Belho's World

Let me tell you an old story...my story again!! I think around 1979 when I had joined school, my Uncle Francis taught us this scout song. The original version doesn't have any proper lyrics...this version is by the Scaffolds. For a long time, I wanted to find out the name of the song, I can only remember Eddie going 'oompa, oompa' Fortunately I stumbled across this good rendition and since I could not find the Lyrics online. I am manually typing it.

Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go,
Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go, (Oomba, Oomba)

There's a pretty little Brown-Eyed Brownie
lives next door, Lives next door
With the beautiful-est Blue-Eyed sister
you ever saw, you ever saw

Hey La, Hey la Shayla
and her eyes are Summer Blue
Shayla, Her Name is Shayla
Hey La, Shayla I Love you

Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go,
Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go, (Oomba, Oomba)

How I wanted to ask her out, but I was scared
Oh so scared.
I remember my Boy Scout Training,
Be Prepared, Be Prepared.

Hey La, Hey la Shayla
and her eyes are Summer Blue
Shayla, Her Name is Shayla
Hey La, Shayla I Love you

Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go,
Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go, (Oomba, Oomba)

Now in Two or Three or Four weeks time,
I'll marry her, Marry her
All the Boy Scouts' Cubs and Brownies
will be there, will be there singing

Hey La, Hey la Shayla
Hey La, Shayla Hey La ho oh

Hey La, Hey la Shayla
Hey La, Shayla Hey La oh

Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go,
Gin Gan Goolie Goolie wotcha Gin Gan Go, Gin Gan go, (Oomba, Oomba)
(Hey La, Hey Shayla) Repeat to Fade

This song is for you, all ye who are Daddy's little girl..Warm and meaningful,the song brings out the essence of Life
Words & Music by Boby Burke & Horace Gerlach
Recorded by The Mills Brothers, 1950
Sung by Michael Buble

You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold.
You're daddy's little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are;
You're mommy's bright and shining star.

You’re the spirit of Christmas, the star on our tree.
You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You’re sugar, you're spice, and you're everything nice
And You’re Daddy’s Little Girl

You’re a treasure I cherish, all sparkling and bright.
You were touched by Holy and beautiful light;
Like the angels who sing, a heavenly thing;
And you’re Daddy’s Little Girl

The Price we have to pay...I believe that Isolation is a part of the greater plan and as I grew up, there is Ben and now I guess the 'Many Lives, Many Masters' theory can be reviewed again.

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me
(You've got a friend in me)

Ben, you're always running here and there
(Here and there)
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
(Anywhere)
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go
(You've got a place to go)

I used to say, "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
(I used to say, "I" and "me")
(Now it's "us", now it's "we")

Ben, most people would turn you away(turn you away)
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(A friend)
Like Ben
(Like Ben)
Like Ben

This song, for some reason, has a haunting melody and I first heard it way back in 85. Till today the melody is as fresh and there is a strange sense of connection..nothing to do with anyone but just the song.

[ Skeeter ]
Dear John oh how I hate to write
Dear John I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I wed another dear John

[ Bobby ]
I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me
He handed me a letter and I was just as happy as I could be
Cause the fighting was all over and the battles have all been won
But then I opened up the letter and that started dear John
Won't you please send back my picture my husband wants it now
When I tell you who I'm wedding you won't care dear anyhow
And it hurts me so to tell ye that my love for you has gone
But tonight I wed your brother dear John
[ Skeeter ]
And tonight I wed another dear John

The Gabe Dixon band
The new day dawns,
And I am practicing my purpose once again.
It is fresh and it is fruitful if I win but if I lose,
Oooooo I don’t know.
I will be tired but I will turn and I will go,
Only guessing til I get there then I’ll know,
Oh oh oh I will know.

All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

The winter’s cold,
But the snow still lightly settles on the trees.
And a mess is still a moment I can seize until I know,
That all will be well.
Even though sometimes this is hard to tell,
And the fight is just as frustrating as hell
All will be well.

All the children walking home past the factories,
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

Keep it up and don’t give up
And chase your dreams and you will find
All in time.

All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.

You can ask me how but only time will tell.

Eleanor Rigby (Lennon/McCartney)


Aah, look at all the lonely people
Aah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Aah, look at all the lonely people
Aah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?