Little Ghetto Boy
Composer(s): Edward Howard - Earl DeRouen
First release by: Donny Hathaway - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Little ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street 
Whatcha' gonna do when you grow up 
and have to face responsiblity? 
Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room? 
Will you sell caps of madness to the neighborhood? 
Little ghetto boy 
You already know how proud life can be 
'cause you've seen so much pain and misery 

Little ghetto boy 
Your daddy was blown away 
He robbed that grocery store 
Don't you know that was a sad, sad old day? 
All your young life 
You've seen such misery and pain 
The world is a cruel place to live 
and it ain't gonna change 
You're so young 
You've got so far to go on 
and don't think you'll reach your goal 
Young man, little ghetto boy, look at you 

Little ghetto boy 
When, when, when you become a man 
you can make things change if you just take the stand 
You gotta believe it yourself in all you do 
You've gotta fight to make it better 
then you will see how others will start believing to 
Then, my son, things will start to get better 

Everything has got to get better  
Everything has got to get better ...

Little G.T.O.
Composer(s): John "Bucky" Wilkin
Performer(s): Ronnie & The Daytonas; Alex Chilton



Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine 
Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389 
Listen to her tachin' up now, listen to her why-ee-eye-ine 
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa 

You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile 
This little modified Pon-Pon has got plenty of style 
She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, 
really drives 'em why-ee-eye-ild 
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GT") 
wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa 

Gonna save all my money (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and buy a GTO (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
Get a helmet and a roll bar (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and I'll be ready to go (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
Take it out to Pomona (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and let 'em know (turnin' it on, blowin' it out), yeah, yeah 
That I'm the coolest thing around 
Little buddy, gonna shut you down 
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GT) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GT) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GT) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa ...

Little Folks
Composer(s): Charlie Daniels
Performer(s): Charlie Daniels



Little folks are people too
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
They kinda make your day
Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope or jump a fence
Gettin' in the way

Daddy, why are you so tall?
Daddy, why am I so small?
Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
Could it be the Lord?
Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
It's not very hard to see
That kids are God's reward

Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will pout
Before you know what it's about
They're smiling once again
Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they're only memories
Do you remember when?

Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
What makes clouds float in the sky?
And Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?

But little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
You'd best enjoy them while you can
So soon they fly away ...

Little Egypt (Ying-Yang)
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller
First release by: The Coasters - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



I went and bought myself a ticket and 
I sat down in the very first row, wo wo 
They pulled the curtain but then when 
they turned the spotlight way down low, wo wo
little Egypt came out strotting
wearing nothing but a button and a bow, wo wo 
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah''

She had a ruby on her tummy and 
a diamond big as Texas on her toe, wo wo
She let her hair down and 
she did the hoochie koochie real slow, wo wo
When she did her special number on a zebra skin
I thought she'd stop the show, wo wo
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!"

She did a triple somersault and when she hit the ground
she winked at the audience and then she turned around 
She had a picture of a cowboy tattooed on her spine 
saying Phoenix, Arizona, nineteen forty-nine

Yeah, but let me tell you people
little Egypt doesn't dance there anymore, wo wo 
She's too busy mopping and 
a taking care of shopping at the store, wo wo 
'Cause we got seven kids and 
all day long they crawl around the floor, wo wo 
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!"

Little Dutch Mill
Composer(s): Harry Barris - Ralph Freed
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists



Far across the sea in Holland
In the land of wooden shoes
There's a story nearly everyone knows

You may never be in Holland
So I know you will excuse
If here and now I tell you how it goes

There's a little Dutch mill
On a little Dutch hill
Where the little Dutch stars shine bright

Now a little Dutch boy
And his little Dutch Girl
Fell in love by the mill one night

Up above, the Dutch moon made the scene complete
They both had so much moon, that it was a real Dutch treat

So the little Dutch boy and the little Dutch Girl
Bought the little Dutch mill on the little Dutch hill
And they've added a touch of a little Dutch family

Little Dutch Girl
Composer(s): Mel Tillis - Wayne Walker
Performer(s): George Morgan



Far across the sea in the land of the windmill
I met a girl, her eyes were sparkling blue
Her hair was the color of the northern sunset
And upon her feet, she sported wooden shoes

We walked through the fields of red and yellow tulips
Then I kissed her sweet lips - it set my heart a-whirl
But the time came for leavin', now my poor heart is grievin'
'Cause it holds a memory of a Little Dutch Girl

Far across the sea in the land of the windmill
I met a girl, her eyes were sparkling blue
Her hair was the color of the northern sunset
And upon her feet, she sported wooden shoes

We walked through the fields of red and yellow tulips
Then I kissed her sweet lips - it set my heart a-whirl
But the time came for leavin', now my poor heart is grievin'
'Cause it holds a memory of a Little Dutch Girl

Little Drops Of Rain
Composer(s): Harold Arlen - E.Y. Harburg
Performer(s): Judy Garland
and multiple other artists



Little drops of rain
Little grains of sand
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land

Little notes that sing
Little words that rhyme
Make the mighty memories
And the dreams of time

Never let a minute
Lie there on the shelf
For there may be in it
All loves life itself

Little smiles of hope
Little drops of tears
Make this thing called love
Go dancing down the years

Little drops of rain
Little rays of sun
Make the hopeful rainbow
Glow for everyone

Little Dreamer
Composer(s): Edward Van Halen - David Lee Roth - Michael Anthony - Alex Van Halen
First release by: Van Halen - 1978



They may talk about you cold when you were 
Headed for the skies 
But you were young and bold and baby didn't that 
Change with a wink of your eye 
Now no one's talkin' 'bout those 
Crazy days gone by 
No one talks about the 
Times you cried 
(Oooh) Little dreamer 
(Oooh) Uh, little dreamer 
And then they voted you 
Least likely to succeed 
I hadda tell them baby, you were armed with 
All you'd need 
Seems no one's talkin' 'bout those 
Crazy days gone past 
Weren't they amazed when you were 
Really last 
(Oooh) You are the little dreamer 
(Oooh) You were the little dreamer, yeah, yeah 
Yeah they talk about you cold when you were 
Headed for the skies 
But you were young and bold and baby didn't that 
Change with a wink of your eye 
Seems no one's talkin' 'bout the 
Crazy days gone past 
Weren't they amazed when you were 
Really last 
(Oooh) You are the little dreamer 
(Oooh) Little dreamer, oh yeah, oh 
(Oooh) Little dreamer 
(Oooh) Little dreamer

Little Does She Know
Composer(s): Chad Stuart - Russell Alquist
Performer(s): Chad & Jeremy



Little does she know how much I love her
Little does she care when I'm walking by
Little does she know, but I'm gonna show her
I could be the apple of her eye

Little does she see when I've been crying
And the many times that I've passed her door
Little does she know , but I'll keep on trying
To make her see it's me she's looking for

And ev'rywhere that she goes you can be sure that I
Am gonna be there too
That girl has gotta see how much she means to me
And that my love is true

Little does she hear the things I'm saying
I tell all my friends that she's oh so fine
Little does she know, but I'll go on praying
Some day soon I'm gonna make her mine

Little Diane
Composer(s): Dion DiMucci
Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts



Diane...Down deep inside I cry
Diane...Without your love I'd die
Diane...You know you drive me wild .... Diane
You're such a little evil child ya ya ya

Ya, I wanta pack and leave and slap your face
Bad girls like you are a disgrace
A way down deep inside I cry
Without you little Diane I'd die

I should drag you down 'cause you're no good
You're two-faced, your heart's made of wood
A way down deep inside I cry
Without you little Diane I'd die

Listen to my heart
Oh you're tearin' it apart
Oh why don't you understand
Why don't you stop it! stop it!
Stop it if you can

I wanna spread the news that you're untrue
But Diane what good would it do
'Cause way down deep inside I cry
Without you little Diane I'd die, I'd die

Ya! Don't you understand Diane

I said ya, ya, ya

I said listen to the beat
Oh I feel it in my feet
Now it's my heart Diane
Why don't you stop it! stop it!
Stop it if you can

I wanna spread the news that you're untrue
But Diane what good would it do
'Cause way down deep inside I cry
Without you little Diane I'd die, I'd die

Oh yeah 

Little Devil
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
First release by: Neil Sedaka - 1961



Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil

Hey little devil you're always runnin' around
It's time that someone started bringing you down
There'll be some changes made
Your rovin' days are through
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Hey little devil you got me all in a whirl
You're a cute little devil and I'm gonna make you my girl
You're out to break my heart
But just before you do
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

They say beware but I don't care 
I love you just the same
You're an old heart breaker and a mischief maker
But I'm wise to your name

Woh woh woh
Hey little devil everything is gonna be fine
'Cause someday soon I'm gonna make you all mine
There'll be no runnin' around
You met your Waterloo
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Woh woh woh
Hey little devil everything is gonna be fine
'Cause someday soon I'm gonna make you all mine
There'll be no runnin' around
You met your Waterloo
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil ...

Mairzy Doats
Composer(s): Milton Drake; Al Hoffman; Jerry Livingston
Performer(s): Pied Pipers & Jo Stafford
and various other artists



I know a ditty, nutty as a fruitcake 
Goofy as a goon and silly as a loon 
Some call it pretty, others call it crazy 
But they all sing this tune

Mairzy doats And dozy doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? 

Yes! Mairzy doats And Dozy Doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? 

If the words sound queer and funny to your ear
A little bit jumbled and jivey
Sing "Mares eat oats and does eat oats 
And little lambs eat ivy" 

Oh! mairzy doats and dozy doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you - oo? 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?

Little Deuce Coupe
((French Version: Tu N'as Pas Le Temps (by Les Lionceaux) - 1963))
Composer(s): Brian Wilson  Roger Christian
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me, he don't even try
'Cause if it had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like it's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored
She'll do a hundred and forty at the top end floored

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

She's got a competition clutch with four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip, daddy

And comin' off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em out the water like you've never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

Maire My Girl
Composer(s): John Keegan Casey; George Aitken
Performer(s): John McCormack
and various other artists



Over the dim blue hills
Strays a wild river
Over the dim blue hills
Rests my heart ever
Dearer and brighter than
Jewels and pearl
Dwells she in beauty there
Maire my girl

Down upon Claris heath
Shines the soft berry
On the brown harvest tree
Droops the red cherry
Sweeter thy honey lips
Softer the curl
Straying adown thy cheeks
Maire my girl

'Twas on an April eve
That I first met her
Many an eve shall pass
Ere I forget her
Since my young heart has been
Wrapped in a whirl
Thinking and dreaming of
Maire my girl

She is too kind and fond
Ever to grieve me
She has too pure a heart
E'er to deceive me
Was I Tyrconnell's chief
Or Desmond's earl
Life would be dark, wanting
Maire my girl

Over the dim blue hills
Strays a wild river
Over the dim blue hills
Rests my heart ever
Dearer and brighter than
Jewels or pearl
Dwells she in beauty there
Maire my girl

Play, Little David
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell



Play, little David
Play little David, play

David he would sit in some dark corner
Seemed to melt the shadows with his eyes
And the song that he was playing
Was nothing less than praying
And nothing more than saying I'm alive
Won't you play, little David
Play little David, play

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

I don't need no Sunday sermon
Need no Sunday shoes
When I hear little David playing
I got religion through and through

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

I don't need no Sunday sermon
Need no Sunday shoes
When I hear little David playing
I got religion through and through

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear

Won't you play, little David, play little David, play
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

Little Darlin'
Composer(s): Maurice Williams
First release by: The Gladiolas - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists



Little darlin', little darlin'
Oh where, are you, oo oo oo oo
Walla walla chipa mocka mogga 
Oh my lover, oh just for you, only you

My darling, I need you
Darling I need you to call my own
To hold your life, your little foot, your hand
I knew someone would understand that
Hold my hand

My dear, I would run
To find without you
Oo oo oo oo oo
Oh, oo oo oo
That my love was just for you, 'n only you

Little Curly Hair In A High Chair
Composer(s): Charles Tobias - Nat Simon
Performer(s): Fats Waller
and multiple other artists



Little curly hair in a high chair
What's your order for today?
Little curly hair in a high chair
I'll do anything you say
When you're near the room seems to brighten
The sun comes streaming through you're eyes
You're the reason they still keep writin'
All those tender lullabies
Hm__ There you go!
Bangin' with your blocks
Pullin' off your socks
Hm__ There you go!
Tryin' to make your toes
Touch your baby nose
Heaven's close to your chair and my chair
when you smile the way you do
Little curly hair in a high chair
My day begins and ends with you

Little Christine
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
Performer(s): Mott The Hoople



The light in the bar came on
The place was in a mess
An hour before there'd been an awful scene
Early on that day while Matt was on the phone
His long time friend took a fancy to his little Christine
Matt was in a state when I saw him later on
Tried to cool him down but he was havin' none
"I'm gonna fix him good", said Matt in a chokey way
Together we know the sound of a ready gun

Well it must have been around eight
When we both saw Sam's hunched back
Holdin' up a boarded bar room wall
Matt soon altered that as he kicked Sam to the floor
Pretty soon the place was one big brawl
Someone doused the lights
Still the pumps blew
Suddenly a voice caught in the night
"Whoever comes off best can only lose my hand
Leavin' now you are welcome to your fight, you can have it"

Well Matt he cocked his gun
Fired towards that voice
"I'd rather know you're dead" was his reply
Christine breathed her last
The bar was like a tomb
Not a sound, except to hear Sam call

The light in the bar was on
The place is in a mess
An hour before there'd been an awful scene
Early on that day while Matt was on the phone
His long time friend took a fancy to his little Christine

Main Street 
Composer(s): Betty Comden; Roger Edens; Adolph Green
Performer(s): Gene Kelly



There's not much to tell about my hometown
Life is easy and the tempo's slow
But if you really want to find what's in it
You'll learn in a minute all you have to know
Let's go

Come walkin' with me I want you to see our main street 
You'll see the whole town 
By just walkin down our main street 

There's the corner where the boys hang out 
As each girl goes by they rate her whistle and try to date her "later" 
Baby are you going steady?

And then we can stop and chat with a cop on main street 
He made an arrest a way back in nineteen three
He'll ask me who is the pretty stranger
How proud I'm going to be when you walk down main street with me

Little Children
Composer(s): J. Leslie McFarland - Mort Shuman
Billy J. Kramer & The Dakotas



Little children, you better not tell on me 
I'm tellin' you 
Little children, you better not tell what you see 
And if you're good 
I'll give you candy and a quarter 
If you're quiet like you oughta be 
And keep a secret with me 

I wish they would go away 
Little children, now why aren't you playin' outside 
I'm askin' you 
You can't fool me, 'cause I'm gonna know if you hide 
And try to peek 
I'm gonna treat you to a movie 
Stop your gigglin', children do be nice 
Like little sugars and spice 

You saw me kissin' your sister
You saw me holdin' her hand 
But if you snitch to your mother
Your father won't understand 

I wish they would take a nap 
Little children, now why don't you go bye-bye 
Go anywhere at all 
Little children, I know you would if you tried 
Go up the stairs 
Me and your sister, we're goin' steady 
How can I kiss her when I'm ready to 
With little children like you around 
I wonder what can I do around 
Little children like you