1. Salesman
By Craig Vincent Smith
Salesman, where you gonna go?
To sell all your of your goods today
Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Well salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk
You always wear a smile, even though you've gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, goodtime salesman
Yep, yep salesman got it on the street, whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman, well, you work real hard,
Until every part is sold
Salesman as the years go by,
People changing every day
Hey, salesman 'til the end of time you'll be livin in the same way
You always wear a smile, you love 'em fast and you live wild
Short life span, but ain't life grand?
Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman and he's sailing high again
He's sailing so high, high, sailing so high...
Salesman where you gonna go to sell all of your goods today
Yup, salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Hey, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman with your secret goods that you push while you talk
You always wear a smile,
Even though you've gotta walk a hundred ten miles
Short life span - but the whole thing's grand
Salesman...
2. She Hangs Out
By Jeff Barry
How old d'you say your sister was? (sister was, sister was)
How old d'you say your sister was? (sister was, sister was)
You know you'd better keep an eye on her (eye on her, eye on her)
Do the ronde ronde ronde do the rond rond
She hangs out
She hangs out
I heard you taught your sister the bugaloo (bugaloo, bugaloo)
I heard you taught your sister the shigaling too (shigaling too, shigaling too)
Well, she can teach you a thing or two (a thing or two, thing or two)
Do the ronde ronde ronde do the rond rond
She hangs out
She hangs out
Well, she hangs out, hangs out
every night, every night
You know you best get down here on the double
Before she gets her pretty little self in trouble
She's...so fine...so fine
I say, how old d'you say your sister was? (sister was, sister was)
How old d'you say your sister was? (sister was, sister was)
You know you'd better keep an eye on her (eye on her, eye on her)
Do the ronde ronde ronde do the rond rond
She hangs out
She hangs out
She's very, very, very, very, very fine
And she's gonna be mine, so fine
She hangs out
She hangs out
3. The Door Into Summer
By Chip Douglas & Bill Martin
With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there, as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more
And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
With his travel logs of 'maybe next year' places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears
As he finds out there's been no one keeping score
And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
4. Love Is Only Sleeping
By Barry Mann & Cynthia Weil
She looked at me
And the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see
Then she turned away and said,
"Once I loved, but love is dead"
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping"
She said, "I cannot cry
And I cannot give or feel or even try"
And her voice was hard and cold
Then her sweet young face looked old
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping"
Through the endless days and nights
Could not help but wrap herself in sorrow (sorrow)
Through the endless days and nights
She waited for a shiny new tomorrow
Love was sleeping, sleeping
She looked at me
And her smiling tears were warm and sweet and free
And the moonlight kissed her eyes
As it mingled with our sighs
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping"
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping"
Only sleeping...
5. Cuddly Toy
By Harry Nilsson
La la la la...
You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you not to love no other
You must of dreamed it in your sleep
You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
Youre not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you not to love no other
You must of dreamed it in your sleep
You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
La la la la...
6. Words
By Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
Girl, don't you know everytime I see you smilin'?
Hurts so bad cause when I see you, I start tryin'.
Try everything to stop but there's no denying.
Falling in love with you girl is just like dying.
Ohhh, don't walk away.
Ohh, How can I make you stay, don't turn away
I can still hear you saying those
Words that never were true.
Spoken to help nobody but you.
Words with lies inside,
But small enough to hide
'Til your playin' was through. Ah!
Girl don't you know we can work it out with talkin'?
You won't turn around or slow down your walking.
I've given you everything with kiss to seal it
You had to get your kicks with tryin' to steal it.
Now, I'm standing here.
Strange, strange voices in my ears, I feel the tears
But all I can hear are those
Words that never were true.
Spoken to help nobody but you.
Words with lies inside,
But small enough to hide
'Til your playin' was through. Ah!
Now, I'm standing here.
Strange, strange voices in my ears, I feel the tears
But all I can hear are those-
Words that never were true.
Spoken to help nobody but you.
Words with lies inside,
But small enough to hide
'Til your playin' was through.
(repeat & fade)
7. Hard To Believe
By David Jones, Kim Capli, Eddie Brick, & Charlie Rockett
It's hard to believe that you could ever doubt me
I try not to hear the things you say about me
And if you feel like I feel, please, I'd like to explain
My love for you is more than just a game
I hope and I pray we'll get together someday
Then you'd see right away how hurt I am when I say
That if you feel what I feel, you won't go away
A broken heart can't be the only way
And if you feel what I feel, you won't go away
A broken heart, a broken heart, can't be the only way
Now you must believe that when I saw you today
Oh, I just couldn't say, you held his hand the same way
If you don't feel what I feel, I'll go on my way
But as I turn my heart still wants to say
I love you, I need you, I do love you
8. What Am I Doing Hangin' Round?
By Travis Lewis & Boomer Clarke
Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico.
I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so.
There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so.
But I found myself a-thinkin' when the time had come to go...
What am I doin' hangin' round?
I should be on that train and gone.
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone,
What am I doin' hangin' round?
She took me to the garden just for a little walk.
I didn't know much Spanish and there was no time for talk.
Then she told me that she loved me not with words but with a kiss.
And like a fool I kept on thinkin' of a train I could not miss...
What am I doin' hangin' round?
I should be on that train and gone.
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone,
What am I doin' hangin' round?
Well it's been a year or so, and I want to go back again.
And if I get the money, well I'll ride the same old train.
But I guess your chances come but once and boy I sure missed mine.
And still I can't stop thinkin' when I hear some whistle cryin'....
What am I doin' hangin' round?
I should be on that train and gone.
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone,
What am I doin' hangin' round?
(repeat & fade)
9. Peter Percival Patterson's Pet Pig Porky
By Peter Tork
Peter Percival Patterson had a pet pig named Porky
This Pet Pig named Porky loved pie
He loved pizza pie, pumpkin pie, pineapple pie, pizza pie, mince tarts
and Peter Percival Patterson's pet pig Porky loved
Pie for breakefast, pie for lunch, pie in the afternoon and pie before he
went to bed.
Peter Percival Patterson's pet pig Porky ate soo much pie,
Do you know what he did?
He popped.
10. Pleasant Valley Sunday
By Gerry Goffin & Carole King
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Seranade the weekend squire, who just came out to mow his lawn
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care
See Mrs. Gray she's proud today because her roses are in bloom
Mr. Green he's so serene, He's got a t.v. in every room
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand
Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul and make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray, to places far away
I need a change of scenery
Ta Ta Ta...
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...
11. Daily Nightly
By Michael Nesmith
Darkened rolling figures move thru' prisms of no color.
Hand in hand, they walk the night,
But never know each other.
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav'ler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams,
Find questions, but no answers.
Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor.
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer.
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers.
The night has gone and taken it's infractions,
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one.
Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly.
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city.
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who's found
12. Don't Call On Me
By Michael Nesmith & John London
Don't call on me
When you're feeling footloose, and fancy-free.
You've done that before,
And like a fool I came back for more.
It's all over now,
I've finally seen my way.
I need you no more,
Not now or any other day.
OK, little girl, live for yourself
In your own little world.
I know that you'll find
Someone who'll play and love you,
Be just your kind, be just your kind, be just your kind, be just your kind
13. Star Collector
By Gerry Goffin & Carole King
Think I'll let her keep on going
Where ever it is, she's goin', too.
Give her my autograph and tell her
It's been nice knowin' you.
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only sims to please young celebraties.
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
When everthing is goin' my way,
She wants to be close at hand.
She moves to some other doorway
When things don't go the way she planned.
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only sims to please young celebraties.
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
It won't take much time before I get her off my mind
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only sims to please young celebraties.
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
(repeat)
