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  • 02-12-1976
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    Jack's Heroes
    (Adapted from: The Wild Colonial Boy - 1881)
    ((Danish Version: Familiens Sorte Får (Gustav Winckler) - 1953))
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): The Pogues & The Dubliners - 1990



    They wear green
    And they are beautiful
    And their hearts are filled with love
    They're as pure as any lily
    And as gentle as the dove
    They'll sing and cheer in harmony
    Till their throats are cracked & sore
    But there is no doubt
    You'll hear them shout
    When Jackie's heroes score
    Too-ra-loo Too-ra-loo
    And we'll follow Jack's heroes
    Whatever they do
    They'll come from Dublin
    And from Cork, from dear old Donegal
    From London, Boston, & New York
    From anywhere at all
    From Parramatta to Fermoy
    Strabane to Skibereen
    (And will) the shout go up
    When the World Cup
    Is raised on Stephens Green
    (Yes it will)
    And when we're there in Italy
    On Sardinia's sunny shore
    We'll be the boys you'll want to see
    The boys you'll all adore
    We'll play like perfect gentlemen
    To win, to lose, to draw
    For we're here to take the World Cup
    To Paddy's shamrock shore



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    Comment Te Dire Adieu? - 1968
    Adapted from: It Hurts To Say Goodbye - 1966
    Swedish Title: Så Synd Du Måste Gå - 1969
    Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Arnold Goland; Jack Gold
    Performer(s): Françoise Hardy - 1968
    Covered by various other artists



    Sous aucun pretexte
    Je ne veux
    Avoir de reflexes
    Malheureux
    Il faut que tu m'expliques
    Un peu mieux
    Comment te dire adieu

    Mon coeur de silex
    Vite prend feu
    Ton coeur de pyrex
    Resiste au feu
    Je suis bien perplexe
    Je ne veux
    Me resoudre aux adieus

    Je sais bien qu'un ex amour n'a pas de chance, ou si peu
    Mais pour moi un explication voudrait mieux

    Sous aucun pretexte
    Je ne veux
    Devant toi surexposer mes yeux
    Derrière un kleenex
    Je saurais mieux
    Comment te dire adieu
    Comment te dire adieu

    Tu as mis a l'index nos nuits blanches, nos matins gris-bleu
    Mais pour moi un explication voudrait mieux

    Sous aucun pretexte
    Je ne veux
    Devant toi surexposer mes yeux
    Derrière un kleenex
    Je saurais mieux
    Comment te dire adieu
    Comment te dire adieu
    Comment te dire adieu



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    Roly Poly
    Performer(s): Stamford Bridge



    Two-twenty-pounds is a lot to carry 'round
    You could even say that she's fat
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly

    She's such a gas, 'bout the size o' Mama Cass
    Ev'rything she does is where it's at
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly

    Though she's quite a size, still she hypnotises me
    Like a big balloon, she'll be floating soon to me

    Oh, if she were thin and without a double chin
    There wouldn't be so much for me to love
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly

    Though she's quite a size, still she hypnotises me
    Like a big balloon, she'll be floating soon to me

    If she were thin and without a double chin
    There wouldn't be so much for me to love
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly

    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly
    Roly Poly...........




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    01-12-1976
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    Wild Boys
    Composer(s): Simon LeBon - Nick Rhodes - Andy Taylor - John Taylor - Roger Taylor
    First release by: Duran Duran - 1984
    Covered by multiple other artists



    The wild boys are calling
    On their way back from the fire
    An august moon's surrender to
    A dust cloud on the rise
    Wild boys fallen far from glory
    Reckless and so hungered
    On the razors edge you trail
    Because there's murder by the roadside
    In a sore afraid new world

    They tried to break us,
    Looks like they'll try again

    Wild boys never lose it
    Wild boys never chose this way
    Wild boys never close your eyes
    Wild boys always shine

    You got sirens for a welcome
    There's bloodstain for your pain
    And your telephone been ringing while
    You're dancing in the rain
    Wild boys wonder where is glory
    Where is all you angels
    Now the figureheads have fell
    And lovers war with arrows over
    Secrets they could tell

    They tried to tame you
    Looks like they'll try again

    Wild boys never lose it
    Wild boys never chose this way
    Wild boys never close your eyes
    Wild boys always shine



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    Så Synd Du Måste Gå - 1969
    Adapted from: It Hurts To Say Goodbye - 1966
    French Title: Comment Te Dire Adieu? - 1968
    Composer(s): Stig Erik Leopold Anderson; Jacob Gold; Arnold Goland
    Performer(s): Anni-Frid Lyngstad - 1969



    Det är alltid svårt att ta farväl
    Men det finns ett måste likaväl
    Om du kunde stanna här ändå
    Så synd du måste gå
    Sommarnatten är så ljuv men kort
    Redan drar den sista skuggan bort
    Redan färgas sommarhimlen blå
    Så synd du måste gå

    Se solen igen
    Och jag önskar att vi fick gå
    I solen, min vän
    Hela livet vi två

    Det lär vara ljuvt, ja underbart
    Sällan mötas och att skiljas snart
    Jag vill ha dej kvar hos mej ändå
    Så synd du måste gå
    Så synd du måste gå

    Se solen igen
    Och jag önskar att vi fick gå
    I solen, min vän
    Hela livet vi två

    Det lär vara ljuvt, ja underbart
    Sällan mötas och att skiljas snart
    Jag vill ha dej kvar hos mej ändå
    Så synd du måste gå
    Så synd du måste gå
    Så synd du måste gå



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    Roly Poly
    Composer(s): Fred Rose
    Performer(s): Jim Reeves;
    and various other artists



    Roly Poly eatin' corn and taters
    Hungry every minute of the day
    Roly Poly gnawin' on a biscuit
    As long as he can chew it it's okay

    He can eat an apple pie and never even bat an eye
    He likes anything from soup to hay
    Roly Poly,
    Daddy's little fatty
    I bet he's going to be a man some day

    Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
    Bread and jelly twenty times a day
    Roly Poly, eats a hearty dinner
    He needs lots strength to sing and play

    He's up at dawn to do the chores
    Runs both ways to all the stores
    He works up an appetite that way
    Ro-oly Poly
    Daddy's little fatty
    Fatty's going to be a man some day




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    30-11-1976
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    The Wiener Schnitzel Waltz
    Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
    Performer(s): Tom Lehrer



    Do you remember the night I held you so tight
    As we danced to the Wiener Schnitzel Waltz?
    The music was gay, and the setting was Viennese
    Your hair wore some roses, or perhaps they were peonies
    I was blind to your obvious faults
    As we danced 'cross the scene to the strains of the Wiener Schnitzel Waltz!

    Oh I drank some champagne from your shoe, la-la-la
    I was drunk by the time I got through, la-la-la
    For I didn't know, as I raised that cup
    It had taken two bottles to fill the thing up...

    It was I who stepped on your dress, la-la-la
    The skirts all came off I confess, la-la-la
    Revealing for all of the others to see
    Just what it was that endeared you to me...

    I remember the night I held you so tight
    As we danced to the Wiener Schnitzel Waltz
    Your lips were like wine, if you'll pardon the Simile
    The music was lovely and quite Rudolf Frim'ly
    I drank wine, you drank chocolate malts
    And we both turned quite green to the strains of the Wiener Schnitzel Waltz!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. It Hurts To Say Goodbye
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    It Hurts To Say Goodbye - 1966
    Composer(s): Arnold Goland; Jacob Gold
    First release by: Margaret Whiting - 1966
    Covered by various other artists

    Titles In Other Languages:
    1968 - Comment Te Dire Adieu?
    1969 - Så Synd Du Måste Gå



    This is the hour of parting, soon I must sail away
    Now while the teardrops are starting just one more time let me say

    Take me in your arms and hold me tight
    tell me that your love is mine tonight
    Say that everything will turn out right
    It hurts to say goodbye

    Let me know the thrill of your embrace
    memories that time cannot erase
    While I kiss the teardrops from your face
    it hurts to say goodbye

    Wherever you are you will always be near to me
    Wherever I go you'll be in my heart

    'Til the sun comes shining thru again
    'til we see a sky of blue again
    'Til I'm back with you, my love, 'til then
    it hurts to say goodbye

    Wherever you are you will always be near to me
    Wherever I go you'll be in my heart

    'Til the sun comes shining thru again
    'til we see a sky of blue again
    'Til I'm back with you, my love, 'til then
    it hurts to say goodbye
    'Til I'm back with you, my love
    it hurts to say goodbye



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    Roly Poly
    Composer(s): Elsa Doran; Sol Lake
    Performer(s): Doris Day;
    Rock Hudson; Harry James



    There's a Guy in this old town
    I'm tellin' you a fact
    He measures five feet up and down
    And five feet front and back
    He's a Roly Poly Baby
    Pleasin' as they come
    He's a Roly Poly Baby
    A Ton of Fun

    They call him
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly
    Ya Ya Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly

    When I first laid eyes on him
    I laughed just like the rest
    The more I saw the more of him
    The more I liked him best
    Got a Roly Poly Baby
    Point to him with pride
    He's my Roly Poly Baby
    I'm satisfied

    I call him
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly
    Ya Ya Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly

    Just to put my arms around him
    Takes about a week
    But when I get my arms around
    We cuddle cheek to cheek
    Got a Roly Poly Baby
    Sweet as Apple Pie
    He is just a Roly Poly
    But so am I

    I call him
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly
    Ya Ya Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly
    Ya Ya Roly Poly




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    29-11-1976
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    The Widow Of Westmorland's Daughter
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Fairport Convention
    and multiple other artists



    There was an old widow in Westmorland who had no daughter but one
    And she has prayed both night and day she should keep her maidenhead long
    "Ah, don't be daft, mother," she said, "and say no more to me
    For a fine young man in the Grenadier Guards my maidenhead's taken from me"
    "You saucy cat, you impudent cat, a-cursed may you be
    If some idle rogue in the Grenadier Guards your maidenhead's taken from thee"
    But the girlie's off to the Grenadier Guards as fast as go can she
    Saying "Give me back my maidenhead, my mother she nags at me"
    So he kissed her and undressed her and he laid her on the bed
    And he put her head where her feet were before and gave back her maidenhead
    Then he kissed her and he dressed her with a rose in either hand
    Invited her round to St. Mary's church to see his fine wedding
    Oh, the girlie's off to her mammy's house as fast as go can she
    "I'm as full a maiden, mammy dear, as the day you first bore me
    He kissed me and undressed me and he laid me on the bed
    Put my head where my feet were before and he gave back my maidenhead
    Then he kissed me and he dressed me, put a rose in either hand and
    Invited me round to St. Mary's church to see his fine wedding
    "Ah, never on foot," her mammy she said, "in a carriage and pair you'll ride
    With four and twenty fine young girls to go with you beside"
    "Ah, who is this?" the bride she said, "She comes so high to me"
    "I see it is the widow's daughter who ran home and told her mammy"
    "How could she do it, how would she do it, how could she do it for shame?
    Eleven long nights I lay with a man and I never told anyone"
    "If eleven long nights you lay with a man, you never shall lie with me
    I'd rather marry the widow's daughter who ran home and told her mammy"



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Comment Te Dire?
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    Comment Te Dire?
    Composer(s): Pace; Thomas; Rivat; Panzeri; Livraghi
    Performer(s): Joe Dassin



    Quand s'en va le dernier soleil d'automne
    Il vient chauffer encore les feuilles mortes
    Sur les derniers colchiques il s'abandonne
    Avant que les froids de Novembre ne l'emporte
    Toi, si tu veux comprendre la tendresse
    Donne-toi comme lui, donne-toi

    Mais comment te dire
    Mais comment t'apprendre
    L'amour sans amour n'est plus rien
    Laisse-toi conduire
    Et cherche à comprendre
    Et reviens me tendre la main
    {2x}

    Vas regarder comment la terre aride
    S'ouvre pour embrasser les grandes pluies d'été
    Et quand tu l'auras vu, tu seras riche
    Alors tu reviendras me chercher

    Mais comment te dire
    Mais comment t'apprendre
    L'amour sans amour n'est plus rien
    Laisse-toi conduire
    Et cherche à comprendre
    Et reviens me tendre la main
    {3x}



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Roly
    Composer(s): Raymond Froggatt
    Performer(s): Raymond Froggatt



    Roly walked in, said with a grin
    "Somebody's stolen my heart"
    Ma gave a shout, said "Who's to be your spouse
    Is she rich, does she own a big car?"

    Well Roly sat down, said "Oh what a clown I am
    Bring me a drink from the bar"
    Ma was almost in tears, ain't had a wedding for years
    Somebody run and fetch Pa

    Oh, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    Roly's gonna get wed
    Yeah, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    I think he must be out of his head

    "We'll be wed in a week, I don't think I'll sleep"
    He said "Can't stand the pain when we're apart"
    Well Ma was so glad, Pa shook his head
    And said "I always thought Roly was smart"

    Oh, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    Roly's gonna get wed
    Yeah, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    I think he must be out of his head

    Well Roly sat down, said "Oh what a clown I am
    Bring me a drink from the bar"
    Ma was almost in tears, ain't had a wedding for years
    Somebody run and fetch Pa

    Oh, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    Roly's gonna get wed
    Yeah, Roly's gonna get married, Pa
    I think he must be out of his head

    I think he must be out of his head




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    28-11-1976
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    The Whole World Is Singing My Song
    Composer(s): Mann Curtis - Victor Mizzy
    Performer(s): Doris Day
    and multiple other artists



    The whole world is singing my song
    But I sing it only to you
    The whole world is humming along
    I love you, I love you, I do

    You put my dreams to music
    I learned how a song could start
    I gave the world the music
    But I gave you my heart

    The whole world is singing my song
    But I'll always sing it to you



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    Comment T'appelles-Tu?
    Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
    Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac



    Elle écrase sa cigarette
    Et recouche sa poupée, n'a plus peur
    De ces quelques mots d'amour
    Qui me venaient du fond du coeur
    Et la fumée monte en moi comme un petit matin
    Où le soleil reviendrait
    Nous parler d'éternité

    Elle caresse les fleurs
    Amoureuse de la vie, elle s'en va
    Apprivoiser les renards
    Qui dorment seuls dans les sous-bois
    Et son parfum monte en moi comme un vieux souvenir
    Qui s'accroche à la mémoire
    Et empêche de vieillir

    Mais comment t'appelles-tu
    Je ne me rappelle plus
    Entre la tendresse et la mort

    Je perds le nord
    N'avais-tu pas disparu?
    Je ne t'avais pas revue
    Je n'avais que mes remords
    Pour vivre encore

    Elle me recueille des yeux
    Là tout au creux de sa main
    Et je pars, me poser sur son visage
    La mort est douce au fond des pleurs
    Et j'irais lui chercher la lune
    Pour veiller son sommeil
    Et je crois bien que je l'aime
    Que c'est bon la vérité

    Mais comment t'appelles-tu
    Je ne me rappelle plus
    Entre la tendresse et la mort
    Je perds le nord
    N'avais-tu pas disparu?
    Je ne t'avais pas revue
    Je n'avais que mes remords
    Pour vivre encore

    Elle écrase sa cigarette
    Ne se souvient plus très bien qu'il pleuvait
    Me caresse le visage,
    Me dit j'ai peur quand tu t'en vas
    Puis elle parle au soleil, et c'est le sable chaud
    Et je crois bien que je l'aime
    Mais à quoi servent les mots?

    Dis comment t'appelles-tu
    Je ne me rappelle plus
    Entre la tendresse et la mort
    Je perds le nord
    Ne disparais jamais plus
    Je crois t'avoir reconnue
    Et puis je crois que tu m'aimes
    Et moi, je n'aimerai plus



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    Rollin' Round The World
    Composer(s): Saunders; Scott
    Performer(s): The Square Pegs; Billy Cotton



    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    That never seems to come my way
    Rolling round the world
    Where every little milestone
    Seems to look at me and say
    “Bye bye, rainy days, bye bye snow,
    Got no time to waste, I must go
    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    I know I’m gonna find someday”

    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    That never seems to come my way
    Rolling round the world
    Where every little milestone
    Seems to look at me and say
    “Bye bye, rainy days, bye bye snow,
    Got no time to waste, I must go
    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    I know I’m gonna find someday”

    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    That never seems to come my way
    Rolling round the world
    Where every little milestone
    Seems to look at me and say
    “Bye bye, rainy days, bye bye snow,
    Got no time to waste, I must go
    Rolling round the world
    Looking for the sunshine
    I know I’m gonna find someday”




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    27-11-1976
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    The White Trash Song
    Composer(s): Steve Young
    Performer(s): Steve Young; Tom Russell Band



    I wake up every morning
    About the break of dawn
    Hear the rooster crowing
    Feel all alone
    There's honeysuckle outside my window
    Dew sparkling on the vine...
    Little squirrels barking
    Like they thought they was a mountain lion...
    I get to thinking about the road
    And all the times I come back again
    I was born a child to these muddy roads
    Die here lonesome as the wind...
    Cause all cars they're broke down
    Laying in my front yard
    I ought to get one together
    But the work just seems so hard
    But a man come by this morning
    He wanted to paint my barn
    He painted
    "See Rock City - US Highway 41"

    I used to have a church woman
    Pretty as she could be
    But she run off with old Jimmy Swaggart (or: a TV preacher)
    Up in Nashville, Tn
    So I drink a lot of liquor
    I drink a lot of booze
    I'm a midnight country rambler
    I ain't got nothing to lose

    So when you carve my tombstone honey
    Don't worry about no name
    Just say he come with a Georgia wind
    And left with the (or: a) morning rain
    But he could play a fiddle
    Make a dobro ring
    Make a guitar sparkle
    Like that early morning rain
    Yeah, a man came by here today
    He wanted to paint my barn
    He painted
    "See rock City - Us Highway 41"



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Comment Ne Pas Être Amoureux De Vous
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    Comment Ne Pas Être Amoureux De Vous ((aka Plaisir D'amour (by Hector Berlioz - 1859 (instrumental) - Yvonne Printemps - 1931))
    ((Adapted from: Plaisir D’amour Ne Dure Qu’un Moment... (by Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian) - 1784 and
    Romance (by Jean-Paul Egide Martini) - 1785))
    Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian - Jean-Paul Egide Martini - Patrick Loiseau
    Performer(s): Dave - 1978

    Versions In Other Languages:
    18th Century - The Joys Of Love (by Richard Dyer-Bennett)
    1961 - Can't Help Falling In Love (by Elvis Presley)
    1992 - Heel Dicht Bij Jou, Mijn Lief (by Dirk Blanchart)
    1997 - Kan er niets aan doen (by Frank Boeijen)



    Je m'en veux
    et je vous l'avoue
    comment ne pas
    être amoureux de vous

    J'étais sage
    et me voilà fou
    comment ne pas
    être amoureux de vous

    Vous êtes la cause
    de mes insomnies
    faîtes quelque chose
    c'est moi, qui vous supplie

    Malgré moi
    je me sens jaloux
    et malheureux
    d'être amoureux de vous

    Ne vous moquez pas
    sauvez-moi de vous
    et délivre-moi
    je suis à vos genoux

    Parlez-moi
    dites-moi surtout
    comment ne pas
    être amoureux de vous
    Comment ne plus
    être amoureux de vous...



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    Rolling Down A Mountainside
    Composer(s): Bob Hilliard; Leon Ware
    Performer(s): The Main Ingredient; Isaac Hayes



    Losers and winners
    Everyone must play fair
    All you beginners know
    That you've got to start somewhere

    (So) Whether you're saints or sinners
    (Smile) Smile and share
    (Sun) Sunlight as well as shadows
    While you learn that everyone cares (Everyone cares)
    Everyone out there (Everyone out there)
    Has a cross to bear (Has a cross to bear)
    And we'll never dare to live alone

    `Cause we're not stones rolling down a mountainside
    We all count and we've got strength and we got pride
    `Cause God is on our side (God is on our side, God is on our side)
    Mmm, hmm, God is on our side, hmm, hmm

    Winners and losers
    Fight when you know you're right
    You'll get some bruises but
    Some fool see the light

    (So) So when you talk confused, yeah
    (Keep) Keep your pride
    (Smile) Smile and you'll make them listen
    While you teach, then we'll be alright (We'll be alright)

    Birds will stay in flight (Birds will stay in flight)
    Day will follow night (Day will follow night)
    So keep the truth in sight
    But no, no, no

    `Cause we're not stones rolling down a mountainside
    We all count and we've got strength and we got pride
    `Cause God is on our side (God is on our side, God is on our side), baby, girl
    God is on our side (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    I said (God is on our side, God is on our side) we're not stones, no, no
    (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    Hey, baby, hey (God is on our side, God is on our side)
    Mmm, hmm, mmm, hmm (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    God is on our side (God is on our side, God is on our side)
    Hey, we ain't stones, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    Givers and takers (God is on our side), whoa, you heart breakers
    (God is on our side)
    We could break or make up, God is on our side, yeah
    Come on, mmm...hmm...hmm...
    Come on, yeah, yeah

    Rolling down a mountainside
    Rolling down a mountainside
    Rolling down a mountainside
    Rolling down a mountainside
    Rolling down a mountainside
    Rolling down a mountainside




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    26-11-1976
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    The White Knight
    Composer(s): Jay Huguely
    Performer(s): Cletus Maggard & The Citizens Band



    Down on Seventy-Five or Ninety-Five or I-Twenty t'other way
    Turn your squelch to the right and in the night
    you'll hear some cotton-picker say
    "Breaker breaker, got a picture-taker, ol' Smokey's at forty-three!"
    It's that Japanese toy, the trucker's joy that everybody calls CB
    Yeah, Citizens Band
    Keeps you up to date with the fender-benders and the Tijuana taxis
    and all them bears out there a-flip-floppin'

    Now ahead o' your children and ahead o' your wife
    on the list of the ten best things in life
    Your CB's gotta rate right around number four
    'Course, beavers 'n hot biscuits 'n Merle Haggard come one-two-three, you know

    Well I was loaded down comin' outta Lake City
    checkin' out seat covers all young and pretty
    My wife was right and I settled for the night
    that ol' concrete boulevard a-feelin' right
    My ol' buddy in the back was a-gettin' some sack
    I was gonna bring it on to Macon 'fore I climbed in the back
    Yeah, I had all my eight-tracks by my side from Dolly Parton to Charley Pride
    My stereo a-rattlin' on the dash with Johnny Cash and all that good trash
    Yeah, culture with a side order of ritz!

    When all of a sudden there come a squall over my CB ringin' wall to wall
    Said "Go to double nickels as you hit the ridge
    'Cause there's a smokey picture-taker t'other side o' the bridge!"
    "Oh, mercy! 'Preciate that, good buddy
    Uh, what's your handle there, come on? Come on?"
    Mm-hmm...
    Well they was nary a sound, and I was bound to think he done switched over to four
    When wall to wall there come a call in a voice you couldn't ignoure

    And he said
    "Ten-four, back door
    Put the pedal to the metal and let it roar
    Hammer down to Macon Town, gonna see my mama, sure
    Well the Bears are gone, let's bring it on, the Georgia line's way outta sight
    Pulled outta Richmond Town last Saturday night, and my handle is the Whight Knight
    How 'bout it?"

    "Hey ol' buddy, I'm the Mean Machine. What's your twenty and what's your eighteen?
    Grease it up and shoout me some more
    'Cause I sure believe you're my front door! Come on?"

    "Ten-four, back door
    Put the pedal to the metal and let it roar
    Hammer down to Macon Town, gonna see my mama, sure
    Well a GMC my eighteen be, and the last mile marker was a fifty-three
    Pulled outta Richmond Town last Saturday night, and my handle is the Whight Knight
    How 'bout it?"

    "All right, White Knight, hammer down!"
    Well there I was a-streakin', my needle was a-peakin' right around seventy-nine
    That ol' diesel juice was a-gettin' loose and everything was fine!
    Oh yeah! Sing, Dolly! Sing, Loretta! Sing it, darlin's! Mm-hmm

    When wall to wall, I got a call from a front door big bear trapper
    He said, "Break one-nine, good buddy o' mine
    you got a smokey in a plain white wrapper!"
    Well I jammed my stick and lost twenty quick, you could hear them gears a-tearin'
    I was passed by a beaver in a Camaro, and I was cruisin' along a-goin' so slow
    I could count every button on that frilly blouse she was a-wearin'
    'Course, they weren't but one

    "Hey there, Super Trooper"
    Yeah, that's that crafty smokey over there with a CB o' his very own
    "Who, me? Noooooo, Smokey! Got grapefruit comin from F-L-A
    Can't shake them up, boy
    Nooo, goin' double nickels all the way!
    Hey, White Knight! Hey, front door
    Let's slide one off o' Super Trooper here and show him what's happenin' up there
    Come on?"

    And he said,
    "Ten-four, back door
    Put the pedal to the metal and let it roar
    Hammer down to Macon Town, gonna see my mama, sure
    Well the bears are gone, let's bring it on, the Georgia line's way outta sight
    Gotta get to Macon 'fore the middle o' the night and my handle is the Whight Knight
    How 'bout it?"

    Well I hammered down 'cause I figured that clown knew more about it than me
    I was puttin' it to it, and before I knew it I was doin' 'round eighty-three
    When I got a call just got my gall
    White Knight was a-talkin' to me, and he said

    "Ten-four, back door
    Put the pedal to the metal, what'cha waitin' for?
    If that ol' white can't stay in sight, gonna leave you here 'n say no more
    How 'bout it?"

    "Whoooa now, ol' buddy, that's fightin' talk!
    Now say things about my wife or my religion
    but don't go gettin' nasty 'bout my rig now!
    I'll come up there 'n blow your doors off!"
    Sing that mad tune there, Buck!

    Well I hammered down like I had wings
    little gravels in my wheels goin' ping-ping-ping
    I was hittin' ninety with a might heavy load
    blew a Greyhound Bus clean off o' the road
    'Bout the time I hit ninety-two I saw somethin' flashin' in my rear view
    Thoght to myself, "That can't be true," but there it was a-goin' blue-blue-blue!

    Uh-oh... Bubble gum machine done hit the jackpot!
    That's what it was, big ol' redneck whip right there on Smokey's car
    goin' twangy-twangy-twangy-twangy
    Play me a sad song there, Johnny

    Well I could see that bear a-laughin' big
    Just a-hangin' in tight on the back o' my rig
    When all of a sudden it come to me wall to wall
    So in that cold dark Georgia night in the shadow o' Smokey Bear's blue light
    I decided to make just one more CB call...

    "Break one-nine for the Super Trooper
    Hey there, Super Trooper, tell me if I'm right
    Are you my front door?
    Are you the White Knight? Come on?"

    And he said
    "Ten-four, back door
    You in a heap o' trouble, boy, fer sure
    Gonna read you your rights and treat you fair
    just pull over there with yer rockin' chair
    Want you boys to know each other real well
    'Cause you gonna be sharin' the same jail cell
    You make twelve cotton-pickers I've caught tonight
    Runnin' front door as that White Knight! [snicker]
    How 'bout it? [snicker]
    Forty miles over the speed limit; you boys gon' be here a while!" [snicker]

    That's it, cotton-pickers, I've done been grounded
    My tail in jail and my rig impounded
    Called the boss for bond in Big A Town; he said
    "You got in there, you get out, clown!
    You lookin' for more than a bond, boy, you ain't got no job!"

    I said, "Well boss, it's been nice doin' business with you
    Just keep it between the ditches
    Sevens, threes, 'n all them good numbers to you
    'n boss, if you would do me one favor
    I... I wonder if you'd call my wife and tell I her won't be there
    Saturday to take the kids to no Little League nowhere now
    Tell her maybe she'd better look into that job what she was offered, 'n
    Tell her just go ahead and get my friend a leave of action to the VFW

    "And boss, before my replacement takes this rig out
    Tell him when he's travellin' through the dark Georgia night
    Don't never get no fromt door called the White Knight!
    No sir, 'n wind up in the pokey with Smokey?
    Best thing you can do with that ol' thing is yank it out by the wires
    I don't care if it is a Johnson
    Sing me a sad tune there, Johnny

    "Oh Lordy mercy! Where am I gonna get two hundred 'n fifty green
    stamps to get outta this pokey?
    Oh Lordy..."



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Kan Er Niets Aan Doen
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    Kan Er Niets Aan Doen ((aka Heel Dicht Bij Jou, Mijn Lief (by Dirk Blanchart) - 1992)) ((Adapted from: Plaisir D’amour Ne Dure Qu’un Moment... (by Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian) - 1784 and Romance (by Jean-Paul Egide Martini) - 1785)) Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian - Jean-Paul Egide Martini - Frank Boeijen Performer(s): Frank Boeijen - 1997 Versions In Other Languages: 18th Century - The Joys Of Love (by Richard Dyer-Bennett) 1859 - Plaisir D'amour (by Hector Berlioz) (instrumental) 1931 - Plaisir D'amour (by Yvonne Printemps) 1961 - Can't Help Falling In Love (by Elvis Presley) 1978 - Comment Ne Pas Être Amoureux De Vous (by Dave)



    Verstandig is het niet
    Alleen een idioot denkt niet na
    Maar ik kan er niets aan doen
    Ik word verliefd op jou

    Wat als ik blijf
    Zou dat verkeerd zijn
    Want ik kan er niets aan doen
    Ik wordt verliefd op jou

    Een rivier die stroomt
    Altijd naar de zee
    Liefste ga je mee
    Dit had zo moeten zijn

    Neem mijn hand
    Mijn hele leven is voor jou
    Want ik kan er niets aan doen
    Ik word verliefd op jou

    Want ik kan er niets aan doen
    Ik word verliefd op jou...



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