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ÉNEKELT DALAIM

A Jó Öreg Gyarmati Időben

  ( a szöveg angolul )

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We were forty miles from Albany forget it I never shall what a terrible storm we had one night on the E'ri'e canal Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we'll get a drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo". The barge was full of barley and the crew was full of rye, the Captain he looked down on me with a ricked wicked eye. Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we're gonna get a little drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo. Well the Captain he stood up on the deck with a spy glass in his hand, and the fog was so god darn thick that he couldn't spy the land. Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we're gonna get a little drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo. Now two days out from Syracuse the vessel struck a shoal, we liked all been floundered on a chuckalauka coal. Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we're gonna get a little drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo. The cook she was a grand ole gal. She wore a ragged dress. We hoisted her upon the pole as a signal of distress. Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we're gonna get a little drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo. Now the Captain he got married, the cook she went to jail, and I'm the only son of a 'sea cook' left to tell the tale". Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we'll get a drink 'till we get to Buffalo, 'till we get to Buffalo... Oh the E'ri'e was arising and the gin was getting low, and I scarcely think we're gonna get a little drink 'till we get to city of Buffalo. Till we get to Buffalo".

________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Curly Headed Baby Words and Music by Woody Guthrie She's my curly headed baby Used to set on daddy's knee She's my curly headed baby Comes from sunny Tennessee I have loved her since I met her She is all the world to me She's my curly headed baby Comes from sunny Tennessee. I'm a-gonna tell you 'bout these women I'm a-gonna tell you what they do Hang their heads up on your shoulder Flirt around with another too I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun refuses to shine Than to see her with another When you promised to be mine I was happy when I kissed her And she gave her love to me She's the prettiest little baby That ever fell in love with me She's my curly headed baby And I hope someday to be Walking by her side forever Down in sunny Tennessee.

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Play "Snow Snow" on Apple Music Listen while you read! [Chorus (after each verse):] Snow, snow, falling down; Covering up my dirty old town. Covers the garbage dump, covers the holes, Covers the rich homes, and the poor souls, Covers the station, covers the tracks, Covers the footsteps of those who'll not be back. Under the street lamp, there stands a girl, Looks like she's not got a friend in this world. Look at the big flakes come drifting down, Twisting and turning, round and round. Covers the mailbox, the farm and the plow. Even barbed wire seems - beautiful now. Covers the station, covers the tracks. Covers the footsteps of those who'll not be back. Play "Snow Snow"

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Indian Reservation The Raiders They took the whole Cherokee nation Put us on this reservation Took away our ways of life The tomahawk and the bow and knife Took away our native tongue And taught their English to our young And all the beads we made by hand Are nowadays made in Japan Cherokee people Cherokee tribe So proud to live So proud to die They took the whole Indian nation Locked us on this reservation Though I wear a shirt and tie I'm still part redman… Cherokee people Cherokee tribe So proud to live So proud to die But maybe someday when they learn Cherokee nation will return, will return Will return, will return, will return

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