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  • 23-10-1980
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.The Entertainer (Oscar Brown)
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    The Entertainer
    Composer(s): Scott Joplin - Oscar Brown Jr.
    Performer(s): Oscar Brown Jr.



    Were there any who cared a cuss
    The day the ragtime piano man died
    Were there many who sobbed and sighed
    As they carted him on his final ride

    Was there much of a damn they gave
    About this talented son of a slave
    When the brother passed on, another coloured man gone
    Without a marker to put on his grave

    Were there any who truly knew
    What made the black entertainer so blue
    The depression he fell into
    Over dreams that were never comin' true

    Was there much of a damn they gave
    About this talented son of a slave
    When the brother passed on, another coloured man gone
    Without a marker to put on his grave

    He played his ragtime tunes in honky-tonk saloons
    Piano music that the public loved to hear
    Its syncopated beat got them to tappin' their feet
    Made all their cares and troubles disappear

    He had such happy sounds that as he made the rounds
    The entertainer fin'ly saw his talent pay
    There for a little while he was livin' in style
    Makin' the music of the day

    Out of his ragtime themes he built ambitious dreams
    In which his music turned to opera on the stage
    A mighty work of art he felt with all his heart
    Ragtime music was the classic of its age

    But then a change of taste laid all his dreams to waste
    The fickle punblic found itself another craze
    There for a little bit he was a pretty big hit
    But it was just a passin' phase

    Were there any that felt the pain
    That drove the black entertainer insane
    A frustration that racked his brain
    Just to think all that work had been in vain

    Was there much of a damn they gave
    About this talented son of a slave
    When the brother passed on, anotrher nigger just gone
    Without a marker to put on his grave

    Born ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime
    From a chronic condition caused by the lack of recognition
    Born ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime
    Beaten by an ambition for which he couldn't raise a dime

    Born in eighteen-sixty-eight, died in nineteen-seventeen
    Scott Joplin, whose music won a Motion Picture Academy Award
    Fifty-six years after he was layed in an unmarked grave
    Ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime
    Beaten by an ambition for which he couldn't raise a dime

    Where were all the mans, he was an entertainer
    Multitude of fans, what an entertainer
    Those who clapped their hands to hear the entertainer
    Play the ragtime dance

    Tell me where were they, he was an entertainer
    When he passed away, oh, what an entertainer
    There for a while he was livin' in style
    Makin' the music of the day

    Where were all the mans, he was an entertainer
    Multitude of fans, oh, what an entertainer
    Those who clapped their hands to hear the entertainer
    Play the ragtime dance

    Tell me where were they, he was an entertainer
    When he passed away, oh, what an entertainer
    There for a bit he was really a hit
    But it was... what can I say



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    Idylle Philoménale
    Composer(s): René Rivedoux
    Performer(s): Yves Montand



    Quand j'ai croisé la martine
    C'était par un beau matin
    J'allais ach'ter des bottines
    Et lui trouvais très beau teint
    Nous partîmes en limousine
    Visiter le Limousin
    Après comme on le devine
    Ma p'tite femme elle devint

    Ma concierge qui est amène
    Tous les matins m'serr' la main
    Mêm' qu'au moment des étrennes
    Dans ses bras elle m'étreint
    Cela m'attire des scènes
    Que je suppose à dessein
    Pour ne pas qu'ma Philomène
    Un beau jour ne m'file aux mains

    Son manteau de ballerine
    Gentiment lui bat les reins
    Sa robe de percaline
    Lui vient de son père câlin
    Pendant que je me surmène
    Dans un travail surhumain
    Elle arpente l'av'nue du Maine
    En t'nant son fichu d'une main

    Comm' j'ai un chien et une chienne
    Qui me vienn'nt d'un autrichien
    Ma p'tit femm' qui est vosgienne
    Me dit: "Pour él'ver vos chiens
    Vous aurez beaucoup de peine
    Car au pays transalpin
    J'ai connu un' helvétienne
    Qu'a jamais pu él'ver l'sien"
    Et voilà!



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    Kentucky Bluebird (aka "Message To Martha" or Message To Michael)
    German Title: Kleine Treue Nachtigall
    Composer(s): Burt Bacharach; Hal David
    Performer(s): Lou Johnson
    and various other artists
    (Originally performed by: Jerry Butler - 1964)



    Spread your wings for New Orleans
    Kentucky bluebird, fly away
    And take a message to Martha, message to Martha
    She sings each night in some café
    In her search to find wealth and fame
    I hear Martha has gone and changed her name

    It's a year since she was here
    Kentucky bluebird, fly away
    And take a message to Martha, message to Martha
    Tell her I love her more each day
    As the train pulled out down the track
    Martha promised she'd soon be coming back

    Oh, tell her how my heart just breaks in two
    Since she journeyed far
    And even though her dreams of fame fell through
    To me she will always be a star

    Spread your wings for New Orleans
    Kentucky bluebird, fly away
    And take a message to Martha, message to Martha
    Tell her to start for home today
    When you find her please let her know
    Rich or poor, I will always love her so

    Fly away, Kentucky bluebird
    Fly away, Kentucky bluebird
    Fly away, fly away, fly away.........Fade



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    22-10-1980
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    The Donovans
    Composer(s): Francis Fahy - Alicia Adelaide Needham
    Performer(s): Bing Crosby, Barry Fitzgerald & Ann Blyth



    Well if you would like to see
    The height of hospitality
    The cream of kindly welcome
    And the core of cordiality
    The joys of all the olden times
    You're wishin' to recall again
    Come down to Donovans
    And there you'll meet them all again

    Oh, céad mile fáilte
    They'll greet you down at Donovans
    As cheery as the springtime
    As Irish as the conovan
    The wish of my heart is
    If ever I had anyone
    That ev'ry luck that lightens life
    May light upon the Donovan

    As soon as e're you lift the latch
    The little ones are meetin' you
    And as soon as you're beneath the thatch
    Kindly looks are greetin' you
    Scarcely are you ready
    To be holdin' out the ??????????
    When down by the fireside
    You're sittin' in the midst of them

    (Oh, céad mile fáilte)
    (They greet you at Donovans)
    As cheery as the springtime
    As Irish as the conovan
    (The wish of my heart is)
    (If ever I had anyone)
    That ev'ry luck that lightens life
    May light upon the Donovan

    (Hey!)

    (Hey! Hey!)

    (Hey!)

    (Donovans!)

    Well, then when you rise to go it's
    "Hah, hah, hah, now then, sit down again"
    "Isn't it a haste you're in" and
    "Won't you soon come round again, hmmmm"
    Your cobeen and your overcoat
    You'd better pull it stray from them
    T'will take you all your time to try
    And tear yourself away from them

    Oh, céad mile fáilte
    They'll greet you down at Donovans
    As cheery as the springtime
    As Irish as the conovan
    The wish of my heart is
    If ever I had anyone
    That ev'ry luck that lightens life
    May light upon the Donovan

    That ev'ry luck that lightens life
    May light upon the Donovan

    (Hey!)

    Donovans!



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    Ídolo De Los Quemados
    Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich
    Performer(s): León Gieco



    Soy mezcla de baguala
    Internet y tango viejo
    No hay nada más hermoso
    que el lunfardo de Rivero
    Cuando voy con Don Sixto
    por calles del buen aire
    jamás nos detenemos
    a mirar el afichaje
    Es parte del folkclore
    Es parte del derroche

    Soy mezcla de baguala
    Internet y tango viejo
    No hay nada más hermoso
    que el lunfardo de Rivero

    Sueño ir por Buenos Aires
    y con Sabat tomar un café

    para volar un ratito
    con las alas de Gardel
    Un sueño del 2001

    y del 3000 también

    Cuando partí, mi viejo me aconsejó que no viviera
    en San Miguel, Moreno, Ituzaingó o en Haedo

    "Andá directamente donde están los presidentes"
    Por eso, en Moreno 411 y Defensa
    en una pensión mugrienta

    se alojó este cabeza

    Cuando no hay opción, el pueblo sufre y se la banca
    Y aunque es medio quedado nunca irá para la Plaza
    La Plaza es de los años y de las madres santas
    que buscan a sus hijos y los seguirán buscando
    Es parte de la historia
    Es parte de la sangre

    Le doy una limosna a Martín Fierro y al Quijote
    que están cansados de luchar pidiendo en Plaza Once
    No me trates como un Dios
    soy sólo un bolso que hace shows
    Extraño a mi vieja en el síndrome del batón
    Soy un muñeco roto
    junto a la Biblia y el calefón

    Hay un viejo podrido que quemó el jardín florido
    y tiene un hijo imbécil con la cara de asesino
    Sabemos que este pueblo aún vive de promesas
    Las minas argentinas fueron más después de Eva
    De que las hay, las hay
    Nunca tendrás tu calle, Alsogaray

    Comprame, soy barato
    canto gratis por los barrios
    Como no entro en tu target
    no me pases por tu radio
    Yo digo cárcel y castigo a corruptos y asesinos
    Si la ley no alcanza, sos persona que no es grata
    Me hice ateo, nomás,
    Videla usó mi Dios para matar

    Vos que le echas la culpa
    a bolivianos y peruanos
    a los que cortan rutas
    o están sus tierras reclamando,
    no seas tan tarado, el que te jode está a tu lado
    Los diarios le dan tapa y la tele un buen horario
    se sienta a cualquier mesa
    a negociar la sangre nueva

    Soy un guerrero más
    de este rock que está quebrado
    Estoy para el mangazo
    Soy el ídolo de los quemados
    No sé muy bien adonde voy
    misterios tiene la canción
    Me gusta la tranquilidad de un cementerio viejo
    Temele a los vivos
    Nunca te harán daño los muertos



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    Kentucky Means Paradise
    Composer(s): Merle Travis
    Performer(s): Rick Nelson; Glen Campbell;
    The Green River Boys; Jimmy Dean; Randall Hylton;
    Roger Bellow; Billy Jack Wills



    You take a K and an E
    N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y
    And that spells Kentucky
    And it means paradise

    You take a chicken and you kill it
    And you put it in the skillet
    And you fry it up a golden brown
    And that's southern cookin'
    And that's mighty nice

    It don't cover a lot when you look on a map
    But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap

    You take a K and an E
    N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y
    And that spells Kentucky
    And it means paradise

    It don't cover a lot when you look on a map
    But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap

    You take a K and an E
    N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y
    And that spells Kentucky
    And it means paradise

    It don't cover a lot when you look on a map
    But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap

    You take a K and an E
    N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y
    And that spells Kentucky
    And it means paradise

    I said Kentucky
    And it means paradise




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    21-10-1980
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    The Broken Record
    Composer(s): Cliff Friend - Harry Tobias - Boyd Bunch
    Performer(s): Guy Lombardo & His Royal Canadians
    and multiple other artists



    My Sweetheart, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous
    you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous tonight
    That's a song I heard on the phonograph
    The needle caught on the broken half
    And kept playing... and saying

    My Sweetheart, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you
    I kiss you, I kiss you tonight
    All at once I started to think of you
    The things I've wanted to say and do
    When we're dancing... romancing

    The broken record played on and then
    The broken record started again

    My Sweetheart, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
    I love you, I love you, I do
    Oh, the tune sounds silly I will agree
    The words sound daffy, but not to me
    For there's no doubt it's the way I feel about you



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    Idle Gossip
    Composer(s): Joseph Meyer; Floyd Huddleston
    Performer(s): Perry Como; Cliff Richard; Sarah Vaughan



    Friends may often come to you with idle gossip
    Should they say our love is through, that's idle gossip!
    Let the rumours come an' go, we'll prove to everyone
    we still carry on as though our love affair has just begun!

    Now an' then let's stop an' kiss when we're out walking
    someone's sure to notice this and they'll start talking!
    In their idle gossip, they may say that I love you
    an' this time, idle gossip will be true!

    In their idle gossip, they may say that I love you
    an' this time, idle gossip will be true!



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Kentucky Rain
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    Kentucky Rain
    Composer(s): Eddie Rabbitt; Dick Heard
    Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Barb Jungr;
    Orion; Eddie Rabbitt



    Seven lonely days
    And a dozen towns ago
    I reached out one night
    And you were gone
    Don't know why you'd run,
    What you're running to or from
    All I know is I want to bring you home

    So I'm walking in the rain,
    Thumbing for a ride
    On this lonely Kentucky backroad
    I've loved you much too long
    And my love's too strong
    To let you go, never knowing
    What went wrong

    Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
    And up ahead's another town
    That I'll go walking thru
    With the rain in my shoes,
    Searchin for you
    In the cold Kentucky rain,
    In the cold Kentucky rain

    Showed your photograph
    To some old gray bearded man
    Sitting on a bench
    Outside a gen'ral store
    They said "Yes, she's been here"
    But their memory wasn't clear
    Was it yesterday,
    No, wait the day before

    So I fin'ly got a ride
    With a preacher man who asked
    "Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?"
    As we drove on thru the rain
    As he listened I explained
    And he left me with a prayer
    That I'd find you




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    20-10-1980
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    The Bramble Bush
    Composer(s): Frank De Vol - Mack David
    Performer(s): Trini Lopez



    The bramble bush is lovely, it fills you with delight
    The flowers on the bramble bush are all so pink and white
    But if you reach to pluck one, as sure as you are born
    The bramble bush will stick you with it's prickly thorn

    And the pretty girl is like a bramble bush
    Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much
    Oh, a pretty girl is like a bramble bush
    But you'll get stuck if you should touch

    The girl I fell in love with was such a lovely sight
    So beautiful to gaze upon, so soft and pink and white
    And as I reached to kiss her, beneath the summer skies
    I was so much in love, I didn't realise

    That a pretty girl is like a bramble bush
    Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much
    Oh, a pretty girl is like a bramble bush
    But you'll get stuck if you should touch

    The summer soon was over and autumn chilled the sky
    The flowers on the bramble bush began to fade and die
    And with the faded flowers, my true love travelled on
    And I can feel the thorns now that my lover has gone

    But the pretty girl, yes, is like a bramble bush
    Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much
    Oh, the pretty girl is like a bramble bush
    But you'll get stuck if you should touch

    Oh, the bramble bush
    Yes, the bramble bush
    Oh, the bramble bush
    Yes, the bramble bush



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    Idiote Je T'aime
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



    J'ai toujours eu trop de pudeur
    Pour laisser courir sur mes lèvres
    Ces expressions très souvent mièvres
    Inscrites au Littré du bonheur

    Je sais bien que tu aimerais
    Que mon souffle soit poétique
    Mais si j'étais plus romantique
    Dis-moi ce que ça changerait

    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime

    À ma manière, à ma façon
    Depuis le temps que nous vivons
    Même autour et même bohème

    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime

    Et je t'interdis d'en douter
    Idiote je t'aime
    Comme je n'ai jamais aimé

    Je n'ai jamais eu de talent
    D'utiliser je te l'accorde
    Ces mots usés jusqu'à la corde
    Galvaudés par plus d'un amant

    Mais j'ai des phrases au bout des doigts
    Qui la nuit à ton corps s'adressent
    Et quand ils parlent en caressent
    Ils le font bien mieux que ma voix

    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime

    À main tremblante, à mots couverts
    Quand sur le vélin de ta chair
    Je grave mes plus beaux poèmes
    Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime

    Idiote je t'aime
    Idiote je t'aime

    Et bien que je sois maladroit
    Idiote je t'aime
    Et n'aimerai jamais que toi



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    Kentucky Waltz
    Composer(s): Bill Monroe
    Performer(s): Bill Monroe;
    and various other artists



    We were waltzin' that night in Kentucky
    'Neath the beautiful harvest moon
    And I was the boy who was lucky
    But it all ended too soon

    As I sit here alone in the moonlight
    I can see your smiling face
    And I long once more for your embrace
    In that beautiful Kentucky waltz




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    19-10-1980
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    The Belle Of The Yukon
    Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen - Johnny Burke



    They say the men who looked for gold
    Were warmed by the sun in her glance
    So, they fell for the belle of the Yukon
    And their dreams remembered how to dance

    They say her voice could tame the wind
    Wherever she was it was spring
    So, they fell for the belle of the Yukon
    And their hearts remembered how to sing

    When old timers talk of early glories
    She's always somewhere in their stories
    They say her smile could melt the moon
    And roses were willing to grow

    When they tell of the belle of the Yukon
    Well, it may be true for all we know
    It happened many years ago



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    Idiosincrasia
    Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
    Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



    Dios te ilumine, si Dios quiere
    con la ayuda de Dios
    A Dios rogando, y con el mazo dando
    adiós
    Vaya por Dios, Dios mío, la de Dios
    es Cristo, como hay Dios
    Dios mediante, si Dios no lo remedia
    los sin-Dios, con Dios, como Dios
    manda
    palabra de Dios
    Aquí no se mueve ni Dios
    castigo de Dios, por Dios, por Dios...
    Dios los crea, los que Dios mande
    Dios proveerá
    Dios aprieta pero no ahoga
    a la buena de Dios
    La Madre de Dios, en las manos de Dios
    como Dios, por esos mundos de Dios
    en nombre de Dios
    ¡Dios Santo! ¡Dios no lo permita!
    Dios te bendiga
    pordiosero
    vive Dios
    Dios se lo pague
    vive Dios
    Dios te oiga
    vive Dios
    Dios bendito
    vive Dios
    Dios nos pille
    confesados ...
    Aquí no se aclara
    ni Dios
    gracias a Dios



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Kentucky Woman
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    Kentucky Woman
    Composer(s): Neil Diamond
    Performer(s): Deep Purple;
    and various other artists



    Kentucky Woman
    She shines in her own kind of light
    She looks at you once in a day
    And what's wrong is alright
    And I love her,
    God knows I love her

    Kentucky Woman
    She gets to know you
    She gets to hold you
    Kentucky Woman

    She ain't the kind to turn
    at the drop of her name
    Well all the things she does
    they turn you on just the same
    And I love her,
    God knows I love her

    Kentucky Woman
    She gets to know you
    She gets to hold you
    Kentucky Woman

    I don't want much
    The Good Lord's earth beneath my feet
    A gentle touch
    Cause that one girl in life is sweet and good
    There ain't no doubt, I'm talking about

    Kentucky Woman
    She gets to know you
    She gets to hold you
    Kentucky Woman

    Kentucky Woman she shines in her own kind of light
    She looks at you once in a day
    And what's wrong is alright
    And I love her, yes I do, I love her

    Kentucky Woman
    She gets to know you
    She gets to hold you
    Kentucky Woman
    Kentucky Woman
    Kentucky Woman
    Kentucky Woman




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    18-10-1980
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    Terry Brown's In Love With Mary Dee
    Composer(s): Duke Performer(s): John Leyton



    Just about three years ago Two young folk, they met They fell in love right there and then Never to forget Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Their love grew stronger hour by hour The end of ev'ry day They'd kiss goodbye and with a smile To each other they would say Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Then one day a letter came And in it Terry read To serve his Country he must go To leave Mary he would dread The day's seemed weeks, the months seemed years But Mary's love was strong Then she found no letters came But in her heart there was a sound Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee One afternoon, a telegram "Meet me at the train at half-past-five" Oh, Mary's heart was filled with joy Was Terry still alive? Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee She ran down to the station It was Terry standing there She threw her arms around his neck Their voices filled the air Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee



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    Idées Noires
    Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
    Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers & Nicoletta



    Il se lève, c'est l'heure, écrase son mégot
    Dans sa tasse de café, éteint la stéréo
    Eteint le lampadaire, éteint le plafonnier
    Eteint dans la cuisine, met la sécurité
    Un couloir
    Une porte
    Un lit
    C'est la nuit
    Quelques pills pour dormir, je n'sais plus où je suis
    Un store noir
    Une porte
    Un lit
    C'est l'ennui
    Rien à faire pour l'amour, mais ne dis pas toujours

    Où es-tu, quand tu es dans mes bras?
    Que fais-tu, est-ce que tu penses à moi?
    D'où viens-tu ? Un jour tu partiras
    Où es-tu, quand tu es dans mes bras?

    Je fais des mauvais rêves, j'suis sur un mauvais câble
    Dans la paranoïa, pas de marchand de sable
    J'vois en panoramique urgente et désirable
    Une blonde décapitée dans sa décapotable
    Cauchemar
    Highway
    Bad trip
    Fumée noire
    Une vamp vorace tue au fond d'un couloir
    J'en sors pas
    Cafard
    Bad trip
    Idées noires
    Avalé par l'espace au fond d'un entonnoir

    J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras
    J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras

    J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras
    J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras

    J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir
    D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire
    J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir
    D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire
    J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir
    D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire

    J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras
    J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras

    J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras
    J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi
    J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras...



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    Kermis In Breda
    Composer(s): Louis Neefs
    Performer(s): Louis Neefs



    Jassen aan
    Popelend om eindelijk op weg te gaan
    Vergeten, al je wachten
    Die slapeloze nachten
    En je bent al in gedachten
    Op de kermis in Breda

    Luilekkerland
    Met ballen gooien, poffertjes, een steile wand
    Suikerspinnen, friettent
    De achtbaan en de schiettent
    Grenzeloos genietend
    Op de kermis in Breda

    Want een zondag op de kermis
    Was je meer waard dan een indianentent
    En zeker als je zeven bent

    Carrousel
    Hoog te paard, je lijkt de sprookjesridder wel
    Opgetogen draaien
    Uitgelaten zwaaien
    Kinderstemmen kraaien
    Op de kermis in Breda

    De kop van Jut
    De rupsbaan en de goochelaar, de echoput
    Die zou je haast vergeten
    Je wilt niet eens wat eten
    En van geen einde weten
    Op de kermis in Breda

    Want een zondag op de kermis
    Was je meer waard dan een indianentent
    En zeker als je zeven bent

    De hoogste tijd
    Achterop bij vader kijk je om vol spijt
    Met glinsterende ogen
    Je schouders moe gebogen
    De dag is omgevlogen
    Op de kermis in Breda




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    17-10-1980
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    Swing Medley (Part 2)
    Performer(s): The Star Sisters



    Pennsylvania six-five-thousand
    Pennsylvania six-five-thousand
    Pennsylvania six-five-oh-oh...

    Oh, Joseph, Joseph, won't you make your mind up
    It's time I knew just how I stand with you
    My heart ????? ???? that I could stop and wonder
    Each time we make up after being through
    So, listen Joseph, Joseph time is fleeting
    And here and there my hair is turning grey
    My Mother has a fear, wedding bells we'll never hear
    Joseph, Joseph, won't you name the day

    Tick-a-tick ?????????????????
    Tick-a-tick ?????????????????
    ?????????????????????????????
    And he had to be leaving ??????????????????

    Tick-a-tick ?????????????????
    Tick-a-tick ?????????????????
    ?????????????????????????????
    So he ???????????????????????

    (Instrumental - "String Of Pearls")

    Choo choo to Broadway from Cincinnati
    Don't get icky with the one two three
    Life is just so fine on the solid side of the line, rip

    Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
    Fododo-de-yacka saki
    Want some sea food mama
    Shrimps and rice they're very nice

    Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
    Fododo-de-yacka saki
    Want some sea food mama
    Shrimps and rice they're very nice

    Roll out the barrel
    We'll have a barrel of fun
    Roll out the barrel
    We've got the blues on the run
    Zing boom tararrel
    Ring out a song of good cheer
    Now's the time to roll the barrel
    For the gang's all here

    Don't sit under the apple tree
    With anyone else but me
    Anyone else but me
    Anyone else but me
    No! No! No!
    Don't sit under the apple tree
    With anyone else but me
    Till I come marching home

    Don't start walking down lovers lane
    With anyone else but me
    Anyone else but me
    Anyone else but me
    No! No! No!
    Don't start walking down lovers lane
    With anyone else but me
    Till I come marching home

    I just got word from the guy who works
    For a guy next door to me
    The girl he met just loves to pet
    And it fits you to a tee
    So,
    Don't sit under the apple tree
    With anyone else but me
    Till I come marching home

    (Instrumental - "Moonlight Serenade")

    Mama dear, come over here
    And see who's looking in my window
    It's the butcher boy and oh
    He's got a bundle in his hand

    Tell me why he winks his eye
    Whenever he goes by my window
    Daughter, daughter he's in love
    And you're in love and love is grand

    Aye, Marie! I gotta pork chop
    Aye, Marie! I gotta lamb chop
    So, 'ya wanta marry me?

    The butcher boy, the butcher boy
    She wants to marry the butcher boy
    Aye, Oh! Ma-Ma
    Oh, get that man for me
    Oh! Ma-Ma
    How happy I would be
    Tra-la-la
    And cheery-beery be
    Oh, if I'm gonna marry
    It's the butcher boy for me
    Oh, if I'm gonna marry
    It's the butcher boy for me

    (Instrumental - "Tuxedo Junction")

    Oh, lay that pistol down, babe
    Lay that pistol down
    Pistol packin' mama
    Lay that pistol down

    Oh, I see you every night, Bing
    And I'm near you every day
    I'll be your regular mama
    And I'll put that gun away

    Oh, lay that pistol down, babe
    Lay that pistol down
    Pistol packin' mama
    Lay that pistol down

    Strike up the music, the band has begun
    The Pennsylvania Polka
    Pick out your partner and join in the fun
    The Pennsylvania Polka

    It started in Scranton, it's now number one
    It's bound to entertain ya
    Everybody has a mania
    To do the polka from Pennsylvania

    Mother, may I go out dancing?
    Yes, my darling daughter
    Mother, may I try romancing
    Yes, my darling daughter

    What if there's a moon, Mother darling
    And it's shining on the water
    Mother, must I keep on dancing
    Yes, my darling daughter

    Happy days are here again
    The skies above are clear again
    Let's sing a song of cheer again
    Happy days are here again

    Your cares and troubles are gone
    There'll be no more from now on

    Happy days are here again
    The skies above are clear again
    Let's sing a song of cheer again
    Happy days are here again

    (Instrumental - "American Patrol")

    Pardon me, boy
    Is that the Chattanooga choo choo?
    Out on track twenty-nine
    And you can gimme a shine
    I can afford
    To board the Chattanooga choo choo
    I-I-I've got my fare
    And just a trifle to spare

    You leave the Pennsylvania Station
    'Bout a quarter to four
    Read a magazine
    And then you're in Baltimore
    Dinner in the diner
    Nothing could be finer
    Than to have your ham
    An' eggs in Carolina

    When you hear the whistle blowin'
    Eight to the bar
    Then you know that Tennessee
    Is not very far
    Shovel all the coal in
    Gotta keep it rollin'
    Woo, woo, Chattanooga
    There you are

    She's gonna cry
    Until I tell her that I'll never roam
    So Chattanooga choo choo
    Won't you choo-choo me home?
    So Chattanooga choo choo
    Won't you choo-choo me home?

    (Instrumental - "In The Mood")



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    Whose Heart Are You Breaking Now?
    Composer(s): Floyd Jenkins
    Performer(s): Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys
    and multiple other artists



    Not long ago we loved each other
    And we were as happy as can be
    Now you are happy with another
    I suppose that you've forgotten me

    I am the one that you fooled yesterday
    Whose heart are you breakin' now
    You took our romance and threw it away
    Whose heart are you breakin' now

    What has become of the love I once knew
    What have you done with each vow
    Somebody else is a king for a day
    Whose heart are you breakin' now

    I am the one you left all alone
    Whose heart are you breakin' now
    You are the one with a heart made of stone
    Whose heart are you breakin' now

    I used to think you would always be mine
    But ev'rything's diff'rent now
    You're laughing now, but someday you'll atone
    Whose heart are you breakin' now



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