Hound Dog
(Jerry Leiber/Mike Stoller)You
ain’t nothin but a Hound Dog,
cry-in all the time.
You ain’t nothin but a Hound Dog,
cry-in all the time.
Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
and you ain’t no friend of mine.
When they said you was high-classed,
well, that was just a lie,
When they said you was high-classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
and you ain’t no friend of mine
Requested by Nolites
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Return To Sender
(Blackwell/Scott)I gave a letter to the postman
he put it his sack
But in early next morning
he brought my letter back
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back.
So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D
But in early next morning
it came right back to me
She wrote upon it:
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
This time I'm gonna take it myself
and put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
then I'll understand the writing on it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such person, no such zone
Requested by Stephen Verhaeren
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Paralysed
(Blackwell/Presley)
When you looked into my eyes
I stood there like I was hyp-notised
You sent a feeling to my spine
A feeling warm and smooth and fine
But all I could do was stand there paralyzed
When we kissed, ooh what a thrill
You took my hand and, ooh baby, what a chill
I felt like grabbin' you real tight
Squeezed and squeezed with all my might
But all I could do was stand there paralyzed
* Oh yah lucky me, I’m singin' ev'ry day, Ooo
Ever since the day you came my way, Ooo
You made my life for me just one big happy game
I'm gay ev'ry morning
At night I’m still the same
Well do you remember that wonderful time
When you held my hand and swore that you'd be mine
In front of the preacher you said "I do"
I couldn't say a word for thinking of you
All I could do was stand there paralyzed
* Repeat
All I could do was stand there paralyzed
Requested by Stefan Nilsson
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Way Down
(Layne Martine Jnr)
Babe, you're gettin' closer, the lights are goin' dim
The sound of your breathin', has made the mood I’m in
All of my resistance is lying on the floor
You're taking me to places that I’ve never been before
* Ooh, and I can feel it (feel it), feel it (feel it),
feel it (feel it), feel it (feel it)
(Way down) way down where the music plays
(Way down) way down like a tidal wave
(Way down) way down where the fires blaze
Way down, down, (way way on down)
Ooh my head is spinnin', you got me in your spell
A hundred magic fingers, a twirling carousel
The medicine within me, no doctor could prescribe
Your love is doin' something that I just can't describe
* Repeat
Hold me again as tight as you can, I need you so, baby let's go
(Way down) way down where it feels so good,
(Way down) way down where I hoped it would
(Way down) way down where I never could,
way down, down, way, way on down
(Way on down) (way on down)
Requested by Lee Claxton
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Can't Help Falling in Love
(Hugo Peretti / Luigi Creatore / George Weiss)
Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you
* Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you
* Repeat
For I can't help falling in love with you
Requested by Kenny
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Amazing Grace
(William J. Gaither, arr. Elvis Presley)
Amazing grace, oh how sweet the sound
That saved a wreck like me
I once was lost, though now I'm found
I was blind, but now I see
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Then when, when we first begun
Too many ages false and spent
I have already hung
This face and flock He saved us by
His endless grace will leave me whole
Amazing grace, oh how sweet the sound
To save a wreck like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
I was blind, but now I see
Requested by "Mood4jazz"
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Jailhouse Rock
(Leiber / Stoller)
The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.
Number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.
The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
way over in the corner weepin' all alone.
The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.
Shifty Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake,
no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break."
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
Requested by Charlotte Webster
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Take My Hand Precious Lord
(Thomas A. Dorsey)
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak and worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear precious Lord linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak and worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home
Requested by Sheila Clay
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