Zaterdag 31 maart 1973
Cab Driver
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Cab Driver
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers; Gatlin Brothers; Squeeze-bot
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Zaterdag 31 maart 1973
Gypsy Woman
Gypsy Woman
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield
Performer(s): Curtis Mayfield
From nowhere through the caravan
Round the campfire light
Lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
that hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She danced around and round
Guitar's melody
From the fire her face was aglow
How she enchanted me
I'd like to hold her near
And kiss her hair and whisper in her ear
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
Hated to see her go
Knowing that she'll never know
that I love her
that I love her
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
That's Happiness
That’s Happiness
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - Harry Coleman - Paul Klein
Performer(s): Alma Cogan; Marion Ryan
The way you say hallo and smile at me each time we meet
The way you take my hand and walk beside me down the street
The way you say you need me
That’s happiness
The way you speak my name and make it sound just like a sigh
The way you cheer me up when fortune seems to pass me by
The way you say you want me
That’s happiness
The many tender things you’ve told me
The gentle kisses that we shared
The way your arms were meant to hold me
Each time that I begin to cry
Although it well may be you’ll never be a millionaire
It wouldn’t bother me as long as you are always there
Just to know you love me
That’s happiness
Although it well may be you’ll never be a millionaire
It wouldn’t bother me as long as you are always there
Just to know you love me
That’s happiness
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
Ça, C'est Paris
Ça, C'est Paris
Composer(s): José Padilla - Lucienne Boyer - Jacques Charles
Performer(s): Mistinguett
and multiple other artists
Paris c'est une blonde
Qui plaît à tout le monde
Le nez retroussé l'air moqueur
Les yeux toujours rieurs
Tous ceux qui la connaissent
Grisés par ses caresses
S'en vont mais reviennent toujours
Paris à tes amours!
La petite vogue de Paris
Malgré ce qu'on en dit
A les mêmes attraits qu'Hollywood
Oui mais...
Elle possède à ravir
La manière de s'en servir
Elle a perfectionné la façon de se donner
Ça, c'est Paris!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Paris c'est une blonde
Qui plaît à tout le monde
Le nez retroussé l'air moqueur
Les yeux toujours rieurs
Tous ceux qui la connaissent
Grisés par ses caresses
S'en vont mais reviennent toujours
Paris à ton amour!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
Gypsy Wind
Gypsy Wind
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
I still recall the place
When I first felt your gypsy wind
Playing on my face
That summer's long since gone
But gypsy winds have ways of staying on
Voices from our past
Still insist on arguing
That love will never last
And though our hearts may turn
It's only when you listen
that you learn
And I wonder at the ways
The strands of love meander
Through our close and distant days
The blood of passion plays
Burns our thirsty souls
And chases reason far away...
Far away...
And still your gypsy wind
Will soothe my soul and call me
back again
Growing wise with age
We come to see the printing
Through the pictures on the page
Though something's always lost
The gain is always tempered by the cost
And I wonder at the ways
The strands of love meander
Through our close and distant days
The blood of passion plays
Burns our thirsty souls
And chases reason far away...
Far away...
And still your gypsy wind
Will soothe my soul and call me back again
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
That's Good! That's Bad!
That's Good! That's Bad!
Composer(s): Ervin Drake - Jimmy Shirl
Performer(s): George Jones
and multiple other artists
Yes, I still love you (That's good)
But I've got doubts about us (That's bad)
Still I don't know if it's in me to leave you (Ah honey, that's good)
It would be the worst break my heart ever had
We still have something (And it's good)
Though I do feel it's slipping (Ah, that's bad)
But I'll try like to devil to save it (Ah, that's good)
I'd sure miss that ol' feeling we had
We thought of this love to last
We're falling apart and that's sad
We've got to get it back together we're losing our love
That's good, that's bad
We could go to the bedroom (That's good)
It's been too long since we've been there (Honey, that's bad)
We might break down this wall that's between us
And bring back the good love we had
We thought of this love to last
We're falling apart and that's sad
We've got to get it back together we're losing our love
That's good, that's bad
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
Chit Akins, Make Me A Star
Chit Akins, Make Me A Star
Composer(s): Don Bowman
Performer(s): Don Bowman
Nobody knows where he came from
They don't know how he got in
But Nashville won't forget the day
That he walked right in to RCA
With a guitar.....and a grin
Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star?
Oh, I tell you I am somethin' else with this guitar
Really! I mean, listen, you don'tknow what you're missin'
Just listen
I mean just lis-ten to this...
... Ain't that fierce? Ain't that intense?
The crowd began to gather
To watch the fun begin
With his cowboy boots and his coveralls
His one-way ticket from Cedar Falls
That big guitar.... and a grin
Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star?
I mean me being such a gas with this guitar
Listen, would you believe I ain't even got your correspondence course yet
That's hard to believe, ain't it?
S'true! Never had a lesson
Never! And just listen
Just lis-ten here...
Everybody seemed to like him
So the Company took him in
Background music is all he plays
He's on all them records from RCA
With his guitar... and his grin
Hey, Chit Akins
How come it is I never get to play by myself, huh?
I mean, you get to play by yourself
How come I don't never get to play with some o' them big symphonies like you do, huh?
How come, Chit? How 'bout when the swellin' goes down in my fingers?
Then can I? Huh, Chit?
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
Ça Vient Sans Qu'on Y Pense
Ça Vient Sans Qu'on Y Pense
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Jacques Plante
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
La pluie
Frappe à la fenêtre
L'ennui
Dans nos cœurs pénètre
Les nuits
Sont plus longues que les jours
Où sont
Nos jolies vacances
Frissons
De l'eau bleue qui danse
Chansons
Et soleil sur nos amours
Ça vient sans qu'on y pense
Soudain ça recommence
Et rien, rien n'est jamais perdu d'avance
Sans bruit ça se prépare
Et puis sans crier gare
Ça vient quand on n'y croyait plus
C'est vrai
La saison est moche
Je n'ai
Plus un sou en poche
Faudrait
Un miracle du bon Dieu alleluia
Mais toi
Ça te fait sourire
Je vois
Que tu vas me dire
Mais pourquoi
Prends-tu l'argent au sérieux?
Ça vient sans qu'on y pense
Soudain ça recommence
Et rien, rien n'est jamais perdu d'avance
Sans bruit ça se prépare
Et puis sans crier gare
Ça vient quand on n'y croyait plus
Un jour
Comme une tornade
Au cours
D'une promenade
L'amour
S'est abattu sur nous deux
D'abord
On n'y prend pas garde
Le tort
C'est qu'on se regarde
Dès lors
Tout se passe dans nos yeux
Ça vient sans qu'on y pense
Soudain ça recommence
Et rien, rien n'est jamais perdu d'avance
Sans bruit ça se prépare
Et puis sans crier gare
Ça vient quand on n'y croyait plus
Des mots
J'en ai dans ma tête
Bien trop
Pour ma chansonnette
Un flot
Qui n'a rime ni raison
Souvent
Je l'avoue je planche
Devant
Une page blanche
Mais comment
Vais-je écrire ma chanson?
Ça vient sans qu'on y pense
Soudain ça recommence
Et rien, rien n'est jamais perdu d'avance
Sans bruit ça se prépare
Et puis sans crier gare
Ça vient quand on n'y croyait plus ...
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
Gypsy Love Song
Gypsy Love Song
Composer(s): Victor Herbert; Henry Bache Smith
Performer(s): Connee Boswell;
and various other artists
The birds of the forest are calling for thee
And the shades and the glades are lonely
Summer is there with her blossoms fair
And you are absent only
No bird That nests in the greenwood tree
But sighs to greet you and kiss you
All the violets yearn, yearn for your safe return
But most of all I miss you
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart
Dream of the field and the grove
Can you hear me, hear me in that dreamland
Where your fancies rove
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart
Wild little woodland dove
Can you hear the love song that tells you
All my heart's true love
The fawn that you tamed has a look in its eyes
That doth say, "We are too long parted"
Songs that are trolled by our comrades old
Are not now as they were light hearted
The wild rose fades in the leafy shades
Its ghost will find you and haunt
All the friends say come, come to your woodland home
And most of all I want you
Woensdag 28 maart 1973
That's For Me
That’s For Me
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Richard Rodgers
Performer(s): Dick Haymes
I saw you standing in the sun and you were something to see
I know what I liked and I liked what I saw
And I said to myself, that’s for me
A lovely morning, I remarked, and you were quick to agree
You wanted to walk and I nodded my head
As I breathlessly said, that’s for me
I left you standing under stars, the day’s adventures are through
There’s nothing for me but the dream in my heart
And the dream in my heart, that’s for you
Oh my darling, that’s for you
I left you standing under stars, the day’s adventures are through
There’s nothing for me but the dream in my heart
And the dream in my heart, that’s for you
Oh my darling, that’s for you
Woensdag 28 maart 1973
Ça Va Pas Changer Le Monde
Ça Va Pas Changer Le Monde
((Dutch Version: Antwârpe ... Ik Vind Oe Prachtig (by De Strangers))
Composer(s): Joe Dassin - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle - Vito Pallavicini
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
and multiple other artists
C'est drôle, tu es partie
Et pourtant tu es encore ici
Puisque tout me parle de toi
Un parfum de femme, l'écho de ta voix
Ton adieu, je n'y crois pas du tout
C'est un au revoir, presqu'un rendez-vous...
Ça va pas changer le monde
Il a trop tourné sans nou
Il pleuvra toujours sur Londres...
ça va rien changer du tout
Qu'est-ce que ça peut bien lui faire
Une porte qui s'est renfermée?
On s'est aimés, n'en parlons plus
Et la vie continue
Ça va pas changer le monde
Que tu changes de maison
Il va continuer, le monde
Et il aura bien raison
Les poussières d'une étoile
C'est Ça qui fait briller la voie lactée...
On s'est aimés, n'en parlons plus
Et la vie continue
Ça va pas changer le monde
Ça va pas le déranger
Il est comme avant, le monde
C'est toi seule qui as changé
Moi, je suis resté le même
Celui qui croyait que tu l'aimais...
c'était pas vrai, n'en parlons plus
Et la vie continue
Woensdag 28 maart 1973
Gypsy Davy
Gypsy Davy
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie;
and various other artists
It was late last night when the boss come home
askin' about his lady
the only answer he received, "She's gone with the
gypsy Davy, gone with the gypsy Davy"
"Go saddle for me my buskin' horse
and a hundred dollars saddle
point out to me their wagon tracks
and after them I'll travel, after them I'll ride"
Well, I had not rode 'til the midnight moon
when I saw the campfire gleaming
I heard the notes of the big guitar
and the voice of the gypsy singin'
that song of the gypsy Dave
There in the light of the camping fire
I saw her fair face beaming
her heart in tune with the big guitar
and the voice of the gypsy singing
that song of the gypsy Dave
Have you forsaken your house and home
have you forsaken your baby
have you forsaken your husband dear
to go to the gypsy Dave
and sing with the gypsy Dave
that song of the gypsy Dave
Yes, I've forsaken my husband dear
to go with the gypsy Davy
and I've forsaken my mansion high
but not my blue-eyed baby
not my blue-eyed babe
Take off take off your buskin'gloves
made of Spanish leather
give to me your lily-white hand
We'll ride back home together
and we'll ride home again
No, I won't take off my buskin' gloves
they're made of Spanish leather
I'll go my way from day to day
and sing with the gypsy Davy
that song of the gypsy Dave
that song of the gypsy Dave
Dinsdag 27 maart 1973
That's Entertainment!
That's Entertainment!
Composer(s): Howard Dietz - Arthur Schwartz
First performance by: Jack Buchanan, Nanette Fabray, Oscar Levant, Fred Astaire - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists
The clown with his pants falling down
Or the dance that's a dream of romance
Or the scene where the villain is mean
That's entertainment!
The lights on the lady in tights
Or the bride with the guy on the side
Or the ball where she gives him a roar
That's entertainment!
The plot can be hot, simply teeming with sex
A gay divorcee who is after her ex
It can be Oedipus Rex
Where a chap kills his father
And causes a lot of bother
The clerk who is thrown out of work
By the boss who is thrown for a loss
By this girl who is doing him dirt
The world is a stage
The stage is a world of entertainment!
It might be a fight like you see on the screen
A swain getting slain for the lot of a queen
Some great Shakespearean scene
Where a ghost and a prince meet
And everyone ends in mincemeats
The gag may be waving the flag
That began with a mystical hand
Hip hooray, the American way
The world is a stage
The stage is a world of entertainment!
Dinsdag 27 maart 1973
Ça Va Je T'aime
Ça Va Je T'aime
Composer(s): R.O. Moseley
Performer(s): France Gall
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Je suis contente pour nous deux
On a tout, tout pour être heureux
Et quand tu me dis que tu ne peux pas
Te passer de moi, je me dis tant mieux
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Tous les mots d'amour que tu inventes
Jamais je ne les oublierai
Si tu les a dis à d'autres avant moi
Tu sais quand même me faire rêver
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Mon cœur te sera fidèle
Au long des jours et des jours
Ma vie sera belle, de plus en plus belle
Car tu m'as fait découvrir l'amour
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Mon cœur te sera fidèle
Au long des jours et des jours
Ma vie sera belle, de plus en plus belle
Car tu m'as fait découvrir l'amour
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va je t'aime
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va tu m'aimes
Ça va, ça va, ça va, ça va on s'aime
Oui ça va très bien
Dinsdag 27 maart 1973
You Gotta Have A Gimmick
You Gotta Have A Gimmick
Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim
Performer(s): Faith Dane;
and various other artists
Mazeppa:
You can pull all the stops out
Till they call the cops out
Grind your behind till you're bend
But you gotta get a gimmick
If you wanna get a hand
You can sacrifice your sacharo
Working in the back row
Bump in a dump till you're dead
Kid you gotta have a gimmick
If you wanna get ahead
You can uh...
You can uh...
You can uh...uh...uh...
That's how Burlesque was born
So I uh...and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with a horn...
Once I was a Schleppa
Now I'm Miss Mazzeppa
With my revolution in dance
You gotta have a gimmick
If you wanna have a chance!
Electra:
She can uh... She can uh...
She can uh...uh...uh...
They'll never make her pitch
Me, I uh... and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with a switch
I'm electrifying
And I ain't even trying
I never had to sweat to get paid
'Cause if you got a gimmick
Gypsy girl, you got it made
Tessie Tura:
All them uh and then uh...
And that uh...uh...uh...
Ain't gonna spell success
Me, I uh... and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with finesse
Lady Tura is so much more then purer
Than all them other ladies because
You gotta get a gimmick
If you wanna get applause
All:
Do something special
Anything special
And you'll get better because
Come on and just do mimic
When you gotta gimmick
Take a look how different we are!
Electra:
If you wanna make it
Twinkle while you shake it
Tura:
If you wanna grind it
Wait till you refined it
Mazeppa:
If you wanna stump it
Bump it with a trumpet!
All:
Get yourself a gimmick and you too
Can be a star!
Maandag 26 maart 1973
That's Entertainment
That's Entertainment
Composer(s): Paul Weller
First release by: The Jam - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists
A police car and a screaming siren
A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking, I say that's entertainment
That's entertainment
A smash of glass and the rumble of boots
An electric train and a ripped up 'phone booth
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tomcat
Lights going out and a kick in the balls, I say that's entertainment
That's entertainment
Days of speed and slow time Mondays
Pissing down with rain on a boring Wednesday
Watching the news and not eating your tea
A freezing cold flat and damp on the walls, I say that's entertainment
That's entertainment
Waking up at 6 a.m. on a cool warm morning
Opening the windows and breathing in petrol
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard
Watching the tele and thinking about your holidays, that's entertainment
That's entertainment
Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume
A hot summer's day and sticky black tarmac
Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were faraway, that's entertainment
That's entertainment
Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
Getting a cab and travelling on buses
Reading the graffitti about slashed seat affairs,I say that's entertainment
That's entertainment
Maandag 26 maart 1973
Ça S'est Passé Un Dimanche
Ça S'est Passé Un Dimanche
Composer(s): Jean Boyer - George Van Parys
Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier; Francis Lemarque
Elle avait tout pour lui plaire
Il avait tout pour lui plaire aussi
Mais elle habitait à Bécon-Les-Bruyères
Et lui demeurait à Bercy
Il suffisait qu'le dieu de l'amour
Les fissent se rencontrer
Cette rencontre eut lieu un beau jour
J'vais vous la raconter
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
Elle avait sa robe blanche
Lui son nique poker à carreau
Il avait également des p'tits yeux rigolos
Et une langue qu'était pas dans sa manche
Si bien qu'il invita la jolie dactylo
A s'cacher du soleil sous les branches
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
La demoiselle était sage
Sur l'herbe elle refusa de s'assoir
Mais son cœur battait très fort sous son corsage
Elle lui jura de le revoir
Elle le revit toute la belle saison
Un merle m'a conté
On n'voyait qu'eux sous les troncs
Des ormes et même qu'elle a fauté
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
Elle avait sa robe blanche
Lui son nique poker à carreau
Mais au jeu de l'amour
Elle gagna bientôt un peu plus de rondeur dans les hanches
Puisque pour notre France il nous faut des marmots lui dit-il
C'est pas l'moment qu'tu flanches
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
Pour que l'enfant ait un père
Le père étant un homme censé
Ne trouva r'ien d'mieux que d'épouser la mère
C'est rien mais fallait y penser
Il n'y pensa que quinze ans plus tard
C'est pour cette raison là
Le jour des noces on vit leur moutard
Qui dansait la java
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
C'est dans une baraque en planche
Qu'on baptise au printemps Caboulo
Et pendant qu'les copains après les p'tits gâteaux
Faisaient une belote en trois manches
Afin d'revoir l'endroit de leur premier béco
Ils s'enfuirent tous les deux sous les branches
Ça s'est passé un dimanche
Un dimanche au bord de l'eau
C'est tout!
Maandag 26 maart 1973
You'll Never Get Away From Me
You'll Never Get Away From Me
Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim
Performer(s): Bette Middler;
and various other artists
Rose:
You'll never get away from me
You can climb the tallest tree
I'll be there somehow
True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat"
But a little thing like that
couldn't stop me now
I couldn't get away from you
even if you told me to
so go on and try
Just try and you're gonna see
how you're gonna not at all
get away from me
Herbie: Rose, I love you, but don't count your chickens
Rose: Come dance with me
Herbie: I warn you that I'm no Boy Scout
Rose: Relax awhile, come dance with me
Herbie: So don't think that I'm easy pickin'
Rose: The music's so nice
Herbie: Rose, 'cause I just may some day pick up and pack out
Rose: Oh, no you don't. No, not a chance
No arguments, shut up and dance
Rose:
You'll never get away from me
You can climb the tallest tree
I'll be there somehow
True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat"
Rose & Herbie: But a little
Herbie: thing like that
couldn't stop me now
Rose & Herbie: I couldn't get away from you,
even if I wanted to
Rose: Well, go on and try
Just try
Herbie: Ah, Rose
Rose: and you're gonna see
Herbie: Ah, Rose
Rose: how you're gonna not at all
Rose & Herbie: get away from me
Zondag 25 maart 1973
That's Amore
That's Amore
((French Version: C'est L'amore (Frank Michael) - 2008))
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Jack Brooks
First release by: Dean Martin - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists
(In Napoli where love is King, when boy meets girl, here's what they say)
When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreamin', signore
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
Bells will ring
ting-a-ling-a-ling
ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Vita bell-vita bella
Hearts will play
tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (that's amore)
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreaming, signore
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore
Amore
That's amore
Zondag 25 maart 1973
Ça Sent Si Bon La France
