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To: La Enchiladita
There are so many songs that he sang with his special touch...

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far

To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause

And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star

and...

Call me irresponsible - call me unreliable
Throw in undependable too
Do my foolish alibis bore you
Well I’m not too clever - I just adore you

Call me unpredictable - tell me I’m impractical
Rainbows I’m inclined to pursue
Call me irresponsible - yes I’m unreliable
But it’s undeniably true - I’m irresponsibly mad for you

and...

Call me irresponsible - call me unreliable
Throw in undependable too
Do my foolish alibis bore you
Well I’m not too clever - I just adore you

Call me unpredictable - tell me I’m impractical
Rainbows I’m inclined to pursue
Call me irresponsible - yes I’m unreliable
But it’s undeniably true - I’m irresponsibly mad for you

and...

What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love?
It seems that I’m the only one I have been thinking of.
What kind of man is this? An empty shell, a lonely cell
In which an empty heart must dwell?
What kind of lips are these that lied with every kiss?
That whispered empty words of love that left me alone like this?
Why can’t I fall in love like any other man?
And maybe then I’ll know what kind of fool I am.
What kind of clown am I? What do I know of life?
Why can’t I cast away the mask of play and live my life?
Why can’t I fall in love, till I don’t give a damn?
And maybe I’ll know what kind of fool I am.

The list goes on and on...

99 posted on 10/30/2007 7:49:07 PM PDT by Bender2 ("I've got a twisted sense of humor, and everything amuses me." RAH Beyond this Horizon)
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To: La Enchiladita
Robert Goulet and Roger Whittaker are among the few singers I enjoy most for their unique ways of making a song more than mere words and music...

They make it an experience, especially in person!

On song I hear both sing was “The Last Farwell”

There’s a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbour
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell

refrain:
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
(repeat)

I heard there’s a wicked war a blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death; it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell

refrain:
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
(repeat)

Though death and darkness gather all about me
And my ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
In the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return safe home again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dell

refrain:
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

103 posted on 10/30/2007 8:10:51 PM PDT by Bender2 ("I've got a twisted sense of humor, and everything amuses me." RAH Beyond this Horizon)
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