Little Devil
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
First release by: Neil Sedaka - 1961



Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil

Hey little devil you're always runnin' around
It's time that someone started bringing you down
There'll be some changes made
Your rovin' days are through
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Hey little devil you got me all in a whirl
You're a cute little devil and I'm gonna make you my girl
You're out to break my heart
But just before you do
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

They say beware but I don't care 
I love you just the same
You're an old heart breaker and a mischief maker
But I'm wise to your name

Woh woh woh
Hey little devil everything is gonna be fine
'Cause someday soon I'm gonna make you all mine
There'll be no runnin' around
You met your Waterloo
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Woh woh woh
Hey little devil everything is gonna be fine
'Cause someday soon I'm gonna make you all mine
There'll be no runnin' around
You met your Waterloo
Hey little devil I'm gonna make an angel out of you

Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil
Woh who who who yeah yeah yeah
Hey little devil ...

Mairzy Doats
Composer(s): Milton Drake; Al Hoffman; Jerry Livingston
Performer(s): Pied Pipers & Jo Stafford
and various other artists



I know a ditty, nutty as a fruitcake 
Goofy as a goon and silly as a loon 
Some call it pretty, others call it crazy 
But they all sing this tune

Mairzy doats And dozy doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? 

Yes! Mairzy doats And Dozy Doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? 

If the words sound queer and funny to your ear
A little bit jumbled and jivey
Sing "Mares eat oats and does eat oats 
And little lambs eat ivy" 

Oh! mairzy doats and dozy doats 
And liddle lamzy divey 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you - oo? 
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?

Little Deuce Coupe
((French Version: Tu N'as Pas Le Temps (by Les Lionceaux) - 1963))
Composer(s): Brian Wilson  Roger Christian
First release by: The Beach Boys - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists



Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got

Well I'm not braggin', babe, so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me, he don't even try
'Cause if it had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like it's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored
She'll do a hundred and forty at the top end floored

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

She's got a competition clutch with four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip, daddy

And comin' off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em out the water like you've never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears

She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)

Maire My Girl
Composer(s): John Keegan Casey; George Aitken
Performer(s): John McCormack
and various other artists



Over the dim blue hills
Strays a wild river
Over the dim blue hills
Rests my heart ever
Dearer and brighter than
Jewels and pearl
Dwells she in beauty there
Maire my girl

Down upon Claris heath
Shines the soft berry
On the brown harvest tree
Droops the red cherry
Sweeter thy honey lips
Softer the curl
Straying adown thy cheeks
Maire my girl

'Twas on an April eve
That I first met her
Many an eve shall pass
Ere I forget her
Since my young heart has been
Wrapped in a whirl
Thinking and dreaming of
Maire my girl

She is too kind and fond
Ever to grieve me
She has too pure a heart
E'er to deceive me
Was I Tyrconnell's chief
Or Desmond's earl
Life would be dark, wanting
Maire my girl

Over the dim blue hills
Strays a wild river
Over the dim blue hills
Rests my heart ever
Dearer and brighter than
Jewels or pearl
Dwells she in beauty there
Maire my girl

Play, Little David
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell



Play, little David
Play little David, play

David he would sit in some dark corner
Seemed to melt the shadows with his eyes
And the song that he was playing
Was nothing less than praying
And nothing more than saying I'm alive
Won't you play, little David
Play little David, play

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

I don't need no Sunday sermon
Need no Sunday shoes
When I hear little David playing
I got religion through and through

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

I don't need no Sunday sermon
Need no Sunday shoes
When I hear little David playing
I got religion through and through

David he would send them notes a-flying
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear

Won't you play, little David, play little David, play
Won't you play, little David, play little David, play

Maintenant Ou Jamais
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Être ami, s'aimer bien, tu parles d'une aventure
Hier encore, tu te souviens, c'était de la passion pure
Quand le monde était trop petit, nous marchions dans le ciel
Avec toi dans ma vie, c'était toujours Noël

De l'amour à la guerre, on allait à cloche-pieds
Nous voici en enfer, qui a tiré le premier?
Mais avant le trou noir, avant l'indifférence
J'aurais voulu savoir s'il nous reste une chance

{Refrain:}
C'est maintenant ou jamais
C'est maintenant ou jamais
Y a pas de prochain arrêt
On se dit tout ou on se tait
C'est maintenant ou jamais
C'est maintenant ou jamais
Maintenant ou jamais
Juste un dernier essai
Avant les grands regrets
C'est maintenant ou jamais

Je te chasse de ma mémoire et tu pars en absence
Je me repeins des idées noires, je me réduis au silence
Ou alors tu redeviens ma lumière, mon miroir
On se ferait plus du bien, il suffirait de le vouloir

C'est maintenant ou jamais
C'est maintenant ou jamais
Y a pas de prochain arrêt
On se dit tout ou on se tait
C'est maintenant ou jamais
Juste un dernier essai
Avant les grands regrets
C'est maintenant ou jamais

Je reprends tous mes mots, je décrocherai plus la lune
Menteur en gros sabots, rimailleur de fortune
On repart à zéro, qu'est-ce qu'on risque après tout?
On reprend le scénario au premier rendez-vous

{au Refrain}
Juste un dernier essai
Avant de tirer un trait
Sur nous deux à jamais

Little Darlin'
Composer(s): Maurice Williams
First release by: The Gladiolas - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists



Little darlin', little darlin'
Oh where, are you, oo oo oo oo
Walla walla chipa mocka mogga 
Oh my lover, oh just for you, only you

My darling, I need you
Darling I need you to call my own
To hold your life, your little foot, your hand
I knew someone would understand that
Hold my hand

My dear, I would run
To find without you
Oo oo oo oo oo
Oh, oo oo oo
That my love was just for you, 'n only you

Maintenant Je Sais
Composer(s): Jean-Loup Dabadie; Philip Green
Performer(s): Jean Gabin



Quand j'étais gosse, haut comme trois pommes
J'parlais bien fort pour être un homme
J'disais, Je Sais, Je Sais, Je Sais, Je Sais

C'était l'début, c'était l'printemps
Mais quand j'ai eu mes 18 ans
J'ai dit, Je Sais, ça y est, cette fois Je Sais

Et aujourd'hui, les jours où je m'retourne
J'regarde la terre où j'ai quand même fait les 100 pas
Et je n'sais toujours pas comment elle tourne!

Vers 25 ans, j'savais tout: l'amour, les roses, la vie, les sous
Tiens oui l'amour! 
J'en avais fait tout le tour!

Et heureusement, comme les copains, j'avais pas mangé tout mon pain 
Au milieu de ma vie, j'ai encore appris
C'que j'ai appris, ça tient en trois, quatre mots

"Le jour où quelqu'un vous aime, il fait très beau
j'peux pas mieux dire, il fait très beau!

C'est encore ce qui m'étonne dans la vie
Moi qui suis à l'automne de ma vie
On oublie tant de soirs de tristesse
Mais jamais un matin de tendresse!

Toute ma jeunesse, j'ai voulu dire Je Sais
Seulement, plus je cherchais, et puis moins j' savais

Il y a 60 coups qui ont sonné à l'horloge
Je suis encore à ma fenêtre, je regarde, et j'm'interroge?

Maintenant Je Sais, Je Sais Qu'on Ne Sait Jamais!

La vie, l'amour, l'argent, les amis et les roses
On ne sait jamais le bruit ni la couleur des choses
C'est tout c'que j'sais! 
Mais ça, j'le Sais...!

Little Curly Hair In A High Chair
Composer(s): Charles Tobias - Nat Simon
Performer(s): Fats Waller
and multiple other artists



Little curly hair in a high chair
What's your order for today?
Little curly hair in a high chair
I'll do anything you say
When you're near the room seems to brighten
The sun comes streaming through you're eyes
You're the reason they still keep writin'
All those tender lullabies
Hm__ There you go!
Bangin' with your blocks
Pullin' off your socks
Hm__ There you go!
Tryin' to make your toes
Touch your baby nose
Heaven's close to your chair and my chair
when you smile the way you do
Little curly hair in a high chair
My day begins and ends with you

Maintenant
Composer(s): Raymond Bravard; Jean Cazenave
Performer(s): Dalida



Maintenant que tes yeux ont l'audace
De me voir comme un rêve insolent
Maintenant que l'amour à sa place
Près de moi je t'aime plus qu'avant
Délaissant toutes les comédies
Sans pudeur je te dis simplement

Si l'amour doit enchaîner nos vies
Maintenant que ce soit maintenant
Et demain nos âmes réunis
S'aimeront un peu plus chaque jour
Etonné par tous ce qui nous lie
L'un à l'autre en ce premier amour

Découvrant enfin ce grand mystère
De tout ceux qui un jour comme nous
Ont uni leurs deux vies sur la terre
A jamais pour que naisse l'amour

Maintenant, maintenant

Little Christine
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
Performer(s): Mott The Hoople



The light in the bar came on
The place was in a mess
An hour before there'd been an awful scene
Early on that day while Matt was on the phone
His long time friend took a fancy to his little Christine
Matt was in a state when I saw him later on
Tried to cool him down but he was havin' none
"I'm gonna fix him good", said Matt in a chokey way
Together we know the sound of a ready gun

Well it must have been around eight
When we both saw Sam's hunched back
Holdin' up a boarded bar room wall
Matt soon altered that as he kicked Sam to the floor
Pretty soon the place was one big brawl
Someone doused the lights
Still the pumps blew
Suddenly a voice caught in the night
"Whoever comes off best can only lose my hand
Leavin' now you are welcome to your fight, you can have it"

Well Matt he cocked his gun
Fired towards that voice
"I'd rather know you're dead" was his reply
Christine breathed her last
The bar was like a tomb
Not a sound, except to hear Sam call

The light in the bar was on
The place is in a mess
An hour before there'd been an awful scene
Early on that day while Matt was on the phone
His long time friend took a fancy to his little Christine

Main Street 
Composer(s): Betty Comden; Roger Edens; Adolph Green
Performer(s): Gene Kelly



There's not much to tell about my hometown
Life is easy and the tempo's slow
But if you really want to find what's in it
You'll learn in a minute all you have to know
Let's go

Come walkin' with me I want you to see our main street 
You'll see the whole town 
By just walkin down our main street 

There's the corner where the boys hang out 
As each girl goes by they rate her whistle and try to date her "later" 
Baby are you going steady?

And then we can stop and chat with a cop on main street 
He made an arrest a way back in nineteen three
He'll ask me who is the pretty stranger
How proud I'm going to be when you walk down main street with me

Little Children
Composer(s): J. Leslie McFarland - Mort Shuman
Billy J. Kramer & The Dakotas



Little children, you better not tell on me 
I'm tellin' you 
Little children, you better not tell what you see 
And if you're good 
I'll give you candy and a quarter 
If you're quiet like you oughta be 
And keep a secret with me 

I wish they would go away 
Little children, now why aren't you playin' outside 
I'm askin' you 
You can't fool me, 'cause I'm gonna know if you hide 
And try to peek 
I'm gonna treat you to a movie 
Stop your gigglin', children do be nice 
Like little sugars and spice 

You saw me kissin' your sister
You saw me holdin' her hand 
But if you snitch to your mother
Your father won't understand 

I wish they would take a nap 
Little children, now why don't you go bye-bye 
Go anywhere at all 
Little children, I know you would if you tried 
Go up the stairs 
Me and your sister, we're goin' steady 
How can I kiss her when I'm ready to 
With little children like you around 
I wonder what can I do around 
Little children like you

Main Street 
Composer(s): Bob Seger
Performer(s): Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band
and various other artists



I remember standing on the corner at midnight 
Trying to get my courage up 
There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown 
I loved to watch her do her stuff 
Through the long lonely nights she filled my sleep 
Her body softly swaying to that smoky beat 
Down on Mainstreet 

In the pool halls, the hustlers and the losers 
I used to watch 'em through the glass 
Well I'd stand outside at closing time 
Just to watch her walk on past 
Unlike all the other ladies, she looked so young and sweet 
As she made her way alone down that empty street 
Down on Mainstreet 

And sometimes even now, when I'm feeling lonely and beat 
I drift back in time and I find my feet 
Down on Mainstreet 
Down on Mainstreet

Little Child Runnin' Wild
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield
Performer(s): Curtis Mayfield; MC Breed



Little child
Runnin' wild
Watch a while
You see he never smiles

Broken home
Father gone
Mama tired
So he's all alone

Kind of sad
Kind of mad
Ghetto child
Thinkin' he's been had

In the back of his mind he's sayin'

Didn't have to be here
You didn't have to love for me
While I was just a nothin' child
Why couldn't they just let me be
Let me be, let me be, let me be

One room shack
On the alley-back
Control, I'm told
From across the track

Where is the mayor
Who'll make all things fair
He lives outside
Our polluted air

And I didn't have to be here
You didn't have to love for me
While I was just a nothin' child
Why couldn't they just let me be
Let me be, let me be, let me be

I got a jones
Runnin' through ma' bones
I'm sorry son
All your money's gone

Painful rip
In my upper hip
I guess it's time
To take another trip

Don't care what nobody say
I got to take the pain away
It's getting worser day by day
And all my life has been this way
Can't reason with the pusherman
Finance is all that he understands
'You junkie, mama cries, you know'
Would rip her, but I love her so
Love her so, now ...

Le Grillon
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Quand l'hiver a pris sa besace
Que tout s'endort et tout se glace
Dans mon jardin abandonné
Quand les jours soudain rapetissent
Que les fantômes envahissent
La solitude des allées
Quand la burle secoue les portes
En balayant les feuilles mortes
Aux quatre coins de la vallée

Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon dans ma cheminée
Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon se met à chanter

Il n'a pourtant dans son assiette
Pas la plus petite herbe verte
La plus fragile graminée
À se mettre sous la luette
Quand le vent souffle la tempête
Et qu'il est l'heure de dîner
Que peut-il bien manger ou boire
À quoi peut-il rêver ou croire
Quel espoir encore l'habiter

Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon dans ma cheminée
Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon se met à chanter

Son cri n'a d'autre raison d'être
Que son refus de disparaître
De cet univers désolé
Pour le meilleur et pour le pire
Il chante comme je respire
Pour ne pas être asphyxié
Sait-il au fond de sa mémoire
Que c'est du coeur de la nuit noire
Qu'on peut voir l'aube se lever

Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon dans ma cheminée
Un grillon un grillon
Un grillon se met à chanter

Main Dans La Main
Composer(s): Léonie; Christophe
Performer(s): Christophe



Je t'aime et je t'aimerai toujours
Mon presque premier amour
Ma tendresse, mon bonheur, ma douleur
Je t'enferme au fond de mon cœur

Nous serons tous deux comme des amoureux
Nous serons si bien main dans la main
Nous serons tous deux comme des amoureux
Nous serons si bien main dans la main

Quand, où et comment le dire
Ce grand amour qui nous déchire
Je t'aime et je t'aimerai toujours
De l'aube à la fin du jour

Nous serons tous deux comme des amoureux
Nous serons si bien main dans la main
Nous serons tous deux comme des amoureux
Nous serons si bien main dans la main

La la la la la .......

Little Brown Gal
(Adapted from: It's Just A Little Brown Gal In A Little Grass Skirt In A Little Grass Shack In Hawaii)
Composer(s): Don McDiarmid - Lee Wood - Johnny Noble
Performer(s): Ray Noble & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



It's not the islands fair that are calling to me 
It's not the balmy air nor the tropical sea 
It's a little brown gal in a little grass skirt 
In a little grass shack in Hawaii 

It isn't Waikiki or Kamehameha's pali 
Not the beach boys free with their hoomalimali 
It's a little brown gal in a little grass skirt 
In a little grass shack in Hawaii 

Through that island wonderland 
She's broken all the kanes' hearts 
It's not hard to understand 
For that wahine is a gal of parts 

I'll be leaving soon but the thrill I enjoy 
Is not the island moon nor the fish and the poi 
It's just a little brown gal in a little grass skirt 
In a little grass shack in Hawaii 

Mailman, Bring Me No More Blues
Composer(s): Stanley Clayton; Bob Thiele
Performer(s): The Beatles



She wrote me only one sad night
told me she's no longer mine
Sue, sue mailman, that will do for sometime

Mailman, bring me no more blues
Mailman, bring me no more blues
One more heartache is all I can use 

Mailman, bring me no more blues
Mailman, bring me no more blues

Little Boy, How Old Are You?
Composer(s): Leadbelly
Performer(s): Leadbelly



Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?

I'm only three years old
Who told you so?
My mama told me says

Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?

What your mama say?
My mama tell me, too

Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?
Little boy, how old are you?

How'd you know it, keep up with it so long?
`Cause I never did forget it my age was
I'm only three years old, my mama told me
Only three years old, my papa told me
Only three years old