Marie-Jeanne
English Title: Ode To Billie Joe
Composer(s): Bobbie Gentry; J.M. Rivat; F.T. Thomas
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
(Originally performed by: Bobbie Gentry)



C'était le quatre juin, le soleil tapait depuis le matin
Je m'occupais de la vigne et mon frère chargeait le foin
Et l'heure du déjeuner venue, on est retourné à la maison
Et notre mère a crié de la cuisine: "Essuyez vos pieds sur l'paillasson"
Puis elle nous dit qu'elle avait des nouvelles de Bourg-les-Essonnes
Ce matin Marie-Jeanne Guillaume s'est jetée du pont de la Garonne

Et mon père dit à ma mère en nous passant le plat de gratin 
"La Marie-Jeanne, elle n'était pas très maligne, passe-moi donc le pain
Y a bien encore deux hectares à labourer dans le champ de la canne"
Et maman dit: "Tu vois, quand j'y pense, c'est quand même bête pour cette pauvre Marie-Jeanne
On dirait qu'il n'arrive jamais rien de bon à Bourg-les-Essonnes
Et voilà qu'Marie-Jeanne Guillaume va s'jeter du pont de la Garonne"

Et mon frère dit qu'il se souvenait quand lui et moi et le grand Nicolas
On avait mis une grenouille dans le dos de Marie-Jeanne un soir au cinéma
Et il me dit: "Tu te rappelles, tu lui parlais ce dimanche près de l'église
Donne-moi encore un peu de vin, c'est bien injuste la vie
Dire que j'l'ai vue à la scierie hier à Bourg-les-Essonnes
Et qu'aujourd'hui Marie-Jeanne s'est jetée du pont de la Garonne"

Maman m'a dit enfin: "Mon grand, tu n'as pas beaucoup d'appétit
J'ai cuisiné tout ce matin, et tu n'as rien touché, tu n'as rien pris
Dis-moi, la sœur de ce jeune curé est passée en auto
Elle m'a dit qu'elle viendrait dimanche à dîner... oh! et à propos
Elle dit qu'elle a vu un garçon qui t'ressemblait à Bourg-les-Essonnes
Et lui et Marie-Jeanne jetaient quelque chose du pont de la Garonne"

Toute une année est passée, on ne parle plus du tout de Marie-Jeanne
Mon frère qui s'est marié a pris un magasin avec sa femme
La grippe est venue par chez nous et mon père en est mort en janvier
Depuis maman n'a plus envie de faire grand-chose, elle est toujours fatiguée
Et moi, de temps en temps j'vais ramasser quelques fleurs du côté des Essonnes
Et je les jette dans les eaux boueuses du haut du pont de la Garonne

99 Pounds
Composer(s): Jeff Barry
Performer(s): The Monkees


I tell ya she's a heart breaker
And you can't tell me she ain't
There's a little devil in her
Under all that powder and paint
And she can hang you up every night
And get you so uptight
She's 99 pounds, I said 99 pounds
She's 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite

I tell you half a ton of sugar
Ain't half as sweet as her
She can change and rearrange you
Till you can't tell what you were
And it don't even pay to fight
'Cause she don't know wrong from right
She's 99 pounds, I said 99 pounds
She's 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite

And she may look like an angel
But she's made out of TNT
She's a little bitty babe of explosivity
Yeah but when she holds you tight
She's some kind of outa sight
She's 99 pounds, I said 99 pounds
I said 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite
I said 99 pounds, I said 99 pounds

Marie-Ange
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



C'était ton pas que j'avais entendu
C'était bien toi, cette ombre vague
Entr'aperçue dans notre rue
Te voilà revenue et tu vois bien
Que je t'ai attendue
J'étais certain de toi
Je savais que tôt ou tard
Envers et contre tout espoir
J'allais enfin te revoir

Marie-Ange
Tu as l'air fatigué
Viens m'embrasser
Ne dis rien, ne parle pas
De ce voyage
D'où tu reviens les yeux changés
Que ton cœur a dû naufragé
Tout ça, tu vas l'oublier

Marie-Ange
On s'éloigne de l'enfer
On va s'aimer à la lumière
De la vie familière
Marie-Ange
C'est bon de revoir ton sourire
Imaginer notre avenir
Pour le meilleur et pour le pire

Répose-toi, veux-tu manger un peu
Ne pleure pas, je n'aime pas ça
Quand il pleut dans tes yeux
Tu vas retrouver ta maison
Et lui redonner sa raison
Pour retrouver le temps long

Marie-Ange
On s'éloigne de l'enfer
On va s'aimer à la lumière
De la vie familière
Marie-Ange
C'est bon de revoir ton sourire
Imaginer notre avenir
Pour le meilleur et pour le pire

Si ton cœur a dû naufrager
Tout ça, tu vas l'oublier
Marie-Ange
On s'éloigne de l'enfer
On va s'aimer à la lumière
De la vie familière

99 Year Blues
Composer(s):
Julius Daniels; Jorma Kaukonen
Performer(s): Hot Tuna; Jim Keswkin


Well now give me my pistol man
and three round balls
I'm gonna shoot everybody
that I don't like at all
Like at all, Like at all
Like at all, Like at all

Gotta .38 special man and .45 frame
You know the thing don't miss 'cause I got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim
Got dead aim, got dead aim

Well the world is a drag and my friends can't vote
Gonna make me a connection and score some dope
Go get high, go get high
Go get high, go get high

Marie, Quand Tu T'en Vas
Italian Title: Maria Che Se Ne Va
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gilbert Bécaud



Marie quand tu t'en vas
Tous mes soleils se cachent
Et mon ciel s'obscurcit
Les ombres font des taches
Sur les murs de mes nuits
Marie quand tu t'en vas
Les cours d' eaux se tarissent
L'oiseau quitte son nid
Les bourgeons dépérissent
Avant d' avoir fleuri
Marie, Marie quand tu t'en vas

Marie quand tu t'en vas
Tout vieillit en mon être
Et je meurs mille vies
Derrière ma fenêtre
À te voir avec lui

Marie quand tu t'en vas
Dans la longue voiture
Blanche décapotée
Pour vivre l'aventure
En me laissant crever
Marie, Marie quand tu t'en vas

Marie quand tu reviens
Avec ton maquillage
Qui coule par endroit
Des plis à ton corsage
Jambes nues sans tes bas

Marie quand tu reviens
Insouciante et sans honte
Je fais celui qui croit
Tout ce que tu racontes
J'ai trop peur qu'une fois
Marie, Marie
Tu ne reviennes pas
Marie quand tu t'en vas

99 Years (And One Dark Day)
Composer(s): Jesse Fuller
Performer(s): Jesse Fuller


This here is a song about life in prison
It's called 99 years and one dark day
The ninety-nine years
are the years you're in the prison
And the one dark day is the day you die
And it's too bad for you ......

I commited a crime many years ago
I shot my woman with a forty-four
She had another man, wasn't in my head
I've got ninety-nine years and one dark day

I've been in prison twenty years or more
Shot my woman with a forty-four
I'll be here until my dyin' day
I've got ninety-nine years and one dark day

Food is bad and the beds are hard
I spend all day breakin' rocks in the yard
Where there ain't no change, gonna stay that way
I've got ninety-nine years and one dark day

Ain't no singer that can sing a song
To convince this warden that I ain't wrong
His mind's made up--it's gonna stay that way
I've got ninety-nine years and one dark day

Never learned to read, never learned to write
My whole life has been one big fight
I never heard about the righteous way
I've got ninety-nine years and one dark day

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

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 ...

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 ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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