WILL YOU TEACH ME Will you teach me

WILL YOU TEACH ME? Will you teach me how to sail Through space upon a comet’s tail? Will you teach me how to fly, To sail the skies on wings untried? Will you teach me how to soar, To see things never seen before? But most importantly of all, Will you teach me how to fall?

WILL YOU TEACH ME? Will you teach me how to cry, To release the feelings deep inside? Will you teach me now to laugh And travel off the beaten path? Will you teach me now to dream, Teach me how to dream, To face the future sight unseen?

WILL YOU TEACH ME? Teach me how to sail, Sail upon a comet’s tail? Will you teach me how to fly, To sail the skies on wings untried? Will you teach me how to soar, To see things never seen before? But most importantly of all, Will you teach me how to be, The only thing I can be. . . Me? Will you teach me?

ALLUNDÉ, ALLUIA Al-lun-dé, al-lun-dé. Al-lun-dé, al-lu-ia. Jé pu wah yé yé ku-sah, Ai-yai yé al-lun-dé Ai-yai yé ai-yai yé al-lun-dé Man-dé a-qua-qua man-dé Ai-yai yé al-lun-dé Ai-yai yé ai-yai yé al-lun-dé (ENDING) Al-lun-dé, al-lu-ia.

PRETTY SARO Down in some lone valley in a lonesome place, Where the wild birds do whistle And the larks do increase, Farewell pretty Saro I bid you adieu, And I’ll dream of pretty Saro wherever I go. My love she won’t have me so I understand. She wants a freeholder who owns house and land. I cannot maintain her with silver and gold, Nor buy all the fine things that a big house can hold.

PRETTY SARO Saro won’t you come to see me Pretty Saro won’t you come and see me now? Saro won’t you come to see me Pretty Saro won’t you come and see me now? And I’ll dream of pretty Saro, wherever I go.

MIR ZEINEN ALLE Oy, oy. . Un mir zay-nen al-e bri-der, oy, al-e bri-der, Un mir zing-en frey-lekh li-der, oy, oy. Un mir hal-ten zikh in ey-nem, oy, Zikh in ey-nem, azel-kehs iz ni-to bay key-nem, Oy, oy. .

MIR ZEINEN ALLE Oy, oy. . Un mir zay-nen frey-lekh munter, oy, Frey-lekh munter, Zing-en li-der, tan-tsn un-ter, oy, oy. Un mir zay-nen al-e shves-ter, oy, al-e shves-ter Azoy vi Ro-khl, Rus un Es-ter, Oy, oy. .

CRIPPLE CREEK Part 1: Johnny’s got a gal at the head of the creek, Just like an apple from the tree, Goin’ up Cripple Creek, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see his girl. Part 2: Goes up to see her ‘bout the middle of the week. Sweetest little gal you ever did see. Goin’ in a run, Have a little fun. Goin’ in a whirl, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see his girl.

CRIPPLE CREEK (interlude with clap) Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep, He’ll wade Cripple Creek before he sleeps. Rolls up his britches to his knees, He’ll wade Cripple Creek whenever he please.

CRIPPLE CREEK Part 1: Goin’ up Cripple Creek, Goin’ up to have a little fun Goin’ up Cripple Creek, Goin’ up to see his girl Part 2: Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ in a run, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have a little fun. Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ in a whirl, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see his girl

CRIPPLE CREEK Halfway there he stops to rest, Thinks about the gal that he loves best. Picks him a watermelon fresh off the vine, Spittin’ them seeds sure do feel fine!

CRIPPLE CREEK Part 1: Goin’ up Cripple Creek, Goin’ up to have a little fun Goin’ up Cripple Creek, Goin’ up to see his girl Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see his girl! Part 2: Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ in a run, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have a little fun. Goin’ up Cripple Creek, goin’ in a whirl, Goin’ up Cripple Creek to see his girl!