Airmail To Heaven
Composer(s): Kent Westberry
Performer(s): Carl Smith



A letter was written by a little girl's hand
It was sealed with her little heart's love
'Said airmail to heaven to Daddy
To his new home somewhere up above
As a postman I knew that it couldn't be mailed
So I opened the letter and read
To my surprise, tears filled my eyes
Here's what the little girl said
 
Dear Daddy, Mommy now loves someone new
She says that you're not coming home
She told me to try to understand
She can't go on living alone
I hope Daddy you can forgive her
She needs someone for all she's been through
And he will never take your place
He'll be just filling in for you
 
Well I finished and folded the letter
Tears rolling down my face
For I was the new man she mentioned
Who was taking her Daddy's place

When This Lousy War Is Over



When this lousy war is over
No more soldiering for me
When I get my civvy clothes on
Oh, how happy I shall be!
No more church parades on Sunday
No more putting in for leave
I shall kiss the sergeant-major
How I'll miss him, how he'll grieve!
Amen

Airegin
Composer(s): Sonny Rollins
First recording/First release by: Miles Davis - 1954/1957
Covered by multiple other artists



Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host

Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!
Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
What I tell y'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
Before it got discovered by the kind o'
Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
Back when the world was young
An' man was a living god
An' he walked this earthly sod
This was sod that god would trod on
Till one day a stranger landed
With a line o'jive
Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
Maybe that they should really take five
An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
So he could control it
An' he took care of that missionary biz
Till the lan' was his
Never heard a story draggy as that
Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another
That exasperated more
What an exasperating narrative t'play
Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am
'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib
I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
A body who was steadily reachin' up
A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! I was always one t'be free
Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
Me, I'm the old fashioned kind
I was never good at follow-the-leader
Real real real real real real real
That's me, as real as a Yankee can be
That's me
Millions o' years ago
There was a Paleolithic age on Earth
An' the whole world was young
And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls
Ever'where abounding that was the case
'N plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there
An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere
Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck
But in that spot
Where it was so lush, where it was so hot
Where many animal was roamin'
An' nature was kind, life was thrivin'
There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural
I'm tellin' the truth
What-a-benign livin' some livin'
All's forgiven come on home
Blew a truly unruly storm
That wrecked a boat in a climate warm
'N full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin'
White like ghosts
'N when the natives checked 'em out
It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits
Long ago there was a legend
'Bout a spirit who would someday come
A look at these cats
'N y' could see they prob'ly had some
So they welcomed 'em with peace and love
And everything there's plenty of
'N soon the tables had turned to rigormortis
That's when the castaway had his say
Like a dog had his day they told the
People that they were spirits actual
Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be
Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual
What was an accident turns int' something
So unbelievably heaven-sent
Everybody falls for it
Right on down t' the militants
'N marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of Lumumba
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!

When They Sound The Last "All Clear"
Composer(s): Hugh Charles; Lewis Elton
Performer(s): Vera Lynn;
and various other artists



 When they sound the last all clear
How happy my darling we'll be
When they turn up the lights
And those sad lonely nights
Are only a memory
Never more we'll be apart
Always together sweetheart
For the peace bells will ring
And the whole world will sing
When they sound the last all clear

Aire, Aire
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire ...
que se llevo a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón
Aire, aire
Tantos buzos alados surcando el aire
aire, aire
que no hay dios que circule
con vuelo insumiso
por el paraíso
del camaleón
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
necesito respirar
que me niego a comprender, amor
que ya nunca pueda ser, amor
verdad la verdad...
pero qué verdad, pero qué verdad
amor...
Aire, aire
no hay perfume que valga si falta el aire
aire, aire
de qué sirve que huela a jardines el viento
si falta el aliento
que atrapa la flor...
Aire, aire
aire de vendaval que revuelva el aire
aire, aire
aire airado que arrastre
esta larga locura
que escupe basura
cuando habla de honor
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire
que se lleve a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón

When They Ask About You
Composer(s): Sam H. Stept
Performer(s): Jimmy Dorsey;
and various other artists



When I go for a walk
And meet old friends we knew
We sit around and talk
Then they ask about you
What's the good if I say
That you and I are thru
I tell them you're okay
When they ask about you

They wonder where we've been
And why we never call
I take it on the chin
Until the teardrops fall
They don't mean to be smart
But if they only knew
They're stepping on my heart
When they ask about you

Air Dance
Composer(s): Terence Butler - Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - William Ward
Performer(s): Black Sabbath



She sits in silence, in her midnight world
Her faded pictures, of her dancing girls
Her, distant dreamer, on the seas of time
Her happy memories, dancing through her mind

In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away

And as the seasons turn the days to years
She holds her pictures, hears the silent cheers
The days grow lonely for the dancing queen
And now she dances only in her dreams

In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away, away, away, away

When The "Yanks" Come Marching Home
Composer(s): William Jerome; Seymour Furth



Our hearts today are far across the ocean 
God spare our boys
at night we kneel and pray 
In far off lands our troops are now in motion 
Among the very bravest in the fray 
For right and might must wipe out every wrong 
So let us hope it won't last long

Our hearts are beating now with palpitation 
We smile and then we brush away a tear 
For we have sent the flower of our nation 
We're proud of every Yankee Volunteer 
America was waiting for the chance to show the love we always had for France

For there'll be smiles and miles of tears
When the Yanks come marching home 
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow 
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan 
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy 
When the Yanks come marching home

For there'll be smiles and miles of tears 
When the Boys come marching home 
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow 
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan 
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy 
When the Boys come marching home

Ain'tcha Ever Comin' Back
Composer(s): Paul Weston - Axel Stordahl - Irving Taylor
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



Ain'tcha ever coming back, aintcha?  
Can't ya see the difference it makes?
I'm half myself without your kisses
One more night of doing without `em will drive me crazy
Won'tcha make me smile again, won'tcha?  
Just a word is all that it takes
Your hello will let me know that we're the same as we used to be
Oh, ain't cha ever coming back to me?

When The World Was Young
((Adapted from: Le Chevalier De Paris (Edith Piaf) - 1950))
((German Version: Die Welt War Jung (Marlene Dietrich) - 1962))
Composer(s): Angèle Vannier - Philippe Gérard - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Peggy Lee - 1953
and multiple other artists



It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke 
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall
Are the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze that we walk among
Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the rounds were sung
Only yesterday when the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we're having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights and glamour and wine
And beautiful girls and summer's been mine, but often my eyes see a different shine
Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung
On our backs sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
Only last July when the world was young

Ain't We Got Fun?
Composer(s): Richard A. Whiting - Gus Kahn - Ray Egan
Performer(s): Van & Schenck
and multiple other artists



Bill collectors gather 'round and rather
Haunt the cottage next door
Men the grocer and butcher sent
Men who call for the rent
But within a happy chappy
And his bride of only a year
Seem to be so cheerful, here's an earful
Of the chatter you hear

Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening
Ain't we got fun?
Not much money 
Oh, but honey
Ain't we got fun?
The rent's unpaid dear
We haven't a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us

In the winter in the Summer
Don't we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun?

Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happened last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name
And I'll bet two pins, a pair of twins
Just happened in with the bird
Still they're very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard

Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening
Don't we have fun
Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear
Don't we have fun
We've only started
As mommer and pop
Are we downhearted
I'll say that we're not

Landlords mad and getting madder
Ain't we got fun?
Times are so bad and getting badder
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get laid off
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun?

When the man who sold 'em carpets told 'em
He would take them away
They said, "Wonderful, here's our chance
Take them up and we'll dance"
And when burglars came and robbed them
Taking all their silver, they say
Hubby yelled, "We're famous, for they'll name us
In the pepers today

Night or daytime, it's all playtime
Ain't we got fun?
Hot or cold days, any old days
Ain't we got fun
If Wifey wishes
To go to a play
Don't wash the dishes
Just throw them away

Streetcar seats are awful narrow
Ain't we got fun?
They won't smash up our Pierce Arrow
We ain't got none
They've cut my wages
But my income tax will be so much smaller
When I'm laid off, I'll be paid off
Ain't we got fun?

When The World Has Turned You Down 
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



Chorus:
When The World Has Turned You Down Dear I'll be waiting
When your friends can’t be found I’ll be there
When your heart is sad and lonely and no longer wants to roam
When you have no place to go please come on home!

It’s been many years ago dear since we parted
And not one word have I heard from you
I'm so all alone and broken hearted
And I wonder if you miss me too

Darling I just don’t know why you left me
But I do know my heart is broken in two
And if someday you should decide you want me
You’ll always find me waiting here for you

My Darling if I failed you then I’m sorry
For I didn’t mean to treat you wrong
And if you should need me some sad tomorrow
You’ll always find me waiting here at home

Chorus:
When The World Has Turned You Down Dear I'll be waiting
When your friends can’t be found I’ll be there
When your heart is sad and lonely and no longer wants to roam
When you have no place to go please come on home!

It’s been many years ago since we parted
And not one word have I heard from you
And I wonder if you miss me too

Ain't We Crazy
Composer(s): Harry McClintock - Asa Martin
Performer(s): Harry McClintock
and multiple other artists



Now, I know a little ditty, it's as crazy as can be
The guy who wrote it said he wanted it, and handed it to me
I found I couldn't use it, because it sounded blue
And that's the very reason why I'm handing it to you

It's a song the alligators sing, while coming through the rye
As they serenade the elephants, up in the trees so high
The iceman hums this ditty, as he shovels in the coal
And the monkeys join the chorus, up around the northern pole

Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
This is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're going to sing this song all night today

It was midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar was in sight
And the sun was shining brightly, for it rained all day that night
'Twas a summer night in winter, and the rain was snowing fast
And a barefoot boy with shoes on stood a-sitting in the grass

It was evening, and the rising sun was setting in the west
The little fishes in the trees were huddled in their nests
The rain was pouring down and the moon was shining bright
And everything that you could see was hidden out of sight

While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir
The sexton rung the dishrag, someone set the church on fire
"Holy smoke!" The preacher shouted, in the rain he lost his hair
Now his head resembles heaven, for there is no parting there

The cows were making cowslips, and the bells were ringing wet
And the bumblebees were making bums, and smoking cigarettes
And a man slept in a stable, and came out a little hoarse
So he hopped upon his golf sticks, and drove all around the course

Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
This is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're goin' to sing this song all night today

It was midnight on the ocean, not a horsecar was in sight
As I stepped into the drugstore, to get myself a light
The man behind the counter, was a woman old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings, on the road to Mandalay.

"Good evening, sir," the woman said, and her eyes were bright with tears
As she put her head beneath her feet, and stood that way for years
Her children, six, were orphans, except one tiny tot
Who lived in a house across the street above a vacant lot

Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
But this is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're going to sing this song all night today

When The World Falls Down
Composer(s): S. Morris; Mick Ronson
Performer(s): Mick Ronson



Practical Peter was doing very well
Life couldn't be sweeter, not as far as he could tell
But then came a lightning bolt out of the blue
sent him straight to hell..... 

That's when the world falls down, right on your head, oh yeah 
When the world falls down and it's really very sad

Riches or ruins 
It's really all the same
You better watch what you're doing 
It could all go down the drain
And just when you think your ship has come in
- watch out - here comes a wave

That's when the world falls down, right on your head, oh yeah 
When the world falls down and it's really very sad

ooooooohhhhhhhh 

Sally was singing, as she stepped out of the car
Church bells were ringing and the vicar knew his part
But right then the bridegroom decided he'd had a change of heart

That's when the world falls down, right on your head, oh yeah 
When the world falls down and it's really very sad
World falls down, falls down, oh yeah 
That's when the world falls down and it's really very sad.......

Ain't Wastin' Time No More
Composer(s): Gregg Allman
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band; Wet Willie; Zoo People



Last Sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rain
Week before, they all seemed the same
With the help of God and true friends, I come to realize
I still had two strong legs, and even wings to fly

And oh I, ain't wastin' time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things

Lord, lord Miss Sally, why all your cryin'?
Been around here three long days, you're lookin' like you're dyin'
Just step yourself outside, and look up at the stars above
Go on downtown baby, find somebody to love

Meanwhile I ain't wastin' time no more
'Cause time goes by like pouring rain, and much faster things

You don't need no gypsy to tell you why
You can't let one precious day slip by
Look inside yourself, and if you don't see what you want
Maybe sometimes then you don't
But leave your mind alone and just get high

Well by and by, way after many years have gone
And all the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone
We'll raise our children in the peaceful way we can
It's up to you and me brother
To try and try again

Well, hear us now, we ain't wastin' time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes
Runnin' after subway trains
Don't forget the pouring rain

When The Wind Blows In Chicago
Composer(s): Scott Turner; Audie Murphy
Performer(s): Roy Clark; - 1964
Bobby Bare; Eddy Arnold



Well, here I am in Chicago
All alone, near the place where we met
And as I walk through the rain, the wind whispers your name
Oh, why won't it let me forget

'Cause when the wind blows I get lonely
And one thing for sure you will find
That the wind always blows in Chicago
So I'm lonely most all of the time

Well, folks look so happy here on State Street
They don't know that our love's not the same
I'm alone in the crowd with my hopes in the clouds
'Cause the wind just whispers your name

And when the wind blows I get lonely
And one thing for sure you will find
That the wind always blows in Chicago
Oh, so I'm lonely most all of the time

Well, I'm saying goodbye to Chicago
I'm gonna catch a lonely old train
And I hope that it goes where the wind doesn't blow
Or at least it won't whisper your name

'Cause when the wind blows I get lonely
And one thing for sure you will find
That the wind always blows in Chicago
So I'm lonely most all of the time

Ain't Too Proud To Beg
Composer(s): Norman Whitfield - Eddie Holland
First release by: The Temptations - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



I know you wanna leave me 
But I refuse to let you go 
If I have to beg, plead for your sympathy 
I don't mind 'cause you mean that much to me 

Ain't too proud to beg, and you know it (sweet darlin') 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 

Now I heard a cryin' man is half a man 
With no sense of pride 
But if I have to cry to keep you, I don't mind weepin' 
If it'll keep you by my side 

Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin' 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 

If I have to sleep on your doorstep all night and day 
Just to keep you from walking away 
Let your friends laugh, even this I can stand 
'Cause I wanna keep you anyway I can 

Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin' 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 

Now I've got a love so deep in the pit of my heart 
And each day it grows more and more 
I'm not ashamed to come and plead to you baby 
If pleadin' keeps you from walkin' out that door 

Ain't too proud to beg, yes you know it (sweet darlin') 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby 
Please don't leave me, girl (don't you go) 
Baby, baby, baby (sweet darlin') 
Please don't leave me, girl 

When The Twilight Comes To Kiss The Rose "Good-Night"
Composer(s): Robert F. Roden; Henry W. Petrie



Near a rose bush down in Dixie I am dreaming 
the leaves of time I'm turning over and over 
and I see you once again with fond eyes gleaming 
while the nightingale sings love's sweet song 
Lenore, my lost Lenore 
The twilight comes to kiss the rose "Good-Night!" dear 
as in the golden days of "Auld Lang Syne" 
and it seems to me I see love's tender light, dear 
in the Southern eyes that once were mine, all mine!

Tho' the garden is deserted now, my dearie 
the rose bush blooms as in the days of yore 
tho' to me the wide, wide world seems mighty dreary 
my fond heart still holds the old love
sweet Lenore, my lost Lenore 
I wonder if the love that was denied me 
still guides your footsteps thro' the world a right 
or if sometimes, dear, you long to be beside me 
when the twilight comes to kiss the rose "Goodnight!"

When the twilight comes to kiss the rose "Goodnight!" 
and the stars, like jewels, gleam with silvry light 
I can see the love light shine 
once again you're mine all mine 
when the twilight comes to kiss the rose "Goodnight!"

Ain't Too Good 
Composer(s): Rory Gallagher
Performer(s): Rory Gallagher



Well, it ain't too good
The way you treat your man
It's less than good
It sure ain't kind 
It's your mistake 
You'll see in time
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
Well, it's been so long
Since I felt that glow 
The flame was bright
But it's burning low 
I should be gone
But I'm slow to go
Serves me right, serves me..... 

It doesn't seem clear
What happens from here and now
You've called the tune, but maybe soon
Someone must pay for the piper

Well, it ain't too late
To change your mind
For it's time you knew
Just where I stand
Well, let me know 
'Cause I got plans
From now on, from now on, from now on

When The Turkey In The Straw Danced The Chicken Reel
Composer(s): J. Will Callahan; F. Henri Klickmann



In a barnyard far away
All the fowls assembled on a summer day
Just to give a barnyard dance
Tried to put the farmers in a barnyard trance
All the rubes for miles around
Came to see them shuffle there upon the ground

Old Si Jones in overalls
Always won the ribbon at the barnyard balls
Came that day with Aunt Suzanne
Frisky as a bullfrog in a fryin' pan
Said, "By Gosh, just turn me loose" 
Crack'd his heels together yellin' 
"Come on, Suze"

All the old hens cackled and the young ducks quacked
And the rooster all began to crow
The little chickens stood there in a row
"Keep your feet a-movin'," you could hear the farmers yell
And the old cow hid behind the old hay stack
But the pigs just grunted kind o' low
As they stood there lookin' at the show
When the turkey in the straw danced the chicken reel