Mesas cojas y descoloridas, sillas de madera algo torcidas En el bar, escueta selección, Guifitty, Cerveza y dos marcas de Ron Lenta llega la clientela fiel, "Fiado se murió", dice un viejo cartel El dueño es un viejo capitán criado aquí en la costa, nacido en Caiman Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria" Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria" Cuatro viejos juegan dominó, comentan que el hijo de Nango se embarcó Si es de barcos, dice el viejo Arzu, "Que días aquellos los del barco Cefalu" Tula llega a vender lotería, entra y se arma gran algarabía Pedro dice que soñó con mujer, "Decime que numero es, que debo el alquiler" Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria" Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria" Comerciantes, marineros, vividores y cuentistas Damas de vida nocturna, ciudadanos ejemplares y contrabandistas Por las ventanas entra la brisa llena de mar y misterio Brisa tibia que respira la clientela como milagroso sahumerio Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria" Cada mesa tiene su relato, cada silla cuenta mil historias La vida se parte en ratos, en octavos y memorias Merendero, restaurante bar y club social "La Gloria"

Mm, hm Sometimes it's hard when rain's pouring in I used to worry what tomorrow would bring Then you came along, changed my world around (You changed it) Gave me something to believe in when I'm upside down And let me say, I owe it all to you (All to you) And I wanna thank you (I wanna thank you) For making the sun come shining through Now that we're together Everything can only get better (Get better and better) Now that you're around me Swear I'm gonna love you forever (Forever and ever) Now that we're together Everything can only get better You bring the sunshine to my life If you should find (You should find) You need someone, too Just turn in my direction and I'll do the same for you And let me say, from the bottom of my heart (Of my heart) I wanna thank you (I wanna thank you) For making the sun come shining through Now that we're together Everything can only get better (Get better and better) Now that you're around me Swear I'm gonna love you forever (Forever and ever) Now that we're together (Together) Everything can only get better (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Now that you're around me (I swear) Swear I'm gonna love you forever (Hey) You bring the sunshine to my life Keep bringing (Keep on) Keep bringing (Keep on) Keep bringing your sunshine to me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Keep bringing (Keep on) Keep bringing (Keep on) Keep bringing your sunshine to me (Your sunshine to me) And let me ask you, girl Where would I be without you? (Without you) Right here (Right here) Making the sun shine down on me (Down on me) Now that we're together (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Everything can only get better (Get better and better) Now that you're around me Swear I'm gonna love you forever (Bring the sunshine, bring your loving) Now that we're together (Oh yeah) Everything can only get better (Keep bringing, keep bringing) (Keep bringing your sunshine to me) Now that you're around me (Keep bringing, keep bringing) Swear I'm gonna love you forever (Keep bringing your sunshine to me) Bring it on (Keep bringing) Bring it on (Keep bringing) Bring it on (Keep bringing your sunshine to me) Bring it on (Keep bringing) Bring it on (Keep bringing) Bring it on (Keep on)

(Writers: Jay Livingston, Ray Evans) City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, Dressed in holiday style, In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Meeting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day. Strings of street lights, even stop lights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures. Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch, This is Santa's big scene, And above all this bustle you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day...

Well, I'm a runnin' down the road, tryin' to loosen my load, I've got seven women on my mind: Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me, One says she's a friend of mine. Take it easy, take it easy, Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy. Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand, Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy. Well, I'm a standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona And such a fine sight to see: It's a girl, my Lord, in a flat bed Ford Slowin' down to take a look at me. Come on, baby, don't say maybe. I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me. We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again. So open up, I'm climbin' in, so take it easy. Well, I'm a runnin' down the road, tryin' to loosen my load, Got a world of trouble on my mind. Lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, She's so hard to find. Take it easy, take it easy, Don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy. Come on, baby, don't say maybe. I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me. Oh, we got it easy, We oughta take it easy.

I was born a country singer I love Charley Pride Raised on 'He Stopped Loving Her' Cut my teeth on 'Mama Tried.' Yes, I love Hank Williams But I still love rock 'n roll Hank Jr, me and Waylon We're all cut from the same mold. And they say country's changin' And we must all adjust But I still think there's lots of room For old outlaws like us. I love to jam with the Skynyrd band 'Cause 'Freebird' chills my bones And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash And I've sung with George Jones. And I have played on the Opry stage Where the country legends stood Where you don't give lies or alibis 'Cause they don't do no good. And Lord, I guess, that I've been blessed Though I have been kicked and cussed But it's nothing new to moan the blues For old outlaws like us. And I wear this country banner And I'm proud to wave the flag And you can talk all day 'bout the next Billy Ray But I'll cast my vote for Hag. And when all those screamin' metal bands Have corroded into rust There'll still be a show on Music Row For old outlaws like us. Now, I don't have a crystal ball To tell what lies ahead But I play my way, though some folks say Country rock is dead. And you may call me old-fashioned You may think I'm insane But rhythm and blues is in my blood And pumping through my veins. And I've still got some loyal fans That I know I can trust Who will sell their souls for rock 'n roll And old outlaws like us. Repeat Chorus...