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PAROLES STANDARDS JAZZ & CHANSONS

cheek to cheek

chega de saudade

dream a little dream

el paso del ebro

frim fram sauce

gole sangam

the man i love

my funny valentine

night_and_day

night in Tunisia

quizas

round midnight

sentimental journey

veinte anos

A Night in Tunisia

The moon is the same moon above you

Aglow with its cool evening light

But shining at night in Tunisia

Never does it shine so bright.

The stars are aglow in the heavens

But only the wise understand

That shining at night in Tunisia

They guide you through the desert sand.

Words fail to tell a tale

Too exotic to be told

Each night's a deeper night

In a world ages old.

The cares of the day seem to vanish

The ending of day brings release

Each wonderful night in Tunisia

Where the nights are filled with peace.

The credits are (Gillespie-Paparelli-Hendricks), so I don't know how much of the words below are Jon Hendricks and how much are 'Paparelli'. My best guess is that these words are by Paparelli, whoever he/she is, and that Hendricks' contribution was the words to the jazz improvisation (the Charlie Parker solo), which appear on the Manhattan Transfer album 'Vocalese' sung by Hendricks himself [indecipherably, for the most part]. Ella's version includes only the main head of the song:

As Time Goes By

(Hupfeld)

This day and age we're living in

Gives cause for apprehension

With speed and new invention

And things like fourth dimension

Yet we get a trifle weary

With Mr. Einstein's theory

So we must get down to earth at times

Relax relieve the tension

And no matter what the progress

Or what may yet be proved

The simple facts of life are such

They cannot be removed

You must remember this

A kiss is still a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh

The fundamental things apply

As time goes by

And when two lovers woo

They still say, "I love you"

On that you can rely

No matter what the future brings

As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs

Never out of date

Hearts full of passion

Jealousy and hate

Woman needs man

And man must have his mate

That no one can deny

Well, it's still the same old story

A fight for love and glory

A case of do or die

The world will always welcome lovers

As time goes by

Oh yes, the world will always welcome lovers

As time goes by

Ballad of a thin man (Bob Dylan)

You walk into the room

With your pencil in your hand

You see somebody naked

And you say, "Who is that man?"

You try so hard

But you don't understand

Just what you'll say

When you get home

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head

And you ask, "Is this where it is?"

And somebody points to you and says

"It's his"

And you say, "What's mine?"

And somebody else says, "Where what is?"

And you say, "Oh my God

Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket

And you go watch the geek

Who immediately walks up to you

When he hears you speak

And says, "How does it feel

To be such a freak?"

And you say, "Impossible"

As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts

Among the lumberjacks

To get you facts

When someone attacks your imagination

But nobody has any respect

Anyway they already expect you

To just give a check

To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors

And they've all liked your looks

With great lawyers you have

Discussed lepers and crooks

You've been through all of

F. Scott Fitzgerald's books

You're very well read

It's well known

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you

And then he kneels

He crosses himself

And then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice

He asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back

Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget

Shouting the word "NOW"

And you say, "For what reason?"

And he says, "How?"

And you say, "What does this mean?"

And he screams back, "You're a cow

Give me some milk

Or else go home"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room

Like a camel and then you frown

You put your eyes in your pocket

And your nose on the ground

There ought to be a law

Against you comin' around

You should be made

To wear earphones

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is, Do you, Mister Jones?

BELLA CIAO

Chant des partisans antifascistes italiens durant la 2nde GM

Una matina, mi son alzatto,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

Una matina, mi son alzatto,

E ho trovato l’invasor.

Oh partigiano, porta mi via,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

Oh partigiano, porta mi via,

Che mi sento di morir.

E se io muoio da partigiano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E se io muoio da partigiano

Tu mi devi sepellir.

E sepellire lassu in montagna,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E sepellire lassu in montagna

Sotto l’ombra di un bel fior.

E le genti que passerano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E le genti que passerano

Mi dirano : Que bel fior !

E questo è il fiore del partigiano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E questo è il fiore del partigiano

Morto per la liberta,

E questo è il fiore del partigiano

Morto per la liberta ! (bis)

Black Coffee

I'm feelin' mightly lonesome,

Haven't slept a wink,

I walk the floor and watch the door

and in between I drink.....

Black coffee,

Love's a hand me down brew

I'll never know a Sunday

in this week day room.

I'm talking to the shadows

1 o'clock to four,

and lord how slow the moments go

when all I do is pour

Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye.

I'm hanging out on Monday,

My Sunday dreams to dry.

Now a man is born to go a lovin'

A woman's born to weep and fret

To stay at home and tend her oven

And drown her past regrets

in coffee and cigarettes.

I'm moonin' all the mornin'

mournin' all the night

and in between it's nicotine and not much heart to fight

Black coffee

Feelin' low as the ground,

it's drivin' me crazy, this waitin' for my baby

To maybe come around.

My nerves have gone to pieces

My hair is turnin' grey

All I do is drink black coffee,

Since my man's gone away.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

(Johnny Cash )

When you’re weary, feeling small

When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all

I’m on your side when times get rough

And friends just can’t be found

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

When you’re down and out

When you’re on the street

When evening falls so hard

I will comfort you

I’ll take your part

When darkness comes

And pain is all around

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Sail on silvergirl

Sail on by

Your time has come to shine

All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine

If you need a friend

I’m sailing right behind

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind

Ecoutable :

Caravan

Night and stars above that shine so bright

The myst'ry of their fading light

That shines upon our caravan

Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep

Across the sand so I may keep

The mem'ry of our caravan

This is so exciting

 You are so inviting

 Resting in my arms

 As I thrill to the magic charms

Of you beside me here beneath the blue

My dream of love is coming true

Within our desert caravan!

Artist: Tony Bennett

This version did not chart but

It charted twice in 1937: Duke Ellington (# 4) and Barney Bigard (# 20). In 1949 Billy Eckstine took it to # 27

In 1953 Ralph Marterie hit # 6 and The Esquire Boys managed # 27.

Words by Irving Mills and music by Duke Ellington and Juan Tizol

CHIM CHIM CHER-EE

Chim chiminey

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee!

A sweep is as lucky

As lucky can be

Chim chiminey

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-oo!

Good luck will rub off when

I shake 'ands with you

Or blow me a kiss

And that's lucky too

Now as the ladder of life

'As been strung

You may think a sweep's

On the bottommost rung

Though I spends me time

In the ashes and smoke

In this 'ole wide world

There's no 'appier bloke

Up where the smoke is

All billered and curled

'Tween pavement and stars

Is the chimney sweep world

When the's 'ardly no day

Nor 'ardly no night

There's things 'alf in shadow

And 'alf way in light

On the roof tops of London

Coo, what a sight!

I choose me bristles with pride

Yes, I do

A broom for the shaft

And a broom for the flume

Though I'm covered with soot

From me 'ead to me toes

A sweep knows 'e's welcome

Wherever 'e goes

Chim chiminey

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee!

When you're with a sweep

You're in glad company

No where is there

A more 'appier crew

Than them wot sings

"Chim chim cher-ee

Chim cher-oo!"

On the chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee

Chim cher-oo!

CORCOVADO

QUIET NIGHTS OF QUIET STARS,

QUIET CHORDS FROM MY GUITAR

FLOATING IN THE SILENCE THAT SURROUNDS US

QUIET THOUGHTS AND QUIET DREAMS,

QUIET WALKS BY QUIET STREAMS,

AND A WINDOW

LOOKING ON THE MOUNTAINS

AND THE SEA.

HOW LOVELY!

THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE.

HERE, WITH YOU SO CLOSE TO ME,

UNTILL THE FINAL FLICKER OF LIFES EMBER.

I, WHO WAS LOST AND LONELY, BELIEVING LIFE WAS ONLY

A BITTER TRAGIC JOKE, HAVE FOUND WITH YOU

THE MEANING OF EXISTENCE OH, MY LOVE

Am6 G#m5+/6

Um cantinho, um violão

Este amor, uma canção

Gm7 C7/9- F7+

Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama

Fm7 A#7/9

Muita calma pra pensar

Em7 A7/5+

E ter tempo pra sonhar

D7/9 Dm7

Da janela vê-se o Corcovado

G7 C7+

O Redentor, que lindo

Am6 G#m5+/6

Quero a vida sempre assim

Com você perto de mim

Gm7 C7/9- F7+

Até o apagar da velha chama

Fm7 A#7/9

E eu que era triste

Em7 A7/5+

Descrente desse mundo

Dm7 G7 Gm6b A7/5+

Ao encontrar você eu conheci

Dm7 G7/5+ C7+/9

O que é a felicidade, meu amor

CHEEK TO CHEEK

Heaven, I’m in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I seek

When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek

Heaven, I’m in heaven

And the cares that hung around me through the week

Seem to vanish like a gambler’s lucky streak

When we’re out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek

Oh I love to climb a mountain

And reach the highest peak

But it doesn’t thrill (boot) me half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

Oh I love to go out fishing

In a river or a creek

But I don’t enjoy it half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

(come on and) dance with me

I want my arm(s) about you

That (those) charm(s) about you

Will carry me through...

(right up) to heaven, I’m in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I seek

When we’re out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)

Out together dancing cheek to cheek

Chega de Saudade

(Tom Jobim e Vinícius de Moraes)

Int.: Dm7

Vai minha tristeza e diz à ela

Que sem ela não pode ser

Diz-lhe numa prece que ela regresse

Porque eu não posso mais sofrer

Chega de saudade, a realidade é que sem ela

Não há paz, não há beleza, é só tristeza

E a melancolia que não sai de mim, não sai de mim, não sai

Mas se ela voltar, se ela voltar

Que coisa linda, que coisa louca

Pois há menos peixinhos a nadar no mar

Do que os beijinhos que eu darei na sua boca

Dentro dos meus braços os abraços hão de ser milhões de abraços

Apertado assim, colado assim, calado assim

Abraços e beijinhos e carinhos sem ter fim

Que é pra acabar com esse negócio de viver longe de mim

Não quero mais esse negócio de você viver assim

Vamos deixar desse negócio de você viver sem mim

Cry me a river

Now you say you're lonely

You cried the long night through

Well, you can cry me a river

Cry me a river

I cried a river over you

Now you say you're sorry

For being so untrue

Well, you can cry me a river

Cry me a river

I cried a river over you

You drove me,

Nearly drove me out of my head

While you never shed a tear

Remember?

I remember all that you said

Told me love was to plebeian

Told me you were through with me

Now you say you love me

Well, just to prove you do

Cry me a river

Cry me a river

I cried a river over you

You drove me

Nearly drove me out of my head

While you never shed a tear

Remember?

I remember all that you said

Told me love was to plebeian

Told me you were through with me...

And now you say you love me

Well, just to prove that you do...

Come on! Come on!

Cry me a river...

Cry me a river...

I cried a river over you

I cried a river over you...

Dance me to the end of love (Leonard Cohen)

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in

Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Day In The Life Of A Fool

A day in the life of a fool.

A sad and a long, lonely day.

I walk the avenue

And hope I'll run into

The welcome sight of you

coming my way.

I stop just across

from your door,

But you're never home

anymore.

So back to my room

and there in the gloom

I cry

tears of goodbye.

'Til you come back to me,

that's the way it will be

ev'ry day in the life of a fool.

Desperado (Johnny Cash)

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?

You been out ridin' fences for so long now.

Oh, you're a hard one,

But I know that you've got your reasons.

These things that are pleasin' you,

Can hurt you somehow.

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy,

She'll beat you if she's able.

Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.

Now it seems to me, some fine things,

Have been laid upon your table.

But you only want the things that you can't get.

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger:

Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home.

And freedom, oh freedom,

Well, that's just some people talkin'

Your prison is walking,

Through this world all alone.

And don't your feet get cold in the winter time?

The sky won't snow, the sun won't shine

It's hard to tell the night time from the day

You're loosin' all your highs and lows

Ain't it funny how the feeling,

Goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?

Come down from your fences, and open the gate

It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you,

You better let somebody love you,

You better let somebody love you,

You better let somebody love you,

Before it's too late.

Ecoutable : -desperado.html

Don't know why (Norah Jones)

I waited 'til I saw the sun

I don't know why I didn't come

I left you by the house of fun

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day

I wished that I could fly away

Instead of kneeling in the sand

Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine

But you'll be on my mind

Forever

Out across the endless sea

I would die in ecstasy

But I'll be a bag of bones

Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine

But you'll be on my mind

Forever

Something has to make you run

I don't know why I didn't come

I feel as empty as a drum

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE, GONNA LAY MY BURDEN DOWN

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AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE

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I AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE

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STUDY, WAR NO MORE

I AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE

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AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE

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DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE,

GONNA MEET MY MOTHER THERE '); } // -->

Dream a little dream of me

(W.Schwant/F.Andre/G.Kahn)

Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper I love you

Birds singing in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty night and kiss me

just hold me tight and tell me you miss me

While I'm alone and blue as can be

Dream an little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear

still craving your kiss

now I'm longing to linger till dawn dear

just saying this

Sweet dreams till something find you

sweet dream that leave your worries behind you

But in your dreams whatever they be

Dream a little dream of me

But fading but I linger on dear

still craving your kiss

but I'm longing to linger till dawn

just saying this

But in your dreams whatever they be

you gotta make me a promise

promise to me

you'll dream a little dream of me

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French Version

Ce souvenir je te le rends.

Des souvenirs, tu sais j'en ai tellement.

Puisqu'on reva de jours errants.

Pas la peine de changer trop...

Ce souvenir je te le prends.

Des souvenirs, comme ca j'en ai tout le temps.

Si par erreur la vie nous separe,

J'le sortirai d'mon tiroir.

J'reve les yeux ouverts.

Ca m'fait du bien.

Ca ne va pas plus loin.

J'vais pas voir derriere

Puisque j'aime bien.

Vivement demain.

Un dernier verre de sherry.

Du sherry mon amant quand je m'ennuie.

Tous les jours se ressemblent a present.

Tu me manques terriblement...

 

This memory I'm giving back to you.

These memories, you know I have so many.

Since we dreamed of passing days

No need to change too much.

This memory I'm taking from you.

Memories like that happen to me all the time.

If life mistakenly sets us apart,

I'll get it from my drawer.

I dream with my eyes open.

It feels good.

It does not go any farther.

I don't look back

Since I feel good.

I wish tomorrow would come quick.

A last glass of sherry.

Sherry, my love, when I feel sad.

All days look alike to me now.

I miss you so terribly.

Translation: Professor Jacques Bereaud

Cornell University Compiled by: mulder@

 

EL PASO DEL EBRO

Chant des Républicains durant la guerre d’Espagne

El Ejercito del Ebro

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Una noche el rio paso,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Y las tropas invasoras

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Buena paliza les dio,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

El furor de los traidores

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Lo descarga su aviacion,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Pero nada pueden bombas

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Donde sobra corazon,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Contraataques muy rabiosos

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Deberemos resistir,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Pero igual que combatimos

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Prometemos combatir,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

El Ejercito del Ebro

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

El Ejercito del Ebro !

Essa Moça Tá Diferente (Chico Buarque)

Essa moça tá diferente

Já não me conhece mais

Está pra lá de pra frente

Está me passando pra trás

Essa moça tá decidida

A se supermodernizar

Ela só samba escondida

Que é pra ninguém reparar

Eu cultivo rosas e rimas

Achando que é muito bom

Ela me olha de cima

E vai desinventar o som

Faço-lhe um concerto de flauta

E não lhe desperto emoção

Ela quer ve o astronauta

Descer na televisão

Mas o tempo vai

Mas o tempo vem

Ela me desfaz

Mas o que é que tem

Que ela só me guarda despeito

Que ela só me guarda desdém

Mas o tempo vai

Mas o tempo vem

Ela me desfaz

Mas o que é que tem

Se do lado esquerdo do peito

No fundo, ela ainda me quer bem

Essa moça tá diferente (etc.)

Essa moça é a tal da janela

Que eu me cansei de cantar

E agora está só na dela

Botando só pra quebrar

Mas o tempo vai (etc.)

Everytime we say goodbye (Cole Porter)

Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,

Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,

Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know.

Think so little of me, they allow you to go.

When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,

I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,

There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor,

Everytime we say goodbye.

When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,

I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,

There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor,

Everytime we say goodbye.

Falling In Love Again – (Marlene Dietrich)

Falling in love again

Never wanted to

What am I to do

I can't help it

Love's always been my game

Play it how I may

I was made that way

I can't help it

Men cluster to me

Like moths around a flame

And if their wings burn

I know I'm not to blame

Falling in love again

Never wanted to

What am I to do

I can't help it

Fever

Never know how much I love you

Never know how much I care,

When you put your arms around me

I get a fever that's so hard to bear

You give me fever, when you kiss me

Fever when you hold me tight.

Fever, in the morning,

Fever all though the night.

Sun lights up the daytime,

Moon lights up the night

And I light up when you call my name

And Oooh I'm gonna treat you right

You give me fever

When you kiss me

Fever when you hold me tight

Fever, in the morning

Fever all through the night.

Everybody's got the fever,

That is something you oughta know

Fever isn't such a new thing

Fever started long ago.

Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same

When he put his arms around her,

He said julie baby you're my flame

Now give me fever, when we kiss,

Fever with that flame in use

Fever, I'm on fire, fever yeah I burn forsooth.

Captain Smith & Pocahontas

Had a very mad affair

when her daddy tried to kill him,

She said daddy oh don't you dare

He give me fever,

With his kisses, fever when he holds me tight

Fever I'm his mrs

Daddy won' t you treat him right

Now you've listened to my story,

Here's the point that I have made

Chicks were born to give you fever

Be it farenheit or centigrade

They give you fever

When you kiss them, fever if you live you learn

Fever, till you sizzle

Fly me to the moon

(Bart Howard)

(Artist: Frank Sinatra, Count Basie)

Intro:

Poets often use many words to say a simple thing.

It takes thought and time and rhyme to make a poem sing.

With music and words I've been playing.

For you I have written a song

To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying,

I'll translate as I go along.

Fly me to the moon

Let me sing among those stars

Let me see what spring is like

On Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand

In other words, baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song

Let me sing for ever more

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true

In other words, I love you

Frim Fram Sauce (Diana Krall)

I don't want french fried potatoes,

Red ripe tomatoes, I'm never satisfied,

I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,

With shififah on the side

I don't want pork chops and bacon,

That won't awaken my appetite inside,

I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,

With shififah on the side

Well, you know, a girl has really got to eat

And a girl, she should eat right

Five will get you ten

I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,

You heard what I said, waiter please serve mine fried

I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,

With shififah on the side

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JohnnO also posted his thoughts on alt.music.lyrics:

There's a good reason that you couldn't decipher that part...because it's gibberish. In Nat's original version, there's a tip-off sentence that explains the whole thing. Here first is Diana's version, followed by Nat's. Each of them, by the way, uses a different gibberish line in the song, so each has been given the one specific to that performer.

Having said that, I must, in all fairness, give equal time to those who have a dissenting opinion. Quoting from the liner notes to Mosaic's 18-CD set, "Some older musicians contend that, while the title made as much sense as "Shoo Fly Pie," in fact there really was an "Ausen" bakery that served something called "chefafa" on the side."

Personally, I wonder more about what those "older musicians" had been drinking than what they had been eating...especially in light of Nat's final line.

There was a wealth of material to choose from for Nat, this being one of his most-recorded songs, including a V-disc recording and

at least 3 live versions that have been issued on CD alone, ALL of which include the final line that explains the whole thing. I went

with the domestically-released studio version for the transcript.

Anyway, it's a shame to realize that my dream girl has feet of clay... leaving out the joke without which the song makes no sense. But she compensates for it with a neat stride intro which sounds a lot like Fats Waller with a hangover...as opposed to Nat's own intro,

which sounds more like Art Tatum on 'ludes...and I must say it's refreshing to know that this is the second lyric from

Diana/Nat I've been asked to post here...

Diana Krall Frim Fram Sauce

All For You (A Dedication to The Nat King Cole Trio)

I don't want French-fried potatoes,

Red, ripe tomatoes.

I'm never satisfied.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

I don't want pork chops and bacon.

That won't awaken

My appetite inside.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

Well, you know,

A girl, she really got to eat,

And a girl, she should eat right.

Five will get you ten

I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread,

You heard what I said.

Waiter, please, I want mine fried.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

Shoo, doo-doo-doo-ya, doo, doo;

Shuuba doo-ya doo, sheeya-did'n'doo.

I don't want French-fried potatoes,

Red, ripe tomatoes.

I'm never satisfied.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

I don't want pork chops and bacon.

That won't awaken

My appetite inside.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

Now you know,

Girls. we really got to eat,

And you know we should eat right.

Five will get you ten

I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread,

You heard what I said.

Waiter, please, I want mine fried.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With the oss and fay

With shifafa on the side.

Ooh, with shifafa, uh, on the side.

The Frim Fram Sauce

Nat King Cole/The King Cole Trio

I don't want French-fried potatoes,

Red, ripe tomatoes.

I'm never satisfied.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With feeossanfay

With shifafa on the side.

I don't want pork chops and bacon.

That won't awaken

My appetite inside.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With feeossanfay

With shifafa on the side.

A fella really got to eat,

An' a fella should eat right.

Five will get you ten

I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread.

You heard what I said.

Waiter, please serve mine fried.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With feeossanfay

With shifafa on the side.

A fella really got to eat,

An' a fella should eat right.

Five will get you ten

I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread.

You heard what I said.

Waiter, please serve mine fried.

I want the Frim Fram Sauce

With feeossanfay

With shifafa on the side.

Now, if you don't have it,

Just bring me a check for the water.

From this moment on (Cole Porter)

Now that we are close, no more nights morose,

Now that we are one, the beguine has just begun.

Now that we're side by side, the future looks so gay,

Now we are allibied when we say.......

From this moment on, you for me dear

Only two for tea dear, from this moment on,

From this happy day, no more blue songs,

Only whoop dee doo songs,

From this moment on.

For you've got the love I need so much,

Got the skin I love to touch,

Got the arms to hold me tight,

Got the sweet lips to kiss me goodnight,

From this moment on, you and I, babe,

We'll be ridin' high, babe.

Every care is gone, from this moment on.

Georgia on my mind

(Stuard Gorrell / Hoagy Carmichael)

Georgia

Georgia, the whole day through

Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind

Georgia

Georgia, a song of you

Comes as sweet and clean as moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach ot to me

Other eyes smile tenderly

Still in peaceful dreams I see the roads leads back to you

Georgia

Georgia, no peace I find

Just and on song keeps Georgia on my mind

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Girl from Ipanema, The

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah

When she walks, she's like a samba

That swings so cool and sways so gentle

That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh

(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly

How can I tell her I love her

Yes I would give my heart gladly

But each day, when she walks to the sea

She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)

(She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...)

Garota de Ipanema

olha que coisa mais linda

mais cheia de graca e a menina que ven

e que passa

um doce balanco a caminho do mar

moca do corpo dourado do sol de ipamena

o seu balancado e mais que um poema

e a coisa mais linda que eu ja vi passar

ah...porque tudo e tao triste

ah...a beleza que  existe

a beleza  que nao e so minha

que tambem passa sozinha

ah. se ela soubesse que quando ela passa

o mundo sorrindo se enche de graca

e fica mais lindo por causa do amor...

Gole Sangam

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

mesle af tab agar barman

natabi sardamo bi rangam

chorus:

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

mesle af tab agar barman

natabi sardamo bi rangam

chorus

hameh a ham hameh dardam

mesle tufan doreh gardam

hameh a ham hameh dardam

mesle tufan doreh gardam

baden mastam ke tu sahro

mi picham doreh to me gardam

chorus

instr chorus

mesle baroon agar nabori

khabaraz haleh man nadori

bi to parpar misham doruzeh

deleh sangat baram misuzeh

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

chorus

English Translation

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

like sun if not on me

doesn't shine I am cold and colorless

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

like sun if not on me

doesn't shine I am cold and colorless

I'm all sighs and all pain

like a storm I'm full of dust

I'm all sighs and all pain

like a storm I'm full of dust

a drunken wind in the desert

lost and going in circles around you

if you don't fall on me like rain

and you don't know how I'm doing

I'll be losing my petals in two days

your stone heart is softening for me

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen)

I've heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care for music do you?

It goes like this

The fourth,

The fifth,

The minor fall, the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you

To a kitchen chair

She broke your throne and cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before

I know this room I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you

I've seen your flag on the Marble Arch

Love is not a Victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Now Maybe there's a God above

But all I ever learned from love

was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

It's not a cry you can hear at night

It's not a pilgrim who's seen the light

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know

What was real and going on below

But now you never show it to me, do you?

And remember when I moved in you?

The Holy Dove was moving too

And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain

But I don't even know the name

But if I did, well really, what's it to you?

There's a blaze of light in every word

It doesn't matter which you heard

The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much,

I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch,

I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you

And even though

It all went wrong

I'll stand before the Lord of Song

With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

HARD TIME KILLING FLOOR BLUES

Hard time here and everywhere you go

Times is harder than ever been before

And the people are driftin' from door to door

Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go

Hear me tell you people, just before I go

These hard times will kill you just dry long so

Well, you hear me singin' my lonesome song

These hard times can last us so very long

If I ever get off this killin' floor

I'll never get down this low no more

No-no, no-no, I'll never get down this low no more

And you say you had money, you better be sure

'Cause these hard times will drive you from door to door

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more

These hard times will drive you from door to door

IL EST 5H PARIS S’EVEILLE

Am Dm C E7

1 - Je suis le dauphin de la place Dauphine et la place Blanche a mauvaise mine

Am Dm C

Les camions sont pleins de lait, les balayeurs sont pleins de balais,

E7 A Bm E7 Am

Il est cinq heures. Paris s'éveille, Paris s'éveille.

2 - Les travestis vont se raser, les strip-teaseuses sont rhabillées

Les traversins sont écrasés, les amoureux sont fatigués,

3 - Le café est dans les tasses, les cafés nettoient leurs glaces

Et sur le boulevard Montparnasse la gare n'est plus qu'une carcasse

4 - Les banlieusards sont dans les gares, à La Villette on tranche le lard,

Paris by Night regagne les cars, les boulangers font des bâtards

5 - La Tour Eiffel a froid aux pieds, l'Arc de Triomphe est ranimé

Et l'obélisque est bien dressé entre la nuit et la journée

6 - Les journaux sont imprimés, les ouvriers sont déprimés

Les gens se lèvent, ils sont brimés, c'est l'heure où je vais me coucher

A Bm

Il est cinq heures, Paris se lève,

E7 Am

Il est cinq heures, je n'ai pas sommeil.

Il N'y A Pas d'Amour Heureux

(George Brassens, Louis Aragon)

Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme. Ni sa force

Ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur. Et quand il croit

Ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix

Et quand il croit serrer son bonheur il le broie

Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes

Qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin

À quoi peut leur servir de se lever matin

Eux qu'on retrouve au soir désoeuvrés incertains

Dites ces mots ma vie et retenez vos larmes

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure

Je te porte en moi comme un oiseau blessé

Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer

Répétant après moi les mots que j'ai tressés

Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Le temps d'aprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard

Que pleurent dans la nuit nos coeurs à l'unisson

Ce qu'il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson

Ce qu'il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson

Ce qu'il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne soit douleur.

Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit meurtri.

Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit flétri.

Et pas plus que de toi l'amour de la patrie.

Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne vive de pleurs.

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux.

Mais c'est notre amour à tous les deux.

I Love Paris  (Porter)

I love Paris in the spring time

I love Paris in the fall

I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris

Because my love is here

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I'm beginning to see the light

(H.James/Ellington/J.Hodges/D.George)

I never cared much for moonlit skies

I never wink back at fireflies

But now that the stars are in your eyes

I'm beginning to see the light

I never went in for afterglow

Or candlelight on the mistletoe

But now when you turn the lamp down low

I'm beginning to see the light

Used to ramble through the park

Shadowboxing in the dark

Then you came and caused a spark

That's a four-alarm fire now

I never made love by lantern-shine

I never saw rainbows in my wine

But now that your lips are burning mine

I'm beginning to see the light

I Put a Spell on You

(Screamin' Jay Hawkins)

I put a spell on you

'Cause you're mine

You better stop the things you do

I ain't lyin'

No I ain't lyin'

You know I can't stand it

You're runnin' around

You know better daddy

I can't stand it cause you put me down

I put a spell on you

Because you're mine

You're mine

I love ya

I love you

I love you

I love you anyhow

And I don't care

if you don't want me

I'm yours right now

You hear me

I put a spell on you

Because you're mine

It ain't necessarily so (Gershwin)

Sportin' Life:

It ain't necessarily so,

All:

It ain't necessarily so.

Sportin' Life:

De t'ings dat yo li'ble

To read in de Bible -

It ain't necessarily so.

Li'l' David was small, but oh my!

All:

Li'l' David was small, but oh my!

Sportin' Life:

He fought Big Goliath

Who lay down and dieth -

Li'l' David was small, but oh my!

Wadoo!

Ensemble:

Wadoo!

Sportin' Life:

Zim bam boddle-oo!

Ensemble:

Zim bam boddle-oo!

Sportin' Life:

Hoodle ah da waah da!

Ensemble:

Hoodle ah da waah da!

Sportin' Life:

Scatty way!

Ensemble:

Scatty wah!

Sportin' Life:

Yeah!

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale

All:

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

Sportin' Life:

Fo' he made his home in

Dat fish's abdomen -

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

L'il' Moses was found in a stream

All:

L'il' Moses was found in a stream

Sportin' Life:

He floated on water

'Till Ole' Pharaoh's daughter

She fished him, she says from dat stream.

Wadoo!

Ensemble:

Wadoo!

Sportin' Life:

Zim bam boddle-oo!

Ensemble:

Zim bam boddle-oo!

Sportin' Life:

Hoodle ah da waah da!

Ensemble:

Hoodle ah da waah da!

Sportin' Life:

Scatty way!

Ensemble:

Scatty wah!

Sportin' Life:

Yeah!

It ain't necessarily so

All:

It ain't necessarily so

Sportin' Life:

Dey tell all you chillun

De Debble's a villun

But 'tain't necessarily so.

To get into Hebbben

Don't snap fo' a sebben -

Live clean! Don' have no fault!

Oh, I takes dat gospel

Whenever it's pos'ple -

But wid a grain of salt!

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

All:

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

Sportin' Life:

But who calls dat livin'

When no gal'll give in

To no man what's nine hundred years?

I'm preachin' dis sermon to show

It ain't nessa, ain't nessa,

Ain't nessa, ain't nessa -

All:

It ain't necessarily so!

It's Oh So Quiet (Bjork)

It's, oh, so quiet

It's, oh, so still

You're all alone

And so peaceful until...

You fall in love

Zing boom

The sky above

Zing boom

Is caving in

Wow bam

You've never been so nuts about a guy

You wanna laugh you wanna cry

You cross your heart and hope to die

'Til it's over and then

It's nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

So what's the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

It's, oh, so quiet

It's, oh, so still

You're all alone

And so peaceful until...

You ring the bell

Bim bam

You shout and you yell

Hi ho ho

You broke the spell

Gee, this is swell you almost have a fit

This guy is 'gorge' and I got hit

There's no mistake this is it

'Til it's over and then

It's nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

What's the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

The sky caves in

The devil cuts loose

You blow blow blow blow your fuse

When you've fallen in love

ssshhhhh...

Just One of Those Things (Cole Porter)

It was just one of those things

Just one of those crazy flings

One of those bells that now and then rings

Just one of those things

It was just one of those nights

Just one of those fabulous flights

A trip to the moon on gossamer wings

Just one of those things

If we'd thought a bit before the end of it

When we started painting the town

We'd have been aware that our love affair

Was too hot not to cool down

So good-bye, dear, and amen

Here's hoping we meet now and then

It was great fun

But it was just one of those things

LES FEUILLES MORTES/AUTUMN LEAVES

(English lyrics by Johnny Mercer/French lyrics by Jacques Prevert

Music by Joseph Kosma]

The falling leaves

Drift by the window

The autumn leaves

Of red and gold

I see your lips

The summer kisses

The sun-burned hands

I used to hold

Since you went away

The days grow long

And soon I'll hear

Old winter's song

But I miss you most of all my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall

C'est une chanson

Qui nous resemble

Toi qui m'aimais

Et je t'aimais

Nous vivions tous

Les deux ensemble

Toi qui m'aimais

Moi qui t'aimais

Mais la vie separe

Ceux qui s'aiment

Tout doucement

Sans faire du bruit

Et la mer efface sur le sable

Les pas des amants desunis

Since you went away

The days grow long

And soon I'll hear

Old winter's song

But I miss you most of all my darling

When autumn leaves start to fall

LIKE SOMEONE IN LOVE

(Sarah Vaughan / BJÖRK)

Lately . . .

I find myself out gazin' at stars,

Hearing guitars,

Like someone in love . . .

Sometimes . . .

The things I do astound me,

Mostly . . .

Whenever you're around me . . .

Lately . . .

I seem to walk, as though I had wings,

Bump into things,

Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,

I'm limp as a glove,

An' feelin' like someone in love . . .

< instrumental bridge >

I bump into things,

Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,

I'm limp as a glove,

An' feelin' like someone in love . . .

LIVE TILL I DIE

I'm gonna live till I die

I'm gonna laugh stead of cry

I'm gonna take the town turn it upside down

I'm gonna live, live, live until I die

They're gonna say what a guy

I'm gonna play for the sky

Ain't gonna miss a thing,gonna have my fling

I'm gonna live live live until I die

Those blues I lay low, I'll make them stay low

They'll never trail over my head

I'll be a devil till I'm an angel

But until then Hallelujah

Gonna dance gonna fly

I'll take my chance riding high

Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup

I'm gonna live, live, live until I die

Those blues I lay low,I'll make them stay low

They'll never trail over my head

I'll be a devil till I'm an angel

But until then Hallelujah

Gonna dance gonna fly

I'll take my chance riding high

Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup

I'm gonna live, live, live, live until I die

Love for Sale (Cole Porter)

When the only sound in the empty street,

Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet

That belong to a lonesome cop

I open shop.

When the moon so long has been gazing down

On the wayward ways of this wayward town.

That her smile becomes a smirk,

I go to work.

Love for sale,

Appetising young love for sale.

Love that's fresh and still unspoiled,

Love that's only slightly soiled,

Love for sale.

Who will buy?

Who would like to sample my supply?

Who's prepared to pay the price,

For a trip to paradise?

Love for sale

Let the poets pipe of love

in their childish way,

I know every type of love

Better far than they.

If you want the thrill of love,

I've been through the mill of love;

Old love, new love

Every love but true love

Love for sale.

Appetising young love for sale.

If you want to buy my wares.

Follow me and climb the stairs

Love for sale.

Love for sale.

Mack the Knife

Oh the shark has pretty teeth dear

And he shows them pearly white

Just a jack-knife has Mac-heath dear

And he keeps it out of sight

When the shark bites with his teeth dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves though wears Mac-heath dear

So there's not a trace of red

On the sidewalk Sunday morning

Lies a body oozing life

Someone's sneaking 'round the corner

Is the someone Mack the Knife

From a tugboat by the river

A cement bag's dropping down

The cement's just for the weight dear

Bet you Mackies's back in town

Louis Miller disappeared dear

After drawing out his cash

And Mac-heath spends like a sailo

Did our boy do something rash

Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver

Polly Peachum Lucy Brown

O the line forms on the right dear

Now that Mackie's back in town

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MACK THE KNIFE

Oh the shark has pretty teeth dear, and he shows them pearly white. Just a

jack-knife has Mack Heath dear, and he keeps it out of sight.

When the shark bites with his teeth dear, scarlet billows start to spread.

Fancy gloves do, wears Mack Heath dear, so there's not trace of red.

On the sidewalk Sunday morning ... lies a body oozing life. Someone's sneaking

around the corner. Is that someone Mack the Knife?

Yes from a tugboat by the river..... a cement bag drooping down. And the

cement's, for the weight dear. You know that Mack Heath's back in town.

Yeah Louis Miller disappeared dear, after drawing out all his cash. And Mack

Heath spends like a sailor. Did our boy do something rash?

Suki Todre, Jenny Diver, Lotti Lenya, sweet Lucy Brown. Yes the line forms on

the right dear, now that Mack Heath's back in town.

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Und der Haifisch, der hat Zähne

Und die trägt er im Gesicht

Und MacHeath, der hat ein Messer

Doch das Messer sieht man nicht.

2. Ach, es sind des Haifischs Flossen

Rot, wenn dieser Blut vergießt!

Mackie Messer trägt 'n Handschuh

Drauf man keine Untat liest.

3. An der Themse grünem Wasser

Fallen plötzlich Leute um!

Es ist weder Pest noch Cholera

Doch es heißt: MacHeath geht um.

4. An 'nem schönen blauen Sonntag

Liegt ein toter Mann am Strand

Und ein Mensch geht um die Ecke

Den man Mackie Messer nannt.

5. Und Schmul Meier bleibt verschwunden

Und so mancher reiche Mann

Und sein Geld hat Mackie Messer

Dem man nichts beweisen kann.

6. Jenny Fowler ward gefunden

Mit 'nem Messer in der Brust

Und am Kai geht Mackie Messer

Der von allem nichts gewußt.

7. Wo ist Alfons Glite, der Fuhrherr?

Kommt das je ans Sonnenlicht?

Wer es immer wissen könnte

Mackie Messer weiß es nicht.

8. Und das große Feuer in Soho

Sieben Kinder und ein Greis

In der Menge Mackie Messer, den

Man nicht fragt und der nix weiß.

9. Und die minderjährige Witwe

Deren Namen jeder weiß

Wachte auf und war geschändet

Mackie, welches war dein Preis?

10. Und die Fische, sie verschwinden,

Doch zum Kummer des Gerichts

Man zitiert am End den Haifisch,

Doch der Haifisch weiß von nichts

11. Und er kann sich nicht erinnern

Und man kann nicht an ihn ran,

Denn ein Haifisch ist kein Haifisch

Wenn man nicht beweisen kann.

The Man I Love

(Gershwin)

Some day he'll come along,

The man I love

And he'll be big and strong,

The man I love

And when he comes my way

I'll do my best to make him stay.

He'll look at me and smile

I'll understand ;

And in a little while,

He'll take my hand ;

And though it seems absurd,

I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday

Maybe Monday, maybe not ;

Still I'm sure to meet him one day

Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home

Just meant for two,

From which I'll never roam,

Who would - would you ?

And so all else above

I'm waiting for the man I love.

Many Rivers to Cross

(Jimmy Cliff, version as sung by Toni Childs)

Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over.

Wandering I am lost, as I travel alone and it's only my pride that keeps me alive.

I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.

But my loneliness won't leave me alone

It's such a drag to be on your own

A woman left and she didn't say bye.

So I've got to survive.

Many rivers to cross, but just where to begin, I'm playing for time.

Many times I find myself thinking I've committed some dreadful crime.

Mercedes Benz (Janis Joplin)

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.

Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,

So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?

Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me.

I wait for delivery each day until three,

So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?

I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.

Prove that you love me and buy the next round,

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?

Everybody!

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends,

Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,

So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

That’s it!

Minnie the Moocher

Hey folks here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher

She was a low-down Hoochie Koocher

She was the roughest toughest frail

But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi--------------

Hodey odey odey oh--------------

Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee--------------

Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho--------------

She messed around with a bloke named smokey

She loved him though he was cokey

He took her down to Chinatown

And showed her how to kick the gong around

Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi--------------

Whooooooooaaaap! --------------

Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee--------------

Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho--------------

She had a dream about the King of Sweden

He gave her things that she was needin'

He gave her a home built of gold and steel

A diamond car with the platinum wheels

Hidey------------

He gave her is townhouse and his racin' horses

Each meal she ate was a dozen courses

Had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes

She sat around and counted them a million times

Milord

Allez, venez, Milord!

Vous asseoir à ma table;

Il fait si froid, dehors,

Ici c'est confortable.

Laissez-vous faire, Milord

Et prenez bien vos aises,

Vos peines sur mon coeur

Et vos pieds sur une chaise

Je vous connais, Milord,

Vous n'm'avez jamais vue

Je ne suis qu'une fille du port,

Qu'une ombre de la rue...

Pourtant j'vous ai frôlé

Quand vous passiez hier,

Vous n'étiez pas peu fier,

Dame! Le ciel vous comblait:

Votre foulard de soie

Flottant sur vos épaules,

Vous aviez le beau rôle,

On aurait dit le roi...

Vous marchiez en vainqueur

Au bras d'une demoiselle

Mon Dieu!... Qu'elle était belle...

J'en ai froid dans le coeur...

Allez, venez, Milord!

Vous asseoir à ma table;

Il fait si froid, dehors,

Ici c'est confortable.

Laissez-vous faire, Milord,

Et prenez bien vos aises,

Vos peines sur mon coeur

Et vos pieds sur une chaise

Je vous connais, Milord,

Vous n'm'avez jamais vue

Je ne suis qu'une fille du port

Qu'une ombre de la rue...

Dire qu'il suffit parfois

Qu'il y ait un navire

Pour que tout se déchire

Quand le navire s'en va...

Il emmenait avec lui

La douce aux yeux si tendres

Qui n'a pas su comprendre

Qu'elle brisait votre vie

L'amour, ça fait pleurer

Comme quoi l'existence

Ça vous donne toutes les chances

Pour les reprendre après...

Allez, venez, Milord!

Vous avez l'air d'un môme!

Laissez-vous faire, Milord,

Venez dans mon royaume:

Je soigne les remords,

Je chante la romance,

Je chante les milords

Qui n'ont pas eu de chance!

Regardez-moi, Milord,

Vous n'm'avez jamais vue...

...Mais... vous pleurez, Milord?

Ça... j'l'aurais jamais cru!...

Eh ben, voyons, Milord!

Souriez-moi, Milord!

...Mieux qu' ça! Un p'tit effort...

Voilà, c'est ça!

Allez, riez, Milord!

Allez, chantez, Milord!

La-la-la...

Mais oui, dansez, Milord!

La-la-la... Bravo Milord!

La-la-la... Encore Milord!... La-la-la...

Miss Otis Regrets (she's unable to lunch today)

(Cole Porter)

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today, madam,

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

She is sorry to be delayed,

but last evening down in Lover's Lane she strayed, madam,

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam,

She ran to the man who had led her so far astray,

And from under her velvet gown,

She drew a gun and shot her love down, madam,

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

When the mob came and got her and dragged from her the jail, madam,

They strung her upon the old willow across the way,

And the moment before she died,

She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam......

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today

Misty

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;

And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud,

I can' t understand

I get misty, just holding your hand.

Walk my way,

And a thousand violins begin to play,

Or it might be the sound of your hello,

That music I hear,

I get misty, the moment you're near.

Can't you see that you're leading me on?

And it's just what I want you to do,

Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost

That's why I'm following you.

On my own,

When I wander through this wonderland alone,

Never knowing my right foot from my left

My hat from my glove

I'm too misty, and too much in love.

Too misty,

And too much

In love.....

My Baby just Cares for Me

(Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson)

My baby don't care for shows

My baby don't care for clothes

My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for cars and races

My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style

And even Lana Turner's smile

Is somethin' he can't see

My baby don't care who knows

My baby just cares for me

Baby, my baby don't care for shows

And he don't even care for clothes

He cares for me

My baby don't care

For cars and races

My baby don't care for

He don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style

And even Liberace's smile

Is something he can't see

Is something he can't see

I wonder what's wrong with baby

My baby just cares for

My baby just cares for

My baby just cares for me

Original lyric

My baby don't care for shows

My baby don't care for clothes

My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for cars and races

My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style

And even Lana Turner's smile

is somethin' he can't see

My baby don't care who knows it

My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for shows

And he don't even care for clothes

My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for cars and races

My baby don't care for

he don't care for high-tone places

I wonder what's wrong with baby

My baby just cares for

Just says his prayers for

My baby just cares for me

Alternatve version:

My baby don't care for shows, my baby don't care for clothes

My baby just cares for me!

My baby don't care for, cars and races,

My baby don't care for, high tall places.

Sharon Stone is not his style, and even Cindy Crawford's smile

Is somethin' he can't see.

My baby don't care who knows it,

My baby just cares for me.

My baby dont' care for shows, and he don't even care for clothes,

My baby just cares for me.

My baby don't care for, cars and races,

My baby don't care for, he dont' care for high tall places

Sharon Stone is not his style, and even Cindy Crawford's smile

Is somethin' he can't see,

Is somethign he can't see

I wonder what's wrong with baby!

My baby just cares for,

he just says his prayers for

My baby just cares for me!

My Funny Valentine

Behold the way our fine feathered friend,

His virtue doth parade

Thou knowest not, my dim-witted friend

The picture thou hast made

Thy vacant brow, and thy tousled hair

Conceal thy good intent

Thou noble upright truthful sincere,

And slightly dopey gent

You’re my funny valentine,

Sweet comic valentine,

You make me smile with my heart.

Your looks are laughable, un-photographable,

Yet, you’re my favorite work of art.

Is your figure less than greek?

Is your mouth a little weak?

When you open it to speak, are you smart?

But, don’t change a hair for me.

Not if you care for me.

Stay little valentine, stay!

Each day is valentine’s day

Is your figure less than greek?

Is your mouth a little weak?

When you open it to speak, are you smart?

But, don’t change a hair for me.

Not if you care for me.

Stay little valentine, stay!

Each day is valentine’s day

My heart belongs to Daddy

While tearing off a game of golf

I may make a play for the caddy

But when I do, I don't follow though

'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy

If I invite a boy some night

To dine on my fine finnan haddie

I just adore his asking for more

But my heart belongs to Daddy

Yes my heart belongs to Daddy

So I simply couldn't be bad.

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy

Da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da--ad

So I want to warn you laddie,

Though I think you're perfectly swell

That my heart belongs to Daddy

'Cause my daddy he treats it so well.

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MY HEART BELONGS TO DADDY  (Cole Porter) ("Leave It to Me")

I used to fall in love with all those boys who maul refined ladies,

But now I tell each young gazelle to go to hell, I mean Hades.

For since I've come to care for such a sweet millionaire.

While tearing off a game of golf, I may make a play for the caddy.

But when I do, I don't follow through, cause my heart belongs to daddy.

If I invite a boy some night to dine on my fine finnan haddie.

I just adore his asking for more but my heart belongs to daddy.

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad!

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-daddy-ad!

So I want to warn you, daddy, though I think you're perfectly swell,

That my heart belongs to daddy cause my daddy he treats it so well!

He treats it and treats it and then he repeats it, yes, daddy, he treats it so well.

Saint Patrick's Day, although I may be seen wearing green with a paddy,

I'm always sharp when playing the harp, cause my heart belongs to daddy.

Though other dames at football games may long for a strong undergraddy.

I never dream of making the team, 'cause my heart belongs to daddy.

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad!

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-daddy-ad!

So, I want to warn you, laddie, though I simply hate to be frank,

That I can't be mean to daddy, cause my da-da-daddy might spank!

In matters artistic, he's not modernistic, so da-da-daddy might spank.

New York, New York

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today

I want to be a part of it - New York, New York

These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray

Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep

And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away

I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York

If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere

It's up to you - New York, New York

Night and Day

Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom

When the jungle shadows fall

Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock

As it stands against the wall

Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops

When the summer shower is through

So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you

Night and day, you are the one

Only you beneath the moon AND under the sun

Whether near to me, or far

It's no matter darling where you are

I think of you

NIGHT AND DAY, DAY AND NIGHT, why is it so

That this longing for you follows wherever I go

In the roaring traffic's boom

In the silence of my lonely room

I think of you

NIGHT AND DAY, NIGHT AND DAY

Under the hide of me

There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me

And ITS torment won't be through

'TIL you let me spend my life making love to you

Day and night, night and day

Old MacDonald

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

And on this farm there was a chick

The prettiest chick I know

With a little curve here and a little curve there

This chick she had curves everywhere

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

And oh this chick she had to walk, E-I-E-I-O

And how this walk would drive 'em wild swinging to and 'fro

With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there

Man this chick had wiggles to spare

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

When she went walking into town, E-I-E-I-O

The local gentry popped their eyes

Tarnation what a show

With a goldang here and a goshdarn there

Heavens to Betsy I do declare

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

There was a barn dance Saturday night, E-I-E-I-O

And the fellows came from miles around

Just to see her dosey-do

With a promenade here and a promenade there

At a square dance, boy, this chick was no square

Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

I used to be a travelling man, E-I-O,

Until I hit MacDonald's place

Things were mighty slow

With a little chick here and a little chick there

I didn't have a real chick anywhere

Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

This farmer's daughter knocked me out, E-I-E-I-O

I asked MacDonald for her hand

And pop, he hollered "Go!"

With a little curve here and a little wiggle there

A goldang here and a goshdarn there

A dosey-do here and a promenade there

Got my own private county fair

'Cause ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

Quizás, quizás, quizás

Siempre que te pregunto,

qué, cuándo, cómo y dónde,

tú siempre me respondes,

quizás, quizás, quizás.

Y así pasan los días,

y yo desesperando,

y tú, tú contestando,

quizás, quizás, quizás.

Estás perdiendo el tiempo,

pensando, pensando,

por lo que tú más quieras,

hasta cuando, hasta cuando.

Y así pasan los días,

y yo desesperando,

y tú, tú contestando,

quizás, quizás, quizás.

Estás perdiendo el tiempo,

pensando, pensando,

por lo que tú más quieras,

hasta cuando, hasta cuando.

Y así pasan los días,

y yo desesperando,

y tú, tú contestando,

quizás, quizás, quizás.

'Round Midnight

It begins to tell,

'round midnight, midnight.

I do pretty well, till after sundown,

Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;

But it really gets bad,

'round midnight.

Memories always start 'round midnight

Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,

When my heart is still with you,

And ol' midnight knows it, too.

When a quarrel we had needs mending,

Does it mean that our love is ending.

Darlin' I need you, lately I find

You're out of my heart,

And I'm out of my mind.

Let our hearts take wings'

'round midnight, midnight

Let the angels sing,

for your returning.

Till our love is safe and sound.

And old midnight comes around.

Feelin' sad,

really gets bad

Round.....Round.......Round....Mid.....night......

SAMBA EM PRELUDIO

Bm Bm9 Bm Em7 Em7/6 Em Em7/-5 Bbdim  

Bm7      Bm7/+5  Bm7 F#7      F#7/-9 F# Am6       B7/+5  Em9

Eu sem voce      Nao tenho porque    Porque sem voce Nao sei nem chorar

  

    G6        F#7/+5 Bm7     D/A    G#dim           G6         F#7/+5

Sou chama sem luz Jardim sem luar Luar sem amor    Amor sem se dar  

Bm7      Bm7/+5 Bm7 F#7    F#7/-9 F7 Am6       B7/+5  Em9

Em sem voce     Sou só desamor    Um barco sem mar Um campo sem flor  

    G6       F#7/+5  Bm7      D/A       Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  Em7/-5 Bbdim

Tristeza que vai Tristeza que vem Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém  

Bm7 D/A    G6 F#7       Am6             B7/+5      Em9

Ah, que sauda-de Que vontade de ver renascer nossa vida  

G6 F#7/+5 Bm7 D/A     G#dim                            Dbm7/-5             F#7/+5

Volta, queri- do Teus braços precisam dos meus Os meus braços precisam dos teus  

Bm7   D/A   G6 F#7          Am6                B7/+5        Em9

Estou tao sozi-nha Tenho os olhos cansados de olhar para o além  

G6  F#7/+5 Bm7 D/A      Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  D/A

Vem ver a  vi- da Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém   

      Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  Bm7/9

Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém 

Sentimental Journey

Gonna take a sentimental journey

Gonna set my heart at ease

Gonna make a sentimental journey

To renew old memories.

Got my bag, I got my reservation,

Spent each dime I could afford.

Like a child in wild anticipation,

Long to hear that "All Aboard".

Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven.

I'll be waiting up for heaven

Counting every mile of railroad track that takes me back.

Never thought my heart could be so yearny.

Why did I decide to roam?

Gonna take a sentimental journey,

Sentimental journey home.

Temptation

------Tom Waits

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass

everything is made from dreams

time is made from honey slow and sweet

only the fools know what it means

temptation, temptation, temptation

oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist

I know that she is made of smoke

but I've lost my way

she knows that I am broke

so that I must play

temptation, temptation, temptation

oh, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist

Dutch pink and Italian blue

she is waiting there for you

my will has disappeared

now my confusion's oh so clear

temptation, temptation, temptation

whoa, whoa, temptation, temptation

The beat

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave

La de la de deee

La de la de daaaa

When you have reached the edge by far

History has turned the page by far

We still wanna hear a brand new thing uh huh

We still need a song to sing uh huh

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave

La de la de deee

La de la de daaaa

Love is the first thing, last thing on my mind

From tonight till the end of time

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes

And the beat goes

And the beat goes on

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave

La de la de deee

La de la de daaaa

We Still move to a rhythm just like this

We Still dream of sharing our first Kiss

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

And the beat goes on

World keeps turning faster everyday (everyday)

We still wannal dance the night away

And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on)

And the beat goes on (etc.)

Veinte Años

Que te importe que te amo

Si tu no me quieres ya?

El amor que ya ha pasado

No se debe recordar.

Fui la ilusion de tu vida

Un dia lejano ya

Hoy represento el pasado

Hoy me puedo conformar

Hoy represento el pasado

Hoy me puedo conformar.

Si las cosas que uno quiere

Se pudieran alcanzar

Tu me quisieras lo mismo

Que veinte anos atras.

Con qu tristeza miramos

un amor que so nos va - es un pedazo del

alma que se arranca sin piedad.

Work Song (Nina Simone)

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang

Breaking rocks and serving my time

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang

Because they done convicted me of crime

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

well reckon that ought to get it

been

working and working

but I still got so terribly far to go

I commited crime Lord I needed

Crime of being hungry and poor

I left the grocery store man bleeding (breathing?)

When they caught me robbing his store

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

Well reckon that ought to get it

been

working and working

but I still got so terribly far to go

I heard the judge say five years

On chain-gang you gonna go

I heard the judge say five years labor

I heard my old man scream "Lordy, no!"

Hold it right there while I hit it

well reckon that ought to get it

been

working and working

but I still got so terribly far to go

Gonna see my sweet honey bee

Gonna break this chain off to run

Gonna lay down somewhere shady

Lord I sure am hot in the sun

Hold it right there while I hit it

well reckon that ought to get it

been

workin' and workin'

been

workin' and slavin' an'workin' and workin'

but I still got so terribly far to go

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