| Lyrics (First Line) | Song Title |
| Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together | |
| And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know | |
| Time, time, time seen what's become of me while I looked around for my possibilities | |
| What a dream I had pressed in organdy clothed in crinoline of smoky burgandy | |
| I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told | |
| Slow down you move too fast. You've got to make the morning last | |
| Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again | |
| A winter's day in a deep and dark December. I am alone | |
| Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme | |
| I'm sittin' in the railway station got a ticket for my destination | |
| | Lyrics (First Line) | Song Title |
| When you're weary, feelin' small; when tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all | |
| I hear the drizzle of the rain. Like a memory it falls; soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls | |
| I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail. Yes I would, if I could, I surely would | |
| Time it was, and what a time it was, it was a time of innocence, a time of confidences | |
| Cecilia, you're breaking my heart. You're shaking my confidence daily | |
| The mama pajama rolled out of bed. She ran to the police station. When the papa found out, he began to shout and he started the investigation | |
| April come she will when streams are ripe and swelled with rain. May, she will stay resting in my arms again | |
| When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school it's a wonder I can think at all | |
| Here is my song for the asking. Ask me and I will play so sweetly, I'll make you smile | |
| Bye bye love Bye bye happiness Hello loneliness I think I'm gonna cry | |
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