A Feeling Is
Composer(s): Sheila Hutchinson
Performer(s): The Emotions



You know it's just a feelin'
A feelin' is a feelin'

A feelin' is a thing you can be sure of
Even if it's singular or plural
No matter what kind or mood of

You only know the real true meanin'
You don't have to tell anybody what's keepin'
You in a way, whatever the day
Whether it stays or go away, no

A feelin' is a thing you just can't finagle
It takes more than a rhyme or riddle
It's a matter of control over a lot or a little

Just keep in mind, real power is a virtue
Use it, you'll find you'll need no one to nurse you
When you pursue, you only accrue
What's comin' to you

It's true, it's true
It's true, it's true

Others will see you're a much better person
And it may seem they're just like a merchant
'Cause you will have the gift they've been searchin' for
And much, much more, much more

A feelin' is
(A feelin' is)
A feelin' is
(A feelin' is)
A feelin' is

You know it's just a feelin'
A feelin' is a feelin'

A feelin', oh
(A feelin', oh, a feelin' is)
A feelin' is
(I said a feelin' is, I said a feelin' is)

A feelin' is
(Somethin' precious)
A feelin' is
(Somethin' special)
A feelin' is
(Ooh, remember this is a feelin')
(Never, never, never, never, never)

A feelin', oh
(A feelin', ooh)
A feelin' is

A feelin' is
A feelin' is
A feelin' is
(A feelin' is tender, warm, precious)

A feelin', oh
(Never turn your back on a feeling)
(Never, never, never, never, never, never)
A feelin' is

Your Wild Heart
Composer(s): Charles Sana; Jimmy Testa
Performer(s): Joy Layne; The Chordettes



When we first met my heart was set
You were the love I'd never regret
Then with a smile, you left for awhile
I didn't know that your heart was so wild

Your wild heart
Your wild heart
I couldn't tame right from the start
It was just you, me for you
Your wild heart I had to choose

Then you returned, explained how you yearned
And that the flame for me still burned 
How would I know, for I loved you so
Your heart's so wild again, wants to go

Your wild heart
Your wild heart
I couldn't tame right from the start
It was just you, me for you
Your wild heart I had to choose

You act so free, it seems to me
Wild your heart always will be
But now I'm through
Things that you do
Tell my heart that you will never be true

Your wild heart
Your wild heart
I couldn't tame right from the start
It was just you, me for you
Your wild heart I had to choose

Your wild heart!

A Feast Of Friends
Composer(s): Jim Morrison
Performer(s): The Doors



Wow, I´m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain South
Cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors
I´m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the T.V. Tower
I want roses in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood meal
for the plant that´s plowed

They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
Do you know, how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death in a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
like a scaring over-friendly guest you´ve brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
Where we had shoulders, smooth as ravens claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it´s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obidience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family

Your Voice
Composer(s): Nico
Performer(s): Nico



Your voice will frighten my horse
Your voice will frighten my horse

Am I the target moving closer to your choice?
A certain familiarity lies in your tone of voice

Oh no no no no no no no no

Your voice will frighten my horse
Your voice will frighten my horse
My horse

Am I the target moving closer to your choice?
A certain familiarity lies in your tone of voice

Oh no no no no no no no no

Father And A Son
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
Performer(s): Loudon Wainwright III



When I was your age I was just like you
And just look at me now; I'm sure you do
But your grandfather was just as bad
And you should have heard him trash his dad
Life's no picnic, that's a given
My mom's mom died when my mom was seven
My mom's father was a tragic guy
But he was so distant and nobody knows why
Now, your mother's family, you know them
Each and every one a gem
Each and every one a gem

When I was your age I was a mess
On a bad day I still am, I guess
I think I know what you're going through
Everything changes but nothing is new
And I know that I'm miserable; can't you see?
I just want you to be just like me
Boys grow up to be grown men
And then men change back into boys again
You're starting up and I'm winding down
Ain't it big enough for us both in this town?
Say it's big enough for us both in this town

When I was your age I thought I hated my dad
And that the feeling was a mutual one that we had
We fought each other day and night
I was always wrong; he was always right
But he had the power and he needed to win
His life half over, mine about to begin
I'm not sure about that Oedipal stuff
But when we were together it was always rough
Hate is a strong word; I want to back-track
The bigger the front, then the bigger the back
The bigger the front, then the bigger the back

Now you and me are me and you
And it's a different ballgame though not brand-new
I don't know what all of this fighting is for
But we're having us a teenage/middle-age war
I don't want to die and you want to live
It takes a little bit of take and a whole lot of give
It never really ends though each race is run
This thing between a father and a son
Maybe it's power and push and shove
Maybe it's hate but probably it's love
Maybe it's hate but probably it's love

Your Turn To Cry
Performer(s): The Dave Clark Five



The time has come
For me to say goodbye
You've had your fun
Now it's your turn to cry

You played around
With everyone you found
You didn't even care
If it got around

It's your turn to cry
The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
You'll remember my words now I've gone
It's your turn to cry

I've tried so hard to make you understand
I'd give you the world if by me you would stand
You didn't even care if it caused me pain
So I just go out walkin' in the rain

It's your turn to cry
The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
You'll remember my words now I've gone
It's your turn to cry

I'm glad it's over and it's done
(He don't love you no more)
It's you that's lonely, I'm the happy one
(He's not sad anymore)

I've turned the tables, now it's you
(You want him back again)
Who wants me, needs me
Said she'll never make me blue

The time has come
For me to say goodbye
You've had your fun
Now it's your turn to cry

You played around
With everyone you found
You didn't even care
If it got around

It's your turn to cry
The tears from your eyes won't bring me back again
You'll remember my words now I've gone
It's your turn to cry

A Brown Bird Singing
Composer(s): Royden Barrie - Hayden Wood
Performer(s): Maxine Sullivan
and multiple other artists



All through the night 
there's a little brown bird singing
singing in the dusk of the darkness 
and the dew
Oh how I wish that my heart
could go awinging
could go awinging 
straight through the nighttime
to you
to you

Your Time Is Gonna Come
Composer(s): John Paul Jones; Jimmy Page
Performer(s): Led Zeppelin; Dread Zeppelin; 
Iron Horse; Sandie Shaw; Wolfgang



Lying, cheating, hurting, that's all you seem to do
Messing around with every guy in town
Putting me down for thinking of somebody new
Always the same, playing your games
Drive me insane, trouble's gonna come to you
One of these days and it won't be long
You'll look for me but baby I'll be gone
This is all I've got to say to you woman

Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come
Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come

Made up my mind to break this time
Won't be so fine, it's my turn to cry
Do what you want, I won't take the brunt
It's fading away, can't feel you anymore
Don't care what you say, 'cause I'm going away to stay
Gonna make you pay for that great big hole in my heart
People talking all around, watch out woman
No longer is the joke gonna be on my heart
You've been bad to me woman, but it's coming back home to you

Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come
Your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come

A Boy From Nowhere
Composer(s): Mike Leander - Edward Seago
Performer(s): Tom Jones; Michael Ball; John Barrowman



The nights grow cold
My search for gold
Is leading nowhere
Which ever lonely road I take
It seems to go where
It's a fight to survive
Just until tomorrow
How can I display
What I know I'm worthy of
When they turn me away

The doors are closed
To such as I
A boy from nowhere
But not to those
Who feel they find
The right to go where
They'll be met with respect
No humiliation
A man's place on earth
I have come to realise
Is decided at birth

So what's the future
No matter where I go
I will still belong
In abolition
Where we don't know where
Our next bed is coming from
Something's wrong!

I vow to stray
I won't remain
A boy from nowhere
There has to be
A place for me
And I must go there
I don't fantasize
Unlike a million others
Who must bow and scrape
For my one means of escape
Is to flourish a cape

I've thought too long to fight
The Gods if they oppose me
I have to win
I won't give in
No-one who knows me
Would expect me to fail
For the want of trying
Not a man alive
Had to beg, or steal, or fight
More than me to survive

So what's the future
No matter where I go
I will still belong
In abolition
Where good honest men grow weak
And the rich grow strong
Something's wrong!

Another jolt, another bolt
A boy from nowhere
My destiny will guarantee
That I'll only go where
It's a fight to survive
Just until tomorrow
One more mouth to feed
And the way things are 'round here
That's the last thing they need

Your Sweetness Is My Weakness
Composer(s): Barry White
Performer(s): Barry White



Ooh, girl, you know like I know, uh-huh
What your lovin', girl, has done for me
Like a Mona Lisa hangin' on a wall, uh-huh

You're a lovely sight, lovely sight to see, mmm, hmm
The way you give me your sweet love
Any place and time when you look at me I get weak in my knees
I'm so thankful that you're mine

Your sweetness is my weakness, yeah
Girl, your sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
Sweetness is my weakness, well
You sweetness is my weakness

They all say that I'm a fool, uh-huh
For lovin' you, for lovin' you this way
But sure as I am, I don't give a damn
About what the people, what the people say

Other girls try to imitate you
With the other boys, uh-huh
But I'm the only boy `round here
Whose got the real macoy

Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Uh-huh)
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah (Ooh), yeah (Ooh)
Sweetness is my weakness, yeah, yeah

Sweetness is my weakness

A Bowl Of Red
Composer(s): Tom Russell
Performer(s): Tom Russell



You don't put beans in chilli
You never water good whiskey down
And never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
On the Spanish side of town

And if you want to go peekin' at the doctor's daughter
You better pay the old man his bread
Then it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
Ridin' on a bowl of red

I'm talkin' about sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
Down at number nine Pecos Street
She's got bull meat hangin' up above her head
And chilli peppers down at her feet

She's got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
Near an antique feather bed
Where it's a short, short ride from hell to heaven
Ridin' on a bowl of red

Here's the recipe:
Bull meat, crab meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
Cemino, oregano, celanto, let it go
Then sop it up with sourdough bread

Let it boil one day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
Lorene keeps a man well fed
Just walk on down to number nine
Say, "Gimme a little bowl of red"

Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
Tell me how many packs did Peter Piper pick
Then he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
Said, "I need a bowl of red real quick"

She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
And now Peter Piper's pickin' peppers all day
Just to get his daily bowl of red

Your Squaw Is On The Warpath
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn
Performer(s): Loretta Lynn



Well your pet name for me is squaw
When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
Well you're leavin' me at home to keep the tee pee clean
A-six papooses to break and wean
Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight

Well I found out, a-big brave chief
The game you were huntin' for ain't beef
Get offa my huntin' grounds
And get outta my sight
This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You don't need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight

Well-a that fire water that a you've been drinkin'
Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinkin'
Since you've been on that love makin' diet
Now don't hand me that old peace pipe
There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight

Well I found out a-big brave chief
The game you're a hunting for ain't beef
Get offa my huntin' grounds and get outta my sight
This-a war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You don't need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight
Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight

Szerelem, Szerelem
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Márta Sebestyén



Szerelem szerelem
Átkozott szerelem
Szerelem szerelem
Átkozott szerelem

Mért nem termettél volt
Minden fa tetején
Minden fa tetején
Diónak levelén

Hogy szakaszhasson le
Minden leán s legén
Hogy szakaszhasson le
Minden leán s legén

Mert én szakasztottam
S el es szalasztottam
De még szakasztanék
Ha jóra találnék

Egy jóra s egy szépre
Régi szeretomre
Egy jóra s egy szépre
Régi szeretomre

Régi szeretomért
Mit nem cselekedném
Tengerbol e vizet
Kalánval kimerném

Tenger fenekérol
Gyöngyszemeket szednék
S abból e rózsámnak
Gyöngykoszorút kötnék

Your Song
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John;
and various other artists



It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Syracuse
Composer(s): Bernard Dimey - Henri Salvador
First release by: Henri Salvador - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
L'île de Pâques et Kairouan
Et les grands oiseaux qui s'amusent
À glisser l'aile sous le vent

Voir les jardins de Babylone
Et le palais du grand Lama
Rêver des amants de Vérone
Au sommet du Fuji-Yama

Voir le pays du matin calme
Aller pêcher au cormoran
Et m'enivrer de vin de palme
En écoutant chanter le vent

Avant que ma jeunesse s'use
Et que mes printemps soient partis
J'aimerais tant voir Syracuse
Pour m'en souvenir à Paris

Your Smiling Face
Composer(s): James Taylor
Performer(s): James Taylor;
and various other artists



Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself 
Because I love you (Yes, I do)
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There's something about you, baby (I don't know)

(Chorus)
Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
I will grow stronger every day
Oh, how much longer

I thought I was in love
A couple of times before
With the girl next door
But that was long before I met you
Now I'm sure that I won't forget you
And I thank my lucky stars
That you are who you are
And not just another lovely lady
Sent down to break my heart

Isn't it amazing a man like me
Can feel this way
Tell me how much longer
I can grow stronger every day
How much longer

No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
Whenever I see you smile at me
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
Whenever I see your smile at face my way
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today
No one can tell me that I'm doing it wrong today

Synchronicity 2
Composer(s): Sting
Performer(s): The Police; Morpholinos



Another suburban morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all

Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all the suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take

Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts on a red light street

But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch

Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish Loch

Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race

Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break

He sees the family home now looming in his headlight
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache

Many miles away there's a shadow on a door
Of a cottage by the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake 

Many miles away
Many miles away

Your Smile
Composer(s): Dory Langdon; André Previn
Performer(s): Vic Damone



I heard you speak I touched your cheek
and then I saw your smile
Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile 
A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while 
On that wondrous place, your wondrous face 
I was filled with awe when I saw your smile
I heard you speak, touched your cheek 
Much more than grand I held your hand and then I saw your smile
A fleeting thing, a rose in Spring it bloomed for just a while 
On that wondrous face, your wondrous face 
I was filled with awe when I saw your smile

Symphony Of The Breeze
Composer(s): Harry Leon - Leo Towers
Performer(s): Jimmy Messene



Just like a song, sweetest of sweet melodies
Help me along, symphony of the breeze
I can’t go on living with just memories
Where has she gone, symphony of the breeze
While you’re softly sighing
My poor heart is crying
Crying for the one I love who won’t come back to me
What good am I walking alone through the trees
Hear that goodbye, symphony of the breeze

Your Side Of The Bed
Composer(s): Mac Davis
Performer(s): Mac Davis



Lord, I miss you
I just can't get it
Through my weary head
You're really gone

I just can't believe it
But all of a sudden
I've got too much pain
For one man alone

The nights drag by
And it gets harder all the time
To go to sleep without
Your soft skin touching mine

(Chorus)
And I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock
Ringing half past eight
With that old familiar hunger
And my arms wrapped
Round your shadow
I woke up on your side of the bed

Another funky morning
Sunday's dead and Monday's
Dripping down my window pane

I wake up shaking
Staring at the walls and
Listening to the lonesome
Sound of falling rain

I just can't make myself
Believe that you don't care
I keep on dreaming
I'll wake up and you'll be there

(Chorus) 2x

Lord, I woke up on your side
Of the bed again this morning
With my old alarm clock
Ringing half past eight.....