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  • 04-07-1969
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    Marie Provost
    Composer(s): Nick Lowe
    Originally performed by: Nick Lowe



    Marie Provost did not look her best
    The day the cops bust into her lonely nest
    in the cheap hotel up on Hollywood west
    July 29

    She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks
    The neighbors said they never heard a squeak
    While hungry eyes that could not speak
    said even little doggies have got to eat

    She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
    She never meant that much to me
    Whoa oh poor Marie

    Marie Provost was a movie queen
    mysterious angel of the silent screen
    And run like the wind the nation's young men steamed
    When Marie crossed the silent screen

    Whoa she came out west from New York
    but when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope
    The public said Marie take a walk
    All the way back to New York

    She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
    She never meant that much to me
    Whoa oh poor Marie

    Those quaalude bombs didn't help her sleep
    As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak
    It's all downhill once you've passed your peak
    Marie got ready for that last big sleep

    The cops came in and they looked around
    Throwin' up everywhere over what they found
    The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
    That hungry little dachshund

    She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
    She never meant that much to me
    Whoa oh poor Marie

    poor Marie



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    9th & Hennepin
    Composer(s): Tom Waits
    Performer(s): Tom Waits



    Well it's Ninth and Hennepin
    All the doughnuts have names
    that sound like prostitutes

    And the moon's teeth marks
    are on the sky

    Like a tarp thrown all over this
    And the broken umbrellas like dead birds
    And the steam comes out of the grill
    Like the whole goddamn town's ready to blow...
    And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos
    And everyone is behaving like dogs
    And the horses are coming down Violin Road
    And Dutch is dead on his feet
    And all the rooms they smell like diesel
    And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept here
    And I'm lost in the window, and I hide in the stairway
    And I hang in the curtain, and I sleep in your hat...
    And no one brings anything small into a bar around here
    They all started out with bad directions
    And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear
    One for every year he's away, she said
    Such a crumbling beauty, ah
    There's nothing wrong with her that a hundred dollars won't fix
    She has that razor sadness that only gets worse
    With the clang and the thunder of the Southern Pacific going by
    And the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
    til you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
    And you spill out over the side to anyone who will listen...
    And I've seen it all, I've seen it all
    Through the yellow windows of the evening train ...




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    03-07-1969
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    Marie Marie
    Danish Title: Forbi Min Pi'e
    Composer(s): Dave Alvin
    Originally performed by: The Blasters
    Covered by various other artists



    Marie Marie, playing guitar on the back porch
    I sit in my car, while you sing so sad Marie Marie

    Marie Marie, It's so lonely in these farmlands
    Please come with me, to the bright lights downtown Marie Marie

    I said: "hey, pretty girl, don't you understand
    I just want to be your lovin' man"

    Marie Marie, the sun is down in the cornfields
    The evening is dark, and you sing so sad Marie Marie

    Marie Marie, It's so lonely in these farmlands
    Please come with me, to the bright lights downtown Marie Marie

    Marie Marie, I got two weeks in back pay
    There's gas in my car, and your folks say I must go Marie Marie

    I said: "hey, pretty girl, don't you understand
    I just want to be your lovin' man"

    Marie Marie, playing guitar on the back porch
    I sit in my car, while you sing so sad Marie Marie

    Marie Marie, I got two weeks in back pay
    There's gas in my car, and your folks say I must go Marie Marie

    While you sing so sad Marie Marie
    While you sing so sad Marie Marie
    While you sing so sad Marie Marie
    While you sing so sad Marie Marie
    While you sing so sad Marie Marie ...



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    100 Hundred Easy Ways To Lose A Man
    Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein;
    Betty Comden; Adolph Green
    Performer(s): Betty Comden & Adolph Green



    Now the first way to lose a man

    You've met a charming fellow and you're out for a spin
    The motor fails and he just wears a helpless grin
    Don't bat your eyes and say, "what a romantic spot we're in"

    Just get out, crawl under the car, tell him it's the gasket
    And fix it in two seconds flat with a bobby pin

    That's a good way to lose a man

    He takes you to a baseball game
    You sit knee to knee
    He says, "the next man up at bat will bunt, you'll see"
    Don't say, "oooh, what's a bunt? this game's too hard for little me"

    Just say, "bunt? are you nuts?!! with no outs, two men on base, and a
    left-handed batter coming up, you'll walk right into a triple play
    just like it happened in the fifth game of the world series in 1923"

    That's a sure way to lose a man

    A sure sure sure sure way to lose a man
    A splendid way to lose a man

    Just throw your knowledge in his face
    he'll never try for second base
    ninety-eight ways to go

    The third way to lose a man
    The life-guard at the beach that all the girlies adore
    swims bravely out to save you through the ocean's roar
    don't say, "oh, thanks, I would have drowned in just one second more"

    Just push his head under water and yell, "last one in is a rotten egg"
    and race him back to shore!

    That's a swell way to lose a man

    You've found your perfect mate and it's been love from the start
    He whispers, "you're the one to who I give my heart"
    Don't say, "I love you too, my dear, let's never never part"

    Just say, "I'm afraid you've made a grammatical error -- it's not `to
    who I give my heart,' it's `to whom I give my heart' -- you see, with
    the use of the preposition `to,' `who' becomes the indirect object
    making the use of `whom' imperative which i can easily show you by
    drawing a simple chart"

    That's a fine way to lose a man

    A fine fine fine fine way to lose a man
    a dandy way to lose a man

    Just be more well-informed than he
    you'll never hear "o, promise me"

    Just show him where his grammar errs
    then mark your towels "hers" and "hers"

    Yes, girls, you too can lose your man
    if you will use ruth sherwood's plan
    one hundred easy ways to lose a man




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    900 Miles
    Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
    Performer(s): Woody Guthrie;
    and various other artists



    Well I'm walkin' down the track, I got tears in my eyes
    Tryin' to read a letter from my home

    chorus:
    If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night
    'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'
    And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
    'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home

    Well the train I ride on is a hundred coaches long
    You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

    I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain
    Pawn you my gold diamond ring

    Well if you say so, I will railroad no more
    Sidetrack my train and come home




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    02-07-1969
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    Marie Marie
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Gilbert Bécaud
    Performer(s): Dalida
    and various other artists



    À Pâques ou à la mi-carême
    Quand je serais libéré
    Lorsque j'aurai f ni ma peine
    Ah que j'irai t'embrasser
    Dans notre jardin d 'Angleterre
    Les roses ont du refleurirent
    Si tu en portais à ma mère
    Ça me ferait bien plaisir

    Marie, Marie
    Ecris donc plus souvent
    Marie, Marie
    Au quatorze mille deux cent

    J'travaille à la bibliothèque
    Je m'invente du bon temps
    J'ai pour amis tous les poètes
    Beaudelaire, Chateaubrillant
    Pour nous ici quoi qu 'on en pense
    Ils sont vraiment très gentils
    On a du dessert le dimanche du poisson le vendredi

    Marie, Marie
    Ecris donc plus souvent
    Marie, Marie
    Au quatorze mille deux cent

    À Pâques ou à la mi-carême
    Il reviendra bien le temps
    Ou tu pourras dire je t'aime
    Au quatorze mille deux cent



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    01-07-1969
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    Marie Madeleine
    Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Gilbert Sinoue
    Performer(s): Dalida



    Un homme s'est levé à l'est du soleil
    Un homme s'est levé le monde n'est plus pareil
    À tous les coins des rues
    C'est comme un air de fête
    Des millions d'inconnus vont relever la tête

    Les cloches des églises réveillent les étoiles
    La peur n'est plus de mise au pied des cathédrales
    Sous les yeux étonnés des puissants de la terre
    Un homme est revenu après deux millénaires

    Marie Madeleine lève-toi
    Toi qui l'aimais toi tu le reconnaîtras
    Va sans tarder prévenir tous ses frères
    Jean et Mathieu et surtout Simon-Pierre
    Marie Madeleine réveille-toi
    Tout comme hier il vient te tendre les bras
    Et mettre fin à la folie des rois
    Marie Madeleine souviens-toi

    Un homme s'est levé et soudain dans la nuit
    Le Mont des Oliviers est au cœur de Paris
    Il a mis sans violence à quelques pas de nous
    Par sa seule patience des armées à genoux

    Déjà sur son passage New-York et Betléhem
    Ne sont plus qu'un village le jourdain c'est la seine
    Personne n'y croyait plus à l'homme de Nazareth
    Le voici revenu reprendre sa planète

    Marie Madeleine lève-toi
    Toi qui l'aimais toi tu le reconnaîtras
    Va sans tarder prévenir tous ses frères
    Jean et Mathieu et surtout Simon-Pierre
    Marie Madeleine réveille-toi
    Tout comme hier il vient te tendre les bras
    Et mettre fin à la folie des rois
    Marie Madeleine souviens-toi

    Marie Madeleine réveille-toi
    Toi qui l'attendais depuis longtemps déjà
    Même si la terre à nouveau l'abandonne
    Va retrouver et ton Dieu et ton homme
    Marie Madeleine réveille-toi
    Il est revenu aussi fort qu'autrefois
    Et jamais rien ne te le reprendra
    Marie Madeleine lève-toi

    Marie Madeleine il est là



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    30-06-1969
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    Marie L'orpheline
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Marie l'orpheline
    Marie mon amour
    Contre ma poitrine
    Viens serrer tes jours
    Marie les angoisses
    Marie déchirée
    Sors de ton impasse
    Quand le bonheur veut t'adopter

    Marie l'orpheline
    Marie les tourments
    Laisse sur tes ruines
    Courir le printemps
    Marie la souffrance
    Marie la douleur
    Viens chercher l'enfance
    Au coeur de mon coeur

    Laisse le bonheur
    Allumer tes yeux
    Étouffer ta peur
    Et mettre le feu
    Au fond de ton coeur
    Qui n'a jamais vu le ciel bleu

    Marie sans famille
    Marie délaissée
    Sors de ta coquille
    Chasse tes pensées
    Viens prendre racine
    Là, ou la passion
    Marie l'orpheline
    Veut t'offrir un nom

    Marie l'orpheline
    Marie crucifiée
    En vain tu t'obstines
    A tout refuser
    Marie la misère
    Surtout ne soit pas
    Marie coeur de pierre
    Quand le bonheur te tend les bras

    Marie l'orpheline
    Accepte l'amour
    Pour qu'il t'illumine
    Et fasse qu'un jour
    Marie la détresse
    Devienne pour moi
    Marie la tendresse
    Éperdue de joie

    Lave-toi d'hier
    Laisse-toi sécher
    Par ces soleils clairs
    Par ces vents d'été
    Que d'un coeur ouvert
    L'amour propose tes pensées

    Marie tout commence
    Au jour de demain
    Et notre existence
    Est entre nos mains
    Sans toi j'imagine
    Que je ne suis rien
    Marie l'orpheline
    Qu'un autre orphelin



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    49th Parallel
    Composer(s): Steve Harley
    Performer(s): Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel



    Chorus: think I’ll have lines on my face
    When I get out of this place
    So I guess I’ll be ever so careful
    It wouldn’t help to deny
    I’m well advised to comply
    By the rules or be ever so tearful

    I caught a vulture, he came up behind me
    I put a chain on his claws
    I caught another - been trying to find me
    I slit a vein in his jaws
    Tied the two of them up with guitar-strings (only fed them a bone)
    Grinned and put my hands in my pockets
    To drift away to a land of my own

    Chorus: think I’ll have lines on my face
    When I get out of this place
    So I guess I’ll be ever so careful
    It wouldn’t help to deny
    I’m well advised to comply
    By the rules or be ever so tearful

    We played a game of cowards and heroes
    We lay the rules on the floor
    But then we spoke of flowers and quiros
    It ended up in a draw
    But all the time they were bound and belittled
    I wouldn’t let them go, go, go!
    I only want to use them for skittles
    And drift away to a land of my own

    They were begging over and over
    "if we behave can we feed?"
    Began to throw them piece of clover
    And said; "now count the leaves!"
    I realised it was only a battle
    And went to look for the war (haw! haw!)
    My brains began then to rattle
    And drift away to a land of their own




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    29-06-1969
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    4th July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen;
    The Hollies; Ben E. King



    Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
    Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces
    left stranded on this Fourth of July
    Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers
    so fast so shiny so sharp
    And the wizards play down on Pinball
    Way on the boardwalk way past dark
    And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open
    like Latin lovers along the shore
    Chasin' all them silly New York girls

    Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
    the pier lights our carnival life forever
    Love me tonight for I may never see you again
    hey Sandy girl

    Now the greasers they tramp the streets
    or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night
    Them boys in their spiked high heels
    ah Sandy their skins are so white
    And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades
    bangin' them pleasure machines
    Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk
    where they promise to unsnap their jeans
    And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
    I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
    And that Joey kept me spinnin'
    I didn't think I'd ever get off

    Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
    The pier lights our carnival life on the water
    Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
    Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy

    Sandy the angels have lost their desire for us
    I spoke to `em just last night
    and they said they won't set themselves on fire for us anymore
    Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from heaven
    on their Harleys they come and they go
    And you can see `em dressed like stars
    in all the cheap little seashore bars
    parked making love with their babies out on the Kokomo
    Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie
    for tellin' fortunes better than they do
    This boardwalk life for me is through
    You know you ought to quit this scene too

    Sandy the aurora's rising behind us
    the pier lights our carnival life forever
    Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever




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    28-06-1969
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    Marie La Mer
    Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
    Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



    Marie la Mer
    Au creux d'une vague
    Je t'ai trouvée étrange et belle
    Comme un oiseau de mer

    Marie la Mer
    Le ciel était rouge et les algues étaient d'or
    Comme de longs cheveux ondoyant sur la mer
    Tu m'as souri, Marie la Mer
    Il faisait beau dans tes yeux verts
    Et on s'est regardé, longtemps, longtemps

    Marie la Mer
    Au creux d'une vague
    Je t'ai perdue effarouchée
    Comme un oiseau de mer

    Le temps s'était perdu en mer
    Il faisait beau dans tes yeux verts
    J'ai tendu la main doucement, doucement

    Marie la Mer
    Me pardonneras-tu, je t'attendrai longtemps

    Marie la Mer
    Il pleut sur la plage
    Il pleut pour toujours
    Dans le ciel passent quelques oiseaux de mer



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    4th Time Around
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    Performer(s): Bob Dylan:
    Robyn Hitchcock; Terry Melcher;
    Michel Montecrossa; Chris Whitley



    When she said
    "Don't waste your words, they're just lies"
    I cried she was deaf
    And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
    Then said, "What else you got left?"
    It was then that I got up to leave
    But she said, "Don't forget
    Everybody must give something back
    For something they get"

    I stood there and hummed
    I tapped on her drum and asked her how come
    And she buttoned her boot
    And straightened her suit
    Then she said, "Don't get cute"
    So I forced my hands in my pockets
    And felt with my thumbs
    And gallantly handed her
    My very last piece of gum

    She threw me outside
    I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked
    And after finding I'd
    Forgotten my shirt
    I went back and knocked
    I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
    And I tried to make sense
    Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
    That leaned up against ...

    Her Jamaican rum
    And when she did come, I asked her for some
    She said, "No, dear"
    I said, "Your words aren't clear
    You'd better spit out your gum"
    She screamed till her face got so red
    Then she fell on the floor
    And I covered her up and then
    Thought I'd go look through her drawer

    And, when I was through
    I filled up my shoe
    And brought it to you
    And you, you took me in
    You loved me then
    You didn't waste time
    And I, I never took much
    I never asked for your crutch
    Now don't ask for mine




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    27-06-1969
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    Marie La Française
    Composer(s): Jacques Larue; Philippe Gérard
    Performer(s): Édith Piaf



    Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin
    Pour les filles de mauvaise vie
    Et que la Seine était jolie
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin

    Au fond du vieux Sidney
    Sous le pont du chemin de fer
    On vient de faire son affaire
    À Marie la française
    Faut pas s'en étonner
    Car, avec les matafs
    Dès qu'ils sont un peu pafs
    Vaut mieux planquer son pèse
    Quatre-vingt-cinq dollars
    Ça s' claque un soir de bringue
    Quand on vient d'accoster
    Après deux mois sans femmes
    Ils n' pouvaient pas savoir
    Qu'elle était assez dingue
    De mettre ça d' côté
    Pour revoir Notre-Dame

    Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin
    Pour les filles de mauvaise vie
    Et que la Seine était jolie
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin

    Au cimetière de Sidney
    Un pasteur, en passant
    Marmonne avec dédain
    Une prière anglaise
    Faut pas s'en étonner
    Chez les gens bien pensants
    Tout le monde se fout bien
    De Marie la française
    Seule une petite vieille
    Continuera de croire
    Qu'avec un homme très chic
    Sa fille est mariée
    Et les jours de soleil
    Dans sa rue Rochechouart
    Pensera qu'aux Amériques
    Marie l'a oubliée...

    Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin
    Pour les filles de mauvaise vie
    Et que la Seine était jolie
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin
    Sous le soleil du mois de juin



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    4-Way Street Medley
    Composer(s): Neil Young
    Performer(s): Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young



    He's a perfect stranger
    Like a cross of himself and a fox
    He's a feeling arranger
    And a changer of the ways he talks

    He's the unforseen danger
    The keeper of the key to the locks
    Know when you see him
    Nothing can free him

    Step aside, open wide
    It's the loner

    If you see him in the subway
    He'll be down at the end of the car
    Watching you move
    Until he knows he knows who you are
    When you get off at your station alone
    He'll know that you are

    Know when you see him
    Nothing can free him
    Step aside, open wide...

    I wanna live with a cinnamon girl
    I could be happy
    the rest of my life
    With a cinnamon girl

    A dreamer of pictures
    I run in the night
    You see us together
    chasing the moonlight
    My cinnamon girl

    Ten silver saxes,
    a bass with a bow
    The drummer relaxes
    and waits between shows
    For his cinnamon girl

    A dreamer of pictures
    I run in the night
    You see us together
    chasing the moonlight
    My cinnamon girl...

    Be on my side,
    I'll be on your side, baby
    There is no reason for you to hide
    It's so hard for me
    staying here all alone
    When you could be taking me for a ride

    Yeah, she could drag me
    over the rainbow
    Send me away
    Down by the river
    I shot my baby
    Down by the river
    Dead

    You take my hand
    I'll take your hand
    Together we may get away
    This much madness is
    too much sorrow
    It's impossible to make it today

    Yeah, she could drag me
    over the rainbow
    Send me away
    Down by the river
    I shot my baby
    Down by the river
    Dead

    Be on my side
    I'll be on your side, baby
    There is no reason for you to hide
    It's so hard for me
    staying here all alone
    When you could be taking me
    for a ride




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    26-06-1969
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    Marie From Sunny Italy
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin; M. Nicholson



    Oh, Marie, 'neath the window I'm waiting
    Oh, Marie, please don't be so aggravating
    Can't you see my heart just yearns for you, dear
    With fond affection
    And love that's true, dear
    Meet me while the Summer moon is beaming
    For you and me, the little stars are beaming
    Please come out tonight, my queen
    Can't you hear my mandolin?

    My sweet Marie from sunny Italy
    Oh how I do love you
    Say that you'll love me, love me, too
    Forever more I will be true
    Just say the word and I will marry you
    And then you'll surely be
    My sweet Marie from sunny Italy

    Oh, Marie, I've been waiting so patiently
    Oh, Marie, please come out and I shall happy be
    Raise your window, love, and say you're coming
    The little birds, dear
    Are sweetly humming
    Don't say, "No," my sweet Italian Beauty
    There's not another maiden e'er could suit me
    Come out, love, don't be afraid
    Listen to my serenade



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    5 O'Clock In The Morning
    Composer(s): Village People; Henry Belolo;
    Dennis Frederiksen; Jacques Morali
    Performer(s): Village People



    It's five o'clock in the morning
    the city seems so empty
    As I wander in the streets alone
    It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking
    I don't wanna go to sleep alone

    And now I feel like such a fool because I've broken all the rules
    And I hurt the one who loves me, when I just turned and walked away
    There wasn't much that you could say except to say you really loved me

    It's five o'clock in the morning, my mind's gettin' weary
    As I walk the lonely street again
    It's five o'clock in the morning and I feel very sorry
    'Cause your love I'll never be again

    I guess I'm gonna have to face that I just couldn't run the race
    I always thought I was a winner
    When your love I'm gonna lose, it makes it easier to choose
    Because I'm not a good beginner

    Woh baby (baby), I need your love, oh baby (baby), I want your love
    Oh baby (baby), bring back your love, oh baby, oh baby, oh

    It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is so silent
    Can't you hear the lonely beat of my heart
    It's five o'clock in the morning, this feeling is so helpless
    I can't stop the lonely beat in my heart

    Well I don't know what I should do, so I'll leave it up to you
    Maybe some day you'll forgive me
    So until then I'll play the part of a man with a broken heart
    And hope someday you will free me

    Oh baby (baby), I need your love, oh baby (baby), I want your love
    Oh baby (baby), bring back your love, oh baby, oh baby, oh

    It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so empty
    As I wander in the streets alone
    It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking
    I don't wanna go to sleep alone

    It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so e-empty
    As I wander in the streets alone




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    25-06-1969
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    Marie
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin
    Performer(s): The Bachelors
    and various other artists



    Marie, Marie, Marie

    Marie, the dawn is breaking
    Marie, (ooh, Marie) you'll soon be waking
    To find you heart is aching
    And tears (and tears) will fall (will fall) as you recall
    The moon in all its splendor
    A kiss (ooh, a kiss) so very tender
    The words, "Will you surrender
    To me, (Marie), Marie, (Marie-ee)?"

    Marie, you'll soon be waking
    To find you heart is aching
    And tears (and tears) will fall (will fall) as you recall
    The moon in all its splendor
    A kiss (ooh, a kiss) so very tender
    The words, "Will you surrender
    To me, (Marie), Marie, (Marie) Marie (Marie-ee-ee)?"



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    50,000 Miles Beneath The Brain
    Composer(s): Alvin Lee
    Performer(s): Ten Years After



    I want to know you
    I want to show you
    I want to grow you
    Inside of me
    I want to see you
    I want to free you
    I want to be you
    Inside of me
    Love me 50,000 miles beneath my brain
    Love me 50,000 times and then again

    Can you love me with a thousand eyes?
    Can you see right through my bones?
    Can you kiss me with a thousand lips?
    Can you melt a solid stone?
    Can you hear me from a thousand miles
    When you're screaming at the stars?
    Can you pull me up to Jupiter
    When I'm all hung up on Mars?
    Burn my eyes with your flame
    Let your world spin free
    Let it go, baby
    I'll do the same
    All depends on me
    Let it go
    It's all the same
    What with jewels that you can't see
    Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, babe
    Bring it on home to me...




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    24-06-1969
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    Marie
    Composer(s): Gérald DePalmas
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Oh Marie si tu savais
    Tout le mal que l'on me fait
    Oh Marie si je pouvais
    Dans tes bras nus
    Me reposer

    Est venue mon innocence
    Tu étais pour moi ma dernière chance
    Peu à peu tu disparais
    Malgré mes efforts désespérés

    Et rien ne sera jamais plus pareil
    J'ai vu plus d'horreurs que de merveilles
    Les hommes sont devenus fous à lier
    Je donnerais tout pour oublier

    Oh Marie si tu savais
    Tout le mal que l'on me fait
    Oh Marie si je pouvais
    Dans tes bras nus
    Me reposer

    Et je cours toute la journée
    Sans savoir où je vais
    Dans le bruit dans la fumée
    Je vois des ombres s'entretuer

    Demain ce sera le grand jour
    Il faudra faire preuve de bravoure
    Pour monter au front en première ligne
    Oh marie je t'en prie fais moi un signe

    Allongé dans l'herbe, je m'éveille
    J'ai vu la mort dans son plus simple appareil
    Elle m'a promis des vacances
    Oui la mort m'a promis sa dernière danse

    Oh Marie si tu savais
    Tout le mal que l'on m'a fait
    Oh Marie j'attendrai
    Qu'au ciel tu viennes
    Me retrouver

    Oh Marie j'attendrai
    Qu'au ciel tu viennes
    Me retrouver



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    50,000 Names
    Composer(s): Jamie O'Hara
    Performer(s): George Jones;
    Jamie O'Hara; Robin & Linda Williams



    There's teddy bears and high school rings
    And old photographs that mamas bring
    Of daddies with their young boys playin' ball
    There's combat boots he used to wear
    When he was sent over there
    And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall

    There's cigarettes and cans of beer
    And notes that say: "I miss you dear"
    And children who don't say anything at all
    There's purple hearts and packs of gum
    Fatherless daughters and fatherless sons
    And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall

    They come from all across this land
    In pick-up trucks and mini vans
    Searchin' for a boy from long ago
    They scan the wall and find his name
    The teardrops fall like pourin' rain
    Then silently they leave a gift and go

    There's stars of David and rosary beads
    And crucifixion figurines
    And flowers of all colours large and small
    There's a boy scout badge and a merit pin
    Little American flags wavin' in the wind
    And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall

    50,000 names carved in the wall




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