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The Best of Baccara [2005] (Baccara) · Baccara 2000 (Baccara) · Baccara/Colours (Baccara) · The Best of Baccara [2001] (Baccara) · Baccara 2000 (Baccara) · Baccara (Baccara) · The Essential Chico Buarque: Live at Vivo Rio in Rio De Janeiro (Chico Buarque) · Suburban Rebels-Live at Rio's [DVD] (The Business) · Jazz Moods: Twilight in Rio (Karrin Allyson) · Escape To Rio (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By del rio's song.......oh, del rio
Del rio's
My Rio, Rio by the sea o, Flying down to Rio
Where there's rhythm and rhyme.
Hey Feller, Twirl that old propeller,
Got to get to Rio and we've got
By the river
Rio Bravo, I walk all alone
And I wonder as I wander by the river
Where my love has flown

All the birds in the cottonwood above
An old sailor, in old time, would sing an old song
Rolling down to Rio by the sea
A young sailor, in these times, would sing a new song
Flying
An old sailor, in old time, would sing an old song
Rolling down to Rio by the sea
A young sailor, in these times, would sing a new song
Flying
My Rio, Rio by the Sea-o, 
Flying down to Rio where there's rhythm and rhyme. 
Hey feller, twirl that old propeller, 
Got to get to Rio and we've
An old sailor, in old time, would sing an old song
Rolling down to Rio by the sea
A young sailor, in these times, would sing a new song
Flying
By the river
Rio Bravo
I walk all alone
And I wonder as I wander by the river
Where my love has flown
All the birds in the cottonwood above her
(Choir: Rio Bravo, humming) 
 By the river 
 Rio Bravo 
 I walk all alone 
 And I wonder as I wander by the river 
 Where my love has flown
And when can chill in my gazebo, gazebo
Oh oh oh oh oh, na na na

See that you like it now
By the way you’re dancing now
(Rio Rio oh oh, Rio Rio)
Go
By the river
Rio Bravo
I walk all alone
And I wonder as I wander by the river
Where my love has flown
All the birds in the cottonwood above her
by the Rio Grande

An unbroken chain snow and tears and rain
Cutting through my soul and to my veins
Then the waters rise paint the Rocky Mountain
My Rio, Rio by the Sea-o,
Flying down to Rio where there's rhythm and rhyme.
Hey feller, twirl that old propeller,
Got to get to Rio and we've got
My Rio, Rio by the Sea-o,
Flying down to Rio where there's rhythm and rhyme.
Hey feller, twirl that old propeller,
Got to get to Rio and we've got
Blue rose of the Rio I can see her now
As she looked that day when I rode away through a golden dawn
It was there by the Rio that we made our vows
a fingers in my mind

Opiate Utopia
Is harder by the hour
I found you a flower
In a field
In my invention
Among the tired among the poor
Among
with you
your turnin' my whole world, upside-down
and I get a feelin' that I've seen the last of you, Rio De Janeior Blue

The salty air, your
, Rio dance across the Rio Grande

Stalked in the forest, too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do-do do do, do do do, do do do, do do
By the river
Rio Bravo
I walk all alone
And I wonder as I wander by the river
Where my love has flown
All the birds in the cottonwood above her
at home and talk,
Or do they sit and sigh, "Aye Aye!"?

Where do they woo on a rainy night in Rio?
How can a guy meet a sweetheart by the sea?
Maybe
at home and talk,
Or do they sit and sigh, "Aye Aye!"?

Where do they woo on a rainy night in Rio?
How can a guy meet a sweetheart by the sea?
Maybe
at home and talk,
Or do they sit and sigh, "Aye Aye!"?

Where do they woo on a rainy night in Rio?
How can a guy meet a sweetheart by the sea?
Maybe
Rosalita my little rose of the rancho you won my heart down by the Rio
Dry your eyes dear and don't be blue Juanita
I'll come back to you my little
Texas sand
Sandy land down by the Rio Grande

Well, sand in my coffee sand in my tea
When I die they're gonna bury me
But deep in that drifting shifting
Texas sand
Sandy land down by the Rio Grande

Well, sand in my coffee sand in my tea
When I die they're gonna bury me
But deep in that drifting shifting