Donderdag 24 september 1970
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Midnight Ride
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Donderdag 24 september 1970
Orange Colored Sky
Orange Colored Sky
Composer(s): Milton DeLugg; William Stein
Performer(s): Nat "King" Cole;
and various other artists
I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-coloured sky
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Wonderful you came by
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-coloured view
Wham! Bam! Alakazam!
I got a look at you
One look and I yelled "Timber"
"Watch out for flying glass"
'Cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
"I've been hit, This is it, This is it!"
I was walking along minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Out of an orange-coloured sky
Woensdag 23 september 1970
Midnight Rambler
Midnight Rambler
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones
Covered by various other artists
Did you hear about the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go
Did you hear about the midnight rambler
The one that shut the kitchen door
He don't give a hoot of warning
Wrapped up in a black cat cloak
He don't go in the light of the morning
He split the time the cockerel crows
Talking about the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
Talking about the midnight gambler
Did you see him jump the garden wall
Sighing down the wind so sadly
Listen and you'll hear him moan
Talking about the midnight gambler
Everybody got to go
Did you hear about the midnight rambler
Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show
Well, I'm Talking about the midnight gambler
Yeah, everybody got to go
Well did you hear about the midnight gambler?
Well honey its no rock-in' roll show
Well I'm talking about the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that (repeat)
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Well you heard about the Boston...
It's not one of those
Well, Talking 'bout the midnight...sh...
The one that closed the bedroom door
I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger
The knife-sharpened tippie-toe...
Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler
You know, the one you never seen before
So if you ever meet the midnight rambler
Coming down your marble hall
Well he's pouncing like proud black panther
Well, you can say I, I told you so
Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler
Play it easy, as you go
I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows
Put a fist, put a fist through your steel-plated door
Did you hear about the midnight rambler
He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall
And did you hear about the midnight gambler
And did you see me make my midnight call
And if you ever catch the midnight rambler
I'll steal your mistress from under your nose
I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger
I'll stick my knife right down your throat, baby
And it hurts!
Woensdag 23 september 1970
Orange Cats
Orange Cats
Composer(s): Norm Hacking
Performer(s): Norm Hacking & Kirk Elliott
Best friends can come in lots of shapes and sizes
That's why they're always such wonderful surprises
Mine has four legs and a lot of orange fur
He tells me life is great with the world's loudest purr
His name is Syd and when his owner moved away
He came a-knocking at my door one day
He said "I sure need a home, oh, won't you let me in?
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends"
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
It's been nearly 20 years since he came to stay
He's been my best friend in so many ways
From a handsome young mouser to a wise old man
Syd, the orange cat, he's been my very best friend
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
Well, they're not in it for the food, not in it for the money
Just give their chin a scratch, let them sleep where it's sunny
You don't need a turtle or a gerbil or a bunny
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
'Cause orange cats make the very best friends
Dinsdag 22 september 1970
Midnight Mary
Midnight Mary
Composer(s): Artie Wayne; Ben Raleigh
Performer(s): Joey Powers;
Jerry Cole; The Rockin' Berries
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Your Daddy says I'm a bad boy
And you've no future with me
So we can only get together
By meeting secretly
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Just got a job on the railroad (diddy-dum-dum)
The work is hard and long (diddy-um-dum)
But I'm gonna build us a future
And show your Daddy he's wrong
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Soon as I have some money (diddy-dum-dum)
For a home and everything (diddy-um-dum)
We won't have to keep it a secret
That you've got my wedding ring
Meet me at midnight, Mary, same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary, and don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
(Don't let anyone) Don't let anyone know-oh-oh
Dinsdag 22 september 1970
Orange Blossom Special
Orange Blossom Special
Composer(s): Ervin T. Rouse
Performer(s): Bill Monroe;
and various other artists
Look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
Hey, look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
It's the Orange Blossom Special
Bringin' my baby back
Well, I'm going down to Florida
And get some sand in my shoes
Or maybe California
And get some sand in my shoes
I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues
Hey, talk about a-ramblin'
She's the fastest train on the line
Talk about a-travellin'
She's the fastest train on the line
It's that Orange Blossom Special
Rollin' down the seaboard line
Maandag 21 september 1970
Midnight Man
Midnight Man
Composer(s): Dickey Betts; Warren Haynes
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Got my snake skin britches, alligator shoes
money in my pocket, and a Memphis attitude
Wear my downtown Stetson with a silver on the crown
when I get started rolling baby, there ain't no slowing me down
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe
Got my six shooter, gonna shoot it up in the air
if it feels real good, I might shoot it just everywhere
Got my best mojo, and my hoochie coochie too
gonna put it all together gonna get after you
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man and I love you till the daylight babe
One thing's for certain since I been foolin' with you
my reputation's hurtin' and I don't know what to do
All of my little downtown girls, say I'm wasting time
there ain't no use to fight it, I just can't get you outta my mind
I'm your midnight man, guaranteed to love you like nobody can
I'm your midnight man, if you don't know by now, somehow I'm gonna make you understand
I'm your midnight man, and I love you till the daylight babe
Hey, midnight, midnight man
Maandag 21 september 1970
Orange Blossom Lane
Orange Blossom Lane
Composer(s): Peter de Rose;
Nick A. Kenny; Mitchell Parish
Performer(s): Glenn Miller;
Kay Kyser; Claude Thornhill
When I kissed you in Orange Blossom Lane
I could hear this heart of mine sing a refrain
I remember the moon was on the wane
It was time to say goodbye
And our song became a sigh
Where are the blossoms that hung on the bough?
Where are the love songs and where are you now?
I'll be waiting till you come back again
Just to kiss you in Orange Blossom Lane
Zondag 20 september 1970
Midnight Lullaby
Midnight Lullaby
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Originally performed by: Tom Waits
Covered by various other artists
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying
You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will
Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream...
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying
There's dew drops on the window sill, gumdrops in your head
Slipping into dream land, you're nodding your head, so dream...
Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles
'Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles
When you are much older, remember when we sat
At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat
And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream, and dream...
Zaterdag 19 september 1970
Midnight Lady
Midnight Lady
Performer(s): Chris Norman
You think love is a game
Love is a motion
Endless and so deep
Always emotion
I've got many ways
To reach tomorrow
Love will always grow
No pain, no sorrow
When you take me in your arms
You can break me with your heart
I feel the magic of your charm
Oh, you're tearing me apart
Midnight lady, love takes time
Midnight lady, it's hard to find
Midnight lady, I call your name
I know you can ease my pain
Midnight lady, just you and me
Midnight lady, eternaly
Midnight lady, I can fly in your arms
I'll get high
Magic touched my life
I'm still dreaming
Anything before has lost its meaning
Heaven in your eyes
My soul is on fire
Oh, my feelings grow, we can't go higher
Oh, I just want a girl
Baby, just to call my own
And I just wanna dream
I don't have to dream alone
Zaterdag 19 september 1970
O'Rafferty's Motor Car
O'Rafferty's Motor Car
Composer(s): Tommie Connor
Performer(s): Val Doonican
Now Dinny O'Rafferty's motor car is the greatest I declare
It's made up of bits and pieces that he's picked up here and there
The engine must be ages old, but it's still got lots of power
With a gallon of stout in the petrol tank it does ninety miles an hour
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now two of the wheels are triangular and the third one's off a pram
The fourth is the last remaining wheel from off a Dublin tram
The number plate's in Gaelic and the plug's won't even spark
And the chassis came off a tinker's cart that collapsed in Phoenix Park
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now go for a ride in that motor car and you'll end up with the shakes
The road from Cork to Dublin is a vale of pains and aches
When traffic lights turn red ahead, then you'd best jump out the door
For the moment that Dinny treads on the break, then his foot goes through the floor
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now if you could see the upholstery, then your eyes would start to pop
It's nothing but empty beer crates with a load of sacks on top
The windscreen's gone to Lord knows where and there's mothballs in the horn
And I reckon he'd only get half a quid if he took it to the pawn
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Now Dinny was driving around last week when the engine did the splits
It went up in smoke and nearly blew O'Connell Street to bits
They searched around for Dinny and found that he'd landed up by heck
Away on top of the GPO with his L-plates round his neck
What a wonderful motor car, it's the greatest ever seen
It used to be black as me father's hat, now it's forty shades of green
On TV and the radio and in every public bar
The burning question of the day is O'Rafferty's motor car
Vrijdag 18 september 1970
Midnight Hour
Midnight Hour
Composer(s): Rudy Martinez
Performer(s): Questionmark & the Mysterians
I wanna tell you 'bout a story
'bout girl from the railroad tracks, yeah
I wanna tell you 'bout a girl
that lives by the railroad tracks, aw
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie, yeah
I'm gonna take her to a dance, do the belly
Up and down, all night long
I'm gonna dance to the midnight hour
And baby that's no lie, oh no
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's right
Alright, listen to me now
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie
I'm gonna do everything in my power
To keep her in my life
She's so fine, she's mine all mine
And that's no lie, whoa yeah
Alright, no lie baby
Saturday night, yeah
Vrijdag 18 september 1970
Oración Caribe
Oración Caribe
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Oración Caribe, canto de los negros
oración Caribe, oración del mar
Piedad, piedad para el que sufre
piedad, piedad para el que llora
Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora
Piedad, piedad para el que sufre
piedad, piedad para el que llora
Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora
Un poco de calor en nuestra vida
y un poquito de luz en nuestra aurora
Donderdag 17 september 1970
Midnight Flyer
Midnight Flyer
Composer(s): Paul Craft
Performer(s): Eagles
and various other artists
Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
A Runaway Team Of Horses Ain't Enough To Make Me Stay
So Throw Your Rope On Another Man
And Pull Him Down Your Way
Make Him Into Someone Who Can Take The Place Of Me
Make Him Every Kind Of Fool You Wanted Me To Be
Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
Maybe I'll Go To Santa Fe, Maybe San Antone,
Any Town Is Where I'm Bound Any Way To Get Me Gone
Don't Think About Me, Never Let Me Cross Your Mind
'Cept When You Hear That Midnight Lonesome Whistle Whine
Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, Won't You Let Your Whistle Moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
I Paid My Dues And I Feel Like Trav'lin' On
Donderdag 17 september 1970
Oração De São Francisco
Oração De São Francisco
Composer(s): Padre Irala
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Senhor, fazei-me instrumento de vossa paz
Onde houver ódio que eu leve o amor
Onde houver ofensa que eu leve o perdão
Onde houver discórdia que eu leve união
Onde houver dúvida que eu leve a fé
Onde houver erro que eu leve a verdade
Onde houver desespero que eu leve a esperança
Onde houver tristeza que eu leve alegria
Onde houver trevas que eu leve a luz
Oh! Mestre, fazei que eu procure mais
Consolar que ser consolado
Compreender que ser compreendido
Amar que ser amado
Pois é dando que se recebe
É perdoando que se é perdoado
E é morrendo que se vive
Para a vida eterna
Woensdag 16 september 1970
Midnight Cruiser
Midnight Cruiser
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Originally performed by: Steely Dan
Felonius my old friend
Step on in and let me shake your hand
So glad that you're here again
For one more time
Let your madness run with mine
Streets still unseen we'll find somehow
No time is better than now
Tell me where are you driving
Midnight cruiser
Where is your bounty
Of fortune and fame
I am another
Gentlemen loser
Drive me to Harlem
Or somewhere the same
The world that we used to know
People tell me it don't turn no more
The places we used to go
Familiar faces that ain't smilin' like before
The time of our time has come and gone
I fear we been waiting too long
Tell me where are you driving
Midnight cruiser
Where is your bounty
Of fortune and fame
I am another
Gentlemen loser
Drive me to Harlem
Or somewhere the same
Woensdag 16 september 1970
Ora Che Sei Gia' Una Donna
Ora Che Sei Gia' Una Donna
Composer(s): Mogol; Pattacini
Performer(s): Bobby Solo
Ora che sei
sei già una donna
tu non hai più bosogno di me
Tu mi guardi come se fossi
solo un amico e niente di più
Ora che sei
sei già una donna
tu non hai più bisogno di me
Mi sorridi
come a un amico
un vecchio amico e nulla più
Dinsdag 15 september 1970
Midnight Cowboy
Midnight Cowboy
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Jack Gold
Performer(s): Johnny Mathis
(Midnight cowboy, midnight cowboy)
(He's a lonesome midnight cowboy)
Once his hopes were high as the sky
Once a dream was easy to buy
Soon his eager fingers are burned
Soon life's lonely lessons are learned
Hearts are made for caring
Life is made for sharing
Love is all that's left in the end
(Midnight cowboy, midnight cowboy)
(He's a lonesome midnight cowboy)
Hearts are made for caring
Life is made for sharing
Love is all that's left in the end
Love can turn the tide for a friend
Love can hold a dream together
Love is all
Dinsdag 15 september 1970
Opzij
Opzij
Composer(s): Herman van Veen; Erik van der Wurff
Performer(s): Herman van Veen
Opzij opzij opzij, maak plaats maak plaats maak plaats
Wij hebben ongelofelijke haast
Opzij opzij opzij, want wij zijn haast te laat
We hebben maar een paar minuten tijd
We moeten rennen, springen, vliegen, duiken, vallen, opstaan en weer doorgaan
We kunnen nu niet blijven, we kunnen nu niet langer blijven
Een andere keer misschien, dan blijven we wel slapen
En kunnen dan misschien als het echt moet
Wat over koetjes, voetbal en de lotto praten
Nou dag tot ziens, adieu het gaat je goed
We moeten rennen, springen, vliegen, duiken, vallen, opstaan en weer doorgaan
We kunnen nu niet blijven, we kunnen nu niet langer blijven
Een andere keer misschien, dan blijven we wel slapen
En kunnen dan misschien als het echt moet
Wat over koetjes, voetbal en de lotto praten
Nou dag tot ziens, adieu het gaat je goed
Maandag 14 september 1970
Midnight Confessions
