Correction Paroles Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport (live) par The Beatles

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Fellas – you feel like singing a chorus with me?
(The band cheer in agreement.)
There's enthusiasm for you. Hey look, I'll give you a rough idea how it goes. It starts off with me going like this: one, two, a-one, two, three, four...

(Harris' wobble board starts playing.)

And you come in in E, Paul
That's it. And then altogether, fellas...
That's nice, haha!

There's an old Australian stockman, lying, dying...
Ahh...
And he gets himself up onto one elbow
And he turns to his four mates who are gathered 'round
And he says:

Cut your hair once a year, boys
Cut your hair once a year
If it covers your ear you can't hear, boys
So cut your hair once a year
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
(You must do that "oooh!" bit...)
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)

Ha, ha, ha! Dear, oh dear... I've forgetten the words now
Take care of me, make sure, look out after me...
Keep goin'...
(Laughter)
(Oooh!)

(Paul McCartney:) Take care, look after me, [inaudible]

I'll go again...

Don't ill treat me pet dingo, Ringo
Don't ill treat me pet dingo!
(Sung in a Liverpudlian accent:)They can't understand your lingo, Ringo...
So don't ill treat me pet dingo
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down

I think George's guitar's on the blink – I think
George's guitar's on the blink
It shouldn't go mm-nnga-mm-nnga, plink!
Hey, hey – that's really on the blink!
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down

Prop me up by the wall, Paul
Prop me up by the wall
I'll scream and cheer 'til I fall, Paul
If you'll prop me up by the wall...
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
(That's where it should be – there: "oooh!")
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)

Hey, keep the hits coming on John
Keep the hits coming on (oooh!)
At least 'til after I'm gone, John
Keep the hits coming on
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
(I got it!)
Tie me kangaroo down

Give us a bit of did-i-did-i-did-i...
That's it...

And with his very last gasp he says:
Tan me hide when death comes, chums
(Rolf coughs a few times) Oh dear...
Tan me hide when death comes
So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde
And Ringo's got it on his drums!
All together now!

Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down (oooh!)
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down!

(Laughter)
What a phony bunch of laughter that was. What about messing up that ending after all the rehearsal we did? At least once
(John Lennon): You forgot the words didn't you Rolf?
At the beginning...

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