I Should Hve Known Better — The Beatles

   I – – – – – – should have known better with a girl like  you,
   That I would love everything that you do,
   And I do, hey, hey, hey, and I do.            Whoa, ooh
   I – – – – – –  never realized what a kiss could be,
   This could only happen to me,
   Can’t you see, can’t you see?

   That when I tell you that I love you, oh,
   You’re gonna say you love me too – oo – oo – oo – oo, oho,
   And when I ask you to be mine,     you’re gonna say you love me too.

   So – o – o, I – – – – – – should have realized a lot of things before,
   Give me more, hey, hey, hey, give me more.
   I – – – – – –  never realized what a kiss could be,
   This could only happen to me,
   Can’t you see, can’t you see?
   That when I tell you that I love you, oh,
   You’re gonna say you love me too – oo – oo – oo – oo, oho,
   And when I ask you to be mine,     you’re gonna say you love me too.

   You love me too,          you love me too

You Ain’t Going Nowhere — Bob Dylan

Clouds so swift
Rain won’t lift
Gate won’t close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain’t goin’ nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

I don’t care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain’t goin’ nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain’t goin’ nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We’ll climb that hill no matter how steep

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

This song by the original artist :

Absolutely Sweet Marie — Bob Dylan

Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can’t jump it
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
I’m just sitting here beating on my trumpet
With all these promises you left for me
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, I waited for you when I was half sick
Yes, I waited for you when you hated me
Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic
When you knew I had some other place to be
Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately

Well, six white horses that you did promise
Were fin’lly delivered down to the penitentiary
But to live outside the law, you must be honest
I know you always say that you agree
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, I don’t know how it happened
But the riverboat captain, he knows my fate
But ev’rybody else, even yourself
They’re just gonna have to wait

Well, I got the fever down in my pockets
The Persian drunkard, he follows me
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can’t unlock it
You see, you forgot to leave me with the key
Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed
That a man can’t give his address out to bad company
And now I stand here lookin’ at your yellow railroad
In the ruins of your balcony
Wond’ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie

She Belongs to Me — Bob Dylan

She’s got everything she needs,
She’s an artist, she don’t look back.
She’s got everything she needs,
She’s an artist, she don’t look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black

You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.

She never stumbles,
She’s got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
She’s got no place to fall.
She’s nobody’s child,
The Law can’t touch her at all.

She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She’s a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.

Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum

Here is the song by the original artist:

This Wheel’s on Fire — Bob Dylan

If your mem’ry serves you well,
I was goin’ to confiscate your lace,
And wrap it up in a sailor’s knot
And hide it in your case.
If I knew for sure that it was yours . . .
But it was oh so hard to tell.
But you knew that we would meet again,
If your mem’ry serves you well.

This wheel’s on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode!

If your mem’ry serves you well,
You’ll remember you’re the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done.
And after ev’ry plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell,
You knew that we would meet again,
If your mem’ry served you well.

This wheel’s on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode!

Here is the song by the original artist:

Pu Yai Lee — Traditional

Paw saw song pan ha roi si
Pu Yai Lee tee klong pachum
Chao ban tang ma chum num
Ma pachum tee ban Pu Yai Lee
Taw pai nee Pu Yai Lee
Ja khor glao

Verse 2:

Teung rueang rao tee dai pachum ma
Tang kan kao sang ma wa
Hai chao na liang ped lae sukon

Refrain:

Ma noi, ma noi tamada
Ma noi, ma noi tamada

Verse 3:

Phai ta see hua klon tham wa
Sukon nan keu arai
Poo Yai Lee look keun tob than dai

Refrain:

Ma noi, ma noi tamada
Ma noi, ma noi tamada

Final Spoken Line:

Chao ban ja roo wa ja tam yang ngai

Watchtower — Bob Dylan

“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”

“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke
“There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late”

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl

Gloria ‐ Van Morrison

Like to tell ya about my baby
You know she comes around
She’s about five feet four
From her head to the ground

You know she comes around here
At just about midnight
She make ya feel so good, Lord
She make ya feel all right

And her name is G-L-O-R-I
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it everyday (Gloria)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

She comes around here
Just about midnight
Ha, she make me feel so good, Lord
I wanna say she make me feel all right

Comes a-walkin’ down my street
When she come to my house
She knock upon my door
And then she comes to my room
And she make me feel all right

G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I’m gonna shout it every day (Gloria)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Looks so good (Gloria) well, all right
Just so good (Gloria) all right, yeah

Wild Thing -The Troggs

Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing

Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
I love you

Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing

Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
You move me

Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing
C’mon, c’mon, wild thing
Check it, check it, wild thing

Louie Louie — The Kingsmen

Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.
Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.

A fine girl, who waited for me.
I catch a ship across the sea.
I sailed the ship all alone.
I wondered when I’m gonna make it home.

Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.
Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.

Three nights and days I sailed the sea.
I think of the girl constantly.
On the ship, I dream she there.
I smell the rose that’s in her hair.

Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.
Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.

I see Jamaican moon above.
See the girl I’m thinking of.
I take her in my arms and then
Say I’ll never leave again.

Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.
Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go.

Oh, we gotta go now.
Uh-huh we gotta go.
Get that boy outta here

Let’s go!