Fun ITT we post random song lyrics out of context

I wish I was homeward bound

 

Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread.
Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.

 

The stars at night
Are big and bright
Deep in the heart of Texas

 

You may talk about your dearest May,
And sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas,
Is the only girl for me.

 

The eyes of Texas are upon you

 

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger, Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

 

When the eyes of a Ranger are upon you.
Anything wrong he's gonna see.
When you're in Texas, look behind you.
'Cause that's where a Ranger's gonna be.

 

The Lone Ranger is his name

 

John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name is my name too.

 

There was a man who had a dog,
And Bingo was his name-o!
B-I-N-G-O...
B-I-N-G-O...
B-I-N-G-O...
And Bingo was his name-o!

 

It's a jolly holiday with Mary
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!

 

Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside,
I do like to be beside the sea,
Oh I do like to stroll along the Prom, Prom, Prom,
Where the brass bands play, "Tiddely-om-pom-pom!"

So just let me be beside the seaside,
I'll be beside myself with glee
and there's lots of girls beside,
I should like to be beside, beside the seaside,
beside the sea.

 

I joined the navy to see the world
And what did I see?
I saw the sea
I saw the sea

 

There was gravy, gravy, enough to float the navy,
In the stores, in the stores,
There was gravy, gravy, enough to float the navy,
In the quartermaster's stores.

 

For when you're a professional pirate
That's what the job's about.

"Upstage, lads, this is my only number."
Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him.
But to the British he's a hero, and we idolize him.
It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good.
Now us, I say we're members of a noble brotherhood.

 

Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life,
A-rovin' over the sea,
Give me a career as a buccaneer,
It's the life of a pirate for me,
Oh the life of a pirate for me.

Oh, a pirate's life is a wonderful life,
They never bury your bones,
For when it's all over a jolly sea rover,
Drops in on his friend, Davy Jones,
Oh, my good friend Davy Jones.

 

Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yo ho heave ho
There are men whose hearts are as black as coal
Yo ho heave ho

 

All I want is a world somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air,
With one enormous chair,
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Lots of choc'lates for me to eat,
Lots of coal makin' lots of 'eat,
Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet,
Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

 

Somewhere we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lover, the dreamer, and me

 

Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too,

Listen with your eyes, listen with your ears,
And sing everything you see,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing along with me.

 

Come along with me
to a cliff under a tree

 

Says the Cap’n to the Crew,
We have slipped the Revenue,
I can see the cliffs of Dover on the lee:
Tip the signal to the Swan,
And anchor broadside on,
And out with the kegs of Eau-de-Vie,
Says the Cap’n:
Out with the kegs of Eau-de-Vie.

Says the Lander to his men,
Get your grummets on the pin,
There’s a blue light burning out at sea,
The windward anchors creep,
And the Gauger’s fast asleep,
And the kegs are bobbing one, two, three,
Says the Lander:
The kegs are bobbing one, two, three.

But the bold Preventive man,
Primes the powder in his pan,
And cries to the Posse, Follow me,
We will take this smuggling gang,
And those that fight shall hang,
Dingle dangle from the execution tree,
Says the Gauger:
Dingle dangle with the weary moon to see.

 

Oh the Mystery
Oh the Mystery
Little boat oh so pretty
Oh the Mystery
Oh the Mystery
She was built to carry whiskey
They put the Mystery on the dock
And they paint the Mystery black black black
They put the Mystery on the dock
And when she come back
She was white

 

Rock-a-bye baby, in the space dock,
When the core blows, the shuttle will rock,
When the hull breaks, the shuttle will fall,
And down will come baby, shuttle and all.

 

mamas gonna keep baby cozy and warm
of course mamas gonna help build the wall