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  • 18-04-1977
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    There's A Forest
    Composer(s): Jack Bruce - Pete Brown
    Performer(s): Jack Bruce



    There's a forest no one uses
    Where the wrecks are growing flowers
    O the trees they are all colours
    Bright scarves they wear

    There's a sky that is expected
    Where the birds are flying still
    O the clouds they are all colours
    Bright rains they wear



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    Cool Yule
    Performer(s): Louis Armstrong



    From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip
    Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
    Tonight, while the moon is bright

    He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
    To give the groanies of the boys and girls
    So dig, Santa comes on big

    He'll come a callin' when the snows the most
    When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast
    And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
    Takes a lick on the peppernint stick

    He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
    And fill the stocking by the fire place
    So you'll, have a yule that's cool

    Yeah, from Coney Island to The Sunset Strip
    Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
    Tonight, while the moon is bright

    He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
    To give the groanies of the boys and girls
    So dig, Santa comes on big

    He'll come a callin' when the snows the most
    When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast
    And you gonna flip when the Old Saint Nick
    Takes a lick on the peppermint stick

    He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
    And fill the stocking by the fire place
    So you'll, have a yule that's cool

    Have a yule that's cool
    Yeah, cool yule



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rumbo Perdido
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    Rumbo Perdido
    Composer(s): Mario Alvarez
    Performer(s): Javier Solis;
    and various other artists



    Sé que te vas con un rumbo perdido
    ave fugaz que abandonas el nido
    ya no tendrás el calor de mis besos
    nunca podrás encontrar un cariño mejor

    Algo quizá te hablará de un olvido
    y has de querer retornar a mi nido
    Ya no podrás encontrar un recuerdo
    no, porque mi amor como tú ya su rumbo perdió

    Sé que te vas con un rumbo perdido
    ave fugaz que abandonas el nido
    ya no tendrás el calor de mis besos
    nunca podrás encontrar un cariño mejor

    Algo quizá te hablará de un olvido
    y has de querer retornar a mi nido
    Ya no podrás encontrar un recuerdo
    no, porque mi amor como tú ya su rumbo perdió




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    17-04-1977
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    There's A Fly On My Music
    Composer(s): Lew Brown - Sammy Fain - Ralph Freed
    Performer(s): Spike Jones & his City Slickers



    Larry Keating:
    Del, old boy, what's the matter?
    Well listen, you know, I gave you a marvellous introduction
    I built you up as a virtuoso
    This is really very embarrassing, Del

    Del Porter:
    Pardon me, Mr. Keating
    For playing' away off key
    I've sounded sour for over an hour
    But don't put the blame on me

    `Cos, there's a fly on my music
    Looks just like a note
    He's in my way an' I can't play
    The song the feller wrote

    Oh, swat, boys, swat boys swat
    Swat boys, swat `im boys, swat

    There's a fly on my music
    Got me playin' flat
    He moves around and makes me sound
    Like Mrs. Murphy's cat

    Oh shoo fly
    Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo fly
    Shoo fly, shoo fly, shoo

    Buzz, buzz, here he is
    Buzz, buzz, buzz, there he is
    Here he is, there he is
    Now I don't know where he is

    There he goes from my music
    What a break for me
    But start to smack he's comin' back
    With his whole darn family

    Oh swat boys, swat `im boys, swat
    Swat boys, swat boys swat

    Shoo fly, there he is
    Buzz, buzz, buzz there he is
    Here he is, there he is
    Now I don't know where he is

    There he goes from my music
    What a break for me
    But start to smack, he's comin' back
    With his whole darn family

    Oh, swat boys, swat `im boys, swat
    Swat boys, oh swat boys, swat



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cool Water

    Cool Water
    Composer(s): Bob Nolan
    Performer(s): Dude Martin - 1936
    Covered by multiple other artists



    All day I've faced the barren waste
    Without the taste of water, cool water
    Old Dan and I with throats burned dry
    And souls that cry for water, cool, clear water

    Keep a-movin', Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan
    He's a devil not a man
    And he spreads the burning sand with water
    Dan can you see that big green tree
    Where the water's runnin' free
    And it's waiting there for you and me

    The nights are cool and I'm a fool
    Each star's a pool of water, cool water
    But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn
    And carry on to water, cool, clear, water

    The shadows sway and seem to say
    Tonight we pray for water, cool, water
    And way up there He'll hear our prayer
    And show us where there's water, cool, clear, water

    Dan's feet are sore he's yearning for
    Just one thing more than water, cool, water
    Like me I guess he'd like to rest
    Where there's no quest for water, cool, clear, water



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Rum Tum Tum
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    Rum Tum Tum
    Composer(s): Lionel Bart
    Performer(s): Jonathan Pryce



    Fagin (spoken):
    Just do everything you see Dodger and Charlie do
    Make 'em your models, my dear
    especially Dodger -- He's going to be right little...
    Bill Sikes! Tell me my dear, you see my hankerchief?
    See if you can take it from me without my noticing
    like you saw the others do

    Rum-tum-tum
    Rum-tum-tum
    Pom-pom-pom
    Pom-pom-pom
    Skiddle-eye-tye
    Tee-rye-tye-tye
    Tee-ruppa-tuppa-ruppa-tum-tum
    You've got to pick a pocket or two!
    You've got to pick a pocket or two!




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    16-04-1977
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    There's A Fellow Waiting In Poughkeepsie
    Composer(s): Harold Arlen - Johnny Mercer
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby & The Andrews Sisters



    There's a feller waitin' in Ploughkeepsie
    And he's just as sweet as sweet can be
    He hasn't even been tipsy
    Since I left him and took to the sea
    There's another waitin' in Pomona
    With the cutest dimple in his chin
    And there's a guy in Daytona
    Who just waits for my ship to come in
    I miss `em, honour bright
    I write `em every night
    But if you held my hand
    I suppose they would all understand
    Oh, you mustn't think I'm just a gypsy
    But I really ought to set you right
    There's a feller waitin' in Ploughkeepsie
    But I'm strictly on my own tonight

    (Bing)
    There's a wave who's waitin' in Biloxi
    Says she's gonna marry me or bust
    We're bein' married by proxy
    When I find me a wolf I can trust
    There's a spar who's waiting in Waukegan
    Who is really different from the rest
    I think her last name is Reagan
    That's the name that's tattooed on my chest
    A whack in Hackensack
    A walk from Pontiac
    I got `em here and there
    What the heck, chicks are chicks anywhere
    Some of them are kinda bobby-soxsy
    But it might be quite a lengthy fight
    There's a wave who's waitin in Biloxi
    But I'm strictly on my own tonight

    (All)
    There's a sweetheart in Ploughkeepsie

    (A.S.)
    Just as sweet as sweet can be, you see

    (All)
    He hasn't even been tipsy
    Since I left him and took to the sea
    Oh, you mustn't think we're gypsies

    (A.S.)
    But we really ought to set you right

    (Bing)
    Well tell it tonight

    (All)
    There's a feller and a girl witin' in Ploughkeepsie

    (A.S.)
    But I'm strictly on my own

    (Bing)
    Yes I'm strictly on my own

    (All)
    Oh we're strictly on our own tonight



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    Cool Touch
    Composer(s): Alan Tarney; Leo Sayer
    Performer(s): Leo Sayer



    Hanging out with the night-time clientele
    Place your ladder for the social climb
    Same old routine that you know so well
    Another opening and another line
    It’s the cool touch
    Yeah, the cool touch

    Call your lover on the mobile phone
    C’mon over we’ll have some fun
    Leave a message sayin’ there’s no one home
    I guess the good times just begun
    It’s the cool touch
    Yeah, the cool touch

    Cool touch, too much, it’s too much
    Too much, cool touch, or not enough
    Cool touch, too much, too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough
    Take me take me to the sky above
    Fool me, fool me with your words of love
    Cool touch, too much

    Now she’s reclining in the back of the sports car
    Champagne and glasses, he slips right in
    No passing stranger could’ve torn them two apart
    Some games you play and you just can’t help but win
    The cool touch
    Yeah, the cool touch

    Cool touch, too much, it’s too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough
    Cool touch, too much, too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough
    Take me take me to the sky above
    Fool me fool me with these words of love
    Cool touch, too much

    A wind is blowing through this get rich town
    She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
    He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
    Feeling strangely out of place
    Cool touch, too much, it’s too much
    Too much, cool touch, maybe not enough
    Cool touch, too much, too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough

    Bring me bring me someone I can trust
    All this glitter’s just a bag of dust
    Cool touch, too much, it’s too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough
    I had enough of this cool touch
    Kids stuff, but I can’t get enough
    Cool touch, too much, too much
    Too much, cool touch, it’s not enough



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    Rum And Coca-Cola
    Composer(s): Morey Amsterdam;
    Jeri Sullavan; Paul Baron
    Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters



    If you ever go down Trinidad
    They make you feel so very glad
    Calypso sing and make up rhyme
    Guarantee you one real good fine time

    Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
    Go down Point Koomahnah
    Both mother and daughter
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar

    Oh, beat it man, beat it

    Since the Yankee come to Trinidad
    They got the young girls all goin' mad
    Young girls say they treat 'em nice
    Make Trinidad like paradise

    Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
    Go down Point Koomahnah
    Both mother and daughter
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar

    Oh, you vex me, you vex me

    From Chicachicaree to Mona's Isle
    Native girls all dance and smile
    Help soldier celebrate his leave
    Make every day like New Year's Eve

    Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
    Go down Point Koomahnah
    Both mother and daughter
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar

    It's a fact, man, it's a fact

    In old Trinidad, I also fear
    The situation is mighty queer
    Like the Yankee girl, the native swoon
    When she hear der Bingo croon

    Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
    Go down Point Koomahnah
    Both mother and daughter
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar

    Out on Manzanella Beach
    G.I. romance with native peach
    All night long, make tropic love
    Next day, sit in hot sun and cool off

    Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
    Go down Point Koomahnah
    Both mother and daughter
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar

    It's a fact, man, it's a fact

    Rum and Coca-Cola
    Rum and Coca-Cola
    Workin' for the Yankee dollar




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    15-04-1977
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    There's A Coach Comin' In
    Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
    Performer(s): Harve Presnell



    There's a coach comin' in!
    There's a coach comin' in!
    Comin in!
    Comin in!
    Comin in!
    Comin in!
    Comin in!

    There's a coach comin' in
    If you listen you can hear
    A clip, up and over the hill
    And the sound that you hear
    Is as good to your ear
    As the call of a wild whippoorwill

    There's a coach comin' in
    You can feel it gettin' near
    All at once, and it bursts into veiw
    And it looks to your eye
    Like it fell from the sky
    Like a coach full of dreams come true

    For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight
    And it's carryin' lips that are wine (kiss sound)
    And it's comin' with arms that are pillows
    And this evening it all will be mine

    There's a coach comin' in
    Can you smell it like a steer?
    Yet the soap tub remains far away
    From the socks from your feet
    From the socks from your feet
    Rake your hair till it's neat
    Rake your hair till it's neat
    There's a coach comin' in
    There's a coach comin' in today!

    There's a coach comin' in
    Hurry! Hurry! Do ya hear?
    With a cargo of joy from Paree
    Drop the tables and chairs
    Get them beds up the stairs
    And be sure every lock has a key

    For it's coming with girls who buy perfume
    Who wear powder and rouge from Paree
    Who will have to go somewhere to get them
    And that somewhere to go, will be me

    There's a coach comin' in
    And it's flyin' like a deer
    Thank the Lord, there's relief on the way
    Packed with all of your hearts
    Packed with all of your hearts
    More than half dozen tarts
    More than half dozen tarts
    There's a coach comin' in
    There's a coach comin in today!

    There's a coach comin' in
    If you listen you can hear it
    A clip, up and over the hill
    And the sound that you hear
    Is as good
    As the call of the wild whippoorwill

    For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight
    And it's carryin' lips that are wine
    It's comin' with arms that are pillows
    And this evening it all will be mine

    There's a coach comin' in
    If you listen you can hear it
    A clip, up and over the hill
    And the sound that you hear
    Is as good to your ear
    As the call of the wild whippoorwill

    There's a coach comin' in
    You can feel it gettin' near
    All at once, and it bursts into veiw
    And it looks to your eye
    Like it fell from the sky
    Like a coach full of dreams come true

    For it's bringin' me eyes that are moonlight
    And it's carryin' lips that are wine
    And it's comin' with arms that are pillows
    And this evening it all will be mine

    There's a coach comin' in
    Now it's flyin' in the clear
    And the sun almost closes the day
    Now there ain't pots of gold
    Now they're all livin' gold
    There's a coach comin' in
    There's a coach comin' in
    And it's here!



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    Cool The Engines
    Composer(s): Brad Delp; Tom Scholz; Fran Sheehan
    Performer(s): Boston



    Now I like takin' off
    Don't like burnin' out
    Every time you turn it on
    Makes me want to shout
    We keep getting hotter
    Movin' way too fast
    If we don't slow this fire down
    We're not gonna last

    Cool the engines
    Red line's gettin' near
    Cool the engines
    Better take it out of gear

    I'm no fool
    I'm gonna keep it cool
    and take it day by day
    We won't know where we might go
    'Till we take it all the way

    Take me for a ride
    Take me all the way
    Take me where I've never been
    Someplace I can stay
    Don't get yourself too hot
    Don't get yourself too high
    If we don't take it easy now
    We can kiss it all goodbye

    Cool the engines
    Slow this rocket down
    Cool the engines
    Why don't ya take a look around

    I'm no fool, gonna keep it cool
    Take it day by day
    We won't know where we might go
    'Till we take it all the way

    Cool the engines
    Cool the engines
    Goin' over the line
    Goin' off the dial
    Runnin' out of time
    And it's gettin' wild

    Got flashin' lights
    Goin' 'round and 'round
    Until we get it right
    Better cool it down
    Better cool it down

    Cool the engines

    And now we're on our way
    No need to hurry just to get from day to day
    And I, oooh, I know
    We don't have to run that hard to get where we can go

    Cool the engines

    Cool the engines down

    Cool the engines

    Cool the engines down



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    Ruleta
    Composer(s): Luis Arcaraz; Ernesto Cortázar
    Performer(s): Javier Solis;
    and various other artists



    En la casa de juego de la vida
    en la loca ruleta del amo
    una noche sin ver lo que exponía
    contra el tuyo jugué mi corazón

    Giró la rueda con sus días rojos
    encendidos de fuego y de pasión
    Giró la rueda con sus días negros
    amargados de cruel desilusión

    Yo creí que ganar era muy fácil
    y aposté sin pensar que eras mujer
    Como el cristal mi suerte fue tan frágil
    que un cambio de tu amor me hizo perder

    No me quejo son cosas de la vida
    si en la loca ruleta del amor
    mi corazón jugué en una partida
    y un golpe del azar se lo llevó

    Quise todo jugar al trece negro
    cabalístico, número fatal
    yo poniendo tu suerte con la mía
    tu cariño jugué para mi mal

    Rodó la bola con carrera loca
    y rodando otro número marcó
    Rodó la vida y perdí tu boca
    que otros labios ajenos me ganó

    Yo creí que ganar era muy fácil
    y aposté sin pensar que eras mujer
    Como el cristal mi suerte fue tan frágil
    que un cambio de tu amor me hizo perder




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    14-04-1977
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    There's A Cabin In The Pines
    Composer(s): Billy Hill
    Performer(s): Ray Noble & His Orch.
    and multiple other artists



    There’s a cabin in the pines, hidden in the wild wood
    Wrapped in honeysuckle vines
    Where a mellow moon is always shining
    Shining on my cabin in the pines

    There’s a sweetheart in the pines writing me a letter
    I can read between the lines
    I can see she longs for my returning
    To my little cabin in the pines

    Whispering breeze, whisper to my love
    Tell her I’ll come back some day
    Say that I’m blue, broken hearted too
    Sorry that I went away

    There’s a cabin in the pines meant to be a love nest
    Down among the Carolines
    Is it any wonder I’m so lonely
    Longing for my cabin in the pines



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cool Papa Cool
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    Cool Papa Cool
    Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
    Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



    Cool papa cool
    C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule
    Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi
    Cool papa cool
    On n'est pas fait du même moule
    Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule
    On ne choisit pas
    Ta fortune éclate
    Tes prêtres se battent
    Juste en bas de chez toi
    Ta fille se shoote
    Ton fils fait la route
    Et ta maîtresse reçoit
    Y a tes héros qui sautent
    Y a des mendiants qui votent
    Y a ta femme qui boit
    Y a plus de cathédrales
    Y a des stars en sandales
    Et personne les croît

    Cool papa cool
    C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule
    Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi
    Cool papa cool
    On n'est pas fait du même moule
    Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule
    On ne choisit pas
    Tous les traîtres t'embrassent
    Ton pavillon de chasse
    Est plein de juges hors la loi
    Y a les huissiers qui sonnent
    Y a dieu au téléphone
    T'as du sang sur les doigts
    Le temps te bouscule
    Ton image brûle
    Mais ne t'en fais pas
    Faut que tu comprennes
    Que dans dix ans à peine
    C'est peut-être à moi qu'on dira...

    Cool papa cool
    C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule
    Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi
    Cool papa cool
    On n'est pas fait du même moule
    Toi, t'es rocher, moi pierre qui roule
    On ne choisit pas
    Cool papa cool
    C'est pas parce que ton rêve s'écroule
    Qu'il faut que tu tires dans la foule autour de toi
    Cool papa cool



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rules Of The Game
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    Rules Of The Game
    Composer(s): Billy Sherrill
    Performer(s): Billy Sherrill



    The first time, the first time you made me blue
    I should have stayed away, stayed away from you
    But I just didn't know the rules of the game

    And many times like the time before
    You know you made me cry but I came back for more
    Still I didn't know the rules of the game

    Now I know somebody, someone's gonna make you blue
    And you're gonna need someone to tell your trouble to
    But there'll be one you know who'll always come to you
    Guess I'll never know the rules of the game




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    13-04-1977
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    There's A Boy Coming Home On Leave
    Composer(s): Jimmy Kennedy
    Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen
    and multiple other artists



    There's a boy coming home on leave
    There's a girl wants him home on leave
    She'll meet him right at the station
    And will she tell all the Nation

    There's a boy coming home on leave
    And his heart will be on his sleeve
    They'll have a grand celebration
    When he comes home on leave

    And as they meet, he'll tell her how he's missed her
    That's after he's kissed her
    And then they'll talk about that wedding morning
    They'll plan a honeymoon, the Army can't wait till June

    There's a boy coming home on leave
    He'll enjoy coming home on leave
    They'll make it ten days of heaven
    When he comes home on leave

    Allen: Bud, isn't it wonderful coming home on leave?

    Flanagan: Yes, Ches, we'll soon be in Victoria Station
    What's the first thing you gotta do when you get in?
    As soon as you see the Missus, what're you gonna do?

    Allen: The first thing, Bud, I'm gonna kiss the Wife

    Flanagan: Are ya? And the second thing?

    Allen: Well, take me pack off
    What about you, Bud?

    Flanagan: Well, I'm goin' straigt in to the Missus and I'm gonna say
    "There's something I want!", send the kids to the pictures
    And when the kids are gone to the pictures, you know what I'm gonna ask her?

    Allen: No, Bud

    Flanagan: How ya been gettin' on for bacon?

    Both: Ha-ha-ha-ha

    And as they meet, he'll tell her how he's missed her
    That's after he's kissed her
    And then they'll talk about that wedding morning
    They'll plan a honeymoon the Army ????? in June

    There's a boy coming home on leave
    He'll enjoy coming home on leave
    They'll make it ten days of heaven
    When he comes home on leave



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Cool Night
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    Cool Night
    Composer(s): Paul Davis
    Performer(s): Paul Davis



    I sometimes wonder why
    All the flowers have to die
    I dream about you
    And now -- Summer's come and gone
    And the nights they seem so long
    Come on over tonight
    Come on over

    It's gonna be a cool night
    Just let me hold you by the firelight
    If it don't feel right you can go

    Oh-- when the cool night brings back memories
    Of a good life when this love was not so old

    Oh-- I won't talk about the past
    How love's supposed to last forever
    And you -- Don't have to take a stand
    Lay out any plans
    Come on over tonight
    Come on over

    It's gonna be a cool night
    Just let me hold you by the firelight
    If it don't feel right you can go

    It's gonna be a cool night
    Just let me hold you by the firelight
    If it don't feel right you can go ...



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Rule Britannia

    Rule Britannia
    (Traditiona)



    When Britain first, at Heaven's command
    Arose from out the azure main
    Arose from, arose from out the azure main
    This was the charter, the charter of the Land
    And Guardian Angels sang this strain

    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves

    The nations, not so blest as thee
    Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall
    Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall
    While thou shalt flourish great and free
    The dread and envy of them all

    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves

    Still more majestic shalt thou rise
    More dreadful from each foreign stroke
    More dreadful, dreadful from each foreign stroke
    As the loud blast, the blast that tears the skies
    Serves but to root the native oak

    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves

    Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame
    All their attempts to bend thee down
    All their, all their attempts to bend thee down
    Will but arouse; arouse thy gen'rous flame
    But work their woe and their renown

    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves

    The Muses still with Freedom found
    Shall to thy happy coast repair
    Shall to thy happy, happy coast repair
    Blest isle with matchless, with matchless beauty crown'd
    And manly hearts to guard the fair

    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves
    Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the waves!
    Britons never, ever, ever shall be slaves




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    12-04-1977
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    There'll Come A Time
    Composer(s): Eugene Record - Floyd Smith
    First release by: Betty Everett
    and multiple other artists



    There'll come a time in every girl's life
    She'll have to cry
    There'll come a time when the heart
    Won't take no more
    She'll have to cry, cry, cry, cry
    Baby sometimes you see the rich have to cry
    The poor have to cry
    You got to cry
    And I got to cry sometimes
    I'll say it again
    Rich have to cry
    The poor have to cry
    You got to cry
    I got to cry, oh yeah

    Oh love, oh love, oh love
    Why you wanna go
    Away and leave me here to cry
    When you know I would miss you
    But oh baby, if you'd please
    Please come back to me
    I apologize, if I ever made you cry
    You see the rich have to cry
    Poor have to cry
    You get to cry
    And I got to cry



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cool Love
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    Cool Love Composer(s): Vicki Countryman - Wanda Jackson Performer(s): Wanda Jackson; Kim Lenz



    You've been playin' it cool
    I've been playin' a fool
    (ooh wah)
    Now don't you give me that cool love (give me that cool love)
    Give me the kind I need (the kind I need)
    Let's start gettin' with it, baby
    You're actin' like a square to me (baby!)
    Well, love's gotta be warm
    And love's gotta be right
    And this ain't no ice cube that you're with tonight
    So don't you dish me out the cool love (give me that cool love)
    It don't move me at all (move me at all)
    And if you'd live it up, baby
    Man, we'd really have a ball (baby!)
    You've been playin' it cool
    I've been playin' a fool
    (ooh wah)
    Now don't you give me that cool love (give me that cool love)
    Give me the kind I need (the kind I need)
    Let's start gettin' with it, baby
    You're actin' like a square to me (baby!)
    Now the clock is strikin' one
    And we ain't had no fun
    Just throw your arms around me
    And the night has just begun
    Now that's a little more like it (a little more like it)
    Now you're doing all right (doing all right)
    And if you keep it up, baby
    I'll see you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night)
    See you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night)
    See you tomorrow night (see you tomorrow night)
    See ya!
    (Yeah)



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