Sailing
Composer(s): Christopher Cross
First release by: Christopher Cross - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, it's not far down to paradise, at least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away and find tranquility
Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see
Believe me

It's not far to never-never land, no reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy of innocence again
Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see
Believe me

Sailing takes me away to where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

Fantasy, it gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie, every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me?

Sailing takes me away to where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

Well it's not far back to sanity, at least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away and find serenity
Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see
Believe me

Sailing takes me away to where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

Pa' Trabajar
Composer(s): Fito Páez
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto


El alma hace al cuerpo 
El cuerpo al hombre 
La lengua a sus palabras 
Y así arruinamos todo de un principio 
Sin querer decirnos nada 
Jugamos a agitar las multitudes 
En las plazas y en los barrios 
Habrá que afiliarse a algún partido 
Como comprar ciertos diarios 
Si bien debemos empezar de nuevo 
Aprendamos del pasado ...
El lobo siempre se come al cordero 
Si éste se queda sentado 
El hombre es el espejo de sus actos 
No importa, las lágrimas húmedas se secarán 
Tejiendo en el mañana una sonrisa 
Que ayude pa' trabajar 
Que ayude pa' trabajar
Hoy somos como un árbol en invierno 
Desprovisto de hojas verdes 
Hoy somos el futuro acumulado 
En la verede de enfrente
Hoy somos el fruto de la cosecha
La semilla adolecente 
Tenemos una casa tan, tan grande 
Y cada uno en su kiosco
A ver si un día de estos la miramos 
Para ver si no es de otro 
A ver si un día de estos la miramos 
Nos veremos a nosotros 
El hombre es espejo ...

Sailin' Shoes
Composer(s): Lowell George
First release by: Little Feat - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



There's a lady in a turban
In a cocaine tree
And she does a dance so rhythmically
There's a crying and a singing
Wouldn't have any time
But don't that cocaine tree look fine

But you gotta put on your sailin' shoes
Put on your sailin' shoes
Everyone will start to cheer
When you put on your sailin' shoes

Girl doctor doctor
I feel so bad
This is the worst day I've ever had
Said happiness and misery
Misery very long time
Coz if you if I lay you on the line

But you gotta put on your sailin' shoes
Put on your sailin' shoes
Everyone will hip hooray
When you put on your sailin' shoes

Jedidah
He's got a dime
says he catches more fish every time
Well I've gotta line
If you've got a pole
Well I'll meet you at the fishing hole

But you gotta put on your sailin' shoes
Put on your sailin' shoes
Everyone will start to cheer
When you put on your sailin' shoes

Said, everyone put on
Put on your sailin' shoes

Pa' Todo El Año
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez;
and various other artists


Por tu amor que tanto quiero
Y tanto extraño
Que me sirvan otra copa y muchas mas
Que me sirvan de una vez pa' todo el año
Que me pienso seriamente enborrachar

Si te cuentan que vieron muy borracho
Orgullosamente diles que es por ti
Porque yo tendre el valor de no negarlo
Gritare que por tu amor me estoy matando
Y sabran que por tus besos me perdi

Para de hoy en adelante
Ya el amor no me interesa
Cantare por todo el mundo
Mi dolor y mi tristeza

Porque se que de este golpe
Ya no voy a levantarme
Y aunque yo no lo quisiera
Voy a morirme de amor ...

Porque yo tendre el valor de no negarlo ...

Sailin' Home
Composer(s): Nockovic; Parfitt; Tucakovic
Performer(s): Demis Roussos



Sailin' home across the ocean
Sailin' home, we're goin' to be free
Down below the crew's in motion
To defy the violence of the sea
Feelin' young, feelin' strong
At the height of the fight
So nothin' can go wrong
We know we always wanna be fightin' the sea

The giant waves are rollin' higher
It's gonna be a cold and rainy night
The hands on deck are raw and tired
Prayin' for a sign of distant light
Feelin' young and feelin' strong
And the might of the night
Is pounding dark and long
We know we always wanna be fightin' the sea

But there's the light and there's the fire
The harbour quay shines dimly on the shore
We can see the steeple's spire
And now we know we won the fight once more
Feelin' young and feelin' strong
And tonight came out right
Tomorrow could be wrong
We know we always wanna be fightin' the sea

So young, so strong, so hard and long
Feeling young and feeling strong
And tonight came out right
But tomorrow could be wrong
We know we always wanna be fightin' the sea
(Sailing home across the ocean)
(Sailing home, going to be free) Going to be free
(So young, so hard, so hard ...)

På Söndag
English Title: On Sunday
Composer(s): Stig Olin
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog & Christian
(with Michael B. Tretow)


Det glada som hänt
Den lycka vi känt
Beror på att ``söcken''
Till helgdag blir vänt!
På söndag, på söndag, på söndag!

Oh, vi går genom staden
Av blommor och sten
Och tar promenaden
Igenom allén
Sen åker vi väl
I en karusell
Vi önskar det aldrig den dagen blev kväll!
Oh, vi önskar, vi önskar vareviga dag
Var söndag, var söndag, var söndag

En ballong! (Det har vi inte råd med)
En ballong! (Nej jag har inga pengar)
Låt'en få en ballong, en enda gång!
Oh, vareviga da'
Vi ville det va'
På söndag, på söndag, på söndag

Jag viskar ett ord
Och middan är gjord
På värdshuset väntar
Bord, duka dig bord!
På söndag, på söndag, på söndag!

Oh, så blir det assietter
Och vin i karaff
Sallad och kotletter
Och Biff à la Paff
Men på Gröna Lund
Vi går om en stund
Och sedan berättar jag allt för John Blund
Oh, vi önskar, vi önskar vareviga dag
Var söndag, var söndag, var söndag

Mera glass! (Nej nu får det vara nog)
Mera glass! (Du får ont i magen då)
Låt'en få mera glass i stora lass!
Oh, vareviga da'
Vi ville det va'
På söndag, på söndag, på söndag

På söndag, på söndag, på söndag ...

Sail On White Moon
Composer(s): Johnny Bristol
Performer(s): Boz Scaggs



Your world was not the kind
I ever thought I’d find
Myself to be a part of
Oh, but here I stand
In the middle of a foreign land
A stranger with love in his heart

Mmmmm, for love has no eyes
It comes in no disguise
It’s free for those who want to share

And I’ve chosen you to be mine
So girl let’s not waste no time
Let’s not worry ‘bout what they say
Let’s take care of what is ours today

Sail on white moon
Across the dark and starry sky
Sail on white moon
Our love won’t die

But girl you must realize
There be a difference in our lives
We’re gonna be rejected
Oh, but that’s to be expected

Sail on white moon
Across the dark and starry sky
Sail on white moon
Across the dark and starry sky

P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)
Composer(s): James Ingram; Quincy Jones
Performer(s): Michael Jackson;
Mark Arneson; Jay-Kid


Where did you come from lady
And ooh won't you take me there
Right away won't you baby
Tenderoni you've got to be
Spark my nature
Sugar fly with me

Don't you know now
Is the perfect time
We can make it right
Hit the city lights
Then tonight ease the lovin' pain
Let me take you to the max

I wanna love you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
And I'll take you there

I wanna love you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
I'll take you there

Anywhere you wanna go

Nothin' can stop this burnin'
Desire to be with you
Gotta get to you baby
Won't you come, it's emergency
Cool my fire yearnin'
Honey, come set me free

Don't you know now is the perfect time
We can dim the lights
Just to make it right
In the night
Hit the lovin' spot
I'll give you all I've got

I wanna love you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take you there

I wanna love you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
I'll take you there

I wanna love you (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
I'll take you there

Pretty young things, repeat after me
(Michael) I said na na na
(P.Y.T.'S) na na na
(Michael) I said na na na na
(P.Y.T.'s) na na na na
(Michael) I said na na na
(P.Y.T.'s) na na na
(Michael) na na na na na
(P.Y.T.'s) na na na na na
(Michael) I wanna take you there

Sail On Sailor
Composer(s): Tandyn Almer; Ray Kennedy; Van Dyke Parks; Jack Rieley; Brian Wilson
Performer(s): The Beach Boys
and multiple other artists



I sailed an ocean, unsettled ocean
Through restful waters and deep commotion
Often frightened, unenlightened
Sail on, sail on sailor 

I wrest the waters, fight Neptune's waters
Sail through the sorrows of life's marauders
Unrepenting, often empty
Sail on, sail on sailor 

Caught like a sewer rat alone but I sail
Bought like a crust of bread, but oh do I wail 

Seldom stumble, never crumble
Try to tumble, life's a rumble
Feel the stinging I've been given
Never ending, unrelenting
Heartbreak searing, always fearing
Never caring, persevering
Sail on, sail on, sailor 

I work the seaways, the gale-swept seaways
Past shipwrecked daughters of wicked waters
Uninspired, drenched and tired
Wail on, wail on, sailor 

Always needing, even bleeding
Never feeding all my feelings
Damn the thunder, must I blunder
There's no wonder all I'm under
Stop the crying and the lying
And the sighing and my dying 

Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor
Sail on, sail on sailor

P ... De Toi
Composer(s): Jean Bertola
Performer(s): Georges Brassens


En ce temps-là, je vivais dans la lune
Les bonheurs d'ici-bas
m'étaient tous défendus
Je semais des violettes et chantais pour des prunes
Et tendais la patte aux chats perdus

Ah ah ah ah putain de toi
Ah ah ah ah ah ah pauvre de moi

Un soir de pluie v'là qu'on gratte à ma porte
Je m'empresse d'ouvrir, sans doute un nouveau chat
Nom de dieu l'beau félin que l'orage m'apporte
C'était toi, c'était toi, c'était toi

Les yeux fendus et couleur pistache
T'as posé sur mon cœur ta patte de velours
Fort heureus'ment pour moi t'avais pas de moustache
Et ta vertu ne pesait pas trop lourd

Au quatre coins de ma vie de bohème
T'as prom'né, t'as prom'né le feu de tes vingt ans
Et pour moi, pour mes chats, pour mes fleurs, mes poèmes
C'était toi la pluie et le beau temps

Mais le temps passe et fauche à l'aveuglette
Notre amour mûrissait à peine que déjà
Tu brûlais mes chansons, crachais sur mes viollettes
Et faisais des misères à mes chats

Le comble enfin, misérable salope
Comme il n'restait plus rien dans le garde-manger
T'as couru sans vergogne, et pour une escalope
Te jeter dans le lit du boucher

C'était fini, t'avais passé les bornes
Et, r'nonçant aux amours frivoles d'ici-bas
J'suis r'monté dans la lune en emportant mes cornes
Mes chansons, et mes fleurs, et mes chats

Sail On
Composer(s): Lionel Richie
First release by: The Commodores - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



Sail on down the line
'Bout a half a mile or so
And a don't really wanna know a
Where you're goin'
Maybe once or twice you see
Time after time I tried-a to
To hold on to what we got
But a now you're goin'
And I don't mind
About the things you're gonna say Lord
I gave all my money, and my time
I know it's a shame
But I'm givin you back your name
Yeah, yeah
Yes I'll be on my way
I won't be back to stay
I guess I'll move along
I'm lookin' for a good time
Sail on down the line
Ain't it funny how time can gon on-a
friends say they told me so
But it doesn't matter
It was plain to see that a small town boy like me
Just-a wasn't your cup of tea
It was wishful thinkin'
I gave you my heart and I tried to make you happy
And you gave me nothin' in return
You know, it ain't so hard to say
Would you please just go away
Yeah, yeah
I've thrown away the blue
I'm tired of being used
I want everyone to know
I'm lookin' for a good time
Good time, yeah.
Sail on down the line
Ain't it funny how time can gon on-a
friends say they told me so
But it doesn't matter
It was plain to see that a small town boy like me
Just-a wasn't your cup of tea
It was wishful thinkin'
I gave you my heart and I tried to make you happy
And you gave me nothin' in return
You know, it ain't so hard to say
Would you please just go away
Yeah, yeah
Got nothin' else to lose
I'm tired of being used
I want everyone to know
I'm lookin' for a good time
Good time, yeah
Whoa oh
Sail on, honey
Good times never felt so good
Sail on sugar
Good times never felt so good
Sail on

I Took My Harp To A Party
Composer(s): Noel Gay; Desmond Carter
Performer(s): Gracie Fields; Billy Cotton



Christmas is coming, Christmas is coming
Christmas is coming again
But that never thrills me, the thought of it chills me
I tell you it fills me with pain
It makes me remember a Christmas gone by
When I was extremely upset
A night in December, an evening that I
Would very much rather forget

For I took me harp to a party
But nobody asked me to play
The others were jolly and hearty
But I wasn't feeling so gay
They might have said, "Play us a tune we can sing"
But somehow I don't think they noticed the thing
I took me harp to a party
But nobody asked me to play
So... I took the darned thing away!

They asked Mrs. Morgan to play her mouth-organ
And somebody else did a dance
They Let Mrs. Carter perform a sonata
But I wasn't given a chance
A north country person called Sandy McPherson
Played bagpipes and took off his coat
While both the Miss Fawcetts bust out of their corsets
In trying to take a top note

But I took me harp to a party
Nobody asked me to play
The others were jolly and hearty
But I wasn't feeling so gay
I felt so ashamed at not striking a note
That I tried to hide the thing under me coat
I took me harp to a party
But nobody asked me to play
So... I took the darned thing away!

They sang "Home Sweet Home" and "The Banks of Loch Lomond"
And "All the King's Horses" and "Trees"
While nephews and nieces kept playing their pieces
And spreading their jam on the keys
A daughter called Lena, played her concertina
We all played ridiculous games
'Til old Mr. Dwyer, set his whiskers on fire
And a fire engine played on the flames

But I took me harp to a party
But nobody asked me to play
So... I took the darned thing away!

Sail Away 
Composer(s): Rafe VanHoy
Performer(s): The Oak Ridge Boys



Across the bay a lady waits to hold me tight
And my boat and I are ready to set sail
If the weather keeps on holdin' and the wind is right
I'll be wrapped up in my sweet one's arms tonight

As I skip across the waves my sails are high and full
My mind is on the one I wait to see
And I dream about an island somewhere in my mind
Where someday I will take her off with me

Then a smile comes upon me as I look across the bow
I see a lady on the side
But she will wait no more as I head for the shore
Cause tonight I'm gonna take her for a ride

And we will sail away on the wings of love into the night
Cast out our fortunes on the sea
Then we will go to sleep together with the rocking of the water
And dream of how our life will someday be
When she sails away with me

I Saw Three Ships - 1833 (aka I Saw Three Ships A Sailing - 1991; On Christmas Day In The Morning)
(Traditional - 1833)
Performer(s): The Chieftains & Marianne Faithfull - 199



I saw three ships come sailing in
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
I saw three ships come sailing in
on Christmas Day in the morning

And what was in those ships all three
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day?
And what was in those ships all three
on Christmas Day in the morning?

The Virgin Mary and Christ were there
on Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
The virgin Mary and Christ were there
on Christmas Day in the morning

Sail Away
Composer(s): Randy Newman
First release by: Randy Newman - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



In America you'll get food to eat
Won't have to run through the jungle
And scuff up your feet
You'll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day
It's great to be an American

Ain't no lions or tigers-ain't no mamba snake
Just the sweet watermelon and the buckwheat cake
Ev'rybody is as happy as a man can be
Climb aboard, little wog-sail away with me

Sail away-sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away-sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay

In America every man is free
To take care of his home and his family
You'll be as happy as a monkey in a monkey tree
You're all gonna be an American

Sail away-sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away-sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - 1952 (aka I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus - 1997)
(French Version: J’ai Vu Maman Embrasser Le Père Noël - 1956)
Composer(s): Tommie Connor
First release by: Jimmy Boyd - 1952
Covered by multiple other artists



I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn't see me creep
down the stairs to have a peep
She thought that I was tucked
up in my bedroom fast asleep

Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night

Sail Away
Performer(s): John Hiatt



So now it's up to you
If I should stay or go
Though I've had no thought of leavin'
You ask if it hurts me
Honey, I don't know
It's like a dream
A thin machine
A piece of time that we exploded in
Oh yes, we did
I'm gonna sail away
I'm gonna sail away
I'm gonna sail away, sail away
Goodbye
And now it's up to you
To stay inside my soul
Though you had no thoughts of leavin'
And all of love's promises
I just don't know 

I Saw Mommy Do The Mambo
Composer(s): Robert Allen; Tommie Conner; Al Stillman
Performer(s): Jimmy Boyd



I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
You know who
You know who
I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
All around the Christmas tree

In my slippers I come down the stairs two by two
Two by two
Two by two
I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
All around the Christmas tree

Last year I saw her kissin'
Underneath his curly beard of white
I won't say his name
But his suit is red
And he come down the chimney last night

I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
You know who
You know who
I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
All around the Christmas tree

(Oooh)

While the presents he was bringin'
He was dancin', he was singin'
And his whiskers, they were swingin'
And I think I heard him say
In his very merry way
OLÉ!

(Oooh)

I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
You know who
You know who
I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
All around the Christmas tree

Last year I saw her kissin'
Underneath his curly beard of white
I won't say his name
But his suit is red
And he come down the chimney last night

I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
You know who
You know who
I saw Mommy do the mambo with you know who
All around the Christmas tree

(Oooh)

Sail Away 
Composer(s): J.C. Fogerty
Performer(s): John Fogerty



Mama, come look quick - there's a light up in the sky
I see the silent ship, and it's calling you and I
And if you listen close, the reasons all come clear
I'm ready now to go, there's nothing left to fear
Oh there's nothing left to fear

Leavin' all of this pain behind, gonna sail away
Lettin' all of these chains unwind, gonna steal away

Mama, come look quick - do I see an open door?
The passageway is lit, an' it's time to get on board
What wonders we will see, what beauty to my eyes
So come along with me, across the rainbow sky
Across the rainbow sky

Leavin' all of this pain behind, gonna sail away
Lettin' all of these chains unwind, gonna fly away
Makin' over this troubled mind, gonna wash away
Leavin' all of this doubt behind, gonna sail away

Mama, come look quick - there's a light up in the sky
I see the silent ship, and it's calling you and I

I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus
(Adapted from: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - 1952)
(French Version: J’ai Vu Maman Embrasser Le Père Noël - 1956)
Composer(s): Tommie Connor
Performer(s): RuPaul - 1997



I saw Daddy kissing Santa Claus 
Underneath the mistletoe last night
He didn’t see me creep 
Down the stairs to have a peep
He thought that I was upstairs in my bedroom fast asleep
 
Then I saw Daddy tickle Santa Claus 
Underneath his beard so snowy white
There must be some mistake  
Was I really awake?
I rubbed my eyes and moved in close, a better look to take
 
Then I saw Daddy hugging Santa Claus
He took his hand and pulled him to the couch
It must have been just fine  
Santa didn’t mean to mind
Then Daddy moved across the room to pour them both some wine
 
Then I saw Daddy fondle Santa Claus 
And on his ear he nibbled now and then
I crawled across the floor  
I hid behind the door
I left it open just a crack so I could see some more
 
Then I saw Daddy undress Santa Claus
They quickly threw their clothes on our big chair
Well, much to my surprise  
I couldn’t believe my eyes!
It wasn’t Santa after all but Mommy in disguise
 
When I saw Daddy kissing Santa Claus 
Underneath to mistletoe last night
Oh what I laugh it would have been 
If I had really seen
Daddy kissing Santa Claus last night!!!