Tulpen Uit Amsterdam
Composer(s): Ralf Arnie - E. Neumann Bader - Fransen - van Aleda
Performer(s): De Havenzangers



Als de lente komt, dan stuur ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam 
Als de lente komt, pluk ik voor jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam 
Als ik wederkom, dan breng ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam 
Duizend gele, duizend rooie 
Wensen jou het allermooiste! 
Wat mijn mond niet zeggen kan 
Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam
Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam!

I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water
French Title: Je Me Suis Lavé Les Mains Dans Une Eau Sale - 1966
Composer(s): Joe Babcock
First release by: Stonewall Jackson - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



I was born in Macon, Georgia 
They kept my Daddy in the Macon jail
He said, Son, if you keep your hands clean, uh huh
You wont hear those bloodhounds on your trail

I fell in with bad companions
I robbed a man up in Tennessee
And I got caught way up in Nashville, uh huh now
And they locked me up and threw away the key

I washed my hands in muddy water
I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream

I asked the jailer, said Whens my time up?
He said Son, you know we wont forget
And if you try and just keep your hands clean, uh huh
Why we may just make a good man of you yet

But I didnt wait to get my time in
I broke down, broke out the Nashville jail
I just crossed Atlanta, Georgia, oh now
And I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail

I washed my hands in muddy water
I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream

Kyrie
Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
La petite sœur du Carmel
Part en voyage vers le ciel

Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
La plus jeune et la plus jolie
De la pauvre communauté

Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
O ma Petite Sœur
Comme je t'aimais!
Et maintenant tu es morte
Je t'aimais tellement, tellement
Et moi dans mon miserere
Kyrié, kyrié
Je prie pour celle que j'aimais
Je pleure celle que j'aimais

Tulips From Amsterdam
Performer(s): Max Bygraves



When it's Spring again I'll bring again
Tulips from Amsterdam
With a heart thats true I'll give to you
Tulips from Amsterdam
I can't wait until the day you fill
These eager arms of mine
Like the windmill keeps on turning
That's how my heart keeps on yearning
For the day I know we can share these 
Tulips from Amsterdam

When it's Spring again I'll bring again
Tulips from Amsterdam
With a heart thats true I'll give to you
Tulips from Amsterdam
I can't wait until the day you fill
These eager arms of mine
Like the windmill keeps on turning
That's how my heart keeps on yearning
For the day I know we can share these 
Tulips from Amsterdam

Share these tulips from Amsterdam

Please Mr. Brown
Composer(s): Gene DePaul; Don Raye
Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan



Please Mr. Brown
Take it easy you’re spoiling my gown
Oh I know music brings out that yearning
But right now you’re learning to tango

Please Mr. Jones
Not so tight you are crushing my bones
I’ll just bet you’re an expert on wooing
But right now we’re doing a tango

You boys, in spite of all the dancing lessons you bought
Out on the dance floor, have but one school of thought
And that is anything but what my dancing teacher taught

Please Mr. Smith
It’s a lady that you’re dancing with
There’s a time and a place for romancing
But not while we’re dancing the tango

Now you guys are just a bunch of wolves in ivy league clothes
Think as long as music’s playing anything goes
No one who wants a fellow wants a slow one
But I’m a gal who wants to know one
Who knows what every lady knows

Please Mr. Smith
It’s a lady that you’re dancing with
There’s a time and a place for romancing
But not while we’re dancing
The tango

Kyrie
Composer(s): Steve George; Lang; Page
Performer(s): Mr. Mister



The wind blows hard against this mountainside
Across the sea into my soul
It reaches in to where I cannot hide
Setting my feet upon the road
My heart is old it holds my memories
My body burns a gemlike flame
Somewhere between the soul & soft machine
Is where I find myself again

Kyrie Eleison
Down the road that I must travel
Kyrie Eleison
Through the darkness of the night
Kyrie Eleison
Where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie Eleison
On a highway in the light

When I was young I thought of growing old
Of what my life would mean to me
Would I have followed down my chosen road
Or only wished what I could be

Tulips And Heather
Composer(s): Milton Carson
Performer(s): Perry Como
and multiple other artists



The spray of tulips and heather tied up together
I sent my love today
A spray of tulips and heather, asking her whether
Love’s dream had gone astray
For there’s a meaning to all the flowers
They tell the story that never lies
This purple heather means lonely hours
And tulips weep for a love that dies
And so I pray when they reach you
If they can teach you all that is in my heart
My spray of tulips and heather bring us together
Never again to part

(For there’s a meaning)
My tulips and heather
(To all the flowers)
Are tied up together
(They tell you a story)
They tell you a tale
That never lies
(This purple heather)
This beautiful heather
(Means lonely hours)
Means lonely forever
(And tulips weep for)
These tulips convey
A love that dies

And so I pray when they reach you
If they can teach you all that is in my heart
My spray of tulips and heather bring us together
Never again to part
My darling, never again to part

I Was Wrong
Composer(s): Graham Parker
Performer(s): Graham Parker



I dreamed I was someone special In another life
They gave me my fifteen minutes Then they pulled the knife

It was just another deal It was just another reel
On a tape that keeps on turning In the dark in another world

I thought I was right I was wrong
I thought I had something I was wrong
I must have been dreaming All along
I was wrong I was wrong

I had been replaced By a man who had no face
And who could not be traced To an address Just a better place

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

I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong

Keep It A Secret
Composer(s): Jessie Mae Robinson
First release by: Slim Whitman - 1952
Covered by multiple other artists



If you see my darlin' with somebody new
Keep it a secret whatever you do
Why should you tell me and break my poor heart
Then foolish pride would just drive us apart
If you see my darlin' in some rendezvous
Painting the town with a boy she once knew
Pay no attention and just let it be
But keep it a secret from me
If you see my darlin' in some rendezvous
Painting the town with a boy she once knew
Pay no attention and just let it be
But keep it a secret from me

Tulip Time In Sing Sing
Composer(s): Jerome Kern - P.G. Wodehouse
Performer(s): Merwin Goldsmith



Up the river there's a college
Which authorities acknowledge
Is a cosy sort of place to go and dwell
And with joy each student chortles
As he passes through its portals
And the faculty conducts him to his cell

How I wish that there I'd waited
Wish I'd never graduated
For the memory of those days still stirs me so
And the birdies every Spring sing
"Aren't you coming back to Sing Sing
Where you used to be so happy long ago"

When it's tulip time in Sing Sing
Oh, it's there that I would be
There are gentle hearts in Sing Sing
Watching and yearning for me
Oh, I wish that I was back
With a rock or two to crack
With my pals of the class of ninety-nine
And I miss the peace and quiet
And the simple, wholesome diet
Of that dear, old-fashioned prison of mine!

Oh, I'd give a lot to go there
Life was never dull or slow there
Every night there was a concert or a hop
Or I'd sit discussing Coué
With my old pal Bat-eared Louie,
Quite the nicest man who ever slugged a cop

We were just a band of brothers
Each as good as all the others
As the humblest sort of sneak thief you might rank,
But when you'd been there a week, well
You were treated as an equal
By the high and mighty swells who'd robbed a bank

When it's tulip time in Sing Sing
Oh, it's there that I would be
There are gentle hearts in Sing Sing
Watching and yearning for me
Oh, there's no place like home
And I'm tired of having to roam
Through the world with its women and its wine
So just bob my hair and shove me
Where I know the warders love me
In that dear old-fashioned prison of mine!

I Was Warned
Composer(s): Robert Cray; Dennis Walker
Performer(s): Robert Cray



Oh, I was warned about her love
But like a fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

The more people talked about her
The more I had to see
I had to find out for myself
What could she do for me
Her lips were so inviting
Her hands soft to touch
After just one kiss
I knew I was out of luck
From then on I was hers to control
And knowing that, she robbed me
Of my heart and robbed me of my soul

Oh I was warned about her love
And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
From then on I was hers to control
And knowing that she robbed me of my heart
And robbed me of my soul, yeah

Oh I was warned about her love
But like a fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone

She had a left hand filled with diamonds
And the other filled with lies
She saw right through me
There was no p[lace to hide
Now I've finally learned my lesson
But you'll never tell
the pain her love left me
I hide so well
I go on day by day in fear
And knowing that I'll never, never love again
Only brings tears

Oh I was warned about her love
And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or they're wrong
At least the mystery is gone
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
I was warned about her love

Kaiser Bill
From "Oh! What A Lovely War"



(Tune: 'Pop goes the Weasel')

Kaiser Bill is feeling ill
The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy
We don't give a cluck for old von Fluck
And all his bleeding army

Tulane
Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Eugene West
First release: Chuck Berry - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop
Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop
Everything was clickin' and the business was good
'Til one day, lo and behold, an officer stood
Johnny jumped the counter but he stumbled and fell
But Tulane made it over Johnny as he yelled

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on

Go by your father's house and tell him business is slow
And see if he will loan us something, soon as he hits the dough
Put the cat out in the hall and rumple up the room
Go by Doctor Keller's, tell him you swallowed some perfume
Tell him we need him quick, 'cuz he may have to testify
That you been sick all day and that's a perfect alibi

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on 

Go, let Danny drive in case you run into the Man
Back by the shop and git the stuff and hide it in the van
Go back by your father's, get the money for the bail
And bring it down and bail me out this rotten, funky jail
We gotta get a lawyer in the click of politics
Somebody who can win the thing or get the thing fix

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on 

Go Tulane

I Was Seeing Nellie Home (aka "When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home" or "Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party"
Composer(s): John Fletcher; Frances Kyle
Performer(s): The Sons Of The Pioneers 
and multiple other artists



In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight fell
Hush'd the sound of daylight bustle
Closed the pink eyed pimpernell
As adown the moss grown wood path
Where the cattle love to roam
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

When the autumn tinged the greenwood
Turning all its leaves to the gold
In the lawn by elders shaded
I my love to Nellie told
As we stood together gazing
On the star bespangled dome
How I blessed the august evening
When I saw sweet Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

White hairs mingled with my tresses
Furrows steal upon my brow
But a love smile cheers and blesses
Life's declining moments now
Matron in the snowy kerchief
Closer to my bosom come
Tell me do'st thou still remember
When I saw sweet Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

El Necio
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
and multiple other artists



Para no hacer de mi ícono pedazos
para salvarme entre únicos e impares
para cederme un lugar en su Parnaso
para darme un rinconcito en sus altares
me vienen a convidar a arrepentirme
me vienen a convidar a que no pierda
mi vienen a convidar a indefinirme
me vienen a convidar a tanta mierda

Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví

Yo quiero seguir jugando a lo perdido
yo quiero ser a la zurda más que diestro
yo quiero hacer un congreso del unido
yo quiero rezar a fondo un hijonuestro
Dirán que pasó de moda la locura
dirán que la gente es mala y no merece
más yo seguiré soñando travesuras
(acaso multiplicar panes y peces)

Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví

Dicen que me arrastrarán po sobre rocas
cuando la Revolución se venga abajo
que machacarán mis manos y mi boca
que me arrancarán los ojos y el badajo
Será que la necedad parió conmigo
la necedad de lo que hoy result anecio
la necedad de asumir al enemigo
la necedad de vivir sin tener precio

Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví

Tug Of War
Composer(s): Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Paul McCartney



It's A Tug Of War
What With One Thing And Another
It's A Tug Of War
We Expected More
But With One Thing And Another
We Were Trying To Outdo Each Other
In A Tug Of War
In Another World
In Another World We Could
Stand On Top Of The Mountain
With Our Flag Unfurled
In A Time To Come
In A Time To Come We Will Be
Dancing To The Beat Played
On A Different Drum

It's A Tug Of War
Though I Know I Mustn't Grumble
It's A Tug Of War
But I Can't Let Go
If I Do You'll Take A Tumble
And The Whole Thing Is Going To Crumble
It's A Tug Of War

Pushing Pushing, Pulling Puliing
Pushing And Pulling

In Years To Come They May Discover
What The Air We Breathe And The Life We Lead
Are All About
But It Won't Be Soon Enough
Soon Enough For Me
No It Won't Be Soon Enough
Soon Enough For Me

In Another World We Couid
Stand On Top Of The Mountain
With Our Flag Unfurled
In A Time To Come We Will Be
Dancing To The Beat Played
On A Different Drum

We Will Be Dancing To The Beat
Played On A Different Drum
We Will Be Dancing To The Beat
Played On A Different Drum

It's A Tug Of War, A Tug Of War
A Tug Of War
What With One Thing And Another
It's A Tug Of War
We Expected More
But With One Thing And Another
In A Tug Of War

Pushing Pushing, Pulling Pulling
Pushing And Pulling

I Was Only Joking
Composer(s): Rod Stewart; Gary Grainger
Performer(s): Rod Stewart
and multiple other artists



Ever since I was a kid at school
I messed around with all the rules
Apologised then realised
I'm not different after all

Me and the boys thought we had it sussed
Valentinos all of us
My dad said we looked ridiculous
But boy we broke some hearts
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
Dumb blank faces stare back at me
But nothing ever changed

Promises made in the heat of the night
Creeping home before it got too light
I wasted all that precious time
and blamed it on the wine

I was only joking my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I 
I could never win

Never found a compromise
Collected lovers like butterflies
Illusions of that grand first prize
are slowly wearing thin
Susy baby you were good to me
Giving love unselfishly
But you took it all too seriously
I guess it had to end

I was only joking my dear
Looking for a way to hide my fear
What kind of fool was I 
I could never win

Now you ask me if I'm sincere
That's the question that I always fear
Verse seven is never clear
But I'll tell you what you want to hear
I try to give you all you want
But giving love is not my strongest point
If that's the case it's pointless going on
I'd rather be alone
'Cause what I'm doing must be wrong
Pouring my heart out in a song
Owning up for prosperity
For the whole damn world to see

Quietly now while I turn a page
Act one is over without costume change
The principal would like to leave the stage
The crowd don't understand

El Mundo Contra Mi
Composer(s): Fabiana Cantilo - Pedro Aznar
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



Tuve amor pero siempre a destiempo
Nunca vi esa estrella fugaz
Al pedir tres deseos al viento
Reviví en tu amor que se va

Si morir es cobarde o valiente
Decidí que en mis manos está
Junto a mí vive toda esa gente
Sin vivir sin morir siempre así

Aunque el mundo esté contra mí
Y nadie me enseñe a vivir
Tengo sangre en las venas
Que arde más que esta pena de amor

Aunque el mundo esté contra mí
Y los tiempos vengan así
No estoy viva por nada
Hoy mis alas atadas abrí

Yo no quiero volverme tu igual
Ni saber si estoy bien o estoy mal
No soy de estos tiempos, soy de este momento
Soy la lluvia que lava este mar

Aunque el mundo esté contra mí
En mi amor aprendo a vivir
Ya cambió la marea
Y mis pies son la huella del sol

Tuff Enuff
Composer(s): Kim Wilson
Performer(s): The Fabulous Thunderbirds



I would walk ten miles on my hands and knees
Ain't no doubt about it baby it's you I aim to please
I'd wrestle with a lion and a grizzly bear
It's my life baby but I don't care

Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff

For you baby I would swim the sea
Nothing I'd do for you that's too tuff for me
I'd put out a burning building with a shovel and dirt
And not even worry about getting hurt

Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff

I'd work twenty four hours, seven days a week
Just so I could come home and kiss your cheek
I love you in the morning and I love you at noon
I love you in the night and take you to the moon

Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff

I'd lay in a pile of burning money that I've earned
and not even worry about getting burned
I'd climb the Empire State Building, fight Muhammad Ali
Just to have you baby close to me

Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff

Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff
Ain't that tuff enuff

I Was Only 19 (A Walk In the Light Green)
Composer(s): John Schumann
First release by: Redgum - 1983



Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing-out parade at Puckapunyal
It was a long march from cadets
The sixth battalion was the next to tour, and it was me who drew the card
We did Canungra, Shoalwater before we left

And Townsville lined the footpaths as we marched down to the quay
This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean
And there's me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens
God help me, I was only nineteen

From Vung Tau, riding Chinooks, to the dust at Nui Dat
I'd been in and out of choppers now for months
But we made our tents a home, VB and pinups on the lockers
And an Asian orange sunset through the scrub

And can you tell me, doctor, why I stil can't get to sleep?
And night-time's just a jungle dark and a barking M16?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen

A four week operation when each step could mean your last one on two legs
It was a war within yourself
But you wouldn't let your mates down til they had you dusted off
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else

Then someone yelled "Contact!" and the bloke behind me swore
We hooked in there for hours, then a Godalmighty roar
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon
God help me, he was going home in June

I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec leave in Vung Tau
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle
Til the morphine came and killed the bloody row

And the Anzac legends didn't mention mud and blood and tears
And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real
I caught some pieces in my back that I didn't even feel
God help me, I was only nineteen

And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And why the Channel Seven chopper chills me to my feet?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen