You Knock Me Off My Feet
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

You give it all you got
You make my life complete
You always take your best shot
You knock me off my feet

You took me under wing
You loved and nurtured me
You let my spirit sing
You knock me off my feet

In the way you bear me up
In the way you care for me
In the way you fill my cup
You're always there
You're always there for me

You clap me on the back
You rub my shoulders free
You fire up my brain
You knock me off my feet
You knock me off my feet
Proud to take you with me anywhere
Oh yeah

You knock me off my feet
Even in the toughest of times you're there
Lifting me back up
With the way you care for me
And the way you help me be
All I can be

Yeah even in the toughest
Toughest of times
You're there

You're always comin' through
You're all I dreamed you'd be
I feel a hallelujah
Rise up inside of me

In the way you let me fly
In the way you set me free
You throw me to the sky
But you're always there
You're always there for me

You give it all you got
You make my life complete
You always take your best shot
You knock me off my feet

You knock me off my feet
And set my spirit free
An' I'm so proud to take you with me anywhere

Oh yeah
You knock me off my feet
Even in the toughest of times you're there
Lifting me back up
With the way you care for me

And when I go from here
I'll always carry you with me
You make my life so clear
You give me all I need

The way you've treated me
Inspires me to go out
And knock down doors
You set my spirit free
You give it all to me
An' I feel a hallelujah
Yes I feel a hallelujah

When the Saints Go Marchin' In
Music by James Milton Black
Words by Katharine Purvis
Additional Words and Music by Peter Link

Saints!
Saints are a'comin'

Saints!
Saints are a'comin'

I can see
All the saints from Philippi
All the saints from Ephesus
Saint John the Baptist
Saint John the Divine

All the saints of Buddha
Milarepa the saint of Tibet
Confucian saints and Jewish saints
Arm in arm in line

Mahatma Gandhi
Zhang Zhongjing
Paramahansa Yogananda
Saint Tukaram and the Muslim saints
All the saints of all mankind

Walkin' in step with Hindu saints
And Taoist saints
And Sufi saints
With Mr. Louis Armstrong on trumpet
Leadin' the way

Walkin' in step with the Hindu saints
And Taoist saints
And Sufi saints
With Mr. Louis Armstrong before them
Blowin' his horn
And none get left behind

They are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
They will all be reunited
On a new and sunlit shore

There is hope that goes before them
And its banners fill the sky
With a thousand million footsteps
Echoing on high
And oh Lord I want to be in that number
I got to be there

When the
When the
When the
When the

Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun begins to shine
When the sun begins to shine
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Oh on that hallelujah day
Yes on that hallelujah day
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the revelation comes
Yeah when that revelation comes
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the revelation comes

Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh when Louis Armstrong sounds that call
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Saints!
Saints are a'comin'
Saints!
Saints are a'comin'

Saints!
Saints are a'comin'
Saints!
Saints are a'comin'

Saints! (saints!)
Saints are a'comin'
Saints! (saints!)
Saints are a'comin'

Saints!
Saints are a'comin'

Bridges
Lyrics by Larry Rossler
Music by Peter Link

IF I’DA STAYED WITH THAT LAWYER
OUT IN SANTE FE

HE WOULDA DRAPED ME IN JEWELRY
AND I’D BE RICH TODAY
I COULDA SEEN ATLANTIC CITY
AND SARATOGA SPRINGS
AND IN TIME I’D HAVE FIVE BABIES
TUGGING AT MY APRON STRINGS

PASSED UP A CHANCE WITH A HANDSOME
KANSAS FARMER THAT I KNEW
I COULDA GOT TIED AND BEEN A BRIDE
IF I’DA ONLY SAID “I DO”
COULDA RUSTLED UP HIS BREAKFAST
FIXED SUPPER FOR HIS KIN
MAYBE PLANT SOME WHEAT AND BARLEY
WHILE I GREW A DOUBLE CHIN

I BEEN BURNIN’ BRIDGES BEHIND ME
AND THE TIME IS TICKIN’ ON
I WANT TO TAKE WHAT I CAN GET
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE

WHERE IS MY SOLDIER FROM TEXAS
WHO SWEPT ME OFF MY FEET?
WAS IT A SAILOR OR A TAILOR
WHO LIVED ON BOURBON STREET?
WELL, I’VE HAD BEAUS BY THE BUSHEL
AND LIFE AIN’T OVER YET
BUT THEN I LOOK THERE IN THE MIRROR
AND IT WON’T LET ME FORGET

I BEEN BURNIN’ BRIDGES BEHIND ME
AND THE TIME IS TICKIN’ ON
I BETTER TAKE WHAT I CAN GET
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE
BEFORE ALL MY BRIDGES ARE GONE

On My Way Home
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

[Enter a man, either Middle Eastern or North African, dressed in an expensive subtly pinstriped suit, white dress shirt, no tie. He’s elegant and from all manner looks to have been a most successful business man, however his suit is filthy, perhaps torn, his shirt has been on his back for days and is dirty and stained, and a rough stubble completes his unshaven presence.]

Look at this face
Look at these dirty clothes
Look at these worn out shoes
Ah yes, I'm one of those

Just look at this face
Look at these filthy clothes
Look at these worn out shoes

I come to you by land, by sea
On foot, I come
By raft, I come
A refugee
I seek your asylum
A cup of your kindness
I come from a place of nothing but blindness

I run for my life
A flight into exile
A fugitive from the heart of darkness
My lot in life, yes, a refugee
My future, so far, unknown
I live in a chaos that spans the world

I look to find my family
I search to find the man I used to be

I know so well this road of desperation
I carry what little hope that's left
In my frail imagination

And I carry my past life
In this pack up on my back
I carry my past life
In a sack

With all that I've worked for
Gone
All that I've fought for
Gone
And all that I've lived for
Gone

Here am I
A man of no place
Lost out here in space
But on my way home

Look at these hands
So sad what this life can bring
Look at these wasted hands
These hands that have built such things

And look in this heart
This heart of a worthwhile man
Look at this broken heart

I offer you a man of dignity
A fruitful life I’ve lived
But now, a refugee
I seek your asylum
I seek your compliance
I beg you renounce your thoughts of defiance

What I’ve left behind …
A life of such promise
A family with its long traditions
But along the way, yes, I’ve let them go
My future, so far, unknown
To live now in peace is my only need

Each night before I sleep I ask
What wrong I must have done that brought me here

I cannot find the answer to this question
I carry this damning pain of guilt
Like a rancorous obsession

And so I run from my past life
Yeah, from one to the next
Confused and disheartened
So perplexed …

And all that I've loved now
Gone
And all of my dreams now
Gone
My life as I knew it
Gone

Here am I
A man of no place
Lost out here in space
But on my way home

Afghanistan
Somalia
Iraq
Sudan

I come to you, a man
Trying to stay alive
Trying my best to survive
While I’m on my way home
I’m goin’ home
Lookin’ for a new home
Yes I’m on my way home

Yeah I’m goin’ home
I’m goin’ home
Ooh I’m goin’ home
Aaaaahhhhh
I’m goin’ home

Poison Water
Words by Larry Rosler
Music by Peter Link

[Doc]
Lord, you know I tried
Did my very best
To turn the other cheek
As you suggest
But love your enemy's a hard request
When he's reaching for his gun

Here I go again
And it makes me sad
To say goodbye
To all the dreams we had
So how did something good
Turn out so bad
Take a look at what we've done

Poisoned the water
Poisoned the water
Look at us now
We've poisoned the water
Poisoned water
Full of waste
Let them come and get a taste
Of poison water

[Tom]
Mother of mercy-

[Doc]
Relax, Tom. Just relax. We don't want to wake the lady.

[Tom]
But I'm unarmed. You know China Mary don't allow no guns in her rooms. You ain't gonna shoot an unarmed man, are ya? Are ya?

[Doc]
I'm here to extend an invitation: you meet me later today, and we'll settle the score for all time.

[Morgan]
Virg, what they done to Kate ain't right.

[Virgil]
And what they do to one of us, they do to all.

[Morgan]
We should end it now

[Virgil]
We should do it quick
And when we do it, dammit, make it stick

[Morgan]
A little piece of lead should do the trick

[Virgil]
That's the gospel truth my son

[Tom]
Gentlemen, this time Doc Holliday has called out the wrong man.

[Ike]
The wrong house, Tom, the wrong house.

[Frank]
Turn your back on wolves
This is what you git

[Ike]
You touch a rattlesnake
And you get bit

[Tom & Ike]
The talking's over now we finish it
Take a look at what they've done

[Clantons, McLaurys, Morgan & Virgil]
Poisoned the water
Poisoned the water
Look at them now
They've poisoned the water
Poisoned water
Full of waste
Let them come and get a taste
Of poison water

[Wyatt]
You hear that?

[Wyatt]
It's the sound of hearts beatin' faster right before a kill. I love that sound. I'll round up the boys, Doc. Don't be long.

[Kate]
Doc, it's not too late
Not for us
Cause I know
We can make it, Doc
Please don't go
What of all those dreams
Of getting out
Cutting ties

[Woman in Black]
They were only pretty lies
Just a pack of pretty lies

[Kate]
I ain't going to bury you. If you go down there, I gotta walk out on you.

[Doc]
I have no choice, Kate.

[Woman in Black]
See the minute hand
Moving on the clock
Too late to close the door
And turn the lock
It's what you wanted
Are you ready, Doc?

[Earps]
Yeah, today they're gonna pay

[Clantons & McLaurys]
Yeah, today they're gonna pay

[All]
At a place they call OK
Cause they
Poisoned the water
Poisoned the water
We know just who poisoned the water
Poisoned water's got to kill
Let them come and drink their fill
Of poisoned water

Let the water go
Let that poison flow

There Was You
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

Heartbreak came so easy to one so young
Love had turned quite contrary
To a young girl's dreams
So I gathered up what was left
And moved warily on
A change of scene
A change of dream

A new start to a new life was all I asked
Love would be quite suspended
In this young girl's life
But the world does not always work
In all the ways that we want
Too soon we met
Too soon too soon

I shook your hand
I caught your smile
The voice inside me screamed "No, no!"
While my heart danced in midair
I barred the door
Refused to look
I knew I didn't dare
I searched the floor for answers
And I found you standing there
So there was you
There you were
There on that Sunday afternoon

But love was still too dangerous
Too hazardous
Too perilous
And I far too vulnerable to let go
When I chanced to look again
You were gone
You were gone
So I moved warily on

As time went by I wondered
"Hey! Where'd he go?"
Love's no longer quite so daunting
To a young girl's heart
I had missed my chance botched it up
And now it was too late
My timing bad
Too late too late

And then came fate
Or God's design
We came to meet by chance again
And I caught you unaware
You passed me by
I called your name
From somewhere in midair
You see I'd searched my heart for answers
And I found you standing there
Yes there was you
There you were
There - not too late
Not too soon
There on that Sunday afternoon

For the Birds
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

Tweedle ee deet 'n' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee (x2)

This song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

This song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

There's a blue jay on my doorstep
Tryin' to steal the laces
Off my runnin' shoes
He's some kinda mad kleptomaniac
He can't help it cause it's in his genes
He don't read the magazines
So he don't know what kleptomania means

Clear of conscience,
But still guilty as sin.

So this song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

There's a hummingbird at my window
Lookin' at me while I write this song
And we're eyeball to eyeball

Listenin' to his wings beat the rhythm of life
Listenin' to his wings beat the rhythm of life
Listenin' to his wings beat the rhythm of life
Hummingbird
Hmmmmmmmmm
Hummingbird
Hmmmmmmmmm
Hummingbird

Tweedle ee deet 'n' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee (x2)

Birds:

They don't know where they come from
Don't know where they're goin' to
Don't have time to wonder
Too busy flyin' at the moon
Too busy tryin' to prune
Too busy workin'
For the early mornin' worms
Singin'
Baby I'll be comin' home soon

So this song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

There's a woodpecker peckin'
On the side a' my house
Puttin' a hole where there ain't one
An' it ain't very nice
I already got me some mice
And they're fillin' my life with their holes

Just like the moles.

And oh what a mess
But I got to confess
That I tend to digress

Point being:

This song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

There's an eagle in my back yard
Wonderin' what became of america
He's got the whole world on his shoulders
Musta gone bald thinkin' about the A-bomb
Musta gone bald just tryin' ta' stay calm
He's still worryin' about Vietnam

Somebody oughta tell 'im.
The war's over.

And this song is for the birds
This song is for the birds

Each mornin' they sing a new symphony
It's a soaring cantata to the sky above
An' it's all about feathers an' makin' love

Tweedle ee deet 'n' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee

Tweedle ee deet 'n' dee dee
Deet
'N' dee dee
Deet

So this song is for the birds!

On My Way to You
Music and Lyrics by Michel LeGrand and Alan & Marilyn Bergman

So often as I wait for sleep
I find myself reciting
The words I've said or should have said
Like scenes that need rewriting

The smiles I never answered
Doors perhaps I should have opened
Songs forgotten in the morning

I relive the roles I've played
The tears I may have squandered
The many pipers I have paid
Along the roads I've wandered

Yet all the time I knew it
Love was somewhere out there waiting
Though I may regret a kiss or two

If I had changed a single day
What went amiss or went astray
I may have never found my way to you

It happens so often as I wait for sleep…

And all the time I knew it
Love was somewhere out there waiting
Though I may regret a kiss or two

If I had changed a single day
What went amiss or went astray
I would not change a thing that happened
On my way to you