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Yes Sir, that's my Baby
01:45
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Well, who’s that coming down the street? Yes, Sir, that‘s my baby; No, Sir, I don’t mean maybe;
Who’s that looking so petite? Yes, Sir, that‘s my baby now .... sweet cookie!
Who’s that coming down to meet me here? Yes, ma‘am, we’ve decided; No, ma’am, we won’t hide it;
Yes, ma’am, you’re invited now ... yes, right now!
Who’s that - you know who I mean!
Sweetest ‘who’ you’ve ever seen; By the way, when we see the preacher, I’ll say - with feeling:
I could tell her miles away from here... Yes, Sir, that’s my baby now!
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Blackbird
02:55
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird, fly into the light of the dark black night.
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
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Round, round, get around, I get around,
Get around, round, round, I get around;
I get around – my kind o’ town,
I’m a real cool head; I’m makin’ real good bread.
I’m gettin’ bugged driving up and down this same old strip;
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip,
doo, doo, doo, doo...
My buddies and me are getting real well known;
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone.
We always take my car cause it’s never been beat,
And we’ve never missed yet with the girls we meet,
doo, doo, doo, doo...
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn’t be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night.
I get around, round, get around, I get around
Well she got her daddy’s car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now;
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now.
And with the radio blasting goes cruisin’
Just as fast as she can now, and she’ll have
Fun, fun, fun till her daddy takes the T-bird away.
Well the girls can’t stand her
‘Cause she walks, looks and drives like an ace now.
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now.
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now,
And she’ll have
Fun, fun, fun till her daddy takes the T-bird away
Fun, fun, fun till her daddy comes round...
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on. Amen.
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When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are;
Anything your heart desires will come to you.
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star, as dreamers do.
Fate is kind; she brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing.
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through.
When you wish upon a star your dreams come true.
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South Rampart St. Parade
03:31
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Do you hear the beat? Away down the street?
Do you hear the neat little rhythm of the happy dancin’ feet?
Well, look there! The people are runnin’ and right now, they’re gonna have a lot of fun.
Make way, ‘cause everybody’s comin’ and you’ll see a big parade.
Hey boy, you’re really gonna celebrate; Hear that? Listen to the clarinet!
Your feet are really gonna palpitate when you march around; Marchin’ around, wonderful sound!
I hear the ‘rattle-de-tat’ – love the way the drummer does that.
Glorious day! Come on, get out of my way! Hey! Make room, gimme some air – I got rhythm to spare!
We all swing high, swing low; Everybody rockin’ to and fro.
It ain’t fast or slow, But oh, that ‘Glory, hallelujah!’
Swing that thing – Make the river bottom ring and sing.
Hush ma mouth – Lordy: that’s the South Rampart Street Parade!
They’re doin’ it, soft-shoein’ it, they’re tryin’ it, untyin’ it,
they’re jivin’ it, revivin’ it, I tell you.
They’re struttin’ it, rug-cuttin’ it, they’re shakin’ it and breakin’ it,
Hey Dad! Not bad! I’m glad you dig!
Now, the trombone’s playin’ out a tune, that shiny trombone bayin’ at the moon, yeah,
Just playin’ mighty fine as they march along, I never get enough of that Creole song!
Hear now, ain’t the music grand! It’s ringin’ clear down to the river bottom sand.
I really get a thrill – I know I always will – when I hear the rhythm of a band.
They’re shakin’ it, and breakin’ it, they’re swayin’ it, I’m sayin’ I still hear the beat!
The South Rampart Street Parade – Lordy, how I love to hear them play!
Makes a body wanna stay all day – South Rampart Street Parade!
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Baby on Board
01:04
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‘Baby on board’ – how I’ve adored that sign in my car windowpane.
The bounce in my step, loaded with pep, ‘cause I’m drivin’ in the carpool lane.
Call me a square, friend – I don’t care; that little yellow sign can’t be ignored.
I’m telling you it’s mighty nice: each trip’s a trip to paradise with my ‘Baby on board’.
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Shenandoah
02:55
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Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away, I’m bound away ‘cross the wide Missouri.
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away I’m bound to go ‘cross the wide Missouri.
Oh Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave you, Away you rolling river.
Oh Shenandoah, I’ll not deceive you, Away I’m bound away ‘cross the wide Missouri.
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Deep River
03:34
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Deep River,
My home is over Jordan.
Oh, Deep River, Lord,
I want to cross over into campground.
Oh, don’t you want to to go
To the Gospel feast?
That promised land
Where all is peace.
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10. |
Lullabye
04:24
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Goodnight, my angel
Time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Wherever you may go
No matter where you are
I never will be far away
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
When we went sailing on an emerald bay
And like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
The water's dark and deep
Inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to dream
And dream how wonderful your life will be
Someday your child may cry
And if you sing this lullabye
Then in your heart
There will always be a part of me
Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabyes go on and on...
They never die
That's how you
And I
Will be
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4inaBar Dublin, Ireland
4inaBar is Ireland's leading male-voice close harmony group, awarded the title of IABS National Champion Barbershop Quartet
of Ireland many times in recent years.
Based in Dublin, Ireland, we sing at all kinds of events, from major festivals across the country to intimate weddings and private parties. We even create custom jingles and songs for the occasion!
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