Maandag 5 juli 1993
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Zondag 4 juli 1993
Statesboro Blues
Statesboro Blues
Composer(s): Blind Willie McTell
First release by: Blind Willie McTell - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve, baby
To turn Uncle John from your door
I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues
I woke up this morning, I, a-had them Statesboro blues
Well I looked over in the corner baby
And grandpa seemed to have them too
Well, my mama died and left me
My papa died and left me
I ain't good lookin baby
But I'm someone sweet and kind
I'm goin to the country, baby do ya wanna go?
If you can't make it baby
Your sister Lucille said she'd wanna go
And I'd sure wanna take her
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen
Lord, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah
Treat her like a dog gone queen
Lord, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, well turn your lamp down low
You got no nerve, baby
To turn Uncle John from your door
Zondag 4 juli 1993
Hilversum III
Hilversum III
Performer(s): Herman Van Veen
Vroeger werd gezongen en gefloten in de straat
had de slagersjongen nog een opera paraat
de metselaar kon zingend op de steiger staan
de melkboer lengde fluitend zijn melk een beetje aan
Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem
Alle venters hadden eigen aria's
voor sprot en haring, voor begonia's
Zelfs in fabrieken kwam van overal
toch weer een liedje door de grote hal
Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem
Tussen het geratel van machines door
klonk in de confectie een mooi meisjeskoor
dromend van de prins van... weet ik veel
die ze zou ontvoeren naar zijn luchtkasteel
Hilversum III bestond nog niet
maar ieder had zijn eigen stem
Op elke steiger klonk een lied
van Paljas of Jeruzalem
Zaterdag 3 juli 1993
Je T'adore
Je T'adore
Composer(s): Niclas Kings - Lisa Greene - Niklas Bergwall - Kate Ryan
First performance by: Kate Ryan - 2006
Ah...
The sum of all my fantasies
That's everything you are to me
You came around and made my senses fly
Shook me up when you took me to the sky
Never thought that I could ever get this high
Je t'adore and I can't conceal it
Je t'adore, anyone can see it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, only you can break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
(Je t'adore)
Bye bye to all the lies I've heard
You made a different kind of girl
You spun me out and you made my senses fly
Shook me up when you took me to the sky
Never thought that I could ever get this high
Je t'adore and I can't conceal it
Je t'adore, anyone can see it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
Ooh yeah...
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, only you can break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
Ooh... je t'adore
You're the rush that I missed
Made a wish that I'd feel a kiss
Just like this
Je t'adore, yeah, you made me feel it
Je t'adore, and I really mean it
You give me just a little more
Of everything I've waited for
(Everything I've ever waited for)
Je t'adore, here's my heart, so take it
Je t'adore, baby, don't you break it
You got me fallen to the floor
Any way you want, I'm yours
(Oh...)
Je t'adore
Zaterdag 3 juli 1993
Hillman
Hillman
Composer(s): Benny Martin
Performer(s): Benny Martin
I slept on a dirt floor cold and damp
Strained my eyes by a coal oil lamp
Chopped up wood for a heatin' stove
Bathed in a tub behind the store
Hillman is nature's buddy
He'll walk bare-footed when the roads are muddy
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo
Every hillman that I've seen yet
He knows how to fiddle and to call a set
They all live happy till life is spent
And when they kick the bucket, it's an accident
Hillman is nature's buddy
He knows everything from a buck to a buzzard
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo
I judge my friends by the deeds they do
The side of a beef is a mountain dew
You can tell when a hillman's got his knot
He's got three cards on a cement block
Hillman ain't scared of trouble
He guards his life with a gun that's double
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Daddy worked hard for a dollar a day
He'll nap that total but he'll never behave
Friends play holes that Daddy dug
Want a bath, with a path, no shower, no tub
Hillman is nature's buddy
He'll walk bare-footed when the roads are muddy
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oo-oo
Hillman is nature's buddy
He knows everything from a buck to a buzzard
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-ooooh
Hillman ain't scared of trouble
He guards his life with a gun that's double
Hillman is nature's buddy-oo-oooh
Vrijdag 2 juli 1993
The Stately Homes Of England
The Stately Homes Of England
Composer(s): Noël Coward
Performer(s): Noël Coward
and multiple other artists
Lord Elder, Lord Borrowmere, Lord Sickert and Lord Camp
With ev'ry virtue, with ev'ry grace
Are what avails the sceptred race
Here you see the four of us
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed
We know how Caesar conquer'd Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball
Apart from this, our education
Lacks coordination
Tho' we're young and rather tentative
We're rip-re-presentative
Scions of a noble breed
We are the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately seems to have run to seed!
The stately homes of England how beautiful they stand
To prove the upper classes have still the upper hand
Tho' the fact they have to be rebuilt
And frequently mortgag'd to the hilt
Is inclin'd to take the gilt off the gingerbread
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son
But still we won't be beaten
We'll scrimp and screw and save
The playing fields of Eton have made us frightfully brave
And tho' if the Van Dykes have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein grand
We'll stand by the stately homes of England
Have you seen the pick of us
You may be heartily sick of us
Still with sense we're all imbued
Our homes command extensive views
And with assistance from the Jews
We have been able to dispose of
Rows and rows and rows of
Gainsboroughs and Lawrences
Some sporting prints of Aunt Florences
Some of which we rather rude
Altho' we sometimes flaunt our family conventions
Our good intentions
Mustn't be misconstrued
The stately homes of England we proudly represent
We only keep them up for Americans to rent
Tho' the pipes that supply the bathroom burst
And the lavat'ry makes you fear the worst
It was used by Charles the first (quite informally)
And later by George the fourth on a journey north
The state apartments keep their historical reknown
It's wiser not to sleep there in case they tumble down
But still if they ever catch on fire
Which with any luck they might
We'll fight for the stately homes of England
The stately homes of England tho' rather in the lurch
Provide a lot of chances for psychical research
There's a ghost of a crazy younger son
Who murder'd in thirteen fifty one
An extremely rowdy nun (who resented it)
And people who come to call
Meet her in the hall
The baby in the guest wing who crouches by the grate
Was wall'd up in the west wing in fourteen twenty eight
If anyone spots the Queen of Scots in a hand embroider'd shroud
We're proud of the stately homes of England
Vrijdag 2 juli 1993
Hillbilly Hollywood
Hillbilly Hollywood
Composer(s): Vince Melamed; Jim Photoglo
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
I can still remember my first guitar
Bright and shiny like a brand new car
Even took it with me when I went to school
And I practiced every day till I got real good
I learned every lick on the radio
From Wabash Cannon to Go Johnny Go
I majored in rhythm with a minor in blues
Then I hit the road with my blue suede shoes
And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
Hillbilly Hollywood
I played some bars where you never wanna go
From Oklahoma city down to Tupelo
My ears would be ringing like an old fire bell
When I'd lay me down in some cheap hotel
And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
Hillbilly Hollywood
And I pray before too long
They will hear my song
And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
Grand ole opry on a saturday night
Standing where my heroes stood
I dreamed grand old opry on a saturday night standing . .
Hillbilly Hollywood Hillbilly Hollywood Hillbilly Hollywood
Donderdag 1 juli 1993
Mum
Mum
Composer(s): Sergey Sukhomlin - Andrey Kostiugov
First performance by: Polina Smolova - 2006
All I tell you, Ma – my heart on fire
Say me no more that he's an arrant liar
I feel so safe 'cause I know he's good
The guys before him were a sort of junk food
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my dream
I beg you, Ma – some comprehension
We got like strangers due to the tension
Just remember yourself in your teens
And all years after, here is what it means:
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
Never say me, Mama, he is too dangerous
Love can make us broken, but it makes us fly
Let me love him, Mama, don't sigh, don't cry
Be my friend, oh Mama, the passion is right
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
Mama, Mama, Mama
Mama, Mama, Mama
Mama, Mama, Mama
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I miss him?
Mama, Mama, Mama
Yes, I need only him
Mama, Mama, Mama
Can't you see how I love him?
So by now my doubts are over
I know for sure that he's my...
I know for sure that he's my...
I know for sure that he's my dream
Donderdag 1 juli 1993
Hillbilly Girl With The Blues
Hillbilly Girl With The Blues
Composer(s): Lacy J. Dalton
Performer(s): Lacy J. Dalton
Friends I know darn well
That I'm headed straight for hell
If I keep on livin' the crazy way I do
But I really have to say
I have come a long, long way
For a hillbilly girl with the blues
If you think my songs too rough
Please recall the road's been tough
Do not judge me, Darlin' till you've worn my shoes
I have never tried to hide
How I really feel inside
I'm just a hillbilly girl with the blues
Someday soon I'll settle down
In some quiet little town
And I won't look back till I leave these blues behind
I'm gonna play my old guitar
Praise the Lord and pass the jar
I'm gonna seek myself a little peace of mind
Don't ya know these city lights
Can really blind a country girl
People often think she's too green to refuse
But there's nothin' worse than neon
When the mornin' sun shines through
To a hillbilly girl, to a hillbilly girl
To a hillbilly girl with the blues
With the blues
Woensdag 30 juni 1993
State Of The World
State Of The World
Composer(s): James Harris - Janet Jackson - Terry Lewis
Performer(s): Janet Jackson
Five A.M. rise and shine
To feed the baby before he starts to cry
No rest, no time to play
15, the mother is a runaway
No time for dreams or goals
Pressure is so strong
Her body she has sold so her child can eat
What is happening to this world we live in
In our home and other lands
Drugs and crime spreadin' on the streets
People can't find enough to eat
Now our kids can't go out and play
That's the state of the world today
Lil' Johnny all alone
His only friend, the doll he carries with him
Goes to school each and every day
To be teased because he has no place to stay
This young and homeless boy feels his life is
worthless
Instead of suicide he cries himself to sleep
And it's happenin' to this world we live in
There's got to be a better way
Drugs and crime spreadin' on the streets
People can't find enough to eat
Now our kids can't go out and play
That's the state of the world today
Can't give up hope now
Let's weather the storm together
Woensdag 30 juni 1993
Hill Country Rain
Hill Country Rain
Composer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Sometimes I just wake up hummin'
Feelin' like the world is right
Want to jump right up and run outside
And take in the morning light
And feel the music running through me
makes me want to dance
Clap my hands and dance
Sometimes it just takes my lady
To smile and make my day complete
And when she's touching me
I feel free and easy to be me
Lucky to be alive
Feelin' alright
Take a walk outside
People they tell me now,
You're living too fast
Slow down now Jerry boy
Take it easy let some of life pass
But I don't lnow no other way
Got to live it day to day
But if I die before my time
When I leave I'm leaving nothing behind
When I leave I'm leaving nothing behind
'Cause I got a feeling
Something that I can't explain
It's like dancing naked
In that high hill country rain
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
I'll get by best I can
Lovin' is my will to live
It makes me laugh
Want to sing and dance
Clap my hands, yeah!
Dinsdag 29 juni 1993
Sense Tu
Sense Tu
Composer(s): Joan Anton Rechi - Rafael Artesero
First performance by: Jenny - 2006
Mai abans m'he sentit al final del camí
I ara sé que és així
No hi ha res que puguem salvar
Ara sé que aquest cop he perdut la partida
Ha arribat el final
I sé que no hi ha solució
Buscaré una raó per sortir d'aquest món sense tu
Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel, he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
Són tan llargues les nits sola en el meu llit
Sense tu, sense tu
I no sé com puc escapar
Vull fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que sé que al final guanyaré
Oblidar-te em fa mal
Desentendre'm del que ha passat
És difícil saber que és molt dur el que m'espera
Sense tu al meu costat
Sé que no puc somiar
El passat ha passat i no torna
Cal que miri endavant, cal que aprengui a estimar
Sense tu
Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel, he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
Són tan llargues les nits sola en el meu llit
Sense tu, sense tu
I no sé com puc escapar
Vull fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que sé que al final guanyaré
Sense tu, sense tu
De sentir-me en el cel he anat a l'infern
Sense tu, sense tu
He perdut aquest joc, oblidant el que sóc
Sense tu, sense tu
Ara sé que puc escapar
Puc fugir de la realitat
Oblidar-me del meu passat, caminar sense més
Tot i que saps que al final, jo he guanyat
Sense tu, sense tu, sense tu
Dinsdag 29 juni 1993
Hi-Lili, Hi-Lo
Hi-Lili, Hi-Lo
Composer(s): Bronislau Kaper; Helen Deutsch
Performer(s): Leslie Caron & Mel Ferrer;
and various other artists
On every tree there sits a bird
Singing a song of love
On every tree there sits a bird
And every one I ever heard
Could break my heart
Without a word
Singing a song of love
A song of love is a sad song
Hi-li Hi-lili Hi-lo
A song of love is a song of woe
Don't ask me how I know
A song of love is a sad song
For I have loved and it's so
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili....Hi-lo
A tear for him, a tear for me
A tear for the love he swore
A tear for him and one for me
And one for under the tree
And one for wherever my love may be
And then I shall weep no more
A song of love is a sad song
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
A song of love is a song of woe
Don't ask me how I know
A song of love is a sad song
For I have loved and it's so
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili Hi-lo Hi-lo
Hi-lili Hi-lili....Hi-lo
Maandag 28 juni 1993
State Of Shock
State Of Shock
Composer(s): Michael Jackson - Randy Hansen
Performer(s): The Jacksons; Mick Jagger
Yeah, come on, babe
Gotta be mine
'Cause you're so fine
I like your style
It makes me wild
You take it to me good
Yeah, like you know you should
You get me on my knees
But please, baby, please
Listen
She looks so great
Everytime I see her face
She put me in a state
A state of shock
We're doin' it
Come on, babe
Come on, baby
Come on, let me hear it
She put me on my knees
Please, baby, please
I know you like to tease
But please, baby, please
You take it to me good
Like you know you should
I love the way you walk
And talk, baby, talk
Listen
She looks so great
Everytime I see her face
She put me in a state
A state of shock
She put me
Come over here
No, come over here
Talk, talk to me
You put me in
You know I really love you, babe
You know I really want you, mama
You got me paralyzed
You got me paralyzed, mama
You got me catatonic
You got me catatonic, baby
Got me supersonic
You got me supersonic, baby
I'm deep fried
You know I'm deep fried
Yeah, look what you've done to me
Look what you've done to me
Look what you've done to me
Yeah, I can hardly moved
You know, I need mouth to mouth resuscitation
Come on, baby
You know, I really love you, baby
You know, I really want you, mama
Yeah baby, just look at me, look at me
You got me
You got me, you got me, you got me in a state of shock
You got me in
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Oh, look at me
Uhhhhh....ahh!
Maandag 28 juni 1993
Hijos Del Rock 'N' Roll
Hijos Del Rock 'N' Roll
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Zas
La gente baila por las calles de América
vienen al mango zumbando en las autopistas
Nadie que se cope mal
nadie que los intente parar
son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Sus cuerpos salen despedidos de un estéreo
con ese afán terrible de alcanzar lo etéreo.
Me hago una pregunta hermano
por qué cuesta tanto ser feliz?
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
No te autocensures
la vida es un momento
pelá lo que tenés adentro
Es que si todos juntos
tocáramos el timbre
no habría que salir corriendo
No sufras tanto, nena
No pasa una, nena
no creo que pueda existir el infierno
La gente baila por las calles de América
Aún sin saber qué es lo que traen los "ochentas"
Ya no importa mucho eso
hay que aprovechar el envión
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
No te autocensures
la vida es un momento
pelá lo que tenés adentro
Es que si todos juntos
tocáramos el timbre
no habría que salir corriendo
No sufras tanto, nena
No pasa una, nena
no creo que pueda existir el infierno
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Son hijos del Rock 'n' Roll
Zondag 27 juni 1993
Without Your Love (André)
Without Your Love
Composer(s): Armen Martirosyan - Catherine Bekian
First performance by: André - 2006
Drumming hearts and your silent words of love
They still remain in the shades of night
Will you go? Will you ever save my storming soul?
I need to know
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, since I love you
Fly with me, take my wings and dream away
The stars will lead to the heavens' way
One's for sure:
There's a thousand ways to say goodbye
What you'll decide?
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, since I love you
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
Should I live, should I die without your love?
Should I smile, should I cry without your love?
Should I fall, should I fly without your love?
All I can is only living for you, breathing for you
What I lose, what I find without your love?
What I say, what I hide without your love?
What I have in my mind without your love?
Tell me what I have to do, because I love you
Zondag 27 juni 1993
Hijo, Te Quiero
Hijo, Te Quiero
Performer(s): José Feliciano
Creí que tu mismo abrirías la puerta
y al despertar me bastaría con tu mano abierta
talvez cometo un error al no apresurar este adiós
a la fuerza mía la venció el dolor
Te quiero hijo te quiero
el mundo esta primero
lo repite el viento que te llama hoy
Te quiero hijo te quiero
no dejes que el recuerdo
de este adulto necio vire tu timón
Llegó el momento de escuchar a la vida
vete muy lejos a donde no te alcancen mis heridas
vete a seguir el olor que despide un buen corazón
ve a pintarle al día todo tu color
Hijo te quiero, te quiero.....
Toda, toda mi alegría te la llevaste en tu andar
pero es hora de la vida y de tu felicidad
te quiero hijo te quiero
esta lágrima la brindo en la copa de mi amor
y que alumbre tu camino lo que dice mi canción
Te quiero, te quiero, sale a la vida
te quiero, te quiero adiós mi despedida
Zaterdag 26 juni 1993
State Of Confusion
State Of Confusion
Composer(s): Ray Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
Woke up in a panic
Like somebody fired a gun
I wish I could be dreaming
But the nightmare's just begun
There's flooding in the basement
There's water all around
There's woodworm in the attic
And the ceiling just fell down
I'm in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh)
I'm in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh)
All the dirty dishes
Are still in the kitchen sink
The tumble dryer's broken
Now the telly's on the blink
My girlfriend's packed her bags
And moved out to another town
She couldn't stand the boredom
When the video broke down
Don't know why I feel so bad
Is it the weather, or am I going mad?
Don't know why I feel this way
I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going
Can't cover up 'cause it's obviously showing
It's a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh)
We're in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh)
I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going
Should feel happy, should feel glad
I'm alive and it can't be bad
But back on planet Earth they shatter the illusion
The world's going 'round in a state of confusion
Standing on an island
In the middle of the road
Traffic either side of me
Which way will I go?
I should've stayed at home
I should have never come outside
Now I wish I never tried
To cross the other side
I'm in a state (state)
State of confusion (whooooh)
It's a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh)
Lyin' awake in a cold, cold sweat
Am I overdrawn, am I going in debt?
It gets worse, the older that you get
No escape from the state of confusion I'm in
State of confusion I'm in
Whooooh
Zaterdag 26 juni 1993
Hi-Jack
Hi-Jack
Composer(s): Fernando Arbex
Performer(s): Herbie Mann; Barrabas
Hijack your love
Hijack your love
Hijack your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oooooh
Hijack…your love
Hijack…your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
Ooo…ooo
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Ooooooh
Hijack…your love
Hijack…your love
I love it, I love, hijack
I love it, I love, hijack
I love it, I love, hijack
Hijack your love
Hijack your love
Hijack your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
I wanna steal your love
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Oh-oh-oh-oh…Hijack, hijack
Ooooooh
Hijack…your love
Hijack…your love
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
I wanna steal your love…Hijack
Vrijdag 25 juni 1993
Invincible (Carola)
