I Walk The Line

Written by Johnny Cash and Rodney Crowell
Performed by Johnny Cash

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line

You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

Upstairs In My House

Written by Colin Hay and Ron Strykert
Performed by Men at Work

No one knows what I can see
and and what I see it pleases me on my roof
South pacific hot sea pool,
coney island amusement school for mispent youth
Its all in my own front yard,
seagulls grazing in the park and foreshore
South-east wind pins back my ears,
luna park lights up the years of painless days

I like it, upstairs in my house

Dealers selling junk and trash, people spend their hard earned cash on sundays
Its quiet when they fade away, westgate bridge breakes up the day, into red sky

I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house

No one knows what I can see and what I see it pleases me on my roof

I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house

D-I-V-O-R-C-E

Written by Bobby Bradock and Curly Putnam
Performed by Tammy Wynette

Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas
Or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words
And turn my head when I speak
'Cause I can't spell away this hurt
That's drippin' down my cheek.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

New York State Of Mind

Written by Billy Joel
Performed by Billy Joel

Some folks like to get away,
Take a holiday from the neighborhood.
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood.
But I'm takin' a Greyhound on the Hudson River line.
I'm in a New York state of mind.

I've seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines.
Been high in the Rockys under the evergreens.
I know what I'm needin', and I don't wanna waste more time.
I'm in a New York state of mind.

It was so easy livin' day by day
Out of touch with the rhythym and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, the Daily News.

It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide.
I don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside.
I don't have any reasons.
I left them all behind.
I'm in a New York state of mind.
Oh yeah.

It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythym and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, the Daily News.
Who, oh, oh whoa who.

It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me cause I've let it slide.
I don't care if it's Chinatown or on Riverside.
I don't have any reasons.
I left them all behind.
I'm in a New York state of mind.

I'm just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line.
Cause I'm in a, I'm in a New York state of mind

Locomotion

Written by Carole King and Gerry Goffin
Performed by Little Eva

Everybodys doin the brand new dance now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...

My little baby sister can do it with ease,
It's easier than learnin your abc,
So come on, come on, do the locomotion with me...

You've gotta swing your hips now,
Come on baby, jump up, jump back...
Well I think youve got the nack,
Woah woah...

Now that you can do it, lets make a chain now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...
A chugga, chugga, motion like a railway train now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...

Do it nice and easy now don't loose control,
A little bit of rhythm and a lotta soul,
So come on, come on, do the locomotion with me...

Oh yeah...
Do the locomotion...
Do the locomotion...
Yay, yay, yay, yeah...

Move around the floor in a locomotion,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...
Do it holdin hands like you got the notion,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...

There's never been a dance that's so easy to do,
It even makes you happy when you're feelin blue,
So come on, come on, do the locomotion with me...

You've gotta swing your hips now
Come on baby, jump up, jump back
Well I think youve got the nack
Woah, woah

Everybodys doin the brand new dance now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now,
Come on baby, do the locomotion...

Do it nice and easy now don't loose control,
A little bit of rhythm and a lotta soul,
So come on, come on, do the locomotion...
Come on, come on, do the locomotion...
Come on, come on, do the locomotion with me...

The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
The locomotion... come on, come on,
Do the the locomotion with me...

Haven't Got Time For The Pain

Written by Carly Simon and Jacob Brackman
Performed by Carly Simon

All those crazy nights when I cried myself to sleep
Now melodrama never makes me weep anymore
'Cause I haven't got time for the pain
I haven't got room for the pain
I haven't the need for the pain
Not since I've known you

You showed me how, how to leave myself behind
How to turn down the noise in my mind
Now I haven't got time for the pain
I haven't got room for the pain
I haven't the need for the pain
Not since I've known you

Suffering was the only thing that made me feel I was alive
Thought that's just how much it cost to survive in this world
'Til you showed me how, how to fill my heart with love
How to open up and drink in all that white light
Pouring down from the heavens
I haven't got time for the pain
I haven't got room for the pain
I haven't the need for the pain
Not since I've known you.

El Paso

Written by Marty Robbins
Performed by Marty Robbins

Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.

Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden;
I was in love but in vain, I could tell.

One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind.
Dashing and daring,
A drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina,
The girl that I loved.

So in anger I
Challenged his right for the love of this maiden.
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered in less than a heart-beat;
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.

Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the foul, evil deed I had done.
Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.

Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied.
I caught a good one.
It looked like it could run.
Up on it's back
And away I did ride,

Just as fast as I
Could from the West Texas town of El Paso
Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico.

Back in El Paso my life would be worthless.
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left.
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death.


I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark.
Maybe tomorrow
A bullet may find me.
Tonight nothing's worse than this
Pain in my heart.

And at last here I
Am on the hill overlooking El Paso;
I can see Rosa's cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward.
Down off the hill to Felina I go.

Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys;
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me.
I have to make it to Rosa's back door.


Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side.
Though I am trying
To stay in the saddle,
I'm getting weary,
Unable to ride.

But my love for
Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen,
Though I am weary I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle.
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.

From out of nowhere Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina, good-bye.

I'm Just Talkin' About Tonight

Written by Toby Keith and Scott Emerick
Performed by Toby Keith

I'm not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
I'm just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
I'm not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather we're wrong or were right
I'm not talking about hooking up or hanging out
I'm just talking about tonight

You were sittin' on your barstool,

and talking to some fool who didn't have a  Clue
Well I guess he couldn't see you were looking right at me

cause I was looking  at you too
And it's do you want to dance, have we ever met
You said, "hold your horses boy, I ain't that easy to get"

I'm not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
I'm just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
I'm not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather we're wrong or were right
I'm not talking about hooking up or hanging out
I'm just talking about tonight

She said, "i wanna take it slow by now you oughta know that I ain't diggin'  this"
If we can start as friends the weekend just might end with a little kiss
She said, "i'm a lady lookin' for a man in my life,
Who will make a good husband,

 I'll make a good wife"
"easy now"

I'm not talking about locking down forever baby
That would be too too demanding
I'm just talking about two lonely people who might
Reach a little understanding
I'm not talking about knocking out heaven
With weather we're wrong or were right
See, I'm not talking about hooking up or hanging out
I'm just talking about tonight
Yeah, I'm just talking about a little bit later on tonight

I Was Country When Country Wasn't Cool

Written by Rhonda Fleming and Dennis Morgan
Performed by Barbara Mandrell

I Was Country When Country Wasn’t Cool
I remember wearin’ straight leg Levis
Flannel shirts even when they weren’t in style
I remember singing with Roy Rogers
At the movies when the west was really wild
And I was listening to the Opry
When all of my friends
Were digging Rock n Roll and Rhythm and Blues
I was country when country wasn’t cool

I remember circling the drive-in
Pullin’ up and turnin’ down George Jones
I remember when no one was looking
I was putting peanuts in my coke
I took a lot of kiddin’
Cause I never did fit in
Now look at everybody tryin’ to be what I was then
I was country when country wasn’t cool
Oh, I was country when Country wasn’t cool

I was Country from my hat down to my boots
I still act and look the same
What you see aint nothing new
I was Country when Country wasn’t cool
They call us country bumpkins
For sticking to our roots
I’m just glad we’re in a country
Where we’re all free to choose
I was Country when County wasn’t cool

Hey, I was Country when Country wasn’t cool
Yeah, and I was Country from my hat down to oh, my boots
I still act and look the same
What you see aint nothing new
I was Country when Country wasn’t cool
Yeah, I was country when Country wasn’t cool

Cattle Call

Written by Tex Owens
Performed by Eddy Arnold

The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin'
Out with the doggies bawl
Where spurs are jinglin' a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call. (moan)
He rides in the sun till his day's work is done
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
(moan) Singin' this cattle call.
For hours he will ride on the range far and wide
When the night wind blows up a squall
His heart is a feather in all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call. (moan)
He's brown as a berry from ridin' the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
(moan) Singin' this cattle call... (moan)...

Who's Your Daddy

Written by Toby Keith
Performed by Toby Keith

Here you come knockin' on my door baby
Tell me what you got on your mind
I guess those college boys all went home for the summertime
And you're lookin' right, lookin' good, lookin' like a woman should
So why is it so hard to find
A place to lay your pretty little head down once in a while
You run on a little tough luck baby
Don't you sweat it
Everything is waiting inside for ya
You know I got it
Come and get it

Who's your daddy, who's your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your friend?

And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to
When your lovelife starts tumblin'?
I got the money if you got the honey
Let's cut a deal let's make a plan

Who's your daddy, who's your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your man?

You might've run on a little tough luck baby
Don't you sweat it
Everything is waiting inside for ya
You know I got it
So come and get it

Who's your daddy, who's your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your friend?

And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to
When your lovelife starts tumblin'?
I got the money if you got the honey
Let's cut a deal let's make a plan

Who's your dady, who's your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your man?

Who's your dady, who's your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your man?

Come And Find The Quiet Center

Written by Shirley Erena Murray

Come and find the quiet center
in the crowded life we lead,
find the room for hope to enter,
find the frame where we are freed:
clear the chaos and the clutter,
clear our eyes, that we can see
all the things that really matter,
be at peace, and simply be.

Silence is a friend who claims us,
cools the heat and slows the pace,
God it is who speaks and names us,
knows our being, touches base,
making space within our thinking,
lifting shades to show the sun,
raising courage when we're shrinking,
finding scope for faith begun.

In the Spirit let us travel,
open to each other's pain,
let our loves and fears unravel,
celebrate the space we gain:
there's a place for deepest dreaming,
there's a time for heart to care,
in the Spirit's lively scheming
there is always room to spare!

Up Where We Belong

Written by Jack Nitzsche, Buffy Sainte-Marie and Will Jennings
Performed by Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes

Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world, few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive

The road is long, there are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day

Love lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong, far from the world
We know, up where the clear wind blow

Some hang on to used to be
Live their lives, looking behind

All we have is here and now
All our life, out there to find

The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
But we climb them a step ev'ry day

Love lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong, far from the world
We know, up where the clear winds blow

Time goes by, no time to cry, life's you and I
A live today

Love lift us up where we belong, where the eagles cry
On a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong, far from the world
We know, where the clear winds blow

Victim Of The Game

Written by Garth Brooks
Performed by Garth Brooks

Well it took a little time
But I guess you finally learned
That promises get broken
And bridges do get burned
You've been siftin' through the ashes
Just tryin' to find a flame
Holdin' on to nothin'
You're a victim of the game

You were standin' way too close
To see it all fall apart
And there were things you couldn't hear
'Cause you were listenin' with your heart
But you can't say I didn't warn you
Now there's no one else to blame
There's on one quite as blind
As a victim of the game

And it don't matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you need's a heart
To be a victim of the game

You know it's really gettin' to you
When you take to tellin' lies
And you can try to fool your friends
But you can't look 'em in the eye
There ain't no standin' tall
In the shadow of the shame
When everybody knows
That you're a victim of the game

And it don't matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you need's a heart
To be a victim of the game

Oh you know when I look into your eyes
I can really feel the pain
Starin' in the mirror
At a victim of the game

Trouble In Paradise

Written by Mario Cipollina,Johnny_Colla, Bill Gibson, Chris Hayes, Sean Hopper Huey Lewis
Performed by Huey Lewis and the News

Billy's home, he just got back from LA.
Plenty of lines but nothing to say.
Said I, seen this movie and it don't end nice.
Looks like trouble in paradise.

He used to be cool he used to laugh a lot.
Down at the brothers in the parking lot.
Now he's sick, and he's scared and he's paying the price.

Trouble in, paradise. (Trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(Trouble in paradise.)

American son he's not very old.
An American dream that's never been sold.
The smile on his face is just his last disguise.
We've got trouble in paradise.

There's a scream inside that shouts: Here I am !
Some people say: We've got to do what we can.
Me I don't know you see I've been there myself once or twice.

Trouble in, paradise. (Trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(Trouble in paradise.) We've got trouble, hey

Five long years since I wrote this song.
Many people dying, so many gone.
Take one more, coming still as good advice.

Trouble in, paradise. (Trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(Trouble in paradise.) We've been troubled, yeah, yeah

(Trouble in paradise.)
(Trouble in paradise.)
Hey,
Trouble in

Losing My Religion

Written by William Berry, Peter Buck, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe
Performed by REM

Oh
Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to,
The distance in your eyes
Oh, no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh, no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper,
Every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh, no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh, no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream, dream

Fooled Around and Fell in Love

Written by Elvin Bishop
Performed by Elvin Bishop

I must have been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em and I'd leave 'em alone
I didn't care how much they cried, no sir
Their tears left me cold as a stone

But then I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love
Since I met you baby
I fooled around and fell in love
I fooled around and fell in love

Free, on my own that's the way I used to be
Ah, but since I met you baby
Love's got a hold on me
It's got a hold on me now
I can't let go of you baby

I can't stop lovin' you now
'Cause I fooled around, fooled around, fooled around
Fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fell in love

Fooled around, fooled around, yes I did
Fooled around, fooled around, fooled around
I fell in love, yes I did

Love Me a Little Bit Longer

Written by Heather Myles
Performed by Heather Myles

Found your note you left out on the table.
"Workin' late again, don't wait up for me."
We don't spend time together like we used to.
An' I'm tired of wakin' up in misery.
When you love me, love me just a little bit longer.
When you hold me, hold me tight and don't let go.
When you kiss me, kiss me like there's no tomorrow.
Everything, everything'll be all right.

We can't build out lives on separate highways.
Payin' for the things we can't afford.
Now it might take some time to make it better,
But we've been down some bad road before.

But if you love me, love me just a little bit longer.
When you hold me, hold me tight and don't let go.
When you kiss me, kiss me like there's no tomorrow.
Everything, everything'll be all right.

Instrumental break.

When you love me, love me just a little bit longer.
When you hold me, hold me tight and don't let go.
When you kiss me, kiss me like there's no tomorrow.
Everything, everything'll be all right.

Oh, no now baby, everything, everything will be all right.

Lost in Love

Written by Graham Russell
Performed by Air Supply

I realized the best part of love is the thinnest slice
And it don't count for much
But I'm not letting go
I believe there's still much to believe in

So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and I'll show you a plan
I figured it out
What I needed was someone to show me

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on
(Carry on)

(Now I'm) Lost in love and I don't know much
Was I thinking aloud and fell out of touch?
But I'm back on my feet
And eager to be what you wanted

So lift your eyes if you feel you can
Reach for a star and I'll show you a plan
I figured it out
What I needed was someone to show me

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on
(Carry on)

Lost in love and I don't know much
Was I thinking aloud and I fell out of touch?
But I'm back on my feet
And eager to be what you wanted

You know you can't fool me
I've been loving you too long
It started so easy
You want to carry on
(Carry on)

Lost in love and I don't know much
Was I thinking aloud and I fell out of touch?
But I'm back on my feet
And eager to be what you wanted

Now I'm lost, lost in love
Lost in love, lost in love
Now I'm lost, I'm lost in love
Lost in love, lost in love

Lost in love, lost in love, lost in love
Lost in love, lost in love, lost in love

Wonderful Words of Life

Written by Philip P. Bliss

Sing them over again to me,

wonderful words of life;

let me more of their beauty see,

wonderful words of life;

words of life and beauty

teach me faith and duty.

Refrain:

Beautiful words, wonderful words,

wonderful words of life.

Beautiful words, wonderful words,

wonderful words of life.

Christ, the blessed one, gives to all

wonderful words of life;

sinner, list to the loving call,

wonderful words of life;

all so freely given,

wooing us to heaven.

(Refrain)

Sweetly echo the gospel call,

wonderful words of life;

offer pardon and peace to all,

wonderful words of life;

Jesus, only Savior,

sanctify forever.

(Refrain)

No Getting Over Me

Written by Tom Brasfield and Walt Aldridge
Performed by Ronnie Milsap

Well you can walk out on me tonight
If you think that it ain't feeling right
But darling
There's ain't no getting over me

Well you can say that you need to be free
But there ain't no place that I won't be
Sweet darling bass run up
There ain't no getting over me

I'll be the bill you forgot to pay bass run up
I'll be the dream that keeps you awake
I'll be the song on the radio
I'll be the reason that you tell the boys no

Don't you know
You can tell everyone that we're through
You might even believe it too
But darling
There's ain't no getting over me
Sweet darling lead, bass run up
There ain't no getting over me

I'll be the face that you see in the crowd
I'll be the times that you cry out loud
I'll be the smile when there's no one around
I'll be the book that you just can't put down
So you can walk out on me tonight

If you think that it ain't feeling right
But darling
There's ain't no getting over me
You'll see sweet darling
There's ain't no getting over me

No no no no No Darling
There ain't no getting over me

Ooooh mmmm
Mmmm No darling
There ain't no getting over me

Ooooh darling
There ain't no getting over me

Raspberry Beret

Written by Prince Nelson
Performed by Prince

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was mr. mcgee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
Cause I was a bit 2 leisurely

Seems that I was busy doing something close 2 nothing
But different than the day before
That's when I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

Built like she was
She had the nerve 2 ask me
If I planned 2 do her any harm

So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man johnsons farm

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed

She wasn't 2 bright
But I could tell when she kissed me
She knew how 2 get her kicks

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

The rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof
And the horses wonder who u are
Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees
U feel like a movie star

Listen
They say the first time aint the greatest
But I tell ya
If I had the chance 2 do it all again

I wouldn't change a stroke
Cause baby Im the most
With a girl as fine as she was then

(raspberry beret)
The kind u find (the kind u find)
The kind u find (in a second hand store)
Oh no no
(raspberry beret)
(and if it was warm)
Where have all the raspberry women gone? (she wouldn't wear much more)
Yeah (raspberry beret)

I think i... I think i... I think I love her

(raspberry beret)
No no no
No no no (the kind u find)
(in a second hand store)
(raspberry beret)
Tell me
Where have all the raspberry women gone? (and if it was warm she)
(wouldnt wear much more)
(raspberry beret)
I think I love...

You Never Even Called Me By My Name

Written by Steve Goodman
Performed by David Allen Coe

Well it was all that I could do to keep from crying.
Sometimes it seems so useless to remain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call me Merle Haggard anymore,
Even though you're on my fightin' side.

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me.
And I never minded standing in the rain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.

Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book.
(Hello, Hello.)
And I've seen it on signs where I've played.
But the only time I know I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final Judgement Day.

So, I'll hang around as long as you will let me.
And I never minded standing in the rain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.

(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country and western song.
I wrote him back a letter and I told him it was not the
perfect country and western song because he hadn't said
anything at all about momma, or trains, or trucks,
or prison or gettin' drunk. Well, he sat down and
wrote another verse to this song and he sent it to me and
after reading it I realized that my friend had written the
perfect country and western song. And I felt obliged to include
it on this album. The last verse goes like this here:

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison,
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station
In my pickup truck, she got runned over by a danged ol’ train.

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me.
And I never minded standing in the rain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.

Smoke on the Water

Written by Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord and Ian Paice
Performed by Deep Purple

We all came out to Montereax,
On the Lake Geneva shoreline.
To make records with a mobile,
We didn't have much time.
But Frank Zappa and the Mothers,
Were at the best place around,
But some stupid with a flare gun,
Burned the place to the ground.
Smoke on the water and fire in the sky.
Smoke on the water...

They burned down the gambling house,
It died with an awful sound.
(Uh) Funky Claude was running in and out,
Pulling kids out the ground.
When it all was over,
We had to find another place.
But Swiss time was running out,
It seemed that we would lose the race.
Smoke on the water and fire in the sky.
Smoke on the water...

We ended up at the Grand Hotel.
It was empty cold and bare.
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside,
Making our music there.
With a few red lights, a few old beds,
We made a place to sweat.
No matter what we get out of this,
I know I know we'll never forget.
Smoke on the water and fire in the sky.
Smoke on the water...

In the Summertime

Written by Ray Dorset
Performed by Mungo Jerry

Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh

In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find

If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five
When the sun goes down
You can make it, make it good in a lay-by

We're no threat, people
We're not dirty, we're not mean
We love everybody but we do as we please
When the weather's fine
We go fishin' or go swimmin' in the sea
We're always happy
Life's for livin' yeah, that's our philosophy

Sing along with us
Dee dee dee-dee dee
Dah dah dah-dah dah
Yeah we're hap-happy
Dah dah-dah
Dee-dah-do dee-dah-do dah-do-dah
Dah-do-dah-dah-dah
Dah-dah-dah do-dah-dah

Alright ah
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh

When the winter's here, yeah it's party time
Bring your bottle, wear your bright clothes
It'll soon be summertime
And we'll sing again
We'll go drivin' or maybe we'll settle down
If she's rich, if she's nice
Bring your friends and we'll all go into town

Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh Chh chh-chh

In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find

If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five
When the sun goes down
You can make it, make it good in a lay-by

We're no threat, people
We're not dirty, we're not mean
We love everybody but we do as we please
When the weather's fine
We go fishin' or go swimmin' in the sea
We're always happy
Life's for livin' yeah, that's our philosophy

Sing along with us
Dee dee dee-dee dee
Dah dah dah-dah dah
Yeah we're hap-happy
Dah dah-dah
Dee-dah-do dee-dah-do dah-do-dah
Dah-do-dah-dah-dah
Dah-dah-dah do-dah-dah

Seasons In The Sun

Written by Jacques Brel and Rob McKuen
Performed by Terry Jacks

Goodbye to you
My trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or te
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and A-B-C's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye
My friend
It's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky;
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are ev'rywhere
Think of me and I'll be there.

We had joy
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye
Papa
Please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family;
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.

Goodbye
Papa
It's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky;
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children ev'rywhere
When you see them
I'll be there.

We had joy
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.

We had joy
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.

Goodbye
Michelle
My little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun;
And ev'ry time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye
Michelle
It's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky;
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers ev'rywhere;
I wish that we could both be there.

We had lives
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the stars we could reach
Were just star-fish on the beach.
We had lives
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the stars we could reach
Were just star-fish on the beach.

We had joy
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.

We had joy
We had fun
We had seasons in the sun;
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time.

Lonely Days

Written by Maurice Gibbs, Robin Gibb and Barry Gibb
Performed by the Bee Gees

Good morning mister sunshine
You brighten up my day
Come sit beside me in your way

I see you every morning
Outside the restaurant
The music plays so nonchalant

Lonely days, lonely nights
Where would I be without my woman?
Lonely days, lonely nights
Where would I be without my woman?

Good morning mister sunshine
You brighten up my day
Come sit beside me in your way

Lonely days, lonely nights
Where would I be without my woman?
Lonely days, lonely nights
Where would I be without my woman?

What I Am

Written by Edie Brickell, Kenneth Withrow, John Houser, John Bush and Brandon Aly
Performed by Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians

I'm not aware of too many things,
But I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box.
Religion is the smile on a dog.

I'm not aware of too many things,
But I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.

What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?

I'm not aware of too many things,
But I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks.
Religion is a light in the fog.

I'm not aware of too many things,
But I know what I know if you know what I mean.
Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.

What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are - or what?

Don't let me get too deep.

Everything She Wants

Written by George Michael
Performed by Wham

Somebody told me,
"Boy, everything she wants is everything she sees..."
I guess I must have loved you.
'Cause I said you were the perfect girl for me,
Maybe...
But now we're six months older...
And everything you want and everything you see,
Is out of reach...not good enough...
I don't know what the hell you want from me but boy...

Uh huh huh...
Oh...oh...
Uh huh huh...
Doo doo doo...
La la la la...

Somebody tell me,
Won't you tell me...
Why I work so hard for you?
All to give you money
All to give you money...

Some people work for a living,
Some people work for fun,
Girl, I just work for you.
They told me marriage was a give and take,
Well, show me you can take you've got some giving to do.
And now you tell me that you're having my baby,
I'll tell you that I'm happy if you want me to...
One step further and my back will break,
If my best isn't good enough
Than how can it be good enough for two?
I can't work any harder than I do...

Somebody tell me,
Won't you tell me...
Why I work so hard for you?
All to give you money,
All to give you money...

Oh...
Why do I do the things I do?
I'd tell you if I knew.
My God...
I don't even think that I love you....
Won't you tell me...
Tell me...tell me...tell me...

How could you settle for a boy like me,
When all I could see was the end of the week...
All the things we sign,
And the things we buy,
Ain't gonna keep us together...
It's just a matter of time.

My situation,
Never changes.
Walking in that manner through that door,
Like a stranger,
But the wages...
I give you all you say you want more...

And all I can see is the end of the week,
All the things we sign,
And the things we buy,
Ain't gonna keep us together...
Girl, it's just a matter of time.

St Judy's Comet

Written by Paul Simon
Performed by Paul Simon

Oo, little sleepy boy
Do you know what time it is?
Well the hour of your bedtime's long been past
And though I know you're fighting it
I can tell when you rub your eyes
You're fading fast, oh fading fast

Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet
Roll across the skies
And leave a spray of diamonds in it's wake
I long to see St. Judy's Comet
Sparkle in your eyes when you awake
Oh, when you wake, wake

Little boy
Won't you lay your body down
Little boy
Won't you close your weary eyes
Ain't nothing flashing but the fireflies

Well I sang it once and I sang it twice
I'm going to sing it three times more
I'm going to stay 'til your resistance
Is overcome
'Cause if I can't sing my boy to sleep
Well it makes your famous daddy look so dumb
Look so dumb

Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet
Roll across the skies
And leave a spray of diamonds in it's wake
I long to see St. Judy's Comet
Sparkle in your eyes when you awake
Oh, when you wake, wake

Little boy, little boy
Won't you lay your body down
Little boy, little boy
Won't you close your weary eyes
Ain't nothing flashing but the fireflies

Oo, little sleepy boy
Do you know what time it is?
Well the hour of your bedtime's long been past
And though I know you're fighting it
I can tell when you rub your eyes
You're fading fast, oh fading fast

It's Hip to be Square

Written by Bill Gibson, Sean Hopper and Huey Lewis
Performed by Huey Lewis and the News

I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn't take the punishment, and had to settle down
Now I'm playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair
You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care
Because I can tell what's going on

It's hip to be a square
It's hip to be a square

I like my bands in business suits, I watch them on TV
I'm working out most everyday and watching what I eat
They tell me that it's good for me, but I don't even care
I know that it's crazy
I know that it's nowhere
But there is no denying that

It's hip to be a square
It’s hip to be a square
It’s hip to be a square
So hip to be a square

It's not too hard to figure out, you see it everyday
And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way
You see them on the freeway, It don't look like a lot of fun
But don't you try to fight it; "An idea who's time has come."
Don't tell me that I'm crazy
Don’t tell me I'm nowhere
Take it from me

It's hip to be a square
It’s hip to be a square
It’s hip to be a square
So hip to be a square

Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip, so hip to be a square!
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip,
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip, so hip to be a square!
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip,
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip, so hip to be a square!
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip,
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip, so hip to be a square!
Here, There, and everywhere!
Hip, Hip