The Folk Singer
Composer(s): Merle Kilgore
Performer(s): Tommy Roe; Jimmy Justice



He used to sing his songs to his Sara Jane
The folk singer
His songs filled with love made the mountains ring
To the folk singer
At first Sara Jane was to be his bride
But as his fame grew she was pushed aside
So the mountain girl would say good-bye
To the folk singer
He let his hair grow long and he dressed in style
The folk singer
His voice was pure and the ans went wild
For the folk singer
He said Sara Jane was much too plain
So he left her alone as grew more fame
But sorrow will come like a mountain rain
To the folk singer
Lavished in glory, fortune at his feet
The folk singer
Awoke one morning and he couldn't speak
The folk singer
The doctor said his singing days were through
Thousands wept, Sara Jane did too
He could not sing now his friends were few
The folk singer
Sick at heart in the mountains again
The folk singer
Now Sara Jane didn't look so plain
To the folk singer
Oh the power of love can do strange things
'Cause love has made him sing again
only now he sings for his Sara Jane
The folk singer
And once again the mountains ring
To the folk singer
The folk singer
The folk singer

Ce Garçon Qui Danse
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall



Et mes souvenirs d'enfance
Peuplent déjà ma mémoire
De ces monuments immenses
Et des pavés, des trottoirs
Quand la nuit tombait l'hiver
Comme tous les enfants des villes
Moi, je rêvais de la mer
Et du soleil dans les îles
Mais le temps a rendu le monde petit

Et ma vie passe
Et se balance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Un jour bancal
Un jour de chance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Peut-être un jour
Mon existence
Aura-t-elle un sens
En attendant
Je suis la cadence
Comme ce garçon qui danse

Et si je suis vieille un jour, tant pis
Si j'ai pu connaître l'amour, tant pis
Toi qui n'es pas encore née, je t'envie
Moi qui connaît ta destinée, aujourd'hui
Le temps a rendu le monde petit

Et ma vie passe
Et se balance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Un jour bancal
Un jour de chance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Peut-être un jour
Mon existence
Aura-t-elle un sens
En attendant
Je suis la cadence
Comme ce garçon qui danse

Et ma vie passe
Et se balance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Un jour bancal
Un jour de chance
Comme ce garçon qui danse
Un jour banal
Un jour de chance
Comme ce garçon qui danse

For A Penny
Composer(s): Charlie Singleton
Performer(s): Pat Boone



Darling, darling, darling
If you should say we're through
I would sell my heart for a penny
'cause it's worthless to me without you

Oh, oh, oh
With these arms I hold you
That's all I use them for
I would sell these arms for a penny
If they couldn't hold you any more

In other words I seem to have nothing at all
Unless I have you by my side
Without you my whole world would crumble and fall
But with you I'm so satisfied

Oh, oh darling, darling, darling
I swear by up above
For a penny, for a penny, for a penny
I'd give all that I own for your love

I'd give all that I own for your love

The Foggy, Foggy Dew 
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Burl Ives
and multiple other artists



When I was a bachelor, I lived all alone
I worked at the weaver's trade
And the only, only thing ever I did that was wrong
Was to woo a fair young maid
I wooed her in the wintertime
Part of the summer, too
And the only, only thing ever I did that was wrong
Was to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew

One night she knelt close by my side
When I was fast asleep
She threw her arms around my neck
And she began to weep
She wept, she cried, she tore her hair
Ah, me! What could I do?
So all night long I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy foggy dew

Again I am a bachelor, I live with my son
We work at the weaver's trade
And every single time I look into his eyes
He reminds me of that fair young maid
He reminds me of the wintertime
Part of the summer, too
And the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy, dew

Ce Fou De Nicolas
Composer(s): Michel Delpech - Jean-Michel Rivat - Michel Albert Louis Pelay
Performer(s): Michel Delpech



On a dansé huit jours en Italie
On a fait trois jours à Londres
Le public était conquis
On a joué pour les Français
Toute la salle était debout
Au palais des sports à Paris
La vie d'artiste, c'est ma vie à moi
Le bolchog et les tournées
Me font connaître des grands soirs
Mais quand je reviens chez-nous
Maria Ivanovna, je suis heureux de te revoir

Comment fera ce fou de Nicolas
Il a voulu rester vivre là-bas
Si j'étais loin de toi et loin de la Russie
Je me connais, je crèverais de nostalgie
C'est vrai qu'en France, tout est différent
On se promène à minuit et puis on parle avec les gens
Il y a des magasins où l'on voudrait tout emporter
Et des chansons dans les cafés
Aux Champs-Élysées, j'ai trouvé pour toi
Des produits de maquillage et puis aussi des beaux mouchoirs
J'ai passé de bons moments
Mais Maria Ivanovna, je suis heureux de te revoir

Comment fera ce fou de Nicolas
Il a voulu rester vivre là-bas
Si j'étais loin de toi et loin de la Russie
Je me connais, je crèverais de nostalgie
Je le revois dans mes bras, Nicolas
Je l'ai serré sur le cœur dans une salle de départ
Il m'a dit qu'il nous aimait, Maria Ivanovna
Mais nous reparlons de lui un autre soir
Il m'a dit qu'il nous aimait
Mais parle-moi plutôt de toi
Je suis heureux de te revoir

For A Dancer
Composer(s): Jackson Browne
Performer(s): Jackson Browne;
and various other artists



Keep a fire burning in your eye 
Pay attention to the open sky 
You never know what will be coming down 
I don't remember losing track of you 
You were always dancing in and out of view 
I must've always thought you'd be around 
Always keeping things real by playing the clown 
Now you're nowhere to be found 

I don't know what happens when people die 
Can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try 
It's like a song playing right in my ear 
That I can't sing 
I can't help listening 

I can't help feeling stupid standing 'round 
Crying as they ease you down 
Cause I know that you'd rather we were dancing 
Dancing our sorrow away 
(Right on dancing) 
No matter what fate chooses to play 
(There's nothing you can do about it anyway) 

Just do the steps that you've been shown 
By everyone you've ever known 
Until the dance becomes your very own 
No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown 
In the end there is one dance you'll do alone 

Keep a fire for the human race 
And let your prayers go drifting into space 
You never know will be coming down 

Perhaps a better world is drawing near 
And just as easily, it could all disappear 
Along with whatever meaning you might have found 
Don't let the uncertainty turn you around 
(The world keeps turning around and around) 
Go on and make a joyful sound 

Into a dancer you have grown 
From a seed somebody else has thrown 
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own 
And somewhere between the time you arrive and the time you go 
May lie a reason you were alive but you'll never know

The Flying Saucer 
Composer(s): Bill Buchanan - Dickie Goodman
Performer(s): Bill Buchanan & Dickie Goodman



Part 1

Announcer: 
We interrupt this record to bring you a special bulletin
The reports of a flying saucer hovering over the city have been confirmed 
The flying saucers are real

Too real when I feel
What my heart can´t conceal (The Platters "The Great Pretender")

Announcer: 
That was The Clatters recording 
Too Real 
We switch you now to our on the spot reporter downtown

C´mon baby let´s go downtown (Frankie Lymon & The Teenagers "I Want You To Be My Girl") 

Announcer:
Take it away John Cameron Cameron

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron downtown 
Pardon me madam, would you tell our audience what would you do if the saucer were to land?

Jump back in the alley (Little Richard "Long Tall Sally")

Reporter: 
Thank you and now that gentleman there

What I´m gonna do, is hard to tell (Fats Domino "Poor Me")

Reporter: 
And the gentleman with the guitar, what would you do, sir

Just take a walk down lonely street (Elvis Presley "Heartbreak Hotel")

Reporter: 
Thank you 
We return you now... Scr-Ee-Ee-Ch

brak: 
This is Brak your outer space disc jockey with a request for Earth

Earth angel, earth angel (The Penguins "Earth Angel")

Announcer: 
That was The Pelicans outer space recording, Earth 
I´ve just been handed a bulletin 
The flying saucer has just landed 
We switch you again downtown

Reporter: 
Here we are again 
We have with us Professor Sir Cedric Pentingmode of the British Institute 
and the professor is approaching the saucer to see if there´s possibly any sign of life aboard

Sir Cedric: 
Well I´m sure something... are you there?

I hear you knocking
But you can´t come in (Smiley Lewis "I Hear You Knockin'")

Announcer: 
That was Laughing Lewis´ record, Knocking

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron on the spot 
And now I believe we´re about to hear the words of the first spaceman ever to land on Earth

A wop bob alumop balop bam boom (Little Richard "Tutti Frutti")

Announcer: 
And now here are the ball scores 
Four to three, six to two, and eight to one 
The impact of seeing the first spaceman has this reporter reeling

Here I go reeling, uh-oh, uh-oh (The Platters "The Magic Touch")

Announcer: 
That was The Clatters again with their big one, Uh-Oh

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron again downtown 
The spaceman has returned to his ship and is taking off 
We return you now to our studios 
The flying saucer has gone 
There is no threat of an invasion 
However, the flying saucers are still around

Still around (The Platters "The Great Pretender")


---------------


Part 2

Ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

Announcer: 
We are not going to interrupt this record

Ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba

Announcer: 
Yes, we are 
The flying saucer has landed again

Washington: 
The Secretary of Defense has just said

Ain´t that a shame (Fats Domino "Ain't That A Shame")

Announcer: 
That was Skinny Dynamo´s record, That´s A Shame

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron, part two 
Gathered around me are several of the spacemen 
Tell us, have you come to conquer the world?

Alien: 
#[*%/ *=#.?) =j*#*% =#.?)=j*#*% =#.?)=*#*#'~*

Reporter: 
And now would you repeat that in English?

Don´t want the world to have and hold (Don Cherry "Band Of Gold")

Heckler: 
Hey, why don´t you go back where ya came from?

Don´t be angry and drive me away (Nappy Brown "Don't Be Angry")

Reporter: 
We return you now to our studios

Announcer: 
Here is a news item from Washington 
The president has just issued a statement to the spacemen and we quote

You can do anything
But lay off of my blue suede shoes (Carl Perkins "Blue Suede Shoes")

Announcer: 
That was Pa Gherkin´s record, Shoes 
We switch you again downtown

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron downtown 
Professor Sir Cedric of the British Institute, tell us how were the saucers able to land?

Sir Cedric: 
Well, you see...

The motor cooled down
The heat went down (Chuck Berry "Maybelline")

Announcer: 
That was Huckle Berry´s recording, The Motor Cooled Down

Reporter: 
This is John Cameron Cameron again 
I believe the spaceman has a final parting word

See you later alligator (Bill Haley "See You Later Alligator")

Reporter: 
We return you now to our studios

Announcer: 
The spacemen have gone again but look to the skies 
The saucers will always be there

Always be there (The Platters "My Prayer")

Brak: Goodbye Earth people

Ce Coin De Terre
((Adapted from: This Land Is Your Land (Woody Guthrie) - 1944))
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie - Pierre Cour
Performer(s): Dalida - 1964



Ce coin de terre n'a pour frontière
Qu'un ciel qui danse et la plaine immense
Oui ce coin de terre n'a pas de frontière
L'amour est là pour toi et moi

D'où que tu viennes
Où que tu reviennes
Si tu t'arrêtes ma porte est ouverte
Le feu qui danse chante l'espérance
L'amour est là pour toi et moi
Tous ensemble

Ce coin de terre n'a pour frontière
Qu'un ciel qui danse et la plaine immense
Oui ce coin de terre n'a pas de frontière
L'amour est là pour toi et moi

Le ciel dessine sur la colline
Le long mirage de ses nuages
Et moi je chante et toi tu chantes
L'amour est là pour toi et moi
Encore

Ce coin de terre n'a pour frontière
Qu'un ciel qui danse et la plaine immense
Oui ce coin de terre n'a pas de frontière
L'amour est là pour toi et moi

Le vent de neige a pour cortège
Mille légendes là-bas sur la lande
Mais la plus belle c'est que je t'aime
L'amour est là pour toi et moi
Tous ensemble

Ce coin de terre n'a pour frontière
Qu'un ciel qui danse et la plaine immense
Oui ce coin de terre n'a pas de frontière
L'amour est là pour toi
L'amour est là pour moi
L'amour est là pour toi et moi

Footsteps
Composer(s): Hank Hunter; Barry Mann
Performer(s): Steve Lawrence;
Frankie Lymon & the Teenagers



Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps

Why did you say goodbye to me
Now I'm as lonely as can be
And as I feel a teardrop fall
I hear your footsteps down the hall

A walkin' away from me
Why did you say goodbye
Why did you make me cry
Now every day I wonder why
Why, oh why, oh why, oh

Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps

You're such a haunting memory
I pray that you'll come back to me
But as I say my evening prayers
I hear your footsteps on the stairs

A walkin' away from me
Why did you say goodbye
Why did you make me cry
Now every day I wonder why
Why, oh why, oh why, oh

Footsteps
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps
Footsteps

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

The Flying Saucer
Composer(s): Pitt
Performer(s): Billy Cotton



Is another world watching us?
Who are these strangers from space?
What is the mystery?
Let us reveal... the truth!

Two little men in a flying saucer
Flew round the world one day
Looked to left and right of it
Couldn’t stand the sight of it
And quickly flew away

They couldn’t stand anything they saw, sir
And didn’t care to stay
From the view they got of us
Hated all the lot of us
And quickly flew away

Took a look around and once they’d seen us
Hurried off to space
As quickly as they could to Mars and Venus
Saying, “What a place, to live in”

Two little men in a flying saucer
Had no desire to stay
When they cruised around the world
Sorry that they found the world
And quickly flew away

Said, “What a planet, wonder who began it”
As they flew across the USA
Heard Frank Sinatra, made a swift departure
And they quickly flew away
Flew over Britain, everybody sittin’
As they listened to the radio
What had they got on, good old Billy Cotton
But the two little men said, “Oh no!”

Oh really, Clarence, of all the terrible places
If I’d know it was like this here, I’d never have come
Now go on, drive the saucer back home at once
This isn’t our cup of tea and you know it

Two little men in a flying saucer
Had no desire to stay
When they cruised around the world
Sorry they had found the world
And quickly flew away (Flew away)
Yes they quickly flew away (Flew away)
Yes the quickly flew away

Cazadores De Huellas
Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero



He recorrido calles igual que un cazador
De huellas invisibles, tan sólo para ver
Si estabas y podía mirarme un rato
En tus ojos líquidos del color de mis sueños

Sigo la flecha que señala el sonido
De tus pisadas en la acera, de tu sombra
En las esquinas de la ciudad soleada
De tu luz en las terrazas de la noche

Tu amor deja huellas
Para hacer más seguro el camino
De los cazadores de huellas

Footprints In The Snow
Composer(s): Greg Lake
Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer



First time when you looked at me
You tried to hide but I could see
A special beauty in your eyes
Passion flying like a spark
Like an arrow to the mark
I feel it sting my jealousy

Before you know there's footprints in the snow

Desire like a river flows
Where it comes from no one knows
Love just like a flower grows
And then God only knows
It comes down like guillotine

Now I feel the rain
of love torn by a hurricane
One night eclipsed the sun
How deep still waters run

How deep they go like footprints in the snow

Take my love into your brest
Commit my spirit to the test
You will see him like a knight
His armour gleams
We'll fly upon his angel's wings
Above the clouds in rainbow rings
We can sail a ship of dreams

Chorus:
If you will take my hand
We can cross this desert made of sand
We can break in through the ice
And feel the wind of paradise
We'll feel it blow our footprints in the snow

Anytime you feel alone
Just raise your hand, pick up the phone
Take in my number, there I'll be
If one day your stars won't shine
I will give you some of mine
Cause they could fall so easily

We both know there's footprints in the snow

The Fly
Composer(s): John Madara - D. Bergen White
Performer(s): Chubby Checker



Come on, come on
And do The Fly with me
Hey, come on everybody
And do The Fly with me
Well, if you don't know how to do it
Just a-watch and see

You gotta shake your hands
All around and around the sky
And then you buzz around the floor
You can do it if you really try
All the girls and guys
Are gettin' wise
There're gonna fly
Fly, fly, baby

You pretty little girl
Come and fly away with me
Oh, pretty little girl
Fly away with me
We're gonna fly to the sky
But you'll never fly away from me
Oh, yeah, ha!

Don'cha know, you've gotta shake your hands
All around and around the sky (Wop, wop)
And then you buzz around the floor (Wop, wop)
You can do it if you really try (Wop, wop)
All the girls and guys
Are gettin' wise
There're gonna fly
Fly, fly, baby

Come on, come on and do The Fly with me
Come on everybody and do The Fly with me
Well, you can fly to the sky
But you'll never fly away from me
Now fly! Yeah

Yeah, fly, fly, baby
Yeah, gonna fly, fly, fly, fly
Brrrrrrrr...

Fly, fly, fly... 

Casabe Y Macho
Composer(s): Francisco Repilado
Performer(s): Compay Segundo



No quiere nada conmigo
esa chinita es hija de juan, ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
también me dijo que su mamá ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
también me dijo que su papá ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
porque bailando me porto mal ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
allá en dos plamas vamo' a rumbear ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
a palama soriano de madruga' ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
a casa'e concha van a matar ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
cazabe, chivo, macho na' ma' ¡ay!
No quiere nada conmigo
¡eeechaa!

Footloose
Composer(s): Kenny Loggins; Dean Pitchford
Performer(s): Kenny Loggins;
and various other artists



I´ve been working so hard 
I´m punching my card 
Eight hours for what? 
Oh, tell me what I got 
I´ve got this feeling 
That times´s just holding me down 
I´ll hit the ceiling or else 
I´ll tear up this town 

Now I gotta cut loose 
1-Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes 
Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees 
Jack, get Mack, come on before we crack 
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose... 

You´re playing so cool, obeying every rule 
Deep way down in your heart 
You´re burning yearning for the sun 
Somebody to tell you that life ain´t passing you by 
I´m trying to tell you 
It will if you don´t even try 
You´ll get by if you´d only

Cut loose, footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes 
Oo-wee Marie shake it, shake it for me 
Woah, Milo come on, come on let´s go 
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose...

You got to turn me around...and put your 
Feet on the ground, gotta take the hold of all 
I´m turning loose

Flower Of Sweet Strabane
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Brian Dullaghan
and multiple other artists



If I were King of Ireland and all things at my will 
I'd roam through all creations new fortunes to find still 
And the fortune I would seek the most you all must understand 
Is to win the heart of Martha, the flower of sweet Strabane 

Her cheeks they are a rosy red, her hair golden brown 
And o'er her lily white shoulders it carelessly falls down 
She's one of the loveliest creatures of the whole creation planned 
And my heart is captivated by the flower of sweet Strabane 

If I had you lovely Martha away in Innisowen 
Or in some lonesome valley in the wild woods of Tyrone 
I would use my whole endeavour and I'd try to work my plan 
For to gain my prize and to feast my eyes on the flower of sweet Strabane 

Oh, I'll go o'er the Lagan down by the steam ships tall 
I'm sailing for Amerikay across the briny foam 
My boat is bound for Liverpool down by the Isle of Man 
So I'll say farewell, God bless you, my flower of sweet Strabane 

Cavalo Ferro
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner - Ricardo Bezerra
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



Montado num cavalo ferro
Vivi campos verdes me enterro
Em terras tropicamericanas
Tropicamericanas tropicamericanas
E no meio de tudo num lugar ainda mudo
Concreto, ferro, surdo, cego
Por dentro deste velho, deste velho
Deste velho mundo
Pulsando num segundo letal
No planalto central
Onde se divide, se divide, se devide
O bem e o mal, mal, mal, mal, mal
Vou achar o meu caminho de volta
Pode ser certo, pode ser direto
Caminho certo sem perigo, sem perigo    
Sem perigo, sem perigo fatal
Caminho certo sem perigo, sem perigo    
Sem perigo, sem perigo fatal

Football Widow
Composer(s): Zora Young
Performer(s): Zora Young



I'm a football widow, and you a couch potato
Hand me a sexy tomato
Wanna go out, dance along by the two

Take me out, no tellin' what I might do
I'm gonna wear pink rollers in my hair
Fluffy house shoes with a dog on the toe too
You don't take me out, no tellin' what I might do

Up off of that couch, shave, shower and dress
You gonna take me out tonight, there'll be no rest
If you don't take me out, no tellin' what I might do

I wear pink rollers in my hair,
Fluffy house shoes with a dog on the toe too
Oh baby I got the football widow blues too
You better take me out, no tellin' what I might do

Flower Of Scotland
Composer(s): Roy Williamson
Performer(s): The Corries 
and multiple other artists



O flower of Scotland 
When will we see 
Your like again 
That fought and died for 
Your wee bit hill and glen 
And stood against him 
Proud Edward's army 
And sent him homeward 
Tae think again 

The hills are bare now 
And autumn leaves lie thick and still 
O'er land that is lost now 
Which those so dearly held 
That stood against him 
Proud Edward's army 
And sent him homeward 
Tae think again 

Those days are passed now 
And in the past they must remain 
But we can still rise now 
And be the nation again 
That stood against him 
Proud Edward's army 
And sent him homeward 
Tae think again 

O flower of Scotland 
When will we see 
Your like again 
That fought and died for 
Your wee bit hill and glen 
And stood against him 
Proud Edward's army 
And sent him homeward 
Tae think again 

The hills are bare now 
And autumn leaves lie thick and still 
O'er land that is lost now 
Which those so dearly held 
O flower of Scotland 
When will we see 
Your like again 
That fought and died for 
Your wee bit hill and glen 
And stood against him 
Proud Edward's army 
And sent him homeward 
Tae think again 

Cavalgada
Composer(s): Erasmo Carlos - Roberto Carlos
First release by: Roberto Carlos - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



Vou cavalgar por toda a noite
Por uma estrada colorida
Usar meus beijos como açoite
E a minha mão mais atrevida
Vou me agarrar aos seus cabelos
Pra não cair do seu galope
Vou atender aos meus apelos
Antes que o dia nos sufoque

Vou me perder de madrugada
Pra te encontrar no meu abraço
Depois de toda cavalgada
Vou me deitar no seu cansaço
Sem me importar se nesse instante
Sou dominado ou se domino
Vou me sentir como um gigante
Ou nada mais do que um menino
 
Estrelas mudam de lugar
Chegam mais perto só pra ver
E ainda brilham de manhã
Depois do nosso adormecer
E na grandeza desse instante
O amor cavalga sem saber
E na beleza dessa hora
O sol espera pra nascer