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  • 08-12-1971
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    Take Me Home
    Composer(s): Jim Capaldi - C. Thompson - A. Quinta
    Performer(s): Jim Capaldi



    In an empty bed staring at the ceiling
    You need someone to love, show you understanding
    When you feel brokenhearted, looking for a way around it
    In the middle of a broken dream, open your eyes, never look back
    Happiness is something to be aiming at
    When you feel brokenhearted, looking for a way around it
    in the middle of a broken dream

    Take me home, home to your heart
    Home to your body babe
    Take me in your arms, cover me up
    Take me home we're never meant to be alone
    How can I make you see, take a chance on me

    There's no way out, nobody to turn to
    All you need is someone to the rescue
    When you feel brokenhearted
    looking for a way around it
    in the middle of a broken dream

    Take me home, home to your heart
    Home to your body babe
    Take me in your arms, cover me up
    Take me home we're never meant to be alone
    How can I make you see, take a chance on me

    Girl in this life we live
    There's so much we can share
    So much we can give

    Take me home, home to your heart
    Home to your body babe
    Take me in your arms, cover me up
    Take me home we're never meant to be alone
    How can I make you see, take a chance on me

    Take me home, home to your heart
    Home to your body babe
    Take me in your arms, cover me up
    Take me home we're never meant to be alone
    How can I make you see, take a chance on me



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    Mother's Not Dead, She's Only Sleeping
    Composer(s): Charlie Monroe
    Performer(s): Charlie Monroe;
    Roy Acuff; Vernon Oxford



    I Left my old home way back in the mountains
    Mother was called to heaven that day
    They carried my mother up to the graveyard
    Ev'rything's lonesome since she went a-way

    Chorus
    Mother's Not Dead, she's only a-sleeping
    Just patiently waiting for Jesus to come
    The birds will be singing while mother lies sleeping
    They will sing o'er her as the grave fades a-way

    Nothing seems right around the old home place
    Even the place where we used to play
    I love my old home way back in the mountains
    But ev'rything's changed since she went away

    Chorus

    Mother was good and now she's in heaven
    She was the best pal a boy ever had
    I still love my home way back in the mountains
    But without you mother, a heart aches so sad

    Chorus



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    Give A Fool A Chance
    Composer(s): Jerry Stevens
    Performer(s): Alma Cogan



    If I make you cry at times
    If I tell a lie at times
    It’s my first romance
    Give a fool a chance
    If your poor heart aches, my love
    When I make mistakes, my love
    Try to understand
    Give a fool a hand

    Now I don’t need to hurt you or break the heart that you gave
    It’s just that love is new to me and I don’t know how to behave
    But you can right what’s wrong with me
    If you’ll string along with me.
    Don’t end our romance
    Give a fool a chance

    It’s just that love is new to me and I don’t know how to behave
    But you can right what’s wrong with me
    If you’ll string along with me
    Oh, don’t end our romance
    Please give a fool a chance




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    07-12-1971
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    Take Me For What I'm Worth
    Composer(s): P.F. Sloan
    Performer(s): The Searchers; Mike Pender; P.F. Sloan



    Don't try and understand me, you never could do that
    Ah, and in the end you'd wind up being hurt
    I'm a man with too many problems that keep pounding on my brain

    So if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth
    (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)

    I don't pretend to be a saint, my sins they are many
    But there's no-one perfect in this universe
    And though you think I'm weird, don't try and change me dear

    'cause if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth
    (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)

    Hear a howling wind outside my door, there's restlessness within
    Oh, I'm like a raincloud that one day may burst
    We both know I'll be leavin' and if one little tear you grieve

    Ah, it's all right 'cause that's all I'm really worth
    (it's all right 'cause that's all I'm really worth)

    And if you think about me in your lonesome hours
    Ah, and on your lips there's a sweet word and not a curse
    Ah, then I'll be comin' back one day when my wandering is over

    Ah, if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth
    (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)
    Ah, if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth
    (if you want me you'll take me for what I'm worth)



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    Sie Kann Nimmermehr
    English Title: Mother's Little Helper
    Performer(s): Peter Schleicher
    (Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones)



    Ach, die Kinder san heut bös
    sagt die Muter ganz nervös
    Ich brauch dringend meine Ruah, i bin am End
    Und sie bild' si des nur ein
    doch sie find gar nix dabei
    Nimmt a Pulver oder zwa
    Die Befreiung, sie ist da
    S'Leben ist schön seufzt sie entzückt
    wie mir die Erzieuhng glückt

    Ach, die Zeiten san heut bös
    sagt die Mutter ganz nervös
    Dieses Kochen bringt mi um und macht mi krank
    Ich koch nur mehr Tiefkühlkost
    damit die Kraft mich nicht verlasst
    Nimmt a Pulver oder zwa
    die Befreiung, sie ist da
    S'Leben is schön seufzt sie entzückt
    Das Menü ist mir geglückt

    Ach, bitte sehr, i brauch noch mehr
    und vor der Tür, da nimmt's gleich vier
    S'Leben is schwer, sie kann nimmermehr

    Ach, die Männer san so bös
    sagt die Mutter ganz nervös
    Und es stört sie, wenn ma müd is und k.o.
    Niemals kriegn die Männer gnua
    Doch sie holt sich ihre Ruah
    nimmt a Pulver oder zwa
    die Befreiung, sie ist da
    S'Leben is schön seufzt sie entzückt
    wenn ihr Mann sie nachts beglückt

    Ach bitte sehr, ....

    Ach das Leben is so bös
    sagt die Mutter ganz nervös
    Ich will glücklich sein, doch keiner sagt ma wie
    Sie schluckt alles was sie hat
    doch dann wird ihr sterbensmatt
    und ka Pulverl is mehr da
    und sie fühlt sich gar nicht froh
    Jetzt is aus denkt sie
    Oh Gott!
    Und dann is die Mutter tot



    Categorie:Duitse Songs

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    Giustina
    French Title: Justine
    Composer(s): Senlis; Auriat; Arnaldi
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Coi cesti sulle spalle
    Passava ogni mattina
    Piegata dalla vita
    La povera Giustina

    Coi cesti sulle spalle
    Tornava a tarda sera
    Silente e solitaria
    Nella sua veste nera

    Avevo sette anni
    E mi sembrava anziana
    Più vecchia dell'ulivo
    Vicino alla fontana
    Pero mia madre sempre
    In fondo alla cucina

    Gridava al suo passaggio
    Saluti a voi Giustina

    Sedeva li da sola
    Davanti alla sua casa
    E fino a tarda notte
    La luce stava accesa

    Nè figli nè nipoti
    Soltanto un vecchio cane
    Col quale divideva
    I ceci oppure il pane

    Avevo sedicianni
    E la trovavo brutta
    Come quei rami secchi
    Che plù non dannofrutta
    Pero mia madre sempre
    In fondo alla cucina

    Gridava al suo passaggio
    Saluti a voi Ginstina

    Un giorno per la via
    Lei smise di passare
    La sera le campane
    Si misero a suonare

    Lei era morta sola
    A novantinni e un giorno
    A quell'età si è soli
    Anche coi figli intorno

    Ed io che avrei compiuto
    Trentanni a primavera
    Senti la giovinezza
    Partire quella sera
    Non c'era più mia madre
    In fondo alla cucina

    E allora le gridai
    Addio
    Addio Giustina




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    06-12-1971
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    Take Me For A Little While
    Composer(s): Trade Martin
    First recording/First release by: Evie Sands - 1965/Jackie Ross - 1965
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I've been trying to make you love me
    But everything I try just takes you further from me
    You don't love me no no
    So you treat me cruel
    But no matter how you hurt me
    I'll always be a fool
    If you don't want me forever
    If you don't need me forever
    And if you don't love me forever
    Take me for a little while
    I've got to make you love me
    For a little while
    I've just got to make you want me
    I've got to stop it

    There should be a law
    And no maatter how you put me down
    I love you more
    I feel so helpless
    And it ain't funny
    Cause deep down inside I know
    You're never gonna love me
    If you don't want me forever
    If you don't need me forever
    If you can't love me forever
    Take me for a little while
    I'm gonna make you love me
    For a llittle while
    I've got to make you want me
    Take me for a little while, baby
    Can't you see it's gonna be me
    Take me for a little while
    Take me for a little while
    I'm gonna tell you how I need you
    Tell me how I want you
    Take me for a little while



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    Mother's Little Helper
    German Title: Sie Kann Nimmermehr
    Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
    Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones
    Covered by various other artists



    What a drag it is getting old
    "Kids are different today"
    I hear ev'ry mother say
    Mother needs something today to calm her down
    And though she's not really ill
    There's a little yellow pill
    She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
    And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

    "Things are different today"
    I hear ev'ry mother say
    Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
    So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
    And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
    And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

    Doctor please, some more of these
    Outside the door, she took four more
    What a drag it is getting old

    "Men just aren't the same today"
    I hear ev'ry mother say
    They just don't appreciate that you get tired
    They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
    So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
    And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

    Doctor please, some more of these
    Outside the door, she took four more
    What a drag it is getting old

    "Life's just much too hard today"
    I hear ev'ry mother say
    The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore
    And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
    No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
    They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day



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    Gitchy Goomy
    Composer(s): Neil Diamond
    Performer(s): Neil Diamond



    Gitchy Goomy, gitchy gaddy
    sit you laddie down on your daddy's knee
    And ain't it a nice place to be?
    Goggin noggin, papa's rockin' like a mockin' bird in a windy tree
    and that ain't no place for me
    Been there one time, been there two times
    been there three times more than I care to be
    But we're gonna make it through, Gitchy Goomy

    Life is good, life is fine, life is warm
    life is kind, can you see it?
    Love is great, love is right
    keeps you warm late at night when you need it
    Baby boy, daddy's joy, life's a toy
    but you don't wanna break it
    Like a sweet symphony, all you need is the key, you can play it

    Gitchy Goomy, gitchy gaddy, sit you laddie down while I have my say
    Now don't be runnin' away
    Goggin Noggin, papa's talkin'
    don't go walkin' off like you mean to play
    Well, you can have it your way
    Been there one time, been there two times
    been there three times more than I care to say
    But you're gonna be O.K. Gitchy Goomy

    Life is good, life is fine, life is warm
    life is kind, can you see it?
    Love is great, love is right
    keeps you warm late at night when you need it
    Baby boy, daddy's joy, life's a toy
    but you don't wanna break it
    Like a sweet symphony, all you need is the key, you can play it

    Been there one time, been there two times
    been there three times more than I care to be
    Seen it one time, seen it two times
    Seen it three times, Lord 'n' it's plain to see
    Ah, you gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy
    You 'n' me gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy
    Ah, you gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy




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    05-12-1971
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    Take Me For A Buggy Ride
    Performer(s): Bessie Smith



    You're my man, you're so nice and brown, sweetest man in this town
    I heard you say you was goin' away, and leave me here to stay
    I feel like I could cry, and here's the reason why
    Daddy, you really knows your stuff when you take me for a buggy ride
    I like you when you got your habits on, you can shift your gear with so much pride
    I gets a funny feelin' when you gaze into my eyes
    You give me so much thrill, you make my thermometer rise
    I'm happy when you're by my side when you take me for a buggy ride
    Daddy, you're as sweet as you can be when you take me for a buggy ride
    When you set me down up on your knee, and ask me to be your bride
    When you hug and kiss me it makes me feel fine
    I gets this funny feelin' up and down my spine
    You don't need no teachin', you don't need no guide when you take me for a buggy ride
    Your lovin' ain't so forte in the park but you a lovin', poor creature in the dark
    You ain't so hot!
    What can it be that makes me say? "daddy, take all of me"
    You always ready ev'ry time that I call
    What I like about you, you never stall
    You ain't no preacher, you a good old soul
    You done sent salvation to my very soul
    I can't kick but I'm satisfied when you take me for a buggy ride



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    Mother's Daughter
    Composer(s): Gregg Rolie
    Performer(s): Santana



    Got no time for foolin' with you baby
    Your stupid game is about to end
    You played it out
    Thought you had it made
    And it looks like someone passed you by again

    I left her standin' in her corner
    She told me she was tryin' to find her way
    I've got to leave before I get much older
    'Cause she ain't moved in nearly forty days

    I've got a woman that's treatin' me better
    She takes her time and she ain't so cruel
    I've got someone to take you over
    Your mother ain't so bad
    What happened to you?



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    Gitarzan
    Composer(s): Ray Stevens; Bill Everette
    Performer(s): Ray Stevens;
    Cledus T. Judd; Ralph's World



    He's free as the breeze, he's always at ease
    He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
    As he swings through the trees without a trapeze
    In his B.V.D.'s

    He's got a union card and he's practicing hard
    To play the guitar
    Gonna be a big star, yeah, he's gonna go far
    And carry moon beams home in a jar

    He ordered Chet's Guitar course C.O.D.
    Makes "A" and "E" and he's working on "B"
    Digs "C" and "W" and "R" and "B"
    And me and the chimpanzee agree that one day soon he will be a celebrity

    Chorus:
    Git it, git it, git it, git it...Ow!
    Gitarzan, he's a guitar man
    He's all you can stand
    Give him a hand, Gitarzan
    Ahhh (Jungle Yell), Ahhh, Ahhh

    He's got a girl named Jane with no last name
    Kinda homely and plain but he loves her just the same
    Cuz she kindles a flame and it drives him insane
    When he hears her sing, she really does her thing
    It's her claim to fame, come on, sing one Jane

    Baby, baby
    Ow, baby, baby (scat)
    Baby, baby

    Well, they got a pet monkey
    He likes to get drunky
    And sing boogie woogie and it sounds real funky
    Come on, your time boy, sing one monkey

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Let's hear it for the monkey

    On saturday night they need some excitement
    Jane gets right and the monkey gets tight
    And their voices unite in the pale moonlight
    And it sounds all right, yeah, it's dynamite, it's out of sight
    Let's hear it right.....now

    Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Chorus

    Git it, git it, git it, git it...ow!
    Gitarzan and his jungle band
    They're all you can stand
    Give 'em a hand Gitarzan




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    04-12-1971
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    (Take Me Back To My) Boots And Saddle
    Composer(s): Teddy Powell - Walter Samuels - Leonard Whitcup
    Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey & His Orch.
    and multiple other artists



    Take me back to my boots and saddle
    Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
    Let me see that gen'ral store
    Let me ride that range once more
    Give me my boots and saddle
    Let me ramble along the prairie
    Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
    Ropin' steers on old "Bar X"
    With my buddies, Slim and Tex
    Give me my boots and saddle
    Got a hankerin' to be with a banjo on my knee
    Strummin' a pretty western tune
    There's a gal in Cherokee
    And she's waitin' there for me
    Waitin' beneath a Texas moon
    So take me back to my boots and saddle
    Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
    Let me greet each blazin' morn
    On the ranch where I was born
    Give me my boots and saddle
    Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh



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    Mother's Bible
    Composer(s): Don Reno
    Performer(s): Crowe Brothers
    and various other artists



    There's a book that Mother left me
    That grows sweeter every day
    I have often read the pages
    Since my Mother passed away
    When but just a baby boy
    I would sit upon her knee
    Mother looked just like an angel
    When she read this book to me

    Mother's bible, oh, how dear
    With the covers worn and old
    Mother's bible, much more sweeter
    Worth much more to me than gold
    And she told me, yes she told me
    Just before she went to sleep
    If I read it and believed it
    Jesus then my soul would keep

    Now my Mother's gone to heaven
    And sometimes I feel so sad
    Then I go get Mother's bible
    That she left for me and Dad
    Through the years there may be changes
    But one change there'll never be
    It's that old and faded bible
    That my Mother left for me

    Mother's bible, oh, how dear
    With the covers worn and old
    Mother's bible, much more sweeter
    Worth much more to me than gold
    And she told me, yes she told me
    Just before she went to sleep
    If I read it and believed it
    Jesus then my soul would keep



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    Gitans
    Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
    Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



    Quand t'es parti gitan
    Tu as laissé seulement
    Une voiture en morceaux
    T'as pris tes chaises de bambou
    Ta guitare de rien du tout
    T'as mis le vent sous ta peau
    T'as caressé les oiseaux, t'as caressé les oiseaux
    T'as mis des pierres sur le feu
    Les femmes aux longs cheveux
    Ont tout lavé dans des seaux
    Séché la linge sur les buissons
    Rentré les gosses dans les camions
    Sur les paniers de roseaux
    Et caressé les oiseaux, caressé les oiseaux
    Où allais-tu?
    À part les flaques de boue
    Et quelques traces de roues
    Tu n'as rien voulu laisser
    T'as mis ta fierté gitane
    Aux rideaux des caravanes
    Comme des drapeaux pliés
    T'as caressé les oiseaux, t'as caressé les oiseaux
    Où allais-tu?
    J'ai peur des lumières des villes
    Des grandes maisons immobiles
    Des jardins bâtis tout autour
    J'ai peur qu'on emmène d'office
    Au bout du fusil des milices
    Les enfants de notre amour
    Ils traitent nos filles de voleuses
    Du fond de leurs maisons peureuses
    Pleines de chiens de combat
    Ils attachent leurs volailles
    Ils surveillent leurs ferrailles
    On ne se ressemble pas...
    Y a des panneaux depuis
    Emplacement interdit
    Comme s'il y avait eu la peste
    T'as plus qu'à chercher ailleurs
    Des gens qui auront moins peur
    En espérant qu'il en reste
    Et caresser les oiseaux! Et caresser les oiseaux!




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    03-12-1971
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    Take Me Back To Dear Old Ireland
    Composer(s): Morrison
    Performer(s): Cavan O’Connor



    There’s a spot called dear old Ireland that is always calling me
    An exile from my native land so far across the sea
    And every time I see a vessel waiting in the bay
    I feel I want to go aboard, and then I want to say

    Take me back to dear old Ireland, anywhere at all
    The lakes of Connemara or the hills of Donegal
    When I get home no more I’ll roam to any foreign strand
    Here’s my fare, oh! Take me there to dear old Ireland

    Sure it’s many years since I have seen that land so dear to me
    The scenes of happy childhood treasured in my memory
    The longing in my heart is growing stronger day by day
    To be once more on Irish soil, and that is why I say

    Take me back to dear old Ireland, anywhere at all
    The lakes of Connemara or the hills of Donegal
    When I get home no more I’ll roam to any foreign strand
    Here’s my fare, oh! Take me there to dear old Ireland



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    Mother's A Redneck Too
    Composer(s): John Evans
    Performer(s): Roger Creager



    Hey I'm a redneck Mother I must confess
    I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress
    I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest;
    hey I'm a redneck mother a redneck at best
    I'm a redneck mother and my mother's a redneck too

    I'm a redneck mother I must concede
    I wear a red and blue hat it reads "Lonestar Feed"
    I raised a cross bred chicken it goes "Quakity-cluck"
    I got a kicker bumper sticker on the back of my truck
    I'm a redneck mother and my mother's a redneck too

    I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon
    There's only one thing that will set me back and that's a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac

    I'm a redneck mother I must reply
    I built a beer can fence nearly 10 foot high
    Yonder on my front porch, it's my guard dog Blue
    He's a Mississippi leg hound with some legging to do
    I'm a redneck mother and my mother's a redneck too

    I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon
    There's only one thing that will set me back and that's a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac

    John why don't we head down to New Orleans?
    Could we try to find a bowl of them rice and red beans?
    Before we hit the road could you explain what this means?
    Sing it for me one more time

    Hey I'm a redneck Mother I must confess I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress
    I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest; hey I'm a redneck mother, a redneck at best
    I'm a redneck mother and my mother's a redneck too

    Oh Lord you're a redneck mother and your mother's a redneck too



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    Gitanos En Caravana
    Composer(s): Quintero; León; Gordillo
    Performer(s): Raphael



    Gitanos por la carretera
    Que fatigan tienen que pena me dan
    Errantes sin saber si quiera
    Ni de donde vienen ni pa donde van

    Gitanos en caravana
    Gitano muerto de sed
    Ni piedad samaritana
    Ni pozo donde beber

    Cantando por el mundo entero
    Con la voz morena del rey faraon
    Lunares, bronces y panderos
    Y un rosal de pena en el corazon

    Ojos de tiniebla, piel aceitunada
    Cintura delgada de palma y jazmin
    Cruzan como sombras ya de madrugada
    Por una vereda que no tiene fin

    La luna lunera les sale al encuentro
    Por montes y valles y orillas del mar
    Mientras se les clava corazon adentro
    Un cuchillo en copla que empieza a cantar




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    02-12-1971
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    Take Me Back To Chicago
    Composer(s): Daniel Seraphine - David "Hawk" Wolinski
    Performer(s): Chicago



    Take me back to Chicago
    Lay my soul to rest
    Where my life was free and easy
    Remember me at my best

    Take me back to Chicago
    Where music was all I had
    I tried to be good as I could
    And sometimes that made me sad

    Take me back to Chicago, to Chicago
    Why don't you take me back
    Take me back, take me back
    To Chicago

    I still dream of the Lake of peacefulness
    The warm summer breeze
    'Cause my life was so much simpler then
    Street corners and Tastee Freeze

    Take me back to Chicago
    'Cause hustlin's not my style
    L.A. was just a bit too hard
    I wish I could be a child

    Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
    Why don't you take me back
    Take me back, take me back
    To Chicago

    Take me back to Chicago
    Lay my soul to rest
    Where my life was free and easy
    Remember me at my best

    Take me back to Chicago
    'Cause hustlin's not my style
    L.A. was just a bit too hard
    I wish I could be a child

    Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
    Why don't you take me back
    Take me back, take me back
    To Chicago

    Take me back, take me back ...



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    Mother-In-Law
    Composer(s): Allen Toussaint
    Originally performed by: Ernie K-Doe
    Covered by various other artists



    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    The worst person I know
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    She worries me so
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    If she leave us alone
    We would have a happy home
    Sent from down below
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    Sin should be her name
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    To me they are about the same
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    Everytime I open my mouth
    Then she tries to put me out
    How could she stoop so low
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    I come home with my pay
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    She ask me what I made
    Mother-in-law, mother-in-law
    She thinks her advice is a constitution
    If she would leave that should be the solution
    And don't come back no more
    My mother-in-law, mother-in-law..…



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    Tags:Ernie K-Doe

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