Ain't That A Bitch
Composer(s): Desmond Child - Joe Perry - Steven Tyler
Performer(s): Aerosmith



Up in smoke you’ve lost another lover
As you take a hit off your last cigarette
Strung out, burnt out
Yeah you’re down on your luck
And you don’t give a ..
’til the best part of you starts to twitch
Ain’t that a bitch

Freak out! I’m alone now
I feel just like I’m losin’my mind
’cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you’re gonna find
You think you’re high and fine as wine
Then you wind up like a dog in a ditch
’cause love is like a wrong turn
On a cold night ... yeah
Ain’t that a bitch

In a daze
In the throes of emotion
You see God in the devil’s eyes
Then you fall so far from grace
You wouldn’t know a kiss
If it was on your face
You can tell it to the jury
But you ain’t got no case

Freak out! I’m alone now
I feel just like I’m losin’my mind
’cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you’re gonna find
The gal was fine as calamine but not
Enough to scratch a seven year itch
’cause love is like the last licks
Outta Hendrix ... yeah
Ain’t that a bitch

Then you feel so out of place
Lickin’up the arsenic
From the same old lace
You know the stuff is poison
But you gotta have a taste

Freak out! I’m alone now
I feel just like I’m losin’ my mind
’cause love is like the right dress
On the wrong girl
You never know what you’re gonna find
You think you’re high and fine as wine
Then you wind up with your face in the ditch
’cause love is like a warm gun
On a cold night ... yeah
Ain’t that a bitch

I Lived So Fast And Hard
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Mel Tillis



I was raised on cornbread and gravy
And I slept in a cardboard box till I was nearly three
I bathed myself in a muddy river runnin' by our shack
By the time that I had reached thirteen I'd been through hell and back

I've been thrown from pillar to post
I've been banged around and scarred
I've done so much I've seen so much
And I've lived so fast and hard

Mama died when I was young and I never knew my dad
I never had the lovin' care that other children had
I spent five years in an orphan's home, but I ran off one day
And I hoboed an old freight train to San Francisco Bay

I fought in the war, I've been in jail
There ain't much I ain't done
I'd lived as much as any man
Before I was twenty one

I've been thrown from pillar to post
I've been banged around and scarred
I've done so much I've seen so much
And I've lived so fast and hard

When The Music's Over 
Composer(s): John Densmore; Robbie Krieger;
Ray Manzarek; Jim Morrison
Performer(s): The Doors;
Breast Fed Yak; Controlled Bleeding; Novi Sad



Yeah, c'mon 

When the music's over 
When the music's over, yeah 
When the music's over 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights, yeah 

When the music's over 
When the music's over 
When the music's over 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights 

For the music is your special friend 
Dance on fire as it intends 
Music is your only friend 
Until the end 
Until the end 
Until the end 

Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection 
Send my credentials to the House of Detention 
I got some friends inside 

The face in the mirror won't stop 
The girl in the window won't drop 
A feast of friends 
"Alive!" she cried 
Waitin' for me 
Outside! 

Before I sink 
Into the big sleep 
I want to hear 
I want to hear 
The scream of the butterfly 

Come back, baby 
Back into my arm 
We're gettin' tired of hangin' around 
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground 

I hear a very gentle sound 
Very near yet very far 

Very soft, yeah, very clear 
Come today, come today 

What have they done to the earth? 
What have they done to our fair sister? 
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her 
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn 
And tied her with fences and dragged her down 

I hear a very gentle sound 
With your ear down to the ground 
We want the world and we want it... 
We want the world and we want it... 
Now 
Now? 
Now! 

Persian night, babe 
See the light, babe 
Save us! 
Jesus! 
Save us! 

So when the music's over 

When the music's over, yeah 
When the music's over 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights 
Turn out the lights 

Well the music is your special friend 
Dance on fire as it intends 
Music is your only friend 
Until the end 
Until the end 
Until the end!

Your Mother's Eyes
Composer(s): Mel Tillis
Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Mel Tillis



My children come sit here and hold to my hand
For I must tell you something that I don't understand
Lately we've been living in the shadows of surprise
For I'm not the only man in your Mother's eyes

I can't say it's my fault and I won't say it's hers
For I might have neglected when her need for me occured
But we're still a family and must realize
That I'm not the only man in your Mother's eyes

No, I'm not the only man in her eyes anymore
And soon she'll be leavin', walkin' out the door

And things won't be easy with her not around
And the shame that's now with us will be hard to live down
So children bear with me, promise Daddy you'll try
Since I'm not the only man in your Mother's eyes

So children bear with me, promise Daddy you'll try
Since I'm not the only man in your Momma's eyes

When The Moon Comes Over The Mountain
Composer(s): Howard Johnson; Harry Woods
Performer(s): Kate Smith;
and various other artists



All by myself at twilight
Watching the day depart
And with the fading twilight
Happiness fills my heart

When the moon comes over the mountain
Every beam brings a dream, Dear, of you
Once again we stroll neath the mountain
Through that rose-covered valley we knew

Each day is grey and dreary
But the night is bright and cheery
When the moon comes over the mountain
I'm alone with my mem'ries of you

Each day is grey and dreary
But the night is bright and cheery
When the moon comes over the mountain
I'm alone with my mem'ries of you

Tennessee Stud
Composer(s): Jimmie Driftwood
First release by: Jimmie Driftwood - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



Along about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never woulda got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin' on the Tennessee stud

I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud

The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The colour of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud

One day I was a-ridin' through a beautiful land
When I ran smack into an Indian band
They jumped their nags with a whoop and a yell
And away we went like a bat outta hell

I circled their camp for a time or two
To show 'em what a Tennessee horse can do
Them Redskin boys couldn't get my blood
'Cause I was a-ridin' on the Tennessee stud

The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The colour of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud

We drifted on down into no man's land
We crossed the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my horse with a Spaniard bold
Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold

Me and a gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns, he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee stud

The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The colour of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud

Well I got as lonesome as a man can be
A-dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee stud's green eyes turned blue
'Cause he was dreamin' of his sweetheart too

We loped right on across Arkansas
I whupped her brother and whupped her Pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was a-ridin' on a Tennessee mare

The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The colour of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud

Stirrup to stirrup and side by side
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee stud

A pretty little baby on the cabin floor
A little horse colt playin' round the door
I love the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare

The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The colour of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee stud

When The Midnight Choo Choo Leaves For Alabam'
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Ethel Merman & Dan Dailey;
and various other artists



When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by the collar and I'll holler "Alabam'! Alabam'!"

That's where you stop your train, that brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain, where my honey lamb am
I will be right there with bells, when that old conductor yells
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam!"

Ain't She Sweet?
((Portuguese Version: No Tempo Da Vovó (by Erasmo Carlos) - 1965))
Composer(s): Milton Ager - Jack Yellen
First release by: Lou Gold & His Orch. - 1927
Covered by multiple other artists



There she is! There she is!
There's what keeps me up at night
Oh, gee whiz! Oh, gee whiz!
There's why I can't eat a bite
Those flaming eyes! That flaming youth!
Oh, mister oh, sister, tell me the truth...

Ain't she sweet?
See her walking down the street
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?

Ain't she nice
Look her over once or twice
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she nice?

Just cast an eye in her direction
Oh me, oh my, ain't that perfection

I repeat
Don't you think she's kind of sweet
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?

Tell me where, tell me where
Have you seen one just like that
I declare, I declare
That sure is worth looking at

Oh, boy, how sweet those lips must be
Gaze on it, doggonit! Now answer me

Ain't she sweet?
See her walking down the street
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?

Ain't she nice?
Look her over once or twice
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she nice?

Just cast an eye in her direction
Oh me, oh my, ain't that perfection

I repeat
Don't you think she's kind of sweet
Now I ask you very confidentially
Ain't she sweet?

When The Lovelight Starts Shining Through His Eyes 
Composer(s): Brian Holland; Edward Holland Jr.; Lamont Dozier
Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes;
Lorraine Silver; Dusty Springfield; The Zombies



He gave me the eye
But I just passed him by
I treated him unkind
But he didn't seem to mind

I told him be on his way
But not a word did he say
He just stood there kind of bold
While I acted cold

But when the love-light starts shining through his eyes
Made me realise I should apologise
And when he placed a kiss upon my face
Then I knew, Oh then I knew
That he won my heart

So I quickly apologised
Hoping he hadn't changed his mind
But not a word did he say
So I turned to walk away

But when the love-light starts shining through his eyes
Made me realise how he felt inside
And when he placed a kiss upon my face
Then I knew, Oh then I knew
That he won my heart

When he asked could he walk my way
I hoped sweet things he'd say
Instead he smiled kind of nice
As he held my hand kind of tight

But when the love-light starts shining through his eyes
Made me realise how he felt inside
And when he placed a kiss upon my face
Then I knew, Oh then I knew
That he won my heart

But when the love-light starts shining through his eyes
Made me realise how he felt inside
And when he placed a kiss upon my face

No Tempo Da Vovó
((Adapted from: Ain't She Sweet? (by Lou Gold) - 1927))
Composer(s): Milton Ager - Jack Yellen
Performer(s): Erasmo Carlos & Renato & seus Blue Caps - 1965



No tempo da vovó
Eu queria ser também
Pra ver se o vovô, além da vovó
Beijava mais alguém

Vieram me contar
Que o vovô era assanhado
Por isso, andava sempre
Com a vovó do lado

Não tinha jeito 
De sair fora da linha
Vovó dizia
Que só a ela ele via

Viveram sempre assim
Até que eu nasci
Mas, sempre bons conselhos
Do meu vovô ouvi

When The Lord Closes The Door 
(He Opens A Little Window)
Composer(s): Kinky Friedman; Jeff Shelby
Performer(s): Billy Swan; Kinky Friedman



When I find myself alone in my house and in my head 
And I blow the candles out and I take myself to bed 
And I'm old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know 
When the Lord closes the door, he opens a little window

When sleep closes my eyes and sends me searching for you 
And I'm feelin' blue as the sky without your love to carry me through 
And I'm weak enough to be afraid but strong enough to let it show
When the Lord closes the door, he opens a little window

Baby I'm a gypsy boy, I'll ride the night until 
I come to you like moonlight through your raggle-taggle window sill

When you find yourself alone in your house and in your head 
And you blow the candles out and you take yourself to bed 
And you're old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know 
When the Lord closes the door, he opens a little window

Ain't She Something Else
Composer(s): Jerry Foster - Bill Rice
Performer(s): Conway Twitty



Don't you love the way she talks to you
When she's feeling woman warm
And don't it make you feel so good
Just to know she's yours all by yourself
Don't you like to see the sun go down
When she's lying close to you
And can't you feel her all around
And when she loves you
Ain't she something else
Ain't she just some kind of lover in the morning
Can't your arms feel the warmness where she slept
Ain't she just all that you have ever wanted
And when she loves you
Ain't she something else
Don't you like the way she clings to you
And loves you 'till there's nothing left
And tell me don't her lips taste good
And when she loves you
Ain't she something else
Ain't she just some kind of lover in the morning
Can't your arms feel the warmness where she slept
Ain't she just all that you have ever wanted
And when she loves you
Ain't she something else
When she loves me she's sure something else

When The Lights Go On Again All Over The World
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; Sol Marcus; Eddie Seiler
Performer(s): Vera Lynn;
and various other artists



When the lights go on again all over the world
And the boys are home again all over the world
And rain or snow is all that may fall from the skies above
A kiss won't mean "goodbye" but "Hello to love"

When the lights go on again all over the world
And the ships will sail again all over the world
Then we'll have time for things like wedding rings and free hearts will sing
When the lights go on again all over the world

When the lights go on again all over the world
And the ships will sail again all over the world
Then we'll have time for things like wedding rings and free hearts will sing
When the lights go on again all over the world

Ain't Quite Right
Composer(s): Paul Stanley
Performer(s): Kiss



You were standin' and I was thinkin'
Of all the time that I spend hangin' around
Situation could only get better
I got closer to see what I found
In the mornin', movin' easy
Everything seems so right
But when the night comes, I've been dreamin'
Dreamin' 'bout leavin' you one more time

Girl, you gave me good love
But it ain't quite right

Mmm, no, I won't tell you
That you're the only one for me
And I'd be a liar if I promised
I could give you every single thing you ever need

You gave me good love
But it ain't quite right

Yeah, you gave me good love
But it ain't quite right, mmm

Lookin' back now seems so easy
You were the best thing ever happened to me
I can't complain
It was worth every minute we had

'Cause, you gave me good love
But it ain't quite right

Yeah, you gave me good love
But it ain't quite right

When The Levee Breaks
Composer(s): Joe McCoy; Memphis Minnie
Performer(s): Memphis Minnie



If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin'a break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's going to break
An' when the levee breaks have no place to stay

Mean old levee taught me to weep an' moan boy
Mean old levee taught me to weep an' moan
It's got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his
home-ah~oh well, ah~oh well, ah~oh well-ah ooh-ooh

Oh don't it make ya feel bad when you're tryin'a find your way home?
You don't know which way to go
If you're goin' down South they got no work to do
If you're goin' on to Chi-cago
Ahhh~eah, ahhh~eah, ahhh~eah hey hey

Cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do ya no good, no
A-cryin' won't help ya, prayin' won't do you no good
An' when the levee breaks, mama you got to move ah~ooh-hooh

All last night I sat on the levee an' moaned-ahh
All last night sat on the levee an' moaned
A-thinkin' 'bout my baby and my happy home ahh-hah

Ohh-oh-oh, ohh-oh-oh, ohh-oh-oh, hahhh
Ahh-ah-ah, ahh-ah-ah, ahh-ah-ah, ahhh
Hey! Oh!

I'm goin'
I'm goin' to Chicago
I'm goin' to Chicago
Sorry but I can't take you~ahhh
Goin' down, I'm goin' down now
Goin' down, I'm goin' down now
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down

Ahhh~oooh~ohh
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down now
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down now
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down now
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down-down-down-down-down
~oooh~ooh~ooh~ooh ooh~ooh~ooh

Ain't Nothing You Can Do
Composer(s): Deadric Malone - Joseph Scott
First release by: Bobby Bland - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Throw me away
You can treat me like trash
But still I turn around babe
An' give ya all-a my cash

You can send me far away
Somewhere down on the track, now
But just like a boomerang baby you know
I'll come right back

There ain't nothin' you can do, darlin'
To stop me from lovin' you
Oh, there's nothin' you can say, darlin'
Little girl, to drive me away

You can call me names
In the presence of my friend
That wouldn't hurt my feelin's
You know that wouldn't mean a thing

It's gonna take a miracle
To drive me away
I'll be around babe, until I'm old an' gray

There is nothin' you can do babe
To stop me from lovin' you
Oh, there's nothin' you can say, little girl
Darlin', to drive me away

Oh, hahaha, come on, ya'all
Well, alright

You can play with my heart
Like kids play with toys
I wouldn't give a damn
If ya tore it apart

You can walk all over me
Then treat me like dirt
So much in love wit' cha darlin'
I wouldn't even feel the hurt

There is nothin' you can do, babe
To stop me from lovin' you
No, there's nothin' you can say, little girl
Honey, to drive me away

'Cause I'm satisfied, with the love ya give
I love ya baby, an' I know it's for real
It's gonna take a miracle to drive me away
But I'll be lovin' ya darlin' until I'm old an' gray

There is nothin' you can do babe
To stop me from lovin' you
Hey, there is nothin' you can say, little girl
Honey to drive me away

Woo! hoo-hoo!

Well, alright!
Um!
Oh!
Woo!
Woo!
Well, alright!

When The King Enjoys His Own Again
(Traditional)



Let rogues and cheats prognosticate
Concerning king's or kingdom's fate
I think myself to be as wise
As he that gazeth on the skies
My sight goes beyond
The depth of a pond
Or rivers in the greatest rain
Whereby I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again
Yes, this I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again

There's neither Swallow, Dove, or Dade
Can soar more high or deeper wade
Nor show a reason from the stars
What causeth peace or civil wars
The man in the moon
May wear out his shoon
By running after Charles his wain
But all's to no end
For the times will not mend
Till the King enjoys his own again
Yes, this I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again

Full forty years this royal crown
Hath been his father's and his own
And is there anyone but he
That in the same should sharer be?
For better may
The scepter sway
Than he that hath such right to reign?
Then let's hope for a peace
For the wars will not cease
Till the king enjoys his own again
Yes, this I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again

Though for a time we see Whitehall
With cobwebs hanging on the wall
Instead of gold and silver brave
Which formerly was wont to have
With rich perfume
In every room,
Delightful to that princely train
Yet the old again shall be
When the time you see
That the King enjoys his own again
Yes, this I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again

Then fears avaunt, upon the hill
My hope shall cast her anchor still
Until I see some peaceful dove
Bring home the branch I dearly love
Then will I wait
Till the waters abate
Which now disturb my troubled brain
Then for ever rejoice
When I've heard the voice
That the King enjoys his own again
Yes, this I can tell
That all will be well
When the King enjoys his own again

Keep Away From The Fellow Who Owns An Automobile
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Ada Jones



There's a certain flirtin' man with money in the bank
The man I mean owns a machine, the kind you have to crank
His great delight is to invite a girlie for a whirl
In his machine and I just mean to kind o' warn each girl

Keep away from the fellow who owns an automobile
He'll take you far in his motor car
Too darn far from your Pa and Ma
If his forty horsepower goes sixty miles an hour say
Goodbye forever, goodbye forever
There's no chance to talk, squawk or balk
You must kiss him or get out and walk
Keep away from the fellow who owns an automobile

Mary White went out one night in Harry's new machine
They rode quite far when Harry's car ran out of gasoline
The hour was late and sad to state no gas could Harry get
The latest word I overheard is that they're walking yet

Keep away from the fellow who owns an automobile
He'll take you far in his motor car
Too darn far from your Pa and Ma
If his forty horsepower goes sixty miles an hour say
Goodbye forever, goodbye forever
There's no chance to talk, squawk or balk
You must kiss him or get out and walk
Keep away from the fellow who owns an automobile

When The Heartache Is Over
Composer(s): John Reid; Graham Stack
Performer(s): Tina Turner; Vonda Shepard



Once in a lifetime you find
Someone to show you the way
Someone to make your decisions
And I let you lead me astray

Who did you think you were fooling
Said you were missing me blind
But the truth is I knew you were lying
You were using me time after time

chorus
When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you

Time to move on with my life now
Leaving the past all behind
I can make my own decisions
It was only a matter of time
Sometimes I look back in anger
Thinking about all the pain
But I know that I'm stronger without you
And that I'll never need you again

chorus

When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you

chorus repeat

When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you
When the heartache is over
I know I won't be missing you
Won't look over my shoulder
'Cause I know that I can live without you
Yeah I can live without you
Oh I can live without you

Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson
First release by: Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell - August 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing

I got your picture hangin' on the wall
It can't see or come to me when I call your name
I realize it's just a picture in a frame

I read your letters when you're not near 
But they don't move me
And they don't groove me like when I hear
Your sweet voice whispering in my ear

Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing

I play my games, a fantasy
I pretend I'm not in reality
I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me

No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much to make me feel better
So let's stay together

I've got some memories to look back on
And though they help me when you phone
I'm well aware nothing can take the place of you're being there

So glad we got the real thing
So glad we got the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Say it loud like you're proud
Ain't nothing like the real thing