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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Back Home Again Album, and has also been released as a live version on the An Evening With John Denver Album.
Music makes pictures and often tells stories All of it magic and all of it true And all of the pictures and all of the stories All of the magic, the music is you Music makes pictures and often tells stories All of it magic and all of it true And all of the pictures and all of the stories And all of the magic, the music is you Words and music by John Denver |
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Welcome to my morning
Welcome to my day Yes, I'm the one responsible I made it just this way To make myself some pictures And see what they might bring I think I made it perfectly I wouldn't change a thing (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la) (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la) Welcome to my happiness You know it makes me smile And it pleases me to have you here For just a little while While we open up the spaces Try to break some chains And if the truth is told They will never come again (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la) (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la) (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la) Welcome to my evening The closing of the day You know, I could try a million times Never find a better way To tell you that I love you And all the songs I play Are to thank you for allowing me In the lovely day you made Welcome to my morning Welcome to my day Yes, I'm the one responsible I made it just this way To make myself some pictures And see what they might bring I think I made it perfectly I wouldn't change a thing (La la la, la-la-la-la-la-la....etc.) |
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Born a poor young country boy
Mother nature's son All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream Watch her waters rise Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies Du-du-du du du du-du-du-du du du du du Du-du-du du du du-du-du du du du Du-du-du-du du-du-du du du Find me in my field of grass Mother nature's son Swaying Daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun Du-du-du du du du-du-du-du du du du du Du-du-du du du du-du-du du du du Du-du-du-du du-du-du du du Ah, mother nature's son! |
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Summer: John Denver
Silently the morning mist is lying on the water Captive moonlight waiting for the dawn Softly like a baby's breath a breeze begins to whisper The sun is coming, quick you must be gone Smiling like a superstar the morning comes in singing The promise of another sunny day And all the flowers open up to gather in the sunshine I do believe that summer's here to stay Do you care what's happening around you Do your sense know the changes when they come Can you see yourselves reflected in the season Can you understand the need to carry on Riding on the tapestry of all there is to see So many ways and oh so many things Rejoicing in the differences There's no one just like me Yet as different as we are , we're still the same And oh I love the life within me I feel part of everything I see And oh I love the life around me A part of everything is here in me |
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Today while the blossoms
still cling to the vine I'll taste your strawberries I'll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrow shall all pass away 'ere I forget all the joy that is mine today - 연주중 - I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover you'll know who I am by the songs that I sing I'll feast at your table I'll sleep in your clover who cares what tomorrow shall bring Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine I'll taste your strawberries I'll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrow shall all pass away 'ere I forget all the joy that is mine today I can't be contented with yesterday's glory I can't live on promises winter to spring Today is my moment now is my story I'll laugh and I'll cry and I'll sing Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine I'll taste your strawberries I'll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrow shall all pass away 'ere I forget all the joy that is mine today - 연주중 - Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine I'll taste your strawberries I'll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrow shall all pass away 'ere I forget all the joy that is mine today |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the An Evening With John Denver album as a live version, and it has also been released on the Changes album. This song is also referred to as Saturday Night In Toledo, Ohio.
Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio, is like being nowhere at all All through the day how the hours rush by You sit in the park and you watch the grass die Ah, but after the sunset, the dusk and the twilight When shadows of night start to fall They roll back the sidewalks precisely at ten And people who live there are not seen again Just two lonely truckers from Great Falls, Montana And a salesman from places unknown - ces unknown All huddled together in downtown Toledo To spend their big night all alone You ask how I know of Toledo, Ohio Well I spent a week there one day They've got entertainment to dazzle your eyes Go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise Ah, but let's not forget that the folks of Toledo Unselfishly gave us the scales No springs, honest weight, that's the promise they made So smile and be thankful next time you get weighed And wive and wet wive Let this be our motto Let's let the sleeping dogs lie - ping dogs lie And here's to the dogs of Toledo, Ohio Ladies, we bid you goodbye Words and music by Randy Sparkes |
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Had an uncle named Matthew
Was his father's only boy Born just south of Colby, Kansas Was his mother's pride and joy Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky All the stories that he told me Back when I was just a lad All the memories that he gave me All the good times that he had Growin' up a Kansas farmboy Life was mostly havin' fun Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a view beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue is just a Kansas summer sky Well, I guess there were some hard times And I'm told some years were lean They had a storm in forty-seven A twister came and stripped them clean He lost the farm and lost his family He lost the wheat and lost his home But he found a family Bible Faith as solid as a stone Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky So he came to live at our house And he came to work the land He came to ease my daddy's burden And he came to be my friend So, I wrote this down for Matthew And it's for him the song is sung Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders Behind a mule beneath the sun Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on Love was just the way to live and die Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield Blue, just a Kansas summer sky Words and music by John Denver |
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Up in a meadow in Jasper Alberta
Two men and four ponies on a long lonesome ride To see the high country and learn of her people The ways that they lived there the ways that they died And one is a teacher one a beginner Just wanting to be there and wanting to know And together they're trying to tell us a story That should have been listened to long long ago Now the life in the mountains is living in danger From too many people too many machines And the time is upon us today is forever Tomorrow is just one of yesterday's dreams Cold nights in Canada and icy blue winds The man and the mountains are brothers again Clear waters are laughing they sing to the sky The Rockies are living they never will die Up in a meadow in Jasper Alberta Two men and four ponies on a long lonesome ride |
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Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Travelled by many remembered by few Lookin' for something that I can believe in Lookin' for something that I'd like to do with my life There's nothin' behind me and nothin' that ties me To somethin' that might have been true yesterday Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more Than enough to just be here today And I don't know what the future is holdin' in store I don't know where I'm goin', I'm not sure where I've been There's a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me My life is worth the livin', I don't need to see the end Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air Lost and alone on some forgotten highway Travelled by many remembered by few Lookin' for something that I can believe in Lookin' for something that I'd like to do with my life There's nothin' behind me and nothin' that ties me To somethin' that might have been true yesterday Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more Than enough to just be here today And I don't know what the future is holdin' in store I don't know where I'm goin', I'm not sure where I've been There's a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me My life is worth the livin', I don't need to see the end Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air Sweet, sweet surrender Live, live without care Like a fish in the water Like a bird in the air |
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When I was a little bitty boy, just up off a floor
We used to go down to grandma's house, ev'ry month end or so We'd have chicken pies and country ham 'n' home made butter on the bread But the best darn thing about Grandma's house was her great big feather bed It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed After supper we'd sit around the fire, the old folks'd spit and chew Pa would talk about the farm and the war, and granny'd sing a ballad or two I'd sit and listen and watch the fire, till the cobwebs filled my head Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morn in the middle of the old feather bed It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed Well I love my ma, I love my pa, I love granny and grandpa too I've been fishin' with my uncle, I rassled with my cousin, I even kissed Aunt Lou, eww! But if I ever had to make a choice, I guess it ought to be said That I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road for grandma's feather bed I'd trade 'em all plus the gal down the road… Well, maybe I'd better reconsider about the gal down the road It was nine feet high and six feet wide, soft as a downy chick It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese, took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick It'd hold eight kids 'n' four hound dogs and a piggy we stole from the shed We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun on grandma's feather bed |
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You fill up my senses
Like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime Like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert Like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses Come fill me again Come let me love you Let me give my life to you Let me drown in your laughter Let me die in your arms Let me lay down beside you Let me always be with you Come let me love you Come love me again Let me give my life to you Come let me love you Come love me again You fill up my senses Like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime Like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert Like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses Come fill me again |
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I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers But time is still turning they soon will be dry And all of those who see me, and all who believe in me Share in the freedom I feel when I fly Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars And reach for the heavens and hope for the future And all that we can be and not what we are |
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Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me
Did you think our time together was all gone Lady, you've been dreaming, I'm as close as I can be And I swear to you our time has just begun Close your eyes and rest your weary mind I promise I will stay right here beside you Today our lives were joined, became entwined I wish that you could know how much I love you Lady, are you happy, do you feel the way I do Are there meanings that you've never seen before Lady, my sweet lady, I just can't believe it's true And it's like I've never, ever loved before (Chorus) Lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me Did you think our time together was all gone Lady, my sweet lady, I'm as close as I can be And I swear to you our time has just begun |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the An Evening With John Denver Album, and has also been released on the Country Classics - The Very Best of John Denver Album. It has not been released as a studio track. It also appears on some of the variations of The Evening With John Denver Album.
I'm bringin' me home to you It's all that I have to give My life, my love, my everything It's you I choose to be with Had a wonderful time in the city I smile when I recall The space, the songs, the company I really had a ball It's a funny set of circumstances Is me out on the road alone With the moon lookin' over my shoulder I'm findin' my way back home I'm bringin' me home to you It's all that I have to give My life, my love, my everything It's you I choose to be with Ridin' high in the Rocky Mountains It's a quiet and peaceful time I'd swear the stars are smilin' Like they know what's on my mind You see on any such an occasion My thoughts will turn to you The time I spend all by myself I mostly spend with you La la la....... I'm bringin' me home to you It's all that I have to give My life, my love, my everything It's you I choose to be with When I laid down beside you And all the love that you showed I want to live my life with you It's all the dreams that I know Bringin' me home to you It's all that I have to give My life, my love, my everything It's you I choose to be with It's you I choose to be with It's you I want to live with La la la....... Words and music by John Denver |
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the An Evening With John Denver album as a live track, and has also been released on the Some Days Are Diamonds album as a studio version.
Because he called the forest brother Because he called the earth his mother They drove him out into the rain Some people even said the boy from the country was insane Because he spoke with fish in the creek He tried to tell us that the animals could speak Who knows, perhaps they do How do you know they don't Just because they've never spoken to you Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young Boy from the country, he loves the sun He tried to tell us that we should love the land We turned our heads and laughed And we did not understand Sometimes I think that the boy from the country Is the only one who sees Because the boy from the country Doesn't want to see the forest for the trees Boy from the country, he left his home when he was young Boy from the country, he loves the sun Words and music by Michael Murphy |
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Oh lay me down in Forest Lawn in a silver casket,
Put golden flowers over my head in a silver basket. Let the drum and bugle corp play taps while cannons roar And sixteen liveried employees sell souveniers from the funeral store. I want to go simply when I go, They'll give me a simple funeral there I know, With a casket lined in fleece And fireworks spelling out "rest in peace." Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn. Oh lay me down in Forest Lawn, they understand there. They have a heavenly choir and a military band there. Just put me in their care, I'll find my comfort there With sixteen planes in a last salute they'll drop a cross in a parachute. I want to go simply when I go, They'll give me a simple funeral there I know: With a hundred strolling strings And topless dancers with golden wings! Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn. Oh, come, come, come, come, Come to the church in the wildwood, Kindly leave a contribution in the pail. Be as simple and as trusting as a child would And we'll sell you the church in the dale. To find a simple resting place is my desire; To lay me down with a smiling face comes a little bit higher. My likeness cast in brass will stand in plastic grass While hidden weights and springs tip it's hat to the mourners filing past! I want to go simply when I go. They'll give me a simple funeral there I know. I'll lie beneath the sand With piped in tapes of Billy Graham. Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, For a slightly higher fee! Oh take me when I'm gone to Forest Lawn! |
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Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack It's early to rise and early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm Raisin' me a family and workin' on the farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got my old fiddle When the sun's comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun is settin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God I'm a country boy I'd play "Sally Goodin" all day if I could But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got my old fiddle When the sun's comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Well, I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folks drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen Son, let me tell you exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got my old fiddle When the sun's comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side He said, "Live a good life, play my fiddle with pride And thank God you're a country boy" My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle He taught me how to love and how to give just a little Thank God I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got my old fiddle When the sun's comin' up, I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy |
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Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze Country roads, take me home to the place I belong West Virginia, Mountain Mama Take me home, country roads All my memories gather 'round her Miner's lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye Country roads, take me home to the place I belong West Virginia, Mountain Mama Take me home, country roads I hear her voice, in the mornin' hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And drivin' down the road, I get a feelin That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday Country roads, take me home to the place I belong West Virginia, Mountain Mama Take me home, country roads Country roads, take me home to the place I belong West Virginia, Mountain Mama Take me home, country roads Take me home, (down) country roads Take me home, (down) country roads |
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I've been lately thinkin' about my life's time
All the things I've done and how it's been And I can't help believin' in my own mind I know I'm gonna hate to see it end I've seen a lot of sunshine, slept out in the rain Spent a night or two all on my own I've known my lady's pleasures, had myself some friends Spent a time or two in my own home And I have to say it now, it's been a good life all in all It's really fine to have the chance to hang around Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around And talk of poems, and prayers and promises and things that we believe in How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care How long it's been since yesterday, what about tomorrow? And what about our dreams and all the memories we share? The days they pass so quickly now, nights are seldom long Time around me whispers when it's cold The changes somehow frighten me, still I have to smile It turns me on to think of growing old For though my life's been good to me, there's still so much to do So many things my mind has never known I'd like to raise a family, I'd like to sail away And dance across the mountains on the moon And I have to say it now, it's been a good life all in all It's really fine to have the chance to hang around Lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass a pipe around And talk of poems, and prayers and promises and things that we believe in How sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care How long it's been since yesterday, what about tomorrow? And what about our dreams and all the memories we share? |
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He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he'd never been before He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again You might say he found a key for every door When he first came to the mountains, his life was far away On the road and hanging by a song But the string's already broken and he doesn't really care It keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long It's the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky The shadows from the starlight are softer than a lullaby Rocky Mountain high (Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below He saw everything as far as you can see And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun And he lost a friend but kept the memory Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forests and the streams Seeking grace in every step he takes His sight is turned inside himself to try and understand The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky Talk to God and listen to the casual reply Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear Of the simple things he cannot comprehend Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more More people, more scars upon the land In the Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky I know he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle fly Rocky Mountain high The Colorado Rocky Mountain high I've seen it raining fire in the sky Friends around the campfire and everybody's high Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) Rocky Mountain high (high in Colorado) |
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This old guitar taught me to sing a lovesong,
showed me how to laugh and how to cry, introduced me to some friends of mine, and brightened up some days, it helped me make it through some lonely nights, oh, what a friend to have on a cold lonely night. This old guitar gave me my lovely lady, it opened up her eyes and ears to me, it brought us close together, I guess it broke her heart, but it opened up the space for us to be, what a lovely place, a lovely space to be. This old guitar gave me my life my living, and all the things I know I love to do, to serenade the stars that shine from a sunny mountain side, most of all to sing my songs for you, ooh, I love to sing my songs for you, yes I do,Lord, I love to sing my songs for you. |
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Jessie went away last summer a couple of months ago
After all our time together it was hard to see her go She called me right up when she arrived asked me one more time to come Livin' on the LA freeway ain't my kind of havin' fun I think I'd rather be a cowboy I think I'd rather ride a range I think I'd rather be a cowboy than to lay me down in love and lady's chains When we were just beginning it was such an easy way Myin' backup in the mountains makin' songs for sunny days She got tired of pickin' daisies and cookin' my meals for me She can live the life she wants to yes and it's all right with me I think I'd rather be a cowboy I'd rather live on the side of a mountain Than wander through the canyons of concrete and steel I'd rather laugh with the rain and sunshine And lay down my sundown in some starry field Oh but I miss her in the mornin' when I awake alone The absence of her laughter is a cold and empty sound But her memory always makes me smile and I want you to know I love her yes I love her just enough to let her go I think I'd rather be a cowboy I think I'd rather be a cowboy |
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Amsterdam Lyrics
Artist(Band):John Denver In the port Of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps to the old willow tree In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries in a drunken down fight But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's born On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns early light In the port of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet There's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon That can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails And he yells to the cook with his arms open wide Bring me more fish, put it down by my side And he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try So he gets up and he laughs, and he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance paunches bursting their pants, grinding women to pot They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croak Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust To the rancid sounds of the accordion burst Then their out into the night with their pride in their pants With a slut that they tow underneath the street lamps In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who drinks And he drinks, and he drinks, and he drinks once again He drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam Who have promised their love to a thousand other men And they bargain their bodies, and their virtue long gone For a few dirty coins and then when he can't go on He plants his nose in the sky and he wipes it up above And he spits like I'd cry for an unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam, In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam |
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