The Red Deck Of Cards ((aka Deck Of Cards (Phil Harris) - 1948; A Hillbilly's Deck Of Cards (Ferlin Husky) - 1966 
Cards Spiritualised; The Soldier's Almanac Bible And Prayer Book))
((Dutch Version: Het Spel Kaarten (Cowboy Gerard & De Rodeo Riders - 1965))
Composer(s): T. Texas Tyler - Dave McEnery 
Performer(s): Red River Dave McEnery - 1954



It was during the last days of the prisoner exchange in Korea 
I was there as they came through Freedom Gate 
Shattered, sick and lame

There in a red cross tent as the weary group rested, a soldier broke out a deck of cards
A look of hate crossed the tired face of one boy as he sprang up - knocking the cards to the ground
As the cards lay around, many of them face up, he picked up the Ace and began

"Fellows," he said, "I'm sorry, but I hate cards
The commies tried to use them to teach us their false doctrine

They told us the "Ace", meant that there's one God, the state
We knew that to be untrue for we were religious boys"

"And the "Deuce" meant there were two great leaders
Only two 
Lenin and Stalin 
And we couldn't swallow that either"

"And this "Trey" stood for three religious superstitions that the Reds would soon destroy
The Catholic, the Protestants and the Jewish"

This black "Four", the soldier boy continued, stood for the four corners of the earth 
where the Hammer and Sickle would soon rein supreme
There in that prison camp, far away from home, we hoped it was a lie

And this red "Five", was the five points in their Red Star 
Tears were streaming down the boy's face, as he picked up the six

And this "Six", the commies told us, stood for the sixth and final wars that America had luckily won
The Revolutionary war, the war of 1812, the Civil War, the Spanish American war, WW1, and number six - WW2
Now in this war, this cold war, America would be destroyed

And the "Seven", stood for our seventh foolish day, Sunday, which we wasted on our Lord

The "Eight", stood for the 8 hours every day we would have to spend learning to be, uh, progressive

The "Nine", for the cat-of-nine tails, lashed across our backs if we ever knelt to pray

The "Ten", was reminded us that out ten commandments, were ten stupid rules that only Capitalistic fools believed in
That's what they told us

The "Jack" meant that Christ was a knave of uncertain birth

The "Queen", that maybe his mother was a non-virtuous woman

And the "King", stood for our Lord God whom the commies told us didn't not exist 
A dream, a fake, a joke 
That's what they told us

The Heart stood for Christ's blood, all shed in vain

The Diamond signified the real precious jewel, the communist party

The Club - the weapon of oppression with which they beat us

And the Spade - a tool with which we would dig our own graves

This was the Red Deck of Cards

So you see fellows, the soldier boy said, that's why I hate cards
His buddies picked up the cards tore them into pieces and with shining faces 
walked arm-in-arm toward a simple chapel in Korea

C'est Mieux Comme Ça
((Adapted from: The Immigrant (Nino Rota) - 1974))
Composer(s): Nino Rota - Michel Jourdan
Performer(s): Dalida - 1975

Versions In Other Languages:
1974 - Love Said Goodbye (Andy Williams)
1975 - Im Regen Kann Man Keine Tränen Sehn (Lena Valaitis)
1975 - Love Said Goodbye (Italian Version) (Caterina Valente)
1975 - L'amore Ha Detto Addio (Johnny Dorelli)



Sur notre lit je vois deux oreillers
Le tien demain ne sera pas froissé
Tu seras loin quand le jour viendra
Mais oui bien sur que c'est mieux comme ça

C'est mieux comme ça
Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
Avec l'hiver dans le cœur

Si tu ne crois plus en nous deux ce soir
Si je ne sais plus t'inventer l'espoir
Te retenir à quoi bon, pourquoi
Tu as raison
Oui c'est mieux comme ça

Ne t'en fais pas
Surtout pas pour moi
Restons en là
Oui c'est mieux comme ça

C'est mieux comme ça
Et moi je ne t'en veux pas
Mais je verrais demain sans toi nos lilas en fleurs
Avec l'hiver dans le cœur

Dans tes yeux clairs j'ai vu mourir le feu
Il fallait en arriver là nous deux
Mais souris-moi une dernière fois
Oh mon amour
Oui c'est mieux comme ça

Foxey Lady
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Performer(s): The Jimi Hendrix Experience;
and various other artists



Foxey
Foxey
Uh-you know you a cute little heart breaker, ha
Foxey, yeah
And you know you a sweet little love maker, huh
Foxey

I wanna take you home, uh-huh, yeah
I won't do you no harm, no, ha
You got ta be all mine, all mine
Oo, Foxey Lady
Yeah, Foxey
Foxey

Now-uh, I see you, heh, on down on the scene
Ohh, Foxey
You make me wanna get up and a-scream
Foxey
Ah, baby listen now
I made up my mind, yeah
I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've gotta be all mine, all mine
Foxey Lady
Here I come
Foxey Lady
Foxey (Lady)
Foxey, Fa...
Foxey, yeah

I'm gonna take you home, uh-huh
I won't do you no harm, no
You gotta be all mine, all mine
Foxey Lady

Here I come, baby
I'm comin' to get ya
Ow, Foxey lady, yeah, yeah
Oo, you look so good, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
{inhale} Oh, yeah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Yeah, give us some, foxy
Oo, Foxey {inhale}
Yeah, get it, babe, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
You make me feel like, uh,
feel like sayin' Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Ah, Foxey (BV=Foxey)
Foxey (BV=Foxey) Lady
Foxey Lady

The Happy Song (Dum-Dum)
((French Version: Dum Dum Dum (Michel Pagliaro) - 1968))
Composer(s): Steve Cropper - Otis Redding
First release by: Otis Redding - 1968



Gonna sing this song y'all
Singin' it for my baby
She's the only one can bring me joy
That's why I sing these happy songs
They go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Come on now happy song, happy song now

On a cold, rainy, windy night
She shut all the doors
She cut off the lights
She holds me and squeezes me tight
She tells me Big O everything's all right
And I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Come on now those happy songs, happy, happy songs

Come on now
Bring my breakfast to the table
When I go to work she knows I'm able
Do my job, I come back in 
You oughta see my baby's face

She just grins, grins, grins
I go dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
Play it again dum, dum, deedle dee, dum dum
sing them happy songs
Lovely, lovely songs
Sweet soul songs
Those good old happy songs
Give you such a feeling 
A lovely, lovely, feeling
Makes you wanna shout
It knocks you, knocks you out
Happy, happy songs
Those good old lovely songs
Those sweet soul music songs

C'est Mieux Ainsi
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



J'avais tout pour devenir quelqu'un
Pour filer doux sur le droit chemin
Mais j'avais en moi je le crois bien
Quelque chose en plus ou peut-être en moins

Et c'est mieux ainsi
C'est mieux ainsi

Bien souvent j'ai envie de t'écrire
Mais à quoi bon je n'ai rien à dire
Il faut croire que le temps fait du bien
Emporte loin plaisir et chagrin

Et c'est mieux ainsi
Oui bien mieux

Quelques fois elle te ressemble un peu
Quand le soleil fait briller ses yeux
Quelques fois j'ai peur de découvrir
Un peu de toi au fond de son sourire

Elle n'a pas pour me brûler le cœur
Après l'amour ton regard vainqueur
Mais elle prend ma tête entre ses mains
Elle reste là et je l'aime bien

Et c'est mieux ainsi
Oui bien mieux

Tu pourrais donner signe de vie
Mais ne va pas croire que je m'ennuie
Elle a tout pour que je sois quelqu'un
Elle m'aimera même après-demain

Et c'est mieux ainsi
C'est mieux ainsi...

Fox On The Run
Composer(s): Brian Connolly; 
Steve Priest; Andrew Scott; Mick Tucker
Performer(s): Sweet



I don't wanna know your name 
Cause you don't look the same 
The way you did before 
OK you think you got a pretty face 
But the rest of you is out of place 
You looked all right before 

Fox on the run 
You screamed and everybody comes a-running 
Take a run and hide yourself away 
Fox on the run 
F-foxy, foxy on the run and hideaway 

You-you talk about just every band 
But the names you drop are second hand 
I've heard it all before 
I don't wanna know your name 
Cause you don't look the same 
The way you did before 
(repeat chorus)

Dum Dum Dum
((Adapted from: The Happy Song (Dum-Dum) (Otis Redding) - 1968))
Composer(s): Steve Cropper - Otis Redding - Michel Pagliaro - François d'Assise
Performer(s): Michel Pagliaro - 1968



Je chante cette chanson
Je la chante pour mes amis
Ils sont les seuls à me comprendre
Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum

Très tard un soir d'orage
Tous avaient peur de cette noirceur
Je cherchais le moyen d'éteindre tout ça
Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum

Allez encore une fois yeah

Je m'lève et je me prépare
Je veux bien boire mon café très noir
Je ne suis pas encore tout à fait éveillé
Voilà pourquoi je chante cette chanson

Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum
Dum dum di li di dum dum

C'est Merveilleux L'amour
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Gilbert Bécaud



C'est merveilleux l'amour
C'est fantastique
C'est trop compliqué pour
Que ça s'explique
Ça va, ça vient, ça court
C'est lunatique
C'est merveilleux l'amour

Heureux ou malheureux
C'est un dilemme
Qui pose aux amoureux
Plus d'un problème
C'est un jeu dangereux
Mais quand on aime
C'est merveilleux l'amour

Ça crie
Ça mène notre vie
Sur terre
Ça pleure
Et ça nous prend des heures
Entières
Et l'on a beau dire
Et l'on a beau faire

Quand on est dans ses doigts
Notre vie change
Car on subit sa loi
Qu'est un mélange
De tourments et de joies
Vraiment étrange
C'est merveilleux l'amour

C'est merveilleux l'amour
Qu'on se le dise
Ces instants qu'on savoure
Et qui nous grisent
Dont dépendent nos jours
Nous électrisent
C'est merveilleux l'amour

Ça vient sans s'annoncer
Sans crier gare
Un regard, un baiser
Hop! ça démarre
Le bonheur est lâché
Dans la bagarre
C'est merveilleux l'amour

Ça vit
De rêves et d'ennuis
Qui passent
C'est fier
Ça fait un bruit d'enfer
Ça casse
Et quoi que l'on pense
Et quoi que l'on fasse

Quand dans son tourbillon
Il nous entraîne
Ça prend des proportions
Surhumaines
Et qu'on le veuille ou non
C'est une chaîne
Qui nous tient nuit et jour
C'est merveilleux, merveilleux l'amour

Fox On The Run
Performer(s): Manfred Mann



She walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that a poor boy could give her 
And left me to die like the fox on the run

Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the run

Everybody knows the reason for the fall 
When woman tempted man down in paradise's hall
This woman tempted me all right, then took me for a ride 
But like the lonely fox I need a place to hide 

Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the run

Come take a glass of wine and fortify your soul
We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
I'll illustrate, a girl put me on the floor
The game is nearly up, the hounds are at my door

Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the run

The Happy Girls
Composer(s): Helen Reddy - Kim Fowley
Performer(s): Helen Reddy



Sally met him in the War
Back in nineteen-forty-four
He took her home to the States
His buddies thought that she was great
Subway Sally's fifty-one
Her man is gone, her dreams are done
She rides by night the Brooklyn train
Sleeps by day to hide the pain

Lonely women of the World
Were the happy girls (The happy girls)
Lonely heroes of the World
Seek the happy girls (The happy girls)

Nancy saw him on the street
His shoes were shined, his suit was neat
She couldn't see his broken mind
Behind the mask of bein' kind
He sleeps inside the iron bars
Nancy's smile can't hide the scars
Her daughter's grown, there's no one home
She cries all night, she's all alone

Lonely women of the World
Were the happy girls (The happy girls)
Lonely heroes of the World
Seek the happy girls (The happy girls)

To tell the truth there's no end in sight
Mister Lonely always calls at night
Let's hold on tight until the mornin' light
(Till the mornin' light)

Terry's gonna meet him soon
Today at school, maybe noon
I hope for her it turns out right
I know she's got a date tonight
Had my ups, had my downs
Truth was lost, but truth was found
This I've learned, the World still turns
We all get bruised, we all get burned

Lonely women of the World
Were the happy girls (The happy girls)
Lonely heroes of the World
Seek the happy girls (The happy girls)

Happy girls, happy girls, happy girls
(Happy, aaaahh-aaahh, happy)
(Happy girls, happy...) 

C'est Merveilleux
Composer(s): Henri Contet - Marguerite Monnot
Performer(s): Edith Piaf



Le jour où tu m'as rencontrée
Etait un jour triste à mourir
Et je traînais dans mes pensées
Un ennui à n'en plus finir
Mais il a suffi que tu viennes
Pour que j'oublie toutes mes peines

C'est merveilleux
Quand on est tous les deux
Le bonheur nous surveille
C'est merveilleux
Quand on est amoureux
Les beaux jours se réveillent
C'est merveilleux
La vie est peinte en bleu
À grands coups de soleil
Puisque je t'aime et que tu m'aimes
C'est merveilleux

Nous passerons toute la vie
A chanter un si grand amour
Pour une chanson si jolie
La vie n'a pas assez de jours
Nous en ferons une harmonie
Qui ne sera jamais finie

C'est merveilleux
Quand on est tous les deux
Le bonheur nous surveille
C'est merveilleux
Quand on est amoureux
Les beaux jours se réveillent
C'est merveilleux
La vie est peinte en bleu
À grands coups de soleil
Puisque je t'aime et que tu m'aimes
C'est merveilleux

Forty Thousand Headmen
Composer(s): Steve Winwood; Jim Capaldi
Performer(s): Steve Winwood; Blood, Sweat & Tears; 
Traffic; Chuck Trois; Joe Walsh



Forty thousand headmen 
couldn't make me change my mind
If I had to take the choice between the deaf man and the blind
I know just where my feet should go and that's enough for me
I turned around and knocked them down
And walked across the sea

Hadn't traveled very far when suddenly I saw
Three small ships a sailin' towards a distant shore
So lighting up a cigarette I followed in pursuit
And found a secret cave where they obviously stashed their loot

Filling up my pockets even stuffed it up my nose
I must have weighed a hundred tons between my head and toes
I ventured forth before the dawn had time to change it's mind
And soaring high above the clouds I found a golden shrine

Laying down my treasure before the iron gate
Quickly rang the bell, hoped I hadn't come too late
But someone came along and told me not to waste my time
And when I asked him who he was he said "Just look behind"

So I turned around and 40,000 headmen bit the dirt
Firing twenty shotguns each and man it really hurt
But luckily for me they had to stop and then reload
And by the time they'd done I was heading down the road

Heading down the road
Forty thousand headmen on my trail

The Happy Club
Composer(s): Bob Geldof - Karl Wallinger
Performer(s): Bob Geldof



Every morning
'Bout the break of day
Every evening
She comes up and she says
Na, Na, Na...

She gets up
Then she goes outside
She don't know what she does
But it feels alright
She says I
I'm a sunny girl
Yeah I'm feeling good
And it's a shiny world
Well here she comes
Na, Na, Na...

She feels good
She feels great today
When I asked she said
"Hey, it's the Happy Club way"
I don't know
I don't know what to do
But I know if I could
Then I would do too
Na, Na, Na...

I feel great
I feel fine today
I joined the Happy Club
And the Happy Club says
I feel good
I feel great today
Now I know what to say
Na, Na, Na...

C'est Magnifique
((Adapted from: C'est Magnifique (Lilo & Peter Cookson) - 1953))
Composer(s): Cole Porter - François Lienas
Performer(s): Luis Mariano



La vie est là
Qui vous prend par le bras
Oh la la la
C'est magnifique!
Des jours tous bleus
Des baisers lumineux
bss bss bss bss
C'est magnifique!
Donner son cœur
Avec un bouquet d'fleurs
Oh la la la
Mais c'est magnifique!
Et faire un jour
Un mariage d'amour
C'est magnifique!

Partir là-bas
Lun' de miel à Cuba
Oh la la la
C'est magnifique!
Sous ce climat
Les baisers sont comm' ça!
Bss bss bss bss
C'est magnifique!
Des nuits d'amour
Qui dur'nt quarant' cinq jours
Oh la la la
Mais c'est magnifique!
Revoir Paris
Retrouver ses amis
C'est magnifique!

Dîner à deux
Dans un nid d'amoureux
Oh la la la
C'est magnifique!
Dans un baiser
Laisser l'poulet brûler
Bss bss bss bss
C'est magnifique!
Avoir deux cœurs
Pour faire un seul bonheur
Oh la la la
Mais c'est magnifique!
S'aimer d'amour
À Paris pour toujours
C'est magnifique!

Four-O-Thirty-Three
Composer(s): George Jones; John Michael Montgomery
Performer(s): George Jones



We're the two new people 
that moved to the middle of the block
An' we're the talk of the town, an' don't you think we're not
For we've got love an' happiness; people envy us, you see
For we found Heaven right here on earth at Four-O-Thirty-Three

Yes, we found what most people are lookin' for
An' there's not a lotta money to spend on a real fine car
But it's a window where a bird flies an' sings so free
An' there's a whole lotta windows in this little house at Four-O-Thirty-Three

The 4,000 lot proves what true love can do
Once a lonely place that was sold to me an' you

Oh, all around the house you can see little children play
An' they're not all other people's kids, we're proud to say
They are the symbol of our love for all the world to see
They're part of Heaven right here on earth at Four-O-Thirty-Three

At all hours of the day, you can see many people drive by
For a look at the house they think fell from the sky
They think that this place would make them happy as you an' me
Now the whole town's tryin' to buy this house at Four-O-Thirty-Three

The 4,000 lot proves what true love can do
Once a lonely place that was sold to me an' you

Oh, all around the house you can see little children play
An' they're not all other people's kids, we're proud to say
They are the symbol of our love for all the world to see
They're part of Heaven right here on earth at Four-O-Thirty-Three

We're not a-gonna sell our happy little house at Four-O-Thirty-Three
Wouldn't take a pretty penny for our lucky little house at Four-O-Thirty-Three...

The Happiest Girl In The Whole U.S.A.
Composer(s): Donna Fargo
First release by: Donna Fargo - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Good morning Morning 
Hello Sunshine
Wake up Sleepyhead
Why'd we move that Beau-jangle clock 
So far away from the bed?
Just one more minute
That's why we moved it
One more hug or two
Do you love waking up next to me
As much as I love waking up next to you?

You make the coffee 
I'll make the bed
I'll fix your lunch and you fix mine
Now tell me the truth, 
Do these old shoes look funny
Honey it's almost time now
You be careful, gotta go
I love you, have a beautiful day
And kiss the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A. 

Skippedee-dooda, thank you Lord
For making him for me
And thank you for letting life
Turn out the way that I always thought it could be!
There once was a time when I could not imagine 
How it would feel to say
I'm the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A.

Shine on me sunshine
Walk with me world 
It's a skippedee-dooda day!
I'm the happiest girl in the whole U.S.A.

C'est Magnifique
((French Version: C'est Magnifique (Luis Mariano))
Composer(s): Cole Porter
First performance by: Lilo & Peter Cookson - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists



When love comes in
And takes you for a spin
Ooh la la la
C'est magnifique
When every night your loved one holds you tight
Oh la la la
C'est magnifique
But when one day your loved one drifts away
Oh la la la
It is so Tragique
But when once more
She whispers je t'adore
C'est magnifique
Ooh la la la
C'est magnifique
Oh la la la
C'est magnifique
But when one day your loved one driffs away
Ooh la la la
It is so tragique
But when once more she whispers je t'adore
C'est magnifique
C'est magnifique

Four Women
Composer(s): Nina Simone; Eunice Waymon
Performer(s): Nina Simone;
and various other artists



My skin is black
My arms are long
My hair is wooly
My back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain
It's been inflicted again and again
What do they call me
My name is aunt sarah
My name is aunt sarah

My skin is yellow
My hair is long
Between two worlds
I do belong
My father was rich and white
He forced my mother late one night
What do they call me
My name is Siffronia
My name is Siffronia

My skin is tan
My hair's alright, it's fine
My hips invite you
And my lips are like wine
Whose little girl am i?
Well yours if you have some money to buy
What do they call me
My name is Sweet Thing
My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown
And my manner is tough
I'll kill the first mother I see
Cos my life has been too rough
I'm awfully bitter these days
Because my parents were slaves
What do they call me
My
Name
Is
Peaches

The Happiest Day Of My Life
Composer(s): Burton Lane - Alan Jay Lerner
Performer(s): Jane Powell



I wake up with the sun each morning
Happy the night's gone by
I wake up and pray each morning
Pray that the day will fly
And then I sit back and smile
And dream of that day when

I'll be standing by your side, my love
The happiest day of my life
How my heart will swell with pride, my love
The happiest day in a lifetime

Then as the last words are spoken
The bells in the steeple will chime
And I will love you so and you will see
It will be for a lifetime

C'est Magique
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



Si leurs "Jaguars" sont au musée
Leurs "Cadillac" sont de l'année
Leurs dessous en soie brodée
Leurs bijoux de chez "Cartier"
Si leurs lentilles sont "bleu-fumé"
Leurs bronzages "hyper-filtrés"
Leurs poitrines sont remontées
Leurs liftings très bien tirés
Ces nouvelles "stars"
Jeunes sur le tard
Sortent de chez moi dépoussiérées
J'leur fais des corps de bébé
C'est magique...
C'est magique...
Un chirurgien
Adroit d'ses mains
Fait des miracles sur les années
J'efface l'emprise du passé
C'est magique...
C'est magique...
Quand viendra votre heure
Devant l'créateur
Sidéré, soufflé
Il dira : J'ai dû m'tromper
J'suis peut-être bon docteur
Mais j'soigne pas les cœurs
Là, j'ai rien trouvé
Je n'sais pas les réparer
Hollywood crève avec ses rêves
Halte aux blondes platinées
Tous dans l'mêm'moule, le mêm'nez
Mêm'sourire, dents étoilées
Au régime sec, à l'eau sans sel
A la vapeur, pas d'sucré
Faut souffrir pour être belle
L'addition est bien salée
Ces nouvelles "stars"
Jeunes sur le tard
Font ma fortune sans m'fatiguer
Frankenstein est dépassé
C'est magique...
C'est magique...
Un chirurgien
Adroit d'ses mains
Fait d'la "money" mieux qu'un banquier
La chirurgie esthétique
C'est magique...
C'est magique...
J'fais maigrir les grosses
D'une vraie j'fais une fausse
J'fais tout avaler
L'important c'est qu'j'sois payé
J'suis peut-être bon docteur
Mais j'soigne pas les cœurs
Là, j'ai rien trouvé
Je n'sais pas les réparer
Ces nouvelles "stars"
Jeunes sur le tard
Sortent de chez moi dépoussiérées
J'leur fais des corps de bébé
C'est magique...
C'est magique...
Un chirurgien
Adroit d'ses mains
Fait d'la "money" mieux qu'un banquier
La chirurgie esthétique
C'est magique...
C'est magique...