Tell Me What He Said
Composer(s): Jeff Barry
Performer(s): Helen Shapiro



I've lost him, but I don't know how
He's goin' with another now
He'll be at the party on Friday night
I'd go there myself, but it wouldn't be right

But if you see him there
Please tell him that I care
And that I want him back again
Tell him that and then
Tell me what he said

Just take him to a side
Tell him how much I cried
And that I'm beggin' on my knees
Tell him that, but please
Tell me what he said

If I hurt him, I'm sorry (Sorry)
Please tell him that I love him (Love him)
No matter what the trouble may be
We can talk it over

I've never been so blue
I'll wait right here for you
Then I'll know if I should cry
If I should live or die
When you tell me what he said

I've lost him, but I don't know how
He's goin' with another now

But if you see him there
Please tell him that I care
And that I want him back again
Tell him that and then
Tell me what he said

Just take him to a side
Tell him how much I cried
And that I'm beggin' on my knees
Tell him that, but please
Tell me what he said

If I hurt him, I'm sorry (Sorry)
Please tell him that I love him (Love him)
No matter what the trouble may be
We can talk it over

I've never been so blue
I'll wait right here for you
Then I'll know if I should cry
If I should live or die
When you tell me what he said
When you tell me what he said
When you tell me what he said

My Little Angel
Composer(s): George Young; Harry Vanda
Performer(s): William Shakespeare (aka John Cave)



It was on a cold December afternoon
Doesn't seem that long ago
I was sitting on my feet by my old fireplace
When in walked my little girl home from school
And I could see that something was wrong
By the tears that were rolling down her face

And she said Daddy, Daddy at school today
Somebody told me a lie
And after hearin' what she had heard
I told her not to cry
It hurt to see her cry

Because she's my, my little angel
My little angel, my little angel when she smiles
Oh yes, she's my, my little angel
My little angel, and I don't ever wanna see her cry

What she heard was that angel's didn't really exist
That they were just a part of fables, fairytales, any ol' how
Of course there are angels I said
Everybody has an angel that takes care of them
In fact I know there's a real live angel right now

And she said Daddy, Daddy please tell me where
And tell me how do you know
And I said, easy, if you listen close
It's not too far to go
And this is how I know

Because you're my, my little angel
My little angel, my little angel when you smile
Oh yes, you're my, my little angel
My little angel, and I don't ever wanna see you cry

Now I miss her dearly since she left that day
But I know she is near me every hour, every day
Because she's, because she's my, my little angel
My little angel, my little angel, yes she's mine

Ah, she's so fine, my little angel, my little angel
And I know that she's with me all the time
With me all the time, my little angel
My little angel, my, my little angel

Got My Mojo Workin'
Composer(s): Preston Foster
Performer(s): Ann Cole:
and various other artists



I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

I got my black cat bones all cured and dry
I got a four-leaf clover all hangin' high
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

I got my hoodoo ashes all around your bed
Got my black snake roots underneath your head
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice
I got some red-hot tips I have to keep on ice
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

I got my rabbit foot, I know it's workin right
I got this strand of hair I'll keep day and night
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I got my mojo workin' but it just won't work on you
I want to love you so 'til I don't know what to do

Tell Me This Is A Dream
Composer(s): Thom Bell - William Hart
Performer(s): The Delfonics



Tell me this is a dream

You’re the same old girl
That lived across the street
And you’re the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet

Well, now you’re runnin’ around
And you think that I don’t know
And you know if I found out
It’s gonna hurt me so
And it hurts me so bad
Whoa, ho, ho, yeah

Tell me this is a dream
Somebody please
Tell me this is a dream
Somebody please

Tell me this is a dream

And I remember
When you kissed me
You said you loved me so much, girl
Said our love would always be

Well, now you’re runnin’ around
You think that I don’t know
And you know if I found out
It’s gonna hurt me so
And it hurts me so bad
Whoa, ho, ho, yeah

Tell me this is a dream
Somebody please
Tell me this is a dream
Somebody please

Tell me this is a dream

You know I’m just a guy right now
That don’t want to face the reality when I love leaving you
You’re in love with me too much
Not wanting to realize that you’re in love with someone else

And it hurts me so bad
Whoa, ho, ho, yeah

Tell me this is a dream
Somebody
Tell me this is a dream
Somebody

Tell me this is a dream

Tell me this is a dream
Somebody
Tell me this is a dream
Somebody please

Tell me this is a dream

Tell me this is a dream
Somebody
Tell me

My Little Georgia Rose
Composer(s): Bill Monroe
Performer(s): Bill Monroe
and various other artists



Now come and listen to my story
Story that I know is true
'Bout a rose that blooms in Georgia
With hair of gold and a heart so true

Way down in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Way down where the tall pines grow
There's my sweetheart of the mountain
She's my little Georgia rose

Her mother left her with another
A carefree life she had planned
Maybe now she's a lady
One her mother could not stand

Way down in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Way down where the tall pines grow
There's my sweetheart of the mountain
She's my little Georgia rose

We often sang old songs together
I watched her do her little part
She'd smile at me and I would tell her
That she was my own sweetheart

Way down in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Way down where the tall pines grow
There's my sweetheart of the mountain
She's my little Georgia rose 

Got My Mind Set On You
Composer(s): Rudy Clark; George Harrison
Performer(s): George Harrison; Shakin' Stevens



I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!

But it's gonna take money
A whole lot of spending money
It's gonna take plenty of money
To do it right, child
It's gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
It's gonna take patience and time
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it
To do it right!

I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!

And this time, I know it's real
The feelings that I feel
I know if I put my mind to it
I know that I really can do it

I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!
I got my mind set on you!

But it's gonna take money
A whole lot of spending money
It's gonna take plenty of money
To do it right, child
It's gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
It's gonna take patience and time
To do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it
To do it right!

Tell Me The Truth
Composer(s): Messini - Noel
Performer(s): Ivy Benson And Her All Girls Band



Tell me the truth, my darling
Do you really care for me?
Am I wasting my time in dreaming of you?
Please tell me you love me, you'll always be true!

Don't get alarmed, my darling
or you'll break this heart of mine
You're the one that I'm needing
That is why I keep pleading
Please tell me the truth, sweetheart!

Don't get alarmed, my darling
or you'll break this heart of mine
You're the one that I'm needing
That is why I keep pleading
Please tell me the truth, sweetheart!

My Little Dream Girl
Composer(s): L. Wolfe Gilbert; Anatol Friedland
Performer(s): James Reed



The nighttime, the nighttime is calling me
it's dreamtime, sweet dreamtime, for you and me
I'm longing, I'm longing to close my eyes
for there a sweet vision lies

While shadows are creeping through the darkest night
In dreamland, sweet dreamland, there's your love light
It's beaming, it's gleaming and all for me
your vision I long to see

My little dream girl, you pretty dream girl
sometimes I seem, girl, to own your heart
Each night you haunt me, by day you taunt me
I want you, I want you, I need you so
Don't let me waken, learn I'm mistaken
find my faith shaken, in you sweetheart
I'd sigh for, I'd cry for, sweet dreams forever
my little dream girl goodnight 

Got My Heart Set On You
Composer(s): Dobie Gray; Bud Reneau
Performer(s): John Denver;
John Conlee; Dobie Gray



Ever since the day I met you, I feel like I'm walking on air
And lately I'm convinced, it's no coincidence I run into you everywhere
And though I've heard your love is taken, I gotta believe what's in your eyes
Would I be out of line if I suggested a time and we get together one of these nights
Got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby I'm betting on it

I don't want to give you the wrong impression
I'm not the kind who rushes in, but baby every time I see you
before I even leave you I can hardly wait to see you again
I got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby I'm betting on it

I don't mean to be coming on strong or taking anything for granted
but love is a thing that just comes along
You don't understand how it got out of hand, but you're in it right from the start
I got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby, I'm betting on it

Tell Me The Old, Old Story
Composer(s): Richard L. Weaver



There's a question ever new sweetheart I would ask of you 
Will you tell me once again the story dear 
... It's the theme of life's sweet song, as the ages roll along 
Making sunshine when the clouds seem near 
... In the days of "Auld Lang Syne" those sweet days when you were mine 
Many hours we pass'd together by the mill 
... Time has chang'd us both since then, but I've wandered back again 
For your answer that you love me still

Now the birds as sweetly sing 
'Round the ivy cover'd spring
As they did for us sweetheart in time before 
And I'm waiting here today, fondly hoping you will say 
That you love me as you did of yore 
... When I've travell'd far and near 
There was naught in life to cheer 
All the world is shadow'd dearest without you
And for each fond joy apart 
I've the longing in my heart for that dear old story ever new...

Tell me the old, old story, that you love me as of yore
... Others strive for fame and glory 
I'm content with your love evermore 
... Time can never change you sweetheart 
With your eyes of violet blue 
... I'm waiting to be told, the story sweet and old 
You love me still as I love you

My Little Buckaroo
Composer(s): M.K. Jerome; Jack Scholl
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists



Close your sleepy eyes
My little Buckaroo
While the light of the western skies
Is shinin' down on you
Don't you know it's time for bed
Another day is through
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo

Don't you realize
My little Buckaroo
That it was from a little acorn
That the Oak tree grew?
And remember that your dad
Was once a kid like you
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo

Soon you're gonna ride the range
Like grown up cowboys do
Now it's time that you were roundin' up
A dream or two
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo 

Got Bentsh Amerike
English Title: God Bless America
Composer(s): Irving Berlin



Got bentsh Amerike, land vos ikh lib 
Shtey-zhe bay ir, madrikh zay ir 
Iberal laykht a shtral undz tsulib 
Fun di berg biz 
Tsu di preryes 
Biz di yamen vays mit shoym 
Got bentsh Amerike, mayn zise heym

Tell Me Something Good
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder
First release by: Rufus featuring Chaka Khan - 1974



You ain't got no kind of feeling inside
I got something that will sure 'nuff set your stuff on fire
You refuse to put anything before your pride
I got something that will knock all your pride aside

Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you love me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you like it, yeah

Got no time is what you're known to say
I'll make you wish there were 48 hours to each day
Problem is you ain't been loved like you should
What I got to give will sure 'nuff do you good

Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you love me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you like it, yeah

My Little Bimbo Down On The Bamboo Isle
Composer(s): Grant Clarke; Walter Donaldson
Performer(s): Frank Crumit
and various other artists



Sailor Bill McCoy was a handsome sailor boy
His ship got wrecked awhile, on a Fiji Iji Isle
He led a savage life and he hunted with a knife
He said, "I'll tell you all about it, don't tell my wife, because....

I've got a Bimbo down on the Bamboo Isle
She's waiting there for me, beneath a bamboo tree
Believe me, she's got all the other Bimbo's beat a mile
She dances daily, gayly, she'd make a hit with Barnum and Bailey
I'll build a bungalow on the Bamboo Isle
'Cause when I go again, I'll stay awhile
I've seen wrecks, plenty of wrecks out on the ragin' sea
But, by heck, you've never seen a wreck like the wreck she made of me
And, all she wore was a great big Zulu smile
My little Bimbo Down on the Bamboo Isle

William's boss said, "Bill, a Captain's job you'll fill
On a ship that's going North, today it's going forth"
A Captain's job is fine, but Bill said, "I'll decline
I'll Take half pay as a sailor on that ship of mine, 'cause"....

I've got a Bimbo Down on the Bamboo Isle
She's waiting there for me beneath a bamboo tree
Believe me, she's got all the other Bimbo's beat a mile
She dances daily, gayly, she plays a mean ukelele
I'll build a bungalow on the Bamboo Isle
"Cause when I go again, I'll stay a while
"What's that? What's a Bimbo mean? Please take my advice
I don't know what "Bimbo" means, but I think it's something nice
Everybody loves her, even the crocodiles
My little Bimbo, down on the Bamboo Isle 

Got A Lot O' Livin' To Do!
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley;
and various other artists



Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do
well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two 
Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you

I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two
Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you

There's a moon that's big and bright in the Milky Way tonight
But the way you act you never would a-know it's there
Now baby time's a wastin', a lot o' kisses I ain't been tastin'
I don't know about you, but I'm a-gonna get my share

Ooh, well I got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two
Ooh Yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you
There's no one who who I'd rather do it with than you

Tell Me On A Sunday
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd-Webber - Don Black
First performance/First release by: Marti Webb - 1979/1980
Covered by multiple other artists



Don't write a letter when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend the day
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please

I don’t want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Don’t run off in the pouring rain
Don’t call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please

My Little Austin Seven
Composer(s): Norman Long
Performer(s): Clarkson Rose



Nearly everybody's got a motor car today
Whatever make it is, it's the best of all, they say
Well you can keep your 'Austin Cowley' and your 'Essex Six'
Believe me, they're not in it with my little bag of tricks

It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin
The cutest little car upon the road
I can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber
Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber

It matters not at all you think it's awful small
Believe me boy, it's in
If you want to give the wife a ride without all her relations
You'll never beat an Austin Seven

The house I live in hasn't got a garage and what's more
I don't intend to build one 'cause it's a waste of time, I'm sure
'Cause we've got a little cubby-hole behind the kitchen door
That'll hold my little Austin Seven

The other day I went out driving in a shower of rain
That's a thing, believe me, I shall never do again
I skidded in a gutter and got washed down a drain
In my little Austin Seven.

One day I met an omnibus that stretched from side to side
Across the road and held up all the traffic far and wide
So I just drove underneath it and came out the other side
In my little Austin Seven

One day a motor cyclist drove up and stared at me,
"Thank God!" he said, "I've found you, alright now...", said he
And in the place of where his little sidecar used to be
He went and fastened my little Austin Seven

When driving in the park, a nurse rushed upon me saying
She said, 'Now don't you move, I'm surprised at you, I am"
She thought I was the baby she'd left sitting in the pram
In my little Austin Seven

If I ever want to park it and the police ask what I'm at
I never have to worry about a little thing like that
I just bung it in the cloakroom with my overcoat and hat
My little Austin Seven

It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin
The cutest little car upon the road.
You can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber
Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber

I've got a Ma-in-Law and you know how they jaw
And she's fourteen stone eleven
But she has to keep her knees up and it stops her chin from wagging
In the back seat of my little Austin Seven 

Got A Job
Composer(s): Tyran Carlo;
Berry Gordy Jr.; Smokey Robinson
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson & The Miracles; 
The Marcels



Walked all day till my feet were tired 
I was low, I just couldn't get hired 
So I sat in a grocery store 
"Help is light and I need some more" 

(I got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na 
(I got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
(I got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na 
Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na 

You've been houndin' me to get a job 
Well I finally did & my boss is a slob 
He's on my back really all day long 
It seems like everything I do is wrong 
Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na 

(He says to me) 
"Get the boxes, take 'em to the basement 
Do the job right or I'll get a replacement 
Get the mop & clean the dirty floors 
And when you're finished wipe the windows and the doors" 
I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job) 
Sha na na na, sha na na na na 

Well, this man's about to drive me stone insane 
One of these days I'm gonna have a fit 
And though the boss keeps a-runnin' through my brain 
I'll never (never) (never) (never) (never never quit my brand new job) 
Workin' all day and workin' all night and workin' all day 

(repeat previous 2 verses) 

(repeat "Workin' all day and workin' all night")

Tell Me Mama
Composer(s): Gerry Granahan
Performer(s): Christine Quaite



Tell me Mama, what to do
If a boy makes eyes at you
Tell me Mama, what to say
When he looks at me that way

Should I let him hold my hand (Oh yeah)
Tell him that I think he's grand
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do

Tell me Mama, is it right
If he wants to hold me tight
Tell me Mama, should I sigh
Ev'rytime he passes by

And if I can't resist
Well, should I let him steal a kiss
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what I should do
'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule
If he want's to be my steady boy
Should I-I-I go and play it cool

Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, if at night
Do you know that I need your advice
Tell me Mama, it's okay
If he wants to see me every day

Should I let him know I care (Oh yeah)
Or do you think I should beware
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what I should do
'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule
If he want's to be my steady boy
Should I-I-I go and play it cool

Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, it's okay
If he wants to see me every day
Should I let him know I care
Or do you think I should beware
Tell me Mama (Tell me Mama)
Tell me Mama what to do

My Little Angel
Composer(s): Gordon Charles; Dazz Jordan
Performer(s): The Four Lads



My little angel needs no harp
No applause when she sings
My little angel doesn`t fly
Through the sky, has no wings

Fanfares of trumpets may not
Blow just to show she`s divine
For my little angel needs
No halo to match heaven`s shine

I`ve heard tell that
Angels never leave the skies
But she must be an angel
There`s heaven in her eyes

And speaking of angels
I admit I`m a bit starry eyed
For my little angel soon will
Walk down the isle as my bride

I`ve heard tell that
Angels never leave the skies
But she must be an angel
There`s heaven in her eyes

And speaking of angels
I admit I`m a bit starry eyed
For my little angel soon will
Walk down the isle as my bride