Woensdag 16 januari 1974
E Tu
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Dinsdag 15 januari 1974
Coldest Days Of My Life
Coldest Days Of My Life
Composer(s): Eugene Record - Carl Davis
First release by: Walter Jackson - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Hmm...hmm...
Mmm...mmm...
I remember, oh, yeah
The signs of springtime
There were birds, music everywhere
Everywhere
Some of us played, oh, yeah
And some of us cried
Can’t you see, oh, can’t you see
The tears in my eyes
And what I had dreamed of, oh...Lordy (What I had dreamed of)
I thought it was him
10 feet tall, oh...
I was ridin’ so high
With eyes of a child, oh... (Eyes of a child)
Shinin’ so bright, yes, they were
Coldest days of my life
They were the coldest days of my life
I had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah (Had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The cold-coldest days of my life
I thought there was no other, no, no (Thought there was no other, no, no, no, no)
Lord, take away (Take it) the pain (Take it)
Oh, you know, you know that it was (Take it, take it)
And it couldn’t be (Take it) much worse
Down low, down low
Down the low
Down the low
It just couldn’t be that bad
Ooh...down the low
It just couldn’t be that bad
Ooh...down the low
Oh, down, down
Down the low
Here all alone, yeah
Ooh...down the low
Ooh...down the low
Ooh...down the low
Ooh...down the low
Ooh...ooh...
I remember, ooh, yeah, yeah
The signs of springtime
I’m trying to keep the past behind me
But voices suddenly remind me
That she’s gone
She’s what I had dreamed, oh... (What I had dreamed of)
She’s all that I think of
Coldest days of my life
They were the coldest days of my life
I thought there was no other, no, no (Thought there was no other, no, no, no, no)
The cold-coldest days of my life
I had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The cold-coldest days of my life
I had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The coldest days of my life
I thought there was no other, no, no (Thought there was no other, no, no, no, no)
The cold-coldest days of my life
I thought there was no other, no, no (Thought there was no other, no, no, no, no)
The cold-coldest days of my life
I had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Had to run for cover, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Coldest days of my life
Coldest days of my life
Dinsdag 15 januari 1974
Car 67
Car 67
Composer(s): Paul Phillips - Peter Zorn
Performer(s): Driver 67
(Car 67, car 67, where are you?)
(Come in 67, 67, can you hear me?)
Hey Control, this is 67 here
I can hear you loud and I can hear you clear, yeah
Control, this is 67 here
I can hear you loud and I can hear you clear, yeah
(Good morning 67, good morning
Bit of a late start, isn't it?)
Is there something that you want me to do-ooh, yeah
(Yes, we have a job for you)
You know I'm only here to please you-ooh
(We want you to pick up a young lady at 83 Royal Gardens)
Control have mercy on me
I don't wanna do the pick-up, isn't anybody else free?
Stuck in a jam in a one-way street
Why don't you tell her she'd be quicker if she used her feet, yeah
(You must be joking 67)
(Now, come on I must have a time for the pick-up)
The best that I can do
Is tell you tomorrow, yeah
'Cause if I do the job
It's gonna cause me sorrow-ooh
(Oh, really 67, you're putting me in a bad position)
(This is too bad, too bad)
(I must have a time for the pick-up)
(What's you're problem?)
(What's wrong 67?)
To tell you the truth
I had a bad, bad night
My girl left home
In the middle of a fight
(Sorry about that 67, sorry to hear that)
Controller have mercy on me
I don't wanna do the pick-up at number 83
And the girl of my dreams left me all alone
And at number 83 is where she made her home
(Ah-hah, I see 67, I understand your problem)
Is there something else you want me to do-ooh, yeah
(Yes, you can have another job 67)
You know I'm only here to please you
(Stand by all cars, stand by)
(Time for a pick-up at 83 Royal Gardens)
(First call for 83 Royal Gardens)
(Can somebody give me a time for the pick-up?)
(Stand by 67, we'll have an other job for you shortly)
(Calling all cars, calling all cars)
(Time for a pick-up at 83 Royal Gardens)
(First call to 83 Royal Gardens)
(Somebody give me a time)
(Can you do it car 23?)
Dinsdag 15 januari 1974
E Tu Strafai
E Tu Strafai
((French Version: Tu Exagères (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Calabrese - Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
E tu strafai e in verità
Esattamente mai nessuno saprà
Se è un brutto vizio
Oppure una qualità
Fra l'uno e l'altra si confonde
Cosa vuoi mai, tu vieni e vai
E ti affatichi sempre più che tu puoi
Io sono un figlio e non un uomo per te
La tirannia infondi su di me
E tu strafai ancor di più
Per i pranzetti che mi elabori tu
E ti commuovi se per te mando giù
Pantagrueliche portate
Se dico no per sobrità
Diventi triste, io non insisterò
Sapendo che ne piangeresti sennò
Mangio da capo finché mi strozzerò
E tu strafai, non c'è perché
Nel lucidare tutti i giorni i parquets
Tenendo pronte le pattine per me
Che mi fan perder l'eqiilibrio
A spolverar, a lucidar
Ti dai da far. Se non so dove star
E vado a letto per lasciarti sfogar
Togli i cuscini che sono da cambiar
E tu strafai, che assurdità
Se solo un colpo o due di tosse darò
A letto zitto e buono mi troverò
Con le ventose sulla schiena
Come un buldog sorvegli me
Con il termometro a portata di te
E che lo voglia o no mi fai buttar giù
Quella schifezza che hai preparto tu
E tu strafai, tu strafai
E io non vedo quando la smetterai
Perché è per questo che ti amo
Le tue virtù, la tua allegria
E la freschezza che nascondi per me
Non danno un attimo di noia con te
E se tu esageri, e se tu esageri
È anche vero che piaci a me
Maandag 14 januari 1974
Cold Hard Facts Of Life
Cold Hard Facts Of Life
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Ferlin Husky; Stonewall Jackson
I got back in town a day before I'd planned to
I smiled and said I'll sure surprise my wife
I don't think I'll phone I'll just head on home
For I didn't know the cold hard facts of life
I passed a little winestore on the corner
I pictured big champagne by candle light
I stopped the car right then got out and hurried in
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life
A stranger stood there laughing by the counter
He said I'll take two bottles of your best
Her husband's out of town and there's a party
He winkled as if to say you know the rest
I left the store two steps behind the stranger
From there to my house his car stayed in sight
But it wasn't till he turned into my drive that I learned
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life
I drove around the block till I was dizzy each time the noise came louder from within
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
And I drank a fifth of courage and walked in
Lord you should've seen their frantic faces
They screamed and cried please put away that knife
I guess I'll go to hell or I'll rot here in the cell
But who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Maandag 14 januari 1974
Car 54, Where Are You?
Car 54, Where Are You?
Composer(s): Ned Hiken - J. Strauss
There's a hold up in the Bronx
Brooklyn's broken out in fights
There's a traffic jam in Harlem
That's backed up to Jackson Heights
There's a scout troop short a child
Kruschev's due at Idlewild
Car 54, Where Are You?
Maandag 14 januari 1974
Frevo Diabo
Frevo Diabo
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Edú Lobo
Performer(s): Edú Lobo
É bom, é brabo, é o frevo
Diabo no corpo, torto, corpo
Pára mais não
Fogo no rabo de qualquer cristão
Solta o frevo diabo e adeus procissão
Pelo sinal da santa cruz pandemônio
No dia da padroeira
Não tem romeira, tem, são morenas
Não tem novenas, diabo, a gente é feliz
Não tem sermão, tem não, tem orquestra
E cana, e briga, e fogo, e festa
Na matriz
É o barro, o berro na garganta
Olha a ginga da santa
Devagar com o andor
Meu corpo já não sabe o que faz, Satanás
Diz pra parar, que eu já não posso mais
Diz pra parar, faz um pouco mais
Faz o Diabo
Hoje é que eu me acabo, meu irmão
É para pular, não, para parar, para bulinar
Não, para parar, para arrebentar
Frevo diabo
Hoje é que eu me acabo, meu irmão
Maandag 14 januari 1974
E Ti Vengo A Cercare
E Ti Vengo A Cercare
Composer(s): Franco Battiato
First release by: Franco Battiato - 1988
Covered by multiple other artists
E ti vengo a cercare
Anche solo per vederti o parlare
Perché ho bisogno della tua presenza
Per capire meglio la mia essenza.
Questo sentimento popolare
Nasce da meccaniche divine
Un rapimento mistico e sensuale
Mi imprigiona a te
Dovrei cambiare l'oggetto dei miei desideri
Non accontentarmi di piccole gioie quotidiane
Fare come un eremita
Che rinuncia a sé
E ti vengo a cercare
Con la scusa di doverti parlare
Perché mi piace ciò che pensi e che dici
Perché in te vedo le mie radici.
Questo secolo oramai alla fine
Saturo di parassiti senza dignità
Mi spinge solo ad essere migliore
Con più volontà
Emanciparmi dall'incubo delle passioni
Cercare l'Uno al di sopra del Bene e del Male
Essere un'immagine divina
Di questa realtà
E ti vengo a cercare
Perché sto bene con te
Perché ho bisogno della tua presenza
Zondag 13 januari 1974
The Cold Cold Coast Of Greenland
The Cold Cold Coast Of Greenland
Performer(s): Roger McGuinn
Farewell and adieu love
I'm bound for to sail
To the cold coast of Greenland
To capture the whale
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry there long
For the wind and the snow love
Will sing us their song
It's a hard sea to travel
Through the storm and the gale
And there's no compensation
But to hunt for the whale
With our oilskins and slickers
And our boots to the knee
We will roll and we'll pitch
Through the cold Greenland sea
Oh the prize that we seek love
Is as bold and as fine
As the fastest of steeds
Or the finest of wine
He could easily send us
With the power of his tail
To a watery grave
Ah the great Greenland whale
Farewell and adieu love
I'm bound for to sail
To the cold coast of Greenland
To capture the whale
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry there long
For the wind and the snow love
Will sing us their song
Zondag 13 januari 1974
Capullito De Alelí
Capullito De Alelí
Composer(s): Rafael Hernández
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists
Lindo capullo de alelí
Si tú supieras mi dolor
Correspondieras a mi amor
Y calmaras mi sufrir
Porque tú sabes que sin tí
La vida es nada para mí
Tú bien lo sabes
Capullito de aleli
No hay en el mundo para mí
Otro capullo de alelí
Que yo le brinde mi pasión
Y que le dé mi corazón
Porque tú eres la mujer
A quien he dado mi querer
Y te juré lindo alelí
Fidelidad hasta morir
Por eso yo te canto a tí
Mi capullito de alelí
Dame tu aroma seductor
Y un poquito de tu amor
Porque tú sabes que sin tí
La vida es nada para mí
Tú bien lo sabes
Capullito de alelí
Zondag 13 januari 1974
É Só Me Pedir
É Só Me Pedir
Composer(s): Astrud Gilberto
Performer(s): Astrud Gilberto
Eu tenho amor para dar
(eu tenho amor para dar)
E uma casa no mar
(e uma casa no mar)
E qualquer coisa que voce desejar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Seja no topo do céu
Ou lá no fundo do mar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Que eu vou procurar, que eu vou encontrar
P'ra te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz
P'ra te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz
Eu faço seja o que for, seja o que for
P'ra conquistar seu amor
Meu amorzinho me diz
(me diz, me diz)
Como te fazer feliz
E qualquer que voce desejar
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Seja no norte ou no sul
Seja vermelho ou azul
É só me pedir, é só me pedir
Que eu vou procurar, que eu vou encontrar
Pr'a te fazer feliz, pr'a te fazer feliz
Pr'a te fazer feliz, p'ra te fazer feliz
Zaterdag 12 januari 1974
The Coffee Song (They've Got an Awful Lot of Coffee in Brazil)
The Coffee Song (They've Got an Awful Lot of Coffee in Brazil)
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard - Dick Miles
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
(They've Got An Awful Lot Of Coffee Down In Brazil)
Way down among the Brazillians
Coffee beans grow by the billions
So they've got to find those extra cups to fill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil
You can't get cherry soda
"Cause they've got to sell their quota
And the way things are I guess they never will
They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil
No tea or tomato juice
You'll see no potato juice
"Cause the planters down in Santos all say No! No! No!
A politician's daughter
Was accused of drinking water
And was fineda great big fifty dollar bill
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil
Zaterdag 12 januari 1974
Captured By The Moment
Captured By The Moment
Composer(s): Bill Cuomo - Randy Goodrum - Steve Perry
Performer(s): Steve Perry
Where did he go
The man who said, I have a dream
Where have they gone
The four who sang, to let it be
Jackie's alone
She lost him one November day
L.A. motel
One sad mistake took Sam away
Oh remember then, remember when
Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away
Sweet Janis cried
Lord won't you buy a Benz for me
Jimmy was right
Castles made of sand slip to the sea
Oh remember then, remember when
Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away
Captured by the moment
Oh in the magic of a yesterday
Otis replied
A little tenderness we got to try
One open door
He tried to set the night on fire
Captured by the moment
In the magic of a yesterday
Captured by the moment
And I hope it never fades away
Captured by the moment
Oh in the magic of a yesterday
Zaterdag 12 januari 1974
E Se Domani
E Se Domani
((French Version: Les Nuits Sans Toi (Dalida) - 1965))
Composer(s): Carlo Alberto Rossi - Giorgio Calabrese
First release by: Fausto Cigliano - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
E se domani io non potessi rivedere te?
Mettiamo il caso che ti sentissi stanco di me
Quello che basta all'altra gente
Non mi darà nemmeno l'ombra della perduta felicità
E se domani, e sottolineo se
All'improvviso perdessi te
Avrei perduto il mondo intero, non solo te ....
Vrijdag 11 januari 1974
The Coffee Song
The Coffee Song
Composer(s): Tony Colton - Ray Smith
Performer(s): Cream
There's a full time reservation
Made in a bar at the railway station
And there's a story, a kind of fable
On a card at the corner table
On it is a message, been there some time
It starts off: "The coffee tasted so fine"
It says: "One day, this may find you
These few words may just remind you
We sat here together just to pass time
You said how the coffee tasted so fine"
It goes on to say: "I love you
If you should find this I must hear from you"
It gives a number but the name has faded away
All that is left are just the words: "Maybe someday"
That's the story and the fable
Never leave alone from a corner table
Vrijdag 11 januari 1974
Captured Angel
Captured Angel
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Found your heart
And lost your lover
Lick your wounds
And run for cover
Take your time
There'll be another
And don't make the same mistake twice
Unless you can pay the price
All the years
You spent in growing
End up one more
Line you're towing
Don't look know
Your age is showing
And its much too late
To turn back
You better pull in the slack
Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it
Sold your dreams
For sweet salvation
Left with righteous indignation
Now it seems that you face starvation
And nourishment doesn't come cheap
You better go back to sleep
Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it
Vrijdag 11 januari 1974
E Se
E Se
Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Francis Hime
Performer(s): Fleurine
and multiple other artists
E se o oceano incendiar
E se cair neve no sertão
E se o urubu cocorocar
E se o botafogo for campeão
E se o meu dinheiro não faltar
E se o delegado for gentil
E se tiver bife no jantar
E se o carnaval cair em abril
E se o telefone funcionar
E se o pantanal virar pirão
E se o Pão-de-açucar desmanchar
E se tiver sopa pro peão
E se o oceano incendiar
E se o Arapiraca for campeão
E se à meia-noite o sol raiar
E se o meu país for um jardim
E se eu convidá-la pra dançar
E se ela ficar assim assim
E se eu lhe entregar meu coração
E meu coração for um quindim
E se o meu amor gostar então
De mim
Donderdag 10 januari 1974
The Cocotte
The Cocotte
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Cole Porter; Alexis Smith
While the lucky ones stick together
With nothing to curse, but weather
Permit me to tell you of my sad fate
For due to my great discretion
In practising my profession
I suddenly wake up to find, I date
When ladies still had propriety
Women like me were covered with glory
But now since these damned society women
Invaded my territory
A busted, disgusted, cocotte am I
Just a flop from the top to the bottom I
While those fat "femmes du monde"
With the men, who once I owned
Flash around like hell-bound, hippopotomi
???? ???? ???? with their names on their cheques-appeal
To modern men, instead of sex, I now have ex-appeal
What will Ma say to me
When she sees I've turned out to be
Unannoyed, unemployed, cocotte
A cheated, defeated, cocotte am I
On the page, of this age, just a blot am I
Since the girls known as chic
Have invented new technique
I'm afraid, in my trade, not so hot am I
As ladies mock, make love all so delectable
The boys about, won't take me out
I'm too respectable
And on my tombstone, I trust
Will be written "excuse the dust"
Of a past, but a class cocotte
Donderdag 10 januari 1974
Captain's Table
Captain's Table
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot - Ruud Engelander
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Ik klem m'n handen om de reling
De kust verdwijnt, de boot drijft stil
Ik voel een vredig soort verveling
Ik ga, maar ik weet of ik wil
In de verte zie ik vaag het land nog
Een beetje zand, een beetje steen
Ik zwaai nog een keer met m'n hand, toch weet ik
Er is geen mens, ik ben alleen
Vaarwel, vaarwel
Misschien tot ziens
Het kan wel even duren voor ik weer terug ben
They asked me at the captain's table
I won't refuse, that's impolite
I feel a little bit unstable
What course will captain choose tonight
Vaarwel, vaarwel
Misschien tot ziens
Het kan wel even duren voor ik weer terug ben
They asked me at the captain's table
I won't refuse, that's impolite
I feel a little bit unstable
What course will captain choose tonight
Donderdag 10 januari 1974
É Preciso Saber Viver
