Look Of Love
Composer(s): Ellie Greenwich - Jeff Barry
Performer(s): Lesley Gore



Look at the way he looks at her
Look at the way he smiles
I remember when he was mine
I remember when things were fine
Oh, look at the way he looks at her now
Isn't that the look of love?

Look at the way he holds her hand
Look at the way they dance
I remember when he loved me
I remember how it used to be
But look at the way he smiles at her now
Isn't that the look of love?

Here I am, all by myself
Watching him with someone else
And he doesn't even know I'm here
Wish I could hold back my tears, 'cause

Look at the way he's kissing her
Look at him hold her tight
I remember his warm embrace
And the tender look on his face
Yes, look at the way he looks at her now
Isn't that the look of love?

(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Isn't that the look of love?
Whoa, oh, oh
Isn't that the look of love?
Hey, hey, hey
Isn't that the look of love? ...

Oh, whoa now
Isn't that the look of love?

Je Suis Tombé Du Ciel
Composer(s): Yves de Vriendt
First performance by: David-Alexandre Winter - 1970



Je vivais bien là-haut dans mes nuages
J'avais le cœur et la tête en voyage
Je me croyais tranquille pour longtemps
Pour longtemps

Chaque fois que je regardais la terre
Je la trouvais bien ronde et bien sévère
Je n'avais pas envie de voir les gens
Mais tout à coup, un jour, en te voyant

Je suis tombé du ciel pour me pencher sur toi
En arrivant du ciel, je suis tombé sur toi
Il m'est venu des ailes en m'approchant de toi
Je suis tombé du ciel et je suis fou de joie

Je n'irai plus jamais dans les nuages
Tu es ma ville et tu es mon village
J'ai découvert que le seul paradis
C'est ici

Dieu qu'on s'ennuie quand on plane là-haut
À vivre seul comme un triste pierrot
Quand il suffit de plonger dans tes yeux
Pour naviguer au milieu du ciel bleu

Je suis tombé du ciel pour me pencher sur toi
En arrivant du ciel, je suis tombé sur toi
Il m'est venu des ailes en m'approchant de toi
Je suis tombé du ciel et je suis fou de joie

La la la la la la... la la la la la la...
La la la la la la... et je suis fou de joie 

Look Into The Sun
Composer(s): Ian Anderson - Martin Barre
Performer(s): Jethro Tull



Took a sad song of one sweet evening
I smiled and quickly turned away
It's not easy singing sad songs
but still the easiest way I have to say
So when you look into the sun
and see the things we haven't done 
oh was it better then to run
than to spend the summer crying
Now summer cannot come anyway

I had waited for time to change her
The only change that came was over me
She pretended not to want love 
I hope she was only fooling me
So when you look into the sun
look for the pleasures nearly won
Or was it better then to run
than to spend the summer singing
And summer could have come in a day

So if you hear my sad song singing
remember who and what you nearly had
It's not easy singing sad songs
when you can sing the song to make me glad
So when you look into the sun
and see the words you could have sung
It's not too late, only begun
we can still make summer
Yes, summer always comes anyway

So when you look into the sun
and see the words you could have sung
It's not too late, only begun
Look into the sun

Six Jours Sur La Route
(Adapted from: Six Days On The Road - 1964)
Composer(s): Earl Green; Carl Montgomery; Yves Dessca
Performer(s): Claude François - 1975



Je sors de ma loge et je cours vers ma voiture
En passant j'embrasse une fille et je fais quelques signatures
Pardon si je suis pressé, c'est que je viens de passer
Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir

De ville en ville j'ai couru comme un fou me reposant à peine
Mais que c'est bon d'être sur scène et de chanter pour ceux qui vous aiment
Bientôt je repartirai, mais vraiment je n'en peux plus après
Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir

En roulant dans la nuit des choses fourmillent au fond de ma tête
Il me faut des chansons nouvelles et un nouveau pas pour les Claudettes
Encore ce sacré métier, suffit je lui ai donné
Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir

Soudain je pense à cette fille assise au premier rang
J'en étais un peu amoureux à la fin de mon tour de chant
J'aurais aimé la revoir, mais je lui ai dit bonsoir
Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir

Je suis heureux de retrouver tout à l'heure la fille de mon cœur
Et soudain je me sens l'envie d'appuyer sur l'accélérateur
Je rève de l'embrasser, sans elle c'est long de passer
Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir

Six jours sur la route, et moi je rentre à la maison ce soir
Oui, ce soir

Look In My Eyes Pretty Woman
Composer(s): Brian Potter - Dennis Lambert
Performer(s): Tony Orlando & Dawn



Time is on my side
Though the world keeps gettin' colder
'Cause I've got you, girl
To ease my troubled mind, ooh

I'm a different man
When your head is on my shoulder
I can find the answers in me
That I never thought I'd find

'Cause when you look in my eyes, pretty woman
The world is a peaceful place
All I can see when there's you
And there's me is love upon your face

Stand by me, baby, and we'll find the way
Before our day is done
Oh, look in my eyes, pretty woman
And we'll overcome

You're my guiding star
You're my faith, my hope, my power
When I just can't find a reason to believe

Touch my hand with love
And you light my darkest hour
I can feel the warmth returning
And my pain about to leave

'Cause when you look in my eyes, pretty woman
The world is a peaceful place
Oh, all I can see when there's you
And there's me is love upon your face

Stand by me, baby, and we'll find the way
Before our day is done
Oh, look in my eyes, pretty woman
And we'll overcome, yeah

Oh, look in my eyes, pretty woman
The world is a peaceful place
Oh, all I can see when there's you
And there's me is love upon your face

Oh, stand by me, baby, and we'll find the way
Before our day is done
Oh, look in my eyes, pretty woman
And we'll overcome

Say look in my eyes, pretty woman

Six Jours À La Campagne
Composer(s): Hort Axton; Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



Le premier jour, quand on s'est rencontrés
C'était le début du monde, la fin de l'ombre
Tout recommençait
Le second jour, quand on s'est reveillés
On a reveillé les sources, le vent qui soufflait
Sur les champs de blé

Au matin du troisième Dieu a créé l'Amour
Pour que tu m'aimes... 
Tu m'as aimé six jours

Le jour suivant, parmi d'autres merveilles
On a créé la tendresse, quand Dieu n'as fait
Que l'eau et le soleil
Le cinquième jour un nuage est passé
J'avais perdu l'habitude, ma solitude
Tu l'as réinventée

Au matin du sixième Dieu a créé la Femme
Pour que tu m'aimes... six jours à la campagne

Ingen Regning
((Adapted from: No Charge (by Melba Montgomery) - 1974))
((French Version: Cadeau (by Marie Laforêt) - 1974))
Composer(s): Harlan Howard - Kurt Thyboe
Performer(s): Peter Belli - 1978



Vores lille knægt kom ud til mor i køkkenet en aften, mens hun stod og lavede mad 
Og han gav hende en lille seddel, han havde skrevet
Og da hun havde tørret hænderne i forklædet, tog hun sedlen og læste den, mens jeg lyttede 
Og her er, hvad der stod

For at slå græsset: 5kr
For at rede min seng hele ugen: 6kr
For at have gået til købmanden: 2kr
For at lege med lillebror, mens du var ude at købe ind: 2kr
For at bære skraldespanden ud: 3kr
Og for gode karakterer i skolen: 10kr
For at gøre rent i gården: 10kr
Så alt i alt skylder du mig: 38kr

Mor så lidt på knægten, der stod der og så så forventningsfuld ud 
Og jeg kunne se, at hun tænkte tilbage på alle de år, som vi havde haft sammen med ham 
Så tog hun blyanten, vendte sedlen om, og så skrev hun, og jeg læste det for ham

For den tid, jeg bar dig

mens du boede indeni mig: Ingen regning!
For de nætter jeg sad hos dig

græd for dig og bad for dig: Ingen regning!
For al den tid, al den frygt

du har kostet din mor: Ingen regning!
Lille søn, du skal vide, at for min kærlighed til dig

der er der bare ingen regning!
For de år, der vil komme

med angst for din fremtid: Ingen regning!
Og for alle mine gode råd

og for al min erfaring: Ingen regning!
For legetøj, mad og tøj, ja, selv for at snyde din

lille næse – der er bare ingen regning, søn!
Og læg alt det her sammen –

så er min kærlighed til dig bare uden regning!

Da jeg var færdig med at læse op, så havde min lille søn store tårer i øjnene 
Han så op på sin mor, og han sagde: mor jeg elsker dig så meget! 
Så tog han blyanten, og med store, skæve bogstaver skrev han

Alt er betalt!

Og til alle jer små venner ude i landet: Husk, at fars og mors kærlighed den koster ikke noget 
(kor:) Så er min kærlighed til dig bare uden regning!

Marie-Blanche
Composer(s): André-Pierre Dousset
First performance by: Guy Bonnet - 1970



C'est l'heure où des perles de givre se posent
Où chaque feuille se prend pour une rose
Quelque part un oiseau chante quelque chose
Et Marie-Blanche est à moi

Nous sommes là dans une douce quiétude
Nous avons mis fin à notre solitude
Nos corps apprennent de tendres habitudes
Et Marie-Blanche est à moi

Et Marie-Blanche est à moi, et moi, je l'aime
Et Marie-Blanche s'endort près de moi

La neige tombe et le vent lui fait escorte
Tous les étangs sont gelés, oui, mais qu'importe
À l'hiver nous avons fermé notre porte
Et Marie-Blanche est à moi

Et Marie-Blanche est à moi, et moi, je l'aime
Et Marie-Blanche s'endort près de moi

Oh, que le temps lui-même tourne ses pages
Nous resterons là un siècle ou davantage
La ville dort sous l'aile des blancs nuages
Et Marie-Blanche est à moi

Je ne veux rien savoir du reste du monde
La terre ne m'a jamais semblé aussi ronde
Contre mon cœur, il y a sa tête blonde
Et Marie-Blanche est à moi

Look Homeward Angel
Composer(s): Wally Gold
Performer(s): The Four Esquires 
and multiple other artists



(ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)

Look homeward, angel
Tell me what you see
Do the folks I used to know remember me?

Look homeward, angel
Eye my lady fair
Does she dream about the love we used to share?

So she'll know how very much I miss her
Angel, while she's dreaming, won't you kiss her?

Look homeward, angel
One thing I must know
Do her empty arms still yearn for me alone?

So she'll know how very much I miss her
Angel, while she's dreaming, won't you kiss her?

Look homeward, angel
One thing I must know
Do her empty arms still yearn for me alone?

Do her empty arms still yearn for me alone?

(ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, woo)

Six Foot Seven Woman
Performer(s): Foster & Allen



Come let me introduce you to the woman who's me Wife
Of all me great possessions, she's the biggest in me life
There's not a chance I'd lose her, she's too easy to be found
She's six foot seven inches and she weighs three hundred pounds

Sure, when I started courtin' her, her figure was a twelve
I put me arms around her, but me arms they were too short
To take her to the pictures, sure I didn't have the dough
To pay for all the seats she'd fill down in the bottom row

Oh, she's six foot seven inches, Boys, let's sing it once again
She's got the kind of figure that was mostly meant for men
You may talk of Texas giants, who are brawny, big and tall
But this six foot seven woman, she'd make midgets of them all

To fit her with the costume, makes the tailors take great pains
They have to take her measurements with lengths of Irish chains
(land surveying chain in the version I heard)

It takes a room of cloth to make a top of any taste
And half an acre more to cover all below her waste

Oh, she's six foot seven inches, Boys, let's sing it once again
She's got the kind of figure that was mostly meant for men
You may talk of Texas giants, who are brawny, big and tall
But this six foot seven woman, she'd make midgets of them all

The mornin' we got married, I can still remember well
We went to have our breakfast in the Park House Hotel
To fit her through the doorway, sure I knew it was too small
She ate so much, to get her out we had to knock the wall

She says our house is much too small, she can't expand her chest
She's rather like a cuckoo in a little sparrow's nest
If every women grew that size, I'm going to tell you, Boys
You might knock all the houses down and build them twice the size

Oh, she's six foot seven inches, Boys, let's sing 'er once again
She's got the kind of figure that was mostly meant for men
You can talk of Texas giants, who are brawny, big and tall
But this six foot seven woman, she'd make midgets of them all

Look For The Silver Lining
Composer(s): B.G. DeSylva - Jerome Kern
First performance by: Marilyn Miller & Irving Fisher - 1920
Covered by multiple other artists



(Boy)
Please don't be offended if I preach to you awhile
Tears are out of place in eyes that were meant to smile
There's a way to make your very biggest troubles small
Here's the happy secret of it all

Look for the silver lining
When e'er a cloud appears in the blue
Remember some where the sun is shining
And so the right thing to do
Is make it shine for you

A heart, full of joy and gladness
Will always banish sadness and strife
So always look for the silver lining
And try to find the sunny side of life

(Girl)
As I wash my dishes, I'll be following your plan
Till I see the brightness in ev'ry pot and pan
I am sure your point of view will ease the daily grind
So I keep repeating in my mind

(Girl)
Look for the silver lining
When e'er a cloud appears in the blue
Remember some where the sun is shining
And so the right thing to do
Is make it shine for you

Viens L'oublier 
Composer(s): Jean Vallée
First performance by: Jean Vallée - 1970



Un chagrin vient d'apparaître
Un peu de pluie pour tes cils
Quelques larmes viennent de naître
Un peu d'amour qui s'enfuit

Viens l'oublier
Ce garçon te fait trop souvent souffrir
Viens l'effacer
Ce premier amour était mal écrit

Un nuage va disparaître
Un bouquet d'ombres qui s'enfuient
Un soleil vient d'apparaître
Un peu de bleu pour tes cils

Viens l'oublier
Ce garçon te fait trop souvent souffrir
Viens l'effacer
Ce premier amour était mal écrit

Une étoile vient d'apparaître
Un peu de nuit pour tes cils
Une rose vient de naître
Un peu d'amour dans la nuit

Viens l'oublier
Ce garçon te fait trop souvent souffrir
Viens l'effacer
Ce premier amour était mal écrit

Viens..

Tombe La Neige
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
First release by: Salvatore Adamo - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Cade La Neve (by Salvatore Adamo)
1968 - Padaet Sneg (by Emil Gorovets)



Tombe la neige
Tu ne viendras pas ce soir
Tombe la neige
Et mon coeur s’habille de noir

Ce soyeux cortège
Tout en larmes blanches
L’oiseau sur la branche
Pleure le sortilège

“Tu ne viendras pas ce soir”
Me crie mon désespoir
Mais tombe la neige
Impassible manège

Tombe la neige
Tu ne viendras pas ce soir
Tombe la neige
Tout est blanc de désespoir

Triste certitude
Le froid et l’absence
Cet odieux silence
Blanche solitude

“Tu ne viendras pas ce soir”
Me crie mon désespoir
Mais tombe la neige
Impassible manège

Six Feet Of Snow
Composer(s): Keith Godchaux; Lowell George
Performer(s): Little Feat; Souled American



Six feet of snow
Coming through my radio
It's raining in stilettos
From here clear down to Mexico

My hands are numb
From hanging on that steering wheel
They're frozen tight
Hope the wind don't blow me off the road tonight

Don't you know the ice and snow
Is sneaking in through my window
Don't you know how much I hate to be so cold
And so alone
I'm coming home

If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her
Next to her tonight

Sweet New Orleans
That's where my girl, she waits for me
Hair so long and eyes so green
She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen

Don't you know the ice and snow
Is sneaking through this boy's window
Don't you know how much I hate to be so cold
And so alone
I'm coming home

If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side
I'd be lying next to her
Next to her tonight

Look For A Star
Composer(s): Tony Hatch
Performer(s): Garry Mills
and multiple other artists



When life doesn't seem worth the living
And you don't really care who you are
When you feel there is no one beside you
Look for a star

When you know you're alone and so lonely
And your friends have traveled afar
There is someone waiting to guide you
Look for a star

Oh, everyone has a lucky star
That shines in the sky up above
If you wish on a lucky star
You're sure to find someone to love

A rich man man, a poor man, a beggar
No matter whoever you are
There's a friend who's waiting to guide you
Look for a star

A rich man, a poor man, a beggar
No matter whoever you are
There's a friend who's waiting to guide you
Look for a star

Pridi, Dala Ti Bom Cvet
Composer(s): Mojmir Sepe; Dusan Velkaverh
First performance by: Eva Sršen - 1970



Pridi dala ti bom cvet
ki raste le v meni, le zate cveti
Pridi dala ti bom cvet
odprla bom zate, vse svoje lakti

O pomladi nisem sanjala
saj v rokah jo držim
Vecnosti ne bom oznanjala
se smrti ne bojim
Umrla bom zato
Da v tebi se rodim ... ljubi moj ... 

Pridi dala ti bom cvet
cvetela sem zate, utrgati smeš me, le ti

Pridi dala ti bom cvet
ki raste le v meni, le zate cveti
Pridi dala ti bom cvet
odprla bom zate vse svoje lakti

O pomladi nisem sanjala
saj v rokah jo držim
Vecnosti ne bom oznanjala
se smrti ne bojim
Umrla bom zato
v tebi se rodim ... ljubi moj ...

Pridi dala ti bom cvet
cvetela sem zate, utrgati smeš me, le ti

Look Down The Road
Composer(s): Skip James
First release by: Skip James - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Look down that road
for what my eyes could see, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, look down the road
for what my eyes could see
Didn't see nothing belongs to me

I don't want no woman
stay out all night long, yeah yeah
Yeah, I don't want a woman
who stays out all night long
I just want one who knows
the right from wrong

'Cause 'cause 'cause, I
I wouldn't have an old rooster
that he can crow for days, yeah yeah yeah
Now he can crow for days
I just want a little chicken
who can lay an egg
hey Michael

I don't gotta get no higher
blow you people down
I don't gotta get no higher
to blow you's down
I could do it to you
with my chin resting on the ground

Mama, hey papa
don't you that he swore, ah
Papa saw mama
and he swore and swore and swore
I thought you was good
and then it turns out you're just a whore

I look down that road
look as far as my eyes can see
Yeah yeah, looking for my eyes to see
I can't see nothing
that ever belonged to me

Look down that road
for what my eyes could see, yeah yeah yeah
Looking down the road for
what my eyes could see
I didn't see much
that could belong to me

I ain't gotta get no higher
to blow you's down
I don't gotta get higher
to blow you down
I could do it to you's
and do it sitting on the ground

Look down that road
what my eyes could see, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
For what my eyes could see
Didn't see much
that could ever belong to me

Six Days On The Road
(French Version: Six Jours Sur La Route - 1975)
Composer(s): Earl Green; Carl Montgomery
First release by: Dave Dudley - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh
Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard
I've got my diesel wound up
And she's running like never before
There's a speed zone ahead, all right
I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 

I got ten forward gears
And a Georgia overdrive
I'm taking little white pills
And my eyes are open wide
I just passed a 'Gimmy' and a 'White'
I've been passin' everything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 

Well, it seems like a month
Since I kissed my baby good-bye
I could have a lot of women
But I'm not like some other guys
I could find one to hold me tight
But I could never believe that it's right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 

I.C.C. is checking on down the line
I'm a little overweight and my log's three days behind
But nothing bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales all right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 

Well my rig's a little old
But that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from her stack
And the smoke's rolling black as coal
My hometown's coming in sight
If you think I'm happy your right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight 

Look Before You Leap
Composer(s): Dave Clark - Lenny Davidson
Performer(s): The Dave Clark Five



You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
Well, one fine day I met this girl
She was oh so fine
Well she said 'Boy, I'm gonna love love love you
For a long long time'
Now I said 'Wait... wait... wait... wait...'
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
Well, she said 'Right, I'm gonna prove you're wrong
Just you wait and see
Now take my hand and look into my eyes
And you'll disagree'
But I said 'Now, wait... wait.... wait... wait...'
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
Now that she has seen the light
It was understood
Cause the very next day she walked away with someone else
Like I knew she would
So I said 'Now, look... look... look... look...'
You got to look before you leap, believe me baby
There's heartaches around every corner
You got to look before you leap, I'm telling you now
There's heartaches around every corner
So look... look... look before you leap 

Sitting On Top Of The World
Composer(s): Jem Finer; James Fearnley; Terry Woods
Performer(s): The Pogues



Well it's been a long day but I don't like to moan
It's the middle of summer and I'm chilled to the bone
THere's holes in my shoes where the rain comes in
I'm sitting on top of the world

Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks
I was talking to a stranger and he's on the rocks
Down on the pavement living in a box
I'm sitting on top of the world

Oh no can't anybody see
It's been a bad day and I want a little peace

Oh no won't you please help me
I want to lie down but there's no beds free

Down on the corner there's starry eyed preachers
Rattling cans and pimping Jesus
There's madmen on boxes makig speeches
I'm sitting on top of the world

You can't sit in the sunshine or go out after dark
There's dogs on the loose acting like sharks
There's psychos on the streets burning winos in the park
I'm sitting on top of the world

Oh no I wish I was gone
I want to get going before too long

Oh no I want to leave town
But I can't drive my car 'cause they put it in the pound

The masters of industry are killing for oil
There's poison in the air the water and the soil
We're all turning mutant they're counting up their spoils
I'm sitting on top of the world

I turn on the TV and it makes me want to cry
There's killing and there's torture there's destruction and there's lies
And our leaders talk rubbish and more people die
I'm sitting on top of the world

Oh no I can't take anymore
I'm shaking all over and my nerves are all raw

Oh no my head's a little sore
I want to get out but I can't find the door