Well Respected Man
((French Version: Un Jeune Homme Bien (by Petula Clark))
Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
and multiple other artists



'Cause he gets up in the morning
And he goes to work at nine
And he comes back home at five-thirty
Gets the same train every time
'Cause his world is built 'round punctuality
It never fails
And he's oh, so good
And he's oh, so fine
And he's oh, so healthy
In his body and his mind
He's a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively
And his mother goes to meetings
While his father pulls the maid
And she stirs the tea with councilors
While discussing foreign trade
And she passes looks, as well as bills
At every suave young man
'Cause he's oh, so good
And he's oh, so fine
And he's oh, so healthy
In his body and his mind
He's a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively
And he likes his own backyard
And he likes his fags the best
'Cause he's better than the rest
And his own sweat smells the best
And he hopes to grab his father's loot
When Pater passes on
'Cause he's oh, so good
And he's oh, so fine
And he's oh, so healthy
In his body and his mind
He's a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively
And he plays at stocks and shares
And he goes to the Regatta
And he adores the girl next door
'Cause he's dying to get at her
But his mother knows the best about
The matrimonial stakes
'Cause he's oh, so good
And he's oh, so fine
And he's oh, so healthy
In his body and his mind
He's a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively

Watch The Flowers Grow
Composer(s): Raymond Bloodworth; L. Russell Brown
Performer(s): Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons



[Watch the flowers grow, watch 'em grow]
Did you ever see a flower grow?
If you did then you would surely know
Love is like the flowers
Takes a lot of hours
If you really want to know
Watch the flowers grow

Listen to my thoughts and take a ride
I shall give you all you've been denied
First you gotta slow down
Listen to my sweet sound
If you really want to know
Watch the flowers grow

Over the mountain there's a sweet meadow
A breeze is blowin', so take my hand and we can
Watch the flowers grow

Let me take you where the flowers grow
Let me be the one who told you so
I'll love you forever,
I will leave you never
Baby let's go,
Watch the flowers grow.

[Watch the flowers grow, watch 'em grow]
[Repeat]

A Well-Known Has-Been
Composer(s): Donovan
Performer(s): Donovan



Tonight my life is heavy, I'm weak and down at heel
The prisoner in the dungeon will know just how I feel
I'm a well known has-been, a well known has-been
I've got a brand on me
When I look at my tomorrows, sorrow's all I see
Sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see
How sad my disposition, how long can it I bear?
How deep my melancholy, can anybody care?
For the well known has-been, the well known has-been
I've got a brand on me, yeah
When I look at my tomorrows, sorrow's all I see
Sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see
Well known has-been
Well known has-been
Well known has-been, ooh, ooh, ooh
I pretend I'm unaffected by the chains that bear me down
And when only those who love me can see behind the frown
I'm the well known has-been, the well known has-been
I got a brand on me
When I look at my tomorrows, sorrow's all I see
Sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see, sorrow's all I see
>From these broken days of anguish, some day soon I'm gonna rise
I'm gonna raise my head to Heaven, I'm gonna fly the starry skies
And the well known has-been, the well known has-been
I'll lose the brand on me, yeah
Today's all I see, today's all I see, today's all I see

Watch Me
Composer(s): Gary Burr; Tom Shapiro
Performer(s): Lorrie Morgan



The more I needed, the less you gave
I guess you thought that it worked that way
You never would listen
And now that I'm leaving
You're not believing
A word I say 

(Chorus)
Oh, If you think I won't go
Watch me
Oh, watch me prove you wrong today
You don't even know you've lost me
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away 

Don't tell me that it can't be done
That the world is colder without someone
Yeah, it might get lonely
It might get crazy
But this time baby, I'm as good as gone 

(Repeat chorus) 

Cab on the street
Hand on the door
Bag at my feet
Need I say more

Oh watch me

You don't even know you've lost me
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away 
Oh, just watch me walk away

(Repeat chorus) 

Yeah, if you think I won't go
Watch me
Oh Watch me proove you wrong today
You don't even know you lost me 
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away
Oh, just watch me walk away

A Weekend In The Country
From the film "The Barkleys Of Broadway" (1949)
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Oscar Levant



(Josh:) With golf and tennis 'round you
And no cares to hound you
(Dinah:) When Mother Nature beckons, who can decline?
(Ezra:) Till Mother Nature vetoes
The bees and mosquitoes
Mother Nature is no mother of mine!
(Josh & Dinah:) From Saturday night to Monday morn
There's always joy ahead
(Ezra:) From Saturday night to Monday morn
I wish that I were dead!

(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Never will let you down
(Ezra:) You'll pardon my effront'ry
I'd rather spend it in town
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Healthy and full of sport
(Dinah:) And then it isn't small potatoes
(Josh:) When you get those fresh tomatoes
(Ezra:) I've a list of fresh tomatoes
Sueing me now in court!

(Dinah:) Ah, gimme the milk from the moo cow
(Josh:) Of corn right from the field I'm fond
(Ezra:) In town I'd be splurgin'
On Venison and Sturgeon
Bestride a beautiful blonde
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend gets you sunburned
Vitamin A you win
(Ezra:) I'd rather get back unburned
With my original skin
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Glorious, there's no doubt
(Ezra:) A weekend in the country
What's the next train out?

(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Trees in the orchard call
(Ezra:) When you've examined one tree
Then you've examined them all
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Happily we endorse
(Dinah:) Come get your share of nature's bounty
(Josh:) Ride the trail around the county
(Ezra:) I am no Canadian mounty
Why do I need a horse?

(Dinah:) Hark, hark to the song of the bull frog
(Josh:) At dawn, you'll rise up with the lark
(Ezra:) When roosters will riot
I'd much prefer the quiet
Of Forty-Second and Park
(Josh & Dinah:) Get peppy and alivey
Don't be a city poke!
(Ezra:) I once got poison ivy
(Dinah:) Will you try for poison oak?
(Josh:) A weekend in the country
(Dinah:) Dickey-bird's overhead
(Ezra:) A weekend in the country
I should have stayed in bed!

Watch Her Ride
Composer(s): Paul Kantner
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane



I didn't know you were the one for me 
I couldn't see
But you were waiting
For someone to come along to help you out to sing your song
And I was changing
All I see is you 
All I feel is you for me!

And I would really like to watch you ride
And always feel you by my side
I would really like to watch you ride
All on me!

I go stumbling to the sky, and I seem to fly so high
I see you, I feel you
You have a way of walking 'round your feet they never touch the ground
And you are shining
All I see is you 
All I feel is you for me!

Times don't change 
Times don't ever change for me
And I know that you could be the only thing in my world
The only thing that my mind would find
For love, for love and peace of mind, for me, for me 
Oh

Your Shadow in the morning sun becomes my fun, and we can say
"I love you, love you"
My morning shines on silver beaches, your light flashes to the reaches
Of my mind, my mind, of
My mind, and my mind it comes alive with you
It's all that I can do to sit here and let you blow my mind
Ah! My mind
You're so fine, in my mind you're so fine, in my mind you're so fine
You're so fine, in my mind, you're so fine in mind

A Wedding In Cherokee County
Composer(s): Randy Newman
First release by: Randy Newman - 1974



There she is sitting there 
Out behind the smoke house in her rocking chair
She don't do nothin'
She don't say nothin'
She don't feel nothin'
She don't know nothin'
Maybe she's crazy I don't know
But maybe that's why I love her so

Her papa was a midget
Her mama was a whore
Her grandad was a newsboy 'til he was eighty four
Man don't you think I know she hates me
Man don't you think I know that she's no good
If she knew how she'd be unfaithful to me
I think she'd kill me if she could
Maybe she's crazy I don't know
But maybe that's why I love her so

I'm not afraid of the greywolf
Who stalks through our forest at dawn
As long as I have her beside me
I have the strength to carry on

Today we will be married
And all the freaks that she knows will be there
And all the people from the village will be there
To congratulate us
I will carry her across the threshold
I will make dim the light
I will attempt to spend my love within her
But though I try with all my might
She will laugh at my mighty sword
She will laugh at my mighty sword
Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword?
Lord, help me if you will
Maybe we're both crazy, I don't know
Maybe that's why I love her so 

Wat Voor Een Gek Denk Je Dat Ik Ben
English Title: What Kind Of Fool (Do You Think I Am)
Composer(s): Ray Whitley; N. Byl
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey



Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Vraag niet dat ik aan je hielen wen
Gisteren was ik nog je favoriet
Nu doe je reeds of je mij niet ziet 

Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Wat voor een gek denk je dat hier staat
Omdat hij dwaze figuren slaat
Als hij moet dansen als je fuift
En dan lach je hem nog vierkant uit 

Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Dacht dat ik je topper was
Nummer 1 van kop tot teen
Dan vloog ik naar bene 

Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Vraag niet dat ik aan je hielen wen
Gisteren was ik nog je favoriet
Nu doe je reeds of je mij niet ziet 

Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
(verschillende malen)

A Weaver Of Dreams
Composer(s): Victor Young - Jack Elliott
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists



You're a weaver of dreams
You and your strange fascination
You're a weaver of dreams
You and your come-hither smile

Just to hear you speak
Can leave me weak as a babe in arms
Poor little babe in arms
Helpless before your charms

For you're a weaver of dreams
You and your lips warm and tender
Just like magic it seems
Thrilling, enchanting me too

I'm in your spell and there's no cure
I'm lost for sure
`Cause you're a weaver of dreams
And I'm in love with you

(You're a weaver of dreams
You and your strange fascination
You're a weaver of dreams
You and your come hither smile)

I'm in your spell and there's no cure
I'm lost for sure
`Cause you're a weaver of dreams
And I'm in love with you

(You're a weaver of dreams
You're a weaver of dreams)

Wat Een Leven 
Composer(s): Rocco Granata; Philemon Van Cauwenbergh
Performer(s): Louis Neefs



Als ik ooit eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan begin ik er beslist eens aan
Aan ik weet niet wat, maar je zult zien dat
Iedereen er zal verstomd van staan

Als ik ooit eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Morgen of een andere dag misschien
Dan doe ik eens echt iets waarvan men zegt
Nee, dat hebben we nog nooit gezien

Maar ik heb de hele dag toch al zoveel te doen
Eten, drinken, slapen, zoals 't hoort
Hele nachten dromen en dan moe zijn tot de noen
Enzovoort, enzovoort, wat 'n leven

Maar als ik eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan kan je er zeker van op aan
Dat ik op een keer, maar wie weet wanneer
Mogelijk eens aan de slag zal gaan

Maar ik heb de hele dag toch al zoveel te doen
Eten, drinken, slapen, zoals 't hoort
Hele nachten dromen en dan moe zijn tot de noen
Enzovoort, enzovoort, wat 'n leven

Maar als ik eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan kan je er zeker van op aan
Dat ik op een keer, maar wie weet wanneer
Mogelijk eens aan de slag zal gaan

A Ways To Go
Composer(s): Lainie Marsh
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris; Lainie Marsh



I hear the clock a tickin' 
See the sweat upon my brow 
I know my destination 
Nothing's gonna stop me now 
I'm running on desire 
Baby I've got nerves of steel 
Coming down to the wire 
Lord above me guide the wheel 

Keep me in your prayers tonight 
I'll be weary upon that road 
I know the finish line's in sight 
But I still have a ways to go 

There's a junkyard dog a barkin' 
In the valley down below 
He's wanting me to stop and 
Gather up a heavy load 
Ain't gonna heed his call 
Ain't givin' him the time of day 
You mangy mutt once and for all 
I said I threw that stuff away 

I won't have a bit of trouble 
Heading down the straight and true 
I'll fly solo on the double 
Into the yonder  blue 

I might need some intervention 
Out upon the icy turn 
In a foggy situation 
Squealin' on a hairpin curve 

I'm running on desire 
Baby I've got nerves of steel 
Coming down to the wire 
Lord above me guide the wheel 

Keep me in your prayers tonight 
I'll be weary upon that road 
I know the finish line's in sight 
But I still have a ways to go 
Keep me in your prayers tonight 
I'll be weary upon that road 
I know the finish line's in sight 
But I still have a ways to go 
Got a ways to go, got a ways to go

Wat Moet Ik Doen Zonder Jou?
English Title: Where Can I Go Without You?
Composer(s): Bert Paige; H. Verhage;
Peggy Lee; Victor Young
Performer(s): Wim Sonneveld



Dit is dezelfde stad, hetzelfde seizoen 
De bomen worden groen, precies zoals toen 
Maar waarom kwam ik hier en wat moet ik doen 
Wat moet ik doen zonder jou 

Van al je mooie woorden bleef er niet een 
Je zei: "Ik hoor bij jou", nou loop ik alleen 
Dezelfde straten door, maar waar moet ik heen 
Waar moet ik heen zonder jou 

Dezelfde bomen, dezelfde mensen 
Dezelfde dromen van jou en mij 
De vogels zingen, niets is veranderd 
En toch is alles voorbij 

Ik had hier niet meer moeten komen misschien 
Toch ben ik bang om terug te gaan bovendien 
Omdat ik jou dan met een ander zal zien 
Een ander, een ander met jou 

Ik had hier niet meer moeten komen misschien 
Toch ben ik bang om terug te gaan bovendien 
Omdat ik jou dan met een ander zal zien 
Een ander, een ander met jou

A Way Of Life
Composer(s): Roger Cook - Roger Greenaway
Performer(s): The Family Dogg



Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange

Trendy workers, factory shirkers
Social nurture won't let you down
Chairmen bluster, boardroom cluster
Feather duster, you're vintage clown

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life

So be thankful for what you're given
And be good to your wife in bed
You look at her, the art of living
And don't forget you're a long time dead

When you're born it's a great big welcome
When you go it's a sad goodbye
Oh, with the bit in between your future
It's up to you if you laugh or cry

Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange

It's just a way of life
Just a way of life

Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life

Wat Moet Ik Doen
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre



Ieder zegt me 'vergeet'
'k Heb het vaak geprobeerd
Niet te denken, niet te dromen
Van weleer

Maar al gaat het soms uit
En al lach ik te luid
Om een grapje, 'k kom geen stapje
Vooruit

Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me lief hebt gehad
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me eenmaal aanbad

Makkelijk zeggen 'vergeet'
Maar iets dat liefde heet
Blijft me knagen, alle dagen
Met herleed

Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me lief hebt gehad
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me eenmaal aanbad

Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten

A Walkin' Miracle 
Composer(s): Hugo Peretti - Adam Levy - Luigi Creatore - George David Weiss
Performer(s): The Essex



(Ooh, ooh) 
(Ooh, ooh) 

Did you ever see starlight come rushing from the sky 
Heading for home in the stars in someone's eyes? 
Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle. 
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 

Did you ever see sunshine come pourin' out of space 
Just to be part of the smile on someone's face? 
Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 

And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah 
When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah 
And I know how happy his clothes must be, 
'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me 
(Close to me) 

Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell
Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself 
Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 

And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah 
When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah 
And I know how happy his clothes must be
'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me 
(Close to me) 

Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell 
Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself 
Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 
He's a walkin' miracle 
(Ooh, ooh) 

Wat Geweest Is, Is Geweest
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Iedere nieuwe lente 
Is alles nieuw voor mij 
Want de winter is dood 
Het oud jaar is voorbij 
Ik voel het nieuwe licht 
Ik verander van gedachten 
Ik volg een nieuwe liefde 
Ik verander van gezicht 

refr.: 
En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest
En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest
Want wat geweest is is geweest 

Maar in de nacht van het oud jaar 
Wacht de zeis van de kritiek 
En ik schaam me voor mezelf 
Ik vernietig mijn muziek 
Ik volgde weer het verkeerde spoor 
Ik heb opnieuw teveel gewaagd 
Ik heb weer niets gegeven 
En veel te veel gevraagd 

refr. 

Eens komt de tijd 
Dat het niet meer hoeft voor mij 
Want de lente is dood 
Het nieuw jaar is voorbij 
Ik voel hetzelfde licht 
Maar het zal niets meer veranderen 
Ik volg mijn oude liefde 
En ik denk aan haar gezicht 

En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest 
En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest
Maar wat geweest is, is geweest 

Dan zal ik zitten bij het vuur 
En soms voel ik mij alleen 
Dan zing ik mijn oude lied 
Voor de kinderen om mij heen 
Ze luisteren stil en spelen door 
En kijken mij onzeker aan 
Maar ik zal voor ze zingen 
Totdat we slapen gaan 

refr.(3x)

A Walk In The Black Forest (aka I Walk With You)
((Adapted from: Eine Schwarzwaldfahrt (by Horst Jankowski))
Composer(s): Horst Jankowski
Performer(s): Horst Jankowski
and multiple other artists



The trees join hands and say, "Hello"
And suddenly ev'rywhere we go
The sun beams through in fun

The leaves form patterns like a heart
And whisper forever "Never part" 
Be true, 'cause I love you

Shadows write words of love across our path
Birds sing
"How lucky those whose love just grows together"

Blades of grass stand on and on
And chatter together in a calm
That's green and so serene
A mem'ry of our walk of love

In a dream, a stream goes by
Reflecting a message from the sky above
And here and there we look around
To see other lovers who have found their way

Crickets tap out their symphony in code
Rabbits
Run helter skelter finding shelter here

And flowers swaying in the breeze
Look up to the branches of the trees
And sing as birds take wing 
All this is true 'cause I love you

Wasting My Life Away
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



I’m Wasting My Life Away
And my hair is fast turning gray
On my life the sun never beams
And sorrows fill all of my dreams

Once I was happy and free
And grief was a stranger to me
Then you taught me to love you and left me this way
Just Wasting My Life Away

You should have left me alone
And not let me called you my own
But somehow you just didn’t care
There’s nothing about you that’s fair

If ever there should come the time
That your life is messed up like mine
Just remember I love you but I hope that you pay
For Wasting My Life Away

Once I thought love was Devine
But I was just foolish and blind
And I hope that you’re satisfied
For you crushed my spirit and cried

It’s hard to feel like I do
But you know I owe it to you
And I hope that it hurts you when you hear me say
I’m Wasting My Life Away

A Voz Do Dono E O Dono Da Voz
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque



Até quem sabe a voz do dono
Gostava do dono da voz
Casal igual a nós, de entrega e de abandono
De guerra e paz, contras e prós

Fizeram bodas de acetato - de fato
Assim como os nossos avós
O dono prensa a voz, a voz resulta um prato
Que gira para todos nós

O dono andava com outras doses
A voz era de um dono só
Deus deu ao dono os dentes, Deus deu ao dono as nozes
Às vozes só deu seu dó

Porém a voz ficou cansada após
Cem anos fazendo a santa
Sonhou se desatar de tantos nós
Nas cordas de outra garganta
A louca escorregava nos lencóis 
Chegou a sonhar amantes
E, rouca, regalar os seus bemóis
Em troca de alguns brilhantes

Enfim, a voz firmou contrato
E foi morar com novo algoz
Queria-se pensar, queria ser um prato
Girar e se esquecer, veloz

Foi revelada na assembléia - atéia
Aquela situação atroz
A voz foi infiel trocando de traquéia
E o dono foi perdendo a voz

E o dono foi perdendo a linha - que tinha
E foi pedendo a luz e além
E disse: Minha voz, se vós não sereis minha
Vós não sereis de mais ninguém

(O que é bom para o dono é bom para a voz)

Wasted Words
Composer(s): Gregg Allman
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band



Can you tell me, tell me, friend 
just exactly where I've been? 
Is that so much to ask? 
I'll pay you back no matter what the task
You seem really sure 'bout something I don't know
take that load off, looks like chest's about to go
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no? 

Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright
Is it me or is it you? I'd make a wager and I'd hope you lose
Time's gone, looks like Rome is 'bout to fall
Next time take the elevator, please don't crawl
Your wasted words so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no? 

Well, I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior
Every other Christmas I would practice good behavior
That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be Mister Clean
'cause baby, I don't know how
Ring my phone 'bout ten more times, we will see
find that broke down line and let it be
Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV

Weekday soap-box speciality, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout now
By the way, this song's for you, sincerely, me