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Billy Bayou


Billy Bayou
Composer(s): Roger Miller
Originally performed by: Jim Reeves
Covered by various other artists



Back about eighteen hundred and some
A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son
No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe
So they just called him Billy Bayou

Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go
If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow
Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say
A pretty girl'll get you one of these days
(A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)

Billy was a boy kinda big for his size
Had red hair, freckles and big blue eyes
Thirteen years from the day he was born
Billy fought the battle of the Little Big Horn

Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go
If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow
Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say
A pretty girl'll get you one of these days
(A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)

One fine day Billy cried "HO HO"
I can lick the feathers off of Gee-ron-imo
He started off, the chief got mad
This nearly ended our Louisiana lad

Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go
If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow
Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say
A pretty girl'll get you one of these days
(A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)

One day in eighteen seventy-eight
A pretty girl walked through Bill's front gate
He didn't know whether to stand there or run
He wound up married cuz he didn't either one

Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go
If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow
Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say
A pretty girl'll get you one of these days
(A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)

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Le Jour Du Retour


Le Jour Du Retour ((aka Le Public Aime Ça (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1984))
((Adapted from: San Antonio Rose - 1938/1939 (aka New San Antonio Rose - 1940))
((Danish Version: Der Gror Ikke Mos På Rullesten (by Gustav Winckler) - 1977))
Composer(s): Bob Wills - Georges Aber - R. Revil
Performer(s): Dalida - 1963



Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours
Jusqu'à ton retour
Depuis que tu m'as quitté
Je ne pense plus
Qu'au bonheur perdu
Car je voudrais me marier

Mais j'espère enfin
Que le printemps prochain
J'aurai la joie de rêver
Dans tes bras
Si tu reviens
Finis tous mes chagrins
L'amour reprendra tous ses droits

Je lis dans ta lettre
Chérie, attends-moi, parle-moi aussi de toi
A bientôt peut-être?
Et quand ce jour viendra
Mon cœur sera fou de joie

Car je ne dirai plus jamais
Oui lorsque tu reviendras
Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours
Jusqu'à ton retour
Car nous allons nous marier

Car je ne dirai plus jamais
Oui lorsque tu reviendras
Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours
Jusqu'à ton retour
Car nous allons nous marier
Nous marier, nous marier!

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Billy And Sue


Billy And Sue
Composer(s): Mark Charron
Performer(s): B.J. Thomas



This Is A Story About Billy And Sue
They Were In Love As Any Other Two
But Billy Had To Die
And When You Hear The Reason Why
You'll Hang Your Head And Cry

Billy And Sue Met The First Day Of School
And Ever Since Lived By The Golden Rule
When You Do Unto Others
What You Wouldn't Want Done To You
You'd Have To Be A Fool

Mutual Agreement Led To Love And Trust
They Would Travel The Road To Marriage Or Bust
But When Billy Was Old Enough To Take A Wife
He Was Old Enough To Fight For His Country
And His Way Of Life

Bridge- Sue's Letters Came Every Day
Gave Him The Strength -to Show Him The Way
To Fight For His Country And The Girl He Loved
That's A Soldier's Only Fate

Then Billy Heard No --- Word From Sue
He Was Worried Sick But What Could He Do
The Bullets Were Flying As He Hugged The Ground And Back Home
Sue Was Running Round

Billy Was Growing Less And Less Strong
His Hope His Faith Was Almost Gone
Then Like A Miracle A Letter Appeared
Billy Tore The Letter Open And He Read
Dear John

A Look Came Over Billy That Would Scare A Ghost
Familiar Look Seen On Soldiers -- Coast To Coast
Even Tho The Air Was Filled With Lead
Billy Jumped Up
They Shot Him Dead

Billy Was Buried In A Faraway Grave That Read
For His Country -- His Life He Gave
But The Epitaph -- Was Only A Part
He Didn't Die From A Bullet But He Died
From A Broken Heart

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Le Jour De Mes 4 Saisons


Le Jour De Mes 4 Saisons
Composer(s): Marcel Amont - Jacques Revaux
Performer(s): Marcel Amont



Le jour de mes seize printemps
Tandis qu'au loin battait la fête
Nous volions sur nos bicyclettes
Et nous riions à pleines dents
Le jour de mes seize printemps
Je n'étais guère entreprenant
Mais prenais l'allure distraite
Quand je fumais les cigarettes
Des veinards qui avaient vingt ans
L'air faraud je faisais semblant
De cacher des passes secrètes
Quand je taquinais Marinette
Le jour de mes seize printemps

Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés
Ma fille souffla mes chandelles
Ma mère souriait auprès d'elle
Ma femme éclatait de beauté
Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés
Je voyais au fond de leurs yeux
Tant d'amour et de joie tranquille
Que les tumultes de la vie
Me berçaient comme un chant heureux
J'avais les tempes argentées
Il se dessinait quelques rides
Mais le ciel était tout limpide
Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés

Le jour de mes soixante automnes
Je me disais mon vieux gamin
T'as fait les trois quart du chemin
C'est l'heure des souvenirs qui sonne
Le jour de mes soixante automnes
Le poids de deux fois trente années
Me rendra-t-il sexagénaire
Aurai-je l'art d'être grand-père
Saurai-je parler au passé
Le temps fuit et n'oublie personne
Mes vingt printemps c'était hier
Le temps reflue comme une mer
Le jour de mes soixante automnes
J'essaierai d'oublier l'hiver!

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Billy


Billy
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): Justin Hayward



Billy left home one morning, he walked right out the
Door
He said goodbye to his former life, and he never came
Back no more
Oh billy... there's anger in your heart
Oh billy... there's madness in your eyes

He took his favourite handgun, with his rifle he felt
Free
He cleaned them all the night before, he was armed as
He could be
Oh billy... there s anger in your heart
Oh billy... there's sadness in your eyes

'cos it's a sad world, where there's no-one
Who can reach out, to the source of your pain
Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world
When only peace comes, at the end of a gun
Whoa.. oh

He found the tallest building, like a bird's nest in the
Sky
He shed a tear as he took his aim, at the people passing
By
Oh billy... there's anger in your heart
Oh billy... there's sadness in your eyes

Well it's a sad world, where there's no-one
Who can reach out, to the source of your pain
Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world
When only peace comes, at the end of a gun
Whoa... oh

Before he pulled the trigger, he knelt as if to pray
And at the top of the church he will never be found
Since he took his life that day
Oh billy... there's anger in your heart
Ah billy... there's sadness in your eyes

'cos it's a sad world, where there's no one
Who can reach out, to the source of your pain
Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world
When only peace comes, at the end of a gun
Yes it's a sad world, when there's no-one
Who can hold you when you just need to cry
And it's a sad sad world when there's no-one
Who would care if, if you live or you die
And it's a sad world, such a sad sad world
It's a sad world

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Le Jouet Extraordinaire (Zip! Bap! Brrr!)


Le Jouet Extraordinaire (Zip! Bap! Brrr!)
((Adapted from: The Marvelous Toy (by Tom Paxton) - 1962))
Composer(s): Tom Paxton - Vline Buggy - Claude François
Performer(s): Claude François - 1966
and multiple other artists



Quand j'étais un petit garçon, plein de vie et de joie
Un jour que j'étais très gentil, mon père me rapporta
Un jouet extraordinaire, avec de gros yeux verts
Je l'ai pris dans mes bras mais quand je l'ai posé par terre

Il faisait "Zip" quand il roulait
"Bap" quand il tournait
"Brrr" quand il marchait
Je ne sais pas ce que c'était
Et je crois que je ne le saurai jamais

Tout étonné la première fois, quand je l'ai retourné
J'ai vu qu'il avait sur le ventre deux gros boutons dorés
J'ai poussé l'un et l'autre après, puis les ai tirés tous les deux
Mais quand je l'ai reposé par terre, j'ai ouvert de grands yeux

Il marcha comme un militaire, tout à coup il s'assit
Il passa sous une chaise et puis, soudain disparut sous le lit
J'ai pleuré tandis que mon père, lui, riait aux éclats
Car en me retournant, je vis le jouet qui était derrière moi

Les années ont passé trop vite, et justement hier
Dans le grenier j'ai retrouvé ce jouet extraordinaire
J'ai appelé mon petit garçon, et le lui ai offert
Il était vieux et tout rouillé, mais quand on l'a posé par terre

Il faisait "Zip" quand il roulait
"Bap" quand il tournait
"Brrr" quand il marchait
Je ne sais pas ce que c'était
Et je crois que je ne le saurai jamais

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Billy (I Always Dream Of Billy)


Billy (I Always Dream Of Billy)
Composer(s): Joe Goodwin; James Kendis; Herman Paley
Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald
and various other artists



(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)

For when I walk (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)
I always walk with Billy
'cause Billy knows just where to walk (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)

And when I talk (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)
I always talk with Billy
'cause Billy knows just how to talk (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)

And when I dine (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)
I always dine with Billy
He takes me where I get my fill (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)

Want you to know, I love him so
I just wanna be with Bill
(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)

(mixture) mostly instrumental with two "doot-doodle-oot-doodle-oot" 's thrown in

And when I dine (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)
I always dine with Billy
He takes me where I get my fill (bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp-bomp)

And when I sleep, and when I sleep
I always dream of Bill
(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)
(bomp, bomp-bomp-bomp)

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The Marvelous Toy


The Marvelous Toy
((French Version: Le Jouet Extraordinaire (Zip! Bap! Brrr!) (by Claude François) - 1966))
Composer(s): Tom Paxton
First release by: Tom Paxton - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists



When I was just a wee little lad
Full of health and joy
My father homeward came one night
And gave to me a toy
A wonder to behold it was
With many colors bright
And the moment I laid eyes on it
It became my heart's delight

It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped
"Whirrr" when it stood still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will

The first time that I picked it up
I had a big surprise
'Cause right on the bottom were two big buttons
That looked like big green eyes
I first pushed one and then the other,
Then I twisted its lid
And when I set it down again, here is what it did

It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped
"Whirrr" when it stood still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will

It first marched left, and then marched right
And then marched under a chair
And when I looked where it had gone
It wasn't even there
I started to cry, but my daddy laughed
'Cause he knew that I would find
When I turned around my marvelous toy
Would be chugging from behind

It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped
"Whirrr" when it stood still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will

The years have gone by too quickly it seems
I have my own little boy
And yesterday I gave to him
My marvelous little toy
His eyes nearly popped right out of his head
And he gave a squeal of glee!
Neither one of us knows just what it is
But he loves it just like me!

It still goes ...

It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped
"Whirrr" when it stood still
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will

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Bills, Bills And More Bills


Bills, Bills And More Bills
Composer(s): Willie Dixon
Performer(s): Koko Taylor; Carla Olson



I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills, bills, bills and more bills
And when you think your bills are through
Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills for my car, I got bills for my clothes
If I don't pay soon I'm gonna be outdoors
Bills for my min, I got bills for my shoes
So many bills, I don't know what to do
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills, bills, bills and more bills
And when you think your bill sare through
Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills

Went to my friend the other day
I said I can't do a thing, I got bills to pay
A bill for my furniture, I got a bill for my gas
A bill for my light, how long can it last?
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills, bills, bills and more bills
And when you think your bill sare through
Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills

Bill for my watch, I got bill for my ring
So many bills I can't do a thing
A bill for my man, I got bills for my honey
I can't get income upon my alimony
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills, bills, bills and more bills
And when you think your bill sare through
Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bills, bills, bills and more bills
I got bills
Bills
I got bills, bills, bills...

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It's A Freezing In El Paso


It's A Freezing In El Paso
Composer(s): Billy Joe Shaver
Performer(s): Bobby Bare



I can hear the footsteps walkin' by my bedside
Lord she's leavin'
I can smell her perfume driftin' through my room
If I try to make her stay
I'd know she couldn't even hear me
Might as well be on the darkside of the Moon
'Cause it's freezin' in El Paso in the summer
All the sweet things here are dyin' on the vine
Wish that woman could have took it when the hard times came around
Wish her winter hadn't spoil my summertime

So when her plane takes off for Memphis
I'll be sittin' in some tavern
I'll be washin' out the corners of my mind
When she's in the wild blue yonder
I'll be feedin' that old jukebox
Playin' every happy song that I can find
'Cause it's freezin' in El Paso...

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Billion Dollar Babies


Billion Dollar Babies
Composer(s): Michael Bruce; Alice Cooper; Neal Smith
Performer(s): Alice Cooper
and various other artists



Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley
Loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar baby
Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Yeah, billion dollar baby
I got you in the dime store
No other little girl could ever hold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby
Billion dollar baby
Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe
Foaming' like dog that's been infected by the rabies

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Million dollar baby
Billion dollar baby
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby

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47 Miles (To The Georgia Line)


47 Miles (To The Georgia Line)
Composer(s): Jack Blanchard - Misty Morgan
Performer(s): Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan



The sun's comin' up behind a cloud, I hope it doesn't rain
Somewhere near I can hear the rumble of a train
I drove all night, but that's all right, I'll soon be feelin' fine
I'm only forty-seven Miles from the Georgia line

Up above the trees the birds all head for warmer weather
They don't know the warm love glow when we get back together
I cried all night, but that's all right, you made it just in time
You're only forty-seven miles from the Georgia line

We're a little bit wiser, a little bit older
Now we know that life without love is a whole lot colder
Been a long time comin' home, can't wait till I get you alone
There's only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line

The sun is gone behind a cloud, the sky is turning gray
I've been saving all my love for this rainy day
I'll be watchin' for you at the door, beneath the Georgia pines
There's only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line

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Billie's Theme


Billie's Theme
Composer(s): Hoyt Axton
Performer(s): Hoyt Axton



I never dreamed
You'd mean a thing to me
But when I needed your lovin'
You gave me love
The way it outta be

Sweet country babe
The memories are clear
And I remember the laughter
Sure miss the laughter
Heaven, you were here

And when I feel
The way I'm feeling
Can't help believing you
Made it so easy
They can't take that away

The girl you were
The girl you used to be
And I have heard all the stories
You know the stories
Don't mean a thing to me

I love your face
I love your quiet ways
If I could paint you a color
You'd be a rainbow
on a summer day

And when I feel
The way I'm feeling
Can't help believing you
Made it so easy
They can't take that away

They can't take that away...

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Le Jazz Hot


Le Jazz Hot
Composer(s): Henry Mancini - Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): Julie Andrews



Victoria:
'Bout twenty years ago way down in New Orleans
A group of fellers found a new kind of music
And they decided to call it...jazz
No other sound has what this music has
Before they knew it, it was whizzin' 'round the world
The world was ready for a blue kind of music
And now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz
Oh, baby, won't you play me
"Le Jazz Hot" maybe
And don't ever let it end
I tell ya, friends, it's really something to hear
I can't sit still when there's that rhythm near me
Also, baby, "Le Jazz Hot" may be
What's holdin' my soul together
Don't know whether it's morning or night
Only know it's sounding right
So come on in an' play me
"Le Jazz Hot", baby
'Cos I love my Jazz...
Hot!
All
Before they knew it, it was whizzin' 'round the world
The world was ready for a blue kind of music

Victoria:
And now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz!
When you play me "Le Jazz hot", baby
You're holding my soul together
Don't know whether it's morning or night
Only know it's sounding right
So come on in an' play me
"Le Jazz Hot", baby
'Cos I love my Jazz...Hot!
Love... Jazz...
Hoooooooooooooot!
"Le Jazz Hot!"

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Billie's Blues


Billie's Blues
Composer(s): Billie Holiday
Performer(s): Billie Holiday
and various other artists



I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man
I'm a liar if I say I won't

I've been your slave, baby
Ever since I've been your babe
I've been your slave
Ever since I've been your babe
But before I'll be your dog
I'll see you in your grave

My man wouldn't give me no breakfast
Would'nt give me no dinner
Squawked about me supper then he put me outdoors
Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes
I didn't have so many
But I had a long, long way to go

I ain't good-looking
And my hair ain't curled
I ain't good-looking
And my hair ain't curled
But my mother, she gave me something
That's gonna tear me through this world

Some men like me 'cause I'm happy
Some 'cause I'm happy
Some call me honey
Others think I got money
Some tell me "Billie,
Baby you're built for speed"
If you put that all together
It makes me everything a good man needs

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Le Jazz Est Revenu


Le Jazz Est Revenu
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



Un certain temps aux oubliettes
Sauf pour quelques fanas têtus
Le voilà parti bille en tête
Le jazz est revenu

Il avait bâti son histoire
Sans publicité superflue
Pour revivre ses jours de gloire
Le jazz est revenu

Soudain les sceptiques s'inquiètent
Il n'est donc pas échec et mat
Puisque aussi les jeunes se mettent
Au scat

Bien des musicos réapprennent
A jouer cool et détendu
C'est comme un nouveau phénomène
Le jazz est revenu

Bousculé par la concurrence
On pensait son temps révolu
Quand sortant de l'indifférence
Le jazz est revenu

Il a connu les controverses
Ses détracteurs sont confondus
Car les déserts ça se traverse
Le jazz est revenu

Chérie suis moi pour un voyage
Tout prés de la gare du Nord
Ou ça bastonne et déménage
A mort

Allez viens ne sois pas bégueule
Tu sortiras convaincue
On va en prendre plein la gueule
Le jazz est revenu

Fini les galères et l'exode
Fini les disques invendus
Dans le vent, de toutes les modes
Le jazz est revenu

Et voilà qu'on le catéchise
On le sanctifie doux Jésus
Dans les sacro-sainte églises
Le jazz est revenu

C'est la musique qui m'inspire
De Frank à Ray d'Ella à Bing
Et combien d'autres dont j'admire
Le swing

Sur tout les coins de la planète
Parés de toute les vertus
Il prend part à toutes les fêtes
Il anime même la rue
Connu et reconnu
Le jazz
Le jazz est revenu

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Billie Jean


Billie Jean
Composer(s): Michael Jackson
Originally performed by: Michael Jackson
Covered by various other artists



She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

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Le Jardin Du Luxembourg


Le Jardin Du Luxembourg
Composer(s): Claude Lemesle - Vito Pallavicini
Performer(s): Joe Dassin - Dominique Poulain - Julian Dash



Le jardin du Luxembourg
Ça fait longtemps que je n'y étais pas venu
Il y a des enfants qui courent et des feuilles qui tombent
Il y a des étudiants qui rêvent qu'ils ont fini leurs études
Et des professeurs qui rêvent qu'ils les commencent
Il y a des amoureux qui remontent discrètement
Le tapis roux que l'automne a deroulé devant eux
Et puis il y a moi, je suis seul, j'ai un peu froid

Encore un jour sans amour
Encore un jour de ma vie
Le Luxembourg a vieilli
Est-ce que c'est lui?
Est-ce que c'est moi?
Je ne sais pas

Encore un jour sans soleil
Encore un jour qui s'enfuit
Vers le sommeil, vers l'oubli
Une étincelle évanouie

Là où cet enfant passe, je suis passé
Il suit un peu la trace que j'ai laissée
Mes bateaux jouent encore sur le bassin
Si les années sont mortes
Les souvenirs se portent bien

Encore un jour sans amour
Encore un jour de la vie
Un jour de pluie qui s'en va
Un jour de pluie loin de toi

Tu me disais que tu m'aimais
Je te croyais, tu me mentais
C'était trop beau pour être bien
Je suis partie chercher plus loin

Je te disais que je t'aimais
Et j'y croyais et c'était vrai
Tu étais tout, tout est fini
Tu es partie, tu es partout

Moi, je suis presque bien
Ma vie continue
Je vais comme elle vient
Mais si tu m'appelais
Tu verrais comme rien ne change

Moi, je suis presque bien
La vie continue
Je vais comme elle vient
Mais si tu m'appelais
Tu verrais comme rien ne change

Moins loin dans l'avenir
Y a-t-il un chemin pour nous reunir?

Viens, viens n'importe quand
Je t'attends ma dernière chance

Je voulais réussir dans ma vie
Et j'ai tout réussi, sauf ma vie
J'avais en moi un grain de folie
Qui n'a pas poussé, qui n'a pas pris
Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ma vie
Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ta vie

Je voulais que tu vives ma vie
Et toi, tu voulais vivre ta vie
J'avais en moi un grain de beauté
Que j'ai laissé germer à côté
Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ta vie
Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ma vie

Encore un jour sans amour
Encore un jour de la vie
Un jour de pluie qui s'en va
Un jour de pluie loin de toi

Toute une vie pour ta vie
L'éternité pour un jour
Je donne tout pour un rien
Pour te revoir faire un détour
Par le jardin du Luxembourg

Toute une vie pour ta vie
L'éternité pour un jour
Pour un sourire, un regard
Pour le délire d'un espoir

Je vais creuser la tombe de mon passé
Je vais courir le monde pour te trouver
Je vais briser la glace qui nous sépare
Voir le bonheur en face dans ton miroir

La vie ne vaut la peine qu'à travers toi
Tous mes chemins me mènent où tu iras
Tous les chemins du monde vont vers ta vie
Vers la lumière de ta vie ...

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Bill Grogan's Goat


Bill Grogan's Goat
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Cedarmont Kids Singers



There was a man
(There was a man)
Now please take note
(Now please take note)
There was a man
(There was a man)
Who had a goat
(Who had a goat)

He loved that goat
(He loved that goat)
Indeed he did
(Indeed he did)
He loved that goat
(He loved that goat)
Just like a kid
(Just like a kid)

One day that goat
(One day that goat)
Felt frisk and fine
(Felt frisk and fine)
Ate three red shirts
(Ate three red shirts)
Right off the line
(Right off the line)

The man, he grabbed
(The man, he grabbed)
Him by the back
(Him by the back)
And tied him to
(And tied him to)
A railroad track
(A railroad track)

Now, when that train
(Now, when that train)
Hove into sight
(Hove into sight)
That goat grew pale
(That goat grew pale)
And green with fright
(And green with fright)

He heaved a sigh
(He heaved a sigh)
As if in pain
(As if in pain)
Coughed up those shirts
(Coughed up those shirts)
And flagged the train!
(And flagged the train!)

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Le Jardin


Le Jardin
Composer(s): Jacques Prévert - Joseph Kosma
Performer(s): Yves Montand; Simone Signoret



Des milliers et de milliers d'années
Ne sauraient suffire
Pour dire
La petite seconde d'éternité
Où tu m'as embrassé
Où je t'ai embrassé
Un matin dans la lumière de l'hiver
Au parc Montsouris à Paris
À Paris
Sur la terre
La terre qui est un astre

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