A Quote by Ann-Margret

I tried in '71 to relax. I thought I gave my farewell tour. — © Ann-Margret
I tried in '71 to relax. I thought I gave my farewell tour.
The 2018 tour is supposed to be a farewell tour. But you take farewell tours one at a time.
We don't know whether or not it's the Farewell Tour odr the Jews in Space Tour, which I prefer as a title.
No one has ever given me anything. No one gave me a tour card, no one gave me a US tour card, no one gave me a nice house and a Ferrari: I've had to work for every penny I have earned and I'm proud of that.
I more or less intended it (the farewell tour) to be for the United Kingdom and not so much over here, but everywhere I've worked, they've been aware this is my final tour ? my final year ? which in all likelihood is gonna be the case.
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue.
The idea behind the Anti Tour was people asking me how I would top the 'Aphrodite' tour... I thought the best option was to go completely the other way. I always tried to be that way - sometimes it works and sometimes you fall flat on your face.
Farewell, my friends! farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those. The bursting tears my heart declare; Farewell, the bonnie banks of Ayr.
Farewell all relations and friends in Christ; farewell acquaintances and all earthly enjoyments; farewell reading and preaching, praying and believing, wanderings, reproaches, and sufferings.
I'm not Derek Jeter, there will be no farewell tour.
Who does this, at age 71, try to put a tour together from scratch? I have to say it's scary at times. But I like a challenge 'cause it keeps you on your toes.
Its just kind of known in the music industry that a farewell tour means for now.
It's just kind of known in the music industry that a farewell tour means 'for now.'
It is no longer possible to escape men. Farewell to the monsters, farewell to the saints. Farewell to pride. All that is left is men.
Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
Yeah, early '71 is when I got my record contract. I had a record come out by August of '71. Things happened really fast.
What is the answer to this fatigue? Relax! Relax! Relax! Learn to relax while you are doing your work!
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