Zondag 13 juni 1976
Ring Ring
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Ring Ring
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Zaterdag 12 juni 1976
In The Summer Of His Years
In The Summer Of His Years
Composer(s): David Lee - Herbert Kretzmer
Performer(s): Connie Francis; Millicent Martin
A young man rode with his head held high
Under the Texas sun
And no one guessed
That a man so blessed
Would perish by the gun
Lord, would perish by the gun
A shot rang out like a Southern shout
And Heaven held its breath
For a man shot down
In a Southern town
In the summer of his years
Yes, the summer of his years
And we who stay mustn't ever lose
The victories that he's won
For wherever "man" looks to Freedom's past
His soul goes riding on
Lord, his soul goes riding on!
Zaterdag 12 juni 1976
Come Back To Arizona
Come Back To Arizona
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Herman Paley
Arizona, wild and free you're always dear to me
I love you true
Sun kissed meadows of the west
the one I love the best she loves you too
But my heart is sad today
my heart is far away
I'm all alone can't you hear me calling you
Oh! won't you come back home?
When the sunset fades away each night
alone I stay with aching heart
And the night winds seem to sigh
"Why did you say goodbye why did we part?"
Tho' the town is gay tonight and lights are burning bright I'm feeling blue
Waiting hearts grow weary dear but mine will wait for you
Come back to Arizona where the skies are blue
Come back where you can own a heart that waits for you, so lonely
Come little girl put my love to the test
come to the best little nest in the west
Come back to Arizona
I love you
Zaterdag 12 juni 1976
Ring Of Fire
Ring Of Fire
Composer(s): June Carter Cash; Merle Kilgore
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire went wild...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
Vrijdag 11 juni 1976
The Streak
The Streak
Composer(s): Ray Stevens
Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Hello everybody, this is your action news reporter
With all the news that is news across the nation
On the scene at the super market
There seems to have been some disturbance here
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... I was standing over there by the tomatoes
And here he come
Running thru the pole beans, thru the fruits and vegetables
Naked as a jay-bird
And I hollered over at Ethel... I said don't look Ethel
It was too late, she'd already been incensed...
Here he comes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
There he goes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
And he ain't wearin' no clothes
Oh yes, they call him the streak
Fastest thing on two feet
He's just as proud as he can be
Of his anatomy
He's gonna give us a peek
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to show off his physique
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' around
Invitin' public critique...
This is your action news reporter once again
And we're here at the gas station
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... I was just in here gettin' my tires checked
And he just appeared out of the traffic
Come streakin' around the grease rack there
Didn't have nothing on but a smile
I looked in there and Ethel was gettin' her a cold drink
I hollered... Don't look Ethel
It was too late... She'd already been mooned
Flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers
He ain't rude, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
He ain't lewd, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
He's just in the mood to run in the nude
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to turn the other cheek
He's always making the news
Wearin' just his tennis shoes
Guess you could call him unique...
Once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym
Covering the disturbance at the basketball playoffs
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did... half-time, I was just going down there
To get Ethel a snow cone
Here he come right our of the cheap seats
Dribblin'... right down the middle of the court
Didn't have on nothin' but his PF's
Made a hook shot and got out thru the concession stand
I hollered up at Ethel, I said don't look Ethel
It was too late... She'd already got a free shot
Grandstanded... Right there in front of the home team
Here he comes... look... who's that with him?
Ethel, is that you, Ethel?
What do you think you're doing?
You get your clothes on!
Ethel, where you going?
Ethel, you shameless hussy
Say it isn't so Ethel
Ethel...
Vrijdag 11 juni 1976
Come Back Paddy Reilly To Ballyjamesduff
Come Back Paddy Reilly To Ballyjamesduff
Composer(s): William Percy French
Performer(s): Daniel O'Donnell
and various other artists
The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still
Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
And stop when halfway to Cootehill.
'Tis there I will find it
I know sure enough
When fortune has come to me call
Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
And the blue sky is over it all
And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff
Are whispering over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"
My mother once told me that when I was born
The day that I first saw the light
I looked down the street on that very first morn
And gave a great crow of delight
Now most newborn babies appear in a huff
And start with a sorrowful squall
But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
And that's why I smiled on them all
The baby's a man, now he's toil-worn and tough
Still, whispers come over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"
The night that we danced by the light of the moon
Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute
When Phil threw his lip over "Come Again Soon"
He's dance the foot out o' yer boot!
The day that I took long Magee by the scruff
For slanderin' Rosie Kilrain
Then, marchin' him straight out of Ballyjamesduff
Assisted him into a drain
Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff
Of whisperings over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"
I've loved the young women of every land
That always came easy to me
Just barrin' the belles of the Black-a-moor brand
And the chocolate shapes of Feegee
But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff
And never will addle me brain
For the bells will be ringin' in Ballyjamesduff
For me and me Rosie Kilrain!
And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff
A whisper comes over the sea
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"
I've struck oil at last!
I've struck work, and I vow
I've struck some remarkable clothes
I've struck a policeman for sayin' that now
I'd go back to my beautiful Rose
The belles they may blarney
the boys they may bluff
But this I will always maintain
No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff
No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain
I've paid for my passage, the sea may be rough
But borne on each breeze there will be
"Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"
Vrijdag 11 juni 1976
Ring Of Clover
Ring Of Clover
Performer(s): The Whites
Across a field of memories
rest upon a yellow page
there among the flowers
it seems like only yesterday
We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made
Gone a sweet tomorrow
taking on the winds of change
Still we will remember
the love we promised on that day
We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made
We made a ring
ring of clover
Made a vow
to love no other
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made
Diamonds I
would never trade
for the ring of clover that we made
Mmmmmm...
Donderdag 10 juni 1976
The Strawberry Roan
The Strawberry Roan
Composer(s): Curley Fletcher - Fred Howard - Nat Vincent
Performer(s): Bill Boyd & His Cowboy Wranglers
and multiple other artists
I was hanging round town, just spending my time
Being out of a job and not earning a dime
A fellow walks up, and he says, "I suppose
You're a bronc rider, from the looks of your clothes"
"Well, you figured me right, and I'm a good one, I claim
Would you happen to have any outlaws to tame?"
He says, "I've got one and a good one to buck
At throwing top riders he's had lots of luck"
He says this here's one pony that's never been rode
And the man that gets on him is bound to get throwed
I got all het up and I asked what he'd pay
To ride this old nag for a couple of days
Well, he offered me ten, and I says, "I'm your man
For the bronc isn't living that I couldn't fan"
He says, "Get your saddle, I'll give you the chance"
So we hopped in his buckboard and rode to his ranch
Out in the horse corral, standing alone
Is an old cavallo, a strawberry roan
Little pin ears that touch at the tip
A big 44 brand upon his left hip
He was spavined all round, and he had pigeon toes
Little pig eyes, and a big roman nose
U-necked and old, with a long lower jaw
You could tell at a glance he's a regular outlaw
Well, I buckle on my spurs, and I'm sure feeling fine
I pull down my hat and I pick up my twine
Throw my loop on him, and well I know then
Before he gets rode, I'll sure earn my ten
I get the blinds on him with a terrible fight
Next comes the saddle, and I cinch him up tight
Then I step on him and raise up the blinds
"Get out of the way, boys, he's bound to unwind!"
Well, I threw him his head, and I'll say he unwound
He seemed to quit living down here on the ground
Went up in the east and come down in the west
I'm sitting up on him and doing my best
He sure was a frog-walker, he heaved a big sigh
He only lacked wings for to be on the fly
Turned his old belly right up to the sun
He sure was a sunfishing son of a gun
He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He could turn on a nickle and give you some change
I lost both my stirrups and also my hat
I'm reaching for leather and blind as a bat
He come down on all fours, and he went up on high
And he left me a-spinning up there in the sky
Turned over twice and I come down to the earth
And I lit into cussing the day of his birth
Now I know there's ponies that I cannot ride
There's some of them living, they haven't all died
But I'll bet my money there's no man alive
Who can stay with old Strawberry when he makes his high dive
Donderdag 10 juni 1976
Come Back Liza
Come Back Liza
Composer(s): Irving Burgie; William A. Attaway
Originally performed by: Harry Belafonte
Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Every time I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
When the evening starts to fall, water come to me eye
I need to hear my liza call, water come to me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Standing here in the marketplace, water come to me eye
I need to see my Liza's face, water come to me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Come back Liza, come back girl
Wipe the tear from me eye
Donderdag 10 juni 1976
Ring My Bell
Ring My Bell
Composer(s): Frederick Knight
Performer(s): Anita Ward
I'm glad you're home
Well, did you really miss me?
I guess you did by the look in your eye (look in your eye, look in your eye)
Well lay back and relax while I put away the dishes
Then you and me can rock a bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
The night is young and full of possibilities
Well come on and let yourself be free
My love for you, so long I've been savin'
Tonight was made for me and you
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
(you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!
you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
Woensdag 9 juni 1976
The Stranger (Two Souls In Communion)
The Stranger (Two Souls In Communion)
Composer(s): Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
Performer(s): Grateful Dead
What are they seeing, when they look in each other's eyes?
What are they feeling, when they see each other's smile?
Is it a love I've never known - or an emotion that I've outgrown?
Did I take a wrong turning on life's winding road?
Won't somebody help me find the right way to go?
My life need some correction, alteration in direction
Won't somebody comfort me for a while - yes, I'm lost
What is the secret of this tie that binds?
Two souls in communion, both body and mind
Is it special magic, or just the nature of things?
Conceived of great spirit, not for beggars but kings
You who have found it, please help me along
I'm a man, I'm a man, - I'm not made out of stone
My needs they are simple, I don't want many things
But I truly want to fly on those wings of love one more time
That's all I need (fly up, fly home)
I want to fly on them wings (fly up, fly home)
I want to fly on them wings of love (fly up, fly home)
I'm a stranger here (fly up, fly home)
Won't somebody help me now (fly up, fly home)
I wake up early in the morning (fly up, fly home)
you know I never saw you babe (fly up, fly home)
I just can't seem to understand
Can't seem to understand what's wrong (fly up, fly home)
What I wanna do is take a little ride with you, on the wings of love
Woh-oh one more time, one more time
Woensdag 9 juni 1976
Come Back Little Sheba
Come Back Little Sheba
Composer(s): Lenny Kaye; Patti Smith
Performer(s): Patti Smith
Come back little Sheba
I hear them calling
Open your ears
Awake from thy sleep
High above
The stars are falling
Open your arms
And you shall receive
The lights of the city
So bold and flashing
All of its riches
Imparted to thee
Robes of saffron
Robes of standing
A road of crimson
Spread at your feet
Your robes of standing
Your robes of saffron
Your road of crimson
All pleasing to me
But close your lights
Close your gates
I must arise
My flock awaits
Farewell little Sheba
I hear them a'calling
Here is your staff
Tend to thy sheep
Good wishes be with you
If that be your calling
Farewell little Sheba
Arise and take leave
Woensdag 9 juni 1976
Ring Dang Doo
Ring Dang Doo
Composer(s): Joy Byers; Robert Tubert
Performer(s): Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs;
Lyres; Les Sexareenos
Well - you can have your gold and your diamonds too
All I want is a ring dang doo
Well I've been all over this great big world
Hey
Looking for a ring dang doo
I've fallen in love with a thousand girls
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
I've got a mojo and some voodoo too
But I ain't never found a ring dang doo
Well I was down ina New Orleans
Looking for a ring dang doo
I fell in love with a girl in blue jeans
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I can't stay though my love is true
I gotta keep looking for a ring dang doo
Ring dang doo
Where are you
What are you
From Mexico to the Philippines
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
Well I've drunk with peasants and I've dined with kings
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I ain't never found a single clue
I've gotta keep a-looking for a ring dang doo
Well people call me crazy every single day
Yeah
Looking for a ring dang doo
But I don't care what people may say NO
Looking for a ring dang doo
I don't know what it looks like
Or what it can do
I gotta find that ring dang doo
Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
You can have your gold and your diamonds too
All I want is a ring dang doo
Now is an interpolation of "ring dang ring dang ring dang doo" repeating with comments like
"Yeah where are you" and "You gotta show yourself" in the background as the song fades away
Dinsdag 8 juni 1976
Doctor Heckle And Mr. Jibe
Doctor Heckle And Mr. Jibe
Composer(s): Dick McDonough
Performer(s): The Dorsey Brothers
and multiple other artists
Who gathers all the talk o' the town
Who gives it to you, doesn't ???
Who caters to the girls if they try
Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe
They corner each and all of the clues
They publish what'll soon become news
Likewise, you'd better subscribe
To Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Jibe
When there's room for argument
Get out them hammer and tongs
They don't know from nothin' so
They always wind up kickin' dogs
Yeah, yeah'n begin
Just bring 'round a bottle o' gin
Take a lesson on how to invite
From Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe
But last, somethin' confidentially new
Yeah, the credit where the credits due
The Pullitzer Prize for the champion liars
Goes To Heckle M.D. and Jibe Esquire
Dinsdag 8 juni 1976
Come Back Baby
Come Back Baby
Performer(s): Buddy Holly
Come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now I know why all sad hearts cry
baby baby come to me
Ah well I cried all night ever since you left me
nothing has gone right - oh lonely old me
I say come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now you know I love you so
baby baby come to me
When you left me all alone to sing the blues
I waited by the phone to get good news
That you would come back baby - baby won't you come back
come back baby to me
now you know I love you so
baby baby come to me
wo, come back baby to me
Dinsdag 8 juni 1976
Ring A Ding
Ring A Ding
Composer(s): Michel Fugain; Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Je vais te raconter l'histoire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
D'un gars qui voulait changer l'histoire (Trop c'est trop)
Il était fils de militaire et né dans un canon (Boum!)
Sur sa brassière y avait déjà des galons
Un homme de guerre, c'est pas la moitié d'un con
Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Oh non!)
Un petit coup de La Madelon (Sûrement pas!)
Vive l'amour à la française
Et vive la France et la Corrèze
Oooh. Tout finit par des chansons
Moi mon gars je veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
Ring a ding, ring a ding
Oui je m'en fous
Il épousa un jour de gloire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
Une demoiselle nommée victoire (Trop c'est trop)
Elle était fille de légionnaire, d'ailleurs elle sentait bon (Beurk)
Devant le Maire, la belle n'a pas dit non
Elle était fière d'être la moitié d'un con (Allez!)
Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Ouais allez tiens)
Un petit coup de La main Delon (Non)
Vive l'amour à la française
Et vive Pimpaul et ses falaises
Oooh. Tout finit par des plongeons
Moi mon gars je n'veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
Ring a ding, ring a ding
Oui je m'en fous
Voici la fin de mon histoire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
Bien sûr c'est difficile à croire (Trop c'est trop)
Un jour au cœur de la mitraille, un boulet de canon (Boum!)
fit une entaille plus large que ses gallons
Du champ d'bataille, sortit la moitié d'un con (Et allez)
Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Hola non, non)
Un petit coup de La main Delon (J'ai dit non)
Vive l'amour à la française
Et vive enfin le Père Lachaise
Oooh
Tout finit au goupillon
Ah moi mon gars je veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
Ring a ding, ring a ding
Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
Oui je m'en fous...
Maandag 7 juni 1976
The Strange Little Girl
The Strange Little Girl
Composer(s): Jerry Ross - Richard Adler
Performer(s): Cowboy Copas
Now, I don't know who she was
And I don't know where she came from
I only know there was an angel glow
In the eyes of the strange little girl
My sweetheart and I had a quarrel
I was troubled as a body can get
So, I put on my coat and walked out into the night
When a strange little girl I met
Now, I don't know who she was
And I don't know where she came from
I only know there was an angel glow
In the eyes of the strange little girl
She told me she knew of our quarrels
And I listened as she softly spoke on
She said, true love is rare
So don't lose the love you share
And before I could speak, she was gone
Now, I don't know who she was
And I don't know where she came from
I only know there was an angel glow
In the eyes of the strange little girl
Ran back to the home of my sweetheart
And I told her of the girl I did see
She said, darling I prayed you'd forgive me and return
For the same little girl came to me
Now, I don't know who she was
And I don't know where she came from
I only know there was an angel glow
In the eyes of the strange little girl
I only know there was an angel glow
In the eyes of the strange little girl
Maandag 7 juni 1976
Come Back And Take This Hurt Off Me
Come Back And Take This Hurt Off Me
Composer(s): Covay; Miller
Performer(s): Small Faces
Come back and take this hurt off me
Come back and take this hurt off me
baby, come back and take this hurt off me
'Cause I'm too young, to be in misery, now
baby, come back and take this hurt off me
I've been waitin' at the bus station
'cause that's where you left me standin'
Got my clothes in a twenty-five-cent locker
I'll be here till the Greyhound brings you back again, baby
Come back and take this hurt off me
Come back and take this hurt off me
baby, come back and take this hurt off me
'Cause I'm too young, to be in misery, now
baby, come back and take this hurt off me
I knocked on my mother's door, she said, "Steven, walk on in!"
Son, you don't have to say a mumbling word,
she left my little baby again
Yes, she did, now!
Come back and take this hurt off me
baby, come back and take this hurt off me
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby now, what kind of love could this be
baby, baby, baby, I don't know what you've done
it got me, it got me, it got me, yes, it did!
Maandag 7 juni 1976
Rin Tin Tin
Rin Tin Tin
Performer(s): Stanley Keyana
So brave is Corporal Rusty
Though he is just a boy
How true as Private Rin Tin Tin
They are the army's ride and joy
Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
Pals through thick and thin
From all the tales of the west
We'll remember best
Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin
Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
Pals through thick and thin
From all the tales of the west
We'll remember best
Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin
Zondag 6 juni 1976
Story Of Tina
