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  • 29-01-1969
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    Mama, Mag Mijn Popje Naar De Hemel
    Composer(s): Cy Coben; Bobbejaan Schoepen; Louis Verbeeck
    Performer(s): Bobbejaan Schoepen



    Marleentje was een jaar of drie
    Zij ging vaak spelen met haar popje op de straat
    En toen een wagen kwam die plotseling vergeefs nog had geremd
    Hield zij haar pop krampachtig vast geklemd

    M'n lij haar toen in een wit bed
    Daar lag ze bleekjes met haar popje in haar arm
    Zij kon niet horen wat de dokter tot haar moeder zachtjes zei
    En smeken en vol pijn fluisterde zij

    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee

    Nu slaapt ze stil, maar voor altijd
    Haar kleine pop naast haar zoals ze had gevraagd
    En in de nacht zit er een moeder eenzaam naast een lege bed
    Zij hoort een kinderstem die zachtjes klaagt

    Oh, mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee
    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee

    Zijn de engeltjes soms boos
    Kijk het slaapt gelijk een roos
    Mammie, mag m'n popje naar de hemel met me mee



    Categorie:Nederl. Songs

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    Oh My Lady
    Composer(s): Kim Berly
    Performer(s): The Stampeders



    Oh, my lady
    I'm alone, you'd feel your presence in the night
    Oh, my lady
    Through the storm I felt your fire, saw your light
    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be free
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    Oh, my lady
    There will be time for reflection and for play
    Oh, my lady
    Well, a darker night will dawn a brighter day
    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be real
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    And life being what it is
    She'll be round in time
    And time changing like it does
    Oh, won't change my mind about my lady so real
    I said, my lady can feel
    And ain't it like walkin' out through the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train

    ---- Instrumental Interlude ----

    Oh, my lady
    I said lady, I can feel
    That soon my lady will be real
    And ain't it like walkin' out after the pourin' rain
    To meet the morning train
    Well, in the morning rain
    Oh, my lady




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    28-01-1969
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    Mama, Look At Bubu
    Composer(s): Lord Melody
    Performer(s): Harry Belafonte



    I wonder why nobody don't like me
    Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?
    I wonder why nobody don't like me
    Or is it the fact that I'm ugly?

    I leave my whole house and home
    My children don't want me no more
    Bad talk inside de house dey bring
    And when I talk they start to sing

    "Mama, look at bubu" they shout
    Their mother tell them "shut up your mout'"
    "That is your daddy", "oh, no"
    "My daddy can't be ugly so"
    "Shut your mout' " "Go away"

    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (ooh)
    "Shut your mout' " "Go away"
    "Mama, look at bubu" dey

    I couldn't even digest me supper
    Due to thee children's behavior
    John ("Yes, pa")-"come here a moment"
    "Bring de belt, you're much too impudent"
    John says it's James who started first
    James tells thee story in reverse
    I drag my belt from off me waist
    You should hear dem screamin' round de place

    "Mama, look at bubu" they shout
    Their mother tell them "shut up your mout'"
    "That is your daddy", "oh, no"
    "My daddy can't be ugly so"
    "Shut your mout'" "Go away"

    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (ooh)
    "Shut your mout'" "Go away"
    "Mama, look at bubu" dey (oh)



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night (Tell My Mother Her Boy Is All Right)
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    Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night
    (Tell My Mother Her Boy Is All Right)
    Composer(s): Allan J. Flynn



    Over There, The silvry moon was shining
    Over There, A soldier boy while pining
    To the moon pleaded, And if it heeded
    This is what it heard him say, Oh!

    Over There, The night was dark and dreary
    Over There, Two loving hearts were weary
    Sweetheart and mother, Asking each other
    Will our Soldier boy return, Oh!

    Moon, of the summer night
    Your silvry beams bring me dreams
    of the loved ones way back home
    Could you only tell them all
    That I'm safe tonight
    How it would cheer up the loved ones far across the foam
    Over yonder in the golden west
    My mother's praying
    And the little girl I love the best, Is praying too
    So I'm asking you, Oh! Moon
    Won't you send your light
    And tell my mother for me, cross the sea
    Her boy's alright




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    27-01-1969
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    Mama, I'm Coming Home
    Composer(s): Lemmy Kilmister; Ozzy Osbourne; Zakk Wylde
    Performer(s): Ozzy Osbourne;
    Lily Holbrook; Iron Horse; Bud E. Luv



    Times have changed and times are strange
    Here I come but I ain't the same
    Mama, I'm coming home
    Times go by, seems to be
    You could have been a better friend to me
    Mama, I'm coming home

    You took me in and you drove me out
    Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
    Lost and found and turned around
    By the fire in your eyes

    You made me cry, you told me lies
    But I can't stand to say goodbye
    Mama, I'm coming home
    I could be right, I could be wrong
    It hurts so bad it's been so long
    Mama, I'm coming home

    Selfish love yeah we're both alone
    The ride before the fall, yeah
    But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
    I just got to have it all

    I've seen your face a hundred times
    Everyday we've been apart
    I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
    'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home

    You took me in and you drove me out
    Yeah, you had me hypnotized, yeah
    Lost and found and turned around
    By the fire in your eyes

    I've seen your face a thousand times
    Everyday we've been apart
    I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
    'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
    I'm coming home
    I'm coming home



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Lonesome Me
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    Oh, Lonesome Me
    French Title: Oh Quelle Nuit
    Composer(s): Don Gibson
    Performer(s): Don Gibson;
    and various other artists



    Everybody's going out and having fun
    I'm just a fool for staying home and having none
    I can't get over how she set me free
    Oh lonesome me

    A bad mistake I'm making bout just hanging round
    I know that I should have some fun an paint the town
    A love sick fool that's blind and just can't see
    Oh lonesome me

    I'll bet she's not like me
    She's out an fancy free
    Flirting with the boys with all her charms
    But I still love her so
    And brother don't you know
    I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

    Well there must be some way
    I can lose these lonesome blue
    Forget about the past and find somebody new
    I've thought of everything from A to Z
    Oh lonesome me

    (guitar solo) (ba-de-op-bop-bop)
    (ba-de-op-bop-bop)
    (Oh lonesome me)

    Well I bet she's not like me
    She's out and fancy free
    Flirting with the boys with all her charms
    But I still love her so
    And brother don't you know
    I'd welcome her right back into my arms

    Well there must be some way
    I can lose these lonesome blues
    Forget about the past and find somebody new
    I've thought of everything from A to Z
    Oh lonesome me

    Oh lonesome me...




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    26-01-1969
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    Mama, I Wanna Make Rhythm
    Composer(s): Jerome Jerome; Richard Byron; Walter Kent
    Performer(s): Cab Calloway
    and various other artists



    Yasha was a prodigy, since he was a kid of three
    He could play a rhapsody as good as they come
    But as strange as it may be, Yasha hated melody
    He had a yen for tympani, he longed to play a drum
    When his Mother made him practice on the fiddle every day
    He'd stop right in the middle and he'd say....

    Mama, I wanna make rhythm
    Don't wanta make music
    Just wanna go zoozi-zah-zah-zoozi
    Ooh-cah-dee-doodle-oodle-aah-doo

    Mama, I wanna get hotcha
    I wanta make boombah
    I wanna go gah-gah
    Za-rah-kah, zat-zow, ooh-dee-lah

    I've got no desire to carry a Stradivarius, but
    There's no limit of primitive tom-tom in my tum-tum

    Mama, I wanna make rhythm
    Don't wanta make music
    Just wanna go wookee-ah-kay-a-kaya-kaya
    Yag-a-yag-a-yag-a-yag



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Lady Be Good
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    Oh, Lady Be Good
    Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
    Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald;
    and various other artists



    Listen to my tale of woe
    it's terribly sad but true
    All dressed up, no place to go
    Each evening I'm awfully blue
    I must win some handsome guy
    Can't go on like this
    I could blossom out I know
    With somebody just like you
    So...
    Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good
    Oh, lady, be good to me
    I am so awfully misunderstood
    So lady, be good to me
    Oh, please have some pity
    I'm all-alone in this big city
    I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood
    So lady be good to me
    Oh, please have some pity
    I'm all alone in this big city
    I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood
    So lady be good to me
    Oh lady be good to me




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    25-01-1969
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    Mama, Don't Whip Little Buford
    Composer(s): Kenneth C. Burns; Henry D. Haynes



    Mama don't whip little Buford
    Mama don't pound on his head
    Mama don't whip little Buford
    I think you should shoot him instead

    (Henry)
    Bang!

    Yes, folks, we only have high class stuff on this show



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning
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    Oh, How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning
    Composer(s): Irving Berlin
    Performer(s): Irving Berlin;
    and various other artists



    The other day I chanced to meet a soldier friend of mine
    He’d been in camp for sev’ral weeks and he was looking fine
    His muscles had developed and his cheeks were rosy red
    I asked him how he liked the life, and this is what he said

    “Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
    Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed
    For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call
    You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up
    You’ve got to get up this morning!
    Some day I’m going to murder the bugler
    Some day they’re going to find him dead
    I’ll amputate his reveille, and step upon it heavily
    And spend the rest of my life in bed"

    “Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
    Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed
    For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call
    You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up
    You’ve got to get up this morning!
    Oh! boy the minute the battle is over
    Oh! boy the minute the foe is dead
    I'll put my uniform away, and move to Philadelphia
    And spend the rest of my life in bed"

    A bugler in the army is the luckiest of men
    He wakes the boys at five and then goes back to bed again
    He doesn’t have to blow again until the afternoon
    If ev’ry thing goes well with me I'll be a bugler soon

    “Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
    Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed
    For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call
    You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up
    You’ve got to get up this morning!
    Some day I’m going to murder the bugler
    Some day they’re going to find him dead
    I’ll amputate his reveille, and step upon it heavily
    And spend the rest of my life in bed"

    “Oh! how I hate to get up in the morning
    Oh! how I’d love to remain in bed
    For the hardest blow of all, is to hear the bugler call
    You’ve got to get up, you’ve got to get up
    You’ve got to get up this morning!
    Oh! boy the minute the battle is over
    Oh! boy the minute the foe is dead
    I'll put my uniform away, and move to Philadelphia
    And spend the rest of my life in bed"




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    24-01-1969
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    Mama Weer All Crazee Now
    Composer(s): Noddy Holder; Jim Lea
    Originally performed by: Slade
    Covered by various other artists



    I don't want to drink my whisky like you do
    I don't need to spend my money but still do

    Don't stop now a-c'mon
    Another drop now a-c'mon
    I wanna lot now so c'mon
    That's right, that's right
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now

    A you told me fool fire water won't hurt me
    A you tease me and all my ladies desert me

    Don't stop now a-c'mon
    Another drop now a-c'mon
    I wanna lot now so c'mon
    That's right, that's right
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now

    Stop it

    I don't want to drink my whisky but still do
    I had enough to fill up "H" Hill's left shoe

    Don't stop now a-c'mon
    Another drop now a-c'mon
    I wanna lot now so c'mon
    That's right, that's right
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now
    I said mama but we're all crazy now

    C'mon c'mon
    I said my mama we're all crazy now

    Repeat

    I said mama mama mama mama mama mama mama oh yeah...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Slade

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh Happy Day (The Four Knights)
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    Oh Happy Day
    Composer(s): Donald H. Koplaw; Nancy Reed
    Performer(s): The Four Knights;
    Larry Hooper; Don Howard; Dick Todd



    The sun is shinin', oh, happy day-ay
    No more troubles and no skies are gray-ay
    Ever since you said those words to me
    Doo-doom, dah-doo-dad-doo-dah-doo-doo

    You said you loved me, I know it's tru-ue
    My life's complete, dear, for now I have you-ou
    Oh, happy day-ay for-o-o-or lucky me
    Doo-doom, dah-doo-dad-doo-dah-doo-doo

    (instrumental break)

    You said you loved me, I know it's tru-ue
    My life's complete, dear, for now I have you-ou
    Oh, happy day-ay for-o-o-or lucky me
    Doo-doom, dah-doo-dad-doo-dah-doo-doo

    Oh, happy day for-o-o-or lucky me-ee




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    23-01-1969
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    Mama Used To Say
    Composer(s): Bob Carter; Junior Giscombe
    Originally performed by: Junior Giscombe



    Ooh
    Yeah, girl

    Said a small boy once asked
    When will I grow up
    When will I see what grownups do see...
    In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age
    To be recognized is when I'm not unmasked

    And mama used to say
    Take your time, young man...
    Mama used to say
    Don't you rush to get old...
    Mama used to say
    Take it in your stride...
    Mama used to say
    Live your life...

    As the years went rushin' by he would cut down on his age
    He would tell his girl of how it used to be
    How his mommy passed away, but these lines she would say
    And at the time he couldn't understand

    Mama used to say
    Take your time, young man...
    Mama used to say
    Don't you rush to get old...
    Mama used to say
    Take it in your stride...
    Mama used to say
    Live your life...

    You're young, so young, don't hold on back
    Do all you want to do
    Now is the time for you to stride
    For you to get better in what you are doin', oh

    Now is the time for you to stride
    For you to get better in what you are doin', oh

    A small boy once asked
    When will I grow up
    When will I see what grownups do see ...
    In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age
    To be recognized is when I'm not unmasked

    And mama used to say
    Take your time, young man ...
    Mama used to say
    Don't you rush to get old ...
    Mama used to say
    Take it in your stride ...
    Mama used to say
    Live your life, live your life, live your life, oh ...

    Hey, mama used to say
    Take your time, young man ...
    Mama used to say
    Don't you rush to get old ...
    Mama used to say
    Take it in your stride ...
    Mama used to say
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ...

    Ooh
    Ooh
    Mama used to say, ooh ...
    Mama used to say, ooh ...
    Mama used to say, ooh ...
    Mama used to say, ooh ...
    Mama used to say



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    Tags:Junior Giscombe

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    Oh Happy Day
    Composer(s): Edwin R. Hawkins
    Performer(s): Joan Baez



    Oh happy day (oh happy day)
    Oh happy day (oh happy day)
    When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)
    When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)
    When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)
    He washed my sins away (oh happy day)

    Oh happy day (oh happy day)
    He taught me how to watch
    fight and pray fight and pray
    And live rejoicing every, everyday
    Oh happy day....
    He taught me how....
    Oh happy day (oh happy day)
    Oh happy day (oh happy day
    Oh happy day (oh happy day)....




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    21-01-1969
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    Mama Told Me (Not To Come)
    Composer(s): Randy Newman
    Originally performed by: The Animals
    Covered by various other artists



    Want some whiskey in your water?
    Sugar in your tea?
    What's all these crazy questions you're askin' me?
    This is the craziest party that could ever be
    Don't turn on the lights `cause I don't wanna see

    Mama told me not to come
    Mama told me not to come
    That ain't to have fun, no, uh-uh

    Open up your window, let some air into this room
    I think I'm almost chokin' from the smell of stale perfume
    And that cigarette you're smokin'
    Don't scare me half to death
    Open up the window, sucker, let me catch my breath

    Mama told me not to come
    Mama told me not to come
    That ain't to have fun, son
    That ain't to have fun, son

    The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door
    I'm lookin' at my girlfriend, she's passed out on the floor
    I've seen so many things I ain't never seen before
    Don't know what it is, I don't wanna see it no more

    Mama told me not to come
    Mama told me not to come
    She said that ain't to have fun, son
    That ain't to have fun, son

    That ain't to have fun, no
    That ain't to have fun, son



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:The Animals

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh Dear, What Can The Matter Be?
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    Oh Dear, What Can The Matter Be?
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Terry Callier;
    and various other artists



    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Johnny's so long at the fair
    He promised to buy me a trinket to please me
    And then for a smile, oh, he vowed he would tease me
    He promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
    To tie up my bonnie brown hair

    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Johnny's so long at the fair
    He promised to bring me a basket of posies
    A garland of lilies, a gift of red roses
    A little straw hat to set off the blue ribbons
    That tie up my bonnie brown hair

    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
    Johnny's so long at the fair




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    20-01-1969
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    Mama Sang A Song
    Composer(s): Bill Anderson
    Performer(s): Bill Anderson
    and various other artists



    (God put a song in the heart of an angel)
    (And softly she sang it to me)

    I get to thinking lots of times
    About back when I was a lad
    Of the old homeplace where I grew up
    Of the days both good and bad

    My overalls were hand-me-downs
    My shoes were full of holes
    I used to walk four miles to school every day
    Through the rain, the sleet and the cold

    I've seen the nights when my daddy would cry
    For the things that his family would need
    But all he ever got was a badland farm
    And seven hungry mouths to feed

    And yet, and yet our homefire never flickered once
    Cause when all these things went wrong
    Mama took the hymn book down
    And mama sang a song

    (What a friend we have in Jesus)

    I've been rocked to sleep many a night
    To the tune of ''What a Friend''
    And come morning ''Rock of Ages''
    Would wake me gently once again

    And when daddy would reach up and he'd take the Bible down
    And he'd read it, read it loud and long
    And I always felt that maybe our house was blessed
    When daddy would say mama sing a song

    Sister left home first I guess and then Bob
    And then Tommy and then Dan
    By then dad's hair was turning white
    And I had to be mama's little man

    But it seemed that as daddy's back grew weak
    My mother's faith just grew strong
    And those were the greatest days of all
    When mama sang a song

    (Rock of ages cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee)

    I guess the house is still standing
    I don't get to go back much anymore
    No voice is left to fill those halls
    And no steps to grace the floor

    For you see my mother sings in heaven now
    Around God's golden throne
    But I'll always believe that this world is a better place
    Because one time my mama sang a song

    (Precious mem'ries flod my soul) ...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Oh, But I Do!
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    Oh, But I Do!
    Composer(s): Leo Robin; Arthur Schwartz
    Performer(s): Doris Day;
    and various other artists



    You think I don’t love you, oh but I do
    How can I show that I do?
    You think I don’t get blue, oh but I do
    Though I get light-hearted, too
    First I’m singing then I’m sighing
    Then I’m flying high above
    You think I don’t know why, oh but I do
    I know that it’s you I love

    First I’m singing then I’m sighing
    Then I’m flying so high above
    You think I don’t know why, oh but I do
    I know that it’s you I love




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    19-01-1969
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    Mama Said
    Composer(s): Willie Denson; Luther Dixon
    Originally performed by: The Shirelles



    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this Mama said
    (Mama said, mama said)
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this my Mama said
    (Mama said, mama said)
    I went walking the other day
    Everything was going fine
    I met a little boy named Billy Joe
    And then I almost lost my mind
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this Mama said
    (Mama said, mama said)
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this my Mama said
    My eyes are wide open
    But all that I can see is
    chapel bells are callin for everyone but-a me
    but I don't worry cause
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this Mama said
    (Mama said, mama said)
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this my Mama said
    And then she said someone will look at me
    like I'm looking at you one day
    then I might find
    I don't want it any old way
    so I don't worry cause
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this Mama said
    (Mama said, mama said)
    Mama said there'll be days like this
    There'll be days like this my Mama said
    Mama said, mama said
    Hey! Don't you worry
    Mama said mama said
    Hey! Don't you worry now
    Mama said mama said
    Hey! Hey!



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:The Shirelles

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Oh, Boy!
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    Oh, Boy!
    Composer(s): Norman Petty; Bill Tilghman; Sonny West
    Performer(s): Buddy Holly & The Crickets;
    and various other artists



    All of my lovin' All of my kissin'
    You don't know What you been a-missin'

    Oh boy, when you're with me
    Oh boy, the world can see
    That you were meant for me
    All of my life I been a-waitin'
    Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'

    Oh boy, when you're with me
    Oh boy, the world can see
    That you were meant for me
    All of my life I been a-waitin'
    Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'

    Stars appear And the shadows are fallin'
    You can hear My heart callin'
    A little bit of lovin'
    Makes everything right
    And I'm gonna see My baby tonight

    All of my lovin' All of my kissin'
    You don't know What you been a-missin'

    Oh boy, when you're with me
    Oh boy, the world can see
    That you were meant for me
    All of my life I been a-waitin'
    Tonight there'll be no hasitatin'

    Dum dee dum dum, oh boy
    Dum dee dum dum, oh boy




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