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O Melhor de Portugal (The Best of Portugal) (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fado: The Soul of Portugal (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal [Wagram] (Antonio Rossano) · Now, Vol. 17 [Portugal] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Portugal Latino (Trio Odemira) · Live: 23-5-00 Estadio Do Restelo - Lisbon, Portugal (Pearl Jam) · Portugal Night 2008 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fados from Portugal (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Live in Portugal, Vol. 2 (J.D. Walter) · Live in Portugal, Vol. 1 (J.D. Walter) – and 90 other albums »


likes grapes.
George: We've been to Portugal.
Brian: Guess who's, guess who's top of the pops in Portugal, then.
All: Who?
Brian: Los Beatles.
John:
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
now
What you gonna do when everybody just go die out
Let's ride out
and all of your heart
And do what you do do well

Well he was a man of laughter
But a tragedy came by-why
The tears ran free and he'd say to me
Never
Now brave boys, we're on the march
Off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying 
The Devil at home will come tonight
So it's go, fare
to be!
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do do)

As time goes by (oh yeah)
You will see
That we're going to be
do, do do do do do

Oh yes, indeed we know
That people will find a way to go
No matter what the man said
And love is fine for all we know
For all we
, do do do do do 
Do do do, do do do do do 

Oh yes, indeed we know 
That people will find a way to go 
No matter what the man said 
And love is
, do do do do do 
Do do do, do do do do do 

Oh yes, indeed we know 
That people will find a way to go 
No matter what the man said 
And love is
stone.  
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down.  
  
The rich man drives his car past,  
The poor man on bare feet.  
That rich man do get what he
Now brave boys, we're on the march
Off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying 
The Devil at home will come tonight
So it's go, fare
Now brave boys, we're on the march
Off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying 
The Devil at home will come tonight
So it's go, fare
to be
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do do)

As time goes by (oh yeah)
You will see
That we're going to be
now
What do we do now
What do we do now

Gimme back my steel,
Gimme back my nerve
Gimme back my youth
For the dead man's curve
For that icy feel
Now brave boys, we're on the march
Off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying
The Devil at home will come tonight

So it's go,
(do do do do do do do, do do do do do do do do) hoo,
Yeah

I point the finger, you point the finger, we all point the finger
That the cure is clearly
gauge cartridge from out I man shotty, from
Cairo, Egypt right back to Angola, gal dem a Spain and Portugal and Hispaniola
Them blowin' up the minutes
When he'd look across the top of her head then he'd wink and say to me
Do what you do do well boy

Now he was a man of laughter but if tragedy came by
the fliest one of all?)

Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
to be
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do do)

As time goes by (oh yeah)
You will see
That we're going to be
by your baby (yeah) 
Stand by your, man, stand by your man 
You got to stand by your baby 

Man, do things get better? 
We can look back
When he'd look across the top of her head then he'd wink and say to me
Do what you do do well boy

Now he was a man of laughter but if tragedy came by
Taken in by what you see
And what you want
You want for free
And could it be
You could be wrong
Are we as weak as you are strong

Why do you
right) (man)

Yeah, yeah they say that it's a man's world
But you can't prove that by me
And as long as we're together baby
Show some respect for me
In an old house down by the beach
Lives an old man who's just out of reach
Oh he's got nothin' to lose
Some say he's a crazy old man
A refugee