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Bohemienne [Bohémienne]

Bohemienne.
No one knows where my story begins.
Bohemienne.
I was born on a road that bends.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Come tomorrow, I'll wander again.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Here's my fate in the lines of my hand.
 
My mother told me tales of Spain,
I think that's where she longed to be.
Of mountain bandits she once sang,
Andalusia's memory.
There in the mountains she was free,
my mother, father all are gone.
And I've made Paris be my home. 
I dream of oceans rolling on,
they take my heart where I must go
Andalusia mountain home.
 
Bohemienne.
No one knows where my story begins.
Bohemienne.
I was born on a road that bends.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Come tomorrow, I'll wander again.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Here's my fate in the lines of my hand.
 
When I was a child in Provence,
Bare foot in the hills I danced once.
But the gypsy road is so long,
the roads so long.
Everyday I see a new chance,
maybe some road will lead from France.
I will follow till I come home,
Till I come home.
 
Andalusia's streams, run through my blood,
run through my daydreams.
Andalusia's sky, when it calls me,
I feel my heart fly.
 
Bohemienne.
No one knows where my story begins.
Bohemienne.
I was born on a road that bends.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Come tomorrow I'll wander again.
Bohemienne, bohemienne.
Here's my fate in the lines of my hand.
Here's my fate in the lines of my hands.
 

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What In The World

What in the world,
What in the world am I gonna do?
What in the world,
What in the world am I gonna do?
 
My best girl packed up to leave me,
She knew I did not want her to.
Yeah...
 
See me early in the morning,
Crying last thing at night.
 
See me crying early in the morning,
Moaning last thing at night.
 
My woman packed up and leave me,
I can't do a thing right.
 
Where in the world,
Where in the world am I suppose to go?
Where in the world,
Where in the world am I suppose to go?
 
I'll find someplace,
I'll be sure to let you know.
Yeah...
 
What in the world,
What in the world am I gonna do?
Where in the world,
Yeah...that's right, right
What in the world am I gonna do?
 
My best girl packed up and leave me,
She knew I did not want her to.
Knew I did not want her to.
 

Heroes

Desire, the fire, it's all in you
The passion, and action, you take me through
I'm living it, I'm loving it
This is where the dreams come alive
A shooting star in the night

Para siempre
Viva los heroes

To all the heroes, the rush of emotions
In this high and low, ah-ay-ah let's go
To all the heroes, we celebrate our nations
Let the whole world know, ah-ay-ah let's go
To all the heroes.

Emotions, are rushing out of control
A Notion, touching my body and soul
Can't fight it, can't hide it
Everything I'm feeling inside
Reflects the gold in your eyes

To all the heroes...

Viva los heroes, the rush of emotions
In this high and low, ah-ay-ah let's go
Viva los heroes, we celebrate our nations
Let the whole world know, ah-ay-ah let's go
Viva los heroes

Para siempre
Viva los heroes

Viva los heroes, the rush of emotions
In this high and low, ah-ay-ah let's go
Viva los heroes, we celebrate our nations
Let the whole world know, ah-ay-ah let's go

To all the heroes, the rush of emotions
In this high and low, ah-ay-ah let's go
To all the heroes, we celebrate our nations
Let the whole world know, ah-ay-ah let's go
To all the heroes

Blow Ye Winds, Heigh Ho

'Tis advertised in Boston, New York, and Buffalo,
Five hundred brave Americans a-whaling for to go.
 
CHORUS:
Singin' blow ye winds in the morning,
Blow ye winds, heigh ho,
Clear away your running gear,
And blow, blow, blow!
 
They'll send you to New Bedford town, that famous whaling port,
And hand you to some land-sharks there to board and fit you out.
 
They'll tell you of the clipper ships a-going in and out,
And say, you'll take five hundred sperm before you're six months out!
 
It's now we're out to sea, my boys, the wind comes on to blow,
One half the watch is sick on deck, the other half below.
 
And as for the provisions, we don't get half enough,
A little piece of stinkin' beef and a damn small bag of duff.
 
The skipper's on the quarterdeck a-squintin' at the sails,
When up aloft the lookout cries he sights a school of whales!
 
So clear away the boats, me boys, and after him we'll travel,
But if you get too near his flukes, he'll kick you to the devil!
 
When comes the stowing down, me boys, 't will take both night and day,
And you'll all have 50 cents apiece on the 190th lay!
 
And now we're homeward bound, me boys, and when we're through our sailin'
A winding glass around we'll pass and damn this blubber whaling!
 

Broken Woman

A broken woman sits at the bar
Sipping gin and tonic
She thinks she's the star
The star of the dance floor
The goddess of love
She shakes to the music till the last song is gone
 
She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman
 
Her face is aging, oh, yes it is
The years take hold
She's got lines on her skin and marks on her soul
It's money she's after; pills are a must
She's clutching at life
But all she touches turns to dust
 
She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman
 
She is drunk and half crazy
Every night when she leaves the bar
And then she drives through the night
In her big shiny car
Nobody loves her; nobody cares
She's all by herself
No one wants to be there with her
 
She wants to change
At least that's what she says
But she just can't relate
She just can't find herself
What a foolish broken woman
She's got the broken woman blues