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Gentle On My Mind (Words & music: John Hartford) It's knowing that your door is always open And you path is free to walk, hm, hm That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch It's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the inkstains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry That keeps you ever gentle on my mind. It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Planted on their columns now that bind me Or something that somebody said Because they thought we'd fit together walking It's just knowing that the world Will not be cursing Or forgiving when I walk along Some railroad track and find That you're moving on the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry And for hours you're just gentle on my mind. Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junk yards and the highways Come between us And some other woman's cryin' to her mother 'Cause she turned and I was gone I still might run in silence Tears og joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me Till I'm blind But not to where I cannot see you walking On the back roads By the rivers flowing gently on my mind. I dipped my cup of soup back from a gurgling Crackling cauldron in some train yard My beard a roughing coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across my face Through cupped hands arounda tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find That you're waving from the backroads By the rivers of my mem'ry Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind. Recorded: 1969/01/14, first released on From Elvis In Memphis, June 1969 Gently (Words & music: Murray Wizell / Edward Lisbona) Gently your eyes met mine Tender, trusting, true Gently your hand took mine Thrilled me through and through. Gently, oh, so gently Gentle as the dawn Gently, oh. so gently Our true love was born. Gently your lips kissed mine As we strolled along Gently your heart touched mine Young and warm and strong. Gently, oh, so gently Gentle as the dawn Gently, oh. so gently Our true love was born. Gently the hour is near When true loves have to part Gently we'll meet again One more kiss, sweetheart. Gently, oh, so gently Gentle as the dawn Gently, oh. so gently Our true love was born. Our true love was born. Recorded: 1961/03/12, first released on Something For Everybody, June 1961 G.I. Blues (Words & music: Sid Tepper / Roy C. Bennett) They give us a room With a view of the beautiful Rhine They give us a room With a view of the beautiful Rhine A-gimme a muddy old creek In Texas any old time. I've got those hup, two, three, four Occupation G.I. blues From my G.I. hair To the heels of my G.I. shoes And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse. We get Hasenpfeffer And black Pumpernickel for chow We get Hasenpfeffer And black Pumpernickel for chow I'd blow my next month's pay For a slice of Texas cow. We'd like to be heroes But all we do here is march We'd like to be heroes But all we do here is march And they don't give the Purple Heart For a fallen arch. I've got those hup, two, three, four Occupation G.I. blues From my G.I. hair To the heels of my G.I. shoes And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse. The Fräuleins are pretty as flowers But we can't make a pass The Fräuleins are pretty as flowers But we can't make a pass 'Cause they're all wearin' signs saying: »Keepen Sie off the grass«. I've got those hup, two, three, four Occupation G.I. blues From my G.I. hair To the heels of my G.I. shoes And if I don't go stateside soon I'm gonna blow my fuse. (Occupation G.I. blues) Occupation G.I. blues Occupation G.I. blues Heidi (ho). Recorded: 1960/04/27, first released on G.I. Blues, October 1960 Girl Happy (Words & music: Doc Pomus / Norman Meade (Jerry Ragavoy)) Girl happy Yes I'm girl happy Girl happy Can't you see. Ev'ry girl I see looks good to me What a crazy way out way to be I love a life of nothing but Beautiful women Well, I'm girl happy Yes, I'm girl happy Girl happy Can't you see. Ev'ry time I see a pretty face My heart just heads for outer space I need a girl to make my Life worth livin' Yes, I'm girl happy Yes, I'm girl happy Girl happy Can't you see. I've been like this Since I was just a baby boy First nurse that rocked my cradle Made me jump for joy. Mama, keep your daughter out of sight I'm in a lovin' mood tonight I love a life with nothing But beautiful women Well, I'm girl happy Yes, I'm girl happy Girl happy Can't you see. I've been like this Since I was just a baby boy First nurse that rocked my cradle Made me jump for joy. Girl happy Well, I'm girl happy Yes, I'm girl happy Can't you see. Girl, girl happy I said I'm girl happy Yes, I'm girl happy Can't you see. Recorded: 1964/06/10, first released on Girl Happy, April 1965 Girl Next Door Went A'Walking (Words & music: Bill Rice / Thomas Wayne) The girl next door went a'walking She found a boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. The girl next door went a'walking She knew it wasn't right She came home half past ten Late every night The girl next door went a'walking She found a boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. She didn't know love was so grand She never took love second hand But to my surprise She thought that love was paradise. The girl next door went a'walking She found a boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. The girl next door went a'walking She knew it wasn't right She came home at half past ten Late every night. The girl next door went a'walking She found a boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. She didn't know love was so grand She never took love second hand But to my surprise She thought that love was paradise. The girl next door went a'walking She found a boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. Now the two are married Settled down for life She walks by him hand in hand Late every night. The girl next door went a'walking She found the boy she liked She wanted to get married Settle down for life. Settle down for life Settle down for life Settle down for life. Recorded: 1960/04/03, first released on Elvis Is Back, April 1960 Girl Of Mine (Words & music: Les Reed / Barry Mason) When your asleep beside me I watch you lying there Your hand upon the pillow And moonlight in your hair I get the warmest feeling So good I almost cry I kiss your sleeping lips and say »I'll love you 'till I die«. Oh, girl of mine You make my day One sunny smile And all the clouds is blown away Eyes deep as the sea Seem to say to me »Our love will always be«. So girl of mine Turn out the light And in my arms Together we'll make sweet love tonight Down life's golden road And you'll always know I love you, girl of mine. Sometimes I know I hurt you When things ain't goin' right I'll walk away and leave you To face the lonely night I wouldn't blame you, darling If you are doubting me But I'll return to find you there Still waiting patiently. Oh, girl of mine You make my day One sunny smile And all the clouds is blown away Eyes deep as the sea Seem to say to me »Our love will always be«. So girl of mine Turn out the light And in my arms Together we'll make sweet love tonight Down life's golden road And you'll always know I love you, girl of mine. Recorded: 1973/07/24, first released on Raised On Rock, November 1973 Girls! Girls! Girls! (Words & music: Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller) (Girls, girls, girls, girls) (Girls) goin' swimmin' (Girls) in bikinis (Girls) a-walkin' and a-wigglin' by Yay, yay, yay (Girls) on the beaches (Girls) oh, what peaches (Girls) so pretty, Lord, I could cry I'm just a red-blooded boy And I can't stop thinkin' about. (Girls) sailin' sailboats (Girls) waterskiin' They'll drive me out of my mind Yay, yay, yay (Girls) big and brassy (Girls) small and sassy (Girls) just give me one of each kind I'm just a red-blooded boy And I can't stop thinkin' about Girls, girls, girls, girls. And when I pick up a sandwich too much A-crunchy crunchety, a crunchety crunch I never ever get to finish my lunch Because there's always bound to be a bunch of (Girls) in tight sweaters (Girls) in short dresses Girls a-walkin' and a-wigglin' by Yay, yay, yay (Girls), out boatin' (Girls) just a-floatin' (Girls) so pretty, Lord I could cry I'm just a red-blooded boy And I can't stop thinkin' about Girls, girls, girls, girls. I'm just a red-blooded boy And I can't stop thinkin' about Girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls. Recorded: 1962/03/27, first released on Girls! Girls! Girls! November 1962 Girls! Girls! Girls! (End title version) (Words & music: Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller) (Girls), from Tahiti (Girls), from Samoa (Girls), wearin' skirts made of gras Yay, yay, yay (Girls), Brazilian beauties (Girls), Castillian cuties Si, si, si, yes, yes, yes. (Girls) from Manila (Girls) from Bali Bali (Girls) twistin' ev'ry which a-way Yay, yay, yay (Girls) in tight sweaters (Girls) in short dresses (Girls) from the good old USA I'm just a red-blooded boy And I can't stop thinkin' about Girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls Girls, girls, girls, girls ... Recorded: 1962/03/28, first released on 4-cd box Kid Galahad / Girls! Girls! Girls! - Double Features, January 8, 1993 Give Me The Right (Words & music: Fred Wise / Norman Blagman) Give me the right To hold you tonight The tears that I've cried over you Give me the right. You can't say no When I need you so I want you back in my arms Give me the right. If you looked deep in your heart Like I looked into mine You'll find that nothing has changed Our love was there all the time. Why make me plead For something you need? I want to bring back the thrill Give me the right. Why make me plead For something you need? I want to bring back the thrill Give me the right. Recorded: 1961/03/12, first released on Something For Everybody, June 1961 Go East - Young Man (Words & music: Bill Giant / Bernie Baum / Florence Kaye) I'm gonna go where the desert sun is Go where I know the fun is Go where the harem girls dance Go where there's love and romance Out on the burning sand In some caravan I'll find adventure while I can To say the least, go on Go east, young man. Go east, young man Go east, young man You'll feel like a sheik So rich and grand With dancing girls At your command Go eat and drink and feast Go east, young man. I'm gonna go where the night's enchanted Go where those dreams are granted When paradise starts calling Into some tent I'm crawling I'll hear those desert drums And when night time comes Then I'll make love the way I plan To say the least, go on Go east, young man. Go east, young man Go east, young man You'll feel like a sheik So rich and grand With dancing girls At your command Go eat and drink and feast Go east, young man. Go eat and drink and feast Go east, young man. Recorded: 1965/02/26, first released on Harum Scarum, October 1965 Goin' Home (Words & music: Joy Byers) This proud wild land Where the winds blow free Has always been A part of me It's in my blood I just can't get it out. For a hundred miles A man can see And be about as wild As he wants to be If he feels like shoutin' All he's gotta do is shout. Where the purple mountains Reach up high And look like they're Gonna touch the sky Where the canyon walls Have stood for a million years. Where the days are hot The nights are cold The desert sand Looks just like gold These trails were carved In sweat and blood and tears. Where the painted desert As you pass by Looks like a rainbow In the sky The cactus blooms In the early morning sun. Where the night winds sing The eagles fly The clouds paint pictures In the sky The coyote's howl tells you When the day is gone. I'm comin' home This time I'm gonna stay I'm comin' home And I ain't never, never goin' away. My feet are itching To get back home I've had the desert fever Since I've been gone I need some love so bad That I can't see. When a woman looks A man in the eye You know, it takes a man To satisfy Thinking about them girls Is a-killin' me. Well, I'm goin' home Goin' home Goin' home I'm goin' home Goin' home Goin' home I'm going home Goin' home Goin' home Goin' home I'm goin' home ... Recorded: 1968/01/15, first released on Speedway, June 1968 Golden Coins (Words & music: Bill Giant / Bernie Baum / Florence Kaye) Say you're mine Then ask me what you will All your dreams My darling, I'll fulfill. Golden coins I will bring to you Silver trinkets and rubies too In return, dear, I'm begging you For the pleasures of love. I'll bring gifts like you never saw Priceless garments that you'll adore Persian rugs to enhance your floor For the pleasures of love. Darling, choose anything you please Rich brocade or woven tapestries In exchange, I plead on my knees For the pleasures of love. Golden coins I'll place at your feet Precious jewels to make life complete All my treasures are yours, my sweet For the pleasures of love. Recorded: 1965/02/25, first released on Harum Scarum, October 1965 Gonna Get Back Home Somehow (Words & music: Doc Pomus / Mort Shuman) Hear that old train whistle Howlin' in the night If that flier's southbound Everything will be alright I'm leavin' now Leavin' now Leavin' now I'm gonna get back home somehow. Don't nobody tell me Baby's been untrue If she's been unfaithful I don't know what I'll do I'm leavin' now Leavin' now Leavin' now I'm gonna get back home somehow. Never thought that I could miss her so I never thought I could, but now I know. The sound of that old train whistle Makes me wanna cry Reminds me of that lonely feelin' When I said goodbye I'm leavin' now Leavin' now Leavin' now I'm gonna get back home somehow. Never thought that I could miss her so Never thought I could, but now I know. The sound of that old train whistle Makes me wanna cry Reminds me of that lonely feelin' When I said goodbye I'm leavin' now Leavin' now Leavin' now I'm gonna get back home somehow. Recorded: 1962/03/18, first released on Pot Luck, June 1962 Good Luck Charm (Words & music: Aaron Harold Schroeder / Wally Gold) Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, oh, yeah. Don't want a four leaf clover Don't want an old horse shoe Want your kiss 'Cause I just can't miss With a good luck charm like you. Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm A-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight. Don't want a silver dollar Rabbit's foot on a string The happiness In your warm caress No rabbit's foot can bring. Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm A-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight. Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, oh yeah Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, tonight. If I found a lucky penny I'd toss it across the bay Your love is worth All the gold on earth No wonder that I say: Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm A-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight. Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, oh yeah Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, tonight. Recorded: 1961/10/15, first released on single, March 1962 Good Rockin' Tonight (Words & music: Roy Brown) Well, I heard the news There's good rockin' tonight Well, I heard the news There's good rockin' tonight I wannaa hold my baby As tight as I can Tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man I heard the news There's good rockin' tonight. I say meet me in a hurry Behind the barn Don't you be afraid I'll do you no harm I want you to bring along My rockin' shoes 'Cause tonight I'm gonna rock away All my blues I heard the news There's good rockin' tonight. Well, we're gonna rock We're gonna rock Let's rock Come on and rock We're gonna rock All our blues away. Have you heard the news? Everybody's rockin' tonight Have you heard the news? Everybody's rockin' tonight I wanna hold my baby As tight as I can Well, tonight she'll know I'm a mighty, mighty man I heard the news There's good rockin' tonight. Well, we're gonna rock, rock, rock, rock Come on and rock, rock, rock, rock Let's rock, rock, rock, rock Well, let's rock, rock, rock, rock We're gonna rock All our blues away. Recorded: 1954/09, first released on single, September 25, 1955 Good Time Charlie's Got The Blues (Words & music: Danny O'Keefe) Everybody's gone away Said they're movin' to L.A. There's not a soul I know around Everybody's leaving town. Some caught a freight Some caught a plane Found the sunshine Leave the rain. They said this town Will waste your time I guess they're right It's wasting mine. Some gotta win Some gotta lose Good time Charlie's Got the blues Good time Charlie's Got the blues. You know my heart Keeps telling me You're not a kid At thirty-three. Play around You lose your wife You play too long You lose your life. Some gotta win Some gotta lose Good time Charlie's Got the blues Good time Charlie's Got the blues Good time Charlie's Got the blues. Some gotta win Some gotta lose Good time Charlie's Got the blues Good time Charlie's Got the blues Good time Charlie's Got the blues. Recorded: 1973/12/13, first released on Good Times, March 1974 Got A Lot O' Livin' To Do! (Words & music: Aaron Harold Schroeder / Ben Weisman) Oh, yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do Come on, baby To make it fun it takes two Oh, yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do And there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. There's a moon that's big and bright In the Milky Way tonight But the way you act You never would know it's there Now, baby, time's a-wastin' A lot o' kisses I ain't been tastin' I don't know about you But I'm a-gonna get my share. Mmm, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do Come on, baby To make it fun it takes two Oh, yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do And there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. There's a balmy little breeze That's a-whistlin' through the trees And it's telling you To pitch a little woo with me Why don't you take a listen You'll never know what you've been missin' Step up real close And be my little honey bee. Mmm, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do Come on, baby To make it fun it takes two Oh, yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do And there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. You're the prettiest thing I've seen But you treat me so doggone mean Ain't you got no heart? I'm dyin' to hold you near Why do you keep me waitin'? Why don't you start cooperatin'? Ain't the things I say The things you wanna hear? Mmm, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do Come on, baby To make it fun it takes two Oh, yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do Whole lot o' lovin' to do And there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. Well, there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. Well, there's no one Who I'd rather do it with than you. Recorded: 1957/01/12, first released on Loving You, Vol. 2 EP, June 1957 Got My Mojo Working / Keep Your Hands Off Of Her (Words & music: Preston Foster / Adap. Elvis Presley) Keep your hands off of her She belongs to me Mojo working Don't belong to you Well, she's mine, all mine No matter what you do Play it boys, play it boys. I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Well, but you're mine, all mine No matter what you do Let's sing it now. She's long, lean and lanky Sweet as she can be Hands off of her She belongs to me Hands off of her Don't belong to you Well, she's mine, all mine No matter what you do. I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Well, but you're mine, all mine No matter what you do Let's sing it now Play it again, play it, yeah. Well, mine, all mine No matter what you do Play it now. Well, she's long lean and lanky Sweet as she can be Hands off of her Unless you want to deal with me. I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Well, you're mine, all mine No matter what you do. Yeah! I got my mojo working I got my mojo working I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Well, you're mine, all mine No matter what you do Let's hear it now. She's long, lean and lanky Sweet as she can be Hands off of her She belongs to me Hands off of her Don't belong to you Well, she's mine, all mine No matter what you do One more time! Yeah! I got my mojo working I got my mojo working I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Well, you're mine, all mine No matter what you do Listen to me now. I said you're long, lean and lanky Cute as you can be Hands off of her Unless you want deal with me. Oh, get your hands off of her She don't belong to you Well, you're mine, all mine No matter what you do Yeah, I got my mojo working I got my mojo working I got my mojo working I got my mojo working I got my mojo working But it just don't work on you Heh, heh. Recorded: 1970/06/05, first released on Love Letters From Elvis, May 1971 Green Green Grass Of Home (Words & music: Claude (Curly) Putman, Jr.) The old home town looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me Is my mama and my papa Down the road I look And there runs Mary Hair of gold And lips like cherries It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly Oh, it's good to touch The green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing Though the paint is cracked and dry And there's that old oak tree That I used to play on Yeah, down the lane I'll walk With my sweet Mary Hair of gold And lips like cherries It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly Oh, it's good to touch The green, green grass of home. Then I awake and look around me Four gray walls surround me And I realize I was only dreaming There's a guard And there's a sad old padre Arm and arm we'll walk At daybreak Again I'll touch The green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me In the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me 'Neath the green, green grass of home. Recorded: 1975/03/10, first released on Today, May 1975 Guadalajara (Words & music: Pepe Guízar) Guadalajara, Guadalajara Guadalajara, Guadalajara. Tiens el alma de provinciana Hueles a limpio a rosa temprana A verde jara fresca del rio Son mil palomos to caserio Guadalajara, Guadalajara Sabes a pura tierra mojada. Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Colomitos lejanos Ay! Ojitos de agua hermanos Ay! Colomitos inolvidables Inolvidables como las tardes En que la lluvia desde la loma Irnos hacia hasta Zapopam. Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Misermano Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Mejicanos Ay! Colomitos inolvidables Inolvidables como las tardes En que la lluvia desde la loma Irnos hacia hasta Zapopam. Guadalajara, Guadalajara Guadalajara, Guadalajara Guadalajara, Guadalajara Guadalajara. Recorded: 1963/01/23, first released on Fun in Acapulco, December 1963 Guitar Man (Words & music: Jerry Reed Hubbard) Well, I quit my job down at the car wash Left my mama a goodbye note By sundown I left Kingston With my guitar under my coat I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis Got a room at the YMCA For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights clubs Lookin' for a place to play Well, I thought my pickin' Would set 'em on fire But nobody wanted to hire A guitar man. Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death Down in Memphis I run out of money and luck So I bummed me a ride Down to Macon, Georgia On an overloaded poultry truck I thumbed on down to Panama City Started picking out Some of them all night bars Hoping I could make myself a dollar Making music on my guitar I got the same old story Of them all night piers There ain't no room around here For a guitar man »We don't need a guitar man, son«. So I slept in the hobo jungles Roamed a thousand miles of track Till I found myself in Mobile, Alabama In a club they call »Big Jack's« A little four-piece band was jamming So I took my guitar and I sat in I showed them what a band would sound like With a swingin' little guitar man Show them, son. If you ever take a trip Down to the ocean Find yourself down around Mobile Well, make it on out To a club called »Jack's« If you got a little time to kill Just follow that crowd of people You'll wind up out on his dance floor Diggin' the finest little five-piece group Up and down the Gulf of Mexico And guess who's leading That five-piece band Well, wouldn't you know It's that swingin' little guitar man Yeah, yeah. Recorded: 1967/09/10, first released on Clambake, November 19, 1967