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| Something Good Maria: Perhaps I had a wicked childhood Perhaps I had a miserable youth But somewhere in my wicked, miserable past There must have been a moment of truth For here you are, standing there, loving me Whether or not you should So somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good Nothing comes from nothing Nothing ever could So somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good Captain: For here you are, standing there, loving me Whether or not you should Maria: So somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good Maria&Captain: Nothing comes from nothing Nothing ever could Maria: So somewhere in my youth Captain: Or childhood Maria: I must have done something... Maria&Captain: Something good |
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| SOUND OF MUSIC The hills are alive with the sound of music With the songs they have sung for a thousand years The hills fill my heart with the sound of music My heart wants to sing every song it hears My heart wants to beat with the wings of the birds that rise From the lakes to the trees My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies From a church on a breeze To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls Over stones on its way To night through the night Like a lark who is learning to pray I go to the hills when my heart is lonely I know I will hear what I've heard before My heart will be blessed with the sound of music And I'll sing once more Edelweiss Edelweiss, Edelweiss Every morning you greet me Small and white Clean and bright You look happy to me (to me) Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever |
| Maria She climbs a trees and scrapes her knee Her dress has got a tear She waltzes on her way to Mass And whistles on the stair And underneath her wimple She has curlers in her hair I even heard her singing in the abbey She's always late for chapel But her penitence is real She's always late for everything Except for every meal I hate to have to say it But I very firmly feel Maria's not an asset to the abbey I'd like to say a word in her behalf Maria makes me laugh How do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you catch a cloud and pin it down? How do you find a word that means Maria? A flibbertijibbet, a willow-the wisp, a clown? Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her Many a thing she ought to understand But how do you make her stay And listen to all you say How do you keep a wave upon the sand On how do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand? When I'm with her I'm confused Out of focus and bemused And I never know exactly where I am Unpredictable as weather She's as flighty as a feather She's a darling! she's a demon! She's a lamb! She outpester any pest Drive a hornet from its nest She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl She is gentle! She is wild! She's a riddle! She's a child! She's a headache! She's an Angel! She's a girl! Hpw do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you catch a cloud and pin it down? How do you find a word that means Maria? A flibbertijibbet, a willow-a-wisp, a clown? Many a things you know you'd like to tell her Many a thing she ought to understand But how do you make her stay And listen to all you say How do you keep a wave upon the sand Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand? |