Maandag 27 juni 1977
Jacques
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
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Jacques
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Zondag 26 juni 1977
Sei Già Di Un Altro
Sei Già Di Un Altro
((Adapted from: Don't Worry Baby (The Beach Boys) - 1964))
Composer(s): Roger Christian - Brian Wilson - Pantros
Performer(s): Equipe 84 - 1965
Ecco, d'un tratto tu non ridi e ti mancan le parole
Tu ricominci a pensare, io lo so, al nostro amore
Noi stiamo bene insieme,che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
l'altro uomo con cui già sei (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Anche se asciughi quelle lacrime si vede che tu hai pianto, e allor
anche se cerchi di sorridere si vede che sei triste ancor
Noi ci vogliamo bene, che cosa importa se
se tu già sei, (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
per la vita legata a lui (sei già di un altro)
sei già di un altro (sei già di un altro)
Uuh... uuh...
Zondag 26 juni 1977
Could I?
Could I?
Composer(s): Jerry Fuller; Gary Puckett
Performer(s): Gary Puckett & The Union Gap
Your only try at love was through before it began
So now you're frightened of the thought of losing again
Would I be true to you; girl, if there's any doubt
Just ask me anything your mind is wondering about
Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please
Could I?
If I could get to you & prove the things that I say
You wouldn't compare me to the pain you knew yesterday
You've built a wall of ice I'm sure my lovin' will melt
Please let me hold you, love, instead of asking yourself
Could I chase the bitter taste
Left in your heart by someone who said goodbye
Could I love?
Give me love
I'm down on my knees, beggin' you please
Could I? ...
Zondag 26 juni 1977
Jacob's Ladder
Jacob's Ladder
Composer(s): Bruce Hornsby
Performer(s): Huey Lewis & The News
I met a fan dancer
Down in South Side Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand
Now he's trying to save me
We'll I'm doing alright the best that I can
Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night
Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder
Coming over the airwaves
The man says I'm overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few
Well mister I'm not in a hurry
And I don't want to be like you
And all I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today
Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob's ladder
Zaterdag 25 juni 1977
These Boots Are Made For Walkin'
These Boots Are Made For Walkin' ((aka One Of These Days (Operation Ivy) - 1989; This Body (Belgian Asociality) - 1994))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
First release by: Nancy Sinatra - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher (Eileen)
1967 - Stivaletti Rossi (Dalida)
1984 - Bisogna Far Qualcosa (Adriano Celentano)
You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
What's right is right but you ain't been right yet
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt (Hah)
Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches (Yeah)
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready, boots?
Start walkin'
Zaterdag 25 juni 1977
Coucouroucoucou Paloma
Coucouroucoucou Paloma
Adapted from: Cucurrucucu Paloma - 1954
Composer(s): Tomás Méndez; Eddy Marnay; Jacques Larue
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1968
Le vent chasse un nuage
Qui fait sa route vers l'infini
La mer parle au rivage
Et je l'écoute et je m'ennuie
Je suis seule à comprendre
La chanson de l'oiseau qui passe
J'attends d'un cœur qui tremble
Celui qui viendra prendre sa place
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Dis-moi si l'amour existe
Moi pour qui les jours sont tristes
Libre, mon cœur est libre
Celui qui m'aime me le prendra
Vivre, je voudrais vivre
Oui mais qui m'aime je ne sais pas
Je suis seule au rivage
Et je chante à l'oiseau qui danse
De nuage en nuage
J'ai pour lui la voix de l'espérance
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou paloma
Ce soir je ne suis plus triste
Je sais que l'amour existe
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou
Cou-cou-rou-cou-cou
Je sais que l'amour existe
Zaterdag 25 juni 1977
Jackson
Jackson
Composer(s): Gaby Rodgers; Billy Edd Wheeler
Performer(s): Johnny Cash & June Carter
Both: We got married in a fever
hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talkin' 'bout Jackson
Johnny: Ever since the fire went out
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around (yeah?)
Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson, look out Jackson town
June: Well, go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health (hmm)
Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself
Yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, but go comb that hair
Johnny: I'm gonna snowball Jackson
June: Go ahead and see if I care
Johnny: When I breeze inta that city, the people gonna stoop and bow (ha ha)
All them women gonna make me teach 'em what they don't know how
I'm goin' to Jackson, ya turn-a loose-a my coat
'cause I'm goin' to Jackson
June: Goodbye, that's all she wrote
June: They'll laugh at you in Jackson (I doubt it)
And I'll be dancin' on a pony keg
They'll lead you 'round that town like a scalded hound
With your tail tucked between your legs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man
And I'll be waitin' there in Jackson behind my *Japan* fan
Both: We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talkin' 'bout Jackson ever since the fire went ou-ou-out
Go to Jackson and that's a natural fact
We're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back
Both: We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talkin' 'bout Jackson
Vrijdag 24 juni 1977
Bisogna Far Qualcosa
Bisogna Far Qualcosa ((aka Stivaletti Rossi (Dalida) - 1967))
((Adapted from: These Boots Are Made For Walkin' (Nancy Sinatra) - 1966))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood - Cristiano Minellono
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano - 1984
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher (Eileen)
1989 - One Of These Days (Operation Ivy)
1994 - This Body (Belgian Asociality)
E io potessi farei qualcosa in più
ma qualcosa che dico io
una pastiglia da far prendere alla gente
che fa renda tutta quanta sorridente
Eh... bisogna far qualcosa
perche non si puo più
guardali tutti li con quelle facce sempre giù
L'autostrada che va verso il mare
ma quale mare e una raffineria
si va via solo per ritornare
con addosso qualche nuova malattia
Bisogna far qualcosa
perche cosi non va
non ci si vive più
con quelle facce sempre giù
Son vent'anni ma io lo canto ancora
non e protesta ma verita
E lui l'aveva detto state attenti
l'ha detto quasi due millenni fa... eh!...
Bisogna far qualcosa
ma che canzone e
e sto cantando io
e non cantare insieme a me!
Vrijdag 24 juni 1977
Couchés Dans Le Foin
Couchés Dans Le Foin
Composer(s): Jean Nohain - Mireille
Performer(s): Mireille
and multiple other artists
Il ne faut pas que je vous cache
Que j'eus toujours la sainte horreur des vaches
Dans ma famille, c'est un tort
Hélas! le métier de toréador
N'a jamais été notre fort
J'aimerais mieux qu'on m'injurie
Qu'on me pende ou qu'on m'expatrie
Plutôt que de toucher un pis
Un pis de ma vie
Je suis ainsi, tant pis
Et c'est dommage
La fille de la fermière est charmante et on a le même âge
Par bonheur pour les amoureux
Il est au grand air d'autres jeux
Des jeux que j'aime davantage
Couchés dans le foin
Avec le soleil pour témoin
Un p'tit oiseau qui chante au loin
On s'fait des aveux
Et des grands serments et des vœux
On a des brindill's plein les ch'veux
On s'embrasse et l'on se trémousse
Ah! que la vie est douce, douce
Couchés dans le foin avec le soleil pour témoin
Vous connaissez des femmes du monde
Qui jusqu'à quatre-vingts ans restent blondes
Qui sont folles de leur corps.
Pour leurs amours il leur faut des décors
Des tapis, des coussins en or
De la lumière tamisée
Et des tentures irisées
Estompant sous leurs baisers
Des appas trop usés
Eh bien tant pis
Mais c'est dommage
Quand on est vigoureux, quand on aime et qu'on a mon âge
Tous ces décors sont superflus
Les canapés je n'en veux plus
Je ne fais plus l'amour en cage
Gardez, gardez vos éclairages
Couchés dans le foin
Avec le soleil pour témoin
Un p'tit oiseau qui chante au loin
On s'fait des aveux
Et des grands serments et des vœux
On a des brindill's plein les ch'veux
On s'embrasse et l'on se trémousse
Ah ! que la vie est douce, douce
Couchés dans le foin avec le soleil pour témoin
Vrijdag 24 juni 1977
Jackie Wilson Said
Jackie Wilson Said (I'm In Heaven When You Smile)
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison;
and various other artists
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo
Jackie Wilson said, it was reet petite
Kind of love you got, knocks me off my feet
Let it all hang out, oh let it all hang out
Ahh you know, I'm so wired up
don't need no cofee in my cup
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
watch this
Dang a lang a lang dang a lang a lang a lang
Dang a lang a lang dang a lang a lang a lang
doo doo doo doo doo
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
I'm in heaven
when you smile, when you smile
when you smile, when you smile
and when you walk across the road, it makes my heart
go Boom Boom Boom
let it all hang out
baby let it all hang out
There are times, you look my way
heaven child, you'd make my day
let it all hang it out
like the man said let it all hang out
Dang a lang a lang dang a lang a lang a lang
Dang a lang a lang dang a lang a lang a lang
doo doo doo doo doo
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
When you smile, when you smile
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
When you smile, one more time
I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven
When you smile, when you smile
Donderdag 23 juni 1977
Stivaletti Rossi
Stivaletti Rossi ((aka Bisogna Far Qualcosa (Adriano Celentano) - 1984))
((Adapted from: These Boots Are Made For Walkin' (Nancy Sinatra) - 1966))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood - Vito Pallavicini
Performer(s): Dalida - 1967
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher (Eileen)
1989 - One Of These Days (Operation Ivy)
1994 - This Body (Belgian Asociality)
Stai attento
Non va bene sempre
Non poi far di me cio che vuoi
Hai combinato i pastici che hai voluto
Non pensare che perdoni sempre te
Che gli stivaletti rose che piacono
Ma per andarme de ne a te
Stivaletti rose, ce ne andiamo
Che gli stivaletti rose che piacono
Ma per andarme de ne a te
Stivaletti rose, ce ne andiamo
Io non sono comme tutte le altre
Stare sai e non vedrai
Non mantiene quelle cose che prometi
Non, ora piangerai
Le stivaletti rossi che piaciono poco a te
Io me le meterò
Ma per andarmene da te
Con la amore no devi giocare
Forse pensi che ormai io me ne andro
Io gia pensato
E ho deciso que un giorno
Tutto quanto finirà le stivaletti rossi che piaciono ma per andarmene da
Stivaletti rossi
Ce ne andiamo
Stivaletti rossi, ce ne andiamo
Donderdag 23 juni 1977
Coucher De Soleil
Coucher De Soleil
Composer(s): Yves Duteil
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Dans les eaux de la mer
On voit des reflets d'or
Quand le soleil s'endort
Dans les bras de la mer
Et le ciel se repose
La mer est un miroir
Où son bleu devient noir
Et ses nuages roses
Quand le soleil s'éteint
Les étoiles de la mer
Font un ciel à l'envers
Où dorment les dauphins
Dans les eaux de la mer
On voit des reflets d'or
Quand le soleil s'endort
Dans les bras de la mer
Donderdag 23 juni 1977
Jackie Blue
Jackie Blue
Composer(s): Steve Cash; Larry Lee
Performer(s): Ozark Mountain Daredevils;
Ron Dante; R. Stevie Moore; The Smashing Pumpkins
Oo, Jackie Blue
Lives her life from inside of her room
Hides a smile when she's wearin' a frown
Oo, Jackie you're not so down
You like your life in a free-form style
You'll take an inch but you'd love a mile
There never seems to be quite enough
Floating around to fill your lovin' cup
Oo, Jackie Blue
What's a game girl, if you never lose?
Ask a winner and you'll probably find
Oo, Jackie they've lost at sometime
Don't try to tell me
That you're not aware of what you're doing
Ant that you don't care
You say it's easy, just a natural thing
Like playing music, but you never sing
Oo, Jackie Blue
Making wishes that never come true
Going places where you've never been
Oo, Jackie Blue, you're going again
Oo, Jackie Blue
Lives her life from inside of her room
Makes you think that her life is a drag
Oo, Jackie, what fun you have had
Oo, Jackie, oo Jackie, oo, Jackie
Oo, Jackie.................
Woensdag 22 juni 1977
Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher
Ces Bottes Sont Faites Pour Marcher
((Adapted from: These Boots Are Made For Walkin' (Nancy Sinatra) - 1966))
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood - Eileen
Performer(s): Eileen - 1966
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Stivaletti Rossi (Dalida)
1984 - Bisogna Far Qualcosa (Adriano Celentano)
1989 - One Of These Days (Operation Ivy)
1994 - This Body (Belgian Asociality)
Quand tu me dis que tu n'as pas de fille
Je sais parfaitement que tu mens
Tout le monde sait que tu me trompes souvent
Alors méfie-toi, je t'avertis vraiment
Ces bottes sont faites pour marcher
Et tu vas l'regretter
Car je mettrai ces bottes
Un jour ou l'autre pour te quitter
Tu mens tellement que c'est plus fort que toi
Et tu n'sais jamais où est la vérité
Comme tous les enfants, tu crois être un homme
Mais toi, dans ma vie, tu ne m'as rien donné
Ces bottes sont faites pour marcher
Et tu vas l'regretter
Car je mettrai ces bottes
Un jour ou l'autre pour te quitter
Toi, tu joues avec le feu et tu t'amuses
Mais un jour viendra où tu vas te brûler
Un autre a pris ta place et moi je l'aime
Et ce qu'il est, tu ne le seras jamais
Ces bottes sont faites pour marcher
Et tu vas l'regretter
Car je mettrai ces bottes
Un jour ou l'autre pour te quitter
Woensdag 22 juni 1977
Cotton Picker
Cotton Picker
Composer(s): J. Capehart; Eddie Cochran
Performer(s): Eddie Cochran
Oh, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
(Bom-bom-bom)
No, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
(Bom-bom-bom)
You can make a-me laugh, make a-me cry
Shake the stars right out of the sky
But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
You can make a-me sweat, make a-me steam
You can make a-me rock-rock-rock till I scream
But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
You can make a-me laugh, make a-me cry
Make a-me roll-roll-roll till I die
But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
You can make a-me poor, make a-me rich
Make a-me want the seven-year-itch
But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
You can make a-me sing, make a-me dance
Make a-me rock right out of my pants
But, you ain't a-gonna make a cottonpicker out of me
(Hey, hey you cottonpickers, right everybody, back to work)
Woensdag 22 juni 1977
Jack-Ass
Jack-Ass
Composer(s): Beck;
John King; Michael Simpson
Performer(s: Beck; Dr. Lonnie Smith;
South Austin Jug Band
I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation
When I wake up someone will sweep up my lazy bones
And we will rise in the cool of the evening
I remember the way that you smiled
When the gravity shackles were wild
And something is vacant when I think it's all beginning
I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation
Dinsdag 21 juni 1977
These Arms Of Mine
These Arms Of Mine
Composer(s): Otis Redding
First release by: Otis Redding - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
These arms of mine
They are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine
They are yearning
Yearning for mortiying you
And if you
Would let them
Hold you Oh how grateful I will be
These arms of mine
They are burning
Burning for mortiying you
These arms of mine
They are wanting
Wanting to hold you
And if you
Would let them hold you
Ohh how grateful I will be
Come on, come on baby
Just be my little woman (yeah)
Just be my lover I need somebody
(Somebody to treat me right)
(Ohh) I need your warm loving arms to hold me tight
And I need you tender lips too
Hold me, hold me
Dinsdag 21 juni 1977
Cotton Mill Man
Cotton Mill Man
Composer(s): Joe Langston
Performer(s): Jim & Jesse
I was born in the shadow
Of a cotton mill smoke stack
Down in Alabama's bottom land
Where my grand pappy broke his back
Pullin' on a cotton sack
To raise my pa to be a cotton mill man
I've got lots of memories
Government commodities
Probably need payment again
While the boss man on the hill
Bought his stake and then the field
Called up on to clean his mill
The cotton mill man
Lord don't let my son grow up
To be a sweaty cotton mill man
I grew up in the gloom
Of a cotton mill weave room
With weaver's gluin' calluses
All over my hands
I didn't have a honeymoon
I couldn't leave my cotton loom
I swore my son would never
Be a cotton mill man
I watched my woman cry
When our baby daughter died
Why the doctor never came
We lacked the money but the fame
And I cussed the day
I became a cotton mill man
Lord, don't let my son grow up
To be a sweaty cotton mill man
The company taught us all the rules
On how to work with spinnin' spools
So the bosses son could drive a big black sedan
The company owned the houses
And the company owned the grammar school
You'll never see an educated cotton mill man
They figure you don't need to learn
Anything without you earn
The money that you pay a phone ammends
To the general store they own
Or else they'll take away your home
And give it to some other only cotton mill man
Lord, don't let my son grow up
To be a sweaty cotton mill man
Lord, don't let my son grow up
To be a sweaty cotton mill man
Dinsdag 21 juni 1977
Jack The Ripper (Screaming Lord Sutch)
Jack The Ripper
Composer(s): Bob Haggenbush;
Simmonds; Charles Stacey; Clarence Stacey
Performer(s): Screaming Lord Sutch
Ah-ha-ha, aaah!
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
There's a man who walks the streets of London late at night
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
With a little black bag that's oh-so tight
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
He's got a big black cloak hangin' down his back
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
That's one big cat I just hate to fight
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
When he walks down the streets
Every girl he meets he says; is you name Mary Kelly?
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
When she walks down the streets, he's never far behind
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
With his little black bag and his one track mind
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
Well, he really catches up when the lights go down
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
'Cause that's the time he starts his dirty chop-around
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
When he walks down the streets
Every girl he meets he says; is you name Mary Kelly?
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
Scotland Yard will never catch him, he's too clever
He's much too clever
But if they do, man they'll catch: The Ripper!
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
Well, the streets of London kinda never safe
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
Whenever Jack The Ripper shows his face
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
So, you pretty little girlies, take a-my advice
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
And don't walk the streets of London late at night
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
When he walks down the streets
Every girl he meets he says; is you name Mary Kelly?
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
The Ripper, Jack The Ripper
Oh yes, Mary! Where are you Mary?
I'm after you Mary, ha-ha-ha
With my knife Mary!
Ah-ah, sure, ah-ha-ha-ha-ha
Where are you?
Ha-ha-ha
Aaaah!
Maandag 20 juni 1977
These Are The Things I Love
