Cold Hard Facts Of Life
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Ferlin Husky; Stonewall Jackson



I got back in town a day before I'd planned to
I smiled and said I'll sure surprise my wife
I don't think I'll phone I'll just head on home
For I didn't know the cold hard facts of life
I passed a little winestore on the corner 
I pictured big champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right then got out and hurried in
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life
A stranger stood there laughing by the counter
He said I'll take two bottles of your best
Her husband's out of town and there's a party
He winkled as if to say you know the rest
I left the store two steps behind the stranger
From there to my house his car stayed in sight
But it wasn't till he turned into my drive that I learned
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life
I drove around the block till I was dizzy each time the noise came louder from within
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
And I drank a fifth of courage and walked in
Lord you should've seen their frantic faces
They screamed and cried please put away that knife
I guess I'll go to hell or I'll rot here in the cell
But who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Who taught who the cold hard facts of life

Car 54, Where Are You?
Composer(s): Ned Hiken - J. Strauss



There's a hold up in the Bronx
Brooklyn's broken out in fights
There's a traffic jam in Harlem 
That's backed up to Jackson Heights
There's a scout troop short a child 
Kruschev's due at Idlewild 
Car 54, Where Are You?

Frevo Diabo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Edú Lobo
Performer(s): Edú Lobo



É bom, é brabo, é o frevo
Diabo no corpo, torto, corpo
Pára mais não
Fogo no rabo de qualquer cristão
Solta o frevo diabo e adeus procissão
Pelo sinal da santa cruz pandemônio
No dia da padroeira
Não tem romeira, tem, são morenas
Não tem novenas, diabo, a gente é feliz
Não tem sermão, tem não, tem orquestra
E cana, e briga, e fogo, e festa
Na matriz

É o barro, o berro na garganta
Olha a ginga da santa
Devagar com o andor
Meu corpo já não sabe o que faz, Satanás
Diz pra parar, que eu já não posso mais
Diz pra parar, faz um pouco mais
Faz o Diabo
Hoje é que eu me acabo, meu irmão
É para pular, não, para parar, para bulinar
Não, para parar, para arrebentar
Frevo diabo
Hoje é que eu me acabo, meu irmão

E Ti Vengo A Cercare
Composer(s): Franco Battiato
First release by: Franco Battiato - 1988
Covered by multiple other artists


E ti vengo a cercare 
Anche solo per vederti o parlare 
Perché ho bisogno della tua presenza 
Per capire meglio la mia essenza. 
Questo sentimento popolare 
Nasce da meccaniche divine 
Un rapimento mistico e sensuale 
Mi imprigiona a te
Dovrei cambiare l'oggetto dei miei desideri 
Non accontentarmi di piccole gioie quotidiane 
Fare come un eremita 
Che rinuncia a sé
E ti vengo a cercare 
Con la scusa di doverti parlare 
Perché mi piace ciò che pensi e che dici 
Perché in te vedo le mie radici. 
Questo secolo oramai alla fine 
Saturo di parassiti senza dignità 
Mi spinge solo ad essere migliore 
Con più volontà
Emanciparmi dall'incubo delle passioni 
Cercare l'Uno al di sopra del Bene e del Male 
Essere un'immagine divina 
Di questa realtà
E ti vengo a cercare 
Perché sto bene con te 
Perché ho bisogno della tua presenza

The Cold Cold Coast Of Greenland
Performer(s): Roger McGuinn



Farewell and adieu love
I'm bound for to sail
To the cold coast of Greenland
To capture the whale
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry there long
For the wind and the snow love
Will sing us their song

It's a hard sea to travel
Through the storm and the gale
And there's no compensation
But to hunt for the whale
With our oilskins and slickers
And our boots to the knee
We will roll and we'll pitch
Through the cold Greenland sea

Oh the prize that we seek love
Is as bold and as fine
As the fastest of steeds
Or the finest of wine
He could easily send us
With the power of his tail
To a watery grave
Ah the great Greenland whale

Farewell and adieu love
I'm bound for to sail
To the cold coast of Greenland
To capture the whale
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry there long
For the wind and the snow love
Will sing us their song 

Capullito De Alelí
Composer(s): Rafael Hernández
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists



Lindo capullo de alelí
Si tú supieras mi dolor
Correspondieras a mi amor
Y calmaras mi sufrir
Porque tú sabes que sin tí
La vida es nada para mí
Tú bien lo sabes
Capullito de aleli

No hay en el mundo para mí
Otro capullo de alelí
Que yo le brinde mi pasión
Y que le dé mi corazón
Porque tú eres la mujer
A quien he dado mi querer
Y te juré lindo alelí
Fidelidad hasta morir

Por eso yo te canto a tí
Mi capullito de alelí
Dame tu aroma seductor
Y un poquito de tu amor
Porque tú sabes que sin tí
La vida es nada para mí
Tú bien lo sabes 
Capullito de alelí

É Só Me Pedir
Composer(s): Astrud Gilberto
Performer(s): Astrud Gilberto



Eu tenho amor para dar
(eu tenho amor para dar)
E uma casa no mar
(e uma casa no mar)

E qualquer coisa que voce desejar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Seja no topo do céu
Ou lá no fundo do mar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Que eu vou procurar, que eu vou encontrar

P'ra te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz
P'ra te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz

Eu faço seja o que for, seja o que for
P'ra conquistar seu amor
Meu amorzinho me diz
(me diz, me diz)
Como te fazer feliz

E qualquer que voce desejar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Seja no norte ou no sul
Seja vermelho ou azul
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Que eu vou procurar, que eu vou encontrar

Pr'a te fazer feliz, pr'a te fazer feliz
Pr'a te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz

The Coffee Song (They've Got an Awful Lot of Coffee in Brazil)
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard - Dick Miles
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists



(They've Got An Awful Lot Of Coffee Down In Brazil)

Way down among the Brazillians
Coffee beans grow by the billions
So they've got to find those extra cups to fill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil
You can't get cherry soda
"Cause they've got to sell their quota
And the way things are I guess they never will
They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil
No tea or tomato juice
You'll see no potato juice
"Cause the planters down in Santos all say No! No! No!
A politician's daughter
Was accused of drinking water
And was fineda great big fifty dollar bill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil

Captured By The Moment
Composer(s): Bill Cuomo - Randy Goodrum - Steve Perry
Performer(s): Steve Perry



Where did he go
The man who said, I have a dream
Where have they gone
The four who sang, to let it be

Jackie's alone
She lost him one November day
L.A. motel
One sad mistake took Sam away

Oh remember then, remember when
Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away

Sweet Janis cried
Lord won't you buy a Benz for me
Jimmy was right
Castles made of sand slip to the sea

Oh remember then, remember when
Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away
Captured by the moment
Oh in the magic of a yesterday

Otis replied
A little tenderness we got to try
One open door
He tried to set the night on fire

Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away
Captured by the moment
Oh in the magic of a yesterday

E Se Domani
((French Version: Les Nuits Sans Toi (Dalida) - 1965))
Composer(s): Carlo Alberto Rossi - Giorgio Calabrese
First release by: Fausto Cigliano - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



E se domani io non potessi rivedere te?
Mettiamo il caso che ti sentissi stanco di me
Quello che basta all'altra gente
Non mi darà nemmeno l'ombra della perduta felicità

E se domani, e sottolineo se
All'improvviso perdessi te
Avrei perduto il mondo intero, non solo te ....

The Coffee Song
Composer(s): Tony Colton - Ray Smith
Performer(s): Cream



There's a full time reservation
Made in a bar at the railway station
And there's a story, a kind of fable
On a card at the corner table

On it is a message, been there some time
It starts off: "The coffee tasted so fine"

It says: "One day, this may find you
These few words may just remind you
We sat here together just to pass time
You said how the coffee tasted so fine"

It goes on to say: "I love you
If you should find this I must hear from you"
It gives a number but the name has faded away
All that is left are just the words: "Maybe someday"

That's the story and the fable
Never leave alone from a corner table

Captured Angel
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg



Found your heart 
And lost your lover 
Lick your wounds 
And run for cover

Take your time 
There'll be another 
And don't make the same mistake twice 
Unless you can pay the price

All the years 
You spent in growing 
End up one more 
Line you're towing 
Don't look know 
Your age is showing 
And its much too late 
To turn back 
You better pull in the slack

Captured Angel 
Aching to make your break 
Your freedom's at stake 
You better fly now... 
Fly now, fly now 
While your wings are still young 
Your cage door's been flung 
Wide open... 
And I'm hoping you see 
That there's a place beside me 
If you ever need it

Sold your dreams 
For sweet salvation 
Left with righteous indignation 
Now it seems that you face starvation 
And nourishment doesn't come cheap 
You better go back to sleep 

Captured Angel 
Aching to make your break 
Your freedom's at stake 
You better fly now... 
Fly now, fly now 
While your wings are still young 
Your cage door's been flung 
Wide open... 
And I'm hoping you see 
That there's a place beside me 
If you ever need it

E Se
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Francis Hime
Performer(s): Fleurine
and multiple other artists


E se o oceano incendiar
E se cair neve no sertão
E se o urubu cocorocar
E se o botafogo for campeão
E se o meu dinheiro não faltar
E se o delegado for gentil
E se tiver bife no jantar
E se o carnaval cair em abril
E se o telefone funcionar
E se o pantanal virar pirão
E se o Pão-de-açucar desmanchar
E se tiver sopa pro peão
E se o oceano incendiar
E se o Arapiraca for campeão
E se à meia-noite o sol raiar
E se o meu país for um jardim
E se eu convidá-la pra dançar
E se ela ficar assim assim
E se eu lhe entregar meu coração
E meu coração for um quindim
E se o meu amor gostar então
De mim

The Cocotte
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Cole Porter; Alexis Smith



While the lucky ones stick together
With nothing to curse, but weather
Permit me to tell you of my sad fate
For due to my great discretion
In practising my profession
I suddenly wake up to find, I date

When ladies still had propriety
Women like me were covered with glory
But now since these damned society women
Invaded my territory

A busted, disgusted, cocotte am I
Just a flop from the top to the bottom I
While those fat "femmes du monde"
With the men, who once I owned
Flash around like hell-bound, hippopotomi

???? ???? ???? with their names on their cheques-appeal
To modern men, instead of sex, I now have ex-appeal
What will Ma say to me
When she sees I've turned out to be
Unannoyed, unemployed, cocotte

A cheated, defeated, cocotte am I
On the page, of this age, just a blot am I
Since the girls known as chic
Have invented new technique
I'm afraid, in my trade, not so hot am I

As ladies mock, make love all so delectable
The boys about, won't take me out
I'm too respectable
And on my tombstone, I trust
Will be written "excuse the dust"
Of a past, but a class cocotte 

Captain's Table
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Ruud Engelander
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot



Ik klem m'n handen om de reling
De kust verdwijnt, de boot drijft stil
Ik voel een vredig soort verveling
Ik ga, maar ik weet of ik wil

In de verte zie ik vaag het land nog
Een beetje zand, een beetje steen
Ik zwaai nog een keer met m'n hand, toch weet ik
Er is geen mens, ik ben alleen

Vaarwel, vaarwel
Misschien tot ziens
Het kan wel even duren voor ik weer terug ben

They asked me at the captain's table
I won't refuse, that's impolite
I feel a little bit unstable
What course will captain choose tonight

Vaarwel, vaarwel
Misschien tot ziens
Het kan wel even duren voor ik weer terug ben

They asked me at the captain's table
I won't refuse, that's impolite
I feel a little bit unstable
What course will captain choose tonight

É Preciso Saber Viver
Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
and multiple other artists
 

Quem espera que a vida
Seja feita de ilusão
Pode até ficar maluco
Ou morrer na solidão
É preciso ter cuidado
Pra mais tarde não sofrer

É preciso saber viver

Toda pedra do caminho
Você deve retirar
Numa flor que tem espinhos
Você pode se arranhar
Se o bem e o mal existem
Você pode escolher
 
É preciso saber viver

The Cockfight
Composer(s): F. Blalock - M. Kelton
Performer(s): Ian Campbell Folk Group



Fowler's the name, Stew Fowler!
I'm a rooster
Fightin's my racket
Cock fightin'

I came all the way from Texas across the burnin' sand
To wet my feathers in the Rio Grande
I've hobbled for miles through Mexico
I've come to kill a big rooster called Rojo
(Doin' it all for chicken feed)

For a country red, Rojo's wild
His fame is spread for many a mile
The hens all cackle when Rojo's around
But Stew Fowler's here to put Big Red down
(I'll give them chickens somethin' to cackle about!)

It's mid afternoon as I stand in the street
Of this Spanish town called Los Leghorn's Retreat
At the end of the row a cantina stands
(Ain't nothin' but a chicken coop)
It's plainly the haunt of an outlaw band

The sign in the front reads
La Grande de Nesto
And it's there I know
I'll find my foe, the fabled Rojo

I can hear fowl language
Comin' out of that honky tonk
I strut down the street, the cock of the walk
I crow for Big Red to come out and talk

Through the swingin' doors
Of the Grande de Nesto
His head erect
And his tail feathers low, steps Rojo!
(I can tell he's a really bad egg)

His spurs are long and his eyes are green
An uglier cock I've never seen
He learned to be tough while he's in the pen
But I know his weakness.....hens and gin

Then out of that honky tonk and up to Rojo's side
Steps the prettiest little dance hall cackler in the West
Bluesie Nuster, the southern fried feather duster
(Gosh she's pretty 
I'd like to run my hands through that red comb of hers)

Rojo comes at me in a long lanky run
Some people gather round to watch the fun
(You know, people are the strangest chickens)
Bird to bird and beak to beak
I face Rojo, and my heart gets weak
I crow and strut and I jump about
And then I take off and I run
'Cause I done chickened out!

Captain Nemo
Composer(s): M. Holmberg - Frank Peterson
Performer(s): Sarah Brightman



Under the surface so crystal clear
Everyone was really tense
Waiting down there
He had his own world just like I had mine
We’ll go seperate ways ’til the next time
There are no words to say as
My friend swims away

Captain Nemo said, okay
(five, four, three, two, one)
Then I raised my hand and waved
Captain Nemo went away
(love me when I’m gone)
Left ’em all alone, Nemo’s going home

And as I watched him, police boats approached
An alien force haunting us like ghosts
Wish I could stay here and play for a while
But I must be on my way...
The warmest of smiles
Then he dived into the waves among the other whales

Captain Nemo said, okay
(five, four, three, two, one)
Then I raised my hand and waved
Captain Nemo went away
(love me when I’m gone)
Left ’em all alone, Nemo’s going home...

E Poi
Composer(s): A. Lo Vecchio - S. Shapiro
Performer(s): Mina



Ricominciare e poi
Che senso ha?...
Fare l'amore e poi?...
Io con te mi sento in colpa
Solo un po'
Ma per me è già abbastanza...
Non riesco più a guardarti
E perché no?...
Non è stato in questa stanza
Mi lasciavi sempre sola...
Dio lo sa
Quante volte ho detto no...
Tornare insieme e poi?
Che senso ha?...
Ricominciare e poi, che senso
Ha?... Fare l'amore e poi
Che senso ha?...
(No, no, no)
Le tue promesse
(No, no, no)
Sempre le stesse
(No, no, no...)
E poi non posso adesso
Adesso, adesso non potrei...
Ho sentito il cuore in gola
Ma però
Ero forse troppo avanti
Quando sei
Tornato in mente
Io e lui
Eravamo già amanti...
Dare un taglio a tutto il resto
Tu non sai
Mi è costato più che mai...
Ricominciare e poi
Che senso ha?...
Tornare insieme e poi
Che senso ha?
Fare l'amore e poi
Che senso ha?...
No, no, no...

The Coal Boat Song
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors



I left Cape Briton on the coal boat
For St. John's Newfoundland
I met a little girl named Sally
And I took her by her little white hand
She shook her little head and said "No way, Fred
I won't go along with your plan
You been workin' on the coal boat, boy
And you're nothin' but a dirty old man
You been workin' on the coal boat, boy
And you're nothin' but a dirty old man"

Well I had to think of something real fast ya know

Yeah, well I'm gonna quit the dirty coal boats
I wanna live in Newfoundland
I'll buy a suit and get married
Put a ring upon your little white hand
She nodded her head and said "Ok, Fred" 
Sal went along with the plan
But I'm still workin' on the coal boat, boy 
And I'm nothin' but a dirty old man
But I'm still workin' on the coal boat, boy
And I'm nothin' but a dirty old man

It was sometime later on the coal boat
I got a little letter from home
Sally said Freddy was a good boy
But the little beggar wanted to roam
She said "It's too bad he's got you for a dad 
And I hope that you feel real grand
He's gone working on the coal boats boy 
To be just like his dirty old man
He's gone working on the Coal Boats boy 
To be just like his dirty old man"

I left Cape Briton on the coal boat
For St. John's Newfoundland
I met a little girl named Sally
And I took her by her little white hand
She shook her little head and said "No way, Fred
I won't go along with your plan
You ain't gonna quit the coal boat, boy 
'Cause I loves ya, ya dirty old man
You ain't gonna quit the coal boat boy 
'Cause I loves ya, ya dirty old man"

So come all young fellars on the coal boat
I hope you're gonna understand
If you got a pretty little girlfriend 
And ya takes her by the little white hand
If she turns her back and says "No way, Jack
I won't go along with yer plan"
Just keep workin' on the coal boats, boy 
If ya wants to be a dirty old man
Just keep workin' on the coal boat, boy 
And you'll be nothin' but a dirty old man