From: Pershin Artem 

    Me and Bobby McGEE (Kristofferson - Foster) 1969

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, Headin' for the trains, Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans, Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, Took as all the way to New Orleans, I took my harpoon out of my dirty, red bandana And was blowin' sad while Boddy sang the blues; With them windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby clappin' hands We fin'ly sang up ev'ry song that driver knew. Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose, And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues, And, buddy, that was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, And every night she kept me from the cold; Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find. Amd I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday, Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose, And nothin' left is all she left for me. Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues, And, buddy, that was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. .

    Little girl blue (Lorenz Hart-Richard Rodgers) 1935

Sit there, count your fingers, What else, what else is there to do? And I know how you feel, I know you feel that You're through, Sit there and count, oh, count your little fingers, my unhappy, oh, little girl, Little Girl Blue. Sit there, oh, count those raindrops you see fallin' down Oh, honey, all around on you, Honey, don't you know it's time, oh, that it's time Somebody told you, 'cause you got to know That all you ever gonna have to count on, Or gonna want to lean on, It's gonna feel just like those raindrops too When they're fallin' down all around you.

    Janis (Joe McDonald) 1967,1970

Into my life on waves of electrical sound and flashing light she came Into my life with the twist of a dial The wave of her hand The warmth of her smile And even though I know that you and I could never find The kind of love we wanted together alone I find myself missing you and I You and I it's not very often that something special happens and you (you and I) happen to be that something special for me amd walking on grass where we relied and laughed in the moonlight. I find myself thinking up. Into my eye come visions of patterns Designs the image of her I see. Into my mind the smell of her hair The sound of her voice - we once were there. And even though I know that you and I could never find The kind of love we wanted together alone. I find myself missing you - and I - you and I - you.

    aybe (Richard Barret) 1958

Maybe. Oh, If I could pray and I try, dear, you might come back to me, home to me. Maybe if I could ever hold your little hand, Oh, you might understand. Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, dear, I guess I might of done somethin' wrong and I'd be glad to admit it. Oh, come on, home to me. Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, When I know that it just doesn't ever seem to matter, baby Honey, when I go, out or what I'm tryin' to do, Can't you see I'm still left here, An' I'm holdin' on in needin' you. Please, please, please, please, Oh, won't you reconsider, baby. Now come on, I said, come back, Honey, come back to me. Maybe, dear. Oh, maybe, maybe, maybe, ah, Let me help you, Show me how. Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, Maybe, maybe, maybe, Maybe, maybe, maybe.

    BALL AND CHAIN (W.M.Thornton) 1968

Sittin' down by my window, honey, lookin' out at the rain, Oh, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window, Baby, lookin' out at the rain, Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, and if felt just like a ball and chain. An' I say oh uh-huh tell me Why, why does ev'ry little thing I hold on to go wrong? An' I say oh why does ev'rything, ev'rything... Here you're gone today, I wanted to love you, I just wanted to hold you, I said, for so long. Love's got a hold on me, baby Feels like a ball and chain. Love's just draggin' me down, baby Feels like a ball and chain. I hope there's someone that could tell me Why the man I love wanna leave me in so much pain. Yeah, maybe you could help me... And I say oh, oh, oh Now Honey, tell me why Tell me...........why When I ask you Honey, I need to know why C'mon, tell me why Here you're gone today I wanted to love you and hold you Till the day I die And I say oh, oh, oh Now honey Oh, oh, it ain't fair, it ain't fair what you do Oh, oh, it ain't fair what you do Here you're gone today and all I ever wanted to do Was love you. Sittin' down by my window Lookin' out at the rain, Lord, Lord, Lord, Sittin' down by my window Lookin' out at the rain, Lord, Lord, Lord, Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me And it felt just like a ball and chain. Oh, oh, this can't be in vain Oh, oh, this can't be in vain, not in vain I'm hopin' somebody can tell me, tell me why... Why love is like a ball and chain. Oh, oh, this can't be in vain

    PIECE OF MY HEART (Bert Berns - Jerry Ragovoy) 1967

Come on, come on, come on, come on, Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man, Oh yeah, Didn't I give you ev'rything that a woman possibly can. But each time I tell myself that I, Well, I think I've had enough, But I'm gonna show you, baby, That a woman can be tough. So come on, come on, come on, come on, Take another little piece of my heart now baby, Break it! Break another little piece of my heart, honey, Have a! Have another little piece of my heart now baby, You know you got it if it makes you feel good. You're out on the streets lookin' good And deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain't right, And you never listen to me, Hear me when I cry at night. But each time I tell myself that I, Well, I can't stand the pain, But when you hold me in your arms I say it once again. I said... .

    TRY (Just A Little Bit Harder) (Jerry Ragovoy - Chip Taylor) 1968

Try, try, try just a little bit harder So I can love, love, love you, I tell myself Well, I'm gonna try, yeah, just a little bit harder So I won't lose, lose, lose you to nobody else. Well, I don't care how long it's gonna take me, But if it's a dream I don't want, No, I don't really want it, If it's a dream I don't want nobody to wake me. Yeah, I'm gonna try, yeah, just a little bit harder Yeah, I'm gonna try, yeah, just a little bit harder Yeah, I'm gonna try, yeah, just a little bit harder So I can give, give, give you ev'ry bit of my soul. Yeah, I'm gonna try, yeah, just a little bit harder So I can show, show, show you my love with no control I've waited so long for someone so fine I ain't gonna lose my chance (No, I ain't gonna lose it) Ain't gonna lose my chance to make him mine, oh mine Yeah, I'm gonna try (to fade) . TRUST ME (Bobby Womack) 1967 Trust in me, baby, give me time, gimme time, gimme time. I heard somebody say oh, The older the grape, sweeter the wine, sweeter the wine. Oh, my love is like a seed, baby, just needs time now to grow. It's growin' stronger day by day, that's the price you've got to pay. Trust in me, baby, give me time, gimme time, please, a little more time, takes a road runner just a little bit oh longer, dear, Oh, to make up my mind, I gotta make up my mind, Oh, my love is like a seed, baby, just needs time to grow, It's growin' stronger day by day, that's the price we both got to pay. I gotta know, know that I'm ready Oh, ready to settle down, 'Cause I think too much of your lovin', baby, I don't wanna mess your life around! So if you love me like you tell me that you do, dear, you shouldn't mind pay'n the price, any price, any price. Love is s'posed to be a special kinda thing Make anybody want to sacrifice. Oh, my love is like a seed, baby, just needs time to grow, It's growin' stronger day by day. That's the price we both got to pay. Trust in me, baby, Trust in me, baby, Trust in my love, in my heart, Keep the faith, baby, keep the faith in me, dear, in my arms, in my love. Don't turn your face away from me, dear. . MERCEDES-BENZ (J. Joplin - M. McClure) I'd like to do a song of a great social and political import. It goes like this: Oh lord, won't you buy me a mercedes benz? My friends all drive porsches I must make amends Worked so hard all my life-time No help from my friends So oh, lord, won't you buy me a mercedes benz? Oh, lord, won't you buy me a color TV? Dialing for dollars is tryin' to find me I wait for delivery each day untill three So, lord, won't you buy me a color TV? Oh, lord, won't you buy me a night on the town? I'm countin' on you, lord Please don't let me down Prove that you love me And buy the next round Oh, lord, won't you buy me a night on the town? Oh lord, won't you buy me a mercedes benz? My friends all drive porsches I must make amends Worked so hard all my life-time No help from my friends So oh, lord, won't you buy me a mercedes benz? That's all...

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