Lights Out
Composer(s): Seth David - Mac Rebennack
Performer(s): Jerry Byrne; Johnny Winter



Standin' on my front porch
Grabbed her and I kissed her
Boy I was surprised when I saw her little sister
Lights out, lights out
I'm glad now the lights were out
Sister knows more about
What to do when the lights go out
Mother looked at me
She was a-peepin' through the window
The way she looked at me
Boy, I thought I was a sinner
Lights out, lights out
I'm glad now the lights were out
Sister knows more about
What to do when the lights go out
Lovin' on the front porch sittin' on the swing
I can almost hear those weddin' bells ring
Lights out, lights out
I'm glad now the lights were out
Sister knows more about
What to do when the lights go out

Lovin' on the front porch sittin' on the swing
I can almost hear those weddin' bells ring
Lights out, lights out
I'm glad now the lights were out
Sister knows more about
What to do when the lights go out
Now we're married and we bought a little house
Would have married little sister, but the lights went out
Lights out, lights out
I'm glad now the lights were out
Sister knows more about
What to do when the lights go out

Dear Peter
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



El universo se me derrumbó
por un instante demasiado largo
pensé que lo mejor era el letargo
de los cipreses de Van Gogh
Y me bebí un buen trago de cointreau
para endulzar aquel bocado amargo
pero de pronto sucedió
que la memoria, como por encargo
se puso en marcha y disparó
alguna ráfaga de 'So'...
"Don't give up
'cause somewhere there's a place...'
decía
la dulce voz de Kate
calmando
mi desesperación...
amigo
te debo esta canción...
Dear Peter
I owe you this song
Y casi como una revelación
lo que antes era oscuro se hizo claro
la voz de Kate lucía como un faro
en el umbral de mi apagón
Se apoderó de mí la decisión
de combatir de frente al desamparo
y proclamar la rebelión
de no seguir pasando por el aro
de la maldita maratón
que sólo lleva a la traición
'Don't give up...'
La voz que me animaba en tu canción
se convirtió en mi pan de cada día
fué el único alimento que comía
para vencer mi rendición
pero escondido tras aquella voz
amigo, tú eras quien me repetía
vivir es resistir la coz
interna de tu propia cobardía
que, con la dama de la hoz
es tu enemiga más feroz...
'Don't give up
you know where we belong...
resiste
que aún queda el corazón
amigo
te debo esta canción
Dear Peter
I owe you this song

Another Pot O'tea
Composer(s): Paul Grady
Performer(s): Anne Murray
and multiple other artists



Put on another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your stories
And I need someone to help me

Well they say that now you don't talk straight
And as of late it's been my lot to be afraid
To remember you by anything
But memories I already keep

Put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your stories
And now I need some sympathy

It's harder when it takes so long to leave
The table where we all learned to laugh and learned to grieve
Over the pain that came so close to you
It comes so close to me today

Put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your stories
And I need a rosary

Dear Old Pal Of Mine
Composer(s): Lieut. Gitz Rice - Harold Robe
Performer(s): John McCormack
and multiple other artists



All my life is empty, since I went away
Skies don't seem to be so clear
May some angel sentry, guard you while I stray
And fate be kind to join us some sweet day

Oh, how I want you, dear old pal of mine
Each night and day I pray you're always mine
Sweetheart, may God bless you, angel hands caress you
While sweet dreams rest you, dear old pal of mine

Dearie, I'm so lonely, how I miss your smile
And your tender loving way
I just want you only, want you all the while
May God decree I have you back some day

Oh, how I want you, dear old pal of mine
Each night and day I pray you're always mine
Sweetheart, may God bless you, angel hands caress you
While sweet dreams rest you, dear old pal of mine

Another Place, Another Time
Composer(s): Jerry Chesnut
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis
and multiple other artists



One by one they're turning out the lights
I've been feeding that old jukebox just to hold you tight
Guess it's for the best I just put in my last dime
Heard you whisper we'd meet again, another place, another time

Chairs are stacked all over tables and it's closing time they say
I could wait right here forever if they'd only let me stay
Anywhere would be much better than that lonely room of mine
And the sleepless nights are waitin' for another place, another time

Won't that room of mine be a lonely place to be
After I've been holding you so close to me
And won't that old stairway be a little hard to climb
To a lonely room to wait for another place, another time

Won't that old stairway be a little hard to climb
To a lonely room to wait for another place, another time

Dear Old Donegal
Composer(s): Steve Graham
Performer(s): Josef Locke
and multiple other artists



It seems like only yesterday
I sailed from out of Cork
A wanderer from old Erin's isle
I landed in New York
There wasn't a soul to greet me there
A stranger on your shore
But Irish luck was with me here
And riches came galore
And now that I'm going back again
To dear old Erin's isle
My friends will meet me on the pier
And greet me with a smile
Their faces, sure, I've almost forgot
I've been so long away
But me mother will introduce them all
And this to me will say

Shake hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy
And here's your sister, Kate
And sure there's the girl you used to swing
Down by the garden gate
Shake hands with all your neighbours
And kiss the colleens all
You're as welcome as the flowers in May
To dear old Donegal

They'll line the roads for miles and miles
They'll come from near and far
And they'll give a party when I go home
With Irish jauntin' cars
The spirits'll flow and we'll be gay
We'll fill your hearts with joy
And the piper will play an Irish reel
To greet the Yankee boy
We'll dance and sing the whole night long
Such fun as never was seen.
The lads'll be decked in corduroy
The colleens wearin' green
There'll be thousands there that I never saw
I've been so long away
But me mother will introduce them all
And this to me will say

Shake hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy
And here's your sister, Kate
And sure there's the girl you used to swing
Down by the garden gate
Shake hands with all your neighbours
And kiss the colleens all
You're as welcome as the flowers in May
To dear old Donegal

Meet Branigan, Fannigan, Milligan, Gilligan
Duffy, McCuffy, Malachy, Mahone
Rafferty, Lafferty, Donnelly, Connelly
Dooley, O'Hooley, Muldowney, Malone
Madigan, Cadigan, Lanihan, Flanihan
Fagan, O'Hagan, O'Hoolihan, Flynn
Shanihan, Manihan, Fogarty, Hogarty
Kelly, O'Kelly, McGuinness, McGuinn

Shake hands with your Uncle Mike, me boy
And here's your sister, Kate
And sure there's the girl you used to swing
Down by the garden gate
Shake hands with all your neighbours
And kiss the colleens all
You're as welcome as the flowers in May
To dear old Donegal

Another Park, Another Sunday
Composer(s): Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



As I'm sitting in my room staring out the window
I'm wondering where you've gone
Thinking back 'bout the happy hours just before the dawn
Outside the wind is blowing......it seems to call your name
Again
Where have you gone

City streets and lonely highways I've traveled down
My car is empty
And the radio just seems to bring me down
I'm just tryin' to find me a pretty smile that I can get into
It's true
I'm lost without you

Another lonely park, another Sunday
(Another lonely day)
Why is it life turns out that way
(It just turns out that way)
Just when you think you've got a good thing
It seems to slip away

It's warm outside, no clouds are in the sky
But I need myself a place to go and hide
I keep it to myself...... I don't want nobody else
To see me cryin' all those tears in my eyes

Another lonely park, another Sunday
(Another lonely day)
Why is it life turns out that way
(It just turns out that way)
Just when you think you've got a good thing
It seems to slip away

Another park, another Sunday
It's dark and empty thanks to you
I've got to get myself together
But it's hard to do

Dear Okie
Composer(s): Rudy Sooter - Doye O'Dell
Performer(s): Doye O'Dell
and multiple other artists



Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Pickin' up prunes, squeezin' oil out of olives

Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Rakin' up gold, playing fiddle in the Follies

Now, he'll be lucky if he finds a place to live
But there's orange juice fountains flowing for those kids of his

So, Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Diggin' oil wells, all he needs is a shovel

Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Sellin' used cars, just a-waitin' for the suckers

Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Handin' out checks, as a welfare worker

If he takes the Freeway to the grocery store
He'll make it fine if he starts out the day before

Dear Okie, if you see Arkie
Tell 'im Tex got a job for him out in Californy
Pickin' up prunes, squeezin' oil out of olives

Zoals Het Eenmaal Is Geweest
Performer(s): Marva



Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hou ik nog van jou het meest
Al zal er nooit een ander zijn

Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hou ik nog van jou het meest
Al zal er nooit een ander zijn

Wij waren nog maar zestien jaar
Maar hielden dolveel van elkaar
De zon scheen helder boven ons bestaan
Na d' eerste kus in 't lentegroen
Na d' eerste zucht in 't naseizoen
Viel in mijn hart de eerste liefdetraan

Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hou ik nog van jou het meest
Al zal er nooit een ander zijn

Het is niet waar wat men beweert
Na regen zonneschijn
Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hoor ik weer een liefdeslied
De noten zijn dezelfde niet
Het klinkt niet meer zo vrolijk zoals toen
Al kwam de lente stralend weer
De kleuren zijn zo mooi niet meer
Want wat een keer vervaagt
Wordt nooit meer groen

Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hou ik nog van jou het meest
Al zal er nooit een ander zijn

Zoals het eenmaal is geweest
Zo zal het nooit meer zijn
Al hou ik nog van jou het meest
Al zal er nooit een ander zijn

Dear Mr. Fantasy
Composer(s): Jim Capaldi - Steve Winwood - Chris Wood
First release by: Traffic - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years

Another Op'nin', Another Show
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Annabelle Hill
and multiple other artists



Another op'nin', another Show
Another op'nin', another show
In Philly, Boston or Baltimoe
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin', another show

Another job that you hope, at last
Will make your future forget your past
Another pain where the ulcers grow
Another op'nin', another show

For weeks, you rehearse and rehearse
Three weeks and it couldn't be worse
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!

The overture is about to start
You cross your fingers and hold your heart
It's curtain time and away we go
Another op'nin', another show

Another op'nin', another show
In Philly, Boston or Baltimoe
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin', another show

Another job that you hope, at last
Will make your future forget your past
Another pain where the ulcers grow
Another op'nin', another show

For weeks, you rehearse and rehearse
Three weeks and it couldn't be worse
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!

The overture is about to start
You cross your fingers and hold your heart
It's curtain time and away we go
Another op'nin', just another op'nin', of another show! 

Dear Mom
Composer(s): Maurey Harris
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye



Dear Mom, the weather today was cloudy and damp
Your package arrived but was missing a stamp
Your cake made a hit with all the boys in the camp
How they love it, Dear Mom

The food is okay, don't worry your head
I sleep pretty well but I miss my old bed
And oh how I wish they'd make this Army co-ed
Still I love it

If you should run into
A certain you-know-who
Please do this for me
Give her a kiss for me
Tell her to write me
Nightly

Dear Mom, that's all for tonight, the bugle just blew
Tomorrow's a big day with plenty to do
I like it here but I'm kind of homesick for you
For I love you, Dear Mom

I like it here but I'm kind of homesick for you
For I love you, Dear Mom

Forget Me Nots ((aka Fastlove (by George Michael) - 1996))
Composer(s): Fred Washington - Patrice Rushen - Terry McFadden
First release by: Patrice Rushen - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Those were the times we had
Sharing a joy that we thought would last
Memories of love and affection
Never really was just like a dream
Was it the simple things
That made me so crazy about you
Was it your charm or your passion
It's not hard to believe
I love you and I need you so I ...

Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Did we give up too soon
Maybe we needed just a little room
Wondering how it all happened
Maybe we just need a little time
Though we did end as friends
Given the chance we could love again
She'll always love you forever
It's not hard to believe
I want you and I need you so I ...

Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember

Sending you forget me nots
Baby please forgive me not

Good times we had ...
They weren't so bad ...
What a life we shared ...
Pretty baby I still care ...

Dear Lonely Hearts
Composer(s): Bill Halley - E.J. Anton
Performer(s): Nat King Cole; Billy Vaughn



Dear Lonely Hearts...
I'm-a writing to you
You said you could help
People looking for love

I've been so lonely
I don't know what to do
And that is why
I'm writing this letter to you

(It's no use livin')
When you're alone
Please help me find
A love of my own

If you know someone
Please tell me who
Dear Lonely Hearts...
I'd be so grateful to you
(So grateful to you)

(She don't have to have money)
She don't have to have money
(She don't have to be a queen)
She don't have to be a queen
(As long as she loves me)
As long as she loves me
(That's the important thing)
That's the important thing

'Cause I'm gonna love her
(I'm gonna love her)
I'll always be true 
(I'll always be true)
Dear Lonely Hearts
Oh, please
See what you can do
(See what you can do)

I guess that's all
(I guess that's all)
I'm gonna close for now
(I'm gonna close for now)
But try to find
(Please try to find)
Somebody, somehow
(somebody, somehow)

If you know someone
Please tell me who
Dear Lonely Hearts...
I'd be so grateful
To you
(Grateful to you)

Another One Rides The Bus
((Adapted from: Another One Bites The Dust (by Queen) - 1980))
((Spanish Version: Otro Muerde El Polvo (by Illya Kuryaki & The Valderramas) - 1996))
Composer(s): John Deacon - "Weird Al" Yankovic
Performer(s): "Weird" Al Yankovic - 1981



Ridin' in a bus down the boulevard
And the place was pretty packed!
Couldn't find a seat, so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back!
It was smellin' like a locker room
There was junk all over the floor!
We're already packed in like sardines
But we're stoppin' to pick up more!
Look out! 

Another one rides the bus-ah!
Another one rides the bus-ah!
And another comes on
And another comes on!
Another one rides the bus!
Hey!
He's gonna sit by you!
Another one rides the bus!

There's a suitcase pokin' me in the ribs
There's an elbow in my ear!
There's a smelly old bum standin' next to me
Hasn't showered in a year!
Well, I think I'm missin' a contact lens
And I think my wallet's gone!
And I think this bus is stoppin' again
To let a couple more freaks get on!
Look out! 

Another one rides the bus-ah!
Another one rides the bus-ah!
And another comes on
And another comes on!
Another one rides the bus!
Hey!
He's gonna sit by you!
Another one rides the bus! 

(Yeh!) Huh ah huh ah huh ah huh ah! 

Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus-ow!
Another one rides the bus-hey, hey!
Another one rides the bus-hey-y-y-y! 

The window doesn't open, and the fan is broke
And my face is turnin' blue! (yeh!)
I haven't been in a crowd like this
Since I went to see The Who!
Well, I should'a got off a couple miles ago
But I couldn't get to the door!
There isn't any room for me to breathe!
Now we're gonna pick up more, yeah! 

Another one rides the bus-ah!
Another one rides the bus-ah!
And another comes on
And another comes on!
Another one rides the bus!
Hey!
He's gonna sit by you!
Another one rides the bus! 

Go! (go) 
Yeh! (yeh)

Dear Landlord
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Dear landlord
Please don't put a price on my soul
My burden is heavy
My dreams are beyond control
When that steamboat whistle blows
I'm gonna give you all I got to give
And I do hope you receive it well
Depending on the way you feel that you live

Dear landlord
Please heed these words that I speak
I know you've suffered much
But in this you are not so unique
Each of us, at times, we might work too hard
To have it too fast and too much
And anyone who fills his life up
With things he can see but he just cannot touch

Dear landlord
Please don't dismiss my case
I'm not about to argue
I'm not about to move to no other place
Each of us, he has his own special gifts
And you know this was meant to be true
And if you don't underestimate me
I won't underestimate you

Another One Bites The Dust ((aka Another One Rides The Bus (by "Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1981))
((Spanish Version: Otro Muerde El Polvo (by Illya Kuryaki & The Valderramas) - 1996))
Composer(s): John Deacon
First release by: Queen - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists



Ooh, let's go
Steve walks warily down the street
With the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this
Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat - yeah

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm going to get along
Without you when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had
And kicked me out on my own

Are you happy? Are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Look out

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, eh
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

Hey
Oh take it
Bites the dust - bite the dust hey
Hey
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust, ow
Another one bites the dust, hey hey
Another one bites the dust, heeey
Ooh show down

There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down, yeah
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat
Oh yeah

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust, yeah
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Shoot out
Hey, alright 

Dear John
Composer(s): Pete Agnew - Manny Charlton - Dan McCafferty - Darrell Sweet
Performer(s): Nazareth



You came 'round today
You never even knocked on my door
Your note tried to say
That you don't love me no more

I want you by my side cause
I wanna be your man
I'm burning up inside cause
I wanna be your man

I had to be told
From people that I meet in the street
They are turning cold
Without you I would not be complete

Why did you write me in a letter
A word from you would be much better

Don't cast me aside
Without you I could never survive
Why did you decide
To kill the love that keeps me alive

Otro Muerde El Polvo
((Adapted from: Another One Bites The Dust (by Queen) - 1980) (aka Another One Rides The Bus (by "Weird" Al Yankovic) - 1981))
Composer(s): John Deacon - Dante Spinetta - Emmanuel Horvilleur
Performer(s): Illya Kuryaki & The Valderramas - 1996



C´mon latino a bailar esta cumbia
es la clicka que tu alma inunda
juro que nunca he comido un ladrillo
porque soy cruza de perra, de potrillo

No tengo historia en conversar con tus piernas
siempre que ellas me muestran su belleza
tengo un terreno en la re-a-leza
tengo la gloria, no he besado a la reina

Por que al decir no va mas
me entregas un lugar
Donde respirar, es elemental
yea, si el cosmos es muerte
no quiero hacer el equivalente
a un alma que esta viva
pero solo por suerte...

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
and another one bites
and another one bites
Another one bites the dust

Si me ves caminando no me detengas
no me interesa lo que quieras que sepa
Llevo tatuada la vida doblada
de vidas, partidas esperando el alba
y nunca aparecio cielo se cerraba
cada vez que sueñan con mi gente era enterrada

un angel de luz me guia por el camino
dejo caer en el roño destino
destruir al mito de que tu eras la reina
no aspiro a ser esclavo de esa mierda
juro que nunca he comido un ladrillo
soy la pared mas metal que tu has visto

nunca he sufrido algo de tu castigo
puedo volar con solo comer higos (bueno polaco todo comprendido)
asi soy yo, no le pido nada al olmo
no por eso te digo que otro muerde el polvo

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
and another one bites
and another one bites
Another one bites the dust

Despierto de un mal sueño donde yo era peor
quedando en tu culo subiendome al monton

de mujeres, yeah, todas para mi
desnudas en mi cama
y que aparezca al fin!

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
and another one bites
and another one bites
Another one bites the dust

Dear John
Composer(s): Aubry Gass - Tex Ritter
Performer(s): Hank Williams



Well when I woke up this mornin'
There was a note upon my door
Said don't make me no coffee Babe
'cause I won't be back no more
And that's all she wrote, Dear John
I've sent your saddle home

Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale
Daniel in the lion's den
But I know a guy that didn't try to get along
And he won't get a chance again
And that's all she wrote, Dear John
I've fetched your saddle home

Now she didn't forward no address
Nor she didn't say goodbye
All she said was if you get blue
Just hang your little head and cry
And that's all she wrote, Dear John
I've sent your saddle home

Now my gal's short and stubby
She's strong as she can be
But if that little old gal of mine
Ever get's a-hold of me
That's all she wrote, Dear John
I've sent your saddle home

Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale
Daniel in the lion's den
But I know a man that didn't try to get along
And he won't get a chance again
And that's all she wrote, Dear John
I've fetched your saddle home

Now I went down to the bank this morning
The cashier said with a grin
I feel so sorry for you Hank
But your wife has done been in
And that's all she wrote, Dear John
I've sent your saddle home