I'm A Fool To Care
Composer(s): Ted Daffan
First release by: Ted Daffan & his Texans - 1940
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm a fool to care
When you treat me this way
I know I love you
But what can I do

I'm a fool to care
I'm a fool to cry
When you tell me goodbye
You left me so blue
When you were untrue

I'm a fool to care
I know I should laugh
And call it a day
But I know I would cry
If you went away

I'm a fool to care
When you don't care for me
So why should I pretend
I'll lose in the end
I'm a fool to care

I'm a fool to care
When you don't care for me
So why should I pretend
I'll lose in the end
I'm a fool to care

Esto No Es Una Eligía
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Tú me recuerdas el prado de los soñadores
El muro que nos separa del mar, si es de noche
Tú me recuerdas sentada, ciertos sentimientos
Qué nunca se sabe que traen en las alas
Si vivos o muertos, si vivos o muertos

Me quito el rostro y lo doblo encima del pantalón
Si no he de decir tu nombre, si ajeno se esconde
No quiero expresión
Suelen mis ojos tener como impresos sus sueños, risueños

Tú me recuerdas las calles de La Habana Vieja
La Catedral sumergida en su baño de tejas
Tú me recuerdas las cosas, no se, las ventanas
Donde los cantores nocturnos cantaban
Amor a La Habana, amor a La Habana

Esto no es una elegía, ni es un romance, ni un verso
Más bien una acción de gracias
Por darle a mis ansias razón para un beso
Una modesta corona encontrada en la aurora

Tú me recuerdas el mundo de un adolescente
Un seminiño asustado, mirando a la gente
Un ángel interrogado, un sueño acostado
La maldición, la blasfemia de un continente
Y un poco de muerte, y un poco de muerte

I'm A Drifter
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Dolly Parton - 1976



I'm a drifter, a driftin' drifter
Got no place to call my home no more
I'm a wanderer, a wandering wanderer
Got no one to call my own no more
Got no strings to tie me down
Got no cause to hang around
What difference does it make which way i go
Got an empty feelin' down inside
Still i need to stay alive
And who can tell what waits beyond this road
I'm a drifter, a driftin' drifter
Got no one to call my own no more

Got no strings to tie me down
Got no cause to hang around
What difference does it make which way i go
Got an empty feelin' deep inside
Still i need to stay alive
Who can tell what waits beyond this road
I'm a drifter, a driftin' drifter
Got no one to call my own no more

Esto Lo Estoy Tocando Mañana
Composer(s): Pedro Aznar - Jorge Lencina
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar



Esto ya pasó
Está pasando
Pasará
Y no pasó nunca
(Aquí va un mensaje al futuro)
Esto lo estoy tocando mañana

Soñadores sueñen hoy
Que escuchan este grito del pasado
Esto lo estoy tocando mañana

Narración: Julio Cortázar

Que a un señor lo sientan en una silla en un estudio de grabación
y hay un gran silencio y luego sale una voz así como de la nada
una voz que parece ya muerta y del otro lado habrá un día
un señor que comprará el disco y lo escuchará en su casa y será
un poco, también, como si él estuviera muerto cuando lo escucha

Todo es distante y diferente y parece inconciliable, y a la vez
todo se da simultáneamente en este momento, que todavía no
existe para mí y que es, sin embargo, el momento en que usted
escucha estas palabras que yo grabé en el pasado, es decir
en un tiempo que para mí, ahora, es el futuro
Juegos de la imaginación, dirá el señor sensato que nunca
falta entre los locos 
Como si eso fuera a decir algo

I'm A Drifter
Composer(s): Bobby Goldsboro
Performer(s): Bobby Goldsboro



You knew I could not stay for long when you asked me
to come over in the wee hours of the mornin'

I said I could not let the sunrise catch me sleepin'
and that is why I've givin' you fair warnin'

And though you might have loved me like I never ever have been loved before 
your front door is open and I've got to keep on movin'

So I will stay with you a while and then I'll
let my hitch hike thumb take me to where I wanna

Because I've got to keep on searchin' for the dream that I've been seekin'
since I left my home in Oklahoma

And who's to say but that I might not be back tomorrow
if I find there's only sorrow you may see me from your windowsill next mornin'

I'm a drifter and I've seen the rain
I'm a drifter and I've felt the pain, the pain that comes with loneliness
So I drift from town to town searchin' all around
Lookin' for the answer to my sorrow
And if the answer is you then I'll be back tomorrow

Let's make the most of time before the break of day
but don't try to make me stay if I don't want to

Because I've got to keep on searchin' for that dream
and you can't bind me with the simple words I love you

But if I realize the dream that I've been searchin' for 
is waitin' here behind your door
then I'll come back to stay if you still want me to

I'm a drifter and I've seen the rain
I'm a drifter and I've felt the pain the pain that comes with loneliness
So I drift from town to town searchin' all around
Lookin for the answer to my sorrow
And if the answer is you then I'll be back tomorrow

I'm a drifter and I've seen the rain
I'm a drifter and I've felt the pain the pain that comes with loneliness
So I drift from town to town searchin' all around
Lookin for the answer to my sorrow
And if the answer is you then I'll be back tomorrow

I'm a drifter …

Esto Es Vida
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Quedamos solos en este sillón
todos se fueron hasta su lugar
sobre la mesa un cigarrillo
va soltando sus anillos…
mientras flota una canción

Y me alucina la tranquilidad
de esos ojitos a medio cerrar
cuando aún se quedan en mi oído
las risas de los amigos
como un disco sin final…

Allá voy… Allá voy

Y en un segundo el amanecer
despertará el calor… allá voy
silencio en la ciudad
atrás del ventanal…
que bueno estar así
sin más…

Y nos dijimos todo sin hablar
y compartimos la curiosidad
con un temblor en las rodillas
desafiamos la rutina
en el brazo del sofá…

Y despertamos 20 años después
con unos chicos trayendo café
"Papá me invitan a una fiesta
necesito una respuesta
antes que me den las seis"

Allá voy… Allá voy

Silencio en la ciudad
atrás del ventanal
que bueno estar así
sin más… Allá voy…

I'm A Dreamer That's Chasing Bubbles
Composer(s): George A. Little; Frank Magine



Dreams of my heart you're a wonderful dream
Although you never come true 
But still I cherish in fond memory
The hours I spent with you

Dream of my heart if you would but come true 
I'd see the sunshine again 
But dear it seems I'll forever be blue
My heart's always filled with pain

I'm a dreamer that's chasing Bubbles
and the world knows that I'm in love 
I have wandered along still I drift alone 
While I look at the sky above
And I beg every star just to guide me 
Where each one in love should go
But I dream and the world's like a bubble 
When it breaks, no one knows where it goes

Este Mundo Va
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé - M. Grilli
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



El tiempo pasa y no de largo
y hay quien no se entera que
somos los mismos envueltos en novedad
Me dices: "Cambias.. sin embargo
tu entusiasmo sigue ahí
no me has preguntado si me da igual o no
Oh! No

Amor, te escribo y soy testigo
de lo que se pierde y voy
a acostumbrarme aunque me cueste...

Dáme al menos tiempo y que respire
no es un arte fácil prometer
dáme al menos tiempo de despedirme

Porque en un mundo que va
a la velocidad del rayo
aguanto el vuelo más si me agarro de tu mano
acompáñame hasta donde pueda llegar
en este mundo que va 
como la luz del pensamiento
el mérito está en no quedarme en el intento
y aunque no lo quiera ¿Que duda cabe ya? 
Que este mundo va

Me primavero y me otoño
me estío y me invierno
me adapto con seriedad...
Dáme al menos dos oportunidades
y tus ojos me verán crecer
dáme al menos un par de posibilidades...

I'm A Ding Dong Daddy (From Dumas)
Composer(s): Phil Baxter
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong
and multiple other artists



Now, I know all, you all don't know who I is
Because I just got here today
My hometown is a little town
Way down Dixie way

Now, everybody down there from miles around
All calls me by my name
Now that I'm up here
In your big city
I sure wish you'd all do the same

Because I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
And you oughtta see me do my stuff
Why, I'm a clean cut fella
From Hohner's Corner
Ooh, you oughtta see me strut

I'm a paper cuttin' cutie
Got a gal called, Katy
She's a little, heavy lady
And I call her baby

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
And you oughtta see me do my stuff
Yes, a ding dong daddy from Dumas
And you oughtta see me do my stuff

I'm a ping pong papa from Pitchfork Prairie
Oughtta see me strut

I'm a ding dong daddy
Got a whiz bang mama
She's a Bear Creek baby
And a whompous kitty

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
And you oughtta see me do my stuff

Just a ding dong daddy from Dumas
Ooh, you oughtta see me do my stuff

I'm a cornpone popper
And an apple knocker
You oughtta see me strut
I'm a momma lovin' man
And I just left Mary
She's a big blonde baby
From Peanut Prairie

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas now
And you oughtta see me do my stuff

Just a rinky dinky daddy from the Dumas
Who you'll see me doin' my stuff

I'm a peach pie papa
From Jackson's Holla
Ah, you oughtta see me strut

I'm a honey drippin' daddy
Got a hard-hearted baby
She's a sheep shakin' Sheba
And hallelujah!

I'm a ding dong daddy from Dumas
And you oughtta see me strut!

Est-Ce Que Tu Me Veux Encore?
Composer(s): Gildas Arzel
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



C'est presque rien mais c'est un signe
Le plus humain le plus fragile
Ou bien la chance ou bien la guigne
Juste une question pour toi très facile

Tu es bien trop belle et trop fine
Pour être vraiment si docile
Tu triches bien je te devine
Juste un mot à dire, ainsi soit-il

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Assez fort
Est-ce que tu me veux, mon âme
Mon amour et mon corps
Est-ce que tu me veux encore

C'est presque rien mais je m'en vais
Pour un soupir de lassitude
Tu ne me comprendras jamais
Pour moi c'est comme une habitude

Je rêve encore l'amour entier
Sans l'addition de solitude
Je ne sais rien vivre à moitié
Pour moi c'est la seule certitude

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Assez fort
Est-ce que tu me veux, mon âme
Mon amour et mon corps
Est-ce que tu me veux encore

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Assez fort
Est-ce que tu me veux, mon âme
Mon amour et mon corps
Est-ce que tu me veux encore

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Assez fort
Est-ce que tu me veux
Mes drames, mes remords et mes torts
Crie-moi si tu m'aimes encore

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Assez fort
Est-ce que tu me veux
Mon âme, encore et encore
Quand l'amour est plus d'accord

Est-ce que tu me veux encore
Quand tu t'en vas quand tu dors
Quand la vie nous décolore
Est-ce que tu me veux encore

I'm A Caterpillar Of Society (Not A Social Butterfly)
From "Who Killed Cock Robin?" (1979)
Composer(s): Peter Wesley-Smith; Martin Wesley-Smith



I'm a Caterpillar of Society
Not a Social Butterfly
I can run, jump, fight, wheel a barrow, ride a bike
Let me explain the reason why
I have a very healthy appetite
And I eat up all my greens
Such as cabbage, lettuce, peas and celery
Cucumbers and beans
Here I go:
Munch, crunch, ah, delicious!
Chomp chomp and so nutritious!
Munch crunch
Here's a bean about to be a has-been
In you go!
You see, it's succulently juicy, ah, magnifico!
See the dribble - it only takes a nibble
I'm red, black and yellow
A fine-looking fellow
All because I eat my greens

I'm a Caterpillar of Variety
I can juggle and sing and joke
As well as run, jump, fight, wheel a barrow, ride a bike
I am a clever kind of bloke
As a dancer I am dynamite
When I don my dancing shoes
I can disco, tango, jive and rock'n'roll
Just read my reviews
Here I go
It's a beautiful waltz on tippy-toe!
It's beautiful schmaltz, what a show!
I can do somersaults, magnifico!
I can tap, I'm a clever kind of chap!
I'm red, black and yellow
A fine-looking fellow
All because I eat my greens

I'm a Caterpillar of Anxiety
For I am hunted like a thief
Though I can run, jump, fight, wheel a barrow, ride a bike
I have to hide beneath a leaf
It's because I'm so delectable
All the birds want me to eat
I have to watch out - Slurp!!

In fact he was a Caterpillar of Adversity
He was getting iller ev'ry day
No longer could he run, jump, fight, wheel a barrow, ride a bike
For him the skies were always grey
It was because of all the pesticides
That were sprayed on all his greens
Such as DDE, DDA, DDD, and DDT ...

Est-Ce Que Tu Le Sais?
((Adapted from: What'd I Say (Ray Charles) - 1959))
Composer(s): Ray Charles - Pierre Saka - Daniel Hortis
Performer(s): Sylvia Vartan - 1962



Regarde un peu ce beau garçon
Je voudrais bien connaître son nom
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi

Crois-tu qu'il m'a remarquée?
Crois-tu qu'il voudrait m'embrasser?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi

Pourrais-tu m'expliquer?
On dirait qu'il ne m'a pas remarquée
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi

Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi
Oui est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi

Que faut-il faire dans la vie
Pour dénicher un joli mari
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi

Est-ce que tu les sais?
Est-ce que tu les sais?
Dis-moi
Oui est-ce que tu le sais?

I'm A Boy
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
and multiple other artists



One girl was called Jean Marie
Another little girl was Felicity
Another little girl was Sally Joy
The other was me, and I'm a boy

My name is Bill, and I'm a head case
They practice making up on my face
Yeah, I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear
Spend evenings taking hairpins from my hair

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But if I say I am, I get it

Put your frock on, Jean Marie
Plait your hair, Felicity
Paint your nails, little Sally Joy
Put this wig on, little boy

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But if I say I am, I get it

Want to play cricket on the green
Ride my bike across the street
Cut myself and see my blood
Want to come home all covered in mud

I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But my ma won't admit it
I'm a boy, I'm a boy
But if I say I am, I get it

Est-Ce Que Mon Cheval Est Une Moto?
Composer(s): Nino Ferrer
Performer(s): Nino Ferrer



Ma jument c'est comme une moto
On s'incline dans les virages
On déferle comme un orage
Et le claquement des sabots

C'est le bruit que fait un gros cube
Quand on le lance à plein tube
Et qu'on file au triple galop
Et qu'on file au triple galop

Ses flancs frémissent entre mes cuisses
Au doux vertige de la vitesse
Et je sens qu'entre nous se glisse
Une harmonie lisse et complice

Ma moto elle est comme un cheval
Elle vibre, bel animal
Elle ronronne de plaisir
Je la caresse et on se tire

Et je talonne avec tendresse
Le rapport du changement de vitesse
En me couchant sur l'encolure
De mon bolide à pleine allure

Down In The Meadow
Composer(s): Lionel Newman - Ken Darby
Performer(s): Marilyn Monroe



When Mr South Wind sighs in the pines
old Mr Winter whimpers and whines
Down in the meadow, under the snow
April is teaching green things to grow
When Mr West Wind howls in a glade
old Mr Summer nods in the shade
Down in the meadow, deep in the brook
catfish are waiting for the hook
Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
scarecrow is waving at the moon
Old Mr Moon makes hearts everywhere go bump, bump
with the magic of June
When Mr East Wind shouts over head
then all the leaves turn yellow and red
Down in the meadow corn stocks are high
pumpkins are ripe and ready for pie
Old Lady Blackbird flirts with the scarecrow
scarecrow's waving at the Moon
Old Mr Moon makes hearts everywhere go bump-bump
with the magic of June
When Mr North Wind rolls on the breeze
old father Christmas trims over trees
Down in the meadow snow shoftly gleams
earth goes to sleep and smiles in her dreams

Est-Ce Par Hasard
((Adapted from: Let's Fall In Love (by Art Jarrett) - 1933))
Composer(s): Harold Arlen - Ted Koehler - Patrick Loiseau
Performer(s): Dave - 1977



Est-ce par hasard si j'ai suivi une étoile
Qui m'a conduit cette nuit jusqu'ici
Où tu te trouves aussi
Est-ce par hasard si j'ai croisé ton regard
Pourrais-tu m'expliquer pourquoi ce soir
Va se jouer ma vie
Qui a guidé nos pas dans l'ombre?
Mais qui a tout fait pour que l'on se rencontre?

Est-ce par hasard si cette nuit une étoile
Brille au-dessus de nous comme un espoir
Est-ce par hasard?

Est-ce par hasard s'il a le cœur qui s'égare
Si ce n'est pas le hasard c'est la chance
Laissons-la nous sourire
Est-ce par hasard si les violons jouent ce soir
Cet air ancien qui revient de si loin
Du fond de ma mémoire
Qui nous a mené l'un vers l'autre?
Surpris on se découvre faits l'un pour l'autre

Est-ce par hasard si cette nuit une étoile
Brille au-dessus de nous comme un espoir
Est-ce par hasard?

I'm A Big Girl Now
Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Milton Drake; Jerry Livingston
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye; Gertrude Niesen



Me and my childhood sweetheart
Have come to the parting of the ways
He still treats me like he did 
In our baby days
I'm a little bit older 
And a little bit bolder
Since both of us were three
I'm a little more padded 
Something new has been added
He oughtta take one good look at me ....

I'm a big girl now
I wanna be daring like a big girl now
When daddy tells those certain jokes it isn't fair
He tells me I'm too young and makes me take the air
But I could tell a couple that would curl his hair
I'm a big girl now

I'm a big girl now
I wanna be handled like a big girl now
I'm tired of being babied like a kid of three
I'm tired of having chaperones to follow me
I wanna have some secrets in my diary
I'm a big girl now

I'm a big girl now
I wanna be cuddled like a big girl now
I'm through with going to movies with my Uncle Tim
Through with going to picnics with my old Aunt Min
I wanna go to Mexico with ... you know him
I'm a big girl now

I'm a big girl now
I wanna be wanted like a big girl now
I'm tired of staying home each evening after dark
Tired of being dynamite without a spark
I wanna learn what fellows do in Central Park
I'm a big girl now 

Maar Met Jou
Composer(s): Garvarentz; 
Charles Aznavour; Jimmy Frey
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey


Maar met jou
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou, met jou, zo is het nooit geweest
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou 

In 't leven gaat het niet altijd zoals men wil
En soms denkt men 't geluk is niet voor mij
Maar sinds die zomerdag
Toen ik zei met een lach
Maar met jou
Ja met jou
Vaak stond ik op
En dacht wat wordt het nu vandaag
Een dag vol hoop of wordt alles weer grijs
Maar toen viel ik op jou
Alles veranderde gauw
En een heerlijk gevoel van geluk
Kwam in mij 

Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou, met jou, zo is het nooit geweest
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou 

Een slechte dag op school op 't werk of waar dan ook
Het kan niet altijd feest of zondag zijn
Maar te weten dat jij straks weer bij me zal zijn
Maar met jou, ja met jou
Als na de nacht vol passie en ook tederheid
De ochtend komt die ons naar het afscheid leidt
Blijf ik denken aan jou, blijf ik houden van jou
Met een heerlijk gevoel van geluk zing ik nu 

Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou, met jou, zo is het nooit geweest
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Maar met jou 

Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou, met jou, zo is het nooit geweest
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou 

Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou, met jou, zo is het nooit geweest
Maar met jou, met jou is leven als een feest
Ja met jou
Alleen met jou

One Silver Dollar
Composer(s): Lionel Newman; Ken Darby
Performer(s): Marilyn Monroe; Hal Schaefer; Vaya Con Dios



One silver dollar, bright silver dollar
changing hands, changing hands
Endlessly rollin', wasted or stolen
changing hands, changing hands
Spent for a beer he's drinking
won by a gambler's lust
pierced by an outlaw's bullet
and rusted in the blood red dust
One silver dollar, worn silver dollar
changing hands, changing hands
love is a shining dollar
bright as a Church bell's chime
gambled and spent and wasted
and lost in a dart of time
One silver dollar, worn silver dollar
changing hearts, changing lives
changing hands

Ma, I Miss Your Apple Pie
Composer(s):
John Jacob Loeb; Carmen Lombardo
Performer(s): The Jesters;
and various other artists


Ma, I miss your apple pie
Ma, I miss your stew
Ma, they're treating me alright
But they can't cook like you

Oh, Ma, nobody's spoiling me
Like you used to do
They won't let me stay in bed until noon
At five-forty-five they play me a tune
Oh, Ma, I miss your apple pie
And by the way, I miss you too