The Best of My Love

Written by Glenn Frey, Don Henley and John Souther

Performed by The Eagles

Every night i'm lyin' in bed
Holdin' you close in my dreams
Thinkin' about all the things that we said
Comin' apart at the seams

We try to talk it over
But the words come out too rough
I know you were tryin' to give me the best of your love

Beautiful faces and loud empty places

Look at the way that we live

Wastin' our time on cheap talk and wine

Left us so little to give

That same old crowd was like a cold dark cloud
That we could never rise above
But here in my heart
I give you the best of my love

Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
(You get the best of my love)
Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
(You get the best of my love)

I'm goin' back in time and it's a sweet dream
It was a quiet night and I would be all right
If I could go on sleeping
But every mornin' I wake up and worry
What's gonna happen today?
You see it your way I see it mine
But we both see it slippin' away

You know we always had each other baby
(Ooh...) I guess that wasn't enough oh-oh ooh whoa
But here in my heart
I give you the best of my love
Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
(The best of my love) Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
(The best of my love) Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
Every night and day
You get the best of my love
(The best of my love) Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
Oh-oh oh-oh
You get the best of my love
(The best of my love) Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
(You get the best of my love)
The best of my love Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
Mmm-mmm mmm-mmm-mmm
You get the best of my love
(The best of my love) Oh... whoa oh sweet darlin'
You got it
You got it

The Load-Out/Stay

Written by Jackson Browne and Bryan Garofalo

Performed by Jackson Browne

Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up and tear it down
They're the first to come and the last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They'll set it up in another town
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line
And when they got up on their feet they made the show
And that was sweet
But I can hear the sound
Of slamming doors and folding chairs
And that's a sound they'll never know

Now roll them cases out and lift them amps
And haul them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps
'Cause when it comes to moving me
You know you guys are the champs
But when that last guitar's been packed away
You know that I still wanna play
So just make sure you got it all set to go
Before you come for my piano

But the band's on the bus
And they're ready to go
We gotta drive all night and do the show in Chicago
Or Detroit, I don't know
We do so many shows in a row
And these towns all look the same
We just pass the time in the hotel rooms
And wander 'round backstage
'Til those lights come up and we hear that crowd
And we remember why we came

Now we got country and western on the bus, R 'n' B
We got disco and eight tracks and cassettes in stereo
And we got rural scenes and magazines
And we got truckers on C.B. 
And we got Richard Pryor on the video
We got time to think of the ones we love
While the miles roll away
But the only time that seems too short
Is the time that we get to play

People you've got the power over what we do
You can sit there and wait
Or you can pull us through
Come along, sing this song
You know that you can't go wrong
'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down
You're gonna wake up in your town
But we'll be scheduled to appear
A thousand miles away from here

Written by Maurice Williams

People stay just a little bit longer
We want to play, just a little bit longer

Now the promoter don't mind
And the union don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song

Oh won't you stay just a little bit longer
Please, please, please say you will
Say you will

Oh won't you stay just a little bit longer
Oh please, please stay just a little bit more

Now the promoter don't mind
And the roadies don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave this all behind and sing
One more song

Me and Bobby McGee

Written by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster

Performed by Janis Joplin

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
And rode us all the way into New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
Well, I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
Well, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah

La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah
La li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
La la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah
La di da, ladida la dida la di daa, ladida la dida la di daa

Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lo lo lo lolo lo lo laa, lololo lo lolo lo lolo lo lolo lo la laa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo lo Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, oh
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord

Greatest Love of All

Written by Linda Creed and Michael Masser

Performed by Whitney Houston

I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be

Everybody searching for a hero
People need someone to look up to
I never found anyone who fulfill my needs
A lonely place to be
And so I learned to depend on me

I decided long ago
Never to walk in anyone's shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I'll live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can't take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all

I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be

I decided long ago
Never to walk in anyone's shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I'll live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can't take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me

The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
Is the greatest love of all

And if, by chance, that special place
That you've been dreaming of
Leads you to a lonely place
Find your strength in love

Pancho and Lefty

Written by Townes Van Zandt

Performed by Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard

Living on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath as hard as kerosene

Weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams

Pancho was a bandit boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel

Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dying words
Ah but that's the way it goes

All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose

Lefty, he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth

The day they laid poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows

All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
We only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose

The poets tell how Pancho fell
And Lefty's living in cheap hotels
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold
And so the story ends we're told

Pancho needs your prayers it's true
But save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
And now he's growing old

All the Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose

A few gray Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose

Cracklin' Rosie

Written by Neil Diamond

Performed by Neil Diamond

Aw, Cracklin' Rosie, get on board
We're gonna ride
'Till there ain't no more to go
Taking it slow
And Lord, don't you know
We'll have me a time with a poor man's lady

Hitchin' on a twilight train
Ain't nothing here that I care to take along
Maybe a song
To sing when I want
No need to say please to no man
For a happy tune

Oh, I love my Rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me we go in style

Cracklin' Rose
You're a store bought woman
But you make me sing like a guitar hummin'
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin' on
Play it now, play it now
Play it now, my baby

Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile
Girl, if it lasts for an hour, that's all right
Cus We got all night to set the world right
Find us a dream that don't ask no questions
Yeah

Oh, I love my Rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me we go in style

Cracklin' Rose
You're a store bought woman
But you make me sing like a guitar hummin'
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin' on
Play it now, play it now
Play it now, my baby

Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile
Girl, if it lasts for an hour, that's all right
'Cause we got all night
To set the world right
Find us a dream that don't ask no questions

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Who I Am

Written by Brett James and Troy Verges

Performed by Jessica Andrews

If I live to be a hundred
And never see the seven wonders
That'll be alright
If I don't make it to the big leagues
If I never win a Grammy
I'm gonna be just fine
'Cause I know exactly who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

So when I make a big mistake
And when I fall flat on my face
I know I'll be alright
Should my tender heart be broken
I will cry those teardrops knowing
I will be just fine
'Cause nothing changes who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

I'm a saint
And I'm a sinner
I'm a loser
I'm a winner
I am steady and unstable
I'm young
But I am able

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

I am Rosemary's granddaughter
The spitting image of my father
And when the day is done
My momma's still my biggest fan
Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy
But I've got friends that love me
And they know just where I stand
It's all a part of me
And that's who I am

Lord, I Hope This Day is Good

Written by David Hanner

Performed by Don Williams

Lord, I hope this day is good
I'm feelin' empty and misunderstood
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should
But Lord, I hope this day is good

Lord, have You forgotten me?
I've been prayin' to You faithfully
I'm not sayin' I'm a righteous man
But Lord, I hope You understand

I don't need fortune and I don't need fame
Send down the thunder, Lord, send down the rain
But when You're plannin' just how it will be
Plan a good day for me

Lord, I hope this day is good
I'm feelin' empty and misunderstood
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should
But Lord, I hope this day is good

You've been the King since the dawn of time
All that I'm asking is a little less crime
It might be hard for the devil to do
But it would be easy for You

Lord, I hope this day is good
I'm feelin' empty and misunderstood
I should be thankful, Lord, I know I should
But Lord, I hope this day is good

Nobody

Written by Craig Morgan and Rhonda Fleming

Performed by Sylvia

Sittin' in restaurant she walked by
I seem to recall that certain look in your eye
I said who is that
You said with a smile
Oh it's nobody, oh nobody

Well maybe that explains the last two weeks
You called me up, dead on your feet
Working late again
I ask who with, you said nobody, oh nobody

Well your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name
Well I wonder does she think she's being clever
You say nobody's after you
The fact is what you say is true
But I can love you like nobody can, even better

Late last night we went for a drive you were miles away
I ask who's on your mind, you said nobody
Why do you ask
Oh her again, I could've told you that

We came back home got ready for bed
I said to myself, I've got one shot left
You're still mine and I won't stand in line behind nobody, nobody

Well your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name, well I wonder
Does she think she's being clever
You say nobody's after you
The fact is what you say is true
But I can love you like nobody can, even better
Well your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name, well I wonder
Does she think she's being clever
You say nobody's after you
The fact is what you say is true
But I can love you like nobody can, even better

Oh well your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name, well I wonder
Does she think she's being clever

Amanda

Written by Tom Scholz

Performed by Boston

Babe, tomorrow's so far away
There's something I just have to say
I don't think I can hide what I'm feelin' inside
Another day
Knowin' I love you
And I, I'm getting too close again
I don't want to see it end
If I tell you tonight
Would you turn out the lights
And walk away knowin' I love you?

I'm gonna take you by surprise
And make you realize
Amanda
I'm gonna tell you right away
I can't wait another day
Amanda
I'm gonna say it like a man
And make you understand
Amanda
I love you

And I feel like today's the day
I'm lookin' for the words to say
Do you want to be free, are you ready for me
To feel this way?
I don't want to lose you
So, it may be too soon, I know
The feeling takes so long to grow
If I tell you today
Will you turn me away
And let me go?
I don't want to lose you

I'm gonna take you by surprise
And make you realize
Amanda
I'm gonna tell you right away
I can't wait another day
Amanda
I'm gonna say it like a man
And make you understand
Amanda (oh girl)

You and I
I know that we can't wait
And I swear, I swear it's not a lie girl
Tomorrow may be too late
You, you and I girl
We can share a life together
It's now or never
And tomorrow may be too late (oh-oh)

And, feelin' the way I do
I don't want to wait my whole life through
To say I'm in love with you