Auprès De Ma Tombe
Composer(s): Michel Sardou
Performer(s): Michel Sardou



Au soir de notre amour
Quand tu seras bien vieille
Et quand j'aurai aussi
Des rides autour des yeux
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De ne plus faire l'amour

Au soir de notre vie
Quand nous serons deux ombres
Et quand nos corps flétris
S'endormiront encore
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De te vouloir encore

Et quand, les mains croisées
Je serai seul et sombre
A compter les années
Que je n'ai pas dormi
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai surtout
De ne plus être un homme...
Un homme

Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Tim Rice
First release by: Julie Covington - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists


Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - La Chanson D'Evita (Petula Clark)
1977 - Non Pianger Più Argentina (Milva)
1996 - Non Piangere Per Me Argentina (Madonna)



It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Could'nt stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying ev'rything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

Have I said too much?
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me
To know that ev'ry word is true

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep my distance

Auprès De Ma Blonde
(Traditional)



Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris 
Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris 
Tous les oiseaux du monde
Vont y faire leurs nids ...

Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!

La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
Et la blanche colombe
Qui chante jour et nuit...

Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!

Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari 
Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari 
C'est pas pour moi qu'elle chante
Car Jean étai t un joli...

Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!

Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
"Que donneriez-vous, belle
Pour voir votre mari? ... "

Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!

Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Le royaume de mon père
Celui de ma mère aussi ...

Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!

Don't Cry Daddy
Composer(s): Mac Davis
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
My pillow still wet 
From last night tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying but
And ringing in my ears

Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry

Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It's true, but somehow 
It just don't seem right
'Cause ev'ry time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
I wonder will it be the same tonight

Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Oh, daddy, please don't cry

Auntie Maggie's Remedy
Composer(s): George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
and multiple other artists



Now there’s all sorts of medicines that you can buy
No matter what ailment you’ve got
But I know a special one you ought to try
You’ll find it’s the best of the lot
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy

If you set your alarm clock for eight in the morning
You’re bound to wake up I’ll agree
But I’ll bet you by heaven, you’ll wake up at seven
With my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy

In a young lady’s bedroom I went by mistake
My intentions were honest you see
She shouted with laughter, "I know what you’re after
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"

Oh my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy

Now when the baby starts crying, there’s always a reason
And if you inspect him you’ll see
The poor little chappy has covered his nappy
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy

Now I went to a doctor, I wasn’t too well
And he made me lie on a settee
He said "There’s trouble brewing, you’ve been overdoing
Your Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"

Now I know a girl who was putting on weight
In a spot where it just shouldn’t be
So I said to Nellie, "Now you rub your (–Pause-) 
Ankle, with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"

Now one day at the races, the horse that I backed
Could have won it was easy to see
But the trainer said after, it would have run faster
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy – inside it’s nosebag
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy 

Don't Cry Blue
Composer(s): Malcolm McKinney
Performer(s): Jonathan Edwards; The Lonesome River Band



I heard them engines runnin'
On the road away from home
Sound like thunder callin' out my name
Well I listened hard the first time
That I heard 'em roll along
I listened and I'd never been the same

Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue

A highway's just a two lane road
Connecting either way
Oh, I've seen enough of this end for awhile
But I've got to go the distance
Till I know I've seen a change
I've got to know the feel of every mile

Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue

Don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue

When my head is achin'
Full of everywhere I've been
Oh, I've turned my face around the other way
Well, I'll meet you at the mailbox
Read you all my cards
Tell you what I really meant to say

Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue, don't cry

Aunt Polly's Soliloquy
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman - Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Celeste Holm



Tom Sawyer
That irresponsible child
Tom goes off with Huck
Swimmin' in the nude

Tom hold wonders in his mind
But he just won't learn
And he just keep turnin' away

Tom Sawyer
The devil's got him in tow
Raises Cain in school
If he'll ever go
Though he tries my poor heart so
Oh, Lord, please spare him
And, Lord, take care of
My Tom

Don't Cross The River
Composer(s): Dan Peek
Performer(s): America; Garth Brooks



There's a little girl out lyin' on her own 
She's got a broken heart 
She's not the kind to take you down for long 
She knows and plays it smart 

(Ah--) And if she's comin' she's showed no mark 
She's heard no whistle blowin' from the dark 
She feels like leavin' and she don't know why 
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh 

Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide 
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side 
All your life 
You were on your own 

If you want you can ride my train 
And soon forget the reason that you're leaving 
You'll lose yourself and then sometime 
Maybe even save yourself some grievin' 

Oh, oh, oh, oh 

Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide 
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side 
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide 
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side 
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide 
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide 
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide...

Aunt Matilda's Double Yummy Blow Your Mind Out Brownies
Performer(s): Paul Vance & Lee Pockriss



Mmm-mmm, good
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood!

There's a happy place
Where the rabbits go
It's a wonderland
Where the flowers grow

Everyone here is invited to tea
We'll one big family
Ah, eating Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Blow your mind out brownies
Made from Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Secret recipe

Mmm-mmm, good,
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood!

Alice is there and the rabbit is too
Everyone there is waiting for you

Ah, eating Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Blow your mind out brownies
Made from Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Secret recipe

Mmm-mmm, good
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood

Don't Come Knockin'
Composer(s): Fats Domino
Performer(s): Fats Domino



Don't come knockin' on my door
I don't want you round no more, no more
'Round me no more
I tell you once and I'll tell you twice
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right

You, you done me wrong
Stole my love and gone
I just can't go on
I just can't go on
You can go on baby, baby that's all right
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right

You, you done me wrong
Took my love and gone
I just can't go on
I just can't go on
You can go on baby, baby that's all right
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right

Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party (aka "When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home" and "I Was Seeing Nellie Home")
Composer(s): John Fletcher - Frances Kyle
Performer(s): Edison Male Quartette
and multiple other artists



In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight fell
Hush'd the sound of daylight bustle
Closed the pink eyed pimpernell
As adown the moss grown wood path
Where the cattle love to roam
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

When the autumn tinged the greenwood
Turning all its leaves to the gold
In the lawn by elders shaded
I my love to Nellie told
As we stood together gazing
On the star bespangled dome
How I blessed the august evening
When I saw sweet Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

White hairs mingled with my tresses
Furrows steal upon my brow
But a love smile cheers and blesses
Life's declining moments now
Matron in the snowy kerchief
Closer to my bosom come
Tell me do'st thou still remember
When I saw sweet Nellie home

In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home

Don't Come Home A' Drinkin' (With Lovin' on Your Mind)
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn - Peggy Sue
First recording/First release by: Loretta Lynn - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Well you thought I'd be waitin' up when you came home last night
You'd been out with all the boys and you ended up half tight
But liquor and love that just don't mix, leave a bottle or me behind
And don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind

No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town and see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love well you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind

You never take me anywhere because you're always gone
Many a night I've laid awake and cried dear all alone
And you come in a kissin' on, it happens every time
No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind

No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town and see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love well you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind

No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind

Aunque No Esté De Moda
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



Hoy de mi hacia ti, hoy de ti hacia mi
quiero hacerte un regalo viejo
Desempolvemos algo las pasiones lejanas
algo de aquellos sueños en ventanas
Vivamos de corrido, sin hacer poesía
aprendamos palabras de la vida

Desnudémonos pues como viejos amantes
que lo mismo de siempre nos quede delante
Desnudémonos pues como viejos amantes
que se apague la luz y que el sol se levante

Te quiero salvar de tu desnudez
en pleno centro de la soledad
Me quiero salvar haciendo revolución
desde tu cuerpo de cristal

Algo nos está pasando, ayer te leí una mano
y cada dibujo al verme me interrogó
Algo no está pasando, ayer apreté el interruptor
de encender la luz y encendí el sol

Hoy de ti hacia mi, hoy de mi hacia ti
vamos a hablar en voz muy baja
Dime lo que te pasa, déjame levantarte
déjame darte un beso y curarte
Vivamos de corrido, sin hacer poesía
aunque no esté de moda en estos días

Aunque no esté de moda te pido una mano
mis entrañas no entienden de estética y cambio
Aunque no esté de moda repite conmigo
quiero amor, quiero amor
quiero amor compartido

Te quiero salvar de tu desnudez
en pleno centro de la soledad
Me quiero salvar haciendo revolución
desde tu cuerpo por variar

Algo nos está pasando, un ruido como de pasos
viene en la oscuridad y se vuelve a ir
Algo nos está pasando, desde que la gente está empeñada
en quererse amar y en poder vivir 

Don't Close Your Eyes
Composer(s): Bob McDill
First release by: Keith Whitley - 1988



I know you loved him a long time ago
Even now in my arms you still want him I know
But darling this time your memories die
When you hold me tonight
Don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes let it be me
Don't pretend it's him in some fantasy
Darling just once let yesterday go
You'll find more love than you'll ever know
Just hold me tight When you love me tonight
And don't close your eyes
Maybe I've been a fool  holding on all this time
Lyin' here in your arms knowing he's in your mind
But I keep hoping some day that you'll see the light
Let it be me tonight and don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes let it be me
Don't pretend it's him in some fantasy
Darling just once let yesterday go
You'll find more love than you'll ever know
Just hold me tight When you love me tonight
And don't close your eyes
Maybe I've been a fool  holding on all this time
Lyin' here in your arms knowing he's in your mind
But I keep hoping some day that you'll see the light
Let it be me tonight and don't close your eyes

Aunque Mañana No Estés
Composer(s): Fito Páez
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



El fallo está tomado 
la condena es este amor 
los jueces de turno eligieron reir 
los hombres más tontos eligen 
los sueños
culpable 
No importa lo que pase 
mi paciencia aguantará 
ansiando las cartas que nunca llegaron 
llorando el aroma del río en tus pechos 
de angel 
Y aunque mañana no estés 
yo silvaré bajito y me morderé los labios
de tanto haberte esperado 
y seguir haciéndolo
Los hombres se someten 
al poder de la pasión 
quisiera explicarte que soy uno más 
quisiera explicarte que son las cadenzas 
del alma
No entiendo la distancia 
como existe y no es real 
soy presa de tu efecto 
soy tonto por ello 
quisiera ser nube y volar hacia el Norte
despacio. 
Y aunque mañana no estés ...

Don't Change On Me
Composer(s): Jimmy Holiday - Eddie Reeves
Performer(s): Ray Charles
and multiple other artists



Girl, you're my sunshine
Chase away the raindrops
Make it all worthwhile
Make all the pain stop
Just like a river
Keep love flowing
Don't let our world stop
Keep it going
I love you just the way you are
Honey, don't change on me
Girl, don't you change on me... girl, don't you change on me... no, no
Girl, you're my lucky star
Honey, don't change on me
Don't change on me... don't change on me
I used to wonder
Where would I find
Some kind of happiness
And peace of mind
I was living in darkness
But then you came
Bringing the sunlight
Easing my pain
I love you just the way you are
Honey, don't change on me
Girl, don't you change on me... girl, don't you change on me... no, no
Girl, you're my lucky star
Honey, don't change on me
Don't change on me... don't change on me
If there's a heaven
Then this is my prayer
Lord knows I want to know you
If we should meet there
And then forever
We'll walk together
Nothing but sunshine
No more stormy weather
I love you just the way you are
Honey, don't change on me
Girl, don't you change on me... girl, don't you change on me... no, no
Girl, you're my lucky star
Honey, don't change on me
Don't change on me... don't change on me

Aujourd'hui Peut-Être
Composer(s): Marcel Sicard - Paul Durand
Performer(s): Fernand Sardou



Devant ma maison y a un pin terrible
Dont la grosse branche pourrait bien tomber
Pour mon pauvre toit, quelle belle cible
Cette branche-là, je vais la couper...

Aujourd'hui peut-être, ou alors demain
Ce sacré soleil me donne la flemme
Je la couperai... té: après-demain
Et si je peux pas la couper moi-même
Je demanderai à l'ami Tonin
Qui la coupera aussi bien lui-même
Ce n'est pas qu'on soit feignant par ici
Mais il fait si chaud dans notre Midi

J'ai de beaux lapins, des lapins superbes
Mais ils ont toujours envie de manger
Il faut tout le temps leur couper de l'herbe
Et je devrais bien leur en ramasser...

Aujourd'hui peut-être, ou alors demain
Ces sacrés lapins me donnent la flemme
Je la couperai... té: après-demain
Et si je peux pas la couper moi même
Hé bé je lâcherai tous mes beaux lapins
Qui la couperont aussi bien eux-mêmes
Ce n'est pas qu'on soit feignant par ici
Mais la terre est basse dans notre Midi

Le soir de mes noces avec Thérèse
Quand on s'est trouvés tout déshabillés
En sentant frémir son beau corps de braise
Je me suis pensé: "je vais l'embrasser"...

Aujourd'hui peut-être, ou alors demain
Moi les émotions, boudiou, ça me rend tout blême
Je l'embrasserai... té: après demain
Et si je peux pas l'embrasser moi-même...
Mais soudain ça m'a pris au petit matin
On est déchaîné chez nous quand on aime
Et deux mois après... j'avais trois petits
Nous sommes les rois dans notre Midi

Don't Cha Stop
Composer(s): Ric Ocasek
Performer(s): The Cars



Right here I'd like to melt inside of you
Right here your kiss is totally new
Right here your hands are soft and creamy
Right here your mouth is wet and dreamy
And it's just what I like
So dim down the light
Don't cha stop don't cha stop
Don't cha stop don't cha stop
If it makes you feel good
Your rhapsody is blowing my cool
Your fantasies were written for fools
Your long black hair it tickles my skin
Feels so luscious come on do it again

Aujourd'hui C'est Toi
Composer(s): Francis Lai - Pierre Barouh
Performer(s): Francis Lai



Toi et moi
Nous vivons dans la ville
Nos coeurs depuis longtemps
Longtemps
Ont le rythme des rues
Parmi tous ces regards
Qui se croisent et defilent
Les notres par hasard cessent d'etre inconnue

Aujourd'hui c'est toi
Aujourd'hui c'est moi
Aujourd'hui l'amour
Nous a pris par le bras
Et tant pis su ca va trop vite
Puisque l'amour nous invite
vivre eperdument
Ce qui nous attends

August Was A Heavy Month
Composer(s): Bob Geldof
Performer(s): Bob Geldof



I'll take another photograph
Before the old one fades
It reminds me of those things that past
And quickly passed away
But it comes on in the early night

Creeping up on you
Those scenes of devastation
Crushing down on cue
These days are growing colder now
The light is growing dim
August was a heavy month
And now the nights are drawing in
Poor Baby Blue's wrapped up again
Inside her final pain
I'd help her if I could I say
She puts us all to shame
Alright, alright I know I've got a lot
Left to answer for
But am I the only one to blame
And anyway who's keeping score
But the grass seems so much brighter now
She's spilled her blood again
August was a heavy month
Wash it down September rain

Baby Blue picks up her life tonight
And rushes for the Chelsea train
All the stars shine down on her tonight
And August was a heavy month

The photograph is cracked and torn
From being picked up, put down
Like some holy relic
Whose worshippers are found
Searching through their sacred books
For the holy grail of "why"
But the total sum of knowledge
Knows no more than you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last