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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 »


Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shinny shell suits and drinking
Holy man tiptoed his way across the ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shell suits on,
'cause you're on your own when the beat stops
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Holy man tiptoed his way across the ganges
The sound of magic music
'Cause legends call us to live

They came in high
And they came in low
Worn by the miles
And fresh from home
Hard work, magic
Then some tragic end
of your gold
The magic lies scattered
On rugs on the ground
Faith is conjured in the night market's sound

Would you like my mask?
Would you like my
Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on and drinking
my starkest thoughts
No language known to man
Portrays my naked sentiment

A bolt of blazing gold,
Swallowed by the waveless sea
The ocean-winds
and that picked me with a magic touch
When she walks down the sidewalk all the cowboys step aside
Cause they all know she's a one man woman and she'll soon
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
on
The shooting company of Captain Frans B. Cocq

My uniform shines the livery of a high-born man
The Claw-guild signs immortalized by the master's hand
Light
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old
That right is right
why you do hurry
Strange that I should meet you here, come sit by me".

"I have here a magic horn to deliver
And one drop from this silver and gold
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old

That right is right
I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old
That right is right
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
an ordinary man,
Sometimes I wonder who I am.

But I believe in love.
I believe in music.
I believe in magic.
And I believe in you.

Well, I know with
A world full of treachery.
Skies of silver and seas of gold.
The past is young and the future old.
We're closed in by iron gates.
Beyond them Elysium
I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old

That right is right
broken and scattered to extract gold and gems
Mans disrupted the earth creating chasms liberating wealth and tremendous powers imprisoned
In the womb
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
He goes by the name of the Dapper Dan

[Chorus]

See at this time, you might think I'm strange
'Cause I wore a four-finger ring, and big gold
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view.
A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold