Leave It To Jane
Composer(s): Jerome Kern - P.G. Wodehouse
Performer(s): Edith Hallor, Oscar Shaw, Ann Orr



Leave it to Jane, Jane, Jane
I don't know why you should make me
Ask of a plan from you
She is the girl with brains

I've always tried to do
Every thing I can for you
No problem you can wish
On her, gives her a strain

She'll tackle many a storm, and daily
If something is on your mind
And I can see that there is
Not a doubt of it

Comfort you soon will find
Leave it to me
I can get you out of it
If you have started worrying
Kindly refrain
And just hand over the whole thing to Jane

Well Jane
Why don't you tell us
How do you do it?
Yes Jane, come on Jane, tell us
Oh well, it's really very simple
I just study up on the famous
Women of history
You mean like Lucrecia Borgia?
Well, no, not exactly, listen

Blues In My Heart
Composer(s): Benny Carter; Irving Mills
Performer(s): Chick Webb



What can I do 
Now that you say we're through? 
I'm left with the blues in my heart

How can I smile 
When love don't seem worthwhile? 
I'm left with the blues in my heart 

How can I live? 
What is there life can give 
As long as we're apart? 

How can I go on 
Knowing that you are gone? 
I'm left with the blues in my heart

Leave It
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Mike McGear



I dearly love her artichokes
Their continental flavor makes me choke
Satisfied inside like vinaigrette
Like an old brown photograph
Her memory paints forever Polaroid
Pictures of the day she came my way
Did she stay?

She didn't want to leave it  
She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
Leave it baby it's gone away

Peeling off her underwear 
She makes me think of daisies shedding their
Silver metal petals in the air

Sssupersonic autograph
For simple stage door Johnny was a laugh
On the stairway to the star she cried
'Cause she lied

She didn't want to leave it  
She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
Leave it baby it's gone away

Come on baby don't be late
I want to help you to celebrate
Come on leave your world behind
Leave it Leave it Leave it Leave it 
It's gone away

Blues In Bob Minor
Composer(s): Robert Wyatt
Performer(s): Robert Wyatt



Roger's in the archive looking up casement
Martha's in the government digging up the basement
Rebel into representative for the voter
Shadow backhencher couldn't get a word in
Turned up anyway ... issues burning
All consuming ... drinks in the cabinet
Spent a lot of time just examining the building
drinks on the house? you must be joking
Corridors of power cuts toy telephone bills
Long time no see underneath the floorboard
Looking for the roots of the family treetops
Toe's in the water but you've only got ten.

Fingers in the eel pie poke around tip top
Tunnelling a wormhole Eartha Kitty catfish
Meadow brown peacock ... pupa-larva-caterpillar
Hibernate in winter of our discotheque no
End in sight .. more like a spiral ... coil
Or curler ... just unwinding ... very slowly
Revealing endless disappearing pipelines
Genuflecting ... bowing deeply ... it
Don't take a weathergirl to see where
The wind is blowing ... what the wind is bending

Isobars are opening ... sex to midnight
Cabinet shuffling homeward bound ... taking
A detour ... rendezvous do ... chapel in the valley
Of the blown up doll ... that's not Martha
Shunting in a siding ... she got homework
Up to here
Roger's in the footnotes up to his elbones
Verse and chapter disinterred
Borrowing a bookcase don't come easy
The weight of the evidence in parenthesis
Beggars tightly furled belief

Heads on blockabeater repetition on the line
Shell shock supertroopers ... whirl banking oil palm
Intercontinental drift ... over the rainbow
Over the sea to ska rocker skintone
hirsuit missed a link and that's not all
That he got missing inna thousand years of
Orthotoxic waste disposal ... god proposal
Jealous sky ... whatever is a girl to do
To break the service in its tried and tested
And found wanting state of oh! boy network
Stewardship?

Little Johnny Aardvark never hurt
Nobody ... Martha friend and Roger too
Tone down a little ... sotto voce ... some tall order
Given that four minutes seems eternity time
In the bushed up world of waspish Vsigns
A-sides sui-C-side salads of the bad young B-sides
What's the point of digging deeper just to lay
The ghost of Sala Hal-Din Yusuf ibn Ayyub?

"Don't give up" the dead man cried
"There's more of us than there of you
Soon you'll all be on our side ... forever more or
Lester Young died ... 'Fat Girl' also ... blowing all the blues
Away side ... dust ain't just dust ... trust us like we
Live forever ... broken loose from greystone tether
Keep on tiptoe through the archive ... we are dead
But you are alive ... Martha yes and Roger too
Until you let the gringos grind you down"

Leave A Tender Moment Alone
Composer(s): Billy Joel 
First release by: Billy Joel - 1983



Even though I'm in love
Sometimes I get so afraid
I'll say something so wrong
Just to have something to say

I know the moment isn't right
To tell the girl a comical line
To keep the conversation light
I guess I'm just frightened out of my mind

But if that's how I feel
Then it's the best feeling I've even known
It's undeniably real
Leave a tender moment alone

Yes I know I'm in love
But just when I ought to relax
I put my foot in my mouth
Cause I'm just avoiding the facts

If the girl gets too close
If I need some room to escape
When the moment arose
I'd tell her it's all a mistake

But that's not how I feel
No that's not the woman I've known
She's undeniably real
So leave a tender moment alone

But it's not only me
Breaking down when the tension gets high
Just when I'm in a serious mood
She is suddenly quiet and shy

Leave a tender moment
Leave it alone

I know the moment isn't right
To hold my emotions inside
To change the attitude tonight
I've run out of places to hide

And if that's how I feel
Then it's the best feeling I've even known
It's undeniably real
Leave a tender moment alone

You got to leave a tender moment alone
Leave a tender moment
Leave it alone
You've got to leave a tender moment
Leave a tender moment alone

Blues Hangover
Composer(s): Slim Harpo; Jerry West; James Moore
Originally performed by: Slim Harpo
Covered by: George Thorogood & the Destroyers



Lord, I wonder what done happened
Ain't nobody here but me
All these empty bottles on the table here
I know I didn't drink all this by myself
I must have a blues hangover
What's this?
My check!?!
And I don't have change for a grasshopper and that's two crookies

Uh oh, here come Pro
Sent in for this doggie
But he ain't got no money
Look like he done lost everything he ever just had
Ain't that's a come-off
Dear me
I done gave my baby twenty dollars for a Christmas present
All I got was a slice of jelly cake
And Sam and Nedetta
Now that's a wolf-jenny

Now I'll believe I'll go on back on the stem now
With James, Rudolph and Tom Cat
Get my head bad again
Don't seem like nothin' goin' right for me today
All Right, here I go
Same old thing again
Look out now!

L'eau Vive
Composer(s): Guy Béart
First release by: Guy Béart - 1958



Ma petite est comme l'eau, elle est comme l'eau vive
Elle court comme un ruisseau, que les enfants poursuivent
Courez, courez vite si vous le pouvez
Jamais, jamais vous ne la rattraperez

Lorsque chantent les pipeaux, lorsque danse l'eau vive
Elle mene les troupeaux, au pays des olives
Venez, venez, mes chevreaux, mes agnelets
Dans le laurier, le thym et le serpolet

Un jour que, sous les roseaux, sommeillait mon eau vive
Vinrent les gars du hameau pour l'emmener captive
Fermez, fermez votre cage à double cle
Entre vos doigts, l'eau vive s'envolera

Comme les petits bateaux, emportes par l'eau vive
Dans ses yeux les jouvenceaux voguent à la derive
Voguez, voguez demain vous accosterez
L'eau vive n'est pas encore à marier

Pourtant un matin nouveau à l'aube, mon eau vive
Viendra battre son trousseau, aux cailloux de la rive
Pleurez, pleurez, si je demeure esseulé
Le ruisselet, au large, s'en est allé

Blues From An Airplane
Composer(s): Marty Balin; Alexander "Skip" Spence
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane



Do you know how sad it is to be a man alone
I feel so solitary being in my home without you
I don't know what to do and
I don't know where you are
I can see my life is meant to fall apart some day
Just to be a simple man who sadly goes his way got no girl so
I got no world and
I got no words that I'll say
hey hey woman make me happy like I've never known before
say you have ever known no heart fore me anymore
something new, what's that sound around my heart
I feel something new
I'm sure your love you've given must be real I know and
I'm sure of how I can be the man I feel
I can be the man I feel

L'eau À La Bouche
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg - Alain Goraguer
First release by: Serge Gainsbourg - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



Écoute ma voix écoute ma prière
Écoute mon cœur qui bat laisse-toi faire
Je t'en pris ne sois pas farouche
Quand me viens l'eau à la bouche

Je te veux confiante je te sens captive
Je te veux docile je te sens craintive
Je t'en prie ne sois pas farouche
Quand me viens l'eau à la bouche

Laisse toi au gré du courant
Porter dans le lit du torrent
Et dans le mien
Si tu veux bien
Quittons la rive
Partons à la dérive
Je te prendrais doucement et sans contrainte
De quoi as-tu peur allons n'aie nulle crainte

Je t'en prie ne sois pas farouche
Quand me viens l'eau à la bouche

Cette nuit près de moi tu viendras t'étendre
Oui je serai calme je saurai t'attendre
Et pour que tu ne t'effarouches
Vois je ne prend que ta bouche

Blues For The Lost Days
Composer(s): John Mayall; Mick Taylor
Performer(s): John Mayall



Looking back through the years 
Like I got myself a time machine 
Memories flood around me 
People and places where I've been 
I had the blues for the lost days 
Back then when times were lean 

From a home in the country with the blues 
On my wind-up gramophone 
Headin' out to the city 
Movin' round like a rollin' stone 
With a band of bluesbreakers 
Make a mark down here on my own 

We had Freddie King, Sonny Boy and Hendrix 
And they'd be sitting in till the break of dawn 
Sweating at the all night Flamingo 
And comin' out to pigeons on a Sunday morn 
So many good times, so much music 
But back then nobody knew 
That the London blues were born 

It's a sad, sad feeling 
When your best friends all drift apart 
Some of them are dead and gone 
But they still live on in my heart 
That's why I have the blues for the lost days 
There ain't never gonna be no counterpart

Leather And Lace
Composer(s): Stevie Nicks
Performer(s): Stevie Nicks; Don Henley; Smoking Popes



Is love so fragile... 
and the heart so hollow 
Shatter with words... 
impossible to follow 
You're saying I'm fragile...I try not to be 
I search only...for something I can't see 

I have my own life...and I am stronger 
Than you know 
But I carry this feeling 
When you walked into my house 
That you won't be walking out the door 
Still I carry this feeling 
When you walked into my house 
That you won't be walking out the door 

Lovers forever...face to face 
My city, your mountains 
Stay with me stay 
I need you to love me 
I need you today 
Give to me your leather... 
Take from me...my lace 

You in the moonlight 
With your sleepy eyes 
Could you ever love a man like me 
And you were right 
When I walked into your house 
I knew I'd never want to leave 
Sometimes I'm a strong man 
Sometimes cold and scared 
And sometimes I cry 
But that time I saw you 
I knew with you to light my nights 
Somehow I'd get by 
First time I saw you 
I knew with you to light my nights 
Somehow I would get by 

Lovers forever...face to face 
My city, your mountains 
Stay with me stay 
I need you to love me 
I need you today 
Give to me your leather 
Take from me...my lace 

Lovers forever...face to face 
My city ,you mountains...stay with me stay 
I need you to love me...I need you to stay 
Give to me your leather 
Take from me...my lace 
Take from me...my lace 
Take from me...my lace 

Blues For My Baby And Me
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John



Your old man got mad when I told him we were leaving
He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceiling
He called you his child said honey get wise to his game
He'll get you in trouble I know it, those bums are all the same
There's a greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us
So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus
And it's all over now
Don't you worry no more
Gonna go west to the sea
The greyhound is swaying
And the radio is playing
Some blues for baby and me
And the highway looks like it never did
Lord it looks so sweet and so free
And I can't forget that trip to the west
Singing blues for baby and me

Saw your hands trembling, your eyes opened in surprise
It's ninety in the shade babe, and there ain't a cloud in the sky
I called you my child, said honey now it's our game
There's two of us to play it and I'm happy to be home again
There's a greyhound outside in the lane, it's waiting for us
So tell him goodbye, we gotta go west on that bus

Learning To Fly
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne - Tom Petty
Performer(s): Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
and multiple other artists



Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
The town lit up the world got still

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing

Well the good old days may not return
And the rocks might melt, and the sea may burn

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing

Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I started out for God kno ws where
But I guess I’ll know when I get there

I’m learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing
I’m learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down

I’m learning to fly
I’m learning to fly

Blues For Allah 
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia; Donna Jean Godchaux; Keith Godchaux;
Mickey Hart; Robert Hunter; Bill Kreutzmann; Phil Lesh; Bob Weir
Originally performed by: Grateful Dead
Covered by: Jazz Is Dead; Henry Kaiser



Arabian wind, the needle's eye is thin
The ships of state sail on mirage and drown in sand
Out in no man's land, where Allah does command
What good is spilling blood? 
It will not grow a thing
"Taste eternity", the swords sing
Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah
They lie where they fall, there's nothing more to say
The desert stars are bright tonight, let's meet as friends

The flower of Islam, the fruit of Abraham
The thousand stories have come round to one again
Arabian night, our gods pursue their flight
What fatal flowers of darkness bloom from seeds of light
Bird of Paradise fly in the white sky

Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah
Let's see with our heart these things our eyes have seen
And know the truth must still lie somewhere in between

Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity
Under eternity

Bird of Paradise fly in white sky
Blues for Allah, Insh'Allah

Learning To Fly
Composer(s): Jon Carin - David Gilmour - Bob Ezrin - Anthony Moore - David Gilmour
First release by: Pink Floyd - 1987



Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp? 

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Friction lock - set
Mixture - rich
Propellers - fully forward
Flaps - set - 10 degrees
Engine gauges and suction - check

Mixture set to maximum percent - recheck
Flight instruments...
Altimeters - check both
(garbled word) - on
Navigation lights - on
Strobes - on
(to tower): confirm 3-8-echo ready for departure
(tower): hello again, this is now 129.4
(to tower): 129.4 
It's time to go
(tower): you may commence your takeoff, winds over 10 knots
(to tower): 3-8-echo
Easy on the brakes 
Take it easy 
It's gonna roll this time
Just hand the power gradually, and it...

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Blues Before Sunrise
Composer(s): Leroy Carr
Originally performed by: Leroy Carr
Covered by various other artists



I have the blues before sunrise, tears standing in my eyes
I have the blues before sunrise, tears standing in my eyes
It was a miserable feeling, now babe, a feeling I do despise

I have to leave, leave you baby, because you know you done me wrong
I have to leave you baby, because you know you done me wrong
I'm gonna pack up and leave you darling and break up my happy home

I have to leave, leave you baby, I'm gonna leave you all alone
I'm gonna leave you baby, I'm gonna leave you all alone
I'm gonna pack up and leave you darling because you know you done me wrong

Well now goodbye, goodbye baby, I'll see you on some rainy day
Well now goodbye baby, I'll see you on some rainy day
You can go ahead now little darling, 'cause I want you to have your way

Learning The Game
((French Version: La Règle Du Jeu (by Éric James) - 1998))
Composer(s): Buddy Holly
First release by: Buddy Holly - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



Hearts that are broken and love that's untrue
These go with learning the game

When you love her but she doesn't love you
You're only learning the game

When she says that you're the only one she'll ever love
Then you find that you are not the one she's thinking of

Feeling so sad and you're all alone and blue
That's when you're learning the game

Blues As Blues Can Get
Composer(s): J. Fred Knobloch; Tim Krekel
Performer(s): Delbert McClinton;
Fabulous Horndogs; Chris Farlowe



Gonna sit right down in my easy chair
Pull out a deck of cards, play some solitaire
Break out a bottle, wash me a glass
To keep me company 'til the feelings pass
Everybody needs someting to do
Me, I'll just sit here and think about you
It might seem hopeless, but it ain't that bad yet
It's just the blues as blues can get...

I need to call somebody, someone I can trust
I need the number for lovers' anonymous
I'll tell 'em my story, hope they understand
Maybe they can explain it to me
'cause I don't think I can
I'll take your picture down from my wall
Try to remember the thrill of it all
I know it's over, but it ain't over yet
It's just the blues as blues can get...

Why fight the feeling when I can't fight back the tears
I stare at the ceiling and wish that you were here
I'm going crazy, but I ain't crazy yet
It's just the blues as blues can get...

Learning The Blues
Composer(s): Dolores Vicki Silvers
First release by: Joe Valino - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists



The tables are empty - the dance floor's deserted
You play the same love song - it's the tenth time you've heard it
That's the beginning - just one of the clues
You've had your first lesson - in learnin' the blues

The cigarettes you light - one after another
Won't help you forget her - and the way that you love her
You're only burnin' - a torch you can't lose
But you're on the right track - for learnin' the blues

When you're at home alone, the blues will taunt you constantly
When you're out in a crowd, the blues will haunt your memory

The nights when you don't sleep - the whole night you're cryin'
But you can't forget her - soon you even stop tryin'
You'll walk that floor - and wear out your shoes
When you feel your heart break - you're learnin' the blues

When you're at home alone, the blues will taunt you constantly
When you're out in a crowd, those blues will haunt your memory

The nights when you don't sleep - that whole night you're cryin'
But you can't forget her - soon you even stop tryin'
You'll walk the floor - and you'll wear out your shoes
When you feel your heart break - you're learnin' those blues 

Blues And Booze
Composer(s): Ma Rainey
Performer(s): Ma Rainey



Went to bed last night, and boy I was in my sleep, sleep
I went to bed last night, and I was in my sleep
Woke up this mornin', the police was shakin' me

I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blues as I could be
I went to the jailhouse, drunk and blues as I could be
But that cruel old judge sent my man away from me

They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin'
They carried me to the courthouse, Lordy, how I was cryin' 
They jailed me sixty days in jail, and money couldn't pay my fine

Sixty days ain't long if you can spend them as you choose
Sixty days ain't long if you can spend them as you choose
But this seems like jail than a cell where there ain't no booze

My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze
My life is all a misery when I cannot get my booze
I spend every dime on liquor, got to have the booze to go with these blues