I'm thunder in the night,
Electrical when I strike, Never give up when, I fight Insatiable appetite, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry,
Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry.
Takin that control, Till I take it take it over, Try to pigeonhole, But I just fly right over, Cannot keep me down, down, down, I'm too far off the ground, ground, ground, Try to shake my tower.
But they just jelly-jelly, I'm taking all their power, And fill-in up my belly-belly, They all try to doubt me, But you'll never oust me, They know where the clout be, Ya'll bout to learn about me, I'm thunder in the night, Electrical when I strike, Never give up when I fight, Insatiable appetite.
I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, I am, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Power hungry, Power-power hungry, Yes ma'am Power hungry
Power hungry, Power hungry, Power hungry, Wait a second, Pay attention, Sit back down, Cause school's in session, Here's the lesson, Y'all can't threaten, My succession, Did I mention I never stop stop, I just go go, Can't meet me at the top, top, Cause you're too slow.

Verse 1

Well, I’m going down to the St. James Infirmary,

to see my baby there

She was all stretched out,

on a long white table

So sweet, so cold, so bare

Verse 2

Let her go, go !
Ahh, my little Baby, Where ever she can be
You may search this whole world all over

But she’d never find a sweet man like me

Verse 3

Now, when I die, bury me in Stetson shoes
A Stetson coat, and a Stetson hat

And put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the cats know, that I died fat

Ad Lib

St. James Infirmary, where can my baby be ?

It’s just at St. James Infirmary, yeah

Let my baby go, let my baby go
Let my Baby go, go, go

Let my Baby go !

Traditional arranged by :

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1

When everything goes wrong,

There’s troubles in your home

Oh, Lord, Oh Lord ,

Stand by me

Chorus

Lord, stand by me,

As I walk this land alone

Lord stand by me

Help me bear this heavy load

Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up

Help me drink from this bitter cup

Oh Lord, Oh Lord,

Stand by me

Verse 2

When everything goes wrong,

There’s troubles in your home

Oh, lord, Oh Lord,

Stand by me

I don’t worry and I don’t fret,

Cause my God has never left me yet

Oh Lord, Oh Lord,

Stand by me

Chorus

Lord, stand by me,

As I walk this land alone

Lord stand by me

Help me bear this heavy load

Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up

Help me drink from this bitter cup

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me

Words & Music by Reverend Charles A. Tindley (DP)

Arrangement by :

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore

From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore

She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all

She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2

Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day

As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say

There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall

She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3

Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call

You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4

Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say

From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way

From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall

No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5

So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call

You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Traditional arranged by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1

Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see

It rained all night the day I left

The weather it was dry

Sun so hot I froze to death

Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2

I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne

She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth

A tear was in her eye

I said I come from Dixie girl

Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Yeah Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee

Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)

Arrangement by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau