Xo

that’s how it often goes,
    Some puzzles we just can’t complete.
     
    Chorus.
     
    Leaving Home
    1. Packing up the suitcase, filling boxes to the brim.
    Years and years of memories, trying to fit them in.
    I never really thought that there might come a time,
    When everything would change and I’d have to say goodbye.
     
    Chorus:
    Now I’m starting over, starting over once again,
    To try to make a new life, without family or friends.
    In all my years on earth, there’s one thing that I know:
    Nothing can be harder than to leave behind your home.
     
    2. This room, it was my daughter’s, who’s grown and lives nearby.
    She’s got babies of her own, oh, I’ll miss them till I cry.
    This room is the one where my man and I would sleep.
    Or sometimes never sleep at all, if you know what I mean.
     
    Chorus.
     
    3. And here’s the porch we’d sit on, after dinner every night.
    My husband talked about his job and I’d tell him ’bout mine.
    Then dishes and some cleaning, some homework and to bed.
    And the joy of seeing sunrise as the day would start again.
     
    Chorus.
     
    4. Oh, we had quite some parties, to mark those special times.
    Christmases and Easters and the Fourth of July.
    Any cause for celebration, but the best, at least for me,
    Was my daughter’s graduation when she got her degree.
     
    Chorus.
     
    5. We worked hard at our jobs and bought ourselves this home.
    We gave back what we got and never hurt a soul.
    But I guess I was just naïve and I didn’t see the truth:
    Why judge people by their hearts? It’s simpler to use rules.
     
    6. Now the bus drives through the gate, at the border line,
    And drops me off in Juarez, deported for the crime
    Of loving the great USA as if she were my own.
    I turn and say goodbye to what’s been my only home.
     
    Chorus.
     
    Then in Spanish:
    “America, the Beautiful”
     
    O beautiful for spacious skies,
    For amber waves of grain,
    For purple mountain majesties
    Above the fruited plain!
     
    America! America!
    God shed His grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea!
     
    O beautiful for pilgrim feet
    Whose stern impassion’d stress
    A thoroughfare for freedom beat
    Across the wilderness.
     
    America! America!
    God shed His grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea!
     
    Mr. Tomorrow
    1. You know me by now, you’ve got to believe
    You’re the number-one girl in the world for me.
    I’ve sent her the papers and she’s promised to sign
    It’ll just be a while, these things take some time …
     
    Chorus:
    And his words are so smooth and his eyes look so sad.
    Can’t she be patient, it won’t be so bad?
    But sometimes she thinks, falling under his sway,
    She got Mr. Tomorrow; she wants Mr. Today.
     
    2. Love that new dress, you’re looking real hot.
    Let’s go out dancing. Oh, wait, I forgot.
    Me and my buddy, we got something to do.
    But next week, I promise, it’s just me and you.
     
    Chorus.
     
    3. Hey, I hardly know her, she’s only a friend.
    We’ve had lunch once or twice and that was the end.
    I wouldn’t have left that receipt in my pants
    With something to hide. Why would I take that chance?
     
    Chorus.
     
    4. What happened last night, I was a fool.
    I didn’t mean it, I was in a bad mood.
    I won’t drink again, I promise, you’ll see.
    To think that I hit you—you know that’s not me.
     
    Chorus.
     
    5. Sure, I want babies, I swear that it’s true:
    Pretty girls growing up to look just like you.
    But waiting a while—that’s what I’d prefer
    Until we’re both ready, what can it hurt?
     
    Chorus.
     
    I’m in the Mood (for Rock ’n’ Roll)
    (Slow tempo)
    1. We’ve got a night together, we’re sitting on the couch,
    This doesn’t happen often, alone inside our house.
    You open up a real nice wine, the candle light is low.
    We’re both thinking of romance and where the night might go.
     
    Chorus:
    Now, baby, baby, baby—you better know it’s true
    I’m in the mood …
    In the mood …
    In the mood … for rock ’n’ roll!
     
    (Tempo and volume way up)
     
    Sometimes it’s the only way only way to fix your achin’ soul:
    Ditch the soft, crank up the loud and go with rock ’n’ roll.
    Rock ’n’ roll,
    rock ’n’ roll.
    When you’re down and when you’re out and just can’t be consoled.
    Get yourself in the mood, the mood for rock ’n’ roll.
     
    2. You know that I’m a good girl … I don’t do too much wrong.
    I treat