The Man That Got Away
Composer(s): Ira Gershwin - Harold Arlen
First performance by: Judy Garland - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists



The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older
And all because of
The man that got away

No more his eager call
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray
The man that won you
Has run off and undone you
That great beginning
Has seen it's final inning
Don't know what happened
It's all a crazy game

No more that all-time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will
Be the same

Good riddance, good-bye
Every trick of his you're on to 
But fools will be fools and where's he gone to?

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no letup
The livelong night and day

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman
Looking for the man that got away...

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no letup
The livelong night and day

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman
Looking for the man
The man that got away...

The man that got away...

Chickasaw Train Blues (Low Down Dirty Thing)
Composer(s): Minnie McCoy
Performer(s): Memphis Minnie; Kansas Joe McCoy



I'm gon' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me
I'm gon' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me
She done stole my man away, and blow that doggone smoke on me
She's a low down dirty dog

I ain't no woman, like to ride that Chickasaw
Ain't no woman, like to ride that Chickasaw
Because everywhere she stop, she's stealing some woman's good man, oh
She's a low down dirty dog

I told the depot this mornin', I don't think he treats me right
Told the depot this mornin', I don't think he treats me right
He done sold my man a ticket, and I know that Chickasaw leavin' town tonight
He's a low down dirty dog

I walk down a railroad track, that Chickasaw even wouldn't let me ride the blind
I walk down a railroad track, that Chickasaw wouldn't even let me ride the blind
And she stop picking up men, all up and down the line
She's a low down dirty dog

Mmm-mmm, Chickasaw don't pay no woman no mind
Mmm-mmm, that Chickasaw don't pay no woman no mind
And she stop pickin' up men, all up and down the line 

Ready For The Times To Get Better
Composer(s): Allen Reynolds
Performer(s): Crystal Gayle; Chet Atkins; 
Lauren Kilgore; Jim Rooney; Doc Watson



I've got to tell you I've been rackin' my brain
Hopin' to find a way out
I've had enough of this continual rain
Changes are comin', no doubt

(Chorus:)
It's been a too long time
With no peace of mind
And I'm ready for the times
To get better

You seem to want from me what I cannot give
I feel so lonesome at times
I have a dream that I wish I could live
It's burnin' holes in my mind

(Repeat chorus)

Na, na, na...

(Repeat chorus)

The Man On The Flying Trapeze
Composer(s): George Leybourne
Performer(s): Walter O'Keefe
and multiple other artists



Once I was happy, but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left on this world to fret and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid in her teens

The girl that I loved she was handsome
I tried all I knew her to please
But I could not please her one quarter so well
As the man upon the trapeze

He'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease
That daring young man on the flying trapeze
His movements were graceful, all girls he could please
And my love he purloined away

This young man by name was Signor Bona Slang
Tall, big and handsome, as well made as Chang
Where'er he appeared the hall loudly rang
With ovation from all people there

He'd smile from the bar on the people below
And one night he smiled on my love
She wink'd back at him and she shouted "Bravo"
As he hung by his nose up above

Her father and mother were both on my side
And very hard tried to make her my bride
Her father he sighed, and her mother she cried
To see her throw herself away

'Twas all no avail, she went there every night
And would throw him bouquets on the stage
Which caused him to meet her; how he ran me down
To tell you would take a whole page

One night I as usual went to her dear home
Found there her father and mother alone
I asked for my love, and soon they made known
To my horror that she'd run away

She'd packed up her box and eloped in the night
With him, with the greatest of ease
From two stories high he had lowered her down
To the ground on his flying trapeze

Some months after this I went to the Hall
Was greatly surprised to see on the wall
A bill in red letters, which did my heart gall
That she was appearing with him

He'd taught her gymnastics and dressed her in tights
To help him live at his ease
And made her assume a masculine name
And now she goes on the trapeze

She'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease
You'd think her the man young man on the flying trapeze
Her movements were graceful, all girls she could please
And that was the end of my love

Chick-A-Boom (Don't Ya Jes' Love It)
Composer(s): Richard Delvy - Janis Gwin
Performer(s): Daddy Dewdrop



Last night I had a crazy dream
About a chick in a black bikini
Oh she looked so good she couldn't be real
So she must be a magic genie
But then she disappeared around a corner
All I saw were three doors and the top of her bikini
I made it through the first door there was a party going on
I asked about the chick but what they said was this

Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom-boom-boom

I found the bottom half
Behind the second door
Which took me to Africa I presume
This really far out cat was screaming half crazy
"Bomp boom a loo bom a long bam boo"
I said hey man cut that jive
And tell me where the chick went
But he looked at me as pleased as could be
And said a lotta words but I wonder what he meant

Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom-boom-boom

Ah don't ya jes' love it
Ooh don't ya jes' love it
Don't ya love it don't ya love it
Oh yeah don't ya love jes' it
Don't ya jes' love it now

I opened the third door and there she was
And She whispered so sexy oh ooh
I tried to do the same and impress her with my style
But why this chick would never know

Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom-boom-boom

Don't ya know it

Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom don't ya jes' love it
Chick-a-boom chick-a-boom-boom-boom 

Ready For The 80's
Composer(s): Henri Belolo;
Phil Hurtt; Beauris Whitehead
Performer(s): Village People



The world "talkin" ´bout the world belongs to you
It belongs to yo
The world
I know I know I know
Belongs to me
It belongs to me
I´m ready for the eighty´s glad to be alive
I´m waiting for those magic numbers to arrive
I´ve got myself together got myself in gear
I´m gonna be the first out there, to greet those
Fabulous year

I´m ready for the eighty´s, I´m ready for the eighty´s
Ready for the time of my life
Are you ready
Are you ready
`Cause I´m ready for you, honey
`Cause I´m ready for you
I´m ready for the eighty´s, I´m ready for the eighty´s
Ready for the time of my life

Are you ready for me
Are you ready for me
`Cause I´m ready for you, baby
`Cause I´m ready for you
Take my dream and hitch it to a star
In the eighty´s we will travel far
We will realize just who we are
We can move as one

Baby, I´m ready, ...
And baby I´ll be waiting for you

Listen to me baby
The world
Talkin´ ´bout this world
Belongs to you
It belongs to you
The world I know I know I know
It belongs to me
It belongs to me
I´m ready for the eighty´s things look positiv
I´m ready and I´ve got a lot of love to give
There´s hope in ev´ry heart and love on ev´ry face
The eighty´s promise ev´rything is just gonna be great

Baby, I´m ready, ...

Everything is gonna work out fine
I have faith in this old world of mine
We´ll be loving in the bright sunshine
Baby you and me
Baby, I'm ready, ...

And baby I´ll share them all with you
Baby I´m ready
Things look so positiv
Baby I´m ready
There´s lot of love to give,to give
Everything, everything is gonna work out fine baby
I have faith in you, in this world, in this world of mine
We´ll be loving yeah
In the bright sunshine baby
Just you and me girl
Everything is gonna be glad

Baby, I´m ready for the eighty´s,...

I´m ready to begin anew
And I want to share it all with you
Give the universe a different view we´ll communicate
Baby I´m ready for the eighty´s, ...
And baby I´ll be happy with you
´Cause baby baby baby
Our dreams will come true
I´m ready I´m ready I´m ready
Baby I´m ready, I´m ready, I´m ready, ...

The Man In The Moon Is A Lady
Composer(s): Jerry Herman
Performer(s): Bea Arthur



Mame:
Oh, Vera, I can't wait to hear that Overture
Tell me about the show!

Vera:
Well, well, it's this terribly modern operetta about a lady astronomer
who make a universe shaking discovery

Oooooh Aaaaaaaaah...

Vera:
I have a little secret I'd like to impart
That I hope doesn't give you too much of a start
Tho' it's shocking, it's completely true
I know it isn't gossip, or rumor, of course
For I've had it from quite a reliable source
And I'd like to pass it on to you

The man in the moon is a lady
A lady in lipstick and curls
The cow that jumped ovah cried
"Jumpin' Jehovah
I think it's just one of the girls"
She winks at the stars from her bed of green cheese
That isn't a night-gown
It's a Saturn chemise
Oh, her friends are the stars and the planets
She sends the Big Dipper a kiss
So don't ever offend her
Remember her gender
The man in the moon is a miss

Chick, Chick, Chick, Chick, Chicken (Lay A Little Egg For Me)
Composer(s): Fred Holt - Thomas McGhee - Irving King
Performer(s): Ted Weems
and multiple other artists



Now good old farmer Haystack is the cleverest of men
He cuts a rasher off a pig, and then shouts to a hen
Chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken, lay a little egg for me
Chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken, I want one for my tea
Oh, I haven't had an egg since Easter/breakfast, and now it's half past three
So, chick, chick, chick, chicken, lay a little egg for me
Now Rip Van Winkle woke up after twenty years or more
He found a bird's nest in his beard and shouted out, "Oh, Lor'!"
Chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken, lay a little egg for me
Chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken, I want one for my tea
Oh, I haven't had an egg since Easter (breakfast), and now it's half past three
So, chick, chick, chick, chicken, lay a little egg for me

Reach Out Of The Darkness
Composer(s): Jim Post
Performer(s): Friend & Lover;
Dai Bass; Strawberry Zots



I think it's so groovy now
That people are finally getting together
I thinks it's so wonderful and how
That people are finally getting together
Reach out in the darkness
Reach out in the darkness
Reach out in the darkness 
And you may find a friend

I knew a man that I did not care for 
And then one day this man gave me a call
We sat and talked about things on our mind
And now this man he is a friend of mine
Don't be afraid of love
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid to love
Everybody needs a little love
Everybody needs somebody 
That they can be thinking of

The Man In The Little White Suit
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier
Performer(s): Charlie Walker



Smokin' cigarettes by the carton
Drinkin' coffee by the pound
Slowly pullin' my hair out by the roots
Actin' funny, lookin' in a mirror
Makin' faces like a clown
Just sittin' here waitin' for
The man in the little white suit

Everybody told me you would drive me crazy
And they said you'd have me barkin' like a hound
But a fool in love ain't got the sense to listen
Now my barkin' is the gossip of the town

Smokin' cigarettes by the carton
Drinkin' coffee by the pound
Slowly pullin' my hair out by the roots
Actin' funny, lookin' in a mirror
Making faces like a clown
Just sittin' here waitin' for
The man in the little white suit

Just a crazy fool would believe the things you told me
I hate to say the fool is you know who
I'd sooner be the victim of a hangin'
Then be the fool I am because of you

Smokin' cigarettes by the carton
Drinkin' coffee by the pound
Slowly pullin' my hair out by the roots
Actin' funny, lookin' in a mirror
Making faces like a clown
Just sittin' here waitin' for
The man in the little white suit

Yeah, I'm sittin' here waitin' for the man in the little white suit

Chicago Blues
Composer(s): James P. Johnson
Performer(s): Lonnie Johnson
and multiple other artists



Chicago's alright to visit, but please don't hang around
You'll find the smooth chicks and high slicks and boy, all those mellow fellows
But when your bankroll is gone, you're just another chump, that's dropped in town!
My first night in Chicago, my friends really treated me fine
Then overnight, they all changed like daylight saving time
And ev'rything I wanted, I had to lay my money down on the line
I said, "Baby, you're so lovely, your eyes shine like the stars above
you wear number three shoes, yes, and wear number five gloves"
She said, "It's money I need, baby, I don't need love!"
I said, "I could make you love me darlin', baby, I just bet I could
you can learn to love me baby, I know you could"
She says, "Lay your money down, babe, and make your bettin' good!"
I said, "Let's go to New York, baby I'll buy you anything you lack
I will give you plenty money, gonna buy you a nineteen forty-two Cadillac!"
She says, "I'm sorry, this fine round body will be here when you get back!"

Reach Out For Me
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David
Performer(s): Dionne Warwick;
and various other artists



When you go through a day
And the things that people say
They make you feel so small
They make you feel that 
Your heart will just never stop aching
And when you just can't accept the abuse you are taking
Darlin' reach out for me

Don't you worry I'll see you through
You just have to reach out for me
I'll be there and I'll confort you
Oh yes I will
Comfort you and love you
How I'm gonna love you

When good friends prove untrue
And the things they do to you
They make you feel so bad
They make you feel that
You haven't a reason for living
So when you feel you
Could throw in the towel and just given in
Darlin' reach out for me

The Man In A Raincoat
Performer(s): Marion Marlowe



Late in the evening, out on the square
A man in a raincoat, standing there
We met by the lamp where the newsboy cried
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes
Mmmmm

He took me dancing, dancing 'til dawn
No happier couple had ever been born
I felt lke a queen and he was my king
He borrowed some money to buy me a ring
Mmmmm

But I'm still alone. Now the cards are all down
He's taken my money and skipped out of town
Now when I pass the place where we met
I'm wondering if I could forgive and forget
Mmmmm

Chicago
Composer(s): Robert Fripp - Shauna Hall - Joanna Walton
Performer(s): Robert Fripp



I smile like Chicago
She laughs like the breeze
I try so hard to charm her
With minor mysteries
I collide with her softness
With whispers and pleas
Echoes of the movements
Delicate obscenties 

It's a one quarter rain dance
Half of it's prayer
It's a simplest romance
Rattles high in the air
She's the gentlest pretender
I'm a clown on a spree
Still it's sweet to remember
The way it might be 

I smile like Chicago

Reach Out And Touch (Somebody's Hand)
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford; Valerie Simpson
Performer(s): Diana Ross;
and various other artists



Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can

(Just try)
Take a little time out of your busy day
To give encouragement
To someone who's lost the way
(Just try)
Or would I be talking to a stone
If I asked you
To share a problem that's not your own
We can change things if we start giving
Why don't you

Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can

(Just try)
If you see an old friend on the street
And he's down
Remember his shoes could fit your feet
(Just try)
Try a little kindness you'll see
It's something that comes very naturally
We can change things if we start giving

Why don't you
Reach out and touch
Why don't you (Why don't you)
Reach out and touch somebody's hand

Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can

The Man I Used To Be
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Hammerstein
Performer(s): Samuel Ramey



The man I used to be, a happy man was he
And aimless as a leaf in a gale
Whatever has become of that light-hearted bum
Who thought he had the world by the tail
The man I used to be, his life was gay and free
And aimless as a cloud in the sky
He thought he knew the game, then along came a dame
Who turned him into some other guy

I’ve got ambition now, I’ve got a mission now
I aim to reach the top of the tree
That other fly-by-night who looked so high by night
Has vanished like a sail on the sea
And I’ll never find that easy-living, 
Easy-taking, easy-giving fellow that I used to call me
You can never find the man you used to be

You’ve changed bub, you’ve changed a lot
And the gang you used to go with all concur
You’ve changed bub, you’re not yourself
If this is yourself, you’re not the man you were

The man I used to be would go to sleep at three
Or four a.m. or seven or nine
And when his weary head wasn’t near any bed
A table or chair would be fine
A man without a goal, a sort of friendly soul
He liked to play the role of a host
To any thirsty pal or a casual gal
Who’d stay to cook his coffee and toast

He was a ne’er-do-well who wouldn’t dare do well
He never saw the top of a tree
But kinda sad I was to be the cad I was
Dissolving like a sail on the sea
And I’ll never find that fatalistic,
Free-and-easy egotistic optimist who used to be me
You can never find the man you used to be

Chicago
Composer(s): Graham Nash
First release by: Graham Nash - 1971



Well your brother's bound and gagged 
And they've chained him to a chair
Won't you please come to Chicago
Just to sing 
In a land that's known as freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won't you please come to Chicago
Show your face 

We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - to get better 

Politicians sit yourself down
There's nothing for you here
Won't you please come to Chicago
For a ride 

Don't ask Jack to help you
Cause he'll turn the other ear
Won't you please come to Chicago
For the help that we can bring 

We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man rule his own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them
Throw 'em out the door 

Somehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won't you please come to Chicago
Show your face 

From the bottom of the ocean
To the mountains of the moon
Won't you please come to Chicago
No one else can take your place 

We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man rule his own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them
Throw 'em out the door

Reach Out (I'll Be There)
Composer(s): Lamont Dozier;
Brian Holland; Eddie Holland
Performer(s): The Four Tops



Now if you feel that you can't go on (can't go on)
Because all of your hope is gone (all your hope is gone)
And your life is filled with much confusion (much confusion)
Until happiness is just an illusion (happiness is just an illusion)
And your world around is crumbling down, darling 
reach out come on girl reach on out for me
reach out reach out for me
I'll be there with a love that will shelter you
I'll be there with a love that will see you through
When you feel lost and about to give up (to give up)
Cause your life just ain't good enough (just ain't good enough)
And you feel the world has grown cold (has grown cold)
And your drifting out all on your own (drifting out on your own)
And you need a hand to hold, darling
reach out come on girl reach out for me
reach out reach out for me
I'll be there to love and comfort you
And I'll be there to cherish and care for you
I'll be there to always see you through
I'll be there to love and comfort you
I can tell the way you hang your head (hang your head)
You're not in love now, now your afraid (you're afraid)
And through the tears you look around (look around)
But there's no piece of mind to be found (no piece of mind to be found)
I know what you're thinking, 
You're alone now, no love of your own, but darling
reach out come on girl reach out for me
reach out reach out.......... just look over your shoulder
I'll be there to give you all the love you need
And I'll be there you can always depend on me
I'll be there to always see you through
I'll be there to love and comfort you

The Man I Love
((Dutch Version: Man Van Mijn Hart (Greetje Kauffeld) - 1997))
Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin
First performance by: Fred & Adele Astaire - 1924
Covered by multiple other artists



When the mellow moon begins to beam
Every night I dream a little dream
And of course Prince Charming is the theme
The he, for me
Although I realize as well as you
It is seldom that a dream comes true
To me it's clear
That he'll appear

Some day he'll come along, the man I love
And he'll be big and strong,  the man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay

He'll look at me and smile, I'll understand
And in a little while, he'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home just meant for two
From which I'll never roam, who would? would you?
And so, all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love

Chicago (That Toddling Town)
Composer(s): Fred Fisher
First release by: The Bar Harbor Society Orchestra - 1922
Covered by multiple other artists



I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare
I saw a man dancing with his own wife
And you'll never guess where...

Chicago, Chicago -- that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago -- I'll show you around -- I love it
Betcha bottom dollar you'll lose your blues
In Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down

On State Street, that great street
I just want to stay, I just want to stay
They do things they don't do on Broadway, say
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man who danced with his wife
In Chicago ... Chicago ... Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town
Chicago ... Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field
Come and walk with
Along the lake, to the drake
Hollar and hoot, all through the loop
Shout out now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow
No she-she, life is peachy
Chicago ... we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East
To say the least
On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free
Don't tell me sin is rampid and right
Think of that man who danced with his wife
In Chicago ... Chicago ...
I feel sympathy for that wonderful, windy town!