That Did It, Marie
Composer(s): Irene Higginbotham - Fred Meadows
Performer(s): Peggy Lee; Benny Goodman



I was an icky, couldn't get in the groove
Till this old band began to move
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

The heat was rising to a hundred and five
When all the cats gave out the jive
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

Dig that sax you jumpin jacks
Does that eighty-eighter send ya
Jump jump jump it to that trumpet
Satch is gonna blow a bunch of riffs
Ha!

They called me squarey when I walked in at eight
By twelve o'clock they called me gate
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie

My Uncle
Composer(s): Graham Parsons; Chris Hillman
Originally performed by: The Flying Burrito Brothers



A letter came today from the draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionnaire
It asked me lots of things about my mama and papa
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
A sad old soldier once told me a story
About a battlefield that he was on
He said a man should never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is wrong
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground, yeah
Now, I don't know how much I owe my uncle
But I suspect it's more than I can pay
He's asking me to sign a three-year contract
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
That tends to keep a good man underground

Groovy Situation
Composer(s): Herman Davis; Russell R. Lewis
Performer(s): Gene Chandler;
and various other artists



That girl I'm gonna make her mine 
If it takes all night 
That girl I'm gonna make her mine 
If it takes all night 
Good evening sweet darling 
May I ask your name 
You seem to be lonely 
Well don't worry I'm feeling the same 

Oh, it's a groovy situation 
A splendid combination 
That we should meet 
At a time like this 
Oh it's a groovy situation 
a splendid combination 
You're something that 
I just can't miss 

It's been a long time sweet darling 
since love has come my way 
But I'm trying so hard 
To find the right words to say 

Oh, it's a groovy situation 
A splendid combination 
That we should meet 
At a time like this 
Oh it's a groovy situation 
a splendid combination 
You're something that 
I just can't miss

That Certain Smile
Composer(s): D. Mitchell - Midge Ure
Performer(s): Midge Ure



Cross your heart and hope to die it's love
A perfect world in my minds eye and oh
The face that's watching me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile
Hold your hand up
swear to God
it's love
Help me to believe
because for all
The words you said to me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile
Take my tears and smile for me
it's love
Take my soul
my heart
my fears for oh
The way you're touching me tonight - has me 
Falling for that certain smile
Bring me passion
bring me lust or love
Bring me only truth
because for all
The times you said to me tonight - have me 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile 
Falling for that certain smile

My Turn On Earth
Composer(s): Lex de Azevedo; Carol Lynn Pearson



The world turns 'round like a merry go round
It lets some off and it takes some on
Some horses are high and some horses are low
Some turns are short and some turns are long

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

Well never mind just how long you stay
The size or shade of the horse you've got
Just see all the sights and hear all the sounds
And feel the sun, and you'll learn a lot

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

The world turns 'round like a Ferris wheel
Some times you're low and sometimes you're high
But even way down you can never forget
The thrill you feel when you're touchin' the sky

My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth

Groovin'
Composer(s): Brigati; Cavaliere
Performer(s): The Young Rascals



Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of

Movin' down a crowded avenue
Doing anything we like to do
There's always lots of things that we can see
You can be anyone we like to be
All those happy people we could meet
Just groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really, couldn't get away too soon

We'll keep on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it coming closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly

Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away to soon
No, No, No, No
Groovin'
Groovin'

That Certain Female
Composer(s): Charlie Feathers
Performer(s): Charlie Feathers



Well
Ah huh-uh-uh-huh, oooow!

Yeah!

Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind
And I’m’a lookin’ for me a woman
But she’s mighty hard ta’find

Oh’I asked my country cousin
Check the hottest spots in town
Oh that little-bitty woman
Well she just ain’t around

Ooww! Hey, hey, ho!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go

Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman’s got’ta show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know

Ooooooww!!

Yes!
Do it!
Do it twice!
Woo!

Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind

I said I’m lookin’ for me a woman
She’s mighty hard ta’ find
I asked my country cousin
Where’s she hangin’ out

Lost this little bitty woman, she’s just outta sight

Oh ho ho Ho!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Checkin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go

Waitin’
Watchin’
That woman, she’s gonna show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know…

Ooohhh... Now...

I just need a simple
Where she’s hanging out
I promise’ta make it worth your while
If you mark her out
Name your price and make it fast
Waited much too long
Got that woman on the mind
I’m gonna bring’er home

Oh Yeah!

Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
OW!
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the goooo

Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman, she gonna show

I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know

Baby, I need you...
How much you’ll never know

Lord, I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know!

Owww! 

My Truly, Truly Fair
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
and various other artists



(Oh, hooo)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly, truly fair)
(There's songs to sing her)
(Trinkets to bring her)
(Flowers for her golden hair)

My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Now, some men plow the open plains
Some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid
For work I have no time

She's my truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Now once I sailed from Boston Bay 
Bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore

Back to my truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
I love she and she loves me
Pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live-long night 
'Bout who loves who the most

My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her 
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair

(Oh, hooo)
Ah, Soon I'm gonna marry her
Love her till I die
There ain't no livin' on love alone
But still I'm gonna try

(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair 
(For her golden hair)
How I love my truly fair 
(Loves his truly fair)
Wow! How I love my truly fair 
(How he loves his truly fair)

Groove With You
Composer(s): Ernie Isley; Marvin Isley; Chris Jasper
Performer(s): The Isley Brothers;
Ambelique; Phyllis Hyman; Phil Perry



Oh, I've been thinking of you
and you've been thinking of me
Oh, I'll give all that I have
If you'll give all that I need
And oh, oh, oh, let's be fair
And I think its time we cleared the air
I've been watching you, you've been watching me
You know I've been wanting to groove with you
Girl, speak your mind
Groove with you
You been thinking all of this time
Groove with you
Aw baby what I wouldn't do
Groove with you
Just spending my days with you

Oh, love is all in your eyes
love fire is burning for me
You stay all in my mind
Oh woman, it's easy to see
Oh, let's be fair
You know it's time we cleared the air

You've been watching me, I've been watching you
You know, you know
Groove with you
Oh I want a groove, I want a groove
Groove with you
I've been thinking, you've been thinking, thinking of me
Groove with you
Oh what I wouldn't do to groove with you

Groove with you
You've been watching, I been watching watching you
Groove with you
And every chance I get, from the first time we meet
I want a groove with you

Texas Trilogy: Train Ride
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969



Well, the last time I remember that train stopping at the depot
Was when me and my Aunt Veta came riding back from Waco
I remember I was wearing my long pants and we was sharing
Conversation with a man who sold ball-point pens and paper
And the train stopped once in Clifton where my Aunt bought me some ice cream
And my Mom was there to meet us when the train pulled into Kopperl

But now kids at night break window lights
And the sound of trains only remains
In the memory of the ones like me
Who have turned their backs on the splintered cracks
In the walls that stand on the railroad land
Where we used to play and then run away from the depot man

I remember me and brother used to run down to the depot
Just to listen to the whistle when the train pulled into Kopperl
And the engine big and shiny, black as coal that fed the fire
And the engineer would smile and say, "Howdy, how ya fellows?"
And the people by the windows playing cards and reading papers
Looked as far away to us as next summer's school vacation

But now kids at night break window lights
And the sound of trains only remains
In the memory of the ones like me
Who have turned their backs on the splintered cracks
In the walls that stand on the railroad land
Where we used to play and then run away from the depot man

My True Story
Composer(s): Eugene Pitt; Oscar Waltzer
Performer(s): The Jive 5



Cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 
Cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 

There is a story yeah 
That I must tell 
Of two lovers 
That I bewail 
Now they must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 
Their blues away 
(Cry cry cry their blues away) 

Her name was Sue yeah 
His name was Earl 
His love was Lorraine 
She's a wonderful girl 
But they must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 
Their blues away 
(Their blues away) 

Love will make you happy 
And love will make you cry 
Love will make the tears fall 
When your lover says goodbye 

And then you'll cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 
Your blues away 
(Cry cry cry their blues away) 

This story ends yeah 
It was no lie 
Names have been changed dear 
To protect you and I 

But we must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh 
Our blues away 
(Cry cry cry) 
Mmm (whoa-uh our blues away) 
We must cry 
(Cry cry cry whoa-uh our blues away)

Groove Me
Composer(s): King Floyd
Performer(s): King Floyd



Uhh! Awww, sookie sookie now!
Hey! Oww, uhh! Come on, baby!
Hey there, Sugar Darlin'
Let me tell you something
Girl, I've been trying to say, now
You look so sweet
And you're so doggone fine
I just can't get you out of my mind
You've become a sweet taste in my mouth, now
And I want you to be my spouse
So that we can live happily, nah-nah
In a great big ol' roomy house
And I know you're gonna groove me, baby
Ahh, yeah, now
You make me feel good inside
Come on, and groove me, baby
I need you to groove me
Ahhh, yeah, now, now, darling
Uhh! Come on, come on!
Hey! Uhh!
Hey there, Sugar Darlin'
Come on, give me something
Girl, I've been needing for days
Yes, I'm good, good loving
With plenty, plenty hugging
Ooh, you cute little thang, you
Girl, between you and me, nah-nah
We don't need no company
No other man, no other girl
Can enter into our world
Not as long as you groove me, baby
Ahh, come on
Make me feel good inside
Come on and groove me, baby
Move me, baby
Ahh, sock it to me, mama
Uhh! Ahh, I like it like that, baby
Uhh! Groove me, baby! Hey! Uhh!
Groove me, darling!
Come on, come on
I need you to sock it to me, mama
Come on and groove me, baby
Hey! Uhh! Good, God!
It makes me feel so good inside, mama
Now, come on, come on, and uhh
Groove me, baby, groove me, baby
Ahh, sock it to me
Sock it to me
Rock it to me
Come on, come on!
Come on!
And uhh
Groove me, mama, I want you to
Groove me!

Texas Trilogy: Daybreak
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969



Six o'clock silence of a new day beginning
Is heard in the small Texas town
Like a signal from nowhere the people who live there
Are up and moving around

'Cause there's bacon to fry and there's biscuits to bake
On the stove that the Salvation Army won't take
And you open the windows and you turn on the fan
'Cause it's hotter than hell when the sun hits the land

Walter and Fanny, well, they own the grocery
That sells most all that you need
They've been up and working since early this morning
They've got the whole village to feed

Well, they put out fresh eggs and throw bad ones away
That rotted because of the heat yesterday
The store is all dark so you can't see the flies
That settle on round steak and last Monday's pies

Sleepy Hill's drugstore and the cafe are open
The coffee is bubbling hot
'Cause the folks that ain't working gonna sit there 'til sundown
And talk about what they ain't got

Someone just threw a clutch in the old pickup truck
It seems like they're riding on a streak of bad luck
The doctor bills came and the well has gone dry
Seems their grown kids don't care whether they live or die

My True Love
Composer(s): Jack Scott
Performer(s): Jack Scott



I prayed to the Lord to send me a love
He sent me an angel from heaven above
The stars in the sky he placed in her eyes
She is my true love

The touch (my true love) of her hand (my true love)
Captured (my true love) my soul (my true love)
And the kiss (my true love) from her lips (my true love)
Set my heart (my true love) aglow (my true love)

And I know (my true love) from heaven (my true love)
From heaven (my true love) above (my true love)
Came my, my true love

Darling I love you
I'll always be true
My prayers, they were answered
When the Lord sent me you

With, love and devotion
That I never knew
Until the Lord above sent me you
And I thank (my true love) the heavens (my true love)
The heavens above (my true love) 
For sending my true love
(My true love)

Groove Juice Special
Composer(s): Slim Gaillard
Performer(s): Slim Gaillard



The groove juice special keeps rolling along
the groove juice special it's the night clubbers' song
You're out at night, and art feelin' tight
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice
Z for ziskey is the word you'll say
When the bottles start comin' your way
You'll be hoppin' like hades a poppin'
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice

You'll feel mellow, just a cello
you'll feel fine
just like wine, and I ain't lyin'
The groove juice special keeps rolling along
the groove juice special it's the night clubbers' song
You'll feel great like a P38
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice

Texas Trilogy: Bosque County Romance
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969



Mary Martin was a schoolgirl just seventeen or so
When she married Billy Archer about fourteen years ago
Not even out of high school, folks said it wouldn't last
But when you grow up in the country, you grow up mighty fast

They married in a hurry in March before school was out
Folks said that she was pregnant, "Just wait and you'll find out"
It came about that winter, one gray November morn
The first of many more to come, a baby boy was born

And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown

Now Billy kept what cattle his father could afford
Bouncing across the cactus in a 1950 Ford
The cows were sick and skinny and the weed was all that grew
But Billy kept the place alive, the only thing he knew

And Mary cooked the supper and Mary scrubbed the clothes
And Mary busted horses and blew the baby's nose
And Mary and a shotgun kept the rattlesnakes away
How she kept on smiling no one could ever say

And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown

Now the drought of fifty-seven was a curse upon the land
No one in Bosque county could give Bill a helping hand
The ground was cracked and broken and the truck was out of gas
And cows can't feed on prickly pear instead of growing grass

Well, the weather got the water and a snake bite took a child
And a fire in the old barn took the hay that Bill had piled
The mortgage got the money and the screw worm got the cows
The years have come for Mary, she's waiting for them now

And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown

My Town
Performer(s): Patty Smyth



I took a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge
The new graffiti says that life's a bitch
And now I hear this bridge is fallin' down
Someone will steal it 'fore it hits the ground

Now, I wanna go out walkin' in my own neighborhood
Where I was just a little girl and life was good
But the boys around the corner gonna f--k with me
I'm gonna keep on walkin', they don't see

This is my town
I was born and raised on these streets
This is my town
Oh, yeah
Oh oh, yeah
My town

Too many people are on the streets tonight
It's way too hot, someone's lookin' for a fight
What a mess of faces in an endless sea
I'm gettin' tired of all this energy

And I guess I could just pick it up
And move outside of town
And listen to the crickets when the sun goes down
But then we couldn't hear them plain' down at S.O.B.'s
Where my friend, Lincoln can get us in for free

And this is my town
I grew up too fast on these streets
Hey, this is my town
Oh, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
This is my town
Ooh ooh, yeah

And tonight the rain is fallin'
Fallin' down
The lights outside are changin' without a sound
Oh, yeah

Now, lets' just take a train down into China Town
Passed a house of candles, you know they burned it down
Tomorrow is the Puerto Rican Day parade
They'll be dancin' in the street
Come to carry me away

And this is my town
I was born and raised on these streets
This is my town
I'm walkin' down these mean streets
It's a big, bad town

This is my town
Hey, yeah yeah yeah
This is my
Oh, oh, my town

I said yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah

Grim Reaper Of Love
Composer(s): Al Nichol; Chuck Portz
Performer(s): The Turtles;
The Folkswingers; The Shamen



Movin' on slowly, sittin' forlornly 
Looks through her window, clouds hide the sun 
She thinks of her love, gone like the wild ones 
She knows he'll never return 

Chorus: 
Grim reaper of love, grim reaper of love 
Grim reaper of love, grim reaper of love 
Killing the living and living to kill 
Grim reaper of love thrives on pain; people, beware 

Missed her sadness of the loss of his loaning 
But in his past thinking, love can't last 
We were so happy, peaceful and dear 
But now his life's a little miser 

(chorus)

The Wasp (Texas Radio And The Big Beat)
Composer(s): Jim Morrison - John Densmore - Ray Manzarek - Robby Krieger
Performer(s): The Doors



I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in it's brilliance
Others, mean and rueful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died

The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, "Forget the night
Live with us in forests of azure
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate"

Listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the heartache
I'll tell you 'bout the heartache and the lose of God
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I'll tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul

I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

I'll tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin', slow and mad, like some new language

Now, listen to this, and I'll tell you 'bout the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden with wrought iron soul

My Tani
Composer(s): John Avery Noble; Richard Gump; August Goupil
Performer(s): The Brothers Four;
The Ray Conniff Singers; 
The Charles "Kaipo" Miller Serenaders



Farewell, my Tani, child of a coral sea
We dreamed of heaven, but you've forgotten me

I loved you dearly, why did we have to part?
Now I am lonely, here with a broken heart

Once on silver sands we held lonesome hands

That's why, my Tani, I cried "Come back to me"

Once on silver sands we held lonesome hands

That's why, my Tani, I cried "Come back to me"