I'VE NEVER BEEN THIS HOMESICK BEFORE Writer Dottie Rambo There's a light in the window And the table's set in splendor Someone's standing by the open
(takanami) Translators: kirk cumming, miyuki igarashi Roku ji han no basu de Machi wo dete iku no? Roku ji han no basu de Machi wo dete iku nante Kimi
1. wer in die Fremde will wandern der muß mit der Liebsten geh'n; es jubeln und lassen die andern den Fremden alleine steh'n. 2. Was wisset ihr
1. Herz mein Herz warum so traurig und was soll das Ach und Weh? 's ist so schön im fremden Lande Herz mein Herz was fehlt dir mehr? Herz mein
1. O könnt' ich in mein Heimatland zurück ins Land Tirol ins Land wo meine Wiege stand da wär mir wieder wohl; ins Land wo meine Wiege
Woke up this morning, not feeling too well The man in my mirror looking mighty pale On this old CB calling for emergency But all of a sudden, it?s dawning
New York City ain't no kind of place For a country girl with a friendly face If you smile people look at you funny, they take it wrong The greenest state
Irgendwo da drüben, ziemlich weit nach Osten schon fast in der Taiga, auf verlornem Posten hälst du die Stellung, mitten in der DDR, ... Im
Brennend heißer Wüstensand, fern so fern dem Heimatland, kein Gruß, kein Herz, kein Kuss, kein Scherz, alles liegt so weit so weit.
We're gonna have a good time We're gonna have a good time We're gonna have a good time We're gonna have a good time We're gonna rock on the roll Girl
Yes, I'd rather be sloppy drunk, any other thing that I know Yes, I'd rather be sloppy drunk, any other thing that I know Yes, I'm drunk again people,
Bluebird, now, bluebird Please take the letter down south for me Bluebird, now, bluebird Please take the letter down south for me Now I don't want you
Watch me break like tempered glass, and cut my wrist while falling, for boredom sake I'll call in sick, and I'll just keep on writing, these letters to
I've got the lonesome homesick blues I've got them bad babe, down in my shoes I left someone there that I might lose That's why I've got these old homesick
Pour my soul into my song Playin' for the people all night long I work hard for my money and I want it now Don't make me have to tear your juke joint
Landing on your runway in Chicago and I'm grounding all my dreams Of ever really seeing California because I know what's in between Is something sensual
I dont wanna clean my room And I dont wanna talk to you I just wish I could be with you... With you at SPACE CAMP I'll love you at space camp Just
Sad to be alone Your only comfort is the telephone Homesick again Thoughts of far away Silence is the only way to say Ain't it a shame? What's goin'