Zondag 21 mei 2006
Billy Don't Be A Hero
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Billy Don't Be A Hero
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Zaterdag 20 mei 2006
Le Jour Où Je Deviendrai Gros
Le Jour Où Je Deviendrai Gros
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Séchez vos pleurs belles maîtresses
Nous ne nous choquerons plus les os
Voici venir des jours de liesse
Voici venir l'amour nouveau
Sur mes genoux comme à confesse
Vous pourrez vous tenir au chaud
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
Plus s'agrandira ma bedaine
Plus s'amoindrira mon cerveau
Comme Jeanne filant la laine
Entendait les voix du très haut
Plût à vous vierges souveraines
Que je ne sois qu'un peu dévot
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
Tous les soirs au café de France
Devant mon troisième pernod
À des notables d'importance
Je réciterai mon crédo
Que je suis fier de notre France
De ses bourgeois et généraux
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
La rosette à la boutonnière
Je saluerai bas le drapeau
J'écouterai les légionnaires
Chanter le temps du sable chaud
En versant des larmes amères
Sur nos colonies, les salauds
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
Le doute se glisse en mon âme
Me met des frissons dans le dos
C'est le régime que ma femme
Voudra m'imposer illico
Devrai-je vivre autant de drames
Que je mangerai de perdreaux
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
Puisque contre moi tout se ligue
Comment choisir entre deux maux
Etre un semblant d'escartefigue
Ou bien rester dedans ma peau
Si je suis gras comme une figue
Je serai con comme un pruneau
Le jour le jour le jour le jour
Où je deviendrai gros
Zaterdag 20 mei 2006
La Bonne Du Curé
La Bonne Du Curé
Composer(s): Charles Leval - Tont Montoya - Tony Roval
Performer(s): Annie Cordy
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point
C'est point commode d'être à la mode
Quand on est bonn' du curé
C'est pas facile d'avoir du style
Quand on est un' fille comm' moié
Entre la cure et les figures
Des grenouilles de bénitier
La vie est dure quand on aim' rigoler
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds
Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées
J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église
J'peux point m'en empêcher
Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point
Je voudrais mettre un' mini jupette
Et un corsage à trous trous
Mais il parait que pour fair' la quête
Ça ne se fait pas du tout
Quand je veux faire un brin de causette
Avec les gars du pays
J'file en cachette derrièr' la sacristie
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds
Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées
J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église
J'peux point m'en empêcher
Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point
Quand c'est la fête j'en perds la tête
J'voudrais ben aller danser
J'voudrais monter en motocyclette
Pour me prom'ner dans les prés
Et qu'un beau gars me compte fleurette
Avec des disqu's à succès
Car les cantiques ça n'vaut pas Claude Françoué
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds
Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées
J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église
J'peux point m'en empêcher
Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
La la la la la la la ....................
Zaterdag 20 mei 2006
Billy Dee
Billy Dee
Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Billy dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one
Fooling with some foolish things he could’ve left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn’t name
Driven towards the darkness by the devil in his veins
All around the honky tonks, searching for a sign
Gettin’ by on gettin’ high on women, words and wine
Some folks called him crazy, lord, and others called him free
But we just called us lucky for the love of billy dee
Busy goin’ his own way and speakin’ his own words
Facin’ and forgettin’ every warnin’ that he heard
Makin’ friends and takin’ any crazy chance he could
Gettin’ busted for the bad times and believin’ in the good
Billy took a beatin’ from a world he meant no harm
The score was written in the scars up on his arm
Some felt he was payin’ for the life he tried to lead
But all we felt was sorry for our good friend billy dee
It may be his soul was bigger than a body’s oughta be
Singin’ songs and bringin’ laughter to the likes of you and me
Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find
But it wasn’t near as lonesome as the one he left behind
Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel
Reachin’ towards the needle, lord, that drove him down to hell
Some folks called it suicide, others blame the speed
But we all called it crucified when billy dee o.d.’d
Vrijdag 19 mei 2006
Le Jour Le Plus Long
Le Jour Le Plus Long
((English Version: The Longest Day (by Paul Anka))
Composer(s): Paul Anka - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Dalida; Burt Random
Nous irons au cœur du monde
Par la poudre et le canon
En comptant chaque seconde
Car ce jour est le plus long
Sous le fer et la mitraille
Des milliers se coucheront
Et le soir de la bataille
Des milliers se compteront
Le jour est long, le jour est long
Et l'espoir est tout au fond
Et les cris sont des millions
Nous irons vers la victoire
Par le sang des compagnons
Qui ont fait marcher l'histoire
En courant pour le jour le plus long
Et la peur est tout au long
Et les cris sont des millions
Nous irons vers la victoire
Par le sang des compagnons
Qui ont fait marcher l'histoire
En mourant pour le jour le plus long
Vrijdag 19 mei 2006
Billy Broke My Heart At Walgreens (I Cried All The Way To Sears)
Billy Broke My Heart At Walgreens (I Cried All The Way To Sears)
Performer(s): Ruby Wright
(Pete Drake's "Talking Guitar"
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
and I cried all the way to Sears)
Over a drink with those who think young
I got the sad news
While having lunch, Billy walked in
Told me goodbye
He wanted his ring back, for he told me
There'd be no wedding this year
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
And then I cried all the way to Sears
(Pete Drake's "Talking Guitar"
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
and I cried all the way to Sears)
I hear my boss still laughin' at me
But I don't blame him
Silly of me for asking of him
May I go home?
Well this could be the funniest
Heartbreak of the year
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
And then I cried all the way to Sears
What made the pain more painful
I hurt each step of the way
Traffic lights and fears
Weeped lots of tears, getting in my way
I'd fall down, then I'd get up
While slippin' on my tears
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
And then I cried all the way to Sears
I'd fall down, then I'd get up
While slippin' on my tears
Billy broke my heart at Walgreens
And then I cried all the way to Sears
Donderdag 18 mei 2006
The Longest Day
The Longest Day
((French Version: Le Jour Le Plus Long (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Paul Anka
Performer(s): Paul Anka
Many men came here as soldiers
Many men will pass this way
Many men will count the hours
As they live the longest day
Many men are tired and weary
Many men are here to stay
Many men won't see the sunset
When it ends the longest day
The longest day the longest day
This will be the longest day
Filled with hopes and filled with fears
Filled with blood and sweat and tears
Many men the mighty thousands
Many men to victory
Marching on right into battle
In the longest day in history
Donderdag 18 mei 2006
Billy Boy
Billy Boy
(Traditional)
Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where have you been, Charming Billy?
I have been to seek a wife, she's the joy of my whole life
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Where does she live, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where does she live, Charming Billy?
She lives on the hill, forty miles from the mill
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she bid you to come in, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Did she bid you to come in, Charming Billy?
Yes, she bade me to come in, there's a dimple in her chin
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she take your hat, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Did she take your hat, Charming Billy?
Yes, she took my hat and she threw it at the cat
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she set for you a chair, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Did she set for you a chair, Charming Billy?
Yes, she set for me a chair, she has ringlets in her hair
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she cook and can she spin, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she cook and can she spin, Charming Billy?
She can cook and she can spin, she can do most anything
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she bake a cherry pie, Charming Billy?
She can bake a cherry pie, quick as a cat can wink her eye
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she make a feather bed, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she make a feather bed, Charming Billy?
She can make a feather bed and put pillows at the head
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she make a pudding well, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she make a pudding well, Charming Billy?
She can make a pudding well, I can tell it by the smell
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she milk a heifer calf, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she milk a heifer calf, Charming Billy?
Yes, she can, and not miss the bucket more than half
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Is she often seen at church, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Is she often seen at church, Charming Billy?
Yes, she's often seen at church, with her bonnet white as birch
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
And is she very tall, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
And is she very tall, Charming Billy?
She's as tall as any pine, and as straight as a pumpkin vine
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Are her eyes very bright, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Are her eyes very bright, Charming Billy?
Yes, her eyes are very bright, but alas, they're minus sight
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she sing a pretty song, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she sing a pretty song, Charming Billy?
She can sing a pretty song, but she often sings it wrong
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
How old may she be, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Is she fit to be a wife, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Is she fit to be a wife, Charming Billy?
She's as fit to be a wife as a fork fits to a knife
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Woensdag 17 mei 2006
Le Jour J, L'heure H
Le Jour J, L'heure H
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
S'il est vrai que la terre est ronde
Que le soleil est pour tout le monde
Je le saurai dans peu de temps
Mon destin commence à présent
C'est mon jour, c'est mon tour
C'est à moi, cette fois
Et j'y crois
Oh oui c'est le jour J
Et c'est l'heure H
Toute ma vie se met en marche
Oh oui c'est le jour J
Et c'est l'heure H
Et je vivrai pour qu'on le sache
Oh mon jour J et mon heure H
J - H - J - H - J - H...
Mon destin à changé de route
Mais je vaincrai coûte que coûte
J'essaierai d'être un homme honnête
Et ne rien faire que l'on regrette
C'est mon tour, c'est à moi
Cette fois et j'y crois
Oh oui c'est le jour J
Et c'est l'heure H
Toute ma vie se met en marche
Oh oui c'est le jour J
Et c'est l'heure H
Et je vivrai pour qu'on le sache
Oui mon jour J
Et mon heure H
J - H - J - H - J - H...
Woensdag 17 mei 2006
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)
Dinsdag 16 mei 2006
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!
Dinsdag 16 mei 2006
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
Maandag 15 mei 2006
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!
Maandag 15 mei 2006
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
Zondag 14 mei 2006
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
Zondag 14 mei 2006
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)
Zaterdag 13 mei 2006
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
Zaterdag 13 mei 2006
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...
Vrijdag 12 mei 2006
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...
Vrijdag 12 mei 2006
Billion Dollar Babies
