Lu
Composer(s): Laura Nyro
Performer(s): Laura Nyro



Silver was the color, winter was a snowbell 
Mother of the wind boys, living off the lovewell with Lu
And everybody's calling Luie, Luie Luie, you got a thing about you
Keep the light going for Luie and Luie keeps on pushing through

Amber was the color, summer was a flame ride
Cooking up the noon roads, walking on God's good side
I was walking on God's good side, God's good side with Lu
And everybody's calling Luie, Luie Luie, you got a thing about you
Keep the light going for Luie and Luie keeps on pushing through
Keeps on pushing through, through, he keeps on pushing

I will always be fair, be there for Lu, forever and ever more
everybody, everybody, everybody yeah
And everybody's calling Luie, calling Luie, everybody's calling Luie calling
my man, my man Luie, calling Luie, my man Luie ...

Mon P'tit Soldat
Performer(s): France Gall



Mon petit soldat est mort
Il jouait du tambour
Mon petit soldat est mort
Il me parlait d'amour

Il jouait à l'amour à la guerre
Il mettait des fleurs à son fusil
Mais il n'a pas écouté mes prières
Et j'ai pleuré quand il est parti

Mon petit soldat est mort
Il jouait du tambour
Mon petit soldat est mort
Et je l'aimais d'amour
Il jouait à l'amour à la guerre
Mais il parlait de la mort en riant
Il est tombé tout près de la rivière
Où l'on jouait quand nous étions enfants

Il jouait à l'amour à la guerre
Et je l'entends encore toutes les nuits
Il vient flâner le long de la rivière
Et m'embrasser quand je me suis endormie

Mon petit soldat est mort
Il jouait du tambour
Mon petit soldat est mort
Je l'aimerai toujours

la la la la ...

Message In A Bottle
((Spanish Version: El Mensaje En La Botella (Ekhymosis) - 1998))
Composer(s): Sting
First release: The Police - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists



Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
No-one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
I'll send an sos to the world
I'll send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart
I'll send an sos to the world
I'll send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone in being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home
I'll send an sos to the world
I'll send an sos to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Sending out an sos
Sending out an sos

Ghost Dance
Performer(s): Patti Smith



We shall live again, we shall live

What is it children that falls from the sky? 
Tayi, taya, tayi, aye aye
Mannah from Heaven from the most high
Food from the father, tayi, taye aye 

We shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance

Peace to your brother, give and take peace
Tayi, taya, it leaves two feet 
One foot extended, snake to the ground
Wave up the Earth, one turn around

We shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance

Stretch out your arms now tip and swing
Rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi
Threw out your shoe over the soil
Dust off the words that shaped from the tale

We shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again, shake out the ghost dance

Here we are, Father, Lord, Holy Ghost
Bread of your bread, ghost of your host
We are the tears that fall from your eyes
Word of your word, cry of your cry

We shall live again, we shall live again
We shall live again

What is it, Father, in your eye
What is this wisdom, eyes of God
That makes me feel just what I need
You used to fly me the way to speed 

What is it, Father, holy that night? 
What is it, Father, that moves to the right? 
What is it, Father, that is waiting in Heaven? 
What is it, Father, that shapes from your hand? 
What is it, Father, that makes me spin around? 
What is it, Father, that brings me down 
What is it, Father, you can't tell what I like
What is it, Father, I just ride into space 
What is it, Father, I can tell you one night 
What is it, Father, I can tell what I like 
What is it, Father, are you into shape 
What is it, Father, are you calling today 
What is it, Father ...

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