Songs of the RANDY NEWMAN

Dixie Flyer – Randy Newman

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My dad was a captain in the army Fighting the Germans in Sicily. My poor little momma Didn’t know a soul in L. A. So we went down to

Roll With The Punches – Randy Newman

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No food in their belly, no shoes on their feet Six black children livin’ in a burned-up room One bare light bulb swinging Little black kid come home from

Rednecks – Randy Newman

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With some smart-ass New York Jew And the Jew laughed at Lester Maddox And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too Well, he may be a fool but he’s

I Want You To Hurt Like I Do – Randy Newman

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And I ran out on my wife Gonna run out on you too, baby I done it all my life Everybody cried the night I left Well, almost everybody

It’s Money That Matters – Randy Newman

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Most never adjusted to the great big world I see them lurking in book stores Working for the Public Radio Carrying their babies around in a sack on their

Baltimore – Randy Newman

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On a marble stair Tryin’ to find the ocean Lookin’ everywhere Hard times in the city In a hard town by the sea Ain’t nowhere to run to There

God’s Song (That’s Why I Love Mankind) – Randy Newman

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For if the children of Israel were to multiply Why must any of the children die? So he asked the Lord And the Lord said: Man means nothing, he

Take Me Back – Randy Newman

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I was dealt a losing hand The way that I look And the way that I act It’s not hard to understand Sure I got troubles Maybe you got’em

Sail Away – Randy Newman

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Won’t have to run through the jungle And scuff up your feet You’ll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day It’s great to be an American Ain’t

I Love L. A. – Randy Newman

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It’s cold and it’s damp And all the people dressed like monkeys Let’s leave Chicago to the Eskimos That town’s a little too rugged For you and me, you

Naked Man – Randy Newman

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In the middle of a cold, cold night It was fourteen below and the wind start to blow There wasn’t a boy scout in sight Pull down the shades

Red Bandana – Randy Newman

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Flew ‘cross the country back to Buffalo Walked around through the sleet and the snow With a red bandana on my head Saw my momma on 12th and Grand

Christmas In Capetown – Randy Newman

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In Jungletown All the boogies in the street Radios turned up very loud Playin’ Dancing Queen They love our music This English girl from the North somewhere Is stayin’

I’m Different – Randy Newman

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Somethin’ about me It’s not the same, yeah I’m different and that’s how it goes Ain’t gonna play no goddamn game Got a different way a walkin’ I got