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9 mp3 sur 39,2 Mo : 42'46''

Type Sortie Acquisition
CD 1979 21/08/2007
Once Upon A Time In The West     05:25 
News     04:14 
Where do you think you're going?     03:50 
Communique     05:50 
Lady Writer     03:46 
Angel Of Mercy     04:37 
Portobello Belle     04:30 
Single Handed Sailor     04:43 
Follow Me Home     05:51 


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Once Upon A Time In The West 05:25
Some people get a cheep laugh breaking up the speed limit

Scaring the pedestrians for a minuteCrossing up progress driving on the grass
Leaving just enough room to passSunday driver never took a test
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Yes it's no use saying that you don't know nothing
It's still gonna get you if you don't do something
Sitting on the fence that's a dangerous course
Oh, you could even catch a bullet from the peace-keeping force
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chestOh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Mother Mary your children are slaughtered
Some of you mother ought lock up your daughtersWho's protecting the innocenti
Heap big trouble in the land of plentyTell me how we're gonna do what's best
You guess once upon a time in the westOh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the westOh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Once upon a time in the west
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News 04:14
He sticks to his gunsHe take the road as it comes

It takes the shine off his shoesHe's says it's a shameYou know it may be a game
Ah but I won't play to loseHe's burning the grassHe take up a glass
He swallow it neatHe crosses the floorHe open the door
He take a sniff of the streetAnd she tell him that he's crazy
She's a-saying hey babyI'm your wifeYeah she tell him that he's crazy
For gambling a-with his lifeBut he climbs on his horse
You know he feels no remorseHe just kicks it aliveHis motor is fine
He take it over the lineUntil he's ready to dive
And she tells him that he's crazyYes she's saying listen babyI'm your wife
Yeah she tell him that he's crazyFor gambling with his lifeHe sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comesIt takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shameYou know it may be a gameAh but I won't play to lose
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Where do you think you're going? 03:50
Where d'ya think you're goingDon't you know it's dark outside

Where d'ya think you're goingDon't you care about my pride
Where d'ya think you're goingI think you don't knowYou got no way of knowing
There's really no place you can goI understand your changes
A-long before you reach the doorI know where you think you're going you
I know what you came here forAnd now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be freeA-where d'ya think ya going
I think you better go with me girlYou say there is no reason
But you still find cause to doubt meIf you ain't with me girl
You're gonna be without meWhere d'ya think you're going
Don't you know it's dark outsideWhere d'ya think you're going
I wish I didn't care about my prideAnd now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be freeA-where d'ya think ya going
I think you better go with me girl
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Communique 05:50
We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sakeIt's like talking to the wall

He's incommunicado No comment to makeHe's saying nothing at all
Yeah but in the communique You know he's gonna come cleanThink what he say
Say what he meansMaybe on Monday he got something to sayCommunicationCommunique
CommuniqueMaybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade
Maybe he could talk about himself
Maybe he could talk about the money that he made
Maybe he be saying something else
But in the communique you know he's gonna come cleanThink what he say
Say what he meanMaybe on Monday he got something to sayCommunicationCommunique
CommuniqueWell now the rumors are flyingSpeculation rife
They say that he's been trying someone else's wifeSomebody at the airport
Somebody on the phoneSays he's at the station and he's coming home alone
Then we get the story The serious pieceAnd a photograph taken in the hall
And you don't have to worry with the previous release
Right now he's saying nothing at all
But in the communique you know he's gonna come cleanThink what he say
Say what he meanMaybe on Monday he'll have something to sayCommunication
CommuniqueCommuniqueCommunication
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Lady Writer 03:46
Lady writer on the TV

Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectation left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the TV
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She had all her brains and the beauty
The pictures does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV
Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV
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Angel Of Mercy 04:37
Well there's a Peter Pan moon, shepherd's delight

I got the dragon at noon, yes and won the fight
Now I want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promised
Angel of Mercy you'll come to no harmAngel of Mercy, there's no need for alarm
The knight in his armor wants a night in your armsYou know he's honest
Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right Sweet angel
Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later on
Let the saxaphone play us till the chorus of dawn
And I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection
Well now here comes the moonlight down on your bed
Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head
I don't want your money, I want you insteadDon't need rejection yeah
Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonightWell, if you cross your heart
And spit and swear upon the grave of your motherYou gotta get into it, you gotta
Tell me that I'm more than a loverYeah angel of Mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonightYeah angel of Mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight
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Portobello Belle 04:30
Bella donna's on the highstreetHer breasts upon the off beat

And the stalls are just the side showsVictoriana's old clothes
And yes her jeans are tight nowShe gotta travel light now
She's gotta tear up all her roots nowShe got a turn up for the boots now
Yeah she thinks she's toughShe ain't no English roseBut the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knowsYes and he do a song About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello BelleShe sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack thereAnd Bella donna lingersHer gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man says he IrishHe get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenaderUpon a time he could of made her, made her
Yeah, she thinks she's toughShe ain't no English roseAh, but the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knowsYes and do a song About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello BelleYes and the barrow boys are hawking
And the parakeet is squawkingUpon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying off the winoAnd then she hear the reggae rumble
Bella donna's in the jungleBut she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the towerOh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a strollBut she don't care about your window box
Or your button holeYes and she sing a song About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle
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Single Handed Sailor 04:43
Two in the morning dry-dock townThe river rolled away in the night

Little Gypsy Moth she's all tied downShe quiver in the wind and the light
Yeah and the sailing ship just held down in chainsFrom the lazy days of sail
She's just lying there in silent painHe lean on the tourist rail
A mother and her baby and the College of warIn the concrete grave
You never want to fight against the river lawNobody rules the waves
Yeah, on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailingAround the Cutty Sark
The single-handed sailor go sailingSailing away in the dark
He's up on the bridge on the self-same nightThe mariner of dry dock land
Two in the morning but there's one green lightAnd a man on a barge of sand
She's a gonna slip away below himAway from things he's done
But he just shouts, "Hey man whatcha call this thing?"
Could say "Pride of London"On a night when the lazy wind is wailing
Around the Cutty SarkYeah single-handed sailor goes sailing
Sailing away in the dark
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Follow Me Home 05:51
Oh well the sun go downCelebration in the town tonight

All day long they been slaughtering upon the stone.Share out the meat
Yeah you really like to eat,Come on, woman, come, follow me home.
Oh well the priest, he cried'Virgin ascending to the skies tonight'
All day long I've passed my time alone.When the church bell rung
Stayed out on the tower in the dying sun
Now come on, woman, come, follow me home.Well I don't need no priest
But I love all of the peopleYes, I share the feast
So drink up more wine, yes, and a song in my bonesI know the way
I can see by the moonlight, clear as the day,
Now, come on, woman, come, follow me home.
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