Alabanzas
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Alabada sea la mano
buena para remediar
Alabado el olvidado
alabado el olvidado
en cualquier rincón del mar

Alabado sea el dolor
lumbre de profundidad
Alabado el amor
aunque sea necesidad

Cada vez
son más enanos los talvez
y crece la condenación
de los así será
Los perdidos reinventan la ocasión
del colmillo animal

Alabado el todavía
que me sirve una canción
Alabado cada día
alabado cada día
de labor e ilustración

Alabada la verdad
como material de luz
Alabada mi ciudad
cuando baja de la cruz

Poco amor
el verdadero da dolor
La voz de las antenas va
sustituyendo al dios
Cuando finalice la mutación
nueva edad media habrá

Quien ayer me daba un beso
ahora me trata de usted

Yo no quiero aprender eso
yo no quiero aprender eso
ni al derecho ni al revés

Búsquenme la buena mano
necesito el curador
Después de haber sido hermano
es muy triste ser señor

Er Kan Altijd Nog Een Tandje Bij
Composer(s): Bart Peeters
Performer(s): Bart Peeters



'k Had een vriendin die bij de turnkring was
ze had een slangelijf
Dat kwam soms goed van pas
ja dat stond buiten kijf
Ik zei "leve de Kamasutra"
maar mag ik nu weer vrij
Weet je wat mijn vriendin toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dat was wat mijn turnkringlief toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
Ik liep te joggen in het park
er hing nog mist
Ik botste op een stijve hark
een exhibitionist
Ik vroeg heb je het niet koud in die barrige kledij
weet je wat die exhibitionist toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dat was wat die exhibitionist toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
Ik richt mij soms tot God de heer
Al zegt Hij nooit iets terug
Dan zeg ik God ik ben het weer
ik roddel nooit achter u rug
Dan maakt die rotellende hier op aarde U nog blij
dan denk ik soms alsof hij zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dan lijkt het soms alsof hij smilend zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dan lijkt het soms alsof hij smilend zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij 

Alabama Song
Composer(s): Kurt Weill - Bertolt Brecht
First performance by: Lotte Lenya & Irene Eden - 1927
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1991 - Alabama-Song (by Ute Lemper)
2008 - Alabamasangen (by Lars Lilholt Band)



Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why 

When You're A Free Man 
Composer(s): Mike Pinder
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Time... quickly passes by
If only we could talk again
Someday I (hope) I'll see you smiling
When you're a free man again

High... on a mountain side
We laughed and talked of things to come
Someway I know I'll see you shining
When we're all free men again

You left your country for peace of mind
And something tells me you're doin' alright
How are the children and Rosemarie
I long to see you
And be in your company

Someday I (hope) I'll see you smiling
When you're a free man again
I often wonder why
Our world has gone so far astray
Someway I know I'll see you shining
When we're all free men again

You gave love freely to those with tears
Your eyes were sad (when) you saw (their) need
You know that love lasts for eternity
Let's be God's children
And live in perfect peace
Peace perfect peace
Perfect peace
Peace
Someway I know I'll see you shining
When you're a free man
When we're all free men again

When you're a free man

Alabama Soft Spoken Blues
Composer(s): Maggie Graham - Nanci Griffith
Performer(s): Nanci Griffith



Southern man, you sure are pretty
got a smile to still the city
And Lord, you know, you got those sleepy eyes
Alabama sweet-talking baby
calmed the heart of a lonely lady
You kept me flying high
and the leaving easy
And it's Dallas in the rain
and I was dreaming
October winds still blowing, Lord
you know the song were flowing
From a broken-hearted lady
by the wayside
Listen to my song, you
kept it ringing clean and strong
You held me like an angel
to confide in
And I tried to make you home
But I was dreaming

Lord, I guess you just ain't home
that damned old telephone
Is trying hard to help me find the lines here.
Wish that you could understand
why I love the other man
He gives me truth and reason
I believe in

Alabama soft-spoken blues again
Alabama soft-spoken blues again
Early morning fog is rolling in
time for leaving

Alabama soft-spoken blues

When You're 21
Composer(s): Carl Perkins
Performer(s): Carl Perkins



Now, y'was just a young fellah, Son
The night your poor Mama died
And you don't remember it now
Why, we was both right there by Mama's side
Ya see, your Ma had this sickness, Boy
From all the hard work she'd done
And she prayed all of her life
That God would let her raise her baby to be twenty-one
Aw, me and you never moved into town, Boy
We just kept on livin' out here
And life's been pretty bad
For the past twenty-one years

Aw, I remember now when you was a little fellah
And I used to take my boy to church
And I seen you in the choir with them other young'uns
And it gave this heart a jerk
Ah, you sounded like a little bitty angel, Boy
And to Papa you sure did look sweet
Even though your little ragged britches
They came half-way to your skinny little knees

After the service was all over
Aw, it always filled your Papa's heart with joy
The good Preacher'd step down
And he'd pat your little head and then he'd say
"Carlin, you've got yourself a fine little boy"

Then me and you'd get in the wagon, Child
And you'd look over towards me
And you know, you just smiled an'
Why, I'd hand you the lines,
And I'd let you drive for a little while
Oh I guess life has been tough
For me, and for you too Son
And I know tonight that I've prayed all of my life
That I could raise my baby to be twenty-one

So tonight, Son
Livin' the life down here is about over
And my work's on earth about done
Maybe now I'll get to go see the Lord and to live with your Mama
Aw, thank you Lord
'Cause tonight my baby is twenty-one

Precious, sacred scenes untold

Alabama Rain
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce



Lazy days in mid July, country sunday mornings
dusty haze on summer highways, sweet magnolia calling

Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

Drive-in movies friday night, drinking beer and laughin'
somehow things were always right, just don't know what hap-pened

Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

We were only kids but then, I never heard it said
that kids can't fall in love and feel the same

I can still remember the first time I told I loved you

On a dusty mid July, country summer's evening
a weeping willow sung its lullaby and shared our se - cret

Now and then I find myself thinking of the days
that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain
that we were walking in the Ala -- bama rain

When Your Old Wedding Ring Was New
Composer(s): Bert Douglas; Charles McCarthy; Joseph Solieri
Performer(s): Jimmy Roselli;
and various other artists



Shades of night are falling
Bringing memories
Memories of a bygone day
Though it may be December
Though we're old and gray
To me you're still my blushing bride of May

When your old wedding ring was new
And each dream that we dreamed came true
I remember with pride how we stood side by side
What a beautiful picture you made as my bride
Even though silver crowns your hair
I can still see those gold ringlets there
Love's old flame is the same
As the day I changed your name
When your old wedding ring was new

Alabama Jubilee
Composer(s): George L. Cobb - Jack Yellen
Performer(s): Arthur Collins & Byron Harlan 
and multiple other artists



You ought to see deacon Jones
When he rattles the bones
Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown
Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three
Shoutin' "I'm full o' pep!
Watch yo' step!, watch yo' step!
One legged Joe danced aroun' on his toe
Threw away his crutch and hollered, "let 'er go!"
Oh, honey, hail! hail! the gang's all here
For an Alabama jubilee

Mandolins, violins
Hear the darkies tunin' up, the fun begins
Come this way, don't delay
Better hurry, honey dear, or you'll be missin'
Music sweet, rag-time treat
Goes right to your head and trickles to your feet
It's a reminder, a memory finder
Of nights down in old Alabam'

Hear that flute, it's a beaut
And the tunes it's tootin', tootsie, ain't they cute?
Let's begin, it's a sin
To be missin' all this syncopated music!
Oh, you Jane, once again
Give your legs some exercise to that refrain
Boy, that's what makes me so dreamy and takes me
Back home to my old Alabam'

When Your Lover Has Gone
Composer(s): Einar Aaron Swan
Performer(s): Gene Austin;
and various other artists



What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming
That comes with each new love affair
The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish
And leaves you with castles in air

When you're alone, who cares for starlit skies
When you're alone, the magic moonlight dies
At break of dawn, there is no sunrise
When your lover has gone

What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring
What lonely hours, with memories lingering
Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything
When your lover has gone

Alabama Highway
Composer(s): Steve Young
Performer(s): Steve Young; Jim McGuire; Willie Heath Neal



I'm Riding Down by Your old Shack Today
I'm Riding Down by Your old Shack Today
Riding On Down This Alabama Highway
I'm Riding Down by Your Old Shack Today

Lord, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields
Lord, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields
Worked So Hard Lord, I Thought It Was Unreal
Yea, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields.

Alabama Hiway, Take Me On Neath the Moonlight Toward The Day
Turn Supernatural, Take Me to the Stars, And Let Me Play
I Wanna Be Free, Alabama Highway

Yes I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland
Yes I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland
I Wonder Why You Never Give Me A Helping Hand
Cause I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland

Alabama Highway
Take Me On
Neath the Moonlight Toward the day ..
I wanna be free, .. Alabama Highway

When Your Lover Comes Back
Composer(s): Berry Gordy Jr.
Performer(s): Mary Wells



The night is so clear & there's a moon above
Kiss me so sweetly, and I'm in love
So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby)
What you gonna do (what you gonna do)
When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back)
When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)

It started as a plaything, didn't mean no harm
But now it's not a plaything when you take me in your arms
So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby)
What you gonna do (what you gonna do)
When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back)
When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)

We had a quarrel; you left me so blue
I was just being kind to you; now I need you (I need you)
I need you (I need you) so bad

It started as a plaything, didn't mean no harm
But now it's not a plaything when you take me in your arms
So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby)
What you gonna do (what you gonna do)
When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back)
When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)

When your lover comes back

Alabama Getaway
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter
Performer(s): Grateful Dead
and multiple other artists



32 teeth in a jawbone, Alabama trying for none
Before I have to hit him, I hope he's got the sense to run
Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything
Why they all believe him? 
He wears a big diamond ring

Alabama getaway, getaway 
Alabama getaway, getaway
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away

Major Domo Billy Bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me
"What's this about Alabama? 
It keeps a coming back to me
Heard your plea in the courthouse 
Witness box began to rock and rise
49 sister states all had Alabama in there eyes

Alabama getaway, getaway 
Alabama getaway, getaway
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away

Major said why don't we give him rope enough to hang himself?
No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves
23rd psalm Major Domo, reserve me a table for three
Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, Alabama, and me

Alabama getaway, getaway 
Alabama getaway, getaway
Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away

When Your Hair Has Turned To Silver
Composer(s): Peter De Rose; Charles Tobias
Performer(s): Vera Lynn; 
and various other artists



When your hair has turned to silver
I will love you just the same
I will only call you sweetheart
That will always be your name . . .

Through a garden filled with roses
Down the sunset trail we'll stray
When your hair has turned to silver
I will love you as today . . .

Through a garden filled with roses
Down the sunset trail we'll stray
When your hair has turned to silver
I will love you as today . . .

Alabama Bound
Composer(s): Leadbelly
Performer(s): Leadbelly



I'm Alabama bound
I'm Alabama bound
And if the train don't stop and turn around
I'm Alabama bound

Oh, don't you leave me here
Oh, don't you leave me here
But if you must go anyhow
Just leave a dime for beer

Oh don't you be like me
Oh don't you be like me
Drink your good sweet cherry wine
And let that whiskey be

Well your hair don't curve
And your eyes ain't blue
Well if you don't want me, Polly Ann
Well I don't want you

When You Wore A Tulip
Composer(s): Percy Wenrich; Jack Mahoney
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis;
and various other artists



When you wore a tulip
A sweet, yellow tulip
And I wore a big red rose
When you caressed me
'Twas then Heaven blessed me
Such a blessing no one knows
You made life cheery
When you called me dearie
'Twas down where the blue grass grows
Oh, it was sweeter than julep
When you wore a tulip
And I wore a big red rose

Ala De Colibrí
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Hoy me propongo fundar un partido de sueños
talleres donde reparar alas de colibríes
Se admiten tarados, enfermos, gordos sin amor
tullidos, enanos, vampiros y días sin sol

Hoy voy a patrocinar el candor desahuciado
esa crítica masa de Dios que no es pos ni moderna
Se admiten proscritos, rabiosos, pueblos sin hogar
desaparecidos deudores del banco mundial

Por una calle
descascarada
por una mano
bien apretada

Hoy voy a hacer asamblea de flores marchitas
de deshechos de fiesta infantil, de piñatas usadas
de sombras en pena -del reino de lo natural
que otorgan licencia a cualquier artefacto de amar

Por el levante
por el poniente
por el deseo
por la simiente

por tanta noche
por el sol diario
en compañía
y en solitario

Ala de colibrí
liviana y pura
Ala de colibrí
para la cura

When You Wish Upon A Star
Composer(s): Leigh Harline; Ned Washington
Performer(s): Cliff Edwards



When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

Al Venir Hacia Acá
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Al venir hacia acá
iba mirando el color de la acera
Era gris, como siempre
algo sucia y gastada
Tambien conté las grietas
y había cuarenta y tres nidos de hormigas

Al venir hacia acá
iba escuchando el sonido del aire
Era confuso y mezclado
en camiones y puertas
La gente se besaba
y había ruidos sin nombre ni apariencia

Al venir hacia acá
iba lentamente
como una ceremonia
secreta del camino
Al venir hacia acá
iba sonriendo
tranquilo y poderoso
como cualquiera que anda

Al venir hacia acá
iba tocando la piel de algún árbol
Eran húmedas, suaves
(eran pieles de árbol)
Tambien corté unas hojas
para soltarlas al aire de la noche

When You Were Sweet Sixteen
Composer(s): James Thornton
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers;
and various other artists



You were sweet sixteen, you were sweet sixteen

I love you as I never loved before! 
Since first I met you on the village green
Come to me, or my dream of love is o'er! 
I love you as I loved you
When you were sweet 
When you were sweet sixteen

When first I saw the lovelight in your eye
And dreamt the world held naught but joy for me
And even though we drifted far apart
I never dreamt of what I dream of thee 

I love you as I never loved before! 
Since first I met you on the village green
Come to me, or my dream of love is o'er! 
I love you as I loved you
When you were sweet 
When you were sweet sixteen