Dinsdag 13 maart 2007
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Dinsdag 13 maart 2007
Boatman (Roger McGuinn)
Boatman
Performer(s): Roger McGuinn
Boatman sing boatman dance
Boatman love Miss Mary Ann
Dance boatman dance
Dance boatman dance
Dance all night 'til the broad daylight
Go home with the gals in the morning
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Boatman dance boatman sing
Boatman do most anything
Dance boatman dance
Dance boatman dance
Dance all night 'til the broad daylight
Go home with the gals in the morning
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Hey ho boatman row sailing down the river on the Ohio
Maandag 12 maart 2007
Lèche-Cocu
Lèche-Cocu
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Comme il chouchoutait les maris
Qu'il les couvrait de flatteries
Quand il en pinçait pour leurs femmes
Qu'il avait des cornes au cul
On l'appelait lèche-cocu
Oyez tous son histoire infâme
Si l'mari faisait du bateau
Il lui parlait de tirant d'eau
De voiles, de mâts de misaine
De yacht, de brick et de steamer
Lui, qui souffrait du mal de mer
En passant les ponts de la Seine
Si l'homme était un peu bigot
Lui qui sentait fort le fagot
Criblait le ciel de patenôtres
Communiait à grand fracas
Retirant même en certains cas
L'pain bénit d'la bouche d'un autre
Si l'homme était sergent de ville
En sautoir - mon Dieu, que c'est vil -
Il portait un flic en peluche
Lui qui, sans ménager sa voix
Criait: "Mort aux vaches" autrefois
Même atteint de la coqueluche
Si l'homme était un militant
Il prenait sa carte à l'instant
Pour bien se mettre dans sa manche
Biffant ses propres graffiti
Du vendredi, le samedi
Ceux du samedi, le dimanche
Et si l'homme était dans l'armée
Il entonnait pour le charmer
"Sambre-et-Meuse" et tout le folklore
Lui, le pacifiste bêlant
Qui fabriquait des cerfs-volants
Avec le drapeau tricolore
Maandag 12 maart 2007
Boatman (James Taylor)
Boatman
Composer(s): Livingston Taylor; Maggie Taylor
Performer(s): James Taylor; Livingston Taylor
Hearts were exploding around us
As we drifted south down the bay
The gray up above and gray down below
Left us with nothing to say
So we drifted along in silence
'Til the tickle of life trickled in
And the rhythm began in the hiss of the sand
We were catching fire again
Chorus:
Oh boatman, I am the river
I am the mountain and the sea
Oh boatman, taker and giver
Can you deliver me
I would forever run free
Yeah we finally caught up with legends
We were walking along side by side
We worked out a plan
To go out hand in hand
But the long trail just wasn't that wide
The water around us was freezing
We just laughed and threw ourselves in
And although we were old
The sting of that cold
Pumped up the feeling, here it is again
Chorus
Oh I'm a message in a bottle
Drifting along on a deep blue sea
Waiting for some foreign shore
Ready for something to be
No longer afraid of falling
We cut the strings to the sky
We found level ground
And we put ourselves down
Amazing we all didn¹t die
We took each moment as given
By second by second they came
The ice and the sun and the thundering guns
Good God I was finally sane
Chorus
Zondag 11 maart 2007
Lèche-Bottes Blues
Lèche-Bottes Blues
Composer(s): Boris Bergman - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J'aime les impôts, leur clairvoyance
Leurs multitalents, leur polyvalence
Oh! oui, j'les aime, j'les aime
J'aime, j'aime, j'aime
J'aime les visites des huissiers
Etes-vous sûr de n'avoir rien oublié?
Oh oui j'les aime, j'les aime
J'aime, j'aime, j'aime
J'aime aussi ma maison d'disques
L'attachée de presse, la standardiste
Je les aime, oh oui, je les aime
Sans oublier ma petite Sacem
Qui sait, ô combien, combien je l'aime
J'en rajoute pas, j'en fais pas des tonnes
Mais j'espère surtout que je n'oublie personne
Lèche-bottes blues
Je fais le lèche-bottes blues
Lèche-bottes blues
Je remercie aux césars
Toute l'équipe sans qui je n's'rais pas star
Oh! oui, j'les aime, j'les aime
C'est fou c'que j'aime
J'aime tous les hommes politiques
Ils sont si sincères et si sympathiques
Oh! oui j'les aime j'les aime
J'aime, j'aime, j'aime
J'aime la police et l'armée
Tous ces beaux garçons si bien habillés
Je les aime, oh, oui, j'les aime
J'aime, j'aime, j'aime
Vive le show-biz et la charité
Il n'y a que la Six qu'on n'a pas pu sauver
Oh, à la prochaine libération
Je serai tondu, mais j'demand'rai pardon
À force de lécher
Ma langue est râpée
Mais j'aime le lèche-bottes blues
Zondag 11 maart 2007
Boat To Sail
Boat To Sail
Performer(s): The Carpenters
You're up state, up late, and city fed
I'm a California label
From the top of my head
Forever, ah
See a lot of open sky
When the sun goes down
There's a hot, lot of loving when you come
Around, to free me, ah
In a boat to sail, boat to sail, away ah
All those letters mailed from a
Boat to sail, away ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
Bare foot, coconut and supermild
Jamaica take a look
At your own child
Forget not
Brian Wilson songs are never left behind
Don't you worry baby, you're a friend of mine
For so long
From a boat to sail, boat to sail, away ah
All those letters mailed, from a
Boat to sail, away ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
We are riding in a boat to sail
Zaterdag 10 maart 2007
Swingin' Shepherd Blues
Swingin' Shepherd Blues
Composer(s): Moe Koffman - Kenny Jacobson - Rhoda Roberts
Performer(s): Ella Fotzgerald
and multiple other artists
Along a mountain pass
There is a patch of grass
Where the swingin' shepherd plays his tune'
His sheep never stray
Dancing all day
Till they see the pale and yellow moon
And then he leads his flock
and homeward they all rock
To the tune of the swingin' shepherd blues
Wail on shepherd
Play those haunting trills
Come home sheopherd
Let it ech through the hills!
Zaterdag 10 maart 2007
Boat On The River
Boat On The River
Composer(s): Tommy Shaw
Performer(s): Styx; Jeff Krebs
Take me back to my boat on the river
I need to go down, I need to come down
Take me back to my boat on the river
And I won't cry out any more
Time stands still as I gaze In her waters
She eases me down, touching me gently
With the waters that flow past my boat on the river
So I don't cry out anymore
Oh the river is wide
The river it touches my life like the waves on the sand
And all roads lead to Tranquillity Base
Where the frown on my face disappears
Take me down to my boat on the river
And I won't cry out anymore
Oh the river is deep
The river it touches my life like the waves on the sand
And all roads lead to Tranquillity Base
Where the frown on my face disappears
Take me down to my boat on the river
I need to go down, with you let me go down
Take me back to my boat on the river
And I won't cry out anymore
And I won't cry out anymore
And I won't cry out anymore
Vrijdag 9 maart 2007
Swing Me A Lullaby
Swing Me A Lullaby
Composer(s): Don Raye - Hughie Prince - Tom Waring
Performer(s): Connee Boswell; Louis Prima; Wingy Manone
"Rockabye my baby", my momma sings to me
"In a treetop, going sleepy bye"
But I'd rather have a hot band to rock my cradle
And swing me a lullaby!
"Bye bye baby buddy" is such a silly song
And I know the bogeyman's a lie!
I know a better way to sleep
Than just by countin' sheep
Oh, swing me a lullaby!
"Little fishy in the brook
Poppa catch 'im by the hook"
Puts me to sleep quick enough
But for my lullaby
Give me a "Hi-de-hi!"
and stuff!
Oh, guess my mom will always sing me lullabies
But I wish she'd really learn to try
Instead of "Mighty lak' a rose"
Sing me "Honeysuckle rose"
And swing me a lullaby!
Guess my mom will always sing me lullabies
But I wish she'd really learn to try
Instead of "Mighty lak' a rose"
Sing me "Honeysuckle rose"
And swing
Oh momma, swing me a lullaby!
Vrijdag 9 maart 2007
Boat Drinks
Boat Drinks
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett
Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
Boat drinks
Boys in the band ordered boat drinks
Visitors scored on the home rink
Everything seems to be wrong
Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap air fare
I gotta to fly to Saint Somewhere
I'm close to bodily harm
Twenty degrees and the hockey game's on
Nobody cares they are way too far gone
Screamin' "boat drinks", something to keep 'em all warm
This mornin', I shot six holes in my freezer
I think I got cabin fever
Somebody sound the alarm
I'd like to go where the pace of life's slow
Could you beam me somewhere Mr. Scott?
Any ol' place here on Earth or in space
You pick the century and I'll pick the spot
Oh I know, (I know)
I should be leaving this climate
I got a verse but can't rhyme it
I gotta go where it's warm
Boat drinks
Waitress I need two more boat drinks
Then I'm headin' south 'fore my dream shrinks
I gotta go where it's warm (I gotta go where it's warm)
I gotta go where it's warm (I gotta go where it's warm)
I gotta go where it's warm!
I gotta go where there ain't any snow
Where there ain't any blow
'Cause my fin sinks so low
I gotta go where it's warm
Donderdag 8 maart 2007
Sweet Affection
Sweet Affection
Composer(s): Clyde Otis - John Jennings
Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew
Angels in heaven know I love you
With sweet affection (sweet affection)
Sweet affection (sweet affection)
But don't expect me to hang my broken heart
On a chestnut tree
Once you loves me (sweet affection)
With sweet affection (sweet affection)
Once your thoughts (sweet affection)
Were all of me! (sweet affection)
But now you've gone (sweet affection)
And found another (sweet affection)
And I'm just (sweet affection)
A memory!
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew
Angels in heaven know I love you
With sweet affection (sweet affection)
Sweet affection (sweet affection)
But don't expect me to hang my broken heart
On a chestnut tree
Gonna send back (sweet affection)
All those letters (sweet affection)
That you wrote (sweet affection)
With a fickle pen! (sweet affection)
And from now on (sweet affection)
We'll act like strangers (sweet affection)
Or at least (sweet affection)
Till we meet again!
Apples love sunshine, cherries love dew
Angels in heaven know I love you
With sweet affection (sweet affection)
Sweet affection (sweet affection)
But don't expect me to hang my broken heart
On a chestnut tree (sweet affection, sweet affection)
Donderdag 8 maart 2007
Boa Constrictor
Boa Constrictor
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Peter, Paul and Mary
and various other artists
I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor
I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor
I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor
And I don't like it very much!
Oh no, oh no, he swallowed my toe
he swallowed my toe
Oh gee, oh gee, he's up to my knee
he's up to my knee
Oh fiddle, oh fiddle, he's reached my middle
he's reached my middle
Oh heck, oh heck, he's up to my neck
he's up to my neck
Oh dread, oh dread, he swallowed my....
schlirppp!
Woensdag 7 maart 2007
Leaving Town Blues
Leaving Town Blues
Composer(s): Peter Green
Performer(s): Fleetwood Mac
and multiple other artists
Now, when I leave this town
Won't be - back no more
Yes, when I leave this town, mama
Won't be back no more
I've got the blues so bad
Standing 'round my door
Yes, I got the blues so bad
Why won't you let me be
I have the blues so bad, mama
Why won't you let me be
Now, when I go to Chicago
Blues don't you follow me
I'm asking mama, mama
Please don't cry no tears
Yes, I say mama, mama
Please don't cry no tears
Because I'll always love you
Through all my days and years
Woensdag 7 maart 2007
Bo Weevil
Bo Weevil
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew; Fats Domino
Performer(s): Fats Domino
and various other artists
On Saturday night where I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar plinkin' and we started drinkin'
'Til the break of dawn
About 12 o'clock
Everything get hot
Up steps old John
We started clappin
And he started singin'
This sweet little country song
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Where've you been all day
Yo mama been lookin'
Had to stop cookin'
Since you went away
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay
You get a lickin'
As sure as I'm seated
On a bale of hay
On Saturday night where I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar plinkin' and we started drinkin'
'Til the break of dawn
About 12 o'clock
Everything get hot
Up steps old John
We started clappin'
And he started singin'
This sweet little country song
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Where've you been all day
Yo mama been lookin'
Had to stop cookin'
Since you went away
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay
You get a lickin'
As sure as I'm seated
On a bale of hay
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Where've you been all day
Mama been lookin'
Had to stop cookin'
Since you went away
Bo Weevil Bo Weevil
Why'd you go and stay
Mama gonna whip you
As sure as I'm sittin'
On this bale of hay
Dinsdag 6 maart 2007
Leaving On A Jet Plane
Leaving On A Jet Plane
Composer(s): John Denver
First release by: The Mitchell Trio - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking
It's early morn
The taxi's waiting
He's blowing' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could cry
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go
There are so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing
Every place I go, I'll think of you
Every song I sing, I'll sing for you
When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go
Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times, I won't have to say
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go
Dinsdag 6 maart 2007
Bo Diddley
Bo Diddley
Composer(s): Ellas McDaniel
Originally performed by: Bo Diddley
Covered by various other artists
Bo Diddley bought his baby a diamond ring
but that diamond ring don't shine
so he better take it to a private eye
if that private eye can't see
he better not take that ring from me
Bo Diddley bought him a nanny goat
to make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley caught him a bear cat
to make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Mojo, mojo and black cat bone
took Bo Diddley away from home
Mother ask mojo, where you been
up to Bo Diddley's house and back again
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, have you heard
my pretty baby said she wasn't 'fer' it
Maandag 5 maart 2007
Leaving Nancy
Leaving Nancy
Composer(s): Eric Bogle
Performer(s): Eric Bogle
and multiple other artists
In comes the train and the whole platform shakes
It stops with a shudder and a screaming of brakes
The parting has come and my weary soul aches
I'm leaving my Nancy-O
And you stand there so calmly, determinedly gay
You talk of the weather and events of the day
But your eyes tell me all that your tongue doesn't say
Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer
Put your head upon my shoulder
And let me hold you one last time
Before the whistle blows
My suitcase is lifted and stowed on the train
A thousand regrets whirl around in my brain
The ache in my heart is a black sea of pain
I'm leaving my Nancy-O
But you stand there beside me so lovely to see
But the grip of your hand is an unspoken plea
You're not fooling yourself and you're not fooling me
Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer
Put your head upon my shoulder
And let me hold you one last time
Before the whistle blows
But our time has run out and the whistle has blown
So here I must leave you standing alone
We had so little time and now the time's gone
Goodbye my Nancy-O
And as the train starts gently to roll
And as I lean out to wave and to call
I see the first tears trickle and fall
Goodbye my Nancy-O
And come a little closer
Put your head upon my shoulder
And let me hold you one last time
Before the whistle blows
And let me hold you one last time
Before the whistle blows
Maandag 5 maart 2007
Blus-Blues
Blus-Blues
Performer(s): Ola Magnell
Hennes blus är gul och hon har blåa jeans
Som hon har köpt på Gul & Blå
Hennes fötter saknar markkontakt
För skorna har en jättehög platå
Och jag undrar vad hon tänker
På sin halta promenad
Hennes tajta brallbak blänker
Men hon verkar inte glad
Hon tycks ha nog av hur hon tar sej ut
Tills hon har tagit sej in till slut
Hennes ögon verkar släckta
Under ögonlock i silvervitt och blått
Hennes blickar riktas framåt
De har inte vikit alls där hon har gått
Om man talar till den damen
Kan man känna sej ganska viss
Om att inte få nått svar men
Hennes ögon åker hiss
Och visst känner man sej tacksam som publik
När man får se ett livs levande lik
Zondag 4 maart 2007
Leaving Louisiana In The Broad Daylight
Leaving Louisiana In The Broad Daylight
Composer(s): Rodney Crowell - Donivan Cowart
Performer(s): Rodney Crowell
and multiple other artists
Mary took to running with
a travelin' man
Left her momma crying with
her head in her hands
Such a sad case, so
broken hearted
She say momma, I got to go,
I gotta get outta here
I gotta get out of town; I'm
tired of hanging around
I gotta roll on
between the ditches
It's just an ordinary story
'bout the way things go
Round and around nobody
knows, but the highway
Goes on forever, that 'ol
highway rolls on forever
Lord she never would've done
it if she hadn't got drunk
If she hadn't started
running with a travelin man
If she hadn't started
taking those crazy changes
She say daughter, let me tell
you 'bout the travelin kind
Everywhere he's goin' such
a very short time
He'll be long gone before
you know it, he'll be long
Gone before you
know it
She say never have I known
it when it felt so good
Never have I knew it when
I knew I could
Never have I done it when
it looked so right
Leaving Louisiana in the
broad daylight
This is down in the
swampland, anything goes
It's alligator bait and
the bars don't close
It's the real thing
down in Louisiana
Did you ever see a cajun
when he really got mad
When he really got trouble
like a daughter gone bad
It gets real hot down
in Louisiana
The stranger better move it
or he's gonna get killed
He's gonna have to get it
or a shotgun will
It ain't no time for
lengthy speeches
There ain't no time for
lengthy speeches
She say never have I know
it when it felt so good
Never have I knew it when
I knew I could
Never have I done it when
it looked so right
Leaving Louisiana in the
broad daylight
It's just an ordinary story
'bout the way things go
Round and around nobody knows, but
the highway goes on forever
There ain't no way to
stop the water
Zondag 4 maart 2007
Blumen Für Die Damen
