The Gasman Cometh
Performer(s): Flanders & Swann



'Twas on the Monday morning, the Gas man came to call
The gas tap wouldn't turn - I wasn't getting gas at all
He tore out all the skirting boards to try and find the main
And I had to call the carpenterto put them back again
Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do

'Twas on the Tuesday morning. the Carpenter came round
He hammered, and he chiselled, and he said "Look what I've found
Your joists are full of dry rot, but I'll put them all to rights"
Then he nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights
Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do

'Twas on the Wednesday morning the Electrician came
He called me 'Mister Sanderson', which isn't quite my name
He couldn't reach the fuse box without standing on the bin
And his boot went thru a window, so I called a glazier in
Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do

'Twas on the Thursday morning the Glazier came round
With his blowtorch and his putty and his merry glazier sound
He put another pane in - it took no time at all 
Then I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall
Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do

'Twas on the Friday morning the Painter made a start
With undercoats, and overcoats, he painted every part
Every nook and cranny, but I found when he had gone
He'd painted over the gas tap, and I couldn't turn it on!
Oh, it all makes work for the working men to do

On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all
So it was on the Monday morning that the Gas man came to call

Cebola Cortada
Composer(s): Petrúcio Maia - Aldo Clodô
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner; MPB-4; Milton Nascimento



O orvalho da noite
Brinca na luz do luar
Quem acredita em sereia
Sabe os segredos do mar
A cachoeira cantando
É a canção natural
Sempre lembrando prá gente
Que amar nunca faz mal
Teu amor é cebola cortada meu bem
Que logo me faz chorar
Teu amor é espinho de mandacarú
Que gosta de me arranhar
Teu olhar é cacimba barrenta meu bem
Que eu gosto de espiá

For You, For You
Composer(s): Green; Guest
Performer(s): Michael Holliday



If they told me, paint a picture
Well, I wouldn't have a clue
But a little word from you, from you 
Just a little lovin' word from you
I could paint the whole darn town for you 
For you, for you

And if they told me, lead an army
I could lose a war or two
But a little smile from you, from you
Just a little lovin' smile from you
I'd go out and fight the world for you
For you, for you

I never had ambition
To get up, go and do
But since you crossed my vision
I do, I do, I do

Oh, if they told me, build a castle
I would answer, no can do
But a little kiss from you, from you
Just a little lovin' kiss from you
I could build a life of love for two
For you, for you

Well, I never had ambition 
To get up and go and do
But since you crossed my vision
I do do do do, I really do

If they told me, build a castle
I would answer, no can do
But a little kiss from you, from you
Just a little lovin' kiss from you
I could build a life of love for two
For you, for you
Maybe for three
Or four or more
For you, for you

The Gartan Mother's Lullaby
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Dubliners
and multiple other artists



Sleep, O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight fall
Eaval from the Grey Rock comes to wrap the world in thrall
A leanbhan o, my child, my joy, my love and heart`s desire
The crickets sing you a lullaby beside the dying fire

Dusk is drawn and the Green Man`s thorn is wreathed in rings of fog
Sheevra sails his boat till morn upon the starry bog
A leanbhan o, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad sleep tune I sing, O love, to you

C'è Una Strana Espressione Nei Tuoi Occhi ((aka Ciò Che Fai (I New Dada) - 1965))
((Adapted from: When You Walk In The Room (Jackie DeShannon) - 1963))
Composer(s): Jackie DeShannon - Shel Shapiro
Performer(s): The Rokes - 1965
and multiple other artists



(anno)

C'è una strana espressione nei tuoi occhi
vogliono dirmi che non mi ami più
vogliono dirmi che non mi vuoi più bene
mi fanno già capir che io ti perderò

Come è strana stasera la tua voce
mi sta dicendo che non ho più il tuo amor
mi sta dicendo che tu non vuoi parlarmi più
mi fa capire che, che io ti perderò

E' finita così semplicemente
la fiamma è spenta, il nostro amor non vive più
e nei tuoi occhi vedo quel che non sai dire
Non dirlo già lo so, che tu mi lascerai

Ti perderò

For You, For Me, For Evermore
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Judy Garland & Dick Haymes;
and various other artists



Dick:
For you, for me, for evermore

Judy:
It's bound to be for evermore

Dick:
It's plain to see,
We found by finding each other,
The love we waited for.

Judy:
I'm yours, you're mine and in our hearts
The happy ending starts.

Both:
What a lovely world this world will be,
With a world of love in store
For you, for me, for evermore.

(Musical Break)

Dick:
Paradise cannot refuse us
Never such a happy pair

Judy:
Everybody must excuse us
If we walk on air.

All the shadows now will lose us
Lucky stars are everywhere

Dick:
As a happy being
Here's what I'm foreseeing

Judy:
I'm yours

Dick:
I'm yours

Judy:
You're mine

Dick:
You're mine

Both:
And in our hearts

Dick:
The happy ending starts

Both:
What a lovely world this world will be
With a world of love in store
For you, for me, for evermore

The Garden Where The Praties Grow
(Traditional)
Performer(s): John McCormack
and multiple other artists



Have you ever been in love my boys
Or have you felt the pain?
I'd sooner be in jail myself
Than be in love again
For the girl I loved was beautiful
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow

She was just the sort of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow

Says I: "My pretty Kathleen
I'm tired of single life
And if you've no objection, sure
I'll make you my sweet wife"
She answered me right modestly
And curtsied very low
"O you're welcome to the garden
Where the praties grow"

She was just the sort of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow

Says I: "My pretty Kathleen
I hope that you'll agree"
She was not like your city girls
Who say you're making free
Says she: "I'll ask my parents
And tomorrow I'll let you know
If you'll meet me in the garden
Where the praties grow"

She was just the sort of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow

O the parents they consented
And we're blessed with children three
Two boys just like their mother
And a girl the image of me
And now we're goin' to train them up
The way they ought to go
For to dig in the garden
Where the praties grow

She was just the sort of creature boys
That Nature did intend
To walk right through the world my boys
Without the Grecian bend
Nor did she wear a chignon
I'd have you all to know
And I met her in the garden
Where the praties grow

C'è Tutto Un Mondo Intorno
Composer(s): Piero Cassano - Giancarlo Golzi - Carlo Marrale - Antonella Ruggiero - Salvatore Stellita
Performer(s): Matia Bazar



Se per caso un giorno o l'altro
ti trovassi solo sai
senza una compagna che ti aiuta nei tuoi guai
e se poi il cielo blu
si chiude all'improvviso su di te
e ti senti come un ladro che
ha paura anche di sé
guardati allo specchio
e guarda un poco un poco intorno a te
c'è tutto un mondo intorno che
gira ogni giorno e che
fermare non potrai
e viva viva il mondo
tu non girargli intorno
ma entra dentro al mondo dai
Se nel buio che ti avvolge
una fiamma scorgerai
corri corri senza indugi
forse è il sole che tu vuoi
ma se come un fiume in piena poi
il tempo ormai usato se ne va
ed un naufrago ti senti tu
da solo scruta il blu
quella fiamma sconosciuta
è la tua zattera lo sai
dai
c'è tutto un mondo intorno che
gira ogni giorno e che
fermare non potrai
e viva viva il mondo
tu non girargli intorno
ma entra dentro al mondo
dai... (coro)
che gira ogni giorno
e che fermare non potrai
e viva viva il mondo
tu non girargli intorno
ma entra dentro al mondo dai...
c'è tutto un mondo intorno
che gira ogni giorno
e che fermare non potrai

For You For Me
Composer(s): Jon Anderson
Performer(s): Jon Anderson



First the planet, a star
Suspended in the realm of infinity
Soul and light charged together
In form called life adorned
To which the world offered a home
Once made for love
And love alone
For you, for me
For you, for me

It did not stop there, we are form
The magic body, that soft machine
Acclimatised with vision
And just enough thought to begin the test
To learn and just in front
The source of indifference
To the song of knowledge ever sung
For you, for me
For you, for me

The climate in itself creates a sound so volatile
It makes these words seem clueless forever more
But if in honesty it takes just one dream
To evaluate the chance of choice
Dispelling the clear light
Invincible
Impregnable
For you, for me
For you, for me
Hear it

Down through the age of time
The moment is not and never shall be time
We each revolve around the magnitude
Of time and motion
The point of all is of course not for our earthly talk
For we stand, we walkk, we kick, we provoke
We council, we destroy, we look, we employ
We say, here we are and why
No there life form asks why
Hear me
Hear me

Oh yes! you critics of life and love
You stallions of the pen and more
While you spew your dry thoughts
On poets of nature, hang them low
Scoff with glee the unfortunate mass
You say stil lclings to the treasures of the past
And music
For you, for me
For you, for me
You hear it now
You hear it now
I hear you now

The Garden In Our Back Yard
Composer(s): Jeff Branen - James Brockman



Out in our town everybody there
Even tho the Mayor tries to do his share 
Teachers, Preachers, digging everywhere 
We're as busy as can be
One old soldier close to ninety three
With a shovel on his shoulder said to me

I've been told I'm going to propose
To a girl named Rose Little turnip nose
Radish hair and freckles, I suppose
I have bought a carrot ring
Rosie, Rosie
Just the proper thing 
I can cauliflower to breakfast, lettuce sing

You ought to see the little garden in our back yard
It's like a farm in Illionis 
With turnips and tomatoes 
Cabbage and potatoes 'Twould fill your little heart with joy 
The boys are figthing in the trenches you know what that means 
That's why I'm working mighty hard
I'm goin' to raise a little army of "Navy beans" 
In our backyard

You ought to see the little garden in our back yard
It's where the old barn used to stand 
The cows are in the kitchen 
All of us are itchin' 
To cultivate that strip of land 
The prices going going up is the groc'ry man's yarn
But really I don't give a darn 
We've got a bushel of potatoes but no more barn
In our back yard

Ce S'rait Bien
((Adapted from: Sweet Nothin's (Brenda Lee) - 1959))
Composer(s): Ronnie Self - Guy Bertret - Roger Berthier
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1960



Han han honey

Chérie

Si tu voulais rentrer tes griffes
Hum ce s'rait bien
Et quitter ton air agressif
Hum ce s'rait bien

Si tu t'décidais à m'embrasser
Tout est tout feu et de l'amour dans tes yeux
Ce serait bien
Hum ça s'rait bien

Si tu me donnais ton téléphone
Hum ce s'rait bien
Ma vie serait moins monotone
Hum ce s'rait bien

Le jour et la nuit en prenant l'écouteur
Tu entendrais les battements de mon cœur
Hum ce s'rait bien
Hum ce s'rait bien

Enfin j'ai pu t'emmener un soir
Hum c'était bien
Dans un cinéma des boulevards
Hum c'était bien

Oh! mais je t'en prie
La prochaine fois chérie
Ah! Si tu venais
Sans ta mère avec toi
Ce s'rait bien
Hum ce s'rait bien

Hum ce s'rait bien
Hum ce s'rait bien...

For You Blue
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): The Beatles;
and various other artists



Because you're sweet and lovely girl I love you
Because you're sweet and lovely girl it's true
I love you more than ever girl I do
I want you in the morning girl I love you
I want you at the moment I feel blue
I'm living ev'ry moment girl for you
I've loved you from the moment I saw you
You looked at me that's all you had to do
I feel it now I hope you feel it too
Because you're sweet and lovely girl I love you
Because you're sweet and lovely girl it's true
I love you more than ever girl I do
I really love you

The Gang That Sang Heart Of My Heart (aka Heart Of My Heart)
Composer(s): Ben Ryan
Performer(s): The Four Aces
and multiple other artists



I sometimes wish I was a kid again
Down in the old neighbourhood
Just to be with Charlie, with little Joe and Pete
Boy, we had a quartet that was mighty hard to beat
I'd love to stand down by that cellar door
Just to hear that Quartet sing once more....

"Heart of my heart", I love that melody
"Heart of my heart" brings back a memory
When we were kids on the corner of the street
We were rough and ready guys
But oh, how we could harmonise

"Heart of my heart" meant friends were dearer then
Too bad we had to part
I know a tear would glisten
If once more I could listen
To the gang that sang "Heart of my heart"

Ce Sont Des Gosses
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Quand je t'embrasse
Au milieu de la rue
Ils nous regardent
Et pensent d'un air indulgent
Ce ne sont que des enfants
Des gosses

Quand j'enlace tes épaules nues
Dans la glace
Je les vois dire en souriant
Ce ne sont que des enfants
Des gosses

Mais nous
Nous savons où va notre amour
Bien loin
Bien plus loin que le jour

Ce qui compte ce sont tous nos rêves
C'qu'ils racontent
On s'en moque éperdument
Nous ne sommes plus des enfants
Des gosses

Quand je regarde nos photos de vacances
Par mégarde ils entrent et disent en passant
Mon dieu c'qu'il est enfant
Un gosse

En colère
Si j'crie que je t'aime
Rien à faire
On me répond gentiment
Tu parles comme un enfant
Un gosse

Mais nous
Nous savons où va notre amour
Bien loin
Bien plus loin que le jour

Laisse les dire jusqu'à c'qu'ils comprennent
Laisse les dire jusqu'à c'qu'ils apprennent enfin
Qu'on est plus des gamins
Des gosses

Ouh des gosses
Ouh des gosses
Ouh des gosses
Ouh des gosses
Ouh!

For You Alone
Composer(s): P.J. O'Reilly; Henry E. Geehl
Performer(s): Enrico Caruso;
and various other artists



Take thou this rose
This little tender rose
The rarest flower
In all God's garden fair
And let it be
While yet its crimson glows
An emblem of the love
I proudly bear

Take thou this heart
The heart that loves thee well
And let it flame
Before thy shrine, my own
Take thou my heart
For oh, your dear eyes tell
God fashioned it for you
For you alone

The Gandy Dancer's Ball
Composer(s): Paul Mason Howard - Paul Weston
Performer(s): Frankie Laine
and multiple other artists



Oh they danced on the ceiling
And they danced on the wall
At the Gandy Dancer's ball
Hey! Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
The Jimmy, Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing the pretty girl round
The Jimmy, Jimmy John

The Gandy Dancer is a railroad man
And his work is never done
With his pick and his shovel and his willing hands
He makes the railroad run
There's Macanaw Mack and Toledo Jack
And the boys from Idaho
And the Frisco kid and Saginaw Sid
And good old Cotton-eyed Joe

Oh they danced on the ceiling
And they danced on the wall
At the Gandy Dancer's ball
Hey! Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
The Jimmy, Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing the pretty girl round
The Jimmy, Jimmy John

The boys will gather at the great affair
The Gandy Dancer's ball
A-kissin' their ladies with perfumed hair
And prancin' round the hall
They got the biggest band in all the land
And the rhythm rocks the room
And they holler out with a mighty shout
When the big bass drum goes boom

Oh they danced on the ceiling
And they danced on the wall
At the Gandy Dancer's ball
Hey! Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
The Jimmy, Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing the pretty girl round
The Jimmy, Jimmy John

The railroads bring `em to the great affair
The Gandy Dancer's ball
An' every line is represented there
The big ones and the small
There's the MKT and the old SP
And the Lee High Valley too
The C and J and the Santa Fe
The Southern and the Sioux

Oh they danced on the ceiling
And they danced on the wall
At the Gandy Dancer's ball
Hey! Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
The Jimmy, Jimmy John
Swing around, Swing around
Swing around the Jimmy John
Swing the pretty girl round
The Jimmy, Jimmy John

They danced all day
And they danced all night
They all danced till the broad daylight
At the Gandy Dancer's ball

(Swing around, swing around
Swing around, swing around
The Jimmy John)

Ce Soleil-Là
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain



Y avait le vent des jours où y a du vent
L'océan qui dansait devant

Y avait la cime des séquoias
Juste au-dessus de ça

Y avait ce grain de lumière
Qu'on ne voit qu'au bord du désert
Mais si j'avais su peindre, je crois
Je n'aurais regardé que toi

Ce soleil-là
Y avait ce soleil-là
Qui donnait à ce moment-là
Je ne sais, je ne sais quoi

Ce soleil-là
J'aimais ce soleil-là
Qui donnait à ce moment-là
Ce je ne sais quoi
Qui arrêtait le temps
Et tout n'était que toi

Y avait le vert des rives et des rivières
Dans la brûme du matin clair

Y avait les chutes du Niagara
Juste au-dessous de ça

Y avait ce rien de moiteur
Qu'on ne trouve qu'à l'équateur
Mais si j'avais su peindre, je crois
Je n'aurais regardé que toi

Ce soleil-là
Y avait ce soleil-là
Qui donnait à ce moment-là
Je ne sais, je ne sais quoi

Ce soleil-là
J'aimais ce soleil-là
Qui donnait à ce moment-là
Ce je ne sais quoi
Qui arrêtait le temps
Et tout n'était que
Ce soleil-là
Jour après jour
Ce soleil-là
J'aurais toujours
Ce soleil-là
Tant que tu seras là
Tu seras là...

For You
Composer(s): Snowy White
Performer(s): Snowy White



For you, I would change my life
No more wasting my days
I will mend my ways
For you, I’d  be good as gold
I’d be all that you need
You can count on me

All my whole life trough
I be searching for a firl like you
Now all I got to do
Is let you know that I feel so strong

For you I will mend my ways
For you I will work all day
For you I’ll come home at night
For me you just make it all seems right

For you, I will be myself
I’d be all that you need
you can count on me

For you I wil mend my ways
For you I will work all day
For you I’ll come home at night
For me you just make it all seems right

For you I will mend my ways
For you I will work all day
For you I’ll come home at night
For me you just make it all seems right

Games People Play
Composer(s): Joe South
First release by: Joe South - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Jeux Dangereux (Claude François)
1969 - Avevo Una Bambola (Formula 3)
1974 - Det Er Noget Vi Ska' Lege (Gustav Winckler)



Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean

So they while away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers 
In the back of a black limousine

La-din-da...
I'm talking 'bout you and me 
and the games people play

Oh they make one another cry
Break their hearts and they say goodbye
Cross their hearts and they hope to die
That the other was to blame

Neither one would ever give in
So they gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin' 'bout the way it might have been
And it's a dirty rotten shame

La-din-da...
I'm talking 'bout you and me 
and the games people play

People walkin' up to ya
Singin' 'Glory, Hallalueah"
And they try to sock it to ya
In the name of the Lord

Gonna they teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope and cheat your fate
And the further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board

Look around and tell me what you see
What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To just remember who I am

La-din-da...
I'm talking 'bout you and me 
and the games people play

Ce Soir, Je T'ai Perdu
Composer(s): François Feldman - Jean-Marie Moreau
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu



Je pleure sans fin toute cette eau de chagrin
je griffe les murs le soir autour de moi
je cri toute seule où je noircis des feuilles
à l'ombre des volets, le cœur violet

Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
je n'avais plus que toi
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi

Je tourne en rond de la chambre au salon
j'efface les traces du diable inoubliable
je dors jamais et même si c'est pas vrai
sois sage pour ma douleurs au moins une heure

Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
je n'avais plus que toi
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi

Je veux pas défaire l'amour,
et je m'accroche aux moindres bruits de ton retour
et je déchire mes mains qui tremblent
qui chavirent jusqu'au poison jusqu'au délire
je touche le fond... je ne sais plus rire

Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
je n'avais plus que toi
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
mise à nue, j'ai froid
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, perdu
je n'avais plus que toi
Ce soir je t'ai perdu, o perdu
mise à nue, j'ai froid sans toi, sans toi