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Africa
All Along The Watchtower
All The Love I Have Inside
Always On My Mind
American Pie
Another Rainbow
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Africa
Album Footsteps By Chris de Burgh Written by David Paich / Jeffrey Pochard
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I hear the drums echoing tonight,
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation,
She's coming in twelve-thirty flight,
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars
That guide me towards salvation,
I stopped an old man along the way,
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient memories,
He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you,"
Gonna to take a lot to drag me away from you,
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
Going to take some time to do the things we never had;
Wild dogs cry out in the night,
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company,
I know that I must do what's right,
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti,
I seek to cure what's deep inside,
Frightened of this thing that I've become,
Gonna to take a lot to drag me away from you,
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
Going to take some time to do the things we never had;
Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you,
Gonna take a lot to drag me away from you,
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do,
I”ll bless the rains down in Africa,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
I’ll bless the rains down in Africa,
Going take some time to do the things we never had...
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All Along The Watchtower
Album Footsteps By Chris de Burgh Written by Bob Dylan
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"There must be some way out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief,
Businessmen, they drink my wine, ploughmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth;"
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us now,
Who feel that life is but a joke,
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late;"
All along the Watchtower, Princes kept the view,
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants too,
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl;
"There must be some way out of here,"
"There must be some way out of here..."

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All The Love I Have Inside
Album The Getaway By Chris de Burgh Written by Chris de Burgh
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When I wake up in the morning she is there,
With her sleepy smile and a long night of windy hair,
And when I hold her close beside me,
Well it feels so good,
That I'd like to stay here all day long,
If there's a way that I could;
And when we go downstairs and start off onto the day
Just one more cup of coffee, and I'm on my way,
We may not have perfection,
But we're halfway there,
And I know it's sentimental,
But I just wanted to say,
That all the love I have inside me is for you,
All the love I have inside me is for you,
All the love I have inside me is for you;
And when I've had a heavy day and I'm going home,
She gives me time if she sees I want to be alone,
Ah but when the evening's over,
And we go to bed,
Here comes the same old feeling,
It's like a song in my head,
Well all the love I have inside me is for you,
All the love I have inside me is for you,
All the love I have inside me is for you,
Here's my love song to you, you...

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Always On My Mind
Album Beautiful Dreams By Chris de Burgh Written by Chris de Burgh
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Maybe I didn't love you quite as good as I should have,
Maybe I didn't hold you quite as often as I could have,
Little things I should have said and done,
I just never took the time;
You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind;
Maybe I didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely nights,
And I guess I never told you, I'm so happy that you're mine,
If I made you feel second best, I'm so sorry, I was blind,
You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind;
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died,
Give me, give me one more chance to keep you satisfied,
If I made you feel second best, I'm so sorry, I was blind,
You were always on my mind,
You were always on my mind.
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American Pie
Album Footsteps By Chris de Burgh Written by Don McLean
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Long long time ago, I can still remember,
How that music used to make me smile;
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they'd be happy for a while;
But February made me shiver,
With every paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn't walk one more step;
I can't remember if I cried,
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside,
The day the music died;
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Did you write the Book of Love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so,
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
And I know that you're in love with him,
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym,
You both kicked off your shoes,
And I dig those rhythm and blues,
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck,
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck,
The day the music died; I started singing...
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Now for ten years we've been on our own,
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
But that's not how it used to be,
When the jester sang for the King and Queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean,
And a voice that came from you and me;
Ah but while the King was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown,
The courtroom was adjourned,
No verdict was returned,
And Lenin read from the book of Marx,
A Quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark,
The day the music died; We were singing...
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die;
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry,
Them good ol’ boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this will be the day that I die,
This will be the day that I die.

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Another Rainbow
Album Timing Is Everything By Chris de Burgh Written by Chris de Burgh
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Breaking bread and drinking wine, talking deep into the night,
Just dreaming dreams and making plans forever,
We have been the best of friends, and always said since way back when,
We'd change the world with mad ideas together;
Another rainbow to follow with you,
Another dream that may never come true,
It is better to have tried in vain than never try at all,
Another rainbow where gold may fall;
So we went our different ways, and though I had my darkness days,
I sailed the stars and I found what I was looking for,
You became a jack of trades, ace of all and king of none,
With hands that hurt from knocking on so many doors;
Another rainbow to follow with you,
Another dream that may never come true,
It is better to have tried in vain than never try at all,
Another rainbow where gold may fall;
And there will always be these moments, when you can turn to me again;
Another rainbow to follow with you,
Another crazy dream that just might come true,
'Cos it is better to have tried in vain than never try at all,
Another rainbow where gold may fall.

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