IN GERMANY BEFORE THE WAR


In Germany Before The War
There was a man who owned a store
In nineteen hundred thirty-four
In Dusseldorf
And every night at fine-o-nine
He'd cross the park down to the Rhine
And he'd sit there by the shore

I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea

A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Reflected in his glasses
As he watches her
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray

I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea

We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still

WHEN I FIND MY LIFE


Oh, I will free the bird in me
Oh, when I find my life.
What I always knew could be
Oh, when I find my life.
I will see the truth in me
Oh, when I find my life.
Oh, when I find my life.
I will let go the pain
Oh, when I find my life.
I will reach beyond the strain
Oh, when I find my life.
Fear of lost and fear of pain
Oh, when I find my life.
Oh, when I find my life.

I remember all the games of shame
And all the lies you told me.
I have worked so hard to learn
And flunked so far in my attempts to let it go by,
dear.

And it's so easy
I just opened my eyes.
And it's so hard
To let go.
Oh, I will free the bird in me
Oh, when I find my life.
I will we what I want to be
Oh, when I find my life.

I am here and I am free.
Oh, when I find my life. [Repeats]

GLOOMY SUNDAY


Sunday is Gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you

Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
Let them know that I'm glad to go

Death is no dream,
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday

Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of
My heart
Dear

Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday

SALOMON SONG


You saw the wise man salomon,
You know what 'came of him.
To him the world seemed clear as day,
He cursed the sad hour that he saw the sign,
He knew that everything was dust.

How great and wise was salomon!
Watch out the world is spinning fast
The night will fall, the price we'll pay
Such wisdom's not all it's cracked up to be,
So let us praise such clarity.

You saw divine cleopatra,
You know what 'came of her.
Two emperors died to serve her lust,
She whored herself to death, yes she did,
And withered into lovely dust.

How beautiful great babylon.
Watch out, the world is spinning fast
The night will fall, the price we'll pay,

Such beauty's not all it's cracked up to be,
So let us praise such luxury.

Behold the man, the bold macheath,
The end's in sight, I fear.
If he had kept his pretty head
And just robbed the rich, but oh no, instead
All's come to nought and turned to dust.

How sad the heart when it has won.
Watch out the world is spinning fast,
The night will fall, the price we'll pay.
Such whoring's not all it's cracked up to be,
So let us praise sweet chastity.

I'd like to introduce my friend, my musical director
and accompanist, mr. Paul Trueblood. please, come on!

COME AND STAY WITH ME


I'll send away all my false pride
And I'll forsake all of my life
Yes I'll be as true as true can be
If you'll come and stay with me.

Lovers of the past I'll leave behind
There'll never be another on my mind
I'll do all I can so you'll feel free
If you come and stay with me

The promises I made most faithfully
I'll keep them still should you decide to leave
I'll try and see that you have all you need
If you'll come and stay with me

We'll live a life no one has ever known
But I know you're thinking that I'm hardly grown
I'll do all I can so you'll feel free
If you'll come and stay with me.

But oh thank God at last and finally
I could see you're gonna stay with me

ALONE


From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were ? I have not seen
As others saw ? I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone.
Then ? in my childhood ? in the dawn
Of a most stormy life ? was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
To mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold ?
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by ?
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

FILE IT UNDER FUN FROM THE PAST


Do you remember me?
Do you remember anything?
Don't pretend I didn't make you laugh
File it under fun from the past

Well, I'm looking 'round the room
Some of the people I've loved
Guess I remember everything
File it under fun from the past

[Chorus]
I could have been a contender - a contender for your
love
I would have given you everything if I only knew how
I would have given you everything if I only knew how,
only knew how
I could have been a contender - a contender for your
love
File it under fun from the past
File it under fun from the past

It was only you; it was always only you
I never saw what other people bought
I never cared what they thought
Well, I'm looking 'round the room
Some of the people I've loved
Guess I remember everything
File it under fun from the past

[Chorus]

Do you remember me?
Do you remember anything?
Don't pretend that it'll make you laugh
File it under fun from the past

Well, I'm looking 'round the room
Some of the people I've loved
Guess I remember everything
File it under fun from the past

[Chorus]

IT'S ALL OVER NOW BABY BLUE


You must leave now, take what you need, you think will
last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you'd better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are coming through
And it's all over now, baby blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, baby blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.

Your empty-handed armies are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, baby blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind you, something calls
for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, baby blue.

THE BALLAD OF THE SOLDIER'S WIFE


What was sent to the soldier's wife
From the ancient city of prague?
From prague came a pair of high heeled shoes,
With a kiss or two came the high heeled shoes
From the ancient city of prague.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From oslo over the sound?
From oslo he sent her a collar of fur,
How it pleases her, the little collar of fur
From oslo over the sound.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From the wealth of amsterdam?
From amsterdam, he got her a hat,
She looked sweet in that,
In her little dutch hat
From the wealth of amsterdam.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From brussels in belgian land?
From brussels he sent her the laces so rare
To have and to wear,

All those laces so rare
From brussels in belgian land.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From paris, city of light?
From paris he sent her a silken gown,
It was ended in town, that silken gown,
From paris, city of light.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From the south, from bucharest?
From bucharest he got her this shirt
Embroidered and pert, that rumanian shirt
From the south, from bucharest.

What was sent to the soldier's wife
From the far-off russian land?
From russia he sent her a widow's veil
For her dead to bewail in her widow's veil
From the far-off russian land,
From the far-off russian land.

Thank you.

SEX WITH STRANGERS


Someone saw you
By the waterside.
Nothing you can do will change her.
This is not the time for secrets
Save your breath.

It's time
For sex
With strangers.
It's time
For sex
With strangers.
It's time
For sex
With strangers -
Maybe sex with someone else.

Completely empty
You have nothing left inside.
Bored, you thought you'd try a little danger -
And now you have betrayed yourself.

It's time
For sex
With strangers.
It's time
For sex
With strangers.
It's time
For sex
With strangers -
Time for sex with someone else.

She wants to run away and hide
Nothing you can do will save her
She thought she knew you.
Knew how much you felt.

But now
It's sex
With strangers.
Now
It's sex
With strangers.
But now
It's sex
With strangers -
Time for sex with someone else.

But now
It's sex
With strangers
Now
It's sex
With strangers.
But now
It's sex
With strangers -
Now it's time for sex with someone else.