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  • 16-02-1972
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    Talking World War III Blues
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    Performer(s): Bob Dylan



    Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
    I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three
    I went to the doctor the very next day
    To see what kinda words he could say
    He said it was a bad dream
    I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though
    They were my own dreams and they're only in my head

    I said "Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain"
    He said "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane"
    He grabbed my arm, I said "Ouch!"
    As I landed on the psychiatric couch
    He said "Tell me about it"

    Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
    It was all over by quarter past
    I was down in the sewer with some little lover
    When I peeked out from a manhole cover
    Wondering who turned the lights on

    Well, I got up and walked around
    And up and down the lonesome town
    I stood a-wondering which way to go
    I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
    And walked on down the road
    It was a normal day

    Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
    And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
    "Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man"
    A shotgun fired and away I ran
    I don't blame them too much though
    I know I look funny

    Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
    I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
    I guess there's just us two"
    He screamed a bit and away he flew
    Thought I was a Communist

    Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
    "Let's go and play Adam and Eve"
    I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
    When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin'
    You see what happened last time they started"

    Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
    And there was nobody aroun'
    I got into the driver's seat
    And I drove 42nd Street
    In my Cadillac
    Good car to drive after a war

    Well, I remember seein' some ad
    So I turned on my Conelrad
    But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill
    So the radio didn't work so well
    Turned on my player
    It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin'
    "Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa
    Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah"

    I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
    I needed somebody to talk to
    So I called up the operator of time
    Just to hear a voice of some kind
    "When you hear the beep
    It will be three o'clock"
    She said that for over an hour
    And I hung it up

    Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
    Sayin, "Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams
    But mine was a little different you see
    I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me
    I didn't see you around"

    Well, now time passed and now it seems
    Everybody's having them dreams
    Everybody sees themselves walkin' around with no one else
    Half of the people can be part right all of the time
    Some of the people can be all right part of the time
    But all the people can't be all right all the time
    I think Abraham Lincoln said that
    "I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours"
    I said that



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Mr. Lonely
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    Mr. Lonely
    Composer(s): Gene Allan; Bobby Vinton
    Originally performed by: Bobby Vinton



    Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
    I have nobody for my own
    I am so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
    Wish I had someone to call on the phone

    Now I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier
    Away from home through no wish of my own
    That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
    I wish that I could go back home

    Letters, never a letter
    I get no letters I the mail
    I've been forgotten, yes, forgotten
    Oh how I wonder, how is it I failed

    Now I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier
    Away from home through no wish of my own
    That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
    I wish that I could go back home



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    Tags:Bobby Vinton

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Gloria (Them)
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    Gloria
    Composer(s): Van Morrison
    Performer(s): Them;
    and various other artists



    Like to tell ya about my baby
    You know she comes around
    She about five feet four
    A-from her head to the ground

    You know she comes around here
    At just about midnight
    She make ya feel so good, Lord
    She make ya feel all right

    And her name is G-l-o-r-i-a
    G-l-o-r-i-a (Gloria)
    G-l-o-r-i-a (Gloria)
    I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
    I'm gonna shout it everyday (Gloria)
    Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

    She comes around here
    Just about midnight
    Ha, she make me feel so good, Lord
    I wanna say she make me feel alright

    Comes a-walkin' down my street
    When she comes to my house
    She knocks upon my door
    And then she comes in my room
    Yeah, an' she make me feel alright

    G-l-o-r-i-a (Gloria)
    G-l-o-r-i-a (Gloria)
    I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
    I'm gonna shout it everyday (Gloria)
    Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
    Looks so good (Gloria) alright
    Just so good (Gloria) alright, yeah




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    15-02-1972
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    Talking In Your Sleep
    Composer(s): Bobby Wood - Roger Cook
    First release by: Crystal Gayle - 1978
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Three o'clock in the morning
    And it looks like it's gonna be another sleepless night
    I've been listenin' to your dreams and gettin' very low
    Wondering what I can do

    Maybe I'm being foolish
    'Cause I haven't heard you mention anybody's name at all
    How I wish I could be sure it's me that turns you on
    Each time you close your eyes
    I've heard it said that dreamers never lie

    You've been talkin' in your sleep
    Sleepin' in your dreams
    Wish some sweet lover
    Holdin' on so tight loving her the way
    You used to love me
    Talkin' in your sleep with lovin' on your mind



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Mr. Lee
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    Mr. Lee
    Performer(s): Diana Ross



    One, two, three, look at Mr. Lee
    Three, four, five, look at him jive
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee

    I met my sweetie
    His name is Mr. Lee
    I met my sweetie
    His name is Mr. Lee
    He's the hansomest sweetie
    That you ever did see

    My heart is achin' for you Mr. Lee
    My heart is achin' for you Mr. Lee
    'Cause I love you so
    And I'll never let you go

    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee

    Here comes Mr. Lee
    He's coming for me
    Here comes Mr. Lee
    He's coming for me
    He's my lover boy
    Let's jump for joy

    Come on Mr. Lee and do your stuff
    Come on Mr. Lee and do your stuff
    'Cause you're gonna be mine
    Till the end of time

    One, two, three, look at Mr. Lee
    Three, four, five, look at him jive
    One, two, three, look at Mr. Lee
    Three, four, five, look at him jive

    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee

    One, two, three, look at Mr. Lee
    Three, four, five, look at him jive

    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee
    Oh, Mr. Lee
    Mr. Lee



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Gloria (Italian Version - Umberto Tozzi)
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    Gloria
    Composer(s): Umberto Tozzi
    Performer(s): Umberto Tozzi



    Gloria
    manchi tu nell'aria
    manchi ad una mano
    che lavora piano
    manchi a questa bocca
    che cibo piu non tocca
    e sempre questa storia
    che lei la chiamo Gloria
    Gloria sui tuoi fianchi
    la mattina nasce il sole
    entra odio ed esce amore
    dal nome Gloria
    Gloria manchi tu nell'aria
    manchi come il sale
    mi manchi piu del sole
    sciogli questa neve
    che soffoca il mio petto
    t'aspetto Gloria
    Gloria chiesa di campagna
    acqua nel deserto
    lascio aperto il cuore
    scappa senza far rumore
    dal lavore dal tuo letto
    dai gradini di un altare
    ti aspetto Gloria
    Gloria per chi attende il giorno
    e invece di dormire
    con la memoria torna
    a un tuffo nei papaveri
    in una terra libera
    per chi respira nebbia
    per chi respira rabbia
    per me che senza Gloria
    con te nuda sul divano
    faccio stelle di cartone
    pensando a Gloria




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    14-02-1972
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    Talking Guitar Blues
    Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
    Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan



    ‘Ere, if you wanna get in trouble
    Let me tell you how to do it
    Get yourself a guitar and then you’re right into it
    You play all day and you play all night
    People say you’ll never learn to play the thing right
    Always messing about, groaning at you
    Moaning, won’t let you practise

    So I bought meself a guitar about a year ago
    The man said I could learn it in a week or so
    Gave me a little book, pick or two
    Said ‘here y’are mate, it’s up to you’
    Dirty rotter, cost me ten nicker, all the loot I had
    Good guitar, though – call it a pluckit

    Anyway, spent me dough
    And I couldn’t let it all go to waste, you know
    So I took the book, guitar, and all
    And I went back home where the trees are tall
    Down in Woodford - good place to be if you’ve got a guitar
    Pretty rotten if you ain’t

    Well, for weeks and weeks I worked hard
    And I tried to learn a few main chords
    Book says they’re easy as ABC
    Cor, my fingers is killing me
    Got sore on the ends
    Couldn’t hold the strings down
    Wanted to pack up, cor, I felt rough

    Anyway, kept on playing with all me might
    I could see mum’s hair was turning white
    And her face was lined with discontent
    She said her patience was pretty near spent
    She was nervous, ears ringing, wanted to scream
    You know, couldn’t get no relief

    So sister, anyway, she took it worst of all
    ‘Cause she got married the following fall
    She said ‘for love’ but I got me doubts
    I think the guitar chased her out
    She’s a game girl, though
    Just couldn’t take it, you know
    Limit to everything

    Dad, he took it a different way
    He said, you can turn your mum’s hair grey
    Drive your sister away from home
    But you or me boy’s gonna start to roam
    And I ain’t going - never intend to
    You figure it out – so I did, fast, you know

    Anyway, next day had me clothes all packed
    And I slung me guitar across me back
    Caught meself a great long train
    Searched the world for me share of fame
    Ain’t found none - just hardships, messing about



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    Mr. Jukebox
    Composer(s): Ralph Davis; Eddie Davis
    Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



    The jukebox just told my life’s story
    Told it in the words of a song
    So I will have another drink to the jukebox
    And one to the man that wrote the song

    So here Mr. Jukebox
    Please take my last dime
    Tell me the story of my life one more time
    Bring back the memories of a past that was wrong
    Here’s another drink to you
    And the man that wrote the song

    The jukebox just told my life’s story
    Told it in the words of a song
    So I will have another drink to the jukebox
    And one to the man that wrote the song

    So here Mr. Jukebox
    Please take my last dime
    Tell me the story of my life one more time
    Bring back the memories of a past that was wrong
    Here’s my last drink to you
    So Mr. Jukebox so long



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    Gloria
    Composer(s): Giancarlo Bigazzi; Umberto Tozzi
    Performer(s): Laura Branigan



    Gloria, you're always on the run now
    Running after somebody
    you gotta get him somehow
    I think you've got to slow down
    before you start to blow it
    I think you're headed for a breakdown
    so be careful not to show it

    You really don't remember
    was it something that he said?
    Are the voices in your head
    calling, Gloria?
    Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?
    If everybody wants you,
    why isn't anybody callin'?
    You don't have to answer
    Leave them hangin' on the line
    Oh oh oh
    calling Gloria

    Gloria, Gloria!
    I think they got your number, Gloria!
    I think they got the alias, Gloria!
    that you've been living under Gloria!
    But you really don't remember
    was it something that they said?
    Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria?

    Ha ha, a ha ha, Gloria
    how's it gonna go down?
    Will you meet him on the main line
    or will you catch him on the rebound?
    Will you marry for the money
    take a lover in the afternoon?
    Feel your innocence slipping away
    don't believe it's comin' back soon

    And you really don't remember
    was it something that he said?
    Are the voices in your head calling
    Gloria?
    Gloria, don't you think you're fallin'?
    If everybody wants you
    why isn't anybody callin'?
    You don't have to answer
    Leave them hangin'
    on the line, oh oh oh
    calling Gloria

    Chorus

    Gloria, Gloria
    Gloria, Gloria
    Gloria, Gloria
    Gloria, Gloria
    Gloria, Gloria




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    13-02-1972
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    Talkin' Silver Cloud Blues
    Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
    Performer(s): John D. Loudermilk



    I've been singing rock most all my life
    I got three little boys and a sweet young wife
    I feed 'em good cause I make good bread
    Thank God for the man that said
    Rock 'n' roll is the answer son
    You can't beat 'em join 'em
    Get your guitar get your drum
    Get your set of iron ear drums
    A thousand watt column
    And you're in the business son
    Got my first Cadillac in '54
    Since then I had about five more
    Mercedez Benz and a Porsche too
    The other day I was thinking this wouldn't do
    Cause the price of a Cadillac times two
    Comes out to the cost of a Rolls Royce new
    But soon the Cadillac's obsolete
    And the Rolls Royce is still a running sleek
    Figure four years instead of two
    Before you gotta buy something new
    Put an extra fifteen hundred in
    to pay for the bar and air-conditionin'
    You don't need no chauffer
    Get your bartender and ride baby

    So the other day I drove down from the hill
    Went to my bank to get me some bills
    And boots and Levi's worn and tan
    I ambled into the Rolls Royce stand
    Showroom four was quiet that day
    I walked up to a silver grey
    Silver Cloud all sleek and long
    Standin' there loose and so alone
    Such a beautiful sight I never did see
    Sparkled and shone like a Christmas tree
    He was really something to admire
    I moved in close and I kicked the tire
    Had to get some attention, I got some quickly
    Well I was comin' my hair down in the chrome
    When up steps a man in a herring bone
    Said good morning son may I help you
    I said yes sir I'd like to testdrive
    This new Silver Cloud II
    Well he jumped back his face was sore
    He looked me over from my head to my toe
    His face formed into a sneer
    He said sorry kid this car stays here
    And don't you kick tose tires
    Don't open the doors, don't touch the chrome
    You're gettin' dandruff on the radiator

    Well I got put on for an hour or more
    They ushered me in the bossman's door
    It wasn't long till I came out
    The bossman followed up with a shout
    Open the door there look alive
    And take this boy for a testdrive
    In the silver grey Silver Cloud
    The little cat's loaded
    Lumps in is clothes, gotta look for those
    How do you think I got where I am today hmm
    Now I'm driving along ole 501
    Listening to them big wheels hum
    Gotta get home before it's five
    Take my wife and kids for a drive
    Now the moral is the part that's best
    Never judge a man by the way he is dressed
    Don't you brush him off or treat him wrong
    He may be the singer of rock songs
    Don't you forget it

    What's that pounding noise what's burning
    Well the temperature is up and the oil is down
    Termites running around and around on my dashboard
    Spots on my windshield... trading time



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    Mr. Jones (Are You Coming To Bed?)
    Composer(s): Mills
    Performer(s): Evelyn Dall; Florence Desmond



    I’ve often wondered what it was like to be married
    I’ve often wondered why for so long I have tarried
    But I was wed this mornin’
    And now I am a missus
    So without much warning
    I’ll know what married bliss is

    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed
    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed
    You’ve been awful rough
    And you’ve done your stuff
    Oh it’s just as well we’re wed
    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed

    Mr. Jones, can you really be mine
    Mr. Jones, oh you’re lookin’ devine
    You’ve been on the loose
    And you’ve cooked your goose
    So it’s just as well we’re wed
    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed

    Now’s your chance
    Here comes romance
    I can’t bear you out of my sight
    So don’t blow out that light

    Oh Mr. Jones, you’re so hard to resist
    Mr. Jones, if I’ve gotta be kissed
    It’s a darn good thing
    That you bought that ring
    And it’s just as well were wed
    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed

    Mr. Jones, won’t you get out of bed
    Mr. Jones, won’t you get out of bed
    Here’s your morning tea
    And it’s half past three
    That’s the worst of bein’ wed
    Mr. Jones, won’t you get out of bed

    Mr. Jones, I don’t want to be rude
    Mr. Jones, don’t you want any food
    Just a steak and chips
    Gee, it’s half past six
    That’s the worst of bein’ wed
    Mr. Jones, won’t you get out of bed

    You’ve had a snooze
    You’ve read the news
    I can’t think what mother would say
    You’ve wasted all the day

    Oh Mr. Jones, now it’s terribly late
    Mr. Jones, it’s a quarter to eight
    Better say goodnight
    And blow out that light
    And get straight back to bed
    Mr. Jones are you comin’ to bed



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Gloomy Sunday
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    Gloomy Sunday ((Adapted from: Vége A Világnak - 1930 (aka Szomorú Vasárnap - 1935)) Composer(s): Rezsô Seress - Sam M. Lewis Performer(s): Hal Kemp & His Orch. (vocal: Bob Allen) - 1936 and multiple other artists Titles In Other Languages: 1936 - Sombre Dimanche 1937 - Triste Domingo



    Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
    Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
    Little white flowers will never awaken you
    Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
    Angels have no thought of ever returning you
    Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

    Gloomy Sunday

    Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
    My heart and I have decided to end it all
    Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
    Let them not weep let them know that I'm glad to go
    Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
    With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you

    Gloomy Sunday

    Dreaming, I was only dreaming
    I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, here
    Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
    My heart is telling you how much I wanted you

    Gloomy Sunday



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    12-02-1972
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    Talkin' New York
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan
    Performer(s): Bob Dylan; Michel Montecrossa



    Ramblin' outa the wild West
    Leavin' the towns I love the best
    Thought I'd seen some ups and down
    Til I come into New York town
    People goin' down to the ground
    Buildings goin' up to the sky

    Wintertime in New York town
    The wind blowin' snow around
    Walk around with nowhere to go
    Somebody could freeze right to the bone
    I froze right to the bone
    New York Times said it was the coldest winter
    in seventeen years

    I didn't feel so cold then
    I swung on to my old guitar
    Grabbed hold of a subway car
    And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride

    I landed up on the downtown side
    Greenwich Village

    I walked down there and ended up
    In one of them coffee-houses on the block
    Got on the stage to sing and play
    Man there said, "Come back some other day
    You sound like a hillbilly
    We want folk singers here"

    Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play
    Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day
    I blowed inside out and upside down
    The man there said he loved m' sound
    He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound
    Dollar a day's worth

    And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around
    I finally got a job in New York town
    In a bigger place, bigger money too
    Even joined the union and paid m' dues

    Now, a very great man once said
    That some people rob you with a fountain pen
    It didn't take too long to find out
    Just what he was talkin' about
    A lot of people don't have much food on their table
    But they got a lot of forks n' knives
    And they gotta cut somethin'

    So one mornin' when the sun was warm
    I rambled out of New York town
    Pulled my cap down over my eyes
    And headed out for the western skies
    So long, New York
    Howdy, East Orange



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Mr. Jaws
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    Mr. Jaws
    Composer(s): Bill Ramal
    Performer(s): Dickie Goodman



    We are here on the beach
    where a giant shark has just eaten a girl swimmer
    Well Mr. Jaws, how was it?
    "Dynomite"
    And what did she say when you grabbed her?
    "Please Mr. Please"
    I know sharks are stupid, but what did you think when you took that first bite?
    "How sweet it is"
    Mr. Jaws, before you swim out to sea, have you anything else to say?
    "Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends?"
    With me now is the local sheriff
    Sheriff Brody, the shark will be back for lunch
    What do you intend to do?
    "Do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonight"
    Just arriving is oceanographer Matt Hooper
    Sir, if someone is attacked by a shark, what should they do?
    "Do the hustle"
    We are going aboard the fishing boat of Captain Quint
    Captain, will you be able to catch this giant shark?
    "I will", "I will", "I will" (thank you, captain) "I will" (captain!)
    "I will" (captain!) "I will" (captain!)
    When you catch one of these sharks, what do you feel like?
    "Like a Rhinestone Cowboy"
    We've just sighted the shark again
    He's coming straight for us.
    Captain Quint is shouting something at him
    "Get you baby one of these nights"
    Hey Jaws, the captain says he's going to catch you
    What do you think of that?
    "Jive talkin'"
    Uh-oh, here he comes again!

    They've hit him!
    Mr. Jaws, why doesn't anything seem to hurt you?
    "Big boys don't cry, big boys don't cry"
    He's coming right onto the boat!
    Mr. Jaws, why are you grabbing my hand?
    "Wouldn't you give your hand to a friend?"
    No wait! Mr. Jaws!
    That's not the way this record is supposed to end!
    Help! Help!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Gloomy
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    Gloomy
    Composer(s): John C. Fogerty
    Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival



    Some people laugh in the dark
    Some people cry alone
    Some people talk without sayin' a thing
    And ev'rything turns out Gloomy

    Some people count your money
    Someone is countin' your days
    And Somebody got to keep track of your mind
    When ev'rything turns out Gloomy

    Brothers'll make you look sideways
    Fathers'll make you look back
    And when you're done talking, you still got to shoot
    Cause ev'rything turns out Gloomy

    Ooooooh! Ooooooh!




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    11-02-1972
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    Talkin' 'Bout You
    ((French Version: Personne Au Monde (Eddy Mitchell) - 1965))
    Composer(s): Ray Charles
    First release by: Ray Charles - 1958
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Ah, ha, ha, ha, da, dah-um-dah
    Ah, ha, ha, dah-um-dah, da
    Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
    Ah, ha, ha-um-ha da

    Who knows how to love me (talkin' about you)
    In my way (talkin' about you)
    Nobody but you (talkin' about you)
    Talkin' about you (talkin' about you)
    You know how to love me
    In my way
    Nobody but you
    I do mean you, you, you!
    Know how to love me
    In my way
    You're always there
    Every night and day
    Nobody but you
    I do mean you
    Talkin' 'bout you
    Whoa-oh yeah

    I'm gonna talk
    Talk about you
    Every day
    Every night
    You know on Monday
    I'm gonna talk
    On Tuesday
    I'm gonna talk
    All day Wednesday
    I'm gonna talk

    Every day (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Every night (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    It's alright (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Gonna talk (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Talkin' 'bout (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Tell my brother (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Tell my mother (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Tell my sister (hey-ay-ay-ay)
    Tell my father (hey-ay-ay-ay)

    Come on (shout)
    You make me (shout)
    You make me (shout)
    You're makin' me (shout)
    Feel like I wanna (shout)
    Jump up now (shout)
    Come on now (shout)
    Everybody (shout)
    Everybody (shout)
    I'm feelin' (shout)
    That I wanna (shout)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Mr. Heartache

    Mr. Heartache
    Performer(s): Christine Quaite



    (Mister Heartache, Mister Heartache)

    Mister Heartache took me out tonight
    And we took in all the local spots in town
    Since you left me, Mister Heartache
    Has been good enough to show me all around

    Mister Heartache, he keeps me company
    And I tell him things I'd like to say to you
    Mister Heartache's been my new date
    Ever since the day you told me we were through

    He's with me constantly
    Though I don't want him around
    But he's always true to me
    He's the only one that won't let me down

    Ah, Mister Heartache keeps me company
    And I tell him things I'd like to say to you
    Mister Heartache's been my new date
    Ever since the day you told me we were through

    (Mister Heartache, Mister Heartache)
    Mister Heartache's been my new date
    Ever since the day you told me we were through

    He's with me constantly
    Though I don't want him around
    But he's always true to me
    He's the only one that won't let me down

    Yeah, Mister Heartache keeps me company
    And I tell him things I'd like to say to you
    Mister Heartache's been my new date
    Ever since the day you told me we were through

    (Mister Heartache, Mister Heartache)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Gloom, Despair And Agony On Me
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    Gloom, Despair And Agony On Me
    Performer(s): Buck Owens & Roy Clark



    Gloom, despair, and agony on me
    Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
    If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
    Gloom, despair, and agony on me

    We figured she was rich, loaded to the hilt
    And we figured she had class like the Vanderbilts
    'Cause we had heard for years how she was so well reared
    How was we to know they meant the way she was built

    Gloom, despair, and agony on me
    Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
    If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
    Gloom, despair, and agony on me




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    10-02-1972
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    Talk To You
    Composer(s): Ronnie Lane - Steve Marriott
    Performer(s): The Small Faces



    Listen
    It's been three months
    Since I was last with you
    Ha
    So many people trying to
    Stop me geting through
    Heah

    The doorman he just laughed
    But I don't want no autograph
    Now, listen to me baby
    All I want to do
    Is talk to you
    Ha

    You know I didn't stop you doin'
    Things you wanted to do
    But now it's gone too far
    It looks like I'm losing you
    Heah

    But I don't want sympathy
    No, no, no
    But please don't turn your back on me
    Listen, baby
    All I want to do
    Is talk to you
    Heah

    I gotta talk to you
    I gotta try to make you see
    Just how very, very much
    You mean to me
    Yep, yep, yeah, ha

    Would it be too much
    To try and jog your memory?
    You remember me, baby, ha
    I hope that I'm still
    Part of your history, heah

    Now I don't want to share your car
    No, no, no
    Or stop you being a star
    Ha
    All I want to
    All I want to do
    You know what I got to do
    Ha
    Got to keep on trying



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Mr. Goldstone
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    Mr. Goldstone
    Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim
    Performer(s): Bette Middler
    and various other artists



    Herbie:
    Rose, this is Mr. Goldstone
    Momma Rose
    Have an eggroll, Mr. Goldstone
    Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair
    Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone
    Any spare that I can spare I'll be glad to share!

    Have a dish, have a fork, have a fish, have a pork
    Put your feet up
    Feel at home
    Have a smoke, have a Coke
    Would you like to hear a joke?
    I'll have June recite a poem!

    Have a leechie, Mr. Goldstone
    Tell me any little thing that I can do
    Ginger peachy, Mr. Goldstone
    Have a kumquat, have two!
    Everybody give a cheer
    Santa Claus is sitting here
    Mr. Goldstone I love you!

    Have a Goldstone, Mr. Eggroll
    Tell me any little thing that I can do
    Have some fried rice, Mr. Soy Sauce
    Have a cookie, have a few!
    What's the matter, Mr. G?
    Have another pot of tea
    Mr. Goldstone I love you!

    Herbie
    There are good stones and bad stones and curbstones
    and gladstones and touchstones and such stones as them

    Rose:
    There are big stones and small stones and grind stones and gall stones

    All:
    but Goldstone is a gem!

    There are milestones, there are mill stones
    There's a cherry, there's a yellow, there's a blue
    But we don't want any old stone, only Goldstone will do!
    Moon stones, sun stones
    We all scream for one stone
    Mr. Goldstone we love you!
    Goldstone!



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