Bob Dylan – Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Bob Dylan

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore.
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark to see
I feels I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin’ down
I feels I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door

Neil Young – Heart of Gold

I wanna live, I wanna give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
It’s these expressions that never give
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old
They keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

I’ve been to Hollywood, I’ve been to redwood
I’ve crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I’ve been in my mind, its such a fine line,
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old
It keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

Keeps me searching for a heart of gold,
Keeps me searching and I’m growing old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old.

Paul McCartney – Another Day
Paul McCartney

Every day she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she’s heading for the bedroom chair
It’s just another day

Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
It’s just another day

At the office where the papers grow she takes a break
Drinks another coffee and she finds it hard to stay awake
It’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day, hey

So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in her apartment she’d dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don’t stand her up
And he comes and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad, sometimes she feels so sad

As she posts another letter to the sound of five
People gather ’round her and she finds it hard to stay alive
It’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day, hey

So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in her apartment she’d dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don’t stand her up
And he comes and he stays, but he leaves the next day
So sad, sometimes she feels so sad

Every day she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she’s heading for the bedroom chair
It’s just another day

Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
Ah, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day, hey

Barry Manilow – Write The Songs
Bruce Johnston

I’ve been alive forever, and i wrote the very first song
I put the words and the melodies together
I am music and i write the songs

I write the songs that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, i write the songs

My home lies deep within you
And i’ve got my own place in your soul
Now, when i look out through your eyes
I’m young again, even though i’m very old

Oh my music makes you dance
And gives you spirit to take a chance
And i wrote some rock ‘n’ roll so you can move
Music fills your heart
Well, that’s a real fine place to start
It’s from me it’s for you
It’s from you, it’s for me
It’s a worldwide symphony