PELANGI - Chrisye

Bagaikan langit berpelangi
Terlukis wajah dalam mimpi
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Yang tak ‘kan terlupakan

Mungkinkah tercipta kembali
Malam nan penuh keindahan
Sinaran bulan terasa oh hangat menyentuh tubuh
Di antara pelukan

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TAK TONTONG dan SANSARO - LAGU HBH SMA1 BUKITTINGGI 82

TAK TON TONG

(Laki-laki) 2x

Tak tontong galamai jaguang
Tagunda-gunda kacambuang basi
dahulu balaki ajuang
Kini balaki tukang padati

(Padusi) 2x

Tak tontong kalamai jaguang
Tagunda-gunda kacambuang basi
Bujang lapuak barabah tenteang
Diresek saku indak barisi

*) Pantun.....berturut2  sampai selesai.

SANSARO

Usah dikana lah juo
Cinto kito nan lamo
Bia denai ko sansaro
Mandi si aia mato

Reff:

Sadiah kok dikana kini
Sadiah kasia dikadu
Oh kanduang

Di ulang 2x

Sansai  juo Sansai juooo…
Iyo lah sansai…

Lagu Hbh Sma1 Bkt 2013-Manggala

MR. BOJANGLES - Sammy Davis Jr, Bob Dylan and others

MR BOJANGLES  

Note (Chord/Bass Note)
                                        

   C/C       C/B              Am7/A         C/G   F/F           G/G
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you,    in worn out shoes.

   C/C       C/B              Am7/A         C/G      F/F           G/G
With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants,    He did the old soft shoe

F            C    E7         Am   Am7  D7                      G
He jumped so high, jumped so high,     Then he lightly touched down.

CHORUS
Am       G      Am         G      Am         G        C
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance. 

 
   C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G
I met him in a cell I was in New Orleans       I was down and out.
   C/C       C/B              Am7/A         C/G  F/F           G/G
He looked at me to be the eyes of age as         he spoke right out.
F              C    E7         Am   Am7     D7                      G
He talked of life, talked of life,        he laughed slapped his leg a step.

(Chorus)
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G
He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick, across the cell.
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G 
He grabbed his pants a better stance oh he jumped up high,
F            C    E7         Am   Am7               D7                      
He clicked his heels, he let go a laugh, let go a laugh,
D7                                G
   Shook back his clothes all around.

(Chorus)
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south.
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G 
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he Traveled about.
F            C    E7         Am   Am7  
His dog up and died, up and died,
D7                            G
After twenty years he still grieved,

(Chorus)
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G
He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drinks and tips.
C/C       C/B              Am7/A       C/G  F/F           G/G 
But most of the I spend behind these county bars," He said, "I drinks a bit."
F            C    E7         Am   Am7  
He shook his head and he shook his head,
D7                      G
I heard someone ask him please,

(Chorus) x 2 end on C

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*Whistling*

I knew a man,
Bojangles,
and he'd dance for you
in worn out shoes,
with silver hair,
a ragged shirt,
and baggy pants.
He would do the old soft shoe.
He could jump so high,
jump so high,
and then he'd lightly touch down.

I met him in a cell
in New Orleans, I was,
while I was down and out.
He looked to me to be the very eyes of age
as he spoke right out,
talked of life, lord that man talked of life,
laughed, slapped his leg and stepped.

He said his name was "Bojangles"
and he danced a lick
right across the cell.
He grabbed his pants,
took a bitter stance, 
jumped up high.
That's when he 
clicked his heels.
Then he let go a laugh,
lord, he'd let go a laugh,
shook back his clothes all around.

That was Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Lord, he could dance.

He told me of the times 
he worked with minstrel shows,
travelling around The South.
He spoke with tears
of fifteen years
how his dog and he,
they used to travel all about.
But his dog up and died,
dog up and died,
and after twenty years he still greived.

He said "I dance
now and every chance a
honkey-tonk,
for my drinks and tips.
But most of the time
I spend behind these country bars,
you see son, I drinks a bit."

Then he shook his head.
Lord, when he shook his head,
I could swear I heard someone
say please, please, please.

Mr. Bojangles.
A-Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Come back and dance a dance,
please dance,
come on and dance now.

A-Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles,
dance.
Come back and dance,
Mr. Bojangles.

*Whistle*