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Pappalardi-Rea-West
Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy Passed from his childhood That's not my boy I see he's finished, he's run his race We're not his family that's not his face We taught him well And from his youth He knew he always Must know the truth He left his country to go to war When he returned, he'd found we closed the door Chorus But we never dreamed when he was leaving That he would taste the flowers of evil I know his habit was not so bad When for fifty dollars it could be had But now he' home to his promised land And what he needs got to cost a Grand When he'd been home for six month's time My son he told me, he'd made up his mind He's re-enlisted for three years more It's too expensive to stop this war [ Chorus ] Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy Passed from his childhood That's not my boy He's re-enlisted for three years more Is the price of peace worth the price of war? |
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| 3. |
| 3:51 |
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Collins-Pappalardi
The two island swans, mated for life and his faithful heart would not consider any other wife. For three years' peaceful joy 'midst the rushes of the pond. Proud and gentle was the loving of the last two island swans. And their love was like a circle, no beginning and no end with his lady by his side, a treasure and a best friend. And the pond was all so peaceful in the rising of the sun young and free as the island breeze, their life had just begun. On a dread day in November when the seering cold did start stalked the hunter with his bow and put an arrow in her heart. Husband, come to my side - let your feathers warm my pain for I fear I shall not share another day with you again. And the cold winds blow. He was brave but he's laid low by her body in the island mist. I saw him give her one last cold kiss ... one last cold kiss. Now of swans the people talk of only one in this day's tide. Though they brought him twenty ladies, he would take no other bride. And they say he will not come from the spot where she did fall. Once so proud, he's beaten now, and he will not speak at all. |
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| 4:48 |
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I'm a crossroader.
Speedin' from town to town. I'm a crossroader. Speedin' from town to town. I never ride the main highway. So nobody can slow me down. I'm always trav'lin'. Just a taste outside the law. I'm always trav'lin'. Just a taste outside the law. If you come lookin' for some trouble I'm the man that you'relookin' for. When things ain't movin' fast enough I gotta' pick up and move When things ain't movin' fast enough I gotta' pick up and move They say it ain't no way for a man to be livin'. It's the crossroader's blues. |
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| 7:08 |
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Collins-Pappalardi
One man's life passed all in needing. Words out loud that want repeating. Fathers passed to sons their craving. Woman's loved. Their children saving kings who walk with banners waving still. I have no heart for listening to the men who talk of peace. They'e putting all their nonsense in my way. won't you please, my love, please rest your tired little hands. We've been talking half the night and there's so much more to say. |
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| 25:02 |
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