A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert Mcnamara'd Into Submission)
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind
I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
Communist, 'cause I'm left-handed
That's the hand I use, well, never mind!

I been Phil Spectored, resurrected
I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce
And all my wealth won't buy me health
So I smoke a pint of tea a day

I knew a man, his brain so small
He couldn't think of nothin' at all
He's not the same as you and me
He doesn't dig poetry 
He's so unhip that
When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas
Whoever he was
The man ain't got no culture
But its alright, ma
Everybody must get stoned

I been Mick Jaggered, been silver daggered
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled
Been Roy Halee'd and Art Garfunkel'd
I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone

Folk Rock
I just lost my harmonica Albert

Waiting For A Friend
Composer(s): Billy Nicholls
Performer(s): Roger Daltrey



If I fell in a lake
Would you dive in or stand there and gape
And if I drowned, would you jump
Or would you let the water burst in my lungs
Well a stranger in the street
Maybe the only one on his knees
When your laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

Got my hopes
Got my doubts
My gut reaction says I got to find out
Who's against, who to trust
Ooh you never know but I might get killed in the rush
But a stranger in the street
Maybe the only one on his knees
When your laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

You laugh you think it's a joke
Just stand there grinning
Will you be there at the post
When I ain't winning

Hey, black or white
Good and bad
How many times have I done this and done that
Every life
Everyone
If I knew that I'd probly take out a gun
But it's mother nature's law
To get you coming back for more
Just stand laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

You laugh you think it's a joke
Just stand there grinning
Will you be there at the post
When I ain't winning

Hey, black or white
Good and bad
How many times have I done this and done that
Every life
Everyone
If I knew that I'd probly take out a gun
But it's mother nature's law
To get you coming back for more
Just stand laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

Laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

A Sign Of The Times
Composer(s): Tony Hatch
Performer(s): Petula Clark



It's a sign of the times
That your love for me is getting so much stronger
It's a sign of the times
And I know that I won't have to wait much longer
You've changed a lot somehow from the one I used to know-oh-oh
For when you hold me now it feels like you never want to let me go

It's a sign of the times
That you call me up whenever you feel lonely
It's a sign of the times
That you tell your friends that I'm your one and only
I'll never understand the way you treated me-ee-ee
But when I hold your hand I know you couldn't be the way you used to be

Maybe my lucky star at last decided to shine
Maybe somebody knows how long I've waited to make you mine, mm, mm, mm

I'll never understand the way you treated me-ee-ee
But when I hold your hand I know you couldn't be the way you used to be

Maybe my lucky star at last decided to shine
Maybe somebody knows how long I've waited to make you mine, mm, mm, mm

It's a sign of the times
That you kiss me now as if you really mean it
It's a sign of the times
And a year ago I never could have seen it
Don't ever change your mind and take your love away-ay-ay
Just leave the past behind and, baby, only think of how it is today

It's a sign of the ti-imes
It's a sign of the ti-i-i-i-imes
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the ti-i-i-i-imes

It's a sign of the times

Waiting At The Church
Composer(s): Henry E. Pether - Fred W. Leigh
Performer(s): Vesta Victoria
and multiple other artists



I'm in a nice bit of trouble, I confess
Somebody with me has had a game
I should by now be a proud and happy bride
But I've still got to keep my single name
I was proposed to by Obadiah Binks
In a very gentlemanly way
Lent him all my money so that he could buy a home
And punctually at twelve o'clock to-day

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"

Lord, what a fuss Obadiah made of me
When he used to take me in the park!
He used to squeeze me till I was black and blue
When he kissed me he used to leave a mark
Each time he met me he treated me to port
Took me now and then to see the play
Understand me rightly, when I say he treated me
It wasn't him but me that used to pay

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"

Just think how disappointed I must feel
I'll be off me crumpet very soon
I've lost my husband, the one I never had!
And I dreamed so about the honeymoon
I'm looking out for another Obadiah
I've already bought the wedding ring
There's all my little fal-de-riddles packed up in my box
Yes, absolutely two of ev'rything

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"

A Showman's Life
Composer(s): Jesse Winchester 
Performer(s): Jesse Winchester 
and multiple other artists



A showman's life is a smokey bar
The fevered chase of a tiny star 
It's a hotel room and a lonely wife 
From what I've seen of a showman's life

Nobody told me about this part 
They told me all about the pretty girls and wine 
The money and good times 
No mention of the wear and tear on an old honkey-tonker's heart 
Well, I might have known it 
But nobody told me about this part

A boy will dream as children do 
Of a great white way, 'til the dream comes true 
And a phoney smile in a colored light 
Is all it is to a showman's life

Nobody told me about this part 
They told me all about the pretty girls and wine 
The money and good times 
No mention of the wear and tear on an old honkey-tonker's heart 
Well, I might have known it 
But nobody told me about this part

Waiting Around To Die
Composer(s): Townes Van Zandt
Performer(s): Townes Van Zandt;
and various other artists



Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I can't even see the reason why
I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
It's easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die

One-time friends I had a ma, I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once cause she cried
She told him to take care of me, she headed down to Tennessee
It's easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die

I came of age and found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hit it on the sly
I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train
Seemed easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die

A friend said he knew where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother did we fly
The posse caught up with me, drug me back to Muskogee
It's two long years, just a-waitin' 'round to die

Now I'm out of prison, I got me a friend at last
He don't steal or cheat or drink or lie
His name's codeine, he's the nicest thing I've seen
Together we're gonna wait around and die

A Shoulder To Cry On
Composer(s): Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Charley Pride; Mark Chesnutt; Merle Haggard



I came here because I knew I'd be welcome
And because somehow you always understand
You seem to have a way with lonely people
And you always were my greatest helping hand

Now once again I'm here to take advantage
Though I don't deserve the arms I left alone
I need to know there's someone who still loves me
And I need a shoulder to cry on

I over looked the love you tried so hard to give
The love I never seem to understand
I always stay just long enough to hurt you
And what little love I gave was second hand

Now once again I'm here to take advantage
Cause once again the one I love is gone
I need to know there's someone who still loves me
And I need a shoulder to cry on

Yes I need to know there's someone who still loves me
And I need a shoulder to cry on

Waitin' In School
Composer(s): Johnny Burnette; Dorsey Burnette
Performer(s): Rick Nelson;
and various other artists



I been a-waitin' in school all day long
a-waitin' on the bell to ring so I can go home
Throw my books on the table, pick up the telephone
"Hello, baby, let's get somethin' goin'"

Headin' down to the drugstore to get a soda pop
Throw a nickel in the jukebox, then we start to rock
My school gal baby, gonna tell ya some news
You sure look good in them baby-doll shoes

Well, it's a-one, two, a-pull off my shoes
Three, four, get out on the floor
Five, six, come get your kicks
Down on the corner of Lincoln and a-forty-six.....Yeah!

I've been a-waitin' in school all day long
a-waitin' on the bell to ring so I could go home
Throw my books on the table, pick up the telephone
"Hello, baby, let's get somethin' goin'"

Headin' down to the drugstore to get a soda pop
Throw a nickel in the jukebox, then we start to rock
My school gal baby, gonna tell ya some news
You sure look good in them baby-doll shoes

Well, it's a-one, two, a-pull off my shoes 
Three, four, get out on the floor
Five, six, come get your kicks
Down on the corner of Lincoln and a-forty-six

Yeah! Well, let's go now!!

Well, it's a-one, two, a-pull off my shoes
Three, four, get out on the floor
Five, six, come get your kicks
Down on the corner of Lincoln and a-forty-six

You gotta move, start rockin' baby
a rockin', rockin' baby
Gonna rock all night, rock all night
Just wait 'n' see...... Yeah!!

A Shot Of Rhythm And Blues
Composer(s): Terry Thompson
First release by: Arthur Alexander - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, if your hands start a-clapping 
And your fingers start a-popping 
And your feet start a-moving around 
And if you start to swing and sway 
When the band starts to play 
A real cool way out sound 
And if you get to can't help it and you can't sit down 
You feel like you got to move around 

You get a shot of rhythm and blues. 
With just a little rock and roll on the side 
Just for good measure. Get a pair of dancing shoes 
Well, with your lover by your side 
Don't you know you're gonna have a rocking time, come on! 
Don't you worry 'bout a thing 
If you start to dance and sing 
And chills come up on you 
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too 
Well, here's something for you to do 

Get a shot of rhythm and blues 
With just a little rock and roll on the side 
Just for good measure 
Get a pair of dancing shoes 
Well, with your lover by your side 
Don't you know you're gonna have a rocking time, come on! 
Don't you worry 'bout a thing 
If you start to dance and sing 
And chills come up on you 
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too 
Well, here's something for you to do 

Get a shot of rhythm and blues 
Get a pair of dancing shoes 
Get a shot of rhythm and blues 
Well, with your lover by your side 
Don't you know you're gonna have a rocking time, come on! 
Don't you worry 'bout a thing 
If you start to dance and sing 
And chills come up on you 
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too 
Well, here's something for you to do
Well, here's something for you to do
Well, here's something for you to do

Waitin' For The Wind
Composer(s): Luther Grosvenor; Mike Harrison; Gary Wright
Performer(s): Spooky Tooth



Lonely is the night
Now that darkness has fallin'
Nothing seems right
And the world is callin'

Everybody's looking back
As the wind comes whispering by
The're waitin' for the answers then
Like the time they heard a cry

Hang on
Don't ever go
Life's here
I know

Wind called on me
How it took me by surprise
Cause night come upon me
Creeping through the distant skies

Wind tell me what you can
'Bout the life - what I came from
A breeze blew and whispered then
In a voice rich as the sun

Hang on
Don't ever go
Life's here
I know

A Shine On Your Shoes
Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz - Howard Dietz
Performer(s): Roger Wolfe Kahn
and multiple other artists



When there's a shine on your shoes
There's a melody in your heart
With a singable, happy feeling
What a wonderful way to start
To face the world every day
With a "deedle-um-dee-di-di"
Little melody that is making the world go by

When you walk down the street
With a happy-go-lucky beat
You'll find a lot in what I'm repeating
When there's a shine on your shoes
There's a melody in your heart
What a wonderful way to start the day

Waitin' For The Train To Come In
Composer(s): Martin Block; Sunny Skylar
Performer(s): Peggy Lee;
and various other artists



Waitin' for the train to come in
Waitin' for my man to come home

I've counted every minute of each live-long day
Been so melancholy since he went away

I've shed a million teardrops or more
Waitin' for the one I adore

I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Lookin' for the choo-choo train that brings him back
I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in

I'm waitin' in the depot by the railroad track
Lookin' for the choo-choo train that brings him back
I'm waitin' for my life to begin
Waitin' for the train to come in

Waitin', just waitin'
I'm waitin' for the train to come in

A Shark In Jet's Clothing
Composer(s): Jimmy Destri
Performer(s): Blondie



I always had my eyes on you but you came from across the line
I had to make good time to see you but you had to pay the fine
All the boys on my side knew that you were the shark
If you were found on the borderline you'd be shot in the dark
Don't wear those clothes again, they don't make it in this crowd
Don't go out D.T.K., you'll wear your best suit in the ground
We're meeting in a neutral zone: the last car on the train
The love you brought shaking up my bones and crawling through our veins
We always met at the edge of a blade and we left at the end of the fight
Of all the girls you've played and you laid why did this one have to be white?
They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high, got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie. We better quit before you're through

They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high, got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie 
We better quit before you're through

Wait Until Tomorrow
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix;
and various other artists



Well, I'm standing here freezing, inside your golden garden

Got my ladder leaned up against your wall
Tonight's the night we planned to run away together
Come on Dolly Mae, there's no time to stall
But now you're telling me that ah...

I think we better wait till tomorrow
I think we better wait till tomorrow
I think we better wait till tomorrow
Got to make sure it's right
So, until tomorrow, goodnight

Oh, Dolly Mae 
How can you hang me up this way
On the phone you said you wanted to run off with me today
Now I'm standing here like some turned-down serenading fool

Hearing strange words stutter from the mixed-up mind of you

And you keep telling me that ah...

I think we better wait till tomorrow
I think we better wait till tomorrow
I think we better wait till tomorrow
Got to make sure it's right
So, until tomorrow, goodnight
See if I can talk to this girl alone

Oh, Dolly Mae, girl, you must be insane
So unsure of yourself leaning from your unsure window pane
Do I see a silhouette of somebody pointing something from a tree?

Click, bang
Oh, what a hang
Your daddy just shot poor me
And I hear you say, as I fade away

We don't have to wait till tomorrow
We don't have to wait till tomorrow
We don't have to wait till tomorrow
It must not have been right, so forever, goodnight
Do I have to wait, do I have to wait
It's a drag on my part
Don't have to wait, don't have to wait

A Sermon
Composer(s): Stewart Copeland
Performer(s): The Police



When you reach number ten
And think the struggle ends
But it ain't the end
It's only a trend
You have to unbend
'Cause it's only a trend
Don't lose all your friends
Don't make heroes end
When you reach number eight it ain't no pearly gate
'Cause it won't satiate your growing appetite
You can ply your trade and push your crusade
Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the
Traps are all laid for any honest crusade
Your old values will fade as you struggle to make the grade
As you struggle to make the grade
As you struggle to make the grade
You needn't bother
When you hit number four you're almost through the door
But there's a whole lot more you just can't ignore
The telephone's sure, you know the score
But don't let this uproar dissipate your encore
It's written in the news how you paid your dues
But you've no excuse for the people you abuse
When you reach number one you can beat your drum
You can sack your roadies in Birmingham
When your record is platinum, you can stick it to the bath
To the wall like you've always planned
It's written in the news how you paid your dues
There's no excuse for the people you abuse
When you reach to the top
Who do you abuse?
No excuse
For the people you abuse

You've got no excuse
For the people you abuse

Wait Until Dark
Composer(s): Ray Evans; Jay Livingston; Henry Mancini
Performer(s): Henry Mancini;
and various other artists



Who cares how cold and grey the day may be
Wait until dark and we'll be warm
Our place of love, is where we face our dreams together
Where our fantasies take fold
When I can feel your nearness in the night
My dissapointments disappear
The chilliest day may bring us little dreams
That seem to miss their mark
But, oh my darling, wait until dark

Serenade To A Jerk
Composer(s): Wayne Hoefle - Del Porter
Performer(s): Spike Jones & his City Slickers



I shouldn't love him, he's lazy
He sits around while I work
But when he's near me my heart sings
A serenade to a jerk

Sometimes he's stupid and hazy
Sometimes his brain doesn't hurt
Still the guy plays on my heart strings
A serenade to a jerk

Oh maybe I'm a little fool
For loving the guy the way I do
Wonder why I'm stuck with him

Leaving him would drive me crazy
I'm sure that it wouldn't work
So I'll pour my heart out by singing
A serenade to a jerk

Oh I shouldn't love him, he's lazy
He sits around while I work
Ah but when he's near me my heart sings
A serenade to a jerk

Sometimes he's stupid and hazy
Sometimes his brain doesn't hurt
Still the guy plays on my heart strings
A serenade to a jerk

Oh maybe I'm a little fool
For loving the guy the way I do,
Wonder why I'm stuck with him

Leaving him would drive me crazy
I'm sure that it wouldn't work
So I'll pour my heart out by singing
A serenade to a
A serenade to a
A serenade to a jerk

Wait Till The Sun Shines, Nellie
Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling; Harry von Tilzer
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists



On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn 
With her sweetheart by her side
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain
"We must stay home, Joe," she cried
"There's a picnic, too, at the old Point View
It's a shame it rained today" 
Then the boy drew near, kissed away each tear
And she heard him softly say
"Wait till the sun shines, Nellie
When the clouds go drifting by
We will be happy, Nellie
Don't you sigh
Down Lover's Lane we'll wander
Sweethearts you and I
Wait till the sun shines, Nellie
Bye and bye" 
"How I long," she sighed, "for a trolley ride 
Just to show my brand new gown" 
Then she gazed on high with a gladsome cry 
For the sun came shining down 
And she looked so sweet on the big front seat 
As the car sped on its way
And she whispered low
"Say you're all right, Joe
You just won my heart today"

A Sense Of Wonder
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison



I walked in my greatcoat
Down through the days of the leaves
No before after, yes after before
We were shining our light into the days of blooming wonder
In the eternal presence, in the presence of the flame

Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision bright
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame

On and on and on and on we kept singing our song
Over newtonards and comber, gransha and the Ballystockart road
With boffyflow and spike
I said I could describe the leaves for samuel and felicity
Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green

Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision bright
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame

It’s easy to describe the leaves in the autumn
And it’s oh so easy in the spring
But down through January and February it’s a very different thing

On and on and on, through the winter of our discontent
When the wind blows up the collar and the ears are frostbitten too
I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and what it means to you and me
You may call my love Sophia, but I call my love philosophy

Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder
Didn’t I come to lift your fiery vision
Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder in the flame

Wee Alfie at the
Castle picture house on the Castlereagh road

Whistling on the corner next door where
He kept Johnny Mack brown’s horse
O solo mio by McGimsey
And the man who played the saw
Outside the city hall
Pastie suppers down at Davey’s chipper
Gravy rings, barmbracks
Wagon wheels, snowballs

Wait 'Til My Bobby Gets Home
Composer(s): Phil Spector; Ellie Greenwich; Jeff Barry
Performer(s): Darlene Love;
Ellie Greenwich; Beverley Jones



You've been calling in me every day
Ever since my Bobby went away
You've been knocking on my fromt door
And I know just what you're looking for, but
Even though you really look so fine
And we've been having good times

Chorus:
I'm gonna wait, 'til my Bobby gets home
Wait 'til my baby gets home
Yeah, yeah, yeah you better leave me alone
True I need some lovin' and some kissin' and a huggin'
But I'll wait 'til my Bobby gets home

You wanna take me to a movie show
I gotta tell you that I just can't go
I know Bobby's gonna call tonight
I wanna tell him evey thing's allright, and
Though I haven't got a thing to do
And I'm so lonely and blue

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