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CHICAGO lyrics - Night and Day

Sing, Sing, Sing

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Sing, sing, sing, sing Everybody's got to sing Stick with us we'll have a ball. Sing, sing, sing, sing Everybody's got to sing Stick around we'll have it all. Music brightens up the day Now, if you like it we will stay. Sing, sing, sing, sing Everybody's got to sing Stick around, shake it down. (Spanish lyrics)

Music

CAT STEVENS "Buddha And The Chocolate Box"
[1st verse:] Yesterday I was on the edge hoping everything was going to work itself out A good honest man doing the work of God Trying to make things better for Him A lover of life in a school for fools Trying to find another way to survive [Chorus:] New Music, Music, New Music Sweet Music can lighten us Can brighten the world, can save us My friend said well, I think I found a way To help make myself richer I said don't you know , well, it won't be too long before The bad ol devil will get you back Back.. I said put back your heart and sing , sing while you know youre still living Sing, sing, sing , while you know theres still [Chorus] Take a look at the world Think about how it will end Thered be no wars in the world If everybody joined the band Think about the light in your eyes Think about what you should know Thered be no wars in the world If everybody joined in the show Oh Oh Think about the light in your eyes Think about what you should know Thered be no wars in the world If everybody joined in the show In the show [Chorus] [1st verse]

Scales And Arpeggios

Disney
do mi so do do so mi do Every truly cultured music student knows You must learn your scales and your arpeggios Bring the music ringing from your chest And not your nose While you sing your scales and your arpeggios If your faithful to your daily practicing You will find you progress is encouraging Do mi so mi do me so mi fa la so it goes When you do your scales and your arpeggios Do mi so do (Fast piano music playing) do mi so do do so mi do (Repeat) Though at first it seems as though it doesn't show Like a tree ability will bloom and grow If you're smart you'll learn by heart what every artist knows Your must sing your scales And your arpeeee ee eeggioooooooooos! :::bang:::

Exodus (Faithful)

BETHANY DILLON
Come fallen ones Dance in the healing stream He has faithfully kept you Brought you out of captivity Rejoice with all your hearts Sing Him a new song That's heard high on the windswept mountains It will resound   Lead, Lord, with unfailing love Those that You have ransomed And we will sing out as we go on Our God is faithful   Reflect on all your days You weren't so free then Once you were all called slaves But now, blessed children Move your feet Dance before the Lord On to the Promised Land On to your reward, sing   Our enemies are at the bottom of the sea Written by Bethany Dillon and Ed Cash Bethany Dillon: Acoustic Guitar Dan Needham: Drums Ed Cash: Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Programming, Synth, Bass, Banjo, Mandolin Background Vocals: Ed Cash ©2004 EMI CMG Music Publishing / Alletrope Music (BMI)

Sing It Back

MOLOKO
Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me When you are ready i will surrender take me and do as you wish Have what you want to is always the best way I have succumb to this passive sensation peacefully falling away I am a zombie your wish will command me laugh as i fall to my knees Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me Can I control this empty delusion lost in the fire below And you come running your eyes will be open And when you come back i'll be as you want me only so eager to please My little song will keep you beside me thinking your name as i sing Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me Come come come to my sweet melody Come come come to my sweet melody Now you can't help it if you have been tempted by fruit hanging ripe on the tree And i feel useless don't care what the truth is you will be here come the day Truth do you hear me? don't try to come near me so tired i sleep through the lie If you desire to lay here beside me come to my sweet melody Sing it back to me Sing it back to me Sing it back Sing it back....... Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me Bring it back Sing it back Bring it back Sing it back to me

Where Are You Now My Son

JOAN BAEZ "Where Are You Now, My Son?"
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble A piece of cloth, a bit of shoe, a whole lifetime of trouble A sobbing chant comes from her throat and splits the morning air The single son she had last night is buried under her They say that the war is done Where are you now, my son? An old man with unsteady gait and beard of ancient white Bent to the ground with arms outstretched faltering in his plight I took his hand to steady him, he stood and did not turn But smiled and wept and bowed and mumbled softly, Danke shoen The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger And they spoke their only words in English, Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger Now that the war's being won Where are you now, my son? The siren gives a running break to those who live in town Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground Sometimes we'd sing and joke and paint bright pictures on the wall And wonder if we would die well and if we'd loved at all The helmetless defiant ones sit on the curb and stare At tracers flashing through the sky and planes bursting in air But way out in the villages no warning comes before a blast That means a sleeping child will never make it to the door The days of our youth were fun Where are you now, my son? From the distant cabins in the sky where no man hears the sound Of death on earth from his own bombs, six pilots were shot down Next day six hulking bandaged men were dazzled by a room Of newsmen. Sally keep the faith, let's hope this war ends soon In a damaged prison camp where they no longer had command They shook their heads, what irony, we thought peace was at hand The preacher read a Christmas prayer and the men kneeled on the ground Then sheepishly asked me to sing They Drove Old Dixie Down Yours was the righteous gun Where are you now, my son? We gathered in the lobby celebrating Chrismas Eve The French, the Poles, the Indians, Cubans and Vietnamese The tiny tree our host had fixed sweetened familiar psalms But the most sacred of Christmas prayers was shattered by the bombs So back into the shelter where two lovely women rose And with a brilliance and a fierceness and a gentleness which froze The rest of us to silence as their voices soared with joy Outshining every bomb that fell that night upon Hanoi With bravery we have sun But where are you now, my son? Oh people of the shelters what a gift you've given me To smile at me and quietly let me share your agony And I can only bow in utter humbleness and ask Forgiveness and forgiveness for the things we've brought to pass The black pyjama'd culture that we tried to kill with pellet holes And rows of tiny coffins we've paid for with our souls Have built a spirit seldom seen in women and in men And the white flower of Bac Mai will surely blossom once again I've heard that the war is done Then where are you now, my son? Â 1973 Chandos Music (ASCAP)

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