The River Of Dreams
Composer(s): Billy Joel
Performer(s): Billy Joel



In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To a river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And its too hard to cross

And even though I know the river is wide
I walk down in the evening and I stand on the shore
And try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find out what I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
And I've been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I would never lose
Something somebody stole

I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesnt take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is that I've been looking for

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To a river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Smething so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night

I'm not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That runs to the promised land

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night

Cleo
Composer(s): Lee S. Roberts - J. Will Callahan



Pale moonlight! 
A wondrous night! 
My fancy takes its flight to Rainbow Isle
Swaying trees a truant breeze 
All bring you to me just for a while

Some June night love's magic light 
May guide your boat a right to Rainbow Isle
O'er the sea of memory 
Some time, in the golden 
After while

Cleo, I see only you
And the dream makes me lonesome and blue
Brings back that moment divine 
When I fancied your heart answered mine 
Cleo, 'twill be only you 
And I'd give all this world if you knew
Just how I'm yearning, and wait for your returning 
Come back to me
My Cleo, do!

Reste Encore Avec Moi
Italian Title: Non Mi Dire Chi Sei
Composer(s): G. Calabrese; 
U. Bindi; P.Delanoë
Performer(s): Dalida



Reste encore avec moi le temps de te dire un dernier je t'aime
Après tu partiras mais tu te souviendras
De nos anciennes joies quoi qu'il advienne

Reste encore avec moi le temps de pleurer mes dernières larmes
Après je sourirai, après je le promets
Je ne t'ennuierai plus jamais

Je voudrai tant que tu gardes en toi
Le souvenir de l'amour qui meurt
Je voudrai tant que viennent parfois
Danser mon ombre dans l'ombre de ton bonheur

Reste encore avec moi le temps de te dire un dernier je t'aime
Elles ont pour moi tant de prix les secondes
Où finit ma vie ou dans mon cœur tout s'effondre

Reste encore avec moi le temps de te dire un dernier je t'aime
Tu l'emporteras dans ton cœur dans tes rêves
Ce mot de bonheur qui vient mourir sur mes lèvres

Tu le sais ton départ c'est la fin de ce monde
De ce monde
Pour moi

The River Is Wide
Composer(s): Nick Reynolds
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio



The river is wide, I cannot see
Nor do I have light wings to fly
There'll be a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I

My love is like the lofty tree
It shudders fears and then sways free
If it should fade when the summer's through
She'll bloom again when Spring shines through

When love is young, then love is fine
Just like a gem when first it's new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like the morning dew

The river is wide, I cannot see
Nor do I have light wings to fly
There'll be a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I

Clémentine
Composer(s): Jean Rougeul - Christiane Verger
Performer(s): Yves Montand



Sous un léger corsage qui fait des plis
Deux petits seins bien sages
Comme c'est joli
J'allais vers la colline
Sous un grand ciel tout bleu
Et je voyais briller les yeux
De Clémentine, de Clémentine

Elle descendait sur le chemin
Disait bonjour avec sa main
J'avais seize ans comme elle
Je la trouvais si belle
Que je n'osais pas lui parler
Et sur le bord de la rivière
Je la regardais s'en aller
Ses cheveux blonds comme une crinière
Et son jupon flottant si haut
Qu' on voyait ses jarretières
Elle a trébuché sur une pierre
Elle est tombée dans l'eau

Sous un léger corsage qui fait des plis
Deux petits seins bien sages
Comme c'est joli
J'allais vers la colline
Sous un grand ciel tout bleu
Et je voyais briller les yeux
De Clémentine, de Clémentine

Quand je l'ai vue tomber dans l'eau
Moi j'ai couru dans les roseaux
J'avais seize ans comme elle
Je ta trouvais si belle
Que j'ai plongé pour la sauver
Mais j'ai coulé dans la rivière
Car je ne savais pas nager
C'est elle qui m'a ramené à terre
Toute mouillée contre mon corps
Sa poitrine était douce
Nous étions couchés sur la mousse
Elle m' a serré très fort

Un peu beaucoup et même
À la folie
La première fois qu'on aime
Comme c'est joli
Les amours enfantines
Quels secrets merveilleux
Je vois toujours briller les yeux
De Clémentine, de Clémentine

Reste
Composer(s): Pierre Bayle; Jacques Simonot
Performer(s): Edith Piaf



On s'était quittés tous les deux
Et, brusquement, là, c'est curieux
On se retrouve face à face
On croyait ne plus se revoir
Puisqu'après une scène, un soir
Je t'ai dit: "Pars! Que tout s'efface!"
Maintenant que tout est bien fini
Et que nos cœurs se sont repris
Ne pensons plus qu'aux jolis gestes
Causons en amis, simplement
Non! Ne pars pas! Rien qu'un moment...
Allons, voyons, je t'en prie...
Reste...

Reste, que nous parlions un peu
Du temps où nous étions heureux
Car nous le fûmes, j'imagine
En cet instant mon cœur ému
Vraiment, ne se rappelle plus...
Que de nos minutes divines
Le mal que nous nous sommes fait
Petit à petit, disparaît
Lorsque j'évoque tout le reste
Ta main frémit entre mes doigts...
Tu te rappelles... alors pourquoi
Vouloir t'en aller déjà?
Reste...

Reste! A moins qu'au fond de ton cœur
Plus rien existe, j'en ai peur
Ta vie serait-elle à une autre?
...Oui? Alors, tu ne me m'aimes plus!
Un nouvel amour est venu
Remplacer la trace du nôtre
Ah! Tu vas la retrouver ce soir...
Aussi, quel désir, quel espoir
En toi soudain se manifestent
Oh non! Pas encore! Je ne veux pas!...
Tu n'iras pas entre ses bras!
Tu n'iras pas, entends-tu?
Reste!

Reste! Oh pardon!... Je souffre trop!
Je suis là et je dis des mots
Qui te laissent voir ma détresse...
Sans toi, chaque nuit je pleurais
Et, te retrouvant, j'espérais
Au moins un élan de tendresse...
Mais quoi? Des larmes dans tes yeux?
Est-ce un remords, est-ce un adieu?
Vois, je n'ai plus qu'un dernier geste
Et c'est de t'offrir mon pauvre cœur
Où survit tout notre bonheur...
Oh! Chéri!... Tu restes!... Tu restes...

The River Is Wide
Composer(s): Baker Knight - Billy Admire
Performer(s): The Grassroots; Forum



The sky was clear on that windy day
'Til the clear blue sky began to turn to gray
The lightning flashed, the thunder roared above
Then fell a drop of rain to start our love

Let the river get wide, the river gets long, now
The water runs deep as our love gets strong now
So baby don't you fight and say you belong now to me...

Upon the roof we heard the gentle rain
Wth the rhythm of our heartbeats down it came
As it hit each rock our hearts could feel the pain
No one on earth can stop a drop of rain

And the river get wide, the river gets long, now
The water runs deep as our love gets strong now
So baby don't you fight and say you belong now to me...

Let the river get wide, the river gets long, now
The water runs deep as our love gets strong now
So baby don't you fight and say you belong now to me, yea

Let the river get wide, the river gets long, now
The water runs deep as our love gets strong now
So baby don't you fight and say you belong now to me

Let the river get wide, the river gets long, now

Clementine
Composer(s): Woody Harris
Performer(s): Bobby Darin



In a cavern down by a canyon 
Excavatin' for a mine
There lived a miner from North Carolina 
And his daughter, chubby Clementine

Now every mornin', just about dawnin' 
A'when the sun begins to shine 
You know she would rouse up, wake all a dem cows up 
And walk 'em down to her Daddy's mine

A'took the foot bridge, way 'cross the water 
Though she weighed two-ninety nine
The old bridge trembled and disassembled 
(Oops!) dumped her into the foamy brine

Hey, crackle like thunder, (ho, ho) she went under 
(ho, ho) blowin bubbles (bubble sound) down the line
Hey, I'm no swimm'a but were she slimm'a 
I might'a saved that Clementine

(Ho) broke the record, way under water 
I thought that she was doin' fine. 
I wasn't nervous ya until the service 
That they held for Clementine 

Hey you sailor (ho, ho) way out in your whaler 
With a harpoon, your trusty line
If she shows now, yo, there she blows now
It just may be chunky Clementine

(One more time) 
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin', oh my darlin' 
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin' sweet Clementine
You may be gone 
But! 
You're not forgotten
Fare thee well 
So long, Clementine 
(Bubble sound) Bye!

Reste
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Reste
Reste encore
Avec moi
Sur mon corps
Dans mes bras
Enlacée
Essoufflée
Assouvie
Etourdie
Reste au chaud
Alanguie
Dans l'enclos
De la nuit
Sur mon cœur
Sans pudeur
Eperdue
Presque nue

Reste ainsi
Sur ta faim
Sur ma vie
Dans mes mains
Décoiffée
Possédée
Etendue
Détendue
Reste là
Sans un mot
Sur ta joie
Sur ma peau
Dans l'espoir
Dans le noir
Jusqu'au jour
Mon amour

The River
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen



I come from down in the valley
Where mister, when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and Mary we met in high school
When she was just seventeen
We'd drive out of this valley down to where the fields were green

We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride

Then I got Mary pregnant
And, man, that was all she wrote
And for my 19th birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse
And the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle
No flowers, no wedding dress

That night we went down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company
But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember
Mary acts like she don't care

But I remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me
They haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse,
that sends me 
Down to the river
though I know the river is dry
That sends me down to the river tonight
Down to the river
My baby and I
Oh down to the river we ride

Clear Night Moonlight
Composer(s): Barry Hay - George Kooymans
Performer(s): Golden Earring



I wanna go ahead until I just run out of gas
We gotta beat the road with four-wheel thunder
There's a Cadillac dealer in Kansas City counting money
And the highway patrol ain't going nowhere

Don't say no, don't say no, don't make me grieve
Don't say no, don't say no, you gotta feel the breeze

On a clear night yeah, moonlight yeah
You and me and the car
Under a thousands stars
Clear night yeah, moonlight yeah
That's all the magic we need
So, don't you go turnin' my dream into a nightmare

Come on honey, let's ride right out of here
Imagine you and I, leavin' it all behind
Find another world, beyond the turnpike
There'll be lots of people uptight
Maybe some FBI, and your daddy screamin' bloody murder

Don't say no, don't say no, don't make me grieve
Don't say no, don't say no, you gotta feel the breeze

On a clear night yeah, moonlight yeah
You and me and the car
Under a thousands stars
Clear night yeah, moonlight yeah
That's all the magic we need
So, don't you go turnin' my dream into a nightmare

Come on honey, let's ride right out of here
Picture the two of us, we're so happy, so much in love
You know how the story goes
At the end of the rainbow
There's a bag of gold

Resta Cu'mme
Composer(s): Domenico Modugno; Dino Verde
Performer(s): Domenico Modugno;
and various other artists



Ammore...Ammore...Ammore...
Dimme tu che ll' aggi' 'a di'
dimme tu comme aggi' 'a fa
stasera
dimane
pe' 'a fa restà...
Resta cu' mme
pe' carità
statte cu' mme
nun me lassà
Famme penà
famme 'mpazzì
famme dannà
ma dimme si
Moro pe'tte
vivo pe'tte
vita d' 'a vita mia
Nun me 'mporta d'o passato
nun me 'mporta 'e chi t'avuto
resta cu' mme, cu' mme

The Ring Fell Under The Sofa
Composer(s): Barnett - Fain
Performer(s): Billy Cotton



We would have been married for twenty two years
But the ring fell under the sofa
With her finger held high, I proposed with a sigh
But then nervously I missed the mark

We have our own house now all paid up in full
But the ring fell under the sofa
I’d have found it no doubt, but the lights were all out
And I can’t get about in the dark

A parlour search is now our game
The chairs are like new, no one’s sat in ‘em (sat in ‘em)
But when we’re through it’s always the same
No, no, no, no, no platinum

I lost the deposit but what do I care
We’re the best of sweethearts today
Yes the ring fell under the sofa
But maybe it’s better that way

That is the tale of a fellow
Who’d like to unburden his mind
Never was romance so hampered
By fate so severe and unkind
His story has yet to end
So pay strict attention, my friend

I fully intended to make her my wife
But the ring fell under the sofa
She’d have stood by my side, such a beautiful bride
While the clergyman tied up the knot (tied the knot)

By now I’d be hen-pecked and love might have died
But the ring fell under the sofa
And I’m happy to say when I found it next day
I just hid it away on the spot

A parlour search is now our game
The chairs are like new, no one’s sat in ‘em
But when we’re through it’s always the same
No, no, no, no, no platinum

We might have been married for better or worse
But I’m still a bachelor gay
For the ring fell under the sofa
And I like it better, and I like it better
Yes I like it better that way

Cleanup Time
Composer(s): John Lennon
Performer(s): John Lennon & Yoko Ono



Moonlight on the water
Sunlight on my face
You and me together
We are in our place 
The God's are in the heavens
Angels treat us well
Oracle has spoken
We cast the perfect spell 
The queen is in the counting house
Counting out the money
The king is in the kitchen
Making bread and honey
No friends and yet no enemies
Absolutely free
No rats aboard the magic ship
Of perfect harmony 
Now it begins, let it begin
Cleanup Time
Hey, cleanup time
Cleanup time
Well, well, well 
However far we travel
Wherever we may roam
The centre of the circle
Will always be our home
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, cleanup time
Cleanup time 
Cleanup time 
Cleanup time 
Cleanup time 
Cleanup time 
Cleanup time

Rest Your Love On Me
Composer(s): Barry Gibb
Performer(s): The Bee Gees;
Andy Gibb; Conway Twitty;
George Nooks; Damon Troy



Maybe you don't know me anymore then I know you
And I wouldn't blame you if you walked away 
I been watchin' you all evenin' with the teardrops in your eyes
And it touches me much more than I can say
You know I'd hate to think that someone 
could have hurt someone like you
And at times like this, I'd be right by your side 

Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket 
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles on my shoulder
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile

Saw you in the corner on the moment I walked in 
Saw your lonely face across the room 
No, I won't forget it
And the way it might have been 
Why did you have to leave so soon 
You know I'd hate to think that someone 
could have loved you more than me
And if I was them, I'd be right by your side

Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile

How long must I wait for the last train to leave here
And the last chance to know
Get to think that I was born too soon 
How long honey, when the lovin' don't come
I was there when you left me
Just didn't know how to begin 

Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile

Lay your troubles on my shoulders 
Put your worries in my pocket 
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile

Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your ...

Them There Eyes
Composer(s): Maceo Pinkard - William Tracey - Doris Tauber
First release by: Gus Arnheim and His Coconut Grove Orch. - 1930
Covered by multiple other artists



I fell in love with you first time I looked into
Them there eyes
You've got a certain lil' cute way of flirting with
Them there eyes
They make me feel happy
They make me feel blue
No stalling
I'm falling
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumping
Sure started something with
Them there eyes
You'd better watch them if you're wise
They sparkle
They bubble
They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
You're overworking them
There's danger lurking in
Them there eyes
Maybe you think I'm just flirting
Maybe you think I'm all lies
Just because I get romantic when I gaze in 
Them there eyes

Rigs Of The Time
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Maddy Prior
and multiple other artists



O, 'tis of an old butcher, I must bring him in
He charge two shillings a pound, and thinks it no sin
Slaps his thumb on the scale-weights and makes them go down
He swears it's good weight yet it wants half a pound 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

Now the next is a baker, I must bring him in
He charge fourpence a loaf and thinks it no sin
When he do bring it in, is not bigger than your fist
And the top of the loaf is popped off with the ye'st 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

No wonder the butter be a shilling a pound
See the little farmer's daughters, how they ride up and down
If you ask them the reason, they'll say: "Bone', alas
There's a French war and the cows have no grass 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

O the next is a publican, I must bring him in
He charge fourpence a quart, he thinks it no sin
When he do bring it in, the measure is short
The top of the pot is popped off with the froth 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

Here's next to the tailor who skimps with our clothes
And next the shoemaker who pinches our toes
We've nought in our bellies, our bodies are bare
No wonder we've reason to curse and to swear 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

Now the very best plan that I can find
Is to pop them all off in a high gale of wynd
And when they get up, the cloud it will bu'st
And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first 
Singing...

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time
Time, my boys
These are the rigs of the time

Cleaning Windows
Composer(s): Van Morrison
First release by: Van Morrison - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street
Got in my nose
As we carried our ladders down the street
With the wrought-iron rows
I went home and listened to Jimmy Rodgers in my lunch-break
Bought five Woodbines at the shop on the corner
And went straight back to work

Oh, Sam was up on top
And I was on the bottom with the v
We went for lemonade and Paris buns
At the shop and broke for tea
I collected from the lady
And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out
I was blowing saxophone on the weekend
In that down joint.

What's my line?
I'm happy cleaning windows
Take my time
I'll see you when my love grows
Baby don't let it slide
I'm a working man in my prime
Cleaning windows (number thirty-six)

I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon
On the street where I was born
Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee
Muddy Waters sing "I'm a Rolling Stone"
I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys' book on Zen
Curiosity killed the cat
Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road"

What's my line?
I'm happy cleaning windows
Take my time
I'll see you when my love grows
Baby don't let it slide
I'm a working man in my prime
Cleaning windows ...

Responsibility
Composer(s): Steve Forbert
Performer(s): Steve Forbert



Poor ole surrender Mimosa
Fin'ly burnt out by the sun
I feel pretty burnt out myself
When the long, hot summer is done
Summertime's long been my fav'rite
Now I can't grab it no more
Can't find no time for a fish on the line
Or that swing in the old Sycamore
I'm in such a hurry now
It starts to worry me
Stop an' smell the roses?
Baby I can't hardly see
No, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be
But I've got so much responsibility
Baby, you know how I'm working
Sorry I'm busy so much
Sorry those days when the world went our way
Are so hard to return to an'touch
Maybe our future looks brighter
Maybe our ship will come in
Maybe these years an'these muletrain careers
Will be things we wont think about then
But I'm in such a hurry now
It starts to worry me
Stop an' smell the roses?
Baby I can't hardly see
No, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be
But I've got so much responsibility
Competition's heavy on a hard line wreckin'crew
The good ones never leave an'still
There's always some one new
Pressure comes down hard up on a top notch rivet team
We don't get time to pace ourselves
We don't stand around and dream
Poor ole surrender Mimosa
Fin'ly burnt out by the heat
I feel pretty burnt out myself
When I make that ole turn down our street
Summertime's long been my fav'rite
Now it's ole autumn I love
Summertime fun on some beach in the sun
Is not somethin' I'm seein' much of
I'm in such a hurry now
It starts to worry me
Stop an' smell the roses?
Baby I can't hardly see
No, I aint forgotten just how good it all can be
But I've got so much responsibility

The Right To Rock
Composer(s): Howard Keel
Performer(s): Howard Keel



All my life I've been fighting
For the right to make my stand
Scream my anthem to the night
And hold the power in my hand
I'm gonna do it my way
Or not do it at all
Taking the world on my terms
I'll take it by the balls
I'm fighting for justice
For the american way
I believe in what I do
And I mean what I say
You got it - The right to rock
We've got it - The right to rock
Don't let anyone tell you
How to live your life
We won't turn it off
We'll never turn it down
'Cause it's our way of life
I'm fighting for freedom
For the golden rule
The right to say what I feel
And the right to say it to you