Present Released 1969 Colgems COS-117 Bye Bye Baby Bye Bye by Micky Dolenz & Ric Klein
Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Don't want to make you cry, Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Don't want to make you cry, I'll be leaving you now, You'll get along somehow.
Time, time, time is gone When you and I were strong, Time, time, time is gone When you and I were strong, Isn't easy to leave, Isn't easy to leave.
You spend you life thinking about living, You spend your whole life.
Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Don't want to make you cry.
SOLO
Time, time, time is gone When you and I were strong, Time, time, time is gone When you and I were strong, Isn't easy to leave, Isn't easy to leave.
You spend your time sitting there thinking, Thinking about sitting there thinking, You waste my time talking about dying, Dying when you should be trying.
Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Don't want to make you cry, Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Don't want to make you cry, I'll be leaving you now, You'll get along somehow.
Time, time, time is mine To make my fortune mine, Time, time, time is mine To make my fortune mine, Can't say I can see What'll happen to me, Can't say I can see What'll happen to me. (Fa, Sol, La)
Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye, Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.
French Song by Bill Chadwick
A little girl goes out walking in the night, A little boy calls good evening from the light, They stop to talk for just a while, Then she's gone.
A little girl sits beside her window pane Thinking about an evening in the rain, A little talk, a little boy, Then she's gone.
SOLO
A little girl goes out walking once again, A little boy finds that he has done the same, They stop to talk for just a while Then they're gone, Then they're gone, Then they're gone.
Good Clean Fun by Michael Nesmith
There's a smile on the wind as it touches my face And starts to erase all the gloom, And the sun, with a kiss, begins to dismiss The memory of my life without you.
Well, it seems like yesterday that my path took me away, Although I know it's been at least a year, But now my path heads home and your patient time alone Has brought me even closer to you, dear.
And this plane gets closer every minute I look down To a watch that keeps looking back at me, And it says to me, "Be patient, son, you've waited this long," But, how can I be strong?
And this plane gets closer every minute I look down To a watch that keeps looking back at me, And it says to me, "Be patient, son, you've waited this long," But, how can I be strong?
Well, the plane's finally down and the engines stop their sound, I look in the crowd and there you stand, And the gap that once was time, is forever closed behind, 'Cause, I told you I'd come back and here I am, Yes, I told you I'd come back and here I am, I told you I'd come back and here I am.
If I Knew by David Jones & Bill Chadwick
If I knew what was bothering you, I would run to your side, I don't know why, I would just die if you left me.
Can't you see what you're doing to me? Are you playing a game? It's always the same, Am I to blame or is anyone?
I don't want to settle down With any other girl but you, So I'm just gonna wait around Till you decide what you're gonna do.
Can't you see what you're doing to me? Are you playing a game? It's always the same, Am I to blame or is anyone?
I don't want to settle down With any other girl but you, So I'm just gonna wait around Till you decide what you're gonna do.
Ladies Aid Society by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
In every little town and village, too, Somewhere in the neighborhood, You'll find a little band of ladies who Can't stop doing good.
Good, for the pigeons in the park, Good, for their weekly tea, Good, for the National Bank Where they keep their treasury.
We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And we're really a great bunch of girls, We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And soon we'll take over the world.
Here they come, marching down the street, With their picket signs in hand, With their blue and white pleated uniforms, And their all-girl five-piece band.
Down with long-haired singing groups, Down with the mayor, too, And if you're under sixty-five, They're down on you.
We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And we just want to sell you the truth, We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And it's time we clamp down on the youth.
We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And we're really a great bunch of girls, We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And soon we'll take over the world.
We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And we just want to sell you the truth, We're the "Ladies Aid Society" And it's time we clamp down on the youth.
Listen To The Band by Michael Nesmith
Hey-hey, mercy woman Plays a song and no one listens, I need help, I'm falling again, Play the drum a little louder, Tell me I can live without her If I only listen to the band.
Listen to the band, Weren't they good? They made me happy, I think I can make it alone.
Oh, mercy woman Plays a song and no one listens, I need help, I'm falling again, Play the drum a little bit louder, Tell them they can live without her If they only listen to the band.
Listen to the band, Now, weren't they good? They made me happy, I think I can make it alone.
Oh, woman Plays a song and no one listens, I need help, I'm falling again, Come on, play the drum just a little bit louder, Tell us we can live without her Now that we have listened to the band.
SOLO
Listen to the band.
Looking For The Good Times by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
Looking for the good times, baby, Gonna have my fun, Looking for the good times, baby, Girl you can come along with me, Whoa, you're gonna see Just how fine this big, old world can be.
Looking for the good times, baby, Gonna have a ball, Looking for the good times, baby, Girl, you can share it all.
There's more to life than you've been living, girl, (You can share it all) There's things to do that you ain't thought of yet, (You can share it all) So let me be the one to do the giving, girl, (You can share it all) You'll find the things you thought you couldn't get.
Looking for the good times, baby, Gonna have my fun, Looking for the good times, baby, Girl you can come along with me, With me.
Looking for the good times, baby, Gonna have a ball, Looking for the good times, baby, Girl, you can share it all. (You can share it all) (You can share it all)
Mommy And Daddy by Micky Dolenz
Ask your mommy and daddy, "What happened to the Indian?, "How come they're all living in places with too much snow and too much sun?" Tell your mommy, "I got a funny feeling deep inside of me," Ask your daddy, "Is it really as bad as people make it seem?"
Ask your mommy why everybody swallows all those little pills, Ask your daddy, "Why doesn't that soldier care who he kills?" After they've put you to sleep and tucked you safely down in your bed, Whisper, "Mommy and Daddy would you rather that I learned it from my friends instead?"
"Do you think I'm too young to know, to see, to feel, or hear? "My questions need an answer or a vacuum will appear," Don't be surprised if they turn and walk away, And tell your mommy and daddy that you love them anyway-way-way, That you love, you love them anyway, Aha, aha, love, love, love, love and kiss them, too, Love will set you free, Love, love, love, love the king, The kings of EMI once told you, whoa, whoa, Once told you, now am I....
Never Tell A Woman Yes by Michael Nesmith
In a dusty caravan, Was a girl of a golden tan, And she asked me if I was headed to the east, I politely stepped aside, And said I did not need a ride, That I'd rather take my chances with the heat.
Well, when she turned and walked away, I saw my big mistake, There were jewels on her body, oh, so rare, Had it been another day, I just might have rode away With that woman, riding off to God knows where.
So, the years they came and went And found me living in a tent, Far above a little marble stream, And it may have been the light That shone out through the night, That attracted the hand-scratching on my screen.
When I cautiously looked out Through the night, there was no doubt That the owner of the hand was that girl, So I bid her, "Do come in, "And I'll open up a tin, "If you'll tell me about your trip around the world."
Well, she said, "And if you'll think back, "To the first time that we passed, "I'm sure you'll picture me in all my jewels, "And it was shortly after then "That I ran into another man "And I asked him the same question that I asked you."
"But now he, he didn't refuse, "And he took off both of his shoes "And climbed aboard my eastbound caravan, "And then in the twinkling of an eye, "He had knocked me off the side "And left me there for dead upon the sand."
"Then I thought that I was done, "Lying naked in the sun, "When, much to my surprise, who should pass, "But this old friend of yours, "He said he knew you from the wars, "And I told him that I thought you'd headed west."
"Well, he said he should have known, "'Cause you liked to be alone, "And that's the time I knew you were my one, "So I asked him for a ride, "Just to get here by your side, "And stay here above this stream out of the sun."
Well, we sat quiet for a while, Then I began to smile, And I said, "Well it's strange, but I don't care," And some nights when I'm at rest I wonder if I had said "Yes," If she'd have come to me from God knows where.
Or would I have been the one, To leave her lying in the sun, And then ended up with only precious stones? Or would the woman in my arms, Be giving me her charms If the answer that I gave her wasn't "No"?
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Oklahoma Backroom Dancer by Michael Murphey
She's always appearing with a band of renown, You want to go and see her when you're feeling down, She's a breathtaking spectacle with guaranteed hope, She'll make you feel good 'cause she's the best thing since soap, She'll greet you in the alley with a fortified smile, She's the original sideshow and she's got her own style.
Pardon my baby, she got to have her fun, Yes, I say, pardon my baby, she got to have her fun, 'Cause she's the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run.
Now, she dances on air just like Superman's child, Like a filter-tip peace head, she's wild but she's mild, She's more fun than Colorado and more farout than Maine, She comes on like thunder and she's more right than rain, She's the mother of earth and the goddess of thirst, She's the chicken and the egg and whichever came first.
Pardon my baby, she got to have a chance, Oh, I say, pardon my baby, she got to have a chance, 'Cause she's the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her dance.
Whoo... SOLO Oh, my, somebody get the piano player a drink of water...
Yeah, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her fun, Yeah, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her fun, Yes, she's the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run, Whoo, my-my.
Pillow Time by Janelle Scott & Matt Willis
There's a Wonderland for Alice, There's a tall beanstalk for Jack, The sleepy train will take you there, So safely down the track, With the sandman at the throttle, You'll be off to dreams and back, It's pillow time again.
You will meet all your storybook friends As you go down Mother Goose Lane, Romp with Jack and Jill, Up and down the hill, And try to put Humpty together again.
Close your sleepy eyes and listen While we take a little hop, The candy whistle's blowing, Don't you miss your station stop, So, good night, my weary farer, Pleasant dreams to you, old top, It's pillow time again.
You will meet all your storybook friends As you go down Mother Goose Lane, Romp with Jack and Jill, Up and down the hill, And try to put Humpty together again.
Close your sleepy eyes and listen While we take a little hop, The candy whistle's blowing, Don't you miss your station stop, So, good night, my weary farer, Pleasant dreams to you, old top, It's pillow time again, It's pillow time again, It's pillow time again, It's pillow time again, It's pillow-pillow time again.