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(vocals) Rhonda (stage whisper). Harry, this is not dream girls! Harry (stage whisper). They told me it had c-c-colored folk in it, rhonda, and that's always a sure sign of good, solid, musical
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Song Amen - Harry Belafonte. See the little baby, Amen. Wrapped in a manger Amen. On Christmas morning,. Amen, Amen, Amen. See him in the temple, Amen. Talking with the elders, Amen. Who marveled at
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Verse 1. I'm just wild about Harry. And Harry's wild about me. The heavenly blisses of his kisses. Fill me with ecstasy. He's sweet just like chocolate candy. Or just like honey from a bee. Oh, I'm
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Song Together - Harry Nilsson. Life isn't easy. When two are divided. And one has decided to bring down the curtain. And one thing's for certain. There's nothing to keep them together. How does it
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Song Together - Harry Nilsson. Life isn't easy. When two are divided. And one has decided to bring down the curtain. And one thing's for certain. There's nothing to keep them together. How does it
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song Angelina - Harry Belafonte. Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina. And play a welcome for me cause I'll be coming home from sea. Yes its so long since I've been home. Seems like
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song Angelina - Harry Belafonte. Angelina, Angelina, please bring down your concertina. And play a welcome for me cause I'll be coming home from sea. Yes its so long since I've been home. Seems like
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(vocals) Rhonda. Harry! harry, is that you as a boy? Harry. Why, it must be! he's so charming and sweet and likeable! Thing-fish. Harry-as-a-boy, c'mon over 'n say a few words to de nice peoples! Harry
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Song 1941 - Harry Nilsson. Well, in 1941 a happy father had a son. And by 1944, the father walks right out the door. And in '45 the mom and son were still alive. But who could tell in '46 if the two
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Song Bally Mena - Harry Belafonte. Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor. Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor. Bring the Bally Mena to the dock. And paint the Bally Mena black
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Song Glory Manger - Harry Belafonte. They turn 'way Mary and Josef. 'Way from the inn. They turn 'way Mary and Josef. 'Way from the inn. They turn 'way Mary and Josef. 'Way from the inn. That's what
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Song Monkey - Harry Belafonte. One Monday morning I got up late. And there was Mr. Monkey outside me gate. One Monday morning I got up late. There was Mr. Monkey outside me gate. Don't know what to
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Song Gloria - Harry Belafonte. Can't bear this strain any longer; I tell you "no," Gloria. Can't bear this strain any longer; I tell you "no," Gloria. You promised to marry me in the month of May
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Song Gloria - Harry Belafonte. Can't bear this strain any longer; I tell you "no," Gloria. Can't bear this strain any longer; I tell you "no," Gloria. You promised to marry me in the month of May
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Song Cuddly Toy - Harry Nilsson. You're not the only cuddly toy. That was ever enjoyed. By any boy. You're not the only choo choo train. That was left out in the rain. The day after Santa came
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Song Two Brothers - Harry Belafonte. Two brothers on their way. Two brothers on their way. Two brothers on their way. 'Twas on a pleasant summers day. On a pleasant summers day. When they marched
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Song Kingston Market - Harry Belafonte. Have you ever seen a rainbow. Or a garden blooming bright. Heard the shuffle of a thousand feet. And drums from morning 'til night?. Come we go down, come we
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Song Christmas Is Coming - Harry Belafonte. Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat. Please put a penny in the old man's hat. Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat. Please put a penny
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(CHORUS)got a young brown stallion and she twenty years old, when she pop it from the back you see that harry *, got a young red stallion and she twenty years old, when she pop it from the back
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Song Me And My Arrow - Harry Nilsson. Me and my Arrow. straighter than narrow. where ever we go. everyone knows. it's me and my Arrow. Me and my Arrow. taking the high road. where ever we go
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Song Where The Little Jesus Sleeps - Harry Belafonte. Come to Bethl'em, come to Bethl'em. Dooy dai dooy dai dooy dai da. Come children all, to the lonely stall. Where the little Jesus sleeps. Bring
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. Womanhood!. You're phony on top. Phony underneath. You lay in bed & grit your teeth. Madge, I want your body!. Harry, get back!. Madge, it's not merely. Physical!. Harry, you're a beast!. Censored
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Song Waly Waly - Harry Belafonte. The river is wide, I can't get o'er. Nor do I have like wings to fly. Give me a boat that can carry two,. And both shall cross my love and I. Oh waly, waly, up the
