Tenez-Vous Bien
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



Pour une fois je m'étais décidé à semer mes principes
Pour une fois je m'étais écrié ce soir je m'émancipe
Très sûr de moi j'avais mes beaux souliers j'suis entré dans la danse
Y avait pas d'quoi être maître de ballet pour garder la cadence

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole

Là devant moi y avait une de ces filles comme on colle aux affiches
Au fond de moi y avait comme un génie qui me criait: chiche!
Et c'est ainsi que bravant la fumée je lui lance une œillade
Je suis verni car la belle subjuguée tombe dans l'embuscade

Crénom de nom! fallait-il que je l'aime pour suer de la sorte
Sacré démon qui faisait rimer je t'aime avec va vers la porte

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole

Il est trois heures je suis seul dans mon coin garçon encore un, vite!
Ayez bon cœur ce n'est si bien je veux vivre la suite
Remontez donc cette fichue machine à fabriquer les rêves
J'ai d'quoi payer, je travaille à l'usine encore un et j'me lève

Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole...

My One And Only
Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey de Paul



Oo wee 
Ooooh…
The summer’s over…

Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh
Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh

Everybody told me summer love won’t last
When I’m back in school
You’ll be in the past
But I know that just could never be
No, no, no, no

So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh, Sha-la-la, ooooh,

Maybe we will meet next year again
Walking in the sand
This can’t be the end
I will love you for eternity
No, no, no, no

So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

And even though you’re far away
I’ll never forget you now or any day
Doo doo doo doo

Won’t You
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you

Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la ooh
Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la
oooh

My darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely…

Graveyard Train
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; 
Steve Wynn



On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
Well, I had some words to holler, and my Rosie took a ride

In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
Flyin’ through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the hound

For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
Mister undertaker, take this coffin from my home

In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
I’m standin’ on the railroad, waitin’ for the graveyard train

On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
Oh, take me to the station, ’cause I’m number thirty-one

Tenement Symphony
Composer(s): Hal Borne - Sid Kuller - Ray Golden
Performer(s): Tony Martin 
and multiple other artists



Schubert wrote a symphony
Too bad he didn’t finish it
Gershwin took a chord in ‘G’
Proceeded to diminish it
I sought a variation
on a theme that I thought pretty
And I found my inspiration
on the east side of the city

The Cohens and the Kellys
The Campbells and Vermicellis
All form a part of my tenement symphony

The Cohen’s pianola
The Kellys and their victrola
All warm the heart of my tenement symphony

The Campbells come tumb’lin’ down the stairs
Hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah
Oh Marie, oh Marie
You’ll be late for your date with Izzy

And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats

And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats

My Old Timey Baby
Composer(s): Dan Hicks
Performer(s): Dan Hicks



Dan: My, you girls are sure lookin' nice tonight
Girls: Thanks, Dan
Dan: Yeah, you remind me of a girl who lives in my apartment complex
Girls: Oh, Yeah?
Dan: Really 
I don't know where she does her shoppin', but man what style!

She's a bit old timey, but that's alright with me
She wears a dress of velvet that hangs below her knees, her knees
She's a bit old-fashioned, as all the world can see
The cameo she wears upon her bosom, puts me in ecstasy, ecstasy
Yes she's her own grandmother, that's what they're telling me
But my old timey baby is swell enough for me, you see...

She plays her old victrola
The lamp is low, kerosene you know
We lie upon her bed
The patchwork quilt beneath her head
Or while her wheel is spinning
She sews some lace or we embrace
Or when we go out strolling, the world can plainly see
That my old timey baby is swell enough, she's young enough
She's hip enough for me...

Gratification
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman; Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Johnny Whitaker



Boys Chorus:
You call this work?
Well, ain't that funny
We ain't doin' this for money
Heck, it's just a regular
Privilege to be occupied
It's a source of pride
Anyone can swim and fish on a Saturday
Anyone can just lay down
Layin' in a hammock,
Layin' in the grass
Like a lazy, no-good hound

Tom:
They just know that I'm softhearted
I was barely getting' started
Now I'm givin' all of my fun away
They keep beggin' me
And I'm generous

I mean, when's the last time
You could slosh a bucket
Full of wash on a mile of fence?
Look at them smilin'
And havin' a time
And all at my expense

Boys Chorus:
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat,
It's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
Pure enjoyment from employ—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat
It's a natural bet

Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord

And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel

Tendre Cathy
Composer(s): P. Carli - Marchetti - Bertini
Performer(s): Christian Delagrange



Tu es Cathy seule sans défense
À peine sortie de l'enfance
Tu verses déjà trop de larmes
Pour un amour déçu

Tu es Cathy bien trop fragile
Aimer n'est pas toujours facile
Mais tu es belle et à ton age
On ne meurt pas d'amour

Tendre Cathy n'ai plus de peine
Regarde tous ces gens qui t'aiment
La vie est pleine de promesses
de tendresse et de joie

Jolie Cathy tu dois sourire
et retrouver le goût de vivre
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour

La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour
La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour

My Old Man's A Dustman
Composer(s): Peter Buchanan;
Lonnie Donegan; Beverley Thorne
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan
and various other artists



Now here's a little story
To tell it is a must
About an unsung hero
That moves away your dust 

Some people make a fortune
Others earn a mint
My old man don't earn much
In fact he's flippin' skint

Oh, my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper nana
In his great big hobnail boots
He's got such a job to pull them up
That he calls 'em daisy roots 

Some folks give tips at Christmas
And some of them forget
So when he picks their bins up
He spills some on the step
Now one old man got nasty
And to the council wrote
Next time my old man went round there
He punched him up the throat

Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, Les
Les: Yes?
Lonnie: I, er, I found a police dog in my dustbin
Les: Well how do you do know he's a police dog?
Lonnie: He had a policeman with him

Though my old man's a dustman
He's got an 'eart of gold,
He got married recently
Though he's eighty-six years old
We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad
You're getting past your prime"
He said "Well, when you get to my age
It helps to pass the time" 

Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Huh?
Lonnie: My dustbin's full of lilies
Les: Well throw 'em away then!
Lonnie: I can't: Lily's wearing them

Now one day whilst in a hurry
He missed a lady's bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him
"What game do you think you're playing?"
She cried right from the 'eart
"You've missed me, am I too late?"
"No, jump up on the cart!" 

Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat

Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Not you again!
Lonnie: My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools
Les: How do you know it's full?
Lonnie: 'Cos there's not mushroom inside

He found a tiger's head one day
Nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked like miserable
But I suppose he should
Just then from out a window
A voice began to wail
It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's head?"
"Four foot from his tail" 

Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Next time you see a dustman
Looking all pale and sad
Don't kick him in the dustbin
It might be my old dad

Grasshopper Mac Clain
Composer(s): Stuart Hamblen
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean



Me and that navy ain't speakin' at sailin' I tell you I'm through
On the advice of a doc I got me a shock I had to have somethin' to do
These nerves I got are from soakin' too long when the ship got hit by a plane
And right here about four years back I met Grasshopper MacClain
The sun was a burnin' and the desert red hot when his mother drove in with a flat
She went inside to cool off with a beer and I saw her kid in the back
He lay on the seat in the swelterin' heat with hair the color of flame
A red headed mite but smilin' and bright was little ol' Grasshopper MacClain
I fixed her tyre and was totin' him round when she asked me how much she owed
I just laughed and said boy I settle for him
And to my surprice she drove off down the road
I figured she'd sober and come hurryin' back but for three long years she never came
And all that time I was mother and dad to little ol' Grasshopper MacClain
I'd tell him of ships I'd sailed on the seas when I put him in bed at night
And that freckle faced kid was as sharp as a tack and quick as a mate for a fight
I thought I'd wait till he growed a bit and let him pick out his own name
One day he came in with a bug in his hand and he said me Grasshopper MacClain
Oh he'd mimic my walk and he'd mimic my talk
Like my shadow he just tagged me around
Even had to be checked every time I was checked by the navy doc over the town
The doc'd laugh and thump his little ole chest and say feller you're right as rain
Then he'd turn to me and tell me that I'd be a new man
Thanks to Grasshopper MacClain
I guess you wonder why I'm tellin' you this well that's why I'm here doin' time
For a bang and a sheriff and a red headed dame that came to take what was mine
Oh but you should've seen the way he fought you could tell that kid was navy trained
But this lonely cell wouldn't be so much like hell if I only had Grasshopper MacClain

Tenderness On The Block
Composer(s): Jackson Browne - Warren Zevon
Performer(s): Warren Zevon; Shawn Colvin



Mama, where's your pretty little girl tonight
Trying to run before she can walk - that's right
She's growing up
She has a young man waiting
She's growing up
She has a young man waiting
Wide eyes
She'll be street-wise
To the lies
And the jive talk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

Daddy, don't you ask her when she's coming in
And when she's home don't ask her where she's been
She's going out
She has a young man waiting
She's going out
Can't keep her young man waiting
She'll be okay
Let her have her day
It's a long way
It's a long walk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

I know how much it hurts to see her go
She has a mind of her own, you know
She's all grown up
She has a young man waiting
She's all grown up
She has a young man waiting
She was wide-eyed
Now she's street-wise
To the lies
And the jive talk
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block
She'll find true love
And tenderness on the block

My Old Man (Said Follow The Van) (aka Don't Dilly Dally On The Way)
Composer(s): Charles Collins - Fred W. Leigh
Performer(s): Mary Lloyd



We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay
The moving van came round just after dark
There was me and my old man
Shoving things inside the van
Which we'd often done before, let me remark
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact
And we got inside all that we could get inside
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had
You'll understand, of course
I was cross about the loss
Same as any other human woman would
But I soon got over that
What with "two out" and a chat
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
Oh! I'm in such a mess
I don't know the new address
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint
What I want now's a good substantial feed
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel
If I don't soon have a meal
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam

Grantchester Meadows
Composer(s): Roger Waters
Performer(s): Pink Floyd



Icy wind of night, be gone
This is not your domain
In the sky a bird was heard to cry
Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds
Belied a deathly silence that lay all around
Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground
See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea

In the lazy water meadow
I lay me down
All around me
Golden sunflakes settle on the ground
Basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room
Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground
See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea

In the lazy water meadow
I lay me down
All around me
Golden sunflakes covering the ground
Basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room
Hear the lark and hearken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground
See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea

Tenderness
Composer(s): Bernard Edwards - Nile Rodgers
Performer(s): Diana Ross



Tenderness is the best
Tenderness I confess
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness nothin' less

Love me with a tender touch
Kindness I need very much
It is so hard for me to trust
But deep inside I know I must

Love me all through the night
Hug me 'till the first rays of sunlight
Be sweet, make me unafraid
'Cause tonight I'll play with you
Please be gentle

Tenderness is the best
Tenderness I confess
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness nothin' less

Love me, try to be understanding
Tenderness is all that I'm asking
Don't feel like I'm making conditions
I wanna to overcome my inhibitions

Love me all through the night
Hug me 'till the first rays of sunlight
Be sweet, make me unafraid
'Cause tonight I'll play with you
Please be gentle

Tenderness is the best
Tenderness I confess
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness nothin' less
Love me with the tender touch
Kindness I need very much
It is so hard for me to trust
But deep inside I know I must

Love me all through the night
Hug me 'till the first rays of sunlight
Be sweet, make me unafraid
'Cause tonight I'll play with you
Please be gentle

Love me
Kindness
Love me
Hug me
Please be gentle

Tenderness is the best
Tenderness I confess
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness nothin' less
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness I confess
Tenderness is the best
Tenderness nothin' less
Try to be understanding
Try to be understanding

Old Kentucky Home
Composer(s): Randy Newman
Performer(s): Randy Newman



Turpentine and dandelion wine 
I've turned the corner and I'm doin' fine 
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line 
Pickin' em off with my gun of mine 
I got a fire in my belly 
And a fire in my head 
Goin' higher and higher 
Until I'm dead 

Sister Sue, she's short and stout 
She didn't grow up - she grew out 
Papa says she's plain but he'ss just bein' kind 
Mama thinks she's pretty but she's almost blind 
Don't let her out much 'cept at night 
But I don't care 'cause I'm all right 

Oh, the sun shines bright on 
My Old Kentucky Home 
And the young folks roll on the floor 
Oh, the sun shines bright on 
My Old Kentucky Home 
Keep them hard times away from my door 

Brother Gene, he's big and mean 
And he don't have much to say 
He had a little woman who he whupped each day 
But now she's gone away 
He got drunk last night 
Kicked mama down the stairs 
But I'm all right so I don't care

Oh, the sun shines bright on 
My Old Kentucky Home 
And the young folks roll on the floor 
Oh, the sun shines bright on 
My Old Kentucky Home 
Keep them hard times away from my door

Grano De Pus
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Grano de pus, grano de pus
esta canción es un grano de pus
nacida de una mala digestión
de la ensalada de la situación

Grano de pus, grano de pus
qué cosa rara es un grano de pus
es como un putrefacto galardón
forunculera condecoración

Grano de pus, grano de pus
nadie se libra de un grano de pus
desde el mismísimo rey Salomón
hasta el hermosísimo Alain Delon

Grano de pus, grano de pus
hasta el amor es un grano de pus
esas agujetas del corazón
son la más torpe contaminación

Grano de pus, grano de pus
la inteligencia es un grano de pus
cuando el fin único de la razón
es ser adicto a la televisión

Grano de pus, grano de pus
no somos más que un granito de pus
perdidos en una gran infección
que se pretende civilización

Grano de pus, grano de pus
nuestro planeta es un grano de pus
cuajado y a punto de reventón
pero eso sí, ¡Atleti campeón!

Grano de pus, grano de pus
no somos más que un granito de pus

Tenderly 
Composer(s): Jack Lawrence - Walter Lloyd Gross
First release by: Sarah Vaughan - 1946
Covered by multiple other artists



The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in a sigh were we
The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly
I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside
You took my lips, you took my love so tenderly

My Old Friend The Blues
Composer(s): Steve Earl
Performer(s): The Proclaimers
and various other artists



Just when every ray of hope was gone
I should have known that you would come along
I can’t believe I ever doubted you
My old friend the blues

Another lonely night, a nameless town
If sleep don’t take me first, you’ll come around
’cause I know I can always count on you
My old friend the blues

Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you’re the only sure thing that I’ve found
No matter what I do I’ll never lose
My old friend the blues

Just let me hide my weary heart in you
My old friend the blues

Grand-Père
Composer(s): Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki



C'est pour toi que je joue Grand-père c'est pour toi
Tous les autres m'écoutent mais toi tu m'entends
On est du même bois on est du même sang
Et je porte ton nom et tu es un peu moi

Exilé de Corfou et de Constantinople
Ulysse qui jamais ne revint sur ses pas
Je suis de ton pays, métèque comme toi
Un enfant de l'enfant que te fit Pénélope

Tu étais déjà vieux quand je venais de naître
Arrivé juste à temps pour prendre le relais
Et je finirai bien un jour par ressembler
A la photo où tu as posé à l'ancêtre

C'est pour toi que je joue Grand-père c'est pour toi
Que je glisse mes doigts le long de mes six cordes
Pour réveiller un air tranquille et monocorde
C'est tout ce que je sais faire de mes dix doigts

Maître en oisiveté expert en braconnage
Comme toi j'ai vécu à l'ombre des bateaux
Et pour faire un festin je volais les oiseaux
Que le vent de la mer me ramenait du large

Comme toi j'ai couru les filles et les rêves
Buvant à chaque source que je rencontrais
Et sans être jamais vraiment désaltéré
Sans jamais être las de répandre ma sève

C'est pour toi que je joue Grand-père c'est pour toi
Pour remettre au présent tout ce qui est passé
Depuis que je ne parle plus que le français
Et j'écris des chansons que tu ne comprends pas

C'est pour toi que je joue Grand-père c'est pour toi
Tous les autres m'entourent mais toi tu m'attends
Même si tu es loin dans l'espace et le temps
Quand il faudra mourir on se retrouvera

Tender Is The Night
Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Tony Bennett
and multiple other artists



Tender is the night
So tender is the night
There's no one in the world
Except the two of us

Should tomorrow
Find us disenchanted
We have shared a love
That few have known

Summers by the sea
A sailboat in Capri
These memories shall be
Our very own

Even though our dreams may vanish
With the morning light
We loved once in splendour
How tender, how tender the night

Even though our dreams may vanish
With the morning light
We loved once in splendour
How tender, how tender the night

My Old Flame
Composer(s): Sam Coslow; Arthur Johnston
Originally performed by: Mae West & Duke Ellington
Covered by various other artists



My old flame
I can't even think of his name
But it's funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame
My old flame
My new lovers all seem so tame
For I haven't met a gent

So innocent or elegant
As my old flame

I've met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Some who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I can't even think of his name
But I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became
Of my old flame

I've met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Some who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I can't even think of his name
But I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became
Of my old flame