The Carnival Is Over
Composer(s): Tom Springfield
First release by: The Seekers - 1965



Say goodbye, my own true lover
As we sing a lover's song
How it breaks my heart to leave you
Now the carnival is gone
High above, the dawn is waking
And my tears are falling rain
For the carnival is over
We may never meet again

Like a drum my heart was beating
And your kiss was sweet as wine
But the joys of love are fleeting
For Pierrot and Columbine

Now the harbour light is calling
This will be our last goodbye
Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

Like a drum my heart was beating
And your kiss was sweet as wine
But the joys of love are fleeting
For Pierrot and Columbine

Now the harbour light is calling
This will be our last goodbye
Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

Though the carnival is over
I will love you till I die

Can't You See
Composer(s): Toy Talmadge Caldwell
First release by: The Marshall Tucker Band - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain, Lord
Gonna jump off, nobody gonna know 
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, gona crawl inside and die
That lady, mean ol' woman Lord, done told me goodbye
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
Gonna buy me a ticket now, as far as I can, ain't never comin' back
Take me Southbound, all the way to Georgia now, till the train run out of track
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me

Find Your Way Back
Composer(s): Craig Chaquico; Thomas Borsdorf
Performer(s): Jefferson Starship;
and various other artists



It's been a long, long road 
Since I packed up and left on my own 
And I carry a heavy load 
Just try 'n' get back to her heart 

I sure ain't got no home 
I seem to find love where I ramble 
And when it's time to go 
I hear that voice again... say'n' 

Chorus 
Find your way back... 
Find your way back to her heart 
Find your way back... 
Find your way back to her heart 

Leave a message with the rain 
You can find me where the wind blows 
The snow across the pain 
And the frost upon the heart 

(you got no place to be 
Still you wonder where you're goin') 
And why I had to leave 
I hear a voice... it says to me 

Repeat Chorus

I know it's too late now 
But, I wish I could go back in time 
And start all over somehow 
And get it right from the start 

Repeat Chorus

Carioca
Composer(s): Gus Kahn - Vincent Youmans - Edward Eliscu
First performance: Fred Astaire - 1933
Covered by multiple other artists



Say, have you seen a Carioca?
It's not a foxtrot or a polka
It has a little bit of new rhythm, a blue rhythm that sighs

It has a meter that is tricky
A bit of wicked wacky-wicky
But when you dance it with a new love, there's a true love in her eye

You dream of a new Carioca
Its theme is a kiss and a sigh
You dream of a new Carioca
When music and lights are gone we say goodbye

Two heads together, they say are better than one
Two heads together, that's how the dance is begun
Two arms around you and lips, that's why I'm yours and you are mine
And you are mine

Now that you've done the Carioca
You'll never care to do the Polka
And then you'll realize the blue hula and bamboola are through

Tomorrow morning you'll discover
You're just a Carioca lover
And when you dance it with each new love, there'll be true love just for you

Now you'll dream of a new Carioca
Its theme is a kiss and a sigh
You'll dream of a new Carioca
When music and lights are gone and we're saying goodbye
Goodbye 

Can't You Hear My Heartbeat
Composer(s): John Carter - Kenneth Alan Hawker
First release by: Goldie and The Gingerbreads - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



Every time I see you lookin' my way
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
In the car or walking down the highway
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?

When you move up closer to me
I get a feelin' that's ooo-wee
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love

When I feel you put your arms around me
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Then I'm glad, I'm mighty glad I found you
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?

When you asked me to meet your Ma
I knew that baby, we'd be going far
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat?
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love

All my friends are cryin' out to meet you
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Now's the time to go and see the preacher
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?

Wedding bells are gonna chime
Baby, baby, you're gonna be mine
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love

Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?

Find Me A Primitive Man
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Lee Wiley;
and various other artists



Now, before this modern idea had burst
About the women and children first
The men had much more charm than they have today
And if only one of that type survived
The very moment that he arrived
I know I'd fall in love in a great big way
I can't imagine being bad
With any Arrow collar ad
Nor could I take the slightest joy
In waking up a college boy
I've no desire to be alone
With Rudy Vallee's megaphone
So when I'm saying my prayers, I say

Find me a primitive man
Built on a primitive plan
Someone with vigor and vim
I don't mean a kind that belongs to a club
But the kind that has a club that belongs to him
I could be the personal slave
Of someone just out of a cave
The only man who'll ever win me
Has gotta wake up the gypsy in me
Find me a primitive man
Find me a primitive man

Trouve moi un homme primitif
Trouve moi un garcon naif
Quelqu'un tout plein de vigeur
Ces p'tits maquereaux qu'on appelle gigolos ne
Pourraient jamais donner le vrai bonheur
J'ai besoin d'un bel animal
Pour chauffeur mon chaffage centrale
Et l'homme qui me veut pour capitane
Devrait reveiler mon sang tzigane
Trouve moi un homme primitif, vif
Trouve moi un homme primitif

(Find me a primitive man
Find me a forthright young lad
Someone with vigor to spare
Those fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness
I must have a gorgeous beast
To heat up my own central heat
And he who aspires to be my stud
Must reawake my gypsy blood
Find me a primitive man)

The Candy Man
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse - Anthony Newley
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.
and multiple other artists



(Candy man)
(Hey, Candy man)
Alright everybody gather 'round 
The Candy Man is here
What kind of candy do you want
Sweet choc'late 
Choc'late malted candy 
Gum drops
Anything you want
You've come to the right man
'Cause I'm the Candy Man

Who can take a sunrise (who can take a sunrise)
Sprinkle it with dew (sprinkle it with dew)
Cover it with choc'late and a miracle or two 
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
Oh, the Candy Man can (the Candy Man can) 
The Candy Man can 
'Cause he mixes it with love 
And makes the world taste good 
(Makes the world taste good) 

Who can take a rainbow (who can take a rainbow)
Wrap it in a sigh (wrap it in a sigh) 
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie 
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
The Candy Man can (the Candy Man can) 
The Candy Man can 
'Cause he mixes it with love 
And makes the world taste good 
(Makes the world taste good) 

(The Candy Man makes everything he bakes) 
(Satisfying and delicious) 
Now you talk about your childhood wishes 
You can even eat the dishes 

Oh, who can take tomorrow (who can take tomorrow) 
Dip it in a dream (dip it in a dream) 
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream 
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
Oh, the Candy Man can (the Candy Man can) 
The Candy Man can 
'Cause he mixes it with love 
And makes the world taste good 
(Makes the world taste good) 

(The Candy Man makes everything he bakes) 
(Satisfying and delicious) 
Talk about your childhood wishes 
You can even eat the dishes 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Who can take tomorrow (who can take tomorrow) 
Dip it in a dream (dip it in a dream) 
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream 
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
The Candy Man can (the Candy Man can) 
The Candy Man can 
'Cause he mixes it with love 
And makes the world taste good 
(Makes the world taste good) 

Yes, the Candy Man can 
'Cause he mixes it with love 
And makes the world taste good 
(Makes the world taste good) 
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man 
(Makes the world taste good) 
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man 
(Makes the world taste good) 
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man

Can't You Find Another Way (Of Doing It)
Composer(s): Homer Banks - Raymond Jackson
Performer(s): Sam & Dave



You hurt me when you told me you
Will never be mine
Soon the day will roll around when I'll see you my last time
The one you really love will soon be comin' home
And I'll be the one you left standin' all alone

Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Oooh, never never found nobody, everything little girl
Everything that I've been lookin' for, can't you find
Another way

I'll do my very best to get over you
But deep down in this heart of mine, I know it ain't no use
It'll be like fightin' an army with my bare hands
Knowin' all the time, little girl, that I'm on the losin' end

Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Oooh, never never found nobody, everything little girl
Everything that I've been lookin' for, can't you find
Another way

Oh, the road's a little too close for you to step out now
Don't you know, if you leave me, baby, you're surely gonna tear me down

Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way
Can't you find another way

Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you 
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you

Fin D'Après-Midi
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jacques Dutronc
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



tu es quelque part à Paris
ou chez toi
tout seul ou avec des amis
je n'sais pas
moi je suis allongée sur mon lit
dehors y a trop de gens, de voitures et de bruit
j'ai posé un instant ce livre qui m'ennuie
tout doucement descend la nuit
et je vois
par la fenêtre le voisin qui
croise les bras
moi, je suis allongée sur mon lit
je me sens un peu faim
il est six heures et demie
je ne sais pas très bien
de quoi j'aurais envie

The Camel And The Butterfly
Composer(s): Frederic Norton



Once upon a time there lived a dromedary
Oh, so full of woe was he
The reason was, because he could not fly like a fairy
Oh, so full of woe was he

One day he chanced to spy
A gorgeous butterfly
Said he, "Oh! would you be so kind
To teach me how to fly?"

And the butterfly just cock'd his eye
He saw a chance of fun
Said he, aloud, "'Twill make me proud
"To show you how it's done"

Said the butterfly, "You must climb that mountain bare"
(Oh! so weary was the dromedary)
"And when you reach the top
You must take a jump in the air
You will fly like a fairy"

The camel closed his eyes
And took an awful jump
The earth it shook for miles around
He fell with such a bump!

And I grieve to say, since that sad day
All through that dreadful jump
That camels all, both great and small
Have always had the...
Have always had the hump!

Can't We Try
Composer(s): Dan Hill
Performer(s): Dan Hill



I see your face cloud over like a little girls
And your eyes have lost their shine
You whisper something softly
I'm not meant to hear
Baby tell me what's on your mind
I don't' care what people say
About the two of us from different worlds
I love you so much that it hurts inside
Are you listening
Please listen to me girl

Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try to understand
That it's love we're fighting for
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride
I love you so much baby
That it tears me up inside

I hear you on the telephone
With god knows who
Spilling out your heart for free
Everyone needs someone they can talk to
Girls that someone should be me

So many times I've tried to tell you
You just turn away
My life is changing so fast now
Leaves me lonely and afraid

Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try to understand
That it's love we're fighting for
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride

I love you so much baby
That it tears me up inside
Don't let our love fade away
No matter what people say
I need you more and more each day

Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride
Love you so much baby
Tears me up inside

Fim Do Mundo
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Fausto Nilo
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner



Faça comigo, cantoria de alegria
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Faça comigo, um embarque sem retorno
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Faça comigo um pouquinho de cuidado
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Se junto a mim
O rio dos meus sonhos
Hoje é todo paraíso
E hoje se fez manhã

Parece que chorando eu chego perto
E nós nesse deserto
Filhos nascidos do sol, da noite, da lua
Parece o fim do mundo, o fim

The Cajun Queen
Composer(s): Wayne Walker
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean; Jack Dean; Don Sebesky



She kinda breezed into town from New Orleans
And said, "Boys, I'm Big John's Cajun Queen
Now I didn't come here to argue or waste anbody's time
I just came to get my man from your dirty old mine
'Cause he moves me!
Now where you give up's where old Queenie's gonna start
'Cause I got a powerful love in my heart
So just show me the hole way down in the ground
And tell the whole wide world Big John's been found
And he's livin'!"

So down in the mine without a sign of a light
Old Queenie went a-lookin' for John that night
She found him there at the bottom of the pit
And placed a red hot kiss on those cold blue lips!
He started breathin'!
She waited a minute and then she kissed him again
And old John got the power of a hundred men
Up he come a-clawin' and a-diggin' like a mole
And said, "Come on Queenie, we're gonna leave this hole!"
They started walkin'!

Now a roar from the crowd greeted this fine pair
As they both walked out in that cool night air
And up for silence went Big John's hand
And the Queen said, "I told you I'd get my man
'Cause he moves me!"
You can find them today, they're down in New Orleans
Big Bad John and his Cajun Queen
They're a little bit wrinkled from the strain of time
But their love's just as strong as that night in the mine
A hundred and ten grandchildren!

Now the moral of this story has a real clear omen
Don't you ever underestimate the power of a woman!

Can't We Just Sit Down (And Talk It Over)
Composer(s): Tony McAulay
Performer(s): Donna Summer



Cold and lonely night, you don’t have to leave at all
A car rolls up outside on time, a moment from your call
And handshake seems more fitting than a kiss
Such a shame that you and I should have to end like this

Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Surely you can ask the better way
Strange that you’re the one so set on leaving
And I’m the one who said last night that it was all too late

Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Who knows, maybe in a little while
We’ll forget our pride, and the things we said last night
And maybe you and I can talk it out

Tonight stay somewhere warm, they say it’s gonna freeze
You may not find a place at all, so be sure and take your keys
I can almost taste the silence now
Does it really matter still,
Who was wrong, who let who down

Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Who knows, maybe in a little while
We’ll forget our pride, and the things we said last night
And maybe you and I can talk it out

Hold on, hold on
Surely you and I can talk it out
Hold on, hold on
Surely you and I can make it right
Hold on, hold on, yeah
Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on

Fils De Personne
English Title: Fortunate Son
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Y en a qui naissent
Dans les plis du drapeau
Au son des hymnes militaires
Et quand la troupe défile sous leurs carreaux
Ils ont l'âme guerrière

Mais pas moi
Mais pas moi
Je ne suis pas né militaire
Mais pas moi
Mais pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne

Y en a qui naissent avec dans leur berceau
Les milliards de leur père
On leur apprend que tout peux s'acheter
Les affaires, oui, sont les affaires

Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je ne suis pas né milliardaire
Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne

Y en a qui naissent
Dans le respect des lois
Ils peuvent faire une belle carrière
Leurs paradis, c'est un bureau étroit
Dans un immense ministère

Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je ne suis pas né fonctionnaire
Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne

Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne
Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne...

The Caissons Go Rolling Along
Composer(s): Major Edmund L. Gruber
Performer(s): Bob Crosby & His Orch.
and multiple other artists



Over hill, over dale
As we hit the dusty trail
And the Caissons go rolling along
In and out, hear them shout
Counter march and right about
And the Caissons go rolling along
 
Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along

In the storm, in the night
Action left or action right
See those Caissons go rolling along
 
Limber front, limber rear
Prepare to mount your cannoneer
And those Caissons go rolling along

Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along

Was it high, was it low
Where the hell did that one go?
As those Caissons go rolling along
Was it left, was it right
Now we won't get home tonight
And those Caissons go rolling along

Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along
That the Caissons go rolling along
That the Caissons go rolling along

Can’t We Be Friends?
Composer(s): Paul James - Kay Swift
Performer(s): Mildred Bailey & Ellis Larkin Trio
and multiple other artists



I thought I’d found the man of my dreams
Now it seems this is how the story ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?

I thought for once it couldn’t go wrong
Not for long, I can see the way this ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?

Never again, through with love, through with men
They play the game without shame, and who’s to blame?

I thought I’d found a man I could trust
What a bust, this is how the story ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?

Why should I care?
Though he gave me the air
Why should I cry, heave a sigh and wonder why?

I should have seen the signal to stop
What a flop, this is how the story ends
I’ll let him turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?

Fils De ...
Composer(s): Jacques Brel; Gérard Jouannest
Performer(s): Jacques Brel



Fils de bourgeois
Ou fils d'apôtres
Tous les enfants
Sont comme les vôtres
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Le même sourire
Les mêmes larmes
Les mêmes alarmes
Les mêmes soupirs
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après

Mais fils de sultan
Fils de fakir
Tous les enfants
Ont un empire
Sous voutes d'or
Sous toits de chaumes
Tous les enfants
Ont un royaume
Un coin de vague
Une fleur qui tremble
Un oiseau mort
Qui leur ressemble
Fils de sultan
Fils de fakir
Tous les enfants
Ont un empire
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après

Mais fils de bon fils
Ou fils d'étranger
Tous les enfants
Sont des sorciers
Fils de l'amour
Fils d'amourettes
Tous les enfants
Sont des poètes
Ils sont bergers
Ils sont rois mages
Font des nuages
Pour mieux voler
Mais fils de bon fils
Ou fils d'étranger
Tous les enfants
Sont des sorciers
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après

Mais fils de bourgeois
Ou fils d'apôtres
Tous les enfants
Sont comme les vôtres
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Le même sourire
Les mêmes larmes
Les mêmes alarmes
Les mêmes soupirs
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien

The Buzzard Was Their Friend
Composer(s): Dan Hicks
Performer(s): Dan Hicks & His Hot Licks



A black-headed buzzard led the others on
he knew he couldn't get nothin' by stayin at home
black headed and looking slick flying right along

and where did he take them? the buzzard was their friend
he took 'em all down and bought 'em a bowl of whats-is-name
they were gettin' fat jus' goin' to bat on the bowls of it

he blew a whistle, blew it just once
and they were in the air and looking 'round
the wind was gustin' thirty 
they were gettin awful dirty but they didnt mind

when that bacon fries I want you gone 
a little bit a travlin' never done no wrong whoa-oh
look in the sky see those buzzards how they fly
black headed and looking slick flying right along

Lickettes!

the bacon grease dont matter none let it slip and slide and run
it aint no lie, look in the sky see how they fly
black headed and looking slick flying right along

and when it fry, fry a lot you mize well cook up all you got
hey hey put it your day see those buzzards on their way
black headed and looking slick flying right along
black headed and looking slick flying right along

and where did he take them? the buzzard was their friend
he took 'em all down and bought 'em a bowl of whats-is-name
they were gettin' fat jus' goin' to bat on the bowls of it

and when it fry, fry a lot you might as well cook up all you got
hey hey put it your day see those buzzards on their way
black headed and looking slick flying right along
black headed and looking slick flying right along

Can't Wait All Night
Composer(s): Bryan Adams - Jim Vallance
Performer(s): Elkie Brooks; Juice Newton



I've got a secret in my heart
I've been holdin' for some time
But if I let the fire start
Would it be outta line

Now there's nothin' left to say
I just wanna make you mine
Don't let a good thing get away
Come on and make up your mind
Ya - show me a sign baby

Can't wait all night
Can't wait all day
When you gonna send a little lovin' my way

Now the feelin's right
I just wanna say
When you gonna send a little lovin' my way

Lovers come and lovers go
This time I know that it's for real
Why would you wanna be alone
When you could be with me
Ya - you coulda been with me