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  • 20-01-1977
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    The Yam
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin
    Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers
    and multiple other artists



    Any Yams today? Any Yams today?

    Come on and hear the Yam and cry
    "Any Yam today?"
    The sweet potatoes that he'll fry
    Will be Yam today

    The little step that you see him do
    With every yam that he sells to you
    Is something that you ought to try
    Come and yam today!

    Come get what I've got
    It will hit the spot
    Get your sweet and hot
    Yam....

    Raise your hand and sway
    Like you hold a tray
    When you're on your way
    Yam....

    Come on shake your depression
    And let's have a yam session
    There's that long note, one-two-three
    Yam...

    Every orchestra
    In America
    Will be doing the
    Yam...

    I didn't come to do the Charleston
    I didn't come to ball the jack
    I didn't come to do the Suzie Q
    Or do the bottom they call black

    I didn't come to do big apple
    I didn't come to do the shag
    But honey here I am to do the yam
    Because the yam is in the bag



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    Comprendre
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    Je t'apprendrai l'eau la lumière
    L'arbre la source le torrent
    Le secret des vignes des pierres
    Le bruit du vent
    Toi tu m'apprendras la panthère
    Le chat le renard et l'oiseau
    Le cri blessé du solitaire
    Loin du troupeau
    Nous apprendrons à voir les choses
    Et leur pourquoi et leur comment
    J'aurai l'innocence des roses
    Toi des enfants

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    Le monde aujourd'hui

    Tu m'apprendras tes yeux de fleur
    Tes bras colliers tes hanches flammes
    Ton rêve abeille et crève-coeur
    Ton rire femme
    Je serai l'ombre qui te suit
    Cette part toujours en nous-mêmes
    Qui se dérobe à l'autre et fuit
    Ce que l'on aime
    Nous apprendrons à nous connaître
    En jetant bas les interdits
    Je serai la fenêtre ouverte
    Et toi la nuit

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    Ce qui nous unit

    Nous conjuguerons l'avenir
    À chaque instant présent dans toi
    En partageant le vin le rire
    Avec ceux-là
    Qui vivent plus haut que leurs songes
    Qui haïssent la solitude
    Qui chassent l'ombre et le mensonge
    Des habitudes
    Nous apprendrons à voir le monde
    Avec ces hommes d'aujourd'hui
    Dont les rêves aux nôtres se fondent
    À l'infini

    Comprendre
    La fleur et le fruit
    Comprendre
    L'homme d'aujourd'hui



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Rosana
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    Ya te estoy recordando, Rosana
    aunque no te hayas ido
    el lucero que brilla mañana
    es lo que te he querido
    Ya te estoy recordando, elegida
    como un reo en la sombra
    resucita el color de la vida
    lo acaricia y lo nombra

    Ni un centavo te cuesta este beso
    pues mi alma lo paga
    Sólo espero lo mismo por eso
    hasta el fin de la saga
    Cuando escriban la vida los buenos
    al final vencedores
    se sabrá que no usamos veneno
    como aroma de flores

    Brotará de la sangre ternura
    inocencia y espejos
    donde irán a correr travesuras
    nuevos niños y viejos
    Servirá de señal cada huella
    de las horas felices
    Se sabrá tanto de las estrellas
    como de cicatrices

    Y el camino que emprendas, Rosana
    será mejor a veces
    porque en otros momentos, cubana
    tu llorarás con creces
    Ya te vas
    Yo no me quedo y no atino
    a saber qué ha pasado
    Sólo sé que, por causa o destino
    ya no estas a mi lado




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    19-01-1977
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    Comprami Un Juke-Box ((French Version: Achète Moi Un Juke-Box (by Dalida)) Composer(s): Georges Garvarentz - Clement Nicholas Performer(s): Dalida



    Amo andare a scuola e mi piace studiar
    Alla sera invece veglio solo ballar
    E questa mia passione non la so dominar
    Percio' non dir di no

    Oh oh papà!
    Vorrei avere un juke-box
    Oh oh oh papà!
    Ti prego comprami un juke-box
    Se mi accontenti io ti prometto
    Che d'ora in poi non usciro' mai più
    Staro' buonissima a a fare i compiti
    E ascoltero' Peppino, Dallara e Celentano

    E e Dalida!
    Macchè, macchè ballar
    Dalida!
    Che strana novita
    Dalida!
    Che c'entra quella là

    Oh oh papà
    Vorrei avere un juke-box
    Oh oh oh papà
    Ti prego comprami un juke-box
    C'è tanto posto non ti agitare
    Lo metterai a fianco del buffet
    Cramato e lucido fa soprammobile
    E poi ti dà, Peppino, Dallara e Celentano

    E e Dalida!
    Peppino di Capri
    Dalida!
    Dallara e Celentano
    Dalida!
    Senti questi qu'à

    Invitero un po di gente a ballar
    Qualche rock qualche twist
    E forse anche tu mi aiuterai a spostar
    Il tavolo il tappeto la TV

    Oh oh papà
    Vorrei avere un juke-box
    Oh oh oh papà
    Ti prego comprami un juke-box
    Tu spendi meno se resto in casa
    E in quanto a me lo ci guadagnero'
    Perchè gli amici miei
    Dovranno' gettonar per ascoltar
    Peppino, Dallara e Celentano

    E e Dalida!
    Ma non hanno capito niente
    Dalida!
    E come glielo spieghero
    Dalida!
    Ma in fondo perchè no



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    18-01-1977
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    Completely Sweet
    Composer(s): Eddie Cochran; Jerry Capehart
    Performer(s): Eddie Cochran



    Well completely sweet that's my baby
    Completely sweet, I don't mean maybe
    Well completely sweet that's my baby
    Completely sweet, I don't mean maybe
    And I love her more 'n' more each day
    She's so completely sweet

    Well a-just like a-honey, that the bees bring in
    Mmm, a-just like a honey, that the bees bring in
    Mmm, I get my sugar, when I kiss her on the chin

    Well the sugar in my coffee, well the sugar in my tea
    Well the sugar in my coffee, mmmm the sugar in my tea
    Mmm, they both taste better, with a sugar on my knee



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    Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band



    Spread out now Rosie doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
    You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game
    You pick up Little Dynamite I'm gonna pick up Little Gun
    And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run
    You don't have to call me lieutenant Rosie and I don't want to be your son
    The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little girl's tongue and

    Rosie you're the one
    Dynamite's in the belfry playin' with the bats
    Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
    Papa's on the corner waitin' for the bus
    Mama she's home in the window waitin' up for us
    She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
    `cause you know we ain't gonna come
    I ain't here for business, I'm only here for fun

    Rosalita jump a little lighter, senorita come sit by my fire
    I just want to be your lover ain't no liar, Rosalita you're my stone desire

    Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie you know they're gonna be there
    Ah sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billie they'll be comin' up for air
    We're gonna play some pool skip some school act real cool
    Stay out all night it's gonna feel alright
    Rosie come out tonight, Rosie come out tonight
    Windows are for cheaters chimneys for the poor
    Closets are for hangers winners use the door

    Rosalita jump a little...

    Now I know your mama she don't like me `cause I play in a rock and roll band
    And I know your daddy he don't dig me but he never did understand
    Papa lowered the boom he locked you in your room
    I'm comin' to lend a hand
    I'm comin' to liberate you confiscate you I want to be your man
    Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny
    But now you're sad your mama's mad
    And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money
    Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
    Because a record company Rosie just gave me a big advance

    My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy
    My machine she's a dud out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
    Hold on tight stay up all night `cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong
    By the time we meet the morning light I will hold you in my arms
    I know a pretty little place in Southern California down San Diego way
    There's a little cafe where they play guitars all night and day
    You can hear them in the back room strummin'
    So hold tight baby `cause don't you know daddy's comin'

    Rosalita jump a little...




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    17-01-1977
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    The Writing On The Wall
    Performer(s): Lene Lovich



    The writing's on the subway wall
    I'm sorry that I never called
    I, I never phoned
    or wrote to you
    It's silly 'cause
    I wanted to

    Oh yes, the subway wall
    sadly seems to say it all
    It's my mistake, I know that now
    a bit too late to cry...

    You're somewhere else
    with someone else
    and here am I, all by myself
    An empty wall, and empty me
    I write the things that should've been

    I tell the world how much I care
    and miss the one
    that isn't there
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    Oh - The writing on the wall...

    The writing's on the subway wall
    and give or take a year or so
    someone will come
    and rub it out
    delete the words
    that hurt my heart

    Oh yes, there will remain
    a little hurt, a little stain
    the memory can still be read
    upon the wall
    inside my head

    Oh - The writing on the wall
    (right on)
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    (write on)
    Oh - The writing on the wall
    Oh - The writing on the wall...



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    Complete Control
    Composer(s): Topper Headon; Paul Simonon; Joe Strummer; Michael Geoffrey Jones
    First release by: The Clash - 1977
    Covered by multiple other artists



    They said release 'Remote Control'
    But we didn't want it on the label
    They said, "Fly to Amsterdam"
    The people laughed but the press went mad

    Ooh ooh ooh someone's really smart
    Ooh ooh ooh complete control, that's a laugh

    On the last tour my mates couldn't get in
    I'd open up the back door but they'd get run out again
    At every hotel we was met by the Law
    Come for the party - come to make sure!

    Ooh ooh ooh have we done something wrong?
    Ooh ooh ooh complete control, even over this song

    They said we'd be artistically free
    When we signed that bit of paper
    They meant let's make a lotsa mon-ee
    An' worry about it later

    Ooh ooh ooh I'll never understand
    Ooh ooh ooh complete control - lemme see your other hand!

    All over the news spread fast
    They're dirty, they're filthy
    They ain't gonna last!

    This is Joe Public speaking
    I'm controlled in the body, controlled in the mind

    Total
    C-o-n control - that means you!



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    Rosalita
    Composer(s): Åge Aleksandersen
    Performer(s): Åge Aleksandersen & Mikael Wiehe



    Når du ser på mæ
    fra en TV-skjerm
    Når di avmakt og redsel
    når mæ her hjemme
    Når et ansikt, et menneskebarn
    trenge sæ frem
    Æ vil glemme
    Æ vil glemme
    Æ vil glemme
    Och när du upplever världen som
    iskall och stor
    Ska jag stå upp och sloss
    för deg älskade bror
    Jag skal skydda deg
    mot orättvis och vold
    Aldrig glömma
    Aldrig glömma
    Aldrig glömma

    Det e ingen som vil dæ te livs no i natt
    Du e ei stjerne, en konge
    Du eie en skatt
    Du e liten, men stor
    Du e størst på vår jord
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Du e ei stjerne, en konge
    Du eie en skatt
    Og vi passe på dæ i natt

    Samisk tekst
    Go du morašlaš calmmit deivet mu
    Go don oððasiin siivudit muitalat
    Olbmománná
    Mo heive
    Mun jurddašan
    Mun in hálit, in hálit gullat
    Mutho dieðán in sáhte lovpetge
    Go mus oappát
    Ja vieljat mu dárbbašit
    De vaikko máilbmi garas
    ja balddonas leaš
    in áiggo goassige ciehkádit gal

    Det finns ingen som hotar ditt liv här i natt
    Du är en stjärna, en kung
    För du äger en skatt
    Du är liten, men enda
    det största som finns på jorden

    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Ni är stenar som gnistrar i
    främtidens skatt
    Och vi skyddar er alla nu i natt

    Når verden høgg tak i mæ
    kald og stor
    Vil æ reis mæ å sloss
    for kvar søster og bror
    Æ ska vær der på vakt
    imot urett og vold
    Aldri glemme
    Aldri glemme
    Aldri glemme

    Behind the barbed-wired fences
    the sun’s going down
    You’re eating your ration
    sitting on the ground
    You’ve stopped counting the days
    till you’ll get away
    as the smoke from the campfire
    put tears in your eyes
    I know that you know
    there will come a time
    when the wheels of fortune
    will spin the other way around
    You shall not have lost
    your childhood in vain
    for the sake of the fanatical
    greedy, insaine

    Det e ingen som vil dæ te livs no i natt
    Du e ei stjerne, en konge
    Du eie en skatt
    Du e liten, men stor
    Du e størst på vår jord
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Ni är stenar som gnistrar i
    främtidens skatt
    Så vi skyddar er alla nu i natt

    Det e ingen som vil dæ te livs no i natt
    Du e ei stjerne, en konge
    Du eie en skatt
    Du e liten, men stor
    Du e størst på vår jord
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Rosalita, Natasja, Ailo og Hans
    Du e ei stjerne, en konge
    Du eie en skatt
    Vi ska passe på dæ i natt




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    16-01-1977
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    Wreck On The Highway
    Composer(s): Dorsey Dixon
    Performer(s): Roy Acuff



    Who did you say it was brother?
    Who was it fell by the way?
    When whiskey and blood run together
    Did you hear anyone pray?

    I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother
    I didn't hear nobody pray
    I heard the crash on the highway
    But, I didn't hear nobody pray

    When I heard the crash on the highway
    I knew what it was from the start
    I went to the scene of destruction
    And a picture was stamped on my heart

    There was whiskey and blood all together
    Mixed with glass where they lay
    Death played her hand in destruction
    But I didn't hear nobody pray

    I wish I could change this sad story
    That I am now telling you
    But there is no way I can change it
    For somebody's life is now through

    Their soul has been called by the Master
    They died in a crash on the way
    And I heard the groans of the dying
    But, I didn't hear nobody pray

    I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother
    I didn't hear nobody pray
    I heard the crash on the highway
    But, I didn't hear nobody pray



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    Complainte Pour Ste-Catherine
    Composer(s): Philippe Tatartcheff; Anna McGarrigle
    First release by: Kate & Anna McGarrigle - 1975
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Moi j' me promène sous Ste-Catherine
    J' profite de la chaleur du métro
    Je n' me regarde pas dans les vitrines
    Quand il fait trente en-dessous d' zéro

    Y a longtemps qu'on fait d' la politique
    Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

    Je ne me sens pas intrépide
    Quand il fait fret j' fais pas du ski
    J'ai pas d' motel aux Laurentides
    Le samedi c'est l' soir du hockey

    Y a longtemps qu'on fait d' la politique
    Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

    Faut pas croire que j' suis une imbécile
    Parce que j' chauffe pas une convertible
    La gloire c'est pas mal inutile
    Au prix du gaz c'est trop pénible

    Y a longtemps qu'on fait d' la politique
    Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

    On est tous frères pis ça s'adonne
    Qu'on a toujours eu du bon temps
    Parce qu'on reste sur la terre des hommes
    Même les femmes et les enfants

    Y a longtemps qu'on fait d' la politique
    Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

    Croyez pas qu'on est pas chrétiens
    Le dimanche on promène son chien

    La la la...



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    Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
    Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
    Performer(s): Bobby Bare



    It's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café
    The onions are fryin', the neon is bright
    And the jukebox is startin' to play
    And the sign on the wall says
    In God we trust
    All others have to pay
    And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    The short-order cook with the Momma tattoo
    He's a'turnin' them hamburgers slow
    "Eggs over easy, whole wheat down
    D' y'all want that coffee to go?"
    He never once dreamed as a rodeo star
    That he'd wind up here today
    At two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    There's a tall, skinny girl in the booth in the back
    Wearin' jeans and a secondhand fur
    She's been to the doctor, then called up a man
    And now wonders just where she can turn
    She stares at her coffee, then looks toward the ceiling
    But, Lord, it's a strange place to pray
    At two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    There's a guy in a tux and he stands in the corner
    Feedin' the jukebox his dimes
    He just had a woman and thought that he'd bought her
    But found he'd just rented some time
    And he couldn't sleep, so he come back to see
    If anyone else wants to play
    At two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    There's an old dollar bill in a frame on the wall
    The first one that Rose ever made
    It was once worth a dollar a long time ago
    But, like Rose, it's beginnin' to fade
    She's back of the register, dreamin' of someone
    And how things'd be if he'd stayed
    But it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    The stoop-shouldered man and his frizzy-haired woman
    It's strange how their eyes never meet
    He's playin' the pinball, she's fixin' the blanket
    Of the baby asleep on the seat
    And he's out of work and she's puttin' on weight
    And, hell, they never did had too much to say
    And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    The waitress Darlene, she sits at the counter
    Paintin' her fingernails blue
    And the short-order cook, he yells, "Move it or lose it
    And pick up an order of stew"
    But someday a rich, handsome man will walk in
    And carry her far, far away
    From two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    The shaggy-haired hippie, he's finished his meal
    And he's countin' the change in his jeans
    Burger and coffee are 85 cents
    And he's only got 23
    He smiles at Rose and she winks back at him
    But, Lord, that's a high price to pay
    At two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café

    The baby-faced sailor, he leans on the phone
    And dials the number again
    While the guy in the tux tells the girl in the jeans
    'Bout the wonderful places he's been
    Then the wino comes in off the street and starts shoutin'
    'Bout fortunes that he threw away
    And Rosalie's askin' the shaggy-haired hippie
    If he's got a warm place to stay
    And the short-order cook takes a five from the till
    While Rosalie's lookin' away
    And the onions keep fryin', the neon is bright
    And the jukebox continues to play
    And it's two in the mornin' on Saturday night
    At Rosalie's Good Eats Café




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    15-01-1977
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    The Wreck Of The Old '97 ((aka The Wreck On The Southern Old 97 (Henry Whitter) - 1924))
    ((Adapted from: The Ship That Never Return'd (Henry Clay Work) - 1865))
    Composer(s): Henry Clay Work - Henry Whitter
    Performer(s): Eddy Arnold - 1959
    and multiple other artists



    They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
    Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time
    This is not Thirty-Eight, but it's old Ninety-Seven
    You must put her in Spencer on time"

    Then he looked 'round and said to his black greasy fireman
    "Just shovel in a little more coal
    And when we cross that white oak mountain
    You can watch old Ninety-Seven roll"

    It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
    In a line on a three mile grade
    It was on that grade where he lost his airbrakes
    So you see what a jump he made

    He was goin' down grade makin' ninety miles an hour
    And his whistle broke into a scream
    He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle
    And scalded to death by the steam

    Now, ladies, you must all take warning
    From this time on and learn
    Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband
    He may leave you and never return



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    Complainte De Pablo Neruda
    Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
    Performer(s): Jean Ferrat



    Je vais dire la légende
    De celui qui s'est enfui
    Et fait les oiseaux des Andes
    Se taire au coeur de la nuit

    Le ciel était de velours
    Incompréhensiblement
    Le soir tombe et les beaux jours
    Meurent on ne sait comment

    Comment croire comment croire
    Au pas pesant des soldats
    Quand j'entends la chanson noire
    De Don Pablo Neruda

    Lorsque la musique est belle
    Tous les hommes sont égaux
    Et l'injustice rebelle
    Paris ou Santiago

    Nous parlons même langage
    Et le même chant nous lie
    Une cage est une cage
    En France comme au Chili

    Comment croire comment croire
    Au pas pesant des soldats
    Quand j'entends la chanson noire
    De Don Pablo Neruda

    Sous le fouet de la famine
    Terre terre des volcans
    Le gendarme te domine
    Mon vieux pays araucan

    Pays double où peuvent vivre
    Des lièvres et des pumas
    Triste et beau comme le cuivre
    Au désert d'Atacama

    Comment croire comment croire
    Au pas pesant des soldats
    Quand j'entends la chanson noire
    De Don Pablo Neruda

    Avec tes forêts de hêtres
    Tes myrtes méridionaux
    O mon pays de salpêtre
    D'arsenic et de guano

    Mon pays contradictoire
    Jamais libre ni conquis
    Verras-tu sur ton histoire
    Planer l'aigle des Yankees

    Comment croire comment croire
    Au pas pesant des soldats
    Quand j'entends la chanson noire
    De Don Pablo Neruda

    Absent et présent ensemble
    Invisible mais trahi
    Neruda que tu ressembles
    À ton malheureux pays

    Ta résidence est la terre
    Et le ciel en même temps
    Silencieux solitaire
    Et dans la foule chantant

    Comment croire comment croire
    Au pas pesant des soldats
    Quand j'entends la chanson noire
    De Don Pablo Neruda



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    Rosalie
    Composer(s): Cole Porter
    Performer(s): Eleanor Powell & Eddy Nelson



    Rosalie, my darling
    Rosalie, my dream
    Since one night when stars danced above
    I'm oh, oh, so much in love
    So Rosalie, have mercy
    Rosalie, don't decline
    Won't you make my life thrilling
    And tell me you're willing to be mine
    Rosalie, mine




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    14-01-1977
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    The Wreck Of The Number Nine
    Composer(s): Carson J. Robison
    Performer(s): Jim Reeves
    and multiple other artists



    One dark stormy night not a star was in sight
    The North wind came howling down the line
    There stood a brave engineer with his sweetheart so dear
    And his orders to pull old Number Nine

    She kissed him goodbye with a tear in her eye
    The joy in his heart he couldn't hide
    The whole world seemed right for she told him that night
    That tomorrow she'd be his blushing bride

    The wheels hummed a song as the train rolled along
    The black smoke came pouring from the stack
    The headlight a-gleam seemed to brighten his dream
    Of tomorrow when he'd be goin' back

    He sped around the hill and his brave heart stood still
    The headlight was shining in his face
    He whispered a prayer as he threw on the air
    For he knew this would be his final race

    In the wreck he was found lying there on the ground
    He asked them to raise his weary head
    His breath slowly went as this message he sent
    To a maiden who thought she would be wed

    "There's a little white home that I built for our own
    Where I dreamed we'd be happy, you and I
    But I leave it to you for I know you'll be true
    Til we meet at the Golden Gate, goodbye"...



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    Company Man
    Composer(s): James Taylor
    Performer(s): James Taylor



    It seems you've been living on your own
    Lonely and free
    Looking to make yourself known
    Same as me
    Well I see you in the public eyes
    I see you're looking fine
    The boy would be a businessman
    And he signs the bottom line

    Singing company man, do what you can with my name
    Rock'n'roll, man here I am
    I'm stacking my claim to fame

    He's got the smiling face of a friend
    Still you're not quite certain you know him
    The smile turns into a grin
    What do you owe him
    You know you owe him

    So if there's something you do well
    Something you're proud of
    Better to save some for yourself
    If that's allowed
    The crowd will never know you
    You'll hardly know yourself
    They'll turn you 'round and blow you up
    'Til you think you're someone else

    Singing company man, do what you can with my name
    Rock'n'roll, man here I am
    I'm stacking my claim to fame

    He can turn your time to gold
    You better make as much as you can my friend
    'Cause his money will turn you old
    And they need a young man
    The job takes a young man



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    Rosa Dos Ventos
    Composer(s): Chico Buarque
    Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
    Maria Bethânia; Paulinho Nogueira



    E do amor gritou-se o escândalo
    Do medo criou-se o trágico
    No rosto pintou-se o pálido
    E não rolou uma lágrima
    Nem uma lástima
    Pra socorrer

    E na gente deu o hábito
    De caminhar pelas trevas
    De murmurar entre as pregas
    De tirar leite das pedras
    De ver o tempo correr

    Mas, sob o sono dos séculos
    Amanheceu o espetáculo
    Como uma chuva de pétalas
    Como se o céu vendo as penas
    Moresse de pena
    E chovesse o perdão

    E a prudência dos sábios
    Nem ousou conter nos lábios
    O sorriso e a paixão

    Pois transbordando de flores
    A calma dos lagos zangou-se
    A rosa-dos-ventos danou-se
    O leito dos rios fartou-se
    E inundou de água-doce
    A amargura do mar

    Numa enchente amazônica
    Numa explosão atlântica
    E a multidão vendo em pânico
    E a multidão vendo atônita
    Ainda que tarde
    O seu despertar




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    13-01-1977
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    Mister John B.
    ((Adapted from: The John B. Sails (Traditional))
    Composer(s): Traditional - Carl Sandburg - Lee Hays - Eddie Vartan - Gilles Thibault - Georges Aber
    Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1966

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1950 - Wreck Of The John B. (The Weavers)
    1958 - Sloop John B (The Kingston Trio)
    1989 - Hallo Ajouw (Normaal)



    Aujourd'hui ton bateau revient
    Trois ans, ce n'est pas rien
    Es-tu fier de toi, Mr John B?
    Mais qui cherches-tu sur le quai là-bas
    On n'attend pas
    Un garçon comme toi

    Pour toi pas de carillonneurs
    Pas de colliers de fleurs
    Ici ce n'est pas Tahiti, hé, Mr John B
    Mais qui cherches-tu sur le quai là-bas
    On n'attend pas
    Un garçon comme toi

    Ton sac a l'air lourd à porter
    Tu t'es bien débrouillé
    Mais as-tu gardé les mains propres, dis, Mr John B?
    Mais qui cherches-tu sur le quai là-bas
    On n'attend pas
    Un garçon comme toi

    La rose de vents
    (Tu l'as effleurée)
    L'alcool a coulé
    (L'argent a passé)
    Tu dis "je t'aime" dans toutes les langues, Mr John B
    Mais qui cherches-tu sur le quai là-bas
    On n'attend pas
    Un garçon comme toi

    Aujourd'hui ton bateau revient
    Alors tu te souviens
    Qu'une fille t'attendait ici, Mr John B
    Pourtant sur le quai
    Regarde elle est là
    Un garçon comme toi ne la mérite pas



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    Company
    Composer(s): Alfred "Snuff" Johnson - Rickie Lee Jones
    Performer(s): Rickie Lee Jones



    I'll remember you too clearly
    But I'll survive another day
    Conversations to share
    When there's no one there
    I'll imagine what you'd say

    I'll see you in another life now, baby
    I'll free you in my dreams
    But when I reach across the galaxy
    I will miss your company

    Company
    I'll be looking for company
    Look and listen
    Through the years
    Someday you may hear me
    Still crying for company

    So now you're going off to live your life
    You say we'll meet each other now and then
    But we'll never be the same
    And I know I'll never have this chance again
    No, not like you

    So, I'll see you in another life now baby,
    I'll free you in my dreams
    But when I reach across the galaxy
    I will miss your company

    Company
    I'll be looking for company
    Look and listen
    Through the years
    Someday you may hear me
    Still crying for company



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