| Dance Little Jean (Ibbotson) Played a wedding for the money, and I wish I could've told the bride and groom just what I think of marriage, what's in store after the honeymoon. I was rumbling through the verses 'bout how men and women ought to live apart, how the promise never made cannot be broken and can never break a heart. Suddenly from out of nowhere this little girl came spinning across the floor, her crinolines were billowing beneath the skirt of calico she wore. As her joy fell on the honored guests, each one of them was drawn into her dream, and they laughed and stamped and clapped their hands and hollered at her "dance little Jean!" And they said dance little Jean, this day is for you. Two people that you love stood up to say I do. Dance little Jean, a prayer that you had was answered today, your mom is marrying your dad. Well, the cynic's heart just melted as I figure what this gift together meant And how it ended years of tears and sad confusion that the little girl had spent. They told the band to pack it up about the time the couple cut the cake, but we stayed and we played all night long for love and laughs and little Jeannie Sage. We played dance little Jean, this day is for you. Two people that you love stood up to say I do. And they said dance little Jean, this day is for you. Two people that you love stood up to say I do. Dance little Jean, a prayer that you had was answered today, your mom is marrying your dad. And they said dance little Jean, this day is for you. Two people that you love stood up to say I do. Dance little Jean, a prayer that you had was answered today, your mom is marrying your dad. Four Strong Winds (Tyson) Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high, all those things that don't change, come what may. Now our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for moving on, I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. Guess I'll go out to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall. Got some friends that I can go to working for. Still, I wish you'd change your mind, if I asked you one more time. But we've been through that a hundred times or more. Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high, all those things that don't change, come what may. Now our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for moving on, I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. If I get there before the snow flies, and if things are going good, you could meet me if I sent you down the fare. But by then it would be winter, nothing much for you to do, and the wind sure blows cold way out there. Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high, all those things that don't change, come what may. Now our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for moving on, I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. Yes, our good times are all gone, and I'm bound for moving on, I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. High Wind Blowin' (Armand/Chater) There's such a high wind blowing and it's snowing in my bed. Oh, baby, you started flowers growing where nothing grew instead. I need something to hide the failure of my garden and the way it grew. Oh, baby, I didn't know I could depend on you. It's such a high wind blowing, I won't get to sleep tonight. I think that warm wind feels all right. It's such a high wind blowing, I won't get to sleep at all. I feel like I'm gonna fall into your fine, high wind. You look like twilight falling on the ocean in the setting sun. Oh, baby, do you know what you have done? I feel like you have changed my mind about living the way I do. Oh, baby, I didn't know I could depend on you. It's such a high wind blowing, I won't get to sleep tonight. I think that warm wind feels all right. It's such a high wind blowing, I won't get to sleep at all. I feel like I'm gonna fall into your fine, high wind. It's A Sin To Tell A Lie (Mayhew) Be sure it's true when you say, I love you. It's a sin to tell a lie. Millions of hearts have been broken, Just because these words were spoken. I love you, Yes I do, I love you. If you break my heart I'll die. So be sure it's true, When you say I love you, it's a sin to tell a lie. Cross my heart, hope to die, I'll never, never ever tell another white lie. Took a little girl out on a date last night, Next to her Greta Gerty would have looked all right. Now I'm between the devil and the deep blue sea, cause I said "Baby you look good to me." I told her I loved her, but oh, how I lied, and now she's getting set to be my blushing bride. If she leads me to the altar, I'm sunk cause I can't tell the preacher I was drunk. So God have mercy on a "no account sinner," Give me one more chance to let another guy win her. Cross my heart and hope to die, I'll never, never, never, tell one more time, I'll never tell another white lie, do do di do do. Mr. Bojangles (Walker) Knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. He jumped so high, he jumped so high, then he'd lightly touch down. Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. Met him in a cell, in New Orleans it was, down and out. He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out. He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, slapped his leg and stared. He said his name, Bojangles, and he danced a lick across the cell. He grabbed his pants and took a stance and he jumped so high, he clicked his heels. He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh, shook his clothes all around. Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the South. He spoke in tears of 15 years how his dog and him, they traveled about. The dog up and died, he up and died. After 20 years he still grieves. He said, I dance now at every chance and honky-tonks for drinks and tips. But most the time I spend behind these county bars 'cause I drinks a bit. He shook his head now, he shook his head and I heard someone ask please, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, hey, Mr. Bojangles, dance. No One (Unknown) I came into this lovely city about three weeks ago today, and I've been trying to find someone that I can talk to, a friendly face to turn my way. I walk these streets in silent sorrow, I walk my feet into the ground, and all I see are cloudy, cold, suspicious faces, I swear to God it brings me down. Is there no one with a smile for me, no one with a hello in their eyes? Is there no one who will love me and help me through the dark and lonely night? The park's so green and full of flowers and lovers lying on the lawn. I wish I had a lady here that I could laugh with, sweet Jesus Christ, it hurts me so to be alone. Is there no one with a smile for me, no one with a hello in their eyes? Is there no one who will love me and help me through the dark and lonely night? Singing la la la la la la, Singing la la la la la la. This life is hard and full of trouble, it's painful just to live from day to day. But if you're weary and afraid don't turn away now, there's no reason why we have to feel this way. Is there no one with a smile for me, no one with a hello in their eyes? Is there no one who will love me and help me through the dark and lonely night? Singing la la la la la la, Singing la la la la la la. I just need someone to talk to. It hurts to be alone. I just need someone to laugh with. It hurts to be alone. I just want someone to love me. I need someone to talk to. And it hurts to be alone. Singing la la la la la la, Singing la la la la la la. Singing la la la la la la, Singing la la la la la la. Nobody Can Take My Dreams From Me (Danoff) There are minstrels and beggars - thorns in the side of the king. Sometimes they sleep in the daytime, come out in the night time and sing. They come into the castle, through whatever window they can find, they come into your mind. Dreams of flying, dreams of being free. No one can take my dreams from me. No one can take my dreams from me. You can bind me in chains, lock me up in a jailhouse to rot. And if you come to see me, you might think I'm there but I am not. They can sail into prison, find their way through any basement door, they can offer you more. Dreams of flying, dreams of being free. No one can take my dreams from me. No one can take my dreams from me. You can take my money, take my reputation, can even take my color TV, no one can take my dreams from me. No one can take my dreams from me. No one can take my dreams from me. On The Wings Of An Eagle (Unknown) Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free. I am one with wind and eagles, I am free. Given wings to sail in gracefulness, the sky, the sky. Given a voice to sing in breathlessness, I find that I can fly, fly away. I've been a long time on the highway, I've been a long time on the run. And it gets to be like chaos when I'm so long away from home. And sometimes it's just to much to bare and I hide behind my eyes. I can picture friendly faces and I can dream of friendly skies. And I guess that I'm a lucky one for the truth of what I know. For my heart had not denied me and I have somewhere to go. I shall never be a prisoner of steel and glass and stone. If I leave, I will return again to my Rocky Mountain home. Oh, my home is in the mountains, I am free, I am free. I am one with wind and eagles, I am free. Given wings to sail in gracefulness, the sky, the sky. Given a voice to sing in breathlessness, I find that I can fly, fly away. In the hands of my father, in the light of the sunshine. On the wings of an eagle, I'm flying again. I'm flying again, I'm flying again, I'm flying again, I'm flying again. Rita Ballou (Clarke) She could dance and slow you 'bout, shuffle to some cowboy hustle. How she made those trophy buckles shine, shine, shine. Wild-eyed in Mexican silver, tricking dumb old cousin Willard into thinking that he got her this time. Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you. Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. She's a rawhide roping velvet mixture, walking, talking Texas texture, high-timing, barroom fixture kind of a girl. She's a queen of the cowboys, look at old Willard grinning now, boys, you'd have thought there's less fools in this world. Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you. Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. Good luck Willard, and here's to ya, and here's to Rita, I hope she'll do ya right all night. But I wish I was a fool in your shoes. Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you. Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you. Lord, I wish I was in Texas, I would ride a bull for you. River (Armand/Gwinn) River, there are no stars in the city. Here, there is no telephone in the trees. Beautiful days fall on the water, and all I can do is write you a letter. River, it's cold here in the morning. Later, I can see it in your eyes. Wild and white, we follow the canyons. Quiet at night, we stare at the sky. Leaving you now will never change me. Running away will change the view. All I can see is the highway. River, you will carry me through the fire. Maybe you'll drown me in your arms. But if I die like that, it won't be like dying. When I rise again, the ashes are mine. Leaving you now will never change me. Running away will change the view. All I can see is the highway. All I can see is you. Rusty Green (Unknown) Rusty green, the summer's almost gone. I see winds clouding up the sun And I can't find my way, everything's gray. Rusty green eyes on my mind, memory someplace out of time All the things we would do, I still love you. It's a sad song to sing, painted rusty green. A green fading picture of spring. The Game Is Over (Denver/Bourtayre/Bouchety) Time, there was a time, you could talk to me without speaking. You would look at me and I'd know all there was to know. Days I think of you and remember the lies we told in the night. The love we knew, the things we shared when our hearts were beating together. Days that were so few full of love and you. Gone, the days are gone now, days that seem so wrong now. Life won't be the same without you to hold again in my arms to ease the pain. And remember when our love was a reason for living. Days that were so few full of love and you. The game is over. |
| Forever, John |