Marianne, marianne With your voice like silver strings ringing And sounds of laughter and singing Keep repeating, marianne, marianne Marianne, marianne
Our chemical devotions of the night Bring endless labyrinths of vines to light Your silent spell won?t bring you home tonight You couldn?t open up your
FLANDYKE SHORE (Trad; arr;Gil Goldstein-Traditional, arranged by Peter Webster) I went unto my own love's chamber window, Where I had often been before
I am walking through Rome with my heart on a string Dear God, please help me And I am so very tired of doing the right thing Dear God, please help me
In Germany before the war There was a man who owned a store In nineteen hundred thirty four In Dusseldorf And every night at five o nine He'd cross the
There's a place for us Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and open air Wait for us somewhere There's a time for us Some day a time for us Time
The warden who led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom I stood up to say, goodbye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he
I'm tired, so tired, I can hardly stand I can't breathe in the air in this city tonight It's taken everything I had to give And now I just wanna get out
Born in 1938, a good year for the Reich She could not participate, she didn't have the right For she was fatherless in the fatherland Now it's 1966,
There's been a lot of talk around That you've been seen with a certain party And now I'm so afraid I'm losing you Oh baby, don't tell me you don't want
My father promised me roses My mother promised me storms My father taught me to use my mind My mother taught me scorn He touches me lightly with his
My young love said to me, "My brothers won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" Then she turned her head to me and this she did
In my solitude you haunt me With memories of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair And filled with
The wild mountain thyme that grows around my door Has grown there for two score years or more And I've grown weary waiting for love to say "Come my way
only trying to please I never got any royalties oh no, not me I'm still sliding through life on charm Sliding through life on charm If Marianne was born
Down by the Salley Gardens My love and I did meet. She passed the Salley Gardens With little snow white feet. She bid me take life easy As the leaves
Someone saw you by the waterside Nothing you can do will change her This is not the time for secrets Save your breath It's time for sex with strangers
There is a house in New Orleans, They call it the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin Of many poor girl, And me, oh God, I'm one. If I had listened To
