Summer Wine
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
First release by: Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Le Vin De L'été (Marie Laforêt & Gérard Klein)
1969 - Ci Sono Fiori (Dalida)



(Nancy):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things

(Lee):
I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
A song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said lets pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(Nancy):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Ohhh-oh summer wine

(Lee):
My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(Nancy):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine

(Lee):
When I woke up the sun was shining in my eyes
My silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
She took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime
And left me cravin' for more summer wine
Ohh-oh-oh summer wine

(Nancy):
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine
Mmm-mm summer wine 

You Keep Coming Back Like A Song
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists



Can't run away from you, dear
I've tried so hard but I fear
You'll always follow me near and far
Just when I think that I'm set
Just when I've learned to forget
I close my eyes, dear, and there you are

You keep coming back like a song
A song that keeps saying, remember

The sweet used-to-be
That was once you and me
Keeps coming back like an old melody

The perfume of roses in May
Returns to my room in December

From out of the past where forgotten things belong
You keep coming back like a song

Le Vin De L'été
((Adapted from: Summer Wine (Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood) - 1966))
((Italian Version: Ci Sono Fiori (Dalida) - 1969))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Marie Laforêt & Gérard Klein - 1969



(Elle:)
Le miel de l'amour qu'on boit jusqu'à se griser
C'est cela que l'on nomme le vin de l'été

(Lui:)
Je suis venu d'une autre ville, en étranger
Portant une bourse d'argent à mon gilet

(Elle:)
Le bel étranger sur ta route, moi je vais
Te faire goûter le vin de l'été
Oh oh de l'été
Le miel de l'amour qu'on boit jusqu'à se griser
C'est cela que l'on nomme le vin de l'été
Enlève ton gilet et ta bourse dorée
Et viens goûter le vin de l'été
Oh oh de l'été

(Lui:)
Mais le lendemain quand j'ai voulu me lever
Le sol roulait comme un bateau dessous mes pieds

(Elle:)
Tu as trop bu ou pas assez, reviens, je vais
Te redonner le vin de l'été
Oh oh de l'été

(Lui:)
Le miel de l'amour qu'on boit jusqu'à se griser
C'est cela que l'on nomme le vin de l'été

(Elle:)
Enlève ton gilet et ta bourse dorée
Et viens goûter le vin de l'été
Oh oh de l'été

(Lui:)
A mon réveil le soleil me brûlait les yeux
Le vin cognait comme un fou dans ma tête en feu

(Elle:)
Et moi j'étais partie et sa bourse dorée
Évanouie dans le vin de l'été
Oh oh de l'été

(Ensemble:)
Le miel de l'amour qu'on boit jusqu'à se griser
C'est cela que l'on nomme le vin de l'été

(Elle:)
Enlève ton gilet et ta bourse dorée...

You Just Can't Play A Sad Song On A Banjo
Composer(s): Paul Buskirk; Russell Jackson
Performer(s): Willie Nelson



Now we all know the violin plays sweetly 
And the steel guitar thrills all the world completely 
But for all around good fun there's really only one 
And it's round and firm and fully packed and puts the blues on the run 
And you just can't play a sad song on the banjo 
A banjo tune will have to make you smile 
And when you're feeling low and melancholy just pick up the ol' banjo by golly 
'Cause you just can't play a sad song on the banjo 

(guitar)

Now bad news just won't hang around the banjo 
Old dismal gloom will have to disappear 
A sad song can't be played so please don't be afraid 
'Cause you just can't play a sad song on the banjo

Summer Wind
((Adapted from: Der Sommerwind (by Grethe Ingmann) - 1965))
((Dutch Version: Die Zomernacht (by Will Tura) - 2009))
Composer(s): Heinz Meier - Hans Bradtke - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Wayne Newton - 1965
and multiple other artists



The summer wind came blowin' in
From across the sea
It lingered there so warm and fair 

All summer long
we sang a song
And then we strolled on golden sand
Two friends
and the summer wind 

Like painted skies, those days and nights
They went flying by
The world was new
Beneath the bright blue
Umbrella sky 

Then softer than
That piper man
One day, it called to you
And I lost you
I lost you to
The summer wind 

The autumn wind
And the winter winds
They have come and they have gone
And still those days
Those lonely days
They go on and on
And guess who sighs his lullabies
To all the nights that never end?
My fickle friend
The summer wind

You Hurt Me
Performer(s): Little Willie John



Last night you told me
That we were through
And all the time, I thought
That your love was true

You-ooo hurt me, you hurt me so
You know you hurt me
When you let me go

You always told me
We'd never, ever part
But now you turn around
And break my loving heart

You hurt me, you hurt me so
You know you hurt me
When you let me go

I'm beggin', please come back to me!
A life is now at stake
An' if you don't soon return
You're gonna drive me to my grave

You hurt me, you hurt me so
You know you hurt me
When you let me go
Umm

(Instrumental & guitar)

I'm beggin', please come back to me!
A life is now at stake
If you don't soon return
You're gonna drive me to my grave

You hurt me, you hurt me so
You know you hurt me
When you let me go

Ooh, you hurt me
You hurt me
You hurt me so

You know you hurt me
When you let me go

Video Games
Composer(s): Ronnie Jones - Jürgen S. Korduletsch - C. Schultze
Performer(s): Ronnie Jones; Mick Rowley



Hold it baby, touch it baby
Try to make a play
Squeeze it, push it try, to tease it
Tilt, and you’re blame to blame

Join me baby, try it baby
Play me it’s no crime
Hit the target, top the score
Back to the starting line

Pinball hockey, tennis, ping pong
Play them Video Games,
Speedway, Starwars, Space Invaders
Love them just the same

Your turn, my turn
Competition’s gettino to my brain
Your score, my score, low score, high score
Stop and play again

Turn, turn on the video
Can’t play on the radio
Turn off reality
Bring, bring out the worst in me

Video Video Video Video
Video Games

Oops I missed a play, oops I missed a play
Oops I missed again, oops I missed again

Freeze it, tease it, don’t get caught
Video games accepts no fault
Hit that target, top that score
If you can’t get out the door

You Hit The Nail On The Head
Composer(s): George Clinton;
Bernie Worrell; Clarence Haskins
Performer(s): Funkadelic



You hit the nail on the head

You hit the nail on the head

Just because you win the fight
Don't make you right
Just because you give
Don't make you good
Don't make you good
Don't make you good
Don't make you good

Just because you win the fight
Don't make you right
Just because you give
Don't make you good
Don't make you good
Don't make you good
Don't make you good
Don't make you good

Ahh, somebody said?
Somebody there is crying
Somebody said it's?

Summer Sweetheart
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - Paul Klein
Performer(s): The Ames Brothers



Tell me that you love me
Say I'm not a summer sweetheart
Left to cry when summer laughter's gone
And tell me that you need me
Say i'm not a summer sweetheart
Left alone with winter coming on
And tell me when the beach umbrella's are no longer on the sand
When leaves fall on the tennis court we'll still be hand in hand
Oh let me hear you say
Tho we began as summer sweethearts we found love that never will be old
A summer love that never will grow cold
Oh let me hear you say
Tho we began as summer sweethearts we found love that never will be old
A summer love that never will grow cold

You Helped Me Up (When The World Let Me Down)
Composer(s): Cile Davis; Carmen Holland; Clyde Pitts
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis



Taking in consideration honey all that we've been through
A thousand gossip touted tongues can't stop my loving you
You broke the chains of misery that had me tightly bound
Yes you helped me up when the world let me down
You helped me up and stood by me everyway our luck was down
My party friends from the party days no longer were around
You saw in me a quality that no one else has found
Yes you helped me up when the world let me down

(piano)

You helped me up and stood by me everyway our luck was down
Through your eyes you saw a king and the world saw only a clown (yes they did)
My problems all were solved the day your sweet love Jerry found
Yes you helped me up when the world let me down
You helped me up when the world let me down (that's right baby)

Summer Sounds
Composer(s): Roy Bennett - Sid Tepper
Performer(s): Robert Goulet



Happy summer sounds
The summer sounds I love

Listen to the music of the carousel
The tinglelingle, lingle of the icecream bell
Splishing and a splashing and a moonlight swim
Roaring up the waves when you're surfing in

June, July and August play a symphony
Under starry skies above
Happy summer sounds
The summer sounds I love

The travelling on a steamboat on a sunday cruise
The sizzle of the hotdogs and a barbecue
The swinging of a rollercoaster way up high
The whistles on the beach when "a peach" goes by

Summer time is here
Wake up and come alive
Put away scarf and blouse
Here come summer sounds, 
The summer sounds I love

Summer time is here
Wake up and come alive
Put away scarf and blouse
Together now 

"Here come summer sounds
Summer sounds, summer sounds
Here come summer sounds
The summer sounds I love"

You Have
Composer(s): Marc Almond
Performer(s): Marc Almond



Oh you have the saddest eyes
That I have ever seen
Secret sorrows of a heart
That breaks so easily
Don't let me catch you crying
Don't let me catch you crying

Watching through the pane of glass
The final silent scenes
You became a fading face
In morning's half forgotten dream
Don't let me catch you crying
Just hear the sad breeze sighing

You have
You have

You have the first ice of winter
I have the first rain of summer
You have the sad signs of sorrow
I have to leave you tomorrow
Words on a torn piece of paper
Escape from the window forever
Memories don't seem to matter
When crushed under heel in the gutter

Oh you have the saddest eyes
That I have ever seen
Secret sorrows of a heart
That breaks so easily
Don't let me catch you crying
Just hear the sad breeze sighing

You have
You have

I wander out along the rain washed streets
Blinded with tears
And kicking cans
Wrecked and wild
With an ever-crushing loneliness
Feverish and tousled
With an ever-crushing love
I know I won't find any answers here
I know my pleading voice bounds back an echo
It ricochets back down the cavernous alley
Hey don't be a stranger
Sad how misguided and confused
We suffer inside
Stumbling from one shaky stepping stone
To another
Reaching out for a blind, blind love
Reaching out for a blind, blind love

Small we fall easy prey to self-pity
Wishing I was with you on the other side
Maybe tomorrow I'll join you in Paradise
Maybe tomorrow I'll join you in Paradise

Summer Snow
Composer(s): Lou Christie - Twyla Herbert
Performer(s): Lou Christie



Summer snow oh oh oh oh, falling, falling 
Snow (sha ooo ha oh) oh oh 
Warm is the heart of a lover in (summertime ah, summertime ah) 
Warm is the heart of a lover like a (summer sand oh, summer sand oh) 
But when she walks in the sun with someone that's new 
Suddenly summer snow will start to fall on you 

Summer snow oh oh oh oh, falling, falling 
Snow (sha ooo ha oh) oh oh 
Cold & alone is the feeling when you (walk the shore ah, walk the shore ah) 
Cold & alone is the feeling when you (kiss some more ah, kiss some more ah) 
But when she walks in the sun with someone that's new 
Suddenly summer snow will start to fall on you 

Summer snow oh oh oh oh, falling, falling 
Snow (sha ooo ha oh) oh oh 
Bright sun, no no no that's not for me 
Tears Land, white summer for me 

Snow oh oh oh oh, falling, falling 
Snow (sha ooo ha oh) oh oh 
(Sha ooo ha oh) wo 
(Sha ooo ha oh) summer snow 
(Sha ooo ha oh) wo 
(Sha ooo ha oh) oh  ...

You Had To Be There
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert; Antoine Le Grand
Performer(s): Steve Lawrence



You can say I'm lazy, slowly goin' crazy
Longin' for a taste of New York air
But what's the since of talking, wastin' my breath
Cause I guess that you just had to be there

When all the candy was a nickel, people weren't fickel
No one had a dime, but did they care
Talk about the good times, they were the best
But I guess that you just had to be there

A stick, a ball, a street was all we ever needed
And we were happy, happier then
So when I die I hope they say he overdosed on reminisin'
NYC is you I'm missin'

Give me a New Yorker, any old New Yorker
Bet we got a million songs to share
Laughin' on the outside, slightly depressed
Cause you know I'll like to be there, guess you had to be there
If I could only be there now

Music interlude

A stick, a ball, a street was all we ever needed
And we were happy, happier then
So when I die I hope they say he overdosed on reminesin'
NYC is you I'm missin'

Give me a New Yorker, any old New Yorker
I'll Bet we got a million songs to share
Laughin' on the outside, slightly depressed
Cause you know I'll like to be there, guess you had to be there
If I could only be there now

Summer Sand
Composer(s): Russell Brown - Irwin Levine
Performer(s): Tony Orlando & Dawn



Tonight I'm yours
And you are mine, now
But is it love
Or just summertime, now?
Ooh, the time is right
Come hold me tight
Let's grab onto the love that we can borrow
And let's not hang each other up
With words that we'll forget about tomorrow
'Cause the things we write in the summer sand
The "I love you"'s and the future plans
Disappear, slip right through your hand
Like this warm, soft bed of summer sand
You got someone
And so do I, now
Our hearts are locked in
So why should we lie, now?
Bathe with me in harmony
Let's sing our summer song and sing it sweetly
For we can't stop the autumn wind that blows away
The summer sand completely
Yes, the things we write in the summer sand
The "I love you"'s and the future plans
Disappear, slip right through your hand
Like this warm, soft bed of summer sand
Oh, the time is right
Come hold me tight
Let's grab onto the love that we can borrow
And let's not hang each other up
With words that we'll forget about tomorrow
'Cause the things we write in the summer sands
The "I love you"'s and the future plans
Disappear, slip right through your hand
Like this warm, soft bed of summer sand
Things we write in the summer sand
The "I love you"'s and the future plans
Disappear, slip right through your hand
Like this warm, soft bed of summer sand

You Gotta Stop
Composer(s): Bill Giant; Bernie Baum; Florence Kaye
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



Baby you've been lying to me
Now I'm onto you
It's the same old song
But it doesn't ring true

That's right, you're wrong again
Time to change and put you on your own again
You've had your way too long
Time for me to be moving on

You gotta stop, you're wrong again
Stop that song again
You've been steppin' out, wild and fancy free
Now you've had your fun and you're running back to me
It just can't be if there's no harmony
Then stop!

That's all, let's break it up
You've had me fooled, now I'm wakin' up
I see right through your lies
You made me open my eyes

You gotta stop, you're wrong again
Stop that song again
It's too late now, I've made up my mind
Being here with you is just a waste of time
Nothing to say so I'll be on my way
Stop!

(Instrumental Break)

You gotta stop, you're wrong again
Stop that song again
It's too late now, I've made up my mind
Being here with you is just a waste of time
It just can't be if there's no harmony
Then stop!

Stop, you're wrong again
Stop that song again
Stop, you're wrong again
You gotta stop that song again
Stop!

Summer Rain 
Composer(s): James Hendricks
Performer(s): Johnny Rivers



Summer rain taps on my window 
West wind soft as a sweet dream 
My love warm as the sunshine 
Sittin' here by me, she's here by me 

She stepped out on the rainbow 
Golden hair shinin' like moonglow 
Warm lips soft as a soul 
Sittin' here by me, yeah, she's here by me 

All summer long we spent dancin' in the sand 
And the jukebox kept on playin' "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" 

We sailed into the sunset 
Drifted home caught by a gulf stream 
Never gave a thought for tomorrow 
Just let tomorrow be, let tomorrow be

She wants to live in the Rockies 
She says that's where we'll find peace 
Settle down, raise up a family 
To call our own, yeah, we'll have a home 

All summer long we spent groovin' in the sand 
Everybody kept on playin' "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" 

Winter snow drifts by my window 
North wind blowin' like thunder 
Our love's burnin' like fire 
And she's here by me, yeah, she's here with me 
Let tomorrow be 

You Gotta S-m-i-l-e To Be H-a-p-p-y
Composer(s): Mack Gordon; Harry Revel
Performer(s): Shirley Temple



If something may upset you
Don't ever let it get you down
Don't wear a frown

If fortune should forsake you
Don't ever let it make you sigh
Keep shooting high

Be a crooner, not a groaner, never kick
Here's a spelling lesson
That will do the trick

You've got to S-M-I-L-E
To be H-A-double-P-Y
Keep it in mind when you're blue
It's easy to spell and just as easy to do
You gotta S-M-I-L-E
It's gonna help considerably
Just keep your chin up and give it a try
And you'll find silver lined clouds in the sky
You've gotta S-M-I-L-E
To be H-A-double-P-Y

Ladies and gentlemen, just for fun
I'd like to sing this song again
The way it would be done, by...
Al Jolson, Eddie Cantor, and last but not least
That swingable pair, Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire

You've gotta S-M-I-L-E, oh, like the birdies
Birdies, birdies up in the trees
Pretty flowers, April showers, my Mammy
Life is divine at a quarter to nine
You've simply gotta S-M-I-L-E
'Cos potatoes are cheaper you see
I won't spend a nickel, I won't spend a sou
I just want to spend one hour with you
S-M-I-L-E
Parkayakarkus with Ida, Mammy!

Summer Rain
Composer(s): Robbie Seidman - Maria Vidal
First release by: Belinda Carlisle - 1990



Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain
I can hear him saying
Nothing will change
Come dancing with me baby
In the summer rain

I remember the rain on our skin
And his kisses hotter than the
Santa Ana winds
Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain

I remember laughing til we almost cried
(There at station that night)
I remember looking in his eyes

Oh my love, it's you and that I dream of
Oh my love, since that day
Somewhere in my heart I'm always
Dancing with you in the summer rain

Doesn't matter what I do now
Doesn't matter what I say
Somewhere in my heart I'm always
Dancing with you in the summer rain

I can hear the whistle
Military train
I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain
I can here him singing
Ooh "Love Is Strange"
Come dance with me baby
In the summer rain

I remember the rain pouring down
And we poured our hearts out
As the train pulled out
I can see my baby
Waving from the train
It was last time that I saw him
In the summer rain

Every time I see the lightening
Every time I hear the thunder
Every time I close the window
When this happens in the summer
Oh the night is so inviting
I can feel that you are so close
I can feel you when the wind blows
Blows right through my heart

Every night and every day now 
Though I know you've gone away 
Somewhere in my heart I'm always 
Dancing with you in the summer rain

You Gotta Move
Composer(s): Mississippi Fred McDowell
Performer(s): Townes Van Zandt;
and various other artists



You gotta move 
You gotta move 
You gotta move, child 
You gotta move 
Oh, when the Lord gets ready 
You gotta move 

You may be high 
You may be low 
You may be rich, child 
You may be poor 
But when the Lord gets ready 
You gotta move 

You see that woman 
Who walks the street 
You see that police 
Upon his beat 
But then the Lord gets ready 
You gotta move 

You gotta move