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I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS MISTER (Jim Garland)
I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER,
I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING.
ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER,
GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN.
NOW, I DON'T WANT YOUR ROLLS-ROYCE, MISTER,
I DON'T WANT YOUR PLEASURE YACHT.
ALL I WANT'S JUST FOOD FOR MY BABIES,
GIVE TO ME MY OLD JOB BACK.
WE WORKED TO BUILD THIS COUNTRY, MISTER,
WHILE YOU ENJOYED A LIFE OF EASE.
YOU'VE STOLEN ALL THAT WE BUILT, MISTER,
NOW OUR CHILDREN STARVE AND FREEZE.
SO, I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER,
I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING.
ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER,
GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN.
THINK ME DUMB IF YOU WISH, MISTER,
CALL ME GREEN, OR BLUE, OR RED.
THIS ONE THING I SURE KNOW, MISTER,
MY HUNGRY BABIES MUST BE FED.
TAKE THE TWO OLD PARTIES, MISTER,
NO DIFFERENCE IN THEM I CAN SEE.
BUT WITH A FARMER-LABOR PARTY
WE COULD SET THE PEOPLE FREE.
SO, I DON'T WANT YOUR MILLIONS, MISTER,
I DON'T WANT YOUR DIAMOND RING.
ALL I WANT IS THE RIGHT TO LIVE, MISTER,
GIVE ME BACK MY JOB AGAIN.
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John Henry
04:57
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JOHN HENRY (Tradicional)
JOHN HENRY HE COULD HAMMER,
HE COULD WHISTLE, HE COULD SING
HE WENT TO THE MOUNTAIN EARLY IN THE MORNIN'
JUST TO HEAR HIS HAMMER RING, LORD, LORD
JUST TO HEAR HIS HAMMER RING.
WHEN JOHN HENRY WAS A LITTLE BABY,
SITTIN' ON HIS DADDY'S KNEE
HE PICKED UP A HAMMER, A LITTLE PIECE OF STEEL,
SAID HAMMER BE THE DEATH OF ME, LORD, LORD
SAID HAMMER BE THE DEATH OF ME
WHEN JOHN HENRY'S FAM'LY NEEDED MONEY,
SAID HE DIDN'T HAVE BUT A DIME
IF YOU WAIT 'TIL THE RED SUN GOES DOWN
I'LL GET IT FROM THE MAN IN THE MINE, LORD, LORD
I'LL GET IT FROM THE MAN IN THE MINE
WELL JOHN HENRY WENT TO THE CAPTAIN
SAID THE CAPTAIN, WHAT CAN YOU DO
I CAN HOIST A JACK, I CAN LAY A TRACK
I CAN PICK AND SHOVEL TOO, LORD, LORD
I CAN PICK AND SHOVEL TOO
WELL THE CAPTAIN SAID TO JOHN HENRY,
I´M GONNA BRING ME A STEAM DRILL 'ROUND
GONNA BRING ME A STEAM DRILL OUT ON THE JOB
I´M GONNA WHUP THAT STEEL ON DOWN,LORD,LORD
WHUP THAT STEEL ON DOWN
WELL JOHN HENRY SAID TO THE CAPTAIN,
LOOKA YONDER WHAT I SEE,
HOLE DONE CHOKE, DRILL DONE BROKE,
AND YOU CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME, LORD, LORD
CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME
OH NO,
YOU CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME, NO NO
CAN'T DRIVE STEEL LIKE ME
WELL JOHN HENRY DROVE INTO THE MOUNTAIN,
HIS HAMMER WAS STRIKIN' FIRE
HE DROVE SO HARD HE BROKE HIS POOR HEART
AND HE LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED, LORD, LORD
LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED
HE LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED, GREAT GOD
LAID DOWN HIS HAMMER AND HE DIED
OH THEY TOOK JOHN HENRY TO THE WHITE HOUSE
AND THEY BURIED HIM IN THE SAND
EVERY LOCOMOTIVE COME ROARIN' BY
SAYS
THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD
THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN
SAYS THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD
THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN
SAYS THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN, LORD, LORD
THERE LIES A STEEL DRIVIN' MAN
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BROTHER, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME? (E. Y. Yip Harburg / Jay Gorney)
THEY USED TO TELL ME I WAS BUILDING A DREAM
AND SO I FOLLOWED THE MOB
WHEN THERE WAS EARTH TO PLOW OR GUNS TO BEAR
I WAS ALWAYS THERE, RIGHT THERE ON THE JOB
THEY USED TO TELL ME I WAS BUILDING A DREAM
WITH PEACE AND GLORY AHEAD
WHY SHOULD I BE STANDING IN LINE
JUST WAITING FOR BREAD
ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD, I MADE IT RUN
I MADE IT RUN AGAINST TIME
ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD AND NOW IT´S DONE
BUDDY CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
ONCE I BUILT A TOWER WAY UP TO THE SUN
WITH BRICKS AND MORTAR AND LIME
ONCE I BUILT A RAILROAD AND NOW IT´S DONE
BROTHER CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
ONCE IN KHAKI SUITS, GEE WE LOOKED SWELL
FULL OF THAT YANKEE DOODLY DUM
HALF A MILLION BOOTS WENT FLOGGING THROUGH HELL
I WAS THE KID WITH THE DRUM
OH SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER?
YOU CALLED ME “AL ”
IT WAS “AL ” ALL THE TIME
SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? I WAS YOUR PAL
BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER?
YOU CALLED ME “AL ”
IT WAS “AL ” ALL THE TIME
SAY, DONT YOU REMEMBER? I WAS YOUR PAL
BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
BUDDY, CAN YOU SPARE A DIME?
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Everything Is Broken
04:11
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EVERYTHING IS BROKEN (Bob Dylan)
BROKEN LINES BROKEN STRINGS
BROKEN THREADS BROKEN SPRINGS
BROKEN IDOLS BROKEN HEADS
PEOPLE SLEEPING IN BROKEN BEDS
AIN'T NO USE JIVING
AIN'T NO USE JOKING
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN.
BROKEN BOTTLES BROKEN PLATES
BROKEN SWITCHES BROKEN GATES
BROKEN DISHES BROKEN PARTS
STREETS ARE FILLED WITH BROKEN HEARTS
BROKEN WORDS NEVER MEANT TO BE SPOKEN
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN.
SEEM LIKE EVERY TIME YOU STOP AND TURN AROUND
SOMETHING ELSE JUST HIT THE GROUND
BROKEN CUTTERS BROKEN SAWS
BROKEN BUCKLES BROKEN LAWS
BROKEN BODIES BROKEN BONES
BROKEN VOICES ON BROKEN PHONES
TAKE A DEEP BREATH FEEL LIKE YOU'RE CHOKIN'
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN.
EVERYTIME YOU LEAVE AND GO OFF SOMEPLACE
THINGS FALL TO PIECES IN MY FACE
BROKEN HANDS ON BROKEN PLOUGHS
BROKEN TREATIES BROKEN VOWS
BROKEN PIPES BROKEN TOLOS
PEOPLE BENDING BROKEN RULES
HOUND DOG HOWLING BULLFROG CROAKING
EVERYTHING IS BROKEN.
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HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE (Stephen Foster)
LET US PAUSE IN LIFE'S PLEASURES AND COUNT ITS MANY TEARS,
WHILE WE ALL SUP SORROW WITH THE POOR;
THERE'S A SONG THAT WILL LINGER FOREVER IN OUR EARS;
OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.
'TIS THE SONG, THE SIGH OF THE WEARY,
HARD TIMES, HARD TIMES, COME AGAIN NO MORE
MANY DAYS YOU HAVE LINGERED AROUND MY CABIN DOOR;
OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.
WHILE WE SEEK MIRTH AND BEAUTY AND MUSIC LIGHT AND GAY,
THERE ARE FRAIL FORMS FAINTING AT THE DOOR;
THOUGH THEIR VOICES ARE SILENT, THEIR PLEADING LOOKS WILL SAY
OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.
'TIS THE SONG, THE SIGH OF THE WEARY,
HARD TIMES, HARD TIMES, COME AGAIN NO MORE
MANY DAYS YOU HAVE LINGERED AROUND MY CABIN DOOR;
OH! HARD TIMES COME AGAIN NO MORE.
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Folsom Prison Blues
04:48
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FOLSOM PRISON BLUES (Johnny Cash)
I HEAR THE TRAIN A COMIN'
IT'S ROLLING ROUND THE BEND
AND I AIN'T SEEN THE SUNSHINE SINCE I DON'T KNOW WHEN,
I'M STUCK IN FOLSOM PRISON, AND TIME KEEPS DRAGGIN' ON
BUT THAT TRAIN KEEPS A ROLLIN'
ON DOWN TO SAN ANTON.
WHEN I WAS JUST A BABY MY MAMA TOLD ME. SON,
ALWAYS BE A GOOD BOY, DON'T EVER PLAY WITH GUNS.
BUT I SHOT A MAN IN RENO JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE
WHEN I HEAR THAT WHISTLE BLOWING
I HANG MY HEAD AND CRY..
I BET THERE'S RICH FOLKS EATING IN A FANCY DINING CAR
PROBABLY DRINKIN' COFFEE, AND SMOKING BIG CIGARS.
WELL I KNOW I HAD IT COMING, I KNOW I CAN'T BE FREE
BUT THOSE PEOPLE KEEP A MOVIN'
AND THAT'S WHAT TORTURES ME...
WELL IF THEY'D FREE ME FROM THIS PRISON,
IF THAT RAILROAD TRAIN WAS MINE
BET I'D MOVE IT ON A LITTLE, FURTHER DOWN THE LINE
FAR FROM FOLSOM PRISON, THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO STAY
AND I'D LET THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW MY BLUES AWAY.....
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Crossroads
06:09
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CROSSROADS (Robert Johnson)
I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, FELL DOWN ON MY KNEE
I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, FELL DOWN ON MY KNEE
ASKED THE LORD ABOVE FOR MERCY, "SAVE ME IF YOU PLEASE."
I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, TRIED TO FLAG A RIDE
I WENT DOWN TO THE CROSSROADS, TRIED TO FLAG A RIDE
NOBODY SEEMED TO KNOW ME, EVERYBODY PASSED BY.
I´M GOING DOWN TO ROSEDALE, TAKE MY RIDER BY MY SIDE
I´M GOING DOWN TO ROSEDALE, TAKE MY RIDER BY MY SIDE
YOU CAN STILL BUY A HOUSE, BABY, ON THE RIVERSIDE.
YOU CAN RUN, YOU CAN RUN, TELL MY FRIEND-BOY WILLIE BROWN.
YOU CAN RUN, YOU CAN RUN, TELL MY FRIEND-BOY WILLIE BROWN.
AND I'M STANDING AT THE CROSSROADS, BELIEVE I'M SINKING DOWN.
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Burning Hell
06:34
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BURNING HELL (Bernard Besman / John Lee Hooker )
I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CHURCH HOUSE GET DOWN ON A BENDED KNEE
DEACON JONES PRAY FOR ME DEACON JONES PLEASE PRAY FOR ME
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL NO
I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CROSS ROADS
WITH NO DEVIL WELL I'LL MAKE A DEAL
I'M GOING DOWN TO THE CROSS ROADS
WITH NO DEVIL WELL I'LL MAKE A DEAL
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN NO BURNING HELL NO
WHEN I DIE WHERE WILL I GO? WHEN I DIE WHERE WILL I GO?
SOMEBODY TELL ME SOMEBODY TELL ME
SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME WHERE WILL I GO?
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL
NO HELL NO BURNING HELL
MAYBE THERE AINT NO HEAVEN MAYBE THERE AINT NO HELL
NO HELL NO BURNING HELL
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I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY (Randy Newman)
BROKEN WINDOWS AND EMPTY HALLWAYS
A PALE DEAD MOON IN THE SKY STREAKED WITH GRAY
HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING
AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY
SCARECROWS DRESSED IN THE LATEST STYLES
WITH FROZEN SMILES TO CHASE LOVE AWAY
HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING
AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY
LONELY, LONELY
TIN CAN AT MY FEET
THINK I'LL KICK IT DOWN THE STREET
THAT'S THE WAY TO TREAT A FRIEND
BRIGHT BEFORE ME THE SIGNS IMPLORE ME
TO HELP THE NEEDY AND SHOW THEM THE WAY
HUMAN KINDNESS IS OVERFLOWING
AND I THINK IT'S GOING TO RAIN TODAY
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HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN (Kris Kristofferson)
THE SCENE WAS A SMALL ROADSIDE CAFE,
THE WAITRESS WAS SWEEPING THE FLOOR.
TWO TRUCK DRIVERS DRINKING THEIR COFFEE.
AND TWO OKIE KIDS BY THE DOOR.
"HOW MUCH ARE THEM CANDIES?" THEY ASKED HER.
"HOW MUCH HAVE YOU GOT?" SHE REPLIED.
"WE'VE ONLY A PENNY BETWEEN US."
"THEM'S TWO FOR A PENNY," SHE LIED.
AND THE DAYLIGHT GREW HEAVY WITH THUNDER,
WITH THE SMELL OF THE RAIN ON THE WIND.
AIN'T IT JUST LIKE A HUMAN.
HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN.
ONE TRUCK DRIVER CALLED TO THE WAITRESS,
AFTER THE KIDS WENT OUTSIDE.
"THEM CANDIES AIN'T TWO FOR A PENNY."
"SO WHAT'S IT TO YOU?" SHE REPLIED.
IN SILENCE THEY FINISHED THEIR COFFEE,
AND GOT UP AND NODDED GOODBYE.
SHE CALLED: "HEY, YOU LEFT TOO MUCH MONEY!"
"SO WHAT'S IT TO YOU?" THEY REPLIED.
AND THE DAYLIGHT WAS HEAVY WITH THUNDER,
WITH THE SMELL OF THE RAIN ON THE WIND.
AIN'T IT JUST LIKE A HUMAN.
HERE COMES THAT RAINBOW AGAIN.
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Reason To Believe
05:18
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REASON TO BELIEVE (Bruce Springsteen)
SEEN A MAN STANDIN' OVER A DEAD DOG
BY THE HIGHWAY IN A DITCH
LOOKIN' DOWN KINDA PUZZLED
POU KIN' THAT DOG WITH A STICK
GOT HIS CAR DOOR FLUNG OPEN
HE'S STANDIN' OUT ON HIGHWAY 31
IF HE STOOD THERE LONG ENOUGH
THAT DOG'D GET UP AND RUN
IT STRUACK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME
HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY
PEOPLE FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE
MARY LOU LOVED JOHNNY
A LOVE MEAN AND TRUE
SHE SAID " I'LL WORK FOR YOU EVERY DAY,
BRING MY MONEY HOME TO YOU"
ONE DAY HE UP AND LEFT HER
AND EVER SINCE THAT
SHE WAITS DOWN AT THE END OF
FOR YOUNG JOHNNY TO COME BACK
IT STRUCK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME
HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY
YOU´LL FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE
TAKE A BABY TO THE RIVER,
KYLE WILLIAM THEY CALLED HIM
WASH THE BABY IN THE WATER,
TAKE AWAY LITTLE KYLE'S SIN
IN A WHITEWASH SHOTGUN SHACK
AN OLD MAN PASSES AWAY
TAKE HIS BODY TO THE GRAVEYARD,
OVER HIM THEY PRAY
CONGREGATION GATHERS
DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE
PREACHER STANDS WITH A BIBLE,
GROOM STANDS WAITIN' FOR HIS BRIDE
CONGREGATION GONE AND THE SUN SETS
BEHIND A WEEPIN' WILLOW TREE
GROOM STANDS ALONE AND WATCHES
THE RIVER RUSH ON… SO EFFORTLESSLY
IT STRUCK ME KINDA FUNNY, FUNNY SIR TO ME
HOW AT THE END OF EVERY HARD EARNED DAY
PEOPLE FIND SOME REASON TO BELIEVE
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Come On Up To The House
04:44
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COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE (Tom Waits / Kathleen Brendan)
WELL THE MOON IS BROKEN AND THE SKY IS CRACKED
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE THE ONLY THINGS THAT YOU CAN SEE
IS ALL THAT YOU LACK COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
ALL YOUR CRYIN DON'T DO NO GOOD, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
COME DOWN OFF THE CROSS WE CAN USE THE WOOD
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THERE'S NO LIGHT IN THE TUNNEL NO IRONS IN THE FIRE
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE AND YOUR SINGIN LEAD SOPRANO
IN A JUNKMAN'S CHOIR YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
DOES LIFE SEEM NASTY, BRUTISH AND SHORT COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THE SEAS ARE STORMY AND YOU CAN'T FIND NO PORT
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THERE'S NOTHIN IN THE WORLD THAT YOU CAN DO
YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
AND YOU BEEN WHIPPED BY THE FORCES
THAT ARE INSIDE YOU COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
WELL YOU'RE HIGH ON TOP OF YOUR MOUNTAIN OF WOE
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE WELL YOU KNOW YOU SHOULD SURRENDER
BUT YOU CAN'T LET IT GO YOU GOTTA COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE, COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
THE WORLD IS NOT MY HOME I'M JUST A PASSIN THRU
COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE
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Kike Jambalaya Madrid, Spain
Singer, pianist and composer born in Madrid.
From 1989 to now, 2019 his musical
activity has not stopped. Rock and roll, blues, country, swing, boogie.
He decided to hold an "American Trilogy" between 2013 and 2018: "Back Home Again", "Hard Times" and "Rock'n'Roll, Brother!"
Now in its 30th anniversary, it is the turn to an album in Spanish with its own compositions: "Betrayers Times"
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