Lontano Dagli Occhi
Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti
First release by: Sergio Endrigo - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - If Ever You're Lonely (Petula Clark)
1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre)
1969 - Distante Dos Olhos (Moacyr Franco)



Che cose? 
Ce nell'aria qualcosa di freddo che inverno non e
Che cose?
Questa sera i bambini per strada non giocano piu

Non so perche l'allegria degli amici di sempre non mi diverte piu
uno mi ha detto che ...

Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me
Per uno che torna e ti porta una rosa mille si sono scordati di te
Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me

Ora so 
che cose questo amaro sapore che resta di te quando tu sei lontana 
e non so dove sei cosa fai dove vai
E so perche non so piu immaginare il sorriso che c'e negli occhi tuoi 
quando non sei con me

Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei lontana, lontana da me
Per uno che torna e ti porta una rosa mille si sono scordati di te
Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei, sei lontana, lontana da me ...

Sei lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore e tu sei, sei lontana, lontana da me ...

Seven Day Weekend
Composer(s): Doc Pomus; Mort Shuman
First release by: Gary U.S. Bonds - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists



One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the street
Usually Monday's long enough, but this is just the start
Tuesday's just the same as Monday without the surprising part
Wednesday's point of no return
When you've squandered all you've earned
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
This is all I'm thinking about as the days go by
Spend your life on holiday and even when I die
There could be but one inscription: "This was not his day"
If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday
I can't wait until I maybe
Get off work and see my baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
I can't wait until I maybe
Get off work and see my baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend 
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven day weekend

If Ever You're Lonely
((Adapted from: Lontano Dagli Occhi (Sergio Endrigo) - 1969))
Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti - Barry Mason
Performer(s): Petula Clark - 1969

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre)
1969 - Distante Dos Olhos (Moacyr Franco)



Look at me
I can see there's no love in your eyes
Though you try to pretend
Look at me
Aw, there's no need to explain how you're feeling
I guess it's the end

And when you go
I will try not to cry as you kiss me goodbye
You'll never know
How much I'll miss you so

If ever you're lonely
If ever you're blue
If ever you need me
I'm waiting for you
And though your love has gone
You're still the only one
So if ever you're lonely
I'll run straight to you

Now as you walk away
Remember what I say
If ever you're lonely
I'm lonely like you

In my heart
For some time I have known deep inside
You have somebody new
But my heart
Will still want you forever
Although it is broken in two You're not to blame
No, go be happy with her
And if one night you whisper my name
Come to my arms again

If ever you're lonely
If ever you're blue
If ever you need me
I'm waiting for you

And though your love has gone
You're still the only one
So if you're lonely I'll run straight to you, yeah

Now as you walk away
Remember what I say
If ever you're lonely
I'm lonely like you

If ever you're lonely darling
Da da de da ah oh
Da da de da ah oh
If ever you're lonely I'll run straight to you

Seven Day Blues
Performer(s): Ida Cox



Every Monday mornin', people just a worryful day 
Every Monday mornin', people just a worryful day
I think about my daddy, who's many miles away

Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave 
Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave
The blues and booze are goin' to carry me to my grave

Wednesdays and Thursdays I try to wear the blues away 
Wednesdays and Thursdays I try to wear the blues away
But when you get 'em about your daddy, they really come to stay

Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day 
Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day
That's the day my man packed up and went away

I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man 
I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin' to find my man
I ain't got nobody to lend me a helpin' hand

Distante Dos Olhos 
((Adapted from: Lontano Dagli Occhi (Sergio Endrigo) - 1969))
Composer(s): Sergio Endrigo - Sergio Bardotti - Nazareno de Brito
Performer(s): Moacyr Franco - 1969

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - If Ever You're Lonely (Petula Clark)
1969 - Parce Que Tu Me Quittes (Liliane Saint Pierre)



Porque é? que esta lágrima corre tão fria
e o inverno já foi
Porque é? que esta noite os meninos da rua
não vejo brincar
Não sei porquê a alegria dos amigos de sempre
não me diverte mais, e um me disse assim

Distante dos olhos, aos poucos esqueçes
o amor que não morre no teu coração
Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa
pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti

Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim
não há um caminho que não leve a ti

E já sei porque sempre esse amargo soluço eu tento esconder
quando penso que talvez alguém passe, te abraçe ... te fale de amor
Também porque não consigo lembrar o sorriso que existe em teu olhar
quando não estás aqui

Distante dos olhos, aos poucos esqueçes
o amor que não morre no teu coração
Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa
pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti

Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim
não há um caminho que não leve a ti

Mas há quem eu mande levar-te uma rosa
pergunta se estou me esquecendo de ti

Tão longe dos olhos, tão perto de mim
por todo caminho eu vou te encontrar

Seven Bridges Road
Composer(s): Steve Young
First release by: Steve Young - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



There are stars 
In the Southern sky 
Southward as you go 
There is moonlight 
And moss in the trees 
Down the Seven Bridges Road 

Now I have loved you like a baby 
Like some lonesome child 
And I have loved you in a tame way 
And I have loved you wild 

Sometimes there's a part of me 
Has to turn form here and go 
Running like a child from these warm stars 
Down the Seven Bridges Road 

There are stars in the Southern sky 
And if ever you decide 
You should go 
There is a taste of time sweetened honey 
Down the Seven Bridges Road 

Longing Lips
Composer(s): Frederick Heath - Wendy Robinson
Performer(s): Johnny Kidd & the Pirates



My longin' lips could do
With a lingerin' kiss from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

My empty arms could do
With a big, big hug from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

Hi, Hi, I know that you can thrill me
And warm me up inside
Come over here and love me
I want you to be my bride

My longin' lips could do
With a lingerin' kiss from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

Longin' lips could do
With a lingerin' kiss from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

My empty arms could do
With a big, big hug from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

Hi, Hi, I know that you can thrill me
And warm me up inside
Come over here and love me
I want you to be my bride

My longin' lips could do
With a lingerin' kiss from you
Come over here and do
What I'm asking you to

Seven Beers With The Wrong Kind Of Man
Performer(s): Bonnie Blue Eyes



Last night I strolled down to the tavern
To get me a glass of beer
And when I sat down at the table
A man came up and said "Dear
Come over and sit at my table
And I'll buy you beer by the can"
I made my mistake - last night when I drank
Seven beers with the wrong kind of man

This man was tall, dark and handsome
You could hang out your clothes on his line
He said he'd searched this world over
But he'd never seen beauty like mine
I fell for it hook, line and sinker
And then all the troubles began
From now on I think - I never will drink
Seven beers with the wrong kind of man

He asked me if I had a husband
I told him my name was still Miss
Was then that he leaned 'cross the table
He squeezed me and gave me a kiss
I couldn't resist his advances
The room seemed to spin 'round and then
He said "There's my wife - better run for your life
Or you'll not see daylight again"

Now I'm in the house of correction
His wife said I'd stolen her man
It's all on account of my drinkin'
Seven beers with the wrong kind of man
That big handsome brute said I "vamped" him
That I was the worst in the land
Now girls stop and think - before you go drink
Seven beers with the wrong kind of man

Longing For You
Composer(s): Walter Dana - Bernard Jansen
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band 
and multiple other artists



Longing, longing, longing for you
Longing, longing, lonely and blue
Daytime, night time, what can I do
I just keep on longing for you

You said you would love me forever
And I put my faith in your vow
So why don’t you make an endeavour
To come and be with me right now

Longing, longing, longing for you
Longing, longing, lonely and blue
Daytime, night time, what can I do
I just keep on longing for you

You phoned me to come to St. Louis
I soon got a bill for the call
But after I got to St. Louis
You left me and went to St. Paul

Longing, longing, longing for you
Longing, longing, lonely and blue
Daytime, night time, what can I do
I just keep on longing for you

We spent every cent of my money
And then you were gone out of sight
Though I should forget you My Honey
I’m longing to kiss you tonight

Longing, longing, longing for you
Longing, longing, lonely and blue
Daytime, night time, what can I do
I just keep on longing for you
I just keep on longing for you

Christmas Eve Can Kill You
Composer(s): Dennis Linde
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers; Suzie Adams



The winter's flaking snow is brushing through the pinewood trees
I stuck my hands down deep inside my coat
I think of years ago and half remembered Christmas trees
And faces that still warm me with their glow

The cold and empty evening hangs around me like a ghost
I listen to my footsteps in the snow
The sound of one man walkin' through the snow can break your heart
But stopping doesn't help, so on I'll go

And Christmas Eve can kill you
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere

The icy air I'm breathin' is all that keeps me on my feet
I feel like I've been walking all my life
A car goes running by, the man don't even turn his head
Guess he's busy being Santa Claus tonight

The saddest part of all is knowing if I switched with him
I'd leave him stumblin' ragged by the road
I'd ride that highway to the arms of my sweet family
And forget about the stranger in the cold

And Christmas Eve can kill you
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere

And as I walk I'm singin' to myself, Oh Silent Night
Hoping I can save those other souls
Oh, God forgive the man who drives right by the other man
Have pity on the stranger in the cold

'Cause Christmas Eve can kill you
When you're trying to hitch a ride to anywhere

The Longest Walk
Composer(s): Edward Pola - Fred Spielman
Performer(s): Jaye P. Morgan
and multiple other artists



I took the longest walk
In the world last night
From your arms to your front door
I heard the saddest words
In the world last night
When you said you loved me no more

I won't believe it's true
I'll keep after you
Till we love like we loved before
And then the longest walk
Will be the shortest walk
Back to your arms once more

And then the longest walk
Will be the shortest walk
Back to your arms once more

Back to your arms once more

Seule Comme Une Pomme
Composer(s): A. Goldstein
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



seule comme une pomme
tombée par terre
sans ultimatum
tête à l'envers
l'amour qui s'déforme
qui vit chloroforme
dans l'décorum
toute seule en somme
s'accrochaient plus
nos millions d'atomes
correspond plus
à son critérium
atteint l'maximum
passé l'quorum
à coups d'magnum
s'faire des ulcères
au duodénum
fumer l'opium
au son d'l'harmonium
pas besoin d'médium
sûr qu'ça délirium
seule comme une pomme
tomber par terre
pour manque de calcium
crier pleurer
dans un aquarium
solitude assomme
chagrin en somme
sans post-scriptum
emmené ailleurs
son curriculum
laissé dans l'cœur
dans l'mémorandum
les photos l'album
ad-libitum
seule comme une pomme...

Longhaired Redneck
Composer(s): David Allan Coe - Jimmy Rabbit
Performer(s): David Allan Coe



Country DJ's knows that I'm an outlaw
They'd never come to see me in this dive
Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughen' at the hippies
Who are prayen' they'll get out of her alive

The loud mouth in the corners gett'en to me
Talking about my earrings and my hair
I guess he ain't read the sign that says I've been to prison
Someone aught to warn him, before I knock him off his chair

'Cause my long hair just can't cover up my redneck
I've won every fight I've ever faught
And I don't need some turkey telling me that I ain't country
Say'en I aint worth a damn old, ticket that he bought

'Cause I can sing all those songs about Texas
And I still do all the sad one's that I know
They tell me, I look like Merle Haggard
And sound alot like David Allen Coe

And the barmaid in the last town that we played in
Knew the words to every song I wrote
She said Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my last album
Just about the time the jukebox broke

Ya Jonny Cash helped me get out of prison
Long before Rodriquez stole that goat
I've been a Rhinestone Cowboy for so long I can't remember
And I can do you every song Hank Williams ever wrote

And I can sing all those songs about Texas
And I still do all the sad one's that I know
I can't help it, I like Merle Haggard
And sound alot like David Allen Coe

The loud mouth in the corners gett'en to me
Talking about my earrings and my hair
I guess he ain't read the sign that says I've been to prison
Someone aught to warn him, before I knock him off his chair

Christmas Eve
Composer(s): Richard Starkey - Mark Hudson
Performer(s): Ringo Starr



It's Christmas and you're not here
The snow is falling down, like my tears
I see your presents by the tree
I can't believe you're not with me
On Christmas, Christmas Eve

It's Christmas with stars above,
How many times has it been said, a time for love
And underneath the mistletoe
I'm standing here all alone
On Christmas, Christmas Eve

I hear your voice, I see your smile
You were my Christmas song
But now you're gone, now you're gone

It's Christmas, it seems so long
The lights are all around the tree but not turned on
I saw your footprints in the snow
I'd never thought you'd really go
On Christmas, Christmas Eve

It's Christmas

It's Christmas Eve

Long-Haired Lover From Liverpool
Performer(s): Jimmy Osmond; Mike Curb Congregation



I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool
And I'll do anything you say
I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April fool
If you'll be my sunshine daisy from LA
I'll be your leprechaun and sit upon an old toadstool
I'll serenade you till I'm old and grey
I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool
You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA

You'll be my lovely daisy on a mountainside
There are lots of other flowers too
But all the other flowers hung their heads and cried
Because the loveliest of all them was you
But you were evidently the exception to the rule
I picked you quickly then I ran away
'Cos I'm your long-haired lover from Liverpool
You are my sunshine daisy from LA

I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool
And I'll do anything you ask
I'll be your clown or your puppet or your April fool
Cut my hair, I'll even wear a mask
I'll be your Valentineand you'll be mine and things will be cool
We'll move along together every day
I'll be your long-haired lover from Liverpool
You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA
You'll be my sunshine daisy from LA

Seule Avec Moi
Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Festi; Charles Level; Yvan Quazana
Performer(s): Dalida



Il est huit heures à peine et la maison s'éveille
Une radio chante chez le voisin
Je beurre des tartines debout dans la cuisine
Car tu as toujours faim dès le matin
Puis chacun se dépêché sur ta joue toute fraîche
Je te caresse en disant à ce soir
Et tu t'en vas très vite et derrière ma vitre
Moi je te fais un signe d'au revoir

Tu es parti et je reste là
Je reste seule, seule avec moi
Toute ma vie je la passe là
Je reste seule, toute seule chez moi

J'ai ce que je désire le meilleur et le pire
La vie dorée et l'envie de partir
On dit que j'ai de la chance mais je pleure en silence
Sur mon grand lit et sur mon avenir
Derrière mes grimaces on ne voit pas la trace
De ces envies qui déchirent le cœur
Pour le monsieur d'en face le jeune homme qui passe
Pour un instant d'amour, pour un quart d'heure

Tu es parti et je reste là
Je reste seule, seule avec moi
Toute ma vie je la passe là
Je reste seule toute seule chez moi

Voilà ma vie en rose faire toujours la même chose
En suivant le chemin qu'on m'a tracé
Comme toutes les femmes j'ai le même programme
Et "Aujourd'hui Madame" à la télé
Personne ne suppose que je pense à des choses
Que j'ai parfois envie de voyager
C'est fini l'aventure malgré moi je suis sûre
Que rien, jamais ne pourra m'arriver

Tu es parti et je reste là
Me voilà seule, seule avec moi
Toute ma vie je la passe là
Est-ce que vraiment le bonheur c'est ça

Longfellow Serenade 
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
First release by: Neil Diamond - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



Longfellow Serenade
Such were the plans I'd made
For she was a lady
And I was a dreamer
With only words to trade
You know that I was born for a night like this 
Warmed by a stolen kiss
For I was lonely
And she was lonely

Ride, come on baby, ride
Let me make your dreams come true
I'll sing my song
Let me make it warm for you

I'll weave his web of rhyme
Upon the summer night
We'll leave this worldly time 
On his winged flight

Then come, and as we lay
Beside this sleepy glade
There I will sing to you
My Longfellow serenade

Longfellow serenade
Such were the plans I made 
But she was a lady
As deep as a river
And through the night, we stayed

And in my way, I loved her as none before
Loved her with words and more
For she was lonely 
And I was lonely

Ride, come on baby, ride
Let me make your dreams come true
I'll sing my song
Let me sing my song
Let me make it warm for you

I'll weave this web of rhyme
Upon the summer night
We'll leave this worldly time
On his winged flight

Then come, and as we lay
Beside this sleepy glade
There I will sing to you
My Longfellow serenade

Seule Au Monde
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc



Seule au monde
Brune ou blonde
Un jour, l'amour
S'est enfui
Dans la grande surface
De la vie...
Où tu n'iras pas
C'est promis
Faire ton marché
Un lundi...
Seule au monde
Brune ou blonde
Avec ton amour évanoui
Tu traînes au bord de ton lit
Où tu ne rêves plus
C'est fini...
De rire toute la vie
Avec lui
Ouh, ouh, ouh
Seule au monde
Brune ou blonde
Comme un dieu
Qui traînerait sur terre
Sans église
Et sans ministère
Un jour, l'amour
Est parti
Tu as cru que la vie
C'était fini...
Sur les trottoirs
Où tu survis
Je marche vers toi
Dans la nuit...
Je marche vers toi
Dans la nuit...

Longer 
((Dutch Version: Als Je Slaapt (by Rob de Nijs) - 1983))
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
First release by: Dan Fogelberg - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens
I've been in love with you

Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you

I'll bring fires in the winters
You'll send showers in the springs
We'll fly through the falls and summers
With love on our wings

Through the years as the fire starts to mellow
Burning lines in the book of our lives
Though the binding cracks
And the pages start to yellow
I'll be in love with you
I'll be in love with you

Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens
I've been in love with you
I am in love with you
I am in love with you

Seul Sur Son Étoile
(English Version: It Must Be Him - 1967)
Composer(s): Maurice Vidalin; Gilbert Bécaud
First release by: Gilbert Bécaud - 1966



Quand on est seul sur son étoile
Et qu'on regarde passer les trains
Quand on trinque avec des minables
Qu'on dort avec des "moins que rien"
Quand on ré-écrit à sa mère
Et qu'on pense aux économies
Quand on invente des prières
Pour des Bon Dieu de comédie

C'est qu'on a besoin
De quelqu'un, de quelque chose
Ou d'un ailleurs
Que l'on n'a pas, que l'on n'a pas
C'est qu'on a besoin
De quelqu'un, ou d'un amour
Ou bien d'un copain
Que l'on attend depuis longtemps

Quand on est seul sur son étoile
On ne voit pas le temps courir
On est au chaud et l'on s'installe
Comme un cheval qui va mourir
Quand on raconte son enfance
A des gens qui n'écoutent pas
Quand tu te fais beau, c'est dimanche
Et qu'après tout tu ne sors pas

C'est que tu as besoin
De quelqu'un, de quelque chose
D'un quelque part
Que tu n'as pas, que tu n'as pas
C'est que tu as besoin
De quelqu'un, ou d'un amour
Ou bien d'un copain
Que tu attends depuis longtemps

Quand on est seul sur son étoile
Y a des fois des coups du Bon Dieu
Et l'on est deux sur son étoile
C'est idiot, mais on est heureux

On n'a plus besoin de quelqu'un
De quelque chose, ou d'un ailleurs
On s'en fout bien! On s'en fout bien!