Napoleon (Live at the Bon Soir, Greenwich Village, NYC - Nov. 5, 1962) - Barbra Streisand

I met him in a Greenwich village coffee nook He was selling folk songs and little bitty books The place was full of happy hop'd up hippies at the time All mornin' long he hadn't made a dime He was a Greenwich village folk song salesman You should have heard the bag he was in He was a Greenwich village folk song salesman He'd jump up and sing one now and then Said I've got songs about Detroit and VietNam And new one about the economic opportunity program He had a little banjo with an alligator strap He'd sing a song at the drop of your hat He had one song there that Johnson should have heard To the tune of the Great Speckled Bird He was a Greenwich village folk song salesman His berd was a dark shade of green He was a Greenwich village folk song salesman And now and then he'd jump up and he screams Said I've got songs about Detroit and Vietnam And new one about the economic opportunity program I can't even pronounce that! Well I told him I had to soon be on my way Way back to Music City US of A He said if you'd see Lee and Nancy my friend Tell 'em I've got fifteen songs for them He was a Greenwich village folk song salesman...

Alright Here's another Metallica song, is that alright? I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Oh, yeah I'm sowing the seeds, yes I'm sowing the seeds I've taken I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted This thorn in my side This thorn in my side is from the tree This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted Ooh, it tears me and I bleed, yeah Ooh Yeah Caught under wheels roll I take the leech, I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me, whoa Ooh, I can't take it Caught under wheels roll Oh, the bleeding of me Oh-oh, the bleeding of me Caught under wheels roll I take the leech, I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me, whoa, ooh, I can't take it Caught under wheels roll, oh, the bleeding of me I'm diggin' my way Yes, I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better With somethin' better Nice Alright. It's feelin' better now, alright? I agree Thank you You agree, you agree too Is that, is that your dad? I can't hear you Do you wanna do "Judas" again? Oh, maybe next year That's a good idea

Alright Here's the song From Deep Purple (Let's hear it) If you're leaving, close the door Not expecting people, anymore Hear me grieving, lying on the floor Whether drunk or dead, I really ain't too sure I'm a blind man I'm a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know Feel no sadder tale Had a friend once, in a room Had a good time, but it ended much too soon In a cold months, in that room Found a reason for the things we had to do, hey I'm a blind man I'm a blind man Now my world is cold When a blind man cries Lord, you know He feels it from his soul He feels it, feels it I'm a blind man I'm a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know There ain't a sadder tale Thank you I hope you don't have bass in this 'Cause I really feel a lot of bass return Not that bass is a bad thing But if you're a singer I'm tryin' to be a singer, come on Okay

I was born from love, and my poor mother worked the mines I was raised on the Good Book of Jesus 'Til I read between the lines Now I don't believe I want to see the morning Going down the stoney end I never wanted to go down the stoney end Mama, let me start all over Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again And I can still remember him with love light in his eyes But the light flickered out and parted As the sun began to rise Now I don't believe I want to see the morning Going down the stoney end I never wanted to go down the stoney end Mama, let me start all over Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again Never mind the forecast 'cause the sky has lost control 'Cause the fury and the broken thunders Come to match my ragin' soul And now I don't believe I want to see the morning Going down the stoney end I never wanted to go down the stoney end Mama, let me start all over Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again Going down the stoney end I never wanted to go I never wanted to go Mama, I never wanted to go

Songbird sings from the heart Each word can tear you apart I sing, you sing along You find your life in my song When you need the strength to carry on You've got me to turn to With the songs that I sing And the magic they bring They've helped you be strong now The song sets you free But who sings to me I'm all alone now Who sings for songbird Sometimes when I'm all alone I sing my saddest song Lonely and no one can see This time the song is for me I can touch your secret place inside And still you don't know me With the songs that I sing And the magic they bring You've learned to be strong now My song sets you free But who sings to me I'm all alone now Where is my songbird Where is my songbird Who sings his songs for me

Mother, you had me But I never had you I wanted you But you didn't want me So I, I just gotta tell you Goodbye Goodbye Father, you left me But I never left you I needed you You didn't need me So I, I just gotta tell you I gotta tell you Goodbye Goodbye Children, don't do What I have done I couldn't walk But I tried, I tried to run So I, I just gotta tell you I gotta tell you Goodbye Goodbye Mama, mama don't go Daddy, come home Mama, don't go Daddy, come home Mama, don't go Daddy, come home Mama, don't go Daddy, come home Mama, don't go