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Ballad Of Nana Doline by Ondara

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Lyrics for Ballad Of Nana Doline by Ondara

1959 Nana was getting on to grade nine
She met a boy went by the name Dean
He was the captain of the football team
She was the fountain of the village scene
He wan’t around much, never really been seen
Less he was visiting, Rick’s widow CarolineNow dean had him some big head for dreamin’
Had chicken and swans, ‘posed to be for selling
Had devious plans, getting into gasoline
Had several cats in the Hollywood magazine
Oh they wrote about jazz, Oh they wrote about films
Oh the wrote about cars, Oh they wrote about fiends
Oh they wrote about girls, Oh they wrote about creams
Oh they wrote the fed, and they wrote about the thinThis talking about dreams made dean’s daddy feel sick
He was praying he would avenge his dead brother Rick
The pain made him numb, the war in Vietnam
It took his first son, it took his third son
But I suppose he was a man
A man will never learn, for the pride will return, with a fixating burn
If it took his fifth son, if it took his eighth son
It must be just part of the good Lord’s
Of the good Lord’s planThere was a rock, there was a rock, down by the river’s end
Its where all the evenings them two would spend
They went got espoused, they were young and aroused
In a suburban house, they lived out, their vowsShe was the teacher and he the freshman
She read The Scripture, and he The Quran
He was the guitar and she was the drum
The birth was still but it was gonna be
It was gonna be a sonThen Dean got sent out to the stupid war
Nana stayed back to look after the store
The war was lost, and the troops came back
But Dean wasn’t seen with the rest of the pack
Nobody wins in war, nobody wins in war
Nobody wins in war, nobody wins in war
Nobody wins in war, nobody wins in war
Even when they come back, they never really
They never really come backSo the general came with the dreaded knock
Sorry ma’am he said we don’t have your bloke
Oh Nana never cried, it wasn’t her style
Even when she smiled, she was hurting inside
Oh the general got himself, a slap right on his face
The general got himself, a name calling offense
The general got himself, a punch right on his chest
The general got himself, a red chin, and a nice kick between, his legsMany years passed, many stars danced
She blew off the chance, for any romance
Running from the rift, running from the ghost
She took up a shift, at the office post
Then one evening, sitting by the counter
A man walked in, his name was AlexanderAlexander had a rose, and an elegant pose
Scar on his nose, said he was exposed
To life’s spinning and tossing
Verbose was his sort, he kept talking
Would you like a drink at the café
Nana was closed in, wasn’t having it
She said go whence you’re from
For I don’t need no love
I don’t need no love
I don’t need no love
I don’t need no love
I don’t need no love
I don’t need no love
And I’ve got no love
I’ve got no love to giveThree days later guess now who it was
Alexander came back with another rose
Just one little coffee, he politely said
Well I have no need for an interim
For an interim bedShe can’t be perused, she can’t be seduced
She locked herself shut, gave the key to a cherub
It must take a sleuth, it must take the truth
To get her to love, like Boaz did Ruth
Xander was in swoon, never gave up too soon
To the gates of hell, to Europa the Jupiter’s moonMany years passed, many stars danced
The congress passed, the wars advanced
Xander later passed but the love did last
Nikki and Jas, were the two daughters
Nikki had a girl name was Rita Lu
Jas had a girl name was Sonia
Sonia DiazRita Lu was teaching at a school in Beijing
Came to see nana home, at the Seattle dwelling
They spoke of the word, the coveting thing
She left her the scarf, it was covered in sheen
Then she heard of the curse, the Covid-19
The darn thing took nana all alone
The darn thing took nana all alone in her dream
In her dreamAnd that was the tale of Nana Doline
A joyful machine, a saint and a queen
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
May her rest be serene
Oh nanananananana
Nanananana Doline

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