OPEN MIC LYRICS

Into the River
Chloe Smith, Rising Appalachia, and Starling Arrow

I wanna lay my bones down
In the water
I wanna lay my body down
On the earth

Lean in lean in
Lean into the River

Hum with the rain
Come sing again
Hum with the rain

L.A. Freeway
Guy Clark

Pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
And say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a bitch has always bored me

Throw out them LA papers
And that mouldy box of vanilla wafers
Adios to all this concrete
Gonna get me some dirt road back street

If I can just get off of
I’ll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain’t bought, bought, bought

And it’s, here’s to you old Skinny Dennis
The only one I think I will miss
I can hear that old bass singing
Sweet and low, like a gift you’re bringing

Play it for me one more time now
Got to give it all we can now
I believe every thing you’re saying
And just to keep on, keep on playing

If I can just get off of this L.A. freeway
Without gettin’ killed or caught
I’ll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain’t bought, bought, bought

And you put the pink card in the mailbox
Leave the key in the front door lock
They’ll find it likely as not
I’m sure there’s somethin’ we have forgot

Oh Susanna, don’t you cry, babe
Love’s a gift that’s surely handmade
We got somethin’ to believe in
Don’t you think it’s time we’re leavin’?

If I can just get off of this LA freeway
Without gettin’ killed or caught
I’ll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain’t bought, bought, bought

If I can just get off of this LA freeway
Without gettin’ killed or caught
Down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain’t bought

So pack up all your dishes
Make note of all good wishes
And say goodbye to the landlord for me
That son of a bitch has always bored me

You’re the Top
Cole Porter

You’re the top!You’re the ColiseumYou’re the top!You’re the Louvre MuseumYou’re a melody from a symphony by StraussYou’re a Bendel bonnetA Shakespeare’s sonnetYou’re Mickey Mouse

You’re the NileYou’re the Tower of PisaYou’re the smile on the Mona LisaI’m a worthless check, a total wreck, a flopBut if, baby, I’m the bottom, you’re the top

You’re the topYou’re Mahatma GandhiYou’re the topYou’re Napoleon BrandyYou’re the purple lightOf a summer night in SpainYou’re the National GalleryYou’re Garbo’s salaryYou’re cellophane

You’re sublimeYou’re a turkey dinnerYou’re the time of a Derby winnerI’m a toy balloon that’s fated soon to popBut if, baby, I’m the bottomYou’re the top

You’re the topYou’re an Arrow collarYou’re the topYou’re a Coolidge dollarYou’re the nimble treadOf the feet of Fred AstaireYou’re an O’Neill dramaYou’re Whistler’s mamaYou’re camembert

You’re a roseYou’re Inferno’s DanteYou’re the noseOn the great DuranteI’m just in the wayAs the French would say, “de trop”But if, baby, I’m the bottomYou’re the top

You’re the topYou’re a Waldorf saladYou’re the topYou’re a Berlin balladYou’re the baby grand of a lady and a gentYou’re an Old Dutch masterYou’re Mrs. AsterYou’re Pepsodent

You’re romanceYou’re the steppes of RussiaYou’re the pants on a Roxy usherI’m a lazy lout, who’s just about to stopBut if, baby, I’m the bottomYou’re the top

Eyes On the Prize

Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money to go their bail
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Paul and Silas thought they was lost
Dungeon shook and the chains come off
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Freedom’s name is mighty sweet
And soon we’re gonna meet
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

I got my hand on the gospel plow
Won’t take nothing for my journey now
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Only chain that a man can stand
Is that chain o’hand on hand
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

I’m gonna board that big Greyhound
Carry the love from town to town
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

The only thing I did was wrong
Was stayin’ in the wilderness too long
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Only thing that we did right
Was the day we begun to fight!
Keep your eyes on the prize,
Hold on

Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on

Memory
Andrew Lloyd Webber

Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Mem’ry
All alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember
The time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem’ry live again

Ev’ry streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp sputters
And soon it will be morning

Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

And Your Bird Can Sing
The Beatles

One, two, three, four

You tell me that you’ve got everything you want
And your bird can sing, but you don’t get me
You don’t get me

You say you’ve seen seven wonders
And your bird is green, but you can’t see me
You can’t see me

When your prized possessions
Start to weigh you down
Look in my direction
I’ll be ’round, I’ll be ’round

You tell me that you’ve heard every sound there is
And your bird can swing, but you can’t hear me
You can’t hear me

When your bird is broken
Will it bring you down?
You may be awoken

I’ll be ’round, I’ll be ’round
You tell me that you’ve got everything you want
And your bird can sing, but you don’t get me
You don’t get me

That was it, wasn’t it?

Look at Miss Ohio
Gillian Welsh

Oh me oh my oh, look at Miss Ohio
She’s a running around with her rag-top down
She says I wanna do right but not right now

Gonna drive to Atlanta and live out this fantasy
Running around with the rag-top down
Yeah, I wanna do right but not right now

Had your arm around her shoulder, a regimental soldier
An’ mamma starts pushing that wedding gown
Yeah, you wanna do right but not right now

Oh me oh my oh, would you look at Miss Ohio
She’s a runnin’ around with the rag-top down
She says I wanna do right but not right now

I know all about it, so you don’t have to shout it
I’m gonna straighten it out somehow
Yeah, I wanna do right but not right now

Oh me oh my oh, look at Miss Ohio
She a runnin’ around with her rag-top down
She says I wanna do right , but not right now
Oh, I want do right but not right now

I’m Yours
Jason Mraz

Well, you done done me in, you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill, but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my bestest
And nothing’s gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn
To win some or learn some

But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours
Hmm (hey, hey)

Well, open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and, damn, you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love, love, love, love
Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing
We’re just one big family
And it’s our God-forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved

So I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours

Do, do, do, do you, but do you, do you, do, do, but do you want to come on
Scooch on over closer, dear?
And I will nibble your ear
A-soo-da-ba-ba-ba-ba-bum
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa-whoa-whoa
Uh-huh, mmm-hmm

I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I be saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours

Well, open up your mind and see like me (I won’t hesitate)
Open up your plans and, damn, you’re free (no more, no more)
And look into your heart, and you’ll find (it cannot wait)
That the sky is yours (I’m sure)
So please don’t, please don’t, please don’t (no need to complicate)
There’s no need to complicate (our time is short)
‘Cause our time is short (this is)
This, oh this, this is our fate (our fate)
I’m yours

Bra-bop-mm, da-bap-bop-mm-day
Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do, mm-mm-mm-mm (hey, hey)

Oh, I’m yours
Oh, I’m yours
Oh, whoa, baby, do you believe I’m yours?
You best believe, you best believe I’m yours, mmm-hmm

For What It’s Worth
Stephen Stills

There’s something happening here
But what it is ain’t exactly clear
There’s a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware

I think it’s time we stop
Children, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

There’s battle lines being drawn
Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

It’s time we stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

What a field day for the heat (Ooh ooh ooh)
A thousand people in the street (Ooh ooh ooh)
Singing songs and they carrying signs (Ooh ooh ooh)
Mostly say, “Hooray for our side” (Ooh ooh ooh)

It’s time we stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you’re always afraid
Step out of line, the men come and take you away

We better stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

You better stop
Hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

You better stop
Now, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

You better stop
Children, what’s that sound?
Everybody look, what’s going down?

House of the Rising Sun
Traditional

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin’ man
Way down in New Orleans

And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s a drunk

Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun

I got one foot on the platform
And another on the train
And I’m going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
Dear God, I know I was the one

I Feel You
Martin Gore

I feel you
Your sun it shines
I feel you
Within my mind

You take me there
You take me where
The kingdom comes
You take me to
And lead me through
Babylon

This is the morning of our love
It’s just the dawning of our love

I feel you
Your heart it sings
I feel you
The joy it brings

Where heaven waits
Those golden gates
And back again
You take me to
And lead me through
Oblivion

This is the morning of our love
It’s just the dawning of our love

I feel you
Your precious soul
And I am whole
I feel you
Your rising sun
My kingdom comes

I feel you
Each move you make
I feel you
Each breath you take

Where angels sing
And spread their wings
My love’s on high
You take me home
To glory’s throne
By and by

This is the morning of our love
It’s just the dawning of our love
This is the morning of our love
It’s just the dawning of our love

A Million Dreams
Hugh Jackman, Michelle Williams, and Ziv Zaifman

I close my eyes and I can see
A world that’s waiting up for me
That I call my own

Through the dark, through the door
Through where no one’s been before
But it feels like home

They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say I’ve lost my mind
I don’t care, I don’t care, so call me crazy
We can live in a world that we design

‘Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake

I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it’s gonna take
A million dreams for the world we’re gonna make

There’s a house we can build
Every room inside is filled
With things from far away

The special things I compile
Each one there to make you smile
On a rainy day

They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say we’ve lost our minds
I don’t care, I don’t care if they call us crazy
Runaway to a world that we design

Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake

I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it’s gonna take
Oh, a million dreams for the world we’re gonna make

However big, however small
Let me be part of it all
Share your dreams with me

You may be right, you may be wrong
But say that you’ll bring me along
To the world you see
To the world I close my eyes to see
I close my eyes to see

Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
A million dreams, a million dreams

I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it’s gonna take
A million dreams for the world we’re gonna make

For the world we’re gonna make

In Spite of Ourselves
John Prine

[Verse 1]

She don’t like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She’s my baby I’m her honey
I’m never gonna let her go

[Verse 2]

He ain’t got laid in a month of Sundays
Caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies
He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen
He’s my baby
And I’m his honey
Never gonna let him go

[Chorus]

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes

[Bridge]

[Verse 3]

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when she shaves her legs
She takes a lickin’
And keeps on tickin’ I’m never gonna let her go

[Verse 4]

He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
He’s a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he’s howlin’ at the moon
He’s my baby I don’t mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

[Chorus]

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes

[Chorus]

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes

In spite of ourselves

I Put A Spell On You
Annie Lennox

I put a spell on you because you’re mine
You better stop the thing that you do
I said watch out I ain’t lyin’ yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna take none of your foolin’ around
I ain’t gonna take none of your puttin’ me down
I put a spell on you because you’re mine all right

[Solo]

[Verse 2]
I put a spell on you because you’re mine
You better stop the thing that you’re doin’
I said watch out I ain’t lyin’ yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna take none of your foolin’ around
Ain’t gonna take none of your puttin’ me down
I put a spell on you because you’re mine

Blue Skies
Willie Nelson

Blue skies smilin’ at meNothin’ but blue skies do I seeBluebirds singin’ a songNothin’ but blue skies from now on

I never saw the sun shinin’ so brightNever saw things goin’ so rightNoticing the days hurrying byWhen you’re in love, my how they fly by

Blue days, all of them goneNothin’ but blue skies from now on

Blue skies smilin’ at meNothin’ but blue skies do I seeBlue days all of them goneNothin’ but blue skies from now on

Blue skies smilin’ at meNothin’ but blue skies do I seeBlue days all of them goneNothin’ but blue skies from now on

Blue skies smilin’ at meNothing but blue skies, do I seeBlue days all of them goneNothin’ but blue skies from now on

Lonely Goathered
Richard Rodgers

High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Lusty and clear from the goatherd´s throat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

O ho lay dee odl lee o, o ho lay dee odl ay
O ho lay dee odl lee o, lay dee odl lee o lay

A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Men in the midst of a table d´hote heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Men drinking beer with the foam afloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Maria and the Children:
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Ummm (ummm)
Odl lay ee (odl lay ee)
Odl lay hee hee (odl lay hee hee)
Odl lay ee
Yodeling

One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hoo hoo
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hmm hmm
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Happy are they lay dee olay dee lee o
Yodeling
Soon the duet will become a trio
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Odl lay ee, old lay ee
Odl lay hee hee, odl lay ee
Odl lay odl lay, odl lay odl lee, odl lay odl lee
Odl lay odl lay odl lay

Hoo!

HERNANDO’S HIDEAWAY
Archie Bleyer

I know a dark secluded placeA place where no one knows your faceA glass of wine, a fast embraceIt’s called Hernando’s Hideaway, ole

 

All you’ll see are silhouettesAnd all you’ll hear are castanetsAnd no one cares how late it getsNot at Hernando’s Hideaway, ole

 

At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you goYou will meet your Uncle Max and everyone you knowBut if you’ll go to the spot that I am thinkin’ ofYou will be free to gaze at me and talk of love

 

Just knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike a match and you will knowYou’re in Hernando’s Hideaway, ole

 

Just knock three times and whisper lowThat you and I were sent by JoeThen strike a match and you will knowYou’re in Hernando’s Hideaway

COMES A TIME
Neil Young

Comes a time, when you’re driftin’
Comes a time, when you settle down
Comes a light, feelings liftin’
Lift that baby right up off the ground

[Chorus]
Oh, this old world keeps spinnin’ ‘round
It’s a wonder tall trees ain’t laying down
There comes a time

[Verse 2]
You and I, we were captured
We took our souls, and we flew away
We were right, we were giving
That’s how we kept what we gave away

[Chorus]
Oh, this old world keeps spinnin’ ‘round
It’s a wonder tall trees ain’t laying down
There comes a time

[Chorus]
Oh, this old world keeps spinnin’ ‘round
It’s a wonder tall trees ain’t laying down
There comes a time

[Outro]
There comes a time
Comes a time, comes a time
Comes a time
Comes a time
Comes a time
Comes a time
Comes a time

YELLOW SUBMARINE
The Beatles

In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
So we sailed on to the sun
‘Til we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine

We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine

And our friends are all aboard
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play

We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine

As we live a life of ease (a life of ease)
Every one of us (every one of us)
Has all we need (has all we need)
Sky of blue (sky of blue)
And sea of green (sea of green)
In our yellow (in our yellow)
Submarine (submarine, aha)

We all live in a yellow submarine
A yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
A yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine

SUMMERTIME
George Gershwin

Summertime, and the livin’ is easyFish are jumpin’ and the cotton is highOh, your daddy’s rich and your ma is good-lookin’So hush little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornings, you’re goin’ to rise up singin’And you’ll spread your wings and you’ll take the skyBut ’til that mornin’, there’s a-nothin’ can harm youWith Pappy and Mammy standin’ by

One of these mornings, you’re goin’ to rise up singin’And you’ll spread your wings and you’ll take the skyBut ’til that mornin’, there’s a-nothin’ can harm youWith Pappy and Mammy standin’ by

OLD CAPE COD
Patti Page

If you’re fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
You’re sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod

If you like the taste of a lobster stew
Served by a window with an ocean view
You’re sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod

Winding roads that seem to beckon you
Miles of green beneath the skies of blue
Church bell chiming on a Sunday morn
Remind you of the town where you were born

If you spend an evening you’d want to stay
Watching the moonlight on Cape Cod Bay
You’re sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod

WAGON WHEEL
Bob Dylan & Ketch Secor

Heading down south to the land of the pines
I’m thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I’m a-hopin’ for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey, momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey, momma rock me

I’m running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain’t turning back to living that old life no more

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey, momma rock me
Hey, rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey, momma rock me

Walkin’ to the south out of Roanoke
Caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he’s a heading west from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she’s the only one
And if I die in Raleigh at least I will die free

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey, momma rock me
Oh, rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

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