Lyrics:
Sabula,
Brighton, Kiowa, Denmark, Dover,
Chalis, Rio, Lima, Philippines,
Hebrides, Hawaii, Portland, Cleveland,
Leipzig, Laramie, Horsehair, nowhere!
sitting pretty on a velvet cushion
But her bedroom eyes were like a button she was pushing
She said, "When they get to Dover they`ll be be taking over"
I
Many rivers to cross
But I can't seem to find my way over
Wandering I am lost
As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover
Yes, I've got many rivers
name)
And you're nothing like them females
From Dover City
(nothin' at all)
Front teeth missin'
(hee, you got your front teeth missin')
And that's
Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
Ed ogni volta dover dire
Che tua figlia lei non è
Oh fuggi via da lei
Diana
Capricciosa bionda e rosa, morbidosa
Poi golosa
Divertente, cotta
name)
And you're nothing like them females
From Dover City
(nothin' at all)
Front teeth missin'
(hee, you got your front teeth missin')
And that's
This will always be
Red rover, red rover
Pass under, pass over, pass through
And over, and over the White Cliffs
Of Dover with you today Mueller
Many rivers to cross
But I can`t seem to find
My way over
Wandering I am lost
As I travel along
The white cliffs of Dover
Many rivers
the white cliffs of Dover, We'll be in Bahama
Next year
From Bermuda on down the Triangle around us will teach us a lesson or
Two
There's many a mate
Call out the navy, call out the ranks
Call out the air force, call out the tanks
From the cliffs of Dover call up the gulls
And don't forget
It's for you
Just pay some affection
Forget about competition
Your dover and intuition
Stop your wishing
Won't get there by dreaming
Slow it
called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole
Who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man, Mick McCann
From the banks
control, don't ya know
Hit the floor, run for cover
Flew around the world about fifty times over
From New York to LA to the white cliffs of
Dover
Dover
Caroline, in all my life
I never fell for anyone like you
Caroline in all that time
I thought you would never go
Away from me again
Said it was done
the White Cliffs of Dover,
We'd be sailing a yacht of our own to the Med,
I lent him the money, I was out of me head,
I didn't see hide of him for nine
When I feel like I can't get over
The solid white cliffs of Dover
When I don't know what to do
Baby see me through (yeah)
Well I've been too
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
occhi grigi l'amore ricordò
L'attesa di una vita per dover dire no
"Che fai sotto le stelle?
Chi vuoi dimenticare?"
Socchiuse gli occhi e volle
Andarsene
Senza dover pensare all'effetto che fa
Ma è davvero così strano
Restare dentro quando è forte il sole
È strano andare fuori quando fuori piove
Senza
never try yangthola skeem sam
Bheka benzani
Bheka benzani
Bheka benzani
Bheka benzani, sweetie bheka
Welcome dover baby
Stove sami samalahla eyi ngizok’
Welcome Dover, baby
Stofu sam’ samalahle (Isthandwa sami)
Ngik’thanda nom’ uvutha baby (Ngik’thanda nom’ uvutha baby)
Awu welcome Dover, baby
Stofu sam’
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