That Girl
Composer(s): Glenn Frey - Bob Seger
Performer(s): Glenn Frey



Raindrops fallin' on these hills tonight
I've been drivin' since the mornin' light
It won't be long before those headlights shine
And I'll be missin' that girl of mine

Yesterday, I was safe and warm
Yesterday, I held her in my arms
Now the raindrops fallin'
And I feel like callin'
That Girl

Well there ain't no explainin' what she does for me
It might be somethin' only I can see
Understanding in a quiet way
Undemanding and I got to say

I'm in love, and I know it's for sure
I'm in love, I can't stop thinking of her
Now the raindrops fallin'
And I feel like callin'
That girl

Well I've been callin' that girl for such a long long time
I can't get through, I'm 'bout to lose my mind
I got so much to tell her, I got so much to say
Ooh, I'm gonna love her till my dyin' day

Oh, I'm in love, and I know it's for sure
I'm in love, I can't stop thinking of her
now the raindrops fallin'
I feel like callin'
Raindrops fallin'
I feel like callin'
Raindrops fallin'
And I feel like callin'
That girl
That girl

My Wasted Past
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb; Roy Duke
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



Today I’ve been thinking of My Wasted Past
And all the heartaches that I’ve been through
It seems to me this world has turned me down
And there’s nothing left for me to do

In the future you no I have no planes
Since you ran away with another man
I feel as though this is the last
As I’m thinking of My Wasted Past

Ah Billy Byrd now

The clouds take the sunshine and bring the rain
Like you took my love and brought me pain
Now I’m all alone with memories of the past
And I’ll never see my love again

In the future you no I have no plan
Since you ran away with another man
I feel as though this is the last
As I’m thinking of My Wasted Past

Grow Old With Me
Composer(s): John Lennon
Performer(s): John Lennon;
and various other artists



Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one

God bless our love
God bless our love

Grow old along with me
Two branches on one tree
Face the setting sun
When the day is done

God Bless our love
God bless our love 

Spending our lives together
Man and wife together
World without end
World without end 

Grow old along with me
Whatever fate decrees
We will see it through
For our love is true

God bless our love
God bless our love 

God bless our love
God bless our love 

God bless our love

That Feeling Is Gone
Composer(s): Walter Hirsh - Chester Wallace
Performer(s): Benny Goodman & His Orch.



That feeling is gone, I must go on without you
That feeling is gone, the thrill I used to know
You tell me you're sorry, that it wasn't meant to be
It's easy to be sorry, but how about me ?

That feeling is gone, still I could never doubt you
For old times' sake, I'll gladly take the blame
Although I can't forget you, I wonder why I ever met you
That feeling is gone, never to be the same

My Walking Stick
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Leon Redbone
and various other artists



Without my walking stick, I'd go insane
I can't look my best I feel undressed without my cane
Must have my walking stick 'cause it may rain
When it pours can't be outdoors without my cane

If I ever left my house without my walking stick
Well it would be something I could never explain
Oh the thing that makes me click, on lovers lane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane

Be-bop-bop-de-la-dum
Be-bop-a-da-bum
Re-bop-be-a
Rop-a-de-bop
Rump-a-de-dum
Ra-da-da-de

Re-bop-bop-la-da-dum
Re-bop-be-de-a
Rop-a-de-bum
Rop-a-de-bum
Deet-de-de-a
Ra-da-da-dum

If I ever left my house without my walking stick
Well it would be something I could never explain
Oh the thing that makes me click on lovers lane
Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane

Ground Hog Blues
Composer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson
Performer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson



Now I'm a walkin' groundhog
mama and I walks around in my den
Now I'm a walkin' groundhog 
mama and I walks around in my den
Now if I come out and see my shadow, John I believe I'll go back in

Now I want some feedin' mama, so I can hear a high sound
If you don't feed me baby I believe I'll go back in the ground
Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, mama and I walks around in my den
Now if I come out and see my shadow you say you don't love me
I believe I'll go back in

Now I wanna hear some swingin' music, I wanna hear a Fats Waller song
Now if I start to jitterbuggin' I'm forgettin' my hole down in the ground
Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, man and I walks around in my den

Now if I come out and see my shadow my woman don't love me 
I believe I'll go back in

Yes John, you know what I mean...
Oh you know I'm a-walkin' wild...

Now I need some pettin' baby, baby you know what I mean
Now if you don't pet me baby, I believe I'll go back down in New Orleans
Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, at night I walks around in my den
Now if I come out and see my shadow my woman don't love me 
yeah an' I believe I'll go back in

Chicken Feed
Performer(s): Bobbi Staff



It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed
It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed
I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me
I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed

I heard about you last night, out in the bright lights with old Suzie Brown
You took her to the movie show, you took her to the bowling bowl, you took her ev'ry place in town
Guess ya think it's funny out spendin' all your money, leavin' me home alone
Well from now on I'm gonna be anywhere else but home

It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed
It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed
I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me
I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds

I was sittin' home thinkin' how I'd like to be drinkin' a Coke somewhere in town
When a friend phoned me, and she told me you were feedin' old Suzie Brown
Well I got down low, got to feelin' so low that I thought I would die
Well I've got news for you, I'm not going to sit home and cry

It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed
It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed
I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me
I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed

I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed

My Very Good Friend The Milkman
Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Harold Spina
Performer(s): Fats Waller
and various other artists



My very good friend the milkman says
That I've been losing to much sleep
He doesn't like the hours I keep
And he suggests that you should marry me

My very good friend the mailman says
That it would make his burden less
If we both had the same address
And he suggests that you should marry me

Then there's a very friendly fellow who prints
All the latest real estate news
And every day he sends me blueprints
Of cottages with country views

My very good friends the neighbours say
That they've been watching little things I do
And they perceive that I love you
So I suggest that you should marry me

Grosse Galette
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers



Dans le brouillard de Londres
J'ai rencontré un soir
Un type nommé Bobby
Un guitariste noir
Il venait de Kingstone
Avait des yeux violets
Dans un bar de Brighton Beach
C'était là qu'il jouait

Ses doigts longs et rapides couraient sur sa guitare
Ses riffs comme des fluides transperçaient le brouillard
Puis la lumière dorée du soleil de Negril
Planait sur la fumée en petites notes agiles
Ses textes étaient précis et bourrés d'humour noir
C'était donc mon ami depuis ce fameux soir

Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
J'te les joue ici, mais elles viennent d'ailleurs
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
Guitare, basse, batterie, saxophone et chœurs

J'étais noir moi aussi mais pour d'autres raisons
J'avais passé dix ans à dormir en prison
C'était une drôle d'affaire pleine de coups d'escopette
De transporteurs de fond et puis de grosse galette

Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
Je chante en sous-sol mon reggae braqueur
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
Surtout pas de cris, ça s'passe en douceur

Dans la vie, mon garçon, que tu sois noir ou blanc
T'as le choix, tu travailles ou tu gagnes de l'argent
Les flics n'ont pas aimé cette chanson historique
Paumée la grosse galette et finie la musique

Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
J'te les joue ici, mais elles viennent d'ailleurs
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie
Guitare, basse, batterie, saxophone et chœurs

That Face
Composer(s): Lew Spence - Alan Bergman
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and multiple other artists



That face, that face, that wonderful face! 
It shines, it glows all over the place
And how I love to watch it change expressions 
Each look becomes the pride of my possessions

I love that face, that face, it just isn't fair
You must forgive the way that I stare
But never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace 

That face 
That face 
That face

I love those eyes, those lips, that fabulous smile
She laughs and Spring goes right out of style

Oh never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace 
That face 
That face 
That face 
That face 
That face 
That face 
That face

My Unfinished Symphony
Composer(s): Milton Carson
Performer(s): David Whitfield



My love is my unfinished symphony
When you kiss me violins begin to play
The melody I hear when you are near
Will linger on till tomorrow is today
My love's a rhapsody the breezes sigh
In my heart it sings and echoes to the sky
Such a love will live on through eternity
That's my unfinished symphony

Such a love will live on through eternity
That's my unfinished symphony

Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers
Composer(s): Steve Hanley; Craig Scanlon; Mark E. Smith
Performer(s): The Fall



Porterage down
The dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Sells person mobile
Porterage down
Dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim
One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall
Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards
Trapped in their town
Their bracing criminals in panicky hall
No time for The Fall group
I'll put you down
Porterage down
To the dark gross chapel
These stepped streets around now
(So's cro-cellar...)
I'll put you down
To the gross chapel
You were right said Peter
Dying for a smoke
But you should've said to them please
(Job's idea) how little they (...)
(Like Canava's) coming up assaulted
They were as fed up as I was
Waiting outside after putting blame on you
Porterage down
(I slam) I am ailing
Porterage down
(...)
Wearing his clothes, they (...)
and their commandos live happy
In that scaly (eard)
Where (air) were commandos
Storm all pallisades
Our leaders will not refuse us
We will (tangle maze)
Throw them from glasses
And about the enemy's ears
Sing
Ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
I'll put you down

That Did It, Marie
Composer(s): Irene Higginbotham - Fred Meadows
Performer(s): Peggy Lee; Benny Goodman



I was an icky, couldn't get in the groove
Till this old band began to move
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

The heat was rising to a hundred and five
When all the cats gave out the jive
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

Dig that sax you jumpin jacks
Does that eighty-eighter send ya
Jump jump jump it to that trumpet
Satch is gonna blow a bunch of riffs
Ha!

They called me squarey when I walked in at eight
By twelve o'clock they called me gate
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

My Uncle
Composer(s): Graham Parsons; Chris Hillman
Originally performed by: The Flying Burrito Brothers



A letter came today from the draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionnaire
It asked me lots of things about my mama and papa
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
A sad old soldier once told me a story
About a battlefield that he was on
He said a man should never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is wrong
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground, yeah
Now, I don't know how much I owe my uncle
But I suspect it's more than I can pay
He's asking me to sign a three-year contract
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
That tends to keep a good man underground

Groovy Situation
Composer(s): Herman Davis; Russell R. Lewis
Performer(s): Gene Chandler;
and various other artists



That girl I'm gonna make her mine 
If it takes all night 
That girl I'm gonna make her mine 
If it takes all night 
Good evening sweet darling 
May I ask your name 
You seem to be lonely 
Well don't worry I'm feeling the same 

Oh, it's a groovy situation 
A splendid combination 
That we should meet 
At a time like this 
Oh it's a groovy situation 
a splendid combination 
You're something that 
I just can't miss 

It's been a long time sweet darling 
since love has come my way 
But I'm trying so hard 
To find the right words to say 

Oh, it's a groovy situation 
A splendid combination 
That we should meet 
At a time like this 
Oh it's a groovy situation 
a splendid combination 
You're something that 
I just can't miss

That Certain Smile
Composer(s): D. Mitchell - Midge Ure
Performer(s): Midge Ure



Cross your heart and hope to die it's love
A perfect world in my minds eye and oh
The face that's watching me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile
Hold your hand up
swear to God
it's love
Help me to believe
because for all
The words you said to me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile
Take my tears and smile for me
it's love
Take my soul
my heart
my fears for oh
The way you're touching me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile
Bring me passion
bring me lust or love
Bring me only truth
because for all
The times you said to me tonight - have me 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile

My Turn On Earth
Composer(s): Lex de Azevedo; Carol Lynn Pearson



The world turns 'round like a merry go round
It lets some off and it takes some on
Some horses are high and some horses are low
Some turns are short and some turns are long

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

Well never mind just how long you stay
The size or shade of the horse you've got
Just see all the sights and hear all the sounds
And feel the sun, and you'll learn a lot

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

The world turns 'round like a Ferris wheel
Some times you're low and sometimes you're high
But even way down you can never forget
The thrill you feel when you're touchin' the sky

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

Groovin'
Composer(s): Brigati; Cavaliere
Performer(s): The Young Rascals



Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of

Movin' down a crowded avenue
Doing anything we like to do
There's always lots of things that we can see
You can be anyone we like to be
All those happy people we could meet
Just groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really, couldn't get away too soon

We'll keep on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it coming closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly

Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away to soon
No, No, No, No
Groovin'
Groovin'

That Certain Female
Composer(s): Charlie Feathers
Performer(s): Charlie Feathers



Well
Ah huh-uh-uh-huh, oooow!

Yeah!

Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind
And I’m’a lookin’ for me a woman
But she’s mighty hard ta’find

Oh’I asked my country cousin
Check the hottest spots in town
Oh that little-bitty woman
Well she just ain’t around

Ooww! Hey, hey, ho!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go

Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman’s got’ta show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know

Ooooooww!!

Yes!
Do it!
Do it twice!
Woo!

Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind

I said I’m lookin’ for me a woman
She’s mighty hard ta’ find
I asked my country cousin
Where’s she hangin’ out

Lost this little bitty woman, she’s just outta sight

Oh ho ho Ho!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Checkin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go

Waitin’
Watchin’
That woman, she’s gonna show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know…

Ooohhh... Now...

I just need a simple
Where she’s hanging out
I promise’ta make it worth your while
If you mark her out
Name your price and make it fast
Waited much too long
Got that woman on the mind
I’m gonna bring’er home

Oh Yeah!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
OW!
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the goooo

Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman, she gonna show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know

Baby, I need you...
How much you’ll never know

Lord, I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know!

Owww! 

My Truly, Truly Fair
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
and various other artists



(Oh, hooo)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly, truly fair)
(There's songs to sing her)
(Trinkets to bring her)
(Flowers for her golden hair)

My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Now, some men plow the open plains
Some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid
For work I have no time

She's my truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Now once I sailed from Boston Bay 
Bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore

Back to my truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
I love she and she loves me
Pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live-long night 
'Bout who loves who the most

My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Ah, Soon I'm gonna marry her
Love her till I die
There ain't no livin' on love alone
But still I'm gonna try

(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair 
(For her golden hair)
How I love my truly fair 
(Loves his truly fair)
Wow! How I love my truly fair 
(How he loves his truly fair)