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This Rose that I'm telling of is the one you all should see She's a beauty like the Texas rose, the rose of Tennessee They come in to the tavern, they come in hour by hour They know that Rose will wait on them, she's the Rose behind the bar. This Tuesday is her birthday, the third day of the month Every year it happens only once This Rose has a bud now, they get along very fine He's the one that she has married and his name is Buddy Pine. Happy Birthday to Bud's Rose,and everything go fine I'll never call you Rose no more, you belong to Buddy Pine. (inst) Every year it happens only once. This Rose has a bud now, they get along very fine He's the one that she has married and his name is Buddy Pine. Happy Birthday to Bud's Rose, everything go fine I'll never call you Rose no more, you belong to Buddy Pine. -Phillip A. Daugherty sung by Frank Keating (aka Rodd Keith), Preview 1704

I don't know who I am or where I want to go I don't know what I want to be How many things I should know. I only know that I'm afraid I should say I'm shy I know I'll never make it 'cause I'm afraid to try. Yea, yea, that's me, that's me. Not knowing where I want to go Now knowing what I want to be Yea, yea, that's me, that's me Yea, that's me, that's me. I don't know if I'm gifted Though many think it's true But how can I accomplish what I'm afraid to do Take my fear and make me, Lord, more tolerant and strong And let me help out others by singing my life song Yea, yea, that's me, that's me. Not knowing where I want to go Now knowing what I want to be Yea, yea, that's me, that's me Yea, that's me, that's me. Sometimes I like to take myself and give me a great big shake cuz i know I can make it if only I keep up pace Miles away from nowhere, I sit daydream so Never predetermine to let my talent

I love to fly the skyways high up in the blue Higher, always higher to be nearer to you For every day I'm earthbound you seem so far away But when my plane turns skyward heaven comes my way Someday I'll be taking off with angels for a crew I'll meet you at God's airport to be again with you -Virgil E. Miller sung by Gene Marshall, Preview 1748

If you think I've had it, you're quite right I just found out you're not my type You like to go but on the town Come home drunk and play the clown I'm supposed to take your guff but I tell you, girl, I've had enough I like to do things you don't do and friends I have don't care for you. All you love is a dollar bill and chances are you always will Although I know there will be sorrow I'm gonna see the lawyer tomorrow. If you think I've had it, you're quite right I just found out you're not my type You like to go but on the town Come home drunk and play the clown All the years now I found out that a happy heart can't live in doubt You really tore it yesterday Now it don't matter what you say. Hey, I've had it once and for all Don't visit me, don't even call You're not my type, you never were I'll find one though and live for her. So if you think I've had it, you're quite right I just found out you're not

Burmese land is like monkey land a bothersome, troublesome place Burmese land is like monkey land Listen, I'll tell you so The affluent government told the people when ten o'clock strikes nine Don't make a noise, don't make a nuiscance Let the people sleep Let the people sleep If a permit you should get, you can make a noise If anyone asks, you can say a permit we have got. Always it's this feast, always it's that feast Chinese, Burmese, Indian Dun-dun-dun, dang dang dang Boom boom boom, bang bang bang A permit we have got A permit we have got. Burmese land is like monkey land a bothersome, troublesome place Burmese land is like monkey land to the lunatic asylum I'm going. Burmese land is like monkey land a bothersome, troublesome place Burmese land is like monkey land to the lunatic asylum I'm going. - L. Hazlewood sung by Cara Stewart, Air 5077

C'mon baby, now is our chance Let's make it for the floor and show them how to dance We'll start right down doing the Twist and even give them more than this And now we'll do the hanky panky that we always do, to see if the crowd can do it too And then for a change of pace we'll make it with the Clam before they close in and we must scram! Turn on, baby, turn on once more so everyone will know what we started for. -Jim Gross sung by Mike Thomas, Tin Pan Alley 39-494

All the world is ready for a change of pace Musically it wants to quit this crazy race And to quit that beat that jangles on your nerves We want strains with some reserve While the beat we hear is loud and full of bang And the notes are harsh and words are full of slang We don't want that hair that flies while beats they serve We want strains with some reserve Strains that linger and that have some tone Strains that come out through a saxaphone Strains that tinkle on the ivory keys Soft and lovely melodies Turn the page to where we were in those good days As I play the music like the Sammy Kayes This is what today we want and do deserve! We want strains with some reserve Let's have songs that keep a steady beat Songs that do not jangle and repeat Songs that linger in the memory And are full of melody Notes and words and beats and everything we get Makes us tense and keeps the mind and thoughts upset It's the time to quit and do the ole gay swerve (?) We want strains with so

Little stars appear each night to end a gloomy day But in every dream that's bright you return to stay Among my memories I count these many years that I so treasure The only pleasure throughout the lonely years Among my memories there are many dreams of old that bring you so near and to me, so dear, they mean much more than gold Darling, how much I realize I'm in a dreamer's paradise but just the same to remember it's a treasure full of splendor. Little stars appear each night to end a gloomy day But in every dream that's bright you return to stay Little stars appear each night to end a gloomy day But in every dream that's bright you return to stay Among my memories my heart is sad but then I'll always love you Live my dreams through until we meet again Little stars appear each night to end a gloomy day But in every dream that's bright you return to stay -Jacob Sallo sung by The Downtowners, Preview 1547

You're just a star, a star just alone You're just a star up there alone But still you mean the world to me You're just a star up there alone But you hold such sweet memory Twinkle twinkle little star in a world of your own So close and yet so far a star alone And as your twinkling glows more bright I make my wish to you, little star, tonight. And as your twinkling glows more bright I think I see your smiling face throughout the dark and cloudy night Oh how I long for your embrace Twinkle twinkle little star in a world of your own So close and yet so far a star alone And as your twinkling glows more bright I make my wish to you, little star, tonight. Whenever you are sad and blue and feel like you cannot go on Just build your dreams up on the stars the star that always shines alone Twinkle twinkle little star in a world of your own So close and yet so far a star alone And as your twinkling glows more bright I make my wish to you, little star, tonight. Little star tonight. -

Have you ever smelled a quince as you held it in your hand? Seen grape jam on the cellar shelf when nature blessed the land? Braided bulbs of garlic and onions hanging way up high I remember country life. Smell the sage and bay blowing in the autumn wind Apples' red can wither where they have been skinned [Housers?] slow to pull at the frost on the grass This is country life. Ice was on the pond but it's never long to stay Sunlight stretches on the hills and fills the sky above The quince you're holding in your hand is warm as mother's love This is country life. Have you ever seen the crops grow tall as you waited day by day? Or have you felt the cold of winter as the flowers fade away? There's no place I've ever been to could fill my heart so full I remember country life. - Gail Dobrywada sung by Rodd Keith, Preview 1257

The busy movements of the crowd and the traffic gets so loud I must escape society I must escape society Life's too short now as it stands It speeds up with production Like the race for space with other lands If you ask me, it's destruction! It's destruction I must find me a slower pace Living's just a steady race I must escape society I must escape society I return to the woods each morn searching where the sun has torn from the limb of every little tree that's the place I love to see I love to see A place where war is never found where peace is the only sound I must escape society I must escape society (inst) I return to the woods each morn searching where the sun has torn from the limb of every little tree that's the place I love to see I love to see A place where war is never found where peace is the only sound I must escape society I must escape society - Calvin Cole, Jr. sung by Rodd Keith (credited as Ron Davis), MSR LP 203: Musical Gems

oooo make yourself comfortable oooo make yourself comfortable oooo make yourself comfortable, baby I've got some records to put you in the mood The phone is off the hook so no one can intrude I feel romantic and the record player's automatic, baby Sweetheart we hurried through our dinner, hurried through the dance We left before the picture show was through Why did we hurry through our dinner, hurry through the dance? To leave some time for this To hug-a-hug and kiss-a-kiss Now take off your shoesies, dear, I'll loosen up my tie I've got some kisses here, let's try one on for size I'll take the lights low while you make yourself comfortable, baby inst. break Sweetheart we hurried through our dinner, hurried through our dance We left before the picture show was through Why did we hurry through our dinner, hurry through the dance? To leave some time for this To hug-a-hug and kiss-a-kiss Now take off your shoeesies, dear, I'll loosen up my tie I've got some

  I say you better tell it to him as you told it to me Tell him that you lied, tell him it's not true We were going steady but not for long, we had a date or two I never loved you I told you I love someone else! All you wanted was a little fun but now what do you want to do? You'd better speak up, before you ruin my life Do you dig, girl? Do you dig, dig, girl? All we shared was a few kisses so you'd better tell it all to him Tell him what happened to me, don't tell a lie Do you dig girl? Do you dig, dig dig? Do you dig dig dig? Do you dig, girl, do you dig? (inst) All we shared was a few kisses so you'd better tell it all to him Tell him what happened to me, don't tell a lie DO you dig girl? Do you dig, dig girl? Do you dig dig girl do you dig, girl, do you dig? -Donaldson Alves sung by Gene Marshall, Preview 1642

Like New York City and throughout the land From Syracuse to Philadelphia Gold '52. Gold '56. From '52 to '72 Boys and girls, did we have fun! Some people said "Will this go on?" But the rock rolls on Alan Freed he played his records, man, and banged his beat on his turntable stand. He did not care what they would say Progress moved on and it was here to stay He found that beat, the rock and roll and let the rock roll on. Some people said it would not last but the rock rolls on! Mr. Dick Clark and Mr. Murray the K and all the great disc jocks in the USA From radio and on Bandstand the youngsters danced, and the elders too The beach stayed on but the rock rolled on! In dear old London city they rock and rolled It sure was pretty but the rock rolled on In Tokyo they took a stand to try to beat around Japan for the beat is gone but the rock rolls on! -Norridge Mayhams sung by Norris The Troubador, Seaboard Coastliners, Mayhams Collegiate LP 40904: "Our Centen

Babies were meant to love and to be loved forever And long (?) shall keep on growing, day in and day out with that glow of love that glows in each of your hearts From the first day that any of you see sights on each other love was there -Marion Hudak sung (uncredited) by Mary Kimmel, Halmark DRP-4019

Hey girls! Let me tell you about the old jive dude I've been going out with! You know what he told me?  He said "Honey, I can't take you out Saturday night, I've got some work now."  Saturday night I went out with some friends to a disco...and I was having a GOOD time. And guess who I bumped into? None other than that jive dude with another girl! You better believe I told him about himself! When I first met you, you were sweet as any man could be I believed in you, and baby you believed in me until the girls start saying "Oh gee, ain't he cute?" That's when you blew you're a double dealing dude You're a double dealing dude You're a double dealing dude and baby, I'll get even with you. You have double dealed me a hundred times but I just can't get you off my mind Remember the night you told my pa "I wanna be your son-in-law" until the girls start saying "Oh gee, ain't he cute?" That's when  you blew

Goodbye, my darling farewell, my true love where ever you're going I'll follow wherever my dreams let you go I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow where ever you go. Good luck, and God's blessing along life's long highway May the fates go along to guide you and bless you 'till we meet again To guide you and bless you and keep you Yes, to guide you and bless you and keep you Oh guide you and bless you and keep you on through the end. To hold you and kiss you and tell you and tell you hello. Goodbye, my darling farewell, my true love where ever you're going I'll follow wherever my dreams let me go I'll follow, yes, I'll follow, I'll follow I'l follow, darling, I'll follow where ever you go. I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow where ever you go. -Ladd Anthony Sutherland sung by The Silhouettes, Tin Pan Alley 354

You may be the right one for somebody else but to me you're my used-to-be I used to gaze in your eyes Believe all your lies I've been a fool but I'm getting wise Your love songs may sound good to somebody else You're a flirt, you'll be hurt, wait and see You may be the right one for somebody else but you're way out of tune for me. (sax solo) Your love songs may sound good to somebody else You're a flirt, you'll be hurt, wait and see You may be the right one for somebody else but you're way out of tune for me. -Gus Kondas sung by Sonny Marshall, Kondas 111

They'll envy me, when they see my date for the prom Glad I know, can't wait to show her to the other guys around They'll envy me when they see my real teenage queen She's the answer, the perfect dancer to every fellow's dream And when they choose a queen of the dance she'll have them all in a trance. The other cuties, with all their beauty won't even stand a chance. There's bound to be jealousy with her in my arms Oh I'm lucky, I'm oh so lucky, she's my date for the prom. (piano solo) And when they choose a queen of the dance she'll have them all in a trance. The other cuties, with all their beauty won't even stand a chance There's bound to be jealousy with her in my arms Oh I'm lucky, I'm oh so lucky, she's my date for the prom. She's my date to the prom. -Marguerita M. Baker sung by Gene Marshall, Preview 2004

Faces on rock, etched in effigy bold of the primitive man, with a story untold Faces on rock, all the fish in the sea of the beasts of the field, in a world that was free. History's not lost, caricature here in stone Nor is man's past completely unknown Faces on rock, of the great speckled bird God gave man to eat from the buffalo herd. Faces on rock, of the fish in the sea of the beasts of the field, in a world that was free. Faces on rock, of the great speckled bird God gave man to eat from the buffalo herd. - Dorothy Mann, Queen of the West, Lebanon, Ore. sung by Rod Rogers, Film City 2044

This life is full of disappointment They come my way most every day This life is full of disappointment I have to pray, I have to pray. Now your life may be a life of ease But my life calls me to my knees For many things that guard my way I have to pray, I have to pray. This life is full of disappointment They come my way most every day This life is full of disappointment I have to pray, I have to pray. You may look outside on some sad day and see your clear sky turn to grey Yes life's uncertain then you'll find I have to pray, I have to pray When sickness or death come to your home You'll feel you're so alone Just bow your head, these words to say I have to pray, I have to pray I have to pray, I have to pray. -Alice Britton sung by Judy Layne, Preview 1030

You hear a lot of talk these days of missiles in the sky, of objects come from outer space, and saucers flying by I don't know if there's truth in this but there's one thing I know There's saucers flying 'round my house, that wife of mine can throw Last week I told her I would have to sit up with a friend who came down with a fever and the evening I must spend but somehow she got wise to me; her friend Jane tipped her off and as I stepped in side the door, some thing came flying (by?) Flying saucers, flying saucers if I should ever come in late at night Flying saucers, flying saucers I've stopped a dozen saucers in their flight. I told her that her mother could not come to visit us We argued and we argued, oh we had a frightful fuss I said if she comes in that door, I'll throw her out of here and just then as I turned around I got one on the ear I guess we're just like Jigs (?) and Maggie, born to fight like this The other day I came in and I offered her

Well a spaceship landed in a pasture Out jumped the teenie weenie man Walked up to a horse, said "take me to your leader" but the horse didn't understand and the horse said "Nay, nay" and the man said "nay nay" and the horse said "nay nay" Away flew the teenie weenie man. Well the spaceship landed in a mountains Out jumped the teenie weenie man Walked up to a goat, said "take me to your leader" but the goat didn't understand and the goat said "baa, baa" and the man said "baa baa" and the goat said "baa baa" Away flew the teenie weenie man. Well the spaceship flew all around, all around looking for someone with sense, trying to peacefully contact the Earth but the natives were too dense. Well the spaceship landed in a city Out jumped the teenie weenie man Walked up to a dog and said "take me to your leader" but the dog didn't understand and the dog said "ruff, ruff" and the ma

The swiftly moving hands of time have drawn you slowly down the line To other hearts and other days, you left me in this deep blue haze Looking through the night glass of love you never had a cause for doubt Whenever you were down and out I was there to cool your mind to help you leave your fears behind From emptiness I led you to love Now you've left a shattered sky The wind now catches tears I sigh but don't look back, babe - I'll be all right When sunrise pierces through the night, the morning sun just don't look right I haven't made my mind away I'm still awake to face the day Wondering why you said farewell I tried to keep you satisfied, to build your ego and your pride I've given all I had to you There's nothing left to see me through The past is no place for me to dwell Now the light is turning dim You think your future lies with him so don't look back, babe - I'll be all right. In the silence I'll look on, down the highway where you&#

 Friday night is when the moon is shining bright and all the people gather round just to hear the funky sound This is just a funky, funky town. Friday night is when the moon is shining bright and all the people gather round just to hear the funky sound This is just a funky, funky town. Where all the people come to get down on a Friday night when the moon is bright I get my lady and party down. Friday night is when the moon is shining bright and all the people gather round just to hear the funky sound This is just a funky, funky town. (inst) Where all the people come to get down on a Friday night when the moon is bright I get my lady and party down. Friday night is when the moon is shining bright and all the people gather round just to hear the funky sound This is just a funky, funky town. -Willie Justice III sung by Ralph Lowe, Columbine LP CRH-214: The Now Sounds Of Today

Run, devil, run We don't want our Earth to be ruined We don't want our Earth to be burnt There is a power higher up that is watching So run, you old devil, run We don't want our world war-torn and weary We don't want our children on drugs There is a power higher up that is watching So run, you old devil, run Run, devil, run We won't let you turn Earth into your playground Full of fighting, hatred, murder and greed. There is a power higher up that is watching So run, you old devil, run We don't want our air polluted We don't want our Earth filled with trash There is a power higher up that is watching So run, you old devil, run Run, run, run you old devil, run you old devil, run fast! (inst) Run, devil, run We won't let you turn Earth into your playground Full of fighting, hatred, murder and greed. There is a power higher up that is watching So run, you old devil, run We don't want our air polluted We don't want our Earth filled with trash There is

Darling, please don't put your hands on me for which I'll cry. Darling, I tried to help you but please darling, don't put your hands on me. Many nights I cried for you Don't put your hands on me. You were so sweet the night we met but don't put your hands on me. You went out with this one and that one Don't put your hands on me. You went out and you had your fun Darling, don't put your hands on me (sax solo) Many nights I cried for you. Don't put your hands on me. You were so sweet the night we met but don't put your hands on me. You went out with this one and that one Don't put your hands on me. You went out and you had your fun Darling, don't put your hands on me. -John O'Conner Sung by Norm Burns, music by Lew Tobin, Sterling 270

My sugar pie When you come 'round Just the nearness of you Makes my heart start flopping around There's no blue day When you're in town Just the sight of you Makes my heart start flopping around When your sweet lips Come close to mine Seems to give me such thrill That knocks me plum-stone blind Your brand of love Like none I've found It's the way you kiss Makes my heart start flopping around (inst) When your sweet lips Come close to mine Seems to give me such thrill That knocks me plum-stone blind Your brand of love Like none I've found It's the way you kiss Makes my heart start flopping around  -Walter Greenlaw sung by Jo An Auborn, credited as "The Mystery Girl" , originally released on Brosh 500 .  Re-pressed*  (with a different b-side) in 1966 on Preview Records under the name Kris Arden. (* - i assume it's a re-pressing.  I own the Preview)

I want to go where there's ugly women Pretty women just don't like me And the feeling sure is mutual So give me some plain-Jane And if you know of a city Where the women ain't too pretty Tell me where and I'll be there 'cuz that's my nitty-gritty. See those two that just walked in? Would you do me a favor? Go on, take the pretty one! That dog is what I savor (woof woof!) I know you think I'm crazy But you can have your beauty queens I just want to drink my beer And have a girl that I can get near. I don't want no shallow-Shel Some doll I have to sell (i'm a lady!) Give me women who can care They make for a fine affair Hey just a minute, I heard that "pigman" stuff I don't mind no label I heard you yelling "Sooie!" so just sit there at your table Go ahead, take the pretty one More power to ya! I bet your sisters are pretty And to me that's just a pity (solo) See those two that just walked in? Would you do me a favor? Go on,