Tokyo RoseLyrics taken from the Warner Bros. Records album release # 925 968-1. All selections by Van Dyke Parks © 1989 Shibui Music BMI admin. by Bug, 6777 Hollywood Blvd., 9th Floor, Hollywood, CA 90028 except "America" (Public Domain), Arr/Adapted by Van Dyke Parks
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America
My country, 'tis of thee
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Tokyo Rose
In sight of the lights of Roppongi the night life
of To ki yo goes
Tokyo rose is blue
She trips through a door for hot sake
Down on a Cajun veranda a Barbajian band in a stew
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Yankee Go Home
Four ships have sailed the ocean to the bay
Yankee go home "Parting is so sweet a sorrow"
Yankee go home
Like a good Yank go home Ai yai yai yai"
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Cowboy
Paniolo cowboy in a field of sugar cane
Up above the canopy in the highest branches of a tree
I forgot to mention it was nineteen forty-one
So they lay suspended dreaming of some kind of god
And the night without regret says it's time to let your hair down low
King Kamehameha met with Captain Cook uopn the shore
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Manzanar
Noone can forget the place where she has gone away
Let a bungalow and yard fulfill your every need
What the heck I've hit the deck and checked romance on holiday
Manzanar not the kind of girl to hit the street
Don't know me from Ansel Adams 'cause I'm from Los Angeles
This is a dump without a doubt
You are not warm a desert storm
Like a man without a nation
You are awake an evening star
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Calypso
This is like no island you have seen
Take the missionary position yes the missionary position
Hey sailor come from the sea you talk to me
Hey sailor come from the sea It's you and me
Calypso if my heart could only speak
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White Chrysanthemum
Somewhat overwhelmed by the enormous dimensions of her lovely breast
Poor old Ned!-who worked the line six days a week
Then they brought him home to that old bosky dell
And sing Crying time and sing Crying Time and sing
Crying Time
Old Ned was a veteran and better an the best in forty-one
Poor old Ned!-a child tugs on a tattered sleeve
And sing Crying time and sing Crying Time and sing
Crying Time
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Trade War
Mister Ford sez to Mister Firestone
Mister Ford turns to MisterFirestone
There's a bomber up in the sky tonight
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Out Of Love
The moon in all its splendor swings into sight
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One Home RunWords by Van Dyke Parks and Amy Furumoto
We want just one home run
Batter up! batter up!
You take a bat of pine
Ko ko lo to ki me ku to ki
Ao zo la hi lo ga lu no ha la ni yu ko |