Il Sole Non Tramonterà
((Adapted from: The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) (Frankie Valli) - 1965))
((French Version: Le Soleil Ne Brille Plus (Richard Anthony) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Bob Gaudio - Nisa
Performer(s): The Casuals - 1966



Quando tu
tornerai da me
il mondo per noi
si, cam biera'
il sole non vedrai tramontar
il giorno non vedrai mai finir
nessuno si amera' come noi
mai come noi
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh
gli occhi tuoi
cercheranno i miei
felice con me
ti sentirai
il sole non vedrai tramontar
il giorno non vedrai mai finir
nessuno si amera' come noi
mai come noi
vieni
t'aspetto sempre
tutto azzurro
diventerai
il sole non vedrai tramontar
il giorno non vedrai mai finir
nessuno si amera' come noi
mai come noi
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh
il sole non vedrai tramontar
il giorno non vedrai mai finir
nessuno si amera' come noi
mai come noi
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh
il sole non vedrai tramontar
il giorno non vedrai mai finir
nessuno si amera' come noi
mai come noi
mai come no 

Ich Bau Dir Ein Schloss
Composer(s): G. Kaleta; H. Hee; W. Roloff
Performer(s): Heintje



Ich bau dir ein Schloss, so wie im Märchen
Da wohn ich mit dir, dann ganz allein
Ich bau dir ein Schloss, wenn ich einst gross bin
da kannst du dort wohn und glücklich sein

Der blaue Himmel schaut auf uns herab
sagt dir jeden Tag, wie lieb ich Dich hab
Und alle Wolken zieh'n so schnell vorbei
am Traumschloss für uns zwei

Ich bau dir ein Schloss, du wirst schon sehen
bald bin ich schon gross, dann zieh'n wir ein
Wo Blumen für Dich im Garten stehen
da wird jeder Tag ein Sonntag sein

Der blaue Himmel schaut auf uns herab
sagt dir jeden Tag, wie lieb ich Dich hab
Und alle Wolken zieh'n so schnell vorbei
am Traumschloss für uns zwei
am Traumschloss für uns zwei

Ring, Ring, I've Got To Sing
Performer(s): Ferre Grignard



Well, don't cry my baby
Don't you cry all the while
Don't cry my baby
Just give me a smile
Seen my daddy die in the war
Seen my mama a-die crying for him

Ring, ring
Well, I've got to sing
Ring, ring
Well, I've got to sing
De dam dadda de day …….

They call me a hounddog
They call me a liar
It's all 'cause of my colour
They want me to hide
They're talking about freedom
Of religion and race
But if you are a negro
They slap you in the face
So what are you fighting for
They send 'm off to sea
Well, I couldn't stand more words
I'm gonna stop free
Well, I'm still happy
So don't cry my babe
Together we'll just try for
Being free people some day

Le Soleil Ne Brille Plus
((Adapted from: The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine (Anymore) (Frankie Valli) - 1965))
((Italian Version: Il Sole Non Tramonterà (The Casuals) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Bob Gaudio - Richard Anthony
Performer(s): Richard Anthony - 1966



Je n'ai plus que des jours sans joie
Des matins brumeux où tout est froid

Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
La lune a perdu tout son éclat
La vie est monotone et sans joie
Quand on est sans amour

Pourquoi?

La tristesse ne me quitte pas
Y a plus d'espoir quand l'amour s'en va

Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
La lune a perdu tout son éclat
La vie est monotone et sans joie
Quand on est sans amour

Si seul dans les rues vides
J'ai besoin de toi, reviens vers moi

Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
La lune a perdu tout son éclat
La vie est monotone et sans joie
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
Quand on est sans amour

Pourquoi?

Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel
Le soleil ne brille plus dans le ciel 

Come Back To Playland With Me
Composer(s): Maud Lambert



The lovelight is bright in your eye, dear
Mem'ries are bringing you joy
I know you are thinking of childhood
The land of the girl and the boy
Come let's have day dreams together
Wander once more hand in hand 
Back to those days with their boy and girl ways
Playmates in dear old Playland

Let's visit the old fashioned haunts, dear
Travel on memories train
And soon we'll be strolling through childhood
Our hearts will be glad once again 
Let's linger long o'er each fancy
Each one will bring joy and sublime
Each passing year will enfold charms so dear
Playmates at dear old Playtime

Playland, Playland
Land of nursery rhymes 
Boys and girls in golden curls
"Ring a rosey" times
Childish games we played, dear
When our hearts were free
Mem'ries embraces will bring old faces
So come back to Playland with me

Ring Ring
Composer(s): Benny Andersson; Stig Anderson;
Phil Cody; Neil Sedaka; Björn Ulvaeus
Performer(s): ABBA;
and various other artists



I was sitting by the phone 
I was waiting all alone 
Baby by myself I sit and wait and wonder about you 
It's a dark and dreary night 
Seems like nothing's going right 
Won't you tell me honey how can I go on here without you? 

Yes I'm down and feeling blue 
And I don't know what to do, oh-oh 

Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all 
Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall 
And I sit all alone impatiently 
Won't you please understand the need in me 
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 

You were here and now you're gone 
Hey did I do something wrong? 
I just can't believe that I could be so badly mistaken 
Was it me or was it you? 
Tell me, are we really through? 
Won't you hear me cry and you will know that my heart is breaking 

Please forgive and then forget 
Or maybe darling better yet, oh-oh 

Ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all 
Ring, ring, I stare at the phone on the wall 
And I sit all alone impatiently 
Won't you please understand the need in me 
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
Oh-oh, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call? 
So, ring, ring, why don't you give me a call?

In The Summer Of His Years
Composer(s): David Lee - Herbert Kretzmer
Performer(s): Connie Francis; Millicent Martin



A young man rode with his head held high
Under the Texas sun
And no one guessed
That a man so blessed
Would perish by the gun
Lord, would perish by the gun

A shot rang out like a Southern shout
And Heaven held its breath
For a man shot down
In a Southern town
In the summer of his years
Yes, the summer of his years

And we who stay mustn't ever lose
The victories that he's won
For wherever "man" looks to Freedom's past
His soul goes riding on
Lord, his soul goes riding on! 

Come Back To Arizona
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Herman Paley



Arizona, wild and free you're always dear to me 
I love you true
Sun kissed meadows of the west 
the one I love the best she loves you too 
But my heart is sad today 
my heart is far away 
I'm all alone can't you hear me calling you
Oh! won't you come back home?

When the sunset fades away each night 
alone I stay with aching heart 
And the night winds seem to sigh 
"Why did you say goodbye why did we part?" 
Tho' the town is gay tonight and lights are burning bright I'm feeling blue
Waiting hearts grow weary dear but mine will wait for you

Come back to Arizona where the skies are blue 
Come back where you can own a heart that waits for you, so lonely
Come little girl put my love to the test 
come to the best little nest in the west 
Come back to Arizona 
I love you

Ring Of Fire
Composer(s): June Carter Cash; Merle Kilgore
Performer(s): Johnny Cash



Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...

I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire

The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire went wild...

I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire

The Streak
Composer(s): Ray Stevens
Performer(s): Ray Stevens



Hello everybody, this is your action news reporter
With all the news that is news across the nation
On the scene at the super market
There seems to have been some disturbance here
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... I was standing over there by the tomatoes
And here he come
Running thru the pole beans, thru the fruits and vegetables
Naked as a jay-bird
And I hollered over at Ethel... I said don't look Ethel
It was too late, she'd already been incensed... 

Here he comes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
There he goes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
And he ain't wearin' no clothes 
Oh yes, they call him the streak
Fastest thing on two feet
He's just as proud as he can be
Of his anatomy
He's gonna give us a peek
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to show off his physique
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' around
Invitin' public critique...

This is your action news reporter once again
And we're here at the gas station
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... I was just in here gettin' my tires checked
And he just appeared out of the traffic
Come streakin' around the grease rack there
Didn't have nothing on but a smile
I looked in there and Ethel was gettin' her a cold drink
I hollered... Don't look Ethel
It was too late... She'd already been mooned
Flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers

He ain't rude, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
He ain't lewd, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
He's just in the mood to run in the nude
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to turn the other cheek
He's always making the news
Wearin' just his tennis shoes
Guess you could call him unique...

Once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym
Covering the disturbance at the basketball playoffs
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... half-time, I was just going down there
To get Ethel a snow cone
Here he come right our of the cheap seats
Dribblin'... right down the middle of the court
Didn't have on nothin' but his PF's
Made a hook shot and got out thru the concession stand
I hollered up at Ethel, I said don't look Ethel
It was too late... She'd already got a free shot
Grandstanded... Right there in front of the home team

Here he comes... look... who's that with him?
Ethel, is that you, Ethel?
What do you think you're doing?
You get your clothes on!

Ethel, where you going?
Ethel, you shameless hussy
Say it isn't so Ethel
Ethel...

Come Back Paddy Reilly To Ballyjamesduff
Composer(s): William Percy French
Performer(s): Daniel O'Donnell
and various other artists



The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say 
But I know the lie of it still 
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea 
And stop when halfway to Cootehill.
'Tis there I will find it
I know sure enough 
When fortune has come to me call
Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff 
And the blue sky is over it all 
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff 
Are whispering over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

My mother once told me that when I was born 
The day that I first saw the light
I looked down the street on that very first morn 
And gave a great crow of delight
Now most newborn babies appear in a huff
And start with a sorrowful squall
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff 
And that's why I smiled on them all
The baby's a man, now he's toil-worn and tough 
Still, whispers come over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

The night that we danced by the light of the moon
Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute
When Phil threw his lip over "Come Again Soon"
He's dance the foot out o' yer boot! 
The day that I took long Magee by the scruff 
For slanderin' Rosie Kilrain
Then, marchin' him straight out of Ballyjamesduff
Assisted him into a drain
Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff
Of whisperings over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

I've loved the young women of every land
That always came easy to me
Just barrin' the belles of the Black-a-moor brand 
And the chocolate shapes of Feegee
But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff
And never will addle me brain
For the bells will be ringin' in Ballyjamesduff 
For me and me Rosie Kilrain! 
And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff 
A whisper comes over the sea 
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

I've struck oil at last! 
I've struck work, and I vow 
I've struck some remarkable clothes 
I've struck a policeman for sayin' that now
I'd go back to my beautiful Rose
The belles they may blarney
the boys they may bluff 
But this I will always maintain
No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff 
No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain
I've paid for my passage, the sea may be rough 
But borne on each breeze there will be
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff 
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

Ring Of Clover
Performer(s): The Whites



Across a field of memories
rest upon a yellow page
there among the flowers
it seems like only yesterday

We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made

Gone a sweet tomorrow
taking on the winds of change
Still we will remember
the love we promised on that day

We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made

We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made

Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made

Mmmmmm...

The Strawberry Roan
Composer(s): Curley Fletcher - Fred Howard - Nat Vincent
Performer(s): Bill Boyd & His Cowboy Wranglers
and multiple other artists



I was hanging round town, just spending my time
Being out of a job and not earning a dime
A fellow walks up, and he says, "I suppose
You're a bronc rider, from the looks of your clothes"

"Well, you figured me right, and I'm a good one, I claim
Would you happen to have any outlaws to tame?"
He says, "I've got one and a good one to buck
At throwing top riders he's had lots of luck"

He says this here's one pony that's never been rode
And the man that gets on him is bound to get throwed
I got all het up and I asked what he'd pay
To ride this old nag for a couple of days

Well, he offered me ten, and I says, "I'm your man
For the bronc isn't living that I couldn't fan"
He says, "Get your saddle, I'll give you the chance"
So we hopped in his buckboard and rode to his ranch

Out in the horse corral, standing alone
Is an old cavallo, a strawberry roan
Little pin ears that touch at the tip
A big 44 brand upon his left hip

He was spavined all round, and he had pigeon toes
Little pig eyes, and a big roman nose
U-necked and old, with a long lower jaw
You could tell at a glance he's a regular outlaw

Well, I buckle on my spurs, and I'm sure feeling fine
I pull down my hat and I pick up my twine
Throw my loop on him, and well I know then
Before he gets rode, I'll sure earn my ten

I get the blinds on him with a terrible fight
Next comes the saddle, and I cinch him up tight
Then I step on him and raise up the blinds
"Get out of the way, boys, he's bound to unwind!"

Well, I threw him his head, and I'll say he unwound
He seemed to quit living down here on the ground
Went up in the east and come down in the west
I'm sitting up on him and doing my best

He sure was a frog-walker, he heaved a big sigh
He only lacked wings for to be on the fly
Turned his old belly right up to the sun
He sure was a sunfishing son of a gun

He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He could turn on a nickle and give you some change
I lost both my stirrups and also my hat
I'm reaching for leather and blind as a bat

He come down on all fours, and he went up on high
And he left me a-spinning up there in the sky
Turned over twice and I come down to the earth
And I lit into cussing the day of his birth

Now I know there's ponies that I cannot ride
There's some of them living, they haven't all died
But I'll bet my money there's no man alive
Who can stay with old Strawberry when he makes his high dive

Come Back Liza
Composer(s): Irving Burgie; William A. Attaway
Originally performed by: Harry Belafonte



Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Every time I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye

Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye

When the evening starts to fall, water come to me eye
I need to hear my liza call, water come to me eye

Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye

Standing here in the marketplace, water come to me eye
I need to see my Liza's face, water come to me eye

Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye

Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye

Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye

Ring My Bell
Composer(s): Frederick Knight
Performer(s): Anita Ward



I'm glad you're home
Well, did you really miss me?
I guess you did by the look in your eye (look in your eye, look in your eye)
Well lay back and relax while I put away the dishes
Then you and me can rock a bell

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell

The night is young and full of possibilities
Well come on and let yourself be free
My love for you, so long I've been savin'
Tonight was made for me and you

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)

(you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!
you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!)

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)

The Stranger (Two Souls In Communion)
Composer(s): Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Performer(s): Grateful Dead



What are they seeing, when they look in each other's eyes?
What are they feeling, when they see each other's smile?
Is it a love I've never known - or an emotion that I've outgrown?

Did I take a wrong turning on life's winding road?
Won't somebody help me find the right way to go?
My life need some correction, alteration in direction
Won't somebody comfort me for a while - yes, I'm lost

What is the secret of this tie that binds?
Two souls in communion, both body and mind
Is it special magic, or just the nature of things?
Conceived of great spirit, not for beggars but kings

You who have found it, please help me along
I'm a man, I'm a man, - I'm not made out of stone
My needs they are simple, I don't want many things
But I truly want to fly on those wings of love one more time

That's all I need (fly up, fly home)
I want to fly on them wings (fly up, fly home)
I want to fly on them wings of love (fly up, fly home)
I'm a stranger here (fly up, fly home)
Won't somebody help me now (fly up, fly home)
I wake up early in the morning (fly up, fly home)
you know I never saw you babe (fly up, fly home)
I just can't seem to understand
Can't seem to understand what's wrong (fly up, fly home)
What I wanna do is take a little ride with you, on the wings of love
Woh-oh one more time, one more time

Come Back Little Sheba
Composer(s): Lenny Kaye; Patti Smith
Performer(s): Patti Smith



Come back little Sheba
I hear them calling
Open your ears
Awake from thy sleep
High above
The stars are falling
Open your arms
And you shall receive

The lights of the city
So bold and flashing
All of its riches
Imparted to thee
Robes of saffron
Robes of standing
A road of crimson
Spread at your feet

Your robes of standing
Your robes of saffron
Your road of crimson
All pleasing to me
But close your lights
Close your gates
I must arise
My flock awaits

Farewell little Sheba
I hear them a'calling
Here is your staff
Tend to thy sheep
Good wishes be with you
If that be your calling
Farewell little Sheba
Arise and take leave 

Ring Dang Doo
Composer(s): Joy Byers; Robert Tubert
Performer(s): Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs;
Lyres; Les Sexareenos



Well - you can have your gold and your diamonds too
All I want is a ring dang doo
Well I've been all over this great big world 
Hey
Looking for a ring dang doo
I've fallen in love with a thousand girls 
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
I've got a mojo and some voodoo too
But I ain't never found a ring dang doo
Well I was down ina New Orleans
Looking for a ring dang doo
I fell in love with a girl in blue jeans
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I can't stay though my love is true
I gotta keep looking for a ring dang doo
Ring dang doo 
Where are you
What are you
From Mexico to the Philippines
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
Well I've drunk with peasants and I've dined with kings
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I ain't never found a single clue
I've gotta keep a-looking for a ring dang doo
Well people call me crazy every single day
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I don't care what people may say NO
Looking for a ring dang doo
I don't know what it looks like
Or what it can do
I gotta find that ring dang doo
Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
You can have your gold and your diamonds too
All I want is a ring dang doo

Now is an interpolation of "ring dang ring dang ring dang doo" repeating with comments like 
"Yeah where are you" and "You gotta show yourself" in the background as the song fades away

Doctor Heckle And Mr. Jibe
Composer(s): Dick McDonough
Performer(s): The Dorsey Brothers
and multiple other artists



Who gathers all the talk o' the town
Who gives it to you, doesn't ???
Who caters to the girls if they try
Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe

They corner each and all of the clues
They publish what'll soon become news
Likewise, you'd better subscribe
To Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Jibe

When there's room for argument
Get out them hammer and tongs
They don't know from nothin' so
They always wind up kickin' dogs

Yeah, yeah'n begin
Just bring 'round a bottle o' gin
Take a lesson on how to invite
From Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe

But last, somethin' confidentially new
Yeah, the credit where the credits due
The Pullitzer Prize for the champion liars
Goes To Heckle M.D. and Jibe Esquire

Come Back Baby
Performer(s): Buddy Holly



Come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now I know why all sad hearts cry
baby baby come to me

Ah well I cried all night ever since you left me
nothing has gone right - oh lonely old me

I say come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now you know I love you so
baby baby come to me

When you left me all alone to sing the blues
I waited by the phone to get good news

That you would come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now you know I love you so
baby baby come to me
wo, come back baby to me