Dinsdag 4 december 1973
Carioca
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Dinsdag 4 december 1973
Can't You Hear My Heartbeat
Can't You Hear My Heartbeat
Composer(s): John Carter - Kenneth Alan Hawker
First release by: Goldie and The Gingerbreads - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Every time I see you lookin' my way
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
In the car or walking down the highway
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
When you move up closer to me
I get a feelin' that's ooo-wee
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love
When I feel you put your arms around me
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Then I'm glad, I'm mighty glad I found you
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
When you asked me to meet your Ma
I knew that baby, we'd be going far
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat?
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love
All my friends are cryin' out to meet you
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Now's the time to go and see the preacher
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Wedding bells are gonna chime
Baby, baby, you're gonna be mine
Can't you hear the poundin' of my heartbeat
'cause you're the one I love, you're the one I love
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Baby, baby, can't you hear my heartbeat?
Dinsdag 4 december 1973
Find Me A Primitive Man
Find Me A Primitive Man
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Lee Wiley;
and various other artists
Now, before this modern idea had burst
About the women and children first
The men had much more charm than they have today
And if only one of that type survived
The very moment that he arrived
I know I'd fall in love in a great big way
I can't imagine being bad
With any Arrow collar ad
Nor could I take the slightest joy
In waking up a college boy
I've no desire to be alone
With Rudy Vallee's megaphone
So when I'm saying my prayers, I say
Find me a primitive man
Built on a primitive plan
Someone with vigor and vim
I don't mean a kind that belongs to a club
But the kind that has a club that belongs to him
I could be the personal slave
Of someone just out of a cave
The only man who'll ever win me
Has gotta wake up the gypsy in me
Find me a primitive man
Find me a primitive man
Trouve moi un homme primitif
Trouve moi un garcon naif
Quelqu'un tout plein de vigeur
Ces p'tits maquereaux qu'on appelle gigolos ne
Pourraient jamais donner le vrai bonheur
J'ai besoin d'un bel animal
Pour chauffeur mon chaffage centrale
Et l'homme qui me veut pour capitane
Devrait reveiler mon sang tzigane
Trouve moi un homme primitif, vif
Trouve moi un homme primitif
(Find me a primitive man
Find me a forthright young lad
Someone with vigor to spare
Those fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness
I must have a gorgeous beast
To heat up my own central heat
And he who aspires to be my stud
Must reawake my gypsy blood
Find me a primitive man)
Maandag 3 december 1973
The Candy Man
The Candy Man
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse - Anthony Newley
Performer(s): Sammy Davis Jr.
and multiple other artists
(Candy man)
(Hey, Candy man)
Alright everybody gather 'round
The Candy Man is here
What kind of candy do you want
Sweet choc'late
Choc'late malted candy
Gum drops
Anything you want
You've come to the right man
'Cause I'm the Candy Man
Who can take a sunrise (who can take a sunrise)
Sprinkle it with dew (sprinkle it with dew)
Cover it with choc'late and a miracle or two
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
Oh, the Candy Man can (the Candy Man can)
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Makes the world taste good)
Who can take a rainbow (who can take a rainbow)
Wrap it in a sigh (wrap it in a sigh)
Soak it in the sun and make a groovy lemon pie
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
The Candy Man can (the Candy Man can)
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Makes the world taste good)
(The Candy Man makes everything he bakes)
(Satisfying and delicious)
Now you talk about your childhood wishes
You can even eat the dishes
Oh, who can take tomorrow (who can take tomorrow)
Dip it in a dream (dip it in a dream)
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
Oh, the Candy Man can (the Candy Man can)
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Makes the world taste good)
(The Candy Man makes everything he bakes)
(Satisfying and delicious)
Talk about your childhood wishes
You can even eat the dishes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Who can take tomorrow (who can take tomorrow)
Dip it in a dream (dip it in a dream)
Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream
The Candy Man (the Candy Man)
The Candy Man can (the Candy Man can)
The Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Makes the world taste good)
Yes, the Candy Man can
'Cause he mixes it with love
And makes the world taste good
(Makes the world taste good)
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man
(Makes the world taste good)
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man
(Makes the world taste good)
A-Candy Man, a-Candy Man, a-Candy Man
Maandag 3 december 1973
Can't You Find Another Way (Of Doing It)
Can't You Find Another Way (Of Doing It)
Composer(s): Homer Banks - Raymond Jackson
Performer(s): Sam & Dave
You hurt me when you told me you
Will never be mine
Soon the day will roll around when I'll see you my last time
The one you really love will soon be comin' home
And I'll be the one you left standin' all alone
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Oooh, never never found nobody, everything little girl
Everything that I've been lookin' for, can't you find
Another way
I'll do my very best to get over you
But deep down in this heart of mine, I know it ain't no use
It'll be like fightin' an army with my bare hands
Knowin' all the time, little girl, that I'm on the losin' end
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Oooh, never never found nobody, everything little girl
Everything that I've been lookin' for, can't you find
Another way
Oh, the road's a little too close for you to step out now
Don't you know, if you leave me, baby, you're surely gonna tear me down
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way
Can't you find another way
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Can't you find another way of doin' it baby, can't you
Maandag 3 december 1973
Fin D'Après-Midi
Fin D'Après-Midi
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jacques Dutronc
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
tu es quelque part à Paris
ou chez toi
tout seul ou avec des amis
je n'sais pas
moi je suis allongée sur mon lit
dehors y a trop de gens, de voitures et de bruit
j'ai posé un instant ce livre qui m'ennuie
tout doucement descend la nuit
et je vois
par la fenêtre le voisin qui
croise les bras
moi, je suis allongée sur mon lit
je me sens un peu faim
il est six heures et demie
je ne sais pas très bien
de quoi j'aurais envie
Zondag 2 december 1973
The Camel And The Butterfly
The Camel And The Butterfly
Composer(s): Frederic Norton
Once upon a time there lived a dromedary
Oh, so full of woe was he
The reason was, because he could not fly like a fairy
Oh, so full of woe was he
One day he chanced to spy
A gorgeous butterfly
Said he, "Oh! would you be so kind
To teach me how to fly?"
And the butterfly just cock'd his eye
He saw a chance of fun
Said he, aloud, "'Twill make me proud
"To show you how it's done"
Said the butterfly, "You must climb that mountain bare"
(Oh! so weary was the dromedary)
"And when you reach the top
You must take a jump in the air
You will fly like a fairy"
The camel closed his eyes
And took an awful jump
The earth it shook for miles around
He fell with such a bump!
And I grieve to say, since that sad day
All through that dreadful jump
That camels all, both great and small
Have always had the...
Have always had the hump!
Zondag 2 december 1973
Can't We Try
Can't We Try
Composer(s): Dan Hill
Performer(s): Dan Hill
I see your face cloud over like a little girls
And your eyes have lost their shine
You whisper something softly
I'm not meant to hear
Baby tell me what's on your mind
I don't' care what people say
About the two of us from different worlds
I love you so much that it hurts inside
Are you listening
Please listen to me girl
Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try to understand
That it's love we're fighting for
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride
I love you so much baby
That it tears me up inside
I hear you on the telephone
With god knows who
Spilling out your heart for free
Everyone needs someone they can talk to
Girls that someone should be me
So many times I've tried to tell you
You just turn away
My life is changing so fast now
Leaves me lonely and afraid
Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try to understand
That it's love we're fighting for
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride
I love you so much baby
That it tears me up inside
Don't let our love fade away
No matter what people say
I need you more and more each day
Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try just a little bit harder
Can't we give just a little bit more
Can't we try just a little more passion
Can't we try just a little less pride
Love you so much baby
Tears me up inside
Zondag 2 december 1973
Fim Do Mundo
Fim Do Mundo
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Fausto Nilo
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Faça comigo, cantoria de alegria
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Faça comigo, um embarque sem retorno
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Faça comigo um pouquinho de cuidado
Juro que sou assim
Do fim do mundo, do fim
Se junto a mim
O rio dos meus sonhos
Hoje é todo paraíso
E hoje se fez manhã
Parece que chorando eu chego perto
E nós nesse deserto
Filhos nascidos do sol, da noite, da lua
Parece o fim do mundo, o fim
Zaterdag 1 december 1973
The Cajun Queen
The Cajun Queen
Composer(s): Wayne Walker
Performer(s): Jimmy Dean; Jack Dean; Don Sebesky
She kinda breezed into town from New Orleans
And said, "Boys, I'm Big John's Cajun Queen
Now I didn't come here to argue or waste anbody's time
I just came to get my man from your dirty old mine
'Cause he moves me!
Now where you give up's where old Queenie's gonna start
'Cause I got a powerful love in my heart
So just show me the hole way down in the ground
And tell the whole wide world Big John's been found
And he's livin'!"
So down in the mine without a sign of a light
Old Queenie went a-lookin' for John that night
She found him there at the bottom of the pit
And placed a red hot kiss on those cold blue lips!
He started breathin'!
She waited a minute and then she kissed him again
And old John got the power of a hundred men
Up he come a-clawin' and a-diggin' like a mole
And said, "Come on Queenie, we're gonna leave this hole!"
They started walkin'!
Now a roar from the crowd greeted this fine pair
As they both walked out in that cool night air
And up for silence went Big John's hand
And the Queen said, "I told you I'd get my man
'Cause he moves me!"
You can find them today, they're down in New Orleans
Big Bad John and his Cajun Queen
They're a little bit wrinkled from the strain of time
But their love's just as strong as that night in the mine
A hundred and ten grandchildren!
Now the moral of this story has a real clear omen
Don't you ever underestimate the power of a woman!
Zaterdag 1 december 1973
Can't We Just Sit Down (And Talk It Over)
Can't We Just Sit Down (And Talk It Over)
Composer(s): Tony McAulay
Performer(s): Donna Summer
Cold and lonely night, you don’t have to leave at all
A car rolls up outside on time, a moment from your call
And handshake seems more fitting than a kiss
Such a shame that you and I should have to end like this
Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Surely you can ask the better way
Strange that you’re the one so set on leaving
And I’m the one who said last night that it was all too late
Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Who knows, maybe in a little while
We’ll forget our pride, and the things we said last night
And maybe you and I can talk it out
Tonight stay somewhere warm, they say it’s gonna freeze
You may not find a place at all, so be sure and take your keys
I can almost taste the silence now
Does it really matter still,
Who was wrong, who let who down
Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Who knows, maybe in a little while
We’ll forget our pride, and the things we said last night
And maybe you and I can talk it out
Hold on, hold on
Surely you and I can talk it out
Hold on, hold on
Surely you and I can make it right
Hold on, hold on, yeah
Can’t we just sit down and talk it over
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Zaterdag 1 december 1973
Fils De Personne
Fils De Personne
English Title: Fortunate Son
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Y en a qui naissent
Dans les plis du drapeau
Au son des hymnes militaires
Et quand la troupe défile sous leurs carreaux
Ils ont l'âme guerrière
Mais pas moi
Mais pas moi
Je ne suis pas né militaire
Mais pas moi
Mais pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne
Y en a qui naissent avec dans leur berceau
Les milliards de leur père
On leur apprend que tout peux s'acheter
Les affaires, oui, sont les affaires
Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je ne suis pas né milliardaire
Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne
Y en a qui naissent
Dans le respect des lois
Ils peuvent faire une belle carrière
Leurs paradis, c'est un bureau étroit
Dans un immense ministère
Mais pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je ne suis pas né fonctionnaire
Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne
Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne
Non, pas moi
Non, pas moi
Je suis le fils de personne...
Vrijdag 30 november 1973
The Caissons Go Rolling Along
The Caissons Go Rolling Along
Composer(s): Major Edmund L. Gruber
Performer(s): Bob Crosby & His Orch.
and multiple other artists
Over hill, over dale
As we hit the dusty trail
And the Caissons go rolling along
In and out, hear them shout
Counter march and right about
And the Caissons go rolling along
Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along
In the storm, in the night
Action left or action right
See those Caissons go rolling along
Limber front, limber rear
Prepare to mount your cannoneer
And those Caissons go rolling along
Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along
Was it high, was it low
Where the hell did that one go?
As those Caissons go rolling along
Was it left, was it right
Now we won't get home tonight
And those Caissons go rolling along
Then it's hi! hi! hee!
In the field artillery
Shout out your numbers loud and strong
For where e'er you go
You will always know
That the Caissons go rolling along
That the Caissons go rolling along
That the Caissons go rolling along
Vrijdag 30 november 1973
Can't We Be Friends?
Can’t We Be Friends?
Composer(s): Paul James - Kay Swift
Performer(s): Mildred Bailey & Ellis Larkin Trio
and multiple other artists
I thought I’d found the man of my dreams
Now it seems this is how the story ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?
I thought for once it couldn’t go wrong
Not for long, I can see the way this ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?
Never again, through with love, through with men
They play the game without shame, and who’s to blame?
I thought I’d found a man I could trust
What a bust, this is how the story ends
He’s gonna turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?
Why should I care?
Though he gave me the air
Why should I cry, heave a sigh and wonder why?
I should have seen the signal to stop
What a flop, this is how the story ends
I’ll let him turn me down and say
Can’t we be friends?
Vrijdag 30 november 1973
Fils De ...
Fils De ...
Composer(s): Jacques Brel; Gérard Jouannest
Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Fils de bourgeois
Ou fils d'apôtres
Tous les enfants
Sont comme les vôtres
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Le même sourire
Les mêmes larmes
Les mêmes alarmes
Les mêmes soupirs
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après
Mais fils de sultan
Fils de fakir
Tous les enfants
Ont un empire
Sous voutes d'or
Sous toits de chaumes
Tous les enfants
Ont un royaume
Un coin de vague
Une fleur qui tremble
Un oiseau mort
Qui leur ressemble
Fils de sultan
Fils de fakir
Tous les enfants
Ont un empire
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après
Mais fils de bon fils
Ou fils d'étranger
Tous les enfants
Sont des sorciers
Fils de l'amour
Fils d'amourettes
Tous les enfants
Sont des poètes
Ils sont bergers
Ils sont rois mages
Font des nuages
Pour mieux voler
Mais fils de bon fils
Ou fils d'étranger
Tous les enfants
Sont des sorciers
Ce n'est qu'après
Longtemps après
Mais fils de bourgeois
Ou fils d'apôtres
Tous les enfants
Sont comme les vôtres
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Le même sourire
Les mêmes larmes
Les mêmes alarmes
Les mêmes soupirs
Fils de César
Ou fils de rien
Tous les enfants
Sont comme le tien
Donderdag 29 november 1973
The Buzzard Was Their Friend
The Buzzard Was Their Friend
Composer(s): Dan Hicks
Performer(s): Dan Hicks & His Hot Licks
A black-headed buzzard led the others on
he knew he couldn't get nothin' by stayin at home
black headed and looking slick flying right along
and where did he take them? the buzzard was their friend
he took 'em all down and bought 'em a bowl of whats-is-name
they were gettin' fat jus' goin' to bat on the bowls of it
he blew a whistle, blew it just once
and they were in the air and looking 'round
the wind was gustin' thirty
they were gettin awful dirty but they didnt mind
when that bacon fries I want you gone
a little bit a travlin' never done no wrong whoa-oh
look in the sky see those buzzards how they fly
black headed and looking slick flying right along
Lickettes!
the bacon grease dont matter none let it slip and slide and run
it aint no lie, look in the sky see how they fly
black headed and looking slick flying right along
and when it fry, fry a lot you mize well cook up all you got
hey hey put it your day see those buzzards on their way
black headed and looking slick flying right along
black headed and looking slick flying right along
and where did he take them? the buzzard was their friend
he took 'em all down and bought 'em a bowl of whats-is-name
they were gettin' fat jus' goin' to bat on the bowls of it
and when it fry, fry a lot you might as well cook up all you got
hey hey put it your day see those buzzards on their way
black headed and looking slick flying right along
black headed and looking slick flying right along
Donderdag 29 november 1973
Can't Wait All Night
Can't Wait All Night
Composer(s): Bryan Adams - Jim Vallance
Performer(s): Elkie Brooks; Juice Newton
I've got a secret in my heart
I've been holdin' for some time
But if I let the fire start
Would it be outta line
Now there's nothin' left to say
I just wanna make you mine
Don't let a good thing get away
Come on and make up your mind
Ya - show me a sign baby
Can't wait all night
Can't wait all day
When you gonna send a little lovin' my way
Now the feelin's right
I just wanna say
When you gonna send a little lovin' my way
Lovers come and lovers go
This time I know that it's for real
Why would you wanna be alone
When you could be with me
Ya - you coulda been with me
Donderdag 29 november 1973
Fille Sauvage
Fille Sauvage
Composer(s): Yves Dessca; D. Shirak
Performer(s): Claude François
Tu as déjà tracé le dessin de ta route
Pour après
Qu'on veuille te garder
C'est ce que tu redoutes
Je le sais
Tu es à moi ce soir mais dès que le soleil
Se lèvera
Quand je serais tomber dans un profond sommeil
Tu partiras
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'un jour
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'amour
Aimer sans le chercher selon la providence
Et adieu
Comment te retenir, comment faire si tu penses
Que c'est mieux
Tu dis que ta jeunesse est un trop beau trésor
Pour la laisser
Tout entière à mon cœur, tout entière à mon corps
Abandonner
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'un jour
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'amour
Tout au long d'une nuit tu laisses sur ta peau
Mes mains dansées
Mais elles cherchent à te prendre et voilà que l'oiseau
S'est envolé
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'un jour
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'amour
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'un jour
Fille, fille sauvage
Fille mirage
Fille d'amour
Woensdag 28 november 1973
Butcher's Tale (Western Front 1914)
Butcher's Tale (Western Front 1914)
Composer(s): Chris White
First release by: The Zombies - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
A butcher yes that was my trade
But the king's shilling is now my fee
A butcher I may as well have stayed
For the slaughter that I see
And the preacher in his pulpit
Sermon: "Go and fight, do what is right"
But he don't have to hear these guns
And I'll bet he sleeps at night
And I
And I can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home
Please let me go home
Go home
And I have seen a friend of mine
Hang on the wire
Like some rag toy
Then in the heat the flies come down
And cover up the boy
And the flies come down in
Gommecourt, Thiepval
Mametz Wood, and French Verdun
If the preacher he could see those flies
Wouldn't preach for the sound of guns
And I
And I can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home
Please let me go home
Go home
Woensdag 28 november 1973
Can't Teach An Old Dog New Tricks
