^BILLY JOEL^

Leningrad
Viktor was born in the spring of '44
And never saw his father anymore
A child of sacrifice, a child of war
Another son who never had a father after Leningrad
Went off to school and learned to serve the state
Followed the rules and drank his vodka straight
The only way to live was drown the hate
A Russian life was very sad
And such was life in Leningrad
I was born in '49
A cold war kid in McCarthy time
Stop 'em at the 38th Parallel
Blast those yellow reds to hell
And cold war kids were hard to kill
Under their desk in an air raid drill
Haven't they heard we won the war
What do they keep on fighting for?
Viktor was sent to some Red Army town
Served out his time, became a circus clown
The greatest happiness he'd ever found
Was making Russian children glad
And children lived in Leningrad
But children lived in Levittown
And hid in the shelters underground
Until the Soviets turned their ships around
And tore the Cuban missiles down
And in that bright October sun
We knew our childhood days were done
And I watched my friends go off to war
What do they keep on fighting for?
And so my child and I came to this place
To meet him eye to eye and face to face
He made my daughter laugh, then we embraced
We never knew what friends we had
Until we came to Leningrad

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This Is The Time
We walked on the beach beside that old hotel
They're tearing it down now, but it's just as well
I haven't shown you everything a man can do
So stay with me baby
I've got plans for you
This is the time to remember
'Cause it will not last forever
These are the days to hold on to
Cause we won't, although we'll want to
This is the time,
But time is gonna change
You've given me the best of you
But now I need the rest of you
Did you know that before you came into my life
It was some kind of miracle that I survived
Some day we will both look back
And have to laugh
We lived through a lifetime
And the aftermath
This is the time to remember
'Cause it will not last forever
These are the days to hold on to
'Cause we won't, although we'll want to
This is the time
But time is gonna change
I know we've got to move somehow
But I don't want to lose you now
Sometimes it's so easy
To let a day
Slip on by
Without even seeing each other at all
But this is the time you'll turn back and
So will I
And those will be the days you can never recall
And so we embrace again
Behind the dunes
This beach is cold
On winter afternoons
But holding you close is like holding the summer sun
I'm warm from the memory of days to come
This is the time to remember
'Cause it will not last forever
These are the days to hold on to
'Cause we won't, although we'll want to
This is the time
But time is gonna change
You've given me the best of you
But now I need the rest of you

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Travelin' Prayer Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright And things are gonna be alright with me.
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that all her dreams are sweet. Said now, would ya guide her on the roads And make them softer for her feet. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me.
Hey, Lord would ya look out for her tonight If she is sleepin' under the sky. Said now, make sure the ground she's sleepin' on Is always warm and dry. Ummm, don'tcha give her too much rain, Try to keep her away from pain Because my baby hates to cry.
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause it gets rough along the way. Said now, this song seems strange is just because I don't know how to pray. Ummm, won'tcha give her peace of mind, And if you ever find the time Won'tcha tell her I miss her everyday.
Hey Lord, take a look all around And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight And make sure that she's gonna be alright Until she's home and here with me. With me.

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Piano Man It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory? I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes"
La la la, de de da La la, de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me." As the smile ran away from his face "Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, de de da La la, de de da da da
Now Paul is a real estate novelist Who never had time for a wife And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the navy And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinkin' alone
Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see To forget about life for a while And the piano, it sounds like a carnival And the microphone smells like a beer And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, de de da La la, de de da da da
Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright

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You're My Home When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home
When you touch my weary head And you tell me everything will be all right You say, "Use my body for your bed And my love will keep you warm throughout the night" Well I'll never be a stranger and I'll never be alone Whenever we're together, that's my home
Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike Indiana's early morning dew High up in the hills of California Home is just another word for you
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home
If I travel all my life And I never get to stop and settle down Long as I have you by my side There's a roof above and good walls all around You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome I need you in my house 'cause you're my home. You're my home.

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Somewhere Along the Line Well it's a rainy night in Paris And I'm sitting by the Seine It's a pleasure to be soaking In the European rain Now my belly's full of fancy food and wine But in the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line In the morning there'll be hell to pay Somewhere along the line Sweet Virginia Cigarette Burning in my hand Well you used to be a friend of mine But now I understand You've been eating up inside me for some time But I know your gonna get me Somewhere along the line Well I know your gonna get me Somewhere along the line Somewhere along the line Well I know it's just a matter of time When the fun falls through and the rent comes due Somewhere along the line Well, you know I love my woman And I would not let her down And I did my share of lovin' When I used to get around Now I'm satisfied that she is lookin' fine But you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line Well you pay for your satisfaction Somewhere along the line Hey, it's good to be a young man And to live the way you please Yes, a young man is the king Of every kingdom that he sees There's an old and feeble man not far behind But it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line Well it surely will catch up to him Somewhere along the line

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Ain't No Crime
You got to open your eyes in the morning, Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go. You say you went out late last evenin' Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin' And you went and fell asleep on the floor. And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin' Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin' And you better get your ass out the door. Ain't no crime, Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind, It ain't no crime, Well, everybody gets that way sometime. It ain't no crime. Oh. You got to open your eyes in the morning, Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go. Well now you tell me you love somebody And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever, But you won't like 'em all of the time. Well now you tell me you need somebody For the rest of your life you might have somebody, But you won't want 'em every day. Ain't no crime, Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime, Well everybody gets that way sometimes It ain't no crime. Oh. Ain't no crime, Well, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind It ain't no crime, Well it's just human nature, happens all the time It ain't no crime. Oh. You got to open your eyes in the morning, Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin' And you gotta get ready to go. And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin' The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin' And the Lord have mercy on your soul. Oooh, la la la la.

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Worse Come to Worst Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son Tomorrow mornin' I could be a bum It doesn't matter which direction, though I know a woman in New Mexico
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong
Oh, and if I don't have a car, I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong
Lightning and thunder Flashed across the roads we drove upon Oh, but it's clear skies we're under When I am together, when I sing the song
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong
Oh, fun ain't easy if it ain't free Too many people got a hold on me But I know something that they don't know I know a woman in New Mexico
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong
Worse comes to worst I'll get along I don't know how, but sometimes I can be strong

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The Ballad of Billy the Kid
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
Made him a legend in his time
East and west of the Rio Grande
Well, he started with a bank in Colorado In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid And his age and his size Took the teller by surprise And the word spread of Billy the Kid
Well, he never traveled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart And he never had a home But the cowboy and the rancher knew his name
Well, he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma And the law just could not seem to track him down And it served his legend well For the folks, they'd love to tell 'Bout when Billy the Kid came to town
Well, one cold day a posse captured Billy And the judge said, "String 'im up for what he did!" And the cowboys and their kin Like the sea came pourin' in To watch the hangin' of Billy the Kid
Well, he never traveled heavy Yes, he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart But he finally found a home Underneath the boothill grave that bears his name
From a town known as Oyster Bay, Long Island Rode a boy with a six-pack in his hand And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time East and west of the Rio Grande

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If I Only Had the Words (To Tell You) If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand Though I know it wouldn't change your feelings And I know you'll carry on the best you can.
If I only had the urge to tell you If you only knew how hard it is to say When the simple lines have all been taken And the radio repeats them every day.
If I never find the song to sing you If you always find it hard to comprehend Well, you know there wouldn't be much meaning If I had to sing those tired words again.
Life goes on and on And tonight will soon be gone But if we try we can be sure.
If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand But I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man.
La la la la, la la la la
If I only had the words to tell you If you only had the time to understand Oh, but I only have these arms to hold you And it's all that you can ask of any man.

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Captain Jack Saturday night and you're still hangin' around Tired of livin' in your one-horse town Like to find a little hole in the ground For a while...
So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens It's like some pornographic magazine And you smile...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push and you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
Your sister's gone out. She's on a date You just sit at home and masturbate The phone is gonna ring soon but you just can't wait For that call...
So you stand on the corner in you New English clothes And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes But still your finger's gonna pick your nose After all...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you decide to take a holiday You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet Ah but there's no place to go anyway And what for...
You've got everything, but nothing's cool They've just found your father in the swimming pool And you guess you won't be going back to school Anymore...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin' La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot And you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot Oh, but still you're aching for the things you have not got What went wrong...
And if you can't understand why your world is so dead And why you've got to keep in style and feed your head Well, you're twenty-one and still your mother makes your bed And that's too long...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin' Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight

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