Alligator
Composer(s): Robert Hunter - Phil Lesh - Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Performer(s): The Grateful Dead



Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun
Sleepin' by the river just like he usually done
Call for his whisky
He can call for his tea
Call all he wanta but he
can't call me

Oh no
I been there before
and I'm not comin' back around
there no more

Creepy alligator comin' all around the bend
Talkin' bout the times when we was mutual friends
I check my mem'ry
I check it quick yes I will
I check it runnin'
some old kind of trick

Oh no well I
been there before
and I ain't a comin' back around
there no more
no I'm not

Hung up waitin' for a windy day
Hung up waitin' for a windy day
Tear down the Fillmore
Gas the Avalon

Ridin' down the river in an old canoe
a bunch of bugs and an old tennis shoe
out of the river all ugly and green
the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen
teeth big and pointed and his eyes were buggin' out
contact the union, put the beggars to route
screamin' and yellin' and lickin' his chops
he never runs he just stumbles and hops
just out of prison on six dollars bail
mumblin at bitches and waggin' his tail

Alligator runnin' round my door 
Alligator runnin' round my door
Alligator runnin' round my door 
Alligator runnin' round my door

Alligator creepin' round the corner of my cabin door
He's comin' round to bother me some more

Wings Of Glory 
Composer(s): Price & Price
Performer(s): Roy Orbison



I could ride on wings of glory 
to a mountain in the sky 
with fantasies and dreams of love 
too beautiful to die 

And step into the door 
that time will never close 
with promises of all desire 
and love no other knows 
no other knows 

When am I gonna stop reaching for a rainbow? 
You know I always wanted to fly 
could I reach the top, even with the moonglow 
blinding both of my eyes? 

Some resist the urge 
while tempted all the more 
All can feel their weakness 
should they walk in the door 

As we ride on wings of glory 
Together we sill fly 
to live our dreams and fantasies 
to music in the sky 
in the sky 

When am I gonna stop reaching for a rainbow? 
You know I always wanted to fly 
could I reach the top, even with the moonglow 
blinding both of my eyes? 

Allez Roulez!
Composer(s): Joe Dassin - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



C'est long, le temps quand on attend
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!
On vous effleure à cent à l'heure
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!

On me laisse sous la pluie à lever le pouce
Ils ne savent pas que toute ma vie
Dépend de celle qui m'appelle
De celle qui m'attend à Paris

C'est un dix tonnes, ah le brave homme
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!
Soixante à l'heure, encore dix heures
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!

Ils aiment bien la compagnie, les gens de la route
On finit par raconter sa vie
Ma vie c'est celle qui m'appelle
Celle qui m'attend à Paris

Roulez, laissez passer mes chevaux
Roulez! allez roulez!
Roulez, on a le vent dans le dos
Roulez! allez roulez!

Un p'tit café dans un routier
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!
À la radio la météo
Et allez roulez! allez roulez!

Que c'est long, toute une nuit sur une autoroute
Avallon, Fontainebleau, Paris
Là-bas c'est elle qui m'appelle
À la porte d'Italie

Roulez, laissez passer mes chevaux
Roulez! allez roulez!
Roulez, on a le vent dans le dos
Roulez! allez roulez!

Roulez, laissez passer mes chevaux
Roulez! allez roulez!
Roulez, on a le vent dans le dos
Roulez! allez roulez!

Wings Of A Dove
Composer(s): Bob Ferguson
Performer(s): Ferlin Husky;
and various other artists



On the wings of a snow white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above ~ On the wings of a dove

When troubles surround us ~ When evils come
The body grows weak ~ The spirit grows numb

When these things beset us ~ He doesnt forget us
He sends down His love ~ On the wings of a dove

When Noah had drifted ~ On the flood many days
He searched for land ~ In various ways

Troubles he had some ~ But wasn't forgotten
He sent him His love ~ On the wings of a dove

On the wings of a snow white dove ~ He sent his pure sweet love
A sign from above ~ On the wings of a dove

Before My Time
Composer(s): Dave Dudley
Performer(s): Dave Dudley



Yes I know that I'm about to lose you 
'Cause someone else is always on your mind
Why must I have to give you up and give my heart up too
For a love that came along before my time
You say with me you think you've made a big mistake
Well good luck I hope your ending turns out fine
It's gonna hurt a long long time 
That's the price I'll pay
For a love that came along before my time
Well please don't blame me if I stay in love with you
And while I'm alone, if I pretend that you're still mine
I can stand my loneliness if I know you're not blue
With a love that came along before my time
With a love that came along before my time

Wings
Composer(s): Tim Buckley
Performer(s): Tim Buckley



Although you've spoken many times before
A sight of birth he leaves you by a door 
And now you know he doesn't understand
And all you need is the warmth of his hand

And if he'd smile your loving blood would dance
One silent kiss leaves you in a trance
And now you know you cannot live alone 
But you will find your future is unknown
One day the questions rise
On wings of chance you fly 

And on that day your laughs and tears will die
And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies
And you will love when love comes your way
And when it comes there's nothing more to say
And now you know he doesn't understand
And now you know you don't need his hand
One day the questions die
On wings of chance you fly

Artificial Rose
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Jimmy C. Newman; Dave Dudley



The little waitress wore an artificial rose 
I met her in a truckstop long ago
She brought my coffee with a smile and then sat down
And we started talking bout my wanderin' round

I recall the night I gave her that red rose 
Just a little joke between us I suppose
But she laughed and tucked it in her golden hair
And from that day on she always wore it there

Never blooms never grows artificial rose

As time went out I got to know her well 
Grew to love her but I knew I couldn't tell
About the other woman farther down the line
But she trusted me, said I was not that kind

Never blooms never grows artificial rose

One night when I had traveled many miles
I pulled in and thought I'd see her loving smile
But she only left a package tied in red 
And inside a little tear stained note that read

She said I've found out now I return to you
This rose that I've been wearing like a fool
May your life be cold and lonely as can be 
Like this artificial rose you gave to me

Never blooms never grows artificial rose

De Allereerste Keer
Composer(s): Gianfranco Reverberi - Michele Scommegna - Peter Loland - Saro Leva - Sergio Bardotti
Performer(s): Rita Deneve



dit is de allereerste keer
dat ik de liefde tegenkwam
jij kuste mij en ‘k was verloren
nu staat mijn hart in vuur en vlam

dit is de allereerste keer
dat ik ontdek hoe liefde smaakt
‘k ben in jouw strikken nu gevangen
voor ik het wist was het te laat

jij kwam in mijn leven
zo onverwacht
jij lachte maar even
ik had nooit gedacht
dat jouw tovermacht
mij zo een schok zou kunnen geven

dit is de allereerste keer
‘k was nooit verliefd zoals op jou
ik loop al wakende te dromen
omdat ik zoveel van je hou

jij kwam in mijn leven
zo onverwacht
jij lachte maar even
ik had nooit gedacht
dat jouw tovermacht
mij zo een schok zou kunnen geven

dit is de allereerste keer
‘k was nooit verliefd zoals op jou
ik loop al wakende te dromen
omdat ik zoveel van je hou

dit is de allereerste keer
ja, 't is de allereerste keer

Allez Vaï Marseille
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Marseille mon ami
Dès l'entrée à l'école
Avec toi j'ai appris
Que l'on a rien pour rien
Entre les coups de coeurs
Et ceux pris dans la gueule
Vaincu ou bien vainqueur
J'ai trouvé mon chemin
Marseille mes amours
Un peu tendre un peu brute
Tu as pétri mes jour
Et chassé mes complexes
En me jetant tout cru
Dans les bras de tes putes
Qu'ont le coeur et le cul
Comme la porte d'Aix

Allez vaï Marseille
À l'ombre ou au soleil
Bois ton pastis et chante
Ces refrains de Scotto
Qui t'habillaient si bien
Allez vaï Marseille
Va donner des conseils
Aux joueurs de pétanque
Parle fort, parle haut
Et conteste le point
Prends la voix de César
Prends le ton de Panisse
Et que Dieu te bénisse
De mentir avec art
Allez vaï Marseille
Ton ciel est sans pareil
Et ta mer abusive
Qui vient lécher tes rives
S'étirant au soleil

Marseille tu trafiques
Et vis de contrebande
Tu joues avec les flics
T'aimes les armes à feu
Tu te veux Chicago
Mais tu as le coeur tendre
Le plus mauvais mélo
Te met les larmes aux yeux
Marseille lâche-moi
Moi qui connais tes failles
Tu ne me trompes pas
Quand tu joues les malfrats
Ne fais pas le malin
Je sors de tes entrailles
J'ai tété à ton sein
Et j'ai joui dans tes bras

Allez vaï Marseille
A l'ombre ou au soleil
Bois ton pastis et chante
Ces refrains de Scotto
Qui t'habillaient si bien
Allez vaï Marseille
Va donner des conseils
Aux joueurs de pétanque
Parle fort, parle haut
Et conteste le point
Mais à l'heure où l'amour
Tel un vent de Provence
Mi-léger, mi-violent
Vient perturber tes jours
Allez vaï Marseille
Va courtisez Mireille
Elle t'attend brûlante
Et fais-lui des enfants
Qui auront ton accent
Marseille

Alleen Is Maar Alleen
English Title: Lost Without Your Love
Performer(s): Rob de Nijs



Daar sta je dan alleen
Vrienden zeggen me, je komt er wel doorheen
Sinds je wegging weet ik niet meer wat ik doe
Ik leef niet meer, ik ben moe
Maar wat doet het er nog toe
Ik slaap haast niet meer 's nachts
Elke morgen naar kantoor om kwart voor acht
's avonds eten uit de diepvries, kant en klaar
De hond een brok tartaar
Mijn god was jij hier maar

Want alleen is maar alleen
Ik kan niet leven met die stilte om mij heen
Waar ik ga of waar ik sta of waar ik ben
Op straat of in de tram
Ik hoor overal je stem
En doof ik 's nachts het licht
Dan droom ik dat je naast me ligt

Okay, je bent nu vrij
Maar ben je echt zoveel vrijer dan bij mij?
Ook met hem wordt het leven op den duur een sleur
En wijst hij je dan de deur
Dan sta jij alleen

Want alleen is maar alleen
Soms vertel ik het de mensen om me heen
Kom terug voordat mijn wereld is vergaan
Ik smeek je, kijk mij aan
Wat heb ik je misdaan
Nee, hou je maar stil
Ik voel nu wel dat jij me nooit meer wil

Alley-Oop
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier
First release by: Dante & The Evergreens - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



(Oop-oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)

There's a man in the funny papers we all know
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He lives 'way back a long time ago
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He don't eat nothin' but a bear cat stew
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Well, this cat's name is-a Alley-Oop
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)

He got a chauffeur that's a genuwine dinosawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
And he can knuckle your head before you count to fawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)

He got a big ugly club and a head fulla hairuh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like great big lions and grizzly bearuhs
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley-Oop) Wearin' clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive
(Look at that cave man go!!)

He rides thru the jungle tearin' limbs offa trees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Knockin' great big monstahs dead on their knees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
The cats don't bug him cuz they know bettah
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Cuz he's a mean motah scootah and a bad go-gettah
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley-Oop) Wears clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive
(Look at that cave man go!!) 

Thair he goes,
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Look at that cave man go
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He sure is hip ain't he
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like what's happening
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He's too much
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Ride, Daddy, ride
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Hi-yo dinosawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Ride, Daddy, ride
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Get 'em, man
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like--hipsville
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)

Wine, Women And Song
Composer(s): Johann Strauss



The night is young and love is new
The night will dring me close to you
The music playing sweet
My heart will skip a beat

To hold you in my arms tonight
Will fill my heart with great delight
Tonight's a night for love
It's love that I'm thinking of

Wine brings the rosiest glow
Wine makes your troubles all go
Wine warms the night desire
Exciting your mind with its fire
Then for spice, women really are nice
Soft music will melt the ice

Wine, loving women and song
You try it, you'll never go wrong
Find wine exciting and women inviting
Your troubles, like bubbles
Will vanish in song
Music and dancing, and wine and romancing
You might as well smile, you only live a while

Time is so fleeting, all problems repeating
You'll find yourself greeting
Each day with a frown
If you would beat it, a few things are needed
Just wine and fine women and a little song

Life's a game we must play
Ev'ry day of the year
Might as well play the game
With the best of good cheer

Vintage wine brings relief
From the cares of the day
Play it smart, cares depart
With a sparkling glass of wine

Glasses up, glasses up
Here's to happiness
Drink a toast, drink a toast
Drink to loveliness

Glasses up, live it up, now
Before time has flown
Gaily laugh, Gaily sing
Let your voices ring
You will find, sips of wine
Will contentment bring

Now's the time
Nothing can go wrong
Here's to wine, women and song

Alley Cat
((Adapted from: Omkring Et Flygel (by Bent Fabricius-Bjerre) - 1961))
Composer(s): Bent Fabric
Performer(s): Chet Atkins - 1963



He goes on the prowl each night
Like an alley cat
Looking for some new delight
Like an alley cat

She can't trust him out of sight
There's no doubt of that
He just don't know wrong from right
Like an alley cat

He meets them
And loves them
And leaves them
Like that "Catsanova" does

That's no way to treat a pal
She should tell him "Scat!"
Aren't you sorry for that gal
And her alley cat?

He meets them
And loves them
And leaves them
Like that "Catsanova" does

He don't know what faithful means
There's no doubt of that
He's too busy makin' scenes
Like an alley cat

And that's the sad, sad tale of a lonesome quail
And her alley cat

Wine Me Up
Composer(s): Faron Young; Billy Deaton
Performer(s): Gary Allan;
and various other artists



I'm the center of attention in this bar room
'Cause I've got the biggest heartache of the year
And each night those swingin` doors reach out to me and draw me in
'Cause they know each night that I'll be back to wine me up again

Chorus:
Wine me up turn me on and watch me cry for you
Lately drinkin` warm red wine is all I want to do
I never know how tight I'll wine me up 'til I walk in
I don't care cause I'll be back to wine me up again

I'd like to thank the folks who raise the grapes way up in California
And I'm hopin this will be their biggest year
'Cause scarlet waters all that's left to keep me hangin on
That's why I'll try to wine me up each day and night next year

Alles Kan Een Mens Gelukkig Maken
Performer(s): René Froger



Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom 
Geen idee, geen benul wat de smaak van honger is 
Als ik geen zin heb om te koken 
Dan loop ik even naar de markt voor een moot gebakken vis 
Als ik morgen geen zin heb om te werken 
Dan stel ik al het werk tot overmorgen uit 
En als de kleuren van m'n huis me irriteren 
Dan vraag ik of de buurman 't vandaag nog overspuit 

Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was

Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was

Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom 
Geen idee, geen benul wat gebrek aan liefde is 
Vandaag kocht ik m'n derde videorecorder 
Van nu af aan is er dus geen proggramma dat ik mis 
M'n vader en m'n moeder zijn nog allebei in leven 
Dankzij hun heb ik een fijne jeugd gehad 
En voordat jij en ik vanavond vroeg onder de wol gaan 
Gaan we met z'n tweeën drie keer uitgebreid in bad 

Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was

Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken 
Een zingende merel, de geur van de zee 
Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken 
De zon die doorbreekt, een vers kopje thee 

Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis 
Een plek onder de zon 
En altijd iemand in de buurt 
Die van me houden kon 
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker 
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was

Wine Into Water
Composer(s): T. Graham Brown; Bruce Burch; Ted Hewitt
Performer(s): T. Graham Brown;
and various other artists



You've heard a multitude of prayers on my behalf
I pray that one more is not too much to ask
I've tried to fight this battle by myself
But it's a war that I can't win without your help

Chorus:
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water

So many times I've hurt the ones I love
I pushed them to the edge of giving up
They've stood by me but how much can they stand
If I don't put this bottle in you hands

Chorus:
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water

I shook my fist at heaven for all the hell that I've been through
Now I'm beggin' for forgiveness and a miracle from you, cause
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water
Could you help me turn the wine back into water

Yeah, yeah

Alles Im Liegen
Performer(s): Falco



Es schwingt sich ein die, die Monarchie
Die Kais'rin sie zeigt, ihr Knie wie nie
Das Kerzenlicht ein, Spiegel verbricht's
Außer der Krone, der Krone trägt sie nichts -
Die Tiefs im Hoch, im überwieg'n
Alles beim Alten von Alt-Wien bis hin nach Neu-Berlin
- Großberlin 

Laß' ihre Hand
Deinem Herzen sieg'n
Die Positionen bleiben streng verschieg'n
Alles Im Liegen

Mit Puls im Bauch am
Am inner - Blues schwer drauf -
Die Zeremonienmeisterin klärt Dich auf -
Ihre Hände -
Messen dann dem Mann
Unter Bandagen -
Das Low-light Psychoprogramm -
Die Diagnose dann -

Suburban Partisan

Aber wann?

Wird ihre Hand
Nur Dein Herz besieg'n?
Und was SIE hergibt
Wird DIR wann verziehn?
Verlebt vom Leben, hat's auch alles schon gegeben
Vom Leben, was ist blieb'm?

Alles im Liegen - überblieb'n

Ihre Hände messen dann dem Mann...

Wird ihre Hand
Nur Dein Herz besieg'n?...

Windy Night
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh



When the angry sky, opens up its mouth
And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south
Close your windows and close all your doors
And pray for those men who fall upon rocky shores

And when the hungry road, points its finger at your heart
And say "Stranger follow me, I will show you where to start"
Well don't make a move, to the left or the right, or them
Hounds are gonna get you, send you running, screaming through
The stormy night

And one windy night, a flickering light
caught the eye of a passing angel as she was in flight 
she came to the door, and there she saw a young soldier crying 
as he lay dying from a wound of war

Then that angel of the Lord, took the form of a girl
And knelt by the boy and said "I will help you to that other world
Oh rest your weary soul, lay your head upon my shoulder
Press your trembling hand in mine until the night is over
For that Devil wants you, but you are a soldier 
and with a friend by your side 
there's no need to hide until the fight is over..."
Na na na na 
oh Lord on this windy night
Na na na na 
oh Lord on this windy night

So if you need help, on a windy night 
be sure to leave a candle burning 
so a friend can see the light 
there may be a stranger come looking for you 
and it may be an angel of the Lord come to bring you better news

On a windy night...
Na na na na 
oh Lord on this windy night...
Oh hear me, hear me Lord 
oh Lord, on my windy night...
Oh hear me Lord 
oh Lord on my windy night

Allergies
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon



Maladies
Melodies
Allergies to dust and grain
Maladies
Remedies
Still these allergies remain
My hand can't touch a guitar string
My fingers just burn and ache
My head intercedes with my bodily needs
And my body won't give it a break
My heart can stand a disaster
My heart can take a disgrace
But my heart is allergic
To the women I love
And it's changing the shape of my face
Allergies
Allergies
Something's living on my skin
Doctor please
Doctor please
Open up it's me again
I go to a famous physician
I sleep in the local hotel
From what I can see of the people like me
We get better
But we never get well
So I ask myself this question
It's a question I often repeat
Where do allergies go
When it's after a show
And they want to get something to eat?
Allergies
Allergies
Something's living on my skin
Doctor please
Doctor please
Open up it's me again
Maladies
Melodies
Allergies to dust and grain
Maladies
Remedies
Still these allergies remain

Windy City
Composer(s): Sammy Fain; Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day



Boys, Chicagy's the biggest noise in Illinoise.....
Listen...

I just blew in from the windy city
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got, no sirree
They got shacks up to seven storeys
Never see any morning glories
But a step from our doorway
We got 'em fer free

They've got those minstrel shows
Purty ladies in the big chapeaus
Private lawns, public parks
For the sake of civic virtue
They've got fountains there that squirt you

I just blew in from the windy city
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got.
I'm telling you, boys,
We got more life in Deadwood city than in all of Illinois!

On the street was a dancin' feller
All dressed up in a suit of yeller
Aand the dance that he did there
Went somethin' like this...

Whistle! (whistling) More!

You shoulda seen me a-winder shopping
A-winder shopping with eyes a-poppin'
At the sights that you see there, yes sirree!

Press a bell and a moment later
Up you go in an elevator
Just as fast as a polecat a-climbin' a tree

I heard claim hundreds came
To a thing they call a baseball game!
Cigar stores, revolving doors
Men wear sideburns and they oughter
'Cause a haircut costs a quarter

I just blew in from the windy city,
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got.
I'm tellin' ya, boys
I ain't a-swappin' half of Deadwood for the whole of Illinois!