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  • 18-08-2006
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    Tintarella Di Luna
    Composer(s): Bruno DeFilippi - Franco Migliacci
    First release by: Mina - 1959
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1960 - Le Petit Clair De Lune (by Dalida)
    1960 - Banho De Lua (by Celly Campelo)
    1960 - Pequeno Claro De Luna (by Dalida)



    Abbronzate, tutte chiazze
    pellirosse un po' paonazze
    son le ragazze che prendono il sol
    ma ce n'e' una
    che prende la luna

    Tintarella di luna
    tintarella color latte
    tutta notte sopra il tetto
    sopra al tetto come i gatti
    e se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida

    Tintarella di luna
    tintarella color latte
    che fa bianca la tua pelle
    ti fa bella tra le belle
    e se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida

    Tin tin tin
    raggi di luna
    tin tin tin
    baciano te
    al mondo nessuna e' candida come te

    Tintarella di luna
    tintarella color latte
    tutta notte sopra il tetto
    sopra al tetto come i gatti
    e se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida

    Tin tin tin
    raggi di luna
    tin tin tin
    baciano te
    al mondo nessuna e' candida come te

    Tintarella di luna
    tintarella color latte
    tutta notte sopra il tetto
    sopra al tetto come i gatti
    e se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida

    E se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida
    E se c'e' la luna piena
    tu diventi candida, candida, candida!



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    Blackland Farmer
    Composer(s): Frankie Miller
    Originally performed by: Frankie Miller
    Covered by: Jimmy Gilmer; Sleepy LaBeef; Steve Young



    When The Lord Made Me He Made A Simple Man
    Not Much Money Not Much Land
    He Didn't Make Me No Banker Or Legal Charmer
    When The Lord Made Me He Made A Blackland Farmer

    Well My Hands Ain't Smooth My Face Is Rough
    My Heart Is Warm My Ways Ain't Tough
    I Guess I'm The Luckiest Man Ever Born
    'Cause The Lord Gave Me Health And A Blackland Farm

    Breaking Up The New Ground Early In The Day
    I'm Gonna Plant Cotton I'm Gonna Plant Hay
    I Love To Smell The Sweet Breeze Blowing Through The Corn
    Lord You Sure Done Me Right By My Blackland Farm

    I Feel Like I'm Getting Closer To You God
    Plowing In The Ground Breaking Up The Sod
    My Mind Is At Ease I Can Do No Harm
    Lord I Owe It All To You And My Blackland Farm



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    17-08-2006
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    Banho De Lua
    ((Adapted from: Tintarella Di Luna (by Mina) - 1959))
    Composer(s): Bruno DeFilippi - Franco Migliacci - Fred Jorge
    Performer(s): Celly Campelo - 1960

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1960 - Le Petit Clair De Lune (by Dalida)
    1960 - Pequeno Claro De Luna (by Dalida)



    Tomo um banho de lua
    Fico branco como a neve
    Se o luar é meu amigo
    Censurar ninguém se atreve
    Mas é tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido
    Sob um banho de lua
    Numa noite de esplendoor
    Sinto a força da magia
    Da magia do amoor
    É tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido
    Tim, tim, tim, raio de lua
    Tim, tim, tim, baixando vem ao mundo
    Oh! lua, oh! cândida lua vem
    Tomo um banho de lua
    Fico branco como a neve
    Se o luar é meu amigo
    Censurar ninguém se atreve
    Mas é tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido
    Tim, tim, tim, raio de lua
    Tim, tim, tim, baixando vem ao mundo
    Oh! lua, oh! cândida lua vem
    Tomo um banho de lua
    Fico branco como a neve
    Se o luar é meu amigo
    Censurar ninguém se atreve
    Mas é tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido
    Mas é tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido
    Mas é tão bom sonhar contigo
    Oh! luar tão cândido



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    Blackheart Man
    Composer(s): Bunny O'Riley
    Performer(s): Bunny Wailer



    Tikya the Blackheart Man, children
    I say, don't go near him
    Tikya the Blackheart Man children
    For even lions fear him
    For even lions fear him

    Growing in a neighbourhood for such along time
    That is filled with fear
    I can't go here, can't go there
    And I ain't supposed to go anywhere
    When I ask my Mom if she could let me go out and play
    She said be careful of the stranger
    Giving candies to children
    And then take them away

    He lives in the gullies of the city
    He's the Blackheart Man (The blackheart Man)

    Even in the lonely parts of the country
    He's the Blackheart Man, Blackheart Man
    Got no friend, no home, no family
    He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man
    He is famed to live just like the Gypsy
    He's the Blackheart 'Man, The Blackheart Man

    Growing and learning and gathering, for myself a little more
    experience jumping over the fence
    Curiousity has brought me yes it's brought me, a little common-sense
    Trodding the road of life, I've come to this one conclusion
    That everything is equal under the sun, all that is createdby Jah's mighty hand
    And he said knock and it shall be opened
    Seek and Ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of places
    In the nick of time, knock and it shall be opened
    Seek and ye shall find that wisdom is found in the simplest of places, in the nick of time
    and now I trod the same road of aflictions
    just like the Blackheart Man, just like the Blackheart Man
    Getting my share of humiliation just like the Blackheart Man
    Just like the Blackheart Man
    You'll find me even in the prison of the dungeons
    just like the Blackheart Man, just like the the Blackheart Man
    I even get blamed without a reason just like the Blackheart Man
    Just like the Blackheart man yau

    No cross, no crown, no sorrow, no trial and crosses In-a-I way
    But the hotter the battle is the sweeter Jah Jah victory
    Ancient children use to say if you want good
    Your nose got to run run run
    How could the world go free, and let Jah bear the cross alone
    And them that drink of the old wine hath no place for the new
    For the new and the stones that are head of the corner
    are the same ones that the builders refused
    Now, it's the Blackheart Man, children
    Who've become the wonder of the city
    Who've become the wonder of the city



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    16-08-2006
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    Le Petit Chevalier
    Composer(s): Nico
    Performer(s): Nico



    Je suis le petit chevalier
    Avec le ciel dessus mes yeux
    Je ne peux pas me effroyer

    Je suis le petit chevalier
    Avec la terre dessous mes pieds
    J'irai te visiter
    J'irai te visiter



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Black-Eyed Susan
    (Traditional)



    All in the dawn the fleet was moor'd
    The streamers waving to the wind
    When Black-eyed Susan came on board
    Oh where shall I my true love find?
    Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true
    If my sweet William, if my sweet William
    Sails among your crew?

    Oh William, who high upon the yard
    Rocked with the billows to and fro
    Soon as her well-known voice he heard
    He sigh'd and cast his eyes below
    The cord slides swiftly thro' his glowing hands
    And as quick as lightning, and as quick as lightning
    On the deck he stands

    So sweet the lark, high poised in air
    Shuts close his pinions to his breast
    If, chance, his mate's shrill voice he hear
    And drops at once into her nest
    The noblest captain in the British fleet
    Might envy William, might envy William's
    Lip those kisses sweet

    'Oh Susan, Susan, lovely dear!
    My vows shall ever true remain
    Let me kiss off that falling tear
    We only part to meet again
    Change as ye list, ye winds, my heart shall be
    The faithful compass, the faithful compass
    That still points to thee

    'Oh, believe not what the landsmen say
    Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind
    They'll tell thee sailors when away
    In every port a mistress find
    Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so
    For thou art present, for thou art present
    Wheresoe'er I go

    If to fair India's coast we sail
    Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright
    Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale
    Thy skin as ivory so white
    Thus every beauteous object that I view
    Wakes in my soul, wakes in my soul
    Some charm of lovely Sue'

    Though battle call me from thy arms
    Let not my pretty Susan mourn
    Though cannon roar, yet safe from harms
    William shall to his dear return
    Love turns aside the balls that round me fly
    Lest precious tears, lest precious tears
    Should drop from Susan's eye

    The boatswain gave the dreadful word
    Her sails their swelling bosom spread
    No longer can she stay on board
    They kissed, she sighed, he hung his head
    Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land
    'Adieu,' she cries, 'Adieu,' she cries
    And waved her lily hand



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    15-08-2006
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    Le Petit Cheval
    Composer(s): Georges Brassens - Paul Fort
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Maxime le Forestier



    Le petit cheval dans le mauvais temps
    Qu'il avait donc du courage
    C'était un petit cheval blanc
    Tous derrière et lui devant

    Il n'y avait jamais de beau temps
    Dans ce pauvre paysage
    Il n'y avait jamais de printemps
    Ni derrière ni devant

    Mais toujours il était content
    Menant les gars du village
    A travers la pluie noire des champs
    Tous derrière et lui devant

    Sa voiture allait poursuivant
    Sa belle petite queue sauvage
    C'est alors qu'il était content
    Tous derrière et lui devant

    Mais un jour, dans le mauvais temps
    Un jour qu'il était si sage
    Il est mort par un éclair blanc
    Tous derrière et lui devant

    Il est mort sans voir le beau temps
    Qu'il avait donc du courage
    Il est mort sans voir le printemps
    Ni derrière ni devant



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Blackbird
    Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
    Originally performed by: The Beatles - 1968
    Covered by various other artists



    Blackbird singing in the dead of night
    Take these broken wings and learn to fly
    All your life
    You were only waiting for this moment to arise

    Blackbird singing in the dead of night
    Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
    All your life
    You were only waiting for this moment to be free

    Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
    Into the light of the dark black night
    Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
    Into the light of the dark black night
    You were only waiting for this moment to arise
    You were only waiting for this moment to arise



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    14-08-2006
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    Le Petit Brouillard Composer(s): Francis Lai - Jacques Plante Performer(s): Edith Piaf



    Toujours ce sale petit brouillard Toujours ce sale petit cafard Qui vous transperce jusqu'aux os Et qui se colle à votre peau Il me semble le voir encore Le soir où son copain du port Lui apporta le faux passeport Et son visa pour Buenos Aires J'ignore ce qu'il avait fait Je n'avais compris qu'une chose Que sa dernière chance était Qu'il prenne ce navire à l'aube Et quand vint l'heure du départ Je reçus son dernier regard Dans le petit matin blafard Déchiré par les sirènes Toujours ce sale petit brouillard Toujours ce sale petit cafard Qui nous transperce jusqu'aux os Et qui se colle à votre peau La passerelle était levée Et c'est quand je l'ai cru sauvé Que des hommes sont arrivés Et l'on fait redescendre à terre J'ignore ce qu'il avait fait Mais, pour ne pas me compromettre Il passa menottes aux poignets Sans avoir l'air de me connaître Et depuis qu'ils l'ont emmené Je pense à lui des jours entiers En regardant les longs courriers Diminuer et disparaître Toujours ce sale petit brouillard Toujours ce sale petit cafard Toujours ce sale petit brouillard Toujours ce sale petit cafard Toujours ce sale petit brouillard Toujours ce sale petit cafard...



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    Blackberry Way
    Italian Title: Tutta Mia La Città
    Composer(s): Roy Wood
    Originally performed by: The Move
    Covered by various other artists



    Blackberry way, absolutely pouring down with rain
    It's a terrible day, up wih the lark
    Silly girl I don't know what to say
    She was running away
    So now I'm standing on the corner
    Lost in the things that I said
    What am I supposd to do now

    Chorus
    Goodbye Blackberry Way, I can't see you, I don't need you
    Goodbye Blackberry Way, syre to want me back another day
    Down to the park, overgrowing but the trees are bare
    There's a mmory there
    Boats on the lake unattended
    Now the laughter's drowned I'm incredibly down
    Just like myself they are neglected, turn with my eyes to the wall
    What am I supposed to do now

    Chorus

    Oooh-la Oooh-la oo Ooh
    Oooh-la Oooh-la oo Ooh
    Run for the train look behind you for she may be there
    Said a thing in the air
    Blackberry Way se the battle field of careless sins
    Cast to the winds so full of emptiness without her
    Lost in the words that I said
    What am I supposed to do now

    Chorus
    (repeat)



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    13-08-2006
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    Le P'tit Bonheur
    ((Italian Version: Il Piccolo Amore (by Dalida))
    Composer(s): Félix Leclerc
    Performer(s): Félix Leclerc
    and multiple other artists



    C'est un petit bonheur
    Que j'avais ramassé
    Il était tout en pleurs
    Sur le bord d'un fossé

    Quand il m'a vu passer
    Il s'est mis à crier
    Madame, ramassez-moi chez vous, amenez-moi
    Mes frères m'ont oublié je suis tombé, je suis malade
    Si vous n'me cueillez point je vais mourir quelle ballade
    Je me ferai petit, tendre et soumis je vous le jure
    Madame, je vous en prie délivrez-moi de ma torture

    J'ai pris le p'tit bonheur
    L'ai mis sous mes haillons
    J'ai dit faut pas qu'il meurt
    Viens donc dans ma maison
    Alors le p'tit bonheur
    A fait sa guérison
    Sur le bord de mon cœur
    Y avait une chanson

    Mes jours, mes nuits, mes peines , mes veilles, mon mal, tout fut oublié
    Ma vie de désœuvrée j'avais dégoût d'la recommencer
    Quand il pleuvait dehors ou qu'mes amis amis m'faisaient des peines
    J'prenais mon p'ti bonheur et j'lui disais c'est toi que j'aime

    Mon bonheur a fleuri
    Il a fait des bourgeons
    C'était le paradis
    Ça s'voyait sur mon front
    Or un matin joli
    Que je sifflais ce refrain
    Mon bonheur est parti
    Sans me donner la main
    J'eu beau le supplier, le cajoler, lui faire des scènes
    Lui montrer le grand trou qu'il me faisait au fond du cœur
    Il s'en allait toujours la tête haute, sans joie sans haine
    Comme s'il ne pouvait plus voir le soleil dans ma demeure

    J'ai bien pensé mourir
    De chagrin et d'ennui
    J'avais cessé de rire
    C'était toujours la nuit
    Il me restait l'oubli
    Il me restait l'mépris
    Enfin que j'me suis dit
    Il me reste la vie

    J'ai repris mon bâton, mes deuils, mes peines et mes bagages
    Et je bats la semelle dans des pays de malheureux
    Aujourd'hui quand je pars à l'aventure et en voyage
    Je fais un grand détour ou bien je me ferme les yeux
    Je fais un grand détour ou bien je me ferme les yeux



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    Black, Brown And White
    Composer(s): Big Bill Broonzy
    Performer(s): Big Bill Broonzy;
    Brownie McGhee; Faith Nolan



    This little song that I'm singin' about
    People you know it's true
    If you're black and gotta work for a living
    This is what they will say to you

    They says if you was white, should be all right
    If you was brown, stick around
    But as you's black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back

    I was in a place one night
    They was all having fun
    They was all byin' beer and wine
    But they would not sell me none

    They said if you was white, should be all right
    If you was brown, stick around
    But if you black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back

    Me and a man was workin' side by side
    This is what it meant
    They was paying him a dollar an hour
    And they was paying me fifty cent

    They said if you was white, 't should be all right
    If you was brown, could stick around
    But as you black, m-mm boy, git back git back git back

    I went to an employment office
    Got a number 'n' I got in line
    They called everybody's number
    But they never did call mine

    They said if you was white, should be all right
    If you was brown, could stick around
    But as you black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back

    I hope when sweet victory
    With my plough and hoe
    Now I want you to tell me brother
    What you gonna do about the old Jim Crow?

    Now if you was white, should be all right
    If you was brown, could stick around
    But if you black, whoa brother, git back git back git back



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    12-08-2006
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    Le Pénitencier
    ((Adapted from: The Rising Sun Blues (Traditional) - 17th Century; House Of The Rising Sun (by Libby Holman) - 1942))
    Composer(s): Alan Price - Hugues Aufray - Vline Buggy
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1964

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1964 - Kuca Izlazeceg Sunca (by Miodrag Jevremovic)
    1965 - La Casa Del Sole (by I Marcellos Ferial)
    1989 - La Casa Del Sol Naciente (by Alejandra Guzmán)



    Les portes du pénitencier
    Bientôt vont se fermer
    Et c'est là que je finirai ma vie
    Comm'd'autres gars l'ont finie
    Pour moi ma mère a donné
    Sa robe de mariée
    Peux-tu jamais me pardonner
    Je t'ai trop fait pleurer
    Le soleil n'est pas fait pour nous
    C'est la nuit qu'on peut tricher
    Toi qui ce soir a tout perdu
    Demain tu peux gagner

    O mères, écoutez-moi
    Ne laissez jamais vos garçons
    Seuls la nuit traîner dans les rues
    Ils iront tout droit en prison
    Toi la fille qui m'a aimé
    Je t'ai trop fait pleurer
    Les larmes de honte que tu as versées
    Il faut les oublier
    Les portes du pénitencier
    Bientôt vont se fermer
    Et c'est là que je finirai ma vie
    Comm'd'autres gars l'ont finie



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    Black Water
    Composer(s): Patrick Simmons
    Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



    Well, I built me a raft and she's ready for floatin'
    ol' Mississippi, she's callin' my name
    Catfish are jumpin' that paddle wheel thumpin'
    Black water keeps rollin' on past just the same
    Old black water, keep on rollin'
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    (Old black water, keep on rollin')
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    (Old black water, keep on rollin')
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, gonna make every thing
    Pretty mama, gonna make everything all right
    And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all
    Well, if it rains, I don't care, don't make no difference to me
    Just take that street car that's goin' up town
    Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland and dance a honky tonk
    and I'll be buyin' everybody drinks all roun'
    Old black water, keep on rollin'
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    (Old black water, keep on rollin')
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    (Old black water, keep on rollin')
    Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me?
    Yeah, keep on shinin' your light, gonna make every thing
    Pretty mama, gonna make everything all right
    And I ain't got no worries 'cause I ain't in no hurry at all
    I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland,
    Pretty momma come and take me by the hand, by the hand, take me by the hand
    (I want to honky-tonk) (honky-tonk)
    Pretty momma, come and dance with your daddy all night long, I'd like to...
    (honky-tonk) (with you all night long)



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    11-08-2006
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    La Casa Del Sole
    ((Adapted from: The Rising Sun Blues (Traditional) - 17th Century; House Of The Rising Sun (by Libby Holman) - 1942))
    Composer(s): Alan Price - Mogol - Vito Pallavicini
    Performer(s): I Marcellos Ferial - 1965

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1964 - Le Pénitencier (by Johnny Hallyday)
    1964 - Kuca Izlazeceg Sunca (by Miodrag Jevremovic)
    1989 - La Casa Del Sol Naciente (by Alejandra Guzmán)



    Lo so perchè sei qui
    e guardi verso me
    perchè io sono il sole per te
    e il sole e tutto per te
    ma come faccio a dirti
    qual'è la verità
    ma come faccio a dirti che ormai
    il sole si spegne con noi
    ti ho detto tante cose
    e tu credevi a me
    le cose che volevo per te
    che dirti non potrò
    lo so perchè sei qui
    e guardi verso me
    perchè io sono il sole per te
    e il sole è tutto per te
    il sole che aspettavi
    non arriverà
    e l'ultima speranza ormai
    si spegne insieme a noi
    si spegne insieme a noi



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    Black Velvet Band
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): The Dubliners
    and various other artists



    In a neat little town they call Belfast
    Apprentice to trade I was bound
    Many an hours sweet happiness
    Have I spent in that neat little town

    A sad misfortune came o'er me
    Which caused me to stray from the land
    Far away from my friends and relations
    Betrayed by the black velvet band

    Her eyes they shone like diamonds
    I thought her the queen of the land
    And her hair, it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band

    I took a stroll down Broadway
    Meaning not long for to stay
    When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid
    Come a tripping along the highway

    She was both fair and handsome
    Her neck it was just like a swans
    And her hair it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band

    Her eyes they shone like diamonds
    I thought her the queen of the land
    And her hair, it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band

    I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
    And a gentleman passing us by
    Well I knew she meant the doing of him
    By the look in her roguish black eye

    A gold watch she took from his pocket
    And placed it right into my hand
    And the very first thing that I said
    Was bad luck to the black velvet band

    Her eyes they shone like diamonds
    I thought her the queen of the land
    And her hair it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band

    Before the judge and the jury
    Next morning I had to appear
    The judge he says to me
    "Young man, your case it is proven clear

    We'll give you seven years penal servitude
    To be spent faraway from this land
    Far away from your friends and companions
    Betrayed by the black velvet band"

    Her eyes they shone like diamonds
    I thought her the queen of the land
    And her hair it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band

    So come all you jolly young fellows
    A warning take by me
    When you are out on the town, me lads
    Beware of them pretty colleens

    For they feed you with strong drink, oh yeah
    'Til you are unable to stand
    And the very next thing that you'll know is
    You've landed in Van Diemens Land

    Her eyes they shone like diamonds
    I thought her the queen of the land
    And her hair it hung over her shoulder
    Tied up with a black velvet band



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    10-08-2006
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    La Casa Del Sol Naciente
    ((Adapted from: The Rising Sun Blues (Traditional) - 17th Century; House Of The Rising Sun (by Libby Holman) - 1942))
    Composer(s): Alan Price - Alejandra Guzmán
    Performer(s): Alejandra Guzmán - 1989

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1964 - Le Pénitencier (by Johnny Hallyday)
    1964 - Kuca Izlazeceg Sunca (by Miodrag Jevremovic)
    1965 - La Casa Del Sole (by I Marcellos Ferial)



    Aqui nació, aqui soñó
    aqui vivió mi amor
    pero ya no estas
    no sigues junto a mi
    no esta mi amor
    no esta

    Hogar del sol naciente
    sol que ya no esta
    un sol que ya no alumbrará
    no, no alumbrará

    Si nunca voy a verte
    si jamás tu volverás
    yo me ire muy lejos
    de este hogar
    donde al fin
    yo te pueda olvidar

    Si nunca voy a verte
    jamás te voy a olvidar



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Black Trombone
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    Black Trombone
    Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
    Originally performed by: Serge Gainsbourg
    Covered by various other artists



    Black trombone
    Monotone
    Le trombone
    C'est joli
    Tourbillonne
    Gramophone
    Et bâillonne
    Mon ennui

    Black trombone
    Monotone
    Autochtone
    De la nuit
    Dieu pardonne
    La mignonne
    Qui fredonne
    Dans mon lit

    Black trombone
    Monotone
    Elle se donne
    à demi
    Nue, frissonne
    Déraisonne
    M'empoisonne
    M'envahit

    Black trombone
    Monotone
    C'est l'automne
    De ma vie
    Plus personne
    Ne m'étonne
    J'abandonne
    C'est fini



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    09-08-2006
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    House Of The Rising Sun
    ((Adapted from: The Rising Sun Blues (Traditional) - 17th Century))
    Composer(s): Alan Price
    Performer(s): Libby Holman - 1942
    and multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1964 - Le Pénitencier (by Johnny Hallyday)
    1964 - Kuca Izlazeceg Sunca (by Miodrag Jevremovic)
    1965 - La Casa Del Sole (by I Marcellos Ferial)
    1989 - La Casa Del Sol Naciente (by Alejandra Guzmán)



    There is a house in New Orleans
    They call the Rising Sun
    And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
    And God, I know I'm one

    My mother was a tailor
    Sewed my new blue jeans
    My father was a gambling' man
    Down in New Orleans

    Now, the only thing a gambler needs
    Is a suitcase and a trunk
    And the only time he'll be satisfied
    Is when he's all drunk

    Oh, Mother, tell your children
    Not to do what I have done
    Spend your lives in sin and misery
    In the house of the Rising Sun

    Well, I've got one foot on the platform
    The other foot on the train
    I'm going back to New Orleans
    To wear that ball and chain

    Well, there is a house in New Orleans
    They call the Rising Sun
    And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
    And God, I know I'm one



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    Black Strap Molasses
    Composer(s): Carmine Ennis; Marilou Harrington
    Performer(s): Jane Wyman, Jimmy Durante,
    Groucho Marks, & Danny Kaye



    All:
    Black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread

    Jane Wyman:
    My grandpa's older than the old grey mare
    He sits a-rockin' in his rockin' chair
    But now he's got a smile that he can't lose
    Grandma's sittin' knittin' baby shoes

    All:
    From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread

    Jimmy Durante:
    I gave up cherry pie and T-bone steak
    Chicken fricassee and ice cream cake
    I don't need vitamins or pills at All
    I even mix it with my Hadacol

    All:
    I'm eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread

    Groucho Marx:
    My nerves were jumpy and I'd walk the floor
    I never got to sleep till after four
    But since I'm eatin' right I feel okay
    I'm sleepin' every night and half the day

    All:
    From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread

    Danny Kaye:
    Now I was thinner than a pencil line
    Had no muscles and I had no spine
    But now I'm friskier than a pup
    All you have do is prop me up

    All:
    Just feed me black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread

    GM: I know a fella who is ninety-two
    JW: Doctors told the guy that he was through
    DK: But now that the doctor has been proven wrong
    JD: He's got more hop in him than Hopalong

    All:
    From eatin' black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread
    Makes you live so long you wish you were dead
    You add some yogurt and you'll be well fed
    With black strap molasses and the wheat germ bread



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