Bailemos Un Vals
First performance by: José Vélez - 1978



Oh Michel donde estas?
yo no sé si tu recordarás
el verano que juntos pasamos los dos
y que nunca podré yo olvidar
Oh Michel te perdi
nunca mas he sabido de ti
solo espero que un dia regreses a mi
y de nuevo te pueda pedir
Voulez vous danser avec moi
quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na na nai na na na
na na na na nai na na na
Voulez vous danser avec moi
quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na nai na na na
bailemos un vals
bailemos un vals
Oh Michel donde estas?
yo no sé si tu recordarás
el verano que juntos pasamos los dos
y que nunca podre yo olvidar
oh Michel te perdi
nunca mas he sabido de ti
solo espero que un dia regreses a mi
y de nuevo te pueda pedir
voulez vous dancer avec moi
Quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na na nai na na na
na na na na nai na na na
voulez vous dancer avec moi
quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na nai na na na
bailemos un vals .......
bailemos un vals
voulez vous dancer avec moi
quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na na nai na na na
na na na nai na na na
Voulez vous dancer avec moi
quieres que bailemos un vals
na na na na nai na na na
bailemos un vals .......
bailemos un vals
bailemos un vals

Poor Old Slave
Composer(s): George W.H. Griffin



'Tis just one year ago today
That I remember well
I sat down by poor Nelly's side
And a story she did tell
'Twas 'bout a poor unhappy slave
That lived for many a year
But now he's dead, and in his grave
No master does he fear

Chorus:
The poor old slave has gone to rest
We know that he is free
Disturb him not but let him rest
'Way down in Tennessee

She took my arm, we walk'd along
Into an open field
And there she passed to breathe awhile
Then to his grave did steal
She sat down by that little mound
And softly whisper'd there
Come to me, father, 'tis thy child
Then gently dropp'd a tear

(Chorus)

But since that time how things have changed
Poor Nelly that was my bride
Is laid beneath the cold grave sod
With her father by her side
I planted there upon her grave
The weeping willow tree
I bathed its roots with many a tear
That it might shelter me

(Chorus)

Snowbird
((Dutch Versions: Zeemeeuw (Lize Marke) - 1970; Die Laaielichter - (Gerard Cox) - 1987))
Composer(s): Gene MacLellan
First release by: Anne Murray - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green
The snowbird sings the song he always sings
And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring

When I was young my heart was young then, too
Anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do
But now I feel such emptiness within
For the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win

Spread your tiny wings and fly away
And take the snow back with you
Where it came from on that day
The one I love forever is untrue
And if I could you know that I would
Fly away with you

The breeze along the river seems to say
That he'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay
So, little snowbird, take me with you when you go
To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow

Spread your tiny wings and fly away
And take the snow back with you
Where it came from on that day
The one I love forever is untrue
And if I could you know that I would
Fly away with you

Yeah, if I could I know that I would fl-y-y-y-y away with you 

Poor Ned   
Performer(s): Redgum



Eighteen-hundred and 78 was the year I remember so well
hey put my father in an early grave
and slung my mother in gaol
now I don't know what's right or wrong
but they hung Christ on nails
6 kids at home and 2 still on the breast
they wouldn't even give us bail

Chorus:

Poor Ned, you're better off dead 
at least you'll get some peace of mind
you're out on the track
they're right on your back
boy they're gonna hang you high 

You know I wrote a letter 'bout Stringy-Bark Creek
so they would understand
that I might be a bushranger
but I'm not a murdering man
I didn't want to shoot Kennedy
or that copper Lonnigan
he alone could have saved his life
by throwing down his gun

Chorus

You know they took Ned Kelly
and they hung him in the Melbourne gaol
he fought so very bravely
dressed in iron mail
and no man single handed
can hope to break the bars
there's a thousand like Ned Kelly
who'll hoist the flag of stars

we sing...

Chorus

Die Laaielichter ((aka Zeemeeuw (Lize Marke) - 1970))
((Adapted from: Snowbird - (Anne Murray) 1969))
Composer(s): Gene MacLellan - Gerard Cox
Performer(s): Gerard Cox - 1987



Toen jij me zei "ik hou niet meer van jou
Jij bent om mee te leven veel te moeilijk voor een vrouw
Ik ga hier weg, ik stik in deze hel"
Toen brak je weliswaar m'n hart maar ik begreep het wel

'k Zei tot mezelf "vooruit laat 'r maar gaan"
Ik mag haar toch niet dwingen tot zo'n uitzichtloos bestaan
Maar ik zag je gisteravond lopen in de stad
En ik schrok toch even van de hufter die je bij je had

Die laaielichter waar je nou mee gaat
Dat is tuig van de richel, dat is gajes van de straat
Een laaielichter is dat wat je wou
En dan te denken dat ik nog steeds in lichterlaaie sta voor jou

Ik ben wat ouder en ik word wat grijs
Maar ach m'n hart is jong dus dat brengt mij niet van de wijs
En hij is jonger, ja dat scheelt een jaar of tien
Maar aan de kringen om z'n ogen is het zuipen al te zien

Ik ben dan misschien moeders mooiste niet
Maar schat, kijk eens naar hem, hij heeft een kop als een vergeiet
'k Ben niet zo slank meer, ach denk niet dat ik dat niet zie
Maar liefje, als hij hardloopt breekt z'n been af bij z'n knie

Die laaielichter waar je nou mee gaat
Dat is tuig van de richel, dat is gajes van de straat
Een laaielichter is dat wat je wou
En dan te denken dat ik nog steeds in lichterlaaie sta voor jou

Je wilt geen schulden heb je mij zo vaak verteld
Maar ach, van deze jongen krijgt de halve stad nog geld
Je vroeg erom en dus liet ik je vrij
Maar als je toch de goot in wilt, waarom dan niet met mij

Die laaielichter waar je nou mee gaat
Dat is tuig van de richel, dat is gajes van de straat
Een laaielichter is dat wat je wou
En dan te denken dat ik nog steeds in lichterlaaie sta voor jou

Ja, weet dat ik nog steeds in lichterlaaie sta voor jou...

Poor Mister Chisholm
Composer(s): Bernie Hanighen; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Fred Astaire



Poor Mr. Chisholm
Played on the mandolin
But he couldn't win
'Cause he tried to swing
And he broke a string every time

Poor Mr. Chisholm
Just couldn't dig the jive
When he did arrive at the proper note
He arrived by boat every time

He tried to jazz up his mandolin
But never could quite control it
He always brought Bach and Handel in
When it took a lick, he always broke a pick

Poor Mr. Chisholm
You're quite a gay old blade
With your serenade, but you're corny, Jack
Better truck on back to Dubuque
Get a Uke
You disgrace your kin
On the mandolin every time

Il Y Aura Toujours Des Violons
Composer(s): Didier Barbelivien; Gérard Stern
Joël Prévost - 1978



Tu peux bien changer de pays si tu n'aimes pas la pluie
Aller vivre au soleil d'Italie, si tu veux
Tu peux bien changer de garçon si tu n'aimes pas ma chanson
Et si tu en as envie, fais même la révolution

Mais il y aura toujours des violons pour jouer les chansons d'amour
Mais il y aura toujours des chansons qui disent que c'est pour toujours
Mais il y aura toujours des amants pour se retrouver à Cherbourg
Mais il y aura toujours des enfants pour se jurer un grand amour

Tu peux bien t'habiller en jean, en pantalon ou en smoking
Vivre comme un homme, être libre, si tu veux
Tu peux bien dire que le mariage ce n'est vraiment pas de ton âge
Je connais ce sentiment, pour toi la vie n'est qu'un voyage

Mais il y aura toujours des violons pour jouer les chansons d'amour
Mais il y aura toujours des chansons qui disent que c'est pour toujours
Mais il y aura toujours des amants pour se retrouver à Cherbourg
Mais il y aura toujours des enfants pour se jurer un grand amour

Mais il y aura toujours des violons pour jouer les chansons d'amour
Mais il y aura toujours des chansons qui disent que c'est pour toujours
Mais il y aura toujours des amants pour se retrouver à Cherbourg
Mais il y aura toujours des enfants pour se jurer un grand amour

Poor Moon
Composer(s): Alan Wilson
Performer(s): Canned Heat



Ever since I was a kid
You sure looked good to me
Now I'm a man full-grown, and I
Know what I hate to see
(Oh well)
It might be tomorrow
(Oh well)
I just don't know
(Oh well)
It might take years
I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face
It may seem silly, but I don't like
What's been coming down
'Cause you've been looking good too long
To change your colour now
(Oh well)
They might test some bomb
(Oh well)
And scar your skin
(Oh well)
I don't think they care, so
I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face
I hope I see you in the sky
At night when I get old
I hope you'll look about the same
As when I was a boy
(Oh well)
It gets me to gasping
(Oh well)
When I think about
(Oh well)
What they might do
I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face
Well, you sure look good
In the sky at night
And it's sad to say
You won't shine so bright
Some day
When they're through with you
I bet you've seen the cloud we make
That covers up our rain
I wonder if you'll hide behind
A shroud like that some day
(Oh well)
I'm worried about it
(Oh well)
It makes me sigh
(Oh well)
I just can't help it
I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face
(Oh well)
It might be tomorrow
(Oh well)
I just don't know
(Oh well)
It might take years
I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face

Snowball
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): The Monseigneur Band
and multiple other artists



Snowball my honey, don’t you melt away
‘cos daddy likes those dark brown eyes
Snowball my honey, smile at me each day
‘cos daddy likes those dark brown eyes

You’re my only sweetheart, little chocolate bar
I’ll eat you up some day
Your two hands and feet are just as black as tar
But don’t you cry; why, say

The good Lord said use an apple dumplin’
To make your head, you know it’s really somethin’
Snowball my honey, don’t you melt away
‘cos daddy likes those dark brown eyes

Poor Me
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew; Antoine Domino
Performer(s): Fats Domino



Woke up this mornin'
Feelin' low
Where my loved one used to live
She ain't there no more
Poor me
Why's that bad luck fall on me
Poor me
I'm livin' in misery

What I'm gonna do
Is hard to tell
I'm not gonna kill myself
Though I might as well
Poor me
Why's that bad luck fall on me
Poor me
I'm livin' in misery

All I do
All day long
Fall down on my knees and pray
She'll come back home
Poor me
Why's that bad luck fall on me
Poor me
I'm livin' in misery

All I do
All day long
Fall down on my knees and pray
She'll come back home
Poor me
Why's that bad luck fall on me
Poor me
I'm livin' in misery

Dai-Li-Dou
Composer(s): Victor Maméde - Carlos Quintas
First performance by: Gemini - 1978



Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...

Preso por um fio que se desenrola
Tenho um papagaio de papel e cola
Quando o lanço ao ar parece que tem mola
Sempre a pedir para subir

Voa papagaio, esquece a minha idade
Puxa pelo fio da minha vontade
Faz por encontrar os rumos da verdade
Que eu farei por te seguir

Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...

Tudo o que avistares, conta, meu amigo
Que eu na terra sonho estar aí contigo
Mesmo que me sinta no meio do perigo
Vou resistir só por te ouvir

E em cada manhã serei uma criança
A brincar nos campos, voando na esperança
De colher a estrela que ninguém alcança
Mas eu hei-de conseguir

Mas eu hei-de conseguir, dai li dou...

Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...
Papagaio voa
Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...

Dai li, dai li, dai li dou...

Dai li, dai li, dai li, dai li dou...

Poor Me
Composer(s): Les Vandyke
Performer(s): Adam Faith



(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Poor me, wah-a-ha-a-ho 
Poor me, wah-a-ha-a-ho 
Sorrows leaping around my head 
It's been heard and it's been said that 
You tried to date another guy 
Didn't hide, didn't even try 
Cheatin' me with lies again 
Makin' me remember when 

I used to hold you, baby 
So tight, each night, that's right 
I kinda hoped that maybe you might 
Fall for me 

Why, oh why, do voices say to me 
Sit and cry, that this was meant to be 
Loves unkind and loves untrue 
Oh, why did love pick out you 
Poor me, for me 
Ah-hoo, for me 
Poor me 

I used to hold you, baby 
So tight, each night, that's right 
I kinda hoped that maybe you might 
Fall for me 

Why, oh why, do voices say to me 
Sit and cry, that this was meant to be 
Loves unkind and loves untrue 
Oh, why did love pick out you 
For me, for me 
Ah-hoo, for me 
Poor me

Snow Is Falling
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh



Snow is falling, snow is falling on the ground
In the forest, in the forest there's no sound
A shallow grave is where we lie
The boys and men who died
And snow is falling on the ground
And we are calling to be found

And the seasons, and the seasons come and go
In the Springtime, birds will sing and flowers grow
At Summer's end, the Autumn breeze
Will whisper through the trees
And leaves are falling on the ground
And we are calling to be found

And in our homes, so many tears
They don't know where we have gone
And snow is falling on the ground
And we are calling to be found
We are calling to be found......

Poor Little Me, I'm On K.P.
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): George Tobias



There's dirty work to be done in the army
And it's not much fun
It's the kind of work that's done
Without the aid of a gun
The boys who work with the cooks in the kitchen
Holler out for peace
For they have to do the dirty work
And they're called the Kitchen Police

[Refrain:]
Poor little me
I'm a K.P.
I scrub the mess hall
Upon bended knee
Against my wishes
I wash the dishes
To make this wide world safe for Democracy

Anna Rakkaudelle Tilaisuus
First performance by: Seija Simola - 1978



Silmin viattomin katsot vielä pikkumies
On niin epävarma askel pienten jalkain
Mutta aika kuluu mieheks vartut pikkumies
Leikit vaihtuu työhön aikuisten

Silloin toivon suurta rakkautta sydämmeesi sun
Siten helpompi on tiesi taivaltaa
Kovaa maailmaa niin vaikea on joskus ymmärtää
Muista se, niin koittaa aika uus

Kovaa maailmaa niin vaikea on joskus ymmärtää
Muista se, niin koittaa aika uus

Käsi pienoinen on vielä hetken kädessäin
Hymy aurinkoisin äidin hymyyn vastaa
Aikaa pysähtymään silloin niin mä toivoisin
Pian huomaan susta kasvanut on mies

Usein matkallasi aikuisten niin kovaan maailmaan
Moni aate, ihon väri vaatii kantaa ottamaan
Mutta tärkeintä on rakkaudelle antaa tilaisuus
Muista se, niin koittaa aika uus

Usein matkallasi aikuisten niin kovaan maailmaan
Moni aate, ihon väri vaatii kantaa ottamaan
Mutta tärkeintä on rakkaudelle antaa tilaisuus
Muista se, niin koittaa aika uus

Mutta tärkeintä on rakkaudelle antaa tilaisuus
Muista se, niin koittaa aika uus

Poor Little Fool
Composer(s): Sharon Sheeley
Performer(s): Rick Nelson;
and various other artists



I used to play around with hearts 
that hastened at my call
But when I met that little girl 
I knew that I would fall

Poor little fool, oh yeah
I was a fool, uh huh..

She played around and teased me
with her carefree devil eyes
She'd hold me close and kiss me 
but her heart was full of lies

Poor little fool, oh yeah
I was a fool, uh huh..

She told me how she cared for me 
and that we'd never part
And so for the very first time 
I gave away my heart

Poor little fool, oh yeah
I was a fool, uh huh..

The next day she was gone 
and I knew she'd lied to me
She left me with a broken heart 
and won her victory

Poor little fool, oh yeah
I was a fool, uh huh..

I'd played this game with other hearts
but I never thought I'd see
The day that someone else would play 
love's foolish game with me 

Poor little fool, oh yeah
I was a fool, uh huh..

Snow Flake
Composer(s): Ned Miller
Performer(s): Jim Reeves



Hey-hey-hey, snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
Hoo-hoo-hoo the change in the weather has made it better for me
Hey-hey-hey, snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
You've got me warm as a fire with the burning desire for you

Snow was falling when love came calling on this lonely heart of mine
You were standing there with snow flakes in your hair
You kept stalling while my thoughts were calling on every way I knew
For one excuse to get acquainted with you
Then I said

Snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
Hoo-hoo-hoo the change in the weather has made it better for me
Hey-hey-hey, snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
You've got me warm as a fire with the burning desire for you

The ice was breaking and love was waking in a winter wonderland
When I felt you slip your fingers in my hand
Now snow is gleaming and I'm not dreaming I know this is for real
The love I have is too much to conceal

Hey-hey-hey, snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
Hoo-hoo-hoo the change in the weather has made it better for me
Hey-hey-hey, snow flake, my pretty little snowflake
You've got me warm as a fire with the burning desire for you

Poor Jerusalem
Spanish Title: Pobre Jerusalén
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber; Tim Rice
Performer(s): Amy Ray



Jesus:
Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousand
Nor the Romans, nor the Jews
Nor Judas, nor the twelve, nor the Priests, nor the scribes
Nor doomed Jerusalem itself
Understand what power is
Understand what glory is
Understand at all... understand at all
If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem
You'd see the truth, but you close your eyes
But you close your eyes
While you live your troubles are many, poor Jerusalem
To conquer death you only have to die
You only have to die

Questo Amore
Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti; Mauro Lusini; E. Picciotta
First performance by: Ricchi e Poveri - 1978



Questo amore, tu mi piaci da morire
Questo amore, dai, smettiamo di ballare
Questo amore, qui fa caldo usciamo un po’?

Questo amore, io domani non lavoro
Io nemmeno la tua bocca sulla mia
Che fatica, andare via, cominciava cosi
Cosi con niente

La giostra che va e la testa mi gira
Raccontala giusta e non avere paura, no
Scommetti che mi vuoi bene
Andiamo insieme, ancora un po’, ancora piu su

Questo amore, tu mi piaci da morire
Non parlare, non riesco a respirare
Questo amore, acqua viva su di me
E’ vero ti voglio bene

Questo amore, le tue unghie, le mie braccia
La tua faccia, la tua bocca sulla mia
Che fatica andare via, ma perche andare via

Questo amore, quanti giochi improvisati
Due bambini non sarebbero mai stati
Piu vicini, piu impossibili di noi

Poor Jenny 
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant; Felice Bryant
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers;
and various other artists



I took my little Jenny to a party last night
At ten o'clock it ended in a heck of a fight
When someone hit my Jenny she went out like a light
Poor Jenny

And then some joker went and called the cops on the phone
So everybody scattered out for places unknown
I couldn't carry Jenny so I left her alone
Poor Jenny

Well Jenny had her picture in the paper this morning
She made it with a bang
According to the story in the paper this morning
Jenny is the leader of a teenage gang

Jenny has a brother and he's hot on my trail
Her daddy wants to ride me out of town on a rail I hope 
I'll be around when Jenny gets out of jail
Poor Jenny

I went downtown to see her, she was locked in a cell
She wasn't very glad to see me, that I could tell
In fact, to tell the truth, she wasn't looking too well
Poor Jenny

Her eye was black, her face was red, her hair was a fright
She looked as though she'd been crying half of the night
I told her I was sorry, she said "Get out of sight"
Poor Jenny

It seems a shame that Jenny had to go get apprehended, a heck of a fate
This party was the first one she ever had attended
It had to happen on our very first date

Jenny has a brother and he's hot on my trail
Her daddy wants to ride me out of town on a rail
I hope I'll be around when Jenny gets out of jail
Poor Jenny