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  • 27-03-2003
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    The Ballad Of Davy Crockett
    ((French Version: La Ballade De Davy Crockett (by Annie Cordy))
    Composer(s): George Bruns - Tom Blackburn
    Performer(s): Bill Hayes
    and multiple other artists



    Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
    Greenest state in the land of the free
    Raised in the woods so he knew ev'ry tree
    Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three
    Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!

    In eighteen thirteen the Creeks uprose
    Addin' redskin arrows to the country's woes
    Now, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows
    So he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!

    Off through the woods he's a marchin' along
    Makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song
    Itchin' fer fightin' an' rightin' a wrong
    He's ringy as a b'ar an' twice as strong
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer!

    Andy Jackson is our Gen'ral's name
    His reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shame
    Them redskin varmints us Volunteers'll tame
    'Cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aim
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the champion of us all!

    Headed back to war from the ol' home place
    But Red Stick was leadin' a merry chase
    Fightin' an' burnin' at a devil's pace
    South to the swamps on the Florida Trace
    Davy, Davy Crockett, trackin' the redskins down!

    Fought single-handed through the Injun War
    Till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store
    An' while he was handlin' this risky chore
    Made hisself a legend for evermore
    Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!

    He give his word an' he give his hand
    That his Injun friends could keep their land
    An' the rest of his life he took the stand
    That justice was due every redskin band
    Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his promise dear!

    Home fer the winter with his family
    Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
    Bein' the father he wanted to be
    Close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
    Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his young'uns dear!

    But the ice went out an' the warm winds came
    An' the meltin' snow showed tracks of game
    An' the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame
    An' all of a sudden life got too tame
    Davy, Davy Crockett, headin' on West again!

    Off through the woods we're ridin' along
    Makin' up yarns an' singin' a song
    He's ringy as a b'ar an' twice as strong
    An' knows he's right 'cause he ain' often wrong
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!

    Lookin' fer a place where the air smells clean
    Where the trees is tall an' the grass is green
    Where the fish is fat in an untouched stream
    An' the teemin' woods is a hunter's dream
    Davy, Davy Crockett, lookin' fer Paradise!

    Now he's lost his love an' his grief was gall
    In his heart he wanted to leave it all
    An' lose himself in the forests tall
    But he answered instead his country's call
    Davy, Davy Crockett, beginnin' his campaign!

    Needin' his help they didn't vote blind
    They put in Davy 'cause he was their kind
    Sent up to Nashville the best they could find
    A fightin' spirit an' a thinkin' mind
    Davy, Davy Crockett, choice of the whole frontier!

    The votes were counted an' he won hands down
    So they sent him off to Washin'ton town
    With his best dress suit still his buckskins brown
    A livin' legend of growin' renown
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the Canebrake Congressman!

    He went off to Congress an' served a spell
    Fixin' up the Governments an' laws as well
    Took over Washin'ton so we heered tell
    An' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
    Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!

    Him an' his jokes travelled all through the land
    An' his speeches made him friends to beat the band
    His politickin' was their favorite brand
    An' everyone wanted to shake his hand
    Davy, Davy Crockett, helpin' his legend grow!

    He knew when he spoke he sounded the knell
    Of his hopes for White House an' fame as well
    But he spoke out strong so hist'ry books tell
    An' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
    Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!

    When he come home his politickin' done
    The western march had just begun
    So he packed his gear an' his trusty gun
    An' lit out grinnin' to follow the sun
    Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the pioneers!

    He heard of Houston an' Austin so
    To the Texas plains he jest had to go
    Where freedom was fightin' another foe
    An' they needed him at the Alamo
    Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!

    His land is biggest an' his land is best
    From grassy plains to the mountain crest
    He's ahead of us all meetin' the test
    Followin' his legend into the West
    Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Say Nothin' Bad (About My Baby)
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    Don't Say Nothin' Bad (About My Baby) Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King First release by: The Cookies - 1963



    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (I love him so)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, don't you know)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    He's good (He's good)
    He's good to me (Good to me)
    And that''s all I care about

    Oh no, Don't you tell me by baby's just a playboy (It isn't true)
    Don't you tell me my baby's just a playboy (That's a lie)
    I won't listen to a single word you say (He's my guy)
    Don't you tell me my baby's just a playboy
    He's true
    He's true to me
    So girl, you better shut your mouth

    Everybody says he's lazy
    But not when he's kissing me
    Everybody says he's crazy
    Sure he's crazy, crazy about me (Oh, yeah)

    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (I love him so)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, don't you know)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    He's good (He's good)
    He's good to me (Good to me)
    And that's all I care about

    Oh no, Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (I love him so)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby (Oh, don't you know)
    Dont' say nothing bad about my baby
    He's true (He's true)
    He's true to me (True to me)
    So girl you better shut your mouth

    (Oh no, no no no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    (Oh no, no no no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    (Oh no, no no no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby
    (Oh no, no no no)
    Don't say nothing bad about my baby



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    26-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.La Ballade De Bill Brillantine
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    La Ballade De Bill Brillantine
    Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell



    Il marchait comme un chat égaré
    Nerfs tendus toutes griffes rentrées
    Son regard me donnait froid dans le dos
    Il semblait guetter
    Les gens du quartier
    Cherchant la violence
    À travers un mot

    Il portait des blue-jeans délavés
    Il rôdait aux sorties des cinés
    Il faisait un très grand numéro
    Adossé au mur
    Il jouait les durs
    Et son cinéma
    Ne sonnait pas faux

    Bill Brillantine
    Je n'ai pas oublié
    Bill Brillantine
    Et ses cheveux lustrés
    Toujours huilés
    Bill Brillantine
    Où es-tu donc passé
    Mais que t'est-il arrivé?

    Bill Brillantine
    Bill Brillantine

    Maintenant tes cheveux sont tombés
    Ton blouson est rangé au grenier
    Du passé il reste quelques photos
    Fini l'aventure
    Le gang des voitures
    Avec ton mariage
    Est tombé à l'eau

    Bill Brillantine
    Je n'ai pas oublié
    Bill Brillantine
    Et tes cheveux lustrés
    Toujours huilés
    Bill Brillantine
    Où es-tu donc passé
    Mais que t'est-il arrivé?

    Bill Brillantine

    Eh! Tu m'prêtes ta Vespa?
    Non, j'peux pas
    J'vais à une suprise-partie ce soir
    Oh tu m'emmènes?
    Non, non, non, non, non, non, Bill, non
    Tu n'fais pas partie de la bande, Bill
    Non, non, tu n'fais pas partie de la bande, Bill
    Non Bill, au revoir Bill, au revoir Bill...
    Tu n'fais pas partie de la bande, Bill...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Say No
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    Don't Say No Composer(s): Billy Squier Performer(s): Billy Squier



    We live in confusion times --- my world is a vice Nobody gets out alive... but you can break through the ice Don't say no My wounds are the open kind --- I bleed every day I pray for a change of mind... you could take me away Don't say no Take on the system, playin' on the wrong side Spend all my money tryin' to have a good time Come 'round to see you from time to time Week in the knees and I'm busted Some people they treat me kind... some drive me away Some people they blow your mind... it's not easy today Don't say no I live on the borderline... you come from the void I beg you to cross the line... you take good care of your boy Don't say no Got me a ticket sittin' on a gold mine Send me the int'rest, take me where the sun shines Come 'round to see me from time to time Bring it to me when I'm busted One minute I'm outa time... I don't fit in your game You kill me in overtime... I don't remember my name One minute you're on my mind... next minute you're gone You tell me to read the signs... they tell me we're on Don't say no...



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    25-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Bague À Jules
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    La Bague À Jules
    Composer(s): Alec Siniavine
    Performer(s): Patachou



    Y a quelqu' chos' qui tourne pas rond
    Sur cett' boul' qu'on appell' la Terre...
    Et mêm' les gens qu'nous admirons
    N'sont pas à l'abri d'la misère...
    C'est ainsi qu' dans l'milieu, l'aut' jour
    À midi juste à la pendule
    Ce bruit affreux n'a fait qu'un tour
    On a fauché la bague à Jules!

    Jul's, c'est un caïd, un' terreur
    Mais un malin, presqu'un artiste ...
    Un gars qui n'fait jamais d'erreurs
    Un' min' d'or pour les journalistes ...
    Pour un' fois qu'il s'faisait masser
    De l'orteil à la clavicule
    Complèt'ment nu, comm' vous pensez
    On a fauché la bague à Jules!

    Un' petit' bagu' de rien du tout
    Deux cents gramm's d'or autour d'un diam'
    Des p'tits rubis un peu partout...
    Seul'ment la bagu' lui v'nait d'Madame!
    Ou plutôt, de son ton guindé
    Aux demoisell's qui déambulent
    Elle avait dit: c'est décidé
    On va offrir la bague à Jules

    D'la s'couss' les pépées des carr'fours
    Les cell's que la moral' tolère
    Les bell's de nuit, les bell's de jour
    Les faux poids et les vraies douairières
    Tout's ont augmenté leurs tarifs
    Afin d'arrondir leur pécule...
    Y a eu du marathon sportif
    Pour alourdir la bague à Jules!

    Hélas, depuis qu'on a fauché
    L'ornement d'son auriculaire
    La clientèl' peut s'approcher
    Fini, l'moindre effort pour lui plaire...
    Et malheur au gars qui dirait
    Comm' ça bêt'ment, sans préambule
    "Pardon, Mad'moisell', c'est-y vrai
    Qu'on a fauché la bague à Jules ?"

    Et Jul's lui-mêm', c'est pire encor...
    Il os' plus dir' bonjour aux potes
    Il sait pas quoi fair' de son corps...
    Quand il est tout seul, il sanglote...
    Tous les tantôts, dès qu'il est l'vé
    D'un air penaud et ridicule
    Il va voir aux objets trouvés
    Si y aurait pas la bague à Jules

    Tenez, l'aut' soir, n'en pouvant plus
    Tremblant comme un qu'a la jaunisse
    Et cachant ses gros doigts poilus
    Il est allé à la police...
    Et là, au commissair' soufflé
    Il a dit: "Tant pis, c'est régule
    Y aura un sac pour le poulet
    Qui ramèn'ra la bague à Jules! ..."

    Et pendant c'temps-là, pas bien loin
    L'imbécil' qu'a fauché la bague
    Se consol' tout seul, dans un coin
    De l'énormité de la blague...
    Car sa loup' lui a révélé
    La vérité sur le bidule...
    Dans l'histoir' tout l'monde est volé
    Elle était fauss' la bague à Jules! ...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Say Goodnight And Mean Goodbye
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    Don't Say Goodnight And Mean Goodbye Composer(s): Joseph DeAngelis - Charles Partee First release by: The Shirelles - 1963



    Tonight you're actin' strange I find
    And you got something on your mind
    Something's wrong, I can see it
    See it in your eyes
    Whoa darlin
    Don't say goodnight and mean goodbye

    Oh, it may just be all in my mind
    But tonight doesn't seem like other times
    Then you were laughing and gay
    But now I hear you sighing, oh yes I do
    Whoa whoa whoa darlin'
    Don't say goodnight and mean goodbye

    Have I lost touch with your heart
    Or do I just worry too much?
    I couldn't stand for us to part
    Because I love you much, much too much

    So don't let this kiss be our last kiss
    Let there be other nights of holding you like this
    Please don't walk away, pretty baby
    With that look in your eyes
    Oh no no, whoa darling
    Don't say goodnight and mean goodbye
    Whoa oh oh baby
    Don't say goodnight and mean goodbye
    Oh oh oh, don't say goodnight and mean goodbye



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    24-03-2003
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    La Bagarre
    ((Adapted from: Trouble (by Elvis Presley) - 1958))
    Composer(s): Mike Stoller - Jerry Leiber - Vline Buggy
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday (France) - 1962



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

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

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

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



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    Don't Say A Word
    ((Adapted from: Après L'Amour (Charles Aznavour) - 1964))
    ((Italian Version: Dopo L'amore (Charles Aznavour & Mia Martini) - 1977))
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour & Liesbeth List - 1976



    Liesbeth:
    My hands of time stand still
    Rain on the window sill
    The lazy clouds drift by
    A rainbow in the sky
    We two stand here alone
    So alone, you and I

    Love, now you are close to me
    Oh, come closer to me
    I feel your gentle touch
    Warm fingers touching, running
    At last, we two are one
    I beg you let this moment last forever

    Don't say a word
    Let your lips go on kissing me
    Don't say a word
    Share this moment with me
    Pressing close to your heart
    Makes my world feel a part of yours
    Don't destroy it by just making a love scene of it
    Don't say a word
    Let me feel what your lips can say
    We might be heard and the moon fly away
    Darling, lie here with me
    What must be love, must be, my heart has heard
    Darling, don't say a word

    Charles:
    Pressing close to your heart
    Makes my world feel a part of your world
    Don't destroy it by just making a love scene of it
    Don't

    Liesbeth:
    Don't say a word

    Charles:
    Let me feel

    Liesbeth:
    Let me feel what your lips can say

    Charles:
    Don't

    Liesbeth:
    We might be heard
    And the moon fly away

    Both:
    Darling, lie here with me
    What must be love must be
    My heart has heard
    My darling don't say a word

    Charles:
    Don't, darling, answer
    Ah, don't



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    23-03-2003
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    Trouble
    ((French Version: La Bagarre (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1962))
    Composer(s): Mike Stoller - Jerry Leiber
    First release by: Elvis Presley - 1958
    Covered by multiple other artists



    If you're looking for trouble
    You came to the right place
    If you're looking for trouble
    Just look right in my face
    I was born standing up
    And talking back
    My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
    Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
    Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me

    I've never looked for trouble
    But I've never ran
    I don't take no orders
    From no kind of man
    I'm only made out
    Of flesh, blood and bone
    But if you're gonna start a rumble
    Don't you try it on alone
    Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
    Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
    I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
    I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
    So don't mess around don't mess around don't mess around with me
    I'm evil, I'm evil, evil, evil
    So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
    I'm evil, I tell you I'm evil
    So don't mess around with me
    Yeah!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Rock The Boat, Dear
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    Don't Rock The Boat, Dear Composer(s): Harold Arlen - Ralph Blane Performer(s): Dean Martin & Margaret Whiting; Nancy Andrews



    (MW) Don't rock the boat dear
    (MW) Keep our love afloat dear
    (MW) Strike that happy note dear
    (MW) We're not lost at sea

    (DM) Keep our love ready
    (DM) And never high or heady
    (DM) Always keep it steady
    (DM) The way it ought to be

    (Both) Even though we're out in deep water
    (Both) We must save the future for sons and daughters
    (MW) Don't rock the ship dear
    (DM) Here's a little tip dear
    (MW) Make each trip a pip dear
    (Both) Just for the likes of you and me

    (DM) Don't rock the yacht dear
    (MW) Don't you go to pot dear
    (DM) This year is a hot year
    (DM) We're not lost at sea

    (MW) Don't rock the scow now
    (DM) Charm me off the bow now
    (MW) Love me here and now
    (Both) Wow the way it ought to be

    (DM) Even though we're out in deep water
    (MW) We must save the future for sons and daughters
    (DM) Don't rock the sloop dear
    (MW) Don't be nincompoop dear
    (DM) Lovers loop the loop dear
    (Both) It was made for us

    (MW) Don't rock the craft dear
    (DM) We're not on a raft dear
    (MW) Love before and aft (Both) dear
    (Both) Don't rock the boat dear
    (DM) Keep our love afloat dear
    (MW) Strike that happy note dear (Both) dear
    (Both) Just for the likes of you and me



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    22-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Autoradio Canta

    La Autoradio Canta
    Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



    Domingo, a por el mar cumpliendo una promesa
    Tu siéntate cerquita y ya veremos qué pasa
    la autoradio canta, no te separes
    la autoradio canta, no te separes

    Si acaso tienes sed aquí traigo de todo
    ahora que voy bien ¿Qué tal si hablamos un poco?
    la autoradio canta, no te separes
    la autoradio canta, no te separes

    Parecen diez minutos pero hace horas
    que estamos en camino y no se ve la costa
    la autoradio canta, no te separes
    la autoradio canta, no te separes que ...

    Esta canción tal asi como es
    va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
    y a esa sonrisa que me parte en dos el corazón
    Hey! es toda esntera para ti
    casi tan tierna como tú
    que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
    y sé que los hay...
    y sé cuantos hay...

    Atrás quedan los ruidos con sus ciudades
    me gusta que tus ojos no quieran mirarme
    la autoradio canta, no te separes
    la autoradio canta, no te separes

    Y mientras tú me cuentas cómo va tu vida
    que tu padre no te entiende y que estás muy dolida
    la autoradio canta, y me distrae
    la autoradio canta, y se hace muy tarde ...

    Esta canción tal asi como es
    Va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
    y a esa sonrisa que me parte en dos el corazón
    Hey! es toda esntera para ti
    casi tan tierna como tú
    que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
    y sé que los hay...
    y sé cuantos hay...

    Y el dia se nos va y el mar aún no se ha visto
    el año que viene saldremos más pronto, verás...

    Esta canción tal asi como es
    Va dedicada a ti ¿No ves?
    que nunca cuentas tus problemas por no molestar
    y sé que los hay...
    y sé cuantos hay...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Rob Another Man's Castle
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    Don't Rob Another Man's Castle Composer(s): Jenny Carson First recording/First release by: Eddy Arnold, The Tennesee Plowboy and his Guitar - 1948/1949 Covered by multiple other artists



    Don't rob another man's castle
    For he's like a king on a throne

    It may be a shack, down along side the tracks
    But everything in it's his own

    Don't think of taking his loved one
    For it's written, "Thou Shalt Not Steal"

    Don't rob another man's castle
    For someone just stole it from me



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    21-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Americana
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    La Americana
    Composer(s): M. Grilli - Miguel Bosé
    Performer(s): Miguel Bosé



    Nano nano ésta es La Americana
    Nano nano ésta es latina hey!
    Nano Nano ésta La Americana

    Nano Nano ésta La Americana
    Nano Nano mira que boca hey!
    Nano nano ésta es de lengua hermana
    Nano nano hey!
    Te come en español ...

    Nano nano ésta es canela en rama
    Nano nano es cosa buena hey!
    Nano nano ésta es manzana sana
    Nano nano hey!
    Se come ...

    Mira hermano que ésta me pierde
    Poco a poco me ata el corazón
    Nano nano quieto y hasta mañana
    Nano nano esto es America

    La Americana
    Tiene una pasíon que no duerme
    Y quiere hacer el amor
    Después de hacer el amor ...Amen

    La Americana
    Dice lo que siente y me enciende
    Me vuelve loco el calor
    De ésta morena en calor ...Amen
    Y besa en español...

    Nano Nano ésta La Americana
    Nano Nano mira que tetasa hey!
    Nano nano ésta es de pura lana
    Nano nano hey!
    Se come al español ...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Rain On My Parade
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    Don't Rain On My Parade Composer(s): Jule Styne - Bob Merrill First release by: Barbra Streisand - 1964 Covered by multiple other artists



    Don't tell me not to fly
    I've simply got to
    If someone takes a spill
    It's me and not you
    Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade

    Don't tell me not to leave
    Just sit and putter
    Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
    Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade

    I'll march my band out
    I'll beat my drum
    And if I'm fanned out
    Your turn at bat, sir
    At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
    I guess I didn't make it

    But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
    A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
    A Cinderella or a shine apple of an eye
    I gotta fly once
    I gotta try once
    Only can die once, right, sir?
    Ooh, life is juicy
    Juicy and you see
    I gotta have my bite, sir

    Get ready for me love
    'Cause I'm a "comer"
    I simply gotta march
    My heart's a drummer
    Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade

    Yes, sir
    No, sir
    I'm gonna live and live now
    Get what I want, I know how
    All that the law will allow
    One roll for the whole shebang
    One throw that bell will go clang
    Though I'm alone I'm a gang
    Eye on the target and wham
    One shot, one gun shot and bam

    Hey, world, here I am...
    Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer"
    I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
    Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!



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    20-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La Alegría
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    La Alegría
    Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



    No queda nada que pueda querer
    no queda nada que pueda desear
    He conbinado la sal con la miel
    he conseguido más de lo normal

    Ni una alegría yo voy a buscar
    mi alegría es de humo y fragor
    No está ni arriba ni abajo ni atrás
    Quizás delante tras otro sudor

    Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
    mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
    mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
    mi sonrisa no está en el día
    (ni siquiera está en la alegría)

    Mi alegía está dentro de mí
    mi alegría sale sin querer
    mi alegría es lo que hay que decir
    mi alegría es lo que hay que saber

    Mi sonrisa no está en la yerba ni en el viento
    mi sonrisa no está en la luna ni en el mar
    mi sonrisa no está en un cuerpo de mujer
    mi sonrisa no está en el día
    (ni siquiera está en la alegría)

    No queda nada en la tierra y el mar
    que no haya hecho a mi cuerpo feliz
    No queda nada que pueda buscar
    y sin embargo no empiezo a vivir



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington
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    Don't Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington
    Composer(s): Noel Coward
    Performer(s): Noel Coward; Vic Reeves



    Some years ago when I was returning from the Far East
    on a very large ship
    I was pursued around the decks every day by a very large lady
    She showed me some photographs of her daughter – a repellant-looking girl
    and seemed convinced that she was destined for a great stage career
    Finally, in sheer self-preservation, I locked myself in my cabin and wrote this song
    “Don’t Put Your Daughter On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington”)

    Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage
    The profession is overcrowded
    The struggle’s pretty tough
    And admitting the fact she’s burning to act
    That isn’t quite enough
    She’s a nice girl and though her teeth are fairly good
    She’s not the type I ever would be eager to engage
    I repeat, Mrs. Worthington, sweet Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage

    Regarding yours, dear Mrs. Worthington
    Of Wednesday, the 23rd
    Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
    How can I make it clear that this is not a good idea
    For her to hope and appear, Mrs. Worthington
    Is on the face of it absurd
    Her personality is not in reality quite big enough, inviting enough
    For this particular sphere

    Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage
    She’s a bit of an ugly duckling, you must honestly confess
    And the width of her seat would surely defeat
    Her chances of her success
    It’s - it’s a loud voice, and though it’s not exactly flat
    She’ll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
    On my knees, Mrs. Worthington, please Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage

    Don’t put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage
    Though they said at the school of acting
    She was lovely as Peer Gynt
    I’m afraid, on the whole, an ingenue role might emphasize her squint
    She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
    But don’t you think her bust is too developed for her age
    No more buts, Mrs. Worthington, nuts! Mrs. Worthington
    Don’t put your daughter on the stage



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    19-03-2003
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. La "The Nana"
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    La "The Nana"
    Composer(s): Léo Ferré
    Performer(s): Léo Ferré



    La "the nana"
    C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
    La "the nana"
    C'est "tha nana" avec un zeste
    La "the nana"
    Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
    La "the nana"
    C'est pas compliqué mais c'est bon
    La "the nana"
    Que ça vous mate ou qu'ça vous touche
    La "the nana"
    C'est l'eau courante au fond d'la bouche
    La "the nana"
    Et quand ça vous r'file un' galoche
    La "the nana"
    Tu joues complet dans ton cinoche
    La "the nana"
    C'est dans la taille et dans le faste
    La "the nana"
    C'est "the nana" et puis c'est baste
    La "the nana"
    Quant à chômer devant son cul
    La "the nana"
    Les chômeurs ça court pas les rues
    La "the nana"
    Que ça se traine ou qu'ça s'trimballe
    La "the nana"
    Au septième ciel tu fais tes malles
    La "the nana"
    Et tu lui red'mand's un ticket
    La "the nana"
    Pour t'emballer au bout du quai
    La "the nana"
    C'est du jasmin sous un' guenille
    La "the nana"
    Du cousu main en espadrilles
    La "the nana"
    C'est un' prison dans sa bastille
    La "the nana"
    C'est du vison en haut des quilles
    La "the nana"
    Quand ça t'emballe au bout d'la rue
    La "the nana"
    Ça t'fait marron et ça t'lâche plus
    La "the nana"
    Quand ça vient lire au fond du paje
    La "the nana"
    T'as même plus l'temps d'tourner les pages
    La "the nana"
    C'est des baisers, c'est des caresses
    La "the nana"
    A t'défoncer le tiroir-caisse
    La "the nana"
    C'est d'la panthère qu'on t'sert en tasse
    La "the nana"
    Faut laisser faire et puis ça passe
    La "the nana"
    C'est comme un ange qu'aurait pas d'ailes
    La "the nana"
    C'est un jouet au bout d'une ficelle
    La "the nana"
    C'est un chagrin qui va tout nu
    La "the nana"
    C'est un cri perdu dans la rue
    La "the nana"
    C'est dans la voix et dans le geste
    La "the nana"
    C'est "the nana" avec un zeste
    La "the nana"
    Quant à la jupe à ras l'bonbon
    La "the nana"
    C'est pas qu'c'est gagné... mais c'est bon...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Put Me On
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    Don't Put Me On Composer(s): Cyril Jordan - Chris Wilson First release by: The Flamin' Groovies - 1978



    Don't tell lies
    You can't keep goin' on
    This way
    Realize
    It's no good puttin' on
    Your friends
    You think you're smart
    But you just contradict
    All that you say
    Don't put me on
    It puts me off
    You've had your fun
    I've had enough
    From the start
    I knew you'd miss the point
    I've had enough
    So I'll just smoke a joint
    Don't put me on
    It puts me off
    You've had your fun
    I've had enough
    One chance I'm told
    And that is all
    Poltroons
    Like you I've known
    Vacant and cold
    God save your soul



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    18-03-2003
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    Azzurro
    ((Adapted from: Azzurro (by Adriano Celentano) - 1968))
    ((Danish Version: Vi Danser (by Gitte Hænning - 1968))
    Composer(s): Paolo Conte - Michele Virano - Vito Pallavicini - Armath
    Performer(s): Willy Sommers - 1995



    Samen met jou over Gods wegen
    Vermoeid, verslagen en op de vlucht
    Voor al die kille, koude regen
    Het weer van 't noorden, terecht berucht
    Maar nog een heel klein beetje rijden
    Naar stralend zonlicht en blauwe lucht

    Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
    Azzurro, zo blauw
    Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
    Azzurro, voor jou
    't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
    De bergen, de blauwe zee
    Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
    Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee

    Hier schijnt een zon om van te dromen
    'k Vergeet m'n zorgen, de grote sleur
    Zelfs lange files vlak voor Rome
    Krijgen geen vat op mijn goed humeur
    Hier zendt de zon z'n warmste stralen
    En heeft de hemel de mooiste kleur

    Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
    Azzurro, zo blauw
    Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
    Azzurro, voor jou
    't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
    De bergen, de blauwe zee
    Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
    Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee

    Azzurro, hier is geen wolkje aan de lucht
    Azzurro, zo blauw
    Azzurro, een briesje niets meer dan een zucht
    Azzurro, voor jou
    't Is zomer, we trekken samen naar de zon
    De bergen, de blauwe zee
    Azzurro, en 't mooiste meisje
    Het mooiste meisje gaat weer met me mee



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake
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    Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake
    Composer(s): Kate Bush
    Performer(s): Kate Bush



    Emma's come down
    She's stopped the light
    Shining out of her eyes

    Emma's been run out on
    She's breaking down
    In so many places
    Stuck in low gear
    Because of her fears

    Of the skidding wheels
    (The skid of her wheels she feels)
    Skidding wheels
    (The skid of her wheels she feels)
    Spinning wheels
    (Wheel-skidding feeling)

    Her heart is there
    But they've greased the road
    Her heart is out there
    But she's no control

    Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
    You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
    Don't drive too slowly
    Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
    Don't put your foot on the heartbrake

    (She's losing, she's losing, she's losing, she's losing...)

    She's losing that inner flame
    It was burning bright
    But she's losing the light fast

    She's only herself to blame
    Well, take care of yourself
    And remember Georgie
    But she's so O.D.'d on weeping
    She can hardly see

    That she's dropping beads
    (Red, red glass is bleeding)
    Dropping beads
    (Red, red glass is bleeding)
    Dropping beads
    (Red, red on the parquet)

    Her heart is there
    But they've greased the road
    Her heart is out there
    But she's no control

    Oh, come on, you've got to use your flow
    You know what it's like, and you know you want to go
    Don't drive too slowly
    Don't put your blues where your shoes should be
    Don't put your foot on the heartbrake



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