The Cockfight
Composer(s): F. Blalock - M. Kelton
Performer(s): Ian Campbell Folk Group



Fowler's the name, Stew Fowler!
I'm a rooster
Fightin's my racket
Cock fightin'

I came all the way from Texas across the burnin' sand
To wet my feathers in the Rio Grande
I've hobbled for miles through Mexico
I've come to kill a big rooster called Rojo
(Doin' it all for chicken feed)

For a country red, Rojo's wild
His fame is spread for many a mile
The hens all cackle when Rojo's around
But Stew Fowler's here to put Big Red down
(I'll give them chickens somethin' to cackle about!)

It's mid afternoon as I stand in the street
Of this Spanish town called Los Leghorn's Retreat
At the end of the row a cantina stands
(Ain't nothin' but a chicken coop)
It's plainly the haunt of an outlaw band

The sign in the front reads
La Grande de Nesto
And it's there I know
I'll find my foe, the fabled Rojo

I can hear fowl language
Comin' out of that honky tonk
I strut down the street, the cock of the walk
I crow for Big Red to come out and talk

Through the swingin' doors
Of the Grande de Nesto
His head erect
And his tail feathers low, steps Rojo!
(I can tell he's a really bad egg)

His spurs are long and his eyes are green
An uglier cock I've never seen
He learned to be tough while he's in the pen
But I know his weakness.....hens and gin

Then out of that honky tonk and up to Rojo's side
Steps the prettiest little dance hall cackler in the West
Bluesie Nuster, the southern fried feather duster
(Gosh she's pretty 
I'd like to run my hands through that red comb of hers)

Rojo comes at me in a long lanky run
Some people gather round to watch the fun
(You know, people are the strangest chickens)
Bird to bird and beak to beak
I face Rojo, and my heart gets weak
I crow and strut and I jump about
And then I take off and I run
'Cause I done chickened out!

Captain Nemo
Composer(s): M. Holmberg - Frank Peterson
Performer(s): Sarah Brightman



Under the surface so crystal clear
Everyone was really tense
Waiting down there
He had his own world just like I had mine
We’ll go seperate ways ’til the next time
There are no words to say as
My friend swims away

Captain Nemo said, okay
(five, four, three, two, one)
Then I raised my hand and waved
Captain Nemo went away
(love me when I’m gone)
Left ’em all alone, Nemo’s going home

And as I watched him, police boats approached
An alien force haunting us like ghosts
Wish I could stay here and play for a while
But I must be on my way...
The warmest of smiles
Then he dived into the waves among the other whales

Captain Nemo said, okay
(five, four, three, two, one)
Then I raised my hand and waved
Captain Nemo went away
(love me when I’m gone)
Left ’em all alone, Nemo’s going home...

E Poi
Composer(s): A. Lo Vecchio - S. Shapiro
Performer(s): Mina



Ricominciare e poi
Che senso ha?...
Fare l'amore e poi?...
Io con te mi sento in colpa
Solo un po'
Ma per me è già abbastanza...
Non riesco più a guardarti
E perché no?...
Non è stato in questa stanza
Mi lasciavi sempre sola...
Dio lo sa
Quante volte ho detto no...
Tornare insieme e poi?
Che senso ha?...
Ricominciare e poi, che senso
Ha?... Fare l'amore e poi
Che senso ha?...
(No, no, no)
Le tue promesse
(No, no, no)
Sempre le stesse
(No, no, no...)
E poi non posso adesso
Adesso, adesso non potrei...
Ho sentito il cuore in gola
Ma però
Ero forse troppo avanti
Quando sei
Tornato in mente
Io e lui
Eravamo già amanti...
Dare un taglio a tutto il resto
Tu non sai
Mi è costato più che mai...
Ricominciare e poi
Che senso ha?...
Tornare insieme e poi
Che senso ha?
Fare l'amore e poi
Che senso ha?...
No, no, no...

The Coal Boat Song
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors



I left Cape Briton on the coal boat
For St. John's Newfoundland
I met a little girl named Sally
And I took her by her little white hand
She shook her little head and said "No way, Fred
I won't go along with your plan
You been workin' on the coal boat, boy
And you're nothin' but a dirty old man
You been workin' on the coal boat, boy
And you're nothin' but a dirty old man"

Well I had to think of something real fast ya know

Yeah, well I'm gonna quit the dirty coal boats
I wanna live in Newfoundland
I'll buy a suit and get married
Put a ring upon your little white hand
She nodded her head and said "Ok, Fred" 
Sal went along with the plan
But I'm still workin' on the coal boat, boy 
And I'm nothin' but a dirty old man
But I'm still workin' on the coal boat, boy
And I'm nothin' but a dirty old man

It was sometime later on the coal boat
I got a little letter from home
Sally said Freddy was a good boy
But the little beggar wanted to roam
She said "It's too bad he's got you for a dad 
And I hope that you feel real grand
He's gone working on the coal boats boy 
To be just like his dirty old man
He's gone working on the Coal Boats boy 
To be just like his dirty old man"

I left Cape Briton on the coal boat
For St. John's Newfoundland
I met a little girl named Sally
And I took her by her little white hand
She shook her little head and said "No way, Fred
I won't go along with your plan
You ain't gonna quit the coal boat, boy 
'Cause I loves ya, ya dirty old man
You ain't gonna quit the coal boat boy 
'Cause I loves ya, ya dirty old man"

So come all young fellars on the coal boat
I hope you're gonna understand
If you got a pretty little girlfriend 
And ya takes her by the little white hand
If she turns her back and says "No way, Jack
I won't go along with yer plan"
Just keep workin' on the coal boats, boy 
If ya wants to be a dirty old man
Just keep workin' on the coal boat, boy 
And you'll be nothin' but a dirty old man

Captain Jinks Of The Horse Marines
Composer(s): William Lingard
Performer(s): Jon English



I'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines
I feed my horse on corn and beans
And sport young ladies in their teens
Tho' a Captain in the Army

I teach the ladies how to dance
How to dance, how to dance
I teach the ladies how to dance
For I'm the pet of the Army

I'm Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines
I feed my horse on corn and beans
And often live beyond my means
Tho' a Captain in the Army

I joined the Corps when twenty-one
Of course I thought it capital fun
When the enemy comes, of course I run
For I'm not cut out for the Army

When I left home, mamma she cried
Mamma she cried, mamma she cried
When I left home, mamma she cried
"He's not cut out for the Army"

The first time I went out for drill
The bugler sounding made me ill
Of the battlefield I'd had my fill
For I'm not cut out for the Army

The officers, they all did shout
They all did shout, they all did shout
The officers, they all did shout
"Why, kick him out of the Army!"

E Penso A Te
Composer(s): Mogol - Lucio Battisti
First release by: Bruno Lauzi - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Ik Denk Aan Jou (Astrid Nijgh)
1996 - And I Think Of You (Tanita Tikaram)


Io lavoro e penso a te
Torno a casa e penso a te
Le telefono e intanto penso a te
Come stai e penso a te
Dove andiamo e penso a te
Le sorrido abbasso gli occhi e penso a te
Non so con chi adesso sei
Non so che cosa fai
Ma so di certo a cosa stai pensando
È troppo grande la città per due che come noi
Non sperano però si stan cercando
Cercando
Scusa è tardi e penso a te
Ti accompagno e penso a te
Non sono stato divertente e penso a te
Sono al buio e penso a te
Chiudo gli occhi e penso a te
Io non dormo e penso a te
La, la, la, la, ......

The Clouds Will Soon Roll By
Composer(s): Billy Hill - Harry Woods
Performer(s): Cyril Grantham
and multiple other artists



Somewhere the sun is shining
So, honey, don’t you cry
We’ll find a silver lining
The clouds will soon roll by

I hear a robin singing
Upon a treetop high
To you and me he’s singing
The clouds will soon roll by

Each little tear and sorrow
Only brings you closer to me
Just wait until tomorrow
What a happy day that will be

Down Lovers Lane together
We’ll wander, you and I
Goodbye to stormy weather
The clouds will soon roll by

Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John



Captain Fantastic raised and regimented, hardly a hero
Just someone his mother might know
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics
"Two teas both with sugar please"
In the back of an alley

While little Dirt Cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Sweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy apples in summer
For it's hay make and "Hey mom, do the papers say anything good
Are there chances in life for little Dirt Cowboys
Should I make my way out of my home in the woods"

Brown Dirt Cowboy, still green and growing
City slick Captain
Fantastic the feedback
The honey the hive could be holding
For there's weak winged young sparrows that starve in the winter
Broken young children on the wheels of the winners
And the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinning

For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

And all this talk of Jesus coming back to see us
Couldn't fool us
For we were spinning out our lines walking on the wire
Hand in hand went music and the rhyme
The Captain and the Kid stepping in the ring
From here on sonny sonny sonny, it's a long and lonely climb

For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Out for the count and when we're down
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
From the end of the world to your town

E Mi Arriva Il Mare
Composer(s): Riccardo Cocciante
Performer(s): Riccardo Cocciante


Qui rinchiuso per la vita
In un metro quadro appena
Mi domando se un'idea
Può essere legata a una catena
Ho provato una gran pena, sai
Ascoltando il vento fuori
Corre libero ovunque va
Come adesso i miei pensieri
Ti confesso che talvolta
Sono in preda alle paure
Tutto non mi sembra vero
E allora tiro un gran sospiro
E mi arriva il mare

Da quel giorno sono sola
Tra le braccia della gente
Il mio grido di dolore
Tra le voci non si sente
Son la donna di un eroe che
Vive solo nella mente
Ormai un simbolo vivente
Tutto ciò che senso ha
Come è grande questo letto
Quasi come il tuo gran cuore
Ti desidero amore
Io ricerco il tuo respiro
E mi arriva il mare
E mi arriva il mare

Ti chiedo scusa per il dolore
La solitudine, i tormenti
Ma mi hanno scritto che oramai
Siamo diventati tanti
Ancora solo pochi anni e dopo
Saranno tuoi tutti i momenti
I miei giorni e le mie notti
I pensieri e i sentimenti
E mi arriva il mare
E mi arriva il mare

Io ti bacio, ti abbraccio
Mi senti amore?
Sono qui e ti stringo
Mi senti amore mio?
Ti parlo, sto gridando
Mi senti amore mio?
Toccami, sentimi, amami amore mio
I miei giorni e le mie notti
Saranno tuoi amore mio
E mi arriva il mare
E mi arriva il mare

Closer To The Bone
Composer(s): Louis Jones
Performer(s): Louis Prima
and multiple other artists



Closest to the bone
Sweeter is the meat
Last slice of Virginia ham
Is the best that you can eat
Don't talk about my baby
She's slender but she's sweet
Closest to the bone
And sweeter is the meat

Now she'd make a good thermometer
If  she drank a glass of wine
She's built just like a garter snake
She climbs up like a vine
My friends tell me I'm a fool
To love a girl like that
Here's the reason I like 'em slim
Instead of big and fat

'Cause... Closest to the bone
Sweeter is the meat
Last slice of Virginia ham
Is the best that you can eat
Now don't talk about my baby
She's slender but she's sweet
Umm, closest to the bone
And sweeter is the meat

Let's go...

Yeah, let's go...
Yeah, boy...
Attaboy...
One more, one more...
One more, one more...
Yeah, boy...
In the moonlight...
Yeah, closest to the bone, yeah...
Ahh, look out now...

Now she'd make a first class fountain pen
If she only knew how to write
Her figure's like a piece of string
Umm, she rolls up every night
Everybody thinks that I'm a nut
To love this lovely worm
Boy there's one reason I like 'em slim
Instead of round and firm

'Cause... Closest to the bone
Sweeter is the meat
Last slice of Virginia ham
Is the best that you can eat
Now don'cha talk about my baby
She's slender but she's sweet, umm
Closest to the bone
Umm, swee... I got another one now, listen here...

Umm, she'd make a fine piccolo
If she only stayed on key
Boy she's shaped like a rubber band
And she loves to snap at me
Everybody thinks I'm insane
To overlook her faults
But here's the reason I like 'em skinny
Instead of full of schmaltz

'Cause... Closest to the bone
Sweeter is the meat
Last slice of Virginia ham
Is the best that you can eat
Don't talk about my baby
She's slender but she's sweet
And it's closest to the bone
And sweeter is the meat

Captain Beaky
Composer(s): Jeremy Lloyd
Performer(s): Keith Michell



The bravest animals in the land are Captain Beaky and his band 
That's Timid Toad, Reckless Rat, Artful Owl and Batty Bat 
They march through the woodlands singing songs 
That tell how they have righted wrongs 

Once Hissing Sid, an evil snake, kept the woodland folk awake 
In fear and trembling every night 
In case he gave someone a bite 
Said Artful Owl, 'We'll lie in wait 
And one of us will be the bait" 
Said Captain Beaky, "Have no fear! 
For I alone will volunteer!" 

"No, make it me!" Said Reckless Rat 
I'll stand there in my reckless hat 
When Hissing Sid picks up my trail
I'll just lasso him with my tail!" 

"Oh, good idea" said Timid Toad 
"We'll hide a long way down the road
And when you've overcome resistance 
We'll rush along to your assistance" 

Said Batty Bat, "I've got a wheeze! 
I'll fly and hide up in the trees! 
If Hissing Sid should slither by 
I'll drop a boulder from the sky!" 

Said Artful Owl, "The idea sound…how will you lift it off the ground?" 
Poor Batty Bat just scratched his head 
"I hadn't thought of that," he said

Said Owl, "The rest of us hold back 
There's only one that he'll attack" 
Said Timid Toad, "I like your plan" 
"Good luck," said Owl, "For you're the man!" 

So Timid Toad, his eyes a-popping
Into the woodland night went hopping 
Captain Beaky waved his hand, followed by his trusty band 
That's Artful Owl and Reckless Rat, and above the trees flew Batty Bat

"Stop!" Said Beaky, "I hear squeaking!" 
"It's Batty Bat" said Owl, "He's speaking!" 
"It's all in code," said Reckless Rat 
Said Owl, "I'll just decipher that" 

"A dash, a dot, two short, two long… 
I rather think we've got it wrong 
It reads 'can clearly see the road
Hissing Sid has captured Toad!'" 

"Quick men!" said Beaky, "No delay! 
"You mustn't let him get away!" 
And leaping off, said "Follow me!" 
And ran head first into a tree

"Dot dot dot" squeaked Batty Bat
Said Beaky, "Quick! Decipher that!" 
Said Reckless Rat, "Perhaps we're gaining?" 
"No," said Owl. "He says…it's raining" 

Oh, how they ran to save poor Toad
For they must find that snake's abode 
Guided by old Batty Bat 
Dot dot go this way dash, go that! 

Then Hissing Sid's lair they spied 
Were they too late? Was he inside? 
Said Reckless Rat, "I'll get a pole 
And stop him going down his hole!" 

Then into sight the snake came hopping
Right past his hole, no sign of stopping 
Said Reckless Rat, "That's rather funny
"There's something jumping in his tummy" 

Said Captain Beaky, "Well I'm blowed! 
Hissing Sid has swallowed Toad!" 
And as the snake hopped out of sight
Off they chased into the night

At last they found him, tired and dizzy 
And pulled out Toad, who said "Where is he? 
For left alone, I felt quite sick
And hopped into a hollow stick 

Said Owl, "A clever step to take! 
You jumped into that slippery snake" 
"That was brave of Toad", said Rat 
"That's just my sort of plan!" said Bat 

Said Captain Beaky to his men
"Well we'll not see Hissing Sid again!" 
And as they marched off down the road
They sang in praise of Timid Toad 

Above them flew ol' Batty Bat
With his wings stretched out, like that 
Owl's idea, the clever fella 
To have a flying um-ber-ella

È L'uomo Per Me
((Adapted from: He Walks Like A Man (Jody Miller) - 1963))
Composer(s): Diane Hilderbrand - Gaspare Gabriele Abbate - Vito Pallavicini
Performer(s): Mina - 1964



È l'uomo per me
Fatto apposta per me
È forte con me e da uomo sa dir
Parole d'amor...
Ma ciò che amo in lui
È il ragazzo che
Nasconde in sé...
È l'uomo per me
È sicuro di sé
Da uomo so già
I progetti che ha
I sogni che fa...
Ma ciò che amo in lui
È il ragazzo che
Nasconde in sé...
Mai nessuno saprà
Separarlo da me
Ogni giorno saprò
Con lui restar...
È l'uomo per me
Sicuro di sé
È forte con me e come un uomo sa dir
Parole d'amor...
Ma ciò che amo in lui
È il ragazzo che
Nasconde in sé...
(È l'uomo per te) Ma è un ragazzo ancor per me...
(È l'uomo per te) Per questo trovo in lui l'amor...
(È l'uomo per te) Ma è un ragazzo ancor per me...

The Closer I Get To You
Composer(s): Reggie Lucas - James Mtume
First release by: Roberta Flack and Donny Hathaway - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



The closer I get to you
The more you'll make me see
Like giving me all you've got
Your love has captured me

Over and over again
I'll try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
And all the while inside
I knew it was real
The way you make me feel

Lying here next to you
Time just seems to fly
Needing you more and more
Let's give love a try

Sweeter than sweeter love grows
And heaven's there for those
Who fool the tricks of time
With the hearts in love you find
True love
In a special way

The closer I get to you
The more you'll make me see
By giving me all you've got
Your love has captured me

Over and over again
I'll try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
And all the while inside
I knew it was real
The way you make me feel

The closer I get to you
The more you'll make me see
By giving you all i've got
Your love has captured me

Caprichos Blues
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



Rojo intenso
en tu vestido
y el pavimento
que se ilumina al pasar
y es que el viento y la lluvia
no han cesado de dar
y yo aquí
esperándote

Caprichos del amor serán, oh
Caprichos del amor serán

Ya no tengo
mas defensas
estoy en el filo
provocativo
de la noche
y es que la revolución
me ha pasado de largo
quiero verte
tan solo una vez mas

Caprichos del amor serán, oh
Caprichos del amor serán
serán, serán

Caprichos del amor serán, oh
Caprichos del amor serán
serán, serán

È La Mia Vita
((Spanish Version: Mi Vida (Il Volo) - 2011))
Composer(s): Maurizio Fabrizio - Giuseppe Marino
First release by: Al Bano - 1997


Mi alzo e fuori è ancora luna piena
Esco per toccare la mia terra
E un'altra notte da scordare
Niente che ti fa capire
Questa vita poi che senso ha
In un silenzio fatto per pregare
Forte un dolore sale a farmi male
Ma è un vento che si placa in un momento
E lascia dentro tanto freddo
E insieme tanta povertà
E va il mio pensiero se ne va
Seguendo un volo che già sa
In quale cuore andare e arriverà
E va é la mia età che se ne va
E quanto amore via con lei,
È questa vita che passa e dove andrà
Rientro piano e come fossi un clown
Lentamente prendo a disegnare
Il cerchio rosso del sorriso
Luce bianco sul mio viso
Nuovamente pronto a cominciare
E va il mio pensiero se ne va
Seguendo un volo che già sa
In quale cuore andare e arriverà
E va è la mia età che se va
E quanto amore via con lei,
È questa vita che passa e dove andrà
È la mia vita che passa e dove andrà

The Climber
Composer(s): Neil Finn
Performer(s): Neil Finn



Beside me now are strangers to my eyes
They might be getting crazy might be wise
We're stranded either way
In such a lonely place
I'm looking out for you
Among the flies that wait in line for days on end
And nights so cold and always so intense
I try to reach the top most every day
In hope I turn my face up to the sky
The cover hangs so low
I see no sign of life
Nothing springs to mind
Among the flies that wait in line
For days on end and nights so cold
It's always so intense
And here we are
There's a smile between us and its going on
You and me have always gotten through
Anyone can tell you that it's true
You feel it every time you drive away from home
The headlights hypnotise and they take you off towards the sea
Into the night you run away with thoughts you cannot hide
Vacant eyes can't describe my hunger
For your billowing arms
Mother I can't help thinking of you
Take this dull ache away

Capitaine Sky
Composer(s): Toto Cutugno - Pino Massara - Vito Pallavicini - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Dalida



"Alerte ... Alerte
Objet non identifié en direction de la Terre"
"Les hommes savaient qu'ils
allaient être détruits
Et pourtant ils se comportaient comme des hommes
Et se réfugiaient dans les cavernes
Contre les Extra-Terrestre
Ils avaient envoyés la seule arme dont ils disposaient
Des milliers et des milliers d'enfants en rang serré
Qui avançaient en chantant doucement"
Ils sont arrivés à travers les nuages
Scintillant comme une averse de soleil d'acier
Une flamme rouge au fond du paysage
Pour détruire la terre et l'homme qui l'a possédé
Mais quand le fameux Capt'ain Sky
A vu ces yeux d'enfants
Ce levés par millier pleins de rêve et d'amitié
Il ne sait plus ce qu'il doit faire de son arme
S'en servir ou la jeté sa main hésite encore
Mais le plus petit des enfants le regarde
D'un sourire à désarmé le plus grand le plus fort
Et le terrible Capt'ain Sky
Lui dis je ne peux pas
Faire de mal à des milliers d'enfants innocents comme toi
Et les envahisseur ont rejoints leur planète
Saluant les enfants qui leur fessaient la fête
Mais les hommes ont recommencés
À se battre sur la terre
Des hommes d'ailleurs des milliers d'enfants
Sur une colline ont fait le printemps
Et pendant qu'ils vivaient la plus belle histoire du monde
Les hommes d'ici qui n'ont rien compris
Ont recommencés à s'entre-tuer

E Fu La Notte
Composer(s): Fabrizio De André - Franco Franchi
Performer(s): Fabrizio De André


E fu la notte
La notte per noi
Notte profonda
Sul nostro amore
E fu la fine
Di tutto per noi
Resta il passato
E niente di più
Ma se ti dico:
"Non t'amo più"
Sono sicuro
Di non dire il vero
E fu la notte
La notte per noi
Buio e silenzio
Son scesi su noi
E fu la notte
La notte per noi
Buio e silenzio
Son scesi su noi...

Click Song (Qongqothwane)
Composer(s): The Manhattan Brothers
Performer(s): Miriam Makeba



Igqira lendlela nguqo ngqothwane
Igqira lendlela nguqo ngqothwane
Sebeqabele gqi thapha bathi nguqo ngqothwane
Sebeqabele gqi thapha bathi nguqo ngqothwane

Canzone Per Te
((Russian Version: Pesnya Dlya Tebya (Emil Gorovets) - 1968))
Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti - Sergio Endrigo
First release by: Sergio Endrigo - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists



La festa appena cominciata è già finita
Il cielo non è più com noi
Il nostro amore era l'invidia di chi è solo
La mia ricchezza, la tua allegria

Perché giurare che sarà l'ultima volta
Il cuore non ti crederà
Qualcuno ti darà la mano
E con un bacio un'altra storia nascerà

E tu, tu mi dirai
Che sei felice come non sei stata mai
E un'altra volta io dirò
Le cose che dicevo a te

Ma oggi devo dire che ti voglio bene
Per questo canto e canto te
La solitudine che mi haii regalato
Io la coltivo come un fiore

E tu mi dirai
Che sei felice come non sei stata mai
E un'altra volta io dirò
Le cose che dicevo a te

Ma oggi devo dire che ti voglio bene
Per questo canto e canto te
La solitudine che mi haii regalato
Io la coltivo come un fiore

Ma oggi devo dire che ti voglio bene
Per questo canto e canto te