If that mockingbird don't sing.....

Good one Bear. Thought I knew all the Beatles.

Ah, I listen to The Gods' music now and again...

I live one day at a time
I dream one dream at a time
Yesterday's dead, and tomorrow is blind
and I live one day at a time.

Then you're surprised to see me back at home,
You don't know how much I miss you when you're gone
Don't ask how long I plan to stay
It never crossed my mind
Cause I live one day at a time.

There's a swallow flyin' across a cloudy sky
Searchin' for a patch of sun, so am I.
Don't ask how long I have to follow him,
Perhaps I won't in time
Cause I live one day at a time.

(Willie Nelson wrote it. Joan Baez and Jeffrey Shurtliff sing it on my CD. Love it. )
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That's "You Gotta Know" by Supergroove.

That was a "posthumous" release - issued for the first time on the Anthology I compilation about 10 years ago.

<gets up and crosses the room to CD rack...> 1995, near enuff!

Two more belated entries I can't beleive weren't covered:

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Oh, Lord, through the revolution

Feed the babies
Who don't have enough to eat
Shoe the children
With no shoes on their feet
House the people
Livin' in the street
Oh, oh, there's a solution

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future

I want to fly like an eagle
To the sea
Fly like an eagle
Let my spirit carry me
I want to fly like an eagle
Till I'm free
Fly through the revolution

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
(Steve Miller Band)
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On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
eight geese a laying
seven maids a milking
six swans a swimming
five gold rings
four calling birds
three french hens
two turtle doves,
and a partridge in a pear tree
(trad)

That's "The Birds And The Bees" by Jewel Akens

Welcome Dramatic, and thanks for bringing this thread up again.