Living On The Highway
Composer(s): Gordon Russell - Don Nix
Performer(s): Freddie King
and multiple other artists



It was twenty years ago, I was about fourteen years old
When I first heard that Wolfman's howl
He sneaked me through the door, there was whisky on the floor
And the fuzz they were on the prowl
It seems so long ago
I'm living on the Highway now

He's a giant of a man, He always understands
The very best notes to use
His hand make two of mine, his heart beat right on time
He taught me how to sing the blues
He's the reason why I choose to live on the highway now

I played the blues with Walter, and Muddy pulled me through
I know a Jimmy Rogers song or two
But there's one thing I know, no matter where I go
I can do a little howling too
That's why I sing these blues, I'm living on the highway now

The years have come and gone but the blues still go on
I only sing my songs for fun
If you ask me to, I'll do a song for you
'Cause the women like to see me come
Me and my guitar, my band, we're living on the highway now

Moonlight Serenade
French Title: Dansez Maintenant
Performer(s): Glenn Miller; Mitchell Parish
Originally performed by: Glenn Miller
Covered by various other artists



I stand at your gate 
and the song that I sing 
is of moonlight
I stand and I wait 
for the touch of your hand 
in the June night
The roses are sighing 
a Moonlight Serenade

The stars are aglow
and tonight how their light 
sets me dreaming
My love, do you know 
that your eyes are like stars 
brightly beaming?
I bring you and I sing you 
a Moonlight Serenade

Let us stray till break of day 
in love's valley of dreams
Just you and I, a summer sky
a heavenly breeze kissin' the trees

So don't let me wait
come to me tenderly 
in the June night
I stand at your gate 
and I sing you a song 
in the moonlight
A love song, my darling
a Moonlight Serenade

Living On My Own
Composer(s): Freddie Mercury
Performer(s): Freddie Mercury



Sometimes I feel I'm gonna break down and cry (so lonely)
nowhere to go nothing to do with my time
I get lonely so lonely living on my own
Sometimes I feel I'm always walking too fast
and everything is coming down on me donwn on me
I go crazy oh so crazy living on my own

Dee do de de Dee do de de
I don't have no time for no monkey business
Dee do de de Dee do de de
I get so lonely lonely lonely yeah
got to be some good times ahead

sometimes I feel nobody gives me no warning
find my head is always up in the clouds in a dream world
It's not easy living on my own 

Moonlight Serenade
Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg; Dorothy Donnelly



Overhead, the moon is beaming
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
filling all the air with dreaming
Would my heart but still it's beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting
Hear my eternal vow

Soft in the trees lies the echo of my longing
while all around you my dreams of rapture throng
My soul, my joy, my hope, my fear
Your heart must tell you that I am near
List from above while I pour out my love
For you know through my life you are love'd
Oh, hear my longing cry, oh, love me or I die!

Overhead, the moon is beaming
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
filling all the air with dreaming
Would my heart but still it's beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting
I swear my eternal love

Living Next Door To Alice 
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
First release by: New World - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - La Porte D'en Face (by Sacha Distel)
1977 - Alice (by Flemming Bamse Jørgensen)



Sally called, when she got the word
She said 'I suppose you've heard about Alice'
So, I rushed to the window, and I looked outside
And I could hardly believe my eyes
A big limousine pulled slowly into Alice's drive

I don't why why she's leaving, or where she's gonna go
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cause for twenty four years I've been living next door to Alice
Twenty four years, just waitin' for a chance
To tell her how I'm feeling, maybe get a second glance
Now I've gotta get used to not living next door to Alice

We grew up together, two kids in the park
Carved our initials deep in the bark ...
Me and Alice
Now she walks to the door with her head held high
And just for a moment, I caught her eye
As the big limousine pulled slowly out of Alice's drive

I don't why why she's leaving, or where she's gonna go
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cause for twenty four years I've been living next door to Alice
Twenty four years, just waitin' for a chance
To tell her how I'm feeling, maybe get a second glance
Now I've gotta get used to not living next door to Alice

Then Sally called back, and asked how I felt
She said 'I know how to help get over Alice'
She said 'Now, Alice is gone, but I'm still here
And you know I've been waiting twenty four years ...'
And the big limousine disappeared ...

I don't why why she's leaving, or where she's gonna go
I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know
'Cause for twenty four years I've been living next door to Alice
Twenty four years, just waitin' for a chance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
But I'll never get used to not living next door to Alice

No, I'll never get used to not living next door to Alice ...

Moonlight In Waikiki
Composer(s): Cliff Friend; Dave Franklin
Performer(s): Felix Mendelssohn



Moonlight in Waikiki
One magic hour with you
Moonlight and melody
One magic love song for two
In my dreams, sweetheart, I hold you near
And I hear you whisper, "I love you"
Moonlight in Waikiki
There's where my dreams will come true

Living Loving Maid (She's Just A Woman) 
Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1969



With a purple umbrella and a fifty cent hair
Living loving, she's just a woman
Misses cool rides out in her aged Cadillac
Living loving, she's just a woman

Come on, babe, on the round about
Ride on the merry-go-round
We all know what your name is
So you better lay your money down

Alimony, alimony paying your bills
Living loving, she's just a woman
When your conscience hits, you knock it back with pills
Living loving, she's just a woman

Come on, babe on the roundabout
Ride on the merry-go-round
We all know what your name is
So you better lay your money down

Telling tall tales of how it used to be
Living loving, she's just a woman
With the butler and the maid and the servants three
Living loving, she's just a woman

Ah, hits it now

Oh, you got

Nobody hears a single word you say
Living loving, she's just a woman
But you keep on talking till your dying day
Living loving, she's just a woman

Come on, babe on the round about
Ride on the merry-go-round
We all know what your name is
So you better lay your money down

Living loving, she's just a woman
Living (living) loving (loving), she's just a woman
Living (la-la-live) loving (la-la-love), she's just a woman 

Moonlight In Vermont
Composer(s): John Blackburn; Karl Suessdorf
Originally performed by: Billy Butterfield & His Orch.
Covered by various other artists



Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont

Gentle finger waves
Ski trails down a mountain side
Snowlight in Vermont

Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway
As they travel each bend in the road
And when people meet, in this romantic setting
They're so hypnotized be the lovely...

Evening summer breeze
Sweet warblings of the meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont

Living In The U.S.A.
Composer(s): Steve Miller
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band; Neil Merryweather



Stand back, stand back
Stand back, stand back
Stand back, stand back
Stand back, stand back
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Where are you goin' to
What are you gonna do
Do you think that it will be easy
Do you think that it will be pleasin', hey
Stand back, what'd you say
Stand back, I won't pay
Stand back, I'd rather play
Stand back
It's my freedom
Ah, don't worry 'bout me, babe
I got to be free, babe
Hey
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Stand back, dietician
Stand back, television
Stand back, politician
Stand back, mortician
Oh, we got to get away
Living in the U.S.A.
Come on baby, Owwww
I see a yellow man, a brown man
A white man, a red man
Lookin' for Uncle Sam
To give you a helpin' hand
But everybody's kickin' sand
Even politicians
We're living in a plastic land
Somebody give me a hand, yeah
Oh, we're gonna make it, baby
Oh, we're going to shake it, baby
Oh, don't break it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on baby, hey
Hey, hey
In the U.S.A., babe yeah
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Don't worry 'bout me, babe
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
I got to be free
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Come on try it, you can buy it, you can leave it next week, yeah
Somebody give me a cheeseburger 

Moonlight In Samosa
Composer(s): Robbie Blunt; Robert Plant
Performer(s): Robert Plant



Time and again I see you walking down the street
Over and over, just like before
Once in a while you stop and say hello to me
Just like you used to do before
Time and again, it's like we were in love and then
Over and over - nobody keeping score
Once in a while I think you notice when I smile
That love still lingers in my eyes

It can't go wrong, it can't go wrong
It lingers on, it lingers on

Day after day I turn it over in my mind
Dream after dream it's hard to tell you how I find
Out of the blue I'm suddenly so close to you
Despite the years that I've been gone
Will you stop - will you wait a minute - please remember
Can you stop - can you just give me one minute to explain
I will not cause a fuss, I will not rock the boat - believe me darling
Oh what is, what was, it's all the same

Living In The Plastic Age
Composer(s): Geoffrey Downes - T. Horn
Performer(s): Buggles



Every day my metal friend
Shakes my bed at 6am
Then the shiny serving clones
Run in with my telephones

Talking fast I make a deal
Buy the fake and sell what's real
What's this pain here in my chest? 
Maybe I should take a rest

They send the heart police to put you under
Cardiac arrest 
and as they drag you the door 
They tell you that you've failed the test 

Living in the ...
Living in the plastic age
Looking only half my age
Hello doctor lift my face 

I wish my skin could stand the pace
In the bed I read my mind
Remember how the mice were blind
I watch them fighting in their cage
Could this be the plastic age? 

They send the heart police 
to put you under cardiac arrest 
and as they drag you the door 
they tell you that you've failed the test 

Living in the 
Plastic age
Plastic age
Plastic age

They send the heart police to put you under Cardiac arrest 
and as they drag you the door 
They tell you that you've failed the test 

Living in the plastic age
Plastic age
Plastic age

Moonlight Gambler
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard; Phil Springer
Originally performed by: Frankie Laine



You can gamble for match sticks, you can gamble for gold 
The stakes may be heavy or small
But if you haven't gambled for love and lost 
you haven't gambled at all

They call me a moonlight gambler
I've gambled for love and lost
When I gamble for love and it isn't in the cards
Oh, what heartaches it can cost me

Win or lose, I'm a moonlight gambler
And a winner is what I long to be
So I'll gamble for love just as long as I live
Till the day Lady Luck smiles at me

You can gamble for match sticks
You can gamble for gold
The stakes may be heavy or small
But if you haven't gambled for love and lost
Then you haven't gambled at all

No, if you haven't gambled for love in the moonlight
Then you haven't gambled at all

So I'll gamble for love just as long as I live
Till the day Lady Luck smiles at me

They call me the moonlight gambler
They call me the moonlight gambler

Living In The Material World
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): George Harrison



I'm living in the material world
Living in the material world

can't say what I'm doing here
But I hope to see much clearer
after living in the material world

I got born into the material world
Getting worn out in the material world
Use my body like a car
Taking me both near and far
Met my friends all in the material world

Met them all there in the material world
John and Paul here in the material world
Though we started out quite poor
We got 'Richie' on a tour
Got caught up in the material world

From the Spiritual Sky
Such sweet memories have I
To the Spiritual Sky
How I pray
Yes I pray
that I won't get lost
or go astray

As I'm fated for the material world
Get frustrated in the material world
Senses never gratified
Only swelling like a tide
That could drown me in the
material world

From the Spiritual Sky
Such sweet memories have I
To the Spiritual Sky
How I pray
Yes I pray
that I won't get lost
or go astray

While I'm living in the material world
Not much 'giving' in the material world
Got a lot of work to do
Try to get a message through
And get back out of this material world

I'm living in the material world
Living in the material world
I hope to get out of this place
by the Lord Sri Krsna's Grace
My salvation from the material world
Big Ending 

Moonlight Feels Right
Composer(s): Bruce Blackman
Performer(s): Starbuck



The wind blew some luck in my direction
I caught it in my hands today
I finally made a tricky frech connection
you winked and gave me your o.k.
I'll take you on a trip beside the ocean
and drop the top at Chesapeake Bay
ain't nothing like the sky to dose a potion
the moon'll send you on your way
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right
We'll lay back and observe the constellations
and watch the moon smiling bright
I'll play the radio on southern stations
'cause southern belles are hell at night
you say you came to Baltimore from Ole Miss
a class of '74 gold ring
the eastern moon looks ready for a wet kiss
to make the tide rise again
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right

We'll see the sun come up on sunday morning
and watch it fade the moon away
I guess you know I'm giving you a warning
'cause me and moon are itching to play
I'll take you on a trip beside the ocean
and drop the top at Chesapeake Bay
ain't nothing like the sky to dose a potion
the moon'll send you on your way
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right

Living In Dreams
Composer(s): Johnny Green
Performer(s): Russ Columbo
and multiple other artists



For all these years I've cried out my heart
In tears without measure
But with you to treasure
I'm living in dreams

Until you came my life seemed all wrong
I dreaded tomorrow
But you banished sorrow
I'm living in dreams

Up to now the sun, the moon, the stars
Meant nothing in my heart
And love was just a hope
To which I plainly tried to pin my life

But that's all changed since we've been like one
The days smoothly flow on
Together we'll go on
Living in dreams

But that's all changed since we've been like one
The days smoothly flow on
Together we'll go on
Living in dreams 

Meet Me At Mary's Place
Composer(s): Sam Cooke
Performer(s): Sam Cooke



A friend of mine told me one early mornin'
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
Said tonight there's gonna be a party goin' on
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
He said "If you can enjoy a real nice affair
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
Then you'll make it your business to be right there"
(Over at Mary's place, ho)

He said in fact: Meet me (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Why don't you (meet me at Mary's place)
Why don't you meet me (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Why don't you (meet me at Mary's place, ho)

He said: There's one thing I that want you to know
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
You're gonna have a good time before you go
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
He said: There's one more thing that I'm gonna guarantee
(Over at Mary's place, ho)
Got to have fun if you're a man like me
(Over at Mary's place, ho)

If you wanna have fun, meet me (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Why don't you (meet me at Mary's place)
Oh meet me (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Why don't you (meet me at Mary's place, ho)

If you wanna have a good time (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Come on and (meet me at Mary's place)
Oh, meet me (meet me at Mary's place)
We're gonna have (we're gonna have us a ball today)
Come on and (meet me at Mary's place, ho)

Living In America ((aka Living With A Hernia (by "Weird Al" Yankovic) - 1986))
Composer(s): Charlie Midnight - Dan Hartman
First release by: James Brown - 1985
Covered by multiple other artists



Yeah, uh! Get up, now! Ow! Knock out this!

Super highways, coast to coast
easy to get anywhere
On the transcontinental overload
just slide behind the wheel
How does it feel

When there's no destination - that's too far
And somewhere on the way
you might find out who you are

Living in America - eye to eye, station to station
Living in America - hand to hand, across the nation
Living in America - got to have a celebration

Rock my soul

Smokestack, fatback
many miles of railroad track
All night radio, keep on runnin'
through your rock 'n' roll soul
All night diners keep you awake
hey, on black coffee and a hard roll

You might have to walk the fine line
you might take the hard line
But everybody's working overtime

Living in America - eye to eye, station to station
Living in America - hand to hand, across the nation
Living in America - got to have a celebration

I live in America, help me out
but I live in America
wait a minute

You might not be looking for the promised land
but you might find it anyway
Under one of those old familiar names
Like New Orleans (New Orleans)
Detroit City (Detroit City), Dallas (Dallas)
Pittsburg P.A. (Pittsburg P.A.)
New York City (New York City)
Kansas City (Kansas City)
Atlanta (Atlanta), Chicago and L.A.

Living in America - hit me
Living in America - yeah
I walk in and out
Living in America

I live in America - state lines
gonna make the prime, that
I live in America - hey
I know what it means, I

Living in America - Eddie Murphy, eat your heart out
Living in America - hit me, I said now, eye to eye, station to station
Living in America - so nice, with your bare self
Living in America - I feel good! 

Meester Prikkebeen
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot; L.H. Nijgh
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Hij staat in de sneeuw aan de poort van de stad 
En prikt de dagen van december op z'n hoed 
Hij fluit z'n pluche lapjeskat 
Want hij heeft last van muizenissen die nesten maken in z'n baard 

Maar 't dier laat hem altijd mooi fluiten 
't Dier preekt ernstig voor de vissen 
Gevallen van een haringkar 

Hij lokt de dagen met z'n lied 
De dagen vliegen, hij blijft staan 
Waar komt hij vandaan
Waar komt hij vandaan
Hij koestert de dagen van rood cellofaan 
Van glitter en watten en sterrenpapier 
Geen mens kent zijn naam 
Geen mens kent zijn naam

Meester Prikkebeen 
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen 
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen 

Lantaarnopstekers gaan stil door de nacht 
Hij speelt z'n draailier voor hun harige gezicht 
Slaap gerust, sluimer zacht 
Een paladijn met zijn soldaten blijft even luisteren naar hem 

Toch blijft z'n schotel leeg, ze lachen 
Alleen een meisje blijft staan praten 
Een mager meisje van plezier 

Waarom speel jij geen ander lied 
Je ogen en je mond zijn koud 
Ik weet geen refrein 
Ik draag op m'n borsten een sleutel van goud 
Het licht in m'n oog is een ster die verschiet 
Zo kan ik niet zijn 

Meester Prikkebeen 
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen 
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen 

Ze danst in de sneeuw en ze speelt tamboerijn 
Terwijl de lapjeskat heel stil de passie preekt 
Het geurt naar brood en warme wijn 
En in de sneeuwnacht bij de ballen verwachten ze 't nieuwe jaar 

De laatste nacht komt aangevlogen 
De laatste slagen zijn gevallen 
'n Vuurpijl spuit de hemel in 

En morgen verdwijnen ze over het land 
Morgen verdwijnen ze over het land 
Het nieuwe jaar is wijd en groen 
Een bloemenwei is leeg en groen 
Nooit zien ze hem weer 
Nooit zien ze hem weer
Wie weet wat de dagen 
Wie weet wat de dagen dit jaar zullen doen dit jaar zullen doen 
Zij speelt met de kat 
Zij speelt met de kat
En hij zwaait met zijn hand 
En hij zwaait met zijn hand
Vaarwel en tot ziens
Vaarwel en tot ziens
Misschien tot ziens
Misschien tot ziens

Meester Prikkebeen 
Meester Prikkebeen
Mensen lopen langs hem heen 
Hij blijft alleen meester Prikkebeen

Living In A Child's Dream
Composer(s): Mick Bower
Performer(s): The Master's Apprentices



See the windows of the green house, their painted yellow like doors
See the child who sits in wonder, at this brightly colored scene
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream

See the mountains made of ice cream, with cherries doted on their slopes
And over there's a chocolate tree trunk ,mint leaves are hanging from the boughs
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again living in a child's dream

A land of fairy tales and good things, is all a child will dream all day
And while he's young he'll have no reason, to cry for someone gone away
See the clown who makes the children laugh, as he spins around and shows them all his tricks
Oh how I wish I where a little boy again, living in a child's dream

Mediterraneo
Composer(s): Joan Manuel Serrat
Performer(s): Joan Manuel Serrat



Quizá porque mi niñez
sigue jugando en tu playa
y escondido tras las cañas
duerme mi primer amor
llevo tu luz y tu olor
por dondequiera que vaya

y amontonado en tu arena
tengo amor, juegos y penas
Yo, que en la piel tengo el sabor
amargo del llanto enterno
que han vertido en ti cien pueblos
de Algeciras a Estambul
para que pintes de azul
sus largas noches de invierno

A fuerza de desvinturas
tu alma es profunda y oscura

A tus atardeceres rojos
se acostubraron mis ojos
como el recodo al camino...

Soy cantor, soy embustero
me gusta el juego y el vino
Tengo alma de marinero...

Qué le voy a hacer, si yo
nací en el Mediterraneo

Y te acercas, y te vas
despueés de besar mi aldea
Jugando con la marea
te vas, pensando en volver
Eres como una mujer
perfumadita de brea

que se añora y se quiere
que se conoce y se teme

Ay, si un día para mi mal
viene a buscarme la parca
Empujad al mar mi barca
con un levante otoñal
y dejad que el temporal
desguace sus alas blancas

Y a mi enterradme sin duelo 
entre la playa y el cielo...

En la ladera de un monte
más alto que el horizonte
Quiero tener buena vista

Mi cuerpo será camino
le daré verde a los pinos
y amarillo a la genista...

Cerca del mar 
Porque yo nací en el Mediterraneo