Charles Daniels

Richard Whiting

Dreams

Love

Money

Vintage

1928

I've Got A Man Crazy For Me:

Once he dressed in tweads and drapes
On the rolls royce car
Now he seems quite out of place
Like a fallen star
While I worry, plan and sceme
Over what to do
Can't help feeling it's a dream
He's just too good to be true

I'm not much to look at
I'm nothing to see
I'm glad I'm living
And lucky to be
But I've got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I ain't got a dollar
Can't save a cent
He doesn't hollar
He'd live in a tent
I've got that man mad about me
He's funny that way

Lord he loves to work and slave
For me every day
He'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave him
Why should I go
He'd be un happy
Without me I know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way


I've Got A Woman Crazy For Me:

I never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I seem
To have more than my share
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way

I hurt her feelings once in a while
Her only answer is one little smile
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

I can see no other way
No better plan
And it all and let her go
To some better man.
I'm only human, a coward a best
I'm more than certain she'd follow me west
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

Though she loves to work
And slave for me everyday
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her
Why should I go
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

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Charles Daniels

Richard Whiting

Dreams

Love

Money

Jazz

1972

I've Got A Man Crazy For Me:

Once he dressed in tweads and drapes
On the rolls royce car
Now he seems quite out of place
Like a fallen star
While I worry, plan and sceme
Over what to do
Can't help feeling it's a dream
He's just too good to be true

I'm not much to look at
I'm nothing to see
I'm glad I'm living
And lucky to be
But I've got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I ain't got a dollar
Can't save a cent
He doesn't hollar
He'd live in a tent
I've got that man mad about me
He's funny that way

Lord he loves to work and slave
For me every day
He'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave him
Why should I go
He'd be un happy
Without me I know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way


I've Got A Woman Crazy For Me:

I never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I seem
To have more than my share
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way

I hurt her feelings once in a while
Her only answer is one little smile
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

I can see no other way
No better plan
And it all and let her go
To some better man.
I'm only human, a coward a best
I'm more than certain she'd follow me west
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

Though she loves to work
And slave for me everyday
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her
Why should I go
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

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Charles Daniels

Richard Whiting

Dreams

Love

Money

Jazz

1962

I've Got A Man Crazy For Me:

Once he dressed in tweads and drapes
On the rolls royce car
Now he seems quite out of place
Like a fallen star
While I worry, plan and sceme
Over what to do
Can't help feeling it's a dream
He's just too good to be true

I'm not much to look at
I'm nothing to see
I'm glad I'm living
And lucky to be
But I've got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I ain't got a dollar
Can't save a cent
He doesn't hollar
He'd live in a tent
I've got that man mad about me
He's funny that way

Lord he loves to work and slave
For me every day
He'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave him
Why should I go
He'd be un happy
Without me I know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way


I've Got A Woman Crazy For Me:

I never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I seem
To have more than my share
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way

I hurt her feelings once in a while
Her only answer is one little smile
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

I can see no other way
No better plan
And it all and let her go
To some better man.
I'm only human, a coward a best
I'm more than certain she'd follow me west
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

Though she loves to work
And slave for me everyday
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her
Why should I go
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

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Charles Daniels

Richard Whiting

Dreams

Love

Money

Jazz

Soul

1959

I've Got A Man Crazy For Me:

Once he dressed in tweads and drapes
On the rolls royce car
Now he seems quite out of place
Like a fallen star
While I worry, plan and sceme
Over what to do
Can't help feeling it's a dream
He's just too good to be true

I'm not much to look at
I'm nothing to see
I'm glad I'm living
And lucky to be
But I've got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I ain't got a dollar
Can't save a cent
He doesn't hollar
He'd live in a tent
I've got that man mad about me
He's funny that way

Lord he loves to work and slave
For me every day
He'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave him
Why should I go
He'd be un happy
Without me I know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way


I've Got A Woman Crazy For Me:

I never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I seem
To have more than my share
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way

I hurt her feelings once in a while
Her only answer is one little smile
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

I can see no other way
No better plan
And it all and let her go
To some better man.
I'm only human, a coward a best
I'm more than certain she'd follow me west
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

Though she loves to work
And slave for me everyday
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her
Why should I go
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

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Charles Daniels

Richard Whiting

Dreams

Love

Money

Jazz

1967

I've Got A Man Crazy For Me:

Once he dressed in tweads and drapes
On the rolls royce car
Now he seems quite out of place
Like a fallen star
While I worry, plan and sceme
Over what to do
Can't help feeling it's a dream
He's just too good to be true

I'm not much to look at
I'm nothing to see
I'm glad I'm living
And lucky to be
But I've got a man crazy for me
He's funny that way

I ain't got a dollar
Can't save a cent
He doesn't hollar
He'd live in a tent
I've got that man mad about me
He's funny that way

Lord he loves to work and slave
For me every day
He'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave him
Why should I go
He'd be un happy
Without me I know
I've got that man crazy for me
He's funny that way


I've Got A Woman Crazy For Me:

I never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I seem
To have more than my share
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way

I hurt her feelings once in a while
Her only answer is one little smile
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

I can see no other way
No better plan
And it all and let her go
To some better man.
I'm only human, a coward a best
I'm more than certain she'd follow me west
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

Though she loves to work
And slave for me everyday
She'd be so much better off
If I went away
But why should I leave her
Why should I go
She'd be unhappy without me I know
I gotta woman crazy for me
She's funny that way.

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Arthur J Lamb

Sidney Von Tilzer

Love

Money

Showtunes

Vintage

1903

The ballroom was filled with fashion's throng,
It shone with a thousand lights;
And there was a woman who passed along,
The fairest of all the sights.
A girl to her lover then softly sighed,
"There's riches at her command."
"But she married for wealth, not for love," he cried!
"Though she lives in a mansion grand."
cho: "She's only a bird in a gilded cage,
A beautiful sight to see.
You may think she's happy and free from care,
She's not, though she seems to be.
'Tis sad when you think of her wasted life
For youth cannot mate with age;
And her beauty was sold for an old man's gold,
She's a bird in a gilded cage."
I stood in a churchyard just at eve,
When sunset adorned the west;
And looked at the people who'd come to grieve
For loved ones now laid at rcst.
A tall marble monument marked the grave
Of one who'd been fashion's queen;
And I thought, "She is happier here at rest,
Than to have people say when seen: "

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Roy C. Bennett

Sid Tepper

Names

Food and Drink

Numbers

Clothing/Apparel

Money

Pop

Folk

1960

Cowboy, cowboy marry me
I'll bake you a cherry pie
Well thank you very kindly mam
But I'm too young to die

Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come Saturday night I'll court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar

Cowboy if you'll marry me
I'll be your darling Jenny
Now why should I drink from just one well
When I can drink from twen'y

Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come Saturday night I'll court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar

Cowboy, cowboy name the day
July 'd be nice I reckon
Gladly meet you at the church
July the 32nd

Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come Saturday night I'll court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar

You sleep all day and spoon all night
And eat your favorite chow
Then why should I get married mam
That's what I'm doing now

Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come Saturday night I'll court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar.

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Ray Davies

Memories/Nostalgia

Clothing/Apparel

Money

Rock

Pop

1970

You've come a long way from the runny nosed, and the scruffy kid I knew
You had such good ways
I can remember the little things
That always made you smile
They made you happy
Now you think, that you're wiser because you're older
And you think, that money buys everything
And you think, that you need no one to guide you
But you're still, a long way from home

You've come a long way
You're self assured and dressed in funny clothes
But you don't know me

I hope you find what you are looking for
With your car and handmade overcoats
But your wealth will never make you stronger
Cos you're still, a long way from home

Yeah you're still, a long way from home

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Dick Hart

Hank Thompson

Johnny Lowe

Food and Drink

Time

Numbers

Money

Rock 'n' Roll

Rock

1960

Hey, Mister Bartender
Please don't be so slow
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

Tomorrow mornin's Sunday
I'm gonna be feelin' low
So please, please Bartender
I want a six-pack to go

I've been a-drinkin' all day long
Takin' in the town
I've done spent my whole paycheck
Just-a honky-tonkin' round

I don't have enough to pay my rent
I ain't gonna worry though
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

(Instrumental Break)

Hey, Mister Bartender
Please don't be so slow
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

Tomorrow mornin's Sunday
I'm gonna be feeling low
So please, please Bartender
I want a six-pack to go

I've been a-drinkin' all day long
Takin' in the town
I've done spent my whole paycheck
Just-a honky-tonkin' round

Well, I don't have enough to pay my rent
I ain't gonna worry though
I got time for one more round
And a six-pack to go

One six-pack to go

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Gus Kahn

Raymond B Egan

Richard Whiting

Happiness

Time

Money

Jazz

Easy Listening

1957

Bill collectors gather
'Round and rather
Haunt the cottage next door
Men the grocer and butcher sent
Men who call for the rent
But with in a happy chappy
And his bride of only a year
Seem to be so cheerful
Here's an earful
Of the chatter you hear

Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happen'd last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name
And I'll bet two pins
A pair of twins
Just happen'd in with the bird
Still they're very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard

Every morning
Every evening
Ain't we got fun
Not much money
Oh but honey
Ain't we got fun
The rent's unpaid dear
We haven't a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us
In the winter in the Summer
Don't we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime
In the between time
Ain't we got fun.

Every morning
Every evening
Don't we have fun
Twins and cares dear come in pairs dear
Don't we have fun
We've only started
As mommer and pop
Are we downhearted
I'll say that we're not
Landlords mad and getting madder
Ain't we got fun
Times are so bad and getting badder
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get laid off
In the meantime
In between time
Ain't we got fun.

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Stephen Schwartz

Food and Drink

Colours

Time

Money

Animals

Showtunes

1971

When you feel sad, or under a curseYour life is bad, your prospects are worseYour wife is sighing, crying,And your olive tree is dying,Temples are graying, and teeth are decayingAnd creditors weighing your purse...Your mood and your robeAre both a deep blueYou'd bet that JobHad nothin' on you...Don't forget that when you get toHeaven you'll be blessed..Yes, it's all for the best...Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please,Richer than the bees are in honeyNever growing old, never feeling coldPulling pots of gold from thin airThe best in every town, best at shaking downBest at making mountains of moneyThey can't take it with them, but what do they care?They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seatHouses on the street where it's sunny..Summers at the sea, winters warm and freeAll of this and we get the rest...But who is the land for? the sun and the sand for?You guessed! It's all for the best...Don't forget that when you get to Heaven you'll be blessed!Yes, it's all for the.....(all your wrongs will be redressed..)Yes, it's all for the.....(you must never be distressed....)Yes, it's all for the.....(someone's got to be oppressed!)Yes, it's all for the best!!!

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Ben Weisman

Sid Wayne

Body

Names

Food and Drink

Country/Nature

Money

Animals

Blues

1967

Hello, misfortune, how's my old friend "Mr. Misery"?
I've been away so long
I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me

I got no bed to rest my head
No doors or walls or window pane
Now all I needed was the rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain

Met a little honey
At the Buzzin' Bumble Bee Cafe, yes, I did
One drink and all my money
And that honey bee had flown away

I'm 'bout as low as I can go
I don't really mean to complain
Now all I needed was the rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain

All I needed was this rain
All I needed was the rain.

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Noel Scott Engel

Baby/Children

Time

Money

Pop

1966

Silence
To hear once more
Her footsteps
Down a shadowed corridor
Frightened
You're overdue
The darkest day
Goes on until it's blessed by you

Archangel risin' on the moon
Just to save me from this tomb
I'll cry the tears of time all day
'Til she wipes them all away

Outside my window
On silver druppets children play
I stand here waiting
The dying of an ageless day
Dismiss young couples
Who go home to their knowing bed
And watch the rooftops
Where silent shadows slowly spread

Sleeping their dreamless sleep
They'll never know
What secrets this room keeps
They'll wait when
I'm born again
The rent's been paid
So hurry
Carry me away

Archangel risin' on the moon
Just to save me from this tomb
I'll cry the tears of time all day
'Til she wipes them all away

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Jerry Bock

Sheldon Harnick

Baby/Children

Body

Names

Colours

Clothing/Apparel

Money

Jazz

Showtunes

1960

Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leaving their baby behind
Did you hear this poor little child
was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
at the one thing she knew
To earn a few pennies a day

She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's despair
With papers and shears, with wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum
As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb

From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Made from Annie's despair
And they found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutching her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears

There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers

No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society to wear
Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's
Fashioned from Annie's despair

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Jerry Bock

Sheldon Harnick

Baby/Children

Body

Names

Clothing/Apparel

Money

Jazz

Showtunes

2004

Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leaving their baby behind
Did you hear this poor little child
was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
at the one thing she knew
To earn a few pennies a day

She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's despair
With papers and shears, with wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum
As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb

From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Made from Annie's despair
And they found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutching her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears

There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers

No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society to wear
Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's
Fashioned from Annie's despair

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Charles Warfield

Clarence Williams

Body

Time

Money

Sadness

Jazz

1961

I've got the blues, I feel so lonely
I'd give the world if I could only
Make you understand
It truly would be grand
I'm gonna telephone my baby
Ask him won't you please come home
Oh, when you gone
I'm worried all day long

Baby, won't you please come home
Baby, won't you please come home
I have tried in vain
Nevermore to call your name
When you left you broke my heart
That will never make us part
Every hour in the day
You will hear me say
Baby, won't you please come home
I mean, baby, won't you please come home

Baby, won't you please come home
'Cause your mama's all alone
I have tried in vain
Nevermore to call your name
When you left you broke my heart
That will never make us part
Landlord's gettin' worse
I gotta move May the first
Baby, won't you please come home
I need money
Baby, won't you please come home

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Charles Warfield

Clarence Williams

Body

Time

Money

Sadness

Jazz

1952

I've got the blues, I feel so lonely
I'd give the world if I could only
Make you understand
It truly would be grand
I'm gonna telephone my baby
Ask him won't you please come home
Oh, when you gone
I'm worried all day long

Baby, won't you please come home
Baby, won't you please come home
I have tried in vain
Nevermore to call your name
When you left you broke my heart
That will never make us part
Every hour in the day
You will hear me say
Baby, won't you please come home
I mean, baby, won't you please come home

Baby, won't you please come home
'Cause your mama's all alone
I have tried in vain
Nevermore to call your name
When you left you broke my heart
That will never make us part
Landlord's gettin' worse
I gotta move May the first
Baby, won't you please come home
I need money
Baby, won't you please come home

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Graham Oliver

Nigel Glockler

Paul Quinn

Peter Byford

Stephen Dawson

Weather

Time

Money

Rock

1985

We've been out in the cold
Trying to get in
We've been ripped off and rolled
Heads in a spin
Nothin can stop us breakin' through
Finding my way back home to you
Standing alone in the fight
You've never been out of our sight
We're back on the streets again
We're back on our feet again
We're out of the night
Into the light
We're back on the streets again
We're back, we're back on
the streets again
We're back, we're back
on our feet again
We were caught in the crossfire
But no one could win
They bled off the power
Our spirit within
Standing our ground
We're digging in
This time 'round
We're gonna win
The banners are flying high
We're reaching for the sky
We're back on the streets again
We're back on our feet again
We're out of the night
Into the light
We're back on the streets again
We're back, we're back on
the streets again
We're back, we're back
on our feet again
We're back, we're back on
the streets again
We're back on the streets again
(Repeat to end)

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Dan McCafferty

Darrell Sweet

Manuel Charlton

Peter Agnew

Food and Drink

Money

Rock

Rock 'n' Roll

1973

I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
Said I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
Come take me to your house
Then I'm gonna rip you off
Well I made my first kill
With the old town girl
She was the apple of her daddy's eye
Well that woman looked up at me
And I said honey well be
Together till the day I die
But I lied
I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
Come take me to your house
Then I'm gonna rip you off
There seems to be no end
Of women who are lookin for a man
My services dont come cheap
But I help out when I can
Tell them lies that they wanna hear
And really lead 'em on
Spend all of their money
And I'm long, gone
I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
I'm a bad, bad, boy
And I'm gonna steal your love
Come take me to your house
Then I'm gonna rip you off

I've got tastes for fast cars
I don't wanna settle down
The good life sure comes easily
With all the mugs around
The women they just come to me
I dont have to look around
I move into their homes with them
Then I move on
Im a bad, bad, boy
And Im gonna steal your love
Im a bad, bad, boy
Im gonna steal your love
Come take me to your house
Then I'm gonna rip you off
Im a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, boy
I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm such a, such a bad, bad boy
I'm gonna rip you off
Just take control of your mind
I'm a bad, bad, boy
I'm gonna steal your love
I'm a bad, bad, boy
I'm gonna steal your love
I'm gonna rip you off
Just take control of the time
I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
You know I'm a bad boy
I'm so bad.....

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Ray Davies

Names

Food and Drink

Country/Nature

Places

Colours

Money

Rock

2003

She was sick and tired of country life.
A little country home,
A little country folk,
Made her blood run cold.
Now her mother pines her heart away,
Looking for her child in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.

Frailest, purest girl the world has seen,
According to her Ma, according to her Pa,
And everybody said,
That she knew no sin and did no wrong,
Till she walked the streets of the big black smoke,
Of the big black smoke.

Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys,
And every penny she had
Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes.

She took all her pretty coloured clothes,
And ran away from home
And the boy next door,
For a boy named Joe.
And he took her money for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.

In the big black smoke.
In the big black smoke.

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Ray Davies

Names

Food and Drink

Country/Nature

Colours

Money

Places

Rock

Pop

1966

She was sick and tired of country life.
A little country home,
A little country folk,
Made her blood run cold.
Now her mother pines her heart away,
Looking for her child in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.

Frailest, purest girl the world has seen,
According to her Ma, according to her Pa,
And everybody said,
That she knew no sin and did no wrong,
Till she walked the streets of the big black smoke,
Of the big black smoke.

Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys,
And every penny she had
Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes.

She took all her pretty coloured clothes,
And ran away from home
And the boy next door,
For a boy named Joe.
And he took her money for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.

In the big black smoke.
In the big black smoke.

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Harry McClintock

Food and Drink

Dreams

Happiness

Weather

Country/Nature

Places

Money

Country and Western

Folk

1928

One evening as the sun went down,
And the jungle fire was burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said boys I'm not turning,
I'm headed for a land that's far away,
Beside the crystal fountain,
So come with me we'll go and see,
The big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes,
And you sleep out every night.
Where the boxcars all are empty,
And the sun shines every day,
On the birds and bees and the cigarette trees,
The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
All the cops have wooden legs,
and the bulldogs all have rubber teeth,
And the hens lay soft boiled eggs.
The farmers trees are full of fruit,
And the barns are full of hay,
Well I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow,
where the rain don't flow and the wind don't blow,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
You never change your socks,
and the little streams of alcohol,
Come a tricklin' down the rocks.
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind,
There's a lake of stew and a whisky too,
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
The jails are made of tin,
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain't no short handled shovels,
No axes, saws, or picks.
I'm a-going to stay where ya sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk who invented work
In the big rock candy mountains.

I'll see you all this comin' fall
In the big rock candy mountains.

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Harry McClintock

Dreams

Happiness

Weather

Country/Nature

Places

Money

Metal

Folk

2000

One evening as the sun went down,
And the jungle fire was burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said boys I'm not turning,
I'm headed for a land that's far away,
Beside the crystal fountain,
So come with me we'll go and see,
The big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes,
And you sleep out every night.
Where the boxcars all are empty,
And the sun shines every day,
On the birds and bees and the cigarette trees,
The lemonade springs where the bluebird sings,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
All the cops have wooden legs,
and the bulldogs all have rubber teeth,
And the hens lay soft boiled eggs.
The farmers trees are full of fruit,
And the barns are full of hay,
Well I'm bound to go where there ain't no snow,
where the rain don't flow and the wind don't blow,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
You never change your socks,
and the little streams of alcohol,
Come a tricklin' down the rocks.
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind,
There's a lake of stew and a whisky too,
You can paddle all around 'em in a big canoe,
In the big rock candy mountains.

In the big rock candy mountains,
The jails are made of tin,
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain't no short handled shovels,
No axes, saws, or picks.
I'm a-going to stay where ya sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk who invented work
In the big rock candy mountains.

I'll see you all this comin' fall
In the big rock candy mountains.

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Ray Charles

Money

Sadness

Blues

R&B/Soul

1955

Ah, let me tell you people
About this Blackjack game
It's caused me nothing but trouble
And I've only myself to blame

Hey hey hey, yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get now
Lord, Blackjack takes it away from me

My friends don't come around me
Because I've been so blind
I can't even borrow a nickle
Now I've almost lost my mind

Hey hey hey, yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get
Lord, Blackjack takes it away from me

I sat there with two tens
I thought I'd have some fun
The dealer hit sixteen with a five
Just enough to make twenty one

Hey hey hey, yeah yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get
Yeah, Blackjack takes it away from me

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Paul Simon

Places

Money

Sadness

Folk

1964

Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank
Like a shroud it covers Bleecker Street
Fills the alleys where men sleep
Hides the shepherd from the sheep

Voices leaking from a sad cafe
Smiling faces try to understand
I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand
On Bleecker Street

A poet reads his crooked rhyme
Holy, holy is his sacrament
Thirty dollars pays your rent
On Bleecker Street

I head a church bell softly chime
In a melody sustainin'
It's a long road to Caanan
On Bleecker Street
Bleecker Street

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Eumir Deodato

Floyd Hills

James Moore

Larry Smith

Melvin Lee Barcliffe

Robert Bell

Robert Ford

Robert Mickens

Ronald Bell

Russell Simmons

Timothy Clayton

Timothy Mosley

Timothy Mosley

Body

Money

Pop

Hip Hop

2008

Clap ya hands everybody, if you got what it takes
I'm timbo and I want you to know that these are the brakes

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey, get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Let me tell ya
You got me feigning for your body parts
You said you lonely and you need it bad
Come and see me when you wanna start
And where we going you don't have to ask

[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting

I know a quiet place where we can talk
Girl, relax and let me do my thing
Baby I don't wanna to break your heart
I just want to make you say my name

[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting

I'm a chick nigga (heart with a man)? fo sho
In the back of my mind, girl you infidel
Even though you a skunk?, I'm a fan of chest
Role play you the best, you supply the sex
Yes, I'm a fein of your hole
One hit of you, when I lose control
I look in your eyes, I can see yo soul
Bankroll in the hole for you to cause and go

[Chorus:]
Come in my cipher with that blunt in the air
Let me seduce you, let me play in your hair
I see that you're hyper, let's take it upstairs
Hey girl! Let's have a meeting, a meeting

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Hey! Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Get ya back up off the wall
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Meeting's ajourned
Huh, the meeting's just begun
Watch this

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Jerry Leiber

Mike Stoller

Baby/Children

Time

Money

Rock 'n' Roll

Latin

Pop

1991

I said, "Take it easy, baby
I worked all day and my feet feel just like lead
You got my shirt tails flyin' all over the place
And the sweat poppin' out of my head"

She said, "Hey, bossa nova baby
Keep on workin' for this ain't no time to quit"
She said, "Go, bossa nova baby keep on dancin'
I'm about to have myself a fit"
Bossa nova, bossa nova

I said, "Hey little mama, let's sit down
Have a drink and dig the band"
She said, "Drink, drink, drink oh, fiddle-de-dink
I can dance with a drink in my hand"

She said, "Hey bossa nova baby
Keep on workin' for this ain't no time to drink"
She said, "Go bossa nova baby
Keep on dancin', 'cause I ain't got time to think"
Bossa nova, bossa nova

I said, "Come on baby, it's hot in here
And it's oh so cool outside
If you lend me a dollar, I can buy some gas
And we can go for a little ride"

She said, "Hey bossa nova baby
Keep on workin' for I ain't got time for that"
She said, "Go bossa nova baby
Keep on dancin' or I'll find myself another cat"
Bossa nova, bossa nova
Bossa nova, bossa nova

Bossa nova, bossa nova
Bossa nova, bossa nova

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Bobby Darin

Country/Nature

Money

Animals

Rock

Folk

1968

I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there he sat
He said excuse me, buddy, but I've been readin' your news
And I'm sorry to say that I'm a little confused
You bein' human, well you'd know where it's at

He said I read where this old world's gonna fold
And all on account of a think called gold
And that's somethin' hard for us frogs to understand
Now you're lookin' at me like I'm kinda funny
But where I live we don't have no money
So we want to be hip to the happ'nin's here on land

Now I thought I was stoned so I started walkin'
I mean whoever heard of a bullfrog talkin'
But then I realized I hadn't been grazin' in no grain
So I figured I'd tell him just what I thought
'bout how gold was sold and how gold was bought
And he'd understand our world when I explained

I said it all started a long time ago
When the people first learned to reap and sow
They got all the things they needed right out of the earth
Like how many leaves and how many trees
Would it take to cover up the anatomies
And that's how you figured how much a suit of clothes was worth

Well then man he learned how to milk a cow
And how to till the soil with a stone blade plow
And he kept so busy he never had time to do you harm
Then he'd take his produce and all that milk
And go into town and trade them for silk
So his woman she'd look sharp down at the farm

Well the bullfrog let out a belly croak
Like I'd told him some kind of a joke
And he said I think you're jivin' me my man (what me?)
I said I know it sounds kinda mystifyin'
But the truth of the matter is I ain't lyin'
I mean I ain't talkin' no bullfrog, you understand?

He said now don't get upset I'm not naggin' you
You just go ahead, go ahead and continue
And I'll be quiet and try to understand
He said I know about trees and leaves and plants
And milk and silk and the farmer's romance
But what's this thing the call supply and demand?

I said well I grow cotton and you grow corn
And you find your dungarees are all worn
And me well I got to have somethin' to eat
You see? So I make you some brand new threads
And now you bake me some fresh corn bread
Pretty soon we'll have shops across the street

Well this didn't work, or so we've been told
And at that time they didn't know about gold
So they all agreed they'd measure their goods in salt
Well that idea had an early endin'
'cause they were eatin' more than they were spendin'
And besides, whoever heard of keepin' salt in a vault

Well folks said gold was the thing to use
To pay for stuff like from ships to shoes
But it weighed too much and it looked too good to spend
So round about sixteen hundred and ninety
Somebody started usin' foldin' money
And that's the tale, my friend, from end to end

Well I thought it was a damn good explanation
I mean a real attempt at communication
And I only had me schoolin' up until the time I was ten
But the bullfrog right before he
hopped away
Well I could have sworn I heard him say
Your world is still in the tadpole stage my friend

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Buddy DeSylva

Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

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Baby/Children

Showtunes

1929

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Buddy DeSylva

Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

Baby/Children

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Showtunes

1945

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Buddy DeSylva

Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

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Jazz

Showtunes

1951

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

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Jazz

Showtunes

1990

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

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Children/Novelty

Showtunes

1929

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Buddy DeSylva

Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

Baby/Children

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Showtunes

1967

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Lew Brown

Ray Henderson

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Jazz

Showtunes

1947

Listen, big boy, now that you got me made
Goodness but I'm afraid
Somethin's gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy, you gotta be hooked and how
I would die if I should lose you now

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Eat an apple every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Wear your flannel underwear
When you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Button up your overcoat
When the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me, boop, boop-a-doop

When you sass a traffic cop
Use diplomacy
Just take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your bankroll

Keep the spoon out of your cup
When you're drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

Don't sit on hornet's tails, ooh, ooh
Or on nails, ooh, ooh
Or third rails, ooh, ooh
You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum

Keep away from bootleg hooch
When you're on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me

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Fred Wise

Randy Starr

Body

Food and Drink

Numbers

Money

Animals

Rock 'n' Roll

Pop

1964

Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way
Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way

Now the show you're going to see is strictly high-class
There'll be ten hula dancers shaking their grass
So step right up and put your money down
This way to Carny Town

We got a man so skinny, you can see his bones
We play on his ribs like a xylophone
With a pair of spoons, we get a rockin' song
You'll hear it all in Carny Town

Hurry, hurry, hurry, the house is almost full
We got a two-headed cow and that's no bull

There's a man who swallows swords and he never gets hurt
He eats razor blades for dessert
He's just about the sharpest guy around
You'll see him here in Carny Town

Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way
Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way
Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way
Aha ha, hurry, hurry step this way

Aha ha, I say we're gonna win
I said hurry up.

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