Woensdag 14 april 1976
The Snake
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Woensdag 14 april 1976
September Of My Years
September Of My Years
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - James Van Heusen
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
One day you turn around, and it's summer
Next day you turn around, and it's fall
And suddenly, all the springs and winters of a lifetime
Whatever happened to them all
As a man, who has always had the wandering ways
Now I'm looking back on yesterdays
'Til a long forgotten love appears
And I find, I'm sighing softly as I near
September, the warm September of my years
As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells
Now I'm watching children's carousels
And their laughter's music to my ears
And I find, I'm smiling gently as I near
September, the warm September of my years
The golden warm September of my years
Woensdag 14 april 1976
Coeur Blessé
Coeur Blessé
English Title: Broken Heart
Composer(s): Georges Aber; John D. Loudermilk; Ralph Siegel
Performer(s): Petula Clark
Cœur blessé, torturé
par tout le mal que tu m'as fait
au fond c'était perdu d'avance
il ne reste aucune chance
alors adieu moi je m'en vais
J'ai le cœur blessé
à tout jamais
il y a de quoi vous rendre fou
quand on a tout perdu d'un coup
adieu je m'en vais le cœur gros
il faut croire que c'était trop beau
Cœur blessé, torturé
par tout le mal que tu m'as fait
rien ne pourra calmer ma peine
je sais, quoi qu'il advienne
je ne pourrai plus t'oublier
J'ai le cœur blessé
à tout jamais...
Woensdag 14 april 1976
Richard Cory
Richard Cory
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel;
and various other artists
They say that Richard Cory
Owns one-half of this here town
With political connections
Spread his wealth around
Born into society, a banker's only child
He had everything a man could want
Power, grace and style
But I, work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm livin'
And I curse my poverty
That I wish that I could be
Yeah, I wish that I could be
Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory
Paper's print his pictures
Almost everywhere he go
Richard Cory at the opera
Richard Cory at the show
And the rumours of his a-parties
And the orgies on his yacht
Well, he surely must be happy
With everythang that he has got
But I, work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm livin'
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be, yea-ah
I wish that I could be, Richard Cory
He freely gave to charity
And had that common touch
They were grateful for his patronage
And thanked him very much
So my mind was filled with wonder
When the evenin' headlines read
That Richard Cory went home last night
And put a bullet through his head, hu
But I, I, I, work in his factory
And I, I don't don't dig the life I'm livin'
And I don't dig my poverty
And I wish that I could be
Yeah, an' I wish that I could be
Well, wish that I could be, Richard Cory
Ay-hey, I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be
Sometime, I wish that I could be
A-just like a-Richard Cory
Just li-iiiiiiike, a-Richard Cory
A-Richard Cory
A-Richard Cory
Just like Richard Cory
Dinsdag 13 april 1976
The Smiths And The Jones
The Smiths And The Jones
Composer(s): K. Twomey - A. Goodhart - I. Joseph
Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen
Who’s building the ships, who’s buying the planes
Who’s manning the tanks and the guns?
It’s the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s sons
Who fights in the north, who fights in the south
Who fights in the east and the west?
It’s the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s best
Oh they won’t be back till they attack
While there’s a job that must be done
Who’s sweethearts will yearn until they return
And who’ll be the happiest one?
But the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s sons
We the people are working night and day
To set the whole world free
And when I say “we”, it’s easy to see
that I mean you and me
Who’s building the planes? Who’s building the tanks?
Who’s launching the ships by the ton?
It’s the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s sons
Their aim is the same so what’s in a name
There’s just one desire to win
And the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’ve just begun to begin
Oh. They never stop till they’re on top
Why there’s a job that must be done
Who’s paying the tax? Who’s buying the bombs?
Who’s filling the treasury funds
It’s the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s sons
Right is on their side, they’ll fight with pride
And bring us victory
And last but not least they’ll mop up in the east
And then the united has won
With the Smiths and the Jones
And the Kellys and Cohens
They’re all democracy’s sons
Dinsdag 13 april 1976
Prends La Vie Comme Elle Vient
Prends La Vie Comme Elle Vient
((Adapted from: Do What You Do, Do Well (Ned Miller) - 1964))
((Danish Version: Gør Hvad Du Kan (Gustav Winckler) - 1965))
Composer(s): Ned Miller - Georges Aber - Claude Carrère
Performer(s): Sheila - 1966
La maison de tes rêves
Est en train de brûler
Elle s'en va en fumée,
Alors, qu'est-ce que tu ferais
Si cela devait arriver?
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui
Prends la vie comme elle vient
C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait
Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Tu viens de faire fortune
Mais dans un jeu d'enfer
D'un seul coup, tu la perds
Dis, qu'est-ce que tu vas faire?
Te voilà dans la misère
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui
Prends la vie comme elle vient
C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait
Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Si ton amour te quitte
Vas-tu t'avouer vaincu?
Ton coeur n'en peut plus
Alors que fais-tu?
Ne dis pas "Tout est perdu"
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui
Prends la vie comme elle vient
C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait
Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Si tout cela t'arrive
Avec tous ces malheurs
Si tu en sors vainqueur
Ce jour-là, pas d'erreur
Tu auras droit au bonheur
Prends la vie comme elle vient, oui
Prends la vie comme elle vient
C'est le secret de grand-père qui disait
Mais oui, prends la vie comme elle vient
Prends la vie comme elle vient
Dinsdag 13 april 1976
Code Of Love
Code Of Love
Composer(s): Gary Kemp
Performer(s): Spandau Ballet
He put so much into her life
She took so much out of his
It was a crucial assignment
No-one ever asked for this
It was a little confusing
He thought he knew what to do
But now they’re walking in silence
Little girl, and soldier blue
Well she wrote you a song saying that she approved
But you didn’t understand
And when love comes along it’s just a catcher in the rye
It’s hard to make those long term plans
Well it’s the code of love
You don’t understand her
Well it’s the code of love
You could never ask for more
They made a certain agreement
He’s bound to do what he’s told
He ran back home with the message
Screwed up in a pocket cold
She sat at home with her reason
A sour note and a tear
But love comes home for the season
Breaking down the walls of fears
Well it’s the code of love
You don’t understand her
Well it’s the code of love
You could never ask for more
Dinsdag 13 april 1976
Richard
Richard
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré; Marc Robine
Les gens
il conviendrait de ne les connaître que disponibles
A certaines heures pâles de la nuit
Près d'une machine à sous, avec des problèmes d'hommes simplement
Des problèmes de mélancolie
Alors, on boit un verre, en regardant loin derrière la glace du comptoir
Et l'on se dit qu'il est bien tard...
Richard, ça va?
Nous avons eu nos nuits comme ça moi et moi
Accoudés à ce bar devant la bière allemande
Quand je nous y revois des fois je me demande
Si les copains de ces temps-là vivaient parfois
Richard, ça va?
Si les copains cassaient leur âme à tant presser
Le citron de la nuit dans les brumes pernod
Si les filles prenaient le temps de dire un mot
A cette nuit qui les tenait qui les berçait
Richard, ça va?
A cette nuit comme une sœur de charité
Longue robe traînant sur leurs pas de bravade
Caressant de l'ourlet les pâles camarades
Qui venaient pour causer de rien ou d'amitié
Nous avons eu nos nuits...
Richard eh! Richard!
Les gens, il conviendrait de ne les connaître que disponibles
A certaines heures pâles de la nuit
Près d'une machine à sous avec des problèmes d'hommes, simplement
Des problèmes de mélancolie
Alors on boit un verre en regardant loin derrière la glace du comptoir
Et l'on se dit qu'il est bien tard...
Richard! encore un p'tit pour la route?
Richard! encore un p'tit pour la route?
Eh! m'sieur Richard encore un p'tit pour la route?
Allons! Richard... Richard... encore un p'tit!
Maandag 12 april 1976
The Smile You Smile
The Smile You Smile
Composer(s): Van Morisson
Performer(s): Van Morrison
The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes
The smile you smile as you and I, see through your laughing eyes
O baby, in the whirlpool of them
I can be in paradise
I go roamin' in the gloamin ever and a day with you
O yes we will, I go roamin' in the gloamin' ever and a day with you
O baby, and sit between the stars and say
That's my point of view
O yes - I, I, I, I, I love you
I, I, I, I, I love you
In the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray
O yeah, in the purple heather, on a hillside, mountain fog will stray
O yeah, and chase the coloured the grass
Around us in the same old way
I, I, I, I, I love you, baby
I, I, I, I, I love you, O baby
Maandag 12 april 1976
The Seine
The Seine
Composer(s): Irving Burgess
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; The Four Preps
One night along the river at Saint-Germain-des-Prés
I first met my beloved at a small sidewalk café
We walked along the river, the shadows passing by
But we only saw each other, the shining water and the sky
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there
Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
Standing there across the river, mid sound of horn and tram
In all her quiet beauty, the cathedral Notre Dame
And as we passed beside her, I said a little prayer
That when this dream was over, I'd awake and find you there
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there
Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
We walked along the river, 'till dawn was coming nigh
Beneath the Eiffel Tower we said our last good-bye
There on that splendid morning, I left you all in tears
And the beauty of that hour will shine within me through the years
The Seine, the Seine, when will I again meet her there
Greet her there on the moonlit banks of the Seine?
The Seine, the Seine
When will I again meet her there on the Seine?
Maandag 12 april 1976
Coda Di Lupo
Coda Di Lupo
Composer(s): Massimo Bubola; Fabrizio De André
Originally performed by: Fabrizio De André
Covered by various other artists
Quando ero piccolo m'innamoravo di tutto correvo dietro ai cani
e da marzo a febbraio mio nonno vegliava
sulla corrente di cavalli e di buoi
sui fatti miei sui fatti tuoi
e al dio degli inglesi non credere mai
E quando avevo duecento lune e forse qualcuna è di troppo
rubai il primo cavallo e mi fecero uomo
cambiai il mio nome in "Coda di lupo"
cambiai il mio pony con un cavallo muto
e al loro dio perdente non credere mai
E fu nella notte della lunga stella con la coda
che trovammo mio nonno crocifisso sulla chiesa
crocifisso con forchette che si usano a cena
era sporco e pulito di sangue e di crema
e al loro dio goloso non credere mai
E forse avevo diciott'anni e non puzzavo più di serpente
possedevo una spranga un cappello e una fionda
e una notte di gala con un sasso a punta
uccisi uno smoking e glielo rubai
e al dio della scala non credere mai
Poi tornammo in Brianza per l'apertura della caccia al bisonte
ci fecero l'esame dell'alito e delle urine
ci spiegò il meccanismo un poeta andaluso
- Per la caccia al bisonte - disse - Il numero è chiuso
E a un Dio a lieto fine non credere mai
Ed ero già vecchio quando vicino a Roma a Little Big Horn
capelli corti generale ci parlò all'università
dei fratelli tutte blu che seppellirono le asce
ma non fumammo con lui non era venuto in pace
e a un dio fatti il culo non credere mai
E adesso che ho bruciato venti figli sul mio letto di sposo
che ho scaricato la mia rabbia in un teatro di posa
che ho imparato a pescare con le bombe a mano
che mi hanno scolpito in lacrime sull'arco di Traiano
con un cucchiaio di vetro scavo nella mia storia
ma colpisco un po' a casaccio perchè non ho più memoria
e a un dio senza fiato non credere mai
Maandag 12 april 1976
Rich Girl
Rich Girl
Composer(s): Daryl Hall
Performer(s): Hall & Oates;
and various other artists
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
You can rely on the old man's money
You can rely on the old man's money
It's a bitch girl but it's gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Say money but it won't get you too far
Get you too far
And don't you know, don't you know
That it's wrong to take what is given you
So far gone, on your own
You can get along if you try to be strong
But you'll never be strong
'Cause
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
You can rely on the old man's money
You can rely on the old man's money
It's a bitch girl and it's gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Say money but it won't get you too far
Get you too far
High and dry, out of the rain
It's so easy to hurt others when you can't feel pain
And don't you know that a love can't grow
'Cause there's too much to give, 'cause you'd rather live
For the thrill of it all, oh
You're a rich girl, and you've gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
You can rely on the old man's money
You can rely on the old man's money
It's a bitch girl and it's gone too far
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Say money but it won't get you too far
Say money but it won't get you too far
Say money but it won't get you too far
Get you too far
And you say
You can rely on the old man's money
You can rely on the old man's money
You're a rich girl, a rich girl
Oh, you're a rich rich girl yeah
Say money but it won't get you too far
Oh, get ya too far
Zondag 11 april 1976
The Smile I Live For
The Smile I Live For
Composer(s): Christine McVie
Performer(s): Christine McVie
It took a lifetime to find you
And now I want you to stay
Oh, I don’t mind you can do anything
You can love me night and day
When you are there
Just to know you care
Brightens up a starless night
Your smile is all that I
That I live for
And I don’t know
What I did before
Your smile
Your smile
Makes it all worthwhile
Then you changed it around
Don’t let your little baby down
You were the only one
Thought I had you on the run
But now I guess it’s me
Begging you- begging you
When you are there
Just to know you care
Brightens up a starless night
Your smile is all that I
That I live for
And I don’t know
What I did before
Your smile
Your smile
Makes it all worthwhile
Then you changed it around
Don’t let your little baby down
You were the only one
Thought I had you on the run
But now I guess it’s me
Begging you- begging you
Zondag 11 april 1976
The Security Of Illusion
The Security Of Illusion
Performer(s): Saga
Don't be fooled by what you see
I'm just an ordinary man
So many years I've sacrificed my needs
So give the gentleman a hand
I can make you look the other way
I know exactly what you'll see
It never ceases to amaze
What you're watching is my dreams
But oh if you want some more
All you have to do is ask
Oh you think you've seen it all
But I always save the best for last
I was alone until I learned
The security of illusion
I can't explain but you must observe
The security of illusion
But oh if you want some more
All you have to do is ask
Oh you think you've seen it all
But I always save the best for last
Now just look into my eyes
I've found the way
Through the confusion
That's why I've lived my life
Safe inside the security of illusion
The security of illusion
The security of illusion
The security of illusion
Oh if you want some more
All you have to do is ask
Oh you think you've seen it all
But I always save the best for last
Now just look into my eyes
I've found the way
Through the confusion
That's why I've lived my life
Safe inside the security of illusion
The security of illusion
The security of illusion
I was alone until I learned
The security of illusion
I've found a home and it's safe and sound
The security of illusion
I can't explain the security of...
Zondag 11 april 1976
Cod Liver Oil
Cod Liver Oil
Performer(s): Val Doonican
I'm a young married man and I'm tired of life
For years I've been married to a poor sickly wife
She does nothin' all day but to sit there and sigh
Wishin' and prayin' that she-ee could die
A friend from the village was talkin' one day
I told him me wife was a-fadin' away
He afterwards told me that she would get strong
If I got a bottle from old Doctor John
Well I bought her one bottle to give her good cheer
The way that she drank it you'd swear it was beer
I got her a second, and it went the same
I think she's got cod liver oil on the brain
Oh doctor, oh doctor, oh dear doctor John
Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong
I'm afraid of me life I'll go down in the soil
If me wife don't stop drinkin' your cod liver oil
Well it gave her good cheer and of that there's no doubt
Each week she got better and then she got stout
And as she got fatter of course she got strong
I think there's a devil in old Doctor John
There's bottles and bottles all over the house
But as she got strong I'm as quiet as a mouse
I've got to the stage if the kettle should boil
I'd swear it was singing of cod liver oil
Zondag 11 april 1976
Ribbons Of Blue
Ribbons Of Blue
Composer(s): Keith Forsey
Performer(s): Boney M.
Ribbons of blue
Remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My ol' ribbons of blue
Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My ol' ribbons of blue
Got me a ribbon
Bright blue ribbon for my hair
Made me a promise
Now I know he didn't care
Touched by his first kiss
Fooled by his first song
The way he led me along
With my ribbons undone
Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My ol' ribbons of blue
Sad for me baby
So bad for me baby, oohh
Hard on me baby
So far from me baby, oohh
Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My ol' ribbons of blue
Blue ribbon dreamer
Came with words that sounded right
Took me dancing
Held me close and
Held me tight
Fooled by his first kiss
Touched by his first song
The way he led me along
With my ribbons undone
Ribbons of blue
Now remind me of you
Ribbons of red
Are the way that my heart bled
Memories so clear
Are still ringing in my ears
So I wanna send to you
My ol' ribbons of blue
Zaterdag 10 april 1976
The Smile
The Smile
Composer(s): William Blake - Christopher Franke - Edgar Froese - Paul Haslinger
Performer(s): Tangerine Dream
There is a smile of love
And there is a smile of deceit
And there is a smile of smiles
In which these two smiles meet
And there is a frown of hate
And there is a frown of disdain
And there is a frown of frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain
For it sticks in the heart's deep core
And it sticks in the deep backbone
And no smile that ever was smiled
But only one smiles alone
That betwixt the cradle and grave
It only once smiled can be
But when it once is smiled
There's no end to misery
Zaterdag 10 april 1976
The Secrets That You Keep
The Secrets That You Keep
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
Performer(s): Mud
Oo-oo-oo-oo the secrets that you keep
I've only got myself to blame
I played a losing game
I lie awake and call your name
Our love is just a picture in a broken frame
It seemed so hard for me to share
It's even harder now that you're not there
(Now baby)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep
(Oh baby)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep
I lie awake at nights not knowing where you are
You know it don't seem right
That you could be so far away from me
Oh the secrets that you keep
Since you've been gone our worlds have grown apart
Now I don't know what's in your head or in your heart
Those little things you kept so secretly
Well they don't mean much to you now
But they mean so much to me
If you could give me just one more chance
I'm the fool who broke up our romance
We used to have so many plans
Then I went and let you slip right through my hands
I'll go searching till I find
A way to get you back and make you mine
(Until then)
I'm losing sleep over the secrets that you keep...
Zaterdag 10 april 1976
Coconuts
Coconuts
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Performer(s): Joan Baez
Coconuts sitting in my hand
Remindin' me of my island man
And my island man sitting in his hut
Dreamin' about my coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea
I remember you, I remember me
Coconuts dancing in the sand
And I'm in love again with my island man
Coconut milk is like a stream
That comes from the mountain pure and clean
And the man he comes to drink it up
Never tires of the taste of those coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea
I remember you, I remember me
Coconuts dancing in the sand
And I'm in love again with my island man
Coconut flavor sweet and mild
Remindin' me of my island child
And my island child all grown up
Out in the carnival of life jugglin' coconuts
Coconuts floating in the sea
I remember you, I remember me
Coconuts dancing in the sand
And I'm in love again with my island man
Zaterdag 10 april 1976
Ribbon Of Darkness
