Last Kiss
Composer(s): Wayne Cochran
First release by: Wayne Cochran - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

We were out on a date in my daddy's car
We hadn't driven very far
There in the road, straight ahead ...
The car was stalled, the engine was dead
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right
Never forget the sound that night ...
The cryin' tires, the bustin' glass
The painful scream that I heard last

Well, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

Well, when I woke up, the rain was pourin' down
There were people standing all around
Something warm running in my eyes
but I found my baby somehow that night
I raised her head, and when she smiled, and said
"Hold me darling for a little while"
I held her close. I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love that I knew I would miss
But now she's gone, even though I hold her tight
I lost my love ... my life, that night

Well, where oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

Bedsitterland
Composer(s): Leo Sayer; Frank Farrell
Performer(s): Leo Sayer



I’m thinking of taking
The easy way out
Open the window
I’ll fall to the ground
I could do it -- wouldn’t be much too it

I gotta little place here in the city
It’s kind of small and dirty, it’s a bedsitter
And there’s a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes ’round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it don’t seem right
In the streets way down below me
I’m listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
In bedsitterland

And there’s a man below me on the balcony
Crying to be heard
Screaming to be heard
I’m haunted by his words
And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders
Saying he’s disturbed
He’s in another world
Screaming at the birds
Crying to be heard
I hear his every word

I’ve slept in the gutter on a summer’s day
Oh I’ve bummed cigarettes in the night cafes
I’ve joined the breadline
Believe I got a deadline

I gotta little place here in the city
It’s kind of small and dirty, it’s a bedsitter
And there’s a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes ’round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it don’t seem right
In the streets way down below me
I’m listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
The lights are going down
Nobody comes around
In bedsitterland

Last Farewell
Composer(s): Randy Sparks
Performer(s): The New Christy Mintrels



I’m go’n way at eve’n tide
Across the wide and the rollin’ sea
I bid you stay stay here by my side
And share a last farewell with me

Through snowclad mountains proud and tall
For a thousand miles ‘cross the burning sand
Our last farewell then will I recall
When I’m alone in a far off land

A wanderin’ song is all I know
Yet I love more more than words can tell
I hear the call and I’m bound to go
I leave you now with a last farewell
I leave you now with a last farewell

Bed Of Roses
Composer(s): H. Reid
Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the street
With no parents of my own, I never had a home
And an eighteen year old boy has got to eat
           
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Taking money from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
A woman of the streets this Lady Rose

This bed of roses that I lay on
Where I was taught to be a man
This bed of roses where I'm living
Is the only kind of love I understand
           
She was a handsome woman just thirty-four
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
Like most of the town wished they could do
           
And I learned all the things that a man should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
But she died knowing that I really loved her
Off life's bramble bush, I picked a rose

The Last Farewell
((Dutch Version: 'K Heb Je Lief (Bart Kaëll) - 1998))
Composer(s): Ron Webster - Roger Whittaker
First release by: Roger Whittaker - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Du Warst Mein Schönster Traum (Roger Whittaker)
1998 - 'K Heb Je Lief (Bart Kaëll)



There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale

For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell

Bed Of Nails
Composer(s): Desmond Child; Alice Cooper; Diane Warren
Performer(s): Alice Cooper; Children of Bodom



Yeah, we're gonna fight
We do it every night
Baby, when you scratch
You know I'm gonna bite
You can make me die
I can make you cry
Opposites attract
That's the reason why
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one ever gets as deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed of nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
First we're gonna kiss
then we're gonna say
Dirty little words
Only lovers say
Rockin' through the night
Rollin' on the floor
When they hear us screamin'
They'll be breakin' down the door
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one ever gets as deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed on nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
Bed of nails, bed of nails
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Gonna drive you like a hammer
Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah
No one else could make you feel
Like I do, I do, I do
No one ever gets as deep inside you
As I do, baby
Our love is a bed of nails
Love hurts good on a bed of nails
I'll lay you down and when all else fails
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
Bed of nails, get on my bed of nails
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Gonna drive you like a hammer
Baby, put me in your slammer, oh yeah
I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails

'k Heb Je Lief
((Adapted from: The Last Farewell (Roger Whittaker - 1971))
((German Version: Du Warst Mein Schönster Traum (Roger Whittaker - 1975))
Composer(s): Ron Webster - Roger Whittaker - Johan Verminnen
Performer(s): Bart Kaëll - 1998



Ja, het schip wordt geladen in de haven
We vertrekken morgen, gaan onder zeil
Weg van jou, je wuift vanop de kade
Ver van jouw land, vol zonneschijn

En waar ik morgen ben dat weet toch niemand
De zee beslist wel waar ik dan zal zijn
Maar jij bent zo mooi en lief
M'n hart wil bij je blijven en ik zal jou schrijven
Ik heb je lief
Maar jij bent zo mooi en lief
Mijn hart wil bij je blijven en ik zal jou schrijven
'k Heb je lief

Ik hoor berichten van een verre oorlog
De wereld en de zee in vuur en vlam
Wie weet wat ons nog wacht daar aan de einder
Ik denk aan jou en voel me klein en bang

Zie ik jou ooit nog terug m'n lief, ik hoop het
Hoe bitter is ons afscheid, 't valt me zwaar
Want jij bent zo mooi en lief
M'n hart wil bij je blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven
'k Heb je lief
Want jij bent zo mooi en lief
Mijn hart wil bij jou blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven
Ik heb je lief

Nu duisternis en oorlog mij omarmen
De dood wacht na een ongelijke strijd
Denk ik aan jou en ongerepte stranden
Verlang ik terug naar die mooie tijd

En mocht ik ook de dans kunnen ontspringen
Dan beloof ik jou, dan vaar ik nooit meer uit
Want jij bent zo mooi en lief
M'n hart wil bij je blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven
'k Heb je lief
Want jij bent zo mooi en lief
Mijn hart wil bij jou blijven, ja dit wil ik schrijven
Ik heb je lief

Bed And Breakfast Man
Composer(s): Mike Barson
Originally performed by: Madness



Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago
I didn't really mind
He used to come 'round all the time

Of course he had to be fed
I had to give him a bed
He used to kip on my sofa
They used to call him a loafer

I've heard he's changed
A lot since then
But some of his ways
He just can't mend

Told the other day
That he'd offered to pay
He didn't like his dad
He earned all he ever had

He didn't have no shame
He was a master at his game
He never showed his hand
He was the bed and breakfast man

He was, he was the bed and breakfast man...

Last Day Of Dawn
Composer(s): Jim Capaldi
Performer(s): Jim Capaldi



Can't stop this aching inside my heart
Can't stop this feeling that's tearing me apart
It's been with me ever since the day I was born
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn

Can't stop the sun from setting in the west
Can't stop the this pressure inside my chest
It's been with me ever since the day I was born
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn

On the last day of dawn when the world is no more
And the last tiny pigeon's been swept off the floor
And nobody's calling out loud in their sleep
Cause the midnight entanglers thrown 'em all in a heap

Can't stop this aching in my heart
Can't stop this feeling that's tearing me apart
It's been with me since the day I was born
And it'll be with me on the last day of dawn

Can't stop the sun from setting in the west
Can't stop this pressure inside my chest
And just like the singer when the curtain's been drawn
I'll fade in the shadows on the last day of dawn

Beco Dos Baleiros
Composer(s): Petrúcio Maia; Brandão
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



Em minha rua
Não há noite nem há dia
Não há vida nem há morte
Não há pranto nem cantar
A minha rua
Não é cheia nem vazia
Não tem destino nem sorte
Nem norte nem viajar

Em minha rua
Não há chuva nem há frio
Não há calor nem estio
Não há rio não há mar
Nenhuma lua
Nenhum sol nenhum segredo
Não há gloria não há medo
Não há cor nem há olhar

Em qualquer parte
Na calçada ou no batente
Eu me deito eu me sento
E pego o meu violão
Em qualquer parte
Talvez não seja direito
Eu me sento eu me deito
Preparo meu coração

Deixo que o vento
Traga estampas coloridas
Em papéis de chocolate
Prá cobrir minha canção

Deixo que o vento
Traga a morte que eu não tive
Traga a noite que não vive
Dentro do meu coração

The Last Dance
Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen - Sammy Cahn
First recording/First release by: Frank Sinatra - 1958/1959



It's the last dance, we've come to the last dance
They're dimming the lights down, they're hoping we'll go
It's obvious they're aware of us, the pair of us, alone on the floor
Still I want to hold you like this forever and more

It the last song, they're playing the last song
The orchestra's yawning, they're sleepy I know
They're wondering just when will we leave, but till we leave, keep holding me tight
Through the last dance, each beat of the last dance
Save me the first dance in your dreams tonight

They're wondering just when will we leave, but till we leave, keep holding me tight
Through the last dance, each beat of the last dance
And save me the first dance in your dreams tonight

Because You're Mine
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Nicholas Brodszky
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and various other artists



Because you're mine
The brightest star I see
Looks down, my love, and envies me
Because you're mine, because you're mine

Because you're mine
The breeze that hurries by
Becomes a melody and why?
Because you're mine, because you're mine

I only know for as long as I may live
I'll only live for the kiss that you alone may give me

And when we kiss
That isn't thunder, dear
It's only my poor heart you hear and its applause
Because you're mine

I only know for as long as I may live
I'll only live for the kiss that you alone may give me

And when we kiss
That isn't thunder, dear
It's only my poor heart you hear and its applause
Because you're mine

Last Call For Alcohol
Composer(s): Don Rollins
Performer(s): Charlie Walker



There's no blonde at the bar making eyes at me
So I don't suppose that I'd be cheerful company
Anyhow it's too late to even hope tonight
They just switched off the jukebox and turned on the lights

And it's last call for alcohol, oh, that's the worst of all
When the drinks are gone, the table's cleared and they tell me to go home
To a house where lives the pieces of my broken heart
Last call for alcohol and time for tears to start

'Cause there once was somebody in this life of mine
One to take her place I don't expect to find
But it might be a long long time before
She's back and the lights go on in my life once more

And it's last call for alcohol, oh, that's the worst of all
When the drinks are gone, the table's cleared and they tell me to go home
Waitress, tell 'em fix one more and pour it tall
I'll drink it fast, I know that it's last call for alcohol

Because You Love Me
Composer(s): Sonny Curtis
Performer(s): Buddy Holly



Because you love me
the stars are shining from the heavens above
From the heavens above
Because you love me the moon is beaming its light of love
Its light of love

If you should cease to care the world would stop
And oh the sun would turn cold
And the moon would drop, the waves in the ocean would cease to play
And night'd never turn to day
The birds and bees keep mating, the world keeps rotating
Because you love me because you're mine

Because you love me my heart is singin'
Each day's a thrill well every day's a new thrill
Old troubles behind me till the blues can't find me
Because you love me because you're mine

If you should cease to care the world would stop
And oh the sun would turn cold
And the moon would drop, the waves in the ocean would cease to play
And night'd never turn to day
The birds and bees keep mating, the world keeps rotating
Because you love me because you're mine

Lassie



One still night among the silent hills
I learned a secret that I will share with you
In the hush, I heard the whippoorwills reveal 
The Secret of the Silent Hills

Not a secret men scheme and plot for
Only true words, we should not forget 
"Love can cure the world of all its ills" 
And that's the Secret of the Silent Hills 

Because We're Young
Performer(s): Ral Donner



Because we're young, we want to live
And we must teach our heart strings
How to bend and give
Because we're young, when life is green
If your heart should be broken
Hold on to your dreams
While we're coming of age, dear
Heartaches it may bring
Soon we'll be passed that stage dear
Let's go out and have our frees
Because we're young, when love is new
As we search for tomorrow
Hold me close to you
So come what may, let's live each day
Songs are song, life is singin'
Because we're young

L'assassinat
((Italian Version: Delitto Di Paese (Fabrizio De André) - 1965))
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
First release by: Georges Brassens - 1962



C'est pas seulement à Paris
Que le crime fleurit
Nous, au village, aussi, l'on a
De beaux assassinats

Il avait la tête chenue
Et le cœur ingénu
Il eut un retour de printemps
Pour une de vingt ans

Mais la chair fraîch', la tendre chair
Mon vieux, ça coûte cher
Au bout de cinq à six baisers
Son or fut épuisé

Quand sa menotte elle a tendue
Triste, il a répondu
Qu'il était pauvre comme Job
Elle a remis sa rob'

Elle alla quérir son coquin
Qu'avait l'appât du gain
Sont revenus chez le grigou
Faire un bien mauvais coup

Et pendant qu'il le lui tenait
Elle l'assassinait
On dit que, quand il expira
La langue ell' lui montra

Mirent tout sens dessus dessous
Trouvèrent pas un sou
Mais des lettres de créanciers
Mais des saisies d'huissiers

Alors, prise d'un vrai remords
Elle eut chagrin du mort
Et, sur lui, tombant à genoux,
Ell' dit: "Pardonne-nous!"

Quand les gendarm's sont arrivés
En pleurs ils l'ont trouvée
C'est une larme au fond des yeux
Qui lui valut les cieux

Et le matin qu'on la pendit
Ell' fut en paradis
Certains dévots, depuis ce temps
Sont un peu mécontents

C'est pas seulement à Paris
Que le crime fleurit
Nous, au village, aussi, l'on a
De beaux assassinats

Because We Both Are Young
Composer(s): Tom Bahler; Harry Shannon
Performer(s): The DeFranco Family



Because we both are young, they say we're not in love
But what do they know of this feeling that we share
I wish that I could find a way to tell them
we're so much more than friends
And how much we really care for one another

Because we both are young, they just don't understand
They say the things we've planned are only foolish dreams
But, girl, they just don't know the way
we feel when we're all alone
Or just talkin' on the telephone, so close together

I don't know what they're thinkin' of
Do they think that love is just for them all alone?
No matter what they say, we're gonna stay
together, and whatever, we'll do fine on our own

So, let them say that we'll grow up
and leave this all behind
But, girl, they must be blind
to the light in your eyes

But we don't need to prove a thing
to anyone, for we have just begun
And the best part of our lives is now
and all because, because we both are young

(repeat)

Delitto Di Paese
((Adapted from: L'assassinat (Georges Brassens) - 1962))
Composer(s): Georges Brassens - Fabrizio De André
Performer(s): Fabrizio De André - 1965



Non tutti nella capitale
sbocciano i fiori del male
qualche assassinio senza pretese
lo abbiamo anche noi in paese

Qualche assassinio senza pretese
lo abbiamo anche noi qui in paese

Aveva il capo tutto bianco
ma il cuore non ancor stanco
gli ritornò a battere in fretta
per una giovinetta

Gli ritornò a battere in fretta
per una giovinetta

Ma la sua voglia troppo viva
subito gli esauriva
in quattro baci e una carezza
l'ultima giovinezza

In quattro baci e una carezza
l'ultima giovinezza

Quando la mano lei gli tese
triste lui le rispose
d'essere povero in bolletta
lei si rivestì in fretta

D'essere povero in bolletta
lei si rivestì in fretta

E andò a cercare il suo compagno
partecipe del guadagno
e ritornò col protettore
dal vecchio truffatore

E ritornò col protettore
dal vecchio truffatore

Mentre lui fermo lo teneva
sei volte lo accoltellava
dicon che quando lui spirò
la lingua lei gli mostrò

Dicon che quando lui spirò
la lingua lei gli mostrò
Misero tutto sotto sopra
senza trovare un soldo
ma solo un mucchio di cambiali
e di atti giudiziari

Ma solo un mucchio di cambiali
e di atti giudiziari

Allora presi dallo sconforto
e dal rimpianto del morto
si inginocchiaron sul poveruomo
chiedendogli perdono

Si inginocchiaron sul poveruomo
chiedendogli perdono

Quando i gendarmi sono entrati
piangenti li han trovati
fu qualche lacrima sul viso
a dargli il paradiso

Fu qualche lacrima sul viso
a dargli il paradiso

E quando furono impiccati
volarono fra i beati
qualche beghino di questo fatto
fu poco soddisfatto

Qualche beghino di questo fatto
fu poco soddisfatto

Non tutti nella capitale
sbocciano i fiori del male
qualche assassinio senza pretese
lo abbiamo anche noi in paese

Qualche assassinio senza pretese
lo abbiamo anche noi qui in paese 

Because The Night
Composer(s): Patti Smith; Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Patti Smith
and various other artists



Take me now baby here as I am 
Hold me close, try and understand 
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe 
Love is a banquet on which we feed 

Come on now try and understand 
The way I feel when I'm in your hands 
Take my hand come undercover 
They can't hurt you now, 
Can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to lust 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to us 

Have I doubt when I'm alone 
Love is a ring, the telephone 
Love is an angel disguised as lust 
Here in our bed until the morning comes 
Come on now try and understand 
The way I feel under your command 
Take my hand as the sun descends 
They can't touch you now
Can't touch you now, can't touch you now 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to lust 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to us 

With love we sleep 
With doubt the vicious circle 
Turns and burns 
Without you I cannot live 
Forgive, the yearning burning 
I believe it's time, too real to feel 
So touch me now, touch me now, touch me now 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to lust 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to us 

Because tonight there are two lovers 
If we believe in the night we trust 
Because tonight there are two lovers 
Because the night belongs to lust 
Because the night belongs to lovers 
Because the night belongs to us