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  • 21-05-1975
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    The Long And Winding Road
    Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
    First release by: The Beatles - 1970
    Covered by multiple other artists



    The long and winding road, that leads to your door
    Will never disappear, I've seen that road before
    It always leads me here, lead me to your door
    The wild and windy night, that the rain washed away
    Has left a pool of tears, crying for the day
    Why leave me standing here?
    Let me know the way
    Many times I've been alone, and many times I've cried
    Anyway you'll never know the many ways I've tried
    And still they lead me back, to the long winding road
    You left me standing here, a long, long time ago
    Don't leave me waiting here, lead me to you door!
    But still they lead me back, to the long and winding road
    You left me standing here, a long, long time ago
    Don't keep me waiting here, lead me to you



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chattahoochee
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    Chattahoochee Composer(s): Alan Jackson - Jim McBride Performer(s): Alan Jackson and multiple other artists



    Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
    We laid rubber on the Georgie asphalt
    We got a little crazy but we never got caught

    Down by the river on a friday night
    A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
    Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
    Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
    Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
    But I learned how to swim and I learned how I was
    A lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love

    Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy
    I was willing but she wasn't ready
    So a settled for a burger and a grape sno - cone
    Dropped her off early but I didn't go home

    Down by the river on a friday night
    A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
    Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
    Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
    Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
    But I learned how to swim and I learned how I was
    A lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love

    Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
    We laid rubber on the Georgie asphalt
    We got a little crazy but we never got caught

    Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy
    I was willing but she wasn't ready
    So a settled for a burger and a grape sno - cone
    Dropped her off early but I didn't go home

    Down by the river on a friday night
    A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
    Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
    Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
    Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
    But I learned how to swim and I learned how I was
    A lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Rag Mop
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    Rag Mop
    Composer(s): D. Anderson; J.L. Wills
    Performer(s): The Ames Brothers;
    and various other artists



    M
    I say M-O
    M-O-P
    M-O-P-P
    Mop
    M-O-P-P
    Mop Mop Mop Mop

    R
    I say R-A
    R-A-G
    R-A-G-G
    Rag
    R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
    Rag Mop

    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
    Rag Mop!

    A
    I say A-B
    A-B-C
    A-B-C-D
    A-B-C-D-E
    A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H

    I
    I say M-O
    M-O-P
    M-O-P-P
    Mop
    M-O-P-P
    Mop Mop Mop Mop

    R
    I say R-A
    R-A-G
    R-A-G-G
    Rag
    R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
    Rag Mop

    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    Rag Mop
    Doo-doo-doo-DAH-dee-ah-dah
    R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
    Rag Mop!




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    20-05-1975
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    Via Della Povertà
    ((Adapted from: Desolation Row (Bob Dylan) - 1965))
    ((Dutch Version: De Verloren Straat (Ernst Jansz) - 2010))
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Fabrizio De André
    Performer(s): Fabrizio De André - 1974



    Il Salone di bellezza in fondo al vicolo
    è affollatissimo di marinai
    prova a chiedere a uno che ore sono
    e ti risponderà "non l'ho saputo mai"

    Le cartoline dell'impiccagione
    sono in vendita a cento lire l'una
    il commissario cieco dietro la stazione
    per un indizio ti legge la sfortuna

    e le forze dell'ordine irrequiete
    cercano qualcosa che non va
    mentre io e la mia signora ci affacciamo stasera
    su via della Povertà

    Cenerentola sembra così facile
    ogni volta che sorride ti cattura
    ricorda proprio Bette Davis
    con le mani appoggiate alla cintura

    Arriva Romeo trafelato
    e le grida "il mio amore sei tu"
    ma qualcuno gli dice di andar via
    e di non riprovarci più

    e l'unico suono che rimane
    quando l'ambulanza se ne va
    è Cenerentola che spazza la strada
    in via della Povertà

    Mentre l'alba sta uccidendo la luna
    e le stelle si son quasi nascoste
    la signora che legge la fortuna
    se n'è andata in compagnia dell'oste

    Ad eccezione di Abele e di Caino
    tutti quanti sono andati a far l'amore
    aspettando che venga la pioggia
    ad annacquare la gioia ed il dolore

    e il Buon Samaritano
    sta affilando la sua pietà
    se ne andrà al Carnevale stasera
    in via della Povertà

    I tre Re Magi sono disperati
    Gesù Bambino è diventato vecchio
    e Mister Hyde piange sconcertato
    vedendo Jeckyll che ride nello specchio

    Ofelia è dietro la finestra
    mai nessuno le ha detto che è bella
    a soli ventidue anni
    è già una vecchia zitella

    la sua morte sarà molto romantica
    trasformandosi in oro se ne andrà
    per adesso cammina avanti e indietro
    in via della Povertà

    Einstein travestito da ubriacone
    ha nascosto i suoi appunti in un baule
    è passato di qui un'ora fa
    diretto verso l'ultima Thule

    sembrava così timido e impaurito
    quando ha chiesto di fermarsi un po' qui
    ma poi ha cominciato a fumare
    e a recitare l'A B C

    ed a vederlo tu non lo diresti mai
    ma era famoso qualche tempo fa
    per suonare il violino elettrico
    in via della Povertà

    Ci si prepara per la grande festa
    c'è qualcuno che comincia ad aver sete
    il fantasma dell'opera
    si è vestito in abiti da prete
    sta ingozzando a viva forza Casanova
    per punirlo della sua sensualità
    lo ucciderà parlandogli d'amore
    dopo averlo avvelenato di pietà

    e mentre il fantasma grida
    tre ragazze si son spogliate già
    Casanova sta per essere violentato
    in via della Povertà

    E bravo Nettuno mattacchione
    il Titanic sta affondando nell'aurora
    nelle scialuppe i posti letto sono tutti occupati
    e il capitano grida "ce ne stanno ancora"

    e Ezra Pound e Thomas Eliot
    fanno a pugni nella torre di comando
    i suonatori di calipso ridono di loro
    mentre il cielo si sta allontanando

    e affacciati alle loro finestre nel mare
    tutti pescano mimose e lillà
    e nessuno deve più preoccuparsi
    di via della Povertà

    A mezzanotte in punto i poliziotti
    fanno il loro solito lavoro
    metton le manette intorno ai polsi
    a quelli che ne sanno più di loro

    i prigionieri vengon trascinati
    su un calvario improvvisato lì vicino
    e il caporale Adolfo li ha avvisati
    che passeranno tutti dal camino
    e il vento ride forte
    e nessuno riuscirà a ingannare il suo destino
    in via della Povertà

    La tua lettera l'ho avuta proprio ieri
    mi racconti tutto quel che fai
    ma non essere ridicola
    non chiedermi "come stai"

    questa gente di cui mi vai parlando
    è gente come tutti noi
    non mi sembra che siano mostri
    non mi sembra che siano eroi
    e non mandarmi ancora tue notizie
    nessuno ti risponderà
    se insisti a spedirmi le tue lettere
    da via della Povertà



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chat Gris Chagrin
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    Chat Gris Chagrin
    Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo



    Chat gris, chagrin soir
    Et matin sur l'édredon fait son ronron
    Chat gris, chagrin les yeux éteints
    Trouve le temps long et tourne en rond

    Elle, elle comprenait chat gris
    Elle, elle te parlait chagrin
    Moi j'suis ton ami aussi
    Mais j'ai ma tête entre mes mains
    Tu le vois bien

    Et que peut bien faire un monsieur sans entrain
    Pour te distraire chat gris, chagrin
    Te jeter son cœur comme une boule de laine
    Ça f'rait ton bonheur ça chass'rait pas ta peine

    Chat gris, chagrin dans le jardin
    De papillon en abandon
    Chat gris, chagrin
    Trouve son patron pas folichon

    Elle, elle m'a quitté chat gris
    Elle, elle t'a oublié chagrin
    Va, si tu peux la trouver
    Moi, je ne peux pas t'aider
    Tu le vois bien

    Que pourrait bien faire un monsieur sans entrain
    Pour te distraire chat gris, chagrin
    Te jeter son cœur comme une boule de laine
    Ça f'rait ton bonheur ça chass'rait pas ta peine



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Rag Mama Rag
    Composer(s): J.R. Robertson
    Performer(s): The Band



    Rag Mama Rag, I can't believe it's true
    Rag Mama Rag, what did you do?
    I crawled up to the railroad track, let the four nine-teen scratch my back

    Shag mama shag now whats come over you
    Rag Mama Rag, I'm a pulling out your gag
    Gonna turn you lose like an old caboose
    Got a tail I need a drag
    I ask about your turtle, and you ask about the weather
    Well, I can't jump the hurdle and we can't get together
    We could be relaxing in my sleeping bag
    But all you want to do for me mama is a Rag Mama Rag
    There's nowhere to go

    Rag Mama Rag
    Come on resin up the bow

    Rag Mama Rag, where do ya roam?
    Rag Mama Rag, bring your skinny little body right home

    Its dog eat dog and cat eat mouse, you can
    Rag Mama Rag all over my house

    Hail stones beatin on the roof
    the bourbon is a hundred proof
    its you and me and the telephone
    Our destiny is quite well known
    We don't need to sit and brag
    All we gotta do is
    Rag Mama Rag
    Rag Mama Rag
    Where do you roam?
    Rag Mama Rag, bring your skinny little body back home




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    19-05-1975
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    Chasseur De Rêves Composer(s): C. Monney - F. Jeantet - B. Flavien - Y. Guillo Performer(s): Claude Brasseur



    Contact... Moteur! Y a du monde sur les boulevards Des chevaux sous les capots Des ronflements dans le brouillard De drôles de bruits dans la sono On s'dit "bonjour" et puis "au-revoir" Un signe de tête dans les rétros Motos, pilotes, autos, motards Good bye, good luck, à bientôt On laisse les habitudes pour d'autres latitudes Destination plein sud! Chasseur de rêves Pour vivre l'aventure ailleurs Vivre l'aventure ailleurs Chasseur de rêves Chasseur de rêves... Hé! pourquoi tu cours dans le désert Dans la vapeur des moteurs chauds Si c'est pas pour gagner l'enfer Au paradis auto-moto? Accélère! ça passe, ça passe! Bloque l'aiguille au compteur Et pilote au tempo moteur Jolie mafia! Les machines infernales Se battent dans la poussière Au delà des frontières Mirages de voyageurs Faut tenir pour la victoire Faut tenir jusqu'à Dakar Chasseur de rêves Pour vivre l'aventure ailleurs Vivre l'aventure ailleurs Chasseur de rêves, chasseur de rêves Chasseur de rêves... Quand on lève la tête sous un soleil de plomb Parfois le temps s'arrête, le temps a raison L'eau est tiède mais là-bas c'est normal Le soleil a le poids du sommeil Au petit jour, café trop chaud Quelques mots... On r'part... L'étape c'est la dernière Les sourires sont fatigués Derniers kilomètres en plein cœur de la forêt On a rattrapé l'horizon On a tenu jusqu'à Dakar Chasseur de rêves Pour vivre l'aventure ailleurs Vivre l'aventure ailleurs Chasseur de rêves, L'aventure est loin Chasseur de rêves Chasseur de rêves Vivre l'aventure ailleurs Entre les hommes et l'équateur Chasseur de rêves Chasseur de rêves...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Rag Doll
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    Rag Doll
    Composer(s): Bob Crewe; Bob Gaudio
    Performer(s): The Four Seasons;
    and various other artists



    Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
    Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
    Ahh, ah-ah-ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
    Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh

    (Hand-me-down) When she was just a kid her clothes were hand-me-down
    (Hand-me-down) They always laughed at her when she came into town
    Called her rag doll, little rag doll
    Such a pretty face should be dressed in lace

    Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
    Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh

    (Sad rag doll) I'd change her sad rags into glad rags if I could
    (If I could) My folks won't let me 'cause they say that she's no good
    She's a rag doll, such a rag doll
    Though I love her so, I can't let her know

    Ooh, oo-oo-oo-ooh (Ooh-oo-ooh)
    Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
    Ahh, ah-ah-ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
    I love you just the way you are

    A-ahh, ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ahh (Rag doll, ooh)
    Ooh-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh




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    18-05-1975
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    La Mort Solitaire De Hattie Carroll
    ((Adapted from: The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll (Bob Dylan) - 1964))
    Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë
    Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965



    William Zanzinger a tué Hattie Carroll
    Il l'a tué sans raison d'un coup de canne en or
    Au cours d'une soirée donnée à Baltimore
    La police appelée désarma l'assassin
    Il fut accompagné jusqu'au poste voisin
    Inculpé d'homicide et gardé en prison

    Vous qui philosophez tout le temps et critiquez les gens
    Ne sortez pas votre mouchoir, vous pleurerez plus tard

    William Zanzinger tout juste vingt quatre ans
    Possédait un domaine d'au moins trois cents hectares
    Héritier, protégé par de riches parents
    Des soutiens politiques et des murs de dollars
    Il haussa les épaules, poussa quelques jurons
    Et fut presque aussitôt libéré sous caution

    Vous qui philosophez tout le temps et critiquez les gens
    Ne sortez pas votre mouchoir, vous pleurerez plus tard

    Hattie Carroll était plutôt noire de couleur
    Elle avait 50 ans et dix enfants mineurs
    Elle vidait les ordures et apportait les plats
    S'approchait de la table mais ne s'asseyait pas
    Elle n'osait adresser la parole au patron
    Vidant les cendriers, balayant le salon
    Elle fut tué sur le coup, pauvre femme de misère
    Elle qui n'avait rien fait à William Zanzinger

    Vous qui philosophez tout le temps et critiquez les gens
    Ne sortez pas votre mouchoir, vous pleurerez plus tard

    Au palais de justice, le juge pris son temps
    Pour étudier l'affaire très attentivement
    Il dit tout citoyen pris en flagrant délit
    Qu'il soit riche, qu'il soit pauvre, devait être puni
    Et que la loi ferait aucune distinction
    Condamnant sans faiblesse ceux qui tuent sans raison
    Attendus ces motifs, le juge d'un ton sévère
    Donna six mois de prison à William Zanzinger

    Vous qui philosophez tout le temps et critiquez les gens
    Vous pouvez sortir vos mouchoirs, il est bien temps de pleurer ce soir



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chasing Shadows (Uriah Heep)
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    Chasing Shadows Composer(s): Mick Box - Bob Daisley - Peter Goalby - Lee Kerslake - John Sinclair Performer(s): Uriah Heep



    Seen from the shadows
    Deep in the night
    I know you're near
    But you're nowhere in sight
    Seen from the darkness
    Down in the streets
    I hear your footsteps
    I hear your heartbeat
    Oh, I can hear your heartbeat

    A misty corner
    Away from the light
    I know you're near
    But you're nowhere in sight
    On my shoulder
    I feel you're near
    I feel you moving
    But you never appear



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    Radio, Radio
    Composer(s): Elvis Costello
    Performer(s): Elvis Costello



    I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
    doing anything my radio advised
    with every one of those late night stations
    playing songs bringing tears to me eyes
    I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
    when the switch broke 'cause it's old
    They're saying things that I can hardly believe
    They really think we're getting out of control

    Radio is a sound salvation
    Radio is cleaning up the nation
    They say you better listen to the voice of reason
    But they don't give you any choice
    'cause they think that it's treason
    So you had better do as you are told
    You better listen to the radio

    I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
    I wanna bite that hand so badly
    I want to make them wish they'd never seen me

    Some of my friends sit around every evening
    and they worry about the times ahead
    But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
    and the promise of an early bed
    You either shut up or get cut out
    they don't wanna hear about it
    It's only inches on the reel-to-reel
    And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
    tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel

    (Chorus)

    Wonderful radio
    Marvelous radio
    Wonderful radio
    Radio, radio...




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    17-05-1975
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    The Loneliest Man On The Moon
    Performer(s): David Castle



    Sitting on the corner of the moon
    Wishing you would get here soon
    Whistling a lonely tune
    Waiting for the next balloon

    Reflections of the past are on my face
    I don't know why I joined this race
    Without you, I feel out of place
    It's so lonely here in outer space

    Babe, I'm the loneliest man on the moon

    Spending my nights with the meteorites
    Babe, I'm the loneliest man on the moon
    Sharing my lips with a total eclipse
    And I don't think you're coming back soon

    The stars are falling down from the sky
    Teardrops falling from my eyes
    When I saw you wave goodbye
    You were in a crowd, I was in a cloud

    Babe, I'm the loneliest man on the moon

    'Cause I don't see another balloon

    Babe, I'm the loneliest man on the moon

    Babe, I'm the loneliest man on the moon
    Sharing my lips with a total eclipse
    And I don't think you're coming back soon
    Cause I don't see another balloon

    I'm the loneliest man on the moon
    I'm the loneliest man on the moon
    I'm the loneliest man on the moon
    I'm the loneliest man
    Loneliest man, loneliest man on the moon



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chasing Shadows (Deep Purple)
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    Chasing Shadows Composer(s): Jon Lord - Ian Paice Performer(s): Deep Purple



    Chasing shadows, over my walls
    with myself hardly sleeping
    Dwarfs and giants, twenty feet tall
    fill the room with their creeping

    Sounds of breathing sharpen my ears
    then they fade into nothing
    Someone's laughter out in the street
    fills the night with their loving

    I feel the ice in my head
    Running its hands through my bed
    Not even dreaming I seem to be dead
    Colours of yellow and colours of red

    All I'm asking some secret voice
    is to lead me to darkness

    I'm so tired, dawn never comes
    I just hide in the shadows



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Radio Wall Of Sound
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    Radio Wall Of Sound
    Composer(s): James Whild Lea
    Performer(s): Slade



    (This is rockin' radio, the wall of sound
    Citizen Kane rise again
    Stay tuned to this frequency

    This is rockin' radio, the wall of sound
    The music that rocks, the music that stops
    The music that comes to you from everywhere
    As listeners with music on the mind
    I love that music, I love that sound
    I love that record, I love that voice
    Stay tuned to radio WOS, the wall of sound)

    I'm in trouble, I'm in deep, I don't know why I can't sleep
    I feel something in my brain, it's the sound that's keeping me sane
    I love that music, I love that sound
    I love this new piano I found
    I love that record, I love that noise
    It's me who sees my favorite side

    Radio, wall of sound, coming up from my tower
    Radio, wall of sound, twenty-four hours of power

    My head is spinning around, the F is a stedier sound
    It tells me just who I am
    Who's that telegram send
    I love that record, I love that noise
    Now my girl rocks with the boys
    I love that music, I love that sound
    So just play the radio loud

    Radio, wall of sound, coming up from my tower
    Radio, wall of sound, WOS power

    Radio, wall of sound, coming up from my tower
    Radio, wall of sound, twenty-four hours of power

    My head is spinning around, the F is a stedier sound
    It tells me just who I am
    Who's that telegram send
    I love that record, I love that noise
    Now my girl rocks with the boys
    I love that music, I love that sound
    So just play the radio loud

    (This is rocking radio 107, the music that
    rocks the music that drops, the music that
    comes to you from everywhere 'cause this
    is the music of the mind)

    I love that record, I love that sound,
    I love it, I love it, I love it

    (This is the big one, the wall of sound)

    I love that music, I love that sound
    You're listening to radio loud

    (The music comes to you from around your head Look out!)

    I love that record, I love that noise

    (You think the music's here, it's not, it's inside your head.
    You are the wall of sound)

    Radio, wall of sound, coming up from my tower
    Radio, wall of sound, twenty-four hours of power

    My head is spinning around, the F is a stedier sound
    It tells me just who I am
    Who's that telegram send
    I love that record, I love that noise
    Now my girl rocks with the boys
    I love that music, I love that sound
    So just play the radio loud

    Radio, wall of sound, coming up from my tower
    Radio, wall of sound, WOS power

    (Radio wall of sound-stay tuned to this frequency)




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    16-05-1975
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    The Lone Teen Ranger
    Composer(s): Paul Simon
    Performer(s): Tom & Jerry (Paul Simon as Jerry Landis)



    Ba ba ba… ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba…
    Hi, ho, Silver, away

    Ba ba ba… ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba…
    Hey, but the Lone Teen Ranger

    Oh, he rides around on a big white horse
    He’s as cool as he can be
    And my baby fell in love with him
    When she saw him on TV
    And since that day, I’m sorry to say
    She hasn’t had time for me
    ‘Cause he goes “bang, bang” –gun shot–
    He’s the Lone Teen Ranger

    Ba ba ba… ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba…
    Hi, ho, Silver, away

    Ba ba ba… ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba…
    Hey, but the Lone Teen Ranger

    To save my soul I can’t get a date
    And you know who’s to blame
    Since the Lone Teen Ranger came around
    My girfriend’s not the same
    She even kissed the TV set
    Oh it’s a crying shame
    ‘Cause he goes “bang, bang” –gun shot–
    He’s the Lone Teen Ranger

    Ha! Pony!
    Ride! Ride!

    Every night at eight o’clock, she turns on the TV
    The Lone Teen Ranger stole my girl
    (She’s got no time for me)

    Well, he better watch out, ‘cause I’m getting’ mad
    And here’s what I’m gonna do
    I’m gonna wear a mask and ride a horse and carry a six-gun too
    And when my baby looks at me, she’s gonna love me too
    ‘Cause I’ll go “bang, bang” –gun shot–
    He’s the Lone Teen Ranger

    Hi, ho, Silver, there he goes! He’s the Lone Teen Ranger!
    Hi, ho, Silver, there he goes! He’s the Lone Teen Ranger!...

    (Who was that masked man?
    You don’t know? That’s the Lone Teen Ranger!)



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chasin' The Wind
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    Chasin' The Wind Composer(s): Diane Warren Performer(s): Chicago



    Did the best I could To make you mine If you ever felt anything for me Well, you never gave a sign Thought time would make you change Make you want me But baby I never had a chance Now I know that there’s just some things Just not meant to be No use Making you care about me No way That I’m gonna win Oh darlin’ I might as well be Chasin’ the wind Oh, I’m just Chasin’ the wind Opened up my heart Let you inside If love was what you were lookin’ for Well, I guess it wasn’t mine So I guess I better go It’s over and done But you know I’m not really sad at all ’cause you can’t really say it’s over When it never had begun No use Making you care about me No way That I’m gonna win Oh darlin’ I might as well be Chasin’ the wind Oh, I’m just Chasin’ the wind Can’t reach the sea If you can’t get past the sand Can’t touch the sky If you can’t reach up your hand Can’t give if you give nothing back No use Making you care about me No way That I’m gonna win Oh darlin’ I might as well be Chasin’ the wind Oh, I’m just Chasin’ the wind



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Radio Lover
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    Radio Lover
    Composer(s): Ron Hellard; Bucky Jones
    Performer(s): George Jones



    He kisses her goodbye, and heads for the radio station
    Oh, he hates to leave her, but he's got another show to do
    He knows she gets lonely, so he lets her know that he's thinking about her
    And though millions are listening, she knows who he's talking to

    Chorus:
    Comin' to you live like I do every night
    From the heart of your radio
    I play a little sad, and I play a lotta glad
    And a few ol' cheatin' songs

    Here's hopin' everybody out in radio land
    Found a love just as true as mine
    Good night angel, sleep tight darlin'
    Close your pretty brown eyes

    When the show is over
    your radio lover
    will be home by your side

    She's laying in bed as her DJ tells her that he loves her
    It would break his heart if he knew she wasn't there alone
    She knows when to cheat and when to tell her lover to leave her
    She knows they'll be safe just as long as his show goes on

    He planned a surprise for the night of their first anniversary
    He taped his show just so he could be home
    The radio was playing and, as he walked in on her and her lover
    He heard himself saying the last words that they ever heard

    Chorus (x2)




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    15-05-1975
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    The Lone Ranger
    Composer(s): Billy Yates - Gerald Smith - John Northrup
    Performer(s): George Jones; Gerald Smith



    I'm tired of sittng home, sick of being all alone
    Thought I'd just go for a drive
    I was headed downtown, when I did me a turnaround
    When I saw the neon sign
    Happy hour two for one, sounded like a lot of fun
    So I stopped and went inside
    The next thing that I knew, I was sittin' on a barstool
    Having the time of my life

    Well, I had more silver bullets last night than the Lone Ranger
    I was shootin' 'em down like I didn't have a care,
    Ignoring all the danger
    Bless my soul this morning I awoke
    In the arms of a perfect stranger
    I had more silver bullets last night than the Lone Ranger

    Did I fail to mention, it wasn't my intention
    To stay out all night long
    I was gonna have a few, but one round led to two
    Next thing I knew I was gone
    Well here's where I draw a blank, the band was playin' Hank
    She rode in to save the day
    And all I remember were kisses sweet and tender
    And Hi-Yo Silver away

    Well, I had more silver bullets last night than the Lone Ranger
    I was shootin' 'em down like I didn't have a care
    Ignoring all the danger
    Bless my soul this morning I awoke
    In the arms of a perfect stranger
    I had more silver bullets last night than the Lone Ranger



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Chasin' That Neon Rainbow
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    Chasin' That Neon Rainbow Composer(s): Alan Jackson - Jim McBride Performer(s): Alan Jackson



    Daddy won a radio
    Tuned it to a country show
    I was rockin' in the cradle
    To the cryin' of a steel guitar
    Mama used to sing to me
    Taught me that sweet harmony
    Now she worries 'cause she never thought
    I'd ever really take it this far
    Singin' in the bars
    Chasin' that neon rainbow
    Livin' that honky tonk dream
    All I've ever wanted
    Was to pick this guitar and sing
    Just tryin' to be somebody
    Just wanna be heard and seen
    Chasin' that neon rainbow
    Livin' that honky tonk dream

    An atlas and a coffee cup
    Five pickers in an old Dodge truck
    Headin' down to Houston
    For a show on Saturday night
    This overhead is killin' me
    Half the time I sing for free
    But when the crowd's into it
    Lord it makes this thing I'm doing seem right
    Standin in the spotlight

    Daddy's got a radio
    He won it thirty years ago
    He said "Son I just know we're gonna hear you singin' on it someday"
    I made it up to Music Row
    But Lordy don't the wheels turn slow
    Still I wouldn't trade a minute
    And I wouldn't have it any other way
    Just show me to the stage

    Daddy's got a radio
    He won it thirty years ago
    He said "Son I just know we're gonna hear you singin' on it someday"
    I made it up to Music Row
    But Lordy don't the wheels turn slow
    Still I wouldn't trade a minute
    And I wouldn't have it any other way
    Just show me to the stage

    I'm chasin' that neon rainbow
    Livin' that honky tonk dream



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Radio Heart
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    Radio Heart
    Composer(s): Stephen Davis; Dennis Morgan
    Performer(s): Charly McClain; Richard Clayderman



    Married at sixteen
    Two kids by twenty-one
    But he couldn't take it
    Now she's raisin' them all on her own
    Between the bills and the laundry
    Sometimes she's so lonely she cries
    But she's found an escape
    From some of the achin' inside

    She's got a radio heart
    She loves the songs they play, they take him off her mind
    She's got a radio heart
    It helps fill an empty space he left behind
    She gets lost in a steel guitar
    Oh, it's her way out when the heartache starts
    She's found a little salvation on a local station
    She's got a radio heart

    She'll finish clearin' the table
    And put the kids off to bed
    She tries to watch an old movie
    But she thinks of him instead
    She lies alone in the dark
    And stares at the lighted dial
    She gets into the music
    And out of this world for a while

    She's got a radio heart
    She loves the songs they play, they take him off her mind
    She's got a radio heart
    It helps fill an empty space he left behind
    She gets lost in a steel guitar
    Oh, it's her way out when the heartaches start
    She's found a little salvation on a local station
    She's got a radio heart

    She's got a radio heart

    She's got a radio heart




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