(Words & music by LaRue - Webster - Romans) The day that we wedYou blessed us and saidMay heaven bestow you graceThere in that holy placeWe shared our first embrace Our cottage was small but richer than allThe palaces of the kingAll day the birds would singOur hearts were filled with spring Padre, padreWhat happened to our love's so cruelPadre, oh padreIn my grief I turn to you Then he came alongAnd sang her his songAnd won her with honey liesHe of the fiery eyesNow it's not her that cries So I will prayThe hours awayAnd weary my heart has grownWondering where love has flownCounting my beads alone Padre, oh padrePlease tell me how such things can bePadre, oh padrePray for my love and me
(Words & music by Bill Giant - B. Baum - F. Kaye) Hawaii, U.S.A., Hawaii..U.S.A..We're flyin', comin' your wayAloha, Hawaii U.S.A. Gee it's great, to be in that fiftieth stateThe land of enchanted dreamsWhat an isle, where it's heaven tropical styleWhere love weaves a spell, it seems Hawaii, U.S.A., Hawaii..U.S.A..We're flyin', comin' your wayAloha, Hawaii U.S.A. Gee what fun, just to swim and surf in the sunWhile the trade winds caress the seaWhat a sight, those exotic scenes of delightAre waiting for you and me Hawaii, U.S.A....Hawaii...U.S.A...Hawaii..U.S.A....
(words & music by Otis Blackwell - Elvis Presley) When you looked into my eyesI stood there like I was hyp-notisedYou sent a feeling to my spineA feeling warm and smooth and fineBut all I could do were stand there paralyzedWhen we kissed, ooh what a thrillYou took my hand and, ooh baby, what a chillI felt like grabbin' you real tightSqueeze and squeeze with all my mightBut all I could do were stand there paralyzed Oh yeah lucky me, I'm singing ev'ry dayEver since that day you came my wayYou made my life for me just one big happy gameI'm gay ev'ry morningAt night I'm still the sameDo you remember that wonderful timeYou held my hand and swore that you'll be mineIn front of preacher you said"I do" I couldn't say a word for thinking of youAll I could do was stand there paralyzed
(words & music by Jessie Mae Robinson) I feel it in my leg,I feel it in my shoeTell me pretty babyIf you think you feel it tooLet's have a partyLet's have a partySend to the storeAnd let's buy some moreAnd let's have a party tonight Some people like to rockSome people like to rollBut movin' and a groovin'Gonna satisfy my soul I've never kissed a bearI've never kissed a goonBut I can shake a chickenIn the middle of the room Now Honky Tonky JoeIs knockin' at the doorBring him in and fill him upAnd set him on the floor
(words & music by Eddie Rabbit - Rory Bourke) We've got to patch it up babyBefore we fall apart at the seamsWe've got to patch it up babyIn the time we travel in our dreamsLet's go back and test it againOne more ride is all I askGet that feelin', that old feelin', it is here We can patch it up baby,We can patch it up baby,We can patch it up baby,Patch it up with all our dreamsWe can patch it up baby,Sweep out all the trouble of our heartWe've got to patch it up baby,Before our difference pulls us apart Let's go where the good luck liesLet us give it one more tryDo you feel it? That old feelin'?Do you feel it?
(Words & music by Thomas A. Dorsey) Oh well, I'm tired and so wearyBut I must go aloneTill the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yesWell the morning's so brightAnd the lamp is alightAnd the night, night is as black as the sea, oh yes There will be peace in the valley for me, some dayThere will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I prayThere'll be no sadness, no sorrowNo trouble, trouble I seeThere will be peace in the valley for me, for me Well the bear will be gentleAnd the wolves will be tameAnd the lion shall lay down by the lamb, oh yesAnd the beasts from the wildShall be lit by a childAnd I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, ohyes There will be peace in the valley for me, some dayThere will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I prayThere'll be no sadness, no sorrowNo trouble, trouble I seeThere will be peace in the valley for me, for me
(Words & music by Sid Tepper - Roy Bennett) I've gotta gal, oh what a palThe apple of my eyeWith something rare, a peach of a pearBut her dad won't let us meet and I could die I love Petunia the gardener's daughterOooh how that gal can kissHer eyes are blue as bluebellsEach cheek a rose to seeHow I dance when she plants her two lips on meI'm as daffy as a daffodilI long to kiss her all the timeTonight I'll steal into her gardenAnd make Petunia's two lips mine (I've got a beau, I love him soThe apple of my eyeWith something rare, a peach of a pearBut my dad won't let us meet and I could die) And we could die I love Petunia the gardener's daughterOooh how that gal can kiss(My eyes are blue as bluebellsEach cheek a rose to see)How I dance when she plants her two lips on me (He's as daffy as a daffodilHe loves to kiss me all the time)Tonight I'll steal into her gardenAnd make Petunia's two lips mine She makes other girls look just like weeds(I'm gonna be his clinging vine)Tonight I'll steal into her gardenAnd make Petunia's two lips(My ever loving two lips)Make Petunia's two lips mine
(words & music by Troy Seals) A water glass full of whiskeyAnd women that I never knew too wellLord, the things I've seen and doneMost of which I'd be ashamed to tell I don't know how it startedBut that's what makes a man a man, I guessNow I'm holdin' on to nothing'Tryin' to forget the rest I'm lookin' back on my lifeTo see if I can find the piecesI know that some were stolenAnd some just blew awayWell, I found the bad partsFound all the sad partsBut I guess I threw the best part away Lord, the pieces of my life,They're everywhere, they're everywhereAnd the one I think I miss most of allIs you and you know who
(Words & music by Giant - Baum - Kaye) Now come along with meWe'll do the plantation rockIt's easy as can beYou'll wanna dance round the clockWell it became a sensationRockin' on the plantationDancin' in the fields down to each dockNow do the plantation rock So come on bend your kneesTwist with ease side to sideLike the swaying trees keep in rhythmNow have some pep double stepShake right there like a rockin' chairAnd stay with them Well now you're right at homeDoin' the plantation rockJust do it as you were shownYou'll wanna dance round the clock Well just like on the plantationFolks all over the nationStarted rockin' on each street and blockGonna do the plantation rockDo the plantation rockDo the plantation rockDo the plantation rock
(words & music by Kesler) I'm playin' for keepsThis time it's realAnd I want you to knowExactly how I feelI'm playin' for keepsI'm sure this timeAnd I won't be happyUntil I know you're mine There have been othersThat could love me trueBut no one else can thrill me like you doI'm playin' for keepsOh love me tooOh, don't make me sorryThat I fell in love with you There have been othersThat could love me trueBut no one else can thrill me like you doI'm playin' for keepsOh love me tooOh, don't make me sorryThat I fell in love with you
(Words & music by Blackwell - Scott) You like to keep me dangling on a string'Cause you know without you my life don't mean a thing So I beg youPlease don't drag that string around, oh noWell, what if it should breakOh, tell me, what would I do thenKeep that string up off the groundOh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end Yes, I'm your puppet, my heart is in your handOne twist of the wrist and I jump to your command So I beg youPlease don't drag that string around, oh noWell, what if it should breakWhat would I do thenBaby, keep that string up off the groundOh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end I feel inside me, as sure as anythingOne day I'll mean more to you than a puppet on a string So I beg youPlease don't drag that string around, oh noWell, what if it should breakOh, tell me, what would I do thenKeep that string up off the groundOh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
(Words & music by Joy Byers) Please don't stop loving meYou were born just to be in my armsIn my armsPlease don't stop loving meYour lips were made just to be kissed by meKissed by me When I'm with youI don't know day from night, wrong from rightYou are my world, that's all I knowI love you so, I won't let go Please don't stop loving meDarling you'll always be mine aloneMine alone
(Words & music by Robey - Washington) Forever my darling our love will be trueAlways and forever I'll love only you Just promise me darlingYour love in returnMay this fire in my soul dearForever burn My heart's at your command dearTo keep, love and to holdMaking you happy's my desireKeeping you is my goal Forever I'll love youfor the rest of my daysI'll never part from youor your loving ways Just promise me darlingYour love in returnMay this fire in my soul dearForever burn My heart's at your command dearTo keep, love and to holdMaking you happy's my desireLoving you is my goal Forever I'll love youfor the rest of my daysI'll never part from youor your loving ways Just promise me darlingYour love in returnMay this fire in my soul dearForever burn
(words & music by Wise - Weisman) I don't worryWhenever skies are gray aboveGot a pocketful of rainbowsGot a heart full of love Mister HeartacheI've found a way to make him leaveGot a pocketful of rainbowsGot a star up in my sleeve Kiss me extra tenderHold me extra tight'Cause I'm savin' your sweetnessFor a lonely night, ayeAye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye No more teardropsNow that I've found a love so trueI got a pocketful of rainbowsGot an armful of you Kiss me extra tenderHold me extra tight'Cause I'm savin' your sweetnessFor a lonely night, ayeAye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye No more heartachesNow that I've found a love so trueGot a pocketful of rainbowsAnd an armful of you Rainbows...Rainbows...
(Words & music by Giant - Baum - Kaye) Hail to thee old ivy leaguePoison ivy leagueThe ra-ra boys are sitting round the table tonightThe ra-ra boys have lots of plans in viewThey're gonna have panty raidsAnd make their own lemonadeThey'll live it up just like the big boys do Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy leagueGive me an itch, those sons of the richThat poison ivy league The ra-ra boys will go to bed so early tonightBefore exams they need a lot of restThey gotta make good for dadThey gotta make good so badThey'll even pay someone to take that test Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy leagueHow can they flunk, they're so full of bunkThat poison ivy league The ra-ra boys are being groomed for business some dayFor better things to college they were sentAnd you can bet they'll be the head of the companyAs long as dear old daddy's president Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy leagueSo loaded with cash, they give me a rashThat poison ivy league So let it be toldI won't touch them with a ten foot poleThat poison Ivy league
(words & music by Tony Joe White) Some of you all never been down South too much...I' gonna tell you a little story, so you'll understand where I'mtalking aboutDown there we have a plant that grows out in the woods andthe fields,and it looks something like a turnip green.Everybody calls it Polk salad. Now that's Polk salad.Used to know a girl that lived down there andshe'd go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it...Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about allthey had to eat,But they did all right. Down in LouisianaWhere the alligators grow so meanLived a girl that I swear to the worldMade the alligators look tame Polk salad Annie'Gators got your grannyEverybody said it was a shameFor the mama was working on the chain-gangWhat a mean, vicious woman Everyday before suppertimeShe'd go down by the truck patchAnd pick her a mess of Polk saladAnd carry it home in a tote sack Polk salad Annie'Gators got you grannyEverybody said it was a shame'Cause the mama was working on the chain-gangWhoo, how wretched, dispiteful, straight-razor totin' woman,Lord have mercy. Sock a little Polk salad to himYeah, you know what, yeah, yeah But daddy was a lazy and a no-countClaimed he had a bad backAll her brothers were fit forWas stealing watermelons out of my truck For once Polk salad Annie'Gators got your grannyEverybody said it was a shameFor the mama was working on the chain-gang Sock a little Polk salad to himYou know what meets a meal mentionYou sock a littleHey, hey, hey, yeah, yeahChic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bonChic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bonSock a little Polk salad to himYou know what meets a meal mentionSock a little Polk salad to himYou know what meets a meal mentionChinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling
(words & music by Vera Matson - Elvis Presley) They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boyBut I ain't lonesome and I ain't blue'Cause I could never be a poor boyAs long as I've got a dolly like you Ain't got a crust, ain't got a centCan't buy a jug, can't pay the rentI got a heartfull of dreamsAnd a lot of memoriesAnd that's enough for me Can't buy a house, can't buy a lotAin't got a bean, I ain't got a potBut what I got is a heartfull ofLove and memoriesAnd that's enough for me Don't have a pig, don't have a cowI don't have a horse to pull a plowBut what I got is a heartfull ofLove and memoriesAnd that's enough for me
(Words & music by B. Giant - B. Baum - F. Kaye) Oh break it, burn it, drag it all aroundTwist it, turn it, you can't tear it downCos' every minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love Crush it, kick it, you can never winI know baby you can't lick itI'll make you give inEvery minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love Baby I want you, you'll never get awayMy love will haunt you yes haunt you night and dayTouch it, pound it, what good does it doThere's just no stoppin' the way I feel for youCos' every minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love Yeh, yeh, baby I want you, you'll never get awayMy love will haunt you yes haunt you night and dayTouch it, pound it, what good does it doThere's just no stoppin' the way I feel for youCos' every minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love I said every minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love Every minute, every hour you'll be shakenBy the strength and mighty power of my love
(Words & music by Chuck Berry) I left my home in Norfolk VirginiaCalifornia on my mindI straddled that GreyhoundAnd rode into RaleighAnd on across Caroline We had motor trouble that turn into a struggleHalfway across Alabam'And that hound broke down and left us all strandedIn downtown Birmingham Right away I brought me a through train ticketRidin' across Mississippi cleanAnd I was on that midnight flyer out of BirminghamSmoking into New Orleans Somebody help me get out of LouisianaJust to help me get to Houston TownThere are people there who care a little about meAnd they won't let the poor boy down Sure as you're born brought me a silk suitPut luggage in my handAnd I woke up high over AlberquerqueOn a jet to the promised land Working on a T-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the golden stateAh when the pilot told us in thirteen minutesHe would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot come down easyTaxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wingsAnd let me make it to the telephone Los Angeles give me Norfolk VirginiaTidewater four ten o nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land callingAnd the poor boy is on the line Working on a T-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the golden stateAh when the pilot told us in thirteen minutesHe would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot come down easyTaxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wingsAnd let me make it to the telephone Los Angeles give me Norfolk VirginiaTidewater four ten o nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land callingAnd the poor boy is on the line
(words & music by John Fogerty) Left a good job in the cityWorkin' for the man every night and dayHaven't ever lost one minute of sleepingWorried about the way things might have been A big wheel keeps on turnin'Proud Mary keeps on burnin', rollin', rollin'Rollin' on a riverRollin, rollin, rollin on a river If you come down to the riverI betcha you're gonna find some people who liveYou don't have to worry'Cause you have no moneyPeople along the river are happy to give I said a big wheel keeps on turnin'Proud Mary keeps on burnin', rollin', rollin'Rollin' on a riverRollin', rollin', rollin' on a river
(Words & music by Tepper - Bennett) Every time you look at meI,m as helpless as can beI become a puppet on a stringYou can do 'most anything to me All you do is touch my handAnd your wish is my commandI become a puppet on a stringYou can do 'most anything to me If you really love meDarling please be kindI offer you the truest loveThat you will ever find Take my heart and please be fairHandle it with loving careFor I'm just a puppet on a stringYou can do 'most anything to me If you really love meDarling please be kindI offer you the truest loveThat you will ever find Take my heart and please be fairHandle it with loving careFor I'm just a puppet on a stringYou can do 'most anything to meYou can do 'most anything to me
(words & music by Twomey - Wise - Blagman) If they say we were doin' wrongIf they say we were out too longWell, you can sayMy arms were just too strongPut the blame, put the blame on me Felt so good when I held you tightCouldn't stop when we kissed goodnightSo if they tell us we don't heave the rightPut the blame, put the blame on me What I feel is deep insideThis is real and I won't hideGo ahead, use my nameI'll be proud to take the blame You just did what I made you doYou love me and I love youSo if the way they talk can bother youPut the blame, put the blame on me
(Words & music by G. Maclellan) Put your hand in the hand of the manWho stilled the waterPut your hand in the hand of the manWho calmed the seaTake a look at yourselfAnd you can look at others differentlyPut your hand in the hand of the manFrom Galilee My momma taught me how to prayBefore I reached the age of sevenWhen I'm down on my kneesThat's when I'm closest to heavenDaddy lived his life, two kids and a wifeWell you do what you must doBut he showed me enough of what it takesTo get me through, oh yeh! Put your hand in the hand of the manWho stilled the waterPut your hand in the hand of the manWho calmed the seaTake a look at yourselfAnd you can look at others differentlyPut your hand in the hand of the manFrom GalileeOh yeh! Put your hand in the hand of the manWho stilled the waterPut your hand in the hand of the manWho calmed the seaTake a look at yourselfAnd you can look at others differentlyPut your hand in the hand of the manFrom GalileeOh yeh! Put your hand in the hand of the manWho stilled the waterPut your hand in the hand of the manWho calmed the seaTake a look at yourselfAnd you can look at others differentlyPut your hand in the hand of the manFrom GalileeOh yeh!Put your hand in the hand of the man from GalileePut your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee, Oh yeh!