[hrothgar]

From the inimitable Liz Phair

I woke up alarmed
I didn't know where I was at first
Just that I woke up in your arms
And almost immediately I felt sorry
Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions
And whatever happened to a boyfriend?
The kind of guy who tries to win you over
And whatever happened to a boyfriend
The kind of guy who makes love cause he's in it
And I want a boyfriend
I want a boyfriend
I was all that boring old ***** like letters and sodas
Like letters
You got up
You said you had
But I heard arrest in your head
And almost immediately I felt sorry
Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this could happen again
With or without my best intentions
And I want a boyfriend
I want a boyfriend
I want all that stupid old ***** like
Letters and sodas
I can feel it in my bones
I 'm gonna spend another year alone it's
***** and run
***** and run
Even when I was 17
***** and run
***** and run
Even when I was 12

And I can feel it in my bones
I'm gonna spend my whole life alone
***** and run
***** and run
Even when I was 17
***** and run
***** and run
Even when I was 12

You almost felt bad
You said that I should call you up but
I knew much better than that
And almost immediately you felt sorry cause
You didn't think this would happen again
No matter what you could do or say
Just that you didn't think this could happen again
Without or without your best intentions
And whatever happened to a girlfriend
The kind of chick who tries to win you over
And whatever happened to a girlfriend
The kind of chick who makes love cause she's in it and
You want a girlfriend
You want a girlfriend
You want all that boring old *****
Like letters and sodas
Letters and sodas
Letters and sodas
Letters and sodas

[hrothgar]

And one front Sleater Kinney

Sweet like my tomato
Red cherry tomato
Down at the market pick out the ripe one
Tempting me sorely I want to bite one
Wait, save it for later

We had a good time at the beginning
It tasted just like all the things I was missing
I'll go at full boil 'til you
stop stop stop stop me
Later

Stay and I will make you dinner
Taste, each dish will be better
After the first bite say it's delicious
But then appetite isn't what we'd predicted
Would you want to heat it up later?

Rollercoaster, want to go back
to the way things were
I'm on the rollercoaster, want
to get back on the Tilt-A-Whirl

I'll be your monkey, a puppy, your circus freak
Fell the first day, it took a whole week
Rollercoaster, can't we go back
to the way things were?

Vertigo is the only clue
You're sick on me, I'm sick on you
Rollercoaster, want
to back to the Tilt-A-Whirl

I'm dizzy and faithless, where is the ground?
You said this thing would not go upside down
Rollercoaster, want to get back
to the way things were.
All right...

Sweet you're my tomato
Red cherry tomato
I know that some of our days are bitter
Stay with me honey
and things could be better
Wait, wait until later

[Winstonm]

War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Uh-huh
War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again y'all
War, huh, good God
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
War, it's got one friend
That's the undertaker
Ooooh, war, has shattered
Many a young mans dreams
Made him disabled, bitter and mean
Life is much to short and precious
To spend fighting wars these days
War can't give life
It can only take it away

Ooooh, war, huh
Good God y'all
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War, whoa, Lord
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker
War, friend only to the undertaker
Peace, love and understanding
Tell me, is there no place for them today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord knows there's got to be a better way

Ooooooh, war, huh
Good God y'all
What is it good for
You tell me
Say it, say it, say it, say it

War, huh
Good God y'all
What is it good for
Stand up and shout it
Nothing

[benlessard]

Some great song with great lyrics by Beck and Pulp.

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/beck/satan+ga...o_20015386.html

Satan gave me a taco
And it made me really sick
The chicken was all raw
And the grease was mighty thick
The rice was all rancid
And the beans were so hard
I was getting kinda dizzy
Eatin all the lard
There was aphids on the lettuce
And I ate every one
And after I was done
The salsa melted off my tongue
Pieces of tortilla
Got stuck in my throat
And the stains on my clothes
Burned a hole through my coat
My stomach was atremblin
And I broke out in a rash
I was so dry and thirsty
And I didnt have no cash
So I went and found a hose
Tore off all my clothes
Turned on the water
And it shot right up my nose
Some old lady came along
And she thought I was a freak
So she beat me with her handbag
til I could hardly speak
I was lying there naked
My body badly bruised
In a pool of my own blood
Unconscious and confused
Well the cops came and got me
And threw me in their van
And I woke up on the ceiling
And I couldnt find my hand
They took me to the judge
His eyes aglowin red
The courtroom was filled
With witches and the dead
Well the sheriff was a hell-hound
With fangs and claws
The prisoners were tied up
And chained to the walls
The air was getting thick
The smoke was getting thicker
The judge read the verdict
Said cut off his head!
Well they placed me on the altar
And they raised up the axe
My head was about to explode
When I noticed the marshall stacks
I noticed all the smoke machines
Cameras and the lights
Some guy with a microphone
Runnin around dancin in tights
And I noticed the crew
And the band playin down below
And I realized I was in a rock video
So I went and joined the band
And I went out on tour
And I smoked a lot of heroin
And I passed out in manure
I made out with the groupies (aw yeah)
Started fires backstage (aw yeah, start em up)
Made a lot of money (aw yeah, Im makin it)
And I gave it all away (give it all to me)
Well the band got killed (aw, bunch of losers)
So I started a solo career (aw haw, yeah
And I won all the awards (get em all now)
And I drank all the beer (drink it all up; get funky)
And I opened up the taco stand (aw haw, etc.)
Just to smell the smell
Cookin with the devil
Fryin down in hell

http://www.lyricsfre...a_20015307.html

http://www.azlyrics....ulp/babies.html

http://www.azlyrics....mmonpeople.html

[Winstonm]

You did say ALL-TIME best, right? Then....Jimmy Buffet is king.

Why don't we get drunk, and screw?
I just bought a waterbed,
It's filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen,
Honey I don't think that's true,
So why don't we get drunk, and screw?

[Fluffy]

U2: Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Yes...

I cant believe the news today
Oh, I cant close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under childrens feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I wont heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)
(allright lets go!)

And the battles just begun
Theres many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Tonight...

Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
Tonight
Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
(come get some!)

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
(sunday, bloody sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(sunday, bloody sunday)

Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
(here I come!)

And its true we are immune
When fact is fiction and tv reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)
To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)
On...

Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...

[han]

I know I can't top the thong song and I have a hard time picking Mark Knopfler's greatest lyrics. Here is a simple one from 2007 that I like:

When I gave my heart
to a tinker boy
he said a fish could love a swallow
And I will go with my travelling man
Wherever he goes I will follow

He will mend
your pots and pans
Your kitchen knives he’ll take and sharpen
Then I’ll be gone with my travelling man
and never more your doorway darken

The fish and the bird
who fall in love
will find no place to build a home in
The fish and the bird who fall in love
are bound forever to go roaming

[joshs]

It's lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call
But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
There's a faraway look on the face of the bum
The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer
What a terrible place is a pub with no beer

The stockman rides up with his dry, dusty throat
He breasts up to the bar, pulls a wad from his coat
But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
When the barman says suddenly: "The pub's got no beer!"

There's a dog on the verandah, for his master he waits
But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
It's no place for a dog round a pub with no beer

Then in comes the swagman, all covered with flies
He throws down his roll, wipes the sweat from his eyes
But when he is told he says, "What's this I hear?
I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer!"

Old Billy, the blacksmith, the first time in his life
Has gone home cold sober to his darling wife
He walks in the kitchen; she says: "You're early, me dear"
Then he breaks down and he tells her that the pub's got no beer

It's lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night where the wild dingos call
But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

[joshs]

I always was fond of this song, even if the author confuses Judas and Trotsky...


Stand Up For Judas
(Leon Rosselson)

The Romans were the masters
When Jesus walked the land
In Judea and in Galilee
They ruled with an iron hand
The poor were sick with hunger
And the rich were clothed in splendour
And the rebels, whipped and crucified
Hung rotting as a warning
And Jesus knew the answer -
"Give unto Caesar what is Caesar's"
Said, "Love your enemies"
But Judas was a Zealot and he
Wanted to be free
"Resist", he said, "the Romans' tyranny"

So stand up, stand up for Judas
And the cause that Judas served
It was Jesus who betrayed the poor with his word

Now Jesus was a conjuror,
Miracles were his game
He fed the hungry thousands
And they glorified his name
He cured the lame and leper
He calmed the wind and the weather
And the wretched flocked to touch him
So their troubles would be taken
And Jesus knew the answer -
"All you who labour, all you who suffer
Only believe in me"
But Judas sought a world where no-one
Starved or begged for bread
"The poor are always with us", Jesus said

Now Jesus sowed division
Where none had been before
Not the slave against the master
But the poor against the poor
Caused son to rise up against father
And brother to fight against brother
For "He that is not with me
Is against me" was his teaching
Said Jesus, "I am the answer
You unbelievers shall burn forever
Shall die in your sins"
"Not sheep or goats" said Judas but
"Together we may dare
Shake off the chains of tyranny we share"

Jesus stood upon the mountain
With a distance in his eyes
"I am the Way, the Life" he cried
"The Light that never dies
So renounce all earthly treasures
And pray to your heavenly father"
And he pacified the hopeless
With the hope of life eternal
Said Jesus, "I am the answer
And you who hunger only remember
Your reward's in heaven"
So Jesus preached the other world
But Judas wanted this
And he betrayed his master with a kiss

By sword and gun and crucifix
Christ's gospel has been spread
And two thousand cruel years have shown
The way that Jesus led
The heretics burned and tortured
And the butchering bloody Crusaders
The bombs and rockets sanctified
That rain down death from heaven
They followed Jesus, they knew the answer
All unbelievers must be believers
Or else be broken
"So place no trust in saviours"
Judas said, "for everyone
Must be to his or her own self a sun"

[mikeh]

Rossoneri, on Dec 14 2007, 11:22 AM, said:

The Rose by Bette Midler.

Lyrics

The Rose was written by Amanda McBroom, and her version, done more simply than Midler's because McBroom didn't have a great backup band, is more moving by far. My wife insists that I put it on the turntable (yes, I still prefer a turntable for good sound) most times we host a party... towards the end when everyone is getting mellow(er)

[mikeh]

Alexandra Leaving: Leonard Cohen

Suddenly the night has grown colder
The god of love preparing to depart
Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder
They step between the sentries of the heart

Upheld by the simplicity of pleasure
They gain the light, they tenderly embrace;
And radiant beyond your widest measure
They fall among the voices and the wine

It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving,
A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust-
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost

Even though she sleeps upon your satin
Even though she wakes you with a kiss
Do not say the moment was imagined
Do not stoop to stratagies like this

As someone long prepared for this to happen
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing
Your firm commitments tangible again

And you who had the honor of her evening
And by that honor had yours restored-
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
Alexandra leaving with her lord

Even though she sleeps upon your satin
Even though she wakes you with a kiss
Do not say the moment was imagined
Do not stoop to strategies like this

As someone long prepared for the occasion
In full command of every plan you wrecked-
Do not choose a coward's explanation
That hides behind the cause and the effect

And you who were bewildered by a meaning
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
Say goodbye to Alexendra leaving
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost

Not the most meaningful lyrics, but (especially in Cohen's voice) a wonderful evocation of emotion ... but I am a Cohen fan

[shyams]

Re-animating an old thread... Apologies

Where is the love (Black Eyed Peas) has some very nice lyrics; may not be the greatest of all time but surely quite good.
The part I like a lot is below

Quote

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' our wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found

[babalu1997]

Lulu Santos Como uma Onda (Zen-Surfismo) Lyrics:
(Lulu Santos - Nelson Motta)
Nada do que foi será
De novo do jeito que já foi um dia
Tudo passa, tudo sempre passará
A vida vem em ondas como um mar
Num indo e vindo infinito
Tudo que se vê não é
Igual ao que a gente viu a um segundo
Tudo muda o tempo todo no mundo
Não adianta fugir nem mentir
Pra si mesmo agora
Há tanta vida lá fora
Aqui dentro sempre
Como uma onda no mar
Nada do que foi será
De novo do jeito que já foi um dia
Tudo passa, tudo sempre passará
A vida vem em ondas como um mar
Num indo e vindo infinito
Tudo que se vê não é
Igual ao que a gente viu a um segundo
Tudo muda o tempo todo no mundo
Não adianta fugir nem mentir
Pra si mesmo agora
Há tanta vida lá fora
Aqui dentro sempre
Como uma onda no mar

[Fluffy]

lyrics that I couldn't send out of my head would be extreme: more than words.

But for lyrics who actually made me think, best is Sunday Bloody Sunday (U2)

[ggwhiz]

B B King

Nobody loves me but my mother and she may be jivin too.

[jjbrr]

Def not greatest lyrics of all time, but perhaps worthy of honorable mention.

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Chorus]

Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

[second and third chorus]

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Chorus]

Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

[Trinidad]

I have two of them:
- Johnny Cash (written by Shell Silverstein), A boy named Sue (1969)
- Drs. P., Dodenrit (1974)

Rik

Johnny Cash, A boy named Sue

Quote

Well my daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
Roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now you gonna die!!"
Yeah that's what I told him

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help you along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in the eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

What could I do? What could I do?
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Any damn thing but Sue! I still hate that name!

Drs. P., Dodenrit

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We rijden met de troika door het eindeloze woud
Het vriest een graad of dertig, het is winter en vrij koud
De paardenhoeven knarsen in de pasgevallen sneeuw
Het is avond in Siberië en nergens is een leeuw

We rijden met de kinderen, al zijn ze nog wat jong
Door het eindeloze woud waarover ik zoëven zong
Een lommerrijk en zeer onoverzichtelijk terein
Waarin men zich gelukkig prijst dat er geen leeuwen zijn

We zijn opweg naar Omsk, maar de weg daarheen is lang
En daarom vullen wij de tijd met feestelijk gezang
Intussen gaat zich iets bewegen in de achtergrond
Iets donkers en iets talrijks, en het lijkt me ongezond

Ze zijn nog vrij ver achter ons, ik zie ze echter wel
Het is een hele massa en ze lopen nog al snel
En door ons achterna te lopen halen zij ons in
Wat onvoordelig uit kan pakken voor een jong gezin

De donkere gedaanten zijn bijzonder vlug ter been
Ze lopen op vier poten en ze kijken heel gemeen
Ze hebben grote tanden dat is duidelijk te zien
Het zijn waarschijnlijk wolven en kwaadaardig bovendien

Al is de toestand zorgelijk ik raak niet in paniek
Ik houd de moet erin door middel van de volksmuziek
We kennen onze bundel en we zingen heel wat af
Terwijl de wolven nader komen in gestrekte draf

Het is van hier naar Omsk nog een kleine honderd werst
'T is prettig dat de paarden net vanmiddag zijn ververst
Maar jammer dat de wolven ons toch hebben ingehaald
Men ziet de flinke eetlust die hun uit de ogen straalt

We doen heel onbekommerd en we zingen continu
Toch moet er iets gebeuren onder moeders paraplu
En zonder op te vallen overleg ik met mijn vrouw
Wie moet er aan geloven vraag ik toe bedenk eens gauw

Moet Igor het maar wezen?, nee want Igor speelt viool
Wat vind je van Natasha?, maar die leert zo goed op school
En Sonja dan?, nee Sonja niet, zij heeft een mooie alt
Zodat de keus tenslotte op de kleine Pjotr valt

Dus onder het gezang pak ik het ventje handig beet
Daar vliegt hij uit de troika met een griezelige kreet
De wolven hebben alle aandacht voor die lekkernij
Nog vierentachtig werst en o wat zijn we heden blij

We mogen Pjotr wel waarderen om zijn eetbaarheid
Want daardoor raken wij die troep voorlopig even kwijt
Zo jagen wij maar voort als in een gruwelijke droom
ajo ajo ajo al in die hoge klapperboom

Daar klinkt weer dat gehuil en onze hoop is weer verscheurd
De wolven zijn terug en nu is Sonja aan de beurt
Daar gaat dat arme kind, zij was zo vrolijk en zo braaf
Nog acht-en-zestig werst en in Den Haag daar woont een graaf

Ik zit nog na te peinzen en mijn vrouw stort meen'ge traan
En kijk daar komen achter ons die wolven alweer aan
Dus Igor 't is wel spijtig maar jij wordt geen virtuoos
Nog twee-en-vijftig werst en daar was laatst een meisje loos

Nu Igor is verwijderd hebben wij weer even rust
Maar nee daar zijn de wolven weer op nog een prak belust
De doodskreet van Natasha snijdt ons pijnlijk door de ziel
Nog zes-en-dertig werst en in een blauwgeruite kiel

Mijn vrouw en ik zijn over dus we zingen een duet
En als het even mee wil zitten halen we het net
Helaas ik moet haar afstaan aan de hongerige troep
Nu nog maar twintig werst en hoeperdepoep zat op de stoep

Ik zing nu weer wat lustiger want Omsk komt in zicht
Ik maak een sprong van blijdschap en verlies mijn evenwicht
Terwijl de wolven mij verslinden denk ik dat is pech
Ja Omsk is een mooie stad maar net iets te ver weg

Troika hier - troika daar, ja je ziet er veel dit jaar
Troika hier - troika daar, overal zit paardenhaar
Troika hier - troika daar, steeds uit voorraad leverbaar
Troika hier - troika daar, zachtjes stort de Samuvar
Troika hier - troika daar, met een Slavisch handgebaar
Troika hier - troika daar, doe het zelf met naald en schaar
Troika hier - troika daar, is dat nu niet wonderbaar
Troika hier - troika daar, twee halfom en een tartaar
Troika hier - troika daar, een liefdadigheidsbazaar
Troika hier - troika daar, Hulde aan het gouden paar
Troika hier - troika daar, foei hoe suffert staat gij daar
Troika hier - troika daar, moeder is de koffie klaar
Troika hier - troika daar, kijk! daar loopt een adelaar
Troika hier - troika daar, is hier ook een abattoir?
Troika hier - troika daar, basgitaar en klapsigaar
Troika hier - troika daar, flinkgebouwde weduwnaar
Troika hier - troika daar, LEVE ONZE GOEDE TSAAR!!

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Hi:

Lili Marleen.

It was played by both sides in WWII. The fighting often stopped when the song was played. Both sides sang along and dreamed of home.

Regards,
Robert