Blame it on Your Heart

Written by Kostas Lazarides and Harland Howard

Performed by Patty Loveless

You've got a thing or two to learn about me, baby
'Cause I ain't taking it no more and I don't mean maybe
You don't know right from wrong
Well, the love we had is gone
So blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin, two timing, double dealing
Mean, mistreatin, lovin' heart

Well, all I wanted was to be your one and only
And all I ever got from you was bein' lonely
Now that dream is laid to rest
'Cause you have failed the test
So blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Are you heading for a heartache (oh, yeah)
Gonna get a bad break (oh, yeah)
You made a bad mistake (oh, yeah)
Well, your never gonna find another love like mine

Someone's gonna do you like you've done me, honey
And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny
You'll need some sympathy
But don't be calling me
Hey, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Are you heading for a heartache (oh, yeah)
Gonna get a bad break (oh, yeah)
You made a bad mistake (oh, yeah)
Well, your never gonna find another love like mine

Someone's gonna you do you like you've done me, honey
And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny
You'll need some sympathy
But don't be calling me
Hey, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

Yeah, blame it on your lying, cheating
Cold, dead beatin', two timin', double dealin'
Mean, mistreatin', lovin' heart

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

Closing Time

Written by Dan Wilson

Performed by Semisonic

Closing time, open all the doors
And let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on
Over every boy and every girl

Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So, finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open
Till your brothers or your sisters come

So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning's end, yeah

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning's end

Every Rose Has Its Thorn

Written by Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, Bruce Johannesson and Ricki Rocket

Performed by Poison

We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does

I listen to our favorite song
Playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and
Easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
But the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

And now I hear you found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Fast As You

Written by Dwight Yoakam

Performed by Dwight Yoakam

Maybe someday I'll be strong
Maybe it won't be long
I'll be the one who's tough
You'll be the one who's got it rough
It won't be long and
Maybe I'll be real strong

Maybe I'll do things right
Maybe I'll start tonight
You'll learn to cry like me
Baby let's just wait and see
Maybe I'll start tonight
And do things right

You'll control me
Oh so boldly
Rule me till I'm free
Till the pain that shakes me
Finally makes me
Get up off of my knees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too
But I think that you'll slow down
When your turn to hurt comes around
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Ahh

You'll control me
Oh so boldly
Rule me till I'm free
Till the pain that shakes me
Finally makes me
Get up off of my knees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too
But I think that you'll slow down
When your turn to hurt comes around
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts
And be as fast as you
Ahh suckie

Maybe someday I'll be strong
Maybe it won't be long
I'll be the one that's tough
You'll be the one who's got it rough

You're gonna learn to cry like me
Baby let's just wait and see

Yeah well maybe I'll be fast as you
Maybe I'll break hearts too

In the City

Written by Barry De Vorzon and Joe Walsh

Performed by The Eagles

Somewhere out on that horizon
Out beyond the neon lights
I know there must be somethin' better
But there's nowhere else in sight
It's survival in the city children
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) When you live from day to day
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) City streets don't have much pity no
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) When you're down that's where you'll stay...
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
I was born here in the city
With my back against the wall
Nothing grows and life ain't very pretty
No one's there catch you when you fall
Oh oh-oh
Somewhere out on that horizon
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Faraway from the neon sky
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) I know there must be somethin' must be somethin' better
(Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh)
And I can't stay another night
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
Another night...
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
Another night...
(Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
In the city (ah-ha...)

Tunnel of Love

Written by Richard Rodgers and Mark Knopfler

Performed by Dire Straits

Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that I choose, yeah
Sing about the sixblade, sing about the switchback
And a torture tattoo

And I been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars they scream and slam
And I don't know where I'll be tonight
But I'd always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces
I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Yeah, just like me, she was a victim of the night

I put my hand upon the lever
Said, let it rock and let it roll
I had a one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Yeah, love

It's just a danger, danger
When you're riding at your own risk
She said, "You are the perfect stranger"
She said, "Baby, keep it like this"

It's just a cake walk, twisting baby
Yeah, step right up and say
"Hey mister, give me two, give me two now
'Cause any two can play"

And the big wheel on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Oh love, love

Well, it's been money for muscle on a another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl I dig
Another hustle just to, just to make it big
And rockaway, rockaway
Oh rockaway, rockaway

And girl, it look so pretty to me
Like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids
Yeah girl, it looks so pretty to me
Just like it always did
Oh, like the Spanish city to me
When we were kids

Voila

Check it out

She took off a silver locket
She said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss

And in the roar of dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me, girl
On the tunnel of love
Yeah love, love
On the tunnel of love
Woo-oh love, love

Yeah, now I am searchin' through these carrousels and the carnival arcade
Searching everywhere, from steeplechase to balustrades
In any shooting galleries where promises are made
To rockaway, rockaway
Rockaway, rockaway
From Cullercoats to Whitley Bay
And to rockaway

And girl, it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me, like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we were kids

Ordinary Average Guy

Written by Joe Walsh

Performed by Joe Walsh

I'm just an ordinary average guy
My friends all are boring
And so am I
We're just ordinary average guys

We all lead ordinary average lives
With average kids
And average wives
We all go bowling at the bowling lanes
Drink a few beers
Bowl a few frames
We're just ordinary average guys
Ordinary average guys

And every Saturday we work in the yard
Pick up the dog doo
Hope that it's hard (woof woof)
Take out the garbage and clean out the garage
My friend's got a Chrysler
I've got a Dodge
We're just ordinary average guys
Ordinary average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average average average guys

Ordinary average guy Ordinary average...

Refugee

Written by Michael Campbell and Tom Petty

Performed by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

We did somethin' we both know it
We don't talk too much about it
Ain't no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Listen it don't really matter to me baby
You believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Tell me why you want to lay there
Revel in your abandon
Honey, it don't make no difference to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
Now baby you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee) No

Baby we ain't the first
I'm sure a lot of other lover's been burned
Right now this seems real to you
But it's one of those things
You gotta feel to be true

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped
Tied up, taken away and held for ransom, honey
It don't really matter to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free
You see you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
No you don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
You don't have to live like a refugee (don't have to live like a refugee)
Oh, oh, oh

Jacob's Ladder

Written by John Hornsby and Bruce Hornsby

Performed by Huey Lewis and the News

I met a fan dancer
Down in Southside Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand

Now he's trying to save me
When I'm doing all right
The best that I can

Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing Jacob's ladder

Coming over the airwaves
The man says I'm overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few, hey

Mister, I'm not in a hurry
And I don't want to be like you
All I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing Jacob's ladder

All I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one
Higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung
Climbing and climbing

Step by step, one by one
Step by step, rung by rung
Step by step
And step by step
Step by step