L’histoire de cette vraie chanson. Le chef Jose Feliciano se rend en Grande-Bretagne pour une représentation, mais son chien “Trudy” a été autorisé à entrer dans le pays sans une quarantaine de six mois. C’était le moment d’arrêter la propagation de la rage.
Cette performance en direct a été réalisée à Londres!
When first I landed in London Town,
while running through a croud, they knocked me down.
The man in the airport he locked me in a car, he said to me while smoking his cigar, no dogs allowed,
Hey Heeey no dogs allowed.
When you can sing and work and play for the croud but I´m sorry Sir no dogs allowed.
I stood there in silence wandering what to do,
the man said we´re gonna take your dog from you.
I said hey mister you got to be wrong,
you know I need to have my dog along.
No dogs allowed, hey hey no dogs allowed.
Hey, when you can sing and work and play for the croud but I am sorry Sir no dogs allowed.
Well I begged and I pleaded wanted to talk to the Mp´s.
They almost wouldn´t have to do a thing with me.
I said… they let monkeys and showdog in by the croud but when it came to me John, no dogs allowed.
No Dogs allowed, hey hey no dogs allowed.
Well let me tell ye,
you can sing and work and play for the croud
but I´m sorry Sir no dogs allowed.
Well… I came anyway what could I say, they´ve nothing for me to do so I am here to play for you hey yeah.
No Dogs allowed a a a but it´s alright.
Mhhhhmmm, big day gonna come ye.
aha ye no dogs allowed