Mean Mr. Mustard
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Originally performed by: The Beatles
Covered by various other artists



Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park 
shaves in the dark, tries to save paper 
Sleeps in a hole in the road 
Saving up to buy him some clothes 
Keeps a ten bob note up his nose 
Such a mean old man 
Such a mean old man 

His sister Pam works in a shop 
she never stops, she's a go getter 
Takes him out to look at the Queen 
Only place that he's ever been 
Always shouts out something obscene 
Such a dirty old man 
Dirty old man

Mama Tried
Composer(s): Merle Haggard
First release by: Merle Haggard and The Strangers - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young'uns dream of growin' up to ride
On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried
One and only rebel child from a family meek and mild
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'
Till Mama couldn't hold me anymore
I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy rest his soul left my Ma a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused
I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried

On The Outgoing Tide
Composer(s): Lew Brown; Mabel Wayne
Performer(s): Perry Como;
Vic Damone; Jo Stafford



On the outgoing tide
I know that you're leaving today
And my tears will be
A part of the sea

That's taking you, darling
Away from me
But they can't take my dreams
They can't take the love in my heart

And, although I know we're drifting apart
If heaven has meant you for me, for me
I know I will sail at your side
Someday on the outgoing tide

And, although I know we're drifting apart
If heaven has meant you for me, for me
I know I will sail at your side 
Someday on the outgoing tide

Oh Death (aka "Death And A Lady: Echoes Of A Mortal Conversation" or "Conversations With Death")
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Dock Boggs
and various other artists



What is this that I can see
With icy hands taking hold on me
I am death and none can excel
I'll open the doors to heaven or hell
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
Oh, death, someone would pray
Couldn’t you call some other day
God's children prayed
The preacher's preached
The time of mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet so you can't walk
I'll lock your jaws so you can't talk
Close your eyes so you can 't see
This very hour come go with me
Death, I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To drop the flesh oft of the frame
The earth and worms both have a claim
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
My mother come to my bed
Place a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm, my feet is cold
Death is moving upon my soul
Oh, death, how you treating me
Close my eyes so I can't see
You hurt my body
You make me cold
You're ruling my life right out of my soul
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year
Oh, death, please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hand
The old, the young, the rich or poor
Are all alike with me, you know
No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Oh, death, oh, death, can't you spare me over till another year?
Oh, death, oh, death, please spare me over till another year

Mean Mama Blues
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Doc Watson



There’s lots of mean women on almost any street
Lord There’s lots of mean women on almost any street
But I’ve got the meanest Mama that ever walked on two feet

That gal is so low down I often wonder why
Lord she’s so low down I often wonder why
That she keeps on livin’ I guess she’s to mean to die

Now you triflin’ women always say you love your man
Lord you triflin’ women always say you love your man
And when he goes out the front door the back door lets a new man in
(Ah maybe two of them)

(Ah pick it out there Smitty)

Now there’s two things in this world I don’t understand
Lord there’s two things in this world that I don’t understand
One of thems a woman the other ones a man

I’m gonna buy me a pistol I’ll think I’ll get a 44
Gonna buy me a pistol I’ll think I’ll get a 44
And when I get through shootin’ that girl wont step no more

On The Other Side Of Midnight
Performer(s): Johnny Logan



How long have you had this feeling
Never see a brighter side
Always standing in the shadows
Rapped up tightly in your pride

How long have you need a healing
Some lost Island where you can hide
Too many questions and no answers
So many rivers that you’ve cried

On the other side of midnight
Where only broken dreams come true
On the other side there’s daylight
And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

How long must you keep believing
Love’s lost promises come true
Lay awake and count the reasons
Nothing never leads to you

Dark clouds rising on the heartland
Dreams keep slipping so far away
A helpless heart can never understand
Tomorrow is just another day

On the other side of midnight
Where only broken dreams come true
On the other side there’s daylight
And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

Now beneath the smile that’s fading
You tell your self you say goodbye (you say goodbye)
Still the fire inside keeps burning on
Through the tears of one more lie

On the other side of midnight
Where only broken dreams come true
On the other side there’s daylight
And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

On the other side of midnight
Where only broken dreams come true
On the other side there’s daylight
And you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

Yeah you know that I’ll be there waiting for you

Mean Green Mother From Outer Space
Composer(s): Alan Menken; Howard Ashman



Better wait a minute
Ya better hold the phone
Ya better mind your manners
Better change your tone

Don't you threaten me son
You got a lot of gall
We gonna do things my way
Or we won't do things at all

Ya don't know what you're messin' with
You got no idea
Ya don't know what you're lookin' at
When you're lookin' here

Ya don't know what you're up against
No, no way, no how
You don't know what you're messin' with
But I'm gonna tell you now! 

Get this straight! 
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space and I'm bad
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space 
and it looks like you been had
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space
So get off my back, 'n get out my face
'Cause I'm mean and green 
And I am bad

Wanna save your skin boy? 
You wanna save your hide? 
You wanna see tomorrow? (Ha-Ha!) 
You better step aside
Better take a tip boy 
Want some good advice? 
Ya better take it easy
'Cause you're walkin' on thin ice

Ya don't know what you're dealin' with
No, you never did
Ya don't know what you're lookin' at
But that's tough titty, kid! 

The Lion don't sleep tonight
And if you pull his tail, he roars
Ya say, "That ain't fair?" 
Ya say, "That ain't nice?" 
Ya know what I say? "Up yours!" 

Watch me now! 
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space 
And I'm bad
I'm just a mean green mother, a real disgrace
And you've got me violent and mad
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space
Gonna trash your ass! Gonna rock this place! 
I'm mean and green
And I am bad

Don't talk to me about old King-Kong
You think he's the worst? 
Well, you're thinkin' wrong
Don't talk to me about Frankenstein
He got a temper? -Ha!- He ain't got mine

You know I don't come from no black lagoon
I'm from past the stars and beyond the moon
You can keep the thing
Keep the it
Keep the creature, they don't mean shit! 

I got garden style, major moves
I got the stuff, and I think that proves
You better move it out! 
Nature calls! 
You got the point? 
I'm gonna bust your balls! 

Here it comes! 
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space 
And I'm bad
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space 
A real hard case 
You can't beat this trouble, man
I'm just a mean green mother from outer space 
So just give it up 
It's all over, ace
I'm mean and green
(Mean green mother from outer space) 
I'm mean and green
(Mean green mother from outer space) 
I'm mean and green
(Mean green mother from outer space) 
And I...am...bad!

On The Isle Of May
Composer(s): Mack David; André Kostelanetz
Performer(s): Connee Boswell;
and various other artists



We strolled along through the heather
And it was June, June on the Isle of May
Your lips were sweet as the heather
Love was in bloom 
There, on the Isle of May

Close in your arms heaven opened its doors
Then like a fool I sailed away
But our love will bring us together
When it is June, June on the Isle of May 

Close in your arms heaven opened its doors
Then like a fool I sailed away
But our love will bring us together
When it is June, June on the Isle of May

Meagan's Gypsy Eyes
Composer(s): Steve Katz
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears



Meagan's Gyspy eyes
The lyres surround me
purple drops of rain
the sun shone around me

Death that clouds her life
will be forever
Thee Is loved
yet cannot love, not never

Mystic thoughts of love
And her's completely
taught her how to run
though not discreetly

Meagan's not as old
As she'd like to think she's young
sophisitcated dreams
are as plastic as the songs
she has sung
likes to think she's hung up on herself
and aren't you lucky?

Meagan's Gypsy eyes
The lyres surround me
purple drops of rain
The sun shone 'round me

On The Good Ship Lollipop
Composer(s): Richard A. Whiting; Sidney Clare
Performer(s): Shirley Temple;
and various other artists



I've thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes
Some day I'm going to fly
I'll be a pilot too
And when I do, how would you
Like to be my crew....

On the good ship lollipop
Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Where bon-bons play
On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay

Lemonade stands everywhere
Crackerjack bands fill the air
And there you are
Happy landing on a chocolate bar

See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
With the big bad devils food cake
If you eat too much, ooh-ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache

On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
And dream away
On the good ship lollipop

Meadowlark
Composer(s): Stephen Schwartz
Performer(s): Patti LuPone
and various other artists



When I was a girl I had a favorite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels in its glory
But she was blind 
The lark was blind

The King of the Rivers took her to his palace
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice
And he prayed:  
'Sing for me, my meadowlark
Sing for me of the silver morning
Set me free, my meadowlark
And I'll buy you a priceless jewel
And cloth of brocade and crewel
And I'll love you for life if you will sing for me'

Then one day as the lark sang by the water
The God of the Sun heard her in his flight
And her singing moved him so he came and brought her the gift of sight
He gave her sight
And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendor
Of this beautiful young god so proud and strong
And he called to the lark in a voice both rough and tender
'Come along!
Fly with me my meadowlark
Fly with me on the silver morning
Past the sea where the dolphins bark
We will dance on the coral beaches
Make a feast of the plums and peaches
Just as far as your vision reaches, fly with me'

But the meadowlark said 'No'
For the old king loved her so
She couldn't bear to wound his pride
So the Sun God flew away
And when the king came down that day 
He found his meadowlark had died
Every time I heard that part, I cried

And now I stand here starry-eyed and stormy
Oh, just when I thought my heart was finally numb
A beautiful young man appears before me
Singing 'Come...oh, won't you come?'
And what can I do if finally for the first time
The one I'm burning for returns the glow
If love has come at last it's picked the worst time
Still I know I've got to go

Fly away, Meadowlark
Fly away on the silver morning
If I stay, I'll grow to curse the dark
So it's off where the days won't bind me
I know I leave wounds behind me
But I won't let tomorrow find me back this way
Before my past once again can blind me
Fly away

And we won't wait to say goodbye
My beautiful young man and I

On The Edge Of A Dream
Composer(s): Bert Jansch
Performer(s): Bert Jansch



Rock baby rock
In your cradle serene
Rock baby rock
All is not what it seems
You’re living like a shadow
On the edge of a dream

Rock baby rock
Can you hear your mama cry
Rock baby rock
She’s crying why, why, why
She bears the pain and sorrow
Be you dead or alive
Rock baby rock
Give it all that you’ve got

Rock baby rock
It may not mean a lot
Every second that you’re living
Will never ever be forgot
Rock baby rock
You gotta rock and roll

Rock and roll
Is good for the soul
Come in from the edge
And let the good times roll
Rock baby rock now
In your cradle serene
Rock baby rock
All is not what it seems
You’re living life like a shadow
On the edge of a dream

Méa Culpa
Composer(s): Hubert Giraud; Michel Rivgauche
Performer(s): Édith Piaf



J'ai pêché par orgueil
De t'avoir tout à moi
Dans un simple clin d'oeil
Méa Culpa!

J'ai péché par envie
De me donner à toi
En te donnant ma vie
Méa Culpa!

Et puis par gourmandise
Illuminée par l'éclat de tes yeux
J'ai vu ta bouche et je me sentais grise
Car je buvais du feu

J'ai péché par paresse
Quand j'ai connu tes bras
Berceau de mes carresses
Méa Culpa!

Que ceux qui n'ont jamais péché
Me jettent la première pierre
Que ceux qui n'ont jamais aimé 
Me refusent une prière 

J'ai péché par colère
Contre toi, contre moi
Contre toute la terre
Méa Culpa!

J'ai péché par luxure
Chaque soir dans tes bras
Mais mon âme était pure
Méa Culpa!

Et puis par avarice
Je t'ai caché dans le fond de mon coeur
Pour mieux t'y adorer avec délice
A l'abri des voleurs

Ainsi donc, tu le vois
J'ai péché les sept fois
Rien qu'à cause de toi
Méa Culpa!

Mais un jour
Si tu me le demandais
Je recommencerais
Méa Culpa! Méa Culpa!

On The Dunes
Composer(s): Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Donald Fagen; Tina May



Drive along the sea
Far from the city's twitch and smoke
To a misty beach
That's where my life became a joke

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Became a joke on the dunes)
Where rents are high
And seabirds cry
On the dunes

As you spoke you must have known
It was a kind of homicide
I stood and watched my happiness
Drift outwards with the tide

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Homicide on the dunes)
It wasn't fair
It's brutal there
On the dunes

Pretty boats
Sweeping along the shore
In the faltering light
Pretty women
With their lovers by their side
It's like an awful dream
I have most every night

In the summer all the swells
Join in the search for sun and sand
For me it's just a joyless place
Where this loneliness began

On the dunes
On the dunes
(Loneliness on the dunes)
I'm pretty tough
But the wind is rough
On the dunes

Me, Myself And I
Composer(s): Irving Gordon; A. Roberts; Alan S. Kaufman
Performer(s): Billie Holiday
and various other artists



Now me, myself and I are only loving you
We all think you’re wonderful, we do
Me, myself and I have just one point of view
We’re convinced there’s no one else like you

Oh bubba-dubba
It can’t be denied dear
You brought the sun to us
We’d be satisfied dear
If you belonged to one of us

So if you pass me by
Three hearts will break in two
‘cos me, myself and I
Are all in love with you

On The Dark Side Of Town
Composer(s): Janis Ian
Performer(s): Janis Ian



I wound up talking with your wife
She says you've got another life
Thought you'd finally settled down
But you keep on going 'round to the dark side of town

She says you promise not to stray
Then you make your getaway
And she prays for it to pass, and you say that it won't last
Because you're going nowhere fast

On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
And the noon shadows hide from the fires outside
On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
To worship your crown, to burn at your stake
I lay myself down on the dark side of town

She says you fill her with desire
But when you want her, you're a liar
She can taste it on your breath
Cutting through the cigarette
She can smell it on your sweat

You've been taking off your ring
Women see these little things
You might think it doesn't show
But it shows how far you'll go
To feed the fire down below

On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
And the noon shadows hide from the fire outside
On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
To worship your crown, to burn at your stake
I lay myself down on the dark side of town

I said -- I know that woman well
And I will see her soul in hell
Before I let her carry on 'til all your hope is gone
Man, you should have seen her smile
Like she'd known it all the while
And she said - thank you from me and child
Thank you from me and my child

On the dark side of town, where new lovers meet
At the old lost and found on the edge of the street
And the noon shadows hide from the fire outside
On the dark side of town, where some woman waits
To worship your crown, to burn at your stake

No Particular Place To Go
((French Version: À Crédit Et En Stéréo (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1974))
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
First release by: Chuck Berry - 1964
Covered by multiple other artist



Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
my curiosity running wild
crusin' and playin' the radio
with no particular place to go

Riding along in my automobile
I's anxious to tell her the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere
and she leaned and whispered in my ear
cuddlin' more and drivin' slow
with no particular place to go

No particular place to go
So we parked way out on ko-ko-mo
The night was young and the moon was gold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you image the way I felt
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt

Riding along in my calaboose
Still trying to get her belt a-loose
all the way home I held a grudge
for the safety belt that wouldn't budge
Crusin' and playing the radio
with no particular place to go

Me Voilà Seul
Italian Title: Come Uno Stupido
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Rachelle Ferrell



Me voilà seul 
Seul tout à coup
Fallait bien qu'un jour ça s'décide
Je n'ai pas su combler le vide
Qui s'était creusé entre nous

Me voilà seul, c'était écrit
Je n'étais pas facile à vivre
Bien que marié, je m'aimais libre
Alors bien sûr elle est partie

Je m'sens tout bête et tout penaud
Planté au milieu de ma chambre
Ne sachant que faire' de mes membres
Comme un enfant qu'a le cœur gros

Ma voilà seul, je l'ai cherché
Avec mon fichu caractère
Je m'demand' bien ce que j'vais faire
A présent que j'ai tout gâché

Les femm's, ça ne nous comprend pas
J'buvais un peu, oh ! pas des tas
Mais même un peu elle n'aimait pas

Puis j'avais tous mes vieux copains
C'est vrai ils sont pas toujours fins
Mes mes copains
Mais j'les voyais, ell' n'y t'nait pas

Me voilà seul, dans ce décor
Où partout où mes yeux se posent
Y a des souv'nirs qui se proposent
Comm' pour mieux m'déchirer encore

Me voilà seul, bien fait pour moi
Le bonheur au fond ça s'mérite
Quand on l'ignore il fait faillite
C'est alors qu'on se mord les doigts

J'ai des défauts, qui n'en a pas
Changer c'est pas toujours facile
On s'conduit comme un imbécile
On s'croit très fort et puis, voilà

Me voilà seul, j'ai tout fait pour
Aussi j'pense pas qu'ell' revienne
Je crois qu'j'aurai beaucoup de peine
Car j'ai le cœur crevé d'amour

J'ai des défauts, qui n'en a pas
Changer c'est pas toujours facile
Me voilà seul
Seul

On The Beach
Composer(s): Steve Allen; Ernest Gold
Performer(s): Frank Chacksfield



You were walking on the beach on that lovely Summer's day
Oh so very near and yet far away
Every ocean breeze that played about you seemed like symphonies that sang above
You were walking on the beach and the sun was in your hair
And I saw you standing there out of reach
Then you smiled my way
My heart went winging as you seemed to say, will this be love
That's the day my life began 
In that moment dreams came true 
When I fell in love with you on the beach

Me Veo Claramente
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Me veo claramente
mascando un pedazo de hierba
me veo claramente
muy sucio y feliz
me veo descubriendo descalzo un buen río
de plantas ahogadas
me veo claramente
lejano de aquí
me veo claramente
haciendo preguntas que ya conocía
con indiferencia ante el ya crecerás
me veo claramente
tan aventurero
hecho un asesino de azúcar y pan
me veo claramente
si miro detrás

Me veo claramente
en la mano de una noche
lugar de aprenderme con miedo y paciencia
lo que era el amor
me veo apretado al calor de unas piernas
tragando del aire un planeta tras otro
bañado en sudor
me veo semi alzado en la luz de esa hora
riéndole al techo, riéndole a ella
riéndome a mí
me veo claramente
tan digno de amantes
y breves países de felicidad
me veo claramente
me veo claramente si miro detrás

me veo claramente
marchando a campañas de guerra entre todo
y yendo tras guerras privadas también
me veo claramente
la primera noche con una guitarra
tan pálidamente como cuando fue la primera mujer

Me veo tan atento a los ruidos internos
feliz tristemente
queriendo de veras ser mucho mejor
me veo claramente
buscando palabras que sepan dar vida y dar muerte al amor
me veo claramente
me veo si miro a mi alrededor