This Ole House
((Finnish Version: Seiska (Kipparikvartetti) - 1955))
Composer(s): Stuart Hamblen
First release by: Stuart Hamblen - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists



This ole house once knew my children
This ole house once knew my wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This ole house once rang with laughter
This ole house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin' walks about

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

This ole house is a-gettin' shaky
This ole house is a-gettin' old
This ole house lets in the rain
This ole house lets in the cold
On my knees I'm gettin' chilly
But I feel no fear or pain
'Cause I see an angel peekin'
Through a broken window pane

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Now this ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings its arms
This ole house is a-gettin' feeble
This ole house is a-needin' paint
Just like me it's tuckered out
But I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

And my old hound dog lies a sleepin'
He don't know I'm gonna leave
Else he'd wake up by the fire place
And he'd sit down, howl and grieve
But my huntin' days are over
Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more
Gabriel done brought in my chariot
When the wind blew down the door

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints
I'm ready to meet the saints

Crime Of Passion
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield
Performer(s): Mike Oldfield; Bamble Bee



On a bright day she passed away in the morning
It's a cruel way to take her away with no warning
He took her hands through every midnight hour
And then saw her fading away like a spring shower

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

He stood to see if he could catch her breathing
But it was no good, he understood she was leaving
He looked outside the frosty window pane
And then he saw her moving away, Elizabeth Jane

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

I see freedom in sight, it's a long climb
But she would not give up the fight for a long time
And I see a light come shining in tonight
Baby, it's all right
We couldn't have changed it with second sight

I can see a complete life's time
Pictures and posters of times and fashion
Nineteen years with no reason or rhyme
Taken away in a crime of passion

I see freedom light shining in the night
I see freedom but she wouldn't give up the fight

I see a light go shining in tonight
Baby, it's all right
We couldn't have changed it with second sight

Janie Jones
Composer(s): Mick Jones; Joe Strummer
Performer(s): The Clash; Dishrags; 
Frantic Flintstones; Neurotic Outsiders



He's in love with rock'n'roll woaahh
He's in love with gettin' stoned woaahh
He's in love with Janie Jones
But he don't like his boring job, no...

An' he knows what he's got to do
So he knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady!
An' he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you

An' in the in-tray lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
That just won't run without fuel
Fill her up, Jacko!

An' the invoice it don't quite fit,
There's no payola in his alphabetical file
This time he's gonna really tell the boss
Gonna really let him know exactly how he feels
It's pretty bad!

Let them know - how you feel

This Old Heart of Mine (Is Weak for You)
Composer(s): Brian Holland - Lamont Dozier - Eddie Holland - Sylvia Moy
First release by: The Isley Brothers - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times
Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay
Lonely nights that come, memories that go
bringing you back again, hurting me more and more
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside
'cause each day that passes by 
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going 
but I love you, yes I do
I love you; this old heart weeps for you

I try hard to hide my hurt inside
This old heart of mine always keeps me crying
The way you treat me leaves me incomplete
You're here for the day, gone for the week
But if I want you a hundred times
a hundred times I have you back 
I'm yours whenever you want me 
I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it 
'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you 
I love you, yes, I do

Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside 
'cause each day that passes by 
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going 
but I love you, yes I do
This old heart weeps for you
I love you; this old heart weeps for you 
I love you; yes I do
I love you; this old heart weeps for you

Crier Ton Nom
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Je veux crier ton nom à toutes ces demoiselles
qui font des yeux si ronds
qu'on se pâmerait devant elles
Je veux crier ton nom, crier sans remords
que mon seul compagnon c'est mon amour si fort

Crier ton nom à tous ces veinards
qui suivent les boulevards en s'aimant tout en haut

Crier ton nom, te cherchant partout
Qu'on me prenne pour fou, je veux crier ton nom

Crier ton nom à tous ces veinards
qui suivent les boulevards en s'aimant tout en haut

Crier ton nom, te cherchant partout
Qu'on me prenne pour fou, je veux crier ton nom

Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom
Je veux crier ton nom 

Janie Janie
Composer(s): Ron Dante; Gene Allan
Performer(s): Ron Dante



Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

Once I was empty inside
Couldn't be happy though I tried
Then I met you, you stole my heart
By making me happy right from the start
Oh Janie, My Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

I look at this world through different eyes
You made my world a paradise
You took this dark dreary place
Made it bright with your face
Oh Janie, my Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

You took this dark dreary place
Made it bright with your face
Oh Janie, my Janie

Janie Janie
You made the sun shine bright
Janie Janie
You know how to love me right

This Old Guitar
Composer(s): John Denver
First release by: John Denver - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



This old guitar taught me to sing a love song
This old guitar gave me my lovely lady
This old guitar gave me my life my living

it showed me how to laugh and how to cry
it opened up her eyes and ears to me
all the things you know I love to do

It introduced me to some friends of mine 
it brought us close together
to serenade the stars that shine

and brightened up some days
and I guess it broke her heart
from a sunny mountain-side

and helped me make it through some lonely nights 
Oh it opened up the space for us to be
and most of all to sing my songs for you 

What a friend to have on a cold and lonely night
What a lovely place and a lovely space to be
I love to sing my songs for you

Yes I do, you know and I love to sing my songs for you

Cried Like A Baby
Composer(s): Craig Doerge; Paul Williams
Performer(s): Bobby Sherman



Always had the best of everything 
Anything money could buy 
I go first class and I'll live like a king till I die 
I surround myself with treasure 
And devote each day to pleasure 
Until late at night this king begins to cry 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand

In the comfort of my castle I have lived my life in style 
Let the troubled world just up and pass me by 
I surround myself with treasure and I fill each day with pleasure 
Until late at night this king begins to cry 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand 

In the hollow of an empire I've become a warrior king 
Hunting golden deals and million dollar schemes 
When our fate has been decided 
And my soul's been sub-divided 
I will cry alone for half forgotten dreams 

And I have cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand

Cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
Nobody there to hold my trembling hand 
And I cried like a baby in the darkness of my room 
With nobody there to love or understand 

Janet
Composer(s): Bobby Caldwell;
Paul Fox; Franne Golde
Performer(s): The Commodores; Bobby Caldwell



Mmm...hmm...hmm...mmm...hmm...mmm...
Mmm...mmm...

Tearin’ me apart
Somehow I just joined in
She’s playing with my heart
But Janet’s so aware

And people tell me, “She keeps telling you lies”
I guess they wonder how I stand it, oh
But when I look in her eyes
I know it’s love the way I planned it
I believe in Janet

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet
Oh, Janet

There could never be
Another girl like Janet
It’s only her and me
Together on this planet

And people tell me, “She keeps telling you lies”
I guess they wonder how I stand it, oh, yeah
But when I look in her eyes
I know it’s love the way I planned it
I believe in Janet

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet
Oh, Janet

Why can’t they see
Without her there’d be
No reason to go on and on

As long as she stays with me
I’ll keep holdin’ on
I believe in Janet

I believe in Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole world must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet, Ja-Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole world must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong
I gave my heart to Janet
And she won’t lead me on

Janet, they don’t understand it
The whole thing must be wrong

This Ol' Cowboy
Composer(s): Toy Caldwell
Performer(s): The Marshall Tucker Band; Toy Caldwell; Randy Waller



Well I'm sittin down in San Antoine'
waitin' on the eight o'clock train
My woman left me here last night
things ain't been quite the same

I gotta get back to Dallas
and tie up a few loose ends
I'm gonna work a week
make a hundred dollars
ahhh hit the road again

So I don't want you to think
that you the first one
to leave me out here on my own
'cause this ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Well Honey I've been a fool
but a bigger fool
I can't remember when I've been
Just to open up my heart
and let you walk right in

But there's one thing in life
that ain't hard for me to do
and thats as soon as I kiss
the lips of another women
I'm gonna forget all about you

So I don't want you to think
you the first one
to leave me out here on my own
'cause this ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Ah if you wrote all
the womens' names
that I've know'd
and let me pick one out
I don't believe there be one
in the whole bunch
Ah I'd give a hoot about

So I don't want you to think
that you the first one
to leave this ol' boy out
here on his own
No it ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

No it ain't gonna be
the first time
this ol' cowboy
spent the night alone

Criado Por Lobos
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Todo lo que anda dando vueltas
tarde o temprano nos alcanza
hoy dejaré la puerta abierta
y lo encararé
Si fuimos criados por lobos
amamantados en su fe
quisiera encontrar el modo
para volverte a ver

Sueños, sueños
el viento se lleva los sueños
Deja, sólo deja...
hojas secas en el lugar

Dame refugio
dámelo ya
hoy que he perdido casi todo
y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

Caminaré por Buenos Aires
con mi guitarra y mi gabán
mi detector de mentiras
en medio de la oscuridad
y cuando encuentre al que me dijo
que fuiste criada por lobos
le haré decir mil veces Piedad
y lo pondré a soñar...

Sueños, sueños
el viento se lleva los sueños
Deja, sólo deja...
hojas secas en el lugar

Dame refugio
dámelo ya
hoy que he perdido casi todo
y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

y ya no se si estás
si cualquier modo
fuimos criados por lobos

.ratilim nóiserper al rop
sodicerapased sogima sol
sodot ed airomem ne

Todo lo que anda dando vueltas
tarde o temprano nos alcanza
hoy dejaré la puerta abierta
y lo encararé

Jane
Composer(s): Craig Chaquico;
David Freiberg; Paul Kantner; Jim McPherson
Performer(s): Jefferson Starship



Jane, you say it's all over 
For you and me girl
There's a time for love 
And a time for lettin' it be baby

Jane, you're playin' a game called 
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
You're stayin' away so I ask you
"Where you been, baby?"

Like a cat and a mouse (cat and a mouse)
From door to door and-a house to house
Don't you pretend you don't know
What I'm talking about

Were all those nights we spent together, hey hey
Only because you didn't know better
I got to know
Jane, you're playin' a game
You're playin' a game, playin' a game

(Jane, Jane, Jane)
Woah Jane you're playin' a game
But why I don't see
Jane you're playin' for fun
But I play for keeps, yes I do
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
That's a game on me, yeah
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
So plain to see
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
Why you foolin' with me, me, me
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
(Jane, Jane, Jane)
(Jane, Jane, Jane)

This Offer Is Unrepeatable
Composer(s): Brodsky Quartet - Declan MacManus - Elvis Costello 
Ian Belton - Jacqueline Thomas - Michael Thomas - Paul Cassidy
Performer(s): Elvis Costello; Michelle Murray



Don't Send Any Money!
Fate has no price
Ignore at your peril this splendid advice
An invaluable link in an infinite chain
An offer like this will just not come again

You wish you had women to charm and bewitch
Power of life and death over the rich young girls will be swooning
Because you're exciting them
And not only fall at your feet but be biting them

Guaranteed, guaranteed to capture your breath
Or just possibly scare you to death

Sign it and seal it and send it to friends
But don't mention my name
Don't make any long term plans

In thirty-six hours your fortunes will change
Your best friends won't know you
And neither will strangers
Do not keep this letter
It must leave your hand
You have been selected from over five thousand

A twister or dupe will bamboozle or hoodwink you
I can't say more it would only confuse you
The wine that they offer will go to your head
And you'll start to see double in fishes and bread

Guaranteed, guaranteed for a lifetime or more
Guaranteed, for this world and the next
Guaranteed, guaranteed for the world and its mother
Cherish this life as you don't get another one

Unless you should take up this fabulous offer
Don't leave it too late or you'll be bound to suffer
And woebetide anyone so woebegone
You won't know you're born or about to pass on

You'll never get tired
You'll never get bored
By the way I just hope you're insured

And if you're not satisfied
If you want more
We can always provide an improved overture
Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable
This offer is unrepeatable

Your trouble will vanish
Your tears will dry
Your blessing will just multiply
Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable
This offer is unrepeatable

Guaranteed, guaranteed to bring fortune and favor
In a riot of colours, (a variety of) and flavours
Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable
This offer is unrepeatable

Would I lie to you? Would I sell you a dud?

Cri Du Coeur
Composer(s): Henri Crolla; Jacques Prévert
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
and multiple other artists



C'est pas seulement ma voix qui chante
C'est l'autre voix, une foule de voix
Voix d'aujourd'hui ou d'autrefois
Des voix marrantes, ensoleillées
Désespérées, émerveillées
Voix déchirantes et brisées
Voix souriantes et affolées
Folles de douleur et de gaieté

C'est la voix d'un chagrin tout neuf
La voix de l'amour mort ou vif
La voix d'un pauvre fugitif
La voix d'un noyé qui fait plouf
C'est la voix d'une enfant qu'on giffle
C'est la voix d'un oiseau craintif
La voix d'un moineau mort de froid
Sur le pavé d' la rue d' la joie...

Et toujours, toujours quand je chante
Cet oiseau-là chante avec moi
Toujours, toujours, encore vivante
Sa pauvre voix tremble pour moi
Si je disais tout ce qu'il chante
Tout c'que j'ai vu et tout c'que j'sais
J'en dirais trop et pas assez
Et tout ça je veux l'oublier

D'autres voix chantent un vieux refrain
C'est leur souvenir, c'est plus le mien
Je n'ai plus qu'un seul cri du coeur :
"j'aime pas l'malheur! j'aime pas l'malheur!"
Et le malheur me le rend bien
Mais je l' connais, il m' fait plus peur
Il dit qu'on est mariés ensemble
Même si c'est vrai, je n'en crois rien

Sans pitié j'écrase mes larmes
Je leur fais pas d'publicité
Si on tirait l'signal d'alarme
Pour des chagrins particuliers
Jamais les trains n'pourraient rouler
Et je regarde le paysage
Si par hasard il est trop laid
J'attends qu'il se refasse une beauté

Et les douaniers du désespoir
Peuvent bien éventrer mes bagages
Me palper et me questionner
J'ai jamais rien à déclarer
L'amour comme moi part en voyage
Un jour je le rencontrerai
A peine j'aurai vu son visage
Tout de suite je le reconnaîtrai...

Jamie
Composer(s): Mickey Stevenson; Barrett Strong
Performer(s): Eddie Holland



Shhhhhh 
Listen my friends while I tell you 
About a girl that's so divine 
I love her for the joy she's brought me 
For she's mine all mine 
Oh, Jamie 
Talkin' 'bout Jamie 
Talkin' 'bout Jamie 
That's my love 

Hair so long and pretty 
Eyes that shine like gold 
She has the kind of love for me 
That will never, never grow old 
Oh, Jamie 
I'm talkin' 'bout Jamie 
Oh talkin' 'bout Jamie 
That's my girl 

Ooh 

She comforts me when I am sad now 
She sticks with me when times are bad 
She kisses me and holds me so tight 
To me she's out of sight 

Oh.. Lips so warm and tender 
Kisses so divine 
I thank the Lord up above 
For making Jamie all mine 
I'm so glad to belong to her 
And she's mine all mine 

Oh Jamie 
Talkin' 'bout Jamie 
Yeah talkin' 'bout Jamie 
That's my girl 

Uh here she comes huh 
Talkin' 'bout Jamie 
Talkin' 'bout Jamie

This Must Be Love
Performer(s): Phil Collins



It must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 
Oh this must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 

Well I wait in every day, just in case
You decide to call 
And I can hardly wait, 'cause I never thought time could pass so slowly 

It must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 
Oh this must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 

Happiness is something I never thought I'd feel again, but now I know 
It's you that I've been looking for 
And day by day more and more 
I know what you think, you've heard it before 
Don't tell me I know 
But this feeling inside my heart
You know I'm never letting go 
'Cause I think that... 

It must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 
Oh this must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 

Words can only say so much 
It's hard to express 
The things you do to me 
You're everything I could ever dreamed you'd be 

This must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love 
Oh this must be love, I'm feeling 
This must be love... 

Crepuscular Solidão
Composer(s): Teófilo Chantre
Performer(s): Césaria Évora



Vento di mar
Trazê-me um cretcheu
Ness detardinha
Di céu nublado

Um tchuva d’amor
Podê fazê flori
Um coração
Quemode di paixão

Na patamar
Dum vida singela
Mim comtemplá
Dona felicidade

Nem um olhar
M’encontrá
Num multidão
Tão solitária

Refrão
Já tem gente
Gente até demas
Qui’tita sofrê
Na solidão

Já tem gente
Qu’ta quase ta morrê
Na luz cadente
Dum crepúsculo

James James Morrison Morrison
Composer(s): A. Milne; Chad Mitchell
Performer(s): The Chad Mitchell Trio



James James Morrison Morrison 
Weatherby George DuPree
Took great care of his mother though he was only three
James James said to his mother
"Mother," he said, said he
"You must never go down to the end of the town
if you don't go down with me
Don't ever go down to the end of the town
if you don't go down with me"

James James Morrison's mother put on her golden gown
James James Morrison's mother, she drove to the end of the town
James James Morrison's mother
She said to herself, said she
"Well, I can get down to the end of the town
And be back in time for tea
Well, I can get down to the end of the town
And be back in time for tea"

King John put up a notice: "Lost, stolen or strayed
James James Morrison's mother
She seems to have been mislaid
Wandering vaguely all about quite of her own accord
She tried to get down to the end of the town
Forty shillings reward
She tried to get down to the end of the town
Forty shillings reward

James James Morrison Morrison, commonly known as "Jim"
Said to his other relations not to go blaming him
For James James said to his mother
"Mother", he said, said he
"Don't ever go down to the end of the town
If you don't go down with me
You must never go down to the end of the town
If you don't go down with me"

Now James James Morrison's mother
She hasn't been heard of since
King John sent down to give his regrets
And so did the queen and the prince
King John, somebody told me
Said to a man he knew
"If people go down to the end of the town
Well what can anyone do?
If people go down to the end of the town
Well what can anyone do?"

This Morning It Was Summer
Composer(s): Bob Haymes
Performer(s): Nat King Cole; Natalie Cole



This morning it was summer
I remember long ago
A skylark on my shoulder told me so

This morning we were lovers
We were happy and we were gay
But now, love you are somewhere far away
You left me in the sunshine, now there is rain
Oh I tried so hard to find you
But all my searching was in vain

This evening it is winter
Yet my heart sounds this alarm
This morning it was summer in your arms
Yes I tried so hard to find you
But all my searching was in vain

This evening it is winter
Yet my heart sounds this alarm
This morning it was summer in your arms
Summer in, summer in your arms

Crepe On The Old Cabin Door (aka Crepe Upon The Little Cabin Door)
Composer(s): Thompson - Guernsey
Performer(s): Vernon Dalhart
and multiple other artists



Oh, young fellows, do take warning
While you this tale I tell
I tell it from a heart that's sad and sore

Come and learn from me a lesson
As I have learned it well
From the crepe upon the little cabin door

Oh, I left my home and kindred
And those who loved me well
It broke my mother's heart, the life I led

Then, from her there came a letter
To say she wished me well
Now I tell to you the pleading words I read

"I'm getting old and feeble
My hair will soon be grey
And every day I'm waiting at the door

Oh, my boy, come home to see me
Before I go away
Oh, I fear I'll never see you anymore"

But I did not heed the warning
I'd hear it day by day
Just wasting time on women, wine and song

But this kind of sinful pleasure
Lasts only for a day
And the sorrows of repentance last so long

Then at last I journied homeward
And as I climbed the hill
I thought to see my mother's face once more

But as I passed through the gateway
My aching heart stood still
There was crepe upon the little cabin door

Oh, young fellows, do take warning
You've heard this tale I tell
You've heard it from a heart that's sad and sore

Come and learn from me a lesson
As I have learned it well
From the crepe upon the little cabin door