All This Stuff Takes Time
Composer(s): Arlo Guthrie
Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie



It ain't so much the boredom
But the fire in her soul
That made her life unbearable
While living in that hole
Of her dark surburban nightmare
'Till she went to see the Dead
And the self esteem she valued
Was immediately spent
And she had no one to turn to
So she just turned off her mind
She's a well adjusted wanderer
But all this stuff takes time

On the streets of old Wyoming
There's a couple from L.A.
They are post-environmentalists
Looking for to stay
'Till their friends all come to join them
In the quest for air to breathe
And when it gets too crowded
They will just pick up and leave
Like they did in New York City
When the coast seemed quite sublime
It don't take much but money
And money just takes time

Marie is on the lounge chair
Draped around the pool
Avoiding almost anyone who'd
Desecrate he cool
It's the reason she's attractive
She's already self abused
And her pride won't feel the loneliness
That comes with being used
She's the center of the universe
For which she was designed
Until she wakes up wandering
Why all this stuff takes time

Bill died of a heart attack
Beating up his wife
Now he's come back as a lesbian
That's looking for his wife
Who is now a psychoanalyst
That likes to work with plants
Except of course on weekends
When she likes to wear the pants
She's a leather goddess minister
Who works with the confined
It don't take much to realize
That all this stuff takes time

Will You Be There
Composer(s): Michael Jackson
Performer(s): Michael Jackson;
and various other artists



Hold Me
Like The River Jordan
And I Will Then Say To Thee
You Are My Friend

Carry Me
Like You Are My Brother
Love Me Like A Mother
Will You Be There?

Weary
Tell Me Will You Hold Me
When Wrong, Will You Skold Me
When Lost Will You Find Me?

But They Told Me
A Man Should Be Faithful
And Walk When Not Able
And Fight Till The End
But I'm Only Human

Everyone's Taking Control Of Me
Seems That The World's
Got A Role For Me
I'm So Confused
Will You Show To Me
You'll Be There For Me
And Care Enough To Bear Me

(Hold Me)
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
(Softly Then Boldly)
(Carry Me There)

(Lead Me)
(Love Me And Feed Me)
(Kiss Me And Free Me)
(I Will Feel Blessed)

(Carry)
(Carry Me Boldly)
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
(Carry Me There)

(Save Me)
(Heal Me And Bathe Me)
(Softly You Say To Me)
(I Will Be There)

(Lift Me)
(Lift Me Up Slowly)
(Carry Me Boldly)
(Show Me You Care)

(Hold Me)
(Lay Your Head Lowly)
(Softly Then Boldly)
(Carry Me There)

(Need Me)
(Love Me And Feed Me)
(Kiss Me And Free Me)
(I Will Feel Blessed)

In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tripulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart

All This Love
Composer(s): El DeBarge
First release by: DeBarge - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



I had some problems
And no one could seem to solve them
But you found the answer
You told me to take a chance
And learn the way of love, my baby
And all that it had to offer
In time you will see that love won't let you down

You said that you loved me
Said hurt only came to pass me
It sounded so convincing
That I gave it half a chance
And learned the way of love my baby
There is so much love inside me
And all that I have I give my all to you
(all, all my loving)

And all this love is waiting for you
(my baby, my sugar)
And all, all my love is waiting for you

All this love is waiting for you
(Oooh!)
And baby all, baby all this love is waiting for you
(my sugar)

Oh, I love how you make me feel this way
My love is getting stronger every day (my baby)
And after all I went and put myself through
I found that all I really needed was you (my darlin')

As the sun has its place up in the sky
I love you so dearly
And all the same, there's no need to wonder why
I need you, please hear me

Say you really love me, baby
Say you really love me, darlin'
For I really love you baby
You know I really love you darlin'

Say you really love me, baby
Say you really love me, darlin'
For I really love you baby
Sure enough love you darlin'

Say, say you love me......

Will There Be Any Yodeling In Heaven?
Performer(s): Bob Wills;
and various other artists



Will there be any yodeling in heaven
That is what I'd like to know
There can't be any wrong
In just singing a song
With a yodel lay-eee-ooh-my-lay-eee-tee
Yodel lay-dee-ay-dee-ooh-my-lay-dee-tee
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
Ooh-lay-dee-dee-dee-dee
And the heavens above
Will they sing the songs we love
While I yodel lay-eee-ooh-my lay-dee-tee

As I climb the golden stairway up yonder
And life's journey on this Earth is o'er
As I cross the Great Divide
Will they welcome me inside
With my yodel lay-eee-ooh-my-lay-eee-tee
Yodel lay-dee-ay-dee-ooh-my-lay-dee-tee
Will there be any yodeling in heaven
Ooh-lay-dee-dee-dee-dee
And the heavens above
Will they sing the songs we love
While I yodel lay-dee-eee-ooh-my lay-dee-tee

All This And Heaven Too
Composer(s): Eddie DeLange - James Van Heusen
Performer(s): Bob Eberly & Jimmy Dorsey



You give me your lips
And your lips are so heavenly
Stars in the sky are all free
And they shine for me
So does the moon in the blue
All this is mine and heaven too

You give me your arms
And your arms are like angel wings
Sweet to my ear is the song ev'ry bluebird sings
Each rosebud kissed by the dew
All this is mine and heaven too

I own each summer day
Each mountain capped with snow
The sentimental tree, the dreamy streams that flow
Ev'ry country lane and ev'ry street of stone
Are highways of adventure made for me alone

You give me your love
And your love is a melody
Deep in my heart I will carry the song with me
You bring a love so divine
All this is mine and heaven too

Will The Circle Be Unbroken
Composer(s): A.P. Carter
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band;
and various other artists



I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

I said to that undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord, I hate to see here go

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

Oh, I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

I went back home, my home was lonesome
Missed my mother, she was gone
All of my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made us strong
Ones that mother maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, lord, in the sky

All Things Must Pass
Composer(s): George Harrison
First release by: George Harrison - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



Sunrise doesn't last all morning
A cloudburst doesn't last all day
Seems my love is up
And has left you with no warning
But it's not always going to be this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away

Sunset doesn't last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this my love is up
And must be leaving
It has not always been this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away

All things must pass
None of life's strings can last
So I must be on my way
And face another day

Now the darkness only stays at night-time
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight is good
At arriving at the right time
It's not always going to be this grey

All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away

Will The Angels Play Their Harps For Me?
Composer(s): D. White; Hirsch
Performer(s): Josef Locke



I was passing by the churchyard in the city
and I saw a beggar old and grey
With his hands outstretched he asked the folks for pity
and it made me sad to hear him say

Oh I wonder, yes I wonder, will the angels way up yonder
will the angels play their harps for me?
For my heart is growing dreary and my feet are growing weary
Will the angels play their haprs for me?

Oh a million miles I've travelled, and a million sights I've seen
and I'm ready for the glory soon to be
Oh I wonder, yes I wonder, will the angels way up yonder
will the angels play their harps for me?

Oh I wonder, yes I wonder, will the angels way up yonder
will the angels play their harps for me?

Oh my heart is growing dreary, and my feet are growing weary
will the angels play their harps for me?

Oh a million miles I've travelled, and a million sights I've seen
and I'm ready for the glory soon to be
Oh I wonder yes, I wonder, will the angels way up yonder
will the angels play their harps for me?

Will the angels play their harps for me?

All The Young Punks (New Boots And Contracts)
Composer(s): Strummer - Jones
Performer(s): The Clash



Hanging about
down the market street
I spent a lot of time on my feet
When I saw some passing yabbos
We did chance to speak

I knew how to sing
y' know an
They knew how to pose
An' one of them had a Les Paul
Heart attack machine

All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain't much to cry for
All the young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain't much to die for

Everybody wants to bum
A ride on the rock 'n' roller coaster
And we went out
Got our name in small print on the poster
Of course we got a manger
Though he ain't the mafia
A contract is a contract
When they get 'em out on yer

You gotta drag yourself to work
Drag yourself to sleep
You're dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week

Face front you got the future shining
Like a piece of gold
But I swear as we get closer
It look more like a lump of coal
But it's better than some factory
Now that's no place to waste your youth
I worked there for a week once
I luckily got the boot

Will The Angels Let Me Play
Composer(s): Fred E. Gladdish; W.L. Werden
Performer(s): George Morgan



In the yard where children
Were playing games one day
A little boy on crutches
Was watching wistfully*
It seemed so hard he couldn't play
Like other children do
They said that he would spoil their games
And was a baby too

When I go to heaven momma
Will the angels let me play
Because I'm just a cripple
Will they say I'm in the way

Here the children never want me
I'm a bother they all say
When I go to heaven mommy
Will the angels let me play

Now this little fellows heart was breaking in two
Just because the rest of the kids
Wouldn't let him play

And as he hobbled to his mom on his crutches
With his eyes full of tears
She heard her little cripple boy say
Gosh mommy I'm so awfully tired

And then he bowed his little head
Won't you rock me just a little bit mom
Before I have to go to bed
And gee how I wish daddy would come home
Before I go to sleep
Will you tell him how I waited and waited
For so long mom
For his kiss on my little cheek

And then that night
When all was still and silent
A band of angels came that way
And they took this little fellow up to heaven
Where he'll never never have to say
Mom when I go up to heaven
Won't the angels let me play

Or maybe because I'm just a kid on crutches
They'll say I'm in the way
You know Mom here the rest kids never want me
I'm a bother they all say

So when I go up to heaven mom
Don't you think that maybe
Just maybe
The angels will let me play

When I go to heaven momma
Will the angels let me play

All The Young Dudes
Composer(s): David Bowie
First release by: Mott The Hoople - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Now Billy rapped all night 'bout his suicide
Kick it in the head when he was 25
All that speed jive
Don't wanna stay alive when you're 25

Lucy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Freddy's got zits from picking off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Oh the television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man I need TV when I got T. Rex
Brother you guessed
I'm a dude yeah

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

Now Jimmy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule
It's a real mean team
We can love
Oh yes, we can love
Brother's back at home
With his Beatles and his Stones
We never got if off on that revolution stuff
It was such a drag
Too many snags
Well I drunk a lot of wine
And I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Brother you guessed
Well I'm a dude yeah

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

Will Love Ever Come My Way
Composer(s): Dion DiMucci; Wes Farrell
Performer(s): Dion; The Mystics



It seems the whole world wants to turn their backs on me 
Can't seem to find someone to give a little love to me 

(La la la la la la ooo) 
Wonderin' just what to do, wonderin' just where to go 
Waiting here all alone, waiting for love to show 
Will love ever ever come my way? 

Looking for someone's love, looking so hard I cry 
Wanting someone to care, wanting as time goes by 
Will love ever ever come my way? 

I'm just like a lonely drifter, I'm goin' on my way 
Hoping that I will find love someday, some way 
Dreaming of love & fun, dreaming the long nights through 
Wishing on stars above, wishing sounds sad but true 
Will love ever ever come my way? 

(La la la la la la ooo)

All The World Will Be Jealous Of Me
Composer(s): Al Dubin - Ernest R. Ball



I was jealous and hurt 
When your lips kissed a rose
Or your eyes from my own chanced to stray
I have tried all in vain 
Many times to propose
Now at last I've found courage to say

Let's suppose that the lips I found kissing a rose 
Were to tell me to look in your eyes 
if I'd find there a light that for me only glows
More and more would my heart realize

The roses all envy the bloom on your cheek
And the sun even envies your smile
The birds in the wildwood are stilled when you speak
Their songs don't seem half worth the while
The light in your eyes makes the bright stars grow pale
They're jealous as jealous can be
But when one word or sign tells them all you are mine
All the world will be jealous of me!

Will It Go Round In Circles
Composer(s): Bruce Fisher; Billy Preston
Performer(s): Billy Preston;
and various other artists



I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while
I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps, no
I'm gonna let the music move me around
I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps
I'm gonna let the music move me around

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

All The World Loves Lovers
Composer(s): Paddy McAloon
Performer(s): Prefab Sprout



All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it 
Don’t forget it
Love whatever the price
All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it - love
Don’t forget it - love
Love whatever the price
... love

You and I won’t lose our heads the way some lovers do
Saying "this will last forever" when it’s just a year or two
You and I won’t be the fools that other lovers are
Thinking every silver bottle top potentially a star still

All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it - love
Don’t forget it - love
Love whatever the price
All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it - love
Don’t forget it - love
Love whatever the price

We won’t make the promises that every lover makes
Only to find that all we’ve made are similar mistakes
No you and I won’t wish for things
Like other lovers do
But let’s cross our hearts and hope to die
If none of them come true ’cause

All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it - love
Don’t forget it - love
Love whatever the price
All the world loves lovers
All the world loves people in love
Don’t forget it - love
Don’t forget it - love
Love whatever the price

All the world loves lovers 
Love whatever the price
All the world loves lovers 
Love whatever the price
All the world loves lovers
... love 

Will I Make It Through The Eighties?
Composer(s): Julie Brown; Coffy
Performer(s): Julie Brown



Time to get up, but I can't move
What did I do last night
Am I home, are these my clothes
I hope my car's alright

At least it's Sunday—no, it's Monday
I better call in dead
Well, I might get by, but I'm so burnt
I can't get out of bed

Will I make it through the eighties
I-I-I don't know
Will I make it through the eighties
A-tumbling like a domino
Will I make it through the eighties
Hope so

Thirty-two steps from here to downstairs
I step on a cat, trip over a chair
Nothing in the fridge, nothing on TV
Well, Sylvia Plath's got nothing on me

Dig through the ashtrays, and light up a butt
Sitting here looking like I don't know what
Bit off more than my mind could chew
Shower or suicide, what do I do

Will I make it through the eighties
I-I-I don't know
Will I make it through the eighties
A-tumbling like a domino
Will I make it through the eighties
Hope so

Time to grow up, start living right
Stop sleeping all day, playing all night
Enough is enough, gonna do it or die
Is that the phone ringing—"Oh, Steve honey, hi
A concert tonight—yeah, that sounds great
But I burned myself out, I can't stay out that late
No, I mean it this time, I'm taking it slow
Got a backstage pass—alright, let's go"

Will I make it through the eighties
I-I-I don't know
Will I make it through the eighties
A-tumbling like a domino
Will I make it through the eighties
Wind me up and watch me go
Will I make it through the eighties
Hope so

All The World Is Love
Composer(s): Clarke - Hicks - Nash
Performer(s): The Hollies



In my secluded state my mind 
Valued things are hard to find 
My mind's gone I know not where 
left without a care 

When my thoughts are taking flight 
pen them down on sheets of white 
Building castles in the air 
left without a care 

In a crowded room alone that's where you'll find me 
I have left my mind somewhere floating behind me 

Blue skies white clouds to be seen 
wish my mind could be as clean 
As the clouds that swim above 
all the world is love 

Bubbles forming all around 
Left my body on the ground 
Unattached too hard to move 
All the world is love 
All the world is love 
All the world is love 

Will His Love Be Like His Rum?
Composer(s): Harry Belafonte; William Attaway
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte



Will his love be like his rum
Yes it will, yes it will
Intoxicating all night long
Yes it will, yes it will, everybody

Drink, drink this toast
Drink this wedding toast
Drink oh drink this toast
To the two we love the most

Did he wed her in the spring
Yes he did, yes he did
Did he give her finger ring
Yes he did, yes he did

Will her cooking be the best
Yes it will, yes it will
Make his belly split his best
Yes it will, yes it will

Will she be a perfect wife
Yes she will, yes she will
Make him work hard all his life
Yes she will, yes she will

Will we dance and sing all night-a
Yes we will, yes we will
Eat up ev'rything inside
Yes we will, yes we will

All The World Is A Stage
Composer(s): Noddy Holder - Jim Lea
Performer(s): Slade



You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the ears of the listener
I am the voice of the picture
Together we can act out the age

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

You are the sense of occasion
Mine is a standing ovation
Your pleasure is only at your command
You are to set the example
I am the one to portray it
To measure the storm that follows the calm

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the brain of the thinker
I am the fave of expression
Together we can act out the age

All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Turn on the spotlight it's yours
All the world is a stage, all the people are players
Ring up the curtain 
Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

The start and end to every story is the same
But what comes in between you have yourself to blame
It makes no difference at all
Just pick yourself when you fall
So ring up the certain - applause

Wildwood Weed
Composer(s): Don Bowman; Jim Stafford
Performer(s): Jim Stafford;
The New Lost City Ramblers; Phish



The wildwood flower grew wild on the farm
And we never knowed what it was called
Some said it was a flower and some said it was weed
I never gave it much thought ......
One day I was out there talking to my brother
Reached down for a weed to chew on
Things got fuzzy and things got blurry
And then everything was gone!
Didn't know what happened
But I knew it beat the hell out of sniffin' burlap

I come to and my brother was there
And he said, What's wrong with your eyes?
I said, I don't know, I was chewing on a weed
He said, Let me give it a try
We spent the rest of that day and most of that night
Trying to find my brother, Bill
Caught up with him, 'bout six o'clock the next morning
Naked, swinging on the wind mill!
He said he flew up there
I had to fly up there and bring him down
He was about half crazy .....

The very next day we picked a bunch of them weeds
And put 'em in the sun to dry
Then we mashed 'em up and chopped 'em up
And put 'em in the corncob pipe
Smokin' that wildwood flower got to be a habit
We didn't see no harm
We thought it was kind of handy
Take a trip and never leave the farm!

All good things gotta come to an end
And it's the same with the wildwood weed
One day this feller from Washington came by
And he spied and turned white as a sheet
Then they dug and they burned
And they burned and they dug
And they killed all our cute little weeds
Then they drove away
We just smiled and waved ..........
Sittin' there on that sack of seeds!

Y'all come back now, hear?