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Opdateret 18. juli 2007

Nearer My God To Thee (Words & music: Sarah Fuller Flower Adams / Lowell Mason) Elvis only sang these few lines of the song: Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee, E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee. Recorded: 1972/03/31, first released on Amazing Grace, October 25, 1994 Never Again (Words & music: Billy Edd Wheeler / Jerry Chesnut) I hope I never, ever love Anyone this much again, I can't take it anymore, I've been hurt before Never, ever quite like this time. What will become of me When you're no longer here? If I can't stop loving you, What am I to do? You'll be free but where will I be? Now that I'm used to love, How can I stand alone? Now that love has come and gone, Like the ending of a song, A song my lonely heart keeps singing. Where do I go from here? Will I get over you? If so, next time I'll be smart, I'll know before I start, A heart that don't care, don't get broken. I hope I neverm ever love Anyone this much again, Never, ever, never again, Never again Recorded: 1976/02/06, first released on From Elvis Presley Boulevard, May 1976 Never Been To Spain (Words & music: Hoyt Axton) Well, I've never been to Spain, But I kinda like the music. Say the ladies are insane there, And they sure know how to use it. They don't abuse it, Never gonna loose it, I can't refuse it. Well, I've never been to England, But I kinda like the Beatles, So I headed for Las Vegas, Only made it out to Needles. I got to feel it, Must be near it, Lord, it feels so good, Feels so good. Well, I've never been to heaven, But I've been to Oklahoma. Well, they tell me I was born there, But I really don't remember. In Oklahoma, not Arizona, Yes, what does it matter? What does it matter? Well, I've never been to Spain, But I kinda like the music. Say the ladies are insane there, And they sure know how to use it. They don't abuse it, Never gonna loose it, Well, I can't refuse it. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I've never been to heaven, But I've been to Oklahoma. Well, they tell me I was born there, But I really don't remember. In Oklahoma, not Arizona, Yes, (what does it matter?) What does it matter? In Oklahoma, not Arizona, Yeah, what does it matter? What does it matter much, ah? Recorded: 1972/06/10, first released on Elvis As Recorded At Madison Square Garden, June 1972 Never Ending (Words & music: Buddy Kaye / Phil Springer) Walk down to the beach at sunset, Look as far as you can see. You will find an endless ocean, And that's how my love will always be. (On and on and on). I bring you never ending, never ending, Never ending, never ending, Never ending, never ending love. (It goes on and on). Look up at the sky at midnight, Gaze upon the starlit view. Just as heaven has no boundaries, Neither does my love for you. (On and on and on). I bring you never ending, never ending, Never ending, never ending, Never ending, never ending love. (It goes on and on). Never ending love, (It goes on and on). Never ending love, (It goes on and on). Never ending love, (It goes on and on). Never ending love ... Recorded: 1963/05/26, first released on single, July 1964 Never Say Yes (Words & music: Doc Pomus / Mort Shuman) Look out now, I'm runnin' wild, Ain't no holdin' back this child, I guess you'd say I'm a son-of-a-gun, Livin' just for a life of fun. Here's the secret of my success: Never say yes, no, no, never say yes. Life has taught me one big lesson, Always keep the girlies guessin', Tell them that you love 'em so, You hate to leave, but you gotta go. That's the secret of my success, Never say yes, no, no, never say yes. It's the oldest game in the world, And you gotta know how to play it, Tell her yes in so many ways, But never, ever say it. That's how I'll keep goin' on, Here today, tomorrow gone. That's the kind of life for me, Bein' free like I wanna be. Here's the secret of my success: Never say yes, no, no, never say yes. It's the oldest game in the world, And you gotta know how to play it, Tell her yes in so many ways, But never, ever say it. That's how I'll keep goin' on, Here today, tomorrow gone. That's the kind of life for me, Bein' free like I wanna be. Here's the secret of my success: Never say yes, no, no, never say yes. No, no, never say yes. Recorded: 1966/02/17, first released on Spinout, October 1966 New Orleans (Words & music: Sid Tepper / Roy C. Bennett) (You'll never know) You'll never know (What heaven means) What heaven means Until you've been down to New Orleans. (New Orleans) You ain't been livin' till you cuddle and coo, Oh, with a black-eyed baby by de old bayou. (You've never seen) You've never seen, (Kewpie Doll queens) You've never seen those Kewpie Doll queens Like they got 'em in New Orleans. (New Orleans) A-ooh ooh, they love you like no-one can, (Argh!) It makes you awful glad That you were born a man. If-if-if-if you ain't been there, (Been there) Man, you ain't been nowhere, (Nowhere) The livin's lazy and the lovin's fine. (It's so fine) If you feel low down, (Low down) So help me, Hannah. (Hannah) You're sure to lose the blues In Louisi-ousi-ousi-ana. (So get the lead) Get the lead (Out of your jeans) Get the lead outta your jeans And hot foot it down, Hot foot it down to where? New Orleans (New Orleans) Louisiana baby tells you, »Stay awhile, (Yeah) Live it up, (Yeah) Love it up, (Yeah) Southern style! Way down in New (Down in New) New Orleans«. Recorded: 1958/01/15, first released on King Creole, Vol. 1 EP, August 1958 Night Life (Words & music: Bill Giant / Bernie Baum / Florence Kaye) Oh, the neons are a-gleaming And the gamblers are a-dreaming. Oh, it's night life, yeah, night life. The chips go a-spilling And it's time to make a killing. Oh, it's night life, yeah, night life. Oh, the pockets are a-burning And the money flies, The dice go a-turning And you hit snake eyes. You can't be a quitter When you're caught up in the glitter Of the night life, night life. There's long legged women Who will take you for a trimming, Yes, it's night life, oh, night life. Their lips taste like honey But they're out to spend your money, Yes, it's night life, oh yeah. Just roll that seven And you'll hear them shriek, Seven come eleven It's a lucky streak. You can't beat the drama, The excitement and the glamour Of the night life, I said that night life, Yeah, yeah. So place your bet, Come on make your play. Though you may regret it At the break of day, I said you can't be a quitter When you're caught up in the glitter Of the night life, the night life. Oh, night life, uh huh, the night life, Yeah, yeah, yeah, the night life, Yeah, yeah, yeah, the night life, Oh, night life, yeah, yeah, night ... Recorded: 1963/07/09, first released on Flaming Star, November 1968 Night Rider (Words & music: Doc Pomus / Mort Shuman) Night rider, night rider. You may think that it's the breeze Whistling through the lonely trees, But it's only him a'flyin' 'round the bend As the day comes to an end. Night rider, night rider. He came ridin' into town As the sun was goin' down, Saw my baby and he smiled her heart away. Now what will I do today? Cautioned my baby to stay at home, Not to leave mama's side. She laughed when I told her, »Take care, take care Or you'll share in his midnight ride«. Night rider, night rider. Since you stole her out of sight, I ain't had a peaceful night. Night rider, won't you let my baby be? Come on, send her back to me. Cautioned my baby to stay at home, Not to leave mama's side. She laughed when I told her »Take care, take care, Or you'll share in his midnight ride«. Night rider, night rider. Since you stole her out of sight, I ain't had a peaceful night. Night rider, won't you let my baby be? Come on, send her back to me. Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm, Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm, Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm ... Recorded: 1961/03/18, first released on Pot Luck, June 1962 No More (Words & music: Don Robertson / Hal Blair) No more Do I see the starlight caress your hair. No more Feel the tender kisses we used to share. I close my eyes And clearly my heart remembers A thousand goodbyes Could never put out the embers. Darling, I love you so And my heart forever Will belong to the memory of The love that we knew before. Please come back to my arms, We belong together, Come to me, let's be sweethearts again And then let us part no more. No more Do I feel the touch of your hand on mine. No more See the lovelight making your dark eyes shine. Oh, how I wish I never had caused you sorrow, But don't ever say For us there is no tomorrow. Darling, I love you so And my heart forever Will belong to the memory of The love that we knew before. Please come back to my arms, We belong together, Come to me, let's be sweethearts again And then let us part no more. Recorded: 1961/03/21, first released on Blue Hawaii, October 1961 No Room To Rhumba In A Sports Car (Words & music: Fred Wise / Dick Manning) This was gonna be the night tonight, I was gonna get to hold you tight, But I guess we didn't plan it right, I never stood a chance, We couldn't dance. 'Cause there's no room To rhumba in a sports car, You can't move forward or back. There's no room to do What the beat tells you to Without throwin' your spine outta whack. When a little kiss I want to steal I hit my head against the steering wheel Now I know the way a pretzel feels, All I can do is shout, »Hey, let me out!« 'Cause there's no room To rhumba in a sports car, You can't move forward or back. There's no room to do What the beat tells you to Without throwin' your spine outta whack. What a way to waste away our youth, Nothin' happens here to tell the truth. Let's go out and find a telephone booth, Yeah, that's a better place, I like more space. 'Cause there's no room To rhumba in a sports car, You can't move forward or back. There's no room to do What the beat tells you to Without throwin' your spine outta whack. Recorded: 1963/01/23, first released on Fun In Acapulco, December 1963 Nothingville (Words & music: Billy Strange / Scott Mac Davis) Nothingville, Phony little two bit town Where nothing's real. Treat me like a country clown, Nothingville. I ain't a-gonna hang around While doors keep slammin' in my face, People keep puttin' me in my place. It's a rat's race at a snail's pace. Nothingville, mm, Nothingville, Nothingville. Recorded: 1968/06/20, first released on Elvis NBC-TV Special, December 1968 Number Eight (Words & music: Ray Stanley) Here before me My plain soul Here in my hands I hold the money that takes it plays Well, I play these numbers when I feel blue Oh, yes at times when I, when I'm blue. Number eight, twentynine, She's gone, no she's mine. Number ight, twentythree, To my heart she'll hold the key. Number eight, seventeen, Darling you, you are my queen Oh, yes at times when I, I'm blue. Number eight, twentynine, She's gone, no she's mine. Number eight, twentythree, To my heart she'll hold the key. But first, first of all Number eight, twentytwo, Where it says, darling, I love you. (falsetto) I Love... Recorded: 1959, first released on In A Private Moment, January 1, 2000