Fleur De Liberté
Composer(s): Jacques Hustin; Frank F. Gérald
First performance by: Jacques Hustin - 1974



Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté
Reviens sur la terre, nos curs sont prisonniers
Il y a tant à faire et tant à aimer
Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté

Est-ce vraiment un enfant du Bon Dieu que j'ai vu passer ce matin?
Il avait l'air déjà d'un petit vieux qui n'attend rien du lendemain
Est-ce vraiment un homme à qui j'ai parlé? - Il me regardait sans me voir
Pourtant rien d'autre ne nous séparait que le grillage d'un comptoir

Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté
Reviens sur la terre, nos curs sont prisonniers
Il y a tant à faire et tant à aimer
Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté

Toi qui étais la princesse du vent, est-ce bien ici que tu vis
Dans ce palais de verre et de ciment où les arbres sont l'ennemi?
Tu as les doigts crispés sur l'avenir sans voir que le présent est mort
L'heure est venue pour moi de repartir, ce soir je serai seul encore

Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté
Reviens sur la terre, nos curs sont prisonniers
Il y a tant à faire et tant à aimer
Reviens sur la terre, fleur de liberté
(bis)

Please Don't Go
Composer(s): Les Reed; Jackie Rae
Performer(s): Donald Peers



Please don't go, I beg you don't go
For I need you here with me
If we part, down deep in my heart
I know what the end will be

No one else can take your place
The love that I have known
If I don't see your sweet face
My life I'll live alone

Stay here with me
That's the way it should be
The World can see
That I can't set you free

Just this once, I beg you just once
Forgive me for what I've done
I adore you, I was meant for you
Much more than anyone

Darling, I love you so
More than you seem to know
Stay here with me
Please don't go

Sloan
Composer(s): Bill Fries; Chip Davis
Performer(s): C.W. McCall



Well I found him on the corner of seventh and main 
In the Iowa township of Sloan 
He 'as tired an' he 'as hungry, he 'as old an' he 'as grungy 
And parked, in a no parkin' zone 

Well I bent down and says how ya doin' old fella 
He tried to get up on his own 
Then I gave him a piece of my ham salad sandwich 
And he reached up an' licked on my nose 

(He gave him a piece of his ham salad sandwich 
And reached up and licked on his nose 
Old Sloan) 

Well I opened the door of my old beat-up semi 
Threw an old dirty shirt on the floor 
He hopped in an' layed his self down by the gearshift 
Curled up and started to snore 

For years we went truckin' them highways together 
On the byways of life we did roam 
With his paws on the dashboard, his head out the windah 
And his ears in the breeze gently blowin' 

(With his paws on the dashboard 
His head out the windah 
And his ears in the breeze gently blowin' 
Old Sloan) 

Then one mornin' last May, four miles north of Mondamin 
I stopped to use a pay telephone 
Old Sloan made a fireplug, while I made a phone call 
And when I come back he was gone 

Well I searched forty miles of that interstate highway 
And the byways that we used to roam 
From Ricketts to Redline, Magnolia to Woodbine 
But I just couldn't find poor old Sloan 

(From Fiscus to Jacksonville 
Quick to Correctionville 
Looked like the end for old Sloan) 

Poor old fella 
He din't have no license nor shots nor nothin' 
I thought he 'as a goner 

Then on a cold winter day on the ninth of November 
I 'as drivin' my rig all alone 
When my eye caught a blur in my left rear view mirror 
And my ears heard the sound of old Sloan 

He 'as runnin' as fast as his old legs would run him 
And cryin' for me to slow down 
His tail was a waggin' his tongue was a draggin' 
As I opened the door for old Sloan 

(His tail was a waggin' 
His tongue was a draggin' 
As he opened the door for old Sloan 
Old Sloan) 

Well I gave him a hug and he licked me all over 
And I threw him his old dirty bone 
Then in through the windah jumped a poodle from Pisgah 
And she set on down beside Sloan 

(Then in through the windah jumped a poodle from Pisgah 
And set herself down beside Sloan 
Old Sloan) 

So that's where ya been boy... 
Hey, she's kinda pertty... 
Aww, Sloan...

Please Don't Bury Me
Composer(s): John Prine
Performer(s): John Prine;
Rig the Jig; Erik Viel



Woke up this morning
Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling!
When my soul
Went thru the ceiling
And on up into heaven I did ride
When I got there they did say
John, it happened this way
You slipped upon the floor
And hit your head
And all the angels say
Just before you passed away
These were the very last words
That you said:

Chorus:
Please don't bury me
Down in that cold cold ground
No, I'd druther have "em" cut me up
And pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane
And the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both of my ears
If they don't mind the size
Give my stomach to Milwaukee
If they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box
Just get "em" out of here
Venus de Milo can have my arms
Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to Rose

Repeat Chorus

Give my feet to the footloose
Careless, fancy free
Give my knees to the needy
Don't pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walking cane
It's a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south
And kiss my ass goodbye

Celui Qui Reste Et Celui Qui S'en Va
First performance by: Romuald Figuier - 1974



À la fin d'un amour, celui qui reste est le perdant
Celui qui part sait déjà que quelqu'un l'attend
À la fin d'un amour, à l'instant du dernier regard
Il y a toujours toujours sur Terre quelque part

Celui qui reste et celui qui s'en va
Celui qui parle et celui qui n'ose pas
Celui qui pleure, celui qui baisse les yeux
Il y a toujours toujours à l'instant d'un adieu

Celui qui reste et celui qui s'en va
Celui qui triche et celui qui ne sait pas
Celui qui va très bientôt trouver l'oubli
Et l'autre qui restera seul toute sa vie
Toute sa vie

Bien sûr je te comprends, il fallait en arriver là
Tu as la force de partir, je ne l'ai pas
Bien sûr que je comprends, bien sûr que je ne t'en veux pas
Mais déjà nous voilà devenus toi et moi

Celui qui reste et celui qui s'en va
Celui qui parle et celui qui n'ose pas
Celui qui pleure, celui qui baisse les yeux
Il y a toujours toujours à l'instant d'un adieu

Celui qui reste et celui qui s'en va
Celui qui triche et celui qui ne sait pas
Celui qui va très bientôt trouver l'oubli
Et l'autre qui restera seul toute sa vie

Celui qui reste et celui qui s'en va

Please Don't Ask About Barbara
Composer(s): Bill Buchanan; Jack Keller
Performer(s): Bobby Vee; Gene McDaniels



Please don't ask about Barbara
Don't ask me if she's found somebody new
'cause I would try to smile but in a little while
My tears would show and then you'd know it's true
Please don't ask about Barbara
The hurt will bring the teardrops to my eyes
Though I would pretend that now she's just a friend
You'd look at me and see right through the lies
Tears, tears, go away, come again another day
How can I hide this pain I feel inside
When little teardrops give my heart away?
Don't you ever tell Barbara
I'd rather die than let her know I'm cryin'
Let her run around until the day she's found
She needs me back again but this I ask till then
"Please don't ask about Barbara"

Slipstream
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull



Well the lush separation enfolds you
and the products of wealth
push you along on the bow wave
of the spiritless undying selves
And you press on God's waiter your last dime
as he hands you the bill
And you spin in the slipstream
timeless unreasoning
paddle right out of the mess

Please Come To Boston
Composer(s): Dave Loggins
Performer(s): Dave Loggins



Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a café here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No
Would you come home to me?"

And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now won't cha settle down?
Boston ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
And throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night till they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said "No 
Boy, would you come home to me?"

And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy why don't cha settle down?
Denver ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
'Cause I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Now this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to

Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky
Livin' up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said "No 
Boy, won't you come home to me?" 
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy why don't cha settle down?
LA can't be your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
No, no, I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

"I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

Bye Bye I Love You
Composer(s): Ralph Siegel; Michael Kunze; Humbert Ibach
First performance by: Ireen Sheer - 1974



Moi, je ne savais presque pas parler français
Quand on s'est connu tous les deux
De ton côté, tu ne dis pas un mot d'anglais
Mais tu devinais dans mes yeux et nous étions heureux
Tous les rêves sont permis, pourtant ce soir, je te quitte
Ton cœur a changé si vite que nos rêves sont finis
Bye, bye, I love you, love you
C'était le plus bel été de ma vie
I love you, chéri
Le cœur meurtri, je pars en laissant derrière moi
Tant de peine, tant de jours, tant d'amour avec toi
Tous les rêves sont permis, je t'aimais, j'avais confiance
J'attendais de l'existence, ce que tu m'avais promis
Tous les rêves sont permis, tu n'as pas été fidèle
Tu m'as fait pleurer pour elle, trop de fois tu m'as menti
Bye, bye, I love you, love you
C'était le plus bel été de ma vie
I love you, chéri
Le cœur meurtri, je pars en laissant derrière moi
Tant de peine, tant de jours, tant d'amour avec toi
Bye, bye, I love you, love you
C'était le plus bel été de ma vie
I love you, chéri
Le cœur meurtri, je pars en laissant derrière moi
Tant de peine, tant de jours, tant d'amour avec toi
Mais pour nous partager, regretter, et t'aimer comme avant
Mais pour nous partager, regretter, et s'aimer comme avant

Please Believe Me
Performer(s): The Elegants



Oooooooooooooh, believe me

(Believe me, please believe me
believe me, please believe me)

Just don't know ???
No-one else has no heart
For you just melt

When I walk, walk along
When I walk along with you

Say, you find it hard 
To believe my heart ???
When I talk, talk to you
I don't know, know what to do

I ??? you been untrue
Every time that I speak
You know to you, I don't lie

All I have to do is look in your eyes
And I weap
Can't you see that ???
There's a tear in my eyes

Oh, believe me

Slipping Through My Fingers
Composer(s): Benny Andersson; Björn Ulvaeus
First recording/First release by: ABBA - 1981
Covered by multiple other artists



Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers...

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...

Please Be My Boyfriend
Composer(s): Esther Navarro; Jesse Powell
Performer(s): The Shirelles



Please be my boyfriend 
I've been waiting for a long long time 
All my lonely life to call you mine 
Oh little boy, say yes 

I tell you (yes yes), why won't you be my boyfriend? 
Please give my heart one little chance 
and we can have a real romance 
Oh little boy, say yes 

I'll be faithful and true; please let me prove it to you 
I love you madly and I'll feel this way until eternity 
Please be my boyfriend 
Please be my lovin' loverboy 
and you can fill my heart with joy 
Oh little boy, say yes 

I'll be faithful and true; please let me prove it to you 
I love you madly and I'll feel this way until eternity 
Please be my boyfriend 
(repeat) 
Ooo boyfriend

Slipping Away
Performer(s): Max Merritt



Baby I've been watchin' you
(Baby I've been watchin' you)
Watchin' everything you do
(Watchin' everything you do)
And I just can't help but feelin'
Someone else is stealin' you away from me
I see it written in your eyes
And you confirm it with your lies
Though the way the weave can hold me
I would rather that you told me, where you wanna be

Oh, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
Oh, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
And it's breakin' me in two
Watchin' you slippin' away

Baby, I've been watchin' you
(Baby, I've been watchin' you)
Watchin' everything you do
(Watchin' everything you do)
And I just can't help but feelin'
Someone else is stealin' you away from me
I see it written in your eyes
And you confirm it with your lies
Though the way the weave can hold me
I would rather that you told me, where you wanna be

Oh, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
Oh, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
And it's breakin' me in two
(Breakin' me in two)
Watchin' you slippin' away
And it's breakin' me in two
(Breakin' me in two)
Watchin' you slippin' away
And it's breakin me in two
(Breakin' me in two)
Watchin' you slippin' away

Baby I've been watchin' you
Watchin' everything you do
And I just can't help but feelin'
Someone else is stealin' you away from me
I see it written in your eyes
And you confirm it with your lies
Though the way the weave can hold me
I would rather that you told me, where you wanna be

Whoa, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
Whoa, oh, oh, you're slippin' away from me
And it's breakin' me in two
Watchin' you slippin' away
And it's breakin' me in two

Watchin' you slippin' away
Yes, it's breakin' me in two
Watchin' you slippin' away
I said, it's breakin' me in two
Watchin' you slippin' away

Please Be Kind
Composer(s): Saul Chaplin; Sammy Cahn
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists



This is my first affair, so please be kind
Handle my heart with care, oh, please be kind
This is all so grand, my dreams are on parade
If you'll just understand, they'll never, never fade

Tell me your love's sincere, oh, please be kind
Tell me I needn't fear, oh, please be kind
'cause if you leave me dear, I know my heart will lose its mind
If you love me, please be kind

Across The Bridge
Composer(s): Walter Scott
Performer(s): Jim Reeves; Clarence Fountain



I had lived a life of sin in this world were living in
I had done forbidden things I shouldn't do
I met a beggar along the way, and I asked him where to stay
Where I'd find real happiness and love that's true

Just follow footsteps of the King and you'll hear the voices sing
They'll be singing out the glory of the Lamb
The river of Jordan will be near, the sound of trumpets you will hear
You'll behold the sweetest voice ever known to man

Many in this worldly throng traveling in the paths of wrong
Never stop to pray and find the Savior true
There's a grand and glorious place where we'll meet Him face to face
In a happy land beyond the starry blue

Across the bridge, there's no more sorrow
Across the bridge, theres' no more pain
The Sun will shine across the river
And you'll never be unhappy again

Please
Composer(s): Leo Robin; Ralph Ranger
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists



Oh, Please
Lend your little ear to my pleas
Lend a ray of cheer to my pleas
Tell me that you love me too
Please
Let me hold you tight in my arms
I could find delight in your charms
Every night my whole life through
Your eyes reveal that you have the soul of
An angel white as snow
How long must I play the role of
A gloomy Romeo?
Oh, Please
Say you're not intending to please
Speed that happy ending and please
Tell me that you love me too.
Your eyes reveal that you have the soul of
An angel white as snow
How long must I play the role of
A gloomy Romeo?
Oh, please
Say you're not intending to tease
Speed that happy ending and please
Tell me that you love me too

Slippin' Into Darkness
Composer(s): Thomas Sylvester Allen; Harold Brown; Morris Dewayne Dickerson 
Lee Oskar Levitin; Leroy L. Jordan; Howard E. Scott
First release by: War - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Slippin´ into darkness 
Take my mind beyond the dreams
I was slippin´ into darkness 
Take my mind beyond the dreams

Where I talk to my brother, oh, oh, oh 
Who never said their name 

Slippin´ into darkness 
When I heard my mother say 
I was slippin´ into darkness 
When I heard my mother say 
(Hey, what´d she say, what´d she say) 

You been slippin´ into darkness, oh, oh, oh 
Pretty soon you´re gonna pay 

oh, oh, oh, oh 

Pleasant Valley Sunday
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King
Performer(s): The Monkees;
and various other artists



The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Seranade the weekend squire
Who just came out to mow his lawn

Another pleasant valley Sunday (Sunday) 
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care

See Mrs. Gray, she's proud today 
Because her roses are in bloom
Mr. Green, he's so serene
He's got a T.V. in every room

Another pleasant valley Sunday (Sunday) 
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand

Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul 
And make it hard for me to see
(Ah, ah ,ah, ah) 
My thoughts all seem to stray 
Somewhere far away
I need a change of scenery

Ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 
Ta-ta-ta-ta 

Another pleasant valley Sunday (Sunday) 
Charcoal burning everywhere 
Another pleasant valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land

Another pleasant valley Sunday
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday 
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday 
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday 
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday 
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday 
(Another pleasant valley Sunday) 
Another pleasant valley Sunday....

Moja Generacija
First performance by: Korni Grupa - 1974



Iznenada kobne noci te, 42, godine
Cinilo se kao da ce sneg
A stigao je rat
I vojnik neki tudj i strah

Mene majka moja rodi da sanjam o slobodi
U prvoj noci da cujem zveket
Da placem sa rukom na usnama

Moja generacija iz 42-ge
Dobro je progurala, burne dane te

Moja generacija iz 42-ge
U to je vreme spavala i ceznula za mlekom

Sad je vreme sasvim drugo i put svoj svako ima
Što god smo dalje sve više hocu
Da znam gde zivi, gde pije, peva, gde je sad?

Moja generacija iz 42-ge
Sva se vec pozenila i cuva slatku decu
Moja generacija iz 42-ge
Sva se uozbiljila, jer tako mora biti

Pleamar
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Celeste era el mar
celeste era yo
pincelada de alas blancas
bajo un sol en borrador
sereno era el mar
sereno era yo
de afuera pa´ dentro
vuela esta canción

Así fue que en esa playa
tomé una caña para pescar
mi anzuelo cruzaba el cielo
como un lucero que cae al mar
abajo casi ignorantes
de mi intención nobles habitantes
haber quién es el primero en picar
yo lo sentí por aquí
o lo sentí por allá
parece que una jaiba quiere jugar

Celeste era el mar, celeste era yo
una brisa fina
un cangrejo que lima su brazo gladiador
sereno era el mar, ansioso era yo
planeta de agua busca el fuego del sol

Y así fue pasando el tiempo
y el firmamento empezó a girar
la luz llegaba desde arriba
y el mar traía un rumor Austral
abajo hablaban las caracolas
en espiral de olas y olas
mi anzuelo siguió caminando
el fondo del mar
yo lo sentí por aquí
o lo sentí por allá
vámonos despacito a otro lugar

Celeste era el mar, celeste era yo
la tarde que pasa
la Luna que baja silbando una canción
sereno era el mar, sereno era yo
parece que sólo he pescado
un rayo de sol…

Y así volviendo por la arena
sentí en las venas mi pleamar
el viento trajo desde el norte
rumor de voces y de ciudad
el faro inicia su alumbramiento
y en mi ventana tus ojos pequeños
navegaron esa noche de Luna y mar
y te sentí por aquí
me imaginé por allá
sirena y espuma blanca
magia en el mar…