Midnight Rider 
Composer(s): Gregg Allman; Robert Payne
Originally performed by: The Allman Brothers Band
Covered by various other artists



Well, I've got to run to keep from hiding 
And I'm bound to keep on riding 
And I've got one more silver dollar 
But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no 
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider 

And I don't own the clothes I'm wearing 
And the road goes on forever 
And I've got one more silver dollar 
But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no 
Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider 

And I've gone by the point of caring 
Some old bed I'll soon be sharing 
And I've got one more silver dollar 

(Repeat three times) 
But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no 
Not gonna let them catch the Midnight Rider

Orchard Road
Composer(s): Leo Sayer; Alan Tarney
Performer(s): Leo Sayer



To tell the truth it's really such a sad affair
Standing here waiting in the cold night air
But I've got to make this call
'Cause my heart is breaking

I hear the bips drop a coin in the slot
Has it been that long
I thought you'd forgotten me
Well I know that it's getting late
But I just couldn't wait

Will I have the nerve to say
I just wanna come back
You shouldn't just go away
I just wanna come back

I've been struck by such a bad luck
I need a place a little happiness and some love
I think I can see it now
Now let me paint the picture

It's twelve o'clock and the curtains are drawn
They're counting sheep down in orchard road
You're hanging on the telephone line tonight
And I wish I could be in orchard road

Not much been happening here
I think I've got a job
They're gonna call me next week
And I'll be working out of town
But it sure beats hanging around

What's that? Tomorrow at two
You're kidding me -- No
Is it allright with you
I don't know what to say
It'll be like a holiday

When you say you're all alone
Makes me wanna come back
And this house is not a home
I just gotta go back

It's twelve ten when I put down the phone
The moon's shining down on orchard road
And I'm feeling like a schoolboy again and tonight
I'll see you in my dreams of orchard road

It's funny but I thought I'd never go back
I think sometimes I might loose track
But I remember you and the things we do
And I want it back

In orchard road you've got my heart
I left it in your doorway
In orchard road a welcome back
Is waiting there just for me
In orchard road the sun will shine
Again I know, I know
In orchard road you keep my love
Just waiting there for me

It's eight o'clock and the dawn's arrived
In orchard road it's breakfast time
I climb in my car and I turn the key and I'm gone
I am coming home
To Orchard Road

I'm coming home

Midnight Ride 
Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders



Well, listen, my children, and-a you're gonna hear 
About the midnight ride of-a Paul Revere 
He had a hopped-up on his shoulder and mighty hot 
Stand on his tail and off like a shot 
He was a goin'-tide cat, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere) 

You know he said to "stand on the shoulder and watch for the lights 
I'm gonna blink 'em once, oh or blink 'em twice 
Once if I hear and twice if I see 
Then off of my trail they ain't gonna catch me" 
He was a cautious mudder, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere) 

He was a-rockin' and a-ridin' (rockin' and a-ridin') 
He was a-peelin' and a-hidin' (peelin' and a-hidin') 
He was a-tearin' up the lane like a man insane 
Rockin' Paul Revere 

(Rockin' Paul Revere) 

Well, studs drove the message and they pulled down the zips 
They headed for the bridge to cut off the ships 
When they got there they shuffled it tight 
They polished their pieces and got set to fight 
They got the word, man, from ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere) 

He was a-rockin' and a-ridin' (rockin' and a-ridin') 
He was a-peelin' and a-hidin' (peelin' and a-hidin') 
He was a-tearin' up the lane like a man insane 
Rockin' Paul Revere 

Studs saved their bridge and they saved their pads 
They were one big bunch of-a happy dads 
They licked the mean casses, had nothin' but fear 
But they coded homage to Paul Revere 
He was a real good head, this ol' Revere (rockin' Paul Revere) 

Ah, tell 'em that, Revere! 
Oh, ride that on, travel, yeah! 
Look at him a-smokin' down that road! 
First they got to see him push them red cats right into the sea! 
Oh, travel on! (Rockin' Paul Revere) ...

Orange Colored Sky
Composer(s): Milton DeLugg; William Stein
Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole;
and various other artists



I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-coloured sky
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by

I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine 
When out of that orange-coloured view
Wham! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you

One look and I yelled "Timber"
"Watch out for flying glass"
'Cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
"I've been hit, This is it, This is it!"

I was walking along minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Out of an orange-coloured sky

Midnight Rambler
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones
Covered by various other artists



Did you hear about the midnight rambler 
Everybody got to go 
Did you hear about the midnight rambler 
The one that shut the kitchen door 
He don't give a hoot of warning 
Wrapped up in a black cat cloak 
He don't go in the light of the morning 
He split the time the cockerel crows 

Talking about the midnight gambler 
The one you never seen before 
Talking about the midnight gambler 
Did you see him jump the garden wall 
Sighing down the wind so sadly 
Listen and you'll hear him moan 
Talking about the midnight gambler 
Everybody got to go 

Did you hear about the midnight rambler 
Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show 
Well, I'm Talking about the midnight gambler 
Yeah, everybody got to go 

Well did you hear about the midnight gambler? 
Well honey its no rock-in' roll show 
Well I'm talking about the midnight gambler 
The one you never seen before 

Oh don't do that, oh don't do that, oh don't do that 
Don't you do that, don't you do that (repeat) 
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that 

Well you heard about the Boston... 
It's not one of those 
Well, Talking 'bout the midnight...sh... 
The one that closed the bedroom door 
I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger 
The knife-sharpened tippie-toe... 
Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler 
You know, the one you never seen before 

So if you ever meet the midnight rambler 
Coming down your marble hall 
Well he's pouncing like proud black panther 
Well, you can say I, I told you so 
Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler 
Play it easy, as you go 
I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows 
Put a fist, put a fist through your steel-plated door 

Did you hear about the midnight rambler 
He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall 
And did you hear about the midnight gambler 
And did you see me make my midnight call 

And if you ever catch the midnight rambler 
I'll steal your mistress from under your nose 
I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger 
I'll stick my knife right down your throat, baby 
And it hurts!

Orange Cats
Composer(s): Norm Hacking
Performer(s): Norm Hacking & Kirk Elliott



Best friends can come in lots of shapes and sizes
That's why they're always such wonderful surprises
Mine has four legs and a lot of orange fur
He tells me life is great with the world's loudest purr

His name is Syd and when his owner moved away
He came a-knocking at my door one day
He said "I sure need a home, oh, won't you let me in?
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends"

Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends

It's been nearly 20 years since he came to stay
He's been my best friend in so many ways
From a handsome young mouser to a wise old man
Syd, the orange cat, he's been my very best friend

Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends

Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends

'Cause orange cats make the very best friends

Midnight Mary
Composer(s): Artie Wayne; Ben Raleigh
Performer(s): Joey Powers;
Jerry Cole; The Rockin' Berries



Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know

Your Daddy says I'm a bad boy
And you've no future with me
So we can only get together
By meeting secretly

Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know

Just got a job on the railroad (diddy-dum-dum)
The work is hard and long (diddy-um-dum)
But I'm gonna build us a future
And show your Daddy he's wrong

Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know

Soon as I have some money (diddy-dum-dum)
For a home and everything (diddy-um-dum)
We won't have to keep it a secret
That you've got my wedding ring

Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
(Don't let anyone) Don't let anyone know-oh-oh

Orange Blossom Special
Composer(s): Ervin T. Rouse
Performer(s): Bill Monroe;
and various other artists



Look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
Hey, look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
It's the Orange Blossom Special
Bringin' my baby back

Well, I'm going down to Florida
And get some sand in my shoes
Or maybe California
And get some sand in my shoes
I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues

Hey, talk about a-ramblin'
She's the fastest train on the line
Talk about a-travellin'
She's the fastest train on the line
It's that Orange Blossom Special
Rollin' down the seaboard line

Midnight Man
Composer(s): Dickey Betts; Warren Haynes
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band



Got my snake skin britches, alligator shoes
money in my pocket, and a Memphis attitude
Wear my downtown Stetson with a silver on the crown
when I get started rolling baby, there ain't no slowing me down
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe
Got my six shooter, gonna shoot it up in the air
if it feels real good, I might shoot it just everywhere
Got my best mojo, and my hoochie coochie too
gonna put it all together gonna get after you
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe
One thing's for certain since I been foolin' with you
my reputation's hurtin' and I don't know what to do
All of my little downtown girls, say I'm wasting time
there ain't no use to fight it, I just can't get you outta my mind
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man, and I love you till the daylight babe
Hey, midnight, midnight man

Orange Blossom Lane
Composer(s): Peter de Rose;
Nick A. Kenny; Mitchell Parish
Performer(s): Glenn Miller;
Kay Kyser; Claude Thornhill



When I kissed you in Orange Blossom Lane
I could hear this heart of mine sing a refrain
I remember the moon was on the wane
It was time to say goodbye
And our song became a sigh
Where are the blossoms that hung on the bough?
Where are the love songs and where are you now?
I'll be waiting till you come back again
Just to kiss you in Orange Blossom Lane

Midnight Lullaby
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Originally performed by: Tom Waits
Covered by various other artists



Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying
You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will
Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream...

Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying
There's dew drops on the window sill, gumdrops in your head
Slipping into dream land, you're nodding your head, so dream...

Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles
'Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles
When you are much older, remember when we sat 
At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat
And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream, and dream...

Midnight Lady
Performer(s): Chris Norman



You think love is a game
Love is a motion
Endless and so deep
Always emotion
I've got many ways
To reach tomorrow
Love will always grow
No pain, no sorrow
When you take me in your arms
You can break me with your heart
I feel the magic of your charm
Oh, you're tearing me apart

Midnight lady, love takes time
Midnight lady, it's hard to find
Midnight lady, I call your name
I know you can ease my pain
Midnight lady, just you and me
Midnight lady, eternaly
Midnight lady, I can fly in your arms
I'll get high

Magic touched my life
I'm still dreaming
Anything before has lost its meaning
Heaven in your eyes
My soul is on fire
Oh, my feelings grow, we can't go higher
Oh, I just want a girl
Baby, just to call my own
And I just wanna dream
I don't have to dream alone

O'Rafferty's Motor Car
Composer(s): Tommie Connor
Performer(s): Val Doonican



Now Dinny O'Rafferty's motor car is the greatest I declare
It's made up of bits and pieces that he's picked up here and there
The engine must be ages old, but it's still got lots of power
With a gallon of stout in the petrol tank it does ninety miles an hour 

What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car 

Now two of the wheels are triangular and the third one's off a pram
The fourth is the last remaining wheel from off a Dublin tram
The number plate's in Gaelic and the plug's won't even spark
And the chassis came off a tinker's cart that collapsed in Phoenix Park 

What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car 

Now go for a ride in that motor car and you'll end up with the shakes
The road from Cork to Dublin is a vale of pains and aches
When traffic lights turn red ahead, then you'd best jump out the door
For the moment that Dinny treads on the break, then his foot goes through the floor 

What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car 

Now if you could see the upholstery, then your eyes would start to pop
It's nothing but empty beer crates with a load of sacks on top
The windscreen's gone to Lord knows where and there's mothballs in the horn
And I reckon he'd only get half a quid if he took it to the pawn 

What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car

Now Dinny was driving around last week when the engine did the splits
It went up in smoke and nearly blew O'Connell Street to bits
They searched around for Dinny and found that he'd landed up by heck
Away on top of the GPO with his L-plates round his neck 

What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car

Midnight Hour
Composer(s): Rudy Martinez
Performer(s): Questionmark & the Mysterians



I wanna tell you 'bout a story 
'bout girl from the railroad tracks, yeah
I wanna tell you 'bout a girl 
that lives by the railroad tracks, aw
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie, yeah

I'm gonna take her to a dance, do the belly
Up and down, all night long
I'm gonna dance to the midnight hour
And baby that's no lie, oh no
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's right

Alright, listen to me now

She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie
I'm gonna do everything in my power
To keep her in my life
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie, whoa yeah
Alright, no lie baby
Saturday night, yeah

Oración Caribe
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists



Oración Caribe, canto de los negros
oración Caribe, oración del mar
 
Piedad, piedad para el que sufre
piedad, piedad para el que llora
Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora

Piedad, piedad para el que sufre
piedad, piedad para el que llora
Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora

Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora

Midnight Flyer
Composer(s): Paul Craft
Performer(s): Eagles
and various other artists



Oo, Midnight Flyer 
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? 
Oo, Midnight Flyer 
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On 

A Runaway Team Of Horses Ain't Enough To Make Me Stay 
So Throw Your Rope On Another Man 
And Pull Him Down Your Way 
Make Him Into Someone Who Can Take The Place Of Me 
Make Him Every Kind Of Fool You Wanted Me To Be 

Oo, Midnight Flyer 
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? 
Oo, Midnight Flyer 
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On 

Maybe I'll Go To Santa Fe, Maybe San Antone, 
Any Town Is Where I'm Bound Any Way To Get Me Gone 
Don't Think About Me, Never Let Me Cross Your Mind 
'Cept When You Hear That Midnight Lonesome Whistle Whine 

Oo, Midnight Flyer 
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan? 
Oo, Midnight Flyer 
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On 
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On

Oração De São Francisco
Composer(s): Padre Irala
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



Senhor, fazei-me instrumento de vossa paz
Onde houver ódio que eu leve o amor
Onde houver ofensa que eu leve o perdão
Onde houver discórdia que eu leve união
Onde houver dúvida que eu leve a fé
Onde houver erro que eu leve a verdade
Onde houver desespero que eu leve a esperança
Onde houver tristeza que eu leve alegria
Onde houver trevas que eu leve a luz

Oh! Mestre, fazei que eu procure mais
Consolar que ser consolado
Compreender que ser compreendido
Amar que ser amado
Pois é dando que se recebe
É perdoando que se é perdoado
E é morrendo que se vive
Para a vida eterna

Midnight Cruiser
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Originally performed by: Steely Dan



Felonius my old friend
Step on in and let me shake your hand
So glad that you're here again
For one more time
Let your madness run with mine
Streets still unseen we'll find somehow
No time is better than now

Tell me where are you driving
Midnight cruiser
Where is your bounty
Of fortune and fame
I am another
Gentlemen loser
Drive me to Harlem
Or somewhere the same

The world that we used to know
People tell me it don't turn no more
The places we used to go
Familiar faces that ain't smilin' like before
The time of our time has come and gone
I fear we been waiting too long

Tell me where are you driving
Midnight cruiser
Where is your bounty
Of fortune and fame
I am another
Gentlemen loser
Drive me to Harlem
Or somewhere the same

Ora Che Sei Gia' Una Donna
Composer(s): Mogol; Pattacini
Performer(s): Bobby Solo



Ora che sei
sei già una donna
tu non hai più bosogno di me
Tu mi guardi come se fossi
solo un amico e niente di più

Ora che sei
sei già una donna
tu non hai più bisogno di me
Mi sorridi
come a un amico
un vecchio amico e nulla più

Midnight Cowboy
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Jack Gold
Performer(s): Johnny Mathis



(Midnight cowboy, midnight cowboy)
(He's a lonesome midnight cowboy)

Once his hopes were high as the sky
Once a dream was easy to buy
Soon his eager fingers are burned
Soon life's lonely lessons are learned

Hearts are made for caring
Life is made for sharing

Love is all that's left in the end

(Midnight cowboy, midnight cowboy)
(He's a lonesome midnight cowboy)

Hearts are made for caring
Life is made for sharing

Love is all that's left in the end
Love can turn the tide for a friend
Love can hold a dream together

Love is all