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Wild Dogs
Baggage handcuffed to my wrist,. I drag it everywhere I go.. Sometimes I fight it with my fists,. If I knew which way was home,. It's where I'd go.. If I knew which way was home..
Who's Next?
One of the big news items of the past year concerned the fact that China, which we called "Red China," exploded a nuclear bomb, which we called a device. Then Indonesia announced that it was going to have one soon, and proliferation became the word of the day. Here's a song about that:.
When You Are Old & Gray
The most popular type of popular song is of course the love song, and I'd like to illustrate several subspecies of this form during the evening. first of all, the type of love song where the fellow.
Whatever Became Of Hubert?
I wonder how many people here tonight remember Hubert Humphrey. He used to be a senator. From time to time you read something about him pinning a medal on somebody or making a speech, or every now and then you read something in one of those Where Are They Now? columns. Whatever became of Deanna Durbin and Hubert Humphrey and so on. This became quite an issue last winter at the time of Winston Churchill's funeral when President Johnson was too ill to go and somebody suggested that he send Hubert and he said "Hubert who?" And all America was singing....
Wernher Von Braun
And what is it that put America in the forefront of the nuclear nations? and what is it that will make it possible to spend 20 billion dollars of your money to put some clown on the moon? well,.
We Will All Go Together When We Go
I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know who's name was Henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelt it Hen3ry. the 3 was silent, you see. Henry was financialy independent, having inherited his father's tar-and-feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits such as writing. I particularly remember a heart-warming novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boy-hood ambition by becoming coroner..
When The Stars Begin To Fall
One small blind guy. Watches the other. . I'm looking for you for it stops at you. What you said is the same thing teacher says. Down on the creek bed in the big water.
Winters' Silver Lining
Warm glowing lanterns. Snowflakes. Lighting as they lay. Winters' silver lining. Presents. A holiday. . Three sleeping children. Eyelids. Waiting for the sun.
Wine, Women And Song
Wine, Women and Song. . There was a time when life was all flowers. four roses on. a good friend of mine. I couldn't tell. one rose from the other. I couldn't tell.
Was It You?
It was you - Or a dream I had. Took me by the hand. Was it you?. . You - Or the glass of wine. Helped me cross the line. Was it you?. . "CHORUS". . You.
What I Know
I don't know how deep the sea is. I don't know how high the sky. What I know I'm gonna love you.... Love you, love you, love you til the day I die.....
What An Old Lover Knows
I'm sorry to be calling so late. But you could always chase my blues away. I could find a new love. That wouldn't be enough. . Tonight, I need someone who.
Weight Of The World
One, two, three.... . Open your eyes,. And you might see. In a different light than before.. If you don't try,. You'll remember. Me as I was. (Me as I was.).
Waking Up
I'm waking up.. I'm just waking up.. I love waking up. With you.. . And I'm starting out.. Yes, I'm starting out.. I'm just starting out. With you.. .
Why Should I
Why should I feel any different?. Arms have held me indifferently before, why not yours?. Love's touch lives in the shadow. The wind blows and it's there.
Wash Me In Angels
Stuck on this fence post, I try His army. But I just can't quite figure out where the clouds turn daze. Trapped in a fools snare, I stumble through the days.
Wer Verliert
Bist du wieder einmal pleite und das Glück läßt sich nicht sehn. . dann zeig Nerven und mach dich nicht gleich verrückt.. Man darf alles nicht so eng sehn und ganz locker seinen Weg gehn.
Wenn Die Rosen Blueh'n In Texas
Ich wär so gern in Texas bei meiner Rosalie. . sie ist die schönste Rose und blüht in der Prärie.. Doch ein Cowboy. der muß reiten. viele Meilen hin und her.
Word Of Mouth
It's about time to set the record straight.. Clear the air, forget all that you heard.. Turn deaf ears to words that they all say.. I'll show you all you ought to know..
Weapon Of Choice
Headlong into the sound. We listen closely to find our calling. Each new day urges us to find a way to seperate. Don't let your vagabond shoes carry you too far away.
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