MIDI HITS COLLECTION NR. 33 COUNTRY MUSIC VOL. 4 1. TAKE IT EASY, ALTES HAUS - TRUCK STOP Strahlend blauer Himmel, durch mein Fenster scheint die Sonne wie noch nie. Halb verschlafen lieg ich noch im Bett, zieh mir die Decke ?bers Knie. C"sar kommt mit seiner weichen Schnauze an und m"chte Gassi gehn. Doch es gibt nichts Schlimmeres, als morgens aufzustehn. Chorus: Take it easy, altes Haus, mach Dir nichts draus Und schlaf Dich erst mal richtig aus, bleib zuhaus. Morgenstund hat Gold im Mund, doch damit siehst Du auch nicht besser aus. Take it easy, altes Haus, wer morgens l"nger schl"ft, H"lt‹s abends l"nger aus. Fang Deinen Tag doch sp"ter an, Dann bleibst Du l"nger dran. Br"tchen mit Kaffee und mit Musik die Zeitung lesen, das w"r sch"n. Und bei diesem Wetter k"nnt ich hinterher vielleicht mal baden gehn. K"nnt mich dann mit Judy treffen, doch von alle dem wird nichts geschehn. Denn es gibt nichts Schlimmeres, als morgens aufzustehn. Chorus (2 mal) 2. IF I SAID YOU HAD A BEATIFUL BODY - THE BELLAMY BROTHERS Chorus: If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me? If I swore you where an angel would you treat me like the devil tonight? If I was dying of thirst would your flow of love come and quench me? If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me? Now we could talk all night about the weather. Could tell you about my friends out on the coast. I could ask a lot of crazy questions. Or ask you what I really wanna know. Chorus Now rain can fall so soft against the window Sun can shine up in the sky. But Daddy always told me don‹t make small talk. He said: Come on out and say what‹s on your mind. Chorus repeat and fade out 3. JACKSON - NANCY SINATRA & LEE HAZLEWOOD We got married in a fever. Hotter than a peppers sprout. We‹ve been talking ‹bout Jackson. Ever since the fire went out. I‹m goin‹ to Jackson. I‹m gonna mess around. Yeah. I‹m goin‹ to Jackson. Look out Jackson town. Well, go on down to Jackson. Go ahead and wreck your health. Go play your hen you big talkin‹ man Make a big fool of yourself, yeah, yeah, Go to Jackson but go comb that hair. I‹m gonna snowball Jackson. Go ahead and see if I care. When I breeze into that city. All people gonna stoop and bow. All them women gonna make me Teach them what they don‹t know how. I‹m goin‹ to Jackson. You‹re turn and loosen my coat. ‹Cause I‹m goin‹ to Jackson. Goodbye, that‹s all she wrote. They‹ll laugh at you in Jackson. I doubt it- and I'll be dancing on a pony treck. They‹ll lead you ‹round that town like a scolded hound With your tail tucked between your legs, yeah, yeah, yeah Go to Jackson you big talkin‹ man. And I‹ll be waitin‹ there in Jackson. Behind my J penned plan. We got married in a fever. Hotter than a peppers sprout. We‹ve been talking ‹bout Jackson. Ever since the fire went out. Goin‹ to Jackson. And that‹s a natural fact. We‹re goin‹ to Jackson. Ain‹t never commin‹ back. Repeat and fade out 4. DRIVIN‹ MY LIFE AWAY - EDDY RABBIT Where the midnight, head light, Find you on a rainy night. Steep ways, up ahead, throw me down, making no time. I gotta keep rolling. Those windshield wipers slapping out of tempo. Keeping perfect rhythm with the song on the radio. I gotta keep rolling. Chorus: Uh, I‹m driving my life away. Looking for a better way for me. Uh, I‹m driving my life away. Looking for a sunny day. Where the truck stops, you did. Coming on to me. Trying to talk me into a ride. Said, I wouldn‹t be sorry. She was just a Baby. Hey wait, just pour me another cup of coffee Pop it down, jack me up, shoot me up, Flying down the highway. Looking for the morning. Chorus Where the midnight, head light, Find you on a rainy night. Steep ways, up ahead, throw me down, making no time. I gotta keep rolling. Those windshield wipers slapping out of tempo. Keeping perfect rhythm with the song on the radio. We gotta keep rolling. Chorus and fade out 5. STANDING OUTSIDE THE FIRE - GARTH BROOKS We call them cool. Those hearts that have no scars to show. The ones that never do let go. And risk the tables being turned. We call them fools Who have to dance within the flame. Who chance the sorrow and the shame That always comes with getting burned. But you got to be tough when consumed by desire, ‹Cause it‹s not enough just to stand outside the fire. We call them strong Those who can face this world alone. Who seem to get by on their own. Those who will never take the fall. We call them weak, Who are unable to resist. The slightest chance love might exist. And for that forsake it all. They‹re so hell bent on giving,walking a wire. Convinced it‹s not living if you stand outside the fire. Chorus: Standing outside the fire. Standing outside the fire. Life is not tried it is merely survived. If you‹re standing outside the fire. There‹s this love that is burning. Deep in my soul Constantly yearning to get out of control. Wanting to fly higher and higher. I can‹t abide standing outside the fire. Chorus (3 times) 6. BORN COUNTRY - ALABAMA Clear creeks and cool mountain mornings Honest work out in the fields. Cornbread in my Mama‹s kitchen. Daddy‹s saying grace before the meal. Family ties run deep in this land And I‹m never really far from what I am. Chorus: I was born country and that‹s what I‹ll always be Like the rivers and the woodlands wild and free. I got a hundred years of down home Running through my blood. I was born country and this country is what I love. Moonlight and you here beside me. Crickets serenading in the yard. What more could two people ask for. Playing here in love beneath the stars. And this is where I wanna raise my kids. Just the way my Mum and Daddy did. Chorus (2 times) 7. ICH MTCHT‹ SO GERNE MAL NACH NASHVILLE - WESTERN UNION Sechs Uhr morgens hei t es aufstehn. Um halb sieben kommt der Bus. Meine Frau liegt noch im Bett, Zum Abschied ein verschlaf‹ner Ku . Dann 10 Stunden an der Drehbank, sberstunden jeden Tag. Und der Himmel wei , wann ich mal Urlaub hab. Ein Typ, der erz"hlte mir von England Und den Tempeln von Bombay. Und ein Kumpel war beim Segeln in der San Francisco Bay. ‹Ne Bekannte aus der Firma sonnte sich in Waikikii, Nur mein gro er Traum erf?llt sich leider nie. Chorus: Ich m"cht‹ so gerne mal nach Nashville, Im Greyhound Bus durch USA. Ich m"chte all die gro en Stars sehn, Die ich auf Bildern immer sah. Dann gehn wir in die Grand Old Oprey. Zu Ernest Tuck und Dicky Lee. Ich m"cht‹ so gerne mal nach Nashville, Nashville Tennessee. Der Eine tr"umt von Rio, vom Carneval Brazil, Doch wir als alte Country Fans, wir haben nur ein Ziel Chorus Doch die verdammte Werksirene, Rei t mich heraus aus meinem Traum. Da  ich das alles, was ich tr"ume, Auch mal erlebe, glaub‹ ich kaum. Doch jeden Tag ‹ne halbe Stunde Mit K"sebrot und hei em Tee Mach‹ ich ‹nen kleinen Trip nach Nashville. Nashville Tennessee. Nashville Tennessee. Nashville Tennessee. 8. WHAT I DID FOR LOVE - KENNY ROGERS Everybody‹s heart is torn in two, Mine was not designed for giving up. ‹Cause all I‹ve ever done that really matters, Was what I did for love. So, count me with the wounded and the shaken. Even when I‹m barely standing up. I‹ve tried to offer more than I had taken. ‹S what I did for love. Chorus: What I did for love. What I did for love. And I hope that you can see, All that love has done for me. And when they sit and list the reason I existed, I‹m afraid it won‹t add up to very much. ‹Cause I gathered all I had and gladly risked it, That‹s what I did for love. Chorus (2 times) Some day I may silently surrender. This old heart has finally had enough. But I hope that I will always be remembered, For what I did for love. 9. JAMBALAYA - THE CARPENTERS Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh. Me gotta go, pole the pirogue 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', Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen. Dressed in style they go hog wild, me oh my oh. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Chorus: Jambalaya and crawfish pie and fillet gumbo For tonight down I'm gonna see my ma cher amio. Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo, 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-o. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Chorus Guitar Solo Chorus (3 times) 11. YOU CAN DEPEND ON ME - RESTLESS HEART Chorus: Just as long as that old river flows, The sun comes up and that north wind blows. Just as sure as these are guaranteed Honey, you can depend on me. This day and time lovers come and go. When it seems there‹s no one left to hold. For so many when the morning comes around, Girl, you can bet, this old boy can‹t be found Chorus Together, never to part. Forever, you can bet your heart. Chorus Together, never to part. Forever, you can bet your heart. Chorus Together and forever in sweet harmony You can depend on me. 12. IF YOU WANT ME - BILLIE JOE SPEARS If you think I gonna just bite my tongue Held by the ties that mind While you‹re running free. If you think I don‹t know, If you think it doesn‹t show, Well, you better think again, If you want me. Baby, I don‹t care for a love that I have to share With somebody else somewhere, You‹re running to see. I don‹t want part of you, I want all the heart of you And that‹s the way it‹s got to be, If you want me. And so it‹s up to you just where we‹re going. It‹s either all the way or not at all. ‹Cause I can‹t give myself completely knowing Someone else is answering when you feel the need to call. So my friend we can just let it end, Or go back and start again, What‹s it gonna be? Remember what I say. It‹s got to be all the way. There can‹t be no in between If you want me. And that‹s the way it‹s got to be, If you want me. 13. HEY BOSS, ICH BRAUCH MEHR GELD - GUNTER GABRIEL Ich bin Bruno Wolf, und seit 15 Jahren hier und habe meine Arbeit getan. Aber heute mu  es raus. Hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Jeden Morgen fahr ich mit‹nem Fahrrad in‹n Betrieb, Und schaffe mich und tue meine Pflicht. Und wer da glaubt, da  ich da nur ‹ne ruhige Kugel schieb, Bei mir, da gibt es solche Sachen nicht. Ich bin doch einer, der die Firma st?tzt und der sie h"lt. Der nie auf krank macht oder so, der sich noch richtig qu"lt. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Seit Wochen schon liegt meine Frau im Bett und hustet stark. Und Kinder hab ich reichlich hier zu Haus. Fr?her machte sie noch nebenbei ‹ne echte Mark, Und mein ?ltester trug morgens Zeitung aus. Seitdem er eine Braut hat, lebt er in ‹ner andern Welt, Und deshalb kommt es, da  mir heute jeder Groschen fehlt, Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Ich will ja keine Schl"sser bauen, nur eben da  es reicht, Denn gerade so ein Mann wie ich. der hat‹s nicht immer leicht. Der will auch in‹n Urlaub fahr‹n mit Kindern, Frau und Hund, Denn viel zulange leben wir schon von der Hand in‹n Mund. Hey, hey, hey ... Hey Boss, ich brauche mehr Geld. Wer Sorgen hat, so viel wie ich, der trinkt auch mal ‹n Bier, Und kommt am Abend sp"t nach Haus. Und wenn man nicht viel Geld hat, dann sind schnell die Taschen leer, Und deshalb ist bei mir der Ofen aus. G‹rad darum hat sich meine Frau bestimmt auch so verk?hlt. Aus diesem Grund bin ich jetzt hier, auch wenn‹s Ihnen nicht gef"llt. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauch mehr Geld. Ich sage hey, hey, hey Boss, ich brauche viel mehr Geld.