More Song Lyrics 5

The Sun whose rays are all ablaze with ever living glory
Does not deny his majesty, he scorns to tell a story
He don't exclaim "I blush for shame" so kindly be indulgent
But fierce and bold in fiery gold, he glories all effulgent

I mean to rule the earth as he the sky
We really know our worth, the Sun and I
I mean to rule the earth as he the sky
We really know our worth, the Sun and I

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright
Little darlin', it's been a long, cold, lonely winter
Little darlin', it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright

I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired, and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life

Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Close the door, light the light
We're staying home tonight
Far away from the bustle and the bright city lights
Let them all fade away
Just leave us alone
And we'll live in a world of our own.

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there
Which seek thro' the world, is ne'er met elsewhere
Home! Home!
Sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home
There's no place like home!

Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day

I'm just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America

“Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait ’till their judgment day comes, yeah!”

Hey now, baby
Get into my big black car
Hey now, baby
Get into my big black car
I want to just show you
What my politics are

GYPSY'S WARNING

Do not trust him, gentle lady, though his voice be low and sweet
Heed not him who kneels before you, gently pleading at thy feet
Now thy life is in its morning; cloud not this thy happy lot
Listen to the gypsy's warning, gentle lady, heed him not
Listen to the gypsy's warning, gentle lady, head him not

In this age of grand illusion
You walked into my life
Out of my dreams
I don't need another change
Still you forced your way
Into my scheme of things

You're my baby, you're my pet (ooh wah, wah)
We fell in love on the night we met (ooh wah, wah, wah)
You touched my hand, my heart went pop (ooh)
Ooh, when we kissed I could not stop (ooh)
You walked out of my dreams, and into my arms (ahh)
Now you're my angel divine (ahh)
You're sixteen, you're beautiful and you're mine (ooh wah, wah, wah)

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said, "Well, a-bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

Tonight's the night I've waited for
Because you're not a baby anymore
You've turned into the prettiest girl
I've ever seen
Happy Birthday sweet sixteen

You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too, yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party

Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
Good times, these are the good times
Our new state of mind, these are the good times

Happy days are here again
The time is right for makin' friends
Let's get together, how 'bout a quarter to ten
Come tomorrow, let's all do it again

Good times, bad times
You know I've had my share
When my woman left home
For a brown-eyed man
Well, I still don't seem to care

Hey, where did we go?
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow
Playin' a new game
Laughin' and a-runnin', hey, hey
Skippin' and a-jumpin'
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping and you
My brown-eyed girl
And you, my brown-eyed girl

Love that song pandapatch

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud
I can't understand
I get misty, just holding your hand
Walk my way
And a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your hello
That music I hear
I get misty whenever you're near

Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old.
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long forgotten gold.

I thought I had a girl
And all because I seen her
Her hair was golden brown
Blowin' free like a cornfield
She was far away
I found it hard to reach her
She told me you can try
But it's impossible to find her

So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're just time away
Long ago, I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
How I wish I could, but you're so far away

Long ago, and, oh, so far away
I fell in love with you before the second show
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear
But you're not really here, it's just the radio
Don't you remember, you told me you loved me, baby?
You said you'd be coming back this way again, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh baby
I love you, I really do

When I was a student at Cadiz,
I played on the Spanish guitar, ching, ching!
I used to make love to the ladies,
I think of them still from afar, ching, ching!

cho: Ring, ching, ching, Ring, ching ching, Ring out ye bells
Oh ring out ye bells, Oh ring out ye bells!
Ring ching ching, Ring ching ching, ring out ye bells,
As I play on my Spanish guitar. Ching, ching!

I was four years a student at Cadiz
Where nothing one's pleasure can mar. ching ching!
And where many a beautiful maid is,
Oh, I strummed and I twanged my guitar. Ching, ching!

Now is the solstice of the year
Winter is the glad song that you hear
Seven maids move in seven time
Have the lads up ready in a line
Ring out these bells
Ring out, ring solstice bells
Ring solstice bells