You´re Nobody ´Til Somebody Loves You

You’re nobody til somebody loves you
You’re nobody til somebody cares

You may be king, you may possess the world and it’s gold
But gold won’t bring you happiness when you’re growing old

The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above

You’re nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love

The world still is the same, you never change it
As sure as the stars shine above

Well, you’re nobody til somebody loves you
So find yourself somebody to love

Everybody Loves Somebody

Everybody loves somebody sometime
Everybody falls in love somehow
Something in your kiss just told me
My sometime is now

Everybody finds somebody someplace
There’s no telling where love may appear
Something in my heart keeps saying
My someplace is here

If I had it in my power
I’d arrange for every girl to have your charms
Then every minute, every hour
Everybody would find what I found in your arms

Everybody loves somebody sometime
And though my dreams were overdue
Your love made it well worth waiting for
For someone like you

King Of The Road

Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin‘ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out clothes and shoes,
I don’t pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found short, but not too big around
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain’t locked, when no one’s around.

I sing, trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin‘ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain’t got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin‘ broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I’m a man of means by no means, king of the road.

That´s Amore

(In Napoli where love is king
When boy meets girl here’s what they say)

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
That’s amore
When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine
That’s amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you’ll sing „Vita bella“
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta e fasule
That’s amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You’re in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you’re not dreaming, signore
Scusa mi, but you see, back in old Napoli
That’s amore

Angelina

Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina
And play a welcome for me ‚cause I’ll be coming home from sea

Yes it’s so long since I’ve been home
Seems like there’s no place to roam
Well I’ve sailed around the Horn
I’ve been from San Jose up to Baffin Bay
And I’ve rode out many a storm

Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina
And play a welcome for me ‚cause I’ll be coming home from sea

Well I’ve heard the bawdy tunes
I’ve been in honky tonk saloons
I took my liquor by the vat
Well I stayed on call for a rousing brawl
Home was where I hung my hat

Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina
And play a welcome for me ‚cause I’ll be coming home from sea
Now I’ve courted many a girl
I’ve been in ports all around the world
But my rambling days are done
I’ve been from Curacao up to Tokyo
And I’ve found there’s only one

And she is Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina
And play a welcome for me ‚cause I’ll be coming home from sea

Mathilda

Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Once again now
Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Five hundred dollars, friends, I lost
Woman even sell me cat and horse
Heya! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Everybody

(Matilda) Sing out the chorus,
(Matilda) Sing a little louder,
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Once again now
(Matilda) Going ‚round the corner,
(Matilda) Sing out the chorus,
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela

Well, the money was to buy me house an‘ lan‘
Then she got a serious plan,
A-hey, ah
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Everybody
(Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela)
Once again now
(Matilda) Going ‚round the corner,
(Matilda)
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela)

Well, the money was just inside me bed,
Stuck up in a pillow beneath me head
Don’t you know,
Matilda, she found me money and
Everybody
(Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela)
Once again now!

(Matilda, ) Hooma locka chimba,
(Matilda, ) Bring me little water,
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Women over forty?
Everybody
(Matilda, ) Goin‘ round the corner,
(Matilda, ) Bring me little water,
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela

Well, me friends, never to love again
All me money gone in vain
Uh, heya
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela
Everybody
(Matilda,
Matilda, ) Oom, ba-locka-chimba
(Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela)
Sing a little softer

(Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela)
Everybody!
(Matilda, Matilda, ) Sing out the chorus
Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela

I Shot the Sheriff

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy

All around in my home town
They’re trying 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

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff, and they say it is a capital offense

Sheriff John Brown always hated me
For what I don’t know
Every time that I plant a seed
He said, „Kill it before it grows“
He said, „Kill it before it grows“, I say

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense

Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town
All of a sudden I see sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down
So I shot, I shot him down, I say

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy

Reflexes got the better of me
And what is to be must be
Every day the bucket goes to the well
But one day the bottom will drop out
Yes, one day the bottom will drop out, but I say

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no

No Woman No Cry

No, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.

‚Cause—’cause—’cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Ob—observing the hypocrites.
Yeah!
Mingle with the good people we meet.
Yeah!

Good friends we have. Oh.
Good friends we have lost along the way. Yeah!
In this great future you can’t forget your past.
So dry your tears, I say.
Yeah.

No, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah!
A little darlin‘, don’t shed no tears.
No, woman, no cry. Eh!

Said—said—said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown. Yeah.
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I say, log wood burnin‘ through the nights.
Yeah!

Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
I say, of which I’ll share with you.
Yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
And so I’ve got to push on through.

But while I’m gone,
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right-a!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything’s gonna be all right!

So, no, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.
I say, oh, little—oh, little darlin‘, don’t shed no tears.
No, woman, no cry. Eh.

No, woman—no, woman—no, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say,
Oh, little-little darlin‘, please don’t shed no tears.
No, woman, no cry.

Shape of My Heart

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn’t play for the money he wins
He don’t play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart
That’s not the shape
The shape of my heart

If I told her that I loved you
You’d maybe think there’s something wrong
I’m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

Fields Of Gold

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile
upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
among the fields of barley?
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
upon the fields of barley.
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
and there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
we’ll walk in fields of gold
We’ll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
among the fields of gold
You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold,
when we walked in fields of gold

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