Summertime
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton, the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich
And your ma, she’s good lookin’
So hush, little baby
Don’t you cry
Summertime. George Gershwin (Porgy and Bess)
This ain’t the garden of Eden
There ain’t no angels above
And things ain’t like what they used to be
And this ain’t the summer of love
In a gadda da vida, honey
Don’t you know that I love you
In a gadda da vida, baby
Don’t you know that I’ll always be true
I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you’ve dreamed of
And I’m wishing you joy and happiness
But above all this, I wish you love
And I… will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
I will always love you
Each time we part my heart wants to die
Darling hear my prayer
Cara Mia fair
I’ll be your love till the end of time
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No not just for some, but for everyone
Lord, we don’t need another mountain
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb
There are oceans and rivers enough to cross
Enough to last 'til the end of time
'Til the wells run dry
And each mountain disappears
I’ll be there for you, to care for you
Through laughter and through tears
So take my heart in sweet surrender
And tenderly say that I’m
The one you love and live for
'Til the end of time
So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job’s a joke, you’re broke
Your love life’s DOA
It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear
When it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month
Or even your year, but
I’ll be there for you
Every single day
And every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I’ll be watching you
Day by day
Day by day
O dear Lord
Three things I pray
Whooooa, swearin’ to god (Swearin’ to God)
Look what he’s givin’ me (Swearin’ to God)
More than the world can see (Swearin’ to God)
He’s givin’ me you… oh
(I love you)
With just a hundred pounds of clay
He made my life worth livin’
And I will thank Him every day
For every kiss you’re givin’
And I’ll thank Him every night
For the arms that are holdin’ me tight
And He did it all with just a hundred pounds of clay
Yes he did, whoa-oh, yes He did
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong
Some people call me the space cowboy
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice (woo-woo)
'Cause I speak of the pompatus of love
But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys, I suppose
Even love can’t change the things he ought to change the most
And it’s pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Making apologies, but she loves him desperately
A Cowboy’s Ways. Dolly Parton
Desperado
Oh, you ain’t gettin’ no younger
Your pain and your hunger
They’re drivin’ you home
Freedom, oh freedom
Well, that’s just some people talkin’
Your prison is walkin’ through this world all alone
Inside the walls of prison
My body may be
But the Lord has set my soul free
Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from my home
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but don’t know which one to take
Please don’t tell 'em how you found me
Don’t tell 'em how you found me
Gimme a break, give me a break
Tell mama and all the folks back home
Sometimes a man just feels
He’s got to make it alone
Tell mama why I’m leaving so soon
Because this life I live
Has got me sick through and through