Lonesome Cowboy Bill
Composer(s): Doug Yule - Sterling Morrison - Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1970



Lonesome cowboy Bill
Rides the rodeo
Lonesome cowboy Bill
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!

Lonesome cowboy Bill
Rides the rodeo
Ever since he was a little lad
Loves the rodeo
Bucking broncs, yeah, sipping wine
You got to see him go
And all the ten-gallon girls
Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-ho!

Because

Lonesome cowboy Bill
Rides the rodeo
Lonesome cowboy Bill
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!

Oh, lonesome cowboy Bill
You still ride the rodeo
Up ’round the colorado shore
Down by the Ohio
Sometimes even New Orleans
Down by the mardi gras
And all the ten-gallon girls
Love to hear him yodel ay-hee-ho!

He’s lonesome cowboy Bill, he rides the rodeo
Just a lonesome cowboy Bill
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!

You got to see him in the rodeo
When he’s ridin’, goin’ too darn fast
You got to hear the people scream and shout

They call him
Lonesome cowboy Bill
He’s a
Lonesome cowboy Bill

He goes ...

Lonesome cowboy Bill
Rides the rodeo
Lonesome cowboy Bill
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!

I said
You got to see him yodel ay-hee-ho!
Oh he’s a lonesome cowboy Bill, lonesome cowboy Bill ...

In My Own Quiet Way
Composer(s): Harold Barlow; Sara Laverty
Performer(s): Vic Damone



I'm not the kind who'll sigh 
Every time you wander by 
Or weep when you were gone for just a day
But still in all my dear I really love you 
In my own quiet way

I may never show I care 
I confess I have no flair 
For saying all the things that lovers say 
But still in all my darling I adore you 
In my own quiet way

I admit I'm absent-minded and forgetful
Does your birthday come in April or July
There are times when I am likely to be fretful
Or I'll pick the darnest moments to be shy

But with all my faults you'll find 
I'm the true and steady kind 
And it's no lie believe me when I say 
Deep down inside I know I'll always love you 
In my own quiet way

I admit I'm absent-minded and forgetful
Does your birthday come in April or July
There are times when I am likely to be fretful 
Or I'll pick the darnest moments to be shy

But with all my faults you'll find 
I'm the true and steady kind 
And it's no lie believe me when I say
Deep down inside I know I'll always love you
In my own quiet way

Lonesome Cowboy
Composer(s): Sid Tepper - Roy C. Bennett
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley with The Jordanaires - 1957



I am just a lonesome cowboy
And I’m travelling all alone
I ain't even got a nickel
To call my baby on the phone

Just beyond the mountain lies a city
And I hear it calling me
Saddle up and ride you lonesome cowboy
Here is where you'll find your destiny
In my dreams the lights shine bright and pretty
Near to me and yet so far
Will I always be a lonesome cowboy
Am I only reaching for a star

Ride. Ride, ride, ride along cowboy
Sing, sing, sing, sing a song cowboy

Will I ever leave this lonesome valley
Really see the lights that shine
Gotta find what lies beyond the mountain
Gotta rope and tie that dream of mine

I am just a lonesome cowboy
And I’m travelling all alone
If you don't call me baby
Then I’m never coming home

In My Liverpool Home
Composer(s): Pete McGovern
Performer(s): The Scaffold



I was born in Liverpool, down by the docks
My religion was Catholic; occupation - hard knocks
At stealing from lorries, I was adept
and underneath overcoats each night I slept

"In my Liverpool home, D..A..D..D..
in my Liverpool Home, G..G..D..D..
We speak with an accent exceedingly rare
G.. G. .D.. D.. / (we) meet under a statue exceedingly bare
G.. G.. D..D../A..A..D..D.. If you want a cathedral
we've got one to spare, in my Liverpool home"
Back in the Forties the world it went mad
and Hitler he threw at us all that he had 
When the smoke and the dust had all cleared from the air
"Thank God," said my old man," the Pier Head's still there"

Over at Anfield (or Liverpool) the shirts they are red
And the players play football as though they were dead
While over at Goodison (or Everton) the shirts they are blue
and the football they play is fantastic to view

If it's football you're wanting, the team at the top
is the team that they're singing about in the Kop
this city has got two great teams it deserves
Liverpool ... First Team, and Liverpool Reserves

I took a walk along Lime Street one day
I saw a "Young lady" a-heading my way
"Have you got the right time, love", says I to the lass
She said, "I've got the time, Jack, if you've got the brass"

When I grew up, I met Bridget Mc Cann 
she said, "You're not much, but I'm needing a man
I want sixteen kids, and a house out in Speke
well, the flesh it was willing, but the spirit was weak

Walton Gaol is the place for a quiet week-end
Climb over the wall, and you'll meet all your friends
You can sit and watch telly, drink whisky and beer 
and chalk on the prison walls; "Kilroy was here"

We've got wide open spaces like the Wavertree Park
where it's unsafe by daylight and more so by dark
We've got places of culture like Dingle and Speke 
where they play "tick" with hatchets, and fight with their feet

We've got romantic places like the Cast-Iron Shore
where you can find someone else's back door
We had John, we had George, Ringo and Paul 
the Liverpool Spinners, and the St George's Hall

Way out in Kirkby, the kids they wear clogs
there's eight million kids there's ten million dogs
They play "tick" with hatchets, I tell you no lie
and they call you a "cissy" if you've more than one eye

When my last whistle blows & the "Ref Up There" says
"You've supped your last Guinness,lad, it's the end of your days"
Take my ashes to Old Trafford and spread them around
and they won't win a match while I'm haunting the ground

Lonesome Blues
Composer(s): Les Reis - Bob Casner



I've been alone for awhile
I've seem'd to grow out of style
Now I start into realize
Believe me Boy I'm wise
No more stayin' at home 
No more sittin' alone 
I feel so awfly blue 
And I'm lonesome too 
'Cause

My imagination strays
Way back to those lonesome days 
I prayed the lord above For someone to love
Folks never heard my plea 
And took out neglected me 
They always passed me by 
That is why I cry 
Oh

I've got the lonesome blues
I'm steppin' out and I refuse 
To sit by the fireside 
When I think of the chances that I lose 
I'll never stay at home 
While I can be listening to a saxophone
I'm going down and hear that band 
Just crooning melody grand 
You'll always find me there for 
All my friends I will lose 
If I've got the lonesome blues

In My Little Red Book
Composer(s): Raymond Bloch; Nat Simon; Al Stillman
Performer(s): Perry Como
and multiple other artists



In my little red book I see somehow
All the girls that I knew and I'm wondering who
Could be kissing them now
Down through memory lane I love to look
At the little blue sighs and the little white lies
In my little red book
But there's a girl I had a yen for
Back in nineteen-thirty three
She's the girl I'd go again for
And if she came back to me
Everybody but her I'd overlook
There'd be only one name, there'd be only one flame
In my little red book

Lonesome And A Long Way From Home
Composer(s): Bonnie Bramlett - Delaney Bramlett - Leon Russell
Performer(s): Eric Clapton
and multiple other artists



Out on an open highway
Such a lovely day but something's wrong
Something, something's gotta be wrong

I just left home this morning
This old road keeps rolling on and on
Rolling, rolling on and on

Won't somebody help me?
Won't somebody help me?
Won't somebody help me?
I've never been so lonesome and long way from home
Never been lonesome and long way
Never been lonesome and long way from home

Chorus

My Little Corner Of The World
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard; Lee Pockriss
Performer(s): Anita Bryant
and multiple other artists



Come along with me
To my little corner of the world
And dream a little dream
In my little corner of the world

Tonight my love
We'll share a sweet embrace
We'll soon forget
There's any other place

And if you care to stay
In my little corner of the world
Then we can hide away
In my little corner of the world

I always knew
I'd find someone like you
So welcome to
My little corner of the world

And if you care to stay
In my little corner of the world
Then we can hide away
In my little corner of the world

I always knew
I'd find someone like you
So welcome to
My little corner of the world

Lonesome 7-7203
((Dutch Version: Draai 797204 (by Will Tura) - 1964))
Composer(s): Justin Tubb
First release by: Hawkshaw Hawkins - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists



Had our number changed today, although I hated to
But each time the phone would ring
They'd want to speak to you
And it hurts to tell them, you're not here with me
Maybe now, ole telephone will let me be

It's not in the book now, so you'd better write it down
Just in case your love for me should ever come around
You might want to call and break the news to me
Just call Lonesome 7-7203

I keep the telephone beside me all the time
Hoping you might want to call and say you've changed your mind
If you do, then darling you know where I'll be
I'm at Lonesome 7-7203

You're the only one I've given our new number to
So now if the telephone should ring I'll know it's you
If you ever long for love that used to be
Just call Lonesome 7-7203
Just call Lonesome 7-7203

In My Little Corner
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein II



I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand in my way

In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open it's arms to me

I'm a young Egyptian princess
Or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest prima donna in the land
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan

I'm a girl men go mad for
Love's a game I can play
With a cool and confidant kind of aire
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

...I can be whatever I want to be
I'm a thief from Calcutta
I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress on an African safari!
It's a dang'rous type of sport
And yet it's fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun
I am lost in the jungle
All alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open it's arms to me
I am in the royal palace
Of all places!
I am chatting with the prince
And king, and queen
And the color of my two stepsisters' faces
Is a queer sort of sour apple green
I am coy and flirtatious when alone with the prince
A-hahahaha! Oh, my Your Highness, you shouldn't say such things!!
I'm the Belle of the Ball in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair
Fol-de-rol and fiddle-dee-dee
Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-fawdle
All the wishes in all the world
Are poppy cot and twaut
Fol-de-rol and fiddle-dee-dee
Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-foodle
All the dreamers in all the world
Are dizzy in the noodle!

Lonesome
Composer(s): Hugh Nicholson
Performer(s): Blue



I get lonely
When I'm only
Sitting here babe
On my own
If I want to
I could turn to
Picking numbers on the 'phone
But it's not the way it's got to be
When I need your loving close to me

I get happy
When you're near me
I get sad
When you're far away
Tell me, tell me
Should I leave
Or should I stay

But it's not the way it's got to be
When I need your loving close to me
And I won't sit back and let it happen
To me

This depression's surely messing
up my whole way of living
Need you near me
need to steer me
Away from all pain I'm given

But it's not the way it's got to be
When I need you really close to me
I won't sit back and let it happen
To me

In My Life
Composer(s): Paul McCartney; John Lennon
First release by: The Beatles - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



There are places I'll remember
all my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
with lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
in my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
and these memories lose their meaning
when I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
for people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
in my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
for people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
in my life I love you more

In my life I love you more

Lonesome
Composer(s): Bert Pellish
Performer(s): Adam Faith



Do you know what it's like to be lonesome
Do you know how it feels to be blue
Do you still get a thrill
From the dreams we used to share
And the star that we wished upon
Have you noticed, it's still there

And if you only knew how much, how much I missed you
Missed your lips pressed to mine so tenderly
If you know what it's like to be lonesome
Then, darling, please hurry home to me

If you know what it's like to be lonesome
Then, darling, please hurry home to me

In My House
Composer(s): Rick James
Performer(s): The Mary Jane Girls



Well you can just believe 
I'm the only girl in your life
I'll be your sugar in the morning 
And the sweet stuff you need at night
And you can just make believe
When it comes down to makin love
I'll satisfy your every need 
And every fantasy you think up

So when you need a little peace of mind
Come on over boy, anytime
I'll keep you happy and so satisfied
In my house, in my house

So when you need some lovin tenderness
And it's me baby that you miss
Here's the key to unlock the door
To my house (to my house)
wo-oo-oo-oo- in my house
wo-oo-oo-oo in my house

Well anytime of the day or night
When you call me I'll be there
Just call me up on the phone 
When you need someone around to care
And when you feel sad and blue
You just come and see me anytime
I'll be waitin for you dear
And your fears you can leave behind
So when you need a little peace of mind
Come on over boy, anytime
I'll keep you happy and so satisfied
In my house, in my house
So when you need some love and tenderness
And it's me baby that you miss
Here's the key to unlock the door to my house (to my house)
In my house
In my house
In my house...

Lonely Wind
Composer(s): Steve Walsh
Performer(s): Kansas



When I'm needin' a friend I can talk to the wind
God I sure am glad that I found him
Sometimes he seems to be the only one beside me
Who can feel the Lord's breath all around him
Winter's cold frozen ice or a bright autumn day
On a warm summer night you can hear him say

Cry for me, sigh for me, sad breezes flow
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know
My lonely wind must blow

Mighty friend that is mine, can you give me a sign?
He'll leave nothing but only to hear him
I've seen the tall trees bend low when his mighty winds blow
And that's all the more reason I fear him
Hear him call for the earth lonely I can feel his great pain
But on the eve of this day
I'll join in his refrain

Cry for me, sigh for me, sad breezes flow
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know
My lonely wind must blow

When I'm needing a friend I'll remember the wind
And my life here with the breezes of sorrow
I'll be leaving himoon 'cause I've got to make room
For the lonely that will find him tomorrow
On a black stormy night in your bosom I'll cling
And I'll know I've found love and the last song we'll sing

Cry for me, sigh for me, sad breezes flow
Stay for me, play for me, the song my friends will know
My lonely wind must blow

In My Hour Of Darkness
Composer(s): Gram Parsons; Emmylou Harris
First release by: Gram Parsons & Emmylou Harris - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed

Once I knew a young man
Went driving through the night
Miles and miles without a word
With just his high-beam lights
Who'd have ever though they'd build such
a deadly Denver bend
To be so strong, to take as long as
it would till the end

In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed

Another young man safely strummed his
silver string guitar
And he played to people everywhere
Some say he was a star
But he was just a country boy
his simple songs confess
And the music he had in him
so very few possess

In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed

Then there was an old man
Kind and wise with age
And he read me just like a book and he
never missed a page
And I loved him like my father
And I loved him like my friend
And I knew his time would shortly come
but I did not know just when

In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed
Oh, Lord grant me vision
Oh, Lord grant me speed

Lonely Weekends
Composer(s): Charlie Rich
First release by: Charlie Rich & Gene Lowery Singers - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



Well I'm makin' alright (Well I'm makin' alright)
From Monday morning till Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends

Since you left me (since you left me)
I'm as lonely as I can be
Oh, those lonely weekends

You said you'd be (ooh-wah) good to me (ooh-wah-wah)
You said our love (ooh-wah) would never die (ooh-wah-wah)
You said you'd be (ooh-wah) good to me (ooh-wah-wah)
But baby, you didn't even try

Well I'm makin' alright (Well I'm makin' alright)
From Monday morning till Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends

You said you'd be (ooh-wah) good to me (ooh-wah-wah)
You said our love (ooh-wah) would never die (ooh-wah-wah)
You said you'd be (ooh-wah) good to me (ooh-wah-wah)
But baby, you didn't even try

Well I'm makin' alright (Well I'm makin' alright)
>From Monday morning till Friday night
Oh, those lonely weekends
Oh, those lonely weekends

Oh, those lonely weekends

In My Hole
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan



Every time a bird sings
Every time a bell rings
I go berserk
I climb into my hole
And sit there like a mole
Playing with the dirt
Contradicting people who think of me as being
So soft and gentle
Very clean
I used to have a daisy
A purple one called Maisy
Stuck on my bed
It didn't bother me
Yet when the landlord, Freestone saw it he said
Take it out at once or evicted you must go
So here I am in my hole
Watching people pass me by
Each of them in their own world and me in mine
I've never bitten off any more than I can chew
Never wanted too-
Every time a bird sings
Every time a bell rings
I go berserk
And as I've said before
I sit there like a mole
Playing with the dirt
Call it what you like
And by all means tell a soul
I'm very happy in my hole
Running round from time to time
Stopping only to unwind
Everything I have is mine
In my hole
Length about the width of a pole
Width about the length of a bowl
Hollywood style!

Lonely Too Long
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins; Don Johnson



She's on the phone again
Wants to come home again
Wants to try one more time
To prove she's really mine
She wants to try again
I know she'll lie again
To take her back is wrong
But I've been lonely too long

The chance is very slim
That she's forgotten him
She may be tryin' to hide
The hurt, the wounded pride
There's just a chance that she
Might reconsider me
But chances are I'm wrong
But I've been lonely too long

Lonely too long, too long
Walked on like dirt
Lonely too long, too long
And oh, how it hurts
She knows that I'll give in
I'll take her back again
And once more I'll be wrong
But I've been lonely too long

In My Defence
Composer(s): Dave Clark; Jeff Daniels; David Soames
Performer(s): Freddie Mercury



In my defence what is there to say
All the mistakes we made must be faced today
It's not easy now knowing where to start
While the world we love tears itself apart

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong
For just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between
With a fading dream

In my defence what is there to say
We destroy the love - it's our way
We never listen enough never face the truth
Then like a passing song
Love is here and then it's gone

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong
For just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between
With a fading dream

I'm just a singer with a song
How can I try to right the wrong
I'm just a singer with a melody
I'm caught in between with a fading dream
Caught in between with a fading dream
Caught in between with a fading dream

Oh what on earth
Oh what on earth
How do I try
Do we live or die

Oh help me God
Please help me