Un Gainsbourg du meilleur cru
Serge Gainsbourg - Je suis venu te dire que je m'en vais
Je suis venu te dire que je m'en
vais
Et tes larmes n'y pourront rien chan
ger 
Comm' dit si bien Verlaine au vent mau
vais
Je suis venu te dire que je m'en
vais
Tu t'souviens de jours anciens et tu
pleures
Tu suffoques, tu blêmis à pré
sent qu'a sonné
l'heure
Des adieux à jamais
Ouais je suis au regret
D'te dire que je m'en vais
Oui je t'aimais,
oui mais
Je suis venu te dire que je m'en
vais
Tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien chan
ger 
Comm'dit si bien Verlaine au vent mau
vais
Je suis venu te dire que je m'en
vais
Tu t'souviens des jours heureux et tu
pleures
Tu sanglotes, tu gémis à pré
sent qu'a sonné
l'heure
Des adieux à jamais
Ouais je suis au regret
D'te dire que je m'en vais
Car tu m'en as
trop fait.

Un gros hit sixties sans complexité. Pour la descente C/B/Bb, jouer le C en barré comme un B une case plus bas rend l'enchaînement bien plus aisé.
Donovan - Mellow yellow
I'm just mad about
Saffron
Saffron's mad about
me
I'm just mad about
Saffron
She's just mad about
me
They call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow


I'm just mad about
Fourteen
Fourteen's mad about
me
I'm just mad about
Fourteen
She's just mad about
me
They call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow


Born high forever
to fly
Wind velocity
nil
Wanna high forever
to fly
If you want your cup
I will fill
They call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow


Electrical ba
nana
Is gonna be a sudden
craze
Electrical ba
nana
Is bound to be the very next
phase
They call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow (Quite
rightly) They
call me mellow
yellow




Extrait d'un de mon album préféré d'Elton, un titre un peu méconnu mais si classe. Vocalement, cvous l'aurez noté, je suis à la peine, n'est pas Elton qui veut.
Elton John - Cold as Christmas
We still
sit at separate
tables and we
sleep at different
times and the
warm wind in the
palm trees hasn't
helped to change our minds
It was the
lure of the
tropics that I
thought might heal the
scars Of a
love burned out by
silence in a
marriage minus heart
And I
call the kids on the telephone Say there's
something wrong out here It's Ju
ly but it's cold as
Christmas In the
middle of the year The
temperature's up to
ninety five But there's a
winter
look in your
mother's eyes And to
melt the tears there's a
heat wave here So
how come it's
cold as Christmas in the
middle of the
year.
I
dreamed of love in a better
climate And for
what it's really
worth I put
faith in the star we
followed To this
Caribbean surf
But there's an
icy fringe on
everything And I
cannot find the
lines Where's the
beauty in the
beast we made Why the
frost in the summertime.
And I
call the kids on the telephone Say there's
something wrong out here It's Ju
ly but it's cold as
Christmas In the
middle of the year The
temperature's up to
ninety five But there's a
winter
look in your
mother's eyes And to
melt the tears there's a
heat wave here So
how come it's
cold as Christmas in the
middle of the
year.

Ma préférée d'America que j'avais adapté en français il y a une dizaine d'année sous le titre Petite blonde au coeur d'acier. Il en reste des versions sur le net ou rien ne s'oublie.
America - Sister golden hair









Well I
tried to make it Sunday, but I
got so damn depressed That I
set my sights on
Monday and I
got myself undressed I ain't
ready for the
altar but I
do a
gree there's
times When a
woman sure can
be a friend of
mine 

Well, I
keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister
Golden Hair surprise And I
just can't live with
out you; can't you
see it in my eyes? I've been
one poor corres
pondent, and I been
too, too
hard to
find But it
doesn't mean you
ain't been on my
mind 

Will you
meet me in the middle, will you
meet me in the
end ? Will you
love me just a little, just e
nough to show you
care? Well I
tried to fake it, I
don't mind sayin', I
just can't make it









Well, I
keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister
Golden Hair surprise And I
just can't live with
out you; can't you
see it in my eyes? I've been
one poor corres
pondent, and I been
too, too
hard to
find But it
doesn't mean you
ain't been on my
mind 

Will you
meet me in the middle, will you
meet me in the
end ? Will you
love me just a little, just e
nough to show you
care? Well I
tried to fake it, I
don't mind sayin', I
just can't make it
Doo wop doo wop ...
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop ...
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop ...
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop ...
Doo wop doo wop
Doo wop doo wop

Extrait de la BO du film Music and lyrics (Le comeback en français), un titre signé par Adam Schlesinger des Fountains of Wayne. Une version avec Haley Bennett et Hugh Grant, avec un son moins demo est aussi dans la BO, mais j'ai un faible pour cette version.
Way Back Into Love - Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore
I've been living with a
shadow overhead,
I've been sleeping with a
cloud above my bed,
I've been lonely for
so long,
Trapped in the past, I just
can't seem to move on
I've been hiding all my
hopes and dreams away,
Just in case I ever
need 'em again someday,
I've been setting a
side time,
To clear a little space in the
corners of my mind
All I wanna
do is find a
way back into
love
.
I can't make it
through without a
way back into
love.
Ooo hooow
I've been watching but the
stars refuse to shine,
I've been searching but I
just don't see the signs,
I know that it's
out there,
There's gotta be something for my
soul somewhere
I've been looking for some
one to she'd some light,
Not somebody just to
get me through the night,
I could use some di
rection,
And I'm open to
your suggestions.
All I wanna
do is find a
way back into
love
.
I can't make it
through without a
way back into
love. And if
I open my heart again, I guess I'm hoping you'll be there
for me in the end
There are moments when I
don't know if it's real
Or if anybody
feels the way I feel
I need inspi
ration
Not just another
negotiation
All I wanna
do is find a
way back into
love
.
I can't make it
through without a
way back into
love. And if
I open my heart to you, I'm
hoping you'll show me what to do, And if you
help me to start again, You know
that I'll be there for you in the end




Très peu connus en France, ils ont écrit quelques titres superbes, dont ce Roadsong, également interprété par America, auquel ma version ne rend pas justice.
The fountains of Wayne - Roadsong




We're still in Wisconsin as
far as I know
Today was Green Bay and to
morrow Chicago
Wish I was lying, but there isn't
much to report
My phone is dying, so I've
got to keep it short I just wanted to
say
hey I've been
writing you a
road song It's a cli
ché, but
hey That
doesn't make it
so wrong And in bet
ween the stops at the
Cracker Barrel And
forty movies
with Will Ferrell I
need some way to
occupy my
time So I'm writing you a
road song I sure
hope
you don't
mind










I bought you a light blue
T-shirt last night
From some band I couldn't stand But their
logo's alright
Some kid threw a bottle on stage He had an
arm like a pro
I know it's getting late I guess I
should let you go But did I happen to
say
hey? I've been
writing you a
road song Don't run a
way, 'cause
hey I
promise it won't be
too long I know it's
not what you call
necessary And
I know that I'm
no Steve Perry But
even if you
roll your eyes and
groan I'm still writing you a
road song That
you can
call your
own












Mega tube de McCartney (et Denny Laine), en Europe en tout cas. Peu d'accords mais un rythme inhabituel pour moi.
the Wings - Mull of Kyntire
Mull of kintyre Oh
mist rolling in from the
sea, My desire is
always to be here Oh
mull of kintyre
Far have I traveled and much have I
seen
Dark distant mountains with
valleys of green. Past painted deserts the sunsets on
fire As he
carries me home to the
mull of kin
tyre.
Mull of kintyre Oh
mist rolling in from the
sea, My desire is
always to be here Oh
mull of kintyre 



Sweep through the heather like deer in the
glen
Carry me back to the
days I knew then. Nights when we sang like a heavenly
choir Of the
life and the time of the
mull of kin
tyre.
Mull of kintyre Oh
mist rolling in from the
sea, My desire is
always to be here Oh
mull of kintyre 



Smiles in the sunshine And tears in the
rain
Still take me back to where my me
mories remain Flickering embers growing higher and
higher As they
carry me back to the
mull of kin
tyre
Mull of kintyre Oh
mist rolling in from the
sea, My desire is
always to be here Oh
mull of kintyre
