The Legend Of Paul Revere
(Mark Lindsay/Terry Melcher)
In a little town in Idaho, way back in '61
A man was flyin' burgers; gee it seemed like lots of fun
But to his friend the bun boy, he confessed "It's misery
I think I'd like to start a group, so come along with me"
CHORUS:
& all you stations across the nation
Please play our records for your congregation
The band soon started boomin', they were rakin' the coins
They found a few musicians & persuaded them to join
& Paul Revere decided, since they had such newfound fame:
"We need a fancy title" & the Raiders they became
(chorus)
They soon packed up for Hollywood to reap their fortunes there
The streets aren't really paved with gold & you can't live on air
& then Dick Clark approached them, said "I know a thing or 2
I'll put you on a TV show & make big stars of you"
(chorus)
Now things are goin' groovy & we really can't complain
Though the pace of rock & rollin' nearly drives us all insane
& everybody's pushin', sayin' "Give it all you can"
I've come to think of it, our business manager's our biggest fan
(chorus)
Peace Of Mind
(Mark Lindsay/Terry Melcher)
Now everybody seems to love it
No, there ain't a single thing above it
& if you've ever done without it
Got to join me now, I'm gonna shout it
I'm talkin' 'bout (peace of mind)
Turn your back on all the sorrow
Sun will shine so bright tomorrow
Oh listless sky will look much bluer
Ain't no fact that could be truer
Talkin' 'bout (peace of mind, peace of mind)
Now I learned a lesson for the season
Another need to have a reason
You got cloudy where the dance is sure sign
But in the mornin' you'll have sunshine
I'm talkin' 'bout (peace of mind, peace of mind)
I'm talkin' 'bout...
(repeat & fade):
(Peace, peace of mind)
People, somethin's happenin', somethin' in the air
Listen to the sound now, come from everywhere
You've got to hurry, don't want to be late
But people don't you worry, what's happenin' is great
It's a-happening & I know that it must be
But this time it's happenin' to me
Run down to the corner, ton of people there
Brother, get your sister, come from everywhere
Everybody hear now, got to gather round
Get all together, what they're puttin' down
It's a-happening & I know that it must be
But this time it's happenin' to me
(instrumental)
It's a-happening & I know that it must be
But this time it's happenin' to me
Cinderella Sunshine
(Mark Lindsay)
See her dancin' down the street now
Flashin' everyone she meets now
She wears clothes she leaves for time
& her name's Cinderella Sunshine
Don't you want to spend some time with me?
CHORUS:
Where, where are you goin', Cinderella Sunshine?
Where are you goin'?
Where, where are you goin', Miss Sunshine?
She could stay off, off I told her, ah ah ah ah
Like the wind I cannot hold her, ah ah ah ah
Golden lock & go, champ, home
Do you take her from my door?
Don't you want to spend some time with me?
(chorus)
Come to me, & she'll be here
With the dawn, she disappears
Where, where are you goin', Cinderella Sunshine?
(repeat & fade):
Where are you goin', Cinderella Sunshine?
(scat singing)
CHORUS:
It's happening, I believe, I believe it's happening
It's happening, I believe, I believe it's happening
It's happening, I can see, I believe it's happening
It's happening, you & me, I believe it's happening
(scat singing)
(chorus)
Let it happen now (x8)
(repeat chorus & fade)
Judge GTO Breakaway
(Mark Lindsay)
(3 pounds of a gavel)
(spoken):
This court has been called into session to pass judgment on a special
new car from Pontiac. All rise for the judge!
(instruments enter)
Judge! The special great one from Pontiac, GTO!!
Hurst gear shifter, three speed or four
Pontiac Ram Air, 366 horse
Mag-type wheels, 60-inch spoiler, airfoil
The Judge will rule!!
Judge! The special great one from Pontiac, GTO!!
Pontiac Ram Air 400 cubes for action!!
Wide track, mag-type, Polyglas shoes for traction
The Judge will rule!!
Judge! The special great one from Pontiac, GTO, woo!!
(instrumental)
(repeat verse 2)
Breakaway in a wide track from Pontiac, GTO
Breakaway in a wide track from Pontiac, GTO
Breakaway
Mr. Sun, Mr. Moon
(Mark Lindsay)
Life is bringin' you so down, you don't think you can make it
Every night is a showdown; every day you just fake it
Let me show you a new place; if you follow directions
You'll be wearing a new face; add it to your collection
CHORUS (x2):
Mr. Sun, make it fine; shine on down for this baby of mine
Mr. Moon, come on through; when Mr. Sun goes, we'll be countin' on you
Let me show you a new place; if you follow directions
You'll be wearing a new face; add it to your collection
& if you will listen to what I'm tryin' to say to you
To give me your hand, we'll start today, me & you
(chorus x3)
Mr. Sun, make it fine; shine on down for this baby of mine
Mr. Moon, come on through; ooo we're countin' on you
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me?
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me?
All right!
Don't you see what I'm tryin' to do?
Doin' my best to try to get to you
Can't you hear what I'm tryin' to say
All the right words, but still you run away
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me?
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me?
Come on, come on, baby won't you let me?
All right!
Don't you see that when you love somebody?
Ain't it right that somebody should love you?
& I know my love is goin' somewhere
But I'm sure there ain't been enough of you
That it's true, won't you try, won't you try
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me? (x3)
Come on, baby won't you let me? (x2) (temporary fade)
(back in): Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma!
(repeat & fade):
Let me, let me, let me; baby, don't you get me?
We Gotta All Get Together
(Freddy Weller)
This world ain't got no room for narrow-minded people
Now you'd better get ready 'cause a change is about to come
Baby got it good, I can do better
Baby got some good lovin', now you'd better share it
'cause sooner or later...
CHORUS:
We gotta all get together
We gotta all get together
We gotta all get together
In this world
Take a look around you, can't you see that we're all brothers?
I'll scratch your back if you'll just scratch mine
I'm no better than anyone I see
'Cause the drum is ringin & you better believe
& sooner or later...
(chorus)
(spoken):
All right! Everybody here, put your hands together & sing:
(repeat title & fade)
Early in the mornin', up in Missoula
Was just about a quarter to 4
Layin' on my bed, treatment in my head
There'd come a knock on my door
Before my eyes there was an angel
& I said "Won't you come inside?"
She said "I'm just 17" but she looked fine
"Just 17? Come on inside"
(scat singing)
(instrumental)
Way up in the mornin', up in Missoula
Wanna search for true on the floor
I was feelin' weak, 'bout to fall asleep
There'd come a knock on my door
Before my eyes there stood that angel
She said "Why don't you be mine?"
" 'Cause you're just 17" but she looks fine
"Just 17, & that's a crime"
(scat singing)
(instrumental)
Gone Movin' On
(Mark Lindsay/Terry Melcher)
When the lights were low in the room last night
You were lookin' good with your skirt so tight
You were tempting me with your painted smile
My imagination was runnin' wild
CHORUS:
& you can look every place
But you won't see my face
Search everywhere
But you won't find me there
I'll be gone, gone movin' on
I'll be gone from now on
I was wrapped around your little finger then
Now my thinkin's great, I'm on my feet again
You've been havin' fun, it was all for show
It was easy come, but now it's easy go
(chorus)
I thought you were different girl, but you're just the same
I can't stay here wastin' my time, playin' your game
(repeat & fade):
I'll be gone, gone, gone, gone...
Birds Of A Feather
(Joe South)
I remember back a long time ago, in the days of my childhood
In the evenin' when the sun was sinkin' low, walkin' in the wildwood
Skippin' & flippin' through the flowers, we'd go hand-in-hand
Lookin' back on all the happy hours, anyone one could understand
You & me, babe, sure 'nough got to be, babe
CHORUS:
Birds of a feather, na na na na na na na na
We should be together like
Birds of a feather, na na na na na na na na
Got to be together like birds of a feather
You & I didn't have a lot of friends, didn't have too much to say
So they never would let us join in all the games they used to play
Seems like it was only yesterday, all the thinkin's you & I
I remember what the kids used to say as we'd go strollin' by
You & me, babe, sure 'nough got to be, babe
(chorus)
Time goes rollin' by, & they say that you & I
Must go our separate ways
But birds of a feather will always be together
Your folks didn't want me hangin' 'round, said that I was bad for you
So we'd meet on the other side of town, down a long dark avenue
But they can't keep the 2 of us apart long as you really love me
I got a feelin' way down in my heart, that's the way it's gonna be
(repeat & fade):
Birds of a feather, na na na na na na na na
We should be together like
Country Wine
(E. Villareal/W. Watkins)
Once there was a time just drinkin' country wine
We don't sit up on the back porch with that old little heart of mine
CHORUS:
Won't you bring it on back, bring it on back
Won't you bring it on back to this heart of mine?
Bring it on back, bring it on back
Won't you bring me some country wine?
Neighbors passin' by, just bringin' a friendly high
We don't sing out in the night, bringin' sweet old apple wine
(chorus)
(scat singing)
Sky's so full of stars, it doesn't matter who you are
We're gonna have us a real good good time, if'n you just bring the
wine
(x2):
Won't you bring it on back, bring it on back
Won't you bring it on back to this heart of mine?
Bring it on back, bring it on back
Won't you bring me some, bring me some, bring me some country wine?
Powder Blue Mercedes Queen
(Mark Lindsay)
Smokin' down the boulevard, flashin' at the red lights
Baby's lookin' pretty hot, well you're goin' with me tonight
CHORUS:
Blue, power blue, blue Mercedes queen
Not like the Devil, she's a human bein'
Back to the alley, over to the si-ide
Go ahead, you know I love to ride
Do it like a lady, do it like a lady hey
(16 yeah's)
Headin' down the highway, movin' in the open night
Hope she's comin' my way, like to take her on a ride
(chorus)
Movin' on the highway, flashin' at the red lights
Hope she's comin' my way, we'll you're goin' with me tonight
(chorus; throaty yeah's continue to fade)
This is just our little memo
To remind you of my demo
Put in the mail a week ago
Haven't heard it on the radio
CHORUS:
Good mornin', song seller
I suppose we've got it made
You're such a charmin' fella
Why can't you get this record played
Record played, record played?
Got 2 sways I stole from the Beatles
Had 'em sewed on with-a magic needles
Now I can play like George & Ringo
Haven't heard it on the radio
(chorus)
Waitin' down for the Devil, ah
I'm gonna make me a record deal
I'm gonna need me a real big wheel
Someone tell it to me, deal, now
Makin' the time that's push & shovin'
If you want me to, I'll sing about lovin'
Sing about it fast, sing about it slow
Wanna hear it on the radio
(chorus)
(long instrumental, to fade)
A Simple Song
(Mark Lindsay/J. D'Andrea)
Sittin' on my bed, usin' pencil lead
Wishin' I was fed, tryin' to catch what's comin' from my head
Now the words are here, but they don't seem clear
& some doubt appears as I'm singin' through the air comin' to my
ears
CHORUS:
Sing along with me (x4)
If you'd like to sing your so-called thing
Well, get done the things that you do like to do, like to do your thing
It's a simple song & it won't take long
You can sing along, come on, come on & sing along
(chorus)
(instrumental)
(repeat chorus & fade)
Love Music
(D. Lambert/B. Potter)
Look at us today
We ain't got nothin' nice to say
We've got our hands up in the air
Expecting miracles from somewhere
& the words, we don't pay no attention
& the good in us all we don't mention
CHORUS:
We need more love music, we sure can use it
To turn those people on
We need more love music, my heart approves it
Before the beat is gone
Droppin' down the street
No happy faces do you meet
& all those promises that we made
Are soon forgotten or mislaid
When the spirit, people, is dying
& the time pretty prices are trying
(chorus)
A little music never hurt no one
Gotta be a song for every mother's son
So believe your heart can hum
Well, let me tell you where I'm comin' from
We need more love music, we sure can use it
To turn those people on
(drum solo, with low scat singing)
We need more love music, we need more love music
(chorus)
(repeat & fade):
We need more love music
Stealin' through the eyes of darkness that's byes creepin' below
Baby, you have left me lonely with you in my heart & soul
I'm down in this hole of sadness; I'm lookin up & cryin' out to
CHORUS:
Where are the angels? Where do they go?
Angels of mercy, send us love below, down below
Sinkin' in a sea of sorrow, got to feel colder now
Losin' you has made me helpless, never said what I'd done
If only you were here to tell me, won't somebody tell me, please?
(chorus)
(instrumental)
Somebody help me find tomorrow, home seems so far away
Livin' through this night is madness, can't believe you'd do this way
If you would come home to love me, the nights, they will give me for
sure
(chorus)
(instrumental, to fade)
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