Rags to Riches

 
(Words & music by Adler - Ross)
 
I know I'd go from rags to riches
If you would only say you cared
And though my pockets may be empty
I'd be a millionaire
 
My clothes may still be torn and tattered
But in my heart I'd be a king
Your love is all that ever mattered
It's everything
 
So open your arms and you'll open the door
To all the treasure that I'm living for
Hold me and kiss me and tell me you're mine evermore
 
Must I forever stay a beggar
Whose golden dreams will not come true
Or will I go from rags to riches
My fate is up to you
 
 

Raised on Rock

 
(Words & music by Mark James)
 
I remember as a child I used to hear
Music that they played Lord with a feel'
Some call it folk, some call it soul
People let me tell you it was rock and roll
 
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
 
Listening to the music that my idols made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
 
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
 
I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Time's gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home
 
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
 
Mother played recordings of Beethoven's Fifth
Mozart's sonatas down the classical Liszt
My papa loved to listen to his country songs
While I was in the back room rockin' on
 
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
 
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
 
 

Reach Out to Jesus

 
(words & music by Ralph Carmichael)
 
Is your burden heavy as you bear it all alone?
Does the road you travel, harbor dangers yet unknow?
Are you growin' weary in the struggle of it all?
Jesus will help you with all his name you call
 
He's always there hearing every prayer, faithful and true
Walking by our side, in his love we hide all the day through
When you get discouraged just remember what to do
Reach out to Jesus, he's reaching out to you
 
Is the life you're living filled with sorrow and dispair?
Does the future press you with its worry and its scare?
Are you tired and jealous, have you almost your way?
Jesus will help you, just talk to him today
 
 

Ready Teddy

 
(words & music by Blackwell - Marascaleo)
 
Ready set go man go
I got a gal that I love so
 
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
Rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy to
Rock'n'roll
 
Going down to the corner
Pick up my sweetie pie
She's my rock'n'roll baby
She's the apple of my eye, 'cause
 
Flat top cats and the dungaree dolls
Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint is really jumping
The cats are going wild
The music really sends me
I dig that crazy style 'cause
 
Gonna kick off my shoes
Roll up my faded jeans
Grab my rock'n'roll baby
Pour on the steam
I shuffle to the left
I shuffle to the right
I'm gonna rock'n'roll
Till the early early night 'cause
 
 

Reconsider Baby

 
(Words & music by Lowell Fulsom)
 
Well so long
Oh how I hate to see you go
Yes so long
Oh how I hate to see you go
Well the way that I will miss you
I guess you'll never know
 
We've been together so long
To have to separate this way
We've been together so long
To have to separate this way
Well I'm gonna let you go ahead on baby
But let you come back home some day
 
Play the blues boys, play the blues
One more time
 
You said you once had loved me
But now I guess you've changed your mind
You said you once had loved me
But now I guess you've changed your mind
Why don't you reconsider baby
Give yourself just a little more time
 
 

Relax

 
(Words & music by Tepper - Bennett)
 
Relax, kick your shoes off baby
Relax, here we are alone
Relax, if the phone rings, let it
Just forget it, we're not at home
 
Cut loose, let your hair down honey
Unwind, turn the lights down low
Relax, let's uncork the stopper
Come to papa, come on let's go
 
Defrost, your charms
There's only the two of us here
Come in my arms
And make yourself comfortable dear
 
Relax, let's get cozy baby
Come on, let your concrete crack
Cut loose, when the knock's invited
Don't you fight it, come on relax
 
Defrost, your charms
There's only the two of us here
Come in my arms
And make yourself comfortable dear
 
Relax, let's get cozy baby
Come on, let your concrete crack
Cut loose, life is worth the livin'
When you're givin', come on relax
 
Relax.....mmmmm....let loose...mmmm...defrost....mmmmm...
 
 

Release Me

 
(words & music by Stevenson - Miller)
 
Oh please release me, let me go
For I just don't love you anymore
To waste our lives would be a sin
Release me and let me love again
 
I have found a new love dear
And I will always want her near
Her lips are warm while yours are cold
Oh release me, my darling let me go
 
Please release me, let me go
For I just don't love you anymore
To waste our lives would be a sin
Release me and let me love again
 
Let me go, oh release me, my darling
Let me go
 
 

Return to Sender

 
(words & music by Otis Blackwell - Winfield Scott)
 
I gave a letter to the postman,
he put it his sack.
But in early next morning,
he brought my letter back.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back.
 
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D.
But in early next morning
it came right back to me.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.
 
This time I'm gonna take it myself
and put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
then I'll understand the writing on it
 
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such person, no such zone.
 
 

Return to sender (version)

 
(words & music by Otis Blackwell - Winfield Scott)
 
Return to sender, Return to sender
 
I gave a letter to the post man,
he put it his sack.
But in early next morning,
he brought my letter back.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such number. No such so.
We had a quater of lovers but .
I write i'm sorry but my letters keep coming back.
 
So then i got it in the mail box
As in a special d.
But in early next morning
It come right back to me.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such person. No such so.
We had a quarter of lovers but .
 
This time I gone take it my self
and put it right in her hand.
And if it comes back the very next day
then I under stand.
 
Why write upon it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such person. No such so.
We had a quater of lovers but .
 
 

Return To Sender (Better Version)

 
(words & music by Otis Blackwell - Winfield Scott)
 
Return To Sender
Return to sender,
Return to sender
 
I gave a letter to the post man,
he put it his sack.
Bright and early next morning,
he brought my letter back.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such number. No such zone.
We had a quarrel, a lovers' spat,
I'd write "I'm sorry"
but my letter keeps coming back.
 
So when I dropped it in the mailbox,
I sent it "Special D"
Bright and early next morning
It came right back to me.
 
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such person. No such zone.
 
This time I'm gonna take it myself
and put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
then I'll understand
 
The writing on it:
Return to sender. Address unknown.
No such person. No such zone.
 
 
Return to sender,
return to sender.
 
 

Riding the Rainbow

 
(Words & music by Weisman - Wise)
 
I'm riding the rainbow, hitting the highway to happiness
Oh yes, I'm looking to find someone whose meant to be mine
 
I'm living to love
and loving to live
I've got a heart
I'm longing to give
I'm riding the rainbow, I'll follow that star to where you are
 
I'm riding the rainbow, heading for heaven and happiness
I guess somebody somewhere, someday will teach me to care
 
But being alone,
don't bother me
I'm free to have fun
It's fun to be free
 
I'm riding the rainbow, I'll follow that star
I'm riding the rainbow to where you are
 
 

Rip It Up

 
(words & music by Blackwell - Marascaleo)
 
'Cause it's Saturday nite and I just got paid
Fool about my money don't try to save
My heart says go, go
Have a time 'cause it's Saturday nite
And I'm feelin' fine
 
I'm gonna rip it up
I'm gonna rock it up
I'm gonna shake it up
I'm gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rip it up
And ball tonite
 
I got a date and I won't be late
Pick her up in my '88'
Shag it on down to the union hall
When the music starts jumpin'
I'll have a ball
 
Along about 10 I'll be flying high
Rocking on out into the sky
I don't care if I spend my gold
'Cause tonite I'm gonna be one happy soul
 
 

Rock-a-hula Baby

 
(words & music by Fred Wise - Ben Weisman - Dolores
Fuller)
 
The way she moves her hips to her fingertips
I feel I'm heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, I've gotta say
She really move the grass around
 
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
 
Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
But all she wants to do is dance
 
I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach
To sway when breezes blow
And birds up in the sky could learn to fly
By watchin' how my baby can go
 
 

Roustabout

 
(Words & music by Giant - Baum - Kaye)
 
I'm just a roustabout
Shifted from town to town
No job can hold me down, I'm just a knock-around guy
There's a lot of space beneath that sky
Till I find my place there's no doubt...
I'll be a rovin' roustabout
 
Call me the carefree kind
I wander with the breeze
My mind and heart's at ease
Doing what pleases me best
Gotta keep-a movin' east or west
Till I find my place there's no doubt
I'll be a rovin' roustabout
 
And even if a pretty girl, should catch my eye
I'll give her a quick "hello", and a fast goodbye
 
I'll go the way I want
Driftin' just like the sand
Doin' what job I can
Changing my plans as I choose
Long as I keep happy I can't lose
Till I find my place there's no doubt
I'll be a rovin' roustabout
 
I'll be a rovin' roustabout...I'll be a rovin' roustabout
 
I'll be a rovin' roustabout..rovin', rovin' roustabout....
 
 

Rubberneckin'

 
(Words & music by Jones - Warren)
 
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
If your rubberneckin' baby well that's all right with me
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but they don't really
know
I like what I see I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow
 
First thing in the morning, last thing at night
I look, stare everywhere and see everything inside
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
If your rubberneckin' baby well that's all right with me
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but they don't really
know
I like what I see I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow
 
Sittin' on the back porch all by myself
Along came Mary Jane with somebody else
Well, stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
 
Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but I don't really care
I like what I see, I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow
 
Sittin' on the back porch all by myself
Along came Mary Jane with somebody else
Well, stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop
 
 

Runaway

 
(words & music by Del Shannon)
 
As I walk along I wonder
What went wrong with our love
Love that was so strong
 
And as I still walk by
I think off the times we had together
While our hearts were young
 
I'm a-walking in the rain
Hear it falling,
And I feel the pain
Wishing you were here by me
To end this misery
 
And I wonder
Why
You went away
Yes, I wonder, where you will stay
My little runaway,
Run, run, run, run, runaway
 
 

Run On

 
(Traditional - arranged by Elvis Presley)
 
Well you may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
 
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
 
Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said
 
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
 
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
 
You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow
 
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
 
Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour's wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all brother you'll knock no more
 
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down