1.Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree
Composer：Russell Brown／Irwin Levine
I'm Coming Home. I've Done My Time.
Now I've Got To Know What Is And Isn't Mine.
If You Received My Letter Telling You I'd Soon Be Free,
Then You'll Know Just What To Do If You Still Want Me,
If You Still Want Me.
Oh, Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
It's Been Three Long Years.
Do You Still Want Me？
If I Don't See A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree,
I'll Stay On The Bus, Forget About Us,
Put The Blame On Me,
If I Don't See A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Bus Driver, Please Look For Me,
'Cause I Couldn't Bear To See What I Might See.
I'm Really Still In Prison, And My Love She Holds The Key.
A Simple Yellow Ribbon's What I Need To Set Me Free.
I Wrote And Told Her Please.
Oh, Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
It's Been Three Long Years.
Do You Still Want Me？
If I Don't See A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree,
I'll Stay On The Bus, Forget About Us,
Put The Blame On Me,
If I Don't See A Yellow Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Now The Whole Damn Bus Is Cheering,
And I Can't Believe I See,
A Hundred Yellow Ribbons Round The Old Oak Tree.
I'm Coming Home.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
Tie A Ribbon Round The Old Oak Tree.
2.It Never Rains In Southern California
Composer：Albert Hammond／Mike Hazlewood
Got On Board A Westbound Seven-Forty-Seven.
Didn't Think Before Deciding What To Do.
All That Talk Of Opportunities,
TV Breaks And Movies.
Rang True, Sure Rang True.
Seems It Never Rains In Southern California.
Seems I've Often Heard That Kind Of Talk Before.
It Never Rains In California
But, Girl, Don't They Warn Ya.
It Pours, Man, It Pours.
Out Of Work, I'm Out Of My Head.
Out Of Self-Respect, I'm Out Of Bread.
I'm Underloved, I'm Uunderfed.
I Wanna Go Home.
It Never Rains In California
But, Girl, Don't They Warn Ya.
It Pours, Man, It Pours.
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 Them How You Found Me.
Don't Tell Them How You Found Me.
Gimme A Break, Gimme A Break.
Seems It Never Rains In Southern California.
Seems I've Often Heard That Kind Of Talk Before.
It Never Rains In California
But, Girl, Don't They Warn Ya.
It Pours, Man, It Pours.
3.Without You
Composer：Pete Ham／Tom Evans
No, I Can't Forget This Evening
Well Your Face As You Were Leaving.
But I Guess That's Just The Way The Story Goes.
You Always Smile But In Your Eyes Your Sorrow Shows.
Yes, It Shows.
No, I Can't Forget Tomorrow
When I Think Of All My Sorrow,
When I Had You There But Then I Let You Go.
Now It's Only Fair That I Should Let You Know.
What You Should Know？
I Can't Live If Living Is Without You.
I Can't Live, I Can't Give Any More.
I Can't Live If Living Is Without You.
I Can't Give, I Can't Give Any More.
No, I Can't Forget This Evening
Well Your Face As You Were Leaving.
But I Guess That's Just The Way The Story Goes.
You Always Smile But In Your Eyes Your Sorrow Shows.
Yes, It Shows.
I Can't Live If Living Is Without You.
I Can't Live, I Can't Give Any More.
I Can't Live If Living Is Without You.
I Can't Give, I Can't Give Any More.....
Living Is Without You.
4.Too Weak To Let You Go
I Was On The Rebound From A Broken Love Affair,
When I First Thought Of Glimpse Of Him In You.
And Though You Never Measured Up To What He Meant To Me,
I Couldn't Find The Words To Tell You So.
'Cause I'm Not Strong Enough To Leave You And Too Weak To Let
You Go.
You Give Me Precious Love To Hold On To.
But Somehow Deep Inside I've Got A Feeling That You Know.
I'm Not Strong Enough To Leave You And Too Weak To Let You Go.
Never Once Did You Hold Back The Love You Had For Me.
I Guess You Thought My Love For You Would Grow.
But Young Boys Set A Funny Way Of Seeing Through A Girl.
But If You Knew You Never Told Me So.
'Cause I'm Not Strong Enough To Leave You And Too Weak To Let
You Go.
You Give Me Precious Love To Hold On To.
But Somehow Deep Inside I've Got A Feeling That You Know.
I'm Not Strong Enough To Leave You And Too Weak To Let You Go.
I'm Not Strong Enough To Leave You And Too Weak To Let You Go.
5.The Twelfth Of Never
Composer：Jerry Livingston／Paul Francis Webster
You Ask How Much I Need You, Must I Explain？
I Need You, Oh My Darling, Like Roses Need Rain.
You Ask How Long I'll Love You, I'll Tell You True.
Until The Twelfth Of Never, I'll Still Be Loving You.
Hold Me Close, Never Let Me Go.
Hold Me Close, Melt My Heart Like April Snow.
I'll Love You Till The Bluebells Forget To Bloom.
I'll Love You Till The Clover Has Lost It's Perfume.
I'll Love You Till The Poets Run Out Of Rhyme.
Until The Twelfth Of Never And That's A Long, Long Time.
Until The Twelfth Of Never And That's A Long, Long Time.
(That's A Long, Long Time.)
(That's A Long, Long Time.)
6.Three Days
Composer：Carly Simon
If I Have Known You Only Three Days,
Then How Can I Remember You In Ten？
But I Could Swear I'll Love You Always,
And If The Gods Will Please Be Kind,
Darling, Ill Be With You Soon, Soon Again.
And On The Road You Have Some Good Times,
But When The Show Is Over You Go Home.
And It Hurts Me So To Leave You Behind,
And Lord I Feel Lonesome, Lonesome For The
You I Might, Might Have Known.
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa.
You'll Be In L.A. In The Morning,
And I'll Be In Tokyo By Sundown.
But When I Sing, My Song You Still Be Longing.
And The Memory Of Your Last Smile,
The Way You Took Me By Surprise,
And The Way That You Turned My Head Around,
And The Way That You Turned My Head Around.
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa.
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa.
7.Killing Me Softly With His Song
Composer：Charles Fox／Norman Gimbels
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers,
Singing My Life With His Words.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Telling My Whole Life With His Words,
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
I Heard He Sang A Good Song.
I Heard He Had A Style.
And So I Came To See Him,
To Listen For A While.
And There He Was This Young Boy,
A Stranger To My Eyes.
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers,
Singing My Life With His Words.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Telling My Whole Life With His Words,
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
I Felt All Flushed With Fever,
Embarassed By The Crowd.
I Felt He Found My Letters
And Read Each One Out Loud.
I Prayed That He Would Finish.
But He Just Kept Right On.
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers,
Singing My Life With His Words.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Telling My Whole Life With His Words,
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
He Sang As If He Knew Me
In All My Dark Despair.
And Then He Looked Right Through Me
As If I Wasn't There.
And There He Was A Stranger,
Singing Clear And Strong.
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers,
Singing My Life With His Words.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Telling My Whole Life With His Words,
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers,
Singing My Life With His Words.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
Telling My Whole Life With His Words,
Killing Me Softly With His Song.
8.Whatever Will Be, Will Be
Composer：Jay Livingston／Ray Evansl
When I Was Just A Little Girl,
I Asked My Mother What Will I Be.
Will I Be Pretty？ Will I Be Rich？
Here's What She Said To Me.
Que Sera Sra,
Whatever Will Be, Will Be.
The Future's Not Ours To See.
Que Sera Sera,
Whatever Will Be, Will Be.
When I Grew Up And Fell In Love,
I Asked My Sweetheart What Lies Ahead.
Will There Be Rainbows Day After Day？
Here's What My Sweetheart Said.
Que Sera Sra,
Whatever Will Be, Will Be.
The Future's Not Ours To See.
Que Sera Sera. Whatever Will Be, Will Be..
Now I Have Children Of My Own,
They Asked Their Mother What Will I Be.
Will I Be Pretty？ Will I Be Rich？
I Tell Them Tenderly：
Que Sera Sra,
Whatever Will Be, Will Be.
The Future's Not Ours To See.
Que Sera Sera. Whatever Will Be, Will Be..
Que Sera Sera...
9.Anyone Here In The Audience／Teenage Idol
Composer：Albert Hammond／Mike Hazlewood + Sam M. Lewis
Do You Care？ Do You Pity The Poor Musician？
Don't You Know What It's Like Out On The Road？
Don't You Think, Don't You Think I'm Always Wishing
Someone Would Stand Up And Offer A Hand Up
And Take Me Home？
Some People Call Me A Teenage Idol.
Some People Say They Envy Me.
I Guess They Got No Way Of Knowing
How Lonesome I Can Be.
I Need Somebody To Be My Baby,
Someone To Tell My Troubles To.
I've Got No Time To Ever Find Him.
'Cause I'm Just Passing Through.
Do You Care？ Do You Pity The Poor Musician？
Don't You Know What It's Like Out On The Road？
Don't You Think, Don't You Think I'm Always Wishing
Someone Would Stand Up And Offer A Hand Up
And Take Me Home？
I Travel Around From Town To Lonely Town.
I Guess I'll Always Be Just A Rolling Stone.
If I Find Fortune And Fame And Lots Of People Know My Name.
That Won't Mean A Thing If I'm All Alone.
I Got No Rest When I'm Feeling Weary.
I Got To Pack My Bags And Go.
I Got To Be Somewhere Tomorrow,
To Smile And Do My Show.
Do You Care？ Do You Pity The Poor Musician？
Don't You Know What It's Like Out On The Road？
Don't You Think, Don't You Think I'm Always Wishing
Someone Would Stand Up And Offer A Hand Up
And Take Me Home？
Do You Care？ Do You Pity The Poor Musician？
Don't You Know What It's Like Out ...
10.Sing
Composer：Joe Raposo
Sing, Sing A Song.
Sing Out Loud, Sing Out Strong.
Sing Of Good Things Not Bad.
Sing Of Happy Not Sad.
Sing, Sing A Song.
Make It Simple To Last Your Whole Life Long.
Don't Worry That It's Not Good Enough
For Anyone Else To Hear.
Just Sing, Sing A Song.
La La La La La La La La La LaLa
La La La La La La La.
Sing, Sing A Song.
Let The World Sing Along.
Sing Of Love There Could Be.
Sing For You And For Me.
Sing, Sing A Song.
Make It Simple To Last Your Whole Life Long.
Don't Worry That It's Not Good Enough
For Anyone Else To Hear.
Just Sing, Sing A Song.
Just Sing, Sing A Song.
Just Sing, Sing A Song.
La La La La La La La La La LaLa
La La La La La La La.
La La La La La La La La La LaLa
La La La La La La La.
La La La La La La La La La LaLa...
11.Kodachrome
Composer：Paul Simon
When I Think Back
On All The Crap I Learned In High School.
It's A Wonder I Can Think At All.
And Though My Lack Of Edu---cation
Hasn't Hurt Me None.
I Can Read The Writing On The Wall.
Kodachrome.
Gives Us Those Nice Bright Colors.
Gives Us The Greens Of Summers.
Makes You Think All The World's A Sunny Day, Oh Yeah.
I Got A Nikon Camera.
I Love To Take A Photograph.
So Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
If You Took All The Boys I Knew
When I Was In High School.
And Brought Them All Together For One Night.
I Know They'd Never Match My Sweet Imagination.
Everything Looks Worse In Black And White.
Kodachrome,
Gives Us Those Nice Bright Colors.
Gives Us The Greens Of Summers.
Makes You Think All The World's A Sunny Day, Oh Yeah.
I Got A Nikon Camera.
I Love To Take A Photograph.
So Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome.
Leave Your Boy So Far From Home.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome Away.
Mama Don't Take My Kodachrome.
12.Sayonara Goodbye
Anata Is You, Watashi Is Me,
Kimochi Is Feeling, Ibai Is A Lot,
It's Time For Me To Say The Thing I Don't Wanna Say,
It's Time For You To Hear The Words You Feared To Hear,
And It's Goodbye, Goodbye, Sayonara, Goodbye.
Watashi Is Me, Anata Is You,
Namida Is Tears, Naki Is To Cry,
It's Time For Me To Say The Thing I Don't Wanna Say,
It's Time For You To Hear The Words You Feared To Hear,
And It's Goodbye, Goodbye, Sayonara, Goodbye.
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