The Love Of My Life 
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe



Meg:
At sixteen years I was blue and sad
then father said I should find a lad
So I set out to become a wife
An' found the real love of my life
His name it was Chris, and the last was MacGill
I met him one night pickin' flowers on the hill
He had lots of charm an' a certain kind o' touch
And a certain kind of eagerness that pleased me very much
so there 'neath the moon where romance often springs
I gave him my heart--an' a few other things
I don't know how long that I stayed up on the hill
But the moon had disappeared, and so had Christopher MacGill
So I went home an' I thought I'd die
Till Father said, make another try
So out I went to become a wife
An' found the real love of my life
He came from the lowlands, the lowlands said he
I saw him an' knew he was perfect for me
Jus' one thing that puzzled me an' it always will
Was he told me he had heard about me from his friend MacGill
We quick fell in love an' went down by the creek
The next day he said he'd be back in a week
An' I thought he would, for now how was I to know
That of all the lowland laddies, there was never one as low!
I told my father the awful truth
He said, "What difference? Ye've got your youth"
So out I went mad to be a wife
An' found the real love of my life
Oh, he was a poet, a rhymer was he
He read me some verse he had written for me
He said they would move me, these poems from his pen
An' how right he was, because they moved me right into the glen
We stayed till the dawn came an' lighted the sky
Then I shook his hand an' I bid him good-bye
I never went back, for what I had heard was true
That a poet only writes about the things he cannot do
My pa said, "Look out for men who think
Ye'll be more certain with men who drink"
So out I went to become a wife
An' found the real love of my life
Oh, he was a solier, a fine Highland son
He told me about all the battle he'd won
He wasted his time tellin' me about his might
For one look at him decided me to not put up a fight
We skirmished for hours that night in the glen
an' I found the sword has more might than the pen
But when I was drowsin' I snored to my dismay
An' he thought it was a bugle an' got up an' marched away
Now Pa said, "Daughter, there must be one
Someone who's true, or too old to run"
So I'm still lookin' to be a wife
An' find the real love of my life

Che T'aggia Di'
Composer(s): Adriano Celentano
Performer(s): Mina & Adriana Celentano



Lui: Che t'aggia fa'...
Che t'aggia di'...
tu si bella si bella si bella
ma me decest prima de spusarme
ca tu cucinav bene e invece nu (bip)
hai fatt quann ce simmo spusate
Lei: Teh... ma quann parli te metti pure a
fischia'...
Lui: quale fischio...chi ha fischiato...???
Lei: ho sentito un fischio...
Lui: che t'aggia fa'...
che t'aggia di'...
che t'aggia fa'...
che t'aggia di'...
Lei: Madonna mia e che vuoi fa'...???
Lui: Tu si bella tu si bella, ma te l'aggia fa'...
Lei: che cosa...???
Lui: te lo devo fare...
Lei: che cosa...???
Lui: ti devo fare un bel Paliatone grosso
un Paliatone che neanche quando te
l'ha fatto tuo padre te lo puoi ricordare...
Lei: Teh... e a chi vuoi fa' lu paliatone...???
io prima de spusarme
ero accussi' cundenda
de spusarm co te
pecche' dicevo... penzavo...
chissa' quanda bella notte d'amore
che passava con lui
e invece nu (bip) 

Rain
Composer(s): Madonna; Shep Pettibone
Performer(s): Madonna



I feel it... 
It's coming... 

Rain 
Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 
Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 

When your lips are burning mine 
And you take the time to tell me how you feel 
When you listen to my words 
And I know you've heard, I know it's real 
Rain is what this thunder brings 
For the first time I can hear my heart sing 
Call me a fool but I know I'm not 
I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top 
Till I feel your 

Rain 
Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 
Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 

When you looked into my eyes, and you said goodbye 
Could you see my tears 
When I turned the other way 
Did you hear me say 
I'd wait for all the dark clouds bursting in a perfect sky 
You promised me when you said goodbye 
That you'd return when the storm was done 
And now I'll wait for the light, I'll wait for the sun 
Till I feel your 

Rain 
Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 
Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain 

Here comes the sun... here comes the sun 
And I say... never go away 

Waiting is the hardest thing 
(It's strange I feel like I've known you before)
I tell myself that if I believe in you 
(And I want to understand you)
In the dream of you 
(More and more)
With all my heart and all my soul 
(When I'm with you)
That by sheer force of will 
(I feel like a magical child)
I will raise you from the ground 
(Everything's strange)
And without a sound you'll appear 
(Everything's wild)
And surrender to me 
To love 

Rain is what the thunder brings 
For the first time I can hear my heart sing 
Call me a fool but I know I'm not 
I'm gonna stand out here on the mountain top 
Till I feel your 

Rain 
I feel it... 
It's coming... 
Your love's coming down like 
Rain... 

I'll stand out on the mountain top 
Until I hear you call 
My name 

Rain...

The Love Nest
Composer(s): Louis A. Hirsch - Otto A. Harbach
Performer(s): George Burns & Gracie Allen
and multiple other artists



Many builders there have been
Since the world began
Palace, cottage, mansion, inn
They have built for man
Some were small and some were tall
Long or wide or low
But the best one of them all
Jack built long ago
’Twas built in bygone days
Yet millions sing its praise

Just a love nest
Cozy with charm
Like a dove nest
Down on a farm
A veranda with some sort of clinging vine
Then a kitchen where some rambler roses twine
Then a small room
Tea set of blue
Best of all, room
Dream room for two
Better than a palace with a gilded dome
Is a love nest
You can call home

Building houses still goes on
Now as well as then
Ancient Jack and Jill are gone
Yet return again
Ever comes the question old
Shall we build for pride
Or shall brick and mortar hold
Warmth and love inside?
The answer you may know
Jack solved it long ago

Che Sarà
Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Nicola Greco - Franco Migliacci - Carlo Pes
First release by: Ricchi E Poveri - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Aldrig Mer (Hootenanny Singers)
1972 - Qui Saura (Mike Brant)



Paese mio che stai sulla collina
disteso come un vecchio addormentato
la noia, l'abbandono, il niente son la tua malattia
paese mio ti lascio io vado via

Che sarà, che sarà, che sarà
Che sarà della mia vita chi lo sa
So far tutto o forse niente, da domani si vedrà
e sarà, sarà quel che sarà

Gli amici miei son quasi tutti via
e gli altri partiranno dopo me
Peccato perché stavo bene in loro compagnia
ma tutto passa, tutto se ne và

Che sarà, che sarà, che sarà
Che sarà della mia vita chi lo sa
Con me porto la chitarra e se la notte piangerò
una nenia di paese suonerò

Amore mio ti bacio sulla bocca
che fu la fonte del mio primo amor
ti do L'appuntamento dove e quando non lo so
ma so soltanto che ritornerò

Che sarà, che sarà………

Rain
Composer(s): José Feliciano; Hilda Feliciano
Performer(s): José Feliciano



Listen to the pouring rain
listen to it pour
And with every drop of rain
You know I love you more

Let it rain all night long
let my love for you go strong
as long as we`re together
who cares about the weather?

Listen to the falling rain
listen to it fall
and with every drop of rain
I can hear you call
call my name right out loud
I can here above the clouds
and I`m here among the puddles
you and I together huddle

Listen to the falling rain
listen to it fall

It`s raining
it`s pouring
The old man is snoring
went to bad
and bumped his head
he couldn`t get up in the morning

Listen to the falling rain
listen to the rain

The Love Machine
Composer(s): Gerald Nelson - Fred Burch - Chuck Taylor
Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Gerald Nelson



Step right up to the love machine
You may get lucky when you zap a dream
Let the wheel go round, round and round
You may win that girl you've never found

She may be Suzy or Maybelline
She could be Cathy or Angeline
Let the wheel go round, round and round
Try your luck right now on the love machine

We're just a bunch of salty sailors
One thing on our mind
Takin' a chance on this machine
Maybe love we'll find
She maybe tall she maybe short
She may be wide
But Lady Luck stop that wheel
On 38-24-35
Step up, whose next in line
This love machine don't waste no time

Let the wheel go round, round and round
What will your fortune be on the love machine
All right

We're just a bunch of salty sailors
One thing on our mind
Takin' a chance on this machine
Maybe love we'll find
She maybe tall she maybe short
She may be wide
But Lady Luck stop that wheel
On 38-24-35
Step up, whose next in line
This love machine don't waste no time

Let the wheel go round and round and round
And round and round and round and round
What will your fortune be on the love machine

What will your fortune be on the love machine

Che M'importa Del Mondo
Composer(s): Franco Migliacci - Luis Bacalov
First release by: Rita Pavone - 1964



Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
Non guardarmi se piango
è la gioia che sento in me
non c'è cosa più grande
dell'amore mio per te

Fà che questo momento
amore mio
duri tutta la vita
amore, amore
Stringimi forte
amore, amore
a te

Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
Che m'importa del mondo
se tu sei con me

Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uo uo uo uo uoooo
Rita:
Amore, amore
Coro:
Uo uooooooooooooo

Rita:
Che m'importa del mondo
quando tu sei vicino a me
io non chiedo più niente al cielo
se mi lascia te
che m'importa del mondo
se tu sei con me
se tu sei con me
se tu sei
con meeeeeeeee

Rain
Composer(s): Eugene Ford
Performer(s): Dean Martin;
and various other artists



(Rain, rain, don't go away)
(Rain, rain, don't go away)

Rain, let us cuddle while the rain
Pitter patters on the pane
And we're alone
A chance to while away the dreary afternoon
The lovely peaceful afternoon
So no one can see us

Rain (don't go away), it's so cosy in the rain (don't go away)
There's no reason to complain
If she's with you
You hold her hand and then
It's ten to one you'll kiss her
In the rain, rain, rain

Rain it's so cosy in the rain (pitter patter on the pane)
There's no reason to complain
If she's with you
You hold her hand and then
It's ten to one you'll kiss her
In the rain (rain), rain (rain), rain (rain)
Rain, rain, rain

The Love I Never Had
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert - Brian Potter
Performer(s): Tavares



Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it...

You've been coming home a little later
And you never feel like saying where you've been
You know I tried to make some conversation
But I guess the things I say are wearin' thin
You never needed me, I only see it now
But I can live alone, girl you taught me how
And I wish that I could say I'm gonna feel so sad
(gonna feel so sad)
But I just can't miss the love I never had

Never gonna miss it
The love I never had
Never gonna miss it...

When I was reachin' out you didn't want me
But at least I know I gave it one good try
(didn't I, didn't I give it one good try?)
Gonna pack my bags then I'll be leavin'
You don't have to stay around to say goodbye
Oh any fool can see it's over and it's done
It really ended girl, before it had begun
And I wish that I could say I'm gonna take it bad
Oh so bad, so bad
But I just can't miss the love I never had

(Never gonna miss it)
Oh and I wish that I could say I'm gonna feel so sad, so sad
(gonna feel so sad)
But I just can't miss the love I never had

Never gonna miss it...
The love I never had 

Che Mai Farò 
((Adapted from: Et Maintenant (French Version) (Gilbert Bécaud) - 1961))
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë - Michele Straniero
Performer(s): Milva - 1961

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - What Now, My Love? (Shirley Bassey with Nelson Riddle and His Orch.)
1963 - Endnu En Dag (Poul Bundgaard)
1965 - Er Rest Mij Niets (Corry Brokken)
1965 - Et Maintenant (Spanish Version) (Raphael)
1979 - Hva' Nu, Min Ven? (Peter Belli)
1981 - Wat Moet Ik Doen (Will Tura)



Senza di te
Che posso fare
Di tutto il tempo
Che mi resterà
Di tanta gente
Indifferente
Che ne faro
Tu no ci sei piu 

Di tante notti
Perché, per chi
E del mattino
Che ancor tornerà
Di questo cuore
Che troppo forte
Batte per chi
Perché 

Senza di te
Che posso fare
Nel vuoto che
Mi ciconderà
Mi resterà
La terra e il mare
Ma senza te
Ben poco sarà

Amici no
Lasciate star
Sapete pure
Che cos'é il mio mal
E la città
Con la sua folla
Non è che noia
Per me 

Senza di te
Che posso fare
Urlare per
Esser viva ancor
Le notti intere
Voglio bruciare
E al mattino
Ridero di me 

Poi una notte
Mi specchiero
E scorgero
La fine per me
Non un fiore 
Nessun dolore 
Quando me 
Ane andro 

Anche il dolor
Sarà finito
Tutto finito
Sarà

Railroads And Riverboats
Composer(s): Jim Croce; Ingrid Croce
Performer(s): Jim Croce



The railroads, and the riverboats
that bred the mighty man
That we read about, and we dream about
The men who built this land
And the farmers and the lumbermen and the men who worked the mills
And the poor hard working miners
Who died inside the hills

While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her

And the immigrants, by the boat load, in a dozen different tones
Sang of freedom, in the new land
Climbed the ladder rung by rung
Some to Boston, some to Pittsburg, Philidelphia and St. Paul
And the old ways, led to new days
They were welcome one and all

While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her

With the railroads, and the riverboats, and the bread lines far behind
And the days we sang together
Long gone but still in mind
And the men who, came before us, men who brought us to today
And the story, still unravels, from the dreams of yesterday

While the rivers that flow
Are the blood of our land
And the trucks they keep rumbling
On the great concrete band
And the railroads keep pushing
To be all they once were
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her
And nature is calling
No one's listening to her

The Love I Lost
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble - Leon Huff
First release by: Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes - 1973



I can remember planning
Building my whole world around you
And I can remember hoping
That you and I could make it on through
But something went wrong
We loved each other
We just couldn't get along
Take a good look at me
I'm in misery, can't you see

The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost (the love I lost)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh

I can't remember nothing, no no
But the good times we used to share
I'm so sad and lonely
Without you my life is so dead
I'm sorry to say
You go your way and I'll go my way
It hurts deep inside
The day we said goodbye, but

The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again (I'll never love again)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh ooh ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again

The love, the love I lost, ooh
The love, the love I lost

The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was a sweet love (it was a sweet love)
The love I lost (the love, the love I lost)
Was complete love (it was complete love)
The love I lost ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again (I'll never love again)
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again ooh ooh ooh ooh
I will never (never) no no never
(Never) love again

Che Cosa Resterà Di Me ((aka Che Cosa Resta (Franco Battiato - 1999))
((Adapted from: Que Reste-T-Il De Nos Amours? (Charles Trenet) - 1942))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - Léo Chauliac - Franco Battiato
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi - 1988

Versions In Other Languages:
1957 - I Wish You Love (Keely Smith)
1977 - Ce-A Mai Iramas? (Alla Baianova)



Lo sai che più s'invecchia 
più affiorano ricordi lontanissimi 
come se fosse ieri 
mi vedo a volte in braccio a mia madre 
e sento ancora i teneri commenti di mio padre
I pranzi le domeniche dai nonni 
le voglie e le esplosioni irrazionali 
i primi passi, gioie e dispiaceri
La prima goccia bianca che spavento 
e che piacere strano 
e un innamoramento senza senso 
per legge naturale a quell'età 
I primi accordi su di un organo da chiesa in sacrestia 
ed un dogmatico rispetto 
per le istituzioni

Che cosa resterà di me 
del transito terrestre 
di tutte le impressioni 
che ho avuto in questa vita

Mi piacciono le scelte passionali 
quella saggezza pratica che si tramanda il popolo 
adoro quando sto lontano qualche settimana 
quell'atmosfera che ritrovo ritornando qui in Emilia 
figlio di un pensiero rosso e partigiano
Di recente ho qualche fremito diverso sul creato
Anch'io a guardarmi bene vivo da millenni 
e vengo dritto dalla civiltà più alta dei Sumeri 
dall'arte cuneiforme degli scribi 
e dormo spesso dentro a un sacco a pelo 
perché non voglio perdere i contatti con la terra

Che cosa resterà di me 
del transito terrestre 
di tutte le impressioni 
che ho avuto in questa vita

Che cosa resterà di noi 
del transito terrestre 
di tutte le impressioni 
che abbiamo in questa vita

Railroad Lady
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Jerry Jeff Walker
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett;
and various other artists



She's a railroad lady 
Just a little bit shady 
Spendin' her days on the trains 
She's a semi-good looker 
But the fast rails they took 'er 
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again 

South Station in Boston 
To the freightyards of Austin 
From the Florida sunshine 
To the New Orleans rain 
Now that the rail p.a.c.s.
Has taken the best tracks 
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again 

She's a railroad lady 
Just a little bit shady 
Spendin' her life on a train 
Once a pullman car traveller 
Now the brakeman won't have 'er 
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again 

Once a high ballin' loner 
He thought he could own 'er 
Bought her a fur and a big diamond ring 
She hocked 'em for cold cash 
Left town on the Wabash 
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home way back then 

But the rails are now rusty 
The dinin' car's dusty 
Gold plated watches have taken their toll 
Yeah the railroads are dyin' 
And the lady she's cryin' 
On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal 

She's a railroad lady 
Just a little bit shady 
Spendin' her life on a train 
She's a semi-good looker 
But the fast rails they took 'er 
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again 

Yes on a bus to Kentucky and home once again

The Lost Chord
Composer(s): Arthur Sullivan - Adelaide Anne Proctor
Performer(s): Enrico Caruso
and multiple other artists



Seated one day at the organ
I was weary and ill at ease
And my fingers wander'd idly over the noisy keys
I know not what I was playing
Or what I was dreaming then
But I struck one chord of music
Like the sound of a great amen
Like the sound of a great amen

It flooded the crimson twilight
Like the close of an angel's psalm
And it lay on my fever'd spirit
With a touch of infinite calm
It quieted pain and sorrow
Like love overcoming strife,
It seem'd the harmonious echo from our discordant life
It link'd all perplexed meanings
Into one perfect peace, and trembled away into silence
As if it were loath to cease

I have sought, but I seek vainly
That one lost chord divine
Which came from the soul of the organ
And enter'd into mine
It may be death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again
It maybe that only in heav'n
I shall hear that grand amen

Che C'è
Performer(s): Antonello Venditti



Che c'è
è ritornato il sole dentro me
e l'aria è più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo

Che c'è
che bella 'sta giornata insieme a te
di lacrime e di gioia come se
tutta la vita che speravi è qui per te
e non ti manca niente al mondo
Il tempo ci ritrova qui ancora un'altra volta
i nostri cuori unisoni legati un'altra volta
per te che ci fai liberi ovunque al mondo siamo
in ogni giorno che vorrai io griderò ti amo

Perché
sognavo questa Roma e Roma c'è
e l'aria e' più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo

E il tempo ci ritrova qui ancora un'altra volta
i nostri cuori unisoni cantare un'altra volta
per te che ci fai liberi ovunque al mondo siamo
in ogni giorno che vorrai io griderò ti amo

Che c'è
è ritornato il sole dentro me
e l'anima è leggera come se
tutto l'amore che cercavi adesso c'è
e non ti manca niente al mondo

Perché
sognavo questa Roma e Roma c'è
e l'aria e' più leggera come se
tutto l'amore che speravi è qui per te
e non ti manca niente al mondo

Che c'è

Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Composer(s): Lewis F. Muir; 
Maurice Abrahams; Grant Clarke
Performer(s): Jo Stafford;
and various other artists



Out in Arizona where the bad men are
And the only friend to guide you is an Eve'ning star
The roughest toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy Joe
Got his name from singing to the cows and sheep
Ev'ry night they say he sings the herd to sleep
In a basso rich and deep
Crooning soft and low 

He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater
How they run, when they hear that fellow's gun
Because the Western folks all know
He's a high-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe

Dressed up ev'ry Sunday in his Sunday clothes
He beats it for the village where he always goes
And ev'ry girl in town is Joe's
'Cause he's a ragtime bear
When he starts a spieling on the dance hall floor
No one but a lunatic would start a war
Wise men know his forty four
Makes men dance for fair

He always sings, raggy music to the cattle
As he swings, back and forward in the saddle
On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited
And there's such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater
How they run, when they hear that fellow's gun
Because the Western folks all know
He's a high-faluting scooting, shooting son-of-a-gun from Arizona
Ragtime Cow Boy Joe

The Lord's Prayer 
Composer(s): Albert Hay Malotte
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



Our Father, which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy Name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done in earth
As it is in heaven

Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our debts
As we forgive our debtors
(As we forgive those who trespass against us)

And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever (and ever)
Amen

Che Bella Gente ((aka Quelli Là (Duilio Del Prete) - 2002))
((Adapted from: Ces Gens-Là (Jacques Brel) - 1966))
Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Herbert Pagani
Performer(s): Giorgio Gaber - 1971

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - Dat Soort Volk (Liesbeth List)
1970 - Dit Slag Volk (Herman van Veen)
2001 - People Such As These (The Walkabouts)



Sì avvocato, lei mi parla così della provincia perché non li conosce 
Lei non sa mica come è fatta questa gente qua 
Lo vede quello là, sì quello col testone

lui che a quest’ora qua non sa già più il suo nome
un nome rispettato, la casa sulla piazza
mai che abbia lavorato, arriva qui ogni sera
e inchioda il suo sedere davanti a un tavolino
e affoga nel barbera
Poi quando vien mattino te lo ritrovi dove?
Ma in chiesa sissignore, dritto come una scopa
con l’occhio d’affogato va far la comunione
per smaltire il vino

Mi creda avvocato che quel verme lì non pensa mica sa? No!
Prega!

E poi c’è il fratellino, un "temperapennini"
ragioniere al catasto, incassa bustarelle
distribuisce inchini, peggio d’un dente guasto
pensi che s’è sposato con una mezza gobba
solo perché ha la dote, ma non gli basta mai
Col suo bel cappellino, col suo bel cappottino
col suo bel "seicentino" fa pure lo strozzino!
Non manca una funzione, deve tenere d’occhio
sessanta debitori che lui tiene in ginocchio

Mi creda avvocato che quel fetente là non prega mica sa?
Frega!

E poi ci sono gli altri, la madre sempre muta
che macina golfini e il padre possidente
che è morto scivolando sul pavimento a cera
Da una cornice nera come da una finestra
osserva tutto il gregge che mangia la minestra
e senti fare ‘Chhiu-Chhiu’, e senti fare ‘Chhiu-Chhiu’
E poi c’è la bisnonna che trema ma non muore
le contano le ore e invocano il momento
di chiudere la bara e aprire il testamento

Mi creda avvocato ai funerali di quella gente lì mica si canta sa? 
No, ah, ah, no!
Si conta!

E poi, e poi, e poi
c’è Margherita che è bella come il sole
e lei non ha idea del bene che mi vuole
se ne ama addirittura una casa nostra
è piena di finestre e quasi niente mura
e dentro solo noi a ridere di gioia
la cosa è già sicura, solo che c’è una noia
la sua famiglia è contro,la sua famiglia è contro

Ce l’hanno su con me, mi danno del pezzente
mi danno del barbone, e già per quella gente
è meglio un delinquente ma con la posizione
e anche se la figlia sembra differente
è nata ed è cresciuta in quel ambiente

Da un mese a questa parte la tengono al guinzaglio
e quando ci incontriamo gli occhi di lei mi fissano
e sembra che mi dica che un giorno fuggirà
che mi raggiungerà e allora in quel momento
allora io le credo avvocato ma solo in quel momento
perché da quelle case là nessuno scappa mai!

Ha capito avvocato? Da lì non si va via!
Oh come è tardi! Mi scusi, io torno a casa mia…