War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
In the nick of time, a hero arose –
A funny-looking dog with a big black nose.
He flew into the sky to seek revenge,
But the Baron shot him down. (“Curses! Foiled again!”)
Snoopy vs. the Red Baron – The Royal Guardsmen
-“BB”-
I shot the sheriff, but I didn’t shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh!
I shot the sheriff, but I didn’t shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah! All around in my home town,
They’re tryin’ to track me down,
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy, but I say
Oh, now, now, oh!
I shot the sheriff, the sheriff
But I swear it was in self defense Oh, no! Oh, oh, ooh
Yeah, I say, I shot the sheriff oh, Lord! And they say it is a capital offense
Yeah! oh, oh, ooh Yeah!
I Shot the Sheriff. Bob Marley and the Wailers
I’m a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I’m gone for good
I’m a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I’m gone for good
Well, the sheriff couldn’t catch me
But his little girl sure wished she would
Got up next mornin’ and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I ran too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico
Late in the hot joints takin’ the pills
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said, “Will E. Lee, your name is not Jack Brown
You’re the dirty heck that shot your woman down”
I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians too?
I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns, and money
Dad, get me out of this
Ha!
Beware of pretty faces that you find
A pretty face can hide an evil mind
Oh, be careful what you say,
Or you will give yourself away
Odds are you won’t live to see tomorrow
Down in the bars the girls are painted blue
Done up in lace, done up in rubber
The johns are jerky little GI Joes
On R&R from Cuba and Russia
The smell of sex, the smell of suicide
All these things I can’t keep inside
Shattered, shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams are still surviving on the streets
And look at me, I’m in tatters
I’m shattered
Shattered
Weren’t you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye?
You think I’d crumble?
You think I’d lay down and die?
Oh no, not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I’ll stay alive
I’ve got all my life to live
And I’ve got all my love to give and I’ll survive
I will survive,
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains, I don’t care
'Cause it’s alright
I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive
It’s the eye of the tiger
It’s the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he’s watching us all with the eye of the tiger
I’ve got a tiger by the tail, it’s plain to see
I won’t be much when you get through with me
Well, I’m losing weight and turnin’ mighty pale
Looks like I’ve got a tiger by the tail
Can’t you see, whoa, can’t you see
What that woman, Lord, she been doin’ to me
Can’t you see, can’t you see
What that woman, she been doin’ to me
Well, here’s a poke at you
You’re gonna choke on it too
You’re gonna lose that smile
Because all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh, yeah
Well I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walks a thousand mile
Then falls down at your door
Mammy-- Mammy, I’m comin’–
I’m so sorry that I made you wait!
Mammy-- Mammy, I’m comin’!
Oh God, I hope I’m not late!
Look at me, Mammy! Don’t you know me?
I’m your little baby!
I’d walk a million miles
For one of your smiles,
My Mammy!
My Mammy. Al Jolson
Somewhere in her smile, she knows
That I don’t need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how
I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows.
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, a candle glows.
I Believe – Frankie Laine