The Jones Boy
Composer(s): Vic Mizzy - Mann Curtis
Performer(s): The Mills Bros.



The whole town's talking about the Jones Boy
The Jones Boy
The Jones Boy
The whole town's talking about the Jones Boy
He acts mighty peculiar now

The whole town's saying he was a good boy
a nice boy
a swell boy
The whole town's saying he's not a well boy
He just isn't the same somehow

he hops
he jumps
so merrily over the water pumps
he stops and then
he comes to a pump and he'll jump again

the buzz is over the fences
that he's going out of his senses

The whole town's talking about the Jones boy
the poor boy
the Jones boy

But I just happen to be the Jones boy
and I happen to be in love 

Chained To A Memory
Composer(s): Jenny Carson
Performer(s): Eddy Arnold
and multiple other artists



Makes no difference that we two are far apart, Dear
I could never, ever love somebody new
For there isn't any room inside my heart, Dear
While I'm chained to a memory of you

If the world should end tomorrow, I'd be satisfied
You're gone and there is nothing I can do
But I'll never tell another that our love would die
While I'm chained to a memory of you

Maybe time will wear the links away and then, Dear
They'll break and set me free to love anew
But I'll never care for someone else again, Dear
While I'm chained to a memory of you

If the world should end tommorrow, I'd be satisfied
You're gone and there is nothing I can do
All my precious dreams and hopes of yesterday have died
Yet I'm chained to a memory of you

Friendly Advice
Composer(s): Tommy Shaw
Performer(s): Tommy Shaw



My suitcase is packed
It's sitting by the door
I've gone over all the facts
I can't take them any more

But every time my feet hit the street
My head starts aching and
My knees get week
I turn back around I let myself in
I feel like a dog
No matter what I come back again

My friends all try to give me friendly advice
They all agree I shouldn't be so nice
Women really like it when you push them around
But it's not me

So here I go again
Ignoring all the signs
It doesn't take a scientist
To read between the lines

But right about the time
I'm sure I've had enough
I've decided to call it quits and I'm
Ready to get tough
You turn it on with those
Those big brown eyes
The next thing you know
I'm out buying long-stem roses

I'm like my daddy
Old-fashioned
I don't know what to do

I'm a creature of habit
I don't know what else to do

It's like a game
That's been rigged
So nobody wins

The Jolly Tar And The Milkmaid
Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire, Jan Duggan, Mary Dean, Betty Rone, Jack George, Pearl Amatore & Chorus



There was a jolly British tar
Who met a milkmaid bonny
He said, "How beautiful you are"
With a hey and a nonny
With a hey and a nonny

"Such golden hair I ne'er did see
With lips to shame the cherry
Oh, buxom milkmaid marry me!"
With a down-a-derry
With a down-a-down-a-derry

"Our hearts could rhyme," said she
"'Tis flattered I'm," said she
"But oh, ah me, you see, you see
You see, you see, I happen to be
I happen to be the mother of three
A wife already and mother of three
Of three, of three, of three, of three, of three
The mother of three!"

The jolly tar he laughed a laugh
"'Tis for the best, my bonny
That you won't be my better half"
With a hey and a nonny
With a hey and a nonny

"I near forgot on seeing you
That I've a wife in Kerry
In Spain and also Timbuktu"
With a down-a-derry
With a down-a-down-a-derry

"You've got me thinking twice
Goodbye to shoes and rice
For oh, ah me, just now you see
Just now you see I happen to be
I happen to be the husband of three
A-spliced already and husband of three
Of three, of three, of three, of three, of three
The husband of three!"

Chained To A Memory
Composer(s): Richard Ahlert - Kay Rogers
First release by: Betty Everett - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



Why am I chained to a memory?
Why does the thought of you still torture me?
When will I find someone to set me free?
So I won't be chained to a memory, mmm

Why am I chained to the hurt I knew?
Each day the thought of something so cruel to do
Where in this world will I escape from you?
So I won't be chained to a memory

Your letters threw them on the fire
Your pictures out the window
All that I could find that reminded me of you
I threw them all away

I get up in the morning
I'm pacing the floor
Like I'm expecting you to walk in the door
I keep forgetting I won't see you anymore
Guess I'm doomed to be chained to a memory

Oh, yes I am
I get up in the morning
I'm pacing the floor
Like I'm expecting you to walk in the door
I keep forgetting I won't see you anymore
Guess I'm doomed to be chained to a memory
Yes I am

Friend Or Foe
Composer(s): Adam Ant; Marco Pirroni
Performer(s): Adam & The Ants;
and various other artists



Friend or foe
friend or foe

I want those who get to know me 
To become admirers or my enemies
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enemies 
I want those who get to know me 
To become admirers or my enemies
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enemies
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache then I leave it out for your sake
I tried an I try tried to take care of my insides
But nobody's perfect so leave me if you object
I want those who get to know me

When you're a pirouetting
highkicking thighslaping cruiser

When you're a hipgrinding spellbinding clean cut seducer
You have to be careful so people take note

I take it serious
but I still like a joke
I want those who get to know me

Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
It it means heartache then leave it out for your sake
I tried and I try tried but still you say that I lied
But nobody's perfect so leave me if you object
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache then I leave it out for your sake
I tried and I try tried to take care of my insides
But nobody's perfect so leave me if you object

The Jolly Green Giant
((Adapted from: Big Boy Pete (Don & Dewey and Their Band) - 1959))
Composer(s): Don Harris - Dewey Terry - Lynn Easton
Performer(s): The Kingsmen - 1965
and multiple other artists



In duh valley of duh jolly... (Ho - ho - ho)

Heard about the Jolly Green Giant (potatoes)
He's so big and mean (artichoke hearts)
He stands there laughin' with his hands on his hips
And then he hits you with a can of beans

He lives down there in his valley (Brussels sprouts)
The cat stands tall and green (spinach)
Well, he ain't no prize, and there's no women his size
And that's why the cat's so mean
One day he left His valley pad
I mean to say This cat was mad
Now listen 'round He wasn't gone long
And then he ran into an Amazon
Well, this changed his whole complexion (broccoli)
He had never seen such a beautiful sight (corn)
Well, he looked at her
And she looked at him
And she almost passed out from fright
He looked at her Thought, "what a dilly"
He touched her once She slapped him silly
This was something He had never sensed
He looked at her As she commenced
Now listen, pal This ain't no fluke
I can't see goin' with a big green kook"

You've heard about the Jolly Green Giant (eggplant)
Don't let his troubles cross your mind (celery stalks)
He couldn't get Sally, so went back to his valley
The cat was color-blind...

Chained And Bound
Composer(s): Otis Redding
First release by: Otis Redding - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Darling now, you made me change my mind
Can go no further, because you got me chained and bound, oh
Taller than the tallest sky
Sweeter than a grape on a vine, now
Can go no further, because you got me chained and bound, right now, now

So glad, I'm so glad, I'm so glad
Oh, I don't have to worry no more
Oh my my my
Baby, somebody, somebody

What kind of life is this kind I'm trying living
Oh Lord, what kind of love is she trying to give me
I feel like I'm standing up and telling the word
I'm chained to your love

Darling, oh
Don't break this little heart of mine
There's no greater love than this love of yours and mine, oh
You walk with your head in the sky
Darling don't ever pass me by
I ain't going no further, because you got me chained and bound, oh now

So glad, I'm so glad, I'm so glad
Lord, I don't have to worry no more
She got me chained to her love, now
I don't, I don't want to be taken away, baby
I'm chained, I'm chained and a little bound, now, now, now
I'm chained, I'm chained to your love
I don't, I don't know darling I wanna to be taken away, now
Ou, just a little bit of soul
Just a little bit of soul, now...

Friend Of The Devil
Composer(s): Robert Hunter;
Jerry Garcia; John Dawson
Performer(s): The Grateful Dead;
and various other artists



I lit out from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around

I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight 

I ran into the Devil, babe
He loaned me twenty bills
I spent that night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills

I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight 

I ran down to the levee
But the Devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill
And he vanished in the air

I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight 

Got two reasons why I cry
away each lonely night
First one's named sweet Anne Marie
and she's my heart's delight
Second one is prison, baby
the sheriff's on my trail
If he catches up with me
I'll spend my life in jail

Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
First one says she's got my child
But it don't look like me

I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight

The Joker
((Dutch Version: De Roker (Pieter-Jan De Smet) - 2003))
Composer(s): Steve Miller - Ahmet Ertegun - Eddie Curtis
First release by: Steve Miller Band - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
Wooo Wooooo
You're the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches, wannna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Wooo Woooo
People keep talking about me, baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
'Cause I'm right here at home
You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time

Chain Reaction
Composer(s): Robin Gibb - Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb
First release by: Diana Ross - 1985



You took a mystery and made me want it
You got a pedestal and put me on it
You made me love you out of feeling nothing
Something that you do
And I was there and not dancing with anyone
You took a little, then you took me over
You set your mark on stealing my heart away
Crying, trying, anything for you

I’m in the middle of a chain reaction
You give me all the after midnight action
I wanna get you where I can let you make all that love to me
I’m on a journey for the inspiration
To anywhere and there ain’t no salvation
I need you to get me nearer to you
So you can set me free
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love

You make me tremble when your hand moves lower
You taste a little then you swollow slower
Nature has a way of yielding treasure
Pleasure made for you, oh
You gotta plan, your future is on the run
Shine a light for the whole world over
You never find your love if you hide away
Crying, dying, all you gotta do is

Get in the middle of a chain reaction
You get a medal when you’re lost in action
I wanna get your love all ready for the sweet sensation
Instant radiation
You let me hold you for the first explosion
We get a picture of our love in motion
My arms will cover, my lips will smother you
With no more left to say
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love
You let me hold you for the first explosion
Arms will cover you

All you gotta do is get in the middle of a chain reaction
You get a medal when you’re lost in action
Don’t pass me by
I wanna get your love all ready for the chain reaction ...

Friend Like Me
Dutch Title: Zo'n Vriend Als Ik
Composer(s): Howard Ashman; Alan Menken
Performer(s): Robin Williams;
and various other artists



Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say

Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me
No no no

Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me

Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?

Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
I'm in the mood to help you dude
You ain't never had a friend like me

Can your friends do this?
Do your friends do that?
Do your friends pull this out their little hat?
Can your friends go, poof?
Well, looky here
Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let 'er rip
And then make the sucker disappear?

So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midday prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a genie for your chare d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So what-cha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh

Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!

De Roker
((Adapted from: The Joker (Steve Miller Band) - 1973))
Composer(s): Steve Miller - Ahmet Ertegun - Eddie Curtis - Patrick De Witte
Performer(s): Pieter-Jan De Smet - 2003



We mochten al niet meer op het vliegtuig
Nu mag het niet meer op de trein
Maar ik vrees dat uw klantenkring verkleint

Roken is strikt verboden, baby
Ook in het restaurant
Dus, kleef pleisters, kleef pleisters
Anders blijft u maar thuis

Ik ben een roker, tabakstoker
Ik heb een mooie sigarenkoker
Mon brique est galvanisé

Ik ben een blower, en ik wou er
net één dicht gaan vouwen
Stiekem op de mannenplee

Roken is fataal, het leidt alleen naar de dood
Niet-rokers sterven ook wel, maar (dan) met longen schoon
Nicotine, nicotine, nicotine, 'k stop ermee
Vaarwel Rizla, en Semois grove snee

Chain Of Fools
((Italian Version: Ciao Ciao Ciao (Rocky Roberts & I Pirañas) - 1967))
Composer(s): Don Covay
First release by: Aretha Franklin - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools

For five long years I thought you were my man
But I found out I'm just a link in your chain.
You got me where you want me
I ain't nothin' but your fool
You treated me mean
Ooh, you treated me cruel

Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools

Every chain has got a weak link
And I might be weak, child
But I'll give you strength

You told me to leave you alone
My father said, "Come on home"
My doctor said, "Take it easy"
But your lovin' is much too strong
I'm welded to your...

Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools

One of these mornings the chain is gonna break
But up until then I'm gonna take all I can take

(repeat):
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools

Friend And A Lover
Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Danny Janssen; Bobby Hart
Performer(s): David Cassidy & The Partridge Family



Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na na na

Caught in a dead end, you took the wrong bend
To you I'm your friend, but I wanna be your lover
Caught in a hurricane, out in the cold rain
Couldn't make it much plainer, but you
Still can't discover that I wanna be your lover

Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

Night and day, day and night, night and day and night
Whoa! I need you by my side
Inside, outside, upside down
Ev'rything is turned around without you

Up on a tight rope, below is no hope
'Cause I'm only a friend and I wanna be your lover
Caught in a landslide, feel like it's low tide
Well I swallowed my pride, but you
Still can't discover that I wanna be your lover

Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na, na na na na

The Jogger
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Bobby Bare



Well, I’ve been a trucker now for 20 years
from the Charleston coast to the Jersey piers
An’ sharin’ the road with the race car nuts and loggers
Sunday drivers, scouts on hikes
Hells Angels on Harley bikes
I never met a roader I didn’t like, 'cept them joggers…

One day I’m rollin’ down 101, I got 18 wheels and a 14-ton
Radio playin’ a good ol’ country rocker
The day was surely a trucker’s dream
the sky was sunny and the air was clean
When up ahead on the road I seen one of them joggers

He was dressed like they do in baby blue
with shortie shorts and a headband too
I yelled "Sweetie, I bet that you are the hit of the men’s room locker
Well I’m a runnin’ late with an overload
so get your Adidas off a this road
I’m L.A. bound and I don’t slow down for dead raccoons or joggers"

"Well without breakin’ stride or losin' poise" 
he said "You and that rig sure make some noise
But I can’t talk now, ‘cause I’m racin’ against the clocker
But it’s just nine miles to Forkers Leap 
and if you ain’t afraid to race that heap
We’ll see how that ol’ rig holds up against a super jogger"

Race, I must be hearin’ wrong
the boy’s been runnin’ in the sun too long
The only place he’s a racin’ to is a doctor
But before I could say "Hey, thank ya, no"
that fool yells "Ready, get set, go"
And the race is on and we’re off and gone
me and that maniac jogger

I could’ve left him far behind 
but I played with him like a fish on a line
And I stayed about a half a mile behind that sucker
Then I pushed her up to forty-five 
and he sees me comin’ and he starts to fly
So I kicked her to sixty and shift to high 
and finally catch that jogger, and it wasn’t easy

Now I’m doin’ eighty and I turned to check
and he’s stayin’ right with me neck in neck
His hearts a thumpin’ like an engine goin’ poo poon pucker… prooon!!
Then he yelled out
"I hope you’re set, cuz I ain’t shifted into second yet"
Then he unwinds and leaves me behind, eaten the dust of a jogger

Then I see him a joggin’ up into the sky and he yells
"Hey, thanks for the exercise’
And I hope that losin’ the race was not too shockin’
Ya see, my Dad says, ‘Heaven ain’t no place to run’
I try to be an obedient son
So I got to come down to earth to do my joggin’"

Well that’s the story, take it or leave it
my trucker buddies, they believe it
So do them race car nuts and Harley hoggers
And I’m still drivin’ much the same 
'cept I don’t call nobody names
And I tip my hat each time I pass one of them good old joggers

Hey, there’s one now
Hey, everybody hangin’ in there
It wasn’t…

Chain Lightning
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan
and multiple other artists



Some turnout, a hundred grand
Get with it we'll shake his hand
Don't bother to understand
Don't question the little man
Be part of the brotherhood
Yes it's chain lightning
It feels so good

Hush brother, we cross the square
Act natural like you don't care
Turn slowly and comb your hair
Don't trouble the midnight air
We're standing just where he stood
It was chain lightning
It feels so good

Friday's Child
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
Performer(s): Nancy Sinatra



Friday's child.....Hard luck is her brother
Friday's child.....Her sister's misery
Friday's child.....Her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child.....That's me

Friday's child.....Born a little ugly
Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by..oh
Friday's child.....Makes something look like nothing
Friday's child.....Am I..ya

Friday's child.....Never climbed no mountain
Friday's child.....She ain't even gonna tray..oh
Friday's child.....Whom they'll forget to bury
Friday's child.....Am I

The Jitney Man
Composer(s): Earl Hines - Gerald Valentine
Performer(s): Earl Hines & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



I'm the jitney man
A regular jockey I am
Any place you want to go
I can take you fast or slow
Boodle-e-a-da-a-day
I'm the jitney man

Oh, I can drive I can
Behind this wheel I'm the man
Take it easy in your seat
Everything will be all reet
Holly-la-ally-ah
I'm the jitney man!

You don't even have to call
Look like you're going somewhere
And I'll be there with the door wide open
Waiting to take your fare

I'm the jitney man
Take you and bring you, my friend
I'm always up and down the street
A jitney driver's got to eat
Boo-deedle-a-dee-ah
I'm the jitney man!

Chain Gang Blues
Composer(s): Spencer Williams
Performer(s): Ma Rainey



Working on the chain gang was not reserved for men alone 
Women and young girls could be sentenced too to work on the "county road" 
as Ma Rainey sings here

The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down 
The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down
Just a poor gal in trouble, I know I'm county road bound

Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe 
Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe
And a ball and chain everywhere I go

Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand 
Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand
It's all on account of stealing a woman's man

It was early this morning that I had my trial 
It was early this morning that I had my trial
Ninety days on the county road, and judge didn't even smile