Composta por: Joe Raposo

Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things not bad
Sing of happy not sad

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song

Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
(Just sing, sing a song)
Just sing, sing a song

Composta por: Leon Russell

Are we really happy
With this lonely game we play?
Looking for the right words to say
Searching but not finding
Understanding anyway
We're lost in this masquerade

Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over, but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play

Thoughts of leaving disappear
Each time I see your eyes
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reason
Why we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade

We tried to talk it over, but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play

Thoughts of leaving disappear
Each time I see your eyes
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reason
Why we carry on this way
We're lost in a masquerade

We're lost in a masquerade
(And we're lost in a masquerade)

Composta por: Johnny Pearson

Instrumental.

Composta por: Hank Williams

Goodbye, Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go-pole the pirogue go down the bayou
His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Thibodaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin'
A kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dressed in style, the go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Settle down far from town get him a pirogue
And he'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my, my cher au mi-oh
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou

Composta por: Randy Edelman

Here I am just sittin' around
With an old piano in a vacant room
And the same old feelin's come again
So uncertain hurtin' scared
I thought I grew, but here I am again
Shoulda seen the train be passin' thru
I thought I knew

And I can't make music
No I can't make rhyme
No I can't do anything
To take me away this time

I know it's an old cliche to say
I feel I'm gonna die
And I hear it's goin' out to cry
So I'm gonna say some kind words to you
I like to wish you luck & hope
That life will be with someone else
Just like I thought it would be with me
But I can't see...

And I can't make music
No I can't make rhyme
No I can't do anything
To take me away this time

And I can't make music
No I can't make rhyme
No I can't do anything
To take me away this time

Composta por: John Bettis, Richard Carpenter

When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile

Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well

Every sha-la-la-la
Every wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine

When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more

Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed

It was songs of love that
I would sing to them
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away

Every sha-la-la-la
Every wo-o-wo-o
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're startin' to sing's
So fine

All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry

Just like before
It's yesterday once more

Composta por: Brian Wilson, Michael Love

Well, she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting goes cruising
Just as fast as she can now

And she'll have fun, fun, fun
Till her daddy takes the T-bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her daddy takes the T-bird away

Well, you knew all along that your dad
Was getting wise to you now
(Shouldn’t have lied now, shouldn’t have lied)
And since he took your set of keys you've been
Thinking that your fun is all through now
(Shouldn’t have lied now, shouldn’t have lied)
But you can come along with me 'cause we
Got a lot of things to do now

And we'll have fun, fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away

Fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
Fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away

Hey, top your time and tempt hour, it's 53 degrees and 13 minutes past the big boss hour, and where were you when this song was number 1?

Composta por: Arthur Kent, Sylvia Dee

Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand
No, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye

Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye

Ah, what memories, what memories, from nineteen-hundred-and-sixty-three (1963)! Later that same year this golden goodie blast from the past was introduced by The Crystals!

Composta por: Ellie Greenwich, Jeff Barry, Philip Spector

I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Somebody told me that his name was Bill
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Yeah, my heart stood still
Yeah, his name was Bill
And when he walked me home
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Yeah, he looked so fine
Yeah, I'll make him mine
And when he walked me home
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Yeah da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Yeah da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron

What a sound, but right now, we're gonna give you another clue in our "Guess The Golden Goodies Group" contest!
So now, let's listen closely to the mystery voices in clue number 10!
[Unintelligible voices]
Great, I'll take call number 8, as the revving of engines and screeching of tires brings us back to "Dead Man's Curve"!

Composta por: Artie Kornfeld, Brian Wilson, Jan Berry, Roger Christian

The street was deserted late Friday night
We were bugging each other while we sat out the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
You should have heard the whine from my screaming machine

I flew past La Bream down to Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny and I started to swerve
But I pulled it out and there we were, at Deadman's curve

Deadman's Curve is no place to play
Deadman's Curve

Well, the last thing I remember, Doc., I started to swerve
And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
I found out for myself that everyone was right:

Won't come back from Deadman's Curve

Deadman's Curve is no place to play
Deadman's Curve, you best keep away
Deadman's Curve, I can hear them say
You won't come back from Deadman's Curve

Composta por: Lee Pockriss, Lyn Duddy

Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel
Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel
You're an angel to me

Johnny Angel, how I love him
How I tingle when he passes by
Every time he says hello
My heart begins to fly

Johnny Angel, how I want him
He's got something that I can't resist
But he doesn't even know that I exist

I'm in heaven
I get carried away
I dream of him and me
And how it's going to be
Other fellows
Call me up for a date
But I just sit and wait
I'd rather concentrate

On Johnny Angel 'cause I love him
And I pray that some day he'll love me
And together we will see
How lovely heaven will be

And together we will see
How lovely heaven will be

Composta por: Ben Weisman, Dottie Wayne, Marilyn Garret

They say that you're a run around lover
Though you say it isn't so
But if you put me down for another
I'll know, believe me, I'll know

'Cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see
If you aren't true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes

One of these days you're going to be sorry
'Cause your game I'm going to play
And you'll find out without really trying
Each time that my kisses stray

That the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes will see me through
And no... matter what I do
I could never disguise all those little white lies
'Cause the night has a thousand eyes
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes

That was "The Night Has A Thousand Eyes", one of Bobby Vee's biggest hits! Alright, right now I've got Mark Rudolph of Hollywood, California on the line. Mark, are you there?
Yeah...
Mark Rudolph, for 1,000 dollars, can you give me the identity of our Golden Mystery Group?
...Mark, are you there?
Yeah, The Four Seasons
Mark Rudolph, would you repeat your answer, please?
The Four Seasons?
Mark Rudolph... you are WRONG! Boy!

Composta por: Bob Hilliard, Mort Garson

Ooh-oohhh...
Ooh-oohhh...

Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring

No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know
I love you so
And you love me

Our day will come
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile

Our dreams have magic
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come

Our day will come

Our day will come

Fantastic, and you know we hope you'll always be digging those totally terrific top-ten tunes, as the hits just keep on coming!

Composta por: Carole King, Gerry Goffin

One fine day, you'll look at me
And then you'll know our love was meant to be
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl

Those arms I long for will open wide
And you'll be proud to have me right by your side
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl

One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl

Composta por: John Bettis, Richard Carpenter

When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine