"Love" Songs
Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Oh, this thing called love
Twelve Days pf Christmas
On the first day of Christmas
Brown Eyed Girl
Hey, where did we go?
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow
Playin' a new game
Bye Bye Love
There goes my baby
Star Spangled Banner
Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
Bye Bye Love
There goes my baby
Summer of '69
I got my first real six string
Suite Judy Blue Eyes
It's getting to the point
Jambalaya
Good-bye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Yankee Doodle
Yankee Doodle came to town
A-ridin' on a pony;
He stuck a feather in his hat
And called it macaroni
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
When I'm 64
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Yellow Submarine
In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
Dancing Queen (ABBA)
You can dance, you can jive
My Country tis of Thee
My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry mountainside
Let freedom ring!
Can't Help Falling in Love
Wise men say, only fools rush in
500 Miles
When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
Blue Suede Shoes
Well, it's one for the money, two for the show
Three to get ready now go, cat, go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Well you can do anything but
Lay off of my blue suede shoes
Mony Mony
Here she comes now, say Mony, Mony
My Shot (Hamilton)
I am not throwing away my shot!
I am not throwing away my shot!
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young, scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwing away my shot!
People Will Say We're in Love (Oklahoma)
Why do they think up stories that link my name with yours?
Sixteen Tons
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
Oh my Darling "Clementine"
In a cavern in a canyon excavating for a mine
Bristol Stomp
The kids in Bristol are sharp as a pistol
When they do the Bristol Stomp
Really somethin' when they join is jumpin'
When they do the Bristol Stomp
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on