Station Man
Composer(s): Danny Kirwan - John McVie - Jeremy Spencer
Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac



Station Man
I've been waiting
Can you tell me
When we're leaving

Midnight train
Now is leaving

Engine screaming

ah, ah
ah, ah
ah, ah
ah, ah

Where I'm going I don't know
But you tell me I must go
When we're leaving I don't know
But you tell me now

I see it's coming
And bringing something
This train of lovin'
I see it's comin'
I feel it's runnin'
This train of lovin'
From ages past

Station Man
I've been waiting
Can you tell me
When we're leaving

Him Or Me (What's It Gonna Be?)
Composer(s): Mark Lindsay; Terry Melcher
Performer(s): Paul Revere;
and various other artists



Chorus: 
Now have you got yourself a brand new baby
Don't tell me maybe
Is it so? I got to know 
What's it gonna be?
Him or me? Him or me? 
Him or me? Him or me?

I can still recall when you told me I was all
Every thing you looked for in a man
But I know that it's not true
I've seen the way he looks at you 
And I think you're gonna hang me up again 

chorus

So if you'd be so kind would you please make up your mind 
I won't share your lovin' with another man 
And if you see things my way
Could you let me know today
But if you decide it's him I'll change my plans

Let Me Cry
Composer(s): Dani Milev - Elina Gavrilova
First performance by: Mariana Popova - 2006



(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
(Please let me cry, just let me cry)
 
Told you I was aware
I have feelings to share with you
Something's over for good
(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
Love, passion, cheerful mood
(Honey, honey)
The truth
 
Let's say goodbye
And never back again, let me cry
I wanted you, you wanted to lie
I knew that it would happen this way, yeah
 
(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
(Please let me cry, just let me cry) Oh...
 
Learning how to obey
(Honey, honey, honey, honey)
Lost my heart and my face
(Honey, honey)
My soul
 
Let's say goodbye
And never back again, let me cry
I wanted you, you wanted to lie
I knew that it would happen this way, yeah
 
Oh... oh... oh... yeah...
 
Let's say goodbye
And never back again, let me cry
I wanted you, you wanted to lie
I knew that it would happen this way
 
Let's say goodbye

Him
Composer(s): Rupert Holmes
Performer(s): Rupert Holmes



Over by the window, there's a pack of cigarettes
Not my brand you understand
Sometimes the girl forgets
She forgets to hide them
I know who left those smokes behind
She'll say, oh, he's just a friend
And I'll say, oh, I'm not blind
to..

(chorus)
Him him him, what's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to live without him
It's him or it's me, me me
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him

Don't know what he looks like
Don't know who he is
Don't know why she thought that I 
would say what's mine is his
I dont want to own her
But I can't let her have it both ways
Three is one too many of us
She leaves with me or stays
with..

(chorus)

Him him him, what's she gonna do about Him?
She's gonna have to live without him
It's him or it's me, me me
No one gets to get it for free
It's me or it's him

If she wants him she can have him
Just exactly how we once were
It's goodbye to he and I
and back to me and her
Without..

(chorus)
Him, him, him, what's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to live without him
It's him or it's me, me, me
No one gets to get it for free
Time for me to make the girl see
It's me or it's him

(repeat chorus)

Statesboro Blues
Composer(s): Blind Willie McTell
First release by: Blind Willie McTell - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists



Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve, baby
To turn Uncle John from your door

I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues
I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues
Well I looked over in the corner baby
And grandpa seemed to have them too

Well, my mama died and left me
My papa died and left me
I ain't good lookin baby
But I'm someone sweet and kind

I'm goin to the country, baby do ya wanna go?
If you can't make it baby
Your sister Lucille said she'd wanna go
And I'd sure wanna take her

I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Lord, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah
Treat her like a dog gone queen

Lord, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, well turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve, baby
To turn Uncle John from your door

Hilversum III
Performer(s): Herman Van Veen



Vroeger werd gezongen en gefloten in de straat
had de slagersjongen nog een opera paraat
de metselaar kon zingend op de steiger staan
de melkboer lengde fluitend zijn melk een beetje aan

Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem

Alle venters hadden eigen aria's
voor sprot en haring, voor begonia's
Zelfs in fabrieken kwam van overal
toch weer een liedje door de grote hal

Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem

Tussen het geratel van machines door
klonk in de confectie een mooi meisjeskoor
dromend van de prins van... weet ik veel
die ze zou ontvoeren naar zijn luchtkasteel

Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem

Je T'adore
Composer(s): Niclas Kings - Lisa Greene - Niklas Bergwall - Kate Ryan
First performance by: Kate Ryan - 2006



Ah...
The sum of all my fantasies
That's everything you are to me
 
You came around and made my senses fly
Shook me up when you took me to the sky
Never thought that I could ever get this high
 
Je t'adore and I can't conceal it
Je t'adore, anyone can see it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
 
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, only you can break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
(Je t'adore)
 
Bye bye to all the lies I've heard
You made a different kind of girl
 
You spun me out and you made my senses fly
Shook me up when you took me to the sky
Never thought that I could ever get this high
 
Je t'adore and I can't conceal it
Je t'adore, anyone can see it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
Ooh yeah...
 
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, only you can break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
Ooh... je t'adore
 
You're the rush that I missed
Made a wish that I'd feel a kiss
Just like this
 
Je t'adore, yeah, you made me feel it
Je t'adore, and I really mean it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
(Everything I've ever waited for)
 
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, baby, don't you break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
 
(Oh...)
Je t'adore

Hillman
Composer(s): Benny Martin
Performer(s): Benny Martin



I slept on a dirt floor cold and damp
Strained my eyes by a coal oil lamp
Chopped up wood for a heatin' stove
Bathed in a tub behind the store
Hillman is nature's buddy
He'll walk bare-footed when the roads are muddy
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo

Every hillman that I've seen yet
He knows how to fiddle and to call a set
They all live happy till life is spent
And when they kick the bucket, it's an accident
Hillman is nature's buddy
He knows everything from a buck to a buzzard
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo

I judge my friends by the deeds they do
The side of a beef is a mountain dew
You can tell when a hillman's got his knot
He's got three cards on a cement block
Hillman ain't scared of trouble
He guards his life with a gun that's double
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Daddy worked hard for a dollar a day
He'll nap that total but he'll never behave
Friends play holes that Daddy dug
Want a bath, with a path, no shower, no tub
Hillman is nature's buddy
He'll walk bare-footed when the roads are muddy
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo
Hillman is nature's buddy
He knows everything from a buck to a buzzard
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-ooooh
Hillman ain't scared of trouble
He guards his life with a gun that's double
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oooh

The Stately Homes Of England
Composer(s): Noël Coward
Performer(s): Noël Coward
and multiple other artists



Lord Elder, Lord Borrowmere, Lord Sickert and Lord Camp
With ev'ry virtue, with ev'ry grace
Are what avails the sceptred race

Here you see the four of us
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed
We know how Caesar conquer'd Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball
Apart from this, our education
Lacks coordination
Tho' we're young and rather tentative
We're rip-re-presentative
Scions of a noble breed
We are the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately seems to have run to seed!

The stately homes of England how beautiful they stand
To prove the upper classes have still the upper hand
Tho' the fact they have to be rebuilt
And frequently mortgag'd to the hilt
Is inclin'd to take the gilt off the gingerbread
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son
But still we won't be beaten
We'll scrimp and screw and save
The playing fields of Eton have made us frightfully brave
And tho' if the Van Dykes have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein grand
We'll stand by the stately homes of England

Have you seen the pick of us
You may be heartily sick of us
Still with sense we're all imbued
Our homes command extensive views
And with assistance from the Jews
We have been able to dispose of
Rows and rows and rows of
Gainsboroughs and Lawrences
Some sporting prints of Aunt Florences
Some of which we rather rude
Altho' we sometimes flaunt our family conventions
Our good intentions 
Mustn't be misconstrued

The stately homes of England we proudly represent
We only keep them up for Americans to rent
Tho' the pipes that supply the bathroom burst
And the lavat'ry makes you fear the worst
It was used by Charles the first (quite informally)
And later by George the fourth on a journey north
The state apartments keep their historical reknown
It's wiser not to sleep there in case they tumble down
But still if they ever catch on fire
Which with any luck they might
We'll fight for the stately homes of England

The stately homes of England tho' rather in the lurch
Provide a lot of chances for psychical research
There's a ghost of a crazy younger son
Who murder'd in thirteen fifty one
An extremely rowdy nun (who resented it)
And people who come to call
Meet her in the hall
The baby in the guest wing who crouches by the grate
Was wall'd up in the west wing in fourteen twenty eight
If anyone spots the Queen of Scots in a hand embroider'd shroud
We're proud of the stately homes of England

Hillbilly Hollywood
Composer(s): Vince Melamed; Jim Photoglo
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band



I can still remember my first guitar
Bright and shiny like a brand new car
Even took it with me when I went to school
And I practiced every day till I got real good

I learned every lick on the radio
From Wabash Cannon to Go Johnny Go
I majored in rhythm with a minor in blues
Then I hit the road with my blue suede shoes

And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
Hillbilly Hollywood

I played some bars where you never wanna go
From Oklahoma city down to Tupelo
My ears would be ringing like an old fire bell
When I'd lay me down in some cheap hotel

And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
Hillbilly Hollywood

And I pray before too long
They will hear my song

And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
I dreamed grand old opry on a saturday night standing . .
Hillbilly Hollywood Hillbilly Hollywood Hillbilly Hollywood

Mum
Composer(s): Sergey Sukhomlin - Andrey Kostiugov
First performance by: Polina Smolova - 2006



All I tell you, Ma – my heart on fire
Say me no more that he's an arrant liar
I feel so safe 'cause I know he's good
The guys before him were a sort of junk food
 
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my dream
 
I beg you, Ma – some comprehension
We got like strangers due to the tension
Just remember yourself in your teens
And all years after, here is what it means:
 
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
 
Never say me, Mama, he is too dangerous
Love can make us broken, but it makes us fly
Let me love him, Mama, don't sigh, don't cry
Be my friend, oh Mama, the passion is right
 
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
 
Mama, Mama, Mama
Mama, Mama, Mama
Mama, Mama, Mama
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
 
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
I know for sure that he's my...
I know for sure that he's my dream

Hillbilly Girl With The Blues
Composer(s): Lacy J. Dalton
Performer(s): Lacy J. Dalton



Friends I know darn well
That I'm headed straight for hell
If I keep on livin' the crazy way I do
But I really have to say
I have come a long, long way
For a hillbilly girl with the blues

If you think my songs too rough
Please recall the road's been tough
Do not judge me, Darlin' till you've worn my shoes
I have never tried to hide
How I really feel inside
I'm just a hillbilly girl with the blues

Someday soon I'll settle down
In some quiet little town
And I won't look back till I leave these blues behind
I'm gonna play my old guitar
Praise the Lord and pass the jar
I'm gonna seek myself a little peace of mind

Don't ya know these city lights
Can really blind a country girl
People often think she's too green to refuse
But there's nothin' worse than neon
When the mornin' sun shines through
To a hillbilly girl, to a hillbilly girl
To a hillbilly girl with the blues
With the blues

State Of The World
Composer(s): James Harris - Janet Jackson - Terry Lewis
Performer(s): Janet Jackson



Five A.M. rise and shine
To feed the baby before he starts to cry
No rest, no time to play
15, the mother is a runaway
No time for dreams or goals
Pressure is so strong
Her body she has sold so her child can eat
What is happening to this world we live in
In our home and other lands

Drugs and crime spreadin' on the streets
People can't find enough to eat
Now our kids can't go out and play
That's the state of the world today

Lil' Johnny all alone
His only friend, the doll he carries with him
Goes to school each and every day
To be teased because he has no place to stay
This young and homeless boy feels his life is
worthless
Instead of suicide he cries himself to sleep
And it's happenin' to this world we live in
There's got to be a better way

Drugs and crime spreadin' on the streets
People can't find enough to eat
Now our kids can't go out and play
That's the state of the world today

Can't give up hope now
Let's weather the storm together

Hill Country Rain 
Composer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker



Sometimes I just wake up hummin'
Feelin' like the world is right
Want to jump right up and run outside
And take in the morning light
And feel the music running through me
makes me want to dance
Clap my hands and dance
Sometimes it just takes my lady
To smile and make my day complete
And when she's touching me
I feel free and easy to be me
Lucky to be alive
Feelin' alright
Take a walk outside
People they tell me now,
You're living too fast
Slow down now Jerry boy
Take it easy let some of life pass
But I don't lnow no other way
Got to live it day to day
But if I die before my time
When I leave I'm leaving nothing behind
When I leave I'm leaving nothing behind
'Cause I got a feeling
Something that I can't explain
It's like dancing naked
In that high hill country rain
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
I'll get by best I can
Lovin' is my will to live
It makes me laugh
Want to sing and dance
Clap my hands, yeah!

Sense Tu
Composer(s): Joan Anton Rechi - Rafael Artesero
First performance by: Jenny - 2006



Mai abans m'he sentit al final del camí
I ara sé que és així
No hi ha res que puguem salvar
Ara sé que aquest cop he perdut la partida
Ha arribat el final

I sé que no hi ha solució
Buscaré una raó per sortir d'aquest món sense tu

Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel, he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
Són tan llargues les nits sola en el meu llit
Sense tu, sense tu

I no sé com puc escapar
Vull fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que sé que al final guanyaré

Oblidar-te em fa mal
Desentendre'm del que ha passat
És difícil saber que és molt dur el que m'espera
Sense tu al meu costat

Sé que no puc somiar
El passat ha passat i no torna
Cal que miri endavant, cal que aprengui a estimar
Sense tu

Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel, he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
Són tan llargues les nits sola en el meu llit
Sense tu, sense tu

I no sé com puc escapar
Vull fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que sé que al final guanyaré

Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
He perdut aquest joc, oblidant el que sóc
Sense tu, sense tu

Ara sé que puc escapar
Puc fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que saps que al final, jo he guanyat

Sense tu, sense tu, sense tu 

Hi-Lili, Hi-Lo
Composer(s): Bronislau Kaper; Helen Deutsch
Performer(s): Leslie Caron & Mel Ferrer;
and various other artists



On every tree there sits a bird
Singing a song of love
On every tree there sits a bird
And every one I ever heard
Could break my heart
Without a word
Singing a song of love

A song of love is a sad song
Hi-li Hi-lili Hi-lo
A song of love is a song of woe
Don't ask me how I know
A song of love is a sad song
For I have loved and it's so

Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili....Hi-lo

A tear for him, a tear for me
A tear for the love he swore
A tear for him and one for me
And one for under the tree
And one for wherever my love may be
And then I shall weep no more

A song of love is a sad song
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
A song of love is a song of woe
Don't ask me how I know
A song of love is a sad song
For I have loved and it's so

Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili....Hi-lo

State Of Shock
Composer(s): Michael Jackson - Randy Hansen
Performer(s): The Jacksons; Mick Jagger



Yeah, come on, babe 

Gotta be mine 
'Cause you're so fine 
I like your style 
It makes me wild 
You take it to me good 
Yeah, like you know you should 
You get me on my knees 
But please, baby, please 

Listen 
She looks so great 
Everytime I see her face 
She put me in a state 
A state of shock 

We're doin' it 
Come on, babe 
Come on, baby 
Come on, let me hear it 

She put me on my knees 
Please, baby, please 
I know you like to tease 
But please, baby, please 
You take it to me good 
Like you know you should 
I love the way you walk 
And talk, baby, talk 

Listen 
She looks so great 
Everytime I see her face 
She put me in a state 
A state of shock 

She put me 
Come over here 
No, come over here 
Talk, talk to me 
You put me in 
You know I really love you, babe 

You know I really want you, mama 
You got me paralyzed 
You got me paralyzed, mama 
You got me catatonic 
You got me catatonic, baby 
Got me supersonic 
You got me supersonic, baby 
I'm deep fried 
You know I'm deep fried 

Yeah, look what you've done to me 
Look what you've done to me 
Look what you've done to me 
Yeah, I can hardly moved 
You know, I need mouth to mouth resuscitation 
Come on, baby 
You know, I really love you, baby 
You know, I really want you, mama 
Yeah baby, just look at me, look at me 
You got me 
You got me, you got me, you got me in a state of shock 
You got me in 
Look at me, look at me, look at me 
Oh, look at me
Uhhhhh....ahh!

Hijos Del Rock 'N' Roll
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Zas



La gente baila por las calles de América
vienen al mango zumbando en las autopistas
Nadie que se cope mal
nadie que los intente parar
son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll

Sus cuerpos salen despedidos de un estéreo
con ese afán terrible de alcanzar lo etéreo.
Me hago una pregunta hermano
por qué cuesta tanto ser feliz?
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll

No te autocensures
la vida es un momento
pelá lo que tenés adentro
Es que si todos juntos
tocáramos el timbre
no habría que salir corriendo
No sufras tanto, nena
No pasa una, nena
no creo que pueda existir el infierno

La gente baila por las calles de América
Aún sin saber qué es lo que traen los "ochentas"
Ya no importa mucho eso
hay que aprovechar el envión
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll

No te autocensures
la vida es un momento
pelá lo que tenés adentro
Es que si todos juntos
tocáramos el timbre
no habría que salir corriendo
No sufras tanto, nena
No pasa una, nena
no creo que pueda existir el infierno

Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll

Without Your Love
Composer(s): Armen Martirosyan - Catherine Bekian
First performance by: André - 2006



Drumming hearts and your silent words of love
They still remain in the shades of night
Will you go? Will you ever save my storming soul?
I need to know
 
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
 
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, since I love you
 
Fly with me, take my wings and dream away
The stars will lead to the heavens' way
One's for sure:
There's a thousand ways to say goodbye
What you'll decide?
 
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
 
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, since I love you
 
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
 
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
 
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, because I love you

Hijo, Te Quiero
Performer(s): José Feliciano



Creí que tu mismo abrirías la puerta
y al despertar me bastaría con tu mano abierta
talvez cometo un error al no apresurar este adiós
a la fuerza mía la venció el dolor

Te quiero hijo te quiero
el mundo esta primero
lo repite el viento que te llama hoy
Te quiero hijo te quiero
no dejes que el recuerdo 
de este adulto necio vire tu timón

Llegó el momento de escuchar a la vida
vete muy lejos a donde no te alcancen mis heridas
vete a seguir el olor que despide un buen corazón
ve a pintarle al día todo tu color

Hijo te quiero, te quiero.....

Toda, toda mi alegría te la llevaste en tu andar
pero es hora de la vida y de tu felicidad
te quiero hijo te quiero
esta lágrima la brindo en la copa de mi amor
y que alumbre tu camino lo que dice mi canción

Te quiero, te quiero, sale a la vida
te quiero, te quiero adiós mi despedida