Woensdag 23 november 1977
Crow
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Woensdag 23 november 1977
Jazz Baby
Jazz Baby
Composer(s): Blanche Merrill; M.K. Jerome
Performer(s): Marion Harris;
and various other artists
My daddy was a rag-time trombone player
My mammy was a rag-time cabaret-er
They met one day at a tango tea
There was a syncopated wedding
And then came me
Folks think the way I walk is a fad
But it's just a birthday present from my mammy and dad
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
I wanna be jazzin' all the time
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
Full of jazzbo harmony
Ya' know, that Walk the Dog and Ball the Jack
That caused all the talk
Well, that's just a copy of the way I nat'chally walk
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby
Little jazz baby that's me
Rocked to sleep while my cradle went to and fro
To and fro to the tune of the Tickle-toe
Ever since I started in to growing
I loved to hear the music playin'
See my dear old mammy swayin'
Jazz, jazz; that's all I ever knew
All day long
Whoo! I never would get through
Jazz, jazz
That's all I wanna do
Play me a little jazz
'Cause I'm a Jazz Baby!
Little Jazz Baby that's all
Dinsdag 22 november 1977
This Year's Girl
This Year's Girl
Composer(s): Elvis Costello
Performer(s): Elvis Costello
See her picture in a thousand places
'cause she's this year's girl
You think you all own little pieces
of this year's girl
Forget your fancy manners
forget your English grammar
'cause you don't really give a damn
about this year's girl
Still you're hoping that she's well spoken
'cause she's this year's girl
You want her broken with her mouth wide open
'cause she's this year's girl
Never knowing it's a real attraction
all these promises of satisfaction
while she's being bored to distraction
being this year's girl
Time's running out. She's not happy with the cost
There'd be no doubt, only she's forgotten
much more than she's lost
A bright spark might corner the market
in this year's girl
You see yourself rolling on the carpet
with this year's girl
Those disco synthesizers
those daily tranquilizers
those body building prizes
those bedroom alibis
all this, but no surprises for this year's girl
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl
Dinsdag 22 november 1977
Crossword Puzzle
Crossword Puzzle
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
First release by: Dana - 1972
Isn't life a little bit like a crossword puzzle?
Giving you lots of trouble
I'm scratching my head to find the clues
In the black and white that make up yesterday's news
And my crossword puzzle is keeping me in a muddle
And just as I think I've got it working out
I've not
Waa....
We've had our crossword or two
Me and you
I guess I chose the wrong letters
when I said I'd stay with you
for better or for worse
Isn't life a little bit like a crossword puzzle?
Words have a double meaning
Some you can win and some you lose
That's the name of the game
But still I'm confused
By my crossword puzzle
It's keeping me in a muddle
And just as I think I've got it working out
I've not
Waa....
Dinsdag 22 november 1977
Jazz À Gogo
Jazz À Gogo
Composer(s): Alain Goraguer
Performer(s): France Gall
Après le bop slow
Pour que ça reste chaud
Je sais ce qu'il nous faut
C'est du jazz à gogo
Tout ceux qui l'aime bien
Et moi qui l'aime bien
On va chanter ensemble
Pourvu que ça balance
O.K. pour la guitare
O.K. pour la batterie
Et pour la contrebasse
Et le piano aussi
Tout ceux qui l'aime bien
Et moi qui l'aime bien
On va danser ensemble
Pourvu que ça balance
Et dans tous les pays
De New-York à Paris
Parlons la même langue
Le jazz mène la danse
Maandag 21 november 1977
This World Today Is A Mess
This World Today Is A Mess
Performer(s): Donna Hightower
What you do and what you say
Has alot to do in how you live today
What you want and what you make
Everybody knows it's only what you take
What you see and what you hear
When it comes around again it's never clear
You say yes they say no
Everyone is talking everywhere you go
You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
Never do to others what they do to you
Try to find another way to make it through
What I say is what I know
Try to get a favor going door to door
You stop and pray,it's out of style
To get a step ahead it takes a hundred miles
What I say is what I know
Try to get a favor going door to door
You stop and pray you know that's out of style
To get a step ahead it takes a hundred miles
You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
You'd better do it to them before they do it to you
What you do and what you say
Has alot to do in how you live today
What you want and what you make
Everybody knows it's only what you take
And now what you see and what you hear
When it comes around again it's nota going
To be the same again
Because,you say yes and they say no
Everyone is talking and talkin' blah blah
Everywhere you go
And you know somethin'
You try to give another man a helping hand
You know what he is going to do?
He gonna take your kindness for a weaker stand
You try do to others what they do to you
Forget it,it's going to be some other kind of thing
Try to find another way to make it through
You try to give another man a helping hand
He will take your kindness for a weaker stand
Never do to others what they do to you
Try to find another way to make it through...
Maandag 21 november 1977
Cross-Tie Walker
Cross-Tie Walker
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Paul Johnson
I went down to the station, just to take a ride
I went down to the station, just to take a ride
Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind
Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band
I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand
And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train
Train, train, train, train
Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down
Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down
I'm just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run
Run, run, run, run
If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time
If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time
'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line
Run, run, run, run
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm....
Maandag 21 november 1977
Javanaise Remake
Javanaise Remake
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Marc Lavoine
J'avoue
J'en ai
Bavé
Pas vous
Love
Avant
D'avoir
Eu vent
De vous
Love
À votre
Avis
Qu'avons-
Nous vu
Love
De vous
À moi
Vous m'a-
Vez eu
Love
Hélas
Avril
En vain
Me voue
Love
J'avais
Envie
De voir
En vous
Love
La vie
Ne vaut
D'être
Vécue
Love
Mais c'est
Vous qui
L'avez
Voulu
Love
Navré
D'avoir
Ouvert
Mes veines
Love
Pour une vraie
Sava
lavo
Paveu
Love
Zondag 20 november 1977
Dream Blues
Dream Blues
Composer(s): Gertrude "Ma" Rainey
Performer(s): Ma Rainey
Had a dream last night
And the night before
Had a dream last night
And the night before
Gonna get drunk tonight
I won't dream no more
In my bed
Didn't treat me right
Lord, I dreamed my man
Didn't treat me right
Like my poor dead Father
And walked the streets all night
I saw my man
Fall on his knees and cry
Thought I saw my man
Fall on his knees and cry
Take me back, Mama
Or else I'll die
Lord, I wonder
What am I to do
Lord, Lord, I wonder
What am I to do
When everybody's
Gonna mistreat you
My heart is achin'
Mama feel like cryin'
Lord, my heart is achin'
Mama feels like cryin'
Yes, I had a bad dream last night
Mama don't mind dyin'
Zondag 20 november 1977
Cross Roads In Your Heart
Cross Roads In Your Heart
Composer(s): Luther Dixon; George Kerr
Performer(s): The Shirelles
Hey baby, I should have known from the very start
That this love we had didn't last
You got crossroads in your heart
They're goin' north yeah yeah oh
They're goin' north, south, east & west
I thought your love was true
And now my love will never do
Hey hey baby, hey hey baby
I found out, without a doubt
You got crossroads in your heart
You went north to get a little kissin'
You went south to get a few hugs
You went east to get what you were missin'
You went west to get my love
Hey hey baby, hey hey baby
Hey hey baby
You got crossroads in your heart
Go north, north & south, go east, east & west
You know right right right from wrong
And lovin' you, I do love every
Hey hey baby, hey hey baby
I found out, without a doubt
You got crossroads in your heart
Go north, north & south, go east, east & west
You know right right right from wrong
And lovin' you, I do love every
(repeat):
Hey hey baby
Zondag 20 november 1977
J'Avais Un Fils
J'Avais Un Fils
Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
J'avais un fils, un drôle de fils
Dans une vie, une autre vie
Bizarre, et décousue
Comme le temps perdu
A se chercher des mots
Qui changeraient la vie
Qui vous foutraient des rides
Jusques au fond du coeur
Histoire de pouvoir dire
Je crois avoir vécu
J'avais un fils, un drôle de fils
Dans un jardin, un grand jardin
Immense, et trop petit
Pour qu'il vive sa vie
En s'inventant des jeux
Des bonheurs, des soupirs
Qui gonfleraient ses joues
Sa mémoire et son coeur
Histoire de dire un jour
J'étais enfant heureux
J'avais un fils, qui je crois bien te ressemblait
Jusque dans ses sanglots
Ses angoisses et ses mots
Il avait tout de toi
Tout ce qui vit en moi
J'avais un fils, un drôle de fils
Un peu du sang, de notre sang
Avare et bagarreur
Avec au fond du coeur
Des larmes plein les yeux
Pour se faire pardonner
Les roses arrachées
Que tu avais plantées
Au pied de ce sapin
Qui poussait avec lui
J'avais un fils, un drôle de fils
Un peu de moi, beaucoup de toi
Quelquefois musicien et quelquefois poète
Ne voulant rien savoir, n'en faisant qu'à sa tête
Qui volait de l'argent
Pour te faire des cadeaux
Histoire de dire tout haut
Ce qu'il pensait de toi
J'avais un fils, qui je crois bien te ressemblait
Jusque dans ses délires
Ses regrets, ses soupirs
Il avait tout de toi, tout ce qui vit en moi
J'aurai un fils, un drôle de fils
Dans une vie, une autre vie
Bizarre et décousue
Comme le temps perdu
Que nous rattraperons
Et que nous garderons
Comme on garde l'espoir
Histoire de dire un jour
Le voilà notre amour
Il est né de ce jour
Zaterdag 19 november 1977
This Will Make You Laugh
This Will Make You Laugh
Composer(s): Higginbotham
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
This will make you laugh
I staked my dreams on you
This will make you laugh
They never did come true
I took a chance on the one romance
I vowed it couldn't miss
But I should have known to never judge
A heart borrowed kiss
This will make you laugh
I once believed in you
And for all my love
You didn't see it through
Of all the fools, I break the rule
I love you still you see
This will make you laugh
But it's not funny to me
Zaterdag 19 november 1977
Cross Road Blues
Cross Road Blues
(aka Crossroads; Standing At The Crossroads)
Composer(s): Robert Johnson
First recording/First release by: Robert Johnson - 1936/1937
Covered by multiple other artists
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now save poor Bob, if you please"
Yeoo, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Ooo eeee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, eee, eee, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now, poor Bob is sinkin' down
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord, babe, I'm sinkin' down
And I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, baby, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress
Zaterdag 19 november 1977
J'Avais Rêvé D'Une Autre Vie
J'avais Rêvé D'une Autre Vie
English Title: I Dreamed A Dream - 1986
Composer(s): Claude-Michel Schonberg; Alain Albert Boublil; Jean-Marc Natel
First release by: Rose Laurens - 1980
J'avais rêvé d'une autre vie
Fantine:
J'avais rêvé d'une autre vie
Mais la vie a tué mes rêves
Comme on étouffe les derniers cris
D'un animal que l'on achève
J'avais rêvé d'un coeur si grand
Que le mien puisse y trouver place
Mais mon premier prince charmant
Fut l'assassin de mon enfance
J'ai payé de toute mes larmes
La rançon d'un petit bonheur
À une société qui désarme
La victime, et pas le voleur
J'avais rêvé d'un seul amour
Durant jusqu'à la fin du monde
Dont on ne fait jamais le tour
Aussi vrai que la terre est ronde
J'avais rêvé d'une autre vie
Mais la vie a tué mes rêves
À peine commencée, elle finit
Comme un court printemps qui s'achève
J'avais rêvé d'une autre vie
Mais la vie a tué mes rêves
À peine commencée, elle finit
Comme un court printemps qui s'achève
La nuit, la nuit, je sombre en mon corps
Et je m'abondonne à des sinistres corps à corps
La nuit, la nuit, pour deux pièces d'or
Quand ils font jaillir en moi leur pitoyable effort
Ils ne savent pas qu'ils font l'amour avec la mort
Vrijdag 18 november 1977
Cri De Ma Vie
Cri De Ma Vie
((Adapted from: Dream Baby (How Long Must I Dream) (Roy Orbison & Bob Morre's Orch. and Chorus) - 1962))
((Danish Version: T-Bone Med Bønner (Mr. President) - 1987))
Composer(s): Cindy Walker
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1962
Doux cri de ma vie, doux cri de mes nuits
Doux cri de ma vie, ma voix te supplie
Cri de mon coeur, ne m'entends-tu pas la nuit, le jour?
Mon cri du coeur, entends-tu ma voix? Mon cri d'amour
Mon cri d'émoi quand tu fais souffrir, mon coeur qui geint
Mon cri de joie quand tu me chavires, tout près de toi, je suis bien
Doux cri de ma vie, doux cri de mes nuits
Doux cri de ma vie, ma voix te supplie
Mon cri d'espoir, lorsque je te vois, je suis heureuse
Mon désespoir lorsque tu t'en vas, mon cri d'adieu
Mon cri de foi, si je me trompais, adieu l'amour
Adieu la joie car je t'aimerai jusqu'à la fin de mes jours
Doux cri de ma vie, doux cri de mes nuits
Doux cri de ma vie, ma voix te supplie
Doux cri de ma vie, doux cri de mes nuits
Doux cri de ma vie, ma voix te supplie
Vrijdag 18 november 1977
Crossfire (Stevie Ray Vaughan)
Crossfire
Composer(s): B. Carter - Ruth Ellsworth - Chris Layton - Tommy Shannon - Reese Wynans
Performer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble
Day by day night after night
Blinded by the neon lights
Hurry here hustlin' there
No one's got the time to spare
Money's tight nothin' free
Won't somebody come and rescue me?
I am stranded
Caught in the crossfire
(I am) stranded
Caught in the crossfire!
Tooth for tooth eye for an eye
sell you soul just to buy, buy, buy
Beggin' a dollar stealin' a dime
Come on can't you see that I
I need some kind of kindness
some kind of sympathy oh no!
We're stranded
Caught in the crossfire!
Save the strong lose the weak
Never turning the other cheek
Trust nobody don't be no fool
Whatever happened to the Golden Rule?
We've got stranded Caught in the Cross Fire
We've got stranded Caught in the Cross Fire
We've got stranded Caught in the Cross Fire
Stranded
Caught in the Cross Fire
Help me!!
Vrijdag 18 november 1977
J'Avais Rêvé
J'Avais Rêvé
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
J'avais rêvé
Que les portes du ciel s'ouvraient à nos coeurs
J'avais rêvé
Qu'il tombaient sous nos pas une pluie de fleurs
Et nous marchions tête haute
Côté à côté
Vers le jour
Au devant de l'espérance
De la chance
Vers l'amour
J'avais rêvé
Mais un rêve n'est qu'un fantôme sans vie
Une fumée
Qui s'accrochent et se meurt au bout de la nuit
J'avais rêvé
Qui me laisse les mains vides car au jour
Meurt un rêve d'amour
Pour mordre dans la chair profonde
Des joies que peut donner ce monde
J'ai pris mes rêves à bras-le-corps
Mais comme j'ai serré trop fort
Elles sont mortes avant de vivre
Quand la nuit a fermé son livre
J'avais rêvé
Que les portes du ciel s'ouvraient à nos coeurs
J'avais rêvé
Qu'il tombaient sous nos pas une pluie de fleurs
Et nous marchions tête haute
Côté à côté
Vers le jour
Au devant de l'espérance
De la chance
Vers l'amour
J'avais rêvé
Mais un rêve n'est qu'un fantôme sans vie
Une fumée
Qui s'accrochent et se meurt au bout de la nuit
J'avais rêvé
Qui me laisse les mains vides car au jour
Meurt un rêve d'amour
Donderdag 17 november 1977
This Will Be Our Year
This Will Be Our Year
Composer(s): Chris White
First release by: The Zombies - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
The warmth of your love's
Like the warmth from the sun
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come...
Don't let go of my hand
Now the darkness has gone
This will be our year
Took a long time to come...
And I won't forget
The way you helped me up when I was down
And I won't forget
The way you said "darling, I love you"
You gave me faith to go on
Now we're there
And we've only just begun
This will be our year
Took a long time to come...
The warmth of your smile
Smile for me, little one
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come...
You don't have to worry
Donderdag 17 november 1977
Crossfire (Jethro Tull)
Crossfire
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull
Spring light in a hazy May
And a man with a gun at the door
Someone's crawling on the roof above
All the media here for the show
I've been waiting for our friends to come
Like spiders down ropes to free - fall
A thirty round clip for a visiting card
Admit one to the embassy ball
Caught in the crossfire on Princes Gate Avenue
In go the windows and out go the lights
Call me a doctor. Fetch me a policeman
I'm down on the floor in one hell of a fight
I'm just a soul with an innocent face
A regular boy dressed in blue
Conducting myself in a proper way
As befitting the job that I do
They came down on me like a ton of bricks
Swept off my feet, knocked about
There's nothing for it but to sit and wait
For the hard men to get me out
Calm reason floats from the street below
And the slow fuse burns through the night
Everyone's tried to talk it through
But they can't seem to get the deal right
Somewhere there are Brownings in a two - hand hold
Cocked and locked, one up the spout
There's nothing for it but to sit and wait
For the hard men to get me out
Donderdag 17 november 1977
J'Avais Oublié Que Les Roses Sont Roses
