Tryin' To Love Two
Composer(s): William Bell
Performer(s): William Bell



Tryin` to love two
Ain`t easy to do
When you`re trying to love two
Sure ain`t easy to do

I`ve got a woman at home
That`s sweet as can be
A woman on the outside
Crazy about me
I`m caught in the middle
Of a three-way love affair
Caught up in this triangle
Can`t go nowhere

Tryin` to love two
Ain`t easy to do
When you`re trying to love two
Sure ain`t easy to do

I need to be three men in one
To get my job done
I need a 30-hour day
Two jobs with double pay
I need a man to go to work
A man to stay at home
I need a man on the outside
To keep my woman...

I Tell It Like It Used To Be
Composer(s): Michael Garvin; Ron Hellard; Bucky Jones
Performer(s): T. Graham Brown; Joe Dolan



They say that I'm the kind of person who always speaks my mind

I wish that I was stronger I could tell them that you've gone
To me there's nothing stronger then the truth
But that's one thing that I may never do
You can ask me almost anything and I'll tell you like it is
If they want to hear about our love and how it all went wrong
But darlin' when they ask me about you
Then darlin' they will just have to talk to you

I tell it like it used to be
When you were still in love with me
Before you got to used to me and wanted someone new
I tell it like it ought to be 'cause how it is is killing me 
When they ask about you and me
I tell it like it used to be

Eighteen With A Bullet
Composer(s): Pete Wingfield
First release: Pete Wingfield - 1975



(Do, do, do, do, do, do-do-do-do)
(Do, (doop, doop) do, do, do, do)
(Do, do, do, do, do, do-do-do-do)

(Do-do-do-do...)

I'm eighteen with a bullet
Got my finger on the trigger, I'm gonna pull it
I'm picked to click now
I'm a son-of-a-gun

So hold it right there little girl, little girl
We're gonna have big fun

I may be an oldie, but I'm a goodie, too
I'll last forever and I'll be good to you
Oh, yes I will

(Do, do, do, do, do...)

I'm eighteen with a bullet
Got my finger on the trigger, I'm gonna pull it
I'm a super-soul sure-shot, yeah
I'm a national breakout
So let me check your playlist, mama
Huh, c'mon let's make out

I'm high on the chart
I'm tip for the top
But till I'm in your heart
I ain't never gonna stop
Never, never baby

We got a smash double-header
If we only stay together
Talkin' 'bout you
Talkin' 'bout me

(Do, do, do, do, do...)

I'm eighteen with a bullet
Got my finger on the trigger, I'm gonna pull it
Yes I will
Be my A-side, baby, be beside me
Right now, right now I'm a single
But pretty soon you'll see
We'll have a hit first time
And won't be long we'll find
That we're raising a whole L.P.
Woo-hoo

You know I'm eighteen, woo-hoo, with a bullet
Yes I am, baby
I got my finger right there on the trigger
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull it
You better start makin' plans, baby
This old house is too small, now, now, now
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
(Shoop shoop shoop shoop, be doo be doo doo...)

Tryggare Kan Ingen Vara
Composer(s): Lina Sandell-Berg - Oskar Ahnfelt



Tryggare kan ingen vara 
än Guds lilla barnaskara
stjärnan ej på himlafästet
fågeln ej i kända nästet

Herren sina trogna vårdar 
uti Sions helga gårdar
över dem han sig förbarmar
bär dem uppå fadersarmar

Ingen nöd och ingen lycka 
skall utur hans hand dem rycka 
Han, vår vän för andra vänner 
sina barns bekymmer känner

Gläd dig då, du lilla skara
Jakobs Gud skall dig bevara 
För hans vilja måste alla 
fiender till jorden falla 

Vad han tar och vad han giver
samme Fader han dock bliver
och hans mål är blott det ena 
barnens sanna väl allena

I Taut I Taw A Puddy Tat
Composer(s): Alan Livingston; Warren Foster; Billy May
Performer(s): Mel Blanc
and multiple other artists



Tweety:
I am a little, tiny, bird 
My name is Tweety Pie
I live inside my bird cage, a-hanging way up high
I like to swing upon my perch and sing my little song
But there's a tat that's after me and won't let me alone

I taut I taw a puddy tat a creepin' up on me
I did! I taw a puddy tat as plain as he could be!

Sylvester:
I am that great big bad old cat, Sylvester is my name
I only have one aim in life and that is very plain
I want to catch that little bird and eat him right away
But just as I get close to him, this is what he'll say

I taut I taw a puddy tat a creepin' up on me
You bet he taw a puddy tat, that puddy tat is me!

Tweety:
That puddy tat is very bad, he sneaks up from behind
I don't think I would like it if I knew what's on his mind
I have a strong suspicion that his plans for me aren't good
I am inclined to think that he would eat me if he could

Sylvester:
I'd like to eat that sweetie pie when he leaves his cage
But I can never catch him, It throws me in a rage
You bet I'd eat that little bird if I could just get near
But every time that I approach, this is all I hear

Tweety:
I taut I taw a puddy tat a creepin' up on me
I did! I taw a puddy tat as plain as he could be!

And when I sing that little song, my mistress knows he's back
She grabs her broom and brings it down upon Sylvester's back
So listen you bad puddy tat, let's both be friends and see
My mistress will not chase you if you sing this song with me

Tweety: Come on now, like a good cat
Sylvester: Oh, all right
Sufferin' Succotash!

Both:
I taut I taw a puddy tat a creepin' up on me
I did! I taw a puddy tat as plain as he could be!

Eight More Miles To Louisville
Composer(s): Grandpa Jones - Louis Jones
First release: Grandpa Jones - 1946
Covered by multiple other artists



I've traveled o'er this country wide seeking fortune fair
Up and down the two coast lines I've traveled everywhere
From Portland East to Portland West back along the line
I'm going now to the place that's best that old hometown of mine

Eight more miles and Louisville will come into my view
Eight more miles on this old road and I'll never more be blue
I knew some day that I'd come back I knew it from the start
Eight more miles to Louisville the hometown of my heart

There's bound to be a gal somewhere that you like best of all
Mine lives down in Louisville she's long and she is tall
But she's the kind that you can't find a traveling through the land
I'm on my way this very day to win her heart and hand

Now I can picture in my mind a place we'll call our home
A humble little hut for two we'll never want to roam
The place that's right for that love sight is in those bluegrass hills
Where gently flows the Ohio by a place called Louisville

Try Too Hard
Composer(s): Dave Clark - Mike Smith
First release: The Dave Clark Five - 1966



Tell me, do you want my love
Tell me what you're thinkin' of
I've been waitin' 'round so long
You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard

I hope you're not tryin' to make a fool of me
'Cause if you are I know there's going to be
Some tears fallin' and they won't be mine
You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard

Some people may want many loves my friend
But we both know what happens to them in the end
So please listen to these words of mine
And let me know that I'm not wasting my time
I'm sure that we could get along very fine
You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard

You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard
You don't try too hard

I Talk To The Wind
Composer(s): Ian McDonald; Peter Sinfield
Performer(s): King Crimson
and multiple other artists



Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear

Eight Miles High
((Italian Version: Vado Su In Alto (Gli Astrali) - 1995))
Composer(s): Gene Clark - Roger McGuinn - David Crosby
First release: The Byrds - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Eight miles high and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere just being their own

Nowhere is there warmth to be found
among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town known for its sound
In places small faces unbound

Round the squares huddled in storms
Some laughing some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living some standing alone

Try To Forget
Composer(s): Jerome Kern - Otto A. Harbach
Performer(s): Bettina Hall
and multiple other artists



Jack:
Try to forget, won't you, all you have meant to me
And all I've meant to you, too

Shirley:
I'm sending back to you the things you sent to me
Your day dreams, your gay dreams
Your glad dreams, your sad dreams

Jack:
Yet, don't forget, will you
That memories haunt me too
Here's what they'll want me to do

Both:
To go on just doing my best to forget
So I'll be remembering you

Jack:
Try to forget, won't you, all you have meant to me
And all I've meant to you too

Shirley:
I'm sending back to you the things you sent to me
Your day dreams, your gay dreams,
Your glad dreams, your mad dreams

Jack:
Yet, don't forget, will you
That memories haunt me too
Here's what they'll want me to do

Both:
To go on just doing my best to forget
So I'll be remembering you

I Talk To The Trees
Dutch Title: We Zullen Wel Zien - 1970
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner; Frederick Loewe
First recording by: Tony Bavaar & Olga San Juan - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists



I talk to the trees
But they don't listen to me
I talk to the stars
But they never hear me
The breeze hasn't time
To stop and hear what I say
I talk to them all in vain
But suddenly my words
Reach someone else's ear
At someone else's heart strings too
I tell you my dreams
And while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true
I can see us some April night
Looking out across a rollin' farm
Having supper in the candlelight
Walking later, arm in arm
Then I'll tell you how I pass the day
Thinking mainly how the night would be
Then I'll try to find the words to say
All the things you mean to me
I tell you my dreams
And while you're listening to me
I suddenly see them come true

Eight Line Poem
Composer(s): David Bowie
Performer(s): David Bowie



The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins
the branches to the sky

Try Not To Look So Pretty
Performer(s): Dwight Yoakam



Try not to look so pretty 
The next time that we meet 
Please don't look so pretty 
And I won't act so weak 
Please don't look so pretty 
You're lovely but it's just cruel 
Try not to look so pretty 
And I'll try not to be your fool 

You walk in and steal my mind 
But who gave you the right 
To treat me like some useless thought 
You throw away each night 

Please don't look so pretty 
You're lovely but it's just cruel 
Try not to look so pretty 
And I'll try not to be your fool 

You make it hard on me 
But I'll try to pretend 
That you're just a lovesick dream 
That always has to end 

Please don't look so pretty 
You're lovely but it's just cruel 
Try not to look so pretty 
And I'll try not to be your fool

I Take What I Want
Composer(s): Isaac Hayes; Teenie Hodges; David Porter
First release by: Sam & Dave - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



I take what I want, I'm a bad go-getter, yeah, yes I am 
I'm never a loser and I'm never bitter, yeah, oh no 
'Cause I take what I want, yeah yeah, baby I want you, yes, you 

I've been watchin' you walk by, and I haven't said a word, not one word 
But now I'm ready to get you and I'm gonna make you my girl, my lovin' girl 
'Cause I take what I want, yeah yeah, baby I want you 

Gonna pick you up now, carry you away, yes I am 
So you better pack up now baby, pack him up today 
Here I come, just a big bad man 
When I walk away, baby, you'll be holdin' my hand 

'Cause I take what I want, I'm a bad go-getter, yeah, yes I am 
But now I'm ready to get you and I'm gonna make you my girl, my lovin' girl 
'Cause I take what I want, yeah baby I want you 
Nobody but you, baby (Whaddya need now?) 
Nobody but you, your love to be by my side 
Your heart to be by my guide, told your mind 
I love you baby, nothin' but your soul ...

Eight Is Enough
Composer(s): Lee Holdridge - Molly-Ann Leikin
Performer(s): Grant Goodeve



There's a magic in the early morning we've found
When the sunrise smiles on everything around
It's a portrait of the happiness that we feel and always will
Oh, eight is enough to fill our lives with love

Oh, we're lucky we can share this beautiful space
So many find the world an empty place
Anyone who asks to stand alone is always standing still
And eight is enough to fill our lives with love

Oh, love makes all the difference now
And one that really shows
Just look at everyone of us
See how it overflows

Oh, We spend our days like bright and shiny new dimes
If we're ever puzzled by the changing times
There's a plate of homemade wishes on the kitchen window sill
And eight is enough to fill our lives with love

More than enough to fill our lives with love

Try Me One More Time
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
First recording/First release: Ernest Tubb - 1942/1944
Covered by multiple other artists



Yes I know I’ve been untrue
And I have hurt you through and through
But please have mercy on this heart of mine
Take me back and Try Me One More Time

If my darling you could see
Just what you’re leavings done to me
You’d know that love is still the tie that binds
Take me back and Try Me One More Time

Ah here’s Leon

Now in my dreams I see your face
It seems there’s someone in my place
But does he know that you were once just mine?
Take me back and Try Me One More Time

If you’ll just forgive me now
I will make it up to you somehow
I promise never again to be unkind
Take me back and Try Me One More Time

I Take It Back
French Title: Je Retire Tout - 1968
Composer(s): Buddy Buie; James Cobb
Performer(s): Sandy Posey - 1967



Here he comes now 
I've got to tell him somehow
I could put it off till later but it's best I do it now

Baby listen to me there is something I must try to say
I've put it off so long but I've decided that today is the day
My love for you is dying
Oh no, please don't start crying
I take it back
I didn't mean it
Please forget the things I said
I take it back
I'm sorry
I must have been out
Of my head

He's such a man 
It must have hurt him a lot if he let me see him cry 
But I must try again...this time I'll say goodbye

Baby you've been good to me you've always been the best you could
So try to understand me now the way you've always understood
I can't go on another day
Oh please, don't look at me that way
I take it back
I didn't mean it
Please forget what I just said
I take it back 
I'm sorry 
I must have been out
Of my head

Sometimes it's better to be loved, than it is to love

Eight Days A Week
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release: The Beatles - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Ooo I need your love, babe
guess you know it's true
Hope you need my love babe
just like I need you

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothing but love, babe
Eight days a week

Love you every day, girl
always on my mind
One thing I can say, girl
love you all the time

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothing but love, girl
Eight days a week

Eight days a week
I love you
Eight days a week
is not enough to show I care

Ooo I need your love, babe
guess you know it's true
Hope you need my love babe
just like I need you

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothing but love, babe
Eight days a week

Love you every day, girl
always on my mind
One thing I can say girl
love you all the time

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothing but love, babe
Eight days a week
Eight days a week
Eight days a week

Try Me (I Need You)
Composer(s): James Brown
First release: James Brown and the Famous Flames - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists



Try me Try me
Darlin' tell me
I need you
Try me Try me
And your love will always be true
Oh I need you (I need you)
Hold me Hold me
I want you right here by my side
Hold me Hold me
And your love we won't hide
Oh I need you (I need you)
Oh I need you (I need you)
Oh oh walk with me (walk with me)
Talk with me (talk with me)
I want you to stop my heart from crying
Walk with me (walk with me)
Talk with me (talk with me)
And your love stops my heart from dying
Oh I need you (I need you hoo hoo)

Oh, I Didn't Know (You'd Get That Way)
Composer(s): Joseph Meyer; Jack Yellen; Cliff Friend
Performer(s): Alice Faye



What happened to you mister
You used to treat me like a sister
But how you have blazed
And am I amazed
You started very sweetly
Now you have changed your way completely
From a meek and mild man
You’ve become a wild man

Oh, oh you rascal you
What a man you turned into
What pretty things you’ve learned to do
Oh, I didn’t know you’d get that way

I didn’t realise
That little twinkle in your eyes
Was only hotcha in disguise
Oh, I didn’t know you’d get that way

My heart is full of joy that I never knew
You great big naughty boy
How d’you do, do, do
What you do, do, do

There isn’t any doubt
You know what love is all about
And am I glad I found it out
Oh, I didn’t know you’d get that way

Oh, oh you rascal you
What a man you turned into
What pretty things you’ve learned to do
Oh, I didn’t know you’d get that way

I didn’t realise
That little twinkle in your eyes
Was only hotcha in disguise
Oh, I didn’t know you’d get that way

My heart is full of joooooooooyyyyy
You great big naughty boy
How d’you do, do, do
What you do, do, do

There isn’t any doubt
You know what love is all about
And am I glad I found it out
Oh, I didn’t know, you rascal you
Oh, I didn’t know, but now I do
Oh, you rascal you, I didn’t know you’d get that way