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Versions In Other Languages: 1952 - Wimoweh (The Weavers) 1961 - The Lion Sleeps Tonight (The Tokens) 1961 - Oek'ndana (De Strangers) 1962 - Le Lion Est Mort Ce Soir (Henri Salvador)
Chariot
Composer(s): Paul Mauriat - Franck Pourcel
First release by: Franck Pourcel et son Grand Orch. - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - I Will Follow Him (Petula Clark)
1963 - Chariot (Italian Version) (Betty Curtis)
1963 - Eu O Seguirei (George Freedman)
1979 - Elämä On Totta (Mona Carita)
Chariot, Chariot, si tu veux de moi Pour t'accompagner au bout des jours Laisse moi venir près de toi Sur le grand chariot de bois et de toile Nous nous en irons Du côté où l'on verra le jour Dans les premiers reflets du ciel Avant la chaleur du soleil Sous la dernière étoile
La plaine, la plaine, la plaine N'aura plus de frontière La terre, la terre, sera notre domaine Que j'aime, que j'aime Ce vieux chariot qui tangue Qui tangue, qui tangue Si tu veux de moi Pour dormir à ton côté toujours L'été sous la lune d'argent L'hiver dans la neige et le vent Alors dis-le moi, je pars avec toi La plaine, la plaine, la plaine N'aura plus de frontière La terre, la terre, verra notre domaine Que j'aime, que j'aime Ce vieux chariot qui tremble Qui tremble, qui tremble Si tu veux de moi De ma vie et de mon fol amour Le long des torrents et des bois Au cur des dangers et des joies Alors dis-le moi, je pars avec toi
Funny Familiar Forgotten Feelings Composer(s): Mickey Newbury Performer(s): Tom Jones; and various other artists
Last night, quietly, she walked through my mind As I lay searching for sleep Her soft hand reached out, she whispered my name As she brushed a tear from my cheek And then those funny familiar forgotten feelings started walkin' all over my mind It's sad, so sad to watch love go bad but a true love would not have gone wrong I'm just thankful for the good times we've had for without them I could not go on With all those funny familiar forgotten feelings walkin' all over my mind I must go on, be strong though millions of teardrops may fall Before these funny familiar forgotten feelings stop walkin' all over my mind Before these funny familiar forgotten feelings stop walkin' all over my mind
The Lion Composer(s): Barnett - Colwell - Smith - Young Performer(s): Adrian Smith
Late at night, rain falling down Sets my mind wandering Took a drive on a highway I saw you standing in the rain Destiny was calling me I would never be the same
You said You said your heart was aching You were sad
I saw you cry The night you lied to me Oh no!
You took my hand Then faded with the light
They said you died out On the road that night
Im in cold, cold sweat Knuckles white upon the wheel Danger flies on silent wings I cant fight and I cant feel Now Im standing in the daylight And it seems just like a dream If only I could touch you girl But youre not there for real!
Funny Face Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin Performer(s): Fred Astaire
Jimmy: Frankie, dear, your birthday gift reveals to me That at heart you're really not so bad If I add, your funny face appeals to me Please don't' think I've suddenly gone mad You have all the qualities of Peter Pan I'd go far before I'd find a sweeter pan And yet
I love your funny face Your sunny, funny face For you're a cutie With more than beauty You've got a lot Of personality N.T. A thousand laughs I've found In having you around Though you're not Gloria Swanson For worlds I'd not replace Your sunny, funny face
Frankie: Needn't tell me that I'm not so pretty, dear When my looking glass and I agree In the contest at Atlantic City, dear Miss America I'd never be Truth to tell, though, you're not such a bad lot yourself As a Paul Swan, you are not so hot yourself And yet
I love your funny face Your sunny, funny face You can't repair it So I declare it Is quite all right Jimmy: Like Ronald Colman? Frankie: So's your old man! Yet it's very clear I'm glad when you are near Though you're no Handsome Harry For worlds I'd not replace Your sunny funny face
I love that funny face That sunny, funny face Thought it upsets one, in time, it gets one That's true, for you Have personality for two Those eyes! Those nose! Those cheek! Won't make a movie sheikh But though you're not patootie For worlds I'd not replace Your sunny, funny face
Frankie: [to dog] I love your funny face Your sunny, funny face You never bother About your father Have you no shame? You're just a mutt and nothing but! Yet when you wag your tail You'll never be for sale Though you're no Rin Tin Tin, dear For worlds I'd not replace Your sunny, funny face
The Lights Of Home Composer(s): Steve Graham - Leon Pober Performer(s): Don Ho
I always get a thrill And I guess I always will When my journey nears its end And my destination is just around the bend
The lights of home look good to me When I return from far across the sea They glow so bright to guide me thru the night Back to the ones who care, waiting for me there
I've been around But never found In rainy London town Or sunny Rome A sight that's greater than the lights of home
Character
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Eric Schermerhorn
Performer(s): Iggy Pop
Well, I 'll tell you one good thing at least about some of these junkies was they had some character they may have driven me nuts sometimes and screwed up but at least when they played the damn guitar they' d play it like they meant it these white bread boys nowadays knowin' all the score don' t even know how to puke
Funny (Not Much) Composer(s): Marcia Neal; Philip F. Broughton; Bob Merrill; Hughie Prince Performer(s): Nat King Cole; and various other artists
Funny, how I've stopped loving you I can pass you on the street and my heart don't skip a beat Not much, so much my eyes wanna cry Funny, how I've stopped loving you I can listen to your name and it doesn't start a flame Not much, so much my heart wants to die
Now that you're standing here, darling, I don't shed a tear This is just the rain in my eyes And if I have proved to you everything I say is true Please help me believe my own lies
Funny, how I've stopped loving you And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
Funny, how I've stopped loving you And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
The Lights Are Low Composer(s): Justin Hayward Performer(s): Justin Hayward
The lights are low They say it's true I feel your magic as we move and sway The lights are low
And the music now is slow I'm a fool to trust in you Seems like my self-control is slipping away And the music now is slow
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right But then who are they, who are they to know, I need you so Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine, that's yours and mine And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
Did you ever look in the mirror Did you ever wake up in the morning And see a stranger standing there And find that nothing, nothing was the same
Did you ever drive for miles and miles And the only thing that really matters And wonder how on earth you got yourself there Is the pleasure and the pain
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève ((aka Dans La Brume Du Matin (Joe Dassin) - 1966)) ((Adapted from: Early Morning Rain (Gordon Lightfoot) - 1966)) Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot - Eddy Mitchell Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974
La pluie du petit matin Me donne froid dans le dos L'alcool qui est dans mon verre Me réchauffe un peu la peau Et la, j'attends le soleil Je m'installe pour son show Ça y est le soleil se lève Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Chaque matin il se lève, Il est le roi de la fête Il me donne mal à la tête À le voir toujours si haut S'il voulait boire avec moi À nous deux nous serions trois La nuit, le soleil et moi Jamais il ne le voudra
Chaque matin il se lève Parfois il en fait de trop Ses rayons se font cruels Il vient me brûler la peau C'est la star la plus célèbre C'est le plus grand des grands shows Ça y est le soleil se lève Le grand spectacle est là-haut
Sur la route nationale Il éclaire les autos S'il savait combien j'ai mal De le voir toujours si haut Il viendrait boire avec moi Encore quelques verres de trop Chaque matin il se lève Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Il est encore revenu J'ai perdu une fois de plus Mais je ne parierai plus Contre lui c'est défendu
Chaque matin il se lève Parfois il en fait de trop...
Funnel Of Love Composer(s): Charles McCoy; Kent Westbury Performer(s): Wanda Jackson; and various other artists
Here I go Going down, down, down My mind is a blank My head is spinning around and around As I go deep into the funnel of love
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling I get weak in the knees My poor old head is a reelin' As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide I even tried to run away Ya just can't run from the funnel of love It's gonna get ya someday
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling I get weak in the knees My poor old head is a reelin' As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide I even tried to run away Ya just can't run from the funnel of love It's gonna get ya someday
Here I go, going down, down, down My mind is a blank My head is spinning around and around As I go deep into the funnel of love Deep into the funnel of love Deep into the funnel of love
Funkytown Composer(s): Steven Greenberg Performer(s): Lipps, Inc.
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me Town to keep me movin' Keep me groovin' with some energy Well, I talk about it Talk about it Talk about it Talk about it Talk about Talk about Talk about movin'
Gotta move on Gotta move on Gotta move on
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
The Light From Your Smile Performer(s): Jackson Browne
Oh the light from your smile Can be seen for a mile By travellers dark in their sorrow If you want me to stay Throw a smile my way And Ill stay by your side til tomorrow
Woooah...
Cause all my battered dreams are shattered now And I need all your beauty to warm me
In the time that Ive known you Ive always shown you That I could be captured in kindness Now a storms blowin Tomorrow Im goin Well the sun takes away my blindness
Woooah...
'Cause all my tattered hopes are shattered now I wait for the future to touch me
Oh the morning is nearing The clouds disappearing The sun will be coming to guide me Wherever I go I want you to know That I carry your smile beside me
Woooah...
The slowly shifting fog is lifting now And I see the road Ill be taking
Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
((Adapted from: Early In The Morning (Vanity Fare) - 1969))
Composer(s): Eddie Seago - Mike Leander - Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Claude François - 1969
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
J'attends le soleil qui me réveille
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
Mais tout fini bien quand tu reviens
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
Funky Worm Composer(s): Leroy "Sugarfoot" Bonner; M. Jones; Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks; Walter "Junie" Morrison; Norman Napier; Andrew Noland; M. Pierce; Gregory Webster Performer(s): The Ohio Players
You're a little late
so step right this way and we'll get started
Granny: What? Say it now? Oh say it now, say it now Ahem! Me and the Ohio Players are gonna tell you about a worm He's the funkiest worm in the world Alright Sing it, Clarence
Clarence: Theres' a worm in the ground, yes there is
Granny: Thats right
Clarence: he's six feet long
Granny: six feet long
Clarence: he only comes around
Granny: when he wants to get down But when he comes out of his hole He sounds something like this
Granny: oh that's funky Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky Alright Sing it again, Clarence
Clarence: and through all the land, yeah
Granny: yeah
Clarence: he plays in a band
Granny: plays in a band
Clarence: plays guitar without any hands Pretty good, I might add
Granny: yeah, when he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck Everybody wants to get up and dance
Granny: ah, get it baby Don't, don't, don't Don't fight the feeling Don't fight it Hey, don't stop now honey, get down I'm his manager, heh heh Gonna make a million dollars I get it all, cause he can't spend it There he goes Goin' back in his hole, just the same way he came out Do we get paid for this? I just wanted to make sure We do? OK
The Light Comes From Within Performer(s): Linda McCartney
You say I'm lazy You say I don't fit Takes one to know one You make me sick You say I'm simple You say I'm a hick You're f***ing no one You stupid d**k Oppression won't win The light comes from within I need a sense of cause I wanna smell the flowers You need complete control You wanna build more towers You try to change me if you could I see the trees, you saw the wood You say I'm different You say we don't click I say you're crazy You make me sick I say you're greedy because you scheme You say I'm foolish because I dream Oppression won't win The light comes from within I need a sense of cause I wanna smell the flowers You need complete control You wanna build more towers I say you're greedy because you scheme You say I'm foolish because I dream Oppression won't win The light comes from within
Chaque Instant De Chaque Jour ((Adapted from: Any Old Time Of The Day (Dionne Warwick) - 1963)) ((Italian Version: Questo Amore È Per Sempre (Dalida) - 1966)) Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David - Michèle Vendôme Performer(s): Sheila - 1964
Pourquoi dire adieu, tu reviendras
Tu dois partir Mais ça ne change rien pour nous Ton avenir peut bien t'entraîner loin de tout Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour Je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Si tu as besoin de moi Souviens t'en Je t'attends
C'est pourquoi Ne pense pas que si le chagrin suit tes pas Il te faudra te consoler dans d'autres bras Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Nul ne te remplaceras Souviens t'en Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler Et je viendrai Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais Je n'ai voulu dire à personne Avant toi
Pour toi Chaque instant de chaque jour Je serai là Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais Si tu as besoin de moi Souviens t'en Je t'attends
Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler Et je viendrai Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais Je n'ai voulu dire à personne avant Toi
