(Words & music by Zaret - North) Oh, my love, my darlingI've hungered for your touch, a long lonely timeAnd time goes by, so slowly and time can do so muchAre you, still mine?I need your love, I need your loveGod speed your love to me Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the seaTo the waiting arms of the seaLonely rivers cry, wait for me, wait for meTo the open arms, wait for me My love, my darling, I've hungered for your kissAre you still mine?I need your love, I need your loveGod, speed your love, to me
(words & music by Buffy Sainte-Marie) You're not a dreamYou're not an angelYou're a womanI'm not a king,I'm a man,Take my handWe'll make a spaceIn the lives that we plannedAnd here we'll stayUntil it's time for you to go Yes, we're diff'rent worlds apartWe're not the sameWhe laughed and playedAt the start like in a gameYou could have stayedOutside my heartBut in you cameAnd here you'll stayUntil it's time for you to go Don't ask why,Don't ask howDon't ask forever,Love me now This love of mineHad no beginningIt has no endI was an oak,Now I'm a willowNow I can bendAnd tho' I'll neverIn my life see you againI still stayUntil it's time for you to go
(Words & music by Brown) Up above my head there is music in the airUp above my head there is music in the airUp above my head there is music in the air, oh yeah!And I really do believe, I really do believeI really do believe there's a heaven somewhereThere's a heaven somewhere
(Words & Music by Jerry Reed) Now, I'm a U.S. Male 'cause I was bornIn a Mississippi town on a Sunday mornNow Mississippi just happens to occupy a placeIn the southeastern portion of this here United StatesNow that's a matter of fact, buddyAnd you know it wellSo I just call myself the U.S. MaleThat's M-A-L-E, son. That's me! Now I said all that to say all thisI've been watchin' the wayYou've been watchin' my missFor the last three weeks you been hot on her trailAnd you kinda upset this U.S. MaleYou touch her once with your greasy handsI'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber bandShe's wearin' a ring that I bought her on saleAnd that makes her the property of this U.S. Male You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friendThe U.S. Male gets mad, he's gonna do you inYou know what's good for yourself sonYou better find somebody else sonDon't tamper with the property of the U.S. Male Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snowThe U.S. Male is on his toesQuit watchin' my woman, for that ain't wiseYou ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyesI catch you 'round my woman, champI'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stampKinda flattened out, so you'll do wellTo quit playin' games with this U.S. Male You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friendThe U.S. Male gets mad, he's gonna do you inYou know what's good for yourself sonYou better find somebody else sonDon't tamper with the property of the U.S. Male Sock it to me All right...now I'm gonna tell it like it is sonI catch you messin' 'round with that woman of mineI'm gonna lay one on ya. You're talkin' to the U.S. MaleThe American U.S. Male