Barney McKenna

Ciaran Bourke

John Sheahan

Luke Kelly

Ronnie Drew

Baby/Children

Country/Nature

Places

Time

Numbers

folk

1967

And there was an old woman and she lived in the woods
A weila weila waila
There was an old woman and she lived in the woods
Down by the River Saile

She had a baby three months old
A weila weila waila
She had a baby three months old
Down by the River Saile

She had a penknife long and sharp
A weila weila waila
She had a penknife long and sharp
Down by the River Saile

She stuck the penknife in the baby`s heart
A weila weila waila
She stuck the penknife in the baby`s heart
Down by the River Saile

Three loud knocks came knocking on the door
A weila weila waila
Three loud knocks came knocking on the door
Down by the River Saile

"Are you the woman who killed the child?"
A weila weila waila
"Are you the woman who killed the child?"
Down by the River Saile

"Yes I'm the woman
Yes I'm the woman
Yes I'm the woman who killed the child"
A weila weila waila
"Yes I'm the woman who killed the child"
Down by the River Saile

They took her away and they hung her by the neck
A weila weila waila
They took her away and they hung her by the neck
Down by the River Saile

And that was the end of the woman in the woods
A weila weila waila
That was the end of the woman in the woods
Down by the River Saile

Femi Ojetunde

James B Moore

Kurtis Blow

Lawrence Smith

Robert Ford

Russell W Simmons

Baby/Children

Body

Food and Drink

Places

Time

Time

Numbers

Hip Hop

1999

This is goin out
To the whole wide westside
Know what Im sayin?
Yeah
Break it down for me
Steady mobbin (rock) rock on

I was just a young boy livin in the up city
Eastside compton, g
Back in the days when ice cube and eazy
Had every nigga talkin bout, boy, you cant fuck with me
Remember ice-t had the power (ooh, wee)
Hearin gunshot lickin by the hour
When too $hort bumpin every supersport
And taught us all how to ride for the west coast

To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
And wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on, it dont stop, wont stop
Cant stop the rideda
Thats why I put it down for the westside

Didnt seem that long ago (oh, no)
We were stealin forties out the liquor store (oh, no)
Mama started trippin, so its time to go
Out to the park with the locsters
Hah, everybody broke smokin roaches
Dj quik was da shit
Had every nigga claimin he was from the cpt
Ya remember
One time tried to clown
We had to burn this bitch on down

One time for my niggas in incarceration
I blaze a dime with you for havin lots of patience
Two times for my sisters at the county building
I got some westside love for all you ghetto children
Three times for my niggas that done passed away
I tip some gin for you and pray for better days
One day everythings gonna be fine
But until that day my only reply
Is westside till I die

To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
And wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on, it dont stop, wont stop
Cant stop, you could rideda
Got to give it up for the westside

From crenshaw to foothill boulevard
All I see is lowlows in mob cars, datins and five stars
All the true hoes is hittin switches with all the finest riches
Of course the bombest bitches, dont get it twisted
Ask me whats a real g
Show me a nigga scrappin back
Against the wall until his knuckles bleed (knuckles bleed)
Screamin death to all our enemies and those who dont believe
West coast livin be da shit to me

One time for my niggas in incarceration (ooh, yeah)
I blaze a dime with you for havin lots of patience
Two times for my sisters at the county building
I got some love for all you little ghetto children
Three times for my niggas that done passed away
I tip some gin for you and pray for better days
One day everythings gonna be fine
But until that day my only reply
Is westside till I die

To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day (all day), every day (every day)
Any damn day (any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on (goin on and on)
It dont stop (and on and on), wont stop
Cant stop, you could rideda
You got to give it up for the westside

To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at (whoa,whoa,whoa)
Throw your dubs in the air, wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day, every day (every day), any damn day (any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on (goin on and on)
It dont stop (and on and on), wont stop
(and on and on), cant stop
You could rideda
La, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da

To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day (all day), every day (every day)
Sny damn day (any damn day)
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on, it dont stop, wont stop
Cant stop, you could rideda
Tq gon give it up for the westside
To my peoples, if you wit me, where you at
Throw your dubs in the air
Wave em like you just dont care
From l.a. to the bay, what you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin on and on, it dont stop, wont stop
Cant stop, you could rideda
Got to give it up for the westside

Jay L Davis

Rod Stewart

Tony Brock

Body

Food and Drink

Love

Weather

Places

Numbers

Animals

Rock

Pop

1983

Can I tell you what you mean to mean
You're as central as the air I breathe
Almost impossible to believe that you're mine
You're like weekends all year long
under a hot Jamaican sun
You are a winner at a hundred to one
yes you are

Something you've got is something I need right now
You don't have to prove it no more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

One in a million oh so rare
a nightengale in Berkeley Square
and baby I ain't goin' nowhere without you
You are the goal that wins the game
the very last bus home in the rain
You're like rock and roll and champagne
all in one

Something you've got is something I need right now
Let's not mess around any more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away
What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

I'll be a sleek one of a kind
and so difficult to define
I could drink a case of you any time

The Sistine Chapel and the Eiffel Tower
a national anthem an April shower
tomorrow's fashion and now I've found you
I'm complete

Something you've got is something I need right now
You don't have to prove it no more
I'm down on my bended knees honey

What am I gonna do I'm so in love with you
What am I gonna say if ever you go away

I'm like a schoolboy in your hands
I wanna get up and sing and dance
You see one hell of a happy man standing here

Individually quite unique
You really swept me off my feet
and baby you look oh so neat
with nothing on

Mark O Selby

Tia M Stillers

Memories/Nostalgia

Dreams

Weather

Numbers

Country and Western

2001

Reasons
We've got a million
To stop taking chances
And start playing it safe
Memories
Of old love can haunt you
I should be scared to death
But I can't walk away

'Cause what if we fly
What if we fly
And dive off the edge of the end of the world as we know it
What if we fly
Have faith enough to think fate might just know where we're going
What if the arms of the wind carry us to the place
We never could find
Yes we might fall
But what if we fly

Answers
They don't come easy
I don't know what's wrong anymore
But I know when it's right
Only a dreamer
The truest believer
Can let the chains fall to the ground
And take to the sky

'Cause what if we fly
What if we fly
And dive off the edge of the end of the world as we know it
What if we fly
Have faith enough to think fate might just know where we're going
What if the arms of the wind carry us to the place
We never could find
Yes we might fall
But what if we fly

I know we might fall
But what if we fly

Graham Oliver

Paul Quinn

Peter Byford

Peter Gill

Stephen Dawson

Time

Numbers

Rock

1980

When my foots on the throttle there's no looking back
I leave the motor tickin' over when she's back on the track
I've got a 68 Chevy with pipes on the side
You know she's my idea of beauty, that's what I drive
She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Talking 'bout my wheels of steel
I don't take no jibe from the motorway pigs
When I'm crusin' down the freeway I don't get no lifts
If you see me coming get out of my way
You know a Trans Am didn't, I blew it away
She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my my wheels of steel
I'm burnin' aviation fuel my foot's to the floor
Ya know she's crusin one-forty she'd do even more
I'm burnin' solid rubber I don't take no bull
'Cause my wheels of steel are rolling
They're rolling your way
She's got wheels, wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Talking 'bout my wheels of steel
I'm burnin aviation fuel my foot's to the floor
Ya know she's crusin' one-forty she'd do even more
I'm burnin' solid rubber I don't take no bull (shit)
'Cause my wheels of steel are rolling
If you're comin' come quick
She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Talking 'bout my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my wheels of steel
Uh, ya, wheels of steel

Walter Stott

Numbers

Classical

Instrumental

2003

Bobby Darin

Russell Alquist

Celebration

Love

Time

Numbers

Pop

1965

There's gonna be good times baby, just wait and see
Music and parties and laughter like it used to be
'Cause I'm comin' back to make us a life of our own
When I get home, when I get home baby

Five thousand miles from you baby is far I know
But just remember this baby wherever you go
I'm gonna love you, never leave you alone
When I get home, when I get home baby

When I get home
You're gonna wake up and find there's a new kind of dawn
Baby, when I get home
I'm gonna make up for all the time I've been gone
Baby, baby, if you love me

You'll hang on a little bit longer and we'll see it through
Their ain't no nothin' can stop me from reaching you
And I'm gonna give you a love like you've never known
When I get home, when I get home baby
When I get home baby
When I get home baby
When I get home

Barry Jenkins

Daniel Mcculloch

Eric Burdon

John Weider

Victor Briggs

Baby/Children

Memories/Nostalgia

Love

Colours

Numbers

Rock

1967

The rooms were so much colder then.
My father was a soldier then.
And times were very hard.
When I was young.

When I was young.
I smoked my first cigarette at ten.
And for girls, I hall.
When I was young.

When I was young it was more important.
Pain more painful, the laughter much louder, yeah.
When I was young.

When I was young.
I met my first love at thirteen.
She was brown, and I was pretty green.
And I learned quite a lot.
When I was young.
When I was young.

When I was young it was more important.
Pain more painful, laughter much louder, yeah.
When I was young.

When I was young.
My faith was so much stronger then.
I believed in fellow men.
And I was so much older then.
When I was young.
When I was young.
When I was young.
When I was young.
When I was young.

Keith Ellis

Micky Moody

Paul Williams

Food and Drink

Love

Numbers

Rock

1975

Close up the bar you know the gates of the brewery
Shes out there every night
And she sure aint drinkin tea
I love that woman, shes the best one that I had
But shes got this habit now and it sure is gettin bad

Chorus:

That whiskey drinkin woman
Is makin a poor man out of me

Shes got bottles in the kitchen
Even got them in my bed
Most times I see her now
Shes three parts out of her head
Dont know where I went wrong
I sure try to treat her right
But it sure upsets me
Seein her juiced up every night.

Chorus:

Lead:

Got to solve this problem
Wont you help me find the key
The way that things are going
Ill have to buy the distillery
She just stands there smilin
With a whiskey in each hand
Got to think of something
Dont know how much I can stand

Chorus:

Got to get myself together, start workin something out
Maybe if I tried some booze, Id know what its about
I love that woman, shes the best one that I had
But shes got this problem now
And it sure is gettin bad.

Chorus:

Lead:

Jerry Bock

Sheldon Harnick

Body

Love

Time

Numbers

Showtunes

1964

Will he like me when we meet?
Will the shy and quiet girl he's going to see
Be the girl the he's imagined me to be?
Will he like me?
Will he like the girl he sees?
If he doesn't, will he know enough to know?
That there's more of me than I may always show,
Will he like me?
Will he know that there's a world of love
Waiting to warm him?
How I'm hoping that his eyes and ears
Won't misinform him
Will he like me, who can say?
Oh, this evening seems a million years away
It's insanity to worry so all day
I'll try not to
Will he like me?
He's just got to
Will he like me?
He's just got to

Bob Montgomery

John C Talley

Body

Love

Numbers

Pop

1965

I'm just a little tin soldier in your hands
I'm good for nothing but to obey your commands
You've never really loved me I know
So wind me up let me go

I'm just a play thing till you see someone else
And then you leave me alone on the shelf
But even tin soldiers have hearts don't you know
So wind me up let me go

You don't really need me you've a hundred other toys
And tear drops don't look good in the eyes of soldier boys

So pick me up and hold me one more time
That's just consolation for this heart of mine
Whisper a sweet word to the one who loves you
So then wind me up let me go
Then wind me up let me go

Diana Ross

Paul F Jabara

Raymond L Chew

Food and Drink

Numbers

Soul

1982

All right
Get ready
We're gonna work that body
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(Up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Every morning when we wake
To make up for that piece of cake
We ate last night
What do you do?
We do what's right, alright
Throw our hands up in the air
One foot here
And one foot there
We're so tight
That's alright, alright
Take a look girls
At these numbers
We're still improving
Got these bodies moving
Everybody's gonna hate you
There will be no doubt
Eat your heart out
Don't think we're out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
We're the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(Up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(Up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Ah, you're looking good
You're looking good
Down, shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Move to the right foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Shake down
Move to the left feet 1, 2, 3, 4
Work that body 5, 6
Right 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Hang free
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
You can make your body
Step, step, turn around
Shake down
Step, step, turn around
Left foot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and rest
Work that body
Work that body
You can do it
You can make your body 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Shake down 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Left 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Right 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
Step, step, turn around
You can make your body
Shake down
Don't think we're out of line
When all the men around
Begin to stop and stare
At the hottest girls
We're the hottest girls in town
Reach 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Strech 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Push 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
(Up 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Work that body
Work that body

Alex Lifeson

Geddy Lee

Food and Drink

Time

Numbers

Rock

1974

I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine
I got no time for livin'
Yes, I'm workin' all the time

It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the workin' man

They call me the workin' man
I guess that's what I am

I get home at five o'clock
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer
Always seem to be wonderin'
Why there's nothin' goin' down here

It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the workin' man

They call me the workin' man
I guess that's what I am

Well they call me the workin' man
I guess thats what I am

Tom Waits

Body

Food and Drink

Love

Weather

Country/Nature

Places

Colours

Time

Time

Christmas/Seasonal

Numbers

Money

Animals

Blues

1978

Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
When the wolf bains
Bloomin' by the tressel
And get the eyeball of a rooster
And the stones from a ditch
And wash 'em down with bilge water
And you say, "You'll never snitch"

Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
The blood from a bounty hunters cold black heart
Catch the tears of a widow
In a thimble made of glass
Tell your mama and your papa
They can kick your ass

Poison all the water in the wishin' well
And hang all them scarecrows
From a sycamore tree
Burn down all those honeymoons
Put 'em in a pillow case
And wait next to the switch blades
At the amusement park for me

Strangle all the Christmas carols
Scratch out all your prayers
Tie 'em up with barbed wire
And push them down the stairs
And I'll whittle you a pistol
For keepin' nightmares of your blinds
Them son of a bitches always
Seem to sneak up from behind

Syphon all the gas
From your daddy's pickup truck
Fill up Johnny's T-bird
I got a couple of bucks
Put a little perfume
And ribbon in your hair
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds

Tear a bolt of lightnin'
Of the side of the sky
And throw it in the cedar chest
If you want to tell me why
Bring the gear shift knob from a 49 Merc
And lay down here beside me
Let me hold you in the dirt

You're gonna tremble
Tear the throat out of the night
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
Dig your nails into my back
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You'll be a woman when I catch you
Come baby, fall in love with me

With my double barrel shotgun
And a whole box of shells
We'll celebrate the fourth of July
We'll do 100 M.P.H.
Spendin', someone else's dough
And we'll drive all the way to Reno
On the wrong side of the road

On the wrong side of the road
On the wrong side of the road
Wrong side of the road
Wrong side of the road
Wrong side of the road