the final act is over, Until every man has spoken, Until every battle's done, Until the day, Transmission ends, transmission ends; Waiting up for a shadow tonight, Coming in via satellite, From America, from America; Whispers from some far-off place, Are drifting into outer space, From America, from America; And when I see a shooting star go flashing in the night, I often wonder if some other beings also see the light, And are they picking up our signals, As they spin off into space, Until the final act is over, Until every man has spoken, Until every summer's gone, Until every battle's done, Until the day, Transmission ends, transmission ends; Oh don't let it happen, don't let it happen, no, no, Darling, I'm always going to love you, Yes I'm always going to love you, Darling, I'm always going to love you, Until the final day, Until the final hour, I'm always going to be with you, Yes I'm always going to be with you, My love always going to be with you, Until the day comes down, The man is on the radio, "This is station planet Earth, we're closing down, Transmission ends, Station planet Earth is closing down, Transmission ends, transmission ends." |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
In from the coast
Riding like the wind and racing the moon Shadows on the road Dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool A horseman is coming Death in his heart for a rendezvous And where the traveller goes No-body knows Where the traveller goes No-body knows A Candle in the night Fear on every face when he goes inside Maybe he's on the run Get back from the bar A stranger in town is a dangerous site Maybe he's got a gun Bring a bottle of whiskey Landlord, I wanna talk for a while And where the traveller goes, A cold wind blows Where the traveller goes A cold wind blows There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands You can almost smell his revenge And whoever he is after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take it to the very end Well the landlord he trembled Staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before You laid him in the ground Suddenly remembers A killing, yes a murder many years before twas you that shot him down He said to a boy Saddle me the black I'll meet you down below With this man I must talk With this traveller I'll go With this man I must talk Yes will him I must go There is something in his eyes, Something in his hands I can almost smell his revenge And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster This man is gonna take me to the very end And they were never seen again |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
They say there will be rain tonight,
But that's okay, we'll stay inside, This is the first time I have felt so satisfied, I know love has found me; And now the night, is getting wild, And she is sleeping like a child, And though I know, I know I should be dreaming, I'm tossing and turning, 'cos I wonder, Yes I wonder, how it began, Growing in the forests and the freeways, Minute by minute she became a part of me, And suddenly love is here and I'm falling, Just like every drop of rain, Many drops can someday make a river, And many rivers go down to the sea, And the sea rolls on forever, forever, And now I'll sleep til morning light, I have no fear of stormy nights, Because the one that I have wanted all my life, Is right here beside me, and I wonder, Oh the wonder, how it began, Growing in the forests and the freeways, Minute by minute she became a part of me, And suddenly love is here and I'm falling, Just like every drop of rain, Many drops can someday make a river, And many rivers go down to the sea, And the sea rolls on forever, Oh oh every drop of rain... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
In a country churchyard there's a preacher with his people
Gathered all around to join a man and woman, Spring is here and turtle doves are singing from the steeple, Bees are in the flowers, growing in the graveyard, And over the hill, where the river meets the mill, A lovely girl is coming down To give her hand upon her wedding day. Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair, Music as she walks slowly to the altar, And picking up his Bible then the Preacher turns towards her, "Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, to honour and love in the eyes of god above, Now let the peoble sing with me These words to live forever in your heart... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly away" Many years have fallen on that golden country morning, The graveyard's overgrown, the church lies in ruins, Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone, I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves, And suddenly it seemed to me I heard the words like singing in the trees... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly... Let your love shine on For we are the stars in the sky, Let your love shine strong Until the day you fly... Fly away... |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
Dennis is a menace
With his "Anyone for tennis?" And he'd beseech me to come keep the score. And Maude said, "Oh Lord, I'm so terribly bored" I really can't stand it anymore... I'm going...out to dinner, With a gorgeous singer, To a little place I know, Down by the key. Her name is Patricia, She calls herself Delicia And the reason isn't Very hard to see. She said, God made her a sinner Just to keep those fat men thinner As they tumble down in heaps Before her feet. They hang around in groups Like battle weary troops, One can often see the Queue right down the street. Because Patricia Or Delicia Not only is a singer She also removes all her clothing For Patricia, Is the best stripper in town... And with a swing of her hips, She started to strip To tremendous applause She took of her drawers And with a lick of her lips She undid all her clips, Threw it all in the air And everyone stared And as the last piece of clothing Fell to the floor, The police were banging on the door On a Saturday night, In 1924 Take it away boys... Well, Patricia was arrested And everyone detested, The terrible manner in which she was exposed Later on in court where everybody thought A summer's run in jail would be proposed.. But the judge said, "Patricia, Or may I say Delicia, The facts of this case lie before me (knock, knock, knock) Case dismissed... This girl was in her working clothes... And with a swing of her hips, She started to strip To tremendous applause She took off her drawers And with a lick of her lips She undid all her clips, Threw it all in the air And everyone stared And as the last piece of clothing Fell to the floor, The police were yelling out for more (more) On a Saturday night In 1924 |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
Where your love is, put your heart, guard these moments well,
Where your dreams are, put your hopes, you know they will not fail you, When the sun rises in the morning, you will wake up and find her yawning, When the wind blows strong and cold, she'll be with you until you grow old, Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true? I would build a lovely house with satin green shutters, it would be lovely The most lovely house in the world... And I would sing a lovely song with you in my mind, and you in my eyes, The most lovely song in the world... I would write it down on the wall, just for you, just for you; And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days. When you're sad and feeling low, you're on your own with nowhere to go, Make believe that she is gone, play your guitar and write a song for her, Write down the words about how you cried when you woke up weeping, 'Cos you thought that she had died, and you heard her breathing, Through your pain and you held her close and cried all over again; Where your love is, put your heart, oh what would you do if your dreams came true? And inside my lovely house with satin green shutters, there would be children, The most lovely children in the world... And even when skies are grey, we would be happy, for we have love, The most lovely love in the world; I would write it down on the wind, just for you, just for you; And I would hold you in my arms for the rest of my days. |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
There's a Spanish train that runs between
Guadalquivir and old Seville, And at dead of night the whistle blows, And people hear she's running still... And then they hush their children back to sleep, Lock the doors, upstairs they creep, For it is said that the souls of the dead Fill that train ten thousand deep!! Well a railwayman lay dying with his people by his side, His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died, But above his head just a-waiting for the dead, Was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye, "Well God's not around and look what I've found, this one's mine!!" Just then the Lord himself appeared in a blinding flash of light, And shouted at the devil, "Get thee hence to endless night!!" But the Devil just grinned and said "I may have sinned, But there's no need to push me around, I got him first so you can do your worst, He's going underground!!" "But I think I'll give you one more chance" Said the Devil with a smile, "So throw away that stupid lance, It's really not your style", "Joker is the name, Poker is the game, We'll play right here on this bed, And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet, The souls of the dead!!" And I said "Look out, Lord, he's going to win, The sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line, Oh Lord, he's going to win!.." Well the railwayman he cut the cards and he dealt them each a hand of five And for the Lord he was praying hard Or that train he'd have to drive... Well the Devil he had three aces and a king, And the Lord, he was running for a straight, He had the queen and the knave and the nine and ten of spades, All he needed was the eight... And then the Lord he called for one more card, But he drew the diamond eight, And the Devil said to the son of God, "I believe you've got it straight, So deal me one for the time has come To see who'll be the king of this place, But as he spoke, from beneath his cloak, He slipped another ace... Ten thousand souls was the opening bid, And it soon went up to fifty-nine, But the Lord didn't see what the Devil did, and he said "that suits me fine", "I'll raise you high to hundred and five, And forever put an end to your sin", But the Devil let out a mighty shout, "My hand wins!!" And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win, The sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line, Oh Lord, don't let him win... "Well that Spanish train still runs between, Guadalquivir and old Seville, And at dead of night the whistle blows, And people fear she's running still... And far away in some recess The Lord and the Devil are now playing chess, The Devil still cheats and wins more souls, And as for the Lord, well, he's just doing his best... And I said "Lord, oh Lord, you've got to win, The Sun is down and the night is riding in, That train is still on time, Oh my soul is on the line, Oh Lord, you've got to win..." |
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from Chris De Burgh - Best Moves (1985)
standing in the foyer of the grand hotel,
suitcase in his hand looking for a bill, there's a hurricane coming and everyone's trying to get away; time of the season, time of the year, the weather reporter from miami is clear, "find a save place to hide," there's no place here; and then the lights go down, in that caribbean town, and the fishing boats that go out from the coast, are tied up and dry, yeah yeah yeah, suddenly there's a movement to the telephone, but nobody's calling home tonight, they've taken out the very last flight, and they close down the borderline, 'cos there ain't nowhere to hide, waiting for the hurricane, there is nowhere here to hide, waiting for the hurricane, oh there is nowhere you can hide, waiting for the hurricane, no no no no... staring out the window of the grand hotel, the sea was roaring, i remember well, and then the honeymoon bride began to cry, but as the band played on, some old love song, well he held her hand, gave her to understand, it'll be alright, yeah yeah yeah, suddenly there's a movement to the radio, but nobody's getting home tonight, they've taken out the very last flight, and they closed down the borderline, 'cos there ain't nowhere to hide, waiting for the hurricane, there is nowhere here to hide, waiting for the hurricane, oh there is nowhere you can hide, waiting for the hurricane, oh there is nowhere you can hide, waiting for the hurricane, oh oh, waiting for the hurricane, oh oh, waiting for the hurricane, no no no no... |