Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I’m in love, I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her if I tried
The Monkees - I’m a Believer
My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically everything leaves me totally cold.
The only exception I know is the case
When I’m out on a quiet spree,
Fighting vainly the old ennui,
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.
Frank Sinatra - I Get A Kick Out Of You
Funny Face, I love you
Funny Face, I need you
These are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard
Funny Face, don’t leave me
Funny Face, believe me
My whole world’s wrapped up in you.
Don’t, don’t you leave me this way, no
Don’t you understand, I’m at your command?
Oh baby, please, please don’t leave me this way, no, baby
Thelma Houston
I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Hey, it’s good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it’s good to be back home again
Oh, show me 'round your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy’s farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I’m back In the U.S.S.R.
Hey, you don’t know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.
I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn’t wait to get back in the states
Back to the cutest girls in the world
There she was just a-walkin’ down the street, singin’
‘Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do’
Snappin’ her fingers and shufflin’ her feet, singin’
‘Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do’
She looked good (Looked good)
She looked fine (Looked fine)
She looked good, she looked fine
And I nearly lost my mind
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Well that’s one way to lose these
Walking blues
Paul Simon
Moving in silent desperation
Keeping an eye on the Holy Land
A hypothetical destination
Say, who is this walking man?
Oo wee oo wee oo walk
(Walk, walk, walk, walk)
Oo wee oo wee oo walk like a man
Like a man
The bossman was so mean, you know, I worked just like a slave
Sixteen long hours drive you in your grave
That’s why I’m walkin’, walkin’ my blues away
Well, the sun gonna shine, in my backdoor some day
Keep on Walking. Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee
Walk awhile, walk awhile, walk awhile with me
The more we walk together, love, the better we’ll agree
We’ll agree
Fairport Convention
Run, run baby run (comon comon baby)
run baby run (I’m waiting for you)
run baby run (bring your kisses to me)
run baby run…
The Newbeats
You better run for your life if you can little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man, that’s the end
Little girl
Run for your life - The Beatles
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Yes, girl, we were
Bruce Springsteen
I wonder
I wo-wo-wo wonder
Why… why-why-why-why-why
She ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway
My run-run-run-run runaway
Del Shannon - Runaway
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas
We got eighty feet of the waterline nicely making way
In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you
But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows painting our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Midnight at the Oasis – Maria Muldaur
-“BB”-