Zaterdag 3 februari 1973
That Face
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That Face
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Zaterdag 3 februari 1973
My Unfinished Symphony
My Unfinished Symphony
Composer(s): Milton Carson
Performer(s): David Whitfield
My love is my unfinished symphony
When you kiss me violins begin to play
The melody I hear when you are near
Will linger on till tomorrow is today
My love's a rhapsody the breezes sigh
In my heart it sings and echoes to the sky
Such a love will live on through eternity
That's my unfinished symphony
Such a love will live on through eternity
That's my unfinished symphony
Zaterdag 3 februari 1973
Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers
Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers
Composer(s): Steve Hanley; Craig Scanlon; Mark E. Smith
Performer(s): The Fall
Porterage down
The dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Sells person mobile
Porterage down
Dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim
One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall
Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards
Trapped in their town
Their bracing criminals in panicky hall
No time for The Fall group
I'll put you down
Porterage down
To the dark gross chapel
These stepped streets around now
(So's cro-cellar...)
I'll put you down
To the gross chapel
You were right said Peter
Dying for a smoke
But you should've said to them please
(Job's idea) how little they (...)
(Like Canava's) coming up assaulted
They were as fed up as I was
Waiting outside after putting blame on you
Porterage down
(I slam) I am ailing
Porterage down
(...)
Wearing his clothes, they (...)
and their commandos live happy
In that scaly (eard)
Where (air) were commandos
Storm all pallisades
Our leaders will not refuse us
We will (tangle maze)
Throw them from glasses
And about the enemy's ears
Sing
Ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
I'll put you down
Vrijdag 2 februari 1973
That Did It, Marie
That Did It, Marie
Composer(s): Irene Higginbotham - Fred Meadows
Performer(s): Peggy Lee; Benny Goodman
I was an icky, couldn't get in the groove
Till this old band began to move
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie
The heat was rising to a hundred and five
When all the cats gave out the jive
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie
Dig that sax you jumpin jacks
Does that eighty-eighter send ya
Jump jump jump it to that trumpet
Satch is gonna blow a bunch of riffs
Ha!
They called me squarey when I walked in at eight
By twelve o'clock they called me gate
Ree ree fah fah bye bye bye
That did it Marie
Vrijdag 2 februari 1973
My Uncle
My Uncle
Composer(s): Graham Parsons; Chris Hillman
Originally performed by: The Flying Burrito Brothers
A letter came today from the draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionnaire
It asked me lots of things about my mama and papa
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
A sad old soldier once told me a story
About a battlefield that he was on
He said a man should never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is wrong
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground, yeah
Now, I don't know how much I owe my uncle
But I suspect it's more than I can pay
He's asking me to sign a three-year contract
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver may be just my kind of town
'Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
That tends to keep a good man underground
Vrijdag 2 februari 1973
Groovy Situation
Groovy Situation
Composer(s): Herman Davis; Russell R. Lewis
Performer(s): Gene Chandler;
and various other artists
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
Good evening sweet darling
May I ask your name
You seem to be lonely
Well don't worry I'm feeling the same
Oh, it's a groovy situation
A splendid combination
That we should meet
At a time like this
Oh it's a groovy situation
a splendid combination
You're something that
I just can't miss
It's been a long time sweet darling
since love has come my way
But I'm trying so hard
To find the right words to say
Oh, it's a groovy situation
A splendid combination
That we should meet
At a time like this
Oh it's a groovy situation
a splendid combination
You're something that
I just can't miss
Donderdag 1 februari 1973
That Certain Smile
That Certain Smile
Composer(s): D. Mitchell - Midge Ure
Performer(s): Midge Ure
Cross your heart and hope to die it's love
A perfect world in my minds eye and oh
The face that's watching me tonight - has me
Falling for that certain smile
Hold your hand up
swear to God
it's love
Help me to believe
because for all
The words you said to me tonight - has me
Falling for that certain smile
Falling for that certain smile
Take my tears and smile for me
it's love
Take my soul
my heart
my fears for oh
The way you're touching me tonight - has me
Falling for that certain smile
Bring me passion
bring me lust or love
Bring me only truth
because for all
The times you said to me tonight - have me
Falling for that certain smile
Falling for that certain smile
Falling for that certain smile
Donderdag 1 februari 1973
My Turn On Earth
My Turn On Earth
Composer(s): Lex de Azevedo; Carol Lynn Pearson
The world turns 'round like a merry go round
It lets some off and it takes some on
Some horses are high and some horses are low
Some turns are short and some turns are long
My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth
Well never mind just how long you stay
The size or shade of the horse you've got
Just see all the sights and hear all the sounds
And feel the sun, and you'll learn a lot
My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth
The world turns 'round like a Ferris wheel
Some times you're low and sometimes you're high
But even way down you can never forget
The thrill you feel when you're touchin' the sky
My turn, it's my turn
It ends with death it begins with birth
And it's my turn, it's my turn
It's my turn on Earth
Donderdag 1 februari 1973
Groovin'
Groovin'
Composer(s): Brigati; Cavaliere
Performer(s): The Young Rascals
Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of
Movin' down a crowded avenue
Doing anything we like to do
There's always lots of things that we can see
You can be anyone we like to be
All those happy people we could meet
Just groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really, couldn't get away too soon
We'll keep on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it coming closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away to soon
No, No, No, No
Groovin'
Groovin'
Woensdag 31 januari 1973
That Certain Female
That Certain Female
Composer(s): Charlie Feathers
Performer(s): Charlie Feathers
Well
Ah huh-uh-uh-huh, oooow!
Yeah!
Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind
And I’m’a lookin’ for me a woman
But she’s mighty hard ta’find
Oh’I asked my country cousin
Check the hottest spots in town
Oh that little-bitty woman
Well she just ain’t around
Ooww! Hey, hey, ho!
Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go
Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman’s got’ta show
I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know
Ooooooww!!
Yes!
Do it!
Do it twice!
Woo!
Well I’m’a just’a single fella
With a lot on my mind
I said I’m lookin’ for me a woman
She’s mighty hard ta’ find
I asked my country cousin
Where’s she hangin’ out
Lost this little bitty woman, she’s just outta sight
Oh ho ho Ho!
Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Checkin’ high an’low
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the go
Waitin’
Watchin’
That woman, she’s gonna show
I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know…
Ooohhh... Now...
I just need a simple
Where she’s hanging out
I promise’ta make it worth your while
If you mark her out
Name your price and make it fast
Waited much too long
Got that woman on the mind
I’m gonna bring’er home
Oh Yeah!
Oh I’m lookin’
Lookin’
Searchin’ high an’low
OW!
Don’t wanna miss’a spot
Keep it on the goooo
Waitin’
Watchin’
This woman, she gonna show
I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll ever know
Baby, I need you...
How much you’ll never know
Lord, I need this little bitty woman
How much you’ll never know!
Owww!
Woensdag 31 januari 1973
My Truly, Truly Fair
My Truly, Truly Fair
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
and various other artists
(Oh, hooo)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly, truly fair)
(There's songs to sing her)
(Trinkets to bring her)
(Flowers for her golden hair)
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooo)
Now, some men plow the open plains
Some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid
For work I have no time
She's my truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooo)
Now once I sailed from Boston Bay
Bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore
Back to my truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooo)
I love she and she loves me
Pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live-long night
'Bout who loves who the most
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooo)
Ah, Soon I'm gonna marry her
Love her till I die
There ain't no livin' on love alone
But still I'm gonna try
(Truly, truly fair)
(Truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
There's songs to sing her
Trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(For her golden hair)
How I love my truly fair
(Loves his truly fair)
Wow! How I love my truly fair
(How he loves his truly fair)
Woensdag 31 januari 1973
Groove With You
Groove With You
Composer(s): Ernie Isley; Marvin Isley; Chris Jasper
Performer(s): The Isley Brothers;
Ambelique; Phyllis Hyman; Phil Perry
Oh, I've been thinking of you
and you've been thinking of me
Oh, I'll give all that I have
If you'll give all that I need
And oh, oh, oh, let's be fair
And I think its time we cleared the air
I've been watching you, you've been watching me
You know I've been wanting to groove with you
Girl, speak your mind
Groove with you
You been thinking all of this time
Groove with you
Aw baby what I wouldn't do
Groove with you
Just spending my days with you
Oh, love is all in your eyes
love fire is burning for me
You stay all in my mind
Oh woman, it's easy to see
Oh, let's be fair
You know it's time we cleared the air
You've been watching me, I've been watching you
You know, you know
Groove with you
Oh I want a groove, I want a groove
Groove with you
I've been thinking, you've been thinking, thinking of me
Groove with you
Oh what I wouldn't do to groove with you
Groove with you
You've been watching, I been watching watching you
Groove with you
And every chance I get, from the first time we meet
I want a groove with you
Dinsdag 30 januari 1973
Texas Trilogy: Train Ride
Texas Trilogy: Train Ride
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969
Well, the last time I remember that train stopping at the depot
Was when me and my Aunt Veta came riding back from Waco
I remember I was wearing my long pants and we was sharing
Conversation with a man who sold ball-point pens and paper
And the train stopped once in Clifton where my Aunt bought me some ice cream
And my Mom was there to meet us when the train pulled into Kopperl
But now kids at night break window lights
And the sound of trains only remains
In the memory of the ones like me
Who have turned their backs on the splintered cracks
In the walls that stand on the railroad land
Where we used to play and then run away from the depot man
I remember me and brother used to run down to the depot
Just to listen to the whistle when the train pulled into Kopperl
And the engine big and shiny, black as coal that fed the fire
And the engineer would smile and say, "Howdy, how ya fellows?"
And the people by the windows playing cards and reading papers
Looked as far away to us as next summer's school vacation
But now kids at night break window lights
And the sound of trains only remains
In the memory of the ones like me
Who have turned their backs on the splintered cracks
In the walls that stand on the railroad land
Where we used to play and then run away from the depot man
Dinsdag 30 januari 1973
My True Story
My True Story
Composer(s): Eugene Pitt; Oscar Waltzer
Performer(s): The Jive 5
Cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
There is a story yeah
That I must tell
Of two lovers
That I bewail
Now they must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Their blues away
(Cry cry cry their blues away)
Her name was Sue yeah
His name was Earl
His love was Lorraine
She's a wonderful girl
But they must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Their blues away
(Their blues away)
Love will make you happy
And love will make you cry
Love will make the tears fall
When your lover says goodbye
And then you'll cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Your blues away
(Cry cry cry their blues away)
This story ends yeah
It was no lie
Names have been changed dear
To protect you and I
But we must cry, cry, cry whoa-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Our blues away
(Cry cry cry)
Mmm (whoa-uh our blues away)
We must cry
(Cry cry cry whoa-uh our blues away)
Dinsdag 30 januari 1973
Groove Me
Groove Me
Composer(s): King Floyd
Performer(s): King Floyd
Uhh! Awww, sookie sookie now!
Hey! Oww, uhh! Come on, baby!
Hey there, Sugar Darlin'
Let me tell you something
Girl, I've been trying to say, now
You look so sweet
And you're so doggone fine
I just can't get you out of my mind
You've become a sweet taste in my mouth, now
And I want you to be my spouse
So that we can live happily, nah-nah
In a great big ol' roomy house
And I know you're gonna groove me, baby
Ahh, yeah, now
You make me feel good inside
Come on, and groove me, baby
I need you to groove me
Ahhh, yeah, now, now, darling
Uhh! Come on, come on!
Hey! Uhh!
Hey there, Sugar Darlin'
Come on, give me something
Girl, I've been needing for days
Yes, I'm good, good loving
With plenty, plenty hugging
Ooh, you cute little thang, you
Girl, between you and me, nah-nah
We don't need no company
No other man, no other girl
Can enter into our world
Not as long as you groove me, baby
Ahh, come on
Make me feel good inside
Come on and groove me, baby
Move me, baby
Ahh, sock it to me, mama
Uhh! Ahh, I like it like that, baby
Uhh! Groove me, baby! Hey! Uhh!
Groove me, darling!
Come on, come on
I need you to sock it to me, mama
Come on and groove me, baby
Hey! Uhh! Good, God!
It makes me feel so good inside, mama
Now, come on, come on, and uhh
Groove me, baby, groove me, baby
Ahh, sock it to me
Sock it to me
Rock it to me
Come on, come on!
Come on!
And uhh
Groove me, mama, I want you to
Groove me!
Maandag 29 januari 1973
Texas Trilogy: Daybreak
Texas Trilogy: Daybreak
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969
Six o'clock silence of a new day beginning
Is heard in the small Texas town
Like a signal from nowhere the people who live there
Are up and moving around
'Cause there's bacon to fry and there's biscuits to bake
On the stove that the Salvation Army won't take
And you open the windows and you turn on the fan
'Cause it's hotter than hell when the sun hits the land
Walter and Fanny, well, they own the grocery
That sells most all that you need
They've been up and working since early this morning
They've got the whole village to feed
Well, they put out fresh eggs and throw bad ones away
That rotted because of the heat yesterday
The store is all dark so you can't see the flies
That settle on round steak and last Monday's pies
Sleepy Hill's drugstore and the cafe are open
The coffee is bubbling hot
'Cause the folks that ain't working gonna sit there 'til sundown
And talk about what they ain't got
Someone just threw a clutch in the old pickup truck
It seems like they're riding on a streak of bad luck
The doctor bills came and the well has gone dry
Seems their grown kids don't care whether they live or die
Maandag 29 januari 1973
My True Love
My True Love
Composer(s): Jack Scott
Performer(s): Jack Scott
I prayed to the Lord to send me a love
He sent me an angel from heaven above
The stars in the sky he placed in her eyes
She is my true love
The touch (my true love) of her hand (my true love)
Captured (my true love) my soul (my true love)
And the kiss (my true love) from her lips (my true love)
Set my heart (my true love) aglow (my true love)
And I know (my true love) from heaven (my true love)
From heaven (my true love) above (my true love)
Came my, my true love
Darling I love you
I'll always be true
My prayers, they were answered
When the Lord sent me you
With, love and devotion
That I never knew
Until the Lord above sent me you
And I thank (my true love) the heavens (my true love)
The heavens above (my true love)
For sending my true love
(My true love)
Maandag 29 januari 1973
Groove Juice Special
Groove Juice Special
Composer(s): Slim Gaillard
Performer(s): Slim Gaillard
The groove juice special keeps rolling along
the groove juice special it's the night clubbers' song
You're out at night, and art feelin' tight
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice
Z for ziskey is the word you'll say
When the bottles start comin' your way
You'll be hoppin' like hades a poppin'
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice
You'll feel mellow, just a cello
you'll feel fine
just like wine, and I ain't lyin'
The groove juice special keeps rolling along
the groove juice special it's the night clubbers' song
You'll feel great like a P38
The juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy groove juice
Zondag 28 januari 1973
Texas Trilogy: Bosque County Romance
Texas Trilogy: Bosque County Romance
Composer(s): Steven Fromholz
First release by: Steven Fromholz - 1969
Mary Martin was a schoolgirl just seventeen or so
When she married Billy Archer about fourteen years ago
Not even out of high school, folks said it wouldn't last
But when you grow up in the country, you grow up mighty fast
They married in a hurry in March before school was out
Folks said that she was pregnant, "Just wait and you'll find out"
It came about that winter, one gray November morn
The first of many more to come, a baby boy was born
And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown
Now Billy kept what cattle his father could afford
Bouncing across the cactus in a 1950 Ford
The cows were sick and skinny and the weed was all that grew
But Billy kept the place alive, the only thing he knew
And Mary cooked the supper and Mary scrubbed the clothes
And Mary busted horses and blew the baby's nose
And Mary and a shotgun kept the rattlesnakes away
How she kept on smiling no one could ever say
And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown
Now the drought of fifty-seven was a curse upon the land
No one in Bosque county could give Bill a helping hand
The ground was cracked and broken and the truck was out of gas
And cows can't feed on prickly pear instead of growing grass
Well, the weather got the water and a snake bite took a child
And a fire in the old barn took the hay that Bill had piled
The mortgage got the money and the screw worm got the cows
The years have come for Mary, she's waiting for them now
And cattle is their game and Archer is the name
They give to the acres that they own
If the Brazos don't run dry
And the newborn calves, they don't die
Another year from Mary will have flown
Another year from Mary will have flown
Zondag 28 januari 1973
My Town
