Davulla zurnayla yola çıkmış
Bandoyla karşılanmıştık
İş gücümüzdü sattığımız
Ter olup çarklara aktığımız
Servete servet kattığımız
Gurbet el şimdi bize Dön geri diyor
Bebeler doğurduk gurbet ellere
Büyüdüler verdik taş mekteplere
Dilleri dönmez ki bizim dillere
Merhabayı bilmez guten tag diyor
Yılda bir kere izindir deyip
Bulgarın yugoslavın yolunu tepip
Edirne Ardahan gözümde tüten
Canım memleket bize Almancı diyor
Written by Danny Kirwan. (scatting) You open up on Sunday You’re closing down on Monday I don’t know why you open at all You’re selling books and old things Picture frames and gold rings Anything you can find Baby baby how do I know If you’re there when I want To take you to the…
I’ve tried to ignore All the stench of your life Only holding back For my wife Even she has seen Your poisoned soul displayed Seen each move you’ve made Contaminate, degrade Who’s this juvenile? Who’s this infantile clown? He’s not ever worth Knocking down Stamp your tiny foot My precious little lamb Bleat ad nauseam…
(Danny Wells/Jill Wood) In spite of the name, Independence, Kansas Didn’t grow many wild roses But she was young and restless And I loved her though holding her down was hopeless I wanted her to say she couldn’t live without The life I had to offer but all she could talk about Was faraway dreams,…
Can you feel the power? In my heart you will see a lasting love forever Lose control and set me free all the way to heaven Love can grow in your soul, open up and love me Only you can be with me, I’m waiting til you show me I can’t forget what we’ve been…
Ay doğar sini sini Sevmişem birisini çekip vursalar beni Söylemem doğrusunu Geline bak geline Kına yakmış eline Gelin kurban olayım Saçlarının teline
Old John from his deathbed cried: “Think I will wait ’til tomorrow to die Sun is shining, birds do sing This, sir, is no day to go” Up and out the door CHORUS: I’ve had a life that’s full Everyone’s been good to me So fire up that fiddle, boy And give me one last…