Young Johnny Boy - Adam Skorupa, Krzysztof Wierzynkiewicz & Zhiwei Zhang

Johnny boy My friend It is the end Of the summertime And the wine In the tree You and me You recall All the tears I had fears You could not stop them from Falling But you did Johnny boy, my friend They're falling again Johnny boy, my friend Stop them again For a lonely girl In the world Of the stone buildings that Would turn brown If they were born in the town Where the trees are grown Johnny boy, i'm all alone Please take Me home Johny boy, my friend Please hold my hand In the middle of the night Whene the world crashes With all its might Johnny boy, if you had pain I would do the same Johnny boy, my friend You gotta Help me again Johnny boy, my friend It is the end It is the end Of the summertime And the wine In the tree You and me You recall All the tears I had fears You could not stop them from falling But you did,Johnny boy Johnny boy, my friend My friend You gotta Help me

Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Come on now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Hey young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise It's your time to shine Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Everybody now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time

When I hear that wind blow, All across the Wicklow mountains. Is it you I hear a calling? Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy. When I look to the west, Out across the River Shannon. I can still see you smiling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy. When the leaves have turned to brown And winter's due. As I watch the sun go down, I'll think of you. When I hear that wind blow, All across the Wicklow mountains. Sure it's you, I'll hear a calling. Johnny boy, oh Johnny boy.

Back about 1918, my father, Ray Cash was in the army in France Along about armistice day he was one of the proud men to stand inspection by general John J. Pershing Less than a year later my dad was back on a cotton farm in south-west Arkansas And, you know, the way of life didn't change very fast back home He rode a horse about ten miles every Sunday to see Miss Carrie Rivers In those days, when everyone in a country either rode a horse or wagon or walked You were probably a stranger if you were five miles from home, or less maybe Sometimes life was pretty tough so some of the people were tough too That's why my dad had a Colt .45 stuck in his belt every Sunday The first thing he always did was to lay his pistol on the manilow of the fireplace at grandpa Rivers When my parents got married, my mother, Carrie Rivers was 16 After that, it wasn't long 'til daddy wasn't considered a stranger So he made friends with 'most everybody around Daddy tells about an Irish immigrant on a railroad where he worked, the Cotton Belt line Who never stopped talkin' about going back to Dublin One of the first stories I ever remember my dad tellin' was one that an Irish immigrant told him And according to that particular source of information There was this boy, name Daniel McKinney, workin' on the fields one mornin' And across the fields came his sweetheart Rosa Lee, she came cryin' with tears in her eyes Later someone put down into a song some of the things that Rosa Lee told Daniel She said, "Daniel, there's a bloody war outraging and I've come to tell you that they are wantein' you to fight Go fight for Ireland but come back to me, Daniel, I'll be waitin'" Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountainside The summer's gone, and all the roses falling It's you, it's you must go, and I must bide But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow I'll be here in sunshine or in shadows I'll be here, oh Danny boy, I'll miss you so But if you fall as all the flowers are fallin' And if you're dead, as dead you well may be I'll come and find the place where you are lying And kneel and say an Ave there for thee But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow I'll be here in sunshine or in shadows Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you so

He stays home from work this time He never really told his wife He never really told a lie But this time he decides that it's alright It's alright No one really knows his mind And no one knows behind his eyes The man deserves a medal But he's never really won a prize, before He goes to lock the door He has fallen in love He knows it's enough And the world looks down and frowns Get up Johnny boy, get up Johnny boy Get up 'cause the world has left you lying on the ground You're my pride and joy, you're my pride and joy Get up Johnny boy 'cause we all need you, now We all need you, now Someone said, where you going? Someone said to you, goodbye They deflect the disrespect When they say that they blame it on the times They blame it on the times We all know you're qualified to fix a chair and love your wife They all know you're qualified But they lie when they blame it on the times And we blame it on the times He has fallen in love He knows it's enough And the world looks down and frowns Get up Johnny boy, get up Johnny boy Get up 'cause the world has left you lying on the ground You're my pride and joy, you're my pride and joy Get up Johnny boy 'cause we all need you, now We all need you, now I will carry all your names And I will carry all your shame And I will carry all your names And I will carry all your shame And I will carry all your names And I will carry all your shame Get up Johnny boy, get up Johnny boy Get up 'cause the world has left you lying on the ground You're my pride and joy, you're my pride and joy Get up Johnny boy because we all need you, now Get up Johnny boy, get up Johnny boy Get up 'cause the world has left you lying on the ground You're my pride and joy, you're my pride and joy Get up Johnny boy because we all need you, now

Johnny Magic has a way with metal Has a way with machines One day in a garage far away He met destiny In the form of a heavy metal Continental She was born to run on a Proud Highway Then the whole world started Running out of money People losing their jobs Right here in Wichita Wichita The home of the heavy metal Continental Where the Motor-Head Messiah Was tuning the system in Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic She burst from the garage in a blaze of silence Disappearing down Douglas at lightning speed She was gone before the garage door was down In Wichita The home of the heavy metal Continental Where the Motor-Head Messiah Was tuning the system in Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic Wichita The home of the heavy metal Continental She was born to run on a Proud Highway Now she goes long range on domestic green fuel 100 miles per gallon is the Continental Rule Out on the Kansas two-lane flats near Wichita Wichita The home of the heavy metal Continental She was born to run on a Proud Highway Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic The Motor-Head Messiah went to Washington To show them what he'd done The senators and congressmen came down In Washington And they rode in the heavy metal Continental She was born to run on a Proud Highway Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic Johnny Magic, Johnny Magic