La Complainte De Gaud
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Louiguy
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Au bout de ses jambes s'il a deux pieds
C'est qu'il est fait pour bourlinguer
Pour tenir bon malgré les grains
Pour s'accrocher, pour aller loin
Au bout de ses bras s'il y a deux mains
C'est qu'il en a souvent besoin
Pour frapper fort, pour frapper bien
Ou pour lever un verre de vin
Mais pendant
Ce temps

La mer griffe le rivage
Et sur son visage
Meurt l'embrun
ses yeux se brouillent
Son regard patrouille
Quand son âme fouille
Sans remord
La vague change
son humeur étrange
Apporte un mélange
De pain que tu manges
Et de mort

Au bout de son corps perche une tête
Rusée, têtue, violente, honnête
Aux idées saines, aux idées nettes
Pleine de sang froid dans la tempête
Mais dans tout ça domine un coeur
Car l'homme entier est qu'un rêveur
Qui vit seul avec ses amours
À l'horizon de son retour
Et pendant
Ce temps

La mer griffe le rivage
Et sur son visage
Meurt l'embrun
ses yeux se brouillent
Son regard patrouille
Quand son âme fouille
Sans remord
La vague change
son humeur étrange
Apporte un mélange
De pain que tu manges
Et de mort

Down Home Girl ((aka Forgive Me Jah (Super Cat) - 1995))
((French Version: Pour Être À Toi (Ronnie Bird) - 1965))
Composer(s): Artie Butler - Jerry Leiber
First release by: Alvin Robinson - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Lord I swear the perfume you wear
Was made out of turnip greens
And everytime I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're wearin' them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant step
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
Oh, you're so down home girl

Everytime you monkey child
You take my breath away
And everytime you move like that
I gotta get down and pray
Don't you know that dress of yours
Was made out of fiberglass
And everytime you move like that
I gotta go to Sunday mass
Oh, you're so down home girl

Oh, you're so down home girl

I'm gonna take you to the muddy river
And push you in
Just to watch the water roll on
Down your velvet skin
I'm gonna take you back to New Orleans
Down in Dixieland
I'm gonna watch you do the second line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh, you're so down home girl

I'm with ya baby
You're so down home
Ow! Yeah, too much
Outta sight
You're so down home girl

La Compagnia
Composer(s): Carlo Donida - Mogol
First release by: Marisa Sannia - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Mi sono alzato, mi son vestito
e sono uscito solo per strada
ho camminato a lungo senza meta
finchè ho sentito cantare in un bar 

canzoni e fumo ed allegria
e ti ringrazio sconosciuta compagnia
non so nemmeno chi è stato a darmi un fiore
ma so che sento cantare il mio cuor ...

Felicità
ti ho persa ieri ed oggi ti ritrovo già
Tristezza va
una canzone il tuo posto
prenderà ...

Abbiam mangiato, e poi bevuto
è mai possibile che ti abbia già scordato?
eppure ieri morivo di dolore
ma oggi sento più caldo il mio cuor
ma oggi sento più caldo il mio cuor ...

Down Home Blues
Composer(s): George Jackson
First release by: Z.Z. Hill - 1982
Covered by multiple other artists



She said "Your party's jumpin' and ev'rybody's havin' a good time
Now you know what's goin' through my mind
Do you mind if I get comfortable and kick of these shoes
While you're fixin' me a drink
Play me some o'  them down home blues"

She say "I don't get out much on the town
And you know I done cut out a lot of that runnin' around
All week long I've been keepin' my cool
But tonight I'm gonna let my hair down
And get down with these down home blues"

Down home blues (down home blues)
Down home blues (down home blues)
All she wanted to hear was some down home blues
All night long, ev'ry other record or two
She said "Take off those fast records
And let me hear some down home blues"

She say "You know my ol' man is gonna wanna fight
He calls ev'ry hour I'll be gettin in tonight
But I don't care, tonight I'm gonna do as I choose
I'm gonna lay my head back
And party off these down home blues"

Down home blues (down home blues)
Down home blues (down home blues)
All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
All night long, ev'ry other record or two
She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
And party off these down home blues"

Down home blues (down home blues)
Down home blues (down home blues)
All she wanted to hear was those down home blues
All night long, ev'ry other record or two
She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
And party off these down home blues"

Down home blues (down home blues)
Down home blues (down home blues)
All see wanted to hear was those down home blues
All night long, ev'ry other record or two
She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
And party off these down home blues"

Down home blues (down home blues)
Down home blues (down home blues)
All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
All night long, ev'ry other record or two...

Down Home Again
Composer(s): Steve Marriott
Performer(s): Humble Pie



Well, the show's all over
I'll just pack my guitar
Well, what am I doing here, girl?
Get up--c'mon make for your car
Head on back to where the air is clear
There's a young girl there
Who's part of my life
She says I'm her only
I call her my wife
I'm so glad to be back home again
Well, let me sit down slowly
Put my feet up somewhere
I let it all out of my head
Well a day-dreamin' guitar-pickin'
Nothin'-doin' pint of milk
Wakes up with the horrors
Of a hotel bed
But it's alright, there's a hand on my cheek
And it belongs to the girl
That makes my will power weak
I'm so glad to be back home again
Oh, get on home
Well, there's a young girl there
Who's part of my life
She says I'm her only
But I call her my wife
I'm so glad to be back home again
Ooh, ooh
Get on home, yeah
I'm so glad to be back home again
I don't want your money
But I just want your lovin'
Well, I'm so glad to be back home again
I don't want your money
But I just want your lovin'
I'm so glad to be back home again
I don't want your money
But I just want your lovin'
I'm so glad to be back home again
I don't want your money
But I just want your lovin'
I'm so glad I'm back home again
I don't want your money
But I just want your lovin'

La Commune
Composer(s): Georges Coulonges - Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme un espoir mis en chantier
Ils se levèrent pour la Commune
En écoutant chanter Potier
Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme une étoile au firmament
Ils faisaient vivre la Commune
En écoutant chanter Clément

C'étaient des ferronniers
Aux enseignes fragiles
C'étaient des menuisiers
Aux cent coups de rabots
Pour défendre Paris
Ils se firent mobiles
C'étaient des forgerons
Devenus des meublots

Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme artisans et ouvriers
Ils se battaient pour la Commune
En écoutant chanter Potier
Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme ouvriers et artisans
Ils se battaient pour la Commune
En écoutant chanter Clément

Devenus des soldats
Aux consciences civiles
C'étaient des fédérés
Qui plantaient un drapeau
Disputant l'avenir
Aux pavés de la ville
C'étaient des forgerons
Devenus des héros

Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme un espoir mis au charnier
Ils voyaient mourir la Commune
Ah! Laissez-moi chanter Potier
Il y a cent ans commun commune
Comme une étoile au firmament
Ils s'éteignaient pour la Commune
Écoute bien chanter Clément

Down Here On The Ground
((Adapted from: Main Title (Lalo Schifrin) - 1968))
Composer(s): Lalo Schifrin - Gale Garnett
Performer(s): Gogi Grant - 1968
and multiple other artists



Down here in the ground
It ain't no place for living
No, no, no
Down here on the ground
Watching the sparrows fly high
I watch the birds
As they make their wings
Flying solid free
How I wish it were me
But I'm down here on the ground
And I'm wanting something better
I'm down here on the ground
Wanting something more

One morning soon
I will find
Some wings on my mind
To take me high
So if you hear a sound
From down here on the ground
My friends
It's only me
Trying to fly
Trying to fly
I would love to fly
Because I'm tired of being
Down here on the ground
I'm tired of being
Down here on the ground

One morning soon
I will find
Some wings on my mind
To take me high
So if you hear a sound
From down here on the ground
My friends
It's only me
Trying to fly
Trying to fly
I would love to fly
Because I'm tired of being
Down here on the ground
I'm tired of being
Down here on the ground

La Colpa È Tua
Composer(s): Marchetti - Ciampi 
Performer(s): Dalida



E' partito
E sprito il mio cuore
Quanto tempo
E passato da quando
Volevamo quelle cose che ora
Non hanno più senso

Come vedi
Ora sono infelice
Quanto tempo
E passato da quando
Io tenevo a quelle cose che ora
Non voglio più avere

Ma la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua
Sempre passeggio triste
Il pomeriggio è troppo lungo
Mai viene sera
Ora io sono sola
Tornando a casa
Non trovo niente
Sono smarrita

E' la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua
Si la colpa è tua
Perchè potevi
Restare qui

Ora io sono sola
Tornando a casa
Non trovo niente
Sono smarrita
E' la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua, la colpa è tua
Si, la colpa è tua
Perchè potevi
Restare qui

Down From Dover
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Dolly Parton - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
When he left he promised me he'd be back by the time it was revealing
The sun behind a cloud just casts the crawling shadow o'er the fields of clover
And time is running out for me I wish that he would hurry down from Dover
He's been gone so long when he left the snow was deep upon the ground
And I have seen a spring and summer pass and now the leaves are turning brown
And any time a tiny face will show itself cause waiting's almost over
But I won't have a name to give it if he doesn't hurry down from Dover
From Dover, from Dover
My folks weren't understanding when they found out they sent me from the homeplace
My daddy said if folks found out he'd be ashamed to ever show his face
My mama said I was a fool and she did not believe it when I told her
Mama everything's gonna be alright cause soon he'll be coming down from Dover
I found a place to stay out on a farm taking care of that old lady
She never asked me nothing so I never talked to her about my baby
I sent a message to my mom with a name and address of Miss ol' Grover
And to make sure he got that information when he came down from Dover
I loved him more than anything and I could not refuse him when he needed me
He was the only one I'd loved and I just can't believe that he was using me
He wouldn't leave me here like this I know it can't be so it can't be over
He wouldn't make me go through this so long he'll be coming down from Dover
My body aches the time is here it's lonely in this place where I'm a lyin'
Our baby has been born but something's wrong it's too still I hear no cryin'
I guess in some strange way she knew she'd never have a father's arms to hold her
So dying was her way of telling me he wasn't coming down from Dover
From Dover, from Dover, down from Dover, from Dover

La Colombe
((Adapted from: La Colombe (by Jacques Brel) - 1959))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Judy Collins - 1966



Why all these bugles cry
These squads of young men drilled
To kill and to be killed
Stood waiting by the train

Why the orders loud and hoarse
Why the engine's groaning cough
As it strains to drag us all
Into the holocaust

Why crowds who sing and cry
And shout and fling us flowers
And trade their rights for ours
To murder and to die

The dove has torn her wings
So no more songs of love
We are not here to sing
We're here to kill the dove

Why must this moment come
When childhood has to die
When hope shrinks to a sigh
And speech into a drum

Why are they pale and still
Young boys trained over night
Concripts payed to kill
And dressed in gray to fight

These rainclouds massing tight
This train load battle bound
This moving burial ground
Goes thundering to the night

The dove has torn her wings
So no more songs of love
We are not here to sing
We're here to kill the dove

Why statues towering grave
Above the last defeat
Old words and lies repeat
Across a new made grave

And why the same still birds
That victory always brought
These hours of glory bought
By men with mounds of earth

Dead ash without a spark
Where cities used to be
Where guns probe every spark
And crush it into dust

The dove has torn her wings
So no more songs of love
We are not here to sing
We're here to kill the dove

And while your face undone
With jagged lines of tears
That gave in those first years
All the peace I'd ever want

Your body in the gloom
The platform fading back
Your shadow on the track
A flower upon a tomb

And why these days ahead
When I must let you cry
And live prepared to die
And to....

The dove has torn her wings
So no more songs of love
We are not here to sing
We're here to kill the dove

Down Forget-Me-Not Lane
Composer(s): Bud Flanagan - Al Nicholls - Morgan Chester
Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen



Rainy days don’t worry me
There’s a rainbow that I can see
And it’s waiting for me
Down forget-me-not lane

Fortune never comes that way
I’ll keep singing a song each day
Keeping troubles away
From forget-me-not lane

It’s just a heaven they made
And if you’re a stranger there
You’ll find a table well laid
And you’re welcome to a chair

There’s no high-brow etiquette
Just plain people and once you’ve met
They will never forget
Down forget-me-not lane

(Allen)
Rainy days don’t worry me
There’s a rainbow that I can see
And it’s waiting for me
Down forget-me-not lane

(Flanagan)
Fortune never comes that way
I’ll keep singing a song each day
Keeping troubles away
From forget-me-not lane
It’s just a heaven they made
And if you’re a stranger there
You’ll find a table well laid
And you’re welcome to a chair

(Allen)
There’s no high-brow etiquette
Just plain people and once you’ve met

(Both)
They will never forget
Down forget-me-not lane

La Colombe
((English Version: La Colombe (by Judy Collins) - 1966))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
First release by: Jacques Brel - 1959



Pourquoi cette fanfare
Quand les soldats par quatre
Attendent les massacres
Sur le quai d'une gare
Pourquoi ce train ventru
Qui ronronne et soupire
Avant de nous conduire
Jusqu'au malentendu
Pourquoi les chants les cris
Des foules venues fleurir
Ceux qui ont le droit de partir
Au nom de leurs conneries

Nous n'irons plus au bois la colombe est blessée
Nous n'allons pas au bois nous allons la tuer

Pourquoi l'heure que voilà
Où finit notre enfance
Où finit notre chance
Où notre train s'en va
Pourquoi ce lourd convoi
Chargé d'hommes en gris
Repeints en une nuit
Pour partir en soldats
Pourquoi ce train de pluie
Pourquoi ce train de guerre
Pourquoi ce cimetière
En marche vers la nuit

Nous n'irons plus au bois la colombe est blessée
Nous n'allons pas au bois nous allons la tuer

Pourquoi les monuments
Qu'offriront les défaites
Les phrases déjà faites
Qui suivront l'enterrement
Pourquoi l'enfant mort-né
Que sera la victoire
Pourquoi les jours de gloire
Que d'autres auront payés
Pourquoi ces coins de terre
Que l'on va peindre en gris
Puisque c'est au fusil
Qu'on éteint la lumière

Nous n'irons plus au bois la colombe est blessée
Nous n'allons pas au bois nous allons la tuer

Pourquoi ton cher visage
Dégrafé par les larmes
Qui me rendait les armes
Aux sources du voyage
Pourquoi ton corps qui sombre
Ton corps qui disparaît
Et n'est plus sur le quai
Qu'une fleur sur une tombe
Pourquoi ces prochains jours
Où je devrais penser
À ne plus m'habiller
Que d'une moitié d'amour

Nous n'irons plus au bois la colombe est blessée
Nous n'allons pas au bois nous allons la tuer

Down Down
Composer(s): Francis Rossi - Rob Young
First release by: Status Quo - 1974



Get down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Get down deeper and down

I want all the world to see
To see you’re laughing
And you’re laughing at me
I can take it all from you
Again again again again again again again
Deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Get down deeper and down

I have all the ways you see
To keep you guessing
Stop your messing with me
You’ll be back to find your way
Again again again again again again again
Deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Get down

Get down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Get down deeper and down

I have found out you see
I know what you’re doing
What you`re doing to me
I’ll keep on and say to you
Again again again again again again again
Deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Down down deeper and down
Get down

La Colline De Blueberry Hill
((Adapted from: Blueberry Hill (by Sammy Kaye) - 1940))
Composer(s): Al Lewis - Vincent Rose - Larry Stock - Eddy Mitchell 
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1977
	
Versions In Other Languages:
1952 - Kirsebærvej (by Gustav Winckler)
1977 - Ejer Bavnehøj (by Bamses Venner)
2007 - Blueberry Hill (by Amaryllis Temmerman)



Sur la colline
De Blueberry Hill
Nos cœurs sont gravés
Sur un rocher

La petite ville
De Blueberry Hill
Depuis tant d'années
A vraiment changé

Des HLM, des buildings
S'y sont implantés
Des vieux promoteurs
Rusés
Ont tout fait raser

Le monde hostile
De Blueberry Hill
Est comme un démon
Au cœur de béton

Le vieux ciné de la plage
L'ancien casino
N'entendront plus le
Piano
De Fats Domino

Sous un parking
De Blueberry Hill
Nos cœurs sont gravés
Sur un rocher

Sous un parking
De Blueberry Hill

Mr. Down Child
Composer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson
First recording/First release by: Sonny Boy Williamson - 1951/1952
Covered by multiple other artists



Listen downchild, please take a fool`s advice
Listen downchild, please take a fool`s advice
Don`t newer let no one woman, Man misuse you twice

Every time she smiles, says she don`t love no one but you
Everytime she smiles, says she don`t love no one but you
You better watch out buddy boy, little girl love to drop a chunk on you

I tried so hard to not even think about my past life
I tried so hard even think about my past life
Because I don`t want to ever ever make a mistake in life

Baby, I and you could be so happy, we can be so lovin` tonight
From now on darling, we can be so happy be so loving from now on
Because if I ever make a mistake in life, I know I`d ruin my happy home 

La Collina Dei Ciliegi
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol Audio 2



E se davvero tu vuoi vivere una vita luminosa e più fragrante
cancella col coraggio quella supplica dagli occhi
troppo spesso la saggezza e' solamente la prudenza più stagnante
e quasi sempre dietro la collina è il sole!
ma perché tu non ti vuoi azzurra e lucente?
ma perché tu non vuoi spaziare con me
volando intorno a una tradizione
come un colombo intorno a un pallone frenato
e con un colpo di becco ben aggiustato
forarlo e lui giù, giù, giù...
e noi ancora ancor più su
planando sopra boschi di braccia tese
un sorriso che non ha ne' più un volto ne' più un'età
e respirando brezze che dilagano su terre
senza limiti e confini
ci allontaniamo e poi ci ritroviamo più vicini
e più in alto, e più in là
se chiudi gli occhi un istante
ora figli dell'immensità
Se segui la mia mente, se segui la mia mente
abbandoni facilmente le antiche gelosie
ma non ti accorgi che e' solo la paura
che infine uccide i sentimenti
le anime non hanno sesso nei sogni
e no, non temere, tu non sarai preda dei venti
ma perché non mi dai la tua mano perché
potremmo correre sulla collina
e dai ciliegi veder la mattina...è già là!
E dando un calcio ad un sasso residuo d'inferno
farlo rotolar giù giù giù e poi ancor più su
planando sopra boschi di braccia tese
un sorriso che non ha ne' più un volto ne' più un'età
e respirando brezze che dilagano su terre
senza limiti e confini
ci allontaniamo e poi ci ritroviamo più vicini
e più in alto, e più in là
ora figli dell'immortalità

Down Came The Rain
Composer(s): Mitch Murray - Peter Callander
First release by: Mister Murray - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Una Ragazza In Due (I Giganti)
1966 - Pan! V'la La Pluie! (Henri Salvador)



She walked like a dream from another world
I'd never seen such a lovely girl
She smiled as we stood on the sand
But just as I reached for her hand

Down came the rain
It's happened again
The thunder and lightning
Down came the rain

We walked by the sea for a long, long time
I knew somehow she was nearly mine
The look in her eyes told me this
But just as we stopped for a kiss

Down came the rain
It's happened again
The thunder and lightning
Down came the rain

She whispered to me she would be my bride
She'd always be standing by my side
I'd come to the end of my search
But just as we got to the church

Down came the rain
It's happened again
The thunder and lightning
Down came the rain
Down came the rain
Down came the rai-hai-hain

(The rain came down!)

La Colina Sobre El Terciopelo
Composer(s): León Gieco
Performer(s): León Gieco



Aunque venga el invierno y se robe las hojas y la flor 
siempre habra un lugar donde descansar 
y eso sera en la coli--i--na de sol, sobre el terciopelo marron, te llevare

Aunque siga la ciudad con sus gritos y sus quejas 
siempre habra un lugar donde descansar 
y eso sera en la colina de sol, sobre el terciopelo marron te llevare

Aunque vendan flores de papel sin perfumes ni color 
siempre habra un lugar donde descansar 
y eso sera en la colina de sol, sobre el terciopelo marron te llevare
 
Nota: La version original se toca con dos guitarras, estos acordes
fueron adaptados para acompañar la melodia basica solamente

Down By The Zuiderzee (aka In A Little Dutch Kindergarten)
Composer(s): Herre De Vos - Al Bryan - L. Rosenstock
Performer(s): Barron Blue; Bobby Breen



In a little Dutch kindergarten
By the little old Zuiderzee
There was started the sweetest romance
That anyone could see
She was dimpled and round and rosy
There was mischief within his eyes
But the teacher was never nosey
So the teacher never got wise
They would share their sweets 
Each day in the sweetest way
That was twenty years ago 
And they do the same today
Now they're married and they're so happy
And they're sending their children three
To that little Dutch kindergarten
Down by the Zuiderzee

La Colina De La Vida
Composer(s): León Gieco
Performer(s): León Gieco



Casi, casi nada me resulta pasajero, todo prende de mi sueños 
y se acopla en mi espalda y asi subo, muy tranquilo la colina de la vida
Nunca me creo en la cima o en la gloria, eso es un gran fantasma 
creado por generaciones pasadas, atascado en el camino de la vida
 
La realidad duerme sola en un entierro y camina triste por el sueño del mas bueno 
la realidad baila sola en la mentira y en un bolsillo tiene 
amor y alegrias un Dios de fantasias la guerra y la poesia 

Tengo de todo para ver y creer, para odiar o no creer 
y muchas veces me encuentro solitario, llorando en el umbral de la vida
Busco hacer pie en el mundo al reves, busco algun buen amigo 
para que no me atrape algun dia, temiendo hallarla muerta a la vida
 
La realidad duerme sola en un entierro y camina triste por el sueño del mas bueno 
la realidad baila sola en la mentira y en un bolsillo tiene 
amor y alegrias un Dios de fantasias la guerra y la poesia