Lady Madonna
((Italian Version: Lady Madonna (by I Gleemen))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who find the money when you pay the rent
Did you think that money was heaven sent

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlegs
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest
Pa pa pa pa...
See how they run

Lady Madonna lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed mending
See how they run

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet

Bambou Bar
Composer(s): Luc Plamondon - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc; Anne Clark



Avec sa peau d'ébène
Et ses cheveux nattés
Petite fleur africaine
Jetée sur le pavé

Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait le soir?
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Debout sur le comptoir
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Et moi je viens la voir

Avec son port de reine
Sur ses talons aiguilles
Vaut mieux pas qu'on la prenne
Jamais pour une fille

Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait le soir?
Eile danse au Bambou Bar
C'est tout ce qu'elle sait faire
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Toute nue dans la lumière

Dans la jungle
Y a des bananiers
Du solei
Pour nous réchauffer
Des tam-tam
Pour nous faire danser
Comme au Bambou Bar

Qu'est-ce qu'elle fait le soir?
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Sous les regards qui brillent
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Et puis elle se rhabille
Dans la ville
Il y a des trottoirs
Pas falloir
Y marcher le soir
Surtout pas
Si on rentre tard...
Du Bambou Bar

Quand elle entend derrière elle
Des pas sur le macadam
Elle bondit comme une gazelle
Son cœur bat comme un tam-tam

Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Debout sur le comptoir
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Et moi je viens la voir

Elle danse au Bambou Bar
C'est tout ce qu'elle sait faire
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Toute nue dans la lumière
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Sous les regards qui brillent
Elle danse au Bambou Bar
Et puis elle se rhabille

Lady Lynda
Composer(s): Al Jardine - Ron Altbach
Performer(s): The Beach Boys



Lady lady lady lady

Won't you come here and lie lady Lynda with me
We can lie in the green canyon meadows
And we'll hear the birds sing in the spring
Don't you know if you'll stay lady Lynda with me
We can talk about love everafter
When you lie lady Lynda with me

Lynda, won't you say that we can be near
You cannot deny there've been hard times
oooh...
Darlin', evolution is drawing us near
Look in my eyes whoa

Lynda, won't you say that I am your man
Don't look surprised, it's all in his plan
oooh...
But darlin', evolution is drawing us near
Lie lady lie

Oooh lady won't you lie lady

Now won't you stay lady Lynda with me
We can talk about love everafter
When you lie lady Lynda with me

Ohh lady won't you lie lady
Won't you ooh lady won't you stay lady with me
When you lie lady Lynda

Come along with me
Ohh lady won't you lie lady
Won't you lie with me
Darlin' you know you make my heart sing
Won't you come along and sing a song
Sing the sound of love
Ohh lady won't you lie lady
Won't you lie with me
Darlin your love is like the coming spring
Won't you come along and sing a song
Sing the song my love
Ohh lady won't you lie lady
Won't you lie with me
Darlin your love is like the coming spring
Won't you come along and sing a song
Sing the song my love
Ohh lady won't you lie lady
Won't you lie with me
Darlin your love is like the coming spring
Won't you come along and sing a song
Sing the song my love
Ooh lady won't you lie lady won't you marry me

Bambou
Composer(s): Alain Chamfort - Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Alain Chamfort; Guy Godefroy



Dans tes silences se dessinent
Des Africaines abyssines
Dans tes mutismes, ton délire
Va de l'Angola au Zaïre
Bambou voyage par la pensée
Elle est près de moi mais m'a déjà quitté

Tous les silences de Bambou
Hurlent dans ma tête et me rendent fou

Dans tes yeux absents se dévoilent
Des fièvres aux moiteurs tropicales
Quand tes pupilles se dilatent
L'eau trouble des étangs s'y miroite
La saison des pluies est passée
Bambou ne pleure plus, elle s'est vite consolée
Tous les silences de Bambou
Hurlent dans ma tête et me rendent fou

Tu es désert Bambou
Et jungle Bambou
Forêt de Bambou
Et coups de Bambou
Dans te silences se dessinent
Des Africaines abyssines
Dans tes commotions cérébrales
Je vois l'Afrique équatoriale

Lady Lucille
Composer(s): Gildas Arzel
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



J'entends des pas à la porte
J'en tends les cris de la foule
Les battements de cœur emportent
Mes forces et mon sang qui s'écoulent

Pourquoi si tôt?
Ma voix est partie, j'ai oublié
Tous les mots, même le premier
Pourtant c'était si long d'attendre
J'aurai dû mieux les apprendre

J'ai peut-être encore le temps pour un verre
À quoi ça sert, à quoi ça sert

Si trop souvent je t'appelle
Si tu te lasses de moi
Si parfois je suis infidèle
Je n'ai jamais aimé que toi

Est-ce que c'est trop?
Est-ce que tu me fuis?
Est-ce que tu sais?
Tous les jours que je t'ai donné
Entre la peur et la scène
C'est le moment pour que tu viennes

J'ai peut-être encore le temps pour qu'on s'aime
Ah oui! Lucille pour qu'on quitte la terre

Lady Lucille pour aujourd'hui comme hier
Lady Lucille je t'adresse la même prière
Lady Lucille comme un soldat avant la guerre
Lady Lucille fait tomber sur moi la lumière
Rock'n'roll

Lady Lucille, tu sais, je compte sur toi
Lady Lucille fais qu'ils comptent avec moi

1 2 3

1 2

1 2 3 4

Rock'n'roll !

Lady Lucille pour aujourd'hui comme hier
Lady Lucille je t'adresse la même prière
Lady Lucille comme un soldat avant la guerre
Lad'y lucille fait tomber sur moi la lumière
Rock'n'roll

Bamboozled
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - Paul Klein
Performer(s): Dean Martin



(Bam-bamboozled, bam-bamboozled)

Hey, looka here, see me grin ear to ear
All aglow, I'm so bamboozled (Bamboozled)
Hey, look at me walkin' tall as a tree
Since I got a lot bamboozled (Bamboozled)
I kept shyin' away, she kept sighin' away
Now, suffice it to say
That I fought and I fought, but I'm finally caught

I fly like the birds, feel too lovely for words
Yesiree, that's me, bamboozled
Out of my wits, but the thrill of it fits like a glove
(Bamboozled, bamboozled by you)
Heaven, open the door, I ain't runnin' no more
I got bamboozled
But, oh, how I love it in love

(La la la la la la la la la la la bamboozled, bamboozled)
(La la la la la la la la la la la bamboozled, bamboozled)

I tried takin' a stand, she kept takin' my hand
That felt wonderful grand
So I fell like a ton, I'm a son-of-a-gun
Will you look at me now, not a crease on my brow
When we kiss, I'm this bamboozled
Sailin' along, feelin' bright as the song of a dove
(Bamboozled, bamboozled by you)
She kept playin' it smart, kissed me out of my heart
I got bamboozled (Bamboozled, bamboozled)
But, oh, how I love it in love

Lady Love
Composer(s): Vonghn Gray - Sherman Marshall
Performer(s): Lou Rawls



Lady love, your love is peaceful
Like the summer's breeze
My lady love, with love that's tender
As a baby's touch
You give me all of the things
That I need so much
You're my world, lady love

Lady love, your love is cooling
Like the winter snow
My lady love, with love that's cozy
As a fire's glow
And I keep on needing you, girl
A little more and more
And I thank you, my lady love

You know, it's not easy to keep love flowing smooth
People are people and they all have their moods
But it's so nice just to have someone like you
Who wants a smooth and easy thing
And all the good times that it brings

My lady love, you've been with me
Through all of my ups and downs
My lady love, I once was lost
But now with you I'm found
You got the love I need
And I want to stay around
Heaven sent you down, my lady love

Let me tell you that it's not easy to keep love flowing smooth
You know, people are people, they all have their moods
But it's so nice just to have someone like you
Who wants a smooth and easy thing
And all the good times and the joy that it brings

My lady love, you've been with me
Through all of my ups and downs
And my crazy turn-arounds
My lady love, you got the love I need
So stay around
Heaven sent my lady love

Lady love, sweet lady love
You are so good to me
Lady love, like a warm summer breeze
(So glad I found my lady love, lady love)
(so glad I found my lady love, lady love) 

Bamboleo
Composer(s): Tonino Baliardo - J. Bouchikh - Nicolás Reyes
Performer(s): Gipsy Kings
and multiple other artists



Este amor llega asi esta manera
No tiene la culpa
Caballo le ven sabana
Porque muy depreciado
Por eso no te perdon de llorar
Este amor llega asi esta manera
No tiene la culpa
Amor de comprementa
Amor del mes pasado
Bebele, bembele, bembele

Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi
Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi
No tiene pardon de dios
Tu eres mi vida, la fortuna del destino
Pero el destino tendressa para dos
Lo mismo yo que ayer
Lo mismo soy yo
No te encuentro a l’abandon
Es imposible no te encuentro de verdad
Por eso un dia no cuentro si de nada
Lo mismo you que ayer
Yo pienso en ti

Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi
Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi

Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi
Bamboleo, bambolea
Porque mi vida, yo la prefiero vivir asi

Lady Jane 
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards
First release by: The Rolling Stones - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Lady Jane (Italian Version) (by I New Dada)
1979 - Lady Jane (German Version) (by Peter Schleicher)



My sweet Lady Jane
When I see you again
Your servant am I
And will humbly remain 
Just heed this plea, my love
On bended knee my love
I pledge myself to Lady Jane

My dear Lady Anne
I've done what I can
I must take my leave
For promised I am
This play is run, my love
Your time has come, my love
I pledge my troth to Lady Jane

Oh, my sweet Marie
I wait at your ease
The sands have run out
For your lady and me
Wedlock is nigh, my love
Her station's right, my love
Life is secure with Lady Jane

Bambino
((Adapted from: Guaglione (by Aurelio Fierro) - 1956))
Composer(s): Giuseppe Fanciulli - Nisa - Jacques Larue
Performer(s): Dalida - 1956
Versions In Other Languages:
1957 - The Man Who Plays The Mandolino (by Dean Martin)
1959 - En Dreng I Neapel (by Lis Jannie & Ib Renards Orkester)
2006 - Bella Bella Signorina (by Patrizio Buanne)
2010 - Bambino (Arabic Version) (by Faudel)



Bambino, Bambino ne pleure pas, Bambino

Les yeux battus la mine triste
et les joues blêmes
Tu ne dors plus
Tu n'es plus que l'ombre de toi-même
Seul dans la rue tu rôdes
Comme une âme en peine
Et tous les soirs sous sa fenêtre
on peut te voir

Je sais bien que tu l'adores
Et qu'elle a de jolies yeux
Mais tu es trop jeune encore
Pour jouer les amoureux
Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline
mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et canta, canta de ta voix câline
mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux

Avec tes cheveux si blonds
Tu as l'air d'un chérubin
Va plutôt jouer au ballon
Comme font tous les gamins

Tu peux fumer comme un Monsieur des cigarettes
Te déhancher sur le trottoir quand tu la guettes
Tu peux pencher sur ton oreille, ta casquette
Ce n'est pas ça, qui dans son cœur, te vieillira
L'amour et la jalousie ne sont pas des jeux d'enfant
Et tu as toute la vie pour souffrir comme les grands

Et gratte, gratte sur ta mandoline
Mon petit Bambino
Ta musique est plus jolie
que tout le ciel de l'Italie
Et canta, canta de ta voix câline
mon petit Bambino
Tu peux chanter tant que tu veux
Elle ne te prend pas au sérieux

Si tu as trop de tourments ne les garde pas pour toi
Va le dire à ta maman les mamans c'est fait pour ça
Et là, blotti dans l'ombre douce de ses bras
Pleure un bon coup et ton chagrin s'envolera

The Lady In Red
Performer(s): Desi Arnaz (aka Ricky Ricardo)



Oh the lady in red is as fresh as a daisy when the town is in bed
Dancing and dining and shining with originality
She's very proper
She's nothing more than a pal
Oh me and oh my
You'll never stop her
She'll be a dangerous gal 
If she ever met the right guy

Oh the lady in red 
The fellas are crazy for the lady in red
She's a bit gaudy but lord what a pretty personality

Say have you ever met the girl who's the toast of the town
A work of art without a question
You better write her number down, you fools

Bama Lama Bama Loo
Composer(s): Little Richard
First release by: Little Richard - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Bama lama bama loo
Got a girl named Lucinder, we call her the great pretender
Got a girl named Lucinder, we call her the great pretender
And when she talks, she says bama lama loo

Bama lama, bama loo, bama lama, bama loo
Bama lama, bama loo, bama lama, bama loo
Now I dig her style, she's like a drive me wild with
Bama lama, bama loo

I asked my baby for kiss, she shook her head like this
I asked my little girl for kiss, she shook her head around like this
She said woooo-oh, yeah

Bama lama, bama loo, ...
Now I dig that style, it's drivin' me wild with
Bama lama, bama loo

I asked my baby for kiss, ...

Bama lama, bama loo, ...
Now I dig that style, now I'm drivin' her wild with
Bama lama, bama loo

The Lady In Red
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
First release by: Chris de Burgh - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
2006 - Ledi Dojdya (by Aleksandr Panaiotov)
2008 - El Hombre Del Ayer (by Rosa)



I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright
I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance
They're looking for a little romance, given half a chance
I have never seen that dress you're wearing
Or the highlights in your head that catch your eyes I have been blind
The lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek
There's nobody here, it's just you and me, It's where I wanna be 
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I'll never for get, the way you look tonight

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled, It took my breath away
I have never had such a feeling
Such a feeling of complete and utter love, as I do tonight

The way you look tonight 
I never will forget, the way you look tonight
The lady in red 
The lady in red
The lady in red
My lady in red (I love you)

Balulalow
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Loreena McKennitt
and multiple other artists



I come to hevin which to tell
The best nowells that e'er befell
To you thir tythings trew I bring
And I will of them say and sing

This day to you is born ane child
Of Marie meik and Virgin mild
That bliss it bairn bening and kind
Sall you rejoyce baith hart and mind

Lat us rejoyis and be blyth
And with the Hyrdis go full swyth
And see what God of his grace hes done
Throu Christ to bring us to his throne

My saull and life stand up and see
Wha lyis in ane cribbe of tree.
What Babe is that, sa gude and fair
It is Christ, God's son and Air

O my deir hard, yung Jesus sweit
Prepair thy creddil in my spreit!
And I sall rock thee in my hart
And never mair fra thee depart

Bot I sall praise thee evermoir
With sangis sweit unto thy gloir
The kneis of my hard sall I bow
And sing that rycht Balulalow

Lady In Black
Composer(s): Ken Hensley
First release by: Uriah Heep - 1971



She came to me one morning
One lonely Sunday morning
Her long hair flowing
In the midwinter wind
I know not how she found me
For in darkness I was walking
And destruction lay around me
From a fight I could not win
Ah ah ah ...

She asked me name my foe then
I said the need within some men
To fight and kill their brothers
Without thought of love or God
And I begged her give me horses
To trample down my enemies
So eager was my passion
To devour this waste of life
Ah ah ah ...

But she wouldn't think of battle that
Reduces men to animals
So easy to begin
And yet impossible to end
For she's the mother of our men
Who counselled me so wisely then
I feared to walk alone again
And asked if she would stay
Ah ah ah ...

Oh lady lend your hand outright
And let me rest here at your side
Have faith and trust
In peace she said
And filled my heart with life
There is no strength in numbers
Have no such misconception
But when you need me
Be assured I won't be far away
Ah ah ah ...

Thus having spoke she turned away
And though I found no words to say
I stood and watched until I saw
Her black coat disappear
My labour is no easier
But now I know I'm not alone
I find new heart each time
I think upon that windy day
And if one day she comes to you
Drink deeply from her words so wise
Take courage from her
As your prize
And say hello from me
Ah ah ah ...

Baltimore
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant - Felice Bryant
Performer(s): Sonny James



My shirt is ragged and my pants are tore
I ain’t found nothin’ I’m a-looking for
And I wanna go back to Baltimore

I miss my dinghy on the Chesapeake shore
The shrimp and the shad fish I adore
And I wanna go back to Baltimore

Well, I left home about ten months ago
‘Cause I was tired of my status quo

I said I’m sick of this dead-haired town
I’m gonna cut out and have a look around
That was my first mistake              

For a while I was living real hole in the hog
Having more fun than a pedigree dog
For long though, my loot ran low
And I said, “oh well, I’ll be a hobo”
That was my second mistake

My shirt is ragged and my pants are tore
I ain’t found nothing I’m looking for
And I want to go back to Baltimore
 
Well I starved in Chicago and Kalamazoo
Went down to Atlanta an’ I starved there too
I met a lot of girls but you can’t make time
When you’re knockin’on a back door
And begging for a dime
I know – I tried it

I looked for my fortune as hard as I could
But you can’t find a fortune chopping up wood
So I’ll admit, though I’ll lose a lot of face
That my own back yard was a heck of a place
Baltimore – good old Baltimore

My shirt is ragged and my pants are tore
I ain’t found nothin’ I’m a-looking for
And I wanna go back to Baltimore

I miss my dinghy on the Chesapeake shore
The shrimp and the shad fish I adore
And I wanna go back to Baltimore

Fetch me a train
Flag me down a Simmer
Man, I don’t care
I gotta get back

Lady Godiva's Operation
Composer(s): Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1968



Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another curly hair boy, just another toy
Sick with silence she weeps sincerly
Saying words that have oh so clearly been said
So long ago

Draperies wrapped gently around her shoulder
Life has made her that much bolder now
That she’s found out how

Dressed in silk, latin, lace and envy
Pride and joy of the latest funny faire
Pretty passing care

Hair today now dipped in the water
Making love to every poor daughter’s son
Isn’t it fun

Now today propping frace with envy
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone’s there
And hasn’t a care

Doctor is coming the nurse thinks sweetly
Turning on the machine and neatlypump air
The body lies bare
Shaed and hairless what onces was screaming
Now lies silent and almost sleeping
The brain must have gone away

Strapped securely to the white table
Ether caused the body to wither and writhe
Underneath the wight light

Doctor arrives with knife and baggage
Sees the growth as just so much cabbage
That now
Must be cut away

Now comes the moment of great! great! decision!
The doctor is making his first incision!
One goes here - one goes there

The ether tubes leaking says someone who’s sloppy
Patient it seems is not so well sleeping
The screams echo up the hall
Don’t panic someone give him pentathol instantly
Doctor removes his blade
Cagily so from the brain
By m count of ten 
The head won’t move

Balm In Gilead
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte
and multiple other artists



There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul

Sometimes I feel discouraged
And think my work's in vain
But then the Holy Spirit
Revives my soul again

There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul

If you can't pray like Peter
If you can't pray like Paul
Go home and tell your neighbor
"He died to save us all"

There is a balm in Gilead
To make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead
To heal the sin-sick soul

Lady Godiva
Composer(s): Gordon Mills - Mike Leander
Performer(s): Peter & Gordon
and multiple other artists



Seventeen, a beauty queen
She made a ride that caused a scene
In the town

Her long blonde hair
Hangin' down around her knees
All the cats who dig striptease
Prayin' for a little breeze
Her long blonde hair
Falling down across her arms
Hiding all the lady's charms
Lady Godiva

She found fame and made her name
A hollywood director came into town
And said to her
"How'd you like to be a star?"
"You're a girl that could go far"
"'specially dressed the way you are"
She smiled at him
Gave her pretty head a shake
That was Lady G's mistake
A-hey-hey-hey
Lady Godiva

He directs certificate 'X'
And people now are craning their necks
To see her
'cause she's a star
One that everybody knows
Finished with the striptease shows
Now she can't afford her clothes

Her long blonde hair
Lyin' on the barber's floor
Doesn't need it long anymore
Lady Godiva

Ballroom Blitz
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
First release by: The Sweet - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



Are you ready, Steve? Aha
Andy? Yeah!
Mick? OK
Alright, fellas, let's go!
Oh it's been getting so hard
Livin' with the things you do to me, aha
Oh my dreams are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see
Oh, I see a man at the back
As a matter of fact his eyes are red as the sun
And a girl in the corner let no one ignore her
'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one
Oh, yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing, and they all started grooving
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz
I'm reaching out for something
Touching nothing's all I ever do
Oh, I softly call you over
When you appear there's nothing left of you, aha
Now the man in the back
Is ready to crack as he raises his hands to the sky
And the girl in the corner is ev'ryone's mourner
She could kill you with a wink of her eye
Oh yeah, it was electric, so frightfully hectic
And the band started leaving, 'cause they all stopped breathing
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz
Oh yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing, and they all started grooving
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
And the man at the back said
Everyone attack and it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said
Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz
It's it's a ballroom blitz, it's it's a ballroom blitz
It's it's a ballroom blitz, yeah, it's a ballroom blitz