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Die ultimative Chart Show: Die erfolgreichsten Singer-Songwriter aller Zeiten
Disc 1
01. Hope of Deliverance
02. The Lady in Red
03. Josephine
04. Fields of Gold
05. Wild World
06. She
07. Wonderful Life
08. Twist in My Sobriety
09. Luka
10. Purple Rain
11. Ziggy Stardust
12. The Way Young Lovers Do
13. Babylon
14. Walking in Memphis
15. Sign Your Name
16. Jesus to a Child
17. For What It’s Worth
18. Your Song
19. All Cried Out
20. My Chérie Amour
Disc 2
01. Let’s Make a Night to Remember
02. Jessie
03. Über den Wolken
04. Reif für die Insel
05. Ich lieb Dich überhaupt nicht mehr
06. Falling in Love
07. Wild Wood
08. Come Away With Me
09. Strong Enough
10. Constant Craving
11. You’re So Vain
12. Moonlight Shadow
13. Falling Slowly
14. After Midnight
15. New York, New York
16. Shine On
17. Bubbly
18. All Good Things (Come to an End)
19. Back to Black
20. La camisa negra
Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow
Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way
To the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been broken up and busted up since

And love don't play any games with me
Anymore like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing right out there through the door
Hell, I still love you, New York

Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
Every day the children they were singing their tune
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you don't want 'em to
The world won't wait and I watched you shake
But honey, I don't blame you
Hell, I still love you, New York
Hell, I still love you, New York
New York

I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
In a church on the upper west side
Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
You were holding my trust like a child
Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
But I tried to keep the overhead low
Farewell to the city and the love of my life
At least we left before we had to go

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you want 'em to
So we better shake this old thing out the door
I'll always be thinkin' of you
I'll always love you though New York
I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York