Woensdag 22 maart 1978
Cycles
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Cycles
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Woensdag 22 maart 1978
Je Ne Dirai Ni Oui, Ni Non
Je Ne Dirai Ni Oui, Ni Non
Composer(s): Ralph Bernet; Jacques Revaux
Performer(s): Dalida
Dans la ronde des ans qui passent
La chaine des amis grandit
Puis le temps vient prendre leur place
Le cercle se fait plus petit
En pleurant on allume un cierge
Pour celui qui vient de partir
Mais comme le dit ma concierge
Il vaut mieux rester et souffrir
A t'elle tort ou raison
Je ne dirai ni oui ni non
Elle attent dans la nuit glaciale
Le cœur chaud et les doigts gelés
Mais les hommes ça parle, ça parle
Et ne viennent jamais vous chercher
Il avait dit avant les neiges
Et je reviendrai pour tes yeux
Mais comme le dit ma concierge
Ça parle bien mais ça court mieux
A t'elle tort ou raison
Je ne dirai ni oui ni non
Le riche à son dernier voyage
Est tout fleuri comme à un banquet
On croirait presque un mariage
Sans le serieux des invités
Le pauvre lui est sans cortège
Il meurt caché comme les oiseaux
Mais comme le dit ma concierge
Défaut d'argent point de tombeau
A t'elle tort ou raison
Je ne dirai ni oui ni non
A t'elle tort ou raison
Je ne dirai ni oui ni non
Dinsdag 21 maart 1978
Drummin' Man
Drummin' Man
Composer(s): Tiny Parham - Gene Krupa
Performer(s): Gene Krupa
and multiple other artists
Drummin' man, he's a drummin' man
No one kicks a set of drums just like he can
All about biology, he knows not a thing
The way he swings out on those drumes
You know he's really keen
Drummin' man, he's a drummin' man
He's a wow, if you know what I mean
See that man sittin' on that stool
He's a cowhide kickin' fool
Swing it Mister Gene
Dinsdag 21 maart 1978
Cutie Pie
Cutie Pie
Composer(s): Gregory Green - Al Hudson - Glenda Hudson - Jonathan Meadows - Terry Morgan - Dave Roberson
Performer(s): One Way Ride
Cutie pie
You’re the reason why
I love you so
I don’t want you to go
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
Cutie pie
You brighten up my day
It’s impossible
For me to stay away
Lately hazy
Girl, I’m goin’ ‘round
I want you to know
How much I love you so
Lately hazy
Girl, I’m goin’ ‘round
Want you to see
How much you mean to me
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
Nothin’ but a cutie pie
Cutie pie
You really pick me up
Till I can’t
Hardly get enough
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
Cutie pie
You’re the reason why
I’m full of joy
Since you came into my life
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
Lately hazy
Girl, I’m goin’ ‘round
I want you to know
How much I love you so
Lately hazy
Girl, I’m goin’ ‘round
Want you to see
How much you mean to me
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
Nothin’ but a cutie pie
Who makes me feel so good
You’re my cutie pie
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
You’re nothin’ but a cutie pie
Who makes me feel so good
You’re my cutie pie
You’re the girl who makes me feel good
Cutie pie
You’re the girl who makes me feel so good
Cutie pie
You’re the girl who makes me feel good
Cutie pie
Dinsdag 21 maart 1978
Je Ne Danserai Plus Jamais
Je Ne Danserai Plus Jamais
English Title: I'll Never Dance Again
Composer(s): M. Anthony;
Barry Mann; J.M. Rivat
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Mon cœur autrefois battait
Tout près de ton cœur
Nous deux on dansait
Pour moi c'était le bonheur
Et maintenant un autre
Te tiens dans ses bras
Non, plus jamais
Non, plus jamais
Je ne danserai
Plus jamais
Alors j'ai dansé avec une autre que toi
Pourtant je n'ai pu retrouver la même joie
Vraiment si tu ne reviens pas
Tout comme autrefois
Jamais plus, non, jamais
Non, non plus jamais
Je ne danserai
Plus jamais
Crois tu que mes yeux
Supportent tout ça
Qu'ils ne pleurent pas
Quand ils te voient
Suivre tous ces pas
Je te vois qui soupire
Penchée sur son épaule
Ça me fait souffrir
De voir sa main qui te frôle
Alors tant que tu seras là
Serrée dans ses bras
Jamais plus, non, jamais
Non, non plus jamais
Je ne danserai
Plus jamais
Plus jamais plus, non, plus jamais
Non, non plus jamais
Je ne danserai
Plus jamais
Jamais plus, non, plus jamais
Non, non plus jamais
Je ne danserai
Plus jamais
Maandag 20 maart 1978
Tighten Up
Tighten Up
Composer(s): Archie Bell - Billy Buttier
First release by: Archie Bell & The Drells - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Hi everybody
I'm Archie Drell and the Drells from Houston, Texas
We don't only sing but we dance just as good as we walk
In Houston we just started a new dance called the Tighten Up
This is the music we tighten up to
First tighten up on the drums
Come on now drummer
I want you to tighten it up for me now
Oh yeah
Tighten up on that bass now
Tighten it up
Ha ha
Yeah
Now let that guitar fall in
Oh yeah
Tighten up on that organ now
Ya, do the tighten up
Yeah now
I said if you can do it now
It sure would be tough
Now look here
Come on now
Make it mellow
Let's tighten up now
Do the tighten up
Everybody can do it now
So let's do it
We're gonna tighten up
Let's do the tighten up
You can do it now
So baby get to it
Let's do your left now
Let's do your right
You can do it
But don'tcha just do it light
Come on and tighten up
Tighten it up now
Come on now drum
Tighten it up
Tighten up that bass
Oh yeah
Now look here
I want that guitar to fall in on that
Tighten it up now
Oh yeah
Now tighten it up organ
There everybody, tighten it up
Now look here
We gonna make it mellow for ya now
We gonna make it mellow now
Tighten up
You can tighten up
Maandag 20 maart 1978
Cut The Cake
Cut The Cake
Composer(s): Owen Onnie McIntyre; Alan Gorrie; Roger Ball; Malcolm Duncan; Robbie McIntosh; James Stuart
First release by: Average White Band - 1975
Cut the cake
give me a little piece
let me lick up the cream
Cut the cake
well, just a little piece
baby you know what I mean
Cut the cake
give me a little piece
a little lovin' on the side
Cut the cake
I need a little piece
just to keep me satisfied
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Well it tastes so good don't pass it all around
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
You got to cut it-down!
Cut the cake
just a little piece
of your sweet love
Cut the cake
don't you know that I
can't get enough
Cut the cake
want you to know that I
ain't a greedy man
Cut the cake
don't you know that I'll
do the best I can
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Well it tastes so good don't pass it all around
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Cut the cake
give me a little piece
let me lick up the cream
Cut the cake
well, just a little piece
baby you know what I mean
Cut the cake
give me a little piece
a little lovin' on the side
Cut the cake
I need a little piece
just to keep me satisfied
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Well it tastes so good don't pass it all around
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Never knew you cooked the way you do
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
Tastes so good don't pass the recipe around
gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme that cake
You got to
cut it-down
cut it-down
cut it-down-Cut the cake please
Maandag 20 maart 1978
Je Ne Crois Pas
Je Ne Crois Pas
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Fillette, fillette naïve
Tu es dans les bras d'un vagabond
D'un vagabond
Déjà il faut que je poursuive
Ma course folle vers l'horizon
Vers l'horizon
Chacun sa destinée sur terre
Je suis un homme de nulle part
Et ne faisant pas de mystère
Je te dis adieu, et non au revoir
Je ne cois pas
Qu'un jour ou l'autre on se reverra
Je ne crois pas
Que je m'en revienne sur mes pas
L'amour c'est fort
Mais la liberté bien plus encore
Et qui sait demain
Ce que nous réserve notre destin
Fillette, fillette, tu pleures
Sèche tes larmes car à vingt ans
Car à vingt ans
Si d'amour il fallait qu'on meure
Moi je serais mort depuis longtemps
Depuis longtemps
Lorsque j'aurai quitté la route
Le soleil rebrillera pour toi
Et la vie te reprendra toute
Jusqu'à te faire oublier tout de toi
Je ne cois pas
Qu'un jour ou l'autre on se reverra
Je ne crois pas
Que je m'en revienne sur mes pas
L'amour c'est fort
Mais la liberté bien plus encore
Et qui sait demain
Ce que nous réserve notre destin
Fillette fillette je gage
Que plus tard seul et abandonné
Abandonné
J'irai de villes en villages
Regrettant celles qui m'ont aimé
Qui m'ont aimé
Le temps m'aura courbé de l'échine
L'orage m'aura lavé les yeux
J'aurai des remords j'imagine
Quand la neige sera dans mes cheveux
Je ne cois pas
Qu'un jour ou l'autre on se reverra
Je ne crois pas
Que je m'en revienne sur mes pas
Loin de tes bras
Comme un arbre mort d'avoir vécu
Un jour les bras en croix
Je rentrerai dans une terre inconnue
Je ne cois pas
Qu'un jour ou l'autre on se reverra
Je ne crois pas
Que je m'en revienne sur mes pas
Zondag 19 maart 1978
Tight Rope
Tight Rope
Composer(s): Leon Russell
Performer(s): Leon Russell
I'm up on the tightrope, one sides hate and one is hope
It's a circus game with you and me
I'm up on the tightwire, linked by life and the funeral pyre
But the tophat on my head is all you see
And the wire seems to be the only place for me
A comedy of errors and I'm falling
Like a rubber neck giraffe, you look into my past
Well, baby you're just to blind to see
I'm up in the spotlight, oh does it feel right
The altitude seems to really get to me
I'm up on the tightwire linked by life and the funeral pyre
Putting on a show for you to see
Zondag 19 maart 1978
Cut Across Shorty
Cut Across Shorty
French Title: Cours Plus Vite Charlie - 1968
Composer(s): Marijohn Wilkin; Wayne P. Walker
First release by: Eddie Cochran - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
Now a country boy called Shorty
And a city boy named Dan
Had to prove who could run the fastest
To win miss Lucy's hand
Now dan had all the money
And he also had the looks
But Shorty must have had something, boys
That can't be found in books
Well, a-cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across
That's what miss Lucy said
Cut across Shorty, Shorty cut across
It's you i wanna wed
Now dan had been in training
A week before the race
He made up his mind
Ol' Shorty would end in second place
And dan with his long legs a-flyin'
Left Shorty far behind
And Shorty heard him holler out
Miss lucy, you'll soon be mine
But Shorty wasn't worried
There was a smile upon his face
He knew that he was a-goin' to win
'cause lucy had fixed the race
And just like that old story
About the turtle and the hair
When dan crossed over the finish line
He found Shorty waiting there
Zondag 19 maart 1978
Je Ne Connais Que Toi
Je Ne Connais Que Toi
Composer(s): Herbert Kretzmer; Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Toi je ne connais que toi
Depuis qu'un matin froid
M'a jeté sur ta grève
Toi depuis toujours à moi
Et pour toujours ma joie
Le temps de cette vie trop brève
Sous les branches du bonheur
Dans les ombres du coeur
Lorsque parfois j'ai peur
J'entends comme un écho
Ta voix qui me fait chaud
Et qui m'a certains soirs
Sauvé du désespoir
Toi, toi qui connais les mots
Trop pleins pour être dits
Trop beaux pour être écrits
Toi musique de mon coeur
Toi qui fais qu'aussitôt
Près de toi je deviens meilleur
Toi vers qui mes bras se tendent
De toute éternité
Tu es ma vérité
Et quand on me demande
Ce qui me fait chanter
Je te montre du doigt
Je ne connais que toi
Zaterdag 18 maart 1978
Tigger's Song
Tigger's Song
Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman
Performer(s): Paul Winchell
The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is Tiggers are wonderful things
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of springs
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, Fun!
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one
The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is Tiggers are wonderful chaps
They're loaded with vim and with vigor
They love to leap in your laps
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, Fun
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one
Tiggers are wonderful fellahs
Tiggers are awfully sweet
Everyone elses is jealous
And thats why I repeat...
The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Are Tiggers are wonderful things
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of springs
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, Fun!
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one
Yes, I'm the only one
(Grrrrrrrr...) ooOOoooOOooooOOOO!!!
Zaterdag 18 maart 1978
Custe O Que Custar
Custe O Que Custar
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
Já nem sei dizer se sou feliz ou não
Já nem sei pra quem eu dou meu coração
Preciso acreditar que gosto de alguém
E essa tristeza
Vai ter que acabar e custe o que custar
Às vezes sinto até vontade de chorar
Eu quero ter alguém que possa compreender
Minha desilusão
Até pensar que nunca mais vou ter alguém pra mim
Eu já pensei assim
Até sofri demais
Será meu Deus, enfim, que eu não tenho paz
Zaterdag 18 maart 1978
Je Ne Chante Pas Pour Passer Le Temps
Je Ne Chante Pas Pour Passer Le Temps
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Il se peut que je vous déplaise
En peignant la réalité
Mais si j'en prends trop à mon aise
Je n'ai pas à m'en excuser
Le monde ouvert à ma fenêtre
Que je referme ou non l'auvent
S'il continue de m'apparaître
Comment puis-je faire autrement
Je ne chante pas pour passer le temps
Le monde ouvert à ma fenêtre
Comme l'eau claire le torrent
Comme au ventre l'enfant à naître
Et neige la fleur au printemps
Le monde ouvert à ma fenêtre
Avec sa dulie ses horreurs
Avec ses armes et ses reîtres
Avec son bruit et sa fureur
Je ne chante pas pour passer le temps
Mon Dieu mon Dieu tout assumer
L'odeur du pain et de la rose
Le poids de ta main qui se pose
Comme un témoin du mal d'aimer
Le cri qui gonfle la poitrine
De Lorca à Maïakovski
Des poètes qu'on assassine
Ou qui se tuent pourquoi pour qui
Je ne chante pas pour passer le temps
Le monde ouvert à ma fenêtre
Et que je brise ou non la glace
S'il continue à m'apparaître
Que voulez-vous donc que j'y fasse
Mon coeur mon coeur si tu t'arrêtes
Comme un piano qu'on désaccorde
Qu'il me reste une seule corde
Et qu'à la fin mon chant répète
Je ne chante pas pour passer le temps
Vrijdag 17 maart 1978
Tigers And Fireflies
Tigers And Fireflies
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul
Ooooh
He took me to a garden of Eden
When I got there I found it needed weeding
Well, well... you never can tell mmm
The honeysuckle trees looked so inviting
When I got closer they were poison ivy
My, my, right in front of my eyes were
Tigers and fireflies
Telling me lies, they were telling me lies
I couldn't see their disguise
Tigers and fireflies
Tigers and fireflies
I flew down to my fools paradise
Knew that I had been there maybe once or twice before
But I couldn't be sure mmm
I cannot be sure if this is love or desire
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Burn, burn... when will I learn to discern those
Tigers and fireflies
Telling me lies, they were telling me lies
I couldn't see their disguise
Tigers and fireflies
Tigers and fireflies
Ooooh
Tiger, tiger burning bright
I heard your roar, I felt your bite
I was razzled, I was dazzled by the fireflies light
It hypnotised me, mesmerised me all night
TTTTigers and fireflies
Telling me lies, they were telling me lies
I couldn't see their disguise
Tigers and fireflies
Tigers and fire... flies
Ooooh
Vrijdag 17 maart 1978
Custard Pie
Custard Pie
Composer(s): Robert Plant; James Patrick Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
Drop down, baby, let your daddy see
Drop down, mama, just dream of me
Well, my mama allow me to fool around all night long
Well, I may look like I'm crazy, I should know right from wrong
See me comin', throw your man out the door
Ain't no stranger, been this way before
See me comin', mama, throw your man out the door
I ain't no stranger, I been this way before
Put on your night shirt and your morning gown
You know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Put on your night shirt, mama, and your morning gown
Well, you know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Your custard pie, yeah, sweet and nice
When you cut it, mama, save me a slice
Your custard pie, I declare, it's sweet and nice
I Like your custard pie
When you cut it, mama, mama, please save me a slice
Save me a slice of your custard pie
Drop down
Vrijdag 17 maart 1978
Je N'Avais Qu'un Seul Mot À Lui Dire
Je N'Avais Qu'un Seul Mot À Lui Dire
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg;
Jean-Claude Brialy; Anna Karina
Elle était à mes côtés
J'n'ai pas su la retenir
Je n'avais qu'un seul mot à lui dire
«Je t'aime"» alors peut-être...
Donderdag 16 maart 1978
Tiger Man (King Of The Jungle)
Tiger Man (King Of The Jungle)
Composer(s): Sam Burns - Joe Hill Louis
First release by: Rufus Thomas Jr. - 1953
I'm the king of the jungle
They call me the tiger man
I' m the king of the jungle
They call me tiger man
If you cross my path
You take your own life in your hands
Well, I get up on a mountain
And I call my wild cat back
Yeah, I get up on a mountain
And I call my black cat back
My black cat comes a runnin'
And the hound dogs, they get way back
Yeah, I get up on a mountain
And I call my wild cat back
Yeah, I get up on a mountain
And I call my black cat back
My black cat comes a runnin'
And the hound dogs, they get way back
Yeah, I get up on a mountain
And I call my wild cat back
Yeah, I get up on a mountain
And I call my black cat back
My black cat comes a runnin'
And the hound dogs, they get way back
Donderdag 16 maart 1978
Curly Headed Baby
Curly Headed Baby
Composer(s): L. Leatherman
Performer(s): Doc Watson
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
I have loved her since I met her (yes sir)
More than any tongue can tell
If she ever prove falls hearted
It would be so hard to say farewell
Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
Now let me tell you 'bout some women (hmmhmm)
I can tell you how they'll do
They gonna be cryin' on your shoulder
And be flirting with another too
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
When I look into her blue eyes
There's more than words can ever say
I could never love some other
No one else can make me feel this way
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
Donderdag 16 maart 1978
Je N'Aurais Pas Cru Ça De Toi
