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  • 25-03-2007
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    Leftover Wine
    Composer(s): Melanie Safka
    Performer(s): Melanie



    What do you do when the people go home
    and what do you do when the show is all done
    I know what I'll do in the alone of my time
    but what will I do with the leftover wine

    A line from a poem of my childhood has said
    that visions of sugarplums were gonna dance in my head
    I'll spend my whole life making the time rhyme
    but I'll still have a bowl of leftover wine
    I'll spend my whole life making the time rhyme
    and then I'll sing them a song of mine
    you know Ii'm gonna do anything - just to take up time
    'cause I can't find a taker for the leftover wine

    (and) what do you do when the people go home
    and what do you do when the show is all done
    I know what I'll do in the alone of my time
    but what will I do with the leftover wine
    I'm gonna spend my whole life making the time rhyme
    and then i'm gonna run to the people
    and I'll sing them a song of mine
    you know I'm gonna do anything - just to take up time
    'cause I can't find a taker for the leftover wine

    I'll drink some of yours
    If you'll drink all of mine
    because I can't stand the taste of that leftover wine
    and I'm gonna drink some of yours
    If you'll drink all of mine
    because I can't stand the taste of leftover wine
    and I'll drink some of yours
    If you'll drink all of mine
    I can't stand the taste of leftover wine



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    Bodhisattva
    Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
    Originally performed by: Steely Dan
    Covered by various other artists



    Bodhisattva
    Would you take me by the hand
    Bodhisattva
    Would you take me by the hand
    Can you show me
    The shine of your Japan
    The sparkle of your China
    Can you show me
    Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
    I'm gonna sell my house in town
    Bodhisattva
    I'm gonna sell my house in town
    And I'll be there
    To shine in your Japan
    To shine in your China
    Yes I'll be there
    Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva

    Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
    Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva



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    24-03-2007
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    Left Right Out Of Your Heart
    Composer(s): Earl Shuman - Mort Garson
    Performer(s): Patti Page; Titus Turner



    Hi-lee, Hi-lo, Hi-lup-up-up
    Hi-lee, Hi-lo, Hi-left
    Hi-lee, Hi-lo, Hi-lup-up-up
    Hi-lee, Hi-lo, Hi-left

    Oh, I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your arms
    Oh, I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your charms
    My heart said eyes right (Right)
    Right from the start
    Now I am left, right (Right, left)
    Out of your heart

    You said I was a cute Marine
    And I was so impressed
    You said of all the guys you knew
    That you loved me the best
    I gave you all my kisses
    Surrendered my two arms
    But time revealed you played the field
    And darling I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your arms
    Oh, I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your charms
    My heart said eyes right (Right)
    Right from the start
    Now I am left, right (Right, left)
    Out of your heart

    You said to look you up, up, up
    When I got back to town
    But when I hit the city
    All you did was let me down
    I caught you with a sailor
    And, baby, though you said
    I'm merely warmin' up for you
    I figured I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your arms
    Oh, I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your charms
    My heart said eyes right (Right)
    Right from the start
    Now I am left, right (Right, left)
    Out of your heart

    I called you on the telephone
    And you said, Billy dear
    You're being' mighty silly
    in believing all you hear
    You know I love you only
    So Billy save your breath
    But, since my name is Jimmy
    I knew that I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your arms
    Oh, I was left (Left)
    Right (Right)
    Out of your charms
    My heart said eyes right (Right)
    Right from the start
    Now I am left, right (Right, left)
    Out of your heart



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Bocca Di Rosa
    French Title: Gueule De Rose
    Composer(s): Fabrizio de André
    Originally performed by: Fabrizio de André
    Covered by various other artists



    La chiamavano bocca di rosa
    metteva l'amore metteva l'amore
    la chiamavano bocca di rosa
    metteva l'amore sopra ogni cosa
    Appena scese alla stazione
    del paesino di Sant'Ilario
    tutti si accorsero con uno sguardo
    che non si trattava di un missionario
    C'e' chi l'amore lo fa per noia
    chi se lo sceglie per professione
    bocca di rosa ne' l'uno ne' l'altro
    lei lo faceva per passione
    Ma la passione spesso conduce
    a soddisfare le proprie voglie
    senza indagare se il concupito
    ha il cuore libero oppure ha moglie
    E fu così che da un giorno all'altro
    bocca di rosa si tirò addosso
    l'ira funesta delle cagnette
    a cui aveva sottratto l'osso
    Ma le comari di un paesino
    non brillano certo d'iniziativa
    le contromisure fino al quel punto
    si limitavano all'invettiva
    Si sa che la gente da' buoni consigli
    sentendosi come Gesù nel tempio
    si sa che la gente da' buoni consigli
    se non può dare cattivo esempio
    Così una vecchia mai stata moglie
    senza mai figli, senza più voglie
    si prese la briga e di certo il gusto
    di dare a tutte il consiglio giusto
    E rivolgendosi alle cornute
    le apostrofò con parole acute:
    "Il furto d'amore sarà punito -disse-
    dall'ordine costituito"
    E quelle andarono dal commissario
    e dissero senza parafrasare
    "Quella schifosa ha già troppi clienti
    più di un consorzio alimentare"
    E arrivarono quattro gendarmi
    con i pennacchi con i pennacchi
    e arrivarono quattro gendarmi
    con i pennacchi e con le armi
    Il cuore tenero non e' una dote
    di cui sian colmi i carabinieri
    ma quella volta a prendere il treno
    l'accompagnarono malvolentieri
    Alla stazione c'erano tutti dal
    commissario al sagrestano
    alla stazione c'erano tutti
    con gli occhi rossi e il cappello in mano
    A salutare chi per un poco
    senza pretese, senza pretese
    a salutare chi per un poco
    portò l'amore nel paese
    C'era un cartello giallo
    con una scritta nera, diceva
    "Addio bocca di rosa
    con te se ne parte la primavera"
    Ma una notizia un po' originale
    non ha bisogno di alcun giornale
    come una freccia dall'arco scocca
    vola veloce di bocca in bocca
    E alla stazione successiva
    molta più gente di quando partiva
    chi manda un bacio, chi getta un fiore
    chi si prenota per due ore
    Persino il parroco che non disprezza
    fra un miserere e un'estrema unzione
    il bene effimero della bellezza
    la vuole accanto in processione
    E con la Vergine in prima fila
    e bocca di rosa poco lontano
    si porta a spasso per il paese
    l'amore sacro e l'amor profano



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    23-03-2007
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    Left Over Biscuits
    Performer(s): The Lost & Found



    Left over biscuits, left over ham
    Left over gravy in an old fryin' pan
    Left over coffee, left over tea
    Now I'm all alone 'cause she done left over me

    Well I asked my wife if I could go out with the boys
    Just a little party over at Jimmy Roy's
    She said "yes honey, you know that I don't care"
    But what I didn't tell her it was a three day afair

    Left over biscuits, left over ham
    Left over gravy in an old fryin' pan
    Left over coffee, left over tea
    Now I'm all alone 'cause she done left over me

    Then we went to a party over at my neighbors' home
    Me and my neighbor's wife in the kitchen all alone
    She was makin' biscuits while I was makin' time
    Caught in the act by that little old wife of mine

    Left over biscuits, left over ham
    Left over gravy in an old fryin' pan
    Left over coffee, left over tea
    Now I'm all alone 'cause she done left over me

    Now I'm all alone, 'cause she done left over me



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Bobby's Girl
    Composer(s): Hank Hoffman; Gary Klein
    Originally performed by: Marcie Blane
    Covered by: Susan Maughan



    (You're not a kid anymore)
    (You're not a kid anymore)

    When people ask of me
    What would you like to be
    Now that you're not a kid anymore
    (You're not a kid anymore)

    I know just what to say
    I answer right away
    There's just one thing I've been wishing for...

    I want to be Bobby's girl
    I want to be Bobby's girl
    That's the most important thing to me...

    And if I was Bobby's girl
    If I was Bobby's girl
    What a faithful thankful girl I'd be

    Each night I sit at home
    Hoping that he will phone
    But I know Bobby has someone else

    Still in my heart I pray
    There soon will come the day
    That I will have him all to myself...

    I want to be Bobby's girl
    I want to be Bobby's girl
    That's the most important thing to me...

    And if I was Bobby's girl
    If I was Bobby's girl
    What a faithful thankful girl I'd be
    What a faithful thankful girl I'd be



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    22-03-2007
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    Left Of The Dial
    Composer(s): Paul Westerberg
    First release by: The Replacements - 1985
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Read about your band in some local page
    Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name
    Sweet Georgia breezes, safe, cool and warm
    I headed up north, you headed north

    On and on and on and on
    What side are you on?
    On and on and on and on
    What side are you on?

    Weary voice that's laughin', on the radio once
    We sounded drunk, never made it on
    Passin' through and it's late, the station started to fade
    Picked another one up in the very next state

    On and on and on and on
    What side are you on?
    On and on and on and on and...

    Pretty girl keep growin' up, playin' make-up, wearin' guitar
    Growin' old in a bar, ya grow old in a bar
    Headed out to San Francisco, definitely not L.A.
    Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name

    And if I don't see ya, in a long, long while
    I'll try to find you
    Left of the dial



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Bobby Sox To Stockings
    Composer(s): Dennis Di Cicco; Russ Faith; Clarence Kehner
    Performer(s): Frankie Avalon; Boris Gardiner



    When a girl changes from bobby sox to stockings
    And she starts trading her baby toys for boys
    When that once-shy little sleepyhead
    Learns about love and its lilt
    You can bet that the change
    Is more than from cotton to silk

    If a miss wants to be kissed instead of cuddled
    And to this you are in doubt as what to say
    When a girl changes from bobby sox to stockings
    Then she's old enough to give her heart away

    When a girl changes from bobby sox to stockings
    And she starts trading her baby toys for boys
    When that once-shy little sleepyhead
    Learns about love and its lilt
    You can bet that the change
    Is more than from cotton to silk

    If a miss wants to be kissed instead of cuddled
    And to this you are in doubt as what to say
    When a girl changes from bobby sox to stockings
    Then she's old enough to give her heart away

    Yes, she's old enough to give her heart away



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    21-03-2007
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    L'effet Que Tu Me Fais
    Composer(s): Edith Piaf - Marc Heyral
    Performer(s): Edith Piaf



    Y a des gens qui savent exprimer
    La grandeur de leurs sentiments
    Moi je n'ai aucune facilité
    C'est une question d' tempérament

    Je n' peux pas dire l'effet qu' tu m' fais
    Mais vrai: tu m' fais un drôle d'effet
    Ça commence là, ça passe par là
    Ça continue, et ça s'en va...
    Je m'demande où, ça je n' sais pas
    Mais ça revient, et ça remet ça
    Il n'y a qu'un remède pour calmer ça
    C'est quand tu me prends dans tes bras

    T'as dans ta main ma ligne de chance
    Et dans tes yeux, mes jours heureux
    On peut bien dire que l'existence
    A des moments si merveilleux
    Que je m' demande si l' paradis
    Quoi qu'on en dise, est mieux qu'ici
    Si j' pouvais dire l'effet qu' tu m' fais
    Mais vrai : tu m' fais un drôle d'effet

    Si tu veux savoir mon impression
    Notre amour c'est comme un peu d' blanc
    C'est beau l' blanc, mais c'est salissant
    Aussi j'y fais très attention

    Je n' peux pas dire l'effet qu' tu m' fais
    Mais vrai : tu m' fais un drôle d'effet
    Ça commence là, ça passe par là
    Ça continue, et ça s'en va...
    Je m' demande où, ça je n' sais pas
    Mais ça revient, et ça remet ça
    Il n'y a qu'un remède pour calmer ça
    C'est quand tu me prends dans tes bras

    Crois-tu vraiment qu'on a d' la chance
    De nous aimer et d'être heureux?
    Y a tant de gens dans l'existence
    Qui voudraient bien être amoureux
    T'as des façons de m' regarder
    Vraiment, t'as pas besoin d' parler
    Et si j' te fais l'effet qu' tu m' fais
    Ben vrai, on s' fait un drôle d'effet ...



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Bobby Moto
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos; Fernando Lupano
    Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



    En aquella esquina fina
    orgullosamente stone
    con el casco en una mano
    y esa estúpida ambición
    de ganar minas, con su motor
    una mente congelada
    todo es artificial
    no le importa el folklore
    ni la gente del metal
    cuantos adornos por figurar
    uh! uh!

    Cuando llega a su casa
    sin dinero, oliendo mal
    una madre paranoica
    lo quiere castigar
    Donde estuviste nene?
    Cuando estudias?
    pero quedate tranquilo
    no te van a condenar
    mientras andes a 200
    se que nunca pesarás
    tu ideología es tan fugaz
    uh! uh!



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    20-03-2007
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    Leezie Lindsay
    Composer(s): Robert Burns - Donald of the Isles - R. Andropolis
    Performer(s): Eddi Reader
    and multiple other artists



    Will ye gang tae the Hielands, Leezie Lindsay?
    Will ye gang tae the Hielands wi' me?
    Will ye gang tae the Hielands, Leezie Lindsay, fair maid
    My bride and my darling tae be?"

    "To gang to the Hielands wi' you, sir
    I dinna ken how that may be
    For I ken nae the land that ye live in, by troth
    Nor ken I the lad I'm gaun wi'"

    "O, Leezie, lass, ye maun ken little
    If sae be ye dinna ken me
    For my name is Laird Ronald MacDonald, pledge I
    A chieftain o' high degree"

    Then up bespak' Leezie's best woman
    A bonnie young lassie was she
    "Had I but a mark in my pocket, as ye
    It's Donald that I wad gang wi'"

    She has kilted her coats o' green satin
    She has kilted them up tae her knee
    And she's aff and away wi' MacDonald, her Laird
    His bride and his darling tae be

    He has led her high up on a mountain
    And bade her look over the sea
    "These isles ye behold are MacDonald's, my own
    And his bride and his darling are ye"



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    Bobby Mc Gee
    Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



    Au cœur gris de la ville
    Assis sur un banc
    Le temps passe tout comme mon jean
    Mais il passe moins vite
    Que le temps d'avant
    Je mariais les villes à mes chemises
    Moi je parle autant de langue
    Que j'ai vécu d'années
    Autant de blé sur que le ciel a d'étoiles
    J'ai suivi les étoiles
    Lorsque je voyageais
    Avec Bobby Mc Gee à mes côtés
    Liberté veut souvent dire que
    L'on n'a rien à perdre
    Autrement, la liberté pour quoi faire?
    Et sur elle j'ai tout joué comme
    Tout comme à la Loterie
    Il n'y avait qu'un cœur sur le tapis
    Quand on jouait moi et
    Bobby Mc Gee

    J'ai dormis dans les bières
    De tous les bars du Monde
    Jusqu'à l'heure où les gens refont la vie
    Je n'en sortais qu'à l'aube
    Mais le cœur au chaud
    J'allais retrouver
    Bobby Mc Gee
    Au cœur gris de la ville
    Je l'ai laissée partir
    Chercher ce qu'elle cherchait comme une enfance
    J'échangerai l'avenir
    Pour un seul jour passé
    Avec Bobby Mc Gee à mes côtés
    Liberté veut souvent dire que
    L'on n'a rien à perdre
    Autrement, la liberté pour quoi faire?
    Et sur elle j'ai tout joué, tout joué
    Tout comme à la Loterie
    Il n'y avait qu'un cœur sur le tapis
    Quand on jouait moi et
    Bobby Mc Gee

    Bobby Mc Gee



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    19-03-2007
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    Léda Léda
    Composer(s): Michel Fugain - Roger Candy
    Performer(s): Michel Fugain



    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Vous m'avez presque tout donné
    À moi qui n'ai rien demandé
    Et vous m'avez dit que vous m'aimiez
    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Vous m'aviez presque apprivoisé
    Mais je veux vivre et je m'en vais

    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Vous demandez pourquoi?
    Vous ne comprenez pas
    Ça ne vous dit rien
    Mais j'ai besoin de lumière
    Et de liberté
    Je m'en vais

    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    Je sais que ce n'est pas gagné
    Ça coûte cher la liberté
    Ça n'a pas de prix
    Mais je paierai

    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    La vie m'attend au coin du bois
    Et bien ce sera elle ou moi
    Léda Léda Léda Léda dam
    C'est vrai que j'ai peur
    Mais je m'en vais



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    Bobby Brown
    Composer(s): Frank Zappa
    Performer(s): Frank Zappa; Mantra



    Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
    They say I'm the cutest boy in town
    My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
    I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
    Here I am at a famous school
    I'm dressin' sharp 'n' I'm
    Actin' cool

    I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
    Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I'll rape her
    Oh God I am the American dream
    I do not think I'm too extreme
    An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch
    I'm gonna get a job 'n' be real rich

    Women's Liberation
    Came creepin' across the nation
    I tell you people, I was not ready
    When I f*... this dyke by the name of Freddie
    She made a little speech then,
    Aw, she tried to make me say when
    She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
    I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

    Oh God I am the American dream,
    But now I smell like Vaseline
    An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch
    Am I a boy or lady...I don't know which

    So I went out 'n' bought me a leisure suit
    I jingle my change, but I still kinda cute
    Got a job doin' radio promo
    An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
    Eventually me 'n' friend
    Sorta drifted along into S&M
    I can take about an hour on the tower of power
    'Long as I gets a little golden shower

    Oh God I am the American dream
    With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
    An' I'll do anything to get ahead
    I lay awake nights sayin'; "Thank you, Fred!"
    Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic!
    Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
    And my name is Bobby Brown
    Watch me now; I'm goin' down
    And my name is Bobby Brown
    Watch me now; I'm goin' down



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    18-03-2007
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    L'écritoire Performer(s): Yves Duteil



    Le jeune homme écrivait penché sur l'écritoire éclairé de la rue par une aurore avarre et les mots se suivaient comme le fil des ans sans jamais s'arrêter un instant le jeune écrivait penché sur sa mémoire le visage éclairé d'une lueur d'espoir et les mots se posaient comme le font les flammands dans sa tête et sur le papier blanc et les mots se posaient comme le font les flammands sans jamais hésité un instant Et le monde tournait pourtant et le mondee tournait pourtant Le bonhomme écrivait penché sur l'écritoire le soleil en tombant désséchait l'encre noir mais les phrases coulaient comme autant de torrents sans jamais se tarrir un instant le bonhomme écrivait penché sur son histoire ses rêves d'autres vies ses rêves d'autres gloires et les mots racontaient le fil d'un autre temps dans sa tête et sur le paier blanc et les mots racontaient le fil d'un autre temps sans jamais se tromper d'un instant Et le monde tournait pourtant et le monde tournait pourtant Le vieil homme écoutait courbé sur son grimoire le regard fatigué dans la pâleur du soir mais les mots se taisaient comme le font les tourments sans jamais disparaître vraiment puis enfin il dormait tombé sur l'écritoire éclairé de la rue par une aurore avarre et les mots s'envolaient comme le font les flammands de sa tête et de son papier blanc et les mots s'envolaient comme le font les flammands sans qu'ils sachent ni pour qui ni pour quand Et le monde tournait pourtant et le monde tournait pourtant



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    Bobby
    Composer(s): Davis; Porter
    Performer(s): Neil Scott



    (Oh, Bobby, oh-oh, Bobby)
    (Come back to me)

    A lonely teenage girl was in the hospital
    She lay there unconscious in her bed
    The doctors had done all they could
    Now they could only wait
    She tossed and turned, but all she ever said

    (Oh-oh-oh) was "Bobby (Bobby)
    Oh-oh, Bobby ("Where are you, darling?")
    Oh, Bobby, come back to me

    The doctors said she seemed to lack the will to live
    They said the boy called Bobby must be found
    But what the doctors didn't know
    Is they had had a fight
    Till someone told them Bobby had left town

    The doctors felt that there was little hope for her
    But true love had never really died
    And suddenly when all seemed lost
    Every prayer came true
    'Cause there was Bobby kneeling by her side

    Oh-oh-oh, Bobby ("I'm here darling")
    (Oh-oh, Bobby) ("I'll never leave you again")
    Oh, Bobby, come back to me

    (Oh, babe, oh-oh-oh, Bobby)
    Come back to me
    Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby ......)



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    17-03-2007
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    L'éclusier
    Composer(s): Jacques Brel
    First release by: Jacques Brel - 1968
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1989 - The Lockman (by Marc Almond)
    1998 - De Sluiswacht (by Luc De Vos)



    Les mariniers
    Me voient vieillir
    Je vois vieillir
    Les mariniers
    On joue au jeu
    Des imbéciles
    Où l'immobile
    Est le plus vieux
    Dans mon métier
    Même en été
    Faut voyager
    Les yeux fermés

    Ce n'est pas rien d'être éclusier

    Les mariniers
    Savent ma trogne
    Ils me plaisantent
    Et ils ont tort
    Moitié sorcier
    Moitié ivrogne
    Je jette un sort
    À tout c'qui chante
    Dans mon métier
    C'est en automne
    Qu'on cueille les pommes
    Et les noyés

    Ce n'est pas rien d'être éclusier

    Dans son panier
    Un enfant louche
    Pour voir la mouche
    Qui est sur son nez
    Maman ronronne
    Le temps soupire
    Le chou transpire
    Le feu ronchonne
    Dans mon métier
    C'est en hiver
    Qu'on pense au père
    Qui s'est noyé

    Ce n'est pas rien d'être éclusier

    Vers le printemps
    Les marinières
    M'font des manières
    De leur chaland
    J'aimerais leur jeu
    Sans cette guerre
    Qui m'a un peu
    Trop abimé
    Dans mon métier
    C'est au printemps
    Qu'on prend le temps
    De se noyer



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    Bob Wills Is Still The King
    Composer(s): Waylon Jennings
    Performer(s): Waylon Jennings; Clint Black



    Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home
    Where you tip your hats to the ladies and the rose of San Antone
    I grew up on music that we called western swing
    It don't matter who's in Austin, Bob Wills is still the king

    Lord I can still remember, the way things were back then
    In spite of all the hard times, I'd live it all again
    To hear the Texas playboys and Tommy Duncan sing
    Makes me proud to be from Texas where Bob Wills is still the king

    You can hear the Grand Ol' Opry in Nashville Tennessee
    It's the home of country music, on that we all agree
    But when you cross that ol' Red River hoss that just don't mean a thing
    'Cause once you're down in Texas, Bob Wills is still the king

    Well if you ain't never been there then I guess you ain't been told
    That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul
    It's the home of Willie Nelson, the home of western swing
    He'll be the first to tell you, Bob Wills is still the king



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    16-03-2007
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    The Lockman
    ((Adapted from: L'éclusier (by Jacques Brel) - 1968))
    ((Dutch Version: De Sluiswacht (by Luc De Vos - 1998))
    Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Paul Francis Buck
    Performer(s): Marc Almond - 1989



    The bargemen see
    Me growing old
    I see the bargemen
    Aging too
    We play the game
    Of Tom Fools
    Where the one
    Who still is oldest
    In my work
    Even in summer
    He must travel
    WIth eyes clossed
    It's not nothing
    Being a lockman
    The barge men know
    My bloated face
    They joke with me
    That's there mistake
    Half sorcerer
    Half drunkard
    I cast a spell
    On all that sings
    In my work
    In autumn
    We gather fruit
    And the drowned
    It's not nothing
    Being a lockman

    In his basket
    A baby squirms
    To watch the fly
    On his nose
    Mama moans
    And time frets
    Cabbage sweats
    And fires groan
    In my work
    In winter
    We think of the father
    Who drowned himself
    It's not nothing
    Being a lockman
    Towards the spring
    The barge women
    Feign and gloat
    From their boat
    I'd like their games
    But for that war
    That he leaves me
    Somewhat damaged
    In my work
    In the spring
    One takes the time
    To drown self



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    Bob White (Whatcha Gonna Swing Tonight?)
    Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Bernie Hanighen
    Performer(s): Benny Goodman
    and various other artists



    I was talkin' to the whippoorwill
    He says you got a corny trill
    Bob White! Whatcha gonna swing tonight?
    I was talkin' to the mocking bird
    He says you are the worst he's heard
    Bob White! Whatcha gonna swing tonight?

    Even the owl-tells me you're foul
    Singin' those lullaby notes
    Don't be a bring down
    If you can swing down
    Gimme those high notes

    There's a lotta talk about you, Bob
    and they're sayin' you're "off the cob"
    Fake it, Mister B
    Take it, follow me, Bob white
    We're gonna break it up tonight



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