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Amigo (1976)
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Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana

Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na

Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana

Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na

Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana

Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na

Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana
Guabi guabi kuzwan le toum diome
Ize les gambi shooey entana

Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na
Ni izome tingy la ma bonza
Ize widgy le ba na na

. . .


It's the tenth of January and I still ain't had no sleep
She comes waltzing in the nighttime, made of wings
She is dressed up like a bandit with a hundred sparkling rings
Looking for my company to keep
Coming closer to me, she doesn't say a word
In the shadow of the carved rock tower
Where the sounds of the night were the only things we heard
In my darkest hour

She don't want to hear no secrets, she would guarantee me that
She knows there ain't no words that can describe her
With her white silk scarves and her black Spanish hat
She knows there ain't no way I can deny her
Yes, her blue velvet perfume, filling up the night
The guards are all asleep that watch the tower
The moonlight held her breast as she easily undressed
In my darkest hour

Her father's in his chambers with his friends all gathered 'round
They are plotting their enemy's demise
With their last detail done, they await the coming sun
While I am staring in my lover's eyes
Her brothers and her sisters are all through for tonight
Pretending that they've just come to power
But she, far most of all, knows that they can only fall
In my darkest hour

Hungry wings, their melodies, while my love awakens me
In the midst of the sunburst first light
And her hands are holding up the skies as I hid my opened eyes
Every move just for herself, and that's so right
Soon I went along my way with no words that could explain
As she began descending to the tower
Her safety now concerns me, her circumstance to blame
In my darkest hour

. . .


Like a dream in the night
As the snow settles white
There's a fire burning bright
In Massachusetts

And there's a house upon a hill
That keeps us from the chill
And by the grace of God we will
Be in Massachusetts

You can tell me 'bout the times you spent
In the Rockies and on the plains
Please don't think that I'm the last to say
That there ain't lots of other places
In this world that still remain
Beautiful and unchanged
But they're just not the same

The sun comes up to meet the dawn
And there's a day that must go on
There's another night that's gone
In Massachusetts

And I could spend all of my days
And remain each day amazed
At the way each day is phrased
In Massachusetts

You can tell me 'bout the times you spent
In the Rockies and on the plains
Please don't think that I'm the last to say
That there ain't lots of other places
In this world that still remain
Beautiful and unchanged
But they're just not the same

Now if you could only see
I know you would agree
There ain't nowhere else to be
Like Massachusetts

And there's a house upon a hill
That keeps us from the chill
And by the grace of God we will
Be in Massachusetts

Come on and tell me about the time you spent
In the Rockies and on the plains
Please don't think that I'm the last to say
That there ain't lots of other places
In this world that still remain
Beautiful and unchanged
But they're just not the same
As Massachusetts

. . .


Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
He fought for the people of Chile
With his songs and his guitar
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Victor Jara was a peasant
Who worked from a few years old
He sat upon his father's plow
And watched the earth unfold
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Now when the neighbors had a wedding
Or one of their children died
His mother sang all night for them
With Victor by her side
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He grew up to be a fighter
Against the people's wrongs
He listened to their grief and joy
And turned them into songs
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He sang about the copper miners
And those who worked the land
He sang about the factory workers
And they knew he was their man
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

He campaigned for Allende
Working night and day
He sang, "take hold of your brother's hand
The future begins today"
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Then the generals seized Chile
They arrested Victor then
They caged him in a stadium
With five thousand frightened men
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Victor stood in the stadium
His voice was brave and strong
And he sang for his fellow prisoners
'Til the guards cut short his song
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

They broke the bones in both his hands
They beat him on the head
They tore him with electric shocks
And then they shot him dead
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
And he fought for the people of Chile
With his songs and his guitar
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong
His hands were gentle, his hands were strong

. . .


Living now, here but for fortune
Placed by fate's mysterious schemes
Who'd believe that we're the ones asked to
Try to rekindle the patriot's dreams

Arise sweet destiny, time runs short
All of your patience has heard their retort
Hear us now, for alone we can't seem
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams

Can you hear the words being whispered
All along the American stream
Tyrants freed, the just are imprisoned
Try to rekindle the patriot's dreams

Ah, but perhaps too much is being asked of too few
You and your children with nothing to do
Hear us now, for alone we can't seem
To try to rekindle the patriot's dreams

. . .


I went down to the grocery store
To get in, I had to pay a dime or more
I hadn't yet begun to start
When I had to pay the rent on the shopping cart

Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee dum de da

Well, I let the kids loose on the floor
And they ran around for a while or more
'Til the manager with the broken smile
Said it's a dollar down and a quarter an aisle

Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee dum dum dum

I was down in the freezer upon my knees
Somebody was yelling that the price got freezed
There was a rioting mob, a strangling hold
I received the bill for the escaping cold

Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee deedle lee dum

It was about this time that I was going insane
I went and picked the kids up in the other lane
Put back the food and ran out of the store
I ain't going back to that place no more

Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee deedle lee dum

Well I'm tellin the truth now, I don't fib
I don't mind no woman's lib
But if my woman don't want to go down to the store
The family isn't gonna eat no more

Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee dum de dum dum
Deedle lee dum, deedle lee dum
Deedle lee deedle lee dum

. . .


Oh, last night I sat by your side
Oh, I was feelin' so lonely
Would have given up my pride
All night I was so lonely

Then you took to the streets
You don't have much to say
But I listened to your feet
As they walked away
Bye bye bye bye

Now walking's the only thing I know
Oh, we do well together
I ain't thinkin' 'bout where we go
Lace up your boots of leather

Then we take to the streets
We don't have much to say
But I listen to our feet
As we walk away
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye

I wasn't lookin' for love
I'm a little sorry you're gore
But until we have something to say
I'll just keep walking along
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye

Ask me if I need you now
Oh no, I'm feeling great
If you haunt me in my dreams
Ah, there is one escape

I'll just take to the streets
I won't have much to say
But I'll be listening to my feet
As they walk away
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Bye bye bye bye

. . .


My love, you're like the wind on the run
I never know where you are coming from
I wasn't easily won

My love, I saw you first long ago
I didn't think then, now I know
How long it took love to grow

Oh babe, I long to hold you at night
We two together are so right
You make the darkness so bright

My love, we've had one hell of a time
And we've got over our crying
And we've come out of this fine

Because when two loves grow old
There can be no denying
That their love may soon grow colder
Yet that's when we started trying

Oh babe, this love we have must be for real
We've overcome, now it's sealed
I know it's something we feel

My love, you're like the wind on the run
I didn t know where you were coming from
I wasn't easily won

. . .


Looked into your eyes this morning
You were far away
You must have known I was looking for you
You knew you couldn't stay
All these winds blowing on me
Blowing in the nighttime lonely
Blew on over the ocean to you
Blew my words away

Put on your heavenly shoes, babe
Walk around the clouds
You know that's where I'm bound to be now
I'm coming with the crowds
All these faces looking at me
Looking through me, I don't mind
I just seen your face a-worrying
I loved you when you cried

Take my hand across the water
You won't leave no tracks behind
Step all over the moonlit ocean
It's only in your mind
All these thoughts just rip me open
Who can heal a heart that's broken
Like the winds that blow unspoken
Blew my love away

. . .


Sometimes when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
To Manzanillo Bay

And I can see a fisherman
His day's catch lying on the sand
Underneath the palms that sway
Over Manzanillo Bay

Now I'm missing your silver moon
Black sands and your blue lagoon
Some day I would like to be
Back next to your shining sea
Drinking rum from a conch shell
Caught up in your magic spell
Some day I would like to go
Back down to Mexico

I remember your fields of cane
Your warm breezes and jungle rains
And watching the children play
Over Manzanillo Bay

And out in your market square
The women sing out to sell their wares
I've got fresh shrimp today
From Manzanillo Bay

Now I'm missing your silver moon
Black sands and your blue lagoon
Some day I would like to be
Back next to your shining sea
Drinking rum from a conch shell
Caught up in your magic spell
Some day I would like to go
Back down to Mexico

And under the spell of night
The bay reflecting the harbor light
You can hear the guitar play
Over Manzanillo Bay

And if you're thinking about romance
And you're willing to take a chance
Just pick any small cafe
In Manzanillo Bay

Now I'm missing your silver moon
Black sands and your blue lagoon
Some day I would like to be
Back next to your shining sea
Drinking rum from a conch shell
Caught up in your magic spell
Some day I would like to go
Back down to Mexico

Sometimes when the sun goes down
And I'm lost in some other town
My thoughts may drift away
To Manzanillo Bay
To Manzanillo Bay
To Manzanillo Bay
To Manzanillo Bay

. . .


Everything seems to be going in the wrong direction
The doctor wants to give me more injections
He's given me shots for a thousand rare infections
And they don't know if they'll let me go

Connection
No, I just can't make no connection
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you

My bags, they get a very close inspection
I wonder why it is that they suspect 'em
They're just trying to add me to their collection
And I don't know if they'll let me go

Connection
No, I just can't make no connection
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you

Connection
No, I just can't make no connection
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you

Connection
No, I just can't make no connection, no
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you

Connection
No, I just can't make no connection, no
And all I want to do
Is just to get back to you

. . .


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