Vrijdag 27 oktober 1989
Softly
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Softly
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Vrijdag 27 oktober 1989
Pretty Flamingo
Pretty Flamingo
Composer(s): Mark Barkan
Performer(s): Manfred Mann;
and various other artists
On our block all of the guys call her flamingo
'Cause her hair glows like the sun
And her eyes can light the sky
When she walks she moves so fine like a flamingo
Crimson dress that clings so tight
She's out of reach and out of sight
When she walks by she brightens up the neighbourhood
Oh every guy would make her his if he just could
If she just would
Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
Then every guy will envy me
'Cause paradise is where I'll be
Pretty flamingo
Pretty flamingo
When she walks by she brightens up the neighbourhood
Oh every guy would make her his if he just could ha
If she just would
Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
Then every guy will envy me
'Cause paradise is where I'll be
Sha la la, la la la la
Pretty Flamingo
Donderdag 26 oktober 1989
Adieu
Adieu
Composer(s): Jahn Teigen - Herodes Falsk
First performance by: Jahn Teigen & Anita Skorgan - 1982
Si meg, hva betyr adieu?
Er det bare trist, no' som sårer deg?
Tro meg, vi skal ta adieu
Ikke sånn som sist, da jeg gikk fra deg
Jeg vil alltid huske deg som en venn
Om vi aldri mere ses igjen
Vi har våre minner, de vil aldri dø
Nå er tiden inne til å si adieu
Si meg, hva betyr adieu?
Kan det ha verdi om alt er forbi?
Tro meg, vi skal ta adieu
Vise kjærlighet om vi skilles helt
Jeg vil alltid huske deg som en venn
Om vi aldri mere ses igjen
Vi har våre minner, de vil aldri dø
Nå er tiden inne til å si adieu
Adieu
Donderdag 26 oktober 1989
Pretty City Lady
Pretty City Lady
Composer(s): Bob McBride
Performer(s): Bob McBride
You're my lovely, pretty city lady
Take my hand and hold it gently like a rose
You are everthing that has a meaning
Like a sunny day with no clouds in the sky
All the gentleness that you believe in
Go with you like the wings of a butterfly
Love is flowin', always growin', baby
Softer than a candle when it glows
You are like the river running through the forest
Giving all you can and you don't ask why
Everything that's beautiful and bright
Go with you like the wings of a butterfly
Lovely, lovely, pretty city lady
Living in the country in your mind
Lying in a field full of flowers
Watching as the bluebird passes by
All the gentleness that you believe in
Go with you like the wings of a butterfly
All the gentleness that you believe in
Go with you like the wings of a butterfly
Woensdag 25 oktober 1989
Soft Summer Breeze
Soft Summer Breeze
Composer(s): Eddie Heywood - Judy Spencer
Performer(s): Eddie Heywood
and multiple other artists
Soft summer breeze, lazy old stream
Cotton clouds up high
Boy and girl in love, hearts up to the sky
Whispering trees add to the theme
Gentle lullabye
Boy and girl in love, Christmas in July
Let folks talk about Romeo and Juliet
Kid stuff can't compare
To the day when we first met
All through the years we will recall
Moments sweet like these
How it all began with a soft summer breeze
Woensdag 25 oktober 1989
Pretty Boy Floyd
Pretty Boy Floyd
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie
If you'll gather 'round me children
A story I will tell
Of Pretty Boy Floyd an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee
It was Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in his wagon
As into town they rode
There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
And his wife she overheard
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy grabbed a gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
He took to the trees and timbers
And he lived a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name
Yes, he took to the trees and timbers
On that Canadian River's shore
And Pretty Boy found a welcome
At a many a farmer's door
There's a many a starving farmer
The same old story told
How this outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little home
Others tell you 'bout a stranger
That come to beg a meal
And underneath his napkin
Left a thousand dollar bill
It was in Oklahoma City
It was on a Christmas Day
There come a whole car load of groceries
With a letter that did say
You say that I'm an outlaw
You say that I'm a thief
Here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief
Now as through this world I ramble
I see lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a Six gun
And some with a fountain pen
But as through your life you travel
As through your life you roam
You won't never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home
Dinsdag 24 oktober 1989
Cours Après Le Temps
Cours Après Le Temps
Composer(s): Cyril Assous - Michel Jouveaux
First performance by: Svetlana - 1982
Cours après le temps, cours après l'argent
Cours sans t'arrêter si tu veux gagner
Cours après la gloire, va vers la victoire
Cours sans regarder ceux qui sont tombés
(Cours après le temps, cours après l'argent)
Ce jeu doit courir tout le temps, à quoi me servira l'argent?
(Cours sans t'arrêter si tu veux gagner)
Et le temps comme on l'attrapait, si je ne le vois pas passer
(Cours après la gloire, va vers la victoire)
Ce n'est pas très glorieux, la gloire, ça disparaît dans le miroir
(Cours sans regarder ceux qui sont tombés)
Et souvent pour y arriver, tout nos esprit à garder
Cours de cur en cur, cours vers le bonheur
Il y a trop d'amour pour vivre un amour
Cours sans te soucier du mal que tu fais
Il faut être fou pour vivre à genoux
(Cours de cur en cur, cours vers le bonheur)
Je n'ai pas le cur assez fort pour pouvoir battre des records
(Il y a trop d'amour pour vivre un amour)
Et meme s'il est un peu trop grand, un seul amour il sent dedans
(Cours sans te soucier du mal que tu fais)
Je n'ai jamais connu la haine, je ne sais pas faire de la peine
(Il faut être fou pour vivre à genoux)
Et s'il existait d'autre fou, il me donne rendez-vous
Cours après le temps, moi j'ai tout le temps
Au tableau d'honneur, on brûle son cur
La la la la la… la la la la la…
Toi tu veux gagner, moi je vais aimer
(La la la la la… la la la la la…)
Dinsdag 24 oktober 1989
Pretty Blue Eyes
Pretty Blue Eyes
Composer(s): Teddy Randazzo; Bob Weinstein
Performer(s): Steve Lawrence & Eydie Gorme;
and various other artists
Thought I was in love before
And then you moved in next door
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
All the guys from the neighbourhood
Keep sayin' you sure look good
With your blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
Saw you from my window
My heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can meet
Pretty blue eyes
Please come out today
So I can tell you what I have to say
That I love you, love you pretty blue eyes
Saw you from my window
My heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can meet
Pretty blue eyes
Please come out today
So I can tell you what I have to say
That I love you, love you pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue........
Maandag 23 oktober 1989
Soft Sands
Soft Sands
Composer(s): Carroll Coates - Lou Stein
Performer(s): The Chordettes
Now that you're gone
I'm alone on the shore
You're not walking with me
So the song of the sea
Isn't sweet anymore
But the soft soft sands
Are the same soft sands
Where we once had such fun
In the warm summer sunshine
There is the rock
That you dared me to climb
Darling, that was the place
Where we shared an embrace
For the very first time
Yes, the rock still stands
On the soft soft sands
And it's more than my heart can bear
Why do I still dream of that storybook ending
When will my heart ever learn
Why do I sit here pretending
That you will, that you will, that you will return
Time and again, since you told me goodbye
I come back to this spot
'Cause it's all that I got to remember you by
And I run my hands through the soft soft sands
Where you once said you'd always care
Maandag 23 oktober 1989
Pretty Belinda
Pretty Belinda
Composer(s): Chris Andrews
Performer(s): Chris Andrews
She lived in a boathouse down by the river
Every one called her pretty Belinda
Went to the boathouse down by the river
Just for a look at pretty Belinda
All of my loving wanted to give her
Soon as I saw her pretty Belinda
Lived in a boathouse down by the river
Wanted to have her pretty Belinda
Her eyes are exciting, her hair it looks golden
Her lips were inviting, and my heart she's stolen
Now we're together, me and Belinda
Now and forever, me and Belinda
She lived on a boathouse down by the river
Every one called her pretty Belinda
Went to the boathouse down by the river
Just for a look at pretty Belinda
She lives in a boathouse down by the river
Every one called her pretty Belinda
Went to the boathouse down by the river
Just for a look at pretty Belinda
Now I have wed her, my pretty Belinda
And that's where I send her, my pretty Belinda
She gave her heart and made me a promise
We'll never part, for Belinda is honest
We live in a boathouse down by the river
Every one calls her pretty Belinda
We live in a boathouse down by the river
Me and my wife called pretty Belinda
Zondag 22 oktober 1989
Bem Bom
Bem Bom
Composer(s): Tózé Brito - Pedro Brito - António Pinho
First performance by: Doce - 1982
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Uma da manhã: um toque, um brilho no olhar
Duas da manhã: dois dedos de magia
Às duas por três, quem sabe onde isto irá parar
Quatro da manhã caindo, um luar de lua lindo
Uma gota a mais e o chão ia fugindo
Uma da manhã, hey
Bem bom duas da manhã
Bem bom já três da manhã, hey
Bem bom quatro da manhã
Bem bom cinco da manhã, hey
Bem bom já seis da manhã
Bem bom sete da manhã, hey
Bem bom oito da manhã
Bem bom café da manhã para dois
Sem saber o que virá depois
Bem bom
Cinco da manhã
Ai sim, coração sigo
O bater das seis e meia de loucura
Sete da manhã ouvindo um disco antigo
Hoje é o primeiro dia
Do resto da tua vida
São horas a mais e já não há saída
Uma da manhã, hey
Bem bom duas da manhã
Bem bom já três da manhã, hey
Bem bom quatro da manhã
Bem bom cinco da manhã, hey
Bem bom já seis da manhã
Bem bom sete da manhã, hey
Bem bom oito da manhã
Bem bom café da manhã para dois
Sem saber o que virá depois
Uma da manhã, hey
Bem bom duas da manhã
Bem bom já três da manhã, hey
Bem bom quatro da manhã
Bem bom cinco da manhã, hey
Bem bom já seis da manhã
Bem bom sete da manhã, hey
Bem bom oito da manhã
Bem bom café da manhã para dois
Sem saber o que virá depois
Bem bom, hey
Zondag 22 oktober 1989
Pretty Ballerina
Pretty Ballerina
Performer(s): The Left Banke
I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised, no not at all
I called her yesterday, it should have been tomorrow
I could not keep the joy that was inside
I asked for her to tell me if she really loved me
Somewhere a mountain is moving
Afraid it's moving without me
I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised, no not at all
And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morning
I opened up my eyes to find there's rain
And something deep within said, "go ahead and find her,
Just close your eyes, yeah
Just close your eyes and she'll be there...
She'll be there...
I climb the mountains high
I still love rivers wide
I could do most anything
To be by your side
He's mine, he's mine
My pretty baby, oh yeah
My pretty baby
I tell my lover, I swim the river wide
Zaterdag 21 oktober 1989
Soft Blow The Summer Winds
Soft Blow The Summer Winds
Composer(s): John Phillips
Performer(s): The Journeymen; Town Criers
Lord, we marched them dusty roads
Gettysburg, that day
Jamie, right there by my side, oh Lord
Every step of the way
Soft blow the summer winds
Where Jamie lies
He don't have to fight again
Sally, don't you cry
As we marched them last few miles
Our heads hanging down
Told me `bout his darling bride, oh Lord
Her name was Sally Brown
Soft blow the summer winds
Where Jamie lies
He don't have to fight again
Sally, don't you cry
Yes, I marched beside him, Lord
Gave him water when he was dry
But I could not hide him, Lord
When it came his turn to die
Soft blow the summer winds
Where Jamie lies
He don't have to fight again
Sally, don't you cry
Zaterdag 21 oktober 1989
Pretty Baby (The Supremes)
Pretty Baby
Composer(s): Rich Morrison
Performer(s): The Supremes
Pretty, a pretty baby
Pretty, a pretty baby
I got a secret lover
And I don't want any other
He always makes me laugh
Always happy and never said
He's mine, he's mine
My pretty baby, oh yeah
My pretty baby
I found love
My heart stands still
Every time he holds my hand
It gives me a thrill
He's mine, he's mine
My pretty baby, oh yeah
My pretty baby
Pretty, a pretty baby
Pretty, a pretty baby
I climb the mountains high
I still love rivers wide
I could do most anything
To be by your side
He's mine, he's mine
My pretty baby, oh yeah
My pretty baby
I tell my lover, I swim the river wide
Vrijdag 20 oktober 1989
Fångad I En Dröm
Fångad I En Dröm
Composer(s): Bengt Palmers - Björn Skifs
First performance by: Björn Skifs - 1981
I mitt hus, där händer det att natten är lång
I mitt hus, där känner du nånting är på gång
Och när dagen börjar skymma bjuder oron upp till dans
Du försöker komma undan men du kommer ingen stans
Och fångad i en dröm som inte gör dig fri
Fångad i en dröm, hålls du kvar ändå av din fantasi
Ja, fångad om igen och om du kunde fly
Men fångad i en dröm, blir du kvar ändå tills att dagen gryr
I en dröm, i en dröm
I en tid när världen skall vara full av logik
I en tid när sagor inte längre hör hit
Ser du verkligheten rasa och det isar i din hud
Och du skriker ut din fasa men det kommer inga ljud
Och fångad i en dröm som inte gör dig fri
Fångad i en dröm, hålls du kvar ändå av din fantasi
Ja, fångad om igen och om du kunde fly
Men fångad i en dröm, blir du kvar ändå tills att dagen gryr
Fångad i en dröm som inte gör dig fri
Fångad i en dröm, hålls du kvar ändå av din fantasi
I en dröm, i en dröm
I en dröm, i en dröm
Vrijdag 20 oktober 1989
Pretty Baby (Bing Crosby & Judy Garland)
Pretty Baby
Composer(s): Tony Jackson; Gus Kahn; Egbert Van Alstyne
Performer(s): Bing Crosby & Judy Garland;
and various other artists
You ask me why I'm always teasing you
You hate to have me call you Pretty Baby
I really thought that I was pleasing you
For you're just a baby to me
Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare
Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair
Your baby smile makes life worth while
You're just as sweet as you can be
Your mother says you were the cutest kid
No wonder, dearie, that I'm wild about you
And all the cunning things you said and did
Why, I love to fondly recall
Ann just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be
The same sweet, cunning, Little Baby dear to me
And that is why I'm sure that I will always love you best of all
Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you
Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby
And I'd to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too
Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby
Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love
And we'll cuddle all the time
Oh! I want a Lovin' Baby and it might as well be you
Pretty Baby of mine
Donderdag 19 oktober 1989
Soft As The Starlight
Soft As The Starlight
Composer(s): Jerome Howard - Joe Lubin
Performer(s): Doris Day; Paul Weston
Soft as the starlight in the sky
Soft as the pillow on which I lie
Warm is the glow from the moon above
Warm is my heart that is filled with love
Love that only you can bring
Love as soft and warm as Spring
My heart knows the reason why
I feel soft as the starlit sky
Dreams become reality
Darling when you're near to me
So I'll dream of you and sigh
Soft as starlight in the sky
Love that only you can bring
Love as soft and warm as Spring
My heart knows the reason why
I feel soft as the starlit sky
Dreams become reality
Darling when you're near to me
So I'll dream of you and sigh
Soft as starlight in the sky
Soft as the starlight in the sky
Donderdag 19 oktober 1989
Jealous (Betty Hutton)
Jealous
Composer(s): Dick Finch; Jack Little; Tommie Malie
Performer(s): Betty Hutton;
and various other artists
I'm jealous of the moon that shines above
(You're in love and you know it)
Because it smiles upon the one I love
(Even your eyes plainly show it)
I'm jealous of the birdies in the trees
(Jealous of each little thing passing by)
How they always sing the sweetest melodies
(I often wonder why you're jealous)
Jealous of the pretty flowers too
(Who do they remind you of?)
And I miss the kiss they always get from you
(Maybe you're in love)
I'm jealous of the "tick-tock" on the shelf
(I'm wondering why)
Oh baby, I'm so mean
I'm getting jealous of myself
Jealous of the pretty flowers too
(Who do they remind you of?)
And I miss the kiss they always get from you
(Maybe you're in love)
I'm jealous of the "tick-tock" on the shelf
(I'm wondering why)
Oh baby, I'm so mean
I'm getting jealous of myself
Woensdag 18 oktober 1989
Les Pieds Des Missionnaires
Les Pieds Des Missionnaires
Composer(s): Jeanine Deckers
Performer(s): Jeanine Deckers (aka Soeur Sourire)
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Qui vont planter partout
Le royaume des cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Sur les chemins du monde
Portant l'amour de Dieu
Avec les pieds, c'est fou tout c'qu'on peut faire
De la danse, du football, du ski, du pédalo
Mais qui chantera les pieds des missionnaires
Allant par monts et vaux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Qui vont planter partout
Le royaume des cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Sur les chemins du monde
Portant l'amour de Dieu
Isaïe, prophète et visionnaire
Ecrivain du très-haut, poète du Seigneur
Un jour exalta les pieds des missionnaires
"Messagers de bonheur"
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Qui vont planter partout
Le royaume des cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Sur les chemins du monde
Portant l'amour de Dieu
François, Xavier, Pierre, Paul et Dominique
Porte-parole du Christ, Champions de course à pied
Ont promené leur pointure magnifique
De par le monde entier
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Qui vont planter partout
Le royaume des cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Sur les chemins du monde
Portant l'amour de Dieu
Et quand la mort les mènera chez Saint-Pierre
Les pieds par devant, usés, durcis, caleux
On les verra l'éternité entière
Gambader dans les cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Qui vont planter partout
Le royaume des cieux
Ah qu'ils sont beaux! Ah qu'ils sont beaux!
Les pieds des missionnaires
Sur les chemins du monde
Portant l'amour de Dieu
Portant l'amour de Dieu
Woensdag 18 oktober 1989
Pretty As A Picture
