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My Way ((Adapted from: Comme D'habitude (by Claude François - 1967)) Composer(s): Claude François - Jacques Revaux - Gilles Thibault - Paul Anka Performer(s): Frank Sinatra - 1968/1969 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1969 - Eu Já Me Habituei (by Agnaldo Timóteo) 1971 - La Mia Via (by Fred Bongusto) 1972 - A Modo Mio (by Patty Pravo) 1980 - Waarom (by André Hazes) 1989 - A Mi Manera (by Joan Baez) 1996 - A Mi Manera (by Paul Anka & Julio Iglesias) 1996 - Moj Svet (by Dragan Stojnic) 1998 - Alleen Gaan (by Will Tura) 2003 - A Mi Manera (by Raphael) 2004 - Zoals Gewoonlijk (by Raymond Van Het Groenewoud) 2009 - Mijn Leven (by Nicole & Hugo)
And now the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full I travelled each and every highway And more, much more than this I did it My Way
Regrets, I've had a few But then again too few to mention Did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption Planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway And more, much more than this I did it My Way
Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew But through it all when there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out I faced it all and I stood tall And did it My Way
I've loved I've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of losing And now as tears subside I find it all so amusing To think I did all that And may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no not me I did it My Way
For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught To say the things he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows And did it my way!
Grow, Mrs. Goldfarb, fatter, fatter Pile more potatoes on your platter Listen to me, 'cause I'm your hubby I just adore you plump and chubby I got a letter from the state, Dear You're gonna need a license plate, Dear My little elephant joke come true Chew, Mrs. Goldfarb, chew!
There is so much more of you More to adore you 'Cause you're not slender In your white dress you're a doll Big as the Taj Mahal In all its splendor When you're in gepartment stores Don't use the revolving doors You might get stuck, Dear When you use the telephone Go in the booth alone And lots of luck, Dear
You had for breakfast: two pounds bacon Three dozen eggs, one coffee cake and Then you had something really awful Four kippered herrings on a waffle Nine English muffins, one baked apple Boston cream pie, Philadelphia scrapple Seventeen bowls of Crispy Crunch Then you said, "What's for lunch?"
Sweetheart, you are giant size You are Lane Bryant size My darling Myrtle Last Thanksgiving I was thrilled You ate so much, you killed Your living girdle Have another dozen shrimp My lovely little blimp Don't count a calorie I just received a stub I owe the Diner's Club A whole years salary
Eat, Mrs. Goldfarb, daily, nightly Eat, though your chair is bending slightly Love of my life, I'm glad I found you Each day I take a walk around you I can't forget when we got married Over the threshold I got carried No other bride would be so sweet Eat, Mrs. Goldfarb, Eat!
That Girl Composer(s): Glenn Frey - Bob Seger Performer(s): Glenn Frey
Raindrops fallin' on these hills tonight I've been drivin' since the mornin' light It won't be long before those headlights shine And I'll be missin' that girl of mine
Yesterday, I was safe and warm Yesterday, I held her in my arms Now the raindrops fallin' And I feel like callin' That Girl
Well there ain't no explainin' what she does for me It might be somethin' only I can see Understanding in a quiet way Undemanding and I got to say
I'm in love, and I know it's for sure I'm in love, I can't stop thinking of her Now the raindrops fallin' And I feel like callin' That girl
Well I've been callin' that girl for such a long long time I can't get through, I'm 'bout to lose my mind I got so much to tell her, I got so much to say Ooh, I'm gonna love her till my dyin' day
Oh, I'm in love, and I know it's for sure I'm in love, I can't stop thinking of her now the raindrops fallin' I feel like callin' Raindrops fallin' I feel like callin' Raindrops fallin' And I feel like callin' That girl That girl
My Wasted Past Composer(s): Ernest Tubb; Roy Duke Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
Today Ive been thinking of My Wasted Past And all the heartaches that Ive been through It seems to me this world has turned me down And theres nothing left for me to do
In the future you no I have no planes Since you ran away with another man I feel as though this is the last As Im thinking of My Wasted Past
Ah Billy Byrd now
The clouds take the sunshine and bring the rain Like you took my love and brought me pain Now Im all alone with memories of the past And Ill never see my love again
In the future you no I have no plan Since you ran away with another man I feel as though this is the last As Im thinking of My Wasted Past
That Feeling Is Gone Composer(s): Walter Hirsh - Chester Wallace Performer(s): Benny Goodman & His Orch.
That feeling is gone, I must go on without you That feeling is gone, the thrill I used to know You tell me you're sorry, that it wasn't meant to be It's easy to be sorry, but how about me ?
That feeling is gone, still I could never doubt you For old times' sake, I'll gladly take the blame Although I can't forget you, I wonder why I ever met you That feeling is gone, never to be the same
My Walking Stick Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Leon Redbone and various other artists
Without my walking stick, I'd go insane I can't look my best I feel undressed without my cane Must have my walking stick 'cause it may rain When it pours can't be outdoors without my cane
If I ever left my house without my walking stick Well it would be something I could never explain Oh the thing that makes me click, on lovers lane Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane
If I ever left my house without my walking stick Well it would be something I could never explain Oh the thing that makes me click on lovers lane Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane
Ground Hog Blues Composer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson Performer(s): Sonny Boy Williamson
Now I'm a walkin' groundhog
mama and I walks around in my den Now I'm a walkin' groundhog
mama and I walks around in my den Now if I come out and see my shadow, John I believe I'll go back in
Now I want some feedin' mama, so I can hear a high sound If you don't feed me baby I believe I'll go back in the ground Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, mama and I walks around in my den Now if I come out and see my shadow you say you don't love me I believe I'll go back in
Now I wanna hear some swingin' music, I wanna hear a Fats Waller song Now if I start to jitterbuggin' I'm forgettin' my hole down in the ground Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, man and I walks around in my den
Now if I come out and see my shadow my woman don't love me I believe I'll go back in
Yes John, you know what I mean... Oh you know I'm a-walkin' wild...
Now I need some pettin' baby, baby you know what I mean Now if you don't pet me baby, I believe I'll go back down in New Orleans Because I'm that walkin' groundhog, at night I walks around in my den Now if I come out and see my shadow my woman don't love me yeah an' I believe I'll go back in
It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed
I heard about you last night, out in the bright lights with old Suzie Brown You took her to the movie show, you took her to the bowling bowl, you took her ev'ry place in town Guess ya think it's funny out spendin' all your money, leavin' me home alone Well from now on I'm gonna be anywhere else but home
It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds
I was sittin' home thinkin' how I'd like to be drinkin' a Coke somewhere in town When a friend phoned me, and she told me you were feedin' old Suzie Brown Well I got down low, got to feelin' so low that I thought I would die Well I've got news for you, I'm not going to sit home and cry
It's not because the money you have is only chicken feed It's because I know I'm not the only chicken you feed I don't care if a boy has barely enough to feed me I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed
I just wanta know that I'm the only chicken he feeds feed
My Very Good Friend The Milkman Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Harold Spina Performer(s): Fats Waller and various other artists
My very good friend the milkman says That I've been losing to much sleep He doesn't like the hours I keep And he suggests that you should marry me
My very good friend the mailman says That it would make his burden less If we both had the same address And he suggests that you should marry me
Then there's a very friendly fellow who prints All the latest real estate news And every day he sends me blueprints Of cottages with country views
My very good friends the neighbours say That they've been watching little things I do And they perceive that I love you So I suggest that you should marry me
Grosse Galette Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Dans le brouillard de Londres J'ai rencontré un soir Un type nommé Bobby Un guitariste noir Il venait de Kingstone Avait des yeux violets Dans un bar de Brighton Beach C'était là qu'il jouait
Ses doigts longs et rapides couraient sur sa guitare Ses riffs comme des fluides transperçaient le brouillard Puis la lumière dorée du soleil de Negril Planait sur la fumée en petites notes agiles Ses textes étaient précis et bourrés d'humour noir C'était donc mon ami depuis ce fameux soir
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie J'te les joue ici, mais elles viennent d'ailleurs Mélodie, tempo, harmonie Guitare, basse, batterie, saxophone et churs
J'étais noir moi aussi mais pour d'autres raisons J'avais passé dix ans à dormir en prison C'était une drôle d'affaire pleine de coups d'escopette De transporteurs de fond et puis de grosse galette
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie Je chante en sous-sol mon reggae braqueur Mélodie, tempo, harmonie Surtout pas de cris, ça s'passe en douceur
Dans la vie, mon garçon, que tu sois noir ou blanc T'as le choix, tu travailles ou tu gagnes de l'argent Les flics n'ont pas aimé cette chanson historique Paumée la grosse galette et finie la musique
Mélodie, tempo, harmonie J'te les joue ici, mais elles viennent d'ailleurs Mélodie, tempo, harmonie Guitare, basse, batterie, saxophone et churs
That Face Composer(s): Lew Spence - Alan Bergman Performer(s): Fred Astaire and multiple other artists
That face, that face, that wonderful face! It shines, it glows all over the place And how I love to watch it change expressions Each look becomes the pride of my possessions
I love that face, that face, it just isn't fair You must forgive the way that I stare But never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace
That face That face That face
I love those eyes, those lips, that fabulous smile She laughs and Spring goes right out of style
Oh never will these eyes behold a sight that could replace That face That face That face That face That face That face That face
My Unfinished Symphony Composer(s): Milton Carson Performer(s): David Whitfield
My love is my unfinished symphony When you kiss me violins begin to play The melody I hear when you are near Will linger on till tomorrow is today My love's a rhapsody the breezes sigh In my heart it sings and echoes to the sky Such a love will live on through eternity That's my unfinished symphony
Such a love will live on through eternity That's my unfinished symphony
Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers Composer(s): Steve Hanley; Craig Scanlon; Mark E. Smith Performer(s): The Fall
Porterage down The dark gross chapel The stepped streets around now Sells person mobile Porterage down Dark gross chapel The stepped streets around now Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards Trapped in their town Their bracing criminals in panicky hall No time for The Fall group I'll put you down Porterage down To the dark gross chapel These stepped streets around now (So's cro-cellar...) I'll put you down To the gross chapel You were right said Peter Dying for a smoke But you should've said to them please (Job's idea) how little they (...) (Like Canava's) coming up assaulted They were as fed up as I was Waiting outside after putting blame on you Porterage down (I slam) I am ailing Porterage down (...) Wearing his clothes, they (...) and their commandos live happy In that scaly (eard) Where (air) were commandos Storm all pallisades Our leaders will not refuse us We will (tangle maze) Throw them from glasses And about the enemy's ears Sing Ta ra ra ra ra For the British Grenadiers I'll put you down
My Uncle Composer(s): Graham Parsons; Chris Hillman Originally performed by: The Flying Burrito Brothers
A letter came today from the draft board With trembling hands I read the questionnaire It asked me lots of things about my mama and papa Now that ain't what I call exactly fair So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be just my kind of town 'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground A sad old soldier once told me a story About a battlefield that he was on He said a man should never fight for glory He must know what is right and what is wrong So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be just my kind of town 'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground, yeah Now, I don't know how much I owe my uncle But I suspect it's more than I can pay He's asking me to sign a three-year contract I guess I'll catch the first bus out today So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be just my kind of town 'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground That tends to keep a good man underground
Groovy Situation Composer(s): Herman Davis; Russell R. Lewis Performer(s): Gene Chandler; and various other artists
That girl I'm gonna make her mine If it takes all night That girl I'm gonna make her mine If it takes all night Good evening sweet darling May I ask your name You seem to be lonely Well don't worry I'm feeling the same
Oh, it's a groovy situation A splendid combination That we should meet At a time like this Oh it's a groovy situation a splendid combination You're something that I just can't miss
It's been a long time sweet darling since love has come my way But I'm trying so hard To find the right words to say
Oh, it's a groovy situation A splendid combination That we should meet At a time like this Oh it's a groovy situation a splendid combination You're something that I just can't miss
That Certain Smile Composer(s): D. Mitchell - Midge Ure Performer(s): Midge Ure
Cross your heart and hope to die it's love A perfect world in my minds eye and oh The face that's watching me tonight - has me Falling for that certain smile Hold your hand up swear to God it's love Help me to believe because for all The words you said to me tonight - has me Falling for that certain smile Falling for that certain smile Take my tears and smile for me it's love Take my soul my heart my fears for oh The way you're touching me tonight - has me Falling for that certain smile Bring me passion bring me lust or love Bring me only truth because for all The times you said to me tonight - have me Falling for that certain smile Falling for that certain smile Falling for that certain smile
My Turn On Earth Composer(s): Lex de Azevedo; Carol Lynn Pearson
The world turns 'round like a merry go round It lets some off and it takes some on Some horses are high and some horses are low Some turns are short and some turns are long
My turn, it's my turn It ends with death it begins with birth And it's my turn, it's my turn It's my turn on Earth
Well never mind just how long you stay The size or shade of the horse you've got Just see all the sights and hear all the sounds And feel the sun, and you'll learn a lot
My turn, it's my turn It ends with death it begins with birth And it's my turn, it's my turn It's my turn on Earth
The world turns 'round like a Ferris wheel Some times you're low and sometimes you're high But even way down you can never forget The thrill you feel when you're touchin' the sky
My turn, it's my turn It ends with death it begins with birth And it's my turn, it's my turn It's my turn on Earth