Tomo Y Obligo
Composer(s): Carlos Gardel - Manuel Romero
Performer(s): Carlos Gardel



Tomo y obligo, ¡mándese un trago!
que hoy necesito el recuerdo matar
sin un amigo, lejos del pago
quiero en su pecho mi pena volcar
Beba conmigo, y si se empaña
de vez en cuando mi voz al cantar
no es que la llore porque me engaña
¡yo sé que un hombre no debe llorar!

Si los pastos conversaran
esa pampa le diría
de qué modo la quería
con qué fiebre la adoré
cuántas veces de rodillas
tembloroso yo me hincaba
bajo el árbol deshojado
donde un día la besé
Y hoy al verla envilecida
a otros brazos entregada
fue pa' mí una puñalada
y de celos me cegué
y le juro, todavía
no consigo convencerme
cómo pude contenerme
¡si ahí no más no la maté!

Tomo y obligo, ¡mándese un trago!
¡De las mujeres mejor no hay que hablar!
Todas, amigo, dan muy mal pago
y hoy mi experiencia lo puede afirmar
Siga un consejo: ¡no se enamore!
y si una vuelta le toca hocicar
¡fuerza, canejo, sufra y no llore
que un hombre macho no debe llorar!

I Got The Hoss
Composer(s): House
Performer(s): Mel Tillis



Hey baby!
Let me see your brand new saddle
I'll put that pretty thing up on my hoss
Let's get it on real tight now
'Cause we don't want you a fallin' off

I got the hoss and she got the saddle
We like to ride side by side
Boy, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
Together we gonna ride, ride, ride

In the moonlight, by the river
By the honeysuckle vine
We'll be ridin', peepin' and hidin'
Till we see the morning light

Well, I got the hoss and you got the saddle
We gonna ride side by side
Whoa, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
Together we gonna ride, ride, ride

Hey baby!
Let's stop for a little while
I need to give my old hoss a rest
And you know they ain't no use
In us tryin' to wear out your brand new saddle

Hear the cricketts singin' softly
Never heard a sweeter sound
And you know cricketts do their singin'
By just rubbin' their legs around

Well, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
We like to ride side by side
Oh, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
Together we gonna ride, ride, ride

Well, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
We like to ride side by side
Oh, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
Together we gonna ride, ride, ride

Yeah, and I got the hoss and she got the saddle
We like to ride side by side
Oh, I got the hoss and she got the saddle
Together we gonna ride, ride, ride

Johnny Guitar
Composer(s): Victor Young; Peggy Lee
Performer(s): Peggy Lee;
and various other artists



Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
Maybe you're cold, but you're so warm inside
I was always a fool for my Johnny
For the one they call Johnny Guitar

Play it again Johnny Guitar

Whether you go, whether you stay, I love you
But if you're cruel, you can be kind I know
There was never a man like my Johnny
Like the one they call Johnny Guitar

Tommy’s Doll
Composer(s): Glen Tubb - Jack Moran
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



The kids all laughed at Tommy's Doll but Tommy didn’t care
Cause he felt so much better when that little doll was their
His Mom and Dad were busy doing things that parents do
So Tommy's Doll was all he had to tell his troubles too

When Tommy reach the age of five his Daddy said
“Now Son… It’s time to trade your dolly in for this soldier and this gun”
But Tommy said “O Daddy please… My dolly wants to stay”
But his father said “Now be a man” and he threw the doll away

Tommy never talked much after that
He just sort of went into a shell
But he never cried he just held inside
All those things he couldn’t tell

Then one day he saw his dolly way from a trashcan across the street
And like a flash he darted out his little friend to meet
He never saw the speeding car nor heard the screeching sound
And before the driver knew it, he had run poor Tommy down

The people came as people do and looked down at the boy
He just laid there for a moment like a tragic broken toy
Then reaching out his little arms he sat up straight and tall
And whispered with his dieing breath “Someone please hand me my doll”

I Got The
Composer(s): Labi Siffre
First release by: Labi Siffre - 1975



I got the blues but I don't mind
All I have to do is get to you
And than I feel just fine

I'm on a downer, but not all the way
When I'm feelin' low you do your thing just so
And then I feel OK

Your so good the way you give
So good, you're the best there is

I got the blues 
Got it oh so bad
When I think of me its hard to be
A person quite so sad

You got the answer
And it makes me glad
When I'm feelin' small you give me rock n' roll
And then I'm feelin' bad

Your so good the way you give
So good, you're the best there is

Just a lonely soul slowly dyin'
I was smilin' hard but I was lyin'
Then you sailed along with you're sweet dream
When you stole my heart I was with it

Mornin' come Sun don't shine
I'll get by without you
I was lost but now I'm found 
Tell me love it was you

Mornin' come Sun don't shine
I'll get by without you
I was lost but now I'm found 
Tell me love it was you

Just a lonely soul slowly dyin'
I was smilin' hard but I was lyin'
Then you sailed along with you're sweet dream
When you stole my heart I was with it

Johnny Get Angry
Composer(s): Hal David;
Sherman Edwards; Donald Meyer
Performer(s): Joanie Sommers; Shelley Fabares



Johnny, I said we were through
Just to see what you would do
You stood there and hung your head
Made me wish that I were dead

Chorus
Oh, Johnny get angry, Johnny get mad
Give me the biggest lecture I ever had
I want a brave man, I want a cave man
Johnny, show me that you care, really care for me

Every time you danced with me
You let Freddy cut in constantly
When he'd ask, you'd never speak
Must you always be so meek?

Chorus

Every girl wants someone who
She can always look up to
You know I love you, of course
Let me know that you're the boss

Chorus

Johnny, get angry, Johnny
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny

Tommy The Toreador
Composer(s): Lionel Bart - Tommy Steele
Performer(s): Tommy Steele



Took a freighter to Spain
Met up with a bull fighter
He soon taught me the score
Now my claim to fame is the crazy name
Tommy, the Toreador

No bullfighter in Spain
Sees a bull and turns whiter
Please don't leave me ashore
Kids that follow me, keep on calling me
Tommy, the Toreador

I've got a sword, I've got a cloak,
But when that bull is coming at you, it's no joke!

I would notify Spain
Find another bullfighter
But the ladies adore
Throwing roses to, growing closer to
Tommy, the Toreador

I would notify Spain
Find another bullfighter
But the ladies adore
Throwing roses to, growing closer to
Tommy, the Toreador

I'm not scootin' while Cupid's rootin' for
Tommy, the Toreador

I Got Stung
French Title: J’suis Mordu - 1960
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; David Hill
First release by: Elvis Presley - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists



Holy smoke
A land sakes alive!
I never thought this could happen to me

Mm, yeah! Mm, yeah!

I got stung by a sweet honey bee
Oh, what a feeling come over me
It started in my eyes
Crept up to my head
Flew to my heart
Till I was stung dead
I'm done, uh-uh
I got stung!

Mm, yeah! Mm, yeah!

She had all that I wanted and more
And I've seen honey bees before
Started buzzin' in my ear
Buzzin' in my brain
Got stung all over
But I feel no pain
I'm done, uh-uh
I got stung!

Now, don't think I'm complainin'
I'm might pleased we met
'Cause you gimme just one little peck
On the back of my neck
And I break out in a cold cold sweat
If I live to a hundred and two
I won't let nobody sting me but you
I'll be buzzin' 'round your hive
Ev'ry day at five
And I'm never gonna leave once I arrive
'Cause I'm done
Uh-uh, I got stung!

Johnny, Reviens!
English Title: Johnny B. Goode
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



J'étais avec une fille qui me plaisait bien
Mais j'ai du la quitter sans attendre demain
Malgré son amour elle ne me comprenait pas
Car elle était trop différente de moi

Elle n'a pas su comprendre
Pourquoi je l'ai quitté
Sitôt que je la vois
Elle ne sait que répéter

Reviens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Ah! Reviens vers moi

Et quand j'aurai voulu l'avoir seul avec moi
Elle amenait des copainss qui troublaient ma joie
Quand je voulais sortir elle ne le voulait pas
Si je ne cédait pas elle pleurait dans mes bras

Elle n'a pas su comprendre
Pourquoi je l'ai quitté
Sitôt que je la vois
Elle ne sait que répéter

Reviens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Ah! Reviens vers moi

Je l'ai retrouvé hier au soir avec mes copains
Elle m'a semblé changé elle n'avait plus de chagrin
Je croyais bien qu'elle m'avait enfin oublié
Mais il n'en était rien j'ai pu le constater

Elle n'a pas su comprendre
Pourquoi je l'ai quitté
Toujours elle ne fait que répéter

Reviens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Johnny reviens, viens
Ah! Reviens vers moi

We're Not Gonna Take It!
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969



Tommy:
Welcome to the camp
I guess you all know why we're here
My name is Tom and I became aware this year
If you want to follow me
you've got to play pinball
So put in your ear plugs
put on your shades
and you know where to put the cork!
He you getting drunk
so sorry, I've got you susses
He you smoking mother nature
you missed the bus
He hung up old mister normal
Don't try to gain my trust
'Cause you ain't gonna follow me
any of those ways
although you think you must!

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
Never did and never will
We don't have to take it
Gonna break it!
Gonna shake it!
Let's forget it better still!

Tommy:
Now you can't hear me
your ears are truly sealed
You can't speak either
your mouth is filled
You can't see nothing
and pinball completes the scene...
Here comes Uncle Ernie
to guide you to
your very own machine

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
Never did and never will
Don't want no religion
and as far as we can tell
we ain't gonna take you
Never did and never will
We're not gonna take you!
We forsake you!
Gonna rape you!
Let's forget you better still!
We forsake you
gonna rape you
Let's forget you... better still

Tommy:
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet!
Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get opinions
From you I get the story

J’suis Mordu
Adapted from: I Got Stung - 1958
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; David Hill; Daniel White
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1960



Ça remue dans tout mon corps
J'ai l’ cœur qui bat très fort
Voyez l’ résultat
Wououh!
Ah ah hou yeah!
Ah ah hou yeah!

J' suis mordu pour un p’tit oiseau bleu
Ça me travaille autant qu’ ça peut
Ça remue dans tout mon corps
J'ai l’ cœur qui bat très fort

Voyez le résultat:
J'ai l'air d'un type fichu
Han han
J' suis mordu 
Yeah!
Ah ah hou yeah!
Ah ah hou yeah!

Elle a l'air de n’ pas y toucher
Mais croyez-moi, faut s'en méfier
Sinon, vous ferez comme moi
Vous s’rez les bras en croix

Voyez le résultat
J'ai l'air d'un type fichu
Han han
J' suis mordu 
Yeah !

Elle a des yeux étranges
Vous croyez voir un p'tit ange
Mais ne vous y fiez pas
Car elle a dans le fond des yeux
Un regard qui peut être monstrueux
J' suis mordu pour un p’tit oiseau bleu
Tellement mordu que j'en deviens gâteux
Je ne dors plus de la nuit
Je suis tout rabougri
Et tout ça sans résultat 
Wouh!

Je suis fichu
Han han
J' suis mordu 
Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah!

Oh!
Elle a des yeux étranges
Vous croyez voir un p'tit ange
Mais ne vous y fiez pas
Car elle a dans le fond des yeux
Un regard qui peut être monstrueux
J' suis mordu pour un p’tit oiseau bleu
Tellement mordu que j'en deviens gâteux
Je ne dors plus de la nuit
Je suis tout rabougri
Et tout ça sans résultat 
Wouh!

J’ suis fichu
Han han
J' suis mordu Yeah! {x3}

Johnny B. Goode
French Title: Johnny, Reviens!
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
Performer(s): Chuck Berry; The Beatles



Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell

Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

His mama told him someday he would be a man
And he would be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

Tommy's Holiday Camp
Composer(s): Keith Moon
First release: The Who - 1969



Uncle Ernie:
I'm your Uncle Ernie
and I welcome you to Tommy's Holiday Camp!
The camp with a difference
never mind the weather
When you come to Tommy's, the holiday's forever!
Camp with a difference, never mind the weather
When you come to Tommy's, the holiday's forever!
Welcome!!!

I Got Stripes
Composer(s): Johnny Cash; Charlie Williams
First release by: Johnny Cash - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



On a Monday I was arrested (uh huh)
On a Tuesday they locked me in the jail (po' boy)
On a Wednesday my trial was attested
On a Thursday they said guilty and the judge's gavel fell

I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders 
I got chains, chains around my feet
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
And them chains, them chains they're about to drag me down

On a Monday my mama come to see me 
On a Tuesday they caught me with a file
On a Wednesday I'm down on solitary
On a Thursday I start on a bread and water for a while

I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders 
I got chains, chains around my feet
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
And them chains, them chains they're about to drag me down

Johnny Angel
Composer(s): Lee Pockriss; Lyn Duddy
Performer(s): Shelley Fabares



(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
You're an angel to me

Johnny Angel, how I love him
He's got something that I can't resist
But he doesn't even know that I-I-I exist

Johnny Angel, how I want him
How I tingle when he passes by
Every time he says "Hello" my heart begins to fly

(I'm in heaven) I get carried away
I dream of him and me and how it's gonna be
(Other fellas) call me up for a date
But I just sit and wait, I'd rather concentrate

On Johnny Angel (Johnny Angel)
'cause I love him ('cause I love him)
And I pray that someday he'll love me
And together we will see how lovely heaven will be

(I'm in heaven) I get carried away
I dream of him and me and how it's gonna be
(Other fellas) call me up for a date
But I just sit and wait, I'd rather concentrate

On Johnny Angel (Johnny Angel)
'cause I love him ('cause I love him)
And I pray that someday he'll love me
And together we will see how lovely heaven will be

(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
Johnny Angel, (Johnny Angel), you're an angel to me

(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
Johnny Angel, (Johnny Angel), you're an angel to me

Welcome
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969



Tommy:
Come to my house
be one of the comfortable people
Come to this house
we're drinking all night
never sleeping
Milkman come in!
And you baker
little old lady welcome
and you shoe maker
Come to this house!
Into this house
Come to this house
be one of us
Make this your house
be one of us
You can help
to collect some more in
Young and old people
let's get them all in!
Come to this house!
Into this house
Ask along that man who's wearing a carnation
Bring every single person
from Victoria Station
Go into that hospital
bring nurses and patients
Everybody go home and fetch their relations!
Come to this house
be one of the comfortable people
Lovely bright home
drinking all night, never sleeping
We need more room
build an extension
A colourful palace
spare no expense!
Welcome to this house
be one of us
Come into this house
be one of us
Come to our house
come to this house!

I Got Stoned And I Missed It
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
and multiple other artists



I was sitting in my basement
I just rolled myself a taste
Of something green and gold and glorious
To get me through the day
Then my friend yelled through the transom
"Grab your coat and get your hat son
There's a nut down on the corner
Givin' dollar bills away"

But I laid around a bit
Then I had another hit
Then I rolled myself a bauma
Then I thought about my mama
Then I fooled around, played around
Jacked around a while and then...

I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and it rolled right by
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned... oh me... oh my

It took seven months of urgin'
Just to get that local virgin
With the sweet face, up to my place
To fool around a bit
Next day she woke up rosy
And she snuggled up so cozy
When she asked me how I liked it
Lord it hurts me to admit...

I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and it rolled right by
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned... oh me... oh my

I'm makin' no excuses
For the many things I uses
Just to sweeten up my relationships
And brighten up my day
When my earthly race is over
And I'm ready for the clover
And they ask me how my life has been
I guess I'll have to say...

I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and it rolled right by
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned... oh me... oh my

Johnny
Composer(s): Phil Lynott
Performer(s): Thin Lizzy



Somewhere on the waterfront Johnny's hiding with a gun
Swears he'll kill any man that tells his story
He's not sorry for what he's doen

He broke into a drugstore
To cure his daily need
He didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed

Oh Johnny

You see that nun, she's his sister
She doesn't know that he's gone bad
When they told it to his father
It drove the old man mad

Just as his mother warned him
From her dying bed
It's alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head

Oh Johnny

Now the cops have got him surrounded
And he doesn't stand a hope
He wonders how he could be in so much trouble
Over just a little dope

Five to one he gets away
That's the odds I'm going to give
Five to four they blast him away
Three to one he's going to live

Oh Johnny

Back in the alley where he was slain
I thought I heard something move
Beside the trash can lay a heart and chain
The picture had been removed

Just another juiced up junkie
Looking for a bed
It's alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head

Oh Johnny

Miracle Cure
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969



Newsboy:
Extra! Extra!
Read all about it
Pin Ball Wizard in a miracle cure!
Extra, extra, read all about it
Extra!

I Got Rhythm
Dutch Title: Lekker Tempo - 1997
Composer(s): Ira Gershwin; George Gershwin
Performer(s): Ethel Merman - 1930
Covered by multiple other artists



Days can be sunny, with never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along?

I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way? Look at what I've got

I got rhythm, I got music
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I got daisys, in green pastures
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him, 'round my door
I got startlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

I got rhythm, I got music
I got daisys, in green pastures
I got startlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?