Late Night Grande Hotel
Composer(s): Nanci Griffith 
Performer(s): Nanci Griffith; The Kennedys



I'm working on a morning flight to anywhere but here
I'm watching this evening fire burn away my tears
All my life I've left my troubles by the door
Leavin' is all I've ever known before

It's not the way you hold me 
when the sun goes down 
It's not the way you call my name that left me 
stranded on the ground 
It's not the way you say you hear my heart 
when the music ends 
I am just learning how to fly away again 

And maybe you were thinkin'
that you thought you knew me well
But, no one ever knows the heart of anyone else
I feel like Garbo in this late night grande hotel
Cause living alone is all I've ever done well

It's not the way you hold me 
when the sun goes down 
It's not the way you call my name that left me 
stranded on the ground 
It's not the way you say you hear my heart 
when the music ends 
I am just learning how to fly away again 

It's not the way you hold me 
when the sun goes down 
It's not the way you call my name that left me 
stranded on the ground 
It's not the way you say you hear my heart 
when the music ends 
I am just learning how to fly away again 

Beggin'
French Title: Reste
Composer(s): Piergiorgio Farina; Bob Gaudio
Originally performed by: Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons
Covered by various other artists



Ooh, put your lovin' hand out baby
I'm beggin'.........

Beggin', put your lovin' hand out baby
Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby

Ridin' high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast cos' I had everything
You walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go and it would end

I'm beggin' you, won't you put your hand out baby
I'm beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby

I need you to understand
That I tried so hard to be your man
The kinda man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell / used-to-be / shadow of my life
Is hangin' over me
Broken man, without a throne
Won't even stand the devil's dance to win my soul

I'm beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby
Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby

I'm fightin' hard to hold my own
But I just can't make it on my own
I'm holdin' on, I can't fall back
Now that big brass ring is a shade of black

I'm beggin' you, put your lovin hand out baby
Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby

Late Again
Composer(s): Joe Egan - Gerry Rafferty
First release by: Stealers Wheel - 1972



Late again
When I get home
You be waiting
Still yuo know?
There ain't no use
In you complaining

I know that I
Can show some respect
Especially when I am wrong
But when I get Back
I know you say
"You've been away too long"

Ooh!

I wonder why
I stay
When everybody's gone
Yerr!
There's always something there
That keeps me hanging on, on!

Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh
Ooh la la la

Ooh!
I wonder why
I stay
When everybody's gone
Away
There's always something there
That keeps me hanging on, on

I know that I
Can show some respect
Especially when I am wrong
Late again
When I get home
You be waiting

Beggar's Game
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg



I saw her first in a beggar's game
Her eyes were wild but her laugh was tame
Those people knew her by another name
I knew that she'd be mine
I knew that she'd be mine

She took me in on a winter's night
The air was brittle and the moon was bright
My heart was heavy but her touch was light
Deep in the dance we wandered
Deep in my heart she fell

The candles glistened and the water gleamed
She drew a bath and the windows steamed
She looked like every woman ever dreamed
In the heart of a lonely man
In the heart of a lonely man

She took my blindness and she led me through
As night retreated and the daylight grew
And with the first rays of the sun I knew
Love had another captive
Love had another fool

The spell is broken and the chains fall free
Finally my heart has come home to me
It seems I've waited an eternity

I saw her first in a beggar's game
Her eyes were wild but her laugh was tame
Those people knew her by another name
I knew that she'd be mine
I knew that she'd be mine

(chorus)

Lástima, Luis
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Agárrate que hay ruina
pues nada, que la cosa está fatal
El Tony está en la U.V.I.
parece que está o punto de palmar
Así como lo oyes
te juro Por Pastora que es verdad
Anoche estuvo a un paso
de que le diera el pasmo
mareándose un "breakdance" en el Pachá
Estaba ya muy chunga
la taquicardia, el miedo, Ridiey Scott
y encima va el imbécil
a echar el resto con una menor
que está, además, no veas
como en sus años mozos la Bardot...
y pasa lo que pasa
que el alma pide marcha
y el palo no lo aguanta el corazón
Lástima, Luis, porque esta noche
no estará el Tony con todo la peña en casa de Eduardo
para escuchar su disco doble
"20 canciones de amor y un Poema desesperado
desesperado, desesperado"
Faltaba ver al Tony
con un equipo médico habitual
como aquel hombre, tronco
con tubos por delante y por detrás
las vueltas que da el mundo
ay, si resucitara Carlos Marx
y viera a los que cambian
las masas por las nalgas
según los malos rollos de la edad
Iremos ahora a verle
me esperan Charo, Edmundo y el Gasset
que han vuelto de Segovia
de verte una benéfica al Chenel
las veces que le dije
cuidado Tony con esa mujer...
pero él ni puto caso
y va por ahí matando
tirándose a morir al volapié
Lástima, Luis, porque esta noche...

Beggar's Farm
Composer(s): Mick Abrahams; Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull; Blodwyn Pig



Taking chances, and your reputation's going down
Going out in the night time, good thing you make no sound
But you don't fool me
'Cause I know what you feel
If you ignore the things I see, someday soon's gonna
Find your way down on Beggar's Farm
Way down on Beggar's Farm

I pay my money for no returns
I think I need you, gotta find someone
Oh, you don't fool me
'Cause I know what you feel
When you go wild and I ask you why, I don't worry
When I see you lyin' down on Beggar's Farm

But you're on to me, gonna turn away
Won't even listen when you try to say
That you were only foolin' 'round
'Cause I know what you feel
But if you ask me nicely, woman
I'll wake up early one day soon
And I'll visit you down on Beggar's Farm

Lástima Nena
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Zas



Estando aquí estoy bien
nadie me atrapará
y todo lo que me ataba
desaparecerá
Aunque me vea el mundo
como un perro vagabundo
voy a encontrar
la verdad

Estoy seguro que
vendrás a mí por más
con tu vestido
de sábado nocturno
Si vienes perderás
lo único que te queda
mi herida aún
está abierta

Lástima nena
que el pájaro voló
ni vos ni yo
cumplimos nena
el pacto de honor
El cielo no es
tan inmenso como algunos creen
(creen no) no es así

Estando aquí estoy bien
y aunque me falte algo
los pensamientos
de mi infancia están a salvo
Si la felicidad
es una burla del futuro
me conformaré con
estar seguro

Lástima nena
que el pájaro voló
ni vos ni yo
cumplimos nena
el pacto de honor
El cielo no es
tan inmenso como algunos creen
(creen no) no es así

Beg, Steal Or Borrow
Composer(s): Hall; Graeme Anthony; Miler; Branko Bernard; Steve Wolfe
First performance by: The New Seekers - 1972



You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
I'll bring you love 

I look at you and I see what I've been looking for 
Now it's very clear to me - we should be together 

You make me feel I could reach for the impossible 
And knowing how much you care, I'll be there forever 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love 
You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
(Yes, I will) 
To make your garden grow 
And most of all you know, I'll bring you love 
Love 

I always knew that the world could be a finer place 
So what if I have to wait - better late than never 

You, you're like me, and you believe love makes it all worthwhile 
And although we've just begun, we'll go on forever 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love 
You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
To make your garden grow 
And most of all you know, I'll bring you love, yeah 
Love 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love, love, love, yeah 
Love, love, love

L'asticot Roi
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Un roi tombe en asticot
La cause n'est pas entendue
L'asticot devient le roi
Et la danse continue

La charogne est bon fumier
Elle devient vite moissons
Et elle nourrit la nation
Les hommes, les veaux, les poissons

La charogne redevient roi
Le croquant, le va-nu-pieds
Le croqué claquant du bec
Qui fait des rêves de bifteck

Mais qui mange du pain sec
Fait pourtant festin de roi
Quand le lion, roi des félins
Partage avec sa féline

Une gazelle, sa voisine
Pas un des deux n'imagine
Que le roi bouffe du roi
Quand un gros roi dit "j'ai faim"

Pas un cuisinier ne bouffe
Et le roi boit, le roi bouffe
Mais l'arête qui l'étouffe
Est aussi morceau de roi

Beg, Borrow And Steal
Performer(s): Ohio Express;
Rare Breed; The Stand



You threw me out the night before last
And now you want me back in your arms again
You think I'm a fool, you treat me like dirt
You pull the string and hope I will be your friend
But I know what's on your mind
So I'd rather stay out in the street without a dime
And I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
Than go back to you
Than go back to you
Than go back to you

How long did you think I'd hang around
Pretending not to see the tricks you pulled on me
There's only so much a man can take
Before his life turns into a tragedy
So I'm getting out now while I can
Cause I don't want to crawl
I want to walk out like a man

(repeat chorus)

Last Train To Clarksville
Composer(s): Tommy Boyce - Bobby Hart
First release by: The Monkees - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - La Libertà (by I Camaleonti)
1975 - Prends Le 1er Train (by Martin Circus)
1989 - Go Go Kake (by Clifters)



Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be be there by four thirty
'Cause I made your reservation

Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning
And I must see you again
We'll have one more night together
'Til the morning brings my train

And I must go, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
I'll be waiting at the station
We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses
And a bit of conversation

Oh... Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

Take the last train to Clarksville
Now I must hang up the phone
I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone

I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville

Beg Your Pardon
Composer(s): Francis Craig; Harry Beasley Smith
Performer(s): Pat Boone
and various other artists



If I lose my head, beg your pardon
For things I have said, beg your pardon
Why should I worry and feel like I do?
You're in no hurry to let me love you
I'll try for a kiss in the garden
And then if I miss, beg your pardon
But if some sunny day
you'll let me have my way
I won't have to say, beg your pardon

(repeat)

Last Train To Amsterdam
Composer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard
Performer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard



There's an old soul waitin' to be born
There's a scarecrow standin' in the corn
On of thems wishin' for the light of day
One of them is chasin' all the black crows away

Well I'm standing at the station and I don't know where I am
And the wheels are turnin' on the last train to Amsterdam

There's a preacher out spreadin' the word
There's a blond in a thunderbird
One of them tells me to kneel and pray
One of them gets to me in a real bad way

Well I got me a one way ticket to get me from where I am
And the wheels are turnin' on the last train to Amsterdam 

I'm standin' just south of Fate
There ain't no exit from the interstate
There's one way in, it's a long dirty road
Only one way our Robert Johnson knows

There's a hobo waitin' on a train
There's a hitch hiker standin' in the rain
One of them knows he's never going home
The other one feels God down in his bones

Before You Break My Heart
Composer(s): Harold Elton Box; Desmond Cox; Lewis Ilda
Performer(s): Sally Douglas & Archie Lewis



Before you break my heart
Let’s try again
Before you really say we’re through
Before you take the sun
And leave me the rain
Please think once again, what could I do, dear
Before we say goodbye
Why can’t we try
Forgiving and forgetting too
Before we have to part
Before you break my heart
Remember I’m in love with you

Look honey, before you break my heart
Let’s try again 
What do you say, huh, honey?
Before we really say we’re through
Just give me one more chance
Before you take the sun
And leave me nothin’ but rain
Won’t you please think once again
What could I do? What could I do, dear?
So, darling, why can’t we try
Come on now, let’s try
Let’s try forgiving and forgetting
Just like sweethearts, please do

Before we have to part
Before you break my heart
Remember I’m in love with you

Last To Leave
Composer(s): Arlo Guthrie
Performer(s): Arlo Guthrie; Abrams Brothers



Lonely sunshine, days come easy
Spend my time alone at rest
And if I were the last to leave here
Now would these roads be any less?

Oh, I'm the last to leave
Now would these ribbon highway roads
Be less wonderful to me?
Why must I always be so slow?

Many friends come and go
You know there's a lot of feelings that I've left behind
And it's a lonely world, I know
When your friends are hard to find

But take the time, my memory fails
And soak my eyes in the morning rain
Like a sailor, sailing over Jordan
On the road back home again

Oh, I'm the last to leave
Would these ribbon highway roads
Be less wonderful to me?
Why must I always be so slow?

Before You Accuse Me
Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel
Originally performed by: Bo Diddley
Covered by various other artists



Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
You say I've been buying another woman clothes
But you've been talking to someone else

I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago
I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago
Your mama said, "Son, Don't call my daughter no more"

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
You say I've been buying another woman clothes
But you've been taking money from someone else

Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time
Come on back home, baby; try y love one more time
You've been gone away so long, I'm just about to lose my mind

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself
You say I've been buying another woman clothes
But you've been talking to someone else

The Last Time I Saw Paris
Composer(s): Jerome Kern - Oscar Hammerstein II
First performance: Ann Sothern - 1941
Covered by multiple other artists



A lady known as Paris, Romantic and Charming
Has left her old companions and faded from view

Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
Her streets are where they were, but there's no sign of her

She has left the Seine

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street caf

The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way

I'll think of happy hours, and people who shared them
Old women, selling flowers, in markets at dawn

Children who applauded, Punch and Judy in the park
And those who danced at night and kept our Paris bright

'til the town went dark

Before The Swedish Summer
Swedish Title: Framför Svenska Sommaren
Composer(s): J.E. Lit; L. Herscher;
R. Grahm; K.G. Lundkvist
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog



How I miss the summer
It will soon be here
Think how warm and nice we have it here in our country
Green meadows, sun and sea
You can take off your clothes
You can lie and rest all day on the beach
And when the evening comes
You can take your loved one
Out to a barn dance or just stay in town
Before the Swedish summer
How lucky we are to have it
We always have something to look forward to
How I miss the summer
It will soon be here
Think how warm and nice we have it here in our country
Green meadows, sun and sea
You can take off your clothes
You can lie and rest all day on the beach
Soon it will be here again
The warm, beautiful summer
Then all the green things grow and the sun shines on our country
Before the Swedish summer
How lucky we are to have it
We always have something to look forward to
Before the Swedish summer
How lucky we are to have it
We always have something to look forward to
Before the Swedish summer
How lucky we are to have it...

Last Time I Saw Him
Composer(s): Michael Masser - Pam Sawyer
Performer(s): Diana Ross; Dottie West



Last time I saw him
He sweetly kissed my lips
Last time I saw him
He said: "I'll be back for more of this"
Last time I saw him
We were crying at the bus
I knew he hated leaving
But he had to set us up

I gave him money
I know I invested well
Mamma doesn't trust him
But he loves me I can tell

Each time the greyhound
Arrives at nine o' clock
But I don't start my crying
'Till that last man's gotten off

Last time I saw him
Last time I saw my honey
Last time I saw him
He was greyhound-bound
But I'm still waiting here
Without a fear
That bus will someday turn around

I had no letter
It's been six months, maybe better
I try forgetting him
But I love him more then ever

I have decided
I've waited long enough
If there was nothing wrong
He would return right on that bus

There must be trouble
So I'm leavin' on the double
If he can't get to me
I know he needs me desperately

Last time I saw him
Last time I saw my honey
Last time I saw him
He was looking fine
And as he waved goodbye
He said don't cry
I'm coming back, no rain or shine

Last time I saw him
Last time I saw my honey
Last time I saw him
He was greyhound-bound
And as he waved goodbye
He said don't cry
I'm coming back, no rain or shine

La de da, la da do
Do la da da, da da da

Last time I saw him
He was looking fine
And as he waved goodbye
He said don't cry
I'm coming back, no rain or shine

Before The Parade Passes By
Performer(s): Barbra Streisand



Before the parade passes by
I'm gonna go and taste Saturday's high life
before the parade passes by
I'm going to get some life back into my life

I'm ready to move out in front
I've had enough of just passing by life
with the rest of them
with the best of them
I can hold my head up high

I've got to go again
I've got to drive again
I've got to feel my heart coming alive again
Before the parade passes by!

Look at the crowd up ahead
Listen and heard that brass harmony growing
Look at the crowd up ahead
Pardon me if my old spirite showing
All of those lights over there
Seems to be teeling me where I'm going

When the whistles blow
And the cymbols crash
And the sparklers light the sky
I'm going to raise the roof
I'm going to carry on
Give me an old trombone
Give me an old baton
Before the parade passes by

Before the parade passes by
Listen and hear that brass harmony growing
Before the parade passes by
I'm going to get some life back into my life
I'm ready to move out in front
I've had enough of just passing by life

When the whistles blow
And the symbols crash
And the sparklers light the sky
I'm going to raise the roof
I'm going to carry on
Give me an old trombone
Give me an old baton
Before the parade passes by.....!!!