Tears In Heaven
Composer(s): Eric Clapton - Will Jennings
First release by: Eric Clapton - 1991
Covered by multiple other artists



Would you know my name 
If I saw you in heaven 
Will it be the same 
If I saw you in heaven 
I must be strong, and carry on 
'Cause I know I don't belong 
Here in heaven 

Would you hold my hand 
If I saw you in heaven 
Would you help me stand 
If I saw you in heaven 
I'll find my way, through night and day 
'Cause I know I just can't stay 
Here in heaven 

Time can bring you down 
Time can bend your knee 
Time can break your heart 
Have you begging please 
Begging please 

Beyond the door 
There's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more... 
Tears in heaven 

Would you know my name 
If I saw you in heaven 
Will it be the same 
If I saw you in heaven 
I must be strong, and carry on 
'Cause I know I don't belong 
Here in heaven 

'Cause I know I don't belong 
Here in heaven 

My Filipino Rose
Composer(s): Hank Snow
Performer(s): Hank Snow; Ernest Tubb



The postman dropped a letter at my door
The address wasn’t plain but I could see
It had traveled far across the great Pacific
From My Filipino Rose across the sea

But I’m still praying that the trade wind sends you sailing across the blue
In my harbor of dreams you’ll anchor, where your lonely Filipino waits for you

The writing from her trembling hands was blurred
The paper it was sadly stained with tears
It read, they tell me you have wed another
After I have longed and waited all these years

But I’m still praying that the trade wind sends you sailing across the blue
In my harbor of dreams you’ll anchor, where your lonely Filipino waits for you

I promised her that I’d return someday
I told her she had won my heart and hand
I told her a line ‘cause I was lonely
Far from home a stranger in a foreign land

But I’m still praying that the trade wind sends you sailing across the blue
In my harbor of dreams you’ll anchor, where your lonely Filipino waits for you

She wrote, I’ve watched the driftwood float on by
I’ve watched the sea roll on its weary way
I have watched the silver sails out on the ocean
Hoping you might return to me someday

But I’m still praying that the trade wind sends you sailing across the blues
In my harbor of dreams you’ll anchor, where your lonely Filipino waits for you

The chains of my love may never set you free
But thru’ the years as memories fonder grow
This broken heart will always wait for you, dear
It was signed your lonely Filipino Rose

But I’m still praying that the trade wind sends you sailing across the blue
In my harbor of dreams you’ll anchor, where you Filipino waits for you

Goodbat Nightman
Composer(s): John Gorman;
Roger McGough; Mike McGear
Performer(s): The Scaffold



God bless all policemen and fighters of crime
May thieves go to jail for a very long time
They've had a hard day helping clean up the town
Now they hang from the mantle piece, both upside down
A glass of warm blood and then straight up the stairs
Batman and Robin are saying their prayers

Batman & Robin:
God bless Superman and Superwoman!
Aquaman and Aquawoman!
Ironman and Ironwoman!
Spiderman and Spiderwoman!
Plasticman and Plasticwoman!
Crazyman an-

Robin: B-b-Batman

Batman: Yes Robin

Robin: W-w-was there ever a Batwoman?

Batman: There was once, Boy Wonder, a long time back

Robin: Where is she now?

Batman: I'm afraid she's no longer with us

Robin: Oh, you mean...?

Batman: Yes, she's in the great belfry up there in the sky

Robin: Holy Saint Batwoman, what happened?

Batman: She rather foolishly got in the way of the batmobile

Robin: Suicide?

Batman: Batricide!

Robin: Gosh, why didn't I think of that

They've locked all the doors and they've put out the bat
(Meouw!)
Put on the batjamas
(We like doing that!)
Filled the batwater-bottles, made the batbeds
With two springy batrasses for sleepy batheads
They're closing red eyes and they're counting black sheep
Batman and Robin are falling asleep

(Door opens)

Robin: W-w-w-where are you going Batman?

Batman: The batroom!

Robin: Holyluya!

(Door closes)

My Brother Woody
Composer(s): Chris Dedrick
Performer(s): The Free Design; Bart Davenport



Hikin’ a football between his knees
runnin’ to catch a pass
Climbing up the friendly trees
fallin’ in the grass
My brother Woody

Singin’ a song and playin’ guitar
laughin’ at every goof
Tryin’ to touch the morning star
from the toolshed roof
My brother Woody

Don’t go away and leave the lights on
Curtain strings don’t get yanked
Gotta watch out for Mom "the Bomb"
Be good enough not to get spanked
My brother Woody 

Filipino Baby
Composer(s): Billy Cox; Clark Van Ness; Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
and various other artists



When the warships left Manila, sailing proudly over the sea
All, the sailor’s hearts were filled with found regret
Looking backward to this island where they spent such happy hours
Making love to ev’er pretty girl they met

Then up step a little sailor with his bright eye’s all aglow
Saying, take a look at my gal’s photograph
Then the sailor’s gathered around him Just to look upon her face 
And he said I love my Filipino Baby

She’s my Filipino Baby
She’s my treasure and my pet
Her teeth are bright and pearly
And her hair is black as jet
O’ her lips are sweet as honey
And her heart is true I know
She’s my darling little Filipino Baby

In a little rustic cottage in the far off Philippines
Dwells a lonely little maiden all alone
She is thinking of her true love, though he is far across the sea
And her heart beats true for him and him alone

Then one day he whispered "Darlin’ I’ve come back from Caroline"
"I’ve come back to claim the only girl I love"
Then that night there was a wedding while the ship’s crew gathered round
And he wed his little Filipino Baby

She’s my Filipino Baby
She’s my treasure and my pet
Her teeth are bright and pearly
And her hair is black as jet
O’ her lips are sweet as honey
And her heart is true I know
She’s my darling little Filipino Baby

Good, Good Lovin'
Composer(s): James Brown; Albert Shubert
Performer(s): Chubby Checker;
and various other artists



Got somethin' for you darlin'
That you never never had
Well somethin' for you darlin'
That you've never never had

I got a lotta
Good lovin', good lovin'
Make me feel so bad
Give somethin' to me baby

When you know you're fine
Give somethin' to me baby
Just a little bit of time

Some of your
Good lovin, good lovin'
Make me feel so fine
Oh true fine lovin'
A whole lotta huggin'
You're nothin' but a lover

Baby I need
Your good lovin'
Got somethin' for you baby
You know you're outta sight

Got somethin' for you baby
Come on treat me right
Some of your
Good lovin', good lovin'
Good lovin' tonight

True fine lovin'
A whole lotta huggin'
You're nothin' but a lover

Oh baby I need
Your good lovin'
Got somethin' for you baby
That you never never had

Got somethin' for you baby
That you never never had
I gotta lotta
Good lovin', good lovin'
Make me feel so bad
Oh good good lovin'
A whole lotta lovin'

Tears And Roses
Composer(s): Hank Hunter - Dick Heard
Performer(s): Al Martino; George Morgan



Tears and roses, tears and roses
Remind me that we're through but I'm still in love with you
(Tears and roses, tears and roses)

Today I passed a flower shop and in the window there
Were dozens of red roses like the ones you used to wear
I walked on by and when I saw a little baby cry
I thought about the tears that fell the day you said "Goodbye"

Tears and roses, tears and roses
Remind me that we're through but I'm still in love with you
(Tears and roses, tears and roses)

I think about the good old days when we were so in love
And I was still the only one that you were dreamin' of
I'd send a million roses and my tears would fill the sea
If all those tears and roses could bring you back to me

Tears and roses, tears and roses
Remind me that we're through but I'm still in love with you
Remind me that we're through but I'm still in love with you
(Tears and roses, tears and roses)

My Favorite Brunette
Composer(s): Ray Evans; Jay Livingston
Performer(s): Bob Hope & Dorothy Lamour



Dorothy:
Bob:by Hope was a boy who liked girls with raven tresses
He thought every girl just for him was saving yesses
He figured that the duty of each brunette beauty
Was to run to him for necking
At his every bark and beckon

Here comes this lonesome male
And here's his pitaful tale
He says

Bob:
I will date Rosie 'cause Rosie is cosy
And she's my favourite brunette

Dorothy:
But rosie this summer 
Was dating the plumber

Bob:
She turned out ot be all wet
I'll make Rosita, that sweet senorita
My brand new favourite brunette

Dorothy:
Bu this hot-to-molly
Was tickling Charlie
By shaking her castanets 

Bob:
Dark-haired Tilly was silly over Willy
Lily and Billy were Kind of Jack and Jilly

Dorothy:
So he tried a redhead
But she was a dead head

Bob:
And what can you do with a blonde?

I tried using my noodle 
and bought a black poodle

Dorothy:
His brand new favourite brunette

Bob:
But she loves a spanail
Name of Danial

Dorothy:
That was the pay off 
and though he was way off
He hasn't stopped trying yet
He was last seen in Tibet
You bet,chasing another brunette

Bob:
I got pally with Sally May O'Malley
Patting and pinching 
right in her mothers kitchen
Again I had to lose out
Someone blew the fuse out
What can you do in the dark
Tell me, how about you babe?
Will you be my new babe?
My brand new favourite brunette?

Dorothy:
Uh Ah 
the kind of man that I demand
Must have a lot at his command 

Bob:
I'll learn a lot of parlour tricks
And get advice from Dorothy: Dicks

Dorothy:
And would you buy me diamond rings? 
and little thousand dollar things?

Bob:
I'll give you lots of cadillacs
To go with every pair of slacks

Dorothy:
Well let me know whan you get there

Both:
Then you'll be my favourite brunette

Good Woman Blues
Composer(s): Ken McDuffie
Performer(s): Mel Tillis; IIIrd Tyme Out



My name you will find on the tail of my shirt
I'm a Tennessee hustler, never do worse
I kiss a different woman with the fall of each dew
Always a-singing these good woman blues

I've been playing music back in Tennessee
Lot of women there, Lord, they think the world of me
Memphis and Nashville, Chattanooga too
Always a-singing these good woman blues

Good woman blues, Lord, they never get me down
Too many women always around
I strike like the lightning and bringing good news
Always a-singing these good woman blues

Well a woman in Dallas, she's on my mind
Texas women are the tie-me-down kind
I just keep on walking with my traveling shoes
Always singing these good woman blues

Well sunny California, I can hear you call
Got more women there than a freight train can haul
Your warm red wine and your sun is good news
Always a-singing these good woman blues

Good woman blues,Lord, they never get me down
Too many women always around
I strike like the lightning and bringing good news
Always a-singing these good woman blues

Tears (Behind My Eyes)
Composer(s): James Paul Reed
Performer(s): Spooky Tooth



Guess this could be the end
Think you've really gone this time
I won't get no more of your love
I should have gone red besides
Because the tears that you don't see
Are the tears behind my eyes
Tears that I can't disguise, so well
So well from you

Got to get to you again
If it takes up the whole day long
Got to make it right with you
Got to right all them wrongs
Because the tears that you don't see
Are the tears behind my eyes
Tears I can't disguise, so well
So well from you

Loving is what you did not get from me
Loving is what you're gonna get now
Just you wait
Wait and see

Got to get to you again
If it takes up the whole day long
Got to make it right with you
Got to right all them wrongs
'Cause the tears that you don't see
Are the tears behind my eyes
Tears I can't disguise, so well
So well from you

Loving is what you did not get from me
Loving is what you're gonna get now
Just you wait
Wait and see, yeah

Loving is what you did not get from me
Loving is what you're gonna get now, babe
Just you wait
Wait and see

Got to get to you again
If it takes up the whole day long
Got to make it right with you
Got to right all them wrongs
But the tears that you don't see
Are the tears behind my eyes
The tears I can't disguise, so well
So well from you, babe

My Favorite Things
English & French Titles:
My Favorite Things; Mes Joies Quotidiennes
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein II
(Originally performed by: Mary Martin)



Ich liebe Rosen und Wiesen und Kinder
Mag Kupferkessel auf Feuer nicht minder
Muss beim Zubettgeh'n den Abendstern seh'n
Liegen im weichen Bett finde ich schön

Ich liebe Ponys und mag Apfelstrudeln
Cremetorten, Kirschtorten, Schnitzel mit Nudeln
Wildgänse fliegend hoch über den Seen
Tiere im Wald und Feld finde ich schön

Ganz weiße Kleider mit blauseid'nen Schuhen
Schneeflocken, die auf den Zweigen sich ruhen
Silberne Winter und Berge in Höh'n
Sonnige Frühlingstag' finde ich schön

Wenn der Hund bellt und ist bissig
und ich bin verzagt
Ganz einfach sofort wird mein Kummer vergeh'n
Ich denke an das was schön

Good Vibrations
Composer(s): Brian Wilson;
Mike Love; Tony Asher; Van Dyke Parks
Performer(s): The Beach Boys



I love the colourful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air

I'm picking' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm picking' up good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)

Close my eyes
She's somehow closer now
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world

I'm picking' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm picking' up good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop excitations)

(Ahhhhhhh)
(Ah my, my what elation)
I don't know where but she sends me there
(Ah my, my what a sensation)
(Ah my, my what elation)
(Ah my, my what)

Got to keep those loving good vibrations
A happening' with her
Got to keep those loving good vibrations
A happening' with her
Got to keep those loving good vibrations
A happening'

Ahhhhhhhh
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
(I'm picking up good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop, bop)
(Excitations)
Good, good, good, good vibrations
(Oom bop, bop)
She's na, na . . .

Tears
Performer(s): Sam Ash; Rudy Vallee; Ken Dodd



Tears for souvenirs are all you've left me 
Memories of a love you never meant 
I just can't believe you could forget me 
After all those happy hours we spent together 

Tears have been my only consolation 
But tears can't mend a broken heart I must confess 
Let's forgive and forget 
Turn our tears of regret 
Once more to tears of happiness 

Tears have been my only consolation 
But tears can't mend a broken heart I must confess 
Let's forgive and forget 
Turn our tears of regret 
Once more to tears of happiness 

Let's forgive and forget 
Turn our tears of regret 
Once more to tears of happiness

My Favorite Things
French & German Titles:
Mes Joies Quotidiennes; My Favorite Things
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein II
Originally performed by: Mary Martin
Covered by various other artists



Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites, when the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

Good Timin'
Composer(s): Clint Ballard Jr.; Frederick Tobias
Performer(s): Jimmy Jones



Oh, you need timin'
A-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-good timin'
A-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-timin'
Timin' is the thing, it's true 
Good timin' brought me to you 

If little, little David hadn't grabbed that stone 
Lyin' there on the ground 
Big Goliath might-a stomped on him 
Instead of the other way 
But he had.....

Timin', a-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-good timin'
A-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-timin'
Timin' is the thing, it's true 
Good timin' brought me to you 

Who in the world woulda ever known 
What Columbus could do 
If Queen Isabella hadn't hocked her jewels 
In fourteen-ninety-two 
But she had..... 

Timin', a-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-good timin'
A-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-timin'
Timin' is the thing, it's true 
Good timin' brought me to you 

What woulda happened if you and I 
Hadn't just happened to meet 
We mighta spent the rest of our lives 
Walkin' down Misery Street 
But we had..... 

Timin', a-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-good timin'
A-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-tock-a-timin' 
Timin' is the thing, it's true 
Good timin' brought me to you 

Yea, we had timin' 
Woh, woh, woh, good timin' 
Yea,yea,yea,yea, timin' is the thing, it's true 
Good timin' brought me to you 

Yea, we had timin' 
Woh, woh, woh, good timin' 
Yea,yea,yea,yea, timin' is the thing, it's true
Good timin' brought me to you

Tearoom Tango
Performer(s): Wim Sonneveld



En hier dames en heren, hier komt een liefdesgeschiedenis uit Den Haag, getiteld "Tearoom Tango"

Toen ik jou de roze tearoom langzaam binnenschrijden zag 
Met je kaalgesleten bontjas en je arrogante lach 
Een afschuwelijk beeld van honger en ellende 
Vroeg ik me af hoe ik jou in 's hemelsnaam herkende 
Maar toen iedereen jou nakeek met die blik van oh-la-la 
Dat moet vroeger iets geweest zijn van comme ça en ga maar na 
En de ober zelfs een buiging voor je maakte 
Toen voelde ik dat mijn verbittering ontwaakte 
En terwijl je stilstond bij 't gebak 
Was ik de jongen weer wiens jongenshartje brak 

Je hebt me belazerd, je hebt me bedonderd 
En wat me nu na al die jaren nog verwondert 
Dat ik dat nooit vergeten zal al word ik honderd 
Je hebt me belazerd, je hebt me bedonderd

't Zal zo'n dertig jaar geleden zijn dat ik jou stil aanbad 
En in deze zelfde tearoom steeds op jou te wachten zat 
En wanneer je dan na uren was gekomen 
Noemde 'k jou de schone diva van m'n dromen 
Na een jaar geheime liefde zei 'k nog steeds eerbiedig "u" 
En ik mocht je af en toe eens kussen achter 't menu 
Verder mocht ik niks 't was verdomd een schijntje 
Je hield me steeds met je belofte aan 't lijntje 
Tot ik plotseling ontdekte dat 
Jij wel twintig and're tearoom-lovers had 

Je hebt me belazerd, je hebt me bedonderd 
En wat me nu na al die jaren nog verwondert 
Dat ik dat nooit vergeten zal al word ik honderd 
Je hebt me belazerd, je hebt me bedonderd

En nu zit je aan een tafeltje en vraagt me "mag ik thee" 
En je attakeert m'n taartjes en wat kijk je weer gedwee 
En je fluistert "jongen, haal me uit de nesten 
Want het is of heel de wereld me wil pesten" 
Je bent veel te dik gepoeierd en de mot zit in je hoed 
En ik zie ook dat je huilt zoals een slecht actrice doet 
Je pikt weer een sigaret en vraagt een vuurtje 
En je zegt achter je zevende likeurtje 
"Ach, je weet dat ik jou de liefste vond 
Geef me wat geld, boy, want ik zit vreselijk aan de grond" 
Dan zeg ik: "zit jij aan de grond?" 

Da's heel belazerd, da's reuze bedonderd 
Dat ik de liefste was is iets dat mij verwondert 
Vraag het die anderen maar, je had 'r minstens honderd 
Ober, ober, goedemiddag 
Deze dame hier, ober, wou even alles afrekenen 
Ja, 'k ben belazerd 

My Favorite Dream
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): Jan & Dean



Each time I call you up, you're always free 
You break the dates you've got just to be with me 
Gee whiz, that's not the way it is 
But that's my favorite dream 

You tell me I'm the type you can't resist 
Your lips are always there, ready to be kissed 
Gee whiz, that's not the way it is 
But that's my favorite dream 

(x2): 
We spend each night together 
But you don't even know 
'Cause in spite of all my dreams 
Somehow it seems 
I'd never even dare to say hello 
But I believe my dreams may still come true 
Someday you're gonna show that you love me too 
Gee whiz, that's not the way it is 
But that's my favorite dream 

Gee whiz, that's not the way it is 
But that's my favorite dream

Good Times Roll
Composer(s): Ric Ocasek
Performer(s): The Cars;
and various other artists



Let the good times roll
Let them knock you around
Let the good times roll
Let them make you a clown

Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair

Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll

Let the stories be told
They can say what they want
Let the photos be old
Let them show what they want

Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll-oll
Won't you let the good times roll

Good times roll

If the illusion is real
Let them give you a ride
If they got thunder appeal
Let them be on your side

Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Won't you let the good times roll-oll
Let the good times roll

Let the good times roll
Won't you let the good times roll
Well let the good times roll
Let 'em roll (good times roll)

Let the good times roll
Oo let the good times roll
Oo let the good times roll
Let 'em roll (good times roll)

Well, let the good times roll
(let the good times roll)
Well let the good times roll
Good times roll
(let the good times roll)
Let the good times roll
Let 'em roll-oll

Teardrops Will Fall
Composer(s): Dickey Doo - Marion Smith
First release by: Dickey Doo & The Don'ts - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists



I read your letter and tears filled my eyes 
All of your promises fading, was nothing but lies 
So I turned your photograph over, face to the wall 
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight 
Teardrops will fall 

Teardrops will fall tonight 
Tears I can't hide 
Tears that I tried to keep 
Deep down inside 
Tears fall, a love that's gone 
Beyond recall 
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight 
Teardrops will fall 

I'm gonna pray tonight, baby 
Hoping you will hear 
Maybe you'll right the wrong, now 
And dry each tear 
I'll sit alone tonight hoping you will call 
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight 
Teardrops will fall 

My Father's Eyes
Composer(s): Livingston Taylor
Performer(s): Livingston Taylor



My father stands before me
In a place that's his alone
I'm guided to the future
I have the world to own
I stand up and I'm counted
A thousand miles from home
Why can I see forever
In my father's eyes?

My father sits before me
His hands upon his chin
His fingers touch his lips
Until my story ends.
Patiently we get it straight
The whos, the whens, the whys...
Truth ever protected
In my father's eyes

My father's eyes...
My father's hands...
Oh, Daddy quickly pick me up
When will I be a man?
When will I live long enough
To make somebody fly?
When will the mirror show me
My father's eyes?

My father's resting in a chair
In a long, cold Winter sun
He falls into a restless sleep
Still itching for the run
The arms are thin
And the movement slow
But there'll be one more try
Strength has another measure
In my father's eyes

My father's eyes
My father's hands
Oh, Daddy quickly pick me up
When will I be a man?
When will I live long enough
To make somebody fly?
When will the mirror show me
My father's eyes?