Coverafbeelding Boney M. - El Lute/ Gotta Go Home
  • Statistieken
  •   12 weken
  •   2 piekpositie
  •   363 punten
  •   1979

Artiestinformatie

Land   Duitsland



Songtekst

El Lute:


This is the story of El Lute
A man who was born to be hunted like a wild animal
Because he was poor
But he refused to accept his fate
And today his honor has been restored

He was only nineteen
And he was sentenced to die
For something that somebody else did
And blamed on El Lute
Then they changed it to life
And so he could escape
From then on they chased him
And searched for him day and night
all over Spain
But the search was in vain for El Lute

He had only seen the dark side of life
The man they called El Lute
And he wanted a home just like you and like me
In a country where all would be free
So he taught himself to read and to write
It didn't help El Lute
He was one who had dared to escape overnight
They had to find El Lute

Soon the fame of his name
Spread like wild fire all over the land
With a price on his head
People still gave him bread
And they gave him a hand
For they knew he was right
And his fight was their fight

No one gave you a chance
In the Spain of those days
On the walls every place they had put up
The face of El Lute
And he robbed where he could just like once Robin Hood
They finally caught him and
That seemed the end
But they caught him in vain
Cause a change came for Spain
And El Lute

He had only seen the dark side of life
The man they called El Lute
And he wanted a home just like you and like me
In a country where all would be free
And then freedom really came to his land
And also to El Lute
Now he walks in the light of a sunny new day
The man they called El Lute


Gotta Go Home:



Headin' for the islands
We're ready man and packed to go
When we hit those islands
There's gonna be a big hello
Diggin' all the sunshine
It's easy not to say goodbye
Bye Bye Bye

Headin' for the islands
Heyeah, We're really flyin' high
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home

Walkin' down the beaches
Tomorrow mornin' we'll be there
Golden sandy beaches
Say, I can smell the breezy air
One more celebration
And then we're ready for goodbye
Bye, Bye,Bye

Walkin' down the beaches
Heyeah, We're really flyin' high
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home

Going back home
Going back home
Going back home
Going back home

Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home, home, home
Gotta go home

Songinformatie

ArtiestBoney M.
 A-kant
Titel El Lute
Lengte 4:58
Componist(en) Farian, Blum, Jay
Producer(s) Frank Farian
 B-kant
Titel Gotta Go Home
Lengte 4:22
Componist(en) Farian, Huth, Huth, Jay
Producer(s) Frank Farian
Platenlabel Hansa
Catalogusnr 100 804-100
Album Oceans of Fantasy


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