The One In The Middle
Composer(s): Paul Jones 
Performer(s): Manfred Mann



Let me tell you 'bout the Manfreds 
The music that they're puttin' down 
They started to play 
On a rainy day 
And the people came from miles around 

They didn't come for the rhythm 
They didn't come for the beat 
The people of the town 
Came just to stand around 
And see the singer lookin' sweet 

Mike Hugg plays the drums, yeah 
Tom McGuiness plays the diamond bass 
But the one in the middle 
Sings "Hey diddle diddle" 
God, he's just a pretty face 

They didn't come for the rhythm 
They didn't come for the beat 
The people of the town 
Came just to stand around 
And see the singer lookin' sweet 

They couldn't have! 

Manfred Mann plays the organ 
Mike Vickers plays guitar 
& there's a geezer called Paul 
Who's so thin & so tall 
And sure wants to be a star 

They didn't come for the rhythm 
They didn't come for the beat 
The people of the town 
Came just to stand around 
And see the singer lookin' sweet 

See the singer lookin'... 
See the singer lookin'... 
See the singer lookin'... 
See the singer lookin'... 
See the singer lookin'... 
See the singer lookin'... 
Sweet  

The One I Loved Back Then (aka Corvette Song)
Performer(s): George Jones



I stopped off at the Quicksack for some beer and cigarettes
The old man took my money as he stared at my Corvette
He said, I had one just like her son, a 1963
'Til the man down at the bank took her from me

Oh She was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle Son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then

Then I handed him my keys and said, here take her for a spin
The old man scratched his head, then
he looked at me and grinned
He said son you just don't understand it ain't the car I want
It's the brunette in your 'vette that turns me on

I had one that was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle Son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then

Lord she was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle Son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then

She reminds me of the one I loved back then

The One I Love Belongs To Somebody Else
Composer(s): Isham Jones - Gus Kahn
First recording/First release by: Isham Jones and His Orch. - 1923/1924
Covered by multiple other artists



The one I love belongs to somebody else
She means her tender songs for somebody else
And even when I have my arms around her
I know her thoughts are strong for somebody else
The hands I held belong to somebody else
I'll bet they're not so cold to somebody else
It's tough to be alone on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else 

The One Exception
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul



When I saw you walking down the street
I said
That’s the kind of guy I’d like to meet
If I just had the chance
Maybe I could find me a little romance

So I
Went and asked you if you knew the time
(you knew the time)
Hoping that you wouldn’t see that I was just
playing for more (playing for more)
Seeing if you fit for the grand amore

I said
I don’t think I really ought to talk to you
There are somethings that a girl is not meant to do
But you’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)
I don’t have to go on looking anymore
There has never been a guy like you before
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

I was breaking a society rule (breaking a rule)
I would surely go and blow my cool
When you asked me my name (asked me my name)
I thought that I was going crazy (crazy),
I was going insane

But then
As we walked off to a small café (small café)
Just about a block or so away
I knew you were the one (you were the one)
I had a funny feeling something could have begun

I said
I don’t think I ought to talk to you
There are somethings that a girl is not meant to do
But you’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)
I don’t have to go on looking anymore
There has never been a guy like you before
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

One exception, you’re the one
exception, you’re the one
exception
One exception, you’re the one
exception, you’re the one
exception

One day we will be together
And the two of us will be forever
And we’ll both remember, won’t we?
We’ll remember won’t we?

I don’t think I really ought to talk to you
There are somethings that a girl is not meant to do
But you’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)
I don’t have to go on looking anymore
There has never been a guy like you before
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

You’re the…
One exception
One exception
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

Hey yeah
I don’t think I really ought to talk to you
There are somethings that a girl is not meant to do
But you’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)
I don’t have to go on looking anymore
There has never been a guy like you before
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

You’re the…
One exception
One exception
You’re the one exception to the rule
(ooh, oooh…ooh, oooh)

One After 909
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



My baby said she's trav'ling on the one after 909 
I said move over honey I'm traveling on that line 
I said move over once, move over twice 
Come on baby don't be cold as ice
Said she's trav'ling on the one after 909

I begged her not to go and I begged her on my bended knees 
You're only fooling around, you're fooling around with me
I said move over once, move over twice 
Come on baby don't be cold as ice
Said she's trav'ling on the one after 909

I got my bag, run to the station 
Railman says you've got the the wrong location 
I got my bag, run right home 
Then I find I've got the number wrong 

Well she said she's trav'ling on the one after 909 
I said move over honey I'm traveling on that line 
I said move over once, move over twice 
Come on baby don't be cold as ice 
Said she's trav'ling on the one after 9-0 
Said she's trav'ling on the one after 9-0 
Said she's trav'ling on the one after 909

The One
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John



I saw you dancing out the ocean
Running fast along the sand
A spirit born of earth and water
Fire flying from your hands

In the instant that you love someone
In the second that the hammer hits
Reality runs up your spine
And the pieces finally fit

And all I ever needed was the one
Like freedom fields where wild horses run
When stars collide like you and I
No shadows block the sun
You're all I've ever needed
Baby you're the one

There are caravans we follow
Drunken nights in dark hotels
When chances breathe between the silence
Where sex and love no longer gel

For each man in his time is Cain
Until he walks along the beach
And sees his future in the water
A long lost heart within his reach

The Old Water Wheel
Performer(s): Slim Whitman



By the valley road
The lilacs are growin'
Around the mill
With an old water wheel

In his dusty coat
The river sits dreamin'
Of his true love
The pretty Lucille

The old water wheel
Keeps turning and turning
It seems to seize
All the kisses it sees

On the soft summer nights
When the hearts were alive
Making love to the sound
Of the old water wheel

In her eyes of blue
True heaven made green
And her hair was brown
As the meadow lark's wing

Every smile revealed
White pearls, empty dreamin'
And nature made her lips
Just to sing

But fate was unkind
She sneaked neath the lilacs
This dizzy world
Keeps moving along

But the old river seems
To be lost in his dreams
While the water wheel turns
As it's singin' this song

Lost in the song
Of the old water wheel...

The old water wheel
The old water wheel

The Old Violin
Composer(s): Johnny Paycheck
Performer(s): Johnny Paycheck



Well, I can't recall, one time in my life
I've felt as lonely as I do tonight
I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more
It's the damndest feelin'; I never felt it before

Tonight I feel like an old violin
Soon to be put away and never played again
Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say
I only wish this feelin' would just go away

I guess it's 'cos the truth
Is the hardest thing I ever faced
'Cos you can't change the truth
In the slightest way 
I tried

So I asked myself
I said: "John, where'd you go from here?"
Then like a damned fool
I turned around and looked in the mirror

And there I saw, an old violin
Soon to be put away and never played again

So one more time, just to be sure
I said: "John, where in the hell do you go from here?"
You know that when a nickel's worth of difference
And I looked in the mirror, that's when I knew

That there I was seein', an old violin
Soon to be put away, and never played again

And just like that, it hit me
That old violin and I were just alike
We'd give our all to music
And soon, we'd give our life

The Old Sow
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Albert Richardson



There was an old farmer he had an old sow
Snort ow raspberry ow whistle ide-illy-dow
Suzanna's a funniful man
Snort an raspberry an whistle ide-illy-dan
Sing lassie go-rings re-low
Suzanna's a funniful man
Snort an raspberry an whistle ide-illy-dan
Suzanna's a funniful man

Now, this old sow she some little pigs
Snort igs raspberry igs whistle ide-illy-digs...

Now, these little pigs they muddled them up
Snort up raspberry up whistle ide-illy-dup...

Now, these little pigs they had to have straw
Snort aw raspberry aw whistle ide-illy-daw...

Now, these little pigs they had some curly tails
Snort ails raspberry ail whistle ide-illy-dails...

Now, these little pigs they had to be stuffed
Snort uff raspberry uff whistle ide-illy-duff...

Now, these little pigs they made a bit of bacon
Snort aton raspberry aton whistle ide-illy-daton...

Now, these little pigs they made a bit of ham
Snort am raspberry am whistle ide-illy-ham... 

The Old Songs
Composer(s): Buddy Kaye - David Pomeranz
Performer(s): Barry Manilow; David Pomeranz; David Osborne



Candles burning, glasses are chilled and soon she'll be by 
Hope and pray she'll say that she's willing to give us another try 
And if all those plans I made don't melt the lady's heart
I'll put on the old 45's 
And maybe the old songs will bring back the old times 
Maybe the old lines will sound new 
Maybe she'll lay her head on my shoulder 
Maybe old feelings will come through 
Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked away 
Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times and make her wanna stay 
It's been too long since I've seen her face light up when I come home 
It's been too many hours I've wasted staring at the phone 
Sweet old songs I'm counting on you to bring her back to me 
I'm tired of listening alone and maybe the old songs 
Will bring back the old times 
Maybe the old lines will sound new 
Maybe she'll lay her head on my shoulder 
Maybe old feelings will come through 
Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked away 
Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times and make her wanna stay 

Old Ship Of Zion
Composer(s): Thomas A. Dorsey
Performer(s): Don Gibson



T'is the old ship of Zion
T'is the old ship of Zion
T's the old ship of Zion
Get on board, get on board

The Old Rugged Cross 
Composer(s): George Bennard
First release by: Roy Rogers and Dale Evans - 1950	
Covered by multiple other artists



On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine
A wondrous beauty I see
For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died
To pardon and sanctify me

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true
Its shame and reproach gladly bear
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away
Where His glory forever I'll share

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

The Old Refrain (What Shall Remain?)
Composer(s): Fritz Kreisler - Dorothy Fields
Performer(s): Grace Moore
and multiple other artists



I often think of home Dee-ol-ee-ay
When I am all alone and far away
I sing an old refrain, dee-ol-ee-ay
For it recalls to me a bygone day

It takes me back again to meadows fair
Where sunlight's golden rays beam everywhere
My childhood joys again come back to me
My mother's face in fancy too I see

It was my mother taught me how to sing
And to that memory my heart will cling
I'm never sad and alone while on my way
As long as I can sing Dee-ol-ee-ay

Though years have passed and gone, dee-ol-ee-ay
And though my heart is young my head is grey
Yet still the echoes ring, dee-ol-ee-ay
And dear old memories forever stay

This song will bring me visions full of light
And sweetest dreams throughout the darkest night
Of all that life can give, that song is best
I'll take it with me when I go to rest

And when at last my journey here is o'er
'Twill ring more joyfully than e'er before
For up to heavens I will take my lay
The angels, too, will sing dee-ol-ee-ay

The Old Piano Roll Blues
Composer(s): Cy Coben
Performer(s): Hoagy Carmichael
and multiple other artists



I wanna hear it again, I wanna hear it again
The Old Piano Roll Blues
We're sittin' at an upright, my sweetie and me
Pushin' on the pedals makin' sweet harmony
When we hear rinkety-tink, and we hear Plinkety-plink
We cuddle closer it seems
And while we kiss kiss, kiss, kiss, away all our cares
The player piano's playing razz-a-ma-tazz
I wanna hear it again, I wanna hear it again
The Old Piano Roll Blues

But We, Played the Piano Roll Blues
We sat there and began to play
My sweetie and me
We sat there pushing on the pedals making sweet harmony
But we, cuddle closer it seems
It seems just like a dreamin' 
While we kiss, kiss, kiss, our cares all away
The player piano's playing razz-a-ma-tazz
But we, wanna hear it again 
Those Piano Roll Blues

I wanna hear it again, I wanna hear it again
The Old Piano Roll Blues
The Old Piano Roll Blues
We sat there and began to play
We're sittin' at an upright, my sweetie and me
We sat there pushin' on the pedals makin' sweet harmony
When we hear rinkety-tink, and we hear Plinkety-plink
We cuddle closer it seems
Cuddle closer it seems
Its like a dreamin while we kiss kiss kiss away all our cares
The player piano's playing razz-a-ma-tazz

I wanna hear it again, just hear it again
The Old Piano Roll Blues 
The Old Piano Roll blues
The Old Piano Roll blues

The Old Music Master
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Hoagy Carmichael
and multiple other artists



One night long ago by the light of the moon
An old music master sat composing a tune
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy
When right out of nowhere stepped a little coloured boy
You gotta jump it, music master
You gotta play that rhythm faster
You're never gonna get it played
On the Happy Cat Hit Parade
You better tell your friend Beethoven
And Mister Reginald De Koven
They better do the same as you
Or they're gonna be corny too
Long about nineteen seventeen
Jazz'll come upon the scene
Then about nineteen thirty-five
You'll begin to hear swing
Boogie Woogie and Jive
You gotta show that big broadcaster
That you're a solid music master
And you'll achieve posterity
That's a bit of advice from me
The old music master simply sat there amazed
As wide-eyed and open-mouthed he gazed and he gazed
How can you be certain little boy, tell me how?
Because I was born, my friend
A hundred years from now
He hit a chord that rocked the spinet
And disappeared into the infinite
And up until the present day
You can take it from me
He's as right as can be
Ev'rything has happened that-a-way

The Old Master Painter
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



That old master painter from the faraway hills
painted the violets and the daffodills
He put the purple in the twilight haze
then did a rainbow for the rainy days
Dreamed up the murals on the blue summer skies
painted the devil in my darlin's eyes
Captured the dreamer with a thousand thrills
The old master painter from the faraway hills
Then came his masterpiece and when he was through
He smiled down from heaven and he gave me you
What a beautiful job on that wonderful day
That old master painter from the hills far away

Old Man Of The Mountain
Composer(s): Lew Brown - Victor Young
Performer(s): Cab Calloway & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



With his long white beard and his crooked step
He tramps along with the folks all left (?)
With a twinkle in his eye he passes them by
The old man of the mountain

He wears long hair but his feet are bare
They say he's mad as an old march hare
His cares are none and he owes no one
The old man of the mountain

He talks with the birds when he's lonely
Sleeps with the stars for a tent
While the bees spread a feast when he's hungry
And God charges no rent

He'll live as long as an old oak tree
And laugh at fools like you and me
I often sigh and wish that I were
The old man of the mountain

With a long, white beard and a crooked stare
He tramps along with the folks all scared
With a twinkle in his eye, he passes them by 
The Old Man of the Mountain! 
Oh, he wears long hair and his feet are bare
They say he's mad as a grizzly bear
His cares are none and he fears no one
The Old Man of the Mountain!
He talks with the bears when he's lonely
He sleeps with the sky for a tent
And he'll eat you up when he's hungry 
And it wouldn't cost him a red cent! 
And he'll live as long as an old oak tree 
He'll eat up fools like you and me
Oh, I often sigh and jump and cry 
At the Old Man of the Mountain!

The Old Man No One Loves
Composer(s): W. Asbill
Performer(s): George Jones



In a bar-room down in Georgia sits an old man
His whiskers grey an' two or three days old
You can tell he's dreaming up another story
Just in case there's one he hasn't told

There's a story that he tells about a woman
And always says she was a Beauty Queen
But it's said the Angels came for her one morning
After that he just gave up on everything

The Old Man No One Loves is what they call him
The tales he tells are taller than the sky
The Old Man No One Loves sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "You know that old man lies"

There's the one he always tells about his children
His son's a doctor up in Ohio
His daughter owns a bank in California
But he don't ever see them anymore

The Old Man No One Loves is what they call him
The tales he tells are taller than the sky
The Old Man No One Loves sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "You know that old man lies"

But you know, that old man no one loves, he died this mornin'
The whole town was shocked by all those big limousines
And all his children gathered round and they wept beside him
And one cried out, "My Daddy's gone to meet his Beauty Queen"

The Old Man No One Loves is what they call him
The tales he tells are taller than the sky
The Old Man No One Loves sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "You know that old man lies"

The Old Man No One Loves is what they call him
The tales he tells are taller than the sky
The Old Man No One Loves sure tells some big ones
And...

The Old Lamp-Lighter
Composer(s): Charles Tobias - Nat Simon
First recording: Kay Kyser & his Orch. - 1946
Covered by multiple other artists



He made the night a little brighter
Wherever he would go
The old lamplighter
Of long, long ago
His snowy hair was so much whiter
Beneath the candle glow
The old lamplighter
Of long, long ago

You'd hear the patter of his feet
As he came toddling down the street
His smile would cheer a lonely heart you see
If there were sweethearts in the park
He'd pass a lamp and leave it dark
Remembering the days that used to be
For he recalled when things were new
He loved someone who loved him too
Who walks with him alone in memories

He made the night a little brighter
Wherever he would go
The old lamplighter
Of long, long ago
His snowy hair was so much whiter
Beneath the candle glow
The old lamplighter
Of long, long ago

Now if you look up in the sky
You'll understand the reason why
The little stars at night are all aglow
He turns them on when night is near
He turns them off when dawn is here
The little man we left so long ago
He made the night a little brighter
Wherever he would go
The old lamplighter of long, long ago

The Old Dope Peddler
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



You are no doubt familiar with songs about the old lamplighter 
and the old umbrella man and the old garbage collector and all 
these lovable old characters who go around spreading sweetness 
and light to their respective communities 
But, it's always seemed to me that there is one member of this happy band who does an equally splendid job 
but who has never been properly recognized in song or story
and this is an attempt to remedy, at least in part, that deplorable situation

When the shades of night are falling
Comes a fellow everyone knows
It's the old dope peddler
Spreading joy wherever he goes

Every evening you will find him
Around our neighborhood
It's the old dope peddler
Doing well by doing good

He gives the kids free samples
Because he knows full well
That today's young innocent faces
Will be tomorrow's clientele

Here's a cure for all your troubles
Here's an end to all distress
It's the old dope peddler
With his powdered happiness