TV Mama
Composer(s): Lou Willie Turner - Johnny Winter 
Performer(s): Big Joe Turner
and multiple other artists



Well I laid down last night
And I turned my TV on
You know I laid down last night 
I turned my TV on
You know she's a good old box people 
But I believe my tube is blown

Well my baby she was cryin'
Want me to get my TV fixed
Ohuuu she was cryin'
Wanna get my TV fixed
She said our TV needs service 
And she needs it mighty quick 

By the way now 

Well I called the TV doctor 
He came over right away 
He said to see what he can do 
He'd have to haul my tube away
I told no Damn well I'll never do 
Man if you don't get the picture
I'm gonna do some work on you

Work a while go ahead now
(get the picture right?)

Got my TV working 
My old tube is like brand new
And now I got my TV workin'
My old tube is like brand new
Yes come over baby
And I show my tube to you
haha
How do you like my tube?

I Wonder (Departure)
French Title: Imagine-Moi - 1983
Composer(s): Stig Erik Leopold Anderson; Benny Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1977



This park and these houses, old streets I have walked
Everything dear, will it be here
One day when I am returning?
My friends will get married, have children and homes
It sounds so nice, well-planned and wise
Never expecting surprises

I wonder, it's frightening
Leaving now, is that the right thing?
I wonder, it scares me
But who the the hell am I if I don't leave it
I'm not a coward
Oh no, I'll be strong
One chance in a lifetime
Yes I will take it, it can't go wrong

My friends and my family, this dull little town
Buses I've missed, boys that I've kissed
Everything old and familiar

I wonder, it's frightening
Leaving now, is that the right thing?
I wonder, it scares me
But who the the hell am I if I don't leave it
I'm not a coward
Oh no, I'll be strong
One chance in a lifetime
Yes I will take it...
Yes I will take it, it can't go wrong

Knight Of The Woeful Countenance
From "The Man Of La Mancha"
Composer(s): Joe Darion; Mitch Leigh



Innkeeper:
Hail, Knight of the Woeful Countenance
Knight of the Woeful Countenance!
Wherever you go
People will know
Of the glorious deeds
Of the Knight of the Woeful Countenance!

Farewell and good cheer
Oh my brave cavalier
Ride onward to glorious strife
I swear when you're gone
I'll remember you well
For all of the rest of my life

Hail, Knight of the Woeful Countenance
Knight of the Woeful Countenance
Fare to the foe
They will quail at the sight
Of the Knight of the Woeful Countenance!
Oh valorous Knight
Go and fight for the right
And battle all villains that be
But oh, when you do
What will happen to you
Thank God I won't be there to see!

Aldonza, Sancho, Innkeeper:
Hail, Knight of the Woeful Countenance
Knight of the Woeful Countenance!
Wherever you go
People will know
Of the glorious deeds
Of the Knight of the Woeful Countenance!

TV Is The Thing This Year
Composer(s): William Sanford - Philip E. Medley
Performer(s): Dinah Washington; Lee Aaron; Dianne Reeves



Well if you wanna have fun come home with me
You can stay all night and play with my TV

TV is the thing this year
This year, TV is the thing this year
Radio was great, but now it's outta date
TV is the thing this year

Last night I was watchin' old Tom Mix
My TV broke and I was in a fix
Got on the phone an' called my man, I said
"Get here, Daddy, as fast as you can"

TV is the thing this year
This year, TV is the thing this year
Radio was great, but now it's outta date
TV is the thing this year

He turned my dial to channel one
I knew that this was gonna be fun
Turned right up to channel two
That station thrilled me through and through
Moved one notch to channel three
I said how I love what you're doin' to me

TV is the thing this year
This year, TV is the thing this year
Radio was great, but now it's outta date
TV is the thing this year

He moved on up to channel four
Just about the time someone knocked on the door
And the way he eased into channel five
I swear that man had fluid drive

Moved one notch to channel six
Opened up his little bag o' tricks
On channel seven, the show was late
But we still got our kicks on channel eight

TV is the thing this year
This year, TV is the thing this year
Radio was great, but now it's outta date
TV is the thing this year

He grooved on up to channel nine
Said, "Sweet baby, are you satisfied?"
Turned it up to channel ten
And then, we did it, all over again
He finally hit, on channel eleven
I cried, "More, more", you treat your Daddy good

TV is the thing this year
This year, TV is the thing this year
Radio was great, but now it's outta date
TV is the thing this year

Roane County Prison
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Bill Monroe
and multiple other artists



In the beautiful hills, way back in Roane County
There's where I roamed for many long years
There's where my heart's been tending most ever
That's where the first step of misfortune I made

I was about thirty years when I courted and married
Amanda Gilbraith was then called my wife
Her brother stabbed me for some unknown reason
Just three months later I'd taken Tom's life

For twenty five years this whole world I rambled
I went to old England, to France and to Spain
But I thought of my home way back in Roane County
I boarded a steamer and came back again

I was captured and tried in the village of Kingston
Not a man in the county would speak one kind word
When the jury came in with the verdict next morning
A lifetime in prison was the words that I heard

When the train pulled out poor mother stood weepin'
And sister she sat alone with a sigh
And the last words I heard was "Willie, God bless you"
Was "Willie, God bless you, God bless you, good bye"

In the scorching hot sand of the foundry I'm workin'
Toiling and working my poor life away
They'll measure my grave on the banks of old Cumberland
Just as soon as I finish the rest of my days

Sweet Martha was grave but Corey was better
There's better and worse, although you can see
Boys when you write home from the prison in Nashville
Place one of my songs in your letter for me

Knock Me A Kiss
Composer(s): Mike Jackson - Andy Razaf
First recording/First release by: Louis Jordan & his Tympani 5 - 1941/1942
Covered by multiple other artists



I like cake and no mistake
But baby, if you insist
I'll cut out the cake, just for your sake
Baby! C'mon, knock me a kiss
I like pie, I hope to die
Just get a load of this
When you get high, doggone the pie
Baby! C'mon, knock me a kiss
When you pressed your sweet little lips to mine
Then I understood
They taste like candy, brandy and wine
Peaches, bananas and everything fine
I love jam and no film flam
Scratch that off my list
This aint no jam, the jam can scram
Baby! C'mon, knock me a kiss
Yeah baby, when you pressed your sweet little lips to mine
Twas then I understood, oh babe
They taste like candy, brandy and wine
Peaches, bananas and everything fine
I love jam and no film flam
Scratch that off my list
This aint no jam, the jam can scram
Baby! C'mon, knock me a kiss
Knock me a kiss

TV Is King
Composer(s): Cotton Bend - Fee Waybill - Prince - Vince Welnick
Performer(s): The Tubes



I wish I was the man with the mechanical heart
I'd conquer all my enemies alone
I'd tear the guys apart
then scatter the pieces

I wish I was the man in the soundproof booth
I wish I had a chance to stump the band
or maybe tell truth
and maybe I could win a color television

I really love my--television
I love to sit by--television
Can't live without my--television
TV is king
You're my everything

I wish I had the girl with the bouncy hair
We'd ride off in a brand new car
or fly a plane somewhere
like probably Jamaica
I brush my teeth, shampoo my hair, and shave my face
Apply the necessary aerosol
in the appropriate place
And we'll spend the night together watching television

I can't turn off my--television
Don't really know why--television
I understand my--television
You got your works in a drawer and your color's on track
You have to break away but you always come back
You make a hundred changes but you're always the same
You make me so excited and you make me so lame
You're just a tube full of gas and a box full of tin
But you show me your charms and I want to jump in
Oh if only your chassis was covered with skin
'Cause TV you're my everything

I really love my--television
I love to sit by--television
Can't live without my--television
I can't turn off my--television
Don't really know why--television
I understand my--television
I really love my--television

TV is king
You're my everything
TV is king

I Wished On The Moon
Composer(s): Ralph Rainger; Dorothy Parker
First performance by: Bing Crosby - 1935
and multiple other artists



I wished on the moon, for something I never knew
Wished on the moon, for more than I ever knew
A sweeter rose, a softer sky, an April day
That would not dance away

I begged of the stars to throw me a beam or two
Wished on the stars and asked for a dream or two
I looked for every loveliness, it all came true
I wished on the moon .... for you 

Knock On Wood
((French Version: Aussi Dur Que Du Bois (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1967))
Composer(s): Eddie Floyd - Steve Cropper
First release by: Eddie Floyd - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



I dont want to lose you, this good thing
that I got cause if I do
I will surely surely lose a lot
'cause your love is better than any love I know
it's like thunder and lightning
the way you love me is frightening
you better knock, knock on wood, baby
I'm not superstitious about ya
but I can't take no chance
I got me spinnin, baby, you know I'm in a trance
'cause your love is better
than any love I know
it's like thunder and lightning
the way you love me is frightening
you better knock, knock on wood, baby
it's no secret about it
that woman is my loving cup
'cause she sees to it, that I get enough
just one touch from here
you know it means so much
it's like thunder and lightening
the way you love me is frightening
you better knock, knock on wood, baby
you better knock, knock, knock on wood

Tuxedo Junction
Composer(s): Erskine Hawkins - Julian Dash - Bill Johnson - Buddy Feyne
First release: Erskine Hawkins & His Orch. - 1939
Covered by multiple other artists



Feelin' low 
Rockin' slow
I want to go 
Right back where I belong 

Way down south in Birmingham 
I mean south in Alabam' 
There's an old place where people go 
To dance the night away 

They all drive or walk for miles 
To get jive that southern style 
It's an old jive that makes you want 
To dance till break of day 

It's a junction where the town folks meet 
At each function in a tux they greet you 

Come on down, forget your care 
Come on down, you'll find me there 
So long town, I'm heading for 
Tuxedo Junction now 

Feelin' low 
Rockin' slow 
I want to go 
Right back where I belong 

Way down south in Birmingham 
I mean south in Alabam' 
There's an old place where people go 
To dance the night away 

They all drive or walk for miles 
To get jive that southern style 
It's an old jive that makes you want 
To dance till break of day 

It's a junction where the town folks meet 
At each function in a tux they greet you 

Come on down, forget your care 
Come on down, you'll find me there 
So long town, I'm heading for 
Tuxedo Junction now 

Tuxedo Junction now

I Wish You Love
((Adapted from: Que Reste-T-Il De Nos Amours? (Charles Trenet) - 1942))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - Léo Chauliac - Albert A. Beach
Performer(s): Keely Smith - 1957
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - Ce-A Mai Iramas? (Alla Baianova)
1988 - Che Cosa Resterà Di Me (Gianni Morandi)
1999 - Che Cosa Resta (Franco Battiato)



Goodbye, no use leading with our chins
This is where our story ends
Never lovers, ever friends

Goodbye, let our hearts call it a day
But before you walk away
I sincerely want to say

I wish you bluebirds in the Spring
To give your heart a song to sing
And then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love

And in July, a lemonade
To cool you in some leafy glade
I wish you health and more than wealth, I wish you love
My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be
So with my best, my very best, I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm
A cozy fire to keep you warm
But most of all, when snowflakes fall
I wish you love

I wish you bluebirds in the Spring
To give your heart a song to sing
And then a kiss, but more than this I wish you love

And in July, a lemonade
To cool you in some leafy glade
I wish you health and more than wealth, I wish you love
My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be
So with my best, my very best, I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm
A cozy fire to keep you warm
But most of all, when snowflakes fall
I wish you love 

Knock Three Times
Composer(s): Irwin Levine; Russell Brown
Performer(s): Dawn;
and various other artists



Hey girl what ya doin' down there
Dancin' alone every night while I live right above you
I can hear your music playin'
I can feel your body swayin'
One floor below me you don't even know me
I love you

Oh my darling 
Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me 
Twice on the pipe if the answer is no
Oh my sweetness
Means you'll meet me in the hallway
Twice on the pipe means you ain't gonna show

If you look out your window tonight
Pull in the string with the note that's attached to my heart
Read how many times I saw you
How in my silence I adored you
Only in my dreams did that wall between us come apart

Oh my darling 
Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me 
Twice on the pipe if the answer is no
Oh my sweetness
Means you'll meet me in the hallway
Twice on the pipe means you ain't gonna show

I can hear your music playin'
I can feel your body swayin'
One floor below me you don't even know me
I love you

Oh my darling 
Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me 
Twice on the pipe if the answer is no
Oh my sweetness
Means you'll meet me in the hallway
Twice on the pipe means you ain't gonna show

Tutti-Frutti
Composer(s): Little Richard - Dorothy LaBostrie - Joe Lubin
First release: Little Richard and His Band - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages: 
1962 - Tutti-Frutti (Finnish Version) (Pekka Loukiala)
1964 - Tutti Frutti (German Version) (The Swinging Blue Jeans)
1979 - Gang I Den - Jenny Jenny - Er Det Rudi (Rock Nalle & The Flames)
1984 - Medley: Blue Suede Shoes - Rip It Up - Tutti Frutti (Will Tura)



Wop-bop-a-loom-a-boom-bam-boom tutti frutti
au rutti tutti frutti au rutti tutti frutti
au rutti tutti frutti au rutti tutti frutti
au rutti wop-bop-a-loom-bop-a-boom-bam-boom

Got a gal named Sue
She knows just what to do
She rocks to the east
She rocks to the west
She's the gal I love best

I got a gal named Daisy
She almost drives me crazy
She knows how to love me
Yes indeed, boy you don't know
What she does to me 

Che Cosa Resta ((aka Che Cosa Resterà Di Me (Lucio Dalla - 1988))
((Adapted from: Que Reste-T-Il De Nos Amours? (Charles Trenet) - 1942))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - Léo Chauliac - Gesualdo Bufalino
Performer(s): Franco Battiato - 1999

Versions In Other Languages:
1957 - I Wish You Love (Keely Smith)
1977 - Ce-A Mai Iramas? (Alla Baianova)



Chissà cosa mormora il vento
stasera col suo lamento
dietro la porta laggiù
Di già il caminetto s'é spento
io chiudo gli occhi e rammento
gli amori di gioventù
Di voi che resta antichi amori
giorni di festa teneri ardori
solo una mesta
foto ingiallita fra le mie dita
Di voi che resta sguardi innocenti
lacrime e risa e giuramenti
solo sepolto in un cassetto qualche biglietto
Sere d'aprile sogni incantati
capelli al vento baci rubati
che resta dunque di tutto ciò ditemi un pò
Rivedo un viso mormoro un nome
ma non ricordo quando né come
penso a un villaggio dove non so se tornerò
Mai più mano con mano nel buio
stupiti d'essere due felici senza perché
Mai più fiori nascosti nel libro
il cui profumo ci inebria ma presto evapora ahimé
Di voi che resta antichi amori
grandi segreti complici cuori
solo nel petto male guarita una ferita
Di voi che resta parole audaci carezze caste timide braci
solo una cenere che più non fuma ma si consuma
Chiari di luna dolci sentieri e tu perduta anima di ieri
perché sparisti chi ti rubò dimmelo un pò
Solo un motivo risento ancora d'un fuggitivo disco d'allora
e a un luogo penso dove non so se tornerò 

Knock, Knock, Who's There?
Composer(s): John Carter; Stephens
First performance by: Mary Hopkin - 1970



Tears of rain run down my window pane
I'm on my own again good ev'ning sorrow
Sit and dream of how things might have been
And as I close my eyes I get the strangest feeling

Climb the stair and then I say a pray'r
For someone who could share my situation
But instead as I lay down my head

I have to leave it all to my imagination

Refrain:

Knock
knock who's there ?
Could this be love that's calling
The door is always open wide

Knock
knock who's there ?
Now as the night is falling

Take off your coat and come inside

Tutti Frutti
((Adapted from: Tutti-Frutti (English Version) (Little Richard and His Band) - 1955))
Composer(s): Little Richard - Dorothy LaBostrie - Joe Lubin
Performer(s): The Swinging Blue Jeans - 1964

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Tutti-Frutti (Finnish Version) (Pekka Loukiala)
1964 - Tutti Frutti (German Version) (The Swinging Blue Jeans)
1979 - Gang I Den - Jenny Jenny - Er Det Rudi (Rock Nalle & The Flames)
1984 - Medley: Blue Suede Shoes - Rip It Up - Tutti Frutti (Will Tura)



Wabadadooda wambambam
Tutti Frutti all route it Tutti Frutti all route it
Tutti Frutti
all route it Tutti Frutti all route it
Tutti Frutti
all route it
Wabadadooda wambambam
Von Liverpool kommen wir
mit einem tollen Beat
Gestern war ihrem neu
heut' tanzen alle mit!
So geht's jeden Tag
so geht's jede Nacht
bis uns der Rhythmus crazy macht!
Tutti Frutti...
Von Liverpool kommen wir
und alles hat gestaunt
Ost und wWest
Süd und Nord
über diesen Supersound!
So geht's jeden Tag
so geht's jede Nacht
bis uns der Rhythmus crazy macht!
Tutti Frutti...
von Liverpool kommen wir mit einem tollen Beat...

I Wish You Could Have Turned My Head (And Left My Heart Alone)
Composer(s): Sonny Throckmorton
Performer(s): Oak Ridge Boys; T.G. Sheppard



I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone
Ever since I met you, baby, you have done me wrong
You walk by and you shake that thing and you know I'm not that strong
I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone

The first time I laid eyes on you, got caught up in your sway
I thought I didn't have a chance and then you looked my way
From the longing to the loving, girl, we've made it all the way
But for all the hunger in my eyes, my heart has had to pay

I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone
Ever since I met you, baby, you have done me wrong
You walk by and you shake that thing and you know I'm not that strong
I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone

I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone
Ever since I met you, baby, you have done me wrong
You walk by and you shake that thing and you know I'm not that strong
I wish you could have turned my head and left my heart alone

Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists



Mama, take this badge up from me
I can't use it any more
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door

Mama, wipe the blood from my face
I'm sick and tired of the war
Got that old black feeling and it's out to trace
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door ...

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them any more
Heaven's old black train is a-pullin' on down
Feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door ...

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ...

Mama, take this badge up from me

Tutti All'infreno
Composer(s): Antonello Venditti
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti



"Pentiti, suddito pentiti, hai fatto tanto hai fatto pure troppo
adesso restituisci sto malloppo 
Cazzo"

L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto
ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora
La nostra storia non è soltanto una grande piovra
ci vogliono un cuore, due mai e tre palle per vivere ancora
E giacca e cravatta nell'azzurro te ne vai
oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo chiamare
sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù
tutti all'inferno del fuoco eterno
e poi giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù

Buon giorno amore, oh, fuori c'è il sole
è bello restarsene ancora abbracciati sotto le lenzuola
Fuori c'è Roma, e una domenica di primavera
andremo a passeggio per le strade del centro fino a piazza Navona
Ma giacca e cravatta da domani te ne andrai
oh, è il nuovo che avanza, non lo senti il suo viavai
sei già nella lista del clan di Belzebù
tutti alla festa, la grande festa
ancora più giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù
giù, giù, giù, giù

L'avevo detto che questo mondo non era perfetto
ma qui tra il dare e l'avere i conti non tornano ancora
non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora
non tornano ancora, non tornano ancora...

I Wish You Could Be Here
Composer(s): Paul Simon; Bruce Woodley
Performer(s): The Seekers; The Cyrkle; The Sons of Champlin



Looking from my window
On the freshly fallen snow
That sparkles as it tumbles 
Upon the streets below
And the crackle of the fire
Is laughing in my ear
And the room is warm and sleepy
Oh, I wish you could be here

Sundays in this town
There's not a lot for me to do
I've been listening to some records
But my thoughts return to you
Oh, I try to read the paper
But the words aren't very clear
And I know there's something missing
I wish you could be here

I keep listening for your footsteps
Or the key turned in the door
I sure could use your company
But I've said all that before
And the winter's going to last 
A long time this year
I've got lots of empty time to fill
And I wish you could be here