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  • 05-12-1977
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    Those Oldies But Goodies (Remind Me Of You)
    Composer(s): Paul Politti - Nick Curinga
    Performer(s): Little Caesar & The Romans; Nino & the Ebb Tides



    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    I always remember the first night we met
    The songs they were playing I never will forget

    I always will treasure them so close to my heart
    They always will haunt me although we're apart
    Each time that I hear them a tear's bound to fall
    For I love those memories that I, I-I recall

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
    (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)

    "Yes, dear, they are playin' our songs
    And they will always remain our songs
    And each time you hear them, I hope you, too, will cherish the wonderful memories that our love once knew
    For these songs are just a symbol of the love that I had for you"

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
    The songs of the past bring back memories of you
    Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?

    Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
    (Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)



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    Crumbling Land
    Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
    Performer(s): Pink Floyd



    In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
    in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
    wheeling, soaring, gliding high

    On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
    shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
    wining, dining, shining king

    Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
    drinking in the clear blue well
    back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
    but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line

    Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
    in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
    screaming, dealing, movie man

    Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
    close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
    gliding high into the sky

    By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
    upon the finger of the king
    on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
    then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun



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    Crumbling Land
    Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
    Performer(s): Pink Floyd



    In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
    in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
    wheeling, soaring, gliding high

    On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
    shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
    wining, dining, shining king

    Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
    drinking in the clear blue well
    back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
    but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line

    Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
    in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
    screaming, dealing, movie man

    Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
    close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
    gliding high into the sky

    By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
    upon the finger of the king
    on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
    then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Je Bois À Sa Santé
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    Je Bois À Sa Santé
    Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



    Eh! Barman
    S'il vous plait!
    Il est tard
    Oui, je le sais
    Et elle ne viendra pas
    Mais tant pis
    Je bois à sa santé

    Les filles, je le sais trop
    C'est comme les métros
    Une autre passera dans ma vie
    Je bois à sa santé

    Hé, mais soudain
    Oui, la voilà
    Non, je ne rêve pas
    Mais pourquoi sont-elles trois
    Bah, tant pis!
    Je bois à leur santé




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    04-12-1977
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    Those Magic Changes
    Composer(s): Warren Casey - Jim Jacobs
    First release by: Sha-Na-Na - 1978
    Covered by multiple other artists



    What's that playing on the radio?
    Why do I start swaying to and fro?
    I have never heard that song before
    But if I don't hear it anymore

    Still familiar to me sends a thrill right to me
    Plus those chords remind me of the night that I first fell in love to
    Those magic changes
    My heart arranges
    A melody that's never the same
    A melody thats calling your name
    And betcha please come back to me
    Please return to me
    Don't go away again or make them play again
    The music I want to hear at once again
    You whisper in my ear oh my darling

    I'll be waiting by the radio
    You'll come back to me some day I know
    Been so long since our last goodbye
    But I'm singing as I cry

    While the bass is sounding while the drums are punding
    Beating of my broken heart will rise to first place in the charts
    Oh my heart arranges
    Oh those magic changes



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Crumblin' Down
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    Crumblin' Down
    Composer(s): G.C. Green - John Mellencamp Performer(s): John Mellencamp



    Some people ain't no damn good You can't trust 'em You can't love em No good deed goes unpunished And I don't mind being their whipping boy I've had that pleasure For years and years No, no I never was a sinner Tell me what else can I do Second best is what you get 'Til you learn to bend the rules Time respects no person And when you lift up must fall They're waiting outside To claim my crumblin' walls Saw my picture in the paper Read the news around my face And now some people Don't want to treat me the same When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy That I'm uneducated And my opinipn means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder To see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems Ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble You've been having for years Don't confuse the problem With the issue, girl It's perfectly clear Just a human desire To have you come near Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me You can break me But you better stand clear When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' Down When the walls Come (tumblin' down) When the walls Come (rumblin', rumblin') When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin', tumblin' Down Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me You can break me But you better stand clear When the walls Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin' down When the walls (When the walls) Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' When the walls (When the walls) Come tumblin' down When the walls Come crumblin', crumblin' When the walls Come tumblin', tumblin' Crumblin', tumblin' Down



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    Je Bois English & Italian Titles: I Drink; Io Bevo Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    Je bois pour oublier mes années d'infortune
    Et cette vie commune
    Avec toi mais si seul
    Je bois pour me donner l'illusion que j'existe
    Puisque trop égoïste
    Pour me péter la gueule

    Et je lève mon verre à nos cœurs en faillite
    Nos illusions détruites
    A ma fuite en avant
    Et je trinque à l'enfer qui dans mon foie s'impose
    En bouquet de cirrhose
    Que j'arrose en buvant

    Je bois au jour le jour à tes fautes, à mes fautes
    Au temps que côte à côte
    Il nous faut vivre encore
    Je bois à nos amours ambigus, diaboliques
    Souvent tragi-comiques
    Nos silences de mort

    A nos unions ratées, mesquines et pitoyables
    A ton corps insatiable
    Roulant de lit en lit
    A ce serment, prêté la main sur l'Évangile
    A ton ventre stérile
    Qui n'eut jamais de fruit

    Je bois pour échapper à ma vie insipide
    Je bois jusqu'au suicide
    Le dégoût la torpeur
    Je bois pour m'enivrer et vomir mes principes
    Libérant de mes tripes
    Ce que j'ai sur le cœur

    Au bonheur avorté, à moi, à mes complexes
    A toi, tout feu, tout sexe
    A tes nombreux amants
    A ma peau boursouflée, striée de couperose
    Et à la ménopause
    Qui te guette au tournant

    Je bois au lois bénies de la vie conjugale
    Qui de peur de scandale
    Poussent à faire semblant
    Je bois jusqu'à la lie aux étreintes sommaires
    Aux putes exemplaires
    Aux froids accouplements

    Au meilleur de la vie qui par lambeaux nous quitte
    A cette cellulite
    Dont ton corps se dépare
    Au devoir accompli comme deux automates
    Aux ennuis de prostate
    Que j'aurais tôt ou tard

    Je bois à en crever et peu à peu j'en crève
    Comme ont crevé mes rêves
    Quand l'amour m'a trahi
    Je bois à m'en damner le foie comme une éponge
    Car le mal qui me ronge
    Est le mal de l'oubli

    Je m'enivre surtout pour mieux noyer ma peine
    Et conjurer la haine
    Dont nous sommes la proie
    Et le bois comme un trou qu'est en tout point semblable
    A celui que le diable
    Te fait creuser pour moi

    Je bois mon Dieu, je bois
    Un peu par habitude
    Beaucoup de solitude
    Et pour t'oublier toi
    Et pour t'emmerder toi
    Je bois, je bois



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    03-12-1977
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    Those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer
    Performer(s): Nat King Cole



    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

    Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
    Then lock the house up, now you're set
    And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis
    As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    You'll wish that summer could always be here

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

    Don't hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in
    Or some romantic moon it seems
    Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin'
    You'll see more kissin' in the cars than on the screen

    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
    Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
    You'll wish that summer could always be here

    You'll wish that summer could always be here
    You'll wish that summer could always be here



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cruising Down The River
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    Cruising Down The River
    Composer(s): Eily Beadell - Nell Tollerton Performer(s): Russ Morgan and multiple other artists



    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon
    With one you love, the sun above
    Waiting for the moon

    The old accordian playing
    A sentimental tune
    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon

    The birds above, all sing of love
    A gentle sweet refrain
    The winds around, all make a sound
    Like softly falling rain ...

    Just two of us together
    We'll plan our honeymoon
    Cruising down the river
    On a Sunday afternoon



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Je Blijft Me Lief
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    Je Blijft Me Lief
    Performer(s): Conny Vandenbos



    Refrein:
    Je blijft me lief men leven lang
    Ik laat je vrij, wees maar niet bang
    Ik laat je gaan je bent vrij man
    Maar komt terug,… zo nu en dan

    Ik weet het wel, jij wilt geen al te vaste band
    Jij houdt de liefde in de hand
    Ik weet het wel jij leeft van dag tot dag, tot dag
    Je gaat niet zomaar over stag

    Refrein:

    Ik weet het wel, jij vind dat ik weer spoken zie
    Als ik je vraag waar of je was en met wie
    Ik weet het wel, ik zie het niet zo erg reëel
    Misschien wil ik, wel, veel te veel

    refrein

    Ik weet het wel, je bent me lang niet altijd trouw
    En toch hou ik alleen van jouw
    Ik weet het wel, je hebt het mij al vaak gezegd
    Je bent toch erg, aan, mij, gehecht

    Refrein:

    Je blijft me lief men leven lang
    Ik laat je gaan, wees maar niet bang
    Ik laat je gaan op jouw advies
    Dan ben ik bang ... dat ik je zo verlies




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    02-12-1977
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    Those Days Are Over
    Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling - Edward P. Moran - Harry Von Tilzer



    Let's take a look in memry's book back to the days of yore
    Back to the school old swimmin' pool wel'll just be kids once more
    Let's wander back where we used to sit and dram
    Down by the old mill stream

    Let's climb the hill down by the mill pile on the old bob sled
    Coasting we'll go roll in the snow until our cheeks grow red
    Oh for the days of the olden golden pas
    They were too good to last

    Where are the days of long ago?
    Those days are over those days are over all over
    Where is the barefoot bashful beau? the one who wrote "I love you so"
    Oh! Sweet childhood days so dear to you and me
    Sweet wildwood ways are just a memory
    Gee! but it makes me sad some how
    Those days are over over now



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cruisin' (Smokey Robinson)
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    Cruisin'
    Composer(s): Smokey Robinson - Marvin Tarplin First release by: Smokey Robinson - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists



    Baby let's cruise, away from here
    Don't be confused, the way is clear
    And if you want it you got it forever
    This is not a one night stand, baby, yeah so

    Let the music take your mind, ooh
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly away
    Glad you're goin' my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for love
    I love it when we're cruisin' together

    Baby tonight belongs to us
    Everything's right, do what you must
    And inch by inch we get closer and closer
    To every little part of each other ooh baby, yeah So

    Let the music take your mind
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly away
    Glad you're going my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for love
    I love it when we're cruisin' together

    Cruise with me baby
    Cruise

    Baby let's cruise
    Let's flow, let's glide
    Ooooh let's open up, and go inside
    And if you want it you got it forever
    I can just stay there inside you
    And love you baby

    Let the music, take your mind
    Just release and you will find
    You're gonna fly (away)
    Yeah, I'm glad you're going my way
    I love it, when we're cruisin together
    The music is played for love
    Cruisin' is made for (love)
    I love it, I love it, I love it
    You're gonna fly away
    Yeah, glad you're going my way
    I love it when we're cruisin' together
    (The music is played for love)
    It's love music
    (Cruisin' is made for love) ...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Je Bivouaque Au Pays De Cocagne
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    Je Bivouaque Au Pays De Cocagne
    Performer(s): Georges Brassens



    Une rue sans joie où les sbires
    Tout seuls ne s'aventurent pas
    Un coupe-gorge et même pire
    La venelle où traînaient mes pas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et cett' rue je l'ai traversée
    Comm' l'avenue des Champs-Élysées

    {Refrain:}
    Je bivouaque au
    Pays de Co
    cagne depuis
    Que j'ai bouté
    La vérité
    Au fond du puits

    Beauté du diable et qui n'inspire
    Pas l'envie d'aller en sabbat
    Epouvantail et même pire
    La fille m'offrant ses appas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et j'ai changé cette petite
    En une Vénus Aphrodite

    {Refrain}

    Quatre anges déchus qui soupirent
    Si peu qu'on ne les entend pas
    Jamais étreinte ne fut pire
    Jamais amour vola si bas!
    Mais j'avais mangé du poète
    Je marchais un peu sur la tête
    Et quittant doucement la terre
    Je fus à bon port à Cythère

    {Refrain}




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    01-12-1977
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    Those Good Old Days Back Home
    Composer(s): Joe McCarthy - Jimmie Monaco



    I left my sweetheart in old New Hampshire, waving to my train
    I sort of reckoned that old New Hampshire would never see me again
    I got "kinder" tired of my home town, had a lot of silly dreams
    mighty disappointed looking 'round, this life ain't what it seems

    My heart is sighing now for the good old days back home
    I'm crying now, I was foolish kid to roam
    you could live around the city years or more
    and never get acquainted with the folks next door
    Way back home you rise at dawning, you meet a stranger and he'll say "Good Mornin'"
    I'm longing now for the fields, I used to plow
    I want to see the bumble bees a buzzin' 'round the comb
    (I've been a drone) and in the homestead on the hill, I wonder if they're waiting still
    Oh, my heart is sighing, and I'm just dying for the good old days back home
    Maple syrup flowing from the shady maple trees, hear the rooster crowing
    hear the humming of the bees, see the corn a waving in the fields of new mown hay
    that is why I'm craving, why I'm leaving here today

    My heart is sighing now for the good old days back home
    I'm crying now, I was foolish kid to roam
    you could live around the city years or more
    and never even know the folks that live next door
    Way back home you rise at dawning, you meet a stranger and he'll say "Good Mornin'"
    I'm sighing now for the fields, I used to plow
    I want to see the bumble bees a buzzin' 'round the comb
    (I've been a drone) I want to ride for miles, I'm through with butter cakes and Childs
    Oh, my heart is sighing, and I'm just dying for the good old days back home



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cruisin' (Lucy And Ramona And Sunset Sam)
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    Cruisin' (Lucy And Ramona And Sunset Sam)
    Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
    Performer(s): Michael Nesmith



    Lucy and Ramona cruisin' thru the jungles of L.A.
    Hopin' to promote a dream somewhere along the way
    (They're) Rollin' thru the streets looking for a disco
    Passin' up the treats from a kid named Cisco
    Trying to make connections
    With their blemish-free complexions
    And just as fate would have it
    They ended up with Sunset Sam

    Sam was sellin' watches from a suitcase on a TV tray
    And Lucy and Ramona were tryin' to figure out if he was gay
    The three of them were standing staring at each other
    When the light behind their eyes blew each other's cover
    The ancient code was branded
    And each of them was handed
    A ticket to their kingdom
    'Cause they saw their brother Sunset Sam

    Lucy and Ramona and Sunset Sam
    People on the streets tryin' to find a plan
    People on the streets lookin' for the land
    Lucy and Ramona and their brother Sunset Sam

    Lucy was from Compton and she met Ramona at a zoo
    Ramona was from Brooklyn, but she left when she was twenty-two
    Sam was a native of the Arizona desert
    But he split when he was slated for some governmental make-work
    Their differences subsided when the common bond was sighted
    They were all from the same place
    That made the famous Sunset Sam

    Lucy and Ramona and Sunset Sam
    People on the streets tryin' to find a plan
    People on the streets lookin' for the land
    Lucy and Ramona and their brother Sunset Sam

    (Yes it is) Lucy and Ramona and Sunset Sam
    People on the streets tryin' to find a plan
    People on the streets just lookin' for the land
    Lucy and Ramona and their brother Sunset Sam



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. L'École Est Finie
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    L'École Est Finie
    English Title: School's Out
    Composer(s): André Salvet;
    Jacques Hourdeaux; Claude Carrère
    Performer(s): Sheila; Les Poppys



    Donne-moi ta main et prends la mienne
    La cloche a sonné ça signifie
    La rue est à nous que la joie vienne
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie

    Nous irons danser ce soir peut-être
    Ou bien chahuter tous entre amis
    Rien que d'y penser j'en perds la tête
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie

    Donne-moi ta main et prends la mienne
    La cloche a sonné ça signifie
    La rue est à nous que la joie vienne
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie

    J'ai bientôt dix-sept ans un cœur tout neuf
    Et des yeux d'ange
    Toi tu en as dix-huit mais tu en fais dix-neuf
    C'est ça la chance

    Donne-moi ta main et prends la mienne
    La cloche a sonné ça signifie
    La rue est à nous que la joie vienne
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie

    Donne-moi ta main et prends la mienne
    Nous avons pour nous toute la nuit
    On s'amusera quoi qu'il advienne
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie

    Au petit matin devant un crème
    Nous pourrons parler de notre vie
    Laissons au tableau tous nos problèmes
    Mais oui
    Mais oui l'école est finie




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    30-11-1977
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    Meet Me On The Corner
    Composer(s): Rod Clements First release by: Lindisfarne - 1971



    Hey Mr. Dream Seller Where have you been Tell me have you dreams I can see I came along just to bring you a song Can you spare one dream for me You won't have met me So soon you'll forget So don't mind me tugging at your sleeve I'm asking you if I could fix a rendezvous For your dreams are all I believe Meet me on the corner When the lights are coming on And I'll be there I promise I'll be there Down the empty streets will disappear Into the darkness you have dreams enough to spare Lay down your bundles Of rag and reminders And spread your wealth on the ground Well I got time if you deal them mine I'm just hanging around Meet me on the corner When the lights are coming on And I'll be there I promise I'll be there Down the empty streets will disappear Into the darkness you have dreams enough to spare Hey Mr. Dream Seller Where have you been Tell me have you dreams I can see I'm asking you if I could fix a rendezvous For your dreams are all I believe Hey Mr. Dream Seller Where have you been Tell me have you dreams I can see I came along just to bring you a song Can you spare one dream for me



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Cruisin' (Billy Connolly)
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    Cruisin'
    Composer(s): Billy Connolly Performer(s): Billy Connolly



    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of blue
    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of blue
    I don't know what I'm doin'
    Can't keep my mind off you

    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of green
    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of green
    I don't know where I'm goin', don't know where I've been

    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of grey
    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of grey
    It doesn't matter what I try, these feelings won't go away

    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river of black
    I'm cruisin', I'm on a river so black
    The only thing I'm sure of, don't think I'll ever be back



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Non, Je Ne Veux Pas Faire La Guerre
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    Non, Je Ne Veux Pas Faire La Guerre
    English Title: No, I Don't Want To Make War
    Composer(s): G. Péram; A. Iser
    Performer(s): Les Poppys



    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre
    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre

    America, mystère, fantôme, à Cuba, tout est okay
    Oh, Calcutta, U.S. go home!
    Je refuse, je vous connais
    Et je m’amuse, et ça me plait

    Mais j’ai dix ans, mais j’ai dix ans, s’il vous plait

    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre
    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre

    Bonsoir tristesse, adieu boing!
    Où sont le loup et l’agneau?
    Je vous comprends monsieur Yarring, mais la fleur a besoin d’eau
    Et je suis un petit idiot

    Mais j’ai dix ans, mais j’ai dix ans, mais j’ai dix ans, et c’est beau

    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre
    Non, non, je ne veux pas
    Je ne veux pas faire la guerre




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    29-11-1977
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    Those Brown Eyes
    Composer(s): Woody Guthrie - Alan Arkin - Bob Carey - Erik Darling
    Performer(s): The Kingston Trio
    and multiple other artists



    One evening when the sun was low my brown eyes whispered, "I must go"
    Not one second would she wait
    She kissed my cheek and left my gate

    Those brown eyes I loved so well
    Those brown eyes I long to see
    How I long for those brown eyes
    Strangers they have grown to be

    One night I met her on the street
    I tipped my hat but I could not speak
    Another man was by her side
    Soon I thought she'd be his bride

    Those brown eyes I loved so well
    Those brown eyes I long to see
    How I long for those brown eyes
    Strangers they have grown to be

    'Twas just a year ago today, they laid my own brown eyes away
    Six long years for me she cried
    It was her brother by her side

    Those brown eyes I loved so well
    Those brown eyes I long to see
    How I long for those brown eyes
    Strangers they have grown to be



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