Zonder Jou
(Adapted from: Après Toi - 1972)
Composer(s): Leo Leandros; Klaus Munro; Yves Dessca; Mieke
Performer(s): Garry Hagger - 2006



Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu

Eeuwig, ik zei 'dit is voor eeuwig'
'k Zweerde trouw tot de dood
In voorspoed en nood zou ik bij je zijn
Maar eeuwig duurde niet zo lang
En ik werd bang, dat jij niet van me hield
Dus ik liet je even gaan
Had ik beter niet gedaan

Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij
Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij
Want toen was het beter
Wij hier met z'n twee

Beter, met jou was zoveel beter (zoveel beter)
Maar je weet hoe het gaat, spijt komt te laat
Dat zie ik nu
En nu weet ik pas, toen jij er was
Had ik het naar m'n zin
Waarom liet ik jou toch gaan
Had ik beter niet gedaan

Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij
Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij
Want toen was het beter
Wij hier met z'n twee

Weet je, mis jij mij ook een beetje
Kom dan vlug naar me toe
'k Ben 't alleen zijn zo moe
Ik wil je bij me

Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh

Want toen was het beter
Wij samen, wij samen

Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh

Had ik jou nu maar bij mij
Dan liet ik je nooit meer vrij
En dan wordt het beter
Wij samen, wij hier met z'n twee

Piruetas
Composer(s): Bacalov; Sergio Bardotti; Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque



Uma pirueta
Duas piruetas
Bravo, bravo
Superpiruetas
Ultrapiruetas
Bravo, bravo
Salta sobre
A arquibancada
E tomba de nariz
Que a moçada
Vai pedir bis
Que a moçada 
Vai pedir bis

Quatro cambalhotas
Cinco cambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Arequicambalhotas
Hipercambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Rompe a lona
Beija as nuvens
Tomba de nariz
Que os jovens
Vão pedir bis
Que os jovens
Vão pedir bis

No intervalo
Tem cheirim de macarrão
E a barriga ronca
Mais do que um trovão
Quero um prato
Cê tá louco
Quero um pouco
Cê tá chato
Só um pedaço
Cê tá gordo
Eu te mordo
Seu palhaço
Olha o público
Cansado de esperar
O espetáculo não
Pode parar

Vinte piruetas
Trinta piruetas
Bravo, bravo
Polipiruetas
Maxipiruetas
Bravo, bravo
Sobe ao céu
Fura a calota
E tomba de bumbum
Que a patota
Grita mais um
Que a patota
Grita mais um

No intervalo
Tem cheirim de macarrão
E a barriga ronca
Mais do que um leão
Quero um prato
Cê tá louco
Quero um pouco
Cê tá chato
Só um pedaço
Cê tá gordo
Eu te mordo
Seu palhaço
Olha o público 
Cansado de esperar
O espetáculo
Não pode parar

Dez mil cambalhotas
Cem mil cambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Maxicambalhotas
Extracambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Salta além
Da atmosfera
E cai onde cair
Que a galera
Morre de rir
Que a galera
Morre de rir

Ai, minhas costelas
Já tô vendo estrelas
Bravo, bravo
Ai, minha cachola
Não tô bom da bola
Bravo, bravo
Lona... nuvens
Tomba no hospital
Uma pirueta
Uma cabriola
Uma cambalhota
Não tô bom da bola
E o pessoal
Delira...
Maxipirulito...
Ultravioleta...
Bravo, bravo!

Sky High   
Composer(s): Clive Scott; Des Dyer
Performer(s): Jigsaw



Blown Round By The Wind
Thrown Down In a Spin

I Gave You Love
I Thought That We Had Made It To The Top
I Gave You All I Had To Give
Why Did It Have To Stop

You've Blown It All Sky High
By Telling Me a Lie
Without a Reason Why
You've Blown It All Sky High

You, You've Blown It All Sky High
Our Love Had Wings To Fly
We Could Have Touched The Sky
You've Blown It All Sky High

Up Round I've Flown
Then Down Down Like a Stone

I Gave You Love .. 

Pirates
Composer(s): Nick Thorkelson
Performer(s): Peter Tork



Listen up alla you pirates
You buccaneers and such
Take a sad warning from my sad song
And don't push your luck too much

I used to run all around town
Makin' and breakin' love
But all my runnin' didn't seem so cunnin'
When push came down to shove

Chorus: 
'Cause when I came upon you, Baby
I didn't know what it was all about
'Cause when I ran, and then I ran
From true love
And then I ran
Until my heart gave out

Thinkin' about those hot nights
When the neighbors began to talk.
I thought love was easy to get
Until I took a walk

Now I'm here in a cold place
Sittin' so all alone
I didn't know it could be so bad
Until I quit my happy home

Chorus

And didn't it always seem that you can't keep
A good man down?
But when I came of age
Livin' it up was all the rage

Chorus

À La Folie Ou Pas Du Tout
First performance by: Serge & Christine Ghisoland - 1972



On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit

Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs
(Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs)
Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille
(Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille)

Un peu beaucoup: ces mots nous feraient peur
Ce n'est jamais assez au gré du cœur
L'amour n'est rien s'il ne nous rend pas fous
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit

On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit

Pipeliner Blues (aka Old Pipeliner)
Composer(s): Moon Mullican
Performer(s): Moon Mullican;
and various other artists



I'm an old pipeliner, I lay my line all day
I'm an old pipeliner, I lay my line all day
I got four or five women waiting to draw my pay

I lay my line until the sun goes down
I lay my line until the sun goes down
Home to my woman, the meanest gal in town

When you see me coming, raise your window high
When you see me coming, raise your window high
See me leaving, hang your head and cry

You never miss your water until the well runs dry
You never miss your water until the well runs dry
You never miss your baby until she says goodbye

Sky Fits Heaven
Composer(s): Madonna; Patrick Leonard
Performer(s): Madonna



Sky fits heaven so fly it
That's what the prophet said to me
Child fits mother so hold your baby tight
That's what my future could see

Fate fits karma so use it
That's what the wise man said to me
Love fits virtue so hold on to the light
That's what our future will be

Traveling down this road
Watching the signs as I go
I think I'll follow the sun
Isn't everyone just
Traveling down their own road
Watching the signs as they go
I think I'll follow my heart
It's a very good place to start

Traveling down my own road
Watching the signs as I go
Traveling down my own road
And I'm watching the signs as they go

Traveling, traveling
Watching the signs as I go

Hand fits giving so do it
That's what the Gospel said to me
Life fits living so let your judgments go
That's how our future should be

Traveling down this road
Watching the signs as I go
I think I'll follow the sun
Isn't everyone just
Traveling down their own road
Watching the signs as they go
I think I'll follow my heart
It's a very good place to start

Traveling down my own road
Watching the signs as they go
Traveling down my own road
And I'm watching the signs as I go

Traveling, traveling
Watching the signs as I go

Piove (Ciao Ciao Bambina)
Composer(s): Domenico Modugno - Dino Verde
First release by: Domenico Modugno - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1959 - Ciao, Ciao Bambina (Dalida)
1959 - Ciao Ciao, Bambina (The Four Jacks)
1959 - Tschau, Tschau Bambina (Caterina Valente)



Mille violini suonati dal vento
Tutti i colori dell'arcobaleno
Vanno a fermare una pioggia d'argento
Ma piove, piove sul nostro amor

Ciao, ciao, bambina, un bacio ancora
E poi per sempre ti perderò
Come una fiaba, l'amore passa
C'era una volta poi non c'è più

Cos'è che trema sul tuo vizino
È pioggia o pianto dimmi cos'è
Vorrei trovare parole nuove
Ma piove, piove sul nostro amor

Ciao, bambina!
Ti voglio bene da morire!
Ciao! Ciao!

Ciao, ciao, bambina, non ti voltare
Non posso dirti rimani ancor
Vorrei trovare parole nuove
Ma piove, piove sul nostro amor

The Sky Fell Down
Composer(s): Louis Alter - Edward Heyman
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



The sky fell down when I met you
The green of the countryside has turned to blue
I had the moon right on my fingertips
And when first we kissed, there were stars on your lips
To be with you just made it seem
That walking on snowy clouds was not a dream
You gave to me all this and heaven too
When the sky fell down and I met you

Pioneros
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



El domingo me fui a la sanzala
me puse las alas, me sentí mejor
porque oyendo un cantar de pioneros
me sentí más lleno de Patria y de amor

Fue como regresar a un lugar
donde guardo raíces y luceros
Fue como si mi niña cantara
y, más, me abrazara en aquella canción
Fui papá de un pionero de guerra
aquí en esta tierra cantándole al sol

Härliga Sommardag
Composer(s): Håkan Elmquist
First performance by: Family Four - 1972



Morgonsol glittrar i viken
Dagen gryr, sista gång blinkar Hanö fyr
Ser du vår segelbåt? Hör du musiken?
När vi styr mot ett nytt äventyr

Nynna en sång, tralla en trall
Gnola en låt som minner om sommar
Känn hur det doftar ifrån salta hav
När vi nynnar en sång, trallar en trall
Gnolar en låt som minner om sommar
Sjung om en härlig sommardag

Vind från öst
Rykande vågor med vita gäss
Svällande segel
Som slår när vi går mot vår ö

I en vik kastar vi ankar
Tar ett dopp, har det skönt på en solvarm häll
Innan i sakta mak hemåt vi vankar
Över ön i en skön sommarkväll

Nynna en sång, tralla en trall
Gnola en låt som minner om sommar
Känn hur det doftar ifrån salta hav
När vi nynnar en sång, trallar en trall
Gnolar en låt som minner om sommar
Sjung om en härlig sommar... sommar...

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Sjung om en härlig sommar...
Härliga dag, härliga sommardag

Pinto The Wonder Horse Is Dead
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Tom T. Hall



I read it in the paper just about a week ago
It was on the back page and not many people know
Boy it made me feel bad when I picked it up and read
Pinto the wonder horse is dead

Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto the wonder horse is dead

My memory goes back to when I was a little kid
We believed in everything that Pinto ever did
Will our kids have a hero half as brave or half as strong
Pinto the wonder horse is gone

Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto the wonder horse is dead

We believed that Pinto was the fastest horse alive
If he outrun the wind itself, we never were surprised
In my childhood memory full of boys grownin' to men
Pinto the wonder rides again

Oh, we rode the dusty trails together
At the Saturday morning picture show
The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said
Pinto the wonder horse is dead

Pinto the wonder horse is gone

Sky Fell
Composer(s): Judy Collins
Performer(s): Judy Collins; Linda S. Collins



The rain is falling down
Along with the sky
The colors and remembered suns
Are pouring by

What will I do with the sky
When it is empty?

Come to the window
Put your arms around me again
If you don't hold me
I will wash away with the rain

What will I do with my arms
When they are empty?

I'll just stand here and watch
The sky fall while you
Put yourself together
While you gather up the time it took
to
Make us think we would last forever.

The window fills your face
With silver and grain,
You're soaking up the sky
I'll never see it again

What will I do with the sky
When it is empty

What will I do with my life
When you have left me?

Pins And Needles
Composer(s): Janis Carnes; Rick Carnes; Chip Hardy
Performer(s): Reba McEntire; The Whites



Chorus:
Pins and needles
Needles and pins
One by one I feel them at my heart again
I think I'm getting over you and then
Pins and needles
Needles and pins

I don't know why 
I get uneasy
Every time I hear your name
I feel a sting from every memory
That we made

Repeat Chorus

That tiny ache
Can always find me
Anytime that you are near
Those little things 
Can still remind me
That you don't care

Repeat Chorus
(Pins and needles
Pins and needles
Pins and needles
Needles and pins)

Skokiaan 
Composer(s): August Msarurgwa; Tom Glazer
Louis Armstrong
and multiple other artists



Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan
Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan
Oh- far away in Africa  
[Please note, all oh are drawn out] 
Happy, happy Africa 
They sing bingo bango bingo 
They have a ball and really go 
Skokiaan [repeated three times] 

Oh- take a trip to Africa 
Any ship to Africa 
Come on along and learn the lingo 
Beside a jungle bungalow 
Skokiaan[repeated three times] 

Hot drums are drumming 
-Or- hot strings are strumming, and warm lips are blissful 
They're kissful of Skokiaan 
Oh- when you go to Africa 
Happy, happy Africa 
You linga longa like a King-o 
Right in a jungle bungalow 

Skoki, skoki, skoki Skokiaan 
Okee dokee anybody can 
Skoki, skoki man oh man oh man 
You sing a bingo bango bingo 
In hokey pokey skokiaan 
Skokiaan 

Oh- ho-far away in Africa 
Happy, happy Africa 
They singa bingo bango bingo 
They have a ball and really go 

Oh- ho-take a trip to Africa, any ship to Africa 
Come on along and learn the lingo, beside a jungle bungalow 
Hot drums are drumming, or hot strings are strumming 
And warm lips are blissful, they're kissful- of skokiaan 
Oh-if you go to Africa, happy, happy Africa 
You linga longa like a king-o 
Right in a jungle bungalow 
Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan
Oh-right in a jungle bungalow 
Oh-skokiaan!! 

Pins And Needles
Composer(s): Joe Ely
Performer(s): Joe Ely



I ain't been sleepin' I ain't been eatin'
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
You better call me
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
Or I'll
Go Crazy!

I ain't been tryin' I feel like dyin'
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
You better call me
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
Or I'll
Go Crazy!

I should've known when you said so long
To run another telephone line
The operator told me said, "Joe lay low
Before You lose Your mind"

I feel forsaken, my heart is achin'
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
You better call me
I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone
You better call me
Or I'll
Go Crazy!

Falter im Wind 
Composer(s): Richard Schönherz; Manuel Rigoni; Heinz Unger
First performance by: Milestones - 1972



Bleib' nicht im Wald, Schmetterling und verflieg' dich nicht bei Nacht
Falsch ist der Mond, sein Schattenspiel, in der Dämmerung ist kein Halt
Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern
Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern
Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern

Tanz um die Lichter, Schmetterling - deine Farben flammen auf
Tot ist die Nacht, in deinem Tanz, ist das Leben hell wie Tag
Fall nicht in die Sonne
Fall nicht in die Sonne
Fall nicht in die Sonne

Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt
Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt
Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht
Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht

Hell ist dein Tag, darum tanze schnell, er währt einen Flügelschlag
Tanz um die Lichter, Schmetterling, bald fällt Abendnebel ein
Fall nicht in die Sonne
Fall nicht in die Sonne
Fall nicht in die Sonne

Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt
Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt
Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht
Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht

Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt
Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt
Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht
Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht

Pinky 
Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John



I don't want to wake you
But I'd like to tell you that I love you
That the candlelight fell like a crescent 
Upon your feather pillow

For there's more ways than one
And the ways of the world are a blessing
For when Pinky's dreaming
She owes the world nothing
And her silence keeps us guessing

Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler's hands

You don't want to tell me
But somehow you've guessed that I know
Oh when dawn came this morning
You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul

For there's toast and honey
And there's breakfast in bed on a tray
Oh it's ten below zero
And we're about to abandon our plans for the day

Skip To My Lou
(Traditional)



Lost my partner what'll I do...
I'll get another one prettier than you...
Skip, skip, skip to my lou...
Skip to my lou my darling
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...
Skip, skip, skip to my lou...
Skip to my lou my darling
Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two by two...

Pinksterdaghotel
Composer(s): A. Spyropoulos; C. Nooteboom; P. Campbell-Lyons
Performer(s): Liesbeth List



Onder de oceaan der stilte op de maan
rijst het Pinksterdaghotel op aard zijn spinrag
De sterren staan in brand, de golven goud gevlamd
en alle gasten baden in het vuurwerk

En in de lobby zorgt godin Aphrodite
voor alle gasten met het paspoort van de waanzin
En 7 nimfen zweven rond door de gangen
van het Pinksterdaghotel

De nacht wordt zwaar en loom
je brengt me naar een droom
en kroont me daar tot koningin der zeeën
Vanuit mijn droompaleis wordt d'aarde doods en grijs
maar 't Pinksterdaghotel rijst uit het spinrag

En in de lobby zorgt godin Aphrodite
voor alle gasten met het paspoort van de waanzin
En 7 nimfen zweven rond door de gangen
van het Pinksterdaghotel
van het Pinksterdaghotel