Maandag 24 augustus 1970
Oompa Loompa
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
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Zondag 23 augustus 1970
Michael Finnegan
Michael Finnegan
(Traditional)
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He had whiskers on his chin again
Along came the wind and blew them in again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He kicked up an awful dinnegann
Because they said he must not sing again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man called Michael Finnegan
Ran a race and thought he'd win again
Got so puffed that he had to go in again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He drank through all his good gin again
And so he wasted all his tin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He went fishing with a pin again
Caught a fish and dropped it in again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man called Michael Finnegan
Climbed a tree and barked his shin again
Took off several yards of skin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
He grew fat and then grew thin again
Then he died and had to begin again
Poor old Michael Finnegan....
Begin again
Zondag 23 augustus 1970
Ooit Komt De Dag (Jimmy Frey)
Ooit Komt De Dag
Composer(s): Jimmy Frey - Andy Free - Mary Boduin
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon
Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom
M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Jij was ons geluk, een gezin met ons drie
Maar de liefde ging stuk
Waardoor kwam dat, of hoe en door wie?
Zij is weggegaan en nam jou met haar mee
En m'n hele bestaan
Werd een leven van hoop en verdriet
En ik zie je nog
De manier hoe je naar me keek
Die blik op jou bedroefd gelaat
En hoe klein je toen leek
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon
Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom
M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
En ik zie je nog
De manier hoe je naar me keek
Die blik op jou bedroefd gelaat
Je was te klein
En je wereld viel uit elkaar
In alle kinderen grote en kleine
Zag ik steeds jouw verhaal
Oneindig triest
In de straten op de pleinen
Zag ik jou verdwijnen
En ik keek je dan na.
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon
Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom
M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon
Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom
M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon
Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom
M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet
Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet
Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Zaterdag 22 augustus 1970
Michael Collins
Michael Collins
Composer(s): Derek Warfield
Performer(s): Wolfe Tones
Come listen all me true men to my simple rhyme
For it tells of a young man cut off in his prime
A soldier and a statesman who laid down the law, and
To die by the roaside in lone Beal na Bla
When barely sixteen to England crossed o'er
For to work as a boy in a government store
But the Volunteers call he could not disobey
So he came back to Dublin to join in the fray
At Easter nineteen sixteen when Pearse called them out
The men from the Dublin battalion roved out
And in the post office they nobley did show
How a handful of heros could outfight the foe
To Stafford and jails transported they were
As prisonners of England they soon made a stir
Released before Christmas and home once again
He banded old comrades together to train
Dail Eireann assembled our rights to proclaim
Suppressed by the English you'd think it's a shame
How Ireland's best and bravest were harried and torn
From the Arms of their loved ones and children new born
For years Mick eluded their soldiers and spies
For he was the master of clever disguise
With the Custom House blazing she found t'was no use
And soon Mother England had asked for a truce
Oh when will the young men a sad lesson spurn
That brother and brother they never should turn
Alas that a split in our ranks 'ere we saw
Mick Collins stretched lifeless in lone Beal na Bla
Oh long will old Ireland be seeking in vain
Ere we find a new leader to match the man slain
A true son of Grainne his name long will shine
O gallant Mick Collins cut off in his prime
Zaterdag 22 augustus 1970
Ooh! My Soul
Ooh! My Soul
Composer(s): Little Richard
Performer(s): The Beatles;
George Bedard & The Kingpins;
Little Richard; Pebbles; Ritchie Valens
Ooh! My soul
Well baby, baby, baby, baby
don't you know my love is true?
Honey, honey, honey, honey
said get off of that money
Love, love, love
Ooh! My soul
Well give me give me give me give me give me
give me all the love you got
Baby, baby, baby, baby
don't you know I want a lot
Love, love, love
Ooh! My soul
Well baby, baby, baby, baby
don't you know my love is true?
I said honey, honey, honey, honey
get off of that money
Love, love, love
Ooh! My soul
Well baby, baby, baby, baby
don't you know my love is true?
Honey, honey, honey, honey
get off get off of that money
Love, love, love
Ooh! My soul
Vrijdag 21 augustus 1970
Michael
Michael
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Highwaymen
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah
Green pastures on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Jordan's river is chilly and cold, hallelujah
Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah
Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Vrijdag 21 augustus 1970
Ooh Las Vegas
Ooh Las Vegas
Composer(s): Gram Parsons - Ric Grech
First release by: Gram Parson - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the first time I lose a drink of whiskey
And the second time I lose a drink of gin,
Third time I lose a drink of anything
Cause I think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the queen of spades is a friend of mine
The queen of hearts is a bitch
Some day when I clean up my mind
I'll think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Spend all night with a dealer
Just trying to get ahead,
Spend all day at the Holiday Inn
Just trying to get out of bed
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city
You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Donderdag 20 augustus 1970
Miami Beach Rhumba
Miami Beach Rhumba
Composer(s): Irving Fields; Albert Gamse
Performer(s): Xavier Cugat
and various other artists
I started out to go to Cuba
Soon I was at Miami Beach
There, not so very far from Cuba
Oh, what a rhumba they teach
Palm trees are whispering "yo te quiero"
What could I do but stay awhile
I met a Cuban caballero
We danced in true latin style
So I never got to Cuba
But I got all its atmosphere
Why even Yuba and his tuba
They played a night right here
I'll save Havana for mañana
Clip Miami Beach Rhumba
Meanwhile I've heaven in my reach
I found the charm of old Havana
In a rhumba at Miami Beach
Donderdag 20 augustus 1970
Ooh La La
Ooh La La
Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Ron Wood
Performer(s): Rod Stewart;
and various other artists
Poor old Grandad I laughed at all his words
I thought he was a bitter man
He spoke of women's ways
They'll trap you then they use you before you even know
For love is blind and you're far too kind
Don't ever let it show
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger
The can-can such a pretty show
Will steal your heart away
But backstage back on earth again
The dressing rooms are grey
They come on strong and it ain't too long
For they make you feel a man
But love is blind and you soon will find
You're just a boy again (joana)
When you want her lips, you get her cheek
Makes you wonder where you are
If you want some more then she's fast asleep
Leaves you twinkling with the stars
Poor young grandson there's nothing I can say
You'll have to learn, just like me
And that's the hardest way, ooh la la
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger
Woensdag 19 augustus 1970
Mi Vida Es Cantar
Mi Vida Es Cantar
Composer(s): Victor Daniel
Performer(s): Celia Cruz
Cantar para mi, es cómo ser
dueña del universo
poder expresar con mi voz
lo que llevo por dentro
Hacerles a ustedes sentir
sensaciones grandiosas
y en siete notas conjugar
cantando muchas cosas
Y cuando la magia de algún son
invade poco a poco el corazón
me envuelvo con su ritmo sabroson
y el sentimiento
Siento los cueros repicar
y mi cuerpo no cesa de bailar
dejándome llevar por el compás
que bien me siento
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro
Cantando yo viajo al mundo
brindándole sentimiento
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro
Tres amores tengo dentro
de mi alegre corazón
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro
Cuba bella, el son la rumba
y mi cabecita de algodón
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro
Lo que soy, es la gracia de Dios
Su amor me dio este talento
que te brindo con mi voz, con mi voz
Woensdag 19 augustus 1970
Ooh I Do
Ooh I Do
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
The high school dance began at eight
but mum and dad said don't be late
They never ever seem to understand,
I'm not the little girl they think I am
.....they think I am
Ooh, Ooh I Do
Oh yes I do
love you
Ooh, ooh I do
Oh yes I do
wo wo wo no no no no no no
I know for you it's just the same,
and if we're young we're not to blame
They don't believe in teenage love affairs
They'll never know how much we really care
.....we really care
Ooh, Ooh I Do
Oh yes I do
love you
Ooh, ooh I do
Oh yes I do
wo wo wo no no no no no no
Dinsdag 18 augustus 1970
Mi Vida Es Amor
Mi Vida Es Amor
Composer(s): Victor Rafael Cordero
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Mi vida es amor, amor que me devora el alma
mi vida es amor, calor, fulgor de la mañana
Pájaros, flores, montañas y nubes de plata
una carreta de paja perdida hacia allá
Mi vida es cantar, soñar con todas mis canciones
Reír y llorar de amor al ver caer el sol
Y en la noche a la orilla del mar
las estrellas ponerme a contar
Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
Y en la noche a la orilla del mar
las estrellas ponerme a contar
Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
Dinsdag 18 augustus 1970
O-o-h Child
O-o-h Child
Composer(s): Stan Vincent
Performer(s): The Five Stairsteps;
and various other artists
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Some day, yeah
We'll get it together and we'll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get be brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get be brighter
Some day, yeah
We'll get it together and we'll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Some day, yeah
We'll get it together and we'll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Right now, right now
(You just wait and see how things are gonna be)
Maandag 17 augustus 1970
Mi Vida (Raphael)
Mi Vida
French Title: Ma Vie
Composer(s): Alain Barrière; Don Diego
Performer(s): Raphael
Ma vie, el amor conocio
Ma vie, el amor desprecio
Quizas yo lo encuentre otra vez
No se como y donde a de ser
Ma vie, que empezaba a soñar
Dejo el amor escapar
Tal vez si volviera el ayer
Ya no lo dejara perder
Ma vie, el amor conocio
Ma vie, el amor desprecio
Mi vida, tu castigo mayor
Sera no encontrar el amor
Maandag 17 augustus 1970
Ooh Baby Baby
Ooh Baby Baby
Composer(s): William Robinson; Warren "Pete" Moore
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson;
and various other artists
Ooo la la la la
I did you wrong my heart went out to play
But in the game I lost you
What a price to pay, hey I'm crying
Ooo baby baby
Ooo baby baby
Mistakes I know I've made a few
But I'm only human
You've made mistakes too, I'm crying
Ooo baby baby
Ooo baby baby
I'm just about at the end of my rope
But I can't stop trying I can't give up hope
'Cause I feel that one day I'll hold you near
Whisper I still love you
Until that day is here I'm crying
Ooo baby baby
Ooo baby baby
Ooo baby baby
Ooo baby baby ooo
Maandag 17 augustus 1970
Oh, You Crazy Moon
Oh, You Crazy Moon
Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James Van Heusen
Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey
and multiple other artists
When they met, the way they smiled
I saw that I was through
Oh, you crazy moon, what did you do?
And when they kissed, they tried to say that it was just in fun
Oh, you crazy moon, look what you've done
Once you promised me, you know, that this could never end
You should be ashamed to show your funny face, my friend
There they are -- they fell in love
I guess you think you're smart
Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
It was just a night like this when it happened
I was such an unsuspecting soul
And I couldn't quite believe that it happened
Til it got beyond control
Well, there they are, they fell in love; I guess you think you're smart
Oh, you crazy moon, oh, you crazy moon
Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
Zondag 16 augustus 1970
Mi Vida (Miguel Gallardo)
Mi Vida
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Si algo tengo de valor, es mi vida
mi parcela de ilusión, mi vida
porque siento y sé soñar
porque ya aprendí a volar
y es, mi vida, yo la viviré
Bailaré al son que dé, mi vida
y daré por la verdad, mi vida
Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor
y es, mi vida, yo la viviré
No quiero promesas
ni a quien las aplica
yo vivo tan solo, mi vida
solo grito, solo lucho
porque necesito, mi vida
todo lo que siento y soy, es mi vida
todo lo que tengo hoy, es mi vida
Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor
y es, mi vida, yo la viviré
Zondag 16 augustus 1970
Ooga Sha La Bango
Ooga Sha La Bango
Composer(s): Glenn Burtnick; Marshall Crenshaw
Performer(s): The Sides
When I first saw my baby she was dancing hot and fast
But I was in a corner with my leg in a cast
When I met her I impressed her
Said, "I'm a heavy dancin' guy once my leg isn't so broken", even tho it was a lie
She just said
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah
Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense
2. I just hope the girl forgets
3. This is all you're gonna get
Well, anyway, I watched her through the night
Then I gave her a ride and we stopped in at a diner
Before I got her home we had fallen in love and it couldn't have felt any finer
My baby likes to boogie to the dancin' sounds. I was born with two left feet
She thinks I can swing to the disco thing but I just can't get it
She keeps saying
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah
Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense
2. I just hope the girl forgets
3. This is all you're gonna get
I wanted to keep my cast on longer but the doctor said it was time
Now I watch Soul Train and American Bandstand but I just ain't got no rhythm
I can't keep time
(girl):
What will you say when you learn the day
there's no way you can live to be the man of her dreams
(answer):
I'll just say
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah
Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense
2. I just hope the girl forgets
3. This is all you're gonna get
Zaterdag 15 augustus 1970
Mi Vedevo Già
Mi Vedevo Già
English & French Titles:
It Will Be My Day; Je M'voyais Déjà
Composer(s): Calabrese; Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
A diciott'anni la mia provincia grigia
Abbandonai deciso ad arrivar
Portavo via più sogni che valigie
Deciso a conquistar la gran città
Presi così dal sarto più di nome
L'abito blu, ch'era una novità
E tra foto, canzoni ed orchestrazioni
I miei risparmi son finiti là
Mi vedevo già sopra ai manifesti
Col mio nome grande
Più grande di chi non importa chi
Mi vedevo già, grande fra i modesti
E firmavo foto, stringevo mani
Di qua e di là
Il più grande dei grandi fantasisti
Ed ogni successo la gente in piedi
Acclamava me
Mi vedevo già elencare in liste
Chi poteva a turno per una sera
Abbracciarsi a me
Certo sto invecchiandomi
Sempre in questi panni
Ma la voce è là, frutto d'esperienza
E di capacità
Sono inacidito un po'
Col passar degli anni
Però del mestiere ho tante idee
Che non tradirò
Non domando che di calcar la scena
Ogni volta il cuore
Davanti aL pubblico batterà
Non ho avuto mai un po' di fortuna
Non han mai capito
Che ho del talento
Ma io ne ho
L'abito blu
Trent'anni che lo porto
Le mie canzoni far ridere solo me
Ogni scrittura mi butto a corpo morto
E sopravvivo chi lo sa com'è
Conosco solo trionfi raccontati
Viaggi di notte e dame demodè
Miserabili paghe, valigie e tourné
Con pasti magri e scalcinati hotel
Mi vedevo già in fotografia
In inverno ai monti, l'estate al mare
Con qualche star
Raccontare già la mia biografia
Per i debuttanti con l'aria magica
Di chi sà
Ogni mia prémiére era una marea
Mille telegrammi dal temutissimo
Tout Paris, superato il crac
Di quella platea, ritornavo in scena
Fra i proiettori a cantare il bis
Ho tentato tutto ormai
Per venire avanti
Ho provato il serio, ho provato il comico
E l'éclaqué, se ho sbagliato tutto
E resto in mezzo ai tanti
Non è colpa mia, è colpa di
Chi non mi ha capito mai
L'occasione a me l'hen negata in tanti
Altri son riusciti, avranno i soldi
Ma voce no. Ero troppo bravo
Ho vent'anni avanti, ma verrà
Quel giorno che il mio talento
Dimostrerò
Zaterdag 15 augustus 1970
Ooby Dooby
