Le Folklore Américain
((Adapted from: They Gotta Quit Kickin' My Dog (by The New Christy Minstrels) - 1965))
Composer(s): Nick Woods - Scott Holtzman - Vivian Holtzman - Jacques Plante - Claude Carrère
Performer(s): Sheila - 1965



Je ne sais pas si vous êtes comme moi
Mais chaque fois ça me met en joie
D'écouter jouer sur un crin-crin
Un vieil air du folklore américain

Aussitôt je me vois déjà
Au fin fond de l'Arizona
Affublée d'un grand chapeau
Et grattant sur un vieux banjo

Woh……… Ring ding ding

L'Amérique ça me fait rêver
Et pourtant je n'y suis jamais allée
Mais je connais tous les refrains
Tous les airs du folklore américain

Et je sais qu'un jour viendra
Où j'irai faire un tour là bas
Pour pouvoir danser aussi
Comme les filles du Tennessee

Woh……… Ring ding ding

Si un jour un garçon me plaît
Les premiers temps je lui demanderai
Si comme moi il aime bien
Les vieux airs du folklore américain

S'il dit oui c'est merveilleux
Nous pourrons rêver tous les deux
Qu'on se promène dans la nuit
Sous les étoiles de la Virginie

Woh……… Ring ding ding

Et plus tard si nous nous marions
C'est pas Venise que nous choisirons
Car les gondoles ça ne vaut rien
Pour les airs du folklore américain

Je voudrais tellement qu'il soit
Aussi sentimental que moi
Au bord du Mississipi
Nous pourrions passer notre vie

Woh……… Ring ding ding………
Ring ding ding car j'aime bien
Le folklore américain
Ring ding ding car j'aime bien
Le folklore américain
Ring ding ding car j'aime bien
Le folklore américain
Ring ding ding car j'aime bien
Le folklore américain……

Dear Elaine
Composer(s): Roy Wood
Performer(s): Roy Wood



My dear Elaine, may I see you again?
For I've loved you and I hope to be forgiven
It's been a cold night
How I long to see the light
To have you there, to feel your hair

Dear Elaine, will it still be the same?
From the gateway to your arms I am forbidden
It's been a cold night
Need the love that burns so bright
To have you there, to feel your hair

Thoughts that once remained discreet
Fall like servants at your feet
Ah ah ah

Come here, Elaine, please attend to the pain
Please relieve the darkened clouds of evening
Prayers I could say
How you swept them all away
I can't believe you chose to leave

God that wears a sallow face
Seems to put me in my place
Ah ah ah

Dear Elaine, will it still be the same?
Now the house of spirit crumbles
For your love wears many gowns
Love has risen, it has stumbled
Dear Elaine, why should you wish to leave?

Dear Elaine, may I see you again
For I've loved you and I hope to be forgiven
It's been a cold night
How I long to see the light
To have you there, to feel your hair
Dear Elaine

Another Nail In My Heart
Composer(s): Chris Difford - Glenn Tilbrook
Performer(s): Squeeze



The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend
And made arrangements

The door was closed, there was a note
I couldn't be bothered
Maybe I'll choke, no more engagements

With "where-have-you-beens?"
And far away frowns
Trying to be good by not being 'round
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart

That stupid old bug
That kills only love
I want to be good
Is that not enough?

So play me the song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart
Then play me the song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart

I had excuses, those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes
And told me firmly

She couldn't stand it, I'm bad on her heart
She dropped her make-up and I found the bar
Now it concerns me

I've had a bad time
Now love is resigned
I've been such a fool
I've loved and goodbyed

So here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart

Dear Doctor
((Danish Version: Kære Doktor (Lars Lilholt Band) - 2008))
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1968



Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin, it's a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?

Oh help me, please mama, I'm sick'ning
It's today that's the day of the plunge
Oh the gal I'm to marry
Is a bow-legged sow
I've been soakin' up drink like a sponge

"Don't ya worry, get dressed," cried my mother
As she plied me with bourbon so sour
Pull your socks up, put your suit on
Comb your long hair down,
For you will be wed in the hour

So help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
I'm sleepin, it's a beatin'
Can't ya please take it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?

Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
There's a pain where there once was a heart
It's sleepin, it's a beatin'
Can't ya please tear it out, and preserve it
Right there in that jar?

I was tremblin', as I put on my jacket
It had creases as sharp as a knife
I put the ring in my pocket
But there was a note
And my heart it jumped into my mouth

It read, "Darlin', I'm sorry to hurt you.
But I have no courage to speak to your face
But I'm down in Virginia with your cousin Lou
There be no wedding today"

So help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
You can put back my heart in its hole
Oh mama, I'm cryin'
Tears of relief
And my pulse is now under control

The Morning: Another Morning
Composer(s): Ray Thomas
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Balloons flying
Children sighing
What a day to go kite flying
Breezy school
Away from school
Cowboys fighting out a duel

Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will

Fishes biting
So exciting
Lunchtime sounds so inviting
At the bill
He gets a thrill
Sitting, watching Bobby Quill

Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will

Yesterday's dreams
Are tomorrow's sighs
Watch children playing
They seem so wise

Mary Green
Today's a queen
One thousand dollies are her dream
In cotton frocks
And golden locks
Her palace is an orange box

Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will

Dear Christine
Composer(s): John Woloschuk
Performer(s): Klaatu



'Twas one long year today
I left Bournemouth and you
Adventure, salt and spray
King's service I must do
But dear Christine I hold you dearly
If only you could hear me
I send my love sincerely
In hopes that we're not merely hanging on
At sea there's time for thought
My head was filled with you
With quill in hand I sought
To bridge the endless blue
But dear Christine I hold you dearly
If only you could hear me
I send my love sincerely
In hopes that we're not merely hanging on
On and on
And dear Christine I'm just a man who
Believes in dreams that come true
And if you feel like I do
When I return I'll find you hanging on

Another Meaning
Composer(s): Joe Egan
Performer(s): Gerry Rafferty & Stealers Wheel



And when I take a look around me
I wonder how the sun's so sure
He knows the way

And why he doesn't stray
And if he spends the day
Looking for another meaning

Still don't know what I really believe in
Aha!
Will someone please put on the light
Make me feel all right
I've searched my head all night
Looking for another meaning

I've tried so hard to find
What I had on my mind
When I had no axe to grind
And everything was all right
All right!
All right!

And it looks like everyday
Gets a little bit harder
For me
Me
Me
Me

Dear Boy
Composer(s): Paul McCartney - Linda McCartney
Performer(s): Paul McCartney & Linda McCartney
and multiple other artists



I guess you never knew
Dear boy, what you had found
I guess you never knew
Dear boy, that she was just the cutest thing around
I guess you never knew what you had found,
Dear boy

I stepped in, my heart was down and out
But her love came through and brought me 'round
got me up and about

I guess you never saw
Dear boy, that love was there
And maybe when you look too hard
Dear boy, you never do become aware

I guess you never did become aware 
Dear Boy
When I stepped in, my heart was down and out
But her love came through and brought me 'round
got me up and about

I hope you never know, dear boy
how much you missed
And even when you fall in love
Dear boy, it won't be half as good as this 
I hope you never know how much you missed, dear boy

I stepped in, my heart was down and out
But her love came through and brought me 'round
got me up and about
Dear boy, how much you missed
Dear boy

Another Man's Woman
Composer(s): Rick Davies - Roger Hodgson
Performer(s): Supertramp



If there's no way of knowing where's the answer
You should know if you need me by now
Tell me how

You saw me in the first place
Who d'you think I am
How can you be so two-faced
And tell me where I stand
Yeah, we've been here once before
I see you by the door
You said you knew an all night party
Yeah, you know you just can't lose
All you have to do is choose
Let me in on where your heart is

You ain't nothing but another man's woman
Living on another man's land
At night I hear a hound dog calling
Calling me a cheating man
I'll tell you something, I need good loving
But you don't understand
At night I see your cannonball coming
To blow me to the promised land

If there's no way of showing where your love lies
Is it me? Is it him? Or no-one?
What will be done?

About the mess you made me
Oh don't you give a damn
You're gonna drive me crazy
It's more than I can stand
'Round and 'round we always go
First it's yes and then it's no
Oh whatever keeps me staying?
I'm so helpless, can't you see?
Did you cast a spell on me
Say you love me please, I'm praying

You ain't nothing but another man's woman
Living on another man's land
At night I hear a hound dog calling
Calling me a cheating man
I'll tell you something, I need good loving
But you don't understand
At night I see your cannonball coming
To blow me to the promised land

Dear Abby
Composer(s): John Prine
Performer(s): John Prine



Dear Abby, Dear Abby, my feet are too long
My hair's fallin' out and my rights are all wrong
My friends they all tell me are no friends at all
Won't you write me a letter, won't you give me a call
Signed, Bewildered
Bewildered, Bewildered, you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood
Dear Abby, Dear Abby my fountain pen leaks
My wife hollers at me and my kids are all freaks
Every side I get up on is the wrong side of bed
If it weren't so expensive, I'd wish I were dead
Signed, Unhappy
Unhappy, Unhappy, you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood...
Dear Abby, Dear Abby you won't believe this
But my stomach makes noises whenever I kiss
My girlfriend tells me it's all in my head
But my stomach just tells me to write you instead
Signed, Noise-maker
Noise-maker, Noise-maker, you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood...
Dear Abby, Dear Abby well I never thought
That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught
We were sittin' in the back seat just shootin' the breeze
With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees
Signed, Just Married
Just Married, Just Married you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood
Signed... Dear Abby

Another Lullaby
Composer(s): Jimmy Webb
Performer(s): Art Garfunkel



Close your eyes my pretty child, though the night is dark and the wind is wild
I will stand beside your bed, tonight there is nothing you need fear or dread
You can sleep now, go to sleep, the rain falls and the windows weep
I'm standing by to sing a lullaby

Close your eyes my sister fair, though the snow is falling and the trees are bare
And I will hold you by the hand, tonight there is nothing you need try to understand
You can sleep now, go to sleep 
The daytime's dying and the nighttime's so deep
I'm standing by to sing a lullaby

Close your eyes my mother wise when the waves are angry and the north train cries
I stopped those ghosts outside your door, Mama, don't worry about those ghosts no more
You can sleep now, go to sleep, tomorrow comes but it will keep
I'm standing by to sing a lullaby, another lullaby, another lullaby, another lullaby

Deal
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter
First release by: Grateful Dead - 1981
Covered by multiple other artists



Since it costs a lot to win, and even more to lose
You and me are bound to spend some time wondrin' what to choose
Goes to show, you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow
Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down, no, no

I been gamblin' hereabouts for ten good solid years
If I told you all that went down it would burn off both of your ears
Goes to show you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow
Wait until that deal come round
Don't you let that deal go down, no, no

Since you poured the wine for me and tightened up my shoes
I hate to leave you sittin' there, composin' lonesome blues
Goes to show you don't ever know
Watch each card you play and play it slow
Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down

Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down
Wait until that deal come round, don't you let that deal go down
Don't you let that deal go down, don't you let that deal go down

Another Lonely Man
Composer(s): Neil Innes
Performer(s): Neil Innes



I don't want to fall in love again
I know my heart could never stand the pain
Meanwhile I'll try to get by if I can
From now on I'll be another lonely man

I'd like to thank you
For the way you held my hand
That moonlit night
Down by the old Rio Grande
Now even Paris in the spring
Does not mean a thing
But the streetlights seem to understand

That I don't want to fall in love again
I know my heart could never stand the pain
Meanwhile I'll try to get by if I can
From now on I'll be another lonely man

When I come home at night
A little worse for drink
I see my empty room
and razor by the sink
But it's no use to me
It runs on batteries
And I got to get some new ones
I think

Oh I don't want to fall in love again
I know my heart could never stand the pain
Meanwhile I'll try to get by if I can
From now on I'll be another lonely man

I still remember the things we used to do
Mixing cocktails and sharing our shampoo
And that night you lost your key
You blamed it all on me
Because we were both dressed up as
kangaroos
Oh I don't want to fall in love again
I know my heart could never stand the pain
Meanwhile I'll try to get by if I can
From now on I'll be another lonely man
From now on I'll be another lonely man

De' Ä' Dans På Brännö Brygga
Composer(s): Lasse Dahlqvist
Performer(s): Alf Robertson



Koss va´de´vimlar av segel i da´
Ä´det kappsegling?
Ne de´ä lörda´
Ja vesst, då förstår jag vatt pojkarna ska´
Dom har enna som ledigt´i da´
Där seglat Kålle med kubben på svaj
Hej på dej dö! Hur har du det själv då?
De´ä´tjo vad de veftar, kom med om du vill
Ja du vet la var vi lägger till?
Det ä´dans på Brännö brygga
en gammal och kär tradition
Fullt med publik
och trevlig musik
Ja va´var en vals utan dragspelets ton
Och en dans på Brännö brygga
är för många ett stort äventyr
där är glädje och fest
Se där ute i Väst
blinkar Vinga fyr
Från Vinga Sand (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
hörs in till land (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
blandat med dragspelslåt
dunket från en fiskebåt
Dansen den går (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
Hjärtat det slår (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
Slår för en hjärtevän
och för Bohuslän
Ada och Beda och Kålle och ja´
tar en vickning i ruffen på "Flory"
och "preppen" den hänger i tamp, som den ska´
men i sällskap, ed "trallallala"
Kålle som är på ett prima humör
elegant bjuder upp med ett: "Ska vi?"
och med Ada i famn går han in för en dans
som om tyngdlagen alls inte fanns
Det ä´dans på Brännö brygga
en gammal och kär tradition
Fullt med publik
och trevlig musik
Ja va´var en vals utan dragspelets ton
Och en dans på Brännö brygga
är för många ett stort äventyr
där är glädje och fest
Se där ute i Väst
blinkar Vinga fyr
Från Vinga Sand (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
hörs in till land (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
blandat med dragspelslåt
dunket från en fiskebåt
Dansen den går (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
Hjärtat det slår (Dunk dunk dunk dunk dunk)
Slår för en hjärtevän
och för Bohuslän

Goin’ Back
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King
Performer(s): Dusty Springfield



I think I’m goin’ back
To the things
I learned so well
In my youth

I think I’m returning to
Those days
When I was young enough
To know the truth

Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more colouring books
No christmas bells to chime

But thinking young
And growing older
Is no sin
And I can play
The game of life to win

I can recall the time
When I wasn’t ashamed
To reach out to a friend
And now I think I’ve got
A lot more than
A skipping rope to lend

Now there’s more to do
Than watch my sailboat glide
And everyday can be
My magic carpet ride
And I can play hide and seek with my fears
And live my days instead of counting my years

Let everyone debate the true reality
I’d rather see the world the way it used to be
A little bit of freedom’s
All we lack
So catch me if you can
I’m goin’ back

Dead Skunk
((Dutch Version: Een Witte Eend (Op Het Midden Van De Weg) (Ciska Peters & Ronnie Tober) - 1974))
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
First release by: Loudon Wainwright III - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are!

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog
On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog 
Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

C'mon stink!

You got it!
It's dead, it's in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle!
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven!
All over the road, technicolor man!
Oh, you got pollution
It's dead, it's in the middle
And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!

Another Hit And Run
Composer(s): Joe Elliott - Rick Savage
Performer(s): Def Leppard



Union Jack is back with a hole in his head
He's gettin' badly burned every time
He's laughin' at me and dancin' on my sneakers
And his sixties songs are blowin' up my speakers

I say you got no respect
Respect for authority
You're just playing your dirty tricks
And then come cryin' to me

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just a hit and run
Another hit and run

The bulldog lost his bite and his breath has gone bad
And the whole damn world is really laughin' mad

I say you got no respect
Respect for authority
You're just playing your dirty tricks
And then come cryin' to me

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just a hit and run
Another hit and run

Hit it!!
Oh bring it down
Oh you bring it down

I say you ain't got no respect
I say you ain't got no respect
No you ain't got no respect
And you hit me when I'm down

Hit and run, hit and run
It's just another hit and run
I said it's just another hit and run

Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
Oh yeah, hit and run
It's just another hit and run
Hit and run

Dead Presidents
Composer(s): Billy "The Kid" Emerson - Willie Dixon
First release by: Little Walter - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Them dead presidents
Them dead presidents
Well I ain't broke but I'm badly bent
Everybody loves them dead presidents

A little bit of Lincoln can't park the car
Washington he can't go too far
Jefferson is good, played the track
If you think you're gonna bring some big bitch back

Them dead presidents...

Hamilton on a ten can get you straight
But Jackson on a twenty is really great
And if you're talkin about a poor man's friend
Grant will get you out of whatever you're in

Them dead presidents...

A hundred dollar Franklin is really sweet
A five hundred McKinley is the one for me
If I get a Cleveland I'm really set
A thousand dollar Cleveland is hard to get

Them dead presidents...

Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis



No matter who I'm dreaming with
Honey you start talking in my sleep
Then I wake up and start making up
A lie while you sleep
Like an old time friend I squeeze her hand
And I walk away unsatisfied
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye

I laughed a lot with Mary Ann
I cried with Melody
And Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee
I can't count the hearts I've stepped on
Because of loving you
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye

I laughed a lot with Mary Ann
I cried with Melody
Rose Marie was more than just a little close to Jerry Lee
Lord I can't count the hearts I've stepped on
Because of loving her
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Another Try
Another Cry
Another Hand Shakin' Goodbye
Have Mercy Baby ...

Dead Man's Curve
Composer(s): Jan Berry - Roger Christian - Artie Kornfeld - Brian Wilson
First release by: Jan & Dean - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night
When an XKE pulled up on the right
He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag
And challenged me then and there to a drag
I said "You're on buddy -- my mill's running fine
Let's come off the line now at Sunset and Vine
But I'll go you one better, if you've got the nerve
Let's race all the way -- to Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
The street was deserted late Friday night
We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine!
I flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But I pulled her out and there we were - at Dead Man's Curve
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve...)
"Well, the last thing I remember, Doc
I started to swerve
And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right"
Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve...
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"