The Blacksmith Blues
Composer(s): Jack Holmes
Performer(s): Ella Mae Morse
and multiple other artists



Down in old Kentucky
Where horseshoes are lucky
There's a village smithy standin' under a chestnut tree
Hear the hammer knockin'
See the anvil rockin'
He sings the boogie blues while he's hammerin' on the shoes
See the hot sparks a-flyin'
Like Fourth of July-in'
He's even got the horses cloppin', pop! down the avenue
Folks love the rhythm
The clang-bangin' rhythm
You'll get a lot o' kicks out of the Blacksmith Blues

Candy
Composer(s): Mack David; Joan Whitney; Alex Kramer
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



Candy, I call my sugar Candy
Because I'm sweet on Candy
And Candy's sweet on me
He/She understands me
My understanding Candy
And Candy's always handy
When I need sympathy
I wish that there were four of him/her
So I could love much more of him/her
He/She has taken my complete heart
Got a sweet tooth for my sweetheart
Candy, it's gonna be just dandy
The day I take my Candy
And make him/her mine, all mine

Félicie Aussi
Composer(s): Albert Willemetz;
C.L. Pothier; Casimir Oberfeld
Performer(s): Fernandel; Maurice Chevalier



C'est dans un coin du bois d'Boulogne
Que j'ai rencontré Félicie
Elle arrivait de la Bourgogne
Et moi j'arrivai en Taxi
Je trouvai vite une occasion
D'engager la conversation

Il faisait un temps superbe
Je me suis assis sur l'herbe
Félicie aussi
J'pensais les arbres bourgeonnent
Et les gueules de loup boutonnent
Félicie aussi
Près de nous sifflait un merle
La rosée faisait des perles
Félicie aussi
Un clocher sonnait tout proche
Il avait une drôle de cloche
Félicie aussi

Afin d'séduire la petite chatte
Je l'emmenai dîner chez Chartier
Comme elle est fine et délicate
Elle prit un pied d'cochon grillé
Et pendant qu'elle mangeait le sien
J'lui fit du pied avec le mien

J'pris un homard sauce tomates
Il avait du poil au pattes
Félicie aussi
Puis une sorte de plat aux nouilles
On aurait dit une andouille
Félicie aussi
Je m'offris une gibelotte
Elle embaumait l'échalotte
Félicie aussi
Puis une poire et des gaufrettes
Seulement la poire était blette
Félicie aussi

L'Aramon lui tournant la tête
Elle murmura "quand tu voudras"
Alors j'emmenai ma conquête
Dans un hôtel tout près de là
C'était l'hotêl d'Abyssinie
Et du Calvados réuni

J'trouvai la chambre ordinaire
Elle était pleine de poussière
Félicie aussi
Je m'lavai les mains bien vite
L'lavabo avait une fuite
Félicie aussi
Sous l'armoire y avait une cale
Car elle était toute bancale
Félice aussi
Y avait un fauteuil en plus
Mais il était rempli d'puce
Félicie aussi
Et des draps de toiles molles
Me chatouillaient les guiboles
Félicie aussi

The Blackpool Walk 
Performer(s): Felix Mendelssohn



They’re all doing the Blackpool Walk
It’s become a whole town sport
Ee by gum, it’s champion
It’s the Blackpool Walk

They’re all coming from near and far
To learn the steps, and here they are
Ee by gum, it’s champion
It’s the Blackpool Walk

Two steps forward, two steps back
Then you glide to the right 
Then forward, then then back
Then you shout with all your might

Oh, oh, they’re all doing the Blackpool Walk
It’s become the whole town’s sport
Ee by gum, it’s champion
It’s the Blackpool Walk

Candles Getting Shorter
Composer(s): Ken Hensley
Performer(s): The Gods



And the candle's getting shorter
And the flame has nearly gone
You didn't love me like you
Ought to have done
Why do I, why do I keep on crying
Why do I, why do I keep on crying

How long will the sadness last
Will it be too long before it's past
How I've been so
Hopelessly out class
Since our love died
I've cried and cried and I cried
Since our love died
I've cried and cried and I cried

It doesn't really matter
If I wake one day and find
You didn't want to stay
My heart will just go on pretending
That I didn't love or
Want you anyway, no

Felicia Adjö
Composer(s): Cornelis Vreeswijk
Performer(s): Cornelis Vreeswijk



Felicia försvann, kan någon säga hur?
Som fågeln ur sin bur
Som isen när det våras
Som kärlek när den såras
Som tur utan retur
Felicia försvann, kan någon säga hur?
Felicia är död, död är mitt enda hopp
Försvunnen hennes kropp
Av näcken blev hon tagen
och ned i älven dragen
Hon flyter aldrig opp
Felicia är död, försvunnen hennes kropp

Felicia försvann, Felicia adjö
Vi måste alla dö
Du kysste mig på munnen
Du log och var försvunnen
Ditt kött var också hö
Felicia försvann, Felicia adjö.

Felicia försvann, kan någon säga hur?
Som fågeln ur sin bur
Som isen när det våras
Som kärlek när den såras
Som tur utan retur
Felicia försvann, kan någon säga hur?

The Blackfly Song
Composer(s): Wade Hemsworth 
Performer(s): Wade Hemsworth



'Twas early in the spring when I decide to go
For to work up in the woods in North Ontario
And the unemployment office said they'd see me through
To the Little Abitibi with the survey crew

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' on my bones
In North Ontario, io, in North Ontario

Now the man Black Toby was the captain of the crew
And he said "I'm gonna tell you boys what we're gonna do
The want to build a power dam and we must find a way
For to make the little Ab flow around the other way"

So we survey to the east and we survey to the west
And we couldn't make our minds up how to do it best
Little Ab, Little Ab, what shall I do?
For I'm all but goin' crazy on the survey crew

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' on my bones
In North Ontario, io, in North Ontario

It was blackfly, blackfly, blackfly, everywhere
A-crawlin in your whiskers, a- crawlin in your hair
A-swimmin' in the soup and a-swimmin' in the tea
Oh the Devil take the blackfly and leave me be

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' on my bones
In North Ontario, io, in North Ontario

Black Toby fell to swearin' cuz the work went slow
And the state of our morale was a-gettin' mighty low
And the flies swarmed heavy; it was hard to catch a breath
As you staggered up and down the trail, talkin' to yourself

Now the bull cook's name was Blind River Joe
If it hadn't been for him, we'd've never pulled through
For he bound up our bruises and he kidded us for fun
And he lathered us with bacon grease and balsam gum

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' on my bones
In North Ontario, io, in North Ontario

At last the job was over; Black Toby said 
"We're through with the Little Abitibi and the survey crew"
T'was a wonderful experience and this I know
I'll never go again to North Ontario

And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' on my bones
In North Ontario, io, in North Ontario

Candlebright
Composer(s): Stevie Nicks
Performer(s): Stevie Nicks



For no special reason
I am leaving you for awhile tonight
I'm flying far above you
Still I love you, you make things right

I've been with you before
I'll be with you again
I'll come back for more, yea
The story has a strange ending

Well, you know me I'm a nomad
I can't feel bad about the way I am
I've been rolling around my whole life
You're my candlebright in the window

You guide me back again
And I come when you shine
You are not my friend, no
But I am something of a dreamer
I am something of a dreamer
I am something of a dreamer

Well, you know me I'm a nomad
I can't feel bad about the way I am
I've been rolling around my whole life
You're my candlebright in the window

You guide me back again
And I come when you shine
You are not my friend, no
But I am something of a dreamer
I am something of a dreamer
I am something of a dreamer

Still I love you
My candlebright
You are not my friend
(In the window)
But still I love you

You're my candlebright
Still I love you
(In the window)
But you are not my friend
(My candlebright)
But still I love you
(In the window)

Still I love you
Still I love you
(I can't feel bad)
Still I love you

Feijoada Completa
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Zeca Pagodinho



Mulher
Você vai gostar
Tô levando uns amigos pra conversar
Eles vão com uma fome que nem me contem
Eles vão com uma sede de anteontem
Salta cerveja estupidamente gelada prum batalhão
E vamos botar água no feijão

Mulher
Não vá se afobar
Não tem que pôr a mesa, nem dá lugar
Ponha os pratos no chão, e o chão tá posto
E prepare as lingüiças pro tiragosto
Uca, açúcar, cumbuca de gelo, limão
E vamos botar água no feijão

Mulher
Você vai fritar
Um montão de torresmo pra acompanhar
Arroz branco, farofa e a malagueta
A laranja-bahia ou da seleta
Joga o paio, carne seca, toucinho no caldeirão
E vamos botar água no feijão

Mulher
Depois de salgar
Faça um bom refogado, que é pra engrossar
Aproveite a gordura da frigideira
Pra melhor temperar a couve mineira
Diz que tá dura, pendura a fatura no nosso irmão
E vamos botar água no feijão

The Black-Eyed Boys
Performer(s): Paper Lace



Oh, the black-eyed boys
They motor-cycled into town
The people cried, it's the black-eyed gang
All in white, a super bang
Oh, the black-eyed boys
They laid a rockin' rhythm down
You feel the time starts to come alive
Ev'rytime the black-eyed boys arrive

Well now the leader of the band, he was the drummer
He did a rhythm like a big tattoo
And you can see he put all his heart and soul in
The lead guitar, he sat astride a rubber hummer
And in behind there was a bass boy, too
They pretty soon had the hole town rock and rollin'
Ev'rybody

Oh, the black-eyed boys
They had 'em dancin' in the street
They rocked along from the mornin' light
On and on into the night
And oh, the black-eyed boys
They kept the people on their feet
Cryin' oh, let it never end
Wanna hear the black eyed-boys again

Oh, the black-eyed boys
Layin' down a rockin' noise
Oh, the heart right black-eyed boys

Oh, the black-eyed boys
They had 'em dancin' in the street
They rocked along from the mornin' light
On and on into the night
And oh, the black-eyed boys
They kept the people on their feet
Cryin' oh, let it never end
Wanna hear the black-eyed boys again

Oh, the black-eyed boys
Oh, the black-eyed boys
Rock and rollin' - rock and rollin' - rock and rollin'
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh, the black-eyed boys...

Candle Of Life
Composer(s): John Lodge
Performer(s): The Moody Blues



Something you can't hide
Says you're lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
It's there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life

Something there outside
Says we're only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
It's there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life

So love everybody
And make them your friends
So love everybody
And make them your friends

Something you can't hide
Says you're lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
It's there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life

Something there outside
Says we're only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
It's there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life

Feats Don't Fail Me Now
Composer(s): Paul Barrère;
Lowell George; Martin Kibbee
Performer(s): Little Feat;
Paul Barrère; Taj Mahal



Your daddy says I'm no good 
Your momma says keep away 
Got to tell you truthful girl you can never make me stay 
I got something up and down this coast 
Bet you my last dollar girl I can love your love the most 

Don't the sunrise look so pretty 
Never such a sight 
Like a rollin' into New York City 
With the skyline in the morning light 
Roll right through the night 
Roll 
Roll right through the night 
I said Roll 

Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some 
Heard you got the biggest -- hmm -- the biggest truck in town 
Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now 
Got to do me gently, well it's feets don't fail me now 
Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now 

Don't the sunrise look so pretty 
Never such a sight 
Like a rollin' into New York City 
With the skyline in the morning light 
Roll right through the night 
I said roll 
Roll right through the night 
Roll right through the night

Blackboard Of My Heart
Composer(s): Lyle Gaston - Hank Thompson
Performer(s): Hank Thompson; Daniel O'Donnell



When I was young and went to school
They taught me how to write
To take the chalk and make a mark
And hope it turns out right
Well that's the way it is with love
And what you did to me
I wrote it so you'd know
That I was yours eternally

But my tears have washed I love you
From the blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate
And make another start
I'm satisfied the way things are
Although we're far apart
My tears have washed I love you from
The blackboard of my heart

If you'd been true the way you should
And not have gone astray
These tears would not have fallen down
And washed the words away
No need to talk, 'cause if the chalk
Should write those words again It will be for someone else
Not things that might have been

But my tears have washed I love you
From the blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate
And make another start
I'm satisfied the way things are
Although we're far apart
My tears have washed I love you from
The blackboard of my heart

Candle In The Wind
((Dutch Version: Treurlied Voor Agalev (by Tom Van Stiphout en Paul Poelmans) - 2003))
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
First release by: Elton John - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Feet Up
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell;
Bing Crosby; Ray Ellington



Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ha-ha!
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ain't seen a babe like this before
He's so good-lookin', gonna have some more
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh

Hey-hey, now I've been known to gamble
And take a little drink
Then there's the night I had a fight
And landed in the clink
But now my rootin' tootin' days are done
Gotta be the man
That he thinks I am
'Cause I love my son

Oh, feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ha-ha!
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ain't seen a babe like this before
He's so good-lookin', gonna have some more
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh

Hey-hey, I've known a lot of women
When I was on the go
They'd stand in line to drink my wine
And help me spend my dough
But my wife Rosie ain't that kind
Got her to thank
For a buck in the bank
An' this kid of mine

(Instrumental)
(Ha-ha-ha!)
(Instrumental)
(Ha-ha-ha!)
(Ha, ha, ha-ha-ha, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
(Instrumental)
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha , ha,)

I'm gonna do some braggin'
Up and down the town
I'm walkin' into joints I knew
And passin' news around
That me and Rosie got a son
Though he's just been born
Gonna buy him a horn
A baseball and drum

Oh, feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ha-ha!
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ain't seen a babe like this before
He's so good-lookin', gonna have some more
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh

He-he's as tiny as a peanut
And yet I do declare
Some day he'll look at me and say
"Hey, how you doin' down there?"
He'll be good-hearted like his Ma
But I bet he'll be a lady-killer
Just like his Pa

Oh, feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ha-ha!
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
Ain't seen a babe like this before
He's so good-lookin', gonna have some more
Feet up, pat him on the po-po
Let's hear him laugh
(Let's hear him laugh)
Hey!

The Black Hills Of Dakota
Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day, Howard Keel, Allyn McLerie



Bill:
Take me back to the Black Hills
The Black Hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

Calamity:
Lost my heart in the Black Hills
The Black Hills of Dakota
Where the pines are so high
That they kiss the sky above

All:
And when I get that lonesome feelin'
And I'm miles away from home
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains
Callin' me back home

Calamity & Bill:
So, take me back to the Black Hills
The Black Hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

(Take me back to the Black Hills )
(The Black Hills of Dakota)
(To the beautiful Indian country)
(That I love)

Bill:
Lost my heart in the Black Hills

Calamity & Bill:
The Black Hills of Dakota
Where the pines are so high
That they kiss the sky above

Calamity & Bill:
And when I get that lonesome feelin'
And I'm miles away from home
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains
Callin' me back home

All:
So take me back to the black hills
The black hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

Calamity & Bill:
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

Mirror (Album: Butterflies In Heaven)
Performer(s): Mary McCreary (aka Mary Rand or Mary Russell)



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Feels Like The First Time
Composer(s): Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner;
Dave Baldwin; Daughtry; Millie Jackson



I would climb any mountain, sail across the stormy sea 
If that's what it takes me baby, to show how much you mean to me 
And I guess that it's just the woman in you, that brings out the man in me 
I know I can't help myself, you're all in the world to me 

Chorus: 
It feels like the first time, feels like the very first time 
It feels like the first time, it feels like the very first time 

I have waited a lifetime, spent my time so foolishly 
But now that I found you, together we'll make history 
And I know that it must be the woman in you, that brings out the man in me 
I know I can't help myself, you're all my eyes can see 

And it feels like the first time, like it never did before 
Feels like the first time, like we've opened up the door 
Feels like the first time, like it never will again, never again 

Repeat Chorus 

Open up the door, won't you open up the door 

Repeat Chorus.....

The Black Angel's Death Song
Composer(s): John Cale - Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground & Nico - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists



The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose

Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose

And wandering’s brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of g.t.

The rally man’s patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell

Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells

Cut mouth bleeding razor’s
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again

Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again

And roverman’s refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go

And if epiphany’s terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on

If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don’t scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start

Start the game I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go

Candida
((Danish Version: Karina (by Ulla Pia) - 1971))
Composer(s): Irwin Levine  Toni Wine
First release by: Dawn - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



The stars won't come out if they know that you're about
'Cause they couldn't match the glow of your eyes
And, oh, who am I?
Just an ordinary guy
Tryin' hard to win me first prize

Oh, my Candida
We could make it together
The further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is fresh and clean

Candida
Just take my hand and I'll lead ya
I promise life will be sweeter
'Cause it said so in my dreams

The future looks bright, the gypsy told me so last night
Said she saw our children playing in the sunshine
And there were you and I ... in a house, Baby, no lie
And all these things were yours, and they were mine

Oh, my Candida
We could make it together
The further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is fresh and clean

Candida
Just take my hand and I'll lead ya
I promise life will be sweeter
'Cause it said so in my dreams

Oh, my Candida
We could make it together
The further from here girl the better
Where the air is fresh and clean

Candida
Just take my hand and I'll lead ya
I promise life will be sweeter
'Cause it said so in my dreams