Karaoke Track: Don't Cry For Me Argentina by Evita (Pocket Songs)

from the musicali Evita
lyrics by Tim Rice

music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
keyi F time 4209

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lCHEl High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen

A rich beautiful thing
Of all the talents
A cross between

The fantasy
Of the bedroom and the saint

You were just the back street girl
Hustling and fighting
Scratching and biting

High flying, adored
Do you believe in your

Wildest moments

All this would be yours
That you&#39;d become

The lady of them all?

Were there stars in your eyes

When you crawled in at night
From the bars
From the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical?

Don&#39;t look down

lfs a long, long way to fall

High flying, adored
What happens now

Where do you go from here?

For someone on top of the world
The viemfs not exactly clear

A shame you did it all at twenty-six

There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you

No-one fulfill you

High flying, adored
I hope you come

To terms with boredom

So famous, so easily, so soon
lfs not the wisest thing to be

You won&#39;t care if they love you
It&#39;s been done before

You&#39;ll despair if they hate you
You&#39;ll be drained of all energy

All the young
Who&#39;ve made it would agree

IEVAI High flying, adored
I&#39;ve been called names,

But they&#39;re the strangest

My story&#39;s quite usual
Local girl makes good

Weds famous man

I was slap in the right place
At the pelfect time

Filled a gap, I was lucky
But one thing I&#39;ll say for me
No-one else can fill it like I can

Copyright 1977
MCA Music Publishing

(a div. of MCA Inc.) ASCAP
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