Keep Marchin' on America
Keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on - Keep marchin'
on - America - Don't you know you're
The land of the free - and the
home of the brave - prosperity
Can always be your - if you really
Really want it to be. You can do what you want, if you
Want to - really - really - want to -you
Can be a christian if you want to -
Really want to - you can choose heaven
Or hell - it's all up to you - keep marchin'
on Keep marchin' on - keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on America, my sweet - sweet -
Land of liberty. Keep marchin' on - keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on America - my sweet -
Sweet - land of liberty - Keep marchin' on - keep marchin'
on - keep marchin' on - America
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When The Saints Go Marchin In
(traditional)
Well when the saints go marchin in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin in
When the sun refuse to shine
Well when the sun refuse to shine
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
Well when the saints go marchin in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin in
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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In My Time Of Dying
Written by: r. johnson (jones/page/bonham/plant)
In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (x2)
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin bed.
Meet me, jesus, meet me. meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, lord. please meet me with another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (x2)
Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...
Jesus gonna make up... jesus gonna make you my dyin bed
Oh, saint peter, at the gates of heaven... wont you let me in
I never did no harm. I never did no wrong
Oh, gabriel, let me blow your horn. let me blow your horn
Oh, I never did, did no harm.
Ive only been this young once. I never thought Id do anybody no wrong
No, not once.
Oh, I did somebody some good. somebody some good...
Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good...
And I see them in the streets
And I see them in the field
And I hear them shouting under my feet
And I know its got to be real
Oh, lord, deliver me
All the wrong Ive done
You can deliver me, lord
I only wanted to have some fun.
Hear the angels marchin, hear the marchin, hear them marchin,
Hear them marchin, the marchin
Oh my jesus... (repeat)
Oh, dont you make it my dyin, dyin, dyin...
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Down By The Riverside & When The Saints Come Marching In
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Lets snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Lets give em what the song demands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Well hear them playing keep that beat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Lets get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Dont let that grand old rhythm fade
Just play that drum, play that number
When the saints come marchin in
Shake tambourines, play that cornet
Crank up that horn you wont forget
Your heart will hum to that number
When the saints come marchin in
The cymbals clang, just pound that beat
Sounds like a hundred marching feet
Its fun to join in that number
When the saints come marchin in
See banners wave, oh hear that ring
We all feel prouder than a king
cause everyone, everyone loves that number
When the saints come marchin in
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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In My Time Of Dying
(bonham/jones/page/plant)
In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (x2)
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin bed.
Meet me, jesus, meet me. meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, lord. please meet me with another pair
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (x2)
Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...
Jesus gonna make up... jesus gonna make you my dyin bed
Oh, saint peter, at the gates of heaven... wont you let me in
I never did no harm. I never did no wrong
Oh, gabriel, let me blow your horn. let me blow your horn
Oh, I never did, did no harm.
Ive only been this young once. I never thought Id do anybody no wrong
No, not once.
Oh, I did somebody some good. somebody some good...
Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good...
And I see them in the streets
And I see them in the field
And I hear them shouting under my feet
And I know its got to be real
Oh, lord, deliver me
All the wrong Ive done
You can deliver me, lord
I only wanted to have some fun.
Hear the angels marchin, hear the marchin, hear them marchin,
Hear them marchin, the marchin
Oh my jesus... (repeat)
Oh, dont you make it my dyin, dyin, dyin...
(studio chatter: thats gonna be the one, isnt it?
Come have a listen, then.
Oh yes, thank you.)
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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When The Saints Go Marching In
Well when the saints go marchin' in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin' in
When the sun refuse to shine
Well when the sun refuse to shine
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
Well when the saints go marchin' in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin' in
Well when the saints go marchin' in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin' in
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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We March
Uno para todos, y todos para uno {one 4 all and all 4 one}
March, we march
(whoa) {x6 in bg}
March, we march {x2}
If this is the same avenue my ancestors fought 2 liberate
How come I cant buy a piece of it even if my credits straight?
If all the waters dirty and I wanna lay the pipe, my dammy
The river that I drink from, will it be the same as your mammy?
Chorus:
Nows the time 2 find a rhyme (yeah)
Thats got a reason and frees the mind (yeah)
From angry thoughts, the racist kind (yeah)
If we all wanna a change then come on get in line
Next time we march (whoa)
Were kickin down the door
Next time we march (whoa)
All is what were marchin 4
If this is the same sister that u cannot stop calling a bitch (bitch)
It will be the same one that will leave your broke ass in a ditch (ditch)
If u cant find a better reason 2 call this woman otherwise
Then dont cry, u made the bed in which u lie
Chorus
(whoa) {x4 in bg}
March, we march (come on)
March, we march
Yes we do!
Dig..
Now we clarify 4ever, in other words as long as it takes
We aint got no use 4 ice cream without the cake (umm)
We aint got no time 4 excuses, the promised land belongs 2 all
We can march in peace but u best watch your back if another leader falls
March, we march
[feet stompin!]
March, we march
He said it, she said it and I say...
Nows the time (nows the time) 2 find a rhyme (yeah)
Thats got a reason (yeah) and frees the mind (free your mind)
From angry thoughts, the racist kind (yeah)
If we all wanna a change then come on get in line (get in line!)
Next time we march (whoa)
Were kickin down the door
Next time we march (hey yeah) (whoa)
All is what were marchin 4 (whooaa)
Next time we march (oh yeah) (whoa)
Kickin down the door
Next time we march (hey yeah) (whoa)
All is what were marchin 4
The fun dont stop the bacon
Thats when the money gonna stop the shakin
I know that next time we march, yeah
song performed by by Prince
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Jimmy Dooley's Army
There's a dashin' sort of boy
Which they call his Party's Joy,
And his smile-that-won't-come-off would quite disarm ye;
And he played the leadin' hand
In the Helter-Skelter Band,
Known as Jimmy Dooley's Circulating Army.
When the rank and file they found,
They were marchin' round and round,
They one and all began to act unruly;
And the letter that he wrote,
Sure it got the Labor goat,
So we set ourselves to deal with Captain Dooley.
Chorus
Whill-il-loo. High Ho!
We'll all be there you know,
The repartees and ructions they will charm ye;
And we'll see which we prefer,
Is it Dooley or McGirr,
To take command of Jimmy Dooley's Army.
When we're marchin' to the poll,
And we're under his control,
We sometimes feel a trifle unsalubrious;
For by one and all 'twas said
That if our objective's Red,
To call it claret-coloured makes us dubious.
Sure, the Fat Men one fine day
They chanced to come our way,
And we thought that we should bate them well and trooly;
But we let them pass us by
And not half a brick did fly,
'Twas then we tore our tickets up on Dooley.
Chorus
Whill-il-loo. High Ho!
We'll all be there you know,
The repartees and ructions they will charm ye;
And we'll see which we prefer,
Is it Dooley or McGirr,
To take command of Jimmy Dooley's Army.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Better Day
Sonny signed his name up for tomorrow
And laughed with all this friends
At all the little men who borrow tunes
They heard just yesterday
Davey got us down but we got away
And drank to all the days
That we had whiled away
Just playing Robin Hood a little out of phase
And then the nightmares come
And you get blown away
(when your friends go away
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Take It Easy
Everybody talkin bout what it is and what it aint
What kinda house and what kinda paint
Everybody seems to be steppin in time
But its much too fast and I gotta remind ya
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Old kinda feelings, saturday nights
God Im afraid n gotta pull out the stops
Everybody seems to be marchin in time
But its much too fast and I gotta remind ya
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy, yeah
New kid smokin in a bar tonight
Who be pullin on a peace pipe
Where you sit is where its at
Gotta get off your ass cause youre gettin too fat
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Ooooo, gotta take it easy
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
Sweepin up the tombs with your paranoid yups
Later hop the stores when you clean your cups
Everybodys livin in the middle of the line
But its much too much and I gotta remind ya
Ooooo, better take it easy
Ooooo, we better take it easy
Ooooo, you better take it easy
Dont do it
Dont do, gotta take it easy
Gotta, gotta take it easy
Gotta, gotta take it easy
Gotta take it ea...
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
We gotta take it easy
Ooooo, gotta take it, I gotta take it
I gotta take it, I gotta take it
Old kinda feelings, saturday nights
God Im afraid, gotta pull out the stops
Everybody seems to be marchin in time
But its much too fast and I gotta remind you
Ooooo, we gotta take it easy
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Foxy's Folk Faced
I think everybody's after me
They wanna know just what I feel
Pushing wires under my nose
Everybody's standing on my toes
Telling the world what I should know
You said you'd seen life from near the floor
You opened every closing door
Thank you for always being there
And all the nights in which we shared
And we know we're always here
And if it gets you down
You know I'll always be around
Guess too much just ain't enough
We - we who are your property
Whose every single move you see
We don't mind the prying eyes
We don't mind all your lies
Or the headlines that you write
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Besides Yourself
Before I let you all go
Before I pull you from this show
Before I wave to you
I'd like to say to you
I wish you never to be alone
Besides yourself what can you say
Millions apart and miles away
Besides yourself what do you need
Some feel no pain while others bleed
So if you're going to save my words
Make sure it's this time you deserve
Before I walk away
I know your every day
Will play before you on it's own
(Repeat Chorus)
And I'm not saying I'm not saying any wrong by you
And I'm not saying I'm not talking my time for you
(Repeat Chorus)
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Hundred Mile High City
So I said I'm on the roam so I need a car
And I know that I'm getting alive
And I say I got faith and a season
And I say that's where I'm going to
I get a need and I'm wanting to please it
I got a face and I'm wanting to feel it
The more I feel is the more that I need it
The more I need is the less I believe it
Well I want a good love by my side
Keep on getting out of love and my pride
And I know I keep hurting my love yeah
But I know it ain't killing
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Route Marchin
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,
A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains;
Ho! get away you bullock-man, you've 'eard the bugle blowed,
There's a regiment a-comin' down the Grand Trunk Road;
With its best foot first
And the road a-sliding past,
An' every bloomin' campin'-ground exactly like the last;
While the Big Drum says,
With 'is "~rowdy-dowdy-dow!~" --
"~Kiko kissywarsti~ don't you ~hamsher argy jow?~"*
* Why don't you get on?
Oh, there's them Injian temples to admire when you see,
There's the peacock round the corner an' the monkey up the tree,
An' there's that rummy silver grass a-wavin' in the wind,
An' the old Grand Trunk a-trailin' like a rifle-sling be'ind.
While it's best foot first, . . .
At half-past five's Revelly, an' our tents they down must come,
Like a lot of button mushrooms when you pick 'em up at 'ome.
But it's over in a minute, an' at six the column starts,
While the women and the kiddies sit an' shiver in the carts.
An' it's best foot first, . . .
Oh, then it's open order, an' we lights our pipes an' sings,
An' we talks about our rations an' a lot of other things,
An' we thinks o' friends in England, an' we wonders what they're at,
An' 'ow they would admire for to hear us sling the ~bat~.*
An' it's best foot first, . . .
* Language. Thomas's first and firmest conviction is that
he is a profound Orientalist and a fluent speaker of Hindustani.
As a matter of fact, he depends largely on the sign-language.
It's none so bad o' Sunday, when you're lyin' at your ease,
To watch the kites a-wheelin' round them feather-'eaded trees,
For although there ain't no women, yet there ain't no barrick-yards,
So the orficers goes shootin' an' the men they plays at cards.
Till it's best foot first, . . .
So 'ark an' 'eed, you rookies, which is always grumblin' sore,
There's worser things than marchin' from Umballa to Cawnpore;
An' if your 'eels are blistered an' they feels to 'urt like 'ell,
You drop some tallow in your socks an' that will make 'em well.
For it's best foot first, . . .
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's coral strand,
Eight 'undred fightin' Englishmen, the Colonel, and the Band;
Ho! get away you bullock-man, you've 'eard the bugle blowed,
There's a regiment a-comin' down the Grand Trunk Road;
With its best foot first
And the road a-sliding past,
An' every bloomin' campin'-ground exactly like the last;
While the Big Drum says,
With 'is "~rowdy-dowdy-dow!~" --
"~Kiko kissywarsti~ don't you ~hamsher argy jow?~"
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Here It Is Tomorrow Again
P. gibson / roy ringwald
See the house lights start to blink
And the sky is turnin pink
Gosh what will the neighbors think
Cause here it is tomorrow again
We could share a perfect day
But weve danced the night away
Guess youd better hit the hay
Cause here it is tomorrow again
We saw the sunset in the sky
Soon well see the dawn
Mother natures about to rise
And father time is marchin on
Dit you hear my daddy yell?
Weve been leaning on the bell
Kiss me quick and run like sixty
Because here it is tommorrow again
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Big Star
I don't want to be another big star
Picking at your cars
Stealing at your clothes
Finding out what you don't know
You don't know
I don't want to be your big star
Picking your calls; saying I don't know
I don't want to be your suitor
Lacking at your feet
Trying to love the things you need
And you know I've heard this before
And you know I've heard it some more
Won't you give me a chance
To break down your door
But I sit
Oh Oh
I still sit here
I don't want to be a tailor
Pricking at your thumb
Washing all the tears away
Some words
Oh no I believe they don't feel you
Picking up your dirt
Washing all your dreams away
(Repeat Chorus)
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Billy And His Drum
Ho! it's come, kids, come!
'With a bim! bam! bum!
Here's little Billy bangin' on his big bass drum!
He's a-marchin' round the room,
With his feather-duster plume
A-noddin' an' a-bobbin' with his bim! bom! boom!
Looky, little Jane an' Jim!
Will you only look at him,
A-humpin' an' a-thumpin' with his bam! bom! bim!
Has the Day o' Judgment come
Er the New Mi-len-nee-um?
Er is it only Billy with his bim! bam! bim!
I 'm a-comin'; yes, I am--
Jim an' Sis, an' Jane an' Sam!
We'll all march off with Billy an' his bom! bim! bam!
Come _hurrawin'_ as you come,
Er they'll think you're deef-an'-dumb
Ef you don't hear little Billy an' his big bass drum!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Parklife
confidence isa preference for the habitual voyeur for what is known as
(parklife)
and morning soupcan be avoided if you take a root straight through what is known as
(parlife)john's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it
(parklife)
who's that gut lord marchin
you should cut down on your parklife mate
get some exercise
all the people
so many people
they all go hand in hand
hand in hand through their parklife
know what i mean
i get upwhen i want except on wednesdays
when i get rudely awaken by the dustmen
(parklife)
i put on my trousers on
song performed by by Blur from Parklife
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Danny Deever
"What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade.
"To turn you out, to turn you out", the Colour-Sergeant said.
"What makes you look so white, so white?" said Files-on-Parade.
"I'm dreadin' what I've got to watch", the Colour-Sergeant said.
For they're hangin' Danny Deever, you can hear the Dead March play,
The regiment's in 'ollow square -- they're hangin' him to-day;
They've taken of his buttons off an' cut his stripes away,
An' they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'.
"What makes the rear-rank breathe so 'ard?" said Files-on-Parade.
"It's bitter cold, it's bitter cold", the Colour-Sergeant said.
"What makes that front-rank man fall down?" said Files-on-Parade.
"A touch o' sun, a touch o' sun", the Colour-Sergeant said.
They are hangin' Danny Deever, they are marchin' of 'im round,
They 'ave 'alted Danny Deever by 'is coffin on the ground;
An' 'e'll swing in 'arf a minute for a sneakin' shootin' hound --
O they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'!
"'Is cot was right-'and cot to mine", said Files-on-Parade.
"'E's sleepin' out an' far to-night", the Colour-Sergeant said.
"I've drunk 'is beer a score o' times", said Files-on-Parade.
"'E's drinkin' bitter beer alone", the Colour-Sergeant said.
They are hangin' Danny Deever, you must mark 'im to 'is place,
For 'e shot a comrade sleepin' -- you must look 'im in the face;
Nine 'undred of 'is county an' the regiment's disgrace,
While they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'.
"What's that so black agin' the sun?" said Files-on-Parade.
"It's Danny fightin' 'ard for life", the Colour-Sergeant said.
"What's that that whimpers over'ead?" said Files-on-Parade.
"It's Danny's soul that's passin' now", the Colour-Sergeant said.
For they're done with Danny Deever, you can 'ear the quickstep play,
The regiment's in column, an' they're marchin' us away;
Ho! the young recruits are shakin', an' they'll want their beer to-day,
After hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Spark & Cindy
Spark and Cindy live by their own means
They wouldn't have if I'd only known where they'd been
And I want to make things a part of my life
And I want to see that things are going to be right
But if you can't even stand on your feet
And if you don't own the air that you breathe
Then it's not for me to say
But I wouldn't live that way
And I wouldn't stand apart
And I wouldn't find the real
and I wouldn't play a part
And I wouldn't find in love
So misguided by some fool
And just what I'm trying trying to say
Makes my head spin round the room
(Repeat from 3rd line onwards)
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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Wonderboy
havent been very good
for some time but now I listen to the music once again
to bowie and the petshop boys
getting better as the musics getting back to my head
when the moon has turned the blood
at the end of the world
then the saints go marchin in and everybody starts to cry
wake up, wonderboy
i havent been very well
feeling kind of seasick, tryin to follow your contrail
youre flying miles above my head
while Im dreaming underwater sleeping in a whale
when the stars begin to shine
let me be in this number
and then it comes within a wave, like lsd to phantasy
like gasoline into a fire, like virgin blood to a vampire
and everybody starts to smile
cause im the wonderboy again...
wake up, wonderboy..
song performed by by Alphaville
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