Sparrow
B Gallager & G Lyle

ON SUNDAY MORNING EVERYONE WILL LEAVE THE HOUSE DRESSED FOR THE SUNDAY SERVICE
AND THROUGH THE STREETS I USED TO KNOW, THEY GO, TO MEET THEIR FRIENDS.
AND SO THEY TAKE THE FAMILY SEAT, FATHER PRAYS SO EARNESTLY FORGETTING ALL AROUND
HIM WHEN ELENOR SINGS IN THE CHOIR ITS LIKE A LARK IN SUMMER.

THE SPARROW SINGS, THE SPARROW FLIES, WITH MIGHTY WINGS HE REACHES, AS HIGH AS ANY OTHER BIRD HE SHALL INHERIT ALL THE EARTH
THE SPARROW SINGS, THE SPARROW FLIES, WITH MIGHTY WINGS HE REACHES, AS HIGH AS ANY OTHER BIRD HE SHALL INHERIT ALL THE EARTH

A WEALTH OF SILENCE WILL DESCEND UPON THE TOWN
IN COLOURS OF THE EVENING
THE THOUGHT HAS TROUBLED ME BEFORE, I KNOW, ALON
I NEED A SONG TO FILL EACH MOMENT
I HAD TO FIND IT OUT MY WAY
THEY COULDNT STOP ME LEAVING
AS THOUGH THEY KNEW, BUT COULD NOT DAY
THEY LET ME GO BELEIVING

THE SPARROW SINGS, THE SPARROW FLIES, WITH MIGHTY WINGS HE REACHES, AS HIGH AS ANY OTHER BIRD HE SHALL INHERIT ALL THE EARTH

THROUGH THE BLUE AND HAZY DRIFT OF AFTER DEW,
A SAXOPHONE IS MOANING I RAISE AND STEP INTO THE COOL
NIGHT AIR

Coming of The Roads
Billy Ed Wheeler

Now that our mountain is growing with people hungry for wealth
How come it's you that's a-going
and I'm left all alone by myself?
We used to hunt the cool caverns deep in our forest of green
Then came the road and the tavern and you found a new love it seems

Once I had you and the wildwood, now it's just dusty roads
And I can't help but blamin' your going
On the coming, the coming of the roads

Look how they've cut all to pieces our ancient redwood and oak
And the hillsides are stained with the greases
That burned up the heavens with smoke

You used to curse the bold crewmen
who stripped our earth of its ore
Now you've changed and you've gone over to them
And you've learned to love what you hated before

Once I thanked God for my treasure, now like rust it corrodes
And I can't help but blamin' your goin'
On the coming, the coming of the roads.

Once I thanked God for my treasure, now like rust it corrodes
And I can't help but blamin' your goin'
On the coming, the coming of the roads.

And I can't help but blamin' your goin'
On the coming, the coming of the roads.

Wrap me in your arms
Harlan Collins

UNDERSTAND I AM AFRAID ON MY FEET, SHOW ME A SEAT, AND GIVE ME A CHANCE
TO RECOVER MY STRENGTH AND AT LENGTH I WILL JOIN IN THE DANCE,
AS YOU CAN SEE I'M ALL OUT OF TIME , SO SCARED TO STAND, SWING WITH THE BAND,
WONT YOU GIVE ME YOUR HAND, YOU SEEM SO STRONG AND HANDSOME TO ME WE'LL DANCE...

CHORUS: WRAP ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN, YOUR TOUCH IS SO MUCH,
IT'S ENOUGH. WRAP ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN I'M DANCING MY WAY INTO LOVE.
I MUST CONFESS I'VE BEEN ON THE FLOOR OFTEN BEFORE BUT MEN STEPPED
ON MY TOES AND NOW GOD ONLY KNOWS I WAS BOUND TO COME ROUND
TO THIS BIG ROMANCE NOW WE'LL DANCE

CHORUS

Temma Harbour
Philamore Lincoln

IN A GIANT LEMON TREE, ALONE MY FRIEND AND ME , WE BOTH CLIMB DOWN AND CROSS THE SAND UNTIL WE REACH THE SEA, AND THE WAVES COME HIGHER AND HIGHER AS WE SWAY AND DANCE, AND THE WAY I FEEL MAKES ME WANT TO TAKE A CHANCE.

CHORUS: SING A SONG OF TEMMA HARBOUR CLIMB A COCONUT TREE, CATCH A FISH AND LIGHT A FIRE DRINK SOME WINE WITH ME AND IF YOU SAY YOU LIKE ME, AND I LIKE YOU, WE CAN LIVE AND DREAM TOGETHER IN A WORLD THATS NEW... SUNSHINE SUNSHINE....

IN A TREE HOUSE HERE WE LAY, ABOVE THE BLUE SEA SPRAY, THE TIDE ROLLS IN AND ON THE WIND GUITARS BEGIN TO PLAY, AND THE WAVES COME HIGHER, HIGHER AS WE SWAY AND DANCE AND THE WAY I FEEL MAKES ME WANT TO TAKE A CHANCE...

CHORUS:

The Game
George Martin

I WONDERED WHY ALL THE GOOD THINGS HAPPENED TO PASS ME BY,
LIFE WAS THE GAME WE PLAYED (UM---UM)
YOU CAME ALONG AND YOU TOUCHED MY HEART WITH YOUR LONELY SONG.
THIS WAS THE GAME WE PLAYED (UM---UM)
THEN YOU'D GONE AND THE GOOD THINGS HAPPENED TO TURN OUT WRONG.
LIFE WAS THE GAME WE PLAYED YOUR WAY (UM----UM)
SO AFRAID FRIGHTENED THAT ONE DAY YOUR LOVE WOULD SLIP AWAY FROM ME.
LOSING MY HEART I KNOW I LET YOU GO..............

Think about your children
T Wilson, M Wilson & E Brown

A CHILD ISN'T BORN WITH A PREJUDICED MIND, HE ONLY LEARNS WHAT HE SEES, OR WHAT IS TAUGHT TO HIM,

CHORUS: THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN MOTHER HELP ALL MANKIND DON'T LET THE WEIGHT OF HATE WEIGH THE WORLD DOWN........

HERE WE ARE IN THIS WORLD TOGETHER, WE WERE MEANT TO LIVE WITH EACH OTHER, TELL THE CHILD THE TRUTH IT'S YOUR OWN SON, AND EVERYBODY WILL KNOW ABOUT FREEDOM

I CAN SEE A GOOD DAY COMING MORE OF LOVE AND NO TIME FOR HATING, THERE WILL BE NO NEED FOR DEBATING AND EVERYBODY WILL KNOW ABOUT FREEDOM.

CHORUS: HELP MEN LOVE ONE ANOTHER, WE'VE GOT A LONG WAY TO GO, REALLY GOT TO GET THERE FAST, IT'S A SHAME IT EVER HAD TO BE BUT WE CAN'T CHANGE THE PAST, THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN MOTHER SAVE ALL MANKIND DON'T LET THE WEIGHT OF HATE WEIGH THE WORLD DOWN....

Voyage of the Moon
Donovan Leitch

THE MOON IS LIKE A BOAT MY LOVE, OF LEMON PEEL AFLOAT MY LOVE, AND WITH A SAIL OF GAUZE MY LOVE , SHE SEEMS TO SLIGHTLY PAUSE, UPON HER SILENT WAY ALL ON HER STARRY WAY

I SEE HER PEARLY DECKS MY LOVE SET IN WITH DIAMOND SPECKS MY LOVE, I SEE HER PEARLY MAST MY LOVE, FAR FROM HER SEA-SHELL PAST AND SOFTLY DOES SHE SWAY ALL ON HER STARRY WAY.

OF SILK THEY HAVE BEEN SPUN MY LOVE, HER ROPES THAT LIMPLY RUN MY LOVE, DOWN TO HER CARVED PROW, MY LOVE, DOWN TO HER MERMAID PROW, AND GENTLY DOES SHE SWAY ALL ON HER STARRY WAY

SHE SEEMS TO LINGER LONG MY LOVE AS IF SPELLED BY A SONG MY LOVE BUT NO SHE TARRIES NOT MY LOVE HER JOURNEY UNFORGOT SHE MAKES HER STARRY WAY SHE MAKES HER STARRY WAY

ALL IN THE SEA OF SKY MY LOVE, THE MOONSHIPS SAIL AND FLY MY LOVE, AND MANY ARE THEIR KIND MY LOVE, THO' ALL NEED BUT ONE WIND, TO MAKE THEIR STARRY WAYS, TO MAKE THEIR STARRY WAYS.

AND THERE WILL COME A TIME MY LOVE, O MAY IT BE IN MINE MY LOVE WHEN MEN WILL PROUDLY RISE MY LOVE AND FORGE TO SAIL THE SKIES, MOONSHIPS FROM ALL THE SPHERES, MOONSHIPS FROM ALL THE SPHERES

THE MEN BE BATHED IN LIGHT MY LOVE, THE WOMEN CLOTHED IN WHITE MY LOVE, ALL IN THAT WONDEROUS FLEET MY LOVE, AS EACH THE OTHER MEETS, WILL SMILE AND SOFLTY SING, WILL SMILE AND SOFTLY SING.

AND ON SOME DISTANT SAND MY LOVE, MOON SHIPS WILL GENTLY LAND MY LOVE, FAIR FOLK WILL MEET THEM THERE MY LOVE, WITH FLOWING GOLDEN HAIR, AND GREAT WILL BE THEIR JOY AND GREAT WILL BE THEIR JOY.

THE MOON IS LIKE ABOAT MY LOVE OF LEMON PEEL AFLOAT MY LOVE, AND WITH A SAIL OF GAUZE MY LOVE SHE SEEMS TO SLIGHTLY PAUSE ...

ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF
Y Blodyn Gwyn
(The White Flower)
Music E.J Hughes words by R.H Jones

DAINTY SNOWDROP WHY SO EARLY? THESE ARE NOT THE FLOWERING DAYS,
LISTEN TO THE NORTH WIND HOWLING SEE THE SNOW ON MEADS AND BRAES,
LISTEN TO THE NORTH WIND HOWLING DAINTY SNOWDROP, WHY SO EARLY
THESE ARE NOT THE FLOWERING DAYS

TENDER SNOWDROP, WHY SO EARLY? I'LL ADVISE THEE TO THY GAIN,
LEST THE WINTRY BLAST DESTROYS THEE HURRY BACK TO BED AGAIN.
NAY, I LOVE MY EARLY RISING UP BEFORE THE SUN COMES ROUND,
AT THE DAWN YOU'LL HEAR ME CALLING, CALLING OTHERS FROM THE GROUND.

FORTH THEY COME, THESE EARLY RISERS LEAPING TO THE GARDEN LAWN.
OTHERS SLEEP DESPITE MY CALLING, SLEEP TO MISS THE SILENT DAWN.
FORTH THEY COME THESE EARLY RISERS, LEAPING TO THE GARDEN LAWN,
OTHERS SLEEP DESPITE MY CALLING, SLEEP TO MISS THE SILENT DAWN.

Young Love
C Joyner & R Carty

THEY SAY FOR EVERY BOY AND GIRL THERES JUST ONE LOVE IN THIS WHOLE WORLD AND I.... KNOW I.....FOUND MINE. THE HEAVENLY TOUCH OF YOUR EMBRACE, TELLS ME NO-ONE CAN TAKE YOUR PLACE EVER.....IN MY HEART..

YOUNG LOVE FIRST LOVE FILLED WITH TRUE DEVOTION, YOUNG LOVE OUR LOVE WE SHARE WITH DEEP EMOTION.

JUST ONE KISS FROM YOUR SWEET LIPS WILL TELL ME THAT YOUR LOVE IS REAL, AND I CAN FEEL THAT ITS TRUE, WE WILL VOW TO ONE ANOTHER THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER LOVE FOR YOU OR FOR ME...

YOUNG LOVE FIRST LOVE, FILLED WITH TRUE DEVOTION, YOUNG LOVE, OUR LOVE WE SHARE WITH DEEP EMOTION...

YOUNG LOVE FIRST LOVE ......

The Puppy Song
Harry Nilsson

DREAMS ARE NOTHING MORE THAN WISHES AND A WISH IS JUST A DREAM YOU WISH TO COME TRUE....

IF ONLY I COULD HAVE A PUPPY I'D CALL MYSELF SO VERY LUCKY. JUST TO HAVE SOME COMPANY TO SHARE A CUP OF TEA WITH ME, I'D TAKE THAT PUPPY EVERYWHER. LALA LA, ... I WOULDNT CARE, WE WOULD STAY AWAY FROM CROWDS AND SIGNS THAT SAID NO DOGS ALLOWED, ...OH WE ....I KNOW HE'D NEVER BITE ME, OH NO. WE... I KNOW HE'D NEVER BITE ME ...OH NO.

IF ONLY I COULD HAVE A FRIEND TO STICK WITH ME UNTIL THE END, TO WALK ALONG BESIDE THE SEA, AND SHARE A BIT OF MOON WITH ME, I'D TAKE MY FRIEND MOST EVERYWHERE, LA LA LA I WOULD'NT CARE WE WOULD STAY AWAY FROM CROWDS AND SIGNS THAT SAID NO FRIENDS ALLOWED ...

OH WE.....WOULD BE SO HAPPY TOGETHER, OH YEAH....... WE BE SO HAPPY TO BE...

DREAMS ARE NOTHING MORE THAN WISHES AND A WISH IS JUST A DREAM YOU'D WISH TO COME TRUE .......

Someone to watch over me
George & Ira Gershwin

THERES A SOMEBODY I'M LONGING TO SEE I HOPE THAT HE TURNS OUT TO BE, SOMEONE WHO'LL WATCH OVER ME.

I'M A LITTLE LAMB WHO'S LOST IN A WOOD, I KNOW I COULD ALWAYS BE GOOD TO ONE WHO'L WATCH OVER ME.

ALTHOUGH HE MAY NOT BE THE MAN SOME GIRLS THINK OF AS HANDSOME, TO MY HEART HE CARRIES THE KEY.

WONT YOU TELL HIM PLEASE TO PUT ON SPEED, FOLLOW MY LEAD OH HOW I NEED SOMEONE TO WATCH OVER ME...

There's no business like show business
Irving Berlin

THE BUTCHER, THE BAKER THE GROCER THE CLERK, ARE SECRETELY UN-HAPPY MEN BECAUSE, THE BUTCHER, THE BAKER, THE GROCER, CLERK, THEIR PAID FOR WHAT THEY DO BUT NO APPLAUSE.

THEYD GLADLY KISS THEIR DREARY JOBS GOODBYE FOR ANYTHING THEATRICAL AND WHY.

THERES NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOWBUSINESS, LIKE NO BUSINESS I KNOW, EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS APPEALING EVERTHING THE TRAFFIC WILL ALLOW, NO WHERE COULD YOU GET THAT HAPPY FEELING WHEN YOU ARE STEALING THE EXTRA BOW.

THERES NO PEOPLE LIKE SHOW PEOPLE, THEY SMILE WHEN THEY ARE LOW, EVEN WHEN THEY TELL YOU THAT YOUR SHOW WILL FOLD, YOU MAY BE STRANDED OUT IN THE COLD, STILL YOU WOULD'NT CHANGE IT FOR A SACK OF GOLD, LETS GO ON WITH THE SHOW.

THE COWBOYS, THE TUMBLERS, THE WRESTLERS THE CLOWNS THE ROUSTABOUTS WHO MOVE THE SHOW AT DAWN, THE MUSIC THE SPOTLIGHT THE PEOPLE THE TOWNS, YOUR BAGGAGE WITH THE LABELS PASTED ON, THE SAWDUST AND THE HORSES AND THE SMELL. THE TOWEL YOU'VE TAKEN FROM THE LAST HOTEL.

THERES NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOW BUSINESS, LIKE NO BUSINESS I KNOW, YOU GET WORD BEFORE THE SHOW HAS STARTED, THAT YOUR FAVOURITE UNCLE DIED AT DAWN, TALK IS THAT YOUR PA AND MA HAVE PARTED YOUR BROKEN HEARTED BUT YOU GO ON.

THERES NO PEOPLE LIKE SHOW PEOPLE THEY SMILE WHEN THEY ARE LOW, YESTERDAY THEY TOLD YOU YOU WOULD NOT GO FAR, THAT NIGHT YOU OPEN AND AND THERE YOU ARE, NEXT DAY ON YOUR DRESSING ROOM THE'VE HUNG A STAR, LETS GO ON WITH SHOW

Those Were The Days
G Raskin
Once upon a time, there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
Think of all the great things we would do

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La

Then, the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If, by chance, I'd see you in the tavern,
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La

Just tonight, I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass, I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La

Through the door, there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days

La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la

Turn, Turn, Turn
Music by Pete Seeger
The words are adapted from
The Bible, Book of Ecclesiastes

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace,
a time to refrain from embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time for every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late

Streets of London

Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market
Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes
In his eyes you see no pride
Hands held loosely by his side
Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags
She's no time for talking
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind

In the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven
The same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me that you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind

Have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears
In our winter city the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world which doesn't care

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind

Y Deryn Pur

Y deryn pur â'r adain las
Bydd i mi'n was dibrydar
O! brysur brysia at y ferch
Lle rhois i'm serch yn gynnar
Dos di ati, dywed wrthi
Mod i'n wylo'r dwr yn heli
Mod i'n irad am ei gwelad
Ac o'i chariad yn ffaelu â cherddad, O!
Duw faddeuo'r hardd ei llun
Am boeni dyn mor galad!

Pan o'wn yn hoenus iawn fy hwyl
Ddiwrnod gwyl yn gwylio
Canfyddwn fenyw lana' rioed
Ar ysgafn droed yn rhodio.
Pan y'i gwelais syth mi sefais
Yn fy nghalon mi feddyliais
Wele ddynes lana'r deyrnas
A'i gwên yn harddu'r oll o'i chwmpas
Ni fynnwn gredu un dyn byw
Nad oedd hi ryw angyles!

The Gentle Dove

O gentle dove with wings so blue
Fly quickly to my lady
And take to her a message true
While in her garden shady
Go to her and say I love her
And am trying to discover
How to meet her, fondly greet her
But if my love should fail to please her
May God forgive her beautiful face
I know that I must leave her.

With heart so gay one happy day
I walked with step so sprightly
The loveliest girl I'd ever seen
Came tripping there so lightly
On her beauty so amazing
I could only stand there gazing
Of the fairest, she the rarest
Her smile make all around her shining
She was an angel to my eyes
And for her love I'm pining.

UN PRINCE EN AVIGNON 
F. Thomas - J.M. Rivat - J.P. Bourtayre

Il était un prince en Avignon
Sans royaume, sans chanteau ni donjon
Là-bas tout au fond de la province
Il était un prince

Et l'enfant que j'étais
Cueillait pour lui bien des roses
En ce temps le bonheur était peu de choses

Il était un prince en Avignon
Sans royaume, sans chanteau ni donjon
Mais ces mots nous chantaient les campagnes
Des grands rois d'Espagne

Quand le soir descendait
On devenait spectateurs
Et la ville avec lui n’était plus qu'un coeur

Il nous emportait dans son empire
Nous attendrissait d'un sourire
Combien je l'aimais, combien je rêvais
Et puis vers ma ville je m'en retournais

Il était un prince en Avignon
Sans royaume, sans château ni donjon
Là-bas tout au fond de la province
Il était un prince
Un prince

Water Paper & Clay
M & R Sutcliffe

CHORUS: WATER PAPER AND CLAY, AIR TO CARRY YOU AND FIRE TO BURN THE WAY. WATER TO BLESS THE CHILD DRINK THE HOLY WINE, RAIN AND SEA , THE BERRY TREE, STORM AND CALM AND THE WILL TO BE KIND.

BRIGHT PAPER LEAVES WE'LL THROW, DREAM OF YOUR WEDDING DAY, ASHES AND PENS THE CONFESSION TO CLEANSE , THE PRINTED VOW AND THE UNWRITTEN WAY

CHORUS

COLD CLAY TO BURY YOU AND BRING YOU SAFE TO GROUND, SALT AND SAND THE PRACTICAL HAND THE PULL OF THE EARTH AND THE WORLD GOING ROUND

CHORUS

FIRE TO BURN AND PROVE THE CLAY, FIRE TO TURN THE GROUND, FROM THE FLAMES YOU'LL FLY AND FEEL THE AIR AND THE RUSH OF THE WIND WILL BEAR YOU DOWN

CHORUS

When I am old one day
Harvey Andrews

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY, CHILDREN WILL LAUGH AS I SHUFFLE ON BY, RESTING WITH EVERY STRIDE, BELIEVING THAT STEPS WERE NEVER SO HIGH.

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY, SURROUNDED BY PIECES OF LONG AGO, I WILL RECALL TODAY AND WONDER WHERE ALL THE HOURS GO.

WILL I SIT IN THE PARK TIME ON MY HANDS TO SOAK UP THE SUN, OR WILL I HAVE MADE MY MARK, AND STILL HAVE SOME THINGS THAT HAVE TO BE DONE.

WILL I TALK TO THE AIR, MUMBLING PHRASES TO SHADOWS THAT HIDE WITH PEOPLE WHO STOP TO STARE AND WONDER JUST WHO I SEE AT MY SIDE

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY WATCHING THE CHILDREN PLAYING THEIR GAME, SOMEONE MAY PASS MY WAY, AND LOOK AT MY FACE AND CALL OUT MY NAME.

THEN HE'LL REMEMBER WHEN I STOOD ON THE STAGE AND I SANG THIS SONG, AND MAYBE WE'LL BOTH TRY THEN, TO REMEMBER THE WORDS AND SING ALONG

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY SURROUNDED BY PIECES OF LONG AGO I WILL RECALL TODAY AND WONDER WHERE ALL OF THE HOURS GO,

WHEN I AM OLD ONE DAY

The Three Ravens
Percy Grainger

There were three ravens sat on a tree, Down a down hey down hey down. And they were black as they might be, With a down. Then one of them said to his make*: "Where shall we our breakfast take?" With a down derry derry derry down down.

Down in yonder green e field, Down a down hey down hey down. There lies a knight slain under his shield; With a down. His hounds they lie down at his feet, So well they can their master keep; With a down derry derry derry down down.

"His hawks they fly so eagerly," Down a down hey down hey down, "There is no fowl dare come him nigh," With a down. [But] down there comes a fallow doe, As great with young as she might go, With a down derry derry derry down down

She lifts up his bloody head, Down a down hey down hey down. And kissed his wounds that were so red. With a down. She gat him up upon her back And carried him to earthen lake. With a down derry derry derry down down.

She buried him before the prime, Down a down hey down hey down. She was dead herself ere evensong time. With a down derry derry derry down down. [Now] God send every gentleman Such hounds, such hawks and such a leman?. With a down derry derry derry down down.

(the words Mary sings are slightly different to the above version, but this was as near as I could find on the net)

Silver Threads and Golden Needles
by Dick Reynolds and Jack Rhodes

Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.

I don't want your lonely mansion with a tear in every room ,
All I want's the love you've promised beneath the halo moon.
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
Sit alone and hide my sorrows while you play your cheatin' game

Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.

Silver Birch and Weeping Willow
Ralph McTell

SILVER BIRCH AND WEEPING WILLOW, GLIDING SWAN AND SURFING SWALLOW I'M STANDING HERE WATCHING THE SUN GO DOWN, AND I'M WONDR'ING IF HE WILL COME.

SILVER BIRCH AND WEEPING WILLOW, HEATHER BED AND BRACKEN PILLOW, LYING HERE WATCHING THE SUN GO DOWN, AND I DONT THINK THAT HE WILL COME.

LYING HERE WATCHING THE SUN SINK, CHANGE THE RIVER TURN THE SWANS PINK, LYING HERE WATCHING THE SUN GO DOWN, AND I DONT CARE AT ALL IF HE DON'T COME.

SILVER BIRCH AND WEEPING WILLOW.

TRUE LOVE
Cole Porter

Suntanned, windblown honeymooners at last alone
Feeling far above par Oh, how lucky we are

While I give to you and you give to me true love, true love
So on and on it will always be True love, true love

For you and I have a guardian angel on high, with nothing to do
But to give to you and to give to me love forever true

For you and I have a guardian angel on high, with nothin' to do
But to give to you and to give to me love forever true love forever true

NIGHT IN THE CITY
Joni Mitchell

Light up, light up, light up your lazy blue eyes
Moon's up, night's up, taking the town by surprise
Night time, night time, day left an hour ago
City light time, must you get ready so slow
There are places to come from and pla-ces to go

Night in the city looks pretty to me
Night in the city look fine
Music comes spilling out into the street
Colors go flashing in time

Take off, take off, take off those stay at home shoes
Break off, shake off, take off those stay at home blues
Stairway, stairway, down to the crowds in the street
They go their way, looking for faces to greet
But we run on laughing with noone to meet

Night in the city looks pretty to me
Night in the city looks fine
Music comes spilling out into the street
Colors go waltzing in time

OCEAN SONG
Liz Thorsen

When you're alone, there's no one to forgive or mend,
your mind is blind, your senses will not blend,
you feel the strain, you see the stain,
and you can't get back again,
gotta hitch a ride with a friend to the end of the ocean.

Your wisdom hides you from your fate sometimes,
looking into mirrors for signs of nursery rhymes,
you hear the call, tear down the wall,
but there's one more flight of stairs to climb,
gotta give a ride to a friend to the end of the ocean.

If sorrow's spiral leaves you looking down,
calling like some madman on the sleeping town,
don't look back, you can't turn back,
give bread to all who ask.
'cause you've found a friend to take you to the end of the ocean,
oh you've found a friend to take you to the end of the ocean,

THE WIND
Cat Stevens

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul,
where I'll end up, well, I think only God really knows,
I sat upon the setting sun, but never never, never never,
I never wanted water once, no never never never.

I listen to my words but they fall far below,
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go,
I swam upon the devil's lake, but never never, never never,
I never make the same mistake, no never never never

THERE'S GOT TO BE MORE
Harvey Andrews

There's no need to act sorrow and anger,
is it really that hard to believe,
when you try to tell me what you're feeling,
it's only yourself you deceive,
no, I never told you I was staying,
no, I never told you I would stay,
there's just got to be more to my living,
than dreaming of our yesterday.

You laughed when we met in the Autumn,
I cried when the winter was cold,
and spring touched your heart with its growing,
but the summer was too hot to hold,
now the autumn leaves fall with the evening,
and you try to hang on to the sun,
and it's hiding behind rain and thunder,
and it's time I was moving and gone.

Yes it's time I was on my way,
there is nothing more I can say,
in a month maybe less, you'll be laughing again,
'til she says she must move on her way,
'til she says she must move on her way.

Your open and soft as a flower,
but changing and deep as the sea,
it's so easy for me to surrender,
so hard to strike out and be free,
like the spider you weave webs of wonder,
that float in the air round my head,
to snare me and bury me under,
'til all of my longings are dead.

Yes it's time I was on my way,
there is nothing more I can say,
in a month maybe less, you'll be laughing again,
'til she says she must move on her way,
'til she says she must move on her way.

There's no need to act sorrow and anger,
is it really that hard to believe,
when you try to tell me what you're feeling,
it's only yourself you deceive,
no, I never told you I was staying,
no, I never told you I would stay,
there's just got to be more to my living,
than dreaming of our yesterday.

Martha
by Harvey Andrews

Martha sits by the telephone,
hoping someone will call, she's on her own again,
she has so much she can talk about,
and there'll be gossip she can hawk about again...

Did you stumble home drunk and loud
to an empty room with no one waiting there,
is your life a black and broken cloud,
then Martha will feed upon your despair.

See the curtain move, she watches you,
listening through the broken walls and rotting floors,
don't make a slip, Martha catches you,
hiding on landings, and peering round the doors...

Did you enjoy yourself and laugh and sing,
then Martha will disapprove and shake her head,
no matter what the day ahead will bring,
Martha will circulate each word you said.

Like the vulture Martha hovers high,
waiting to pounce upon your shattered dreams,
her twisted smile and her nodding head,
disguise her haggard world of lies and schemes...

Who was it took a young girls heart,
and branded it, and burned her mind,
who was it tore her life apart,
and left it for the rats to find...

Martha sits by the telephone,
hoping someone will call, she's on her own again,
she has so much she can talk about,
and there'll be gossip she can hawk about again..

Que Sera Sera

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty will I be rich here's what she said to me
 
Que sera sera whatever will be will be
The futures not ours to see
Que sera sera what will be will be  

There's a song, that I sing, autumn, winter, summer, spring
Da da da etc...  

When I grew up and fell in love I asked my lover what will there be
Will there be rainbows day after day here's what he said to me  

Que sera sera whatever will be will be
The futures not ours to see
Que sera sera, what will be will be  
There's a song, that I sing, autumn, winter, summer, spring
Da da da etc ...  

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother what will I be
Will I be handsome will I be rich I tell them tenderly  

Que sera sera whatever will be will be
The futures not ours to see Que sera sera  
Que sera sera whatever will be will be
The futures not ours to see Que sera sera
What will be will be  

Sing this song sing along Sing this song with me

Morning Of My Life
Barry Gibb

In the morning, when the moon is at it's rest
You will find me, at the time I like the best
Watching rainbows play on sunlight
Pools of water iced from cold nights
In the morning, 'Tis the morning of my life

In the daytime, I will meet you as before
You will find me, waiting by the ocean floor
Building castles in the shifting sands
In a world that no one understands
In the morning
'Tis the morning of my life

In the morning of my life
The minutes take so long to drift away
Please be patient with your life
It's only morning and you're still to live your day

In the evening, I will fly you to the moon
To the top righthand corner
Of the ceiling in my room
Where we'll stay, until the sun shines
Another day, to swing on clotheslines
May I be yawning
'Tis the mornng of my life
'Tis the morning of my life

In the morning
In the morning
In the morning

MARY HAD A BABY

Virgin Mary had a little baby
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh pretty little baby
Glory be to the new born king

Well Mary how call you that pretty baby
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh how call you the baby
Glory be to the new born king

Some call Him David think I'll call Him Jesus
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh pretty little baby
Glory be to the new born king

Riding from the east there came three wise men
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh came three wise men
Glory be to the new born king

Some call him Jesus think we'll call Him saviour
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh think we'll call him saviour
Glory be to the new born king

Virgin Mary had a little baby
Oh oh glory hallelujah
Oh oh pretty little baby
Glory be to the new born king

QUELLI ERANO GIORNI
Daiano / Raskin)

C'era una volta una strada
Un buon vento mi porto laggiù
E se la memoria non m'inganna
All'angolo ti presentasti tu

Quelli eran giorni si, erano giorni e tu
Al mondo no
Non chiedere di più
Noi ballavamo un po , E senza musica
Nel nostro cuore c'era molto più
La, la, la...
Poi si sa col tempo anche le rose
Un mattino non fioriscon più
E cosi andarono le cose
Il buen vento non soffio mai più

Quelli eran giorni si, erano giorni e tu
Al mondo no
Non chiedere di più
E ripensandoci mi viene un nodo qui
E se io canto questo non vuol dir
La, la, la...

Oggi son tornata in quella strada
Un buon ricordo mi ha portata là
Eri insième a un gruppo di persone
E raccontavi cari amici miei

Quelli eran giorni si, erano giorni e tu
Al mondo no
Non chiedere di più
Noi ballavamo un po
E senza musica
Di passava la nostra gioventù
La, la, la...