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  • 31-03-1974
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    The Doctor
    Composer(s): Tom Johnston - Charlie Midnight - Eddie Schwartz
    Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers



    I'm a man who lives in the city
    I'm a man who lives in the street
    From F.L.A. to Frisco Bay
    And everywhere in between
    Coast to coast there's a question
    Everybody's always askin' me
    People want to know everywhere I go
    What can the answer be

    Music is the doctor
    Makes you feel like you want to
    Listen to the doctor
    Just like you ought to
    Music is the doctor of my soul

    Well it seems that when I travel
    And I'm out there on the road
    The freedom I need is the freedom I leave
    In my good time rock and roll

    There's a healing in those guitars
    And a spirit in the song
    No matter what condition your rhythm is in
    The message goes on and on

    Music is the doctor
    Makes you feel like you want to
    Listen to the doctor
    Just like you ought to
    Music is the doctor of my soul

    If you ever wonder
    How to shake your blues
    Just follow this prescription
    And get the cure for what's ailin' you

    Music is the doctor
    Makes you feel like you want to
    Listen to the doctor
    Just like you ought to
    Music is the doctor of my soul



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    Carry Me Home Composer(s): Chris Hillman - Steve Hill Performer(s): Chris Hillman



    It's late I can't sleep
    There's a voice calling me
    Here it comes again and I don't know why I know it
    Will she ever set me free
    Will she tell me something new and make me hear the night
    Make me belive again
    It'll be alright
    All the walls came tumbling down
    The sky opened up and took her in
    No time to gather no time to win
    No time to fall in love again
    Oh Carry me home let me live again
    I just can't let it go
    I can't get back to where I've been

    Mabye I'm crazy I'm showing all the signs
    It feels like I'm falling thru an old vintage mine
    I can't find the answers
    Blowing in the wind come on
    Carry me home let me love again
    I know she's not really here
    I hear her voice just the same
    She'd be right beside me if we lived in a perfect world
    And she'd whisper out my name
    She said carry me home let me love again
    I just can't let it go
    I can't get back to where I've been come on
    Carry me home let me love again
    I just can't let it go
    I can't get back to where I've been



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Fleur De Cactus
    English Title: Cactus Flower
    Composer(s): Jeannine Deckers
    Performer(s): Jeannine Deckers (aka Soeur Sourire)



    Fleur de Cactus, ma petite sœur
    Tu es choisie par le Seigneur
    Pour fleurir en Sa maison
    Tout au long des jours de ta vie
    Fleur de Cactus, ma petite sœur
    Tu es choisie par le Seigneur
    Pour chanter la gloire de son nom
    Sur les sentiers du Paradis

    Lorsque frère âne, certains soirs
    Te dit "J'en ai assez"
    Lorsque frère âne, certains soirs
    Te dit de déserter
    Souviens-toi...

    Et quand la folle du logis
    Te dit, c'est insensé
    Et quand la folle du logis
    Te dit de renoncer
    Souviens-toi...

    Si le soleil et le grand vent
    Te parlent de liberté
    Si le soleil et le grand vent
    Te disent de t'évader
    Souviens-toi ...




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    30-03-1974
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    The Other Side Of The Sun
    ((Dutch Version: De Andere Kant Van De Maan (Conny Vandenbos) - 1980))
    Composer(s): Albert Hammond - Janis Ian
    First release by: Janis Ian - 1979



    Leaving on a boat
    For beyond the other side of the ocean
    I’ll bet you in the morning
    You won’t even know I’m gone
    Tired of living here
    In the middle of a mixed emotion
    I might as well be living
    On the other side of the sun
    Leaving with the feeling
    I don’t know how I’m dealing
    With loving you
    Though once I knew
    The special way
    And what to do
    To make you stay
    Forever and ever
    Even as I’m leaving
    I’ll never stop believing
    You are the one
    Who can make me laugh
    And can bring me back
    From beyond the other side of the sun
    Rolling down the river
    I hope I can deliver the morning
    Wishing on a star
    For the sun to come out and play
    Funny, when it’s over
    You really don’t remember the warnings
    You might as well be living
    Out beyond the Milky Way
    (Forever and ever)
    Leaving with the feeling
    I don’t know how I’m dealing
    With loving you
    Though once I knew
    The special way
    And what to do
    To make you stay
    Forever and ever
    Even as I’m leaving
    I’ll never stop believing
    You are the one
    Who can make me laugh
    And can bring me back
    From beyond the other side of the sun
    Leaving with the feeling
    I don’t know how I’m dealing
    With loving you
    Though once I knew
    The special way
    And what to do
    To make you stay
    Forever and ever
    Even as I’m leaving
    I’ll never stop believing
    You are the one
    Who can make me laugh
    And can bring me back
    From beyond the other side of the sun
    From beyond the other side of the sun



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    Carry Me Back Composer(s): Harold Reid - Don Reid Performer(s): The Statler Brothers



    Carry me back, Lord, while I still got the time

    Is Jimmy through servin' his hitch with Uncle Sam?
    Do the kids still spend Saturday nights drivin' 'round Hamburger Dan's?
    Did Jackie ever make it to the streets of Hollywood?
    And Bobby, I'd love to see him again, & I would if I could

    Carry me back & make me feel at home
    Let me cling to those mem'ries that won't let me alone
    Where it was always summer and she was always mine
    Carry me back, Lord, while I still got the time

    Does the preacher still visit when sun or snow gets down?
    Do the stores still stay open on Friday nights downtown?
    Is JoAnn still as pretty as when she wore my high school ring?
    When you see her, tell her I said July 1959; she'll know what I mean

    Carry me back & make me feel at home
    Let me cling to those mem'ries that won't let me alone
    Where it was always summer and she was always mine
    Carry me back, Lord, while I still got the time

    Carry me back, Lord, while I still got the time



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    Flesh And Blood
    Composer(s): Johnny Cash
    Performer(s): Johnny Cash; Mary Chapin Carpenter;
    Concombre Zombi; Chris Knight



    Beside a singin' mountain stream
    Where the willow grew
    Where the silver leaf of maple
    Sparkled in the mornin' dew
    I braided twigs of willow
    Made a string of buckeye beads
    But flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need
    Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need

    I leaned against a bark of birch
    And I breathed the honey dew
    I saw a north-bound flock of geese
    Against a sky of baby blue
    Beside the lily pads
    I carved a whistle from a reed
    Mother Nature's quite a lady
    But you're the one I need
    But flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need

    A cardinal sang just for me
    And I thanked him for the song
    Then the sun went slowly down the west
    And I had to move along
    These were some of the things
    On which my mind and spirit feed
    But flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need
    Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need

    So when this day was ended
    I was still not satisfied
    For I knew everything I touched
    Would wither and would die
    And love is all that will remain
    And grow from all these seed
    Mother Nature's quite a lady
    But you're the one I need
    Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
    And you're the one I need




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    29-03-1974
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    The Dixie Brand
    Composer(s): Smiley Burnette
    Performer(s): Smiley Burnette



    Kids from six to sixty-six
    Sure can cut some fancy tricks
    With the Dixie brand!
    With the Dixie Brand!

    Oh, there ain’t too much to know
    All you got to do is blow
    With the Dixie Brand!
    With the Dixie Brand!

    My trombones and clarinets
    Come complete with sharps and flats
    If you buy my fiddle strings
    I’ll through in some extra cats
    And the weakest dollar down
    Be the gayest man in town
    With the Dixie Brand!
    With the Dixie Brand!

    There’s a song in every horn
    And you’ll never be forlorn
    With the Dixie brand!
    With the Dixie brand!

    Oh, choose the melody
    You can play it one, two, three
    With the Dixie brand!
    With the Dixie brand!

    Violins, sweet guitars that you can strum
    Buy a pair of drumsticks now
    And I’ll throw in a lovely drum!
    And for just a dollar down
    Be the gayest man in town
    With the Dixie brand!
    With the Dixie brand!



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    Carry Me Back
    Performer(s): Andy Summers



    Creep in through my window
    Dance upon the wall
    Come in here beside me
    Climb into my soul
    Take me to the water
    Down into the cool
    Everlasting memory
    Everlasting pool

    Aching in the darkness
    Burning in the sun
    Calling from the water
    This life has just begun
    Strength of blood and muscle
    Life of wood and bone
    Searching for a fire
    Searching for a home...
    Home...home...home...

    Crouching in the darkness
    Hiding in the stone
    Trembling in the darkness
    This man is not alone
    Hit me by the memory
    Hurt me to the bone
    Make my fists with starlight
    Carry me back home...
    Home...

    (Home)
    (Home) Ay...yah
    (Home) Ay...yah
    Ay...yah
    Ay...yah
    Ay...yah
    Ay...yah (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Ay...yah (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Ay...yah (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Ay...yah (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Hear them say ay-yah... (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Hear them say ay-yah... (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah)
    Hear them say ay-yah... (Ay-yah, ay-yah, we say "ay-yah", ay-yah) ...



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    Flea Brain
    Composer(s): Bob Center
    Performer(s): Gene Vincent;
    Danny Dean & the Homewreckers



    Flea brain, (flea brain) hop-hop-hop
    Flea brain, (flea brain) a-rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, she's got a hole in her head
    If she wasn't good lookin', she'd be better off dead

    There's a brand new lassie moved in down the block
    She's got a classy chassy and she knows how to rock
    Stacked just right from her head to her shoe
    She acts like somethin' that escaped from the zoo
    Flea brain, (flea brain) a-hop-hop-hop
    Flea brain, (flea brain) a-rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, she's got a hole in her head
    If she wasn't good lookin', she'd be better off dead (rock it now)

    Well I took her over to a soda fountain over on bo's
    She had an ice cream sundae and a hot cup of jo
    She leaned way back just to starighten up her hose
    Well the ice cream melted and the coffee froze
    Flea brain, (flea brain) rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, (flea brain) rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, got a hole in her head
    If she wasn't good lookin', she'd be better off dead (rock!)

    Well I took flea brain up to lover's hill
    I had it in my mind to get a, get a thrill
    Stuck to me like a chicken to the roof
    Thought that cat would never turn me loose
    Flea brain, (flea brain) hop-hop-hop
    Flea brain, (flea brain) a-rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, she's a real hep kid
    Flea brain knows more than I thought she did
    Flea brain, (flea brain) hop-hop-hop
    Flea brain, (flea brian) rock-rock-rock
    Flea brain, she's a real hep kid
    Flea brain knows more than I thought she did




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    28-03-1974
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    The Dipsy Doodle
    Composer(s): Larry Clinton
    Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey
    and multiple other artists



    The dipsy doodle is the thing to beware
    The dipsy doodle will get in your hair
    And if it gets you, it couldn't be worse
    The things you say will come out in reverse
    Like "You love I and me love you!"
    That's the way the dipsy doodle works
    You can't eat, you can't sleep
    You go crazy
    You're just a victim of the dipsy doodle
    And it's not your mind that's hazy
    It's your heart that's at fault - not your noodle
    You better listen and try to be good
    And try to do all the things that you should
    The dipsy doodle will get you some day
    And when it gets you the things you will say
    Like the moon jumped over the cow - hey diddle!
    That's the way the dipsy doodle works



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    Carry Me Composer(s): J.R. Robertson - Tim Gordine Performer(s): The Band



    Sometimes life can hit so hard
    It can knock you off your feet
    Leave you stranded by the side of the road
    Livin' on the street

    I've been down that path before
    From the bottom to the top
    I kept pushin' for something more
    And I didn't know how to stop

    Save me from the madness
    Save me from myself
    Save me from the sadness
    Of losing someone else

    Carry me carry me
    Carry me carry me
    Carry me home
    Carry me home

    When I'm down
    You lift me up
    When I'm out you reel me in
    You have come to change my blood
    Forgive me for my sins

    Carry me carry me
    Carry me carry me
    Carry me home
    Carry me home

    Save me from the darkness
    Save me from the hardness
    Carry me carry me
    Carry me home

    Just the other night
    I saw a haunted man
    He had a beautiful raincoat
    I felt a pain of terrific sadness for him
    Then I realized I was watching myself
    Six months down the road

    You know God
    Only gives you
    The things you sort out
    Never the big stuff
    That way he can make sure
    That you stick around until
    The end of the party

    Carry me carry me
    Carry me carry me
    Carry me home
    Carry me home

    Save me from the darkness
    Save me from the hardness

    Carry me carry me
    Carry me carry me
    Carry me home



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    F L B
    Composer(s): Léo Ferré
    Performer(s): Léo Ferré



    L'eau cette glace non posée
    Cet immeuble cette mouvance
    Cette procédure mouillée
    Nous fait prisonnier sa cadence
    Nous dit de rester dans le clan
    A mâchonner les reverdures
    Sous les neiges de ce printemps
    A faire au froid bonne mesure

    Cette matière nous parlant
    Ce silence troué de formes
    Et ces marins nous appelant
    Nos pas que le sable déforme
    Cette cruelle exhalaison
    Qui monte des nuits de l'enfance
    Quand on respire à reculons
    Une goulée de souvenance

    Vers le vertige des suspects
    Sous la question qui les hasarde
    Vers le monde des muselés
    De la bouche et des mains cafardes
    Nous prierons Dieu quand Dieu priera
    Et nous coucherons sa compagne
    Sur nos grabats d'où chantera
    La chanterelle de nos pagnes

    Mais Dieu ne fait pas le détail
    Il ne prête qu'à ses lumières
    Au renouvellement du bail
    Nous lui parlerons de son père
    Du fils de l'homme et du destin
    Quand nous descendrons sur la grève
    Et que dans la mer de satin
    Luiront les lèvres de nos rêves

    Nous irons sonner la Raison
    A la colle de prétentaine
    Réveille-toi pour la saison
    C'est la Folie qui se ramène
    A bientôt Raison à bientôt
    Ici quelquefois tu nous manques
    Si tu armais tous nos bateaux
    Nous serions ta Folie de planque

    On danse ce soir sur le quai
    Une rumba pas très cubaine
    Ça n'est plus Messieurs les Anglais
    Qui tirent leurs coups Capitaine!
    On a Jésus dans nos cirés
    Son tabernacle sous nos châles
    Pour quand s'en viendront se mouiller
    Vos torpilleurs sous nos bengales

    Et ces maisons gantées de vent
    Avec leur fichu de tempête
    Quand la vague leur ressemblant
    Met du champagne sur nos têtes
    Ces toits leurs tuiles et nous et toi
    Cette raison de nous survivre
    Entends le bruit qui vient d'en bas
    C'est la mer qui ferme son livre...




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    27-03-1974
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    The Diplomat
    Composer(s): Roger Bowling
    Performer(s): Johnny Cash



    He slowly raised the trembling hand
    Gently brushed the silver strand of hair from his wrinkled brow
    Lips that used to talk so free
    The eyes that used to beckon me were silent now
    He listens to a passin' train
    Gives into an old familiar pain, familiar pain

    They retired him twenty years ago gave him a watch made of gold and took his train

    His woman's name was Margaret
    He loved her but she went away and left his heart undone
    He called this train the Diplomat
    She's the only other lady that he ever loved

    Some forty years he made the steam
    From Memphis down to New Orleans but now he's off the line
    And the closest that he ever gets
    To Margaret or the Diplomat is in his mind

    He said take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home
    Can't you hear that whistle blowing they both know I've been alone for much too long
    Let's not keep 'em waitin' we'll talk about the good times later on
    Right now take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home

    They say he talks crazy when
    He sees the passin' train or when he hears Margaret's name
    But the only things he ever loved
    He lost before he loved enough, he's not to blame

    So who's to say he's right or wrong
    Reachin' out and hangin' on
    To dreams he can't let go
    He threw the watch of gold away but keeps tracks of memories where he belongs

    He said take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home
    Can't you hear that whistle blowing they both know I've been alone for much too long
    Let's not keep 'em waitin' we'll talk about the good times later on
    Right now take me to the station the Diplomat is bringing Margaret home

    They retired him twenty years ago gave him a watch made of gold
    And took daddy's train



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    Carrie-Ann Composer(s): Allan Clarke - Tony Hicks - Graham Nash First release by: The Hollies - 1967



    Hey, Carrie-Anne Hey, Carrie-Anne When we were at school, our games were simple I played a janitor, you played a monitor Then you played with older boys and prefects What's the attraction in what they're doing? Hey, Carrie-Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Hey, Carrie-Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? You were always something special to me quite independent, never caring You lost your charm as you were aging Where is your magic disappearing? You're so, so like a woman to me (so lke a woman to me) So, so like a woman to me (like a woman to me) People live and learn but you're still learning You use my mind and I'll be your teacher When the lesson's over, you'll be with me Then I'll hear the other people saying Carrie-Anne, Carrie-Anne, Carrie-Anne



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    Flashlight
    Composer(s): John Palumbo; Joey D'Amico;
    Jim Griffiths; Joe Macre; Rick Witkowski
    Performer(s): Crack The Sky



    She was a true loser
    And he was nothing more
    They met one another
    She showed him her x-rays
    He turned on his flashlight of love
    She showed him her x-rays
    He turned on his flashlight of love
    She loved reading Cosmo
    He liked to wax his van
    They moved in together
    She showed him her x-rays
    He turned on his flashlight of love
    She showed him her x-rays
    He turned on his flashlight of love

    She said it was over
    So he found something new
    They left one another
    She showing her x-rays
    He glowing his flashlight of love
    She showing her x-rays
    He glowing his flashlight of love
    She showing her x-rays
    He glowing his flashlight of love




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    26-03-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Diet Song
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    The Diet Song
    Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
    Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
    and multiple other artists



    Breakfast, black coffee, one slice of dry toast
    No butter, no jelly, no jam
    Lunch, just some lettuce, two celery stalks
    No booze, no potatoes, no ham
    Dinner, one chicken wing, broiled not fried
    No gravy, no biscuits, no pie
    And this dietin' dietin' dietin' dietin'
    Sure is a rough way to die

    So pass me a carrot stick, peel me a prune
    A glass of skim milk and that`s all
    Turn off the TV, that Big Mac commercial
    It's drivin` me right up the wall
    And I`m thinkin` of french fries, sausage and waffles
    Spaghetti and cookies and cake
    And each night I`m dreamin` of chocolate ice cream
    And I`m starvin` to death when I wake

    Supper, two pieces of cauliflower raw
    Some beefsteak the size of a nail
    One sliced tomato, a small dab of slaw
    I swear I ate better in jail
    Stop eatin' that pizza right under my nose
    Girl, that's the least you can do
    Put down that candy bar while I`m singin'
    I`m starvin' my buns off for you

    You`re fixin' the kids all those creamed mashed potatoes
    But it's bouillon and water for me
    Hey, you got a lock on the refrigerator
    Lord knows where you`re hidin' the key
    While I`m starvin' for food late at night
    I`m starvin' for lovin` from you
    But you say that when I can see my own dick
    You`ll be glad to look at it too

    So pass me a carrot stick, peel me a prune
    A glass of skim milk and that's all
    You and Jane Fonda and old Richard Simmons
    Are drivin` me right up the wall

    Now when I am dead with the insurance paid
    You`ll look down at me and you`ll grin
    You`ll say, "Well, the boy tried and he suffered and died
    But don`t he look good when he`s thin", oh my

    This dietin' dietin' dietin' dietin'
    Sure is a rough way to die



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Carrickfergus
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    Carrickfergus
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): The Dubliners



    I wish I was in Carrickfergus
    Only for nights in Ballygrand
    I would swim over the deepest ocean
    Only for nights in Ballygrand

    But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
    And neither have I the wings to fly
    I wish I had a handsome boatman
    To ferry me over, my love and I

    Now in Killenny it is reported
    On marble stones there as black as ink
    With gold and silver I would support her
    But I'll sing no more now till I get a drink

    'Cause I am drunk today and I'm seldom sober
    A handsome rover from town to town
    Ah but i'm sick now my days are numbered
    Come all you young men and lay me down



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Flash, Bang, Wallop!
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    Flash, Bang, Wallop!
    Composer(s): David Heneker
    Performer(s): Tommy Steele; Sammy Davis Jr.



    (Smile please, all smile. You too, Sir)
    (I am smiling)

    All lined up in a wedding group
    'Ere we are for a photograph
    We're all dressed up in a morning suit
    All trying hard not to laugh
    Since the early caveman in his fur
    Took a trip to Gretna Green
    There's always been a photographer
    To record the 'appy scene.....

    'Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture
    What a picture, what a photograph
    Poor old soul, blimey, what a joke
    Hat blown off in a cloud of smoke
    Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet
    Bangin' on the big bass drum
    What a picture, what a picture
    Um-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum
    Stick it in your fam'ly album

    (Thanks very much, one more picture. Hold it!)

    The same thing 'appened long ago
    When man was in his prime
    And what went on we only know
    From the snaps he took at the time
    When Adam and Eve in their birthday suit
    Decided to get wed
    As Adam was about to taste the fruit
    The man with the cam'ra said.....

    'Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture
    What a picture, what a photograph
    Poor old Eve, there with nothing on
    Face all red and 'er fig leaf gone
    Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet
    Bangin' on the big bass drum, W-e-e-a-ay!
    What a picture, what a picture
    Um-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum
    Stick it in your fam'ly album

    (Thanks very much. One more picture, hold it!)

    You've read it in a folio
    Or seen it in a Shakespeare play
    How Juliet fell for Romeo
    In the merry month of May
    And as 'e climbed the orchard wall
    To reach 'is lady fair
    As he tumbled, she began to bawl
    As he floated through the air.....

    'Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture
    What a picture, what a photograph
    Poor young chap, what a night 'e spent
    Tights all torn and 'is rapier bent
    Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet
    Bangin' on the big bass drum, W-e-e-a-ay!
    What a picture, what apicture
    Um-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum
    Stick it in your fam'ly album

    (One more picture, hold it!)

    King 'Enry the Eighth had several wives
    Including Anne Boleyn
    And he kept an album of their lives
    With all their photos in
    As Anne Boleyn was on her knees
    Dressed in her very best frock
    King 'Enry shouted, "Smile, Dear, please"
    As 'er 'ead rolled off the block.....

    'Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture
    What a picture, what a photograph
    Comes the print in a little while
    Lost 'er 'ead, but she kept 'er smile
    Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet, Ye-e-a-y!
    Bangin' on the big bass drum
    What a picture, what a picture
    Um-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum
    Stick it in your fam'ly album

    (Thank you very much. One more picture, hold it!)

    When Napoleon married Josephine
    There was just the same to-do
    He galloped home from the battle scene
    All the way from Waterloo
    And as he came from orf 'is 'orse
    To the boudoir where she sat
    She said to 'im, in French of course
    As he took of his big cocked 'at

    'Old it, flash, bang, wallop, what a picture
    What a picture, what a photograph
    There she was, with a big Hussar
    All caught up in 'er oh-la-la
    Clap 'ands, stamp yer feet, Ye-e-a-y!
    Bangin' on the big bass drum
    What a picture, what a picture
    Um-tiddly-um-pum-um-pum-pum
    Stick it in your fam'ly album

    Stick it in your fam'ly
    Stick it in your fam'ly
    In your fam'ly album!




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    25-03-1974
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. The Dick Van Dyke Show Theme Song
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    The Dick Van Dyke Show Theme Song
    Composer(s): Earle Hagen - Morey Amsterdam
    Performer(s): Dick Van Dyke



    So you think that you've got troubles?
    Well, trouble's a bubble
    So tell old Mr. Trouble to "Get lost!"

    Why not hold your head up high and
    Stop cryin', start tryin'
    And don't forget to keep your fingers crossed

    When you find the joy of livin'
    Is lovin' and givin'
    You'll be there when the winning dice are tossed

    A smile is just a frown that's turned upside down
    So smile, and that frown will defrost
    And don't forget to keep your fingers crossed!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Caribbean Amphibian
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    Caribbean Amphibian
    Composer(s): Mark Salzman
    Performer(s): Sesame Street



    I know a tropical island
    Where the mango moon and banana sun shine
    and on this tropical island
    there lives a cousin of mine

    Sometimes he lives in the water
    sometimes he lives on the land
    sometimes he likes to go sun himself
    on soft caribbean sand

    He's a caribbean amphibian
    He likes to hop in the tropical sea
    Caribbean amphibian
    a frog in a coconut tree

    The flying fish and the turtles
    they've seen him hop where the pineapple grows
    he likes to see all the islands
    so island hopping he goes

    Sometimes he hops to Jamaica
    sometimes to Haiti he hops
    sometimes a warm Peurto Rico beach
    is where he finally stops

    He's a caribbean amphibian
    He likes to hop in the tropical sea
    Caribbean amphibian
    a frog in a coconut tree

    Sometimes he lives in the water
    sometimes he lives on the land
    sometimes he likes to play music
    in an all amphibian band

    He's a caribbean amphibian
    He likes to hop in the tropical sea
    Caribbean amphibian
    a frog in a coconut tree



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