Love Is A Rose
Composer(s): Neil Young
First release by: Linda Ronstadt - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists



Love is a rose but you better not pick it
Only grows when it's on the vine
Handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine

I wanna see what's never been seen
I wanna live that age-old dream
Come on boy let's go together
Let's take the best right now

Love is a rose but you better not pick it
Only grows when it's on the vine
Handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine

I wanna go to an old hoedown
Long ago in a western town
Pick me up 'cause my feet are dragging
Give me a lift and I'll hay your wagon

Love is a rose but you better not pick it
Only grows when it's on the vine
Handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine

Love is a rose but you better not pick it
Only grows when it's on the vine
Handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it
Lose your love when you say the word mine

Mine

Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose

Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose
Love is a rose

Little Sally Walker
Composer(s): Rufus Thomas
Performer(s): Rufus Thomas



Little Sally Walker
Sittin' in a saucer
Ride, Sally ride
Wipe your weepin' eyes
Put your hands on your hips
And let your back bone slip 
I want you to 
Shake it to the east
Awww, I moved that-a baby
Shake it to the west
I moved I moved that baby
Shake it to the very one 
That you love the best

Little Sally Walker
Tell me what you're gonna do
Little Sally Walker
I'm in love with you

Hup hup hup, owww
hup hup hup, owww

Little Sally Walker
I see ya sittin' in your saucer
Rise and do the jerk
I love to see you work
Yeah

Little Sally Walker
Tell me what you're gonna do
Little Sally Walker
I'm in love with you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...

Put your hands on your hips
Ahh, got it
Let your back bone slip 
Back bone slip now
Shake it to the east
Shake shake shake
Shake shake shake shake it 
Shake it to the west
Shake shake shake
Shake shake shake shake it
Shake it to the very one 
That you love the best 
Come on now

Little Sally Walker
Oh shake it Sally
Shake it Sally Walker
Oh shake it Sally
Shake shake Sally Walker
Oh-h-h-h
Shakin' it Sally Walker
Oh-h-h-h
Shakin' it Sally Walker
I shook it baby
Shake shake Sally Walker
I shook it baby
Little Sally Walker
Watch me shake it baby
Shake it Sally Walker
Oooohhhhh
Shake shake Sally Walker
Little Sally Walker
Shake it now
Shake shake Sally Walker
I shook it baby ... 

Love Is A Many Splendored Thing
((Spanish Version: El Amor Es Algo Maravilloso (Raphael))
Composer(s): Paul Frances Webster - Sammy Fain
Performer(s): The Four Aces - 1955
and multiple other artists



Love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring
Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living
The golden crown that makes a man a king
Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still
Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing

Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still
Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing

Little Serenade 
((French & Italian Versions: Du Moment Qu'on S'aime (Dalida); Piccolissima Serenata (Teddy Reno) - 1957))
Composer(s): Antonio Amurri - Gianni Ferrio - Geoffrey Parsons - John Turner
Performer(s): Eddie Calvert
and multiple other artists



Just a little street down in Portofino
Just a little tune that is softly played
Just a boy in love, with a mandolino
Just a little moonlight, little serenade

Just a little song he can win her heart with
Telling of a love that will never fade
Many a romance has been known to start with
Just a little moonlight, little serenade

Happy is the boy when he looks up above
And he sees that her window is open wide
Happy is the boy when she throws a carnation
With an invitation to come inside

Just a boy and girl and a mandolino
Just a little kiss as the vow is made
That's the way it is down in Portofino
Just a little moonlight, little serenade

Goodbye Of The Year
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier - Arthur Leo Owens
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis; Darrell McCall



I can't feel the world between us even though
you're by my side 
So close and yet so far away to hear me say goodnight 
Your lonely eyes have told me the way you feel inside 
You could never say goodbye any plainer if you try 
Congratulation baby for the goodbye of the year 
You were gone before I had a chance to dry your tears 
To show my admiration I think it's only fair
To say congratulation for the goodbye of the year 

To show my admiration I think it's only fair 
To say congratulation for the goodbye of the year

Little Ship
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
Performer(s): Loudon Wainwright III



Our relationship
Is just a little ship
That's out on a stormy sea

We barely keep afloat
In our leaky boat
But still I'm hoping
That you'll dote on me

When we first set sail
We thought we'd never fail
The wind was our best friend
It wouldn't let us down

But then the tempest grew
And I thought I'd lost you
And our little ship
Would sink or run aground

But the precious craft
Was sturdy fore and aft
It rolled on a stormy sea

And when the winds died down
That's when I looked around
You and the sun were all that I could see

And then a gentle wind
Bore us home again
I sat in the stern
You were in the bow

We landed safe and sound
And there on solid ground
We loved our little ship
Even more somehow

Our relationship
Is just a little ship
That's out on a stormy sea

Love Is A Hurtin' Thing
Composer(s): Ben Raleigh - Dave Linden
Performer(s): Lou Rawls
and multiple other artists



For every little kiss there's a little teardrop 
For every single thrill there's another heartache 
The road is rough 
The going gets tough 

(Yes) love is a hurtin' thing 
Oh, love is a hurtin' thing 

When you're in my arms I'm a king on a throne 
But when we're apart I walk the streets alone 
One day happiness 
The next day, loneliness 

When love brings so much joy why must it bring such pain 
Guess it's a mystery that nobody can explain 

Maybe I'm a fool to keep on loving you 
'Cause there may come a time you'll break my heart in two 
But I want you so 
I want you though I know that 

Love

Little Sir Echo
Composer(s): John S. Fearis - Laura Rountree Smith
Performer(s): Guy Lombardo
and multiple other artists



Little Sir Echo, how yo you do?
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Little Sir Echo, we'll answer you
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Won't you come over and play? (and play)
You're a nice little fellow
I know by your voice
But you're always so far away (away)

Little Sir Echo is very shy
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Little Sir Echo will make reply
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Hello! (Hello!) Hello! (Hello!)
Won't you come over and play? (and play)
You're a nice little fellow
I know by your voice
But you're always so far away (away)

Love Is A Golden Ring
Composer(s): Frank Miller - Richard Dehr - Terry Gilkyson
Performer(s): Frankie Laine



Your love and mine, dear, It will shine, dear
Just like that golden ring on your finger

Love isn't just for tonight
Or two arms that hold me so tight
Love is a song that two must learn to sing
Love is a golden ring

Love's not a summer romance
Or the kiss that follows the dance
Love is forever a rare and lasting thing
Love is a golden ring

A wedding in the church
The happiness and tears
The little ring you'll wear
Will last through all the years
And in our golden days
We'll find eternal spring
With love and the golden ring

So please won't you wear it for me
With faith and sweet charity
For lonely lovers lost
This message we will bring
Love is a golden ring
Love is a golden ring
Love is a golden ring
Love

Petite Sœur D'amour
((Adapted from: Little Sister (by Elvis Presley) - 1961) (aka Hey, Memphis (by LaVern Baker) - 1961))
((Dutch Version: Kleine Zuster (The Radios) - 1992))
Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Les Chaussettes Noires - 1962



Petite sœur d'amour
Petite sœur d'amour
Pour toi, je suis simplement un copain
À qui l'on tend la main
Petite sœur d'amour
Pourras-tu m'aimer un jour?
Ouais, l'amour a débuté
Voici bien des années
Nous étions deux gamins
Tu étais mon seul bien
Mais tu n'en savais rien
Petite sœur d'amour
Petite sœur d'amour
Pour toi, je suis simplement un copain
À qui l'on tend la main
Petite sœur d'amour
Pourras-tu m'aimer un jour?
Mais lorsque j'ai grandi
Quand j'ai appris la vie
J'ai voulu t'épouser
Mais tu m'as ri au nez
Car tu avais changé
Petite sœur d'amour
Petite sœur d'amour
Pour toi, je suis simplement un copain
À qui l'on tend la main
Petite sœur d'amour
Pourras-tu m'aimer un jour?

Love Is A Bridge
Composer(s): Graham Goble - Stephen Housden
Performer(s): Little River Band



How can I last another night alone without you?
So far away, and missing all the things that you do
If I could hold you in my arms for just one minute of tonight
I know I'd say the words I find so hard to say to make it right
Each night away from you I see
All the things you really mean to me
Love is a bridge that links our hearts
Keeping us close when we'are apart
I always knew, right from the start
Love is a bridge that runs from heart to heart
I live again, each night I go to sleep and dream of you
Things are different then, we can do anything we want to do
In dreams I know that I can face the things I never want to see
And I can show that I can be the one you always saw in me
Each night away from you I see
All the things you really mean to me
Love is a bridge that links our hearts
Keeping us close when we'are apart
I always knew, right from the start
Love is a bridge that runs from heart to heart

Les Hiboux
Composer(s): Eugène Joullet - Paul Dalbret
Performer(s): Edith Piaf - Jil Aigrot



Il y en a qui viennent au monde veinards
D'autres, au contraire, toute leur vie sont bignards
Mon père était, pairaît-il, un baron
Ma mère était boniche dans sa maison
L'patron lui ayant fait du boniment
Et, de plus, lui ayant fait un enfant
Ma pauv'baronne, par la patronne
Fut balancée en vitesse, et comment!
Pour me nourrir ma mère devint catin
Et moi, depuis, j'suis d'venu un vaurien

C'est nous qui sommes les hiboux
Les apaches, les voyous
Ils en foutent pas un coup
Dans le jour, nous planquons nos mirettes
Mais le soir nous sortons nos casquettes
Nos femmes triment sur l'Sébasto
Pendant qu'nous, chez l'bistrot, dans un coin, bien au chaud
On fait sa p'tite belote avec des mecs comme nous
Des coquins, des apaches, des hiboux

Faut pas s'tromper: nous ne sommes pas bons à tout
On est des poisses, des copards, et c'est tout
On n'nous rencontre jamais sur les boulevards
Seulement le soir, pour chasser leur cafard
Les gens rupins et blasés, les vicieux
Avec leurs poules qui nous font les doux yeux
Viennent dans nos bouges boire du vin rouge
Et en dansant, elles nous appellent... Oh mon Dieu!...
On sent leur chaleur qui frémit dans nos bras
Alors on serre en leur disant tout bas 

C'est nous qui sommes les hiboux
Les apaches, les voyous
Ils en foutent pas un coup
Dans le jour, nous planquons nos mirettes
Mais le soir nous sortons nos casquettes
Nos femmes triment sur l'Sébasto
Pendant qu'nous, chez l'bistrot, dans un coin, bien au chaud
On fait sa p'tite belote avec des mecs comme nous
Des coquins, des apaches, des hiboux

Y'en a qui croient être des hommes affranchis
Aha ! Y m'font marrer avec tous leurs chichis
Nous, on sait bien que ça finira au grand air
Le cou serré dans l'truc à m'sieur Débler
À moins qu'un soir, un mahoutin, un costaud
Nous r'file un coup d'son surin dans la peau
Ça finit vite, sans eau bénite
Nos héritiers qui touchent tous des bigorneaux
Nous les toquards on claque dans un sale coup
Oh! Que ce soit là ou ailleurs, on s'en fout!...

C'est nous qui sommes les hiboux
Les apaches, les voyous
Il en coûte pas un coup
Dans le jour, nous planquons nos mirettes
Mais, le soir, nous sortons nos casquettes
Ecoutez ça, vous les rupins 
Gare à moi, le coquin, quand chacun fera son chemin
Si mon père n'avait pas agi comme un voyou
Moi aussi, j's'rais p't'être un homme comme vous ...

Love Is A Battle Field
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Holly Knight
First release by: Pat Benatar - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists



We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we’re wrong
Searchin’ our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

You’re beggin’ me to go, you’re makin’ me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you’ve had?
Believe me, believe me, I can’t tell you why
But I’m trapped by your love, and I’m chained to your side

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we’re wrong
Searchin’ our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

We’re losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside?
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same?
There’s no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you’ll need me to hold

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we’re wrong
Searchin’ our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we’re wrong
Searchin’ our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

Les Haricots
Composer(s): Francis Lopez - Raymond Vincy
First release by: André Bourvil - 1956



On doit chanter ce que l'on aime
Exalter tout ce qui est beau
C'est pour cela qu'en un poème
Je vais chanter les haricots

Alors que tout repose encore
Dès le premier cocorico
A qu'il est doux quant vient l'aurore
De voir semer les haricots
Et puis un jour sortant de terre
Et se dressant toujours plus haut
Vers le soleil, vers la lumière
On voit pousser les haricots

Au printemps la rose est éclose
En été, le coquelicot
Mais quel spectacle grandiose
De voir fleurir les haricots

Plus tard les paysans de France
S'agenouillant, courbant le dos
Ont l'air de faire révérence
Pour mieux cueillir les haricots
Mais ces courbettes hypocrites
Précèdent la main du bourreau
Qui les jetant dans la marmite
Met à bouillir les haricots
Et lorsque vient leur dernière heure
Ont les sert autour d'un gigot
Et chaque fois mon âme pleure
Car c'est la fin des haricots

Love In Vain
Composer(s): Pete Shelley
Performer(s): Pete Shelley



For quite a long time
I was making hard what’s easy
I was running ’round in circles
When I bumped into you
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

I’ve had a second chance
And there’s still a million others
Have I been fooling myself
To think that I could fool you
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

Oh worries all around
It’s getting dark there’s no denying
But just above the clouds
The sky is blue the sun’s shining

I’ve had to much of dreamin’
I’m gonna keep my eyes wide open
Better not believin’
Than believe what’s not true
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

If you make up your mind
Would I change so I would notice
Oh won’t you tell me
What I ought to do
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

Oh worries all around
It’s getting dark there’s no denying
But just above the clouds
The sky is blue the sun’s shining

Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

You’ve had a second chance
And there’s still a million others
You may be fooling youself
But you don’t fool me too
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain
Don’t tell me that my love’s in vain

Les Guitares Jouent
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Les guitares jouent
Ça commence à chauffer
Oui, encore plus fort
Les guitares jouent
Le surf, on va danser
Oui, encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort

Les guitares jouent
Mon cœur vient d'enterrer
Mon rêve fou
Dans un surf insensé

Les guitares jouent
Sur un surf infernal
Oui, encore plus fort
Les guitares jouent
Et mon cœur à mon mal
Oui, encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort

Jouez à fond
J'ai envie de hurler
L'amour au fond
Ça ne peut pas durer

Jouez!

Oui, encore plus fort
Plus fort!

Oui, encore plus fort

Oui, encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort

Les guitares jouent
Le surf, vient danser
Mon rêve fou est déjà oublié
Les guitares jouent
Un surf au rythme fou
Oui, encore plus fort
Plus fort que tous
Je surf et j'oublie tout
Oui, encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort
Jouez encore plus fort

Les guitares jouent
J'ai envie de danser
Les guitares jouent
Pour ne plus m'arrêter

Jouez plus fort ...

Love In The Shadows
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Phil Cody
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka



In the shadows
You get to know your lover mostly by feel
Got to put your faith in things you can touch
If you dare to 
'Cause the shadows can make you crazy 
With the things they reveal
They show it all without revealing too much 
Scare the hell out of you

'Cause me and my love
Live among the shadows
Where the old playground is an alley way
Now me and my love make love among the shadows
When the sun goes down in a dark hallway
Love in the shadows where the crowd never goes
Deep in the shadows where flowers won't grow
Me and my baby know love in the shadows

In the shadows
You got to work at love to get it to shine
You can't believe in everything that you see
Not this time around
'Cause the shadows can play 
A half a million tricks on your mind
You try your best but you can never break free
It just kind of drags you down

'Cause me and my love
Live among the shadows
Where the old playground is an alley way
Now me and my love make love among the shadows
When the sun goes down in a dark hallway
Love in the shadows where the sun never shines
Deep in the shadows where most men go blind
Me and my baby find love in the shadows

Les Guérilleros
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Avec leurs barbes noires
Leurs fusils démodés
Leurs fusils démodés
Leurs treillis délavés
Comme drapeau l'espoir
Comme drapeau l'espoir
Ils ont pris le parti
De vivre pour demain
Ils ont pris le parti
Des armes à la main
Les guérilleros
Les guérilleros

S'ils sont une poignée
Qui suivent leur chemin
Qui suivent leur chemin
Avant qu'il soit demain
Ils seront des milliers
Ils seront des milliers
Il y a peu de temps
Que le nom des sierras
De tout un continent
Rime avec Guevara
Les guérilleros
Les guérilleros

Ce qu'ils ont dans le coeur
S'exprime simplement
S'exprime simplement
Deux mots pleins de douceur
Deux mots rouges de sang
Deux mots rouges de sang
Cent millions de métis
Savent de quel côté
Se trouve la justice
Comme la dignité
Les guérilleros
Les guérilleros

Deux petits mots bien lisses
Qui valent une armée
Qui valent une armée
Et toutes vos polices
N'y pourront rien changer
N'y pourront rien changer
Mes frères qui savez
Que les plus belles fleurs
Poussent sur le fumier
Voici que sonne l'heure
Des guérilleros
Des guérilleros

Love In The Hot Afternoon
Composer(s): Kent Westberry - Vince Matthews
Performer(s): Gene Watson; Jim Ed Brown; Mark Chesnutt



From somewhere outside, I hear a
Street vendor cry "filet gumbo"
From my window I see him, going
Down the street and he don't know
That we fell right to sleep
In the damp tangled sheets so soon
After love in the hot afternoon

Now the bourbon street lady
sleeps like a baby in the shadows
(in the shadows)
She was new to me, full of mystery
But now I know (but know I know)
That she's just a girl
And I'm just a guy, in a room
For love in the hot afternoon

We got high in the park
This morning and we sat, without talkin'
Then she came back here
In the heat of the day, tired of walkin'
Where under her breath
She hummed to herself a tune
Of Love in the hot afternoon

Les Grognards
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë - Hubert Giraud
First release by: Edith Piaf 
Covered by multiple other artists



Écoute, peuple de Paris 
Tu n'as pas la fièvre
Écoute ces pas qui marchent dans la nuit
Qui s'approchent de ton rêve
Tu vois des ombres qui forment une fresque gigantesque accrochée dans ton ciel
Écoute, peuple de Paris
Regarde, peuple de Paris, ces ombres éternelles
Qui défilent en chantant sous ton ciel

Nous les grognards, les grenadiers
Sans grenades, sans fusils ni souliers
Sans ennemis et sans armée
On s'ennuie dans la nuit du passé
Nous les grognards, les grenadiers
Sans grenades, sans fusils, ni souliers
Ce soir nous allons défiler
Au milieu de vos Champs-Elysées
Wagram, Iéna, Eylau, Arcole, Marengo... Ça sonne bien
Quelles jolies batailles
Tout ce travail
C'était pas pour rien
Puisque les noms de rues
Les noms d'avenues
Où vous marchez
C'est avec le sang
De nos vingt ans
Qu'on les a gravés
Nous les grognards, les grenadiers
Sans grenades, sans fusils ni souliers
Sans ennemis et sans armée
On s'ennuie dans la nuit du passé
Nous les grognards, les grenadiers
On est morts sur des champs étrangers
On a visité la Russie
Mais jamais nous n'avons vu Paris
On n'a pas eu le temps
D'avoir un printemps
Qui nous sourit
Nos pauvres amours
Duraient un jour
Au revoir et merci
Roulez, roulez tambours
Dans le petit jour
On s'en allait
Au son du clairon
Et du canon
Notre vie dansait
Nous les grognards, les grenadiers
On nous a oubliés, oubliés...
Depuis le temps de nos combats
Il y a eu tant et tant de soldats
Mais, cette nuit, vous nous verrez
Sans grenades, sans fusils ni souliers
Défiler au pas cadencé
Au milieu de vos Champs-Elysées
Sans grenades...
Sans fusils...
Ni souliers...
À Paris ...