Thomas The Rhymer
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Steeleye Span; Maddy Prior



True Thomas sat on Huntley bank
And he beheld a lady gay
A lady that was brisk and bold
Come riding o'er the ferny brae

Her skirt was of the grass green silk
Her mantle of the velvet fine
At every lock of her horse's mane
Hung fifty silver bells and nine

True Thomas, he pulled off his cap
And bowed him low down to his knee
`All hail, thou mighty Queen of Heaven
Your like on earth I ne'er did see'

`No, no Thomas she said
That name does not belong to me
I am the queen of fair Elfland
And I have come to visit thee'

`You must go with me Thomas she said
True Thomas you must go with me
And must serve me seven years
Through well or woe, as chance may be'

Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer 

She turned about her milk white steed
And took Thomas up behind
And aye whenever her bridle rang
Her steed flew swifter than the wind

For forty days and forty nights
They rode through red blood to the knee
And they saw neither sun nor moon
But heard the roaring of the sea

And they rode on and further on
Further and swifter than the wind
Until they came to a desert wide
And living land was left behind

`Don't you see yon narrow, narrow road
So thick beset with thorns and briars?
That is the road to righteousness
Though after it but few enquire'

`Don't you see yon broad, broad road
That lies across the lily leaven?
That is the road to wickedness
Though some call it the road to heaven'

`Don't you see yon bonnie, bonnie road
That lies across the ferny brae?
That is the road to fair Elfland
Where you and I this night must go'

Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer
Hark and carp, come along with me, Thomas the Rhymer 

Crucifixión
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Cuando sufres las cárceles del silencio
cuando duermes los sueños de la ignorancia
eres un crucificado

Cuando en tu sacrificio cobras desprecio
cuando mueres poco a poco cada día
eres un crucificado

Despiértate, despierta
de tu crucifixión

Cuando callas tus razones por el miedo
cuando a tus hijos ves crecer en el hambre
eres un crucificado

Cuando en vano clamas en este desierto
cuando siendo un hombre tan sólo eres sombra
eres un crucificado

Despiértate, despierta
de tu crucifixión

Jazzman
Composer(s): Carole King; Dave Palmer
Performer(s): Carole King;
and various other artists



Left me, won't you lift me above the old routine
Make it nice, play it clean jazzman

When the jazzman's testifyin'
a faithless man believes
He can sing you into paradise
or bring you to your knees
It's a gospel kind of feelin', a touch of Georgia slide
A song of pure revival and a style that's sanctified

Jazzman take my blues away
Make my pain the same as yours
with every change you play
Jazzman, oh jazzman

When the jazzman's signifyin', and the band is windin' low
It's the late night side of morning in the darkness of his soul
He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears
He can cry like a fallen angel when risin' time is near

Jazzman take my blues away
Make my pain the same as yours with every change you play
Oh lift me, won't you lift me with ev'ry turn around
Play it sweetly, take me down, oh jazzman

Thomas O'Malley Cat
Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson
Performer(s): Phil Harris



I like a cheech-a-cheech-chee-roni 
Like they make at home 
Or a healthy fish with the big backbone 
I'm Abraham deLacy 
Giuseppe Casey 
Thomas O'Malley
O'Malley, the alley cat! 

I've got that wanderlust 
Gotta walk the scene 
Gotta kick up highway dust
Feel the grass that's green 
Gotta strut them city streets
Showin' off my eclat, yeah 
Tellin' my friends of the social elite 
Or some cute cat I happen to meet 
I'm Abraham deLacy
Giuseppe Casey 
Thomas O'Malley
O'Malley, the alley cat! 

I'm king of the highway
Prince of the boulevard 
Duke of avant garde
The world is my backyard
So if you're goin' my way 
That's the road you wanna seek
Calcutta to Rome or 
Home-sweet-home in Paris
Magnifique, you all 

I only got myself 
And this big old world
When I sip that cup of life
With my fingers curled 
I don't worry what road to take
I don't have to think of that 
Whatever I take is the road I make
It's the road of life make no mistake, for me 
Yeah, Abraham deLacy 
Giuseppe Casey 
Thomas O'Malley
O'Malley, the alley cat! 

That's right 
And I'm very proud of that 
Yeah! 

Crown Of Thorns
Performer(s): Lydia Lunch



Die a thousand times
A crown of thorns
Thrown off the shelf
My eyes are burnt
My cries in heat
I die for you
You try to hide
I'm hiding
Die a thousand times
For every lie you hide inside

Jazzin' The Blues Away
Composer(s): Dick Heinrich; Jeff Branen
Performer(s): Rosy McHargue



Mister let me tell you this is no place to be 
I just got to beat it you can take it from me 
Slip on your tuxedo and grab your hat
No use hanging 'round this flat 
Let's all go

Wait until you hear that moanin' groanin' trombone 
Played by Alexander he can't let it alone 
Crashing of them cymbals fills you with "pep" 
Ev'rybody watch your step 
Let's all go

Down to the hall down to that Ebony ball 
That one place I always lose those doggone Indigo blues 
because I'm sure to meet my Honey 
the gal that gets my money 
Mister Jazz and his band 
They sure do make you feel grand 
My goodness how they can play while with your baby you sway 
They are Jazzin' the Blues away

Les Moustaches De Thomas
Performer(s): Fernandel



D'son grand-père et d'son père, Thomas avait hérité
Les moustaches héréditaires qu'il avait déjà bébé
A l'âge de jouer aux billes, ça lui servait pas beaucoup
Mais à l'âge de plaire aux filles, c'était un fameux atout!

Thomas, Thomas, Oh! Thomas! Quel ravage ça fera
Thomas, Thomas, quelle splendeur! Tes belles moustaches de sapeur!

En passant sous les arcades, chaque soir après minuit
C'est la même sérénade que l'on entend dans la nuit
C'est la même sérénade, mais jamais au même endroit
A vraiment, elles se baladent, les moustaches de Thomas

Thomas, Thomas, Oh! Thomas! Quel ravage ça fera
Thomas, Thomas, quelle splendeur! Tes belles moustaches de sapeur!

Quand on embrasse une fille, comme c'est toujours dans le cou
Faut voir comme elle se tortille, ça lui fait des "goulou-goulou"
Et si elle appelle sa mère, ce n'est pas pour qu'elle rapplique
Ce serait plutôt l'contraire, pas besoin que j'vous explique

Mama, Mama, Aïe! Mama! Ça me chatouille, j'aime ça
Thomas, Thomas, quelle splendeur! Tes belles moustaches de sapeur!

Pour son service militaire, hélas Thomas s'en alla
Et plus d'une fille regretèrent, ses moustaches, écétéra
Quand il revient au village, après avoir fait son temps
Dans la rue, sur son passage, chantait le coeur des enfants

Papa, Papa, Aïe! Papa! Criait les gosses à Thomas
Ils avaient tous, comme Thomas
Ils avaient tous, quelle splendeur! Des belles moustaches de sapeur!

Crown Of Creation
Composer(s): Paul Kantner
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane; Jefferson Starship



You are the Crown of Creation
You are the Crown of Creation
and you've got no place to go

Soon you'll attain the stability you strive for
in the only way that it's granted
in a place among the fossils of our time

In loyalty to their kind
they cannot tolerate our minds
In loyalty to our kind
we cannot tolerate their obstruction

Life is Change
How it differs from the rocks
I've seen their ways too often for my liking
New worlds to gain
My life is to survive
and be alive
for you

Jazz Police
Composer(s): Jeff Fisher; Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen



Can you tell me why the bells are ringing?
Nothing's happened in a million years
I've been sitting here since Wednesday morning
Wednesday morning can't believe my ears 

Jazz police are looking through my folders
Jazz police are talking to my niece
Jazz police have got their final orders
Jazzer, drop your axe, it's Jazz police! 

Jesus taken serious by the many
Jesus taken joyous by a few
Jazz police are paid by J. Paul Getty
Jazzers paid by J. Paul Getty II 

Jazz police I hear you calling
Jazz police I feel so blue
Jazz police I think I'm falling
I'm falling for you 

Wild as any freedom loving racist
I applaud the actions of the chief
Tell me now oh beautiful and spacious
Am I in trouble with the Jazz police? 

Jazz police are looking through my folders ... 

They will never understand our culture
They'll never understand the Jazz police
Jazz police are working for my mother
Blood is thicker margarine than grease 

Let me be somebody I admire
Let me be that muscle down the street
Stick another turtle on the fire
Guys like me are mad for turtle meat 

Jazz police I hear you calling
Jazz police I feel so blue
Jazz police I think I'm falling
I'm falling for you

This Year's Kisses
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
First performance by: Alice Faye - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists



I didn't cry when romance was through
I looked around for somebody new
Since my romance, I've kissed one or two
But I'm afraid their kisses won't do

This year's crop of kisses
Don't seem as sweet to me

This year's crop just misses
What kisses used to be

This year's new romance
Doesn't seem to have a chance
Even helped by Mister Moon above

This year's crop of kisses
Is not for me
For I'm still wearing last year's love

Crow
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg; Sound Effects



Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road 
I heard your song, crow, for the first time 
Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low 
Made me feel as I was running from a crime 
Made me feel as I was running from a crime 

Some say she died of drowning in the river deep 
Some say she died of a sudden start 
Some say they found her swinging from my old man's tree 
And some folks say she died of a broken heart
And some folks say she died of a broken heart 

I can't believe they would pay men just to hunt me down 
But silver coins to each one do they give 
And by now there's a gallows standing in the town 
And I wonder how much more I have to live 
And I wonder how much more I have to live

Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road 
I heard your song, crow, for the last time. 
Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low 
Made me feel as I was running from a crime 
Made me feel as I was running... 
from a crime

Jazz Baby
Composer(s): Blanche Merrill; M.K. Jerome
Performer(s): Marion Harris;
and various other artists



My daddy was a rag-time trombone player
My mammy was a rag-time cabaret-er
They met one day at a tango tea
There was a syncopated wedding
And then came me
Folks think the way I walk is a fad
But it's just a birthday present from my mammy and dad
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
I wanna be jazzin' all the time
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
Full of jazzbo harmony
Ya' know, that Walk the Dog and Ball the Jack
That caused all the talk
Well, that's just a copy of the way I nat'chally walk
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
Little jazz baby that's me

Rocked to sleep while my cradle went to and fro
To and fro to the tune of the Tickle-toe
Ever since I started in to growing
I loved to hear the music playin'
See my dear old mammy swayin'
Jazz, jazz; that's all I ever knew
All day long 
Whoo! I never would get through
Jazz, jazz
That's all I wanna do
Play me a little jazz
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby!
Little Jazz Baby that's all

This Year's Girl
Composer(s): Elvis Costello
Performer(s): Elvis Costello



See her picture in a thousand places
'cause she's this year's girl
You think you all own little pieces
of this year's girl
Forget your fancy manners
forget your English grammar
'cause you don't really give a damn
about this year's girl

Still you're hoping that she's well spoken
'cause she's this year's girl
You want her broken with her mouth wide open
'cause she's this year's girl
Never knowing it's a real attraction
all these promises of satisfaction
while she's being bored to distraction
being this year's girl

Time's running out. She's not happy with the cost
There'd be no doubt, only she's forgotten
much more than she's lost

A bright spark might corner the market
in this year's girl
You see yourself rolling on the carpet
with this year's girl
Those disco synthesizers
those daily tranquilizers
those body building prizes
those bedroom alibis
all this, but no surprises for this year's girl
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl

Crossword Puzzle
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
First release by: Dana - 1972



Isn't life a little bit like a crossword puzzle?
Giving you lots of trouble
I'm scratching my head to find the clues
In the black and white that make up yesterday's news
And my crossword puzzle is keeping me in a muddle
And just as I think I've got it working out
I've not

Waa....

We've had our crossword or two
Me and you
I guess I chose the wrong letters 
when I said I'd stay with you 
for better or for worse

Isn't life a little bit like a crossword puzzle?
Words have a double meaning
Some you can win and some you lose
That's the name of the game 
But still I'm confused
By my crossword puzzle
It's keeping me in a muddle
And just as I think I've got it working out
I've not

Waa....

Jazz À Gogo
Composer(s): Alain Goraguer
Performer(s): France Gall



Après le bop slow
Pour que ça reste chaud
Je sais ce qu'il nous faut
C'est du jazz à gogo

Tout ceux qui l'aime bien
Et moi qui l'aime bien
On va chanter ensemble
Pourvu que ça balance

O.K. pour la guitare
O.K. pour la batterie
Et pour la contrebasse
Et le piano aussi

Tout ceux qui l'aime bien
Et moi qui l'aime bien
On va danser ensemble
Pourvu que ça balance

Et dans tous les pays
De New-York à Paris
Parlons la même langue
Le jazz mène la danse

This World Today Is A Mess
Performer(s): Donna Hightower



What you do and what you say
Has alot to do in how you live today
What you want and what you make
Everybody knows it's only what you take

What you see and what you hear
When it comes around again it's never clear
You say yes they say no
Everyone is talking everywhere you go

You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
Never do to others what they do to you
Try to find another way to make it through

What I say is what I know
Try to get a favor going door to door
You stop and pray,it's out of style
To get a step ahead it takes a hundred miles

What I say is what I know
Try to get a favor going door to door
You stop and pray you know that's out of style
To get a step ahead it takes a hundred miles
You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
You'd better do it to them before they do it to you

What you do and what you say
Has alot to do in how you live today
What you want and what you make
Everybody knows it's only what you take

And now what you see and what you hear
When it comes around again it's nota going
To be the same again
Because,you say yes and they say no
Everyone is talking and talkin' blah blah 
Everywhere you go

And you know somethin'
You try to give another man a helping hand
You know what he is going to do?
He gonna take your kindness for a weaker stand
You try do to others what they do to you
Forget it,it's going to be some other kind of thing
Try to find another way to make it through

You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
Never do to others what they do to you
Try to find another way to make it through...

Cross-Tie Walker
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Paul Johnson



I went down to the station, just to take a ride
I went down to the station, just to take a ride
Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind

Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band
I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand
And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train
Train, train, train, train

Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down
Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down
I'm just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run
Run, run, run, run

If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time
If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time
'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line
Run, run, run, run

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm....

Javanaise Remake
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Marc Lavoine



J'avoue
J'en ai
Bavé
Pas vous
Love
Avant
D'avoir
Eu vent
De vous
Love

À votre
Avis
Qu'avons-
Nous vu
Love
De vous
À moi
Vous m'a-
Vez eu
Love

Hélas
Avril
En vain
Me voue
Love
J'avais
Envie
De voir
En vous
Love

La vie
Ne vaut
D'être
Vécue
Love
Mais c'est
Vous qui
L'avez
Voulu
Love

Navré
D'avoir
Ouvert
Mes veines
Love
Pour une vraie
Sava
lavo
Paveu
Love

Dream Blues
Composer(s): Gertrude "Ma" Rainey
Performer(s): Ma Rainey



Had a dream last night
And the night before
Had a dream last night
And the night before
Gonna get drunk tonight
I won't dream no more

In my bed
Didn't treat me right
Lord, I dreamed my man
Didn't treat me right
Like my poor dead Father
And walked the streets all night

I saw my man
Fall on his knees and cry
Thought I saw my man
Fall on his knees and cry
Take me back, Mama
Or else I'll die

Lord, I wonder
What am I to do
Lord, Lord, I wonder
What am I to do
When everybody's
Gonna mistreat you

My heart is achin'
Mama feel like cryin'
Lord, my heart is achin'
Mama feels like cryin'
Yes, I had a bad dream last night
Mama don't mind dyin'

Cross Roads In Your Heart
Composer(s): Luther Dixon; George Kerr
Performer(s): The Shirelles



Hey baby, I should have known from the very start 
That this love we had didn't last 
You got crossroads in your heart 
They're goin' north yeah yeah oh 
They're goin' north, south, east & west 
I thought your love was true 
And now my love will never do 

Hey hey baby, hey hey baby 
I found out, without a doubt 
You got crossroads in your heart 

You went north to get a little kissin' 
You went south to get a few hugs 
You went east to get what you were missin' 
You went west to get my love 

Hey hey baby, hey hey baby 
Hey hey baby 
You got crossroads in your heart 
 

Go north, north & south, go east, east & west 
You know right right right from wrong 
And lovin' you, I do love every 

Hey hey baby, hey hey baby 
I found out, without a doubt 
You got crossroads in your heart 

Go north, north & south, go east, east & west 
You know right right right from wrong 
And lovin' you, I do love every 

(repeat): 
Hey hey baby