Black Star
Composer(s): Sherman Edwards; Donald Meyer; Sid Wayne
Performer(s): Elvis Presley



 Every man has a black star
A black star over his shoulder
And when a man sees his black star
He knows his time, his time has come

Black star don't shine on me, black star
Black star keep behind me, black star
There's a lot of livin' I gotta do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Black star

When I ride I feel that black star
That black star over my shoulder
So I ride in front of that black star
Never lookin' around, never lookin' around

Black star don't shine on me, black star
Black star keep behind me, black star
There's a lot of livin' I gotta do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Black star

One fine day I'll see that black star
That black star over my shoulder
And when I see that old black star
I'll know my time, my time has come

Black star don't shine on me, black star
Black star keep behind me, black star
There's a lot of livin' I gotta do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Black star

Black Slacks
Composer(s): Joe Bennett; Jimmy Denton
Originally performed by: Joe Bennett & The Sparkletones
Covered by various other artists



B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
Pegged cool, daddy-o
When I put em on
I'm a rarin' to go

When I go places, I just don't care
You'd know why when you see what I wear
Black slacks, pegged 14
Black slacks, really are keen
Black slacks, pegged cool, daddy-o
When I put 'em on
I'm a rarin' to go

Man you oughta' see me with my derby on
I know that you would say, he's gone
Black slacks, mostly in the head
Black slacks, uh, that's what I said
Black slacks, I'm the cat's pajamas
I always run around with the crazy little mamas

Well, the girls all look when I go by
It's what I wear that makes 'em sigh
Black slacks, I wear a red bow-tie
Black slacks, they say, my, oh, my
Black slacks, with a cat's chain
Down to my knees
I ain't nothin' but a real cool breeze

Black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
Pegged cool, daddy-o
When I put 'em on
I'm a rarin' to go
When I put 'em on
I'm a rarin' to go
When I put 'em on
I'm a rarin' to go

Black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks
B-b-b-b-b-b-black slacks

Black Sky
Composer(s): Steve Cash
Performer(s): Ozark Mountain Daredevils



well I sure take it with me wherever I go
and you might like to see it but it never does show
like a wind in the valley that never does blow
like the grass in the back that you never did mow
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did

well you might see me drivin' in the wrong side of town
and you might see me shinin' when the rain's comin' down
like a diamond that's hidin' in the lost and found
like a coon that's runnin' from a red bone hound
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did

well the wood keeps burnin' in the old wood stove
and the cows keep goin' where they done been drove
and a light keeps glowin' in a dead man's cove
and a loom keeps spinnin' where the weave gets wove
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did

Black Sheep Of The Family
Composer(s): Ronnie James Dio; Steve Hammond
Performer(s): Rainbow



I've got nothing in my head, got a floor for a bed
My future's at the bottom of a teacup
I've got half a pair of shoes and no time to lose
I'm wondering when I'm gonna wise up

So, fortune, shine your light on me and my nose
Cause I need some security
You get a little bad luck and it grows and it grows
I'm the black sheep of the family

I've got half a pound of rice, a beard full of lice
Political retrogression
I've got a pocket full of dust, and eating is a must
If you want to make a good impression

So, fortune shine your light on me and my dog
Cause we need some security
While other folks are living high on the hog
I'm the black sheep of the family

Don't talk to me about society
You got to play by the rules or pay the penalty
Because there's nothing to choose between a handful of blues
Double indemnity

The whole world's wrong and my shadow's getting long
I realize this song don't mean much
I got an ache in my head 
I want to go to bed
Tomorrow I don't have to wake up

So, wisdom shine your light on me and my knees
It's true what they say about familiarity
There's nothing good this way, it's true what they say!
I'm the black sheep of the family

Black Sheep
Composer(s): Robert Altman; Daniel Darst
Performer(s): John Anderson



My daddy was a breakman on a high ball traveling train
And mama she raised four little children
and our family had a good name
And papa and mama wanted all for us they never had
Big brother, little brother, sister too
No they didn't turn out half bad, 'cept meeeeee

I'm the black sheep of the family

Big brother went to college and became a doctor man
I guess he makes about a million dollars a year
Off of folks home insurance plans
He's got a big long mercedes bends [sic] and a house overlooking the town
He sits in his jacuzzi and watches the sun go down
And he feels real sorry for me, I'm the black sheep of the family

Chorus:
Yeah, I drive me a big ol' semi-truck
I'm making payments on a two-room shack
My wife she waits on tables and at night she rubs my back
And I tell her what my papa said to my mama
When he got off a high-ball train
Wake me up early, be good to my dog and teach my children to pray.

Little sister married a banker, yeah, and he owns a country club
He bought her a big ol' racing horse and a funny looking little dog
He buys her big rings of diamonds and a brand new Japanese yacht
And they like to get together and talk about all the things they got
But they never mention me, I'm the black sheep of the family

Chorus
I'm saying woman, wake me up early......(rest of chorus)

Black Scorpio
Composer(s): Ian Hunter; P. Watts
Performer(s): Mott The Hoople



Momma's little jewel, just out of school
Fresh from the nuns that made you
Don't know why but I'm going to try
To re-in-celibate you

Momma's little jewel, you got the rules
But I'll be the one to educate you
Take what's mine, take a little time
And don't bite the hand that makes you

True when I hold you near, well I'm
Caught, even when I'm on the road
And I'm wearing my scorpio faces, when I
Come in the midnight sun

What you want I can't buy
So why don't you try it my way?
What you look for ain't in the book
I'm going to show you someday

Laugh in the evening, when I
Catch you with my watering gun now
Wearing my scorpio faces, when I
Come in the midnight sun

You won't rise, you won't shine
You won't even try boys
You've got brains, if you love changes
You'll have to play with my toys

Momma's little jewel is such a little fool
Thinks she can learn all the answers
She don't want to feel, she just want to steal
Don't want to take any chances

True when I hold you near, well I'm
Caught even when I'm on the road
And I'm wearing my scorpio faces, when I
Come in the midnight sun now

Laugh in the evening, when I
Catch you with my watering gun now
Wearing my scorpio faces, when I
Come in the midnight sun now

Come in the midnight sun, when I
Come in the midnight sun, when I
Come in the midnight sun, when I
Come in the midnight sun, when I

Black Rose
Composer(s): Troy Seals; Eddie Setser
Performer(s): Eric Clapton



The dogs are howling at the midnight moon
I'm on my way to where the black rose blooms
The mountain's high, the night is cold
I feel the sunshine, a black rose grows

Together again, we're as common as sin, they say
We just walk around the stones they throw
Night after night, we steal away to where
Love don't see no colours in the shadows
Love don't see no colours in the shadows

Wind in the willows, wild and warm
Just like the woman lying here in my arms
The water's deep, cold and still
I love the feeling that black rose gives

The Passers-By
((Adapted from: Les Passantes (by Georges Brassens) - 1972))
((Italian Version: Le Passanti (by Fabrizio de André) - 1974))
Composer(s): Georges Brassens - Antoine Pol - Andrew Kelly
Performer(s): Graeme Allwright - 1985



I sing you a song that I offer
To all the women you love for
A moment, a brief secret time
To those that you scarcely
Had met when
A different destiny led them
To places you can't even find

To her that you saw
For an instant
Appear at
Her window quite distant
Then suddenly vanish away
Her slim silhouette
A mere outline
So gracefully faded
For all time
But filled you with joy come
To stay

To her on a train
You were travelling
Whose beautiful eyes left you
marveling
And shortened
The journey so much
Perhaps
You alone understood her
you watched her get out
But you could not
Even give her soft hand
One light touch

To women already bespoken
Who find their life's
A mere token
With someone
That seems not to care
They once
In a moment of madness
Described the unbearable
Sadness
When life holds
Our only despair

The vision once
Glimpsed and idealized
The shortest-lived hopes
Never realized
Remains in our minds
Just one day
Whatever brief happiness
Takes you
The memory
Will quickly forsake you
Of those you once met
On your way

But feeling
Your life has been wasted
You wish with regret
That you'd tasted

And known-what
These joys might
Have been
The kisses
You dared not discover
The hearts that await
You forever
Those eyes and
Their glances unseen

When weariness lengthens
Your evenings
You people your solitude
Grieving
With phantoms
Your memory retains
You mourn absent
Lips of these countless
Fair passers-by briefly
Encountered
You didn't know how
To detain

Black Queen
Composer(s): Stephen Stills
Performer(s): Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young:
Melvin Taylor & the Slack Band; Rusty Wier



This is a song about a card game
Black queen, holding hearts
Black queen, tear the game apart
Black queen, don't you know?
Can't beat aces all in a row, black queen, no you can't
Have mercy black queen
Don't you go mess with the black queen, no
Black queen, see the whole hand
Black queen, where's your black man?
Black queen, if he ain't in the hole
Black queen, you got some more to show me, black queen
Oh, get on me black queen
Oh, Lord, have mercy, black queen
She's called to beat me clean
Black queen, where's your bank roll?
Black queen, where did it go?
Black queen, the truth is hard
Black queen, you're playin' foolish cards, black queen 

Black Pearl
Composer(s): Irwin Levine; Phil Spector; Toni Wine
Originally performed by: Sonny Charles & The Checkmates, Ltd.
Covered by: Horace Faith



Black pearl, precious little girl
Let me put you up where you belong
Black pearl little girl
You been in the background much too long
You been working so hard your whole life through
Tendin' other people's houses
Raisin' up their children too 
Hey how about something for me and you 
Here in my arms you're gonna reign supreme
No more servin' baby
They're gonna serve my queen
It's our turn for happiness and our day has come
Living for each other answering to no one

Black pearl precious little girl
Let me put you up where you belong 
Because I love you
Black pearl pretty little girl 
You been in the background much too long
Together we'll stand so straight and so tall 
Created by love to love one and all 
Hey heart to heart soul to soul
No other one could ever take your place
My world is built around 
The very smile that's on your face
You'll never win a beauty show
No they won't pick you 
But you're my miss America
I love you 

Black Moon
Composer(s): Keith Emerson; Greg Lake; Carl Palmer
Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer



Every day I see a nwe cloud coming
There's one more hole in space
Every time I walk across the street
I feel the gas blowing in my face
We never learn even deserts burn
And all politicians lie
They don't do nothing till we reach high noon
Black moon

Ain't nobody gonna walk on water
When it falls like acid rain
Nobody gonna fake you out
Every poison stains
We're all struck here right in the middle
We never call the tune 
If we don't get active we'll become immune
Black moon

In the night see the red sky burning
There's fire on the mountain
Oil slicks on the sea
The black moon is rising
How long will it be

you take a look around the world
The future never waits
We're skating on the thin ice
And we're in the hands of fate
What we need's a little redirection
To find our blue lagoon
You know it wouldn't come a moment too soon
Black moon 

Treat Her Right
((French Version: Le Parking Maudit (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1978))
Composer(s): Roy Head - Gene Kurtz
First release by: Roy Head and The Traits - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



(Ad lib)
Oh you're lookin' good, baby

I wanna tell you a story
Every man oughta know
If you want a little lovin'
You gotta start real slow
She's gonna love you tonight now
If you just treat her right

Oh squeeze her real gentle
Gotta make her feel good
Tell her that you love her
Like you know you should now
And she'll be glad every night
That you treated her right

If you practice my method
Just as hard as you can
You're gonna get a reputation
As a lovin' man now
And you'll be glad every night
That you treated her right

Hey, hey, hey, hey 
Hey, hey, hey, hey

(I wanna tell you a story)
Yeah, I wanna tell you a story
(Every man oughta know)
Every man oughta know
(If you want a little lovin')
If you want a little lovin'
(You gotta start real slow)
Yeah, start real slow
(She's gonna love you tonight)
I know she's gonna love me
(If you just treat her right)
I will, oh yeah

(Squeeze her real gentle)
Real gentle, real gentle
(Gotta make her feel good)
Make her feel good
(Tell her that you love her)
She knows I love her
(Like you know you should)
I know I should
('Cause if you don't treat her right)
She won't love you tonight

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey ... 

Black Market
Composer(s): Frederick Hollander
Performer(s): Marlene Dietrich



Black Market
Sneak around the corner
Budapester Strasse
Black Market
Peek around the corner
“La Police qui passe”

Come! I’ll show you things you cannot get elsewhere
Come! Make with the offers and you’ll get your share

Black Market
Powdered milk for bikes
Souls for Lucky Strikes
Got some broken down ideals? Like wedding rings?

Sh! Tiptoe 
Trade your things

Chorus:
I’ll trade you for your candy
Some georgeous merchandise
My camera. It’s a dandy
Six by nine - just your size
You want my porcellain figure?
A watch? A submarine?
A Rembrandt? Salami? Black lingerie from Wien?
I’ll sell my goods
Behind the screen.
No ceiling, no feeling 
A very smooth routine
You buy my goods, and boy my goods are keen
Black Market
Coocoo clocks and treasures
Thousand little pleasures
Black Market
Laces for the missis, chewing gum for kisses

Come! And see my big binoculars this week
Price? Only six cartons one puff a peek
Black Market
Milk and microscope for liverwurst and soap
Browse around I’ve got so many toys

Don’t be bashful
Step up, boys

Chorus:
You like my first edition?

It’s yours, that’s how I am
A simple definition
You take art, I take spam
To you for your “K” ration: my passion and maybe
An inkling, a twinkling or real sympathy
I’m selling out - take all I’ve got!
Ambitions! Convictions! The works!
Why not? Enjoy my goods, for boy my goods

Are hot! 

Black Magic Woman
Composer(s): Peter Green
Originally performed by: Fleetwood Mac
Covered by various other artists



I got a Black Magic Woman
I got a Black Magic Woman
Yes, I got a Black Magic Woman
She's got me so blind I can't see
But she's a Black Magic Woman and
she's trying to make a devil out of me

Don't turn your back on me, baby
Don't turn your back on me, baby
Yes, don't turn your back on me, baby
Don't mess around with your tricks
Don't turn your back on me, baby
'cause you might just wake up my magic sticks

You got your spell on me, baby
You got your spell on me, baby
Yes, you got your spell on me, baby
Turnin' my heart into stone
I need you so bad
Magic Woman I can't leave you alone 

Black Jack Davey
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Steeleye Span
and various other artists



Late last night when the squire came home
Enquiring for his lady
Some denied and some replied
She's gone with the Black Jack Davey

Go saddle to me the bonny brown steed
For the grey was never so speedy
I'll ride all day and I'll ride all night
Till I catch that Black Jack Davey

Chorus: 
He rode up hills and he rode down dales
Over many a wild high mountain
And they did say that saw him go
Black Jack Davey he is hunting 
He rode east and he rode west
All in the morning early
Until he spied his lady fair
Cold and wet and weary

Why did you leave your house and land
Why did you leave your baby
Why did you leave your own wedded lord
To go with the Black Jack Davey

Chorus

What care I for your goose feather bed
With the sheets turned down so bravely
Well I may sleep on the cold hard ground
Along with the Black Jack Davey

Then I'll kick off my high heeled shoes
Made of the Spanish leather
And I'll put on my lowland brogues
And skip it o'er the heather

Chorus 

Blackjack
Composer(s): Ray Charles
Performer(s): Ray Charles



Ah let me tell you people
About this blackjack game
It's caused me nothing but trouble
And I've only myself to blame

Hey hey hey yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get
Lord, blackjack takes it away from me

My friends don't come around me
Because I've been so blind
I can't even borrow a nickle
Now I've almost lost my mind

Hey hey hey yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get
Lord, blackjack takes it away from me

I sat there with two tens
I thought I'd have some fun
The dealer hit sixteen with a five
Just enough to make twenty one

Hey hey hey yeah yeah
How unlucky can one man be
Well every quarter I get
Yeah, blackjack takes it away from me 

Black Is Black
French & Italian Titles:
Noir C'Est Noir; Di Me Cosa Ne Sai?
Composer(s): Tony Hayes; Steve Wadey
Originally performed by: Los Bravos 
Covered by various other artists



Black is black
I want my baby back
It's gray, it's gray
Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

If I had my way
She'd be back today
But she don't intend
To see me again, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

I can't choose
It's too much to lose
My love's too strong
Wow! Maybe if she
would come back to me
Then it can't go wrong

Bad is bad
That I feel so sad
It's time, it's time
That I found peace of mind, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue

I can't choose
It's too much to lose
My love's too strong
Wow! Maybe if she
would come back to me
Then it can't go wrong

Black is black
I want my baby back
It's gray, it's gray
Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue
'Cause I-I-I-I-I'm feelin' blue 

Black Hole Sun
Composer(s): Chris Cornell
Originally performed by: Soundgarden
Covered by various other artists



In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
'Neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And I'll hear you
Scream again

Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come
Won't you come

Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore

Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just
Disappear 

Black Girl
Composer(s): Huddie Ledbetter
Performer(s): Leadbelly
and various other artists



Black girl, black girl
Don't you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
'Neath the pines, 'neath the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shivered in the cold, deadly cold
Her husband was a railroad man
He died a half mile out of town
His head was found 'neath the driving wheel
But his body was never, ever found
Black girl, black girl
Don't you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
'Neath the pines, 'neath the pines
Where the sun never shines
And I shivered in the cold, deadly cold

Black Ghost Blues
Composer(s): Lightnin' Hopkins
Performer(s): Lightnin' Hopkins



Black ghost, black ghost, please stay away from my door
Black ghost, black ghost, will you please stay away from my door
Yeah you know you worry po' Lightnin' so now, I just can't sleep no more

Yeah you know I go to dreaming first night, black ghost is all po' 
Lightnin' can see
I go to dreaming first night, black ghost is all po' Lightnin' can see
You know that's why I begin to wonder why you keeps on worryin' me

Black ghost is a picture, and the black ghost is a shadow too
Whoa black ghost is a picture, and the black ghost is a shadow too
You just can see him, but you can't hear him talkin'
Ain't nothin' else that a black ghost can do

Black Ghost Blues!