It's Never Too Late To Be Sorry
Composer(s): James E. Dempsey; Joseph A. Burke



I watched a sweet rose droop and die 
for want of rain and wondered why
the rain drops, when at last, they came
could not restore its bloom again
you're like the rose, I'm like the rain
you wanted me and called in vain
perhaps you wondered why I'm here
I've come to say I'm sorry dear

I know on God's unerring slate the charge against me must be great 
and every sinful move I've made is entered as a debt unpaid
but in the book we all know of I've found these tender words of love 
"When tears of sweet contrition flow then scarlet sins are made as snow"

It's never too late to be sorry 
I'm sorry I taught you to care
I wish I could lift from your shoulders the cross I have made you bear 
I can't mend a heart I have broken there isn't a thing I can do 
but its never too late to be sorry and God knows I'm for you

Christmas Will Be Just Another Lonely Day
Composer(s): Lee Jackson - Pat Seymour
Performer(s): Brenda Lee



It's Christmas Eve, and snow is on the ground
Mistletoe and holly all around
Yes, all the world is happy, but since you went away
My Christmas will be just another lonely day
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah 

My tree is trimmed with pretty colored lights
And at the top, the Christmas star shines bright
Yes, everything around me is very bright and gay
But Christmas will be just another lonely day
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah 

I had a lonely September, October, November, too
But December is twice as lonely without you 

For soon it will be time for Santa Claus
And surely he will bring you back, because
Without you here beside me, my world will be so gray
And Christmas will be just another lonely day
Yeah, another lonely day, yeah
Another lonely day, yeah
Another lonely day, yeah

It's My Party
Composer(s): John Gluck - Seymour Gottlieb - Herbert Wiener - Wally Gold
First recording/First release by: Helen Shapiro - 1963/Lesley Gore - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - C'est Ma Fête (Richard Anthony)
1989 - Oon Su Auto (Punainen Alfa Romeo) (Clifters)



Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone
Judy left the same time
Why was he holding her hand
When he's supposed to be mine 

It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to 
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to 
You would cry too if it happened to you 

Playing my records, keep dancing all night
Leave me alone for a while
'Till Johnny's dancing with me
I've got no reason to smile 

It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to 
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to 
You would cry too if it happened to you

Judy and Johnny just walked through the door
Like a queen with her king
Oh what a birthday surprise
Judy's wearing his ring 

It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to 
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to 
You would cry too if it happened to you

C'est Ma Fête
((Adapted from: It's My Party (Helen Shapiro) - 1963))
((Finnish Version: Oon Su Auto (Punainen Alfa Romeo) (Clifters) - 1989))
Composer(s): John Gluck - Seymour Gottlieb - Herbert Wiener - Wally Gold - Richard Anthony
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1963



C'est ma fête
Je fais ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
J'ai décidé
Ce soir de m'amuser

Il y a juste une année aujourd'hui
Que nous nous sommes quittés
Je vais passer cette nuit
À boire et à danser

C'est ma fête
Je fais ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
J'ai décidé
Ce soir de m'amuser

Sur le passé j'ai tracé une croix
J'ai déchiré tes photos
J'ai l'intention d'être heureux malgré toi
Et cela au plus tôt

C'est ma fête
Je fais ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
J'ai décidé
Ce soir de m'amuser

Eh les amis allons-y tous en chœur
Car tout va pour le mieux
Ne croyez pas que je pleure
Ou que je sois malheureux

C'est ma fête
Je fais ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
J'ai décidé
Ce soir de t'oublier

C'est ma fête
Je fais ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
Ce qui me plaît
J'ai décidé
Ce soir de m'amuser

Christmas To Christmas
Composer(s): Ron Hellard - Alan Rhody
Performer(s): Toby Keith; Lee Greenwood; Tanya Tucker



Seems like only yesterday
We put our Christmas things away
Now here's another Christmas Day with you
When you're in love, how time does fly
And this year that's just flown by
Had been one happy holiday for two

Christmas to Christmas
Wrapped in your arms
Love's always in season
And always so warm
Till my days on Earth are through
I will spend Christmas to Christmas lovin' you

Yes, the givin' season's here again
Time to love your fellow man
Yuletide smiles are in demand, it's true
The love we share is for all time
We'll feel its glow right through July
To melt the cold when winter flies anew

Christmas to Christmas
Wrapped in your arms
Love's always in season
And always so warm
Till my days on earth are through
I will spend Christmas to Christmas lovin' you

Till my days on earth are through
I will spend Christmas to Christmas lovin' you

It's My Life
(Danish Version: Se Nu Ham Der - 1991)
Composer(s): Carl D'Errico; Roger Atkins
First release by: The Animals - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But girl there are ways
To make certain things pay
Though I'm dressed in these rags
I'll wear sable some day
Hear what I say
I'm gonna ride the serpent
No more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command
I'm breakin' loose, it ain't no use
Holdin' me down, stick around

And baby, baby
Remember, remember
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think like I want
Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime
But some day I'll treat you real fine

There'll be women and their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you gonna cry
While I'm squeezin' them dry
Takin' all I can get, no regrets
When I, openly lie
And live on their money
Believe me honey, that money
Can you believe, I ain't no saint
No complaints
So girl throw out
Any doubt

And baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think like I want
Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime
But some day I'll treat you real fine

(It's my life and I'll do what I want) Don't push me
(It's my mind and I'll think like I want) It's my life
(It's my life and I'll do what I want) And I can do what I want
(It's my mind and I'll think like I want) You can't tell me
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)

Christmas Time's A-Coming
Composer(s): Tex Logan
Performer(s): Bill Anderson;
and various other artists



Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin'
Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home

Snowflakes are falling, my old home's a calling
Tall pines are humming, Christmas time's a-coming
Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing
When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home
Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin'
Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home

Holly's in the window, home's where the wind blows
Can't walk for running, Christmas time's a-comin'
Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing
When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home
Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin'
Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home

White candles burning, my old heart's a yearning
For the folks at home when Christmas time's a-coming
Can't you hear them bells ringing, ringing joy, joy hear them singing
When it's snowing I'll be going back to my country home
Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin'
Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home

It's My Job
Composer(s): Mac McAnally
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
and multiple other artists



In the middle of late last night, I was sittin' on a curb
Didn't know what about but something had me quite disturbed
Street sweeper comes whistling by and he's bouncing every step
Seems strange how good he felt so I asked him while he swept

He said it's my job to be cleaning up this mess
And that's the best reason to go for me
It's my job to be better than the rest
And that makes the day for me

Got an uncle that owns a bank, he's a self made millionaire
Never had anyone to thank, never had no one to care
He always seemed kind of sad to me so I asked him why that was
And he told me it's because in my contract there's a clause

That says it's my job to be worried half to death
And that's the thing people respect in me
It's my job and without it I'd be less
Than what I expect to be

I've been lazy most all my life, singing songs and sleeping late
Any manual labor I've done is purely by mistake
If street sweepers can smile then I got no right to feel upset
But sometimes I still forget till the lights come on and the stage is set
And the song hits home and you feel that sweat

It's my job to be different from the rest
And that's the best reason to go for me
It's my job to be better than the rest
And that's a tough break for me

It's my job to be cleaning up this mess
And that's the best reason to go for me
It's my job to be different from the rest
And that makes the day for me

Christmas Time Will Soon Be Over
Composer(s): Traditional - Norman Blake - Jack White
Performer(s): Jack White



Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
Then we'll join the band

Wake up gals, let's go to the river
Wake up gals, let's go to the river
Wake up gals, let's go to the river
And then we'll join the band

Get up gals, don't be bitter
Get up gals, don't be bitter
Get up gals, don't be bitter
And then we'll join the band

Mess with me an' I'll pull the trigger
Mess with me an' I'll pull the trigger
Mess with me an' I'll pull the trigger
Then we'll join the band

Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
Christmas time will soon be over
And then we'll join the band

It's Movin' Day
Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling; Harry Von Tilzer
Charlie Poole & the North Carolina Ramblers



Landlord said this morning to me
'Give me your key, this lot ain't free
I can't get no rent out of you
Pack up your act and skidoo, you'
'I've been waiting till my Bill comes home
He's my honey from the honeycomb
He'll have money for he told me so this morning'

Because it's moving day, moving day
I rip the carpet up off the floor
Load your oil stove and out the door
Because it's moving day
Pack your bed quilts and get away
If you spend every cent you can live out in a tent
It's moving day

Moving day, moving day
I rip the carpet up off the floor
Load your oil stove and out the door
Because it's moving day
Pack your bed quilts and get away
If you spend every cent you can live out in a tent
It's moving day

Christmas-Time Seems Years And Years Away
Composer(s): Ted Snyder - Irving Berlin



In a garden fair, sat a happy pair
'Neath a shady maple tree
She had promised him
"We'll be married, Jim
To the chimes of Trinity
"Tis the month of May, but next Christmas Day
I will be your blushing bride
Don't you worry dear
It will soon be here"
But he looked at her and sighed

"Christmas chimes mean happy times, for you and me, sweetheart
Winter time means you'll be mine, and never more to part
Honeymoon can't shine too soon, I wish it were today
Girlie mine, don't Christmas time seem years and years away?" 

"There is nothing, dear, that I have to fear
If I can't afford the ring
Santa Claus is kind 
And I'm sure he'll find
Just a plain gold band to bring
It's been just a year since I met you, dear
But it seems like just a day
If I only could, girlie dear, I would
Turn December into May" 

"Christmas chimes mean happy times, for you and me, sweetheart
Winter time means you'll be mine, and never more to part
Honeymoon can't shine too soon, I wish it were today
Girlie mine, don't Christmas time seem years and years away?"

It's Midnight And I'm Not Famous Yet 
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Steve Goodman 
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett



Catch the elevator from the penthouse suite
And take it down to the casino
The god-almighty sound of money movin' round
Can be heard all the way to Reno

Well it's midnight and I'm not famous yet
Tryin' to win it all with one more bet
Nothin' can stop my thirty-two hop
Or my ten dollar yo yo yo
It's midnight, I'm just gettin' ready to roll

(Midnight)
Now Lester Polyester signs another marker
Like the high rollers do
Seven come eleven
His brand new baby needs Gucci shoes

Well it's midnight she's not famous yet
Tryin' to break the bank with one more bet
Nothin' can stop my thirty-two hop
Or my ten dollar yo yo yo
It's midnight, Lester's gettin' ready to roll

Midnight (midnight)
Midnight

(Midnight)
They're pagin' someone we know, Lester hits a keno
He's not leavin' yet
Vacuum cleaners hummin' lounge act still is strummin'
It's their twenty-fourth set
Well it's midnight they're not famous yet
Tryin' to win it all with one more bet
Nothin' can stop my thirty-two hop
Or my ten dollar yo yo yo
It's midnight, got nowhere to go (Oh oh)

Midnight (midnight)
(Oh oh oh)
Midnight (midnight)

(Oh oh oh, Midnight)
(Oh oh oh, Midnight)
(Oh oh oh, Midnight)
(Oh oh oh)

Christmas Time Is Near
Composer(s): Buck Owens - Red Simpson
Performer(s): Buck Owens



Snow flakes falling on the ground 
Mistletoe hangs all around
Last minute shoppers everywhere 
Christmas spirit fills the air
Happy little girls and boys 
Wndows filled with Christmas toys
It's that special time of youth 
O Christmas time is near

Kiddys being extra nice 
Take their moms and dads advice 
Bcause ifthey're good the way they should 
They'll get an extra gift from Santa Claus
Sleigh bells ringing here and there 
Christmas carols everywehere
It's that special time of youth 
O Christmas time is near

Kiddies being extra nice...
Oh Christmas time is near

It's Midnight
Composer(s): Billy Edd Wheeler; Jerry Chesnut
Performer(s): Elvis Presley; J.D. Sumner & the Stamps



Maybe it's too late 
I sometimes even hate myself for loving you
Trying to be strong, then night time comes along and I start loving you
Wanting you 
Where is all my self control 
I'm burning way down in my soul
And needing you, wishing I could be the man 
I try to hating me for wanting to be with you 
knowing you don't love me like you used to
But it's midnight 
Ohh and I miss you

It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you
Oh but it's midnight, and I miss you 

It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
Funny how things have a way of looking so much brighter in the daylight
I ought to go to bed to try and straighten out my head and just forget you
Oh but it's midnight and I miss you 

It's midnight and I miss you

Christmas Time (Is Here Again)
Composer(s): George Harrison - John Lennon - Paul McCartney - Ringo Starr
First release by: The Beatles - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again

Ain't been round since you know when
Christmas time is here again
O-u-t spells out

Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again

Ain't been round since you know when
Christmas time is here again
O-u-t spells out

Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again
Christmas time is here again

Ain't been round since you know when
Christmas time...

This is Paul McCartney here 
I'd just like to wish you everything you wish yourself for Christmas

This is John Lennon saying on behalf of the Beatles 
Have a very Happy Christmas and a good New Year

George Harrison speaking 
I'd like to take this opportunity to wish you a very Merry Christmas listeners everywhere

This is Ringo Starr and I'd just like to say Merry Christmas and a really Happy New Year to all listeners

Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll
Composer(s): Chaz Jankel; Ian Dury
First release by: Ian Dury - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Is all my brain and body need
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Is very good indeed

Keep your silly ways or throw them out the window
The wisdom of your ways I've been there and I know
Lots of other ways, what a jolly bad show
If all you ever do is business you don't like

Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Is very good indeed

Ev'ry bit of clothing ought to make you pretty
You can cut the clothing, grey is such a pity
I should wear the clothing of Mr. Walter Mitty
See my tailor, he's called Simon
I know it's going to fit

Here's a little bit of advice
You're quite welcome, it is free
Don't do nothin' that is cut-price
You know what they'll make you be
They will try their tricky devise 
Trap you with the ordin'ry
Get your teeth into a small slice
The cake of liberty

Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll - ow! ow!
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll - ow! ow! ow! ow!
Sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll ....

It's Me Again, Margaret
Composer(s): Paul Craft
Performer(s): Ray Stevens; Paul Craft; Cledus T. Judd



Well, there once was a feller named Willard McVane 
And he only had just one thought on his brain 
Every evening 'round midnight he'd sneak off alone 
And call the same lady on a pay telephone 
"It's me again, Margaret...are you there, Margaret? 
I know... I know it's you, Margaret... 
You don't know me, Margaret, but I know you"

Well, this upset the lady and it gave her the blues 
So she called up the police, said "What do I do?" 
The Chief of Detectives came round to her home 
And eavesdropped upon them on her upstairs phone 
"It's me again, Margaret...are you naked? 
Well, they called up Ma Bell and they traced him on down 
To a funky old phone booth on the outskirts of town 
It was there that the Vice Squad with their field glasses read 
The lips of that amorous man as he said 
"It's me again, Margaret...hello? Is this Margaret? 
Bet you can't guess what I'm doing..."

Well, they cuffed him and they dragged him to the jailhouse downtown 
And they allowed him one phone call 'fore the jailer came round 
Well, he wet his chapped lips and he cleared his young throat 
And he dialed up the number and softly he spoke 
"It's me again, Margaret...They got me, Margaret
You won't miss me, Margaret 
But I'll miss you... hoo hoo 

And when I get out I'll come over and we'll have a party 
And I'll bring a live chicken.. and some peach preserves! 
Oh, we'll have a real good time..."

It's Magic
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne
First release by: Tony Martin - 1947
Covered by multiple other artists



You sigh, the song begins, you speak and I hear violins
It's magic
The stars desert the skies and rush to nestle in your eyes
It's magic

Without a golden wand or mystic charms
Fantastic things begin when I am in your arms

When we walk hand-in-hand, the world becomes a wonderland
It's magic
How else can I explain those rainbows when there isn't rain?
It's magic

Why do I tell me myself these things that happen are all really true
When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you?

It's magic

It's magic

Why do I tell me myself these things that happen are all really true
When in my heart I know the magic is my love for you? 

Snow For Johnny
Composer(s): Fred Carter; Conway Twitty
Performer(s): Burl Ives


Please send some snow
Some snow for Johnny
He wants to build
A big snowman

It was a week just before Christmas
Way down in Lousianne
A little boy was kneeling by his bed
In a manner poised and grand

I listened as he said his prayers
His voice came soft and low
He said, "God tell Saint Nicholas
To send a little snow"

Please send some snow
Some snow for Johnny
He wants to build
A big snowman

I'd like to build a snowman
Like the other children do
I've got an old top hat, and a walking cane
Got a big long cigarre too

Yes everything is ready
And I'm all set to go
How can I build a snowman
When I haven't any snow

Please send some snow
Some snow for Johnny
He wants to build
A big snowman

Now, early chrismtmas morning
Much to his surprise
Snowflakes by the millions
Were falling from the skies

Down the stairs and out-of-doors
As fast as he could go
So happy that Saint Nicholas
Had sent a little snow

Thanks for the snow
The snow for Johnny
Now he can build
A big snowman

Thanks for the snow
The snow for Johnny
Now he can build
A big snowman

Thanks for the snow
The snow for Johnny
Now he can build
A big snowman

It’s Love, Love, Love 
Composer(s): Mack David; Alex Kramer; Joan Whitney
Performer(s): Guy Lombardo 
and multiple other artists



Imagine you imagining that you love me
And starting on a family tree
Imagine starting on a family tree
The mama is you and the papa is me

If your heart goes bumpety-bump
It’s love love love
If your throat comes up with a lump
It’s love love love
If your knees go knockety-knock
It’s love love love
If you cuckoo like a cuckoo in the clock
It’s love love love

Imagine you imagining a cosy flat
Complete with running dog and cat
Imagine having running dog and cat
And we will have ‘welcome’ on top of the mat

If your heart goes bumpety-bump
It’s love love love
If your throat comes up with a lump
It’s love love love
If your knees go knockety-knock
It’s love love love
If you cuckoo like a cuckoo in the clock
It’s love love love