Ace In The Hole
Composer(s): Dennis Adkins
Performer(s): George Strait



You've got to have an ace in the hole
A little secret that nobody knows
Life is a gamble, a game we all play
But you need to save something for a rainy day
You've got to learn to play your cards right if you expect to win in life
Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole

If you're headed down a one way street
And you're not sure it's the way you wanna go
In money or love, or all the above
Have a little more than what you show
When life deals out a surprise
Have a few surprises of your own
No matter what you do, no matter where you go
You've got to have an ace in the hole

You've got to have an ace in the hole
A little secret that nobody knows
Life is a gamble, a game we all play
But you need to save something for a rainy day
You've got to learn to play your cards right if you expect to win in life
Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole

Don't put it all on the line for just one roll
You've got to have an ace in the hole
No matter what you do, no matter where you go
You've got to have an ace in the hole 

Weep No More My Lady (Let Me See Your Smile)
Composer(s): L. Wolfe Gilbert



Harold Jones he courted little Josephine
and what a queen, was Josephine
'Till she started reading Laura Libbey Jean
and now's she lost her little winning disposition 
no more loving sunny smile, sobbing, sighing, all the while 
Harold couldn't stand it, so he said "My dear, I want to say right here"

Crazy 'bout the photo play is Josephine 
the crying scene up on the screen reads a novel of every night 
and in between woeful Josie cries enough to fill a bucket 
'fact I've heard some people say, she read "Three Weeks" in one day
Every time it's raining Harold always sneers "Those are Josie's tears"

Weep no more my lady I want to see your sunny smile!
Stop now, stop now you weeping willow! 
All night you cry upon your pillow 
Weep no more my lady can't you stop that for awhile 
I know you show you're temperamental, but it won't go 
please don't be sentimental, 'cause you won me with your wonderful smile

Accuracy
Composer(s): Michael Dempsey - Robert Smith - Laurence Tolhurst - Lol Tolhurst
Performer(s): The Cure



We sit in the same room
Side by side
I give you the wrong lines 
Feed you
Accuracy
Accuracy

Look into my eyes
We both smile
I could kill you
Without trying 
That's accuracy
Accuracy
Accuracy

Accuracy
Accuracy
Practice all day for accuracy
Mirror mirror on the wall

Weekend In New England
Composer(s): Randy Edelman
Performer(s): Barry Manilow;
and various other artists



Last night, I waved goodbye, now it seems years
I'm back in the city, where nothin' is clear
But thoughts of me, holdin' you, bringin' us near

Chorus
And tell me
When will our eyes meet?
When can I touch you?
When will this strong yearnin' end?
And when will I hold you again?

Time in New England, took me away
Long rocky beaches and you by the bay
We started a story whose end must now wait

Chorus

I feel the change comin', I feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring!, I feel my blood flow, oh
With you I could bring out all the love that I have
With you there's a heaven, so earth ain't so bad

Chorus

Again

Accroche Un Ruban
((Adapted from: Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Ole Oak Tree (by Dawn & Tony Orlando) - 1973
Composer(s): Irwin Levine - L. Russell Brown - Jean Broussolle
Performer(s): Sacha Distel - 1973



J'ai fait trois ans
J'ai fait mon temps
Pendant trente-six mois
Je n'ai pensé qu'à toit
Si tu as reçu mon mot
Comme quoi j'arrivais bientôt...
Tu sais ce que tu dois faire
Si tu m'aimes encore...
Si tu m'aimes encore...

Accroche un ruban au bord de ton balcon
Ce sera ta façon de dire oui ou non
Et s'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord du balcon
Moi dans mon taxi, j'aurai vite compris
Que tout est fini...
S'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord de ton balcon...

Monsieur l'taxi
Je vous en prie...
Regardez pour moi
Moi je ne pourrai pas...
J'ai si peur qu'elle ne m'aime plus
Je suis complètement perdu...
D'un simple ruban, mais oui
Dépend toute ma vie...
Car, j'avais écrit...

Accroche un ruban au bord de ton balcon
Ce sera ta façon de dire oui ou non
Et s'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord du balcon
Moi dans mon taxi, j'aurai vite compris
Que tout est fini...
S'il n'y a pas de ruban au bord de ton balcon...

Soudains je n'en crois pas mes yeux
Car je vois à l'horizon...
Des milliers de rubans
Au bord de ton balcon...

Weekend
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson



The weekend is near
You're planning what to do
The parents are out
There's a party at stews
You're discussing at lunch
Talking to your friend
Telling him how you want some beer
How you want school to end
The clock in your face
Sitting in your last class
Today's a Friday
You need some beer in your glass
The bell just rang
So you run to your car
You tell the boys to come over
So you make your house look like a bar
You're bearly under-age
So you need a pull-out
Get me Mickeys and Corona
And some lime with no doubt

Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Ole Oak Tree
((French Version: Accroche Un Ruban (by Sacha Distel) - 1973))
Composer(s): Irwin Levine - L. Russell Brown
First release by: Dawn & Tony Orlando - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me? (still want me)
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
'cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years
Do ya still want me? (still want me)
If I don't see a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round the ole oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin'
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons 'round the ole oak tree

I'm comin' home, mmm, mmm

(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)

(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)
(Tie a ribbon 'round the ole oak tree)

Weekend
Composer(s): Gerard Koerts; C. Koerts; H. Ziech
Performer(s): Earth And Fire



Sunday and it's so hard to say goodbye
I don't know what to do
bare seems the day without you
Friday night when I'll see you again
you make a fool out of me
I don't wanna be your lover for the weekend

sometimes when I'm looking
at your face there's something in your eyes
that makes me realize we've got no chance
if we're going on this way means such a lot to me
I don't wanna be your lover for this weekend

Love in a woman's heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part
it's strange that this feeling
is growing more and more
'cause I've never loved someone before

According To My Heart
Composer(s): Gary Walker
First recording/First release by: Jim Reeves - 1956



According to my heart
You're the one for me
The one love of my life
Is here when you're with me

If someone stole your love
My heart would beat no more
For you're the one my heart
Is always longing for

Though I don't know the reason why
My dreams don't turn out right
Still I'll keep listening to my heart
Who knows someday they might

For according to my heart
My future will be bright
And every day I pray
That my heart knows what's right

Though I don't know the reason why
My dreams don't turn out right
Still I'll keep listening to my heart
Who knows someday they might

And every day I pray
That my heart knows what's right...

Weeds
Composer(s): Nick Banks; Jarvis Cocker;
Candida Doyle; Steve Mackey; Mark Webber
Performer(s): Pulp



We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds
Because we do not care to fight, my friends - we are the weeds
Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees
Ah
 
We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth
Thru' cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow - the places you don't go
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust
You want some entertainment? 
Go on, shove it up me - if you must
Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees and shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze 'n' drugs
Ah 

We are weeds, vegetation, etc. 
If you think it's a crime
We'd like to get you out of your mind
It's just a matter of time, yeah 
We'd like to get you out of your mind 
Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah 
We'd like to get you out of your mind 
For a little time: for all time
Weed

Accordéon
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Juliette Gréco



Dieu que la vie est cruelle
Au musicien des ruelles
Son copain son compagnon
C'est l'accordéon
Qui c'est-y qui l'aide à vivre
À s'asseoir quand il s'enivre
C'est-y vous, c'est moi, mais non
C'est l'accordéon

Accordez accordez accordez donc
L'aumône à l'accordé l'accordéon

Ils sont comme cul et chemise
Et quand on les verbalise
Il accompagne au violon
Son accordéon
Il passe une nuit tranquille
Puis au matin il refile
Un peu d'air dans les poumons
De l'accordéon

Accordez accordez accordez donc
L'aumône à l'accordé l'accordéon.

Quand parfois il lui massacre
Ses petits boutons de nacre
Il en fauche à son veston
Pour l'accordéon
Lui, emprunte ses bretelles
Pour secourir la ficelle
Qui retient ses pantalons
En accordéon

Accordez accordez accordez donc
L'aumône à l'accordé l'accordéon.

Mais un jour par lassitude
Il laissera la solitude
Se pointer à l'horizon
De l'accordéon
Il en tirera cinquante
Centimes à la brocante
Et on fera plus attention
À l'accordéon

Wee, Wee, Marie (Will Yo Do Zis For Me)
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Joe McCarthy; Fred Fisher



Poor Johnny's heart went pitty pat
Somewhere in sunny France 
He met a girl by chance with ze naughty naughty glance
She looked just like a kitty kitty cat
She loved to dance and play
Tho' he learned no French when he left the trench
He knew well enough to say

They walked along the boule boulevard
He whispered "You for me
Some day in gay Paree I will make you marry me"
Just then a bunch of bully bully boys
Threw kisses on the sly
Marie got wise when they rolled their eyes
They sang as they passed her by

Wee Wee Marie, will you do zis for me 
Wee Wee Marie, then I'll do zat for you
I love your eyes they make me feel so spoony
You'll drive me loony, you're teasing me
Why can't we parleyvous like other sweethearts do
I want a kiss or two from Ma Cherie
Wee Wee Marie, if you'll do zis for me 
Then I'll do zat for you 
Wee Wee Marie

Accidents Will Happen
Composer(s): Elvis Costello
Performer(s): Elvis Costello



Oh I just don't know where to begin
Though he says he'll wait forever
It's now or never
But she keeps him hanging on
The silly champion
She says she can't go home
Without a chaperone

Accidents will happen
We only hit and run
He used to be your victim
Now you're not the only one

Accidents will happen
We only hit and run
I don't want to hear it
'Cause I know what I've done

There's so many fish in the sea
That only rise up in the sweat and smoke like mercury
But they keep you hanging on
They say you're so young
Your mind is made up but your mouth is undone

And it's the damage that we do
And never know
It's the words that we don't say
That scare me so

There's so many people to see
So many people you can check up on
And add to your collection
But they keep you hanging on
Until you're well hung
Your mouth is made up but your mind is undone

And it's the damage that we do
And never know
It's the words that we don't say
That scare me so

I know, I know (repeat)

Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
(aka Somewhere They Can't Find Me)
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me asleep with the night
And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight

She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts gently rise, gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving
And tonight will be all I have left to recall

Oh, what have I done; why have I done it
I've committed a crime, I've broken the law
For twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store

My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion
A scene badly written in which I must play
Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away

Accidents Never Happen
Composer(s): Jimmy Destri
First release by: Blondie - 1979



No, I don't believe in luck
No, I don't believe in circumstance no more
Accidents never happen in a perfect world, so I won't believe in luck
I saw you walking in the dark, so I slipped behind your footsteps for a while
Caught you turning 'round the block...
Fancy meeting in a smaller world
After all, accidents never happen
Could have planned it all
Precognition in my ears
Accidents never happen in a perfect world
Complications disappear
Now you love me
I, yeah, I can tell
I never lied
I never cried
And you, you knew so well
Like the Magi on the hill, I can divinate your presence from afar
And I'll follow you until I can bring you to a perfect world
Accidents never happen in a perfect world
Accidents never happen

Wedding Song (There Is Love)
Composer(s): Noel Paul Stookey
First release by: Noel Paul Stookey - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists

Version In Other Languages:
1974 - C'est L'amour - Nana Mouskouri
1983 - 'K Hou Van Jou (Bonnie St. Claire)



He is now to be among you
at the calling of your hearts
Rest assured this troubadour
is acting on His part

The union of your spirits here
has caused Him to remain
For whenever two or more of you
are gathered in His name
There is Love, there is Love 

Well, a man shall leave his mother
and a woman leave her home
They shall travel on to where
the two shall be as one

As it was in the beginning
is now and till the end
Woman draws her life from man
and gives it back again
There is Love, there is Love 

Well, there must have been a reason
for becoming man and wife
Is it love that brings it here
or Love that brings you life? 

(Is it law that brings you here
or Love that gives you life?) 

For if Loving is the answer
then who's the giving for?
Do you believe in something
that you've never seen before?
Oh, there is Love
Oh, there's Love 

Oh, the marriage (union) of your spirits here
has caused Him to remain
For whenever two or more of you
are gathered in His name
There is Love, there is Love

Accidentally On Purpose
Composer(s): Darrell Edwards - George Jones
Performer(s): George Jones
and multiple other artists



In the papers I saw you this morning
You were lovely, dressed in your wedding gown
And it said you would marry a stranger to me
That had drifted into our old home town

Accident'ly, you met him one ev'ning
And you say it was love at first sight
Accident'ly on purpose you're marryin'
Accident'ly on purpose, for spite

For you say that you saw me out painting the town
That I was just a fool with the heart of a clown
Accident'ly, you were mistaken that night
Accident'ly on purpose, for spite

Yes, you say that you saw me out painting the town
That I was just a fool with the heart of a clown
Accident'ly, you were mistaken that night
Accident'ly on purpose, for spite 

Wedding Bells (Are Breaking Up That Old Gang Of Mine)
Performer(s): The Four Aces;
and various other artists



(Those wedding bells are breakin' up)
(That old gang of mine)

Not a soul down on the corner
That's a pretty certain sign
That wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

All the boys are singin' love songs
They forgot Sweet Adeline
Those wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

Their goes Jack, their goes Jim
Down to lovers' lane
Now and then we meet again
But they don't seem the same

Gee, I get a lonesome feelin'
When I hear the church bells chime
Those wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

(Not a soul down on the corner)
(That's a pretty certain sign)
That wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

(All the boys are singin' love songs)
(They forgot Sweet Adeline)
Those wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

Their goes Jack, their goes Jim
Down to lovers' lane
Now and then we meet again
But they don't seem the same

Gee, I get a lonesome feelin'
When I hear the church bells chime
Those wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

Those wedding bells are breakin' up
That old gang of mine

Accident Prone
Composer(s): Pip Williams - Pete Hutchins
Performer(s): Status Quo



I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now your on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun

They say the devil loves his own
And lady you just got the roll
He drives you modus-operandi
Well lady you don't get this soul
What you call love I can't take no more
Go knock on someone else's door

I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now your on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun

'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies
Lady you just hit and run
I just wanna say you keep driving that way
And one day you will be undone

I try to love you my way
But lady you just wouldn't slow down
You drove a right on through me
When other guys came around
What you call love wouldn't give to a stray
I wouldn't treat a dog that way

I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now your on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun

'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies
Lady you just hit and run
I just wanna say you keep driving that way
And one day you will be undone

One day you'll have to slow down
And lady it could be too late
You keep on acceleratin'
And lady I could see your fate
No-one wants a second-hand car
They know it been push too far

I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now your on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun

'Cos you specialise your own kind of lies
Lady you just hit and run
You're draggin'me down with this riding around
And one day you will be undone

I'm a lay-by lover
And you're just another
Who just wants to hit and run
Now your on your own
'Cos I'm accident prone
And I hope that you have your fun

Wedding Bells
Composer(s): Claude Boone
Performer(s): Bill Carlisle
and multiple other artists



I have the invitation that you sent me
You wanted me to see you change your name
I couldn't stand to see you wed another
But, dear, I hope you're happy just the same
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
That should be ringing out for you and me
Down the aisle with someone else you're walking
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I planned a little cottage in the valley
I even bought a little band of gold
I hoped someday I'd place it on your finger
But now the future looks so dark and cold
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
I hear the children laughing out with glee
At home alone I hang my head in sorrow
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I fancy that I see a bunch of roses
A blossom from an orange tree in your hair
While the organ plays 'I love you truly'
Please let me pretend that I am there
Wedding bells they say will ring in Heaven
As the angel chorus sweetly sings
But as long as I am on this earth, dear
Those wedding bells for me will never ring