The Lights Of Home 
Composer(s): Steve Graham - Leon Pober
Performer(s): Don Ho



I always get a thrill
And I guess I always will
When my journey nears its end
And my destination is just around the bend

The lights of home look good to me
When I return from far across the sea
They glow so bright to guide me thru the night
Back to the ones who care, waiting for me there

I've been around 
But never found
In rainy London town 
Or sunny Rome
A sight that's greater than the lights of home

Character
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Eric Schermerhorn
Performer(s): Iggy Pop



Well, I 'll tell you
one good thing at least about some
of these junkies was
they had some character
they may have driven me nuts
sometimes and screwed up
but at least when they played
the damn guitar they' d play it
like they meant it
these white bread boys nowadays
knowin' all the score
don' t even know how to puke

Funny (Not Much)
Composer(s): Marcia Neal;
Philip F. Broughton; Bob Merrill; Hughie Prince
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists



Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can pass you on the street and my heart don't skip a beat
Not much, so much my eyes wanna cry
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can listen to your name and it doesn't start a flame
Not much, so much my heart wants to die

Now that you're standing here, darling, I don't shed a tear
This is just the rain in my eyes
And if I have proved to you everything I say is true
Please help me believe my own lies

Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much

Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much

No I don't love you, not much

The Lights Are Low
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): Justin Hayward



The lights are low
They say it's true
I feel your magic as we move and sway
The lights are low

And the music now is slow
I'm a fool to trust in you
Seems like my self-control is slipping away
And the music now is slow

And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right 
But then who are they, who are they to know, I need you so
Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine, that's yours and mine
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right 

Did you ever look in the mirror
Did you ever wake up in the morning
And see a stranger standing there
And find that nothing, nothing was the same

Did you ever drive for miles and miles
And the only thing that really matters
And wonder how on earth you got yourself there
Is the pleasure and the pain

Chaque Matin Il Se Lève ((aka Dans La Brume Du Matin (Joe Dassin) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Early Morning Rain (Gordon Lightfoot) - 1966))
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974



La pluie du petit matin
Me donne froid dans le dos
L'alcool qui est dans mon verre
Me réchauffe un peu la peau
Et la, j'attends le soleil
Je m'installe pour son show
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau

Chaque matin il se lève,
Il est le roi de la fête
Il me donne mal à la tête
À le voir toujours si haut
S'il voulait boire avec moi
À nous deux nous serions trois
La nuit, le soleil et moi
Jamais il ne le voudra

Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop
Ses rayons se font cruels
Il vient me brûler la peau
C'est la star la plus célèbre
C'est le plus grand des grands shows
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Le grand spectacle est là-haut

Sur la route nationale
Il éclaire les autos
S'il savait combien j'ai mal
De le voir toujours si haut
Il viendrait boire avec moi
Encore quelques verres de trop
Chaque matin il se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau

Il est encore revenu
J'ai perdu une fois de plus
Mais je ne parierai plus
Contre lui c'est défendu

Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop...

Funnel Of Love
Composer(s): Charles McCoy; Kent Westbury
Performer(s): Wanda Jackson;
and various other artists



Here I go
Going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love

It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love

I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday

It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love

I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday

Here I go, going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love

The Light Is On
Performer(s): Christopher Cross



Is it yours
Is it mine
I was never the kind who could draw the line
Are you free
Unforgiven
Is this the kind of world you could live in

It's alright
The light is on
The darkness has run to hide
It's alright
The light is on
But the darkness is just outside
Outside your window

Beating down
Making the sound of the rain
Drive you crazy
Make you lazy
You know it's only the rain

Chaque Jour De Plus
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain



À quoi ça sert l'amour
Si c'est un aller sans retour
Y a plus que du vide à la place
Mais que veux-tu que j'en fasse?

À quoi ça sert la vie
Quand on meurt petit à petit
S'il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?

Je jure si tu reviens
Je saurai être heureux d'un sourire
Je jure que j'apprendrai à écrire
Tous les mots pour le dire

Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?

Et moi je sers à quoi
Si je n'suis plus la moitié de toi
Si ta vie n'est plus dans le mienne
Comment veux-tu que je tienne?

Je jure si tu reviens
J'apprendrai à être différent
Je jure que je saurai simplement
Laisser le temps au temps

Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?

Il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?

Funkytown
Composer(s): Steven Greenberg
Performer(s): Lipps, Inc.



Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
Well, I talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about
Talk about
Talk about movin'

Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on

Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown

(Repeat)

The Light From Your Smile
Performer(s): Jackson Browne



Oh the light from your smile
Can be seen for a mile
By travellers dark in their sorrow
If you want me to stay
Throw a smile my way
And I’ll stay by your side ’til tomorrow

Woooah...

’Cause all my battered dreams are shattered now
And I need all your beauty to warm me

In the time that I’ve known you
I’ve always shown you
That I could be captured in kindness
Now a storm’s blowin’
Tomorrow I’m goin’
Well the sun takes away my blindness

Woooah...

'Cause all my tattered hopes are shattered now
I wait for the future to touch me

Oh the morning is nearing
The clouds disappearing
The sun will be coming to guide me
Wherever I go
I want you to know
That I carry your smile beside me

Woooah...

The slowly shifting fog is lifting now
And I see the road I’ll be taking

Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
((Adapted from: Early In The Morning (Vanity Fare) - 1969))
Composer(s): Eddie Seago - Mike Leander - Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Claude François - 1969



La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
J'attends le soleil qui me réveille
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...
La nuit je m'ennuie de toi
La vie c'est si long sans toi
Mais tout fini bien quand tu reviens
Chaque jour à la même heure
J'ouvre les volets de ma demeure
Dans le vent d'automne qui m'effleure
Je vois se lever le jour
Pour calmer mon impatience
Je voudrais déjà savoir d'avance
Si le soir venu j'aurai la chance
De te voir enfin de retour
La vie continue toujours
La vie c'est de l'eau qui court
Chacun son destin et ses chagrins
Chaque jour à la même heure
Des gens se marient et d'autres meurent
Des enfants sourient et d'autres pleurent
C'est ainsi depuis toujours
On ne peut changer le monde
Mais je me dis à chaque seconde
Que ma joie sera toujours profonde
Grâce à ton amour...

Funky Worm
Composer(s): Leroy "Sugarfoot" Bonner; M. Jones;
Ralph "Pee Wee" Middlebrooks; Walter "Junie" Morrison;
Norman Napier; Andrew Noland; M. Pierce; Gregory Webster
Performer(s): The Ohio Players



You're a little late
so step right this way and we'll get started 

Granny:
What? 
Say it now? 
Oh
say it now, say it now
Ahem!
Me and the Ohio Players are gonna tell you about a worm
He's the funkiest worm in the world 
Alright
Sing it, Clarence 

Clarence:
Theres' a worm in the ground, yes there is

Granny:
Thats right

Clarence:
he's six feet long

Granny:
six feet long

Clarence: 
he only comes around

Granny:
when he wants to get down
But when he comes out of his hole
He sounds something like this

Granny: 
oh that's funky
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
Alright
Sing it again, Clarence

Clarence:
and through all the land, yeah

Granny:
yeah

Clarence:
he plays in a band

Granny:
plays in a band

Clarence:
plays guitar without any hands
Pretty good, I might add

Granny:
yeah, when he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck
Everybody wants to get up and dance

Granny:
ah, get it baby
Don't, don't, don't
Don't fight the feeling
Don't fight it
Hey, don't stop now honey, get down
I'm his manager, heh heh
Gonna make a million dollars
I get it all, cause he can't spend it
There he goes
Goin' back in his hole, just the same way he came out
Do we get paid for this?
I just wanted to make sure
We do? 
OK

The Light Comes From Within
Performer(s): Linda McCartney



You say I'm lazy
You say I don't fit
Takes one to know one
You make me sick
You say I'm simple
You say I'm a hick
You're f***ing no one
You stupid d**k
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within
I need a sense of cause
I wanna smell the flowers
You need complete control
You wanna build more towers
You try to change me if you could
I see the trees, you saw the wood
You say I'm different
You say we don't click
I say you're crazy
You make me sick
I say you're greedy because you scheme
You say I'm foolish because I dream
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within
I need a sense of cause
I wanna smell the flowers
You need complete control
You wanna build more towers
I say you're greedy because you scheme
You say I'm foolish because I dream
Oppression won't win
The light comes from within

Chaque Instant De Chaque Jour
((Adapted from: Any Old Time Of The Day (Dionne Warwick) - 1963))
((Italian Version: Questo Amore È Per Sempre (Dalida) - 1966))
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David - Michèle Vendôme
Performer(s): Sheila - 1964



Pourquoi dire adieu, tu reviendras

Tu dois partir
Mais ça ne change rien pour nous
Ton avenir peut bien t'entraîner loin de tout
Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour
Je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Si tu as besoin de moi
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends

C'est pourquoi
Ne pense pas que si le chagrin suit tes pas
Il te faudra te consoler dans d'autres bras
Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Nul ne te remplaceras
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends

Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler
Et je viendrai
Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux
Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais
Je n'ai voulu dire à personne
Avant toi

Pour toi
Chaque instant de chaque jour
Je serai là
Tu sais le vide que tu laisseras mais
Si tu as besoin de moi
Souviens t'en
Je t'attends

Il suffira d'un mot de toi pour m'appeler
Et je viendrai
Puisque demain on doit se séparer tous deux
Alors je veux te dire tout simplement ce que jamais
Je n'ai voulu dire à personne avant
Toi

Funky Street
Composer(s): Arthur Conley; Earl Simms
Performer(s): Arthur Conley;
BB Band; Sam & Dave; Fatal Flowers; 
Herbie Goins & Soultimers; Ike & Tina Turner



One used to be the shotgun
Two used to be the bad boogaloo
Three used to be the swing shingaling
Four used to be the funky four fingers

Down on Funky Street, diggin' the funky beat
Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet
From Atlanta, Georgia, goin' on down to the border
Every boy is dancin' with somebody's daughter

Groovin' in the city, got to get down with it
Down on Funky Street we`re diggin that funky beat
Down on Funky Street, that's where the grooviest people meet

Jump up and down and move all around
Bend your knees half way down to the ground
Move it to the west and to the south
Turn it around and kick your partner in the mouth

Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat
Down on Funky Street that's where the grooviest people meet
Sweet soul music is in the air 
People are comin' from everywhere
Comin' from the east, comin' from the west
Dancin with the one they love the best

One, c'mon everybody, you got to hit the floor
Three, c'mon baby and go with me
Two used be the bad boogaloo
One, got to have just a little fun

Down on Funky Street, diggin the funky beat
Down on funky street, diggin the funky beat
Down on ............................

The Letter That Never Reached Home
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie - Bernie Grossman - Archie Gottler



Just after the fray where brave soldiers lay upon the field
their comrades came to carry them away 
they picked up a note some poor fellow wrote 
they read it with a tear dimmed
eye 'twas a soldier's last good bye

He's only just one a husband or son who knows 
but what he left before his work on earth was done 
but some one may yearn for some one's return 
and never know just where he went or the message that he sent

Just an old fashioned letter that lay on the ground 
it came from a soldier boy's heart 
before he ever could send it he had to end it 
"I love you" was all he could start 
It was found without an address not even a name, so his message will never be known
only God in His might, know's who waiting tonight for the letter that never reached home

Chaque Fois Que J'aime
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Chaque fois que j'aime
Tout m'enivre et tout me prends
Pourtant c'est toujours pareil et différent

Chaque fois que j'aime
Je redécouvre encore la vie
Et je suis prêt à faire mille folies
C'est comme un premier soleil qui me brûle
Un de ces jours merveilleux de printemps
Qui me tire d'un sommeil ridicule
Le coeur battant
Comme un enfant

Chaque fois que j'aime
Je sais bien que c'est pour toujours
Et je donne à coeur veux-tu de cet amour
C'est toujours de même
Je n'ai rien connu de plus beau
Car chaque fois que j'aime c'est nouveau

Chaque fois que j'aime
Tout en moi paraît anormal
Et mon coeur frappe si fort qu'il m'en fait mal

Chaque fois que j'aime
J'entre dans un monde fermé
Où la raison d'être est aimer pour aimer
Je perds la notion du temps et des choses
Je rêve encore un peu plus chaque jour
Et les questions que souvent je me pose
Tournent autour
De mon amour

Chaque fois que j'aime
Mon bonheur me semble si grand
Que je crois n'avoir jamais aimé autant
C'est toujours de même
J'arrête ma vie et le temps
Car chaque fois que j'aime

Chaque fois que j'aime
Chaque fois que j'aime
J'ai vingt ans

Funky Fever
Composer(s): Terry Ryan; John Sterling
Performer(s): The Eric Burdon Band



I've been looking for my baby
Since I don't know when
Can't seem to hide this feeling
I got deep down within

She took away my love
She took away my pride
She gives me funky fever
I've got deep down inside

Sometimes she makes me happy
sometimes she makes me blue
She gives me funky fever
Sometimes I get the funky flu

Now I don't need my baby
'Cause she told me what to do
If you got that funky woman
You get the funky fever, too

Hey, funky fever
Hey, funky fever
Love that woman, too
She gives me funky fever
Don't know what I'm gonna do
I love that funky fever
I love that woman, too
I got that funky fever
Gonna give it all to you

The Letter
Composer(s): Wayne Carson
First release by: The Box Tops - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Une Lettre (Herbert Léonard)
1968 - Datemi Un Biglietto D'aereo (I Corvi)
1976 - Billetten (Bamses Venner)
1990 - La Carta (Asfalto)



Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby wrote me a letter
I don't care how much money I gotta spend
Got to get back to my baby
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby wrote me a letter
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'-- anyway... yeah
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby wrote me a letter
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'-- anyway... yeah
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home
My baby wrote me a letter
My baby wrote me a letter

Chaque Fois
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or
Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor
Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records
Es-tu vraiment garagiste ou sœur de charité

Mais chaque fois la note est un peu plus salée
Chaque fois pour une bougie encrassée
Et chaque fois ma voiture ne fait pas l'été
Sur l'autoroute, sur le bas côté
Je suis en panne
Et puis à marcher
Vers la station qui va m'escroquer

Chaque fois je repars par le premier train
Chaque fois deuxième classe avec puce à chien
Chaque fois y a pire que moi mais je me plains
On est toujours le pauvre de quelqu'un
Je fais pas sale
Je suis prêt à tuer
Le premier qui viendra pour me remorquer

Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or
Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor
Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records

Chaque fois tu m' proposes une affaire en or
Chaque fois ton occasion est un trésor
Chaque fois ton crédit bat tous les records