Goin’ Back
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King
Performer(s): Dusty Springfield



I think I’m goin’ back
To the things
I learned so well
In my youth

I think I’m returning to
Those days
When I was young enough
To know the truth

Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more colouring books
No christmas bells to chime

But thinking young
And growing older
Is no sin
And I can play
The game of life to win

I can recall the time
When I wasn’t ashamed
To reach out to a friend
And now I think I’ve got
A lot more than
A skipping rope to lend

Now there’s more to do
Than watch my sailboat glide
And everyday can be
My magic carpet ride
And I can play hide and seek with my fears
And live my days instead of counting my years

Let everyone debate the true reality
I’d rather see the world the way it used to be
A little bit of freedom’s
All we lack
So catch me if you can
I’m goin’ back

Dead Skunk
((Dutch Version: Een Witte Eend (Op Het Midden Van De Weg) (Ciska Peters & Ronnie Tober) - 1974))
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
First release by: Loudon Wainwright III - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog
On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog 
Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

C'mon stink!

You got it!
It's dead, it's in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle!
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven!
All over the road, technicolor man!
Oh, you got pollution
It's dead, it's in the middle
And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!

Another Hit And Run
Composer(s): Joe Elliott - Rick Savage
Performer(s): Def Leppard



Union Jack is back with a hole in his head
He's gettin' badly burned every time
He's laughin' at me and dancin' on my sneakers
And his sixties songs are blowin' up my speakers

I say you got no respect
Respect for authority
You're just playing your dirty tricks
And then come cryin' to me

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just a hit and run
Another hit and run

The bulldog lost his bite and his breath has gone bad
And the whole damn world is really laughin' mad

I say you got no respect
Respect for authority
You're just playing your dirty tricks
And then come cryin' to me

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just a hit and run
Another hit and run

Hit it!!
Oh bring it down
Oh you bring it down

I say you ain't got no respect
I say you ain't got no respect
No you ain't got no respect
And you hit me when I'm down

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just another hit and run
I said it's just another hit and run

Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
It's just another hit and run
Hit and run

Dead Presidents
Composer(s): Billy "The Kid" Emerson - Willie Dixon
First release by: Little Walter - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Them dead presidents
Them dead presidents
Well I ain't broke but I'm badly bent
Everybody loves them dead presidents

A little bit of Lincoln can't park the car
Washington he can't go too far
Jefferson is good, played the track
If you think you're gonna bring some big bitch back

Them dead presidents...

Hamilton on a ten can get you straight
But Jackson on a twenty is really great
And if you're talkin about a poor man's friend
Grant will get you out of whatever you're in

Them dead presidents...

A hundred dollar Franklin is really sweet
A five hundred McKinley is the one for me
If I get a Cleveland I'm really set
A thousand dollar Cleveland is hard to get

Them dead presidents...

Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis



No matter who I'm dreaming with
Honey you start talking in my sleep
Then I wake up and start making up
A lie while you sleep
Like an old time friend I squeeze her hand
And I walk away unsatisfied
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye

I laughed a lot with Mary Ann
I cried with Melody
And Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee
I can't count the hearts I've stepped on
Because of loving you
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye

I laughed a lot with Mary Ann
I cried with Melody
Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee
Lord I can't count the hearts I've stepped on
Because of loving her
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Have Mercy Baby ...

Dead Man's Curve
Composer(s): Jan Berry - Roger Christian - Artie Kornfeld - Brian Wilson
First release by: Jan & Dean - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night
When an XKE pulled up on the right
He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag
And challenged me then and there to a drag
I said "You're on buddy -- my mill's running fine
Let's come off the line now at Sunset and Vine
But I'll go you one better, if you've got the nerve
Let's race all the way -- to Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
The street was deserted late Friday night
We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine!
I flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But I pulled her out and there we were - at Dead Man's Curve
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve...)
"Well, the last thing I remember, Doc
I started to swerve
And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right"
Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve...
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"

Another Girl
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First recording/First release by: The Beatles - 1965



For I have got another girl, another girl 

You're making me say that I've got nobody but you 
But as from today well I've got somebody that's new 
I ain't no fool and I don't take what I don't want 
For I have got another girl, another girl 

She's sweeter that all the girls and I've met quite a few 
Nobody in all the world can do what she can do 
And so I'm telling you this time you'd better stop 
For I have got another girl 

Another girl who will love me till the end 
Through thick and thin she will always be my friend 

I don't wanna say that I've been unhappy with you 
But as from today, well I've seen somebody that's new 
I ain't no fool and I don't take what I don't want 
For I have got another girl 

Another girl who will love me till the end 
Through thick and thin she will always be my friend 

For I have got another girl 

Another girl who will love me till the end 
Through thick and thin she will always be my friend 

For I have got another girl 

Dead Giveaway
Composer(s): Joey Gallo - Leon F. Sylvers III - Marquis Dair
Performer(s): Shalamar



How long you gonna carry on 
This one on one charade 
Let's don't and then say we did 
That's the game you like to play

We've been through this so many times 
The end results always the same 
I always end up complaining 
When I've got myself to blame

You're just a dead giveaway 
You'd think I'd learn to handle this by now 
You're just a dead giveaway

Girl you can't deny it 
(Even though you try) 
You keep trying to hide it 
(Baby we know why)

I get a call about 2am 
Saying you don't want to be alone 
Now I'm tired and half asleep 
But emotions are just a little too strong

I figure that I'd call your bluff 
Cause you want me to come on by 
Girl you know it's your love I've always wanted 
And this time I won't be denied

Cause you're a dead giveaway 
Girl you want me like I want you 
A dead giveaway

You're scared but you won't admit it 
(Even though you try) 
But tonight you're committed 
(Baby we know why)

Cause you're just a dead giveaway

You're not that naive girl 
(I'm finding out) 
Is playing deceiver 
(What you're all about)

Well now that you're serious 
It's time to take off that disguise 
You want more that mental stimulation 
I can see it in your eyes

For years I've been your analyst 
I've been as patient as I've been kind 
For years you've played off believing 
That I loved you for only your mind

'Cause you're a dead giveaway

I can tell by the look in your eye 
That you're a dead giveaway

I'm finding out 
What you're all about

You're just a dead giveaway

Another Door
Composer(s): Carly Simon
Performer(s): Carly Simon



Some destination
A footstep in the sand
Some indication
A truth to understand
I'm going hunting
To find it if I can
But it might be just an arrow
To still some other plan

Hidden meanings and love's strange ways
Keep me looking for more and more
But all I find is that behind
Each new door is another door

Time's printed pages
Words you won't forget
go out and try to live them
you'll be an angel yet
I'm going hunting
I think I'll win the bet
But it might end up winning me sorrow
And leaving my soul in debt

Hidden meanings and love's strange ways
Keep me looking for more and more
But all I find is that behind
Each new door is another door

Dead Flowers
((Danish Version: Sig Farvel Sigøjner (Peter Belli) - 1971))
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, when you're sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, when you're sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Another Deal Goes Down
Composer(s): Will Jennings - Steve Winwood
Performer(s): Steve Winwood



Midnight comes and the devil's loose
What you want? He's got everything there
What you've got he'll take
And leave you in the cold

One more soul drowns, another deal goes down
The night is full of danger, another deal goes down

On the street, the refugees
From a war that was lost in the heart
No one wants to see them
And the fire is burning slow

Tell me what you're searching for, will you, sister?
Emptiness inside, you will never fill it up with another thrill

Money's spent, all the words are said
Nothing helps, streets are falling apart
Through the night they're burning and the devil's on a roll 

Dead End Street
Composer(s): Ray Davies
First release by: The Kinks - 1966



There's a crack up in the ceiling
And the kitchen sink is leaking
Out of work and got no money
A Sunday joint of bread and honey

What are we living for? 
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No money coming in
The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in

We are strictly second class
We don't understand
(Dead end!) 
Why we should be on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
People are living on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
Gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 

On a cold and frosty morning 
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning
And my feet are nearly frozen
Boil the tea and put some toast on

What are we living for? 
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No chance to emigrate
I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late

We both want to work so hard
We can't get the chance
(Dead end!) 
People live on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
People are dying on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
Gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 

(Dead end!) 
People live on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
People are dying on dead end street
(Dead end!) 
Gonna die on dead end street

Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
Head to my feet (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
How's it feel? (yeah) 
How's it feel? (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah) 
Dead end street (yeah)

I just couldn't breath
The air was too thin up there
I wanted to leave but nobody seemed to care
Then you came into my life
Brought me hope so I could see my way
And now my life's changed in so many ways
I've been fooling myself, thinking that I.....could make it all by myself
That's living a lie
Then you came into my life
Picked me up when I thought I was lost
And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost

I won't make it home
I've already been shown
I won't see another day or it's gone

I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin'
I've got to make it home to see her one more time
Mistakes I've made will follow me home
They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm ...............dead and gone

Another Day, Another Town
Composer(s): Jim Croce
Performer(s): Jim & Ingrid Croce



My dusty feet have kicked the stones
Between a thousand railroad ties
From Boston down to New Orleans
I left the girls a cryin'
But I've still got some ramblin' in me
Got some miles left on my shoes
And before I take a job again
I'll have to be low-down
Cryin' the blues
So it's goodbye, baby, the whistle is a blowin'
If I miss the train I'll have to stay around
But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending
I'll be off to another day in another town

You say you'd like to ramble with me
This ain't no life for a girl
Too many people out to get you in a hobo's world
And it gets mighty cold when you're on the road
'Cause a boxcar never was a home
But you could join me if you want
I'm gettin' mighty tired of bein' alone
So it's goodbye, baby, the whistle is a blowin'
If we miss the train we'll have to stay around
But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending
We'll be off to another day in another town

But as long as those railroad tracks go on unending
We'll be off to another day in another town
We'll be off to another day in another town

Dead And Gone
Composer(s): Enrico Rosenbaum
Performer(s): Gypsy



Six days of runnin' 
I've been trying to make it home
And they pursue me till they get back what I stole
Mistakes I've made will follow me home
They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone

I know they're closin' in
I feel them close behind
I just can't shake 'em, 
It's as if they knew my mind
Mistakes I've made will follow me home
They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone

I won't make it home
I've already been shown
I won't see another day or it's gone

I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin'
I've got to make it home to see her one more time
Mistakes I've made will follow me home
They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm ...............dead and gone

I fell in this hole
Nothing but darkness there
I lost all control believing I'd die there
Then you came into my life
Picked me up when I thought I was lost
And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost

I just couldn't breath
The air was too thin up there
I wanted to leave but nobody seemed to care
Then you came into my life
Brought me hope so I could see my way
And now my life's changed in so many ways
I've been fooling myself, thinking that I.....could make it all by myself
That's living a lie
Then you came into my life
Picked me up when I thought I was lost
And now I'll keep you, no matter what the cost

I won't make it home
I've already been shown
I won't see another day or it's gone

I'm pushin' hard 'cause I'm so afraid of dyin'
I've got to make it home to see her one more time
Mistakes I've made will follow me home
They won't be paid till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm dead and gone
Till I'm ...............dead and gone

Another Day In Paradise
Composer(s): Phil Collins
First release by: Phil Collins - 1989
Covered by multiple other artists



She calls out to the man on the street
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"

He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you
You and me in paradise

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
Can't walk but she's trying

Oh think twice ...

Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there

Oh think twice ... 

Dead And Gone
Composer(s): Joe Gibson
Performer(s): Del Reeves



Where are the flowers that bloom in the spring
Where is the song that the birds used to sing
Oh, where is the happiness that they used to bring
Dead and gone, dead and gone

Tall handsome stranger in June wed my troth
Everyone heard me when I made the oath
If I couldn't have her, then I'd see them both
Dead and gone, dead and gone

Lifeless and still on the ground there they lay
What cruel fate made me find them that day
That big old black hearse came and hauled them away
Dead and gone, dead and gone

Soon they will take me away from my cell
Then will my spirit leave this earthly shell
Though God knows I'm innocent, but who can I tell
Dead and gone, dead and gone
Dead and gone, dead and gone

Another Day
Composer(s): Ron Nasty
Performer(s): The Rutles



At times like these when enemies
Can number more than friends
A friend indeed is what I need
Not someone who pretends

I'm on my way
I cannot stay
Another day

You're such a pain
Must I explain my every meaning to you
It's such a drag the way you nag at me
And make me feel blue

I'm on my way
I cannot stay
Another day

You're so pusillanimous, oh yeah
Nature's calling and I must go there

A glass of wine with Gertude Stein
I know I'll never share
But I don't mind
That's just the kind of cross each man must bear

I'm on my way
I cannot stay
Another day

You're so pusillanimous, oh yeah
Nature's calling and I must go there

Another day, I know they say
That all the world's a stage
I'll play the fool, but as a rule
I'd rather act my age

I'm on my way
I cannot stay
Another day

Deacon Blues
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
First release by: Steely Dan - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



This is the day of the expanding man
That shape is my shade
There where I used to stand
It seems like only yesterday
I gazed through the glass
At ramblers, wild gamblers
That's all in the past

You call me a fool
You say it's a crazy scheme
This one's for real
I already bought the dream
So useless to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say goodbye
I'll make it this time
I'm ready to cross that fine line

I'll learn to work the saxaphone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
And I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues

My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance
This is for me
The essence of true romance
Sharing the things we know and love
With those of my kind
Libations
Sensations
That stagger the mind

I crawl like a viper
Through these suburban streets
Make love to these women
Languid and bittersweet
I'll rise when the sun goes down
Cover every game in town
A world of my own
I'll make it my home sweet home

(refrain)
This is the night of the expanding man
I take one last drag
As I approach the stand
I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long
This brother is free
I'll be what I want to be

Another Day
Composer(s): Linda McCartney - Paul McCartney
First release by: Paul McCartney - 1971



Every Day She Takes A Morning Bath 
She Wets Her Hair
Wraps A Towel Around Her
As She's Heading For The Bedroom Chair
It's Just Another Day

Slipping Into Stockings
Stepping Into Shoes
Dipping In The Pocket Of Her Raincoat
Ah, It's Just Another Day

At The Office Where The Papers Grow She Takes A Break
Drinks Another Coffee
And She Finds It Hard To Stay Awake

It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day

Ay
So Sad, So Sad
Sometimes She Feels So Sad
Alone In Her Apartment She'd Dwell
Till The Man Of Her Dreams Comes To Break The Spell

Ah, Stay, Don't Stand Around
And He Comes And He Stays
But He Leaves The Next Day
So Sad
Sometimes She Feels So Sad

As She Posts Another Letter To The Sound Of Five
People Gather 'Round Her
And She Finds It Hard To Stay Alive

It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day

Ay
So Sad, So Sad
Sometimes She Feels So Sad
Alone In Her Apartment She'd Dwell
Till The Man Of Her Dreams Comes To Break The Spell

Ah, Stay, Don't Stand Around
And He Comes And He Stays
But He Leaves The Next Day
So Sad
Sometimes She Feels So Sad

Every Day She Takes A Morning Bath 
She Wets Her Hair
Wraps A Towel Around Her
As She's Heading For The Bedroom Chair
It's Just Another Day

Slipping Into Stockings
Stepping Into Shoes
Dipping In The Pockets Of Her Raincoat

It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day 
Du Du Du Du Du
It's Just Another Day

De Zwemmer
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Ruud Engelander
First release by: Boudewijn de Groot - 1980



Een zwemmer zwemt, hij zwemt in zee
Hij zwemt weg van het strand
Maar neemt bepaalde beelden met zich mee
Van wat hij achterliet op het land

Hij zwemt en denkt niet aan later
Hij heeft geen last van angst of aarzeling
Boven hem lucht, onder hem water
Een zwemmer is een enkeling

Hij baant zich een weg door het water
Hij is al flink op weg naar Engeland
Achter zich hoort hij geschater
Iemand die achterbleef op het strand

Wat meegaat, dat laat hij ook achter
Wat in de war van een herinnering
Kijkt hij eens om en zwemt wat zachter
Verdriet is een vertragend ding

De kust is een vage belofte
Het koude water de verzekering
Dat hij alles waarin hij geloofde
Niet zonder reden door iets nieuws verving

Een zwemmer zwemt, hij zwemt in zee
Hij zwemt weg van het strand
Maar neemt bepaalde beelden met zich mee
Van wat hij achterliet op het land