Like A Rolling Stone 
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Come Una Pietra Che Rotola (by Gianni Pettenati & The Juniors)
1995 - Comme Ces Pierres Qui Roulent (by Hugues Aufray)
1998 - Come Una Pietra Scalciata (by Articolo 31)



Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone? 

Buttons And Bows
Composer(s): Jay Livingston; Ray Evans
Performer(s): Bob Hope
and various other artists



East is east and west is west
And the wrong one I have chose
Let's go where they keep on wearin'
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
Rings and things and buttons and bows.

Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows

I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love ya' longer, stronger 
Where yer friends don't tote a gun

My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
And the cactus hurts my toes
Let's vamoose where gals keep a-usin'
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And I'm all yours in buttons and bows

Gimme eastern trimmin' where women are women
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I'm all yours in buttons and bows.

Buttons and bows, buttons and bows.....

Like A Rock
((French Version: Comme Un Roc (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1996))
Composer(s): Bob Seger
First release by: Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists



Stood there boldly 
Sweatin' in the sun 
Felt like a million 
Felt like number one 
The height of summer 
I'd never felt that strong 
Like a rock

I was eighteen 
Didn't have a care 
Working for peanuts 
Not a dime to spare 
But I was lean and 
Solid everywhere 
Like a rock 

My hands were steady 
My eyes were clear and bright 
My walk had purpose 
My steps were quick and light 
And I held firmly 
To what I felt was right 
Like a rock

Like a rock, I was strong as I could be 
Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me 
Like a rock, I was something to see 
Like a rock 

And I stood arrow straight 
Unencumbered by the weight 
Of all these hustlers and their schemes 
I stood proud, I stood tall 
High above it all 
I still believed in my dreams 

Twenty years now 
Where'd they go? 
twenty years 
I don't know 
sit and I wonder sometimes 
Where they've gone

And sometimes late at night 
When I'm bathed in the firelight 
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white 
And I recall 
recall 

Like a rock. standin' arrow straight 
Like a rock, chargin' from the gate 
Like a rock, carryin' the weight 
Like a rock

Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin 
Like a rock, hard against the wind 
Like a rock, I see myself again 
Like a rock

Button Up Your Overcoat
Composer(s): Buddy DeSylva; Lew Brown; Ray Henderson
Originally performed by: Jack Haley & Zelma O'Neal
Made famous by: Helen Kane
Covered by various other artists



Listen, big boy
Now that you got me made
Goodness, but I'm afraid 
Somethin's gonna happen to you! 
Listen, big boy
You gotta be hooked, and how
I would die if I should lose you now! 

Button up your overcoat 
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

Be careful crossing streets, ooh-ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh-ooh
Lay off meat, ooh-ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum! 

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

Beware of frozen funds, ooh-ooh 
Stocks and bonds, ooh-ooh
Dockside thugs, ooh-ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll! 

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me! 

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh-ooh!
Or on nails, ooh-ooh! 
Or third rails, ooh-ooh! 
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum! 

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me!

Comme Un Roc
((Adapted from: Like A Rock (by Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band) - 1986))
Composer(s): Bob Seger - Philippe Labro
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1996



J'étais jeune
J'avais pas 20 ans
J'étais increvable
J'avais tout mon temps
J'avais toute ma force
On ne pouvait pas me bouger
Comme un roc

J'avais 20 ans
Les choses étaient claires
J'ai trouvé une femme
Une femme que j'aimais
Y avait pas de mystère
Un amour très fort
Comme roc

Les deux mains valides
Tranquilles et solides
J'avais tout construit
Dans ma vie
Y avait toi et moi
Je me tenais tout droit
Comme un roc

Comme un roc
J'avais confiance en la vie
Comme un roc
Il pouvait rien m'arriver
Comme un roc
C'était parti pour durer
Comme un roc

Et je criais mon espoir de réussir
Ne pas mentir ni tromper ni blesser
J'étais fier j'étais fort
Je défiais la mort
Comme un roc
Oh, je croyais à tous mes rêves

Comme un roc

J'avais 20 ans
Les choses étaient claires
J'ai trouvé une femme
Une femme que j'aimais
Y avait pas de mystère
Un amour très fort
Comme un roc

Comme un roc
J'avais confiance en la vie
Comme un roc
Il pouvait rien m'arriver
Comme un roc
C'était parti pour durer
Comme un roc

Comme un roc
Je criais mon espoir
Comme un roc
Je défiais la mort
Oh, comme un roc
Je croyais à tous mes rêves
Comme un roc

Comme un roc
J'avais confiance en la vie
Comme un roc
Il pouvait rien m'arriver
Comme un roc
C'était parti pour durer
Comme un roc

Comme un roc...

Butterscotch Candy And Strawberry Pie
Composer(s): Roberts
Performer(s): Jack Lewis & The Americans



Butterscotch candy and strawberry pie
Gonna love my baby till the day that I die
'Cause of butterscotch candy and strawberry pie
Well I met my baby in a goodies shop
Sellin' butterscotch candy and soda pop and strawberry pie
Now I said, pretty baby I love your eyes
But in the back of my mind were those strawberry pies
So I said, pretty baby won't you please be mine
Butterscotch candy and strawberry pie
Gonna love my baby till the day that I die
'Cause of butterscotch candy and strawberry pie
Now she said yes and we were wed
In a butterscotch church on a strawberry bed
In the middle of May on the sunniest day of all
Now I'll eat my fill of strawberry pie
And butterscotch candy till the day that I die
My baby and I gonna have ourselves a ball

Like A Prayer
Composer(s): Madonna - Patrick Leonard
First release by: Madonna - 1989
Covered by multiple other artists



Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home

When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me

When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

Like a child you whisper softly to me
You're in control just like a child
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
You're here with me, it's like a dream
Let the choir sing

When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there

Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me

Gone The Rainbow
Composer(s): Milton Okun; Noel Paul Stookey;
Mary Travers; Peter Yarrow
Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary



Shule, shule, shule-a-roo
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill
who could blame me, cry my fill
Every tear would turn a mill
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey

I sold my flax, I sold my wheel
to buy my love a sword of steel
So it in battle he might wield
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey

Oh my baby, oh, my love
gone the rainbow, gone the dove
Your father was my only love
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal
come bibble in the boo shy Lorey

Like A Lover 
((Portuguese Version: Cantador (by Patti Cathcart & Tuck Andress) - 1989))
Composer(s): Dorival Caymmi - Nelson Motta - Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman 
First release by: Sergio Mendes & Brasil '66 - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



Like a lover the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face

Oh, how I dream I might be like the morning sun to you
(I might be like the morning sun to you)
Like a lover the river wind, sighs and ripples
Its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers 
And I've never known a sweeter place
Oh, how I dream I might be like the river wind to you
(I might be like the river wind to you)

How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you

Like a lover the velvet moon 
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
It's light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh, how I dream I might be like a velvet moon to you
(I might be like the velvet moon to you)

Oh, how I dream I might be like a river wind to you
(I might be like the river wind to you)

How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me, my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me, let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights
Without you

Like a lover the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace

Oh, how I dream I might be like a velvet moon to you
(I might be like a velvet moon to you)
I might be like a velvet moon to you
(I might be like a velvet moon to you)
I might be like a velvet moon to you
(I might be like a velvet moon to you)
I might be like a velvet moon to you
(I might be like a velvet moon to you)
I might be like ...

Buttermilk Boy
Composer(s): Steve Marriott
Performer(s): Humble Pie



Yeah, she pays no mind to methods you employ
She wants a big city man, not a country boy

Go get your long hair cut
Scrape the mud off your boots
Eh, wash the hell behind those ears
Buy yourself some tailored suits

Oh, Buttermilk Boy better gain some pounds
Before she lets her knickers down
She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone
Makes no difference how you strive
She couldn't care if you were dead or alive
A burly, beefy, strong arm man
Is all she cares to meet

Before you ever heard the word guitar
Yes, your mother used to see her as a star
Yes, she spent her teens?
In chauffered limosines
And I heard tell you can't get insured
For a clapped out '45 drop head Ford

Oh, Buttermilk Boy better gain some pounds
Before she lets her knick, knick, knick, knickers down
She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone
She'll tear you down like a steer comin' through
Like I said she ain't no use to you
A lumpy hairy mundane brain
Is all she cares to make

So let me put you straight, yeah
Marry farm-yard Kate
Yep, she weighs two hundred pounds its said
Oh, she'll keep you warm in bed

Oh, Buttermilk Boy, you better gain some pounds
Before she lets her knick, I say, knickers down
Well, a musclely man all gristle and bone
So you like to think you know where its about
But she'll suck you in and then she'll blow you out
Yeah, Kate will keep you satisfied
Until your dying day

Yeah, let me hear some of that strong-arm music

Like A Hurricane
Composer(s): Neil Young
First release by: Neil Young & Crazy Horse - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Once I thought I saw you in a crowded, hazy bar
dancing on the light from star to star
Far across the moon beams
I know that's who you are
I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire

You are like a hurricane: there's calm in your eye
And I'm getting blown away
There's somewhere safer where the feelings stay
I wanna love you but I'm getting blown away

I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream
and you could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
that perfect feeling when time just slips away
between us and our foggy trips

You are like a hurricane: there's calm in your eye
And I'm getting blown away
There's somewhere safer where the feelings stay
I wanna love you but I'm getting blown away

You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream
and you could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
that perfect feeling when time just slips away
between us and our foggy trips

You are like a hurricane: there's calm in your eye
And I'm getting blown away
There's somewhere safer where the feelings stay
I wanna love you but I'm getting blown away

Butterfly Baby
Composer(s): Appell; Mann
Performer(s): Bobby Rydell



Butterfly Baby, lookin' around
Flyin' like crazy, all over town
Oh you little Butterfly Baby, I'll hang around
Hopin' that maybe someday you'll settle down
When you're done and there's only one
Who will your honey be?
Hear my plea, won't you let it be me 
it better be me!
Butterfly Baby, 'bout time you knew
I love you like crazy, I love only you
Oh you little Butterfly Baby when will you see
Butterfly Baby, oooo, you've got a trial with me
      
When you're done and there's only one
Who will your honey be?
Hear my plea won't you let it be
Me, it better be me!
Butterfly Baby, when you are free
You'll be my baby, ya, exclusively
Oh you little Butterfly Baby, then you will see
Butterfly Baby, oooo, you'll only fly with me
Wa-ooooo, wa-ooooo
Wa-ooooo, wa-ooooo
Wa-ooooo, wa-ooooo
Wa-ooooo. . . .

Like A Hurricane
Composer(s): Michael Clark
Performer(s): Marie Osmond



Baby, the girls want to know about you
they want to know what you do to make me so crazy
'Cause lately, they see how I've turned around
my feet never touch the ground since you've been near me
They're asking "Is the boy really that hot?"
I tell them yes you are
"Can you tell us what the boy's got?"
Well, that's kind of hard
You see, it's not that easy
I know they wouldn't believe me....

'Cause you love me like a hurricane
you move me like a drivin' rain
strike like lightnin' out of the blue
You rock me like an earthquake
you roll me like a tidal wave
nothin's ever been the same after lovin' you
After lovin' you.......

But baby, they didn't believe a word
they said that they've never heard of a boy like that
That maybe I was stretchin' out the truth
tryin' to take them for a fool with a story like that
They kept asking "Is the boy really that hot?"
I tell them yes you are
"Can you tell us what the boy's got?"
Well, that's kind of hard
You see, it's not that easy
I know they wouldn't believe me....

'Cause you love me like a hurricane
you move me like a drivin' rain
strike like lightnin' out of the blue
You rock me like an earthquake
you roll me like a tidal wave
nothin's ever been the same after lovin' you
After lovin' you.......

'Cause you love me like a hurricane
you move me like a drivin' rain
strike like lightnin' out of the blue
You rock me like an earthquake
you roll me like a tidal wave
nothin's ever been the same after lovin' you

'Cause you love me like a hurricane
you move me like a drivin' rain
strike like lightnin' out of the blue
You rock me like an earthquake
you roll me like a tidal wave
nothin's ever been the same after lovin' you
'Cause you love me like a hurricane ...

Lights Out
Composer(s): Billy Hill
Performer(s): Eddy Duchin



Lights out, sweetheart
One more perfect day is through
Lights out, sweetheart
One more perfect dream come true
We've reached the hour of parting
So kiss me tenderly
Lights out, sweetheart
Close your eyes and dream of me

Butterfly 
Dutch Title: Jij Komt Steeds Weer Dichterbij
Composer(s): Howard Barnes; Ralph Bernet;
Chuck Davidson; Danyel Gérard
Originally performed by: Danyel Gérard
Covered by various other artists



Fell in love in the wink of an eye 
With the girl who was called Butterfly
She said she loved me so she could not let me go 
But still I had to say goodbye

Butterfly my Butterfly 
I'll come home to you one day
Butterfly my Butterfly 
Wait for me don't fly away

Never fly in the heat of the sun 
Close your wings when the long day is done
Stay home and wait for me till I get back 
And then counting the minutes one by one

Butterfly my Butterfly...

When a man longs to be free 
He will sail to the end of the sea
I won't be gone too long but while I travel on 
Just close your wings and wait for me

Butterfly my Butterfly...
Butterfly my Butterfly...

Lights
Composer(s): Steve Perry - Neal Schon
Performer(s): Journey



When the lights go down in the City
And the sun shines on the bay
I want to be there in my City
Ooh, ooh.....

So you think you're lonely
Well my friend I'm lonely too
I want to get back to my City by the bay
Ooh, ooh.....

It's sad, oh there's been mornings out on the road without you

Without your charms
Ooh, my, my, my ...

Butterfly 
Dutch Title: Jij Komt Steeds Weer Dichterbij
Composer(s): Ralph Bernet; Danyel Gérard
Originally performed by: Danyel Gérard
Covered by various other artists



Tu me dis loin des yeux, loin du cœur
Tu me dis qu'on oublie le meilleur
Malgré les horizons,
Je sais qu'elle m'aime encore
Cette fille que j'avais surnommée 

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

L'océan c'est petit, tout petit
Pour deux cœurs où l'amour a grandi
Malgré ce que tu dis,
Tu vois qu'elle m'aime encore
Cette fille que j'avais enlacée

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

Notre amour est si grand, oui si grand
Que le ciel y tiendrait tout dedans
Malgré ce que tu dis,
Je sais qu'elle m'aime encore
Cette fille que j'avais embrassée

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

Butterfly, my Butterfly
Dans un mois je reviendrais
Butterfly, my Butterfly
Près de toi je resterais

Lightning's Girl
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
Performer(s): Nancy Sinatra; Lydia Lunch



I've told you that I'm Lightning's girl
But you keep hanging 'round
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to put you down
About six feet!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down...yeah

Better stop your grooving 'round
Another rooster's hen
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to do you in
In about two minutes!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Here comes Lightning down the street
While you just stand there talking
If I were you I'd start to move
And tell my story walking
About a hundred miles an hour!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l

Butterfly
Composer(s): Bernie Lowe; Kal Mann
Performer(s): Andy Williams
and various other artists



You tell me you love me, you say you'll be true
Then you fly around with somebody new
But I'm crazy about you, you butterfly

You treat me mean, you're makin' me cry
I've made up my mind to tell you goodbye
But I'm no good without you, you butterfly

I knew from the first time I kissed you
That you were the troublin' kind
'Cause the honey drips from your sweet lips
One taste and I'm outta my mind

I love you so much I know what I'll do
I'm clippin' your wings, your flyin' is through
'Cause I'm crazy about you, you butterfly

Ooh, I'm crazy about you, you butterfly

Ooh, I can't live without you, you butterfly

I knew from the first time I kissed you
That you were the troublin' kind
'Cause the honey that drips from your sweet lips
One taste and I'm outta my mind

Ooh, I love you so much I know what I'll do
I'm clippin' your wings, your flyin' is through
'Cause I'm crazy about you, you butterfly

You butterfly
You butterfly

Lightning Express
Composer(s): Bradley Kincaid
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers
and multiple other artists



The Lightning Express from the depot so grand 
Had started out on its way 
All of the passengers that were on board 
Seemed to be happy and gay 
But one little boy, who sat by himself 
was reading a letter he had
You can plainly tell by the look on his face 
that the contents of it made him sad

The stern old conductor then started his round 
taking tickets from everyone there
And finally reaching the side of the boy 
he gruffly demanded his fare
'I have no ticket,' the boy then replied
'but I'll pay you back, someday' 
'Then I'll put you off at the next stop we make' 
but he stopped when he heard the boy say

'Please Mr. Conductor, don't put me off of this train 
The best friend I have in this world, sir 
is waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment, sir 
and may not live through the day 
I want to reach home and kiss mother goodbye
Before God takes her away' 

A girl, sitting near, was heard to exclaim
'If you put him off, it's a shame!' 
Taking his hat, a collection she made 
The boy's way was paid on the train 
'I'm obliged to you, miss
for your kindness to me' 
'You're welcome,' she said, 'never fear' 
Each time the conductor would pass through the car 
The boy's words would ring in his ear

'Please Mr. Conductor, don't put me off of this train 
The best friend I have in this world, sir 
is waiting for me in pain
Expecting to die any moment, sir 
and may not live through the day
I want to reach home and kiss mother goodbye

Before God takes her away'