Sweet Virginia
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
First recording/First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1971/1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Wadin' through the waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues

Thank you for your wine, California
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes I got the desert in my toenail
And I hid the speed inside my shoe

But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
Got to scrape the shit right off you shoes

I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you come on, honey child, I beg you
I want you come on, honey child you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes

But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, come on down, I beg of you
Come on, come on down, you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes

You'll Know
Composer(s): Adamson; McHugh
Performer(s): Jane Russell



You’ll know, when it happens, you’ll know
You need no one to tell you
When it happens, you’ll know
And though you’ve been fooled in the past
When you meet with your real love
You’ll surrender at last

Those dreams you planned
All at once will come true
He’ll take your hand
And there’s nothing that you can do

You can go where he wants you to go
You need no one to tell you
When it happens, you’ll know

Sweet Violets
Composer(s): Cy Coben - Charles Randolph Grean
Performer(s): Putney Dandridge & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn where he gave her a lecture
On horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then if she did
They could get married and raise lots of
Sweet violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she call her father and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long
'Cause some one was doin' his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said
If you marry her son, you're better off single
'Cause it's always been my belief
Marriage will bring a man nothing but
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
The farmer decided he wed anyway
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit which he purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch
A standin' and waitin' in front of the
End of the story which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his
Sweet Violets
Sweeter than the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with sweet violets
Sweet Violets

You'll Get Sank, Mr. Yank!
Performer(s): "Cactus" Kato



You'll Get Sank, Mr. Yank!

You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
You should not have blocked our oil
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
Our anger's on the boil
Wait and see before we're done
The IJN will sink your guns
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
You don't know our Yamamoto
When he fights for his rights
You'll get hammered in the toto
You're a greedy, ugly bignose, running on an empty tank
You'll get sank, you'll get sank, Mr. Yank!

You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
Asia for the Asiatics
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
Down with bignose Yank fanatics
Wait and see before we're done
The IJN will sink your guns
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
You don't know our raging eagles
You'll get sank, Mr. Yank!
When we pounce upon your beagles
You'll get hammered in the toto
By Sakai and Hashimoto
You're a greedy, ugly bignose, running on an empty tank
You'll get sank, you'll get sank, Mr. Yank!

Sweet Transvestite
Composer(s): Richard O'Brien
First release by: Christopher Malcolm & Tim Curry - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



Dr. Frank-N-Furter:
How do you do
I see you've met my faithful handyman
He's just a little brought down because
When you knocked
He thought you were the candyman
Don't get strung out by the way I look
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania

Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
You look like you're both pretty groovy
Or if you want something visual
That's not too abysmal
We could take in an old Steeve Reeves movie

Brad:
I'm glad we caught you at home
Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry

Janet: 
Right!

Brad:
We'll just say where we are
Then go back to the car
We don't want to be any worry

Dr. Frank-N-Furter:
Well you got caught with a flat
Well how 'bout that
Well babies don't you panic
By the light of the night
It'll all seem alright
I'll get you a Satanic mechanic
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania
Why don't you stay for the night

Riff Raff: 
Night!

Dr. Frank-N-Furter: 
Or maybe a bite

Columbia: 
Bite!

Dr. Frank-N-Furter:
I could show you my favorite obsession
I've been making a man
With blonde hair and a tan
And he's good for relieving my tension
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania
Hit it! Hit it!
I'm just a sweet transvestite (Sweet Transvestite)
From Transexual (Transylvania)

So come up to the lab
And see what's on the slab
I see you shiver with anticipation
But maybe the rain
Isn't really to blame
So I'll remove the cause
But not the symptom

You'll Be Mine
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles



Well darling all the night
You'll be mine and I know
You'll be mine
Till you die
You'll be mine
And so all the night
You'll be mine
You'll be mine
And the stars
Always shine
You'll be mine
Oh
(My darling
When you burnt that toast the other morning I 
I looked into your eyes and I could see 
that National Health eyeball and I loved you, like I never done
I have never done before!)
Oh darling
In your eyes
And you'll be mine
You will be mine
You'll be mine
At the star and so
You'll be mine

Sweet Thing
Composer(s): Van Morrison
First release by: Van Morrison - 1968



And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain 

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
And you shall take me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I even felt the pain.
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again. 

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine
And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile.... 

You'll Be In My Heart
Composer(s): Phil Collins
Performer(s): Phil Collins;
and various other artists



Come stop your crying it will be alright
Just take my hand, hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here, don't you cry
For one so small you seem so strong
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm
This bond between us, can't be broken
I will be here, don't you cry

Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes you'll be in my heart
From this day on, now and forever more

You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here in my heart always..

Why can't they understand the way we feel?
They just don't trust, what they can't explain
I know we're different but, deep inside us
We're not that different at all

Don't listen to them, what do they know?
We need each other to have to hold
They'll see in time...i know...
When destiny calls you, you must be strong (you gotta be strong)
I might not be with you, but you got to hold on
They'll see in time..I know...
We'll show them together cuz

You'll be in my heart (You'll be here in my heart)
no matter what they say (I'll be with you)
You'll be here in my heart (I'll be there) always..
always...I'll be with you
I'll be there for you always, always and always
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
I'll be there always....

Sweet Thang
Composer(s): Nat Stuckey
First release by: Nat Stuckey - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



I slipped out of the house about sundown while mama was a washin' her hair
And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come lookin' for me
When she finds that I'm not there
And if she catches her sweet thang runnin' around
I know there'll be the devil to pay
She'll come blowin' like a cyclone right through that door
And I can hear exactly what she'll say
Well has anybody here see sweet thang I got a notion he'll be headed this a way
Cause when my sweet thang is out tomocattin' around
He finds a sandbox like this to play
I wanna tell all you barroom roses if my sweet thang does have a bite
You'd better take my advice and if you'll blink more than twice
You'd better have somethin' in your eyes

I gave my baby all my money on payday except a little she don't know that I got
Cause there's a cute little waitress at the corner cafe
And she seems to like me quite a lot
While we were sittin' in the back booth a havin' a talk
She believed in every word that I said
When the door blew open Loretta walked in yellin' loud enough to wake the dead
Well has anybody here see sweet thang...
You'd better take my advice...

You'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Parties
Composer(s): Jona Lewie; K. Trussell
Performer(s): Jona Lewie



I'm no good at chatting up and I always get rebuffed
Enough to drive a man to drink I don't do no washing up
I always reached the stuff piled up
a-piled up in the sink

But you will always find him in the kitchen at parties

Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home
She must have found somebody new and now I'm all alone

Living in my own. What am I supposed to do?

That's why always find him in kitchen at parties
you will always find him in the kitchen at parties
You will always find him in the kitchen at parties

Then I met this debutante I said I like new wave rock
She was into french cuisine but I ain't no cordon bleu
This was at some do in palmers green
I had no luck with her

You will still find him in kitchen at parties
You will still find him in kitchen at parties

At last I met a pretty girl she laughed and talked with me
We both walked out of the kitchen and dnaced in a new way

And now I've done my time in the kitchen at parties
I've done my time in the kitchen at parties

He's done his time in the kitchen at parties
He's done his time in the kitchen at parties

Sweet Tequila Blues
Composer(s): Chip Taylor
Performer(s): Chip Taylor & Carrie Rodriguez



I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it
If I get close to it just put me on a train
And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town
I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down

I knew a man with money in his hand
He'd look that Jack of Diamonds in the eye
Place it on the four an' let the seven close the door
Take all them chips and lay right down and cry

An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it
If I get close to it just put me on a train
And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town
Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down

Take it Jock

Here comes Carrie

An' I knew a girl who thought she had the world
With a slightly racing Spanish lullaby
When her dream came into town she threw the whole damn thing around
Some Texas girls just love to say goodbye

An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it
If I get close to it just put me on a train
And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town
Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down

We'll break it now

Now here's one for the ladies
Baby, where is my Mercedes?
Girl, I'm waitin' for the ribbons and the bows
Just keep me guessin'; oh baby, I'm confessin'
I know, you want two of them and three of those

An' I keep lookin for it, I hope I never find it
If I get close to it just put me on a train
And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town
I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down

Texas blues

And get me back to Austin, oh damn, I miss that town
I got them sweet tequila blues comin' down
Got them sweet tequila blues comin' down

You'll Always Find A Lot Of Sunshine In My Old Kentucky Home
Composer(s): Lew Brown; Rubey Cowan



Oh! the blues have flown away because 
I'm going home today To Kentucky
I'll be lucky when I'm back again 
Oh! the humming of the bees, and the birdies in the trees 
Make me happy, oh, so happy with their melodies

Oh! I rise at early morn and help to plow the fields of corn
Then I wander 'way down yonder to my sweetie Sue 
All the boys around the farm, how they rave about her charm
They're so jealous, oh, so jealous when she's holding my arm

You'll always find a lot of sunshine, in my old Kentucky home 
In the southern atmosphere 
All your worries disappear 
You hear the darkies 'neath the trees, playing old time melodies 
And they croon a little tune of my old Kentucky home 
You'll always find a lot of sunshine, when my dear old mother's near 
My sweetie Sue she's just a little bunch of sunshine, too 
And if you go down there midst all that splendor 
Stop! Look! I know you'll surrender, to the sunshine of my old Kentucky home

Sweet Talkin' Woman
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
First release by: Electric Light Orchestra - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Where did you go? 
I was searchin' (searchin') on a one-way street
I was hopin' (hopin') for a chance to meet
I was waitin' for the operator on the line 

she's gone so long What can I do?
where could she be? no no no
don't know what I'm gonna do
I gotta get back to you

You gotta slow down (slow down) sweet talkin' woman( slow down)
You got me runnin' (run run) you got me searchin'
Hold on (hold on) sweet talkin' lover (hold on)
It's so sad if that's the way it's over

I was walkin' (walkin'), many days go by
I was thinkin' (thinkin') 'bout the lonely nights
Communication breakdown all around

(she's gone so long) What can I do?
(where could she be?) no no no
don't know what I'm gonna do
I gotta get back to you

You gotta slow down (slow down) sweet talkin' woman( slow down)
You got me runnin' (run run) you got me searchin'
Hold on (hold on) sweet talkin' lover (hold on)
It's so sad if that's the way it's over

I've been livin' (livin') on a dead end street
I've been askin' (askin' kindly) everybody I meet
Insufficient data coming through

(she's gone so long) What can I do?
(where could she be?) no no no
don't know what I'm gonna do
I gotta get back to you

Oh slow down (slow down) sweet talkin' woman( slow down)
You got me runnin' (run run) you got me searchin'
Hold on (hold on) sweet talkin' lover (hold on)
It's so sad if that's the way it's over

You gotta slow down (slow down) sweet talkin' woman( slow down)
You got me runnin' you got me searchin'
Hold on (hold on) sweet talkin' lover (hold on)
It's so sad if that's the way it's over (repeat) ...

You'll Always Be The One I Love
Composer(s): Ticker Freeman; Sunny Skylar
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; Ernestine Anderson; 
Dean Martin; Betty Rhodes; Dinah Shore



You'll always be the one I love
every hour, every day, every year
You'll always be the one I love
through each smile, through each sigh, through each tear
My heart will feel the same old way
even though the stars fade from above
I promise there will be no other arms for me
you'll always be the one I love

Sweet Talkin' Guy
Composer(s): Doug Morris - Eliot Greenberg
Performer(s): The Chiffons



Sweet talking guy, talking sweet kinda lies
Don't you believe in him, if you do he'll make you cry
He'll send you flowers and paint the town with another guy
He's a sweet talkin' guy (sweet talkin' guy)
But he's my kind of guy (sweet talkin' guy)

Sweeter than sugar, kisses like wine (oh he's so fine)
Don't let him under your skin, cause you'll never win (no you'll 
never win)
Don't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his way
He's a sweet talkin' guy (sweet talkin' guy)
But he's my kind of guy (sweet talkin' guy)

Why do I love him like I do?

He's a sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') guy

Stay away from him, stay away from him, don't believe his lyin'
No you'll never win, no you'll never win, loser's in for cryin'
Don't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his way
He's a sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') 
sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') sweet talkin' (sweet talkin') guy

Stay away from him (sweet sweet, sweet talkin' guy)
No no no you'll never win (sweet sweet, sweet talkin' guy)...

You'll Accomp'ny Me
Composer(s): Bob Seger
Performer(s): Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band



A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight
The sky is starlit and the time is right
And still you're tellin' me you have to go
Before you leave there's something you should know
Yeah something you should know babe

I've seen you smiling in the summer sun
I've seen your long hair flying when you run
I've rnade my mind up that it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me

Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meet the sounding sea
You're high above me now, you're wild and free ah but
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me

Some people say that love's a losin' game
You start with fire but you lose the flame
The ashes smolder but the warmth's soon gone
You end up cold and lonely on your own

I'll take my chances babe I'II risk it all
I'll win your love or I'II take the fall
I've made my mind up girl it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me

It's written down some where, it's not to be
You're high above me flyin' wild and free
Oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me

Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meetthe sounding sea
I feel it in my soul, it's meant to be
Oh someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me

Sweet Surrender
Composer(s): Tim Buckley
First release by: Tim Buckley - 1972



Now You Wanna Know The Reason 
Why I Cheated On You 
Well I Had To Be A Hunter Again 
This Little Man Had To Try 
To Make Love Feel New Again 
'Cause There's Just A Few Things Honey 
I'm Not Old Enough To Do For You 
You Just Never Care To Show Me 
Showed Him How To Tango 
And When They Tangoed It'd Send Their Hearts A Flutter 
Young And Tender 
Seemed To Surrender In So Sweet Surrender 
In Sweet Surrender 
Ahh Sweet Surrender To Love 
But Now You're Gonna Go Out And Get Yourself 
A Reputation 
But I'm Gonna Have To Show You Where To Start 
And Then You're Gonna Bring Back Your Little Reputation 
And Prove To Me What I Could Not Prove To You
Sweet surrender.... 

You'd Better Come Home
Composer(s): Georges Aber; Tony Hatch
Performer(s): Petula Clark



You'd better come home and stop your running around
You'd better come home and get your feet on the ground
'cause I won't share my love with anyone new

You'd better be smart, you've gotta make up your mind
Stop breaking my heart and leave the others behind
'cause I won't share my love whatever I do

The love that I give for as long as I live will be yours
And nothing can change the way that I feel
So, baby, come back to me (baby, come back to me)
Baby, come back to me (baby, come back to me)
Love me like you did before

You'd better come home and see the damage you've done
You'd better come home because you've had all your fun
And I won't share my love with anyone new
No-oh-no

The love that I give for as long as I live will be yours
And nothing can change the way that I feel
So, baby, come back to me (baby, come back to me)
Baby, come back to me (baby, come back to me)
Love me like you did before

You'd better come home and see the damage you've done
You'd better come home because you've had all your fun
And I won't share my love with anyone new
No-oh-no

I just want to share it with you

You'd better come home-o-ome

Sweet Surrender
Composer(s): Bob Feldman - Richard Gottehrer
Performer(s): Robert Gordon



Do you remember
The night we spent together
You came to me
In sweet surrender
 
No words were spoken
As your eyes met mine
Two hearts were opened
By love-burning fire
 
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never be the same
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never feel ashame
For wanting you
And loving you the way I do
 
I still remember
Your special smile
The look of love
As you walked down the aisle
 
I-I kissed your lips
Yeah and I wished you luck
I was the best man
Just not good enough
 
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never be the same
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never feel ashame
For wanting you
And loving you the way I still do
 
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never feel ashame
Sweet, sweet surrender
I'll never be the same

You'd Be Surprised
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Marilyn Monroe;
and various other artists



Johnny was bashful and shy, nobody understood why
Mary loved him, all the other girls passed him by
Every one wanted to know how she could pick such a beau
With a twinkle in her eye, she made this reply

He's not so good in a crowd, but when you get him alone
You'd be surprised
He isn't much at a dance, but then when he takes you home
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look like much of a lover, but don't judge a book by it's cover
He's got the face of an Angel, but there's a Devil in his eyes
He's such a delicate thing but when he starts in to squeeze
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look very strong but when you sit on his knee
You'd be surprised
At a party or at a ball I've got to admit he's nothing at all, but in a Morris chair
You'd be surprised

Mary continued to praise Johnny's remarkable ways
To the ladies, and you know advertising pays
Now Johnny's never alone, he has the busiest phone
Almost every other day a new girl will say

He's not so good in the house, but on a bench in the park
You'd be surprised
He isn't much in the light, but when he gets in the dark
You'd be surprised
I know he looks as slow as the Erie, but you don't know the half of it dearie
He looks as cold as an Eskimo, but there's fire in his eyes
He doesn't say very much, but when he starts in to speak
You'd be surprised
He's not so good at the start, but at the end of a week
You'd be surprised
On a streetcar or in a train, you'd think he was born without any brain
But in a taxi cab, and when he starts to grab, I say in a taxi cab
You'd be surprised
This one's a real danger!

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As sung by Johnny Ray:



He's not so good in a crowd
But when you get him alone
You'd be surprised
He isn't much at a dance
But then when he takes you home
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look like much of a lover
But don't judge a book by it's cover
He's got the face of an angel but
There's a devil in his eye
He's such a delicate thing
But when he starts to squeeze
You'd be surprised
He doesn't look very strong
But when you sit on his knees
You'd be surprised
At a party or at a ball
I've got to admit he's nothing at all
But in an easy chair
You'd be surprised

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