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Boney M.
Boney M.


Background information
Origin Germany
Genre(s) Reggae
Disco
R&B
Years active 1975—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Sony Music
Members
Liz Mitchell
Maizie Williams
Marcia Barrett
Former members
Bobby Farrell
Reggie Tsiboe



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Boney M. Album


Oceans Of Fantasy (1979)
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Music is a mirror
Near around my soul
Music is the spirit
Come on let it roll
Music is my nature
People have you heard
Music is my future
Music is the world

Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on and on and on

Music isn't somewhere
Music turns you right
Music is a fever
Leads you day and night
Music is like heaven
Where you wanna be
Music is religion
Music sets you free

Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on and on and on

Music is tomorrow
Music is today
Music is forever
Music is the way
Music is for women
Music is for men
Music is for children
Sing it all again

Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on
Let's play the music
My kind of music
Let's play the music
Play it on and on and on

I can feel it, in my soul
I can feel it, in my heart
Sweet sweet sweet music
music
Sweet sweet sweet music
sweet music
play it on
play it on
my my my my my kind of music
play it
play the music
my my my my my kind of music
play it
I said play it
on and on and on and on
music


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Headin' for the islands
We're ready man and packed to go
When we hit those islands
There's gonna be a big hello
Diggin' all the sunshine
It's easy not to say goodbye
Bye Bye Bye

Headin' for the islands
Heyeah, We're really flyin' high
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home

Walkin' down the beaches
Tomorrow mornin' we'll be there
Golden sandy beaches
Say, I can smell the breezy air
One more celebration
And then we're ready for goodbye
Bye, Bye,Bye

Walkin' down the beaches
Heyeah, We're really flyin' high
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home
...
Going back home
Going back home
Going back home
Going back home
...
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home


. . .



Bye bye bluebird, Bye bye bluebird
You were lots of fun to know
But I have to let you go
Bye bye bluebird, Bye bye bluebird
You're the flyin' saucer kind
In and out and hard to find
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

When you came I flipped my lid
I never thought I'd lose you kid

Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Though we were a perfect pair
it was a flight-by-night affair

Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Oh I should have clipped your wings
I'm not gonna do these things
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
If you ever should be near
Don't forget to drop in here
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

Call me when you're short of dough
Or maybe just to say hello

Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
Bye bye bluebird
No hard feelings anyway
It's nice to know we had our way

Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird

Bye bye bluebird


. . .



(Frank Farian/Fred Jay)

Bahama, Bahama Mama
Got the biggest house in town Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
But her trouble's getting down Bahama Mama

She has six daughters
And not one of them is married yet
And she's looking high and low
And none of them plays ever hard to get
So if you're lonesome go there go

Bahama, Bahama Mama
You should all be looking for Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
And I'm sure you will adore Bahama Mama

Bahama, Bahama Mama
Got the biggest house in town Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
But her trouble's getting down Bahama Mama

You'll meet her daughters
They 'll be treatin' you to honeycake
They'll be sweet and nice to you
And maybe there is one you'd like to take
Well then you'll know just what to do

Bahama, Bahama Mama
She is really in a fix Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
Being stuck with all them six Bahama Mama

What's the matter with men today
Six beautiful roses
And nobody to pluck them
It's a crying shame

Bahama, Bahama Mama
Got the biggest house in town Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
But her trouble's getting down Bahama Mama

The thing is each of them looks
Like a gorgeous moviequeen
Every one a perfect find
And if a man refused that temptin' scene
He simply can't make up his mind

Bahama, Bahama Mama
Got the biggest house in town Bahama Mama
Bahama, Bahama Mama
But her trouble's getting down Bahama Mama


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Don't you ever, feel sad
Lean on me, when the times are bad
When the day comes
And you're down
In a bit of trouble
And you bite the ground
Just hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming

I'm on my way, your lover
If you get cold, yeah, I will be your cover
Don't have to worry, cause I'm here
No need to suffer, baby
'Cause I'm here
Just hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming

Reach out to me, for satisfaction, yeah
Call my name, yeah, for reaction yeah yeah yeah
yeah baby

Don't you ever, feel sad
Lean on me, when the times are bad
When the day comes
And you're down
In a bit of trouble
And you bite the ground
So hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming

Reach out to me, oh yeah, for satisfaction, yeah
Call my name, yeah, for reaction yeah yeah, yeah oh yeah

Hold on, I'm coming
Hold on, I'm coming (Repeats to fade...)


. . .



Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someones
Hard earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving on our way back home
we're on our way home
we're on our way home
we're going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches on our way back home
we're on our way home
we're on our way home
we're going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out of here

Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo in the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere on our way back home
we're on our way home
we're on our way home
we're going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road
That stretches out of here

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someones
Hard earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving on our way back home
we're on our way home
we're on our way home
we're going home


. . .



Ribbons of blue
Remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My Ol' ribbons of blue

Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ear
So I wanna send to you
My Ol' ribbons of blue

Got me a ribbon
Bright blue ribbon for my hair
Made me a promise
Now I know he didn't care
Touched by his first kiss
Fooled by his first song
The way he led me along
With my ribbons undone

Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ear

(At this point, the song is over on the LP/CD Oceans Of Fantasy...)

So I wanna send to you
My Ol' ribbons of blue

Sad for me baby
So bad for me baby Oohh
Hard on me baby
So far from me baby Oohh

Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My Ol' ribbons of blue

(At this point, the 3:03 version is over on the LP/CD Magic of Boney M...)

(The following is performed only on the 4:22 7"-Single Version)

Blue Ribbon Dreamer
Came with words that sounded right
Took me dancing
Held me close and
Held me tight
Fooled by his first kiss
Touched by his first song
The way he led me along
With my ribbons undone

Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My Ol' ribbons of


. . .



My world is filled with oceans
Oceans of fantasy
The never never land of emotions
Come down and follow me
You'll see the secret places
Where all the rivers end
And pirate ships of old
Filled with diamonds and with gold
Just waiting for a friend

All you can hear is the music of stillness
And pure harmony
Magical mirrors reflecting the light
That colors the sea
You'll be surrounded by angel like creatures
Who tend to your dreams
Deeper and deeper you fall in a trance
Much more real
Much more real than it seems

Come share with me the oceans
Oceans of fantasy
Where you can lose your soul forever
Like in a melody

Oceans of fantasy, Oceans of fantasy
Oceans of fantasy, Oceans of fantasy

My world is filled with oceans
Oceans of fantasy
The never never land of emotions
Come down and follow me


. . .



This is the story of El Lute
A man who was born to be hunted like a wild animal
Because he was poor
But he refused to accept his fate
And today his honor has been restored

He was only nineteen
And he was sentenced to die
For something that somebody else did
And blamed on El Lute
Then they changed it to life
And so he could escape
From then on they chased him
And searched for him day and night
all over Spain
But the search was in vain for El Lute

He had only seen the dark side of life
The man they called El Lute
And he wanted a home just like you and like me
In a country where all would be free
So he taught himself to read and to write
It didn't help El Lute
He was one who had dared to escape overnight
They had to find El Lute

Soon the fame of his name
Spread like wild fire all over the land
With a price on his head
People still gave him bread
And they gave him a hand
For they knew he was right
And his fight was their fight

No one gave you a chance
In the Spain of those days
On the walls every place they had put up
The face of El Lute
And he robbed where he could just like once Robin Hood
They finally caught him and
That seemed the end
But they caught him in vain
Cause a change came for Spain
And El Lute

He had only seen the dark side of life
The man they called El Lute
And he wanted a home just like you and like me
In a country where all would be free
And then freedom really came to his land
And also to El Lute
Now he walks in the light of a sunny new day
The man they called El Lute


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He was black and handsome
And mighty mighty brave
Comin' from the backwoods
The grandson of a slave
He was caught for something
They knew he'd never done
And he was diggin' ditches
Out in the burnin' sun

Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
No more, no more, no more

Man he was a giant
And iron he could bend
And he swore he'd fight them
Down to the bitter end
Though he was no talker
His burnin' eyes would say
You may keep on tryin'
can't hold me no way

Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
No more, no more, no more

And one night he lay in waiting
Hit the guard and took the key
And before the others caught him
He jumped out and he was free
He jumped out and he was free

He made for the swamp lands
It seemed a hopeless duel
They had dogs and shotguns
And they were mighty cruel
But they couldn't find him
He was too smart and strong
Hiding' in the daytime
wandering all night long

Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More
Working on the chain gang-No More


. . .



I'm born again, I feel free
No longer alone
A bright light is shinning
And shows me a world that I own
I can see my way through
I know I will walk beside you
All those prayers of mine weren't in vain
I'm born again

I'm born again, I feel free
There's a quite different me
No longer I'm tossed like a ship
On an unruly sea
I've been blessed with a love
That's meant for the rest of my time
All those prayers they were not in vain
I'm born again

Since love touched my heart right
My life has a meaning
I feel I'm no longer drifting in space
I believe once again that there is a tomorrow
A brand new tomorrow, I know I can face

I'm born again, I feel free
No longer alone
A bright light is shinning
And shows me a world that I own
I can see my way through
I know I will walk beside you
All those prayers of mine weren't in vain
I'm born again

All those prayers they weren't in vain
'Cause I'm born again


. . .



No time to lose
My man is coming in today
No time to lose
I know he must be on his way
No time to lose
I wanna look just right for him
No time to lose
Tonight will be the night for him

My man is big and strong
And not the shyest one
When he gets hold of me
We're having lots of fun
There's no denying
He sends me flying
He does so much for me
Yessirre
Yessirre
Got the touch for me

No time to lose
My man is clear and free again
No time to lose
And so it's him and me again
No time to lose
I'm gonna do the dressing up
No time to lose
So he can do the messin' up

He won't be knocking
He'll come on rocking
Though he'll be reall' wild
He such a honey child
There's no denyin'
he sends me Flyin'
He does so much for me
Yessirre
Yessirre
Got the touch for me

No time to lose
I got myself a winner now
No time to lose
No longer he's a sinner now
No time to lose
There'll be some heavy lovin' soon
No time to lose
It's almost like an honeymoon

No time to lose...


. . .


January, February, March, April, May
June, July....

August, September, October,
November, December

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