Day Of Jubilo
Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell



(Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
Tell it to the poor man under the hill
Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
Tell it but you won’t know
Till the day of Jubilo

Oh the Devil, he makes it thunder
Every time he hollers loud
The sun draws up the water
And it rains right through the clouds
The eagle’s wings, they fly so high
They cause the wind to blow
Now the only thing that bogs my mind
I wonder what makes it snow

(Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
Tell it to the poor man under the hill
Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
Tell it but you won’t know
Till the day of Jubilo

Oh, the sun sits up above me
The Heavens are all aglow
The Devil, he don’t love me
Got a place that we all know
The closer to the sun you climb
The hotter it’s gonna grow
Now the only thing that bogs my mind
How did it get hot below

(Tell it to the preacher and the blessings flow
Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
Tell it to the poor man under the hill
Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
Tell it but you won’t know
Till the day of Jubilo

I got my share of troubles
Trouble runnin’ everywhere
Blowin’ up like a bubble
Gonna bust itself a fare
Now I’ve got troubles of every kind
Brother that ain’t the half
The only thing that bogs my mind
I wonder what makes me laugh

(Tell it to the preacher, and the blessings flow
Tell it to the teacher, but he don’t know)
Tell it to the poor man under the hill
Tell it to the rich man makin’ his will
Tell it but you won’t know
Till the day of Jubilo
Till the day... of... Ju...bi...lo

Carnival ((aka A Day in the Life of a Fool (Jack Jones) - 1966))
((Adapted from:	Manhã De Carnaval (Breno Mello) - 1959))
Composer(s): Luiz Bonfá - Antônio Maria Araújo de Morais - Hugo E. Peretti - Luigi Creatore - George David Weiss
Performer(s): Perry Como - 1963
Versions In Other Languages:
1959 - La Chanson D'Orphée (Dalida)
1959 - La Canzone Di Orfeo (Dalida)
1960 - Yön Väistyessä (Vieno Kekkonen)
1970 - Das Glück Kam Zu Mir Wie Ein Traum (Alexandra)
1997 - Mañana De Carnaval (Manha Do Carnival) (Luis Miguel)



I'll sing to the sun in the sky
I'll sing `til the sun rises high
Carnival time is here
Magical time of year
And as the time draws near
Dreams lift my heart
I'll sing as I play my guitar
I'll cling to a dream from afar
Will love come my way
This Carnival day
And stay here in my heart
Will true love come my way
On this Carnival day
Or will I be alone with my dream

Five Salted Peanuts
Composer(s): Charlie Abbott
Performer(s): Tony Pastor



I put a penny in the slot
And all I ever got
Was five salted peanuts

I put all my money in
But I don't ever win
It's driving me nuts

Those darn machines know how to count
I always get the same amount

I put a penny in the slot
And all I ever got
Was five salted peanuts

De Wereld Rond
Performer(s): Walter De Buck



Wel vrienden dat doe mij plezier, zoveel volk alhier
‘t Is wellicht een jaar misschien, dat de mij nog hebt gezien
Ge zult zeggen diene guit waar komt die were uit
Wel ‘k benne ‘k ik ongegeneerd de wereld rond gevoyageerd

Ik vaarde naar Amerika en deure ‘t kanaal van Panama
Van Marseille naar Bordeaux en Rio de Janeiro
Ik vaarde ook naar India en deure naar Australia
tons were langs Portugal, de wereld rond, ja overal

Het varen zit mij in het bloed, daarmee voele ‘k ik mij goed
‘k Voele mij thuis op elken boot, ‘t is iender klein of groot
Als ik mij soms eenzaam voel, ge weet wel wa da’k ik bedoel
Wel de meiskes zijn overal lief, ik vind altijd mijn gerief

Maar nu heb ik een goed gedacht, al hadde dat nie van mij verwacht
‘k Ga nu nog ne kier op reis, luistert maar waarop da’k peis
‘k Ben de wereld rond geweest, ‘k heb van alles gezien
Maar veel plaatsen zijn er misschien, die ‘k ik nog niet heb gezien

Van Gent naar Schellebelle, van de Muide naar Melle
Van Terdonk naar Meulestee en de vaart van Merendree
Van d’Heirnisse naar Ekkergem, langs de coupure naar Wondelgem
En zo blijve ‘k ik in Gent, en is mijn vrèwe ook content

Carnevale
Composer(s): M. Luberti - Riccardo Cocciante
Riccardo Cocciante



Un sorriso di più
O una lacrima in più
Mentre il tempo vola
Prima il bene e poi il male
Poi lo zucchero e il sale
Seccano la gola

Carnevale
E comincia cosi la mia recita
Salto fuori di questa mia scatola
E la mia faccia ride già

Carnevale
Basterà che io suoni un'armonica
Per riempire ogni cosa di musica
E tutto quando passerà
Oggi è festa se vuoi per consolarci
E festa se vuoi per aiutarci a cambiare la realtà

Un giorno di più
E anche un giorno di meno
Perché il tempo vola
Il silenzio fa male
Ma anche troppe parole
Seccano la gola

Carnevale
Se la vita mi sembra un po' stupida
Tolgo un asso da questa mia manica
E tutto quanto cambierà

Carnevale
Se ogni giorno mi sembra più inutile
Ballo fino a stancarmi anche l'anima
Che poi domani si vedrà
Oggi è festa se vuoi per consolarci
È festa se vuoi per aiutarci a cambiare la realtà

Carnevale
Per ognuno di noi c'è una maschera
Se nasconde un sorriso o una lacrima
Io non lo dico ma lo so

Five O'Clock World
Composer(s): Allen Reynolds
Performer(s): The Vogues;
and various other artists



Up every mornin' just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
While another day goes down the drain (yeah, yeah)

But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah

(Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)

Tradin' my time for the pay I get
Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
I've been goin' tryin' to make my way
While I live for the end of the day (yeah, yeah)

Cuz it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
There's a long-haired girl who waits, I know
To ease my troubled mind, yeah

(Scat: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ...)

In the shelter of her arms everything's OK
When she talks then the world goes slippin' away
And I know the reason I can still go on
When every other reason is gone, (yeah, yeah)

In my five o'clock world she waits for me
Nothing else matters at all
Cuz every time my baby smiles at me
I know that's it's all worthwhile, yeah

De Trein Naar Schellebelle
Performer(s): Lou Sterda; Harry Silver Orkest - 1971
Platenlabel: Monopole 
De achterkant van de single was "Krenten In De Pap"



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Carne De Cañón
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Me confiesas tus dudas
me dices que no sabes de qué va el Invento
que esta broma pesada
es obra más de la Locura que del Genio
porque, cómo se explica
estar aquí matando poco a poco el tiempo
mientras él va matando
al mismo tiempo y poco a poco nuestros sueños
Y así es
ya lo ves
nada está al derecho todo está al revés
la pasión
la razón
al final son sólo carne de cañón
Carne de cañón...
Me hablas del ser humano
de Mr. Hyde y Dr. Jekyll cuerpo a cuerpo
dando paso a la ciencia
capaz de separar lo malo de lo bueno
casi como los dioses
que en él se miran como si fuera un espejo...
pero a veces los mata
y acaba convirtiendo el ciclo en un infierno
Y así es...
Dices que el semejante
es como otra manera de ser uno mismo
que lo que nos separa
es algo tan endeble como lo distinto
tan sutil diferencia
no es causa para que yo sea tu asesino
Qué maldito pecado
merece la condena de tanto castigo
Y así es...

Five O'Clock Whistle
Composer(s): Kim Gannon; Gene Irwin; Josef Myrow
Performer(s): Glenn Miller



The five o'clock whistle's on the blink
The whistle won't blow and whadd'ya think?
My pop is still in the factory 'cause he don't know
What time it happens to be

The five o'clock whistle didn't blow
The whistle is broke and whadda'ya know?
If somebody don't find out what's wrong
Oh, my pop'll be workin' all night long

Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
Won't somebody fix the whistle?
Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle?
So my poor old pop will know 
It's time for him to stop

Ya ought to hear what my mommy said
When papa came home and sneaked into bed
And told her he worked till half past two
'Cause the five o'clock whistle never blew

The Day I Met Marie
Composer(s): Hank Marvin
Performer(s): Cliff Richard



Imaging a still summer's day
When nothing is moving
Least Of All Me
I lay on my back in the hay
The warm sun was soothing. 
It made me feel good 
The day I met Marie

The Sound of her whisper hello 
Came tiptoing softly into my head
I opened my eyes kinda slow
And there she was smiling
It made me feel good 
The day I met Marie

With the laughing eyes 
She'd toss her hair and tantalize 
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze

I remember her kiss
So soft on my brow
And the way that she said
Baby go to sleep now
Baby go to sleep now

I woke with the chill in the air
The warm sun no longer hung in the sky
I reached out but she was not there
She'd gone where she came from
But I still feel good
To think i've known Marie
With the laughing eyes
She'd toss her hair and tantalize
She came to touch me then she's gone
Just like a summer breeze

Carnations On The Roof
Composer(s): Pete Atkin - Clive James
Performer(s): Pete Atkin



He worked setting tools for a multi-purpose punch
In a shop that made holes in steel plates
He could hear himself think through a fifty minute lunch
Of the kids, gas and stoppages, the upkeep and the rates
While he talked about Everton and Chelsea with his mates

With gauge and micrometer, with level and with rule
While chuck and punch were pulsing like a drum
He checked the finished product like a master after school
The slugs looked like money and the cutting-oil like scum
And to talk with a machinist he made signals like the dumb

Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
He was generally respected, and the proof
Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof

Forty years of metal tend to get into your skin
The surest coin you take home from your wage
The green cleaning-jelly only goes to rub it in
And that glitter in the wrinkle of your knuckle shows your age
Began when the dignity of work was still the rage

He was used and discarded in a game he didn't own
But when the moment of destruction came
He showed that a working man is more than flesh and bone
The hands on his chest flared more brightly than his name
For a technicolor second as he rolled into the flame

Though he had no great gifts of personality or mind
He was generally respected, and the proof
Was a line of hired Humbers tagging quietly behind
A fat Austin Princess with carnations on the roof

Five More Miles To Folsom
Performer(s): Lee Hazlewood



Five more miles to Folsom
This train can't move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go

Shot a man in Dallas
He made a fool of me
Thought they never catched me
How wrong can one guy be

Five more miles to Folsom
This train can' t move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go

Let my love at the station
Cryin' in the rain
Broke her heart at the station
'Cause I couldn't explain

Five more miles to Folsom
This train can' t move too slow
Ninety-nine years at Folsom
Then they'll let me go

Sit and stare out my window
At someone else's moon
And ask why was I born
Ninety-nine years too soon

Tout L'mond'un Jour S'est Planté
((Adapted from: Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 (Bob Dylan) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1995

Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Dagar I Ösregn (Marie Bergman)
1999 - Femei Pentru Zile Ploioase (Alexandru Andries)



Planté comme une sirène aux sargasses
Planté par un joint de culasse
Planté sur une ligne R A T P
Planté sur une route défoncée
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Planté comme un flic sans pétard
Planté comme un pochard au comptoir
Planté comme un motard sans son casque
Planté comme Batman sans son masque
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Planté comme Robinson sur son île
Planté comme un cadre à Tchernobyl
Planté sur un atoll pacifique
Planté comme un savant atomique
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Planté au standard du téléphone
Planté sous la douche comme on sonne
Planté comme un mône dans la rue
Planté devant une belle fille toute nue
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Planté comme un soldat sans capote
Planté dans un bar sans un pote
Comme elle en train de souffler dans le ballon
Avec comme un archer au violon
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Planté par un banquier sans pitié
Raide fauché comme un champ de blé
Planté comme une star sans oscar
Planté comme un rocker sans guitare
Non je ne suis pas le seul à qui c'est arrivé
Oh, tout le monde un jour s'est planté

Carnation
Composer(s): Paul Weller
First release by: The Jam - 1982



If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle 

I trample down all life in my wake
I eat it up and take the cake
I just avert my eyes to the pain
Of someone's loss helping my gain

If you gave me a dream for my pocket
You'd be plugging in the wrong socket
With me there's no room for the future
With me there's no room with a view at all

I am out of season all year round
Hear machinery roar to my empty sound
Touch my heart and feel winter
Hold my hand and be doomed forever 

If you gave me a fresh carnation
I would only crush it's tender petals
With me you'll have no escape
And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle

And if you're wondering by now who I am
Look no further than the mirror 
Because I am the greed and fear
And every ounce of hate in you

Five Minutes More
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Styne
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists



All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late

Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

Here am I, begging for only five minutes more
Only five minutes more of your charms

All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date
Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late

Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more
Let me stay, let me stay in your arms

The Day I Get Home
Performer(s): Squeeze



When this young man comes rolling home 
The lamp posts move and in the road 
I sing and dance in falling rain 
It's good to be back home again 
The roads of air that map the globe 
Take me away to places new 
I'm lucky I can get around 
I'm taking off and touching down 
When I get home it’s much the same 
The tax returns return again 
The news is on it isn't good 
I see the trees but not the wood 

The road stretches out as far as I can see 
And I eat the lines ahead of me 
It's experience 
As the days unfold 
But there's nothing quite like 
The day I get home 

When this young man comes rolling home 
The cheese on toast is in the grill 
Memories are filed away 
I come and go, it's fun that way 
The roads of air that map the globe 
Go East and West and North and South 
I like to look and see the sights 
I stay up late and hit the heights 

When I return things haven't changed 
Neither have I, I like to think 
The world's an oyster on a plate 
I get around and get up late

Carmen's Story
Composer(s): Michel Rivgauche - Charles Dumont
Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Attila Bardoczy



Dans le grand studio
De cinéma
Sur le plateau
Tout le monde est là
Les deux vedettes et les acteurs
Metteur en scène et producteur
Décorateurs, et assistants
Et puis la foule des figurants
On va tourner la première scène
Du nouveau film d'après Carmen
Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

Comme si le destin, tout simplement
N'attendait plus que ce moment
Il vient frapper en cet instant
Parmi la foule des figurants
Alors soudain, elle l'aperçoit
Il lève la tête, et il la voit
Et dans leurs yeux il y a l'amour
Mais un amour de fin des jours...
Et quelqu'un crie: "Très bon! Coupez!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

Elle ne voit que lui dans le studio
Il ne voit qu'elle sur le plateau
Et dans la foule des figurants
Habit brodé, habit clinquant
En somnambules, au fil des jours
Illuminés par leur amour
Sans le savoir, transfigurés
Ils sont Carmen et Don José
Et quelqu'un crie: "Silence! On tourne!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

Mais dans le studio de cinéma
Voilà qu'un jour il l'aperçoit
En train de rire, rire aux éclats
Avec cet homme qui est là-bas...
Ça lui fait mal, il veut partir...
Mais le destin doit s'accomplir
Et dans la foule des figurants
Elle est tombée, sans même crier...
Quelqu'un a dit: "Très bon! Coupez!"
Carmen's story! Carmen's story!

Five Long Years
Composer(s): Eddie Boyd
Performer(s): The Yardbirds



Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out

Got a job in a steel mill
Shucking steel like a slave
Five days and every Friday, I work and bring home my pay
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out

I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago
The next little girl that I marry
She work and bring me some gold
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve to put me out

I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago
The next little girl that I marry
She work and bring me some gold
If you've ever been mistreated
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl
She had the nerve
She had the nerve
She had the nerve
She had the nerve to put me out

The Day Begins
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is gray and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?
Pinprick holes in a colourless sky
Let insipid figures of light pass by
The mighty light of ten thousand suns
Challenges infinity and is soon gone
Night time, to some a brief interlude
To others the fear of solitude
Brave Helios wake up your steads
Bring the warmth the countryside needs

Carmencita
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer



Où et quand viendra
celle que j'attends?
Je l'attends pourtant
depuis si longtemps

Pourquoi tu n'arrives pas
comme dans un film américain?
un soir de brouillard, dans un bar
tu ouvres la porte, et vlan
et voilà les violons

Où et quand et quand et quoi
Ma Carmencita?