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Love American Style
(Margolin, Fox)
Love, Love,
Love, Love,
Love American Style,
Truer than the red, white and blue
Love American Style,
That's me and you.
And on a star-spangled night, my love,
You can rest your head on my shoulder.
While by the dawn early light, my love,
I will defend your right to try.
Love American Style,
Freer than the land of the free.
Love American Style,
That's you and me.
We pledge our love 'neat the same old moon,
But it shines red and white and blue now.
Upon this land of hopes and dreams, my love,
Where all I hope for its of thee.
Love American Style,
Truer than the red white and blue.
Love American Style,
That's me and you.
And this land of hopes and dreams, my love,
All I hope for its of thee.
Love American Style,
Freer than the land of the free.
Love American Style,
Truer than the red white and blue.
Love American Style,
Freer than the land of the free.
Love American Style,
Truer than the red white and blue.
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Impossible Years
(Medress, Margo, Margo, Siegel)
Impossible Years.
For you, not for me.
Impossible Years .
If you would only see,
There Ann's nothing you can do to change me.
You don't have to rearrange me.
And if it's all the same to you.
I'll be on my merry way,
And in time I'll see some things I don't believe today.
I'll be on my merry way,
And in time you'll find you've nothing more to say.
Impossible Years.
For you not for me.
Impossible Years.
If you would only see
I am traveling a different highway
And the only way for me is my way.
Oh don't you understand.
As I look upon tomorrow,
There are dreams I've had and dreams that I must
borrow.
And tomorrow you will find me,
With a little more experience behind me.
Impossible Years
For you, not for me.
Impossible Years.
If you would only see,
There Ann's nothing you can do to change me.
You don't have to rearrange me.
I am traveling a different highway,
And the only way for me is my way.
Oh don't you understand.
(repeat)
Impossible Years.
For you, not for me.
(repeat and fade)
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Poor Baby
(Tony Romeo)
Poor baby, something always bringing you down
If you look for it, baby, there's so much unhappiness
all around
Don't cry your Daddy gonna buy your one way ticket
to sunshine
Cheer up your, try to clear up your mind
Poor baby
Poor baby, try to feel better
Nothing's bad as it may seem
Poor baby under the weather
Try to close your eyes and dream
Think of the good times, just think of the good times
That we're gonna see
Poor baby
Poor baby, try to feel better
Nothing's bad as it may seem
Poor baby under the weather
Try to close your eyes and dream
Think of the good times, just think of the good times
That are gonna be
Now, baby
Don't fret your Daddy gonna fetch your one-way ticket
to happy
Cheer up your, try to clear up your mind
Poor baby
Poor baby, try to feel better
Nothing's bad as it may seem
Poor baby under the weather
Try to close your eyes and dream
Think of the good times (good times), just think of the
good times
That we're gonna see
Poor baby
Poor baby, try to feel better
Nothing's bad as it may seem
Poor baby under the weather
Try to close your eyes and dream
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Christmastime
(Bob Cowsill)
It's Christmastime,
A special time when all the world shares,
The wonder of the holiday.
With evergreens and caroling and logs by the fire,
The feeling that love is everywhere.
Now the snow falls so softly and silent tonight.
As it blankets a peaceful world.
Yuletide memories go drifting through my mind,
When it's Christmastime.
It's Christmastime,
And children everywhere hope and pray,
That dreams and wishes may come true.
For everyone there's greetings filled with seasonal
cheer,
The joy saying Merry Christmas brings.
Now the snow falls so softly and silent tonight.
As it blankets a peaceful world.
Yuletide memories go drifting through my mind,
When it's Christmastime.
When it's Christmastime.
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Is It Any Wonder?
Yellow Pills Vol. 1
(Bob Cowsill)
Soon as she looked my way,
All I wanted to do was play,
That old love game.
Even though I lacked ability to change.
Man I was lonely.
And she was all I was looking for.
And I thought it was forever,
Then she said she was leaving, yes she had to go
now.
(Chorus)
She don't want to love me anymore.
She don't want to be the heart that mine beats for.
Is It Any Wonder?
Well I had my way,
And there was nothing that she could say,
Could have change my mind.
I guess I was to set in my ways.
And though I'm not the first one,
To admit when things go wrong,
That I never saw it coming.
In the end she was everything I ever wanted now.
(Chorus)
I don' t know if I should laugh or cry.
What's the use in it now?
What am I suppose to do without her?
It's a little too much to ask anybody.
If I had a second chance,
You know I'd do it all so differently.
Oh but it's too late to think about
All the could have beens and should have beens
It wasn't suppose to happen.
(Chorus) repeat and fade
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Some Good Years
Side B of Christmastime
(Bob Cowsill, Mary Jo Cowsill)
Back in time there's a place I remember,
Feels so long ago.
Everything I imagined was in my reach,
Knew that it was going to last ever more.
(Chorus)
All I can say, yeah,
How the good shines through.
They were some good years.
It went on and on,
Just like a ocean.
Made you feel so good.
But then just like it rose and it was fallen.
Guess nothing last the way it should
(Chorus)
They were some good years
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines through.
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines,
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines,
How the good, how the good,
How the good shines through.
Wonder why I don't know pain and sorrow,
Even in my mind.
There must be some little room inside my heart for
Memories that I just can't leave behind.
(Chorus)
It's all I can say,
How the good shines through------
They were some good, they were some good
They were some good years. I recall. I recall.
(repeat and fade)
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You (In My Mind)
(Bill Cowsill)
Now, I'm a shy one,
You made me that way.
Don't have to hide none,
I get to come out every day.
I play the sly one,
But you know all the time.
That' it's just a game in a dry run,
baby yeah
I got you in my mind.
(Chorus)
I got you, you, you in my mind.
All through, through, through my changin' line.
You've been true, true, true all this time.
I got you, you, you in my mind.
How did I find one?
How did you find me?
I couldn't buy one -
Well, she gives me her love from free.
She'll play a blind one,
Seeing all the time,
That she's just a game in a hot run,
baby, yeah
And it's you in my mind.
(repeat chorus twice and fade)
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Candy Kid
(Tony Romeo)
Feelin' so depressed I wasn't up to getting dressed,
It was a Saturday night and I decided against a party.
There was Christmas in the air and you could feel it everywhere,
And it kinda brought me down cuz I felt I just wasn't ready.
I headed on down to the center of town where folks were shopping around,
And all the colored lights were pretty.
And suddenly I could hear so loud and so clear such beautiful music,
and the rhythm was happy.
It was the Candy Kid from the mission on the Bow'ry.
A hobo Santa working for the Salvation Army.
Come drop a nickel in the kettle.
The Candy Kid will dance your troubles away.
Watchin' him move, people couldn't help but groove,
And they were clappin' their hands and singin'
"Come on Candy."
While we were caught in this flow,
It may have started to snow.
I don't know, I don't know,
My happy heart was diggin' Candy.
It was the Candy Kid from the mission on the Bow'ry.
Just a7A hobo Santa working for the Salvation Army.
Come drop a nickel in the kettle.
The Candy Kid will dance your troubles away.
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Covered Wagon
(Danny O'Keefe)
Get the lead out Mama,
Pack up everything we own.
The smog's about to get me,
And I got a mind to roam.
In my Covered Wagon,
Baby down the road we go.
Got an itch to ramble
Got no place to be.
The people in the city, surely,
Got no use for me.
In my Covered Wagon,
Baby down the road we go.
Yes in my Covered Wagon,
Baby down the road we go.
Baby down the road we go.
Headed for the country,
Ain't nothing keep me here.
I feel so free and easy,
Like a funky pioneer.
In my Covered Wagon,
Baby down the road we go.
In my Covered Wagon,
Baby down the road we go.
Down the road
Down the road oh ohed
Down the road
Down the road oh ohed
Down the road
Down the road oh ohed (repeat and fade)
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Blue Road
(Bob Cowsill and Paul Cowsill)
Woke up in Virginia,
On the road again.
Waiting for the letters,
The ones, I know you'll send.
Well I just left you Tuesday,
I know I should feel fine.
Well I can't wait to see you,
When I get home.
Won't go out to movies,
I like if we're alone.
Maybe then or later,
I'll call you on the phone.
Should I wait tomorrow,
I won't know what to do.
Well I can't wait to get home,
Where I can be with you.
Daydream while I drive,
See you at my side.
Guess there with you,
You must be lonely too.
Well darling when you're feeling down,
I'm always around.
Cuz I do love you.
Reminisce all over,
There's one more show to go.
By too lonely memories,
I leave em' on the road.
I wonder if you love me,
I wonder if it's fair.
Well I can't wait to get home,
And find that you're still there.
Cuz I do love you.
Yes I do love you.
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Maybe It's You
(Bob Cowsill, Peter Bunch)
Every morning, first thing when I wake up,
You start another fight.
You tell me every little thing that I do wrong.
I never seem to get it right.
It doesn't matter what I do or say,
It's just never quite enough.
You get down on every little detail,
You just won't let up.
Maybe it's you who should be thinkin' about listening.
Maybe it's you one time needs to give in.
Then you might find out what you've been missing.
Maybe it's you.
There's always something I've done to drive you crazy,
You always let me know.
You turn it into a bad situation,
Then you never let it go.
Well I don't know how much you think I'll take,
But I will take no more.
So just wait a minute, think before you start in,
I've heard it all before.
Maybe it's you who should be thinkin' about listening.
Maybe it's you one time needs to give in.
Then you might find out what you've been missing.
Maybe it's you. Maybe it's you. Yeah Maybe it's you.
Let me tell you I'm so tired of your imagination.
I don't know how you think like you do. (don't say)
You turn it all around.
You turn everything around.
You know that it's true.
Come on and let me see you be the first one,
To try and make it up.
You know we only got a little bit of time left,
Before we give it up.
Now don't you try to throw it back to me,
It comes down to you.
You better take another look at what you're doing.
You might learn something new.
Maybe it's you who should be thinkin' about listening.
Maybe it's you one time needs to give in.
Maybe it's you that never wants to make love.
Maybe it's you don't know what your missing.
Maybe it's you who should be thinkin' about listening.
Maybe it's you one time needs to give in.
Then you might find out what you've been missing.
Maybe it's you. Maybe it's you.
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Shine
(Bob Cowsill)
I get up every morning looking forward to the day,
That no kind of money could ever buy.
Gives a kind of feeling you can read about,
In any true story Hollywood file.
Got a hold of me, I don't wonder why.
The only thing I think about is you and me. I just
Shine, Shine, Shine
Shine, Shine, Shine
Now I'm on fire about the way that I've been feeling,
Just to know I can possibly go.
I'm with you evry step of the way to the top.
You and me on our way to #1.
Another turn to the left, to the right and the front.
Shine, Shine, Shine
Shine, Shine, Shine
Hold me, Hold me
Shine
Yeah I found our love and I'm glad that I found it.
And there's nothing going to get in it's way.
And it just stops you in your tracks when you think about it,
A love like this,
It doesn't happen every day.
Shine, Shine, Shine
Shine, Shine, Shine
Shine, Shine, Shine (I got love)
Shine, Shine, Shine (Love's all around me)
Shine, Shine, Shine (I got love)
Shine, Shine, Shine (Love's all around me)
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All I Really Want To Be Is Me
JODA Record - Side A - First 45
(Bill Cowsill and Bob Cowsill)
You got some imagination,
But a wild inclination.
You don't live for me,
But against me.
Always trying to repair me.
But you don't go, about it gently.
Why, why lovin' can't you see?
All I really want to be is me.
Lately if you took my mood,
Upper half your attitude.
Your complain when I'm raining,
Then you start you acuvating
You are never unreframing.
Why, why lovin' can't you see?
All I really want to be is me.
You invented hostile feelings.
??? from your healing.
My mind you are rearranging
Now you'll never ever change.
People bow in adoration.
Why, why lovin' can't you see?
All I really want to be is me.
Lovin' can't you see?
All I want to be,
Want to be is me.
All I want to be is me.
All I want to be is me.
All I want to be is me.
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And The Next Day Too
JODA Record - Side B - First 45
(Bill Cowsill and Bob Cowsill)
I'm in control.
You said goodbye.
Here's the reason,
I'll tell you why.
You left me yesterday,
Didn't need or hear you say,
You'd come back some way.
Do you do it, true or fake?
It's you, I'll wait for you.
Tomorrow and the next day too.
Then I'll tell you I'm feeling pain.
Well I am and I hurt so much.
I want your love again.
I need your tender touch.
So here I'll wait for you,
Forever and the next day too.
I go on wishing you'd come home.
But wishes don't come true, I go.
So tell you how I think it's wrong,
Like I told you once before.
That's why I sing this song,
I need you even more.
So here I'll wait for you,
Forever and the next day too.
So here I'll wait for you,
Forever and the next day too.
And the next day too.
And the next day too.
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The Time Has Come
(Watchel)
Look at you now, there's nothing left to hold you.
If he didn't care, at least he could have told you.
The time has come to love another,
You don't think that's right.
You would love it every night.
Saying it's love will only make it worse now.
The pain is the same,
no need to rehearse now.
The time has come to love another,
Don't think that's right.
You would love it every night.
The time has come to love another,
Don't think that's right.
You would love it every night.
Look at you now,
You're laughing and you really mean it
Open your eyes,
you know you can't conseal it.
The time has come to love another,
Don't think that's right.
You would love it every night.
You would love it
You would love it every night
You would love it
You would love it every night
You would love it
You would love it every night
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Le Opere Di Bartolomeo
(Cini - Bardotti)
Vi racconterò la storia del signor Bartolomeo:
Fa un monotono lavoro che non lo interessa più.
Sogna un attimo di gloria,
non lo sogni un po', anche tu?
Millecentoundici buchi tutti in fila in questo pezzo di ferro così. ( Uffa!)
Millecentododici buchi tutti in fila in questo pezzo di ferro così.
Pensare che il mio sogno è la poesia.
Millecentotredici buchi tutti in fila in questo pezzo di ferro così.
Ma il giorno mio verrà, e tutto il mondo parlerà, e leggerà:
"Le Opere Di Bartolomeo".
Chi mi fermerà? Chi mi impedirà
di volare dove vorrò?
Chi mi fermerà? Quando io vivrò nelle parole che scriverò?
Millecentoquatordici buchi tutti in fila in questo pezzo di ferro così. (Uffa)
Millecento eccetera, eccetera e giorni e giorni e pezzi di ferro tutti così.
Ma il mio destino è sempre là ed io non dispero.
Ma il giorno mio verà.
Il mondo si conmuoverà.
Leggerà "Le Opere Di Bartolomeo".
Chi mi fermerà? Chi mi impedirà
di volare dove vorrò?
Chi mi fermerà? Quando io vivrò nelle parole che scriverò?
Chi mi fermerà? Chi mi fermerà?
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It Might As Well Rain Till September
(Gerry Goffin and Carole King)
What should I write?
What can I say?
How can I tell you how much I miss you?
The weather here has been as nice as it can be
Although it doesn't really matter much to me
For all the fun I'll have while you're so far away
It might as well rain until September
I don't need sunny skies for things I have to do
'Cause I stay home the whole day long and think of you
As far as I'm concerned each day's a rainy day
So it might as well rain until September
My friends look forward to their picnics on the beach
Yes everybody loves the summertime
But you know darling while your arms are out of reach
The summer isn't any friend of mine
It doesn't matter whether skies are grey or blue
It's raining in my heart 'cause I can't be with you
I'm only living for the day you're home to stay
So it might as well rain until September
September, September, oh
It might as well rain until September
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
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Mohammed's Radio
(Warren Zevon)
Everybody's restless and there ain’t no place to go
Someone's always trying to tell them
Something they already know
So their anger and resentment shows
But don't it make you want to rock and roll
All night long
Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
You know, the Sheriff's got his problems too
And he will surely take them out on you
In walks the village idiot and his face was all aglow
He's been up all night listening to Mohammed's Radio
But don't it make you want to rock and roll
All night long
Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
Everybody's desperate and they’re trying to make ends meet
Work all day, still can't pay the price of gasoline and meat
Oh, their lives are incomplete
Oh but, don't it make you want to rock and roll
All night long Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
You've been up all night just listening for his drum
Hoping that the righteous might just might just might just come
I heard the General whisper to his aide-de-camp
"Be watchful for Mohammed's lamp"
Oh, don't it make you want to rock and roll
All night long Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
Now, don't it make you want to rock and roll
All night long Mohammed's Radio
I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful
On the radio, Mohammed's Radio
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Annabelle
(G. Welch)
We lease twenty acres and one Ginny mule
From the Alabama trust
For half of the cotton and a third of the corn
We get a handful of dust
We cannot have all things to please us
No matter how we try
Until we all go to Jesus
We can only wonder why
Well I had a daughter and I called her Annabelle
She was the apple of my eye
I tried to give her something like I never had
I didn't ever want to hear her cry
We cannot have all things to please us
No matter how we try
Until we all go to Jesus
We can only wonder why, oh why
When I'm dead and buried
I'll take a hard life of tears
From every day I've ever known
And Anna's in the churchyard, she got no life at all
She only got these words on a stone
We cannot have all things to please us
No matter how we try
Until we all go to Jesus
We can only wonder why
We cannot have all things to please us
No matter how we try
Until we all go to Jesus
We can only wonder why, wonder why, why
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Crescent City Snow
(Susan Cowsill)
Susan posted of this song on susancowsill.com on 4/18/06:
Did y'all know it snowed on Christmas Day 2004??? Well it did, first time in decades.
Snowed just enough to cover the city in a soft and quiet peacefulness that only a snowfall can bring. So I was layin awake one night in bed... thinking back on that day in December and then, about the day Katrina came, uninvited to our collective door. Quite a contrast to be sure.
But also a balance as in all of nature and in life. There will always be Peacefulness, gentleness and joy, as there will always be Sorrow, pain and untold suffering. The common thread??? We experience it together, we survive it together and we come out the other side, to carry on together. And that is, simply put, "Life."
So that's it, that's all, just one of many songs that have been, or will be written about the day our lives were forever changed. Singing this song makes me feel better, I'd like to spread some of that around.
Crescent City Snow is now available for download from our site. Give it a listen ...
peace,
Laissez les bon temps roulet
Susan
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I feel like a kite without a string
Only my tail to guide me
Just paper and sticks and tattered sheets
Waiting on a friendly wind
Hold all our memories in one hand,
So tightly you won’t let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
Will all turn to a soft and quiet snow
Long time ago when I was young
I used to know everything
Now it’s today and I am sure
That I don’t know anything at all
Hold all our memories in one hand,
So tightly you won’t let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
Will turn to a soft and quiet, gentle, peaceful snow
When the saints go marching in
I'll be walking to New Orleans
Eating beignets at Du Monde
Singing Joni at the Carrollton Station
Hanging out in Jackson Square
Twelve o’clock, I’ll meet you there
Down on Frenchman with Big Chief
Trying to find a place to eat
Tailgating at the Dome
Man, I can't wait to go home.
Our precious hearts are all shattered
Scattered across the land
But I know that I am going back
To the place where I know who I am.
Hold all our memories in one hand,
So tightly you won’t let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
All turn to a soft and quiet, gentle, peaceful
N O L A, Crescent City snow
Ahhhhh
Heeeyyyy
Ohhhhhhhh
Three AM at the Circle Bar
Where the $^%$ did we park the car?
Six AM at the Christmas Lounge
Where we had a $%$# of a time
That town where your grandma tell my grandma
While they sit by the fire
__________ down on Bourban Street
I can tell you where _______ your feet
And we all go down to the Audubon Zoo
And they all ask for you
And they say 'Who da' 'Who da'
'Who da say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who da' 'Who da'
'Who da say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who da' 'Who da'
'Who da say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who da' 'Who da' 'Who da'
Oh when them Saints come marching in
When them Saints come marching in
Yeah when the saints come marching in
And they say 'Who da' 'Who da'
'Who da say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who da' 'Who da'
'Who da say they going to beat them Saints'
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Evergreen
(J. Tanner)
Sometimes love will bloom in the springtime
And like flowers in summer it will grow
Then just fade away in the winter
When the cold winds begin to blow
But when it's evergreen, evergreen
It will last through the summer and winter too
When love is evergreen, evergreen
Like my love for you
So hold my hand and tell me
You'll be mine through laughter or through tears
Well let the whole world see, our love will be
Evergreen through all the years
For when it's evergreen, evergreen
It will last through the summer and winter too
When love is evergreen, evergreen
Like my love for you
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You Are Jehovah
(C. Cates and B. McKee)
You are forever Jehovah Shalom
Father of infinite peace
I have no fear You have called me Your own
You are Jehovah Shalom
You are forever Jehovah Nissi
The Lord our Banner
I will stand strong in Your victory
You are Jehovah Nissi
You are exalted - You reign on high
Jehovah is Your name
I will rejoice and I will sing Your praise
Age to age You will always be the same
You are forever Jehovah Shaddai
You are Almighty God
When I am weak You will answer my cry
You are Jehovah Shaddai
You are exalted - You reign on high
Jehovah is Your name
I will rejoice and I will sing Your praise
Age to age You will always be the same
You are forever Jehovah Olam
God of eternity
I will declare it with all that I am
You are Jehovah Olam
You are forever Jehovah Shalom
Father of infinite peace
I have no fear You have called me Your own
You are Jehovah Shalom
You are exalted - You reign on high
Jehovah is Your name
I will rejoice and I will sing Your praise
Age to age You will always be
Age to age You will always be
Age to age You will always be the same
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