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There's a tattoo heart
With an arrow through the middle
Of a name that looks like Joe
And a young girl's looking
At her makeup in the mirror
Puts a little gold ring on her toe
I gotta say one, two, three more things before I go on
There's a sharp dressed man
Playing something on a fiddle
In the backyard right next door
And everybody's mother
Is cooking something in the kitchen
Got dishes stacked ceiling to floor
I gotta say one, two, three more things before I go on
You can't run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day
A red rooster crows
A little Mexican tune
On the chain link fence by the gate
Somebody's daddy's out there
Honkin' on the horn
Hurry up, we're gonna make him late
I gotta say one, two, three more things before I go on
You can't run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day
If you're long down that highway
No matter where you are
You're never really far
Good morning Aztlan
There's a big fat heart
With an arrow through the middle
Of this place that I call home
And when I get lost
And don't even got a nickel
There's a piece of dirt I call my own
I gotta say one, two, three more things before I go on
You can't run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day
You can't run to try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day
Where you are, never really far away
Good morning Aztlan
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I'll walk alone if I can't walk with you
I'll walk alone if I can't walk with you
I don't want nobody else, nobody else will do
Life is too precious to live alone
Life is too precious to live alone
A house without love is not a home
I close my eyes and hold you tight
I close my eyes and hold you tight
It's a dream I have about every night
I'll walk alone if I can't walk with you
I'll walk alone if I can't walk with you
I don't want nobody else, nobody else will do
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Maria le gusta el mambo
Esto no puedo negar
Pero yo prefiero cumbia
Es lo mejor para gozar
Tambien le gusta la salsa
Guarachar es sabroson
Este ritmo colombiano
Me inspira mas el corazon
[Chorus:]
Es que le gusta gozar
Maria Christina bailar
Ella le gusta sonar
Maria le gusta bailar
Quisiera pasar mi vida
Con Maria por mi lado
Disfrutando cumbia rica
Com mi huerita bailando
[Chorus]
Quisiera pasar mi vida
Con Maria por mi lado
Disfrutando cumbia rica
Com mi huerita bailando
Maria le gusta el mambo
Esto no puedo negar
Pero yo prefiero cumbia
Es lo mejor para gozar
[Chorus 3x]
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My mouth is dry
My head is hot
Somebody tell me just what is this thing I've got
Doctor Doctor
Help me please
This spell has got me dropped down to my knees
[Chorus:]
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Must be a potion
Gotta be a pill
Gotta be somethin' that can cure me of these chills
Doctor help me
What do you say
"There ain't nothin' that can make this go away"
[Chorus:]
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
Talkin' 'bout charmed baby
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Cuando you and me
We were just chiquillos
We would always run
Through the tall nopal
We would often say
Say to each other
There could be no fin
Siempre los dos
Luz de mi vida
Eres la voz de mi son
You are forever
Light of my corazon
It was en la manana
In our rinconcito
Was the time you played me
Sang me your cancion
Pues when I heard your voice
Y tu melodia
You so touched my heart
And so moved my soul
Luz de mi vida
Eres la voz de mi son
You are forever
Light of my corazon
I remember everything as you
And in all the things that I do
And en the calle y en el cuartel
Me recuerdo de tu querer
Luz de mi vida
Eres la voz de mi son
I remember everything as you
And in all the things that I do
And en the calle y en el cuartel
Me recuerdo de tu querer
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The radio's on, the song they play
Can't make no sense of what they say
I couldn't tell you if I knew
Don't understand most things I see
In the blue light of the tv
I couldn't tell you what to do
[Chorus:]
Rita, it all just seems too much
And sometimes maybe not enough
My head is so, so filled up
And Rita, I guess i think too much
Or maybe sometimes not enough
My head is always so filled up
I hold the phone close to my ear
Can't recognize the voice I hear
Couldn't remember what they said
The newspaper stacks up on the step
I can't believe how long I slept
Now why should i get out of bed
[Chorus]
There was a thing floating way up there
Was it a wish or another prayer
It was just stuck up in the air
When it is all finally said and done
I start again where I'd begun
In front of rita when I looked dumb
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Brother finds trouble on the street
A piece of rock to make men weak
Trembling eyes at everyone he meets
Sister holds her baby in the bed
Dreams and wishes dancin' in her head
A love forever is what he said
That's what he said
Father leans back in his easy chair
A pint of whiskey, he just sits and stares
He don't know and he doesn't really care
Mother works at her nine to five
Hardly makes enough to keep alive
She bows her head with tears in her eyes
Thank you Lord for another day
Help my brother along his way
And please bring peace to the Neighborhood
Grant us all peace and serenity
They're just songs sung on a dirty street
Echoes of hope lie beneath their feet
Struggling hard to make ends meet
Thank you Lord for another day
Help my brother along his way
And please bring peace to the Neighborhood
Thank you Lord for another day
Help my brother along his way
And please bring peace to the Neighborhood
To the neighborhood, to the neighborhood, to the neighborhood
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Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Alla en la isla del encanto
Orgulloso yo les canto
Con sus sierras y sus santos
Ella un placer a mi me ha dado
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra Ya!
Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Alla la
Ay la, ay la, ay la, la la
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When it's up to you
To figure out what's right and wrong
It's someone else's parade
And yours is an unhappy song
When it hurts so bad
And you feel that you can't go on
Each day go by too fast
And the nights are so very long
[Chorus:]
You'll find out true
What mother said to you
That tears of god will show you the way
The way to turn
When your only escape
Is a cheap nickel wine
And the peace you need in your heart
Is so very hard to find
It's a stubborn life we lead
And there's never no rest
Trouble's out there looking for you
Even when you try your best
[Chorus]
Hide not your head
The way to turn
Hear what he once said
He'll show you the way
For there is a world for you and me
Where the blind too can see
Through the tears of god
The son of the maker said
This is my cross to bear
Taking off of our shoulders
Something we should have shared
[Chorus]
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The last time I seen Viking
He was about this tall
With a tattoo
Where a smile should've been
Of his sweetheart's name
Of his sweetheart's name
Do you remember Viking?
He was about you and me
With a big scar
Where his heart should've been
Inside his chest
Inside his chest
Do you remember Viking?
Do you remember Viking?
The last time I saw Viking
He was about so tall
With a tattoo
Where his heart should've been
He was about everything
He was about everything
Do you remember Viking?
Do you remember Viking?
I remember Viking
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You know I love you Baby
Every word is true
There ain't nothing in this world I
Would do for you to show my love is true
To show my love is true
To show I love you Honey
This is what I'll do
I'll stop chasing every pretty little
Girl in town to show my love is true
To show my love is true
To show I love you Sugar
Baby hear me through
I'll quit hanging around those topless bars
And stay right here with you
To show my love is true
To show how much I love you
What more can I do
I won't drink that premium T-bird wine
And stay right here with you
To show my love is true
To show I love you Darling
How much can I do
I'll give up my friends, that old
Juke box, hang up my rocking shoes
To show my love is true
Now wait a minute Baby
Let me think this thru
I can't see myself
Wasting all my time
Trying to prove my love for you
Let's see who's love is true
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Kiko and the lavender moon
Out playing - makes believe
Nobody can see
And then he waits
And then he fakes
And then he bends
And then he shakes
He plays and plays
Still playing till he
Goes off to sleep
Kiko and the lavender moon
Out dancing making faces at
A big black cat
And then he flies
Up to the wall
Stands on one foot
Doesn't even fall
Dance and dance
Still dancing till
He goes off to sleep
He always sleeps
Till the sun goes down
He never wakes
Till no one's around
He never stops
Can't catch his breath
It's always there
Scares him to death
Kiko and the lavender moon
Out dreaming 'bout green shoes
Haircuts and cake
And then he wishes
The world away
And then he kneels
As if to pray
He dreams and dreams
Kiko and the lavender moon
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Alla en la tierra de mis padres
Alla en la tierra de los dioses
Se oye un ritmo muy alegre
Que lo bailan dia y noche
Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza
A los cuatro vientos yo les canto
Con mi alma y corazon
Te aseguro que no miento
Cuando canto esta cancion
Baila baila mi carino
Baila baila este danzon
Que bonito le meneas
Morenita es basilon
Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza
Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza
Alla en la tierra de mis padres
Alla en la tierra de los dioses
Se oye un ritmo muy alegre
Que lo bailan dia y noche
Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza
Cumbia, cumbia rica
Cumbia de mi patria
Cumbia cumbia, hermosa cumbia
Cumbia de mi raza
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Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Ah, what's going on
Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Oh Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's going on
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Hammer and a nail
Hammer and a nail
Saint behind the glass
Holds a hammer and a nail
Baby in his arms
Baby in his arms
Saint behind the glass
Has a baby in his arms
Watches me sleep
Watches me sleep
Saint behind the glass
Watches me while I sleep
Coffee in the air
Coffee in the air
Saint behind the glass
Smells coffee in the air
Curtains blowing 'round
Curtains blowing 'round
Saint behind the glass
Sees the curtains blowing 'round
Night upon my head
Night upon my head
Saint behind the glass
Lays night upon my head
Mother don't cry
Mother don't cry
Saint behind the glass
Tells mother not to cry
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Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Alla en la isla del encanto
Orgulloso yo les canto
Con sus sierras y sus santos
Ella un placer a mi me ha dado
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra Ya!
Alla en borinquen que hermosura
La tierra santa tierra pura
Fui a ganarme una fortuna
Fuena preciosa ay que dulcura
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Vamos a bailar
Oye Maricela
Vamos a gosar
Esta bomba negra
Alla la
Ay la, ay la, ay la, la la
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Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crecen las palmas
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
[Chorus:]
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera
Guajira Guantanamera
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmin encendido
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo
[Chorus]
Cultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Qultivo la rosa blanca
En junio como en enero
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca
[Chorus]
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo
Cultivo la rosa blanca
[Chorus]
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace mas que el mar
[Chorus]
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