Les 39 chansons 3 (Acte 2)

ACTE II

BABY, THAT'S ROCK AND ROLL

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YAKETY YAK

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Take out the papers and the trash
Or you don't get no spendin' cash
If you don't scrub that kitchen floor
You ain't gonna rock and roll no more
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

Just finish cleanin' up your room
And sweep the dust out with that broom
Get all that garbage out of sight
Or you don't go out Friday night
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

You just put on your coat and hat
And walk yourself to the laundromat
And when you finish doin' that
Bring in the dog and put out the cat
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

Don't you give me no dirty looks
Your father's hip; he knows what cooks
Just tell your hoodlum friend outside
You ain't got time to take a ride
Yakety yak (don't talk back)

(Repeat and fade:)
Yakety yak, yakety yak

CHARLIE BROWN

Fe fe fi fi fo fo fum
I smell smoke in the auditorium
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)

That's him on his knees, I know that's him
From 7 come 11 down in the boys' gym
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)

Who's always writing on the wall?
Who's always goofin' in the hall?
Who's always throwin' spit balls?
Guess who! (Who, me?) Yeah, you!

Who walks in the classroom cool and slow?
Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O?
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)

Who walks in the classroom cool and slow?
Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O?
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)

STAY A WHILE

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Stay awhile, let me hold you
Stay awhile, 'till I've told you oh oh
Of the love that I feel tonight oh yeah

Stay awhile what's your hurry?
Stay awhile, 'cause I worry oh oh
Any time that you're out of sight

I hate to see you go Tell you what I'll do I'll be good to you
I'll make you glad that you are mine, so come on baby

Treat me right, must you run now
For the night's just begun now oh oh
Honey please, won't you stay awhile with meoh yeh yeh

(break)

Oh I hate to see you go Tell you what I'll do I'll be good to you
I'll make you glad that you are mine, so come on baby

Treat me right, must you run now
For the night's just begun now oh oh
Honey please, won't you stay awhile with meoh yeh yeh
Stay awhile with me.

PEARL'S A SINGER

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Une version live de la chanteuse anglaise Elkie Brokks (1977)

TEACH ME HOW TO SHIMMY

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Bon ...Un peu d'exercice avant :



C'est parti !

YOU'RE THE BOSS

LOVIN' YOU

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I will spend my whole life through
loving you, loving you.
Winter, summer, spring-time, too,
loving you, loving you.
Makes no difference where I go or what I do.
You know that I'll always be loving you.

If I'm seen with someone new,
don't be blue, don't be blue.
I'll be faithful I'll be true;
always true, true to you.
There is only one for me, and you know who.
You know that I'll always be loving you.

TREAT ME NICE

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When I walk through that door
Baby be polite
You're gonna make me sore
If you don't greet me right
Don't you ever kiss me once, kiss me twice
Treat me nice

I know that you've been told
It's not fair to tease
So if you come on cold
I'm really gonna freeze
If you don't want me to be cold as ice
Treat me nice

Make me feel at home
If you really care
Scratch my back and run your pretty
Fingers through my hair

You know I'll be your slave
If you ask me to
But if you don't behave
I'll walk right out on you
If you want my love then take my advice
Treat me nice

Make me feel at home
If you really care
Scratch my back and run your pretty
Fingers through my hair

You know I'll be your slave
If you ask me to
But if you don't behave
I'll walk right out on you
If you want my love then take my advice
Treat me nice

If you really want my love then treat me nice

HOUND DOG

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Ici, une anecdote sur la génèse du morceau avec l'effrayante Big Mama T. !

One day in 1952, Johnny (“Willie and the Hand Jive”) Otis was looking for a song for “Big Mama” and summoned Jerry and Mike, a pair of teenaged wizards who’d scored a couple of R&B hits, including “Kansas City,” to his garage, where he was rehearsing wit his band and singers.
They listened to the brash Thornton, dressed, as usual, in coveralls and combat boots, and found her “a bit frightening,” according to Stoller. When Otis asked if they had a song for her, his partner replied, “We don’t now, but we will in a few minutes.”
Leiber writes: “We raced back to Mike’s house and knocked out a song in a matter of minutes … We knew, as they say in the south, that this dog would hunt. ‘Hound Dog’ had the right country-funky feel that the great lady embodied.”
They gave her the song, Mike Stoller began playing it on the piano, and Thornton began crooning it. Leiber broke in: “Big Mama, that ain’t the way it goes.”
OK. I have to break in here. In the Leiber and Stoller book, written with ace biographer David Ritz, Leiber says that Thornton retorted, “I know how it go,” and wagged her tongue at him.
But in the book Tell the Truth Until They Bleed, author Josh Alan Friedman, who profiled and spoke extensively with the two songwriters, reports that Thornton’s response to Leiber was: “White boy, don’t tell me how it go. I know how it go,” and then “flapped her tongue like a snake.”
Oh, yes: Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller were white, Jewish kids who just happened to love blues, jazz and R&B music.
Otis, himself a white man who grew up loving and performing black music, became a mediator. He pacified Thornton and then turned to Leiber. “You sing it, Jerry,” he said. “You show ‘Big Mama’ how it goes.”
And he did. As Stoller recalls: “She heard the rough-and-tough of the song and, just as important, the implicit sexual humor. In short, she got it.” Her croon turned into a more appropriate growl.
The next day, she recorded the song, which would go on to top the R&B charts, and the boys were at the session. “Listening to the playback,” says Leiber, “hearing how ‘Big Mama’ fulfilled our dream, we were the happiest teenagers in the United States of America.”
And that was before Elvis Presley got hold of it, in 1956, and took it to Number One on the pop charts.
By the way, in the “Comments” section for Thornton, one Vault listener writes: “Janis (Joplin) was the only one that called Big Mama to ask permission to sing one of her songs. She also made sure that Big Mama received royalties for that song, unlike Elvis.”
Actually, since Thornton didn’t compose the song, no such permission was needed. And royalties would also go to the writers. Any performance royalties “Big Mama” earned would be the responsibility of her record company, not fellow artists.
Anyway, “Big Mama” did just fine. In the matter of “Hound Dog,” she will always be the originator.

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
cryin' all the time.
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
cryin' all the time.
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit
and you ain't no friend of mine.

When they said you was high classed,
well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed,
well, that was just a lie.
You ain't never caught a rabbit
and you ain't no friend of mine.

LITTLE EGYPT
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I went and bought myself a ticket and
I sat down in the very first row, wo wo.
They pulled the curtain but then when
they turned the spotlight way down low, wo wo,
little Egypt came out strotting,
wearing nothing but a button and a bow, wo wo,
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah''.

She had a ruby on her tummy and
a diamond big as Texas on her toe, wo wo.
She let her hair down and
she did the hoochie koochie real slow, wo wo,
When she did her special number on a zebra skin,
I thought she'd stop the show, wo wo,
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!".

She did a triple somersault and when she hit the ground,
she winked at the audience and then she turned around.
She had a picture of a cowboy tattooed on her spine,
saying Phoenix, Arizona, nineteen forty-nine.

Yeah, but let me tell you people,
little Egypt doesn't dance there anymore, wo wo.
She's too busy mopping and
a taking care of shopping at the store, wo wo.
'Cause we got seven kids and
all day long they crawl around the floor, wo wo,
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!"

I'M A WOMAN
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I can wash out forty-four pairs of socks
And have them hangin out on the line
I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
Before you can count from one to nine
I can scoop up a great big dipper
Full of lard from the drippin's can
Throw it in the skillet, go out and do my
Shopping and be back before it melts in the pan
'Cause I'm a woman
Double U O M A N
I'll say it again

I can rub and scrub till this old house
Is shinin like a dime
Feed the baby, grease the car and
Powder my face at the same time
Get all dressed up, go out and swing
Till four a.m. and then
Lay down at five, jump up at six
And start all over again
'Cause I'm a woman
Double U O M A N
I'll say it again

If you come to me sickly, you know
I'm gonna make you well
If you come to me hexed up,
You know I'm gonna break the spell
If you come to me hungry,
You know I'm gonna fill you full o' grits
If it's lovin' you're lackin', I'll kiss you
And give you the shiverin' fits
'Cause I'm a woman
Double U O M A N
I'll say it again

I can stretch a greenback dollar bill
From here to kingdom come
I can play the numbers, pay my bills
And still end up with some
I got a twenty dollar gold piece says
There ain't nothin I can't do
I can make a dress out of a feed bag
And I can make a man out of you
'Cause I'm a woman
Double U O M A N
I'll say it again
'Cause I'm a woman
Double U O M A N
And that's all





Un duo de blondes (Petula et Peggy !)



Et une sacrée brune ! (Koko Taylor)

THERE'S GOES MY BABY

(Bo-bo, doo-doot-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(There she goes) (doo-doot-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(There she goes) (doo-doot-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Bo-bo) (doo-doot-doo-doo)
(Bo-bo) (doo-doo-doo-doo)


There goes my baby, movin' on down the line
Wonder where, wonder where, wonder where she is bound?
I broke her heart and made her cry
Now I'm alone, so all alone
What can I do, what can I do?

(There goes my baby) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(There goes my baby) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(There goes my baby) Whoa-oh-oh-oh
(There she goes) Yeah! (There she goes)

I wanna know if she loved me
Did she really love me?
Was she just playing me for a fool?

I wonder why she left me
Why did she leave me so all alone
So all alone

I was gonna tell her that I loved her
And that I need her
Beside my side to be my guide

I wanna know where is my (doo-doot-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Where is my baby (doo-doot-doo-doo-doo-doo) ?
I want my baby
I need my baby

Yeah, whoa-oh-oh

FADE
(There goes my baby)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

LOVE POTION N°9
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I took my trouble down to madame Ruth
You know that gypsy with gold-capped tooth
She lives on the bloc down on thirty-fourth an? vine
Sellin? little bottles of
Love potion number nine

I told her that i was a flop with chicks
I?d been this way from nineteen fifty-six
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
Said ?uh what you need is
Love potion number nine

She bent down an? turned around an? give me a wink
She said I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink
It smelled like turpentine an? looked like Indian ink
I held my nose I closed my eyes
I took a drink

I didn?t know if it was day or night
I started kissin? everything in sight
But when i kissed a cop on the thirty-four an?vine
He broke my little bottle of
Love potion number nine

SOME CATS KNOW
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Liza chez Oprah

JAILHOUSE ROCK
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The King first !



The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
way over in the corner weepin' all alone.
The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Shifty Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake,
no one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break."
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

FOLLS FALL IN LOVE (REPRISE)

SPANISH HARLEM
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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin'

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden



I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
FADE

I WHO I HAVE NOTHING
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I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
Adore you, and want you so
I'm just a no one,
With nothing to give you but, oh
I Love You
He, He buys you diamonds
Bright, sparkling diamonds
But believe me, dear when I say,
That he can give you the world,
But he'll never love you the way
I Love You

He can take you anyplace he wants
To fancy clubs and restaurants
Where I can only watch you with
My nose pressed up against the window pane

I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
Must watch you, go dancing by
Wrapped in the arms of somebody else
When darling it's I
Who Loves you
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You

NEIGHBORHOOD (REPRISE)

STAND BY ME
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Composée pour Ben E King en 1961, le revoici la chantant au festival de Montreux...25 ans plus tard !




Et devinez qui chante "Tu cloilas" ??



When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon
Is the only light we'll see

No, I won't be afraid
No, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand
Stand by me

So, darling, darling stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Oh stand, stand by me, stand by me

If the sea that we look upon
Should tumble and fall

Or if the mountain should crumble in the sea

I won't cry, no, I won't cry
No I won't shed a tear

Just as long, as you stand
Stand by me
So darling, darling stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Oh stand, stand by me
Stand by me.

BOWS (Instrumental)

BABY THAT'S ROCK AND ROLL (REPRISE)


OH YEAH !!!

Les 39 chansons 2

KEEP ON ROLLIN

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Gonna buy me a ticket
And ride on the B and O

I'm gonna keep on rollin'
As far as I can go

SEARCHIN'

Gonna find her, gonna find her.

Well searching,
Yeah I'm gonna searching,
Searching every which a-way, yeh yeh.
Oh lord I'm searching,
My good lord, searching
You know honey,
Searching every which away yeh yeh yeh.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.

Gonna find her, gonna find her.

Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn
And ooo Alan B.
No matter where she's hiding,
She's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
Like Bulldog Drummon.

'Cos I been searching,
Well searching,
Oh my goodness,
Searching every which a-way.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.

Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn
And ooo Alan B.
No matter where she's hiding,
She's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
Like Bulldog Drummon.

Aah searching,
Searching, oh my my goodness.
Searching every which a-way.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.

Gonna find her, gonna find her,
Yeh yeh lord, gonna find her,
Gonna find her.

Version originale des Coasters :



Version Smokey Joe :

KANSAS CITY

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Goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City here I come
Goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City here I come
Got some crazy little women there
I'm gonna get me one

Gonna be standin' on the corner
12th Street and Vine
I'm gonna be standin' on the corner
12th Street and Vine
With my Kansas City baby
And a little bit of wine

Well I might take a train
Might take a plane
But pretty little baby
Gonna get there the same

Goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City here I come
Got some crazy little women there
I'm gonna get me one

Gonna find myself a baby
And make her mine, yeah

Got some crazy little women there
I'm gonna get hold of one
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

If I be with that girl
I know I'm gonna die
Gotta find a friend
Oh god, that's the reason why

Goin' to Kansas City
Kansas here I come, oh here I come
Got some crazy little babies there
I'm gonna get me one
Oh yeah, I'm gonna get hold of one
Got some crazy little women there
And I'm gonna get me one, yeah

La version originale :


Et une reprise des Beatles ! Iiiiiiii ...stérie garantie !

TROUBLE

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If you're looking for trouble,
you came to the right place.
If you're looking for trouble,
just look right in my face.
I was born standing up,
and talking back,
my daddy was a green eyed mountain jack.
I don't look for trouble,
but I never ran.
I don't take no orders,
from no kind of man.
I'm only made out of flesh blood and bone,
if you want to start a rumble,
don't you try it all alone

Because I'm evil,
my middle name is misery.
I said I'm evil,
so don't you mess around with me

If you're looking for trouble,
you came to the right place.
If you're looking for trouble,
just look right in my face.
I was born standing up,
and talking back,
my daddy was a green eyed mountain jack.

Because I'm evil,
my middle name is misery.
I said I'm evil,
so don't you mess around with me

Avec Elvis the pelvis ...


Pour notre Johnny, en 1962 ,ça devient "La Bagarre" !

Si vous chercher la bagarre 
Vous êtes venus à la bonne place 
Si vous chercher la bagarre 
Regardez-moi bien en face 
Et, je n'aime pas beaucoup 
Qu'on me remonte

J'avoue que la bagarre 
Je ne suis pas contre 
Ca me fait pas peur 
Je dirais même 
Que j'aime cogner 
C'est un plaisir 
D'accord, les gars 
J'vais vous soigner 

Si pas pour la bagarre 
Alors c'est pour mon fric 
Vous tombez bien blague à part 
Sur moi, j'ai plus d'une brique 
Mais avant il faudra 
Passer par moi 



Je vous prends un par un 
Ou bien tous les trois à la fois 
Ca me fait pas peur 
Je dirais même 
Que j'aime cogner 
C'est un plaisir 
D'accord, les gars 
J'vais vous soigner


Allez ! les images ! (1963)




Dans Smokey Joe, c'est DeeLee et Brenda qui font le show

LOVE ME / DON'T

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Treat me like a fool,
Treat me mean and cruel,
But love me.
Wring my faithful heart,
Tear it all apart,
But love me.
If you ever go,
Darling, I'll be oh so lonely
I'll be sad and blue,
Crying over you, dear only.
I would beg and steal
Just to feel your heart
Beatin' close to mine
Well, if you ever go,
Darling, I'll be oh so lonely
I'll be sad and blue,
Crying over you, dear only.
I would beg and steal
Just to feel your heart
Beatin' close to mine
Well, if you ever go,
Darling, I'll be oh so lonely
Beggin' on knees,
All I ask is please, please love me
Oh yeah

Don't, don't, that's what you say
Each time that I hold you this way,
When I feel like this and I want to hold you,
baby, don't say don't.

Don't, don't leave my embrace
For here in my arms is your place
When the night grows cold and I want to hold you,
baby, don't say don't.

If you think that this is just a game
I'm playing
If you think that I don't mean
ev'ry word I'm saying
Don't, don't, don't, don't,
Don't feel that way
I'm your love and yours I will stay
This you can believe
I will never leave you
Heave knows I won't
Baby, don't say don't

FOOLS FALL IN LOVE

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Fools fall in love in a hurry
Fools give their hearts much too soon
Just put in two bars of stardust
Just hang out one silly moon
Oh! They've got their love torches burning
When they should be playing it cool
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool

Shake the hand of a brand new fool

Fools fall in love just like schoolgirls
Blinded by rose colored dreams
They build their castles on wishes
With only rainbows for beams
Oh! They're making plans for the future
When they should be right back in school
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool
Alright!

They've got their love torches burning
When they should be playing it cool
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool
Take a look at a brand new fool



Allez un petit coup d'Elvis !

POISON IVY
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Les Coasters : beaucoup plus tard ... mais toujours en forme !

She comes on like a rose
but everybody knows
she'll get you in Dutch
you can look but you'd better not touch

Poison Ivy
Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around

She's pretty as a daisy
but look out man she's crazy
she'll really do you in
if you let her get under your skin

Measles make you mumpy
and mumps will make you lumpy
and chicken pox will make you
jump and switch

A common cold will fool you
and whooping cough can cool ya
But Poison Ivy lord will make you itch

Your gonna need an ocean
of calamine lotion
You'll be scratching like a hound
the minute you start to mess around

Poison Ivy
Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around

Measles make you mumpy
and mumps will make you lumpy
and chicken pox will make you
jump and switch
A common cold will fool you
and whooping cough can cool ya
But Poison Ivy lord will make you itch

Your gonna need an ocean
of calamine lotion
You'll be scratching like a hound
the minute you start to mess around

Poison Ivy
Poison Ivy
Late at night while you're sleeping
Poison Ivy comes creeping around

La la la la
la la la la
la la la la

DON JUAN

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The house we moved in
The house we grooved in
The way we waltzed across those marble floors
You used to look delux
In your white tie an' tux
Up in that big white house
That is no longer yours

Don Juan, your money is gone
And when your money is gone, Don
Your babe is gone
Don Juan, your babe is gone
Stiff upper lip now, Don
You have to carry on

The yatch we sailed on
The yatch we wailed on
I got to tell you, Don
I loved that yatch
You used to look so cute
In your white sailor suit
Up on that big white yatch
That you no longer got

Don Juan, your money is gone
And when your money is gone, Don
Your babe is go-one
Don Juan, your babe is gone
Stiff upper lip now, Don
You have to carry on

Don Juan, when you had money
Don Juan, I was your honey
But Don, it's gone
And so...
Am I!

The jet we cruised on
The jet we boozed on
That was the highest height we've ever flown
Your kisses were so sweet
At thirty thousand feet
Up on that big white jet
That you no longer own

Don Juan, your money is gone
And when your money is gone, Don
Aha, babe is gone
Don Juan, your babe is gone
Stiff upper lip now, Don
You have to carry on

Stiff... lip...
You thought I was saying something else, didn't ya?
Maybe now that I got some money, I'm gonna get somebody to drag this chair around.

SHOPPIN' FOR CLOTHES

KEEP FORGETTIN'

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I keep forgetting you don't love me no more
I keep forgetting you don't want me no more
I keep forgetting that you told me that you
Didn't want me around any more
But these stupid old feet
Just head for your street
Like they've done so many times before
And this stuborn old fist
On the end of my wrist
Keeps a knocking on your front door

I keep forgetting you don't love me no more
I keep forgetting you don't want me no more
I keep forgetting bout those heartbreaking nights
And those heartbreaking things
That you said
Though I know in my heart
We're drifting apart
I can't believe that our love is dead
Though it's plain as can be
That you're finished with me
I just can't get it through my head

ON BROADWAY

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They say the neon lights are bright
On Broadway
They say there's always magic in the air
But when you're walkin' down the street
And you ain't had enough to eat
The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere

They say the chicks are somethin' else
On Broadway
But lookin' at them just gives me the blues
'Cause how ya gonna make some time
When all you got is one thin dime
And one thin dime won't even shine your shoes

They say that I won't last too long
On Broadway
I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home they say
But they're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm star
On Broadway

But they're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm star
On Broadway

D.W. WASHBURN

D W Washburn, I heard a sweet voice say,
D W Washburn, this is your lucky day.
A hot bowl of soup is waiting,
A hot bowl of soup and a shave.
D W Washburn, we picked you to save.

Can't you hear the fleugal horn?
Can't you hear the bell?
Even you can be reborn,
you naughty neer-do-well.
If you don't get outta that gutter,
before the next big rain.
D W Washburn: you're gonna wash right down the drain.

Up!Up! C'mon get up! Get up off the street,
If you can only make it to your hands and knees
I know you can make it to your feet, oh yeah.

D W Washburn, I said to myself.
D W Washburn, why don't they go save somebody else?
You see, I got no job to go to.
I don't work and I don't get paid.
I got a bottle of wine and I'm feeling fine-
And I do believe I've got it made.
I'd like to thanks all you good people
for coming to my aid.
But I'm D. W. Washburn and I believe I've got it made.

SAVED

I used to smoke
I used to drink
I used to smoke, drink and dance the hootchie-koo
I used to smoke and drink, smoke and drink and dance the hootchie-koo
It's true
Now I'm standing on this corner
Praying for me and you

Because I'm saved
Saved saved saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
Saved
I can preach  until you're deaf and dumb
I'm in that soul savin' army
Beatin' on that big bass drum

I used to cuss
I used to fuss
I used to cuss, fuss and boogie all night long
I used to cuss and fuss, cuss and fuss and boogie all night long
But now I'm standing on this corner
I know right from wrong

Because I'm saved
Saved saved saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
Saved
I said I'm gonna preach it 'til you're deaf and dumb

I used to lie
I used to cheat
I used to lie, cheat and step on people's feet
I used to lie and cheat, lie and cheat and step on people's feet
Now I'm standing on this corner
Salvation is my beat

That's why I'm saved
I am saved
People, let me tell you about Kingdom come
You know I'm saved
Saved
I said I'm gonna preach it 'til you're deaf and dumb

Les 39 chansons de Smokey Joe 1

Voici les chansons dans l'ordre de la comédie musicale

ACTE 1

1. NEIGHBORHOOD

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HOMMES CHORUS:
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh...

BRENDA:
Here's a photo I've been looking for

VICTOR:
Here's a corner where we stood

KEN:
???

ADRIAN:
Friends and family, Christmas tree

MATT:
Faded pictures in my scrapbook

DELEE:
Just thought I'd take one more look

FREDERICK:
And recall when we were all

TOUS:
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

DEB:
Here's a photo of the neighborhood

FILLES CHORUS:
Here's the corner where we stood

B.J.:
Here's a snapshot of dad's old car
FILLES CHORUS:
Never got us very far

TOUS:
Faded pictures in my scrapbook
Just thought I'd take one more look
And recall when we were all
In the neighborhood

And all those friends
Where did they go
(KEN: Where did they go-o-o, yeah)
All those friends we used to know
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood
In the neighborhood

YOUNG BLOOD

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I saw her standing on the corner
A yellow ribbon in her hair
I couldn't keep myself from shouting
Look - a - there
Look - a - there
Look - a - there
Look - a - there

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
I can't get you out of my mind

I took one look and i was fractured
I tried to walk but i was lame
I tried to talk but i just stuttered
What's your name
What's your name
What's your name
What's your name

Young blood etc.

What crazy stuff
She looked so tough
I had to follow her all the way home
Then things went bad
I met her dad
He said
You better leave my daughter alone

I couldn't sleep a wink for trying
I saw the rising of the sun
And all night long my heart was crying
You're the one
You're the one
You're the one
You're the one


Version originale des Coasters:

Reprise des Beatles



FALLIN'

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DELEE:
If I tremble when I'm by your side
If I look a little starry eye
Darling, would you get the message
I'm falling, falling in love with you

If I'm trying hard to come on cool
And I come off looking a fool
Darling, don't you get the message
I'm falling, falling in love with you

If I don't like know just what to say
And I'm acting in a foolish way
That's the way it is to send valentines
You got to learn to read between the lines

So I keep my feelings locked in a place
I love you, it's written on my face
Darling, don't you get the message
I'm falling, falling in love with you
I'm falling in love with you
I'm falling in love with you

RUBY BABY

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MATT:
I got a girl and Ruby is her name
She don't love me but I love her just the same
Ruby Baby how I want you
Like a ghost I'm gonna haunt you
Ruby Baby when will you be mine

Each time I see you baby my heart cries
I'm gonna steal you away from all those guys
From the very day I met you
I made a bet that I would get you
Ruby Baby when will you be mine
Ruby Ruby when will you be mine
Ruby Ruby when will you be...
When will you be mine
Oh, yeah!

Ruby, when will you be mine
Rudy, Ruby, Ruby Baby
Ruby, when will you be mine
Tell when will you be mine
Ruby, when will you be mine
Rudy Baby, Ruby Baby, Ruby Baby,
Ruby, when will you be mine
When will you be mine

La version originale, par les Drifters :



Une reprise avec "gros son" des Nazareth


Et Bjork ! dans son album Glin Glo



DANCE WITH ME

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HOMMES CHORUS:
Dance with me, dance with me, dance with me, dance with me

KEN:
Dance with me,
Hold me closer, closer and closer
Much closer while the music plays, my little darlin', won't ya
Dance with me,
Hold me tighter, tighter and tighter
Much tighter while the rhythm sways

Put your lips to mine while the music plays
We're no longer strangers
Now we're more than friends so-o-o

Dance with me, dance with me closer, closer and closer
And maybe we'll be lovers when the music ends

(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) oh-oh
(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) oh-oh
(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) oh-oh
(Doot-doot) (Dance with me) oh-oh

D.J.:
Dance with me,
Hold me closer, closer and closer
Much closer while the music plays,
My little darlin', won't ya
Dance with me,
Hold me tighter and tighter and tighter
Much tighter while the rhythm sways

Ooh, ooh,
Put your lips to mine while the music plays
We're no longer strangers
Now we're more than friends

Dance with me, dance with me closer, closer and closer
And maybe we'll be lovers when the music ends

NEIGHBORHOOD Reprise

FILLES CHORUS:
Here's a photo I've been looking for
It's a picture of the boy next door
And I loved him more than words can say
Never knew it 'til he moved away

Faded pictures in my scrapbook
Just thought I'd take one more look
And recall when we were all
In the neighborhood...

On Stage !

C'est parti pour le 15° stage d'été ...

C'est parti avec Cathy, Virginie, Sandrine, Rina,Pauline,Louise, Aude,Denise, Fleury, Alban, Jean Louis, Patrick, et Michel, et Jacky, et Hidé, et Jean Claude ...

C'est parti pour les pantalons à pinces, la gomina,les Borsalino, les casquettes, les lunettes noires,les robes qui virevoltent et les rubans dans les cheveux ...

C'est parti pour le ...

Le titre complet de cette comédie musicale c'est :

" The songs of Leiber and Stoller"

Jerry Leiber et Mike Stoller, c'est l'incroyable tamdem d'auteurs compositeurs de l'amérique des années 50 et 60 , de faiseurs de tubes de Rhythm and Blues,de Rock, ceux qui
signent les 1° succès d'Elvis entre 1957 et 1958.
Leurs sujets de prédilection : l'enfer de l'adolescence : les garçons les filles les parents l'école ... le RockandRoll !!!

Le style : les premiers blancs à s'approprier le format Blues de 12 mesures et 3 accords, des tempis rapides, des paroles débitées saccadées, des riffs de guitares, de saxophones, des sections de cordes aussi pour la 1° fois ...

Tous les deux juifs Newyorkais transplantés dans la Côte Ouest, ils se rencontrent à l'âge de 16ans à Los Angeles.
La mère de Leiber, veuve, tient une épicerie dans le West Baltimore, un quartier où s'entassent de nombreuses communautés émigrées, en bagarre constante (polonais-allemand-irlandais-afroaméricains...). Pauvre, orphelin, "petit juif" régulièrement agressé par des gangs anti sémites, il a pourtant un solide sens de l'humour et surtout, il tombe amoureux de la musique de la rue, du Blues.
Sa mère n'encourage pas du tout ses talents musicaux (il ne découvrira que des années plus tard, par hasard, que son père polonais était un "hazan", chanteur, improvisateur jouant un rôle essentiel dans la liturgie juive.

Stoller lui, prend des leçons de piano, apprécie Bartok, Charlie Parker et Stravinsky.
Il connait également la musique des compositeurs de Tin Pan Alley ( Gerschwin, Irvin Berlin,Cole Porter, Rogers et Hart ...)

Ils découvrent qu'ils ont en commun, au delà de leurs racines juives, un amour inconditionnel pour la musique noire.
Jerry demande à Mike de mettre ses poèmes en musique. Et comme ils diront plus tard, ce fut comme une "combustion spontanée" !

Leur 1° grand succès, c'est HOUND DOG, écrit pour l'incroyable Big Mama Thornton.



Repris bientôt par une jeune et sexy étoile montante : Elvis !

Entre 1957 et 1958 ils lui tricotent ses plus phénoménales succès: "Jailhouse Rock", "Love me", "Lovin' you ", " Treat me nice"...

Ils écrivent également des chansons bien déjantées pour un groupe de "Doo Wop" de la West Coast, avant de revenir à New York : The Coasters.

Cette chanson ne vous rappelle pas quelque chose ???

Dans le genre, même notre Edith Piaf a craqué pour :

Avec The Drifters (avec son chanteur lead Ben E King pour lequel ils écrivent le célébrissime Stand by me) ils développent un côté plus "soul"

Ils révolutionnent la façon de faire des tubes dans l'industrie du disque; avant eux, les chansons étaient enregistrées par des bureaucrates, aux tâches spécialisées (textes, mélodie, arrangements,production etc ...) Eux, ils prennent en charge totalement chaque titre, composé sur mesure pour le groupe avec lequel ils travaillent.
Ce sont les 1° auteurs Blancs à écrire sur le schéma du Blues à 12 mesures.
Ils montent leur propre maison de disques; enchainent les tubes ...
Dans les années 70, ils arrêtent l'écriture mais restent producteur (Peggy Lee, Procol Harum ...)

La revue Smokey Joe's café, est créée en 1995
Pas de dialogue - juste leurs chansons, 39, chantées par 9 chanteurs.
C'est un succès historique - la comédie musicale avec le plus grand nombre de représentation dans toute l'histoire de Broadway !

15 ans plus tard, les stagiaires reprennent le flambeau et se préparent à faire d'Étampes pendant une semaine la capitale du Rockabilly !

Yeah !