Lowdown
Composer(s): David Paich - Boz Scaggs
Performer(s): Boz Scaggs



Baby's into running around
Hanging with the crowd
Putting your business in the street talking out loud
Saying you bought her this and that
And how much you done spent
I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent
Hey boy you better bring the chick around
To the sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) taught her how to talk like that
(Who I wonder who) gave her that big idea

Nothing you can't handle nothing you ain't got
Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot
Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes
Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess
Hey son better get back to town
Face the sad old truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) put those ideas in your head
(Who I wonder who) yeah
Come on back down little son 
Dig the low low low low lowdown 

You ain't got to be so bad got to be so cold
This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a Jones for this Jones for that
This running with the Joneses boy
Just ain't where it's at
You gonna come back around
To the sad sad truth the dirty lowdown

(Who I wonder who) got you thinking like that boy
(Who I wonder who) 
(Who I wonder who said who I wonder who)
Oh look out for that lowdown
That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown
(Who I wonder who ohh ohh)
Got you thinking like that

Mon Pot' Le Gitan
Composer(s): Jacques Verrières; Marc Heyral
Performer(s): Yves Montand
and various other artists



Mon pot' le gitan c'est un gars curieux
Une gueule toute noir, des carreaux tout bleus
Y reste des heures sans dire un seul mot
Assis près du poêle au fond du bistrot
C'gars-là une roulotte s'promène dans sa tête
Et quand elle voyage jamais ne s'arrête
Des tas d'paysages sortent de ses yeux
Mon pot' le gitan c'est un gars curieux
Mon pot' le gitan, c'est pas un marrant
Et dans notre bistrot personne le comprend
Comme tous ces gars-là il a sa guitare
Une guitare crasseuse qui vous colle le noir
Quand y s'met à jouer la vieille roulotte
Galope dans sa tête, les joueurs de belote
S'arrêtent et plus rien... on a mal en dedans
Mon pot' le gitan c'est pas un marrant

Mon pot' le gitan un jour est parti
Et Dieu seul sait où il ballade sa vie
Ce type là était un grand musicien
Ça j'en étais sûr, moi je l'sentais bien
Le tôlier m'a dit qu'on est venu l'chercher
Un grand music-hall voulait l'acheter
Mon pot' le gitan il a refusé
Un haussement d'épaules et il s'est taillé?

J'ai eu l'impression de perdre un ami
Et pourtant c'gars-là ne m'a jamais rien dit
Mais il m'a laissé un coin de sa roulotte
Et dans ma petite tête j'ai du rêve qui trotte
Sa drôle de musique en moi est restée
Quand je pense à lui, m'arrive de chanter
Toi sacré gitan qui sentait l'cafard
Au fond ta musique était pleine d'espoir

Gew Janna Woman
Composer(s): Gurvitz
Performer(s): Graeme Edge



Gew Janna heavy woman makes me feel so cold
Gew Janna's sister Anna somethin' she sold
Those memories always flowing flying so real
Orbit me high Gew Janna until until until I
Until I die

Gew Janna why did you leave me
Do do me magic lover do do me well
Laid back with sweat and waiting release my hell
Hell ain't the kind of feeling I want to feel

Orbit me high Gew Janna until until until I
Until I die
Gew Janna why did you leave me

And then I saw a vision of the world before me
Like a dream I dreamed a million times
And the thrill when I was there
Believe me I was high so high

Gew Janna heavy woman makes me feel so cold
Gew Janna's sister Anna somethin' she sold
Those memories always flowing flying so real
Orbit me high Gew Janna until until until I
Until I die

Low Rider
Composer(s): Gerald Goldstein - Papa Dee Allen - Harold Brown - Morris Dewayne Dickerson -
Lee Oskar Levitin - Charles Miller - Leroy L. Jordan - Howard E. Scott
First release by: War - 1975



All my friends know the low rider 
The low rider is a little higher 
Low rider drives a little slower 
Low rider is a real goer 
Low rider knows every street yeah! 
Low rider is the one to meet yeah! 
Low rider don't use no gas now 
Low rider don't drive to fast 
Take a little trip 
Take a little trip 
Take a little trip and see 
Take a little trip 
Take a little trip 
Take a little trip with me

Mon Petit Bonhomme
((German Version: Lieber Kleiner Mann (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Guy Motta - Pascal Sevran
Performer(s): Dalida



Mon petit bonhomme
Tu veux être un homme
Et pourtant moi je voudrais tant que tu restes un enfant
Mon petit bonhomme
La vie chez les hommes
C'est un jeu souvent dangereux
Mais le gagne qui veut

Le monde n'est pas fait que de rêve et de soleil
Et j'ai tellement peur pour toi
Quelqu'un pourra-t-il t'offrir un amour pareil
À celui que j'ai pour toi

Le temps s'en va
Et quand on le voit passer
C'est trop tard pour l'arrêter

Mon petit bonhomme
Tu seras un homme
Avec tout ce que ça comprend
De bon et de méchant
Mon petit bonhomme
Ni rien, ni personne
Ne pourra t'empêcher de faire
La vie que tu espères

Un jour par tes bras qui seront te retenir
Toi tu lâcheras ma main
Mais je te verrais quelquefois me revenir
Quand tu auras du chagrin

Mon petit bonhomme
Si tu m'abandonnes
Mon petit bonhomme
Je te le pardonne
En attendant que tu grandisses
Chantes la vie mon fils
En attendant que tu grandisses
Danse la vie mon fils
Chante la vie mon fils
Danse la vie mon fils
La vie est à toi

Getting To Know You
Composer(s): Richard Rogers; Oscar Hammerstein
Performer(s): Gertrude Lawrence;
and various other artists



Getting to know you, getting to know all about you
Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me
Getting to know you, putting it my way
But nicely
You are precisely
My cup of tea

Getting to know you
Getting to feel free and easy
When I am with you 
Getting to know what to say 
Haven't you noticed 
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy 
Because of all the beautiful and new 
Things I'm learning about you 
Day by day

Sharing your spirit
Sharing your tears and your laughter 
Hoping it goes on
Hoping it lasts endlessly 
Getting to know you, putting it my way
But sweetly
You are completely
My friend you see

Telling you my dreams
Getting to feel that you're with me
Making our own fun
Knowing we know how to play
Now that I've met you
Suddenly I'm mostly happy
I've found a new pal, beautiful and true
Yes I'm talking about you
Friends Today

Low And Lonely
Composer(s): Floyd Jenkins
Performer(s): Roy Acuff 
and multiple other artists



Low and lonely, sad and blue
Thinking only of little you
Always tryin' to keep from cryin'
I'm low and lonely over you

Do you miss me? Say you do!
Tell me darlin', please tell me true
Do you yearn dear, for my return dear?
I'm low and lonely over you

Low and lonely, weary too
You're the only, true love I knew
Don't be long, dear, you know it's wrong, dear
I'm Low And Lonely over you

Do you miss me? Say you do!
Tell me darlin', please tell me true
Do you yearn dear, for my return dear?
I'm low and lonely over you

Mijn Vader Zei
French & Italian Title:
Mon Père Disait; Mio Padre Diceva
Performer(s): Liesbeth List
(Originally performed by: Jacques Brel)



Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Verstuift het hoge duin bij Scheveningen
Bij Scheveningen, zo hard m'n kind
Dat je niet weet of 't stuift
Of dat de zee het voorwaarts schuift
Het is die wind
Die met zijn adem-noord
In de ogen boort
Van man en kind
En die zijn klokkenspel van noorderkou
Doet tinkelen in hun ogenblauw

Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Doet de aarde kantelen rond Gent en Brugge
Rond Gent en Brugge blaast noord de wind
En woelt de aarde bloot
Om 't groot belfroot van Gent en Brugge
De meisjes hier
Geeft hij de kalme blik
Van stadjes oud
En winterkoud
Hun breekbaar haar klost hij met stramme hand
Tot Brussels kant, tot Brussels kant

Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Scheurde het oude land tussen Zeebrugge
Tussen Zeebrugge blies noord de wind
En scheurde 't oude land
Tussen Zeebrugge en Engeland
En Londen is
Niet meer als voor die vloed
Het bolwerk dat
Brugge behoedt
Maar Londen werd een buitenwijk van Brugge
Verzonken in de Noordzeevloed

Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Zal straks mijn zielloos lijf ter aarde dragen
Hij neemt mij mee, de noordewind
En draagt mij tot aan zee
Begraaft me aan de rand van 't strand
De noordewind
Maakt mij straks kapitein
Van 'n wering die
De golven breekt
De noordewind maakt van mijn lijk een dijk
Die jullie warme tranen breekt...

Getting Some Fun Out Of Life
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie; Joseph A. Burke
Performer(s): Billie Holiday;
and various other artists



My Baby's like me
Wants to do this, wants to do that
And so we do just as we please
We hate to be told
Not to go here, not to go there
Because our sentiments are these....

When we want to love, we love
When we want to kiss, we kiss
With a little petting, we're getting
Some fun out of life

When we want to work, we work
When we want to play, we play
In a happy setting, we're getting
Some fun out of life

Maybe we do the right thing
Maybe we do the wrong
Spending each day
Wending our way along

But when we want to sing, we sing
When we want to dance, we dance
You can do your betting, we're getting
Some fun out of life

Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever
((French Version: N'est-Ce Pas Étrange? (Claude François) - 1975))
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder - Ivy Hunter
First release by: Four Tops - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



I remember yet before we met 
When every night & day I had to live the life of a lonely one 
I remember meeting you 
Discovering love could be so true 
Shared by 2 instead of only one 
When you said you loved me (when you said you loved me) 
& we could not be parted (we could not be parted) 
I said I built my world around you (built my world around you) 
I'm so thankful that I found you (so thankful that I found you) 

'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever 
I've never felt like this before 
Lovin' you has made my life so much sweeter than ever 

Each night I pray we'll never part 
For the love within my heart grows stronger 
From day to day 
As best I can, I'll always try 
To reassure & satisfy 
'Cause I'd be lost if you went away 
'Cause I really need you (really really need you) 
& I need for you to need me too (need for you to need me too) 
I have built my world around you (built my world around you) 
I'm so thankful that I found you 

'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever, yes it has 
Lovin' you has made my life so much sweeter than ever 

'Cause I really love you (really really love you) 
Girl, I'm thankful that you love me too (thankful that you love me too) 
I have built my world around you (built my world around you) 
& I'm truly glad I found you 

'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever 
Oh it has, yes it has 
Lovin' you, since I've been lovin' you, my life's sweeter than ever 
Since I'm lovin' you, life is sweeter than ever ...

Mon Père Disait
Dutch & Italian Title:
Mijn Vader Zei; Mio Padre Diceva
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Originally performed by: Jacques Brel
Covered by various other artists



Mon père disait
C'est l'vent du nord
Qui fait craquer les digues
A Scheveningen
À Scheveningen, petit
Tellement fort
Qu'on ne sait plus qui navigue
La mer du nord
Ou bien les digues
C'est le vent du nord
Qui transperce les yeux
Des hommes du nord
Jeunes ou vieux
Pour faire chanter
Des carillons de bleus
Venus du nord
Au fond de leurs yeux

Mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qui fait tourner la tête
Autour de Bruges
Autour de bruges, petit
C'est le vent du nord
Qu'a raboté la terre
Autour des tours
Des tours de Bruges
Et qui fait qu'nos filles
Ont l'regard tranquille
Des vieilles villes
Des vieilles villes
Qui fait qu'nos belles
Ont le cheveu fragile
De nos dentelles
De nos dentelles

Mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qu'a fait craquer la terre
Entre Zeebruges
Entre Zeebruges, petit
C'est le vent du Nord
Qu'a fait craquer la terre
Entre Zeebruges et l'Angleterre
Et Londres n'est plus
Comme avant le déluge
Le poing de Bruges
Narguant la mer
Londres n'est plus
Que le faubourg de Bruges
Perdu en mer
Perdu en mer

Mais mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qui portera en terre
Mon corps sans âme
Et sans colère
C'est le vent du nord
Qui portera en terre
Mon corps sans âme
Face à la mer
C'est le vent du nord
Qui me fera capitaine
D'un brise-lames
Ou d'une baleine
C'est le vent du nord
Qui me fera capitaine
D'un brise-larmes
Pour ceux que j'aime

Getting Ready For The Heartbreak
Composer(s): Edwards Lockie Jr.; Larry Weiss
Performer(s): Dionne Warwick;
Long John Baldry; Chuck Jackson



Closed up all my windows, so no-one could see
even told the mailman to pass by me
Cause my lover is coming today
and I know what he's gonna say
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak 
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak

Last night he saw me walking
It was much to dark to see
the guy I was holding hands with meant nothing to me
But now my tears are falling like rain
and I'm starting to feel the pain
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak

There's no use in carrying it on
pretty soon our love will be gone
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak

Loving You Is Music To My Mind
Performer(s): Vern Gosdin



When the words have all been said
And the songs have all been sung
Babe, I'll still be needin' you
And your shoulder to lay my head on

When the stories have all been told
And tomorrow has come and gone
You know I still be needin' you
To take me in, to keep me warm

Loving you is music to my mind
You're the rhythm in my song
It's melody alive
You give all the words special meaning
Loving you is music to my mind

When the boys have lost their lives
And our dreams have past us by
You know I'll still be needin' you
To lay beside, satisfied

Yes, loving you is music to my mind

Mon Père À Moi
Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud;
Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle; Maurice Vidalin
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



Je le revois assis sur son vieux banc de pierre
roulant sa cigarette au bout de ses dix doigts
Il était simple et bon et il était mon père
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Il était menuisier du plus petit village
qu'on rencontre là-bas avant le pays haut
Il m'enseignait la vie comme on construit sa table
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Je sais qu'il avait fait des bêtises
Certains soirs il parlait du Moyen-Orient
Il avait même fait la valise
mais il revint pour moi en pleurant
Il savait fabriquer des armoires aux lavandes
où les jeunes mariés garderaient leurs draps blancs
et où les vieux mariés rangeraient leur légende
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Je sais qu'il avait fait des bêtises
Certains soirs il parlait du Moyen-Orient
Il avait même fait la valise
mais il revint pour moi en pleurant
Je le revois debout tel qu'il fut et qu'il reste
derrière l'établi de sa pauvre maison
avec pour tout galon des copeaux sur sa veste
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi

Getting Over You
Composer(s): Turner Stephen Bruton
Performer(s): Willie Nelson & Bonnie Raitt



Willie:
Why do I still write
Why do I still call
Why do I still think
There's hope for us at all
These are the tings I hate
But they're are the things I do
To get over you

Bonnie:
Sunsets make me cry 
Old pictures make me grin
But I don't really care
To see your face again
These are the things I say
But they're so hard to do
Like gettin' over you

(Chorus - both)
You gotta believe that there is a reason
That we surrender up our hearts
But there's a vantage point
And it takes some time to find
Where you can see how all the pieces fit
As you watch 'em fall apart

Willie:
Now I don't think it's right
And you don't know what's wrong
My heart keeps asking me
Just where do we belong

Bonnie:
It's not as though my life 
Ain't hard enough to do

Both:
Try gettin' over you

(Repeat chorus)

Willie:
Now other people say
Stop living in the past

Bonnie:
But when there's nothin' left 
It's your memory that lasts

Willie:
It's later than you think
But still this isn't through

Both:
This gettin' over you
Now it's later than you think
But still this isn't through
This gettin' over you

Loving You Has Made Me Bananas
Composer(s): Guy Marks
Performer(s): Guy Marks



Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas

Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas

Oh, you burnt your finger that evening
While my back was turned
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined all alone

Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas

Oh, you burnt your finger that evening
While my back was turned
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined all alone

Mon Père
Composer(s): M. Mallory; Marc Benoit
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan



Que la maison me parait vide
Sans son désordre et sans sa voix
Ça me semble encore impossible
Pourtant il y a deux ans déjà

Ma mère a rangé tous ses livres
Et ses outils de jardinier
Tous ces objets qu'il faisait vivre
Qui eux aussi vont s'ennuyer

Il ne parlait pas de la guerre
Pourtant mon héros c'était lui
J'étais si fière qu'il soit mon père
Fière de m'appeler comme lui

Ses colères étaient des tempêtes
Lorsque j'avais désobéi
Et puis il pleurait en cachette
Parce que j'avais un premier prix

C'était plus que de la tendresse
Qu'il avait pour tous nos rosiers
Il peignait avec maladresse
C'était toujours moi qui posais

Je sais bien que je lui ressemble
Je suis têtue comme il l'était
J'ai ses yeux et ses côtés tendres
Et j'aime tout ce qu'il aimait

C'était mon ami et mon frère
Et tous mes souvenirs d'enfant
C'était mon ami et mon père
Et il me manque bien souvent

Getting Married Today
Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim
Performed by: Beth Howland; 
Julie; Madeline Kahn; Millicent Martin



Choirgirl:
Bless this day
Pinnacle of life
Husband joined to wife
The heart leaps up to behold
This golden day

Paul:
Today is for Amy
Amy, I give you the rest of my life
To cherish and to keep you, to honor you forever
Today is for Amy
My happily soon-to-be wife

Amy:
Pardon me, is everybody here? 
Because if everybody's here, I want to thank you all for coming to the wedding
I'd appreciate your going even more
I mean you must have lots of better things to do
and not a word of this to Paul
remember Paul, you know, the man I'm gonna marry, but I'm not
because I wouldn't ruin anyone as wonderful as he is
Thank you all
For the gifts and the flowers
Thank you all
Now it's back to the showers
Don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today

Choirgirl:
Bless this day
Tragedy of life
Husband joined to wife
The heart sinks down and feels dead
This dreadful day

Amy:
Listen, everybody, look, I don't know what you're waiting for
a wedding, what's a wedding
it's a prehistoric ritual where everybody promises fidelity forever
which is maybe the most horrifying word I ever heard of
which is followed by a honeymoon
where suddenly he'll realize he's saddled with a nut, and wanna kill me, which he should
Thanks a bunch
But I'm not getting married
Go have lunch
'Cause I'm not getting married
You've been grand
But I'm not getting married
Don't just stand there
I'm not getting married
And don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today

Go, can't you go?
Why is nobody listening?
Goodbye
Go and cry
At another person's wake
If you're quick
For a kick
You could pick
Up a christening
But please
On my knees
There's a human life at stake!

Listen everybody, I'm afraid you didn't hear
or do you want to see a crazy lady fall apart in front of you
it isn't only Paul who may be ruining his life
you know we'll both of us be losing our identities
I telephoned my analyst about it and he said to see him Monday
but by Monday I'll be floating in the Hudson with the other garbage
I'm not well
So I'm not getting married
You've been swell
But I'm not getting married
Clear the hall
'Cause I'm not getting married
Thank you all
But I'm not getting married
And don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today

Choirgirl:
Bless this bride
Totally insane
Slipping down the drain
And bless this day in our hearts
As it starts
To rain

Paul/Amy: 
Today is for
Go, can't you go? 
Amy
Look, you know Amy
I adore you all, I give you
But why 
The rest of
Watch me die 
My life
Like Eliza on the ice? 
To cherish
Look, perhaps 
And to keep you
I'll collapse 
To honor you
In the apse 
Forever
Right before you all
Today is for Amy
So take 
My happily
Back the cake
Soon-to-be
Burn the shoes and boil the rice
Wife
Look, I didn't wanna have to 
My adorable
tell you, but I may be coming 
Wife
down with Hepatitis, and I think I'm gonna faint
so if you wanna see me faint, I'll do it happily
but wouldn't it be funnier to go and watch a funeral
so thank you for the
twenty-seven dinner plates
thirty-seven butter knives
forty-seven paperweights
fifty-seven candleholders

Paul:
One more thing

Amy:
I am not getting married!

Choir:
Amen!

Paul:
Softly said

Amy:
But I'm not getting married!

Choir:
Amen!

Paul:
With this ring

Amy:
Still I'm not getting married!

Choir:
Amen!

Paul:
I thee wed

Amy:
See, I'm not getting married!

Choir:
Amen!

Paul/Amy:
Let us pray 
Let us pray
That we are getting married 
That I'm not getting married
Today! Today!

Choir:
Amen!!!

(Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear
Composer(s): Kal Mann - Bernie Lowe
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley & The Jordanaires - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Celui Que Tu Préfères (Johnny Hallyday)
1975 - Bamsefar (Bamses Venner)
1984 - Teddy Beer (Will Tura)



Baby let me be
your lovin' Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear

I don't wanna be a tiger
Cause tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind
you love enough
Just wanna be, your Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear

Mon Pays Était Beau
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



Mon pays était beau
D'une beauté sauvage
Et l'homme le cheval et le bois et l'outil
Vivaient en harmonie
Jusqu'à ce grand saccage
Personne ne peut plus simplement vivre ici

Il pleut sur ce village
Aux ruelles obscures
Et rien d'autre ne bouge
Le silence s'installe au pied de notre lit
O silence
Tendre et déchirant violon
Gaie fanfare
Recouvre-nous
Du grand manteau de nuit
De tes ailes géantes

Mon pays était beau
D'une beauté sauvage
Et l'homme le cheval et le bois et l'outil
Vivaient en harmonie
Jusqu'à ce grand saccage
Personne ne peut plus simplement vivre ici