we tried to do just that.
We traveled around the world
in about two dozen different countries.
An d I tried to give them a taste of,
the different kinds of people
that live in these United States.
And I also tried to sing at least one song
because, you know, Americans have a kind of a
bad reputation throughout the world
that we don't ever extend ourself
to try and learn their language.
that they've got to learn our language.
So I found myself trying to sing,
although I couldn't do it too well,
in Japanese and Indonesian,
Hindi, Swahili, Yoruba, Hebrew, Italian,
Now of course I can't really sing those
I'm not gonna try even here to sing
I'd make a damn fool of myself.
I remember Mahalia Jackson
once told me, she says, Pete
I love to hear people sing their
because they can sing them so much better
But there was one country we visited
a little bit like English and I
I thought I'd try singing one
We were up in Glasgow, Scotland
and I heard a young fellow
Now I can't pronounce the
It can't be translated into English
you know you lose the poetry
when you try and translate it.
about the transport revolution
that has changed Glasgow into
Tun is the way they say town.
In Glasgow they say tun, dun, run.
for the jobs that they deign
while hawking the coal or digging the drain
there is none that compare
with a man that's a shoveling
you can help me out on it.
Ah, the streets o 'er the Tyne
With stuff that was beautiful,
It was put there, of course,
by a big Clydesdale horse
And its name was Maneura Maneura
I followed its track with a shovel and sack
for me job's been took o 'er
and everything new is mechanical power.
And there's not left for me
but the sweet memory of Manura,