Let Go
Composer(s): Daryll Duncan
Performer(s): Sharon Bryant



Hey...ey...yeah...eah...eah...eah...
Oh...oh...

I've been searchin', searchin' for so long
For that special guy I can call my own
I never realized love could be so hard to find, ooh
I need a lover, a lover with a steady hand
Need somebody, somebody who will understand
The one who could soon give me what I need

I need (Someone who) Can make me feel all right
(Someone who) Can take me through the night
(Someone who) Can make my feelings show
(Someone who) Can make me just let go

I wanna lose my self control
All I wanna do is let go
And let all my emotions explode
I've got to let it go

I've been waiting, can't wait much longer
I've been patient, but I need something stronger
Wanna find the kind of feeling that I can't deny
It's gotta be just right, something close to dynamite
Too tough, I never wanna get enough
I need to release what I'm feelin' inside

I need (Someone who) Can make me feel all right
(Someone who) Can take me through the night
(Someone who) Can make my feelings show
(Someone who) Can make me just let go

I wanna lose my self control
All I wanna do is let go
And let all my emotions explode
I've got to let it, got to let it go

Ah...
Got to let it go, mmm
Yeah
Let-let-let go
Got to let it, got to let it go
Let go
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Let-let-let go
Got to let it, got to let it go

I need (Someone who) Can make me feel all right
(Someone who) Can take me through the night
(Someone who) Can make my feelings show
(Someone who) Can make me just let go

Let go
And let all my emotions explode
I've got to let, got to let go

I wanna lose my self control
All I wanna do is let go
And let all my emotions explode
Got to let it, got to let it go

I wanna lose, wanna lose
All I wanna do is let go
And let all my emotions explode

Let go
I need someone to help me let go

Let go
I wanna lose my self control
Let go
And let all my emotions explode

Let go
I wanna lose my self control
Let go

Bread & Butter 
Composer(s): Larry Parks; Jay Turnbow
Originally performed by: The Newbeats



I like bread and butter
I like toast and jam
That's what my baby feeds me
I'm her loving man

He likes bread and butter
he likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
he's her loving man

She don't cook mashed potatoes
she don't cook T-bone steaks
Don't feed me peanut butter 
she knows that I can't take

He likes bread and butter
he likes toast and jam
That's what his baby feeds him
he's her loving man

Got home early one morning
much to my surprise
She was eating chicken and dumplings 
with some other guy

No more bread and butter
no more toast and jam
I found my baby eating 
with some other man

Let Freedom Ring
Composer(s): Jack Feldman - Barry Manilow - Bruce Sussman
Performer(s): Barry Manilow



Let Freedom Ring 
My country 'tis of thee 
sweet land of liberty 
of thee I see 
land where my father's died 
land of the pilgrams pride 
from every mountain side 
let freedom ring 
let its music resound throughout the nation 
let it celebrate sweet liberty 
that is keeping us free and strong 
let freedom ring 
and let everyone share its inspiration 
let the promise not be satisified 
until no one's denied its song 
it's a dream to build upon 
we take the dream and pass it on 
and on and on 
and let freedom sing 
let freedom ring 
for the children of every generation 
may the love of freedom always sing 
and let everyone sing along 
it's a dream to build upon 
we'll take the dream and pass it on 
and on and on and let freedom sing 
let freedom ring 
let freedom ring 
may the love of freedom always ring 
it has brought us this far 
it complains who we are 
and together we sing 
let freedom ring come along 
people all over 
people all over the world let freedom ring 
people all over 
let freedom ring

Andorinha Preta
English Title: Brazilian Love Song
Composer(s): Breno Ferreira; Wilson Simonal
Performer(s): Wilson Simonal



Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola

Voa andorinha preta 
De asa arrepiada
Vai, vai dormir teu sono, andorinha
Que é de madrugada

É, muita coisa não devia se fazer
Muitas vezes a gente chora
Por deixar seu bem querer
Minha cabocla foi-se embora do sertão
Fez que nem as andorinhas
Foi buscar outro verão

Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me fugiu da gaiola
Eu tinha uma andorinha que me...

Let 'Em In
Composer(s): Linda McCartney - Paul McCartney
First release by: Wings - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists



Someone's Knockin' At The Door
Somebody's Ringin' The Bell
Someone's Knockin' At The Door 
Somebody's Ririgin' The Bell 
Do Me A Favor,
Open The Door And Let 'Em In

Sister Suzie, Brother John
Martin Luther, Phil And Don 
Brother Michael, Auntie Gin 
Open The Door And Let 'Em In 

Someone's Knockin' At The Door 
Somebody's Ringin' The Bell 
Someone's Knockin' At The Door 
Somebody's Ringin' The Bell 

Do Me A Favor
Open The Door And Let 'Em In

Brazilian Love Song 
Portuguese Title: Andorinha Preta
Composer(s): Breno Ferreira; Nat King Cole;
Al Hoffman; Dick Manning
Performer(s): Nat King Cole



(Pi-a-da-da-la-la-la-la-la
Pi-a-da-da-la-la-la-la-la
Pi-ad-pa-di-ad-da-di-ad-pom
Pi-ad-pa-di-ad-da-di-ad-pom)

I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop

Fly my Brazilian love bird
Fly to the one I love
Please won't you tell her that I'm the one who cares
Please bring to me her answer

I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop
I see a little bird that is sitting in the treetop
A pretty little bird that is sitting in the treetop

Fly my Brazilian love bird
Fly to the one I love
Fly my Brazilian love bird
Fly to the one I love

It Makes A Fellow Proud To Be A Soldier
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



The heart of every man in our platoon must swell with pride
For the nation's youth, the cream of which is marching at his side
For the fascinating rules and regulations that we share
And the quaint and curious costumes that we're called upon to wear!

Now Al joined up to do his part, defending you and me
He wants to fight and bleed and kill, and die for liberty!
With the hell of war he's come to grips
Policing up the filter tips
It makes a fella proud to be a soldier!

When Pete was only in the seventh grade, he stabbed a cop!
He's real RA material, and he was glad to swop
His switch blade and his old zip gun
For a bayonet and a new M1
It makes a fella proud to be a soldier!

After Johnny got through basic traing, he
Was a soldier through and through, and he was done!
Its effects were so well rooted
That the next day he saluted
A good humour man, an usher and a nun!

Now Fran's an interlectual, brings a book to every meal
He likes the deep philosophers, like Norman Winston Peel
He thinks the army's just the thing
Because he finds it broadening
It makes a fella proud to be a soldier!

Now Ed flunked out of second grade and never finished school
He doesn't know a shelter half from an entrenching tool!
But he's going to be a big success
He heads his class at OCS
It makes a fella proud to be a soldier!

Our old mess sergeant's taste buds had been shot off in the war
But his savoury collations add to our esprit de corps!
To think of all the marvellous ways
They're using plastics nowadays
It makes a fella proud to be a soldier!

Our lieutenant is the up and coming type
Played with soldiers as a boy you just can bet!
It is written in the stars
He will get his captains' bars
But he hasn't got enough box tops yet!

Our captain has a handicap to cope with, sad to tell
He's from Georgia and he doesn't speak the language very well!
He used to be, so rumour has
The dean of men at Alcatraz
It makes a fella proud to be
What as a kid I vowed to be
what luck to be allowed to be
A soldier!
At ease!

Brazil
Composer(s): Bob Russell; Ary Barroso
Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney



Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured "Someday soon"
We kissed and clung together

Then, tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say
Now, when twilight dims the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will to old Brazil

Then, tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say
Now, when twilight dims the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing that I'm certain of
Return I will to old Brazil
That old Brazil
Man, it's old in Brazil
Brazil, Brazil

She's My Girl 
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



Sharks gotta swim and bats gotta fly
I gotta love one woman till I die
To Ed or Dick or Bob
She may be just a slob
But to me, well she's my girl!

In Winter the bedroom is one large ice cube
And she squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube!
Her hairs in the sink
Have driven me to drink
But she's my girl
She's my girl
She's my girl and I love her!

The girl that I lament for
The girl my money spent for
The girl my back is bent for
The girl I owe the rent for
The girl I gave up Lent for
Is the girl that heaven meant for me!

So for breakfast she makes coffee that tastes like shampoo
I come for dinner and get peanut butter stew
Or if I'm in luck
It's broiled hockey puck!
But oh well
What the hell!
She's my girl and I love her!

Let A Smile Be Your Umbrella
Composer(s): Francis Wheeler - Irving Kahal - Sammy Fain
Performer(s): Perry Como
and multiple other artists



(On a Rainy Day)

Just let a smile be your umbrella
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 
And if your sweetie cries, just tell her
That a smile will always pay . . . 

Whenever skies are gray 
Don`t you worry or fret 
A smile will bring the sunshine 
And you`ll never get wet! 

So, let a smile be your umbrella 
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 

Just let a smile be your umbrella 
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 
And if your sweetie cries, just tell her 
That a smile will always pay . . . 

Whenever skies are gray 
Don`t worry or fret,
A smile will bring the sunshine
And you`ll never get wet! 

So, let a smile be your umbrella 
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 

Just let a smile be your umbrella 
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 
On a rainy, rainy day . . . 
On a rainy, rainy day  ...

Bravo Tu As Gagné
((Adapted from: The Winner Takes It All (ABBA) - 1980))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Bjorn Ulvaeus - Charles Level
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu - 1981

Versions In Other Languages:
1980 - A Ty Se Ptáš, Co Já (Helena Vondrácková)
1981 - Allora Prendi E Vai (Wilma Goich)
1995 - De Wereld Draait Maar Door... (Wendy Van Wanten)
2005 - Va Todo Al Ganador (Nina)



Nous avons joué notre vie ensemble
Et puis un beau jour la chance a tourné
On ne finira pas la partie ensemble
Et chacun s'en va seul de son côté

Bravo tu as gagné et moi j'ai tout perdu
On s'est tellement aimés on ne s'aime plus
J'étais sure de moi je vivais tranquille
Et ta main dans ma main je croisais les doigts
Et tous les tricheurs de la grande ville
Ne me faisaient pas peur quand tu étais là

Mais les dés sont jetés pair impair,rouges ou noirs
qui est le plus heureux de nous deux ce soir
Bravo tu as gagné et moi j'ai tout perdu
on s'est tellement aimés on ne s'aime plus...

Est-ce qu'elle est ta complice cette partenaire
Que tu as choisi pour me remplacer
En amour la loi c'est comme à la guerre
Le plus fort des deux reste le dernier
Et notre amour si beau finit pourtant si mal
On le juge à huis clos dans un tribunal
Bravo tu as gagné et moi j'ai tout perdu
on s'est tellement aimés on ne s'aime plus...

Nous avons joué notre vie ensemble
Et puis un beau jour la chance a tourné
On ne finira pas la partie ensemble
Et chacun s'en va seul de son côté
Bravo tu as gagné Bravo tu as gagné

Il a gagné j'ai tout perdu on s'est aimé on n'aime plus
Amour si bon pourtant si mal juge à huit clos...........

Let A Man Come In And Do The Popcorn 
Composer(s): James Brown 
Performer(s): James Brown



Hey you all look out let a man come in 
I got to have fun I'm gonna do my thing
Way over yonder can you dig that mess
The sister standing out there dressed up 
In a brand new mini dress
Look hey over there
do you see that boy playing that horn
And dig that soul brother look at him doing the popcorn 

Hey everybody I got a brand new start
Hey, hey everybody I got a brand new start
I ain't gonna hurt nobody
I just, I just I just wanna help my heart
Gonna have a ball sure as you're born
Gonna have a ball sure as you're born
I'm gonna dance, dance, dance do the popcorn 

Hey look a there hey look a there 
Do you see what I see
Everybody doing the popcorn but me
Get back over there with your mini dress
Look out good mama I gotta do my best
Hey over there hey over there look a here
A look a here I got the best band in the land
I just gotta jump back take my stand
I want to ask the fellows don't have no doubt
I just got to lay to lay it right out

Bravo Pour Le Clown!
Composer(s): Henri Contet; Marcel Louiguy
Originally performed by: Edith Piaf



Un clown est mon ami
Un clown bien ridicule
Et dont le nom s'écrit
En gifles majuscules

Pas beau pour un empire
Plus triste qu'un chapeau
Il boit d'énormes rires
Et mange des bravos 

Pour ton nez qui s'allume
Bravo! Bravo!
Tes cheveux que l'on plume
Bravo! Bravo!

Tu croques des assiettes
Assis sur un jet d'eau
Tu ronges des paillettes
Tordu dans un tonneau

Pour ton nez qui s'allume
Bravo! Bravo!
Tes cheveux que l'on plume
Bravo! Bravo! 

La foule aux grandes mains
S'accroche à ses oreilles
Lui vole ses chagrins
Et vide ses bouteilles

Son coeur qui se dévisse
Ne peut les attrister
C'est là qu'ils applaudissent
La vie qu'il a ratée! 

Pour ta femme infidèle
Bravo! Bravo!
Et tu fais la vaisselle
Bravo! Bravo!

Ta vie est un reproche
Qui claque dans ton dos
Ton fils te fait les poches
Et toi, tu fais l'idiot

Pour ta femme infidèle
Bravo! Bravo!
Et tu fais la vaisselle
Bravo! Bravo! 

Le cirque est déserté
Le rire est inutile
Mon clown est enfermé
Dans un certain asile

Succès de camisole
Bravos de cabanon
Des mains devenues folles
Lui battent leur chanson 

Je suis roi et je règne
Bravo! Bravo!
J'ai des rires qui saignent
Bravo! Bravo!

Venez, que l'on m'acclame
J'ai fait mon numéro
Tout en jetant ma femme
Du haut du chapiteau

Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! 

Bravo!

Lessons In Love (Pierde El Amor)
Composer(s): M. King - W. Badarou - R. Gould
Performer(s): Raphael



Dónde está nuestro amor
No sé bien cual fue el error
Y aunque duela la verdad
Nunca tiene vuelta atrás
Lifeboat lies lost at sea
I’ve been trying to reach your shore
Waves of doubt keep drowning me
All the dreams that we were building
We never fulfilled them
Could be better, should be better
Lessons in love
For restless eyes egos burn
And the mold is hard to break
Now we've waded in too deep
But and love is overboard
Tú por mí, yo por ti
Intentando descubrir
Qué lección se nos pasó
All the homes that we were building
We never lived in
Could be better, should be better
Lessons in love
If we lose the time before us
The future will ignore us
We should use it, we could use it
Lessons in love
Lost without love
Lessons in love
Me duele la verdad
Lessons in love
Y busco una señal
Lessons in love
Me dices que te vas
Lessons in love
Y yo no sé olvidar

Bravo Monsieur Le Monde
Dutch Title: Bravo
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Michel Fugain
Originally performed by: Michel Fugain
Covered by: Ann Christy



Bravo, Monsieur le monde
Chapeau, Monsieur le monde
Même quand les gens diront
Que vous ne tournez pas toujours très rond

Bravo, pour vos montagnes
C'est beau, c'est formidable
Compliment pour vos saisons
Qui nous donnent des idées de chansons

Bravo, la mer
On n'a jamais trouvé un vert plus bleu
Un bleu plus vert
Aucune symphonie
N'est riche d'autant d'harmonie
Qu'un merveilleux tonnerre
Qui fait l'amour avec la pluie

Bravo, le vent
Qui fait ramper les blés
Qui fait trembler les océans
Bravo pour le soleil
Et la colère du volcan
Bravo pour l'arc-en-ciel
Qui met de la joie dans le cœur d'un enfant

Bravo, Monsieur le monde
Chapeau, Monsieur le monde
Nous vous demandons pardon
Pour tous ceux qui vous abîmerons

Bravo, Monsieur le monde
Bravo, pour la colombe
Si vous lui laissez la vie
Nous vous dirons simplement merci

Lesson In My Life
Composer(s): Peter Tosh
Performer(s): Peter Tosh



I've learned a lesson in my life
a lesson in my life

always be careful of mankind
be careful of mankind

they make promises today
but tomorrow change their mind
they make promises today
but tomorrow change their mind

I'm an upfill man and I love upfill people
I'm a progressive man and I love progressive people
I'm a truthful man and I love truthful people
I'm an honest man and I love honest people

I've learned a lesson in my life
a lesson in my life

always be careful of your friends
be careful of your friends

money can make friendship end
make friendship end

for a single pound
they will carry you down

I'm an upfill man and I love upfill people
I'm a progressive man and I love progressive people
I'm a truthful man and I love truthful people
I'm a determined man and I love determined people

I've learned a lesson in my life
a lesson in my life

you just can't please everybody
so you got to please yourself

you just can't please everybody
so you got to please yourself

you just can't please everybody
so you better please yourself

I'm an upfill man and I love upfill people
I'm a progressive man and I love progressive people
I'm a conscious man and I love conscious people
I'm an honest man and I love honest people
I'm a determined man and I love determined people
I'm a genuine man and I love genuine people
I'm a three eyed man and I love three eyed people
I'm an upfill man and I love upfill people
I'm a progressive man and I love progressive people

I've learned a lesson in my life
some lesson in my life 

Bravo
Composer(s): Marc Hillman; Michel Jouveaux; Patrick Roffe
Performer(s): Dalida



Mes cheveux blonds sont blonds
Depuis bien trop longtemps
Et mon frère est parti là-bas en Italie
Boulevard des Capucines
L'Olympia tombe en ruine
L'an 2000 est venu personne ne chante plus
Il n'y a plus en radio que des mots et des mots
Mais il n'y a que moi que ne m'habitue pas

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo
comme on donne un baiser juste un petit dernier
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo comme au temps des rappels
Si quelqu'un se rappelle

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo côté cœur côté cour
C'est mon seul mot d'amour
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo que je puisse partir
Que je puisse dormir

Je n'ai eu pour histoire que vos yeux dans le noir
Et pour tout nid d'amour qu'un rideau de velours
Comme des italiens qui parlent avec les mains
Vos applaudissements c'était un peu mon sang
Des hommes ont essayé eux aussi de m'aimer
Mais aucun n'est resté c'est vous qui avez gagné

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo
comme on donne un baiser juste un petit dernier
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo comme au temps des rappels
Si quelqu'un se rappelle

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo côté cœur côté cour
C'est mon seul mot d'amour
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo que je puisse partir
Que je puisse dormir

Mes robes de lumière dorment sous la poussière
Mais on fera semblant qu'elles m'aillent comme avant
Je vais me maquiller attendez vous verrez
que je peux être belle comme au temps de Bruxelles
Ne partez pas encore je vais faire un décor
Deux ou trois projecteurs j'entends quelqu'un...
Qui pleure

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo
Comme on donne un baiser juste un petit dernier
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo
Comme au temps des rappels si quelqu'un se rappelle
Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo côté cœur côté cour
C'est mon seul mot d'amour

Bravo
Donnez-moi un bravo que je puisse partir
que je puisse dormir
Bravo
La, la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la li la la la
Bravo
La la la la la la la la la la
Si quelqu'un se rappelle
Bravo
Pa la la la la la
La la la
Bravo...

Lesson In Leavin'
Composer(s): Randy Goodrum - Brent Maher
Performer(s): Dottie West
and multiple other artists



Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in leavin'
Somebody's gonna give you what you've been givin'
And I hope that I'm around to watch 'em knock you down
It's like you to love 'em and leave 'em
Just like you loved me and left me
It's like you to do that sort of thing
Over and over again
You're a fool-hearted man

I hear you been askin' about me from some of my friends
But you better believe I'm not going through that again
You're the kind of man a woman thinks she can change
But the only thing changin' is my way of thinkin'
And I'm thinkin' that baby, someday

Somebody's gonna give' you a lesson in losin'
Somebody's gonna do to you what you've been doin'
And I hope that I'm around to watch 'em knock you down
Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in hurtin'
Somebody's gonna leave you with your fire burnin'
With no way to put it out 
There ain't no doubt
You're a fool-hearted man

You're the kind of man a woman thinks she can change
The only thing changin' is my way of thinkin'
And I'm thinkin' that baby, someday 
Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in leavin'
Somebody's gonna give you back what you've been givln'
And I hope that I'm around to watch 'em knock you down 
It's like you to love 'em and leave 'em 
Just like you loved me and left me 
It's like you to do that sort of thing
Over and over again
You're a fool-hearted man

Bravo
French Title: Bravo Monsieur Le Monde
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Michel Fugain; P. Els
Performer(s): Ann Christy



Bravo
Voor deze aarde
Een toast
Op al die jaren
Vol van eindeloos geduld
Op de pracht waarmee jij 't leven vult

Bravo
Voor deze bomen
Die staan en steen intomen
Voor de bloem
Die fier en fraai
Elke dag een nieuw lied doet ontstaan

En voor de zee
Die ongestoord en speels de buien op het strand vergeet
En voor de wind die plagend in het hoge koren speelt
Of uitgelaten met de regen dolle pret beleefd

En voor de zon
Die alle kleuren van je regenboog nieuw leven geeft
Voor elke ster die fonkelend door je hoge hemel zweeft
Bravo voor elk seizoen waar jij een lied voor schreef, een symfonie

Bravo
Voor moeder aarde
In ruil voor al die jaren
Doet de mens je zoveel pijn
En vervangt je kleur door zwart en grijs

Bravo
Voor moeder aarde
Geen dank voor al die jaren
Heeft de mens geen tijd voor jou
En dan dat elk kind veel van je houdt

Less Of Me
Composer(s): Glen Campbell
First release by: Glen Campbell - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



Let me be a little kinder
Let me be a little blinder
To the faults of those about me
Let me praise a little more
Let me be when I am weary
Just a little bit more cheery
Think a little more of others
And a little less of me

Let me be a little braver
When temptation bids me waver
Let me strive a little harder
To be all that I should be

Let me be a little meeker
With the brother that is weaker
Let me think more of my neighbor
And a little less of me

Let me be when I am weary
Just a little bit more cheery
Let me serve a little better
Those that I am strivin' for

Let me be a little meeker
With the brother that is weaker
Think a little more of others
And a little less of me