Woensdag 3 september 1969
Ol' Man River
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Ol' Man River
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Dinsdag 2 september 1969
Más Allá
Más Allá
Composer(s): I. Ballesteros; B. Silvetti
Performer(s): Raphael
Más allá del fin del universo llegara nuestro amor
Más allá del limite del tiempo, más allá del dolor
Más allá del odio, la mentira, la verdad o el perdon
Porque jamas habra un amor como este amor
Aunque dejara el mundo de girar
Y las estrellas de mandar su luz
Si en un instante se secara el mar
Mi amor por ti jamas se acabara
Aunque dejara el mundo de girar
Y se volviera gris el cielo azul
Aunque de pronto se apagara el sol
Mi amor por ti jamas terminara
Más allá del fin de nuestras vidas vivira nuestro amor
Más allá, pues nuestras almas nunca se podran separar
Más allá, continuaran unidas hasta la eternidad
Porque otro amor como este amor no existira
Dinsdag 2 september 1969
Ol' 55
Ol' 55
Composer(s): Tom Waits
Performer(s): Tom Waits;
and various other artists
Well my time went so quickly
I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy
God knows, I was feeling alive
Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger
And it's six in the morning, gave me no warning
I had to be on my way
Well there's trucks all a-passing me
and the lights are all flashing
I'm on my way home from your place
And now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
freeway cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger
And my time went so quickly
I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy
God knows, I was feeling alive
Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck
Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks
freeway cars and trucks...
Maandag 1 september 1969
Mary's Place
Mary's Place
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen
I got seven pictures of Buddha
The prophet's on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin' over that black hole in the sun
My heart's dark but it's risin'
I'm pullin' all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place
Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybody's here
Furniture's out on the front porch
Music's up loud
I dream of you in my arms
I lose myself in the crowd
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do you live broken-hearted
Meet me at Mary's place
I got a picture of you in my locket
I keep it close to my heart
A light shining in my breast
Leading me through the dark
Seven days, seven candles
In my window light your way
Your favorite record's on the turntable
I drop the needle and pray
Band's countin' out midnight
Floor's rumblin' loud
Singer's callin' up daylight
And waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place
Meet me at Mary's place
Meet me at Mary's place
Maandag 1 september 1969
Oklahoma Hills
Oklahoma Hills
Composer(s): Jack Guthrie; Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Gene Autry
Many months have come and gone
Since I wondered from my home
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Many page in life has turned
Many lessons I have learned
Yet I feel that in those hills I still belong
chorus
Way down yonder in the indian nation
I'd ride my pony on the reservation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Way down yonder in the indian nation
A cowboys life was my ocupation
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
As I'm standing here today
I am many miles away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the oak and blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prarie breeze
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
chorus
As in life I turn a page
To the land of the ole sage
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow white cotton grows
In the Oklahoma hills where I was born
Zondag 31 augustus 1969
Mary's Little Lamb
Mary's Little Lamb
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): James Darren
Once I had a lion's heart, I was wild and free (sha la la-la)
I swore no girl could tame me down
and make a pet of me (sha la la-la)
"I'm rough and tough, I can't be caught" I used to say
Then along came Mary and look at me today
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes
Other guys all envied me before Mary's time (sha la la-la)
Nobody dreamed that I'd end up a livin' nursery rhyme (sha la la-la)
"Bring on the girls" I used to say, "I'm not impressed"
Then along came Mary and you all know the rest
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes
Yeah, I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Now I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes
Yeah, now I'm Mary's little lamb
She leads me by the nose
Yeah, I'm Mary's little lamb
Wherever she goes, I goes
Repeat
Zondag 31 augustus 1969
Oklahoma
Oklahoma
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein
"Brand new state
Brand new state, gonna treat you great!
Gonna give you barley, carrots and pertaters
Pasture fer the cattle
Spinach and Termayters!
Flowers on the prairie where the June bugs zoom
Plen'y of air and plen'y of room
Plen'y of room to swing a rope!
Plen'y of heart and plen'y of hope!
Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain
And the wavin' wheat can sure smell sweet
When the wind comes right behind the rain
Oklahoma, ev'ry night my honey lamb and I
Sit alone and talk and watch a hawk makin' lazy circles in the sky
We know we belong to the land
And the land we belong to is grand!
And when we say - Yeeow A-yip-i-o-ee ay!
We're only sayin'
You're doin' fine
Oklahoma!
Oklahoma - O.K."
Zaterdag 30 augustus 1969
Marylou
Marylou
Composer(s): Danyel Gérard; A. Pascal
Performer(s): Danyel Gérard
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Y a tant d'amour sur le rose de tes joues
Qu'au bout du cœur on en garde des épines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Ton teint d'ivoire, tes cheveux d'acajou
Tu mets ton cœur derrière une vitrine
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Dans tes saisons vers les fruits les plus doux
Y a des pépins comme dans les mandarines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou
Tes sourires dents de lait Je n'suis pas une poupée
Tes amours dents de loup Un amour de papier
Ne sont pas éternels J'ai un cœur, je t'aime
Maryline, Marylou
Avec tes yeux de braise Je n'suis pas un jouet
Et ton cœur de velours Mais je pourrais t'aimer
Tu t'enflammeras un jour Je n'serai jamais...
... un amour de passage, un vagabond' amour
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Tu sais jouer tes appâts, tes atouts
Tu prends des poses comme dans les magazines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Ton teint d'ivoire, tes cheveux d'acajou
Tu mets ton cœur derrière une vitrine
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline
Ouh, Maryline, Marylène, Marylou
Dans tes saisons vers les fruits les plus doux
Y a des pépins comme dans les mandarines
Ouh, Marylou, Marylène, Maryline... Marylou
Zaterdag 30 augustus 1969
Okie From Muskogee
Okie From Muskogee
Composer(s): Roy Edward Burris; Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Merle Haggard;
and various other artists
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take no trips on LSD
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right, and bein' free
I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
We don't make a party out of lovin'
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory, down at the courthouse
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1969
Mary-Anne With The Shaky Hands
Mary-Anne With The Shaky Hands
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
I danced with Linda
I danced with Jean
I danced with Cindy
Then I suddenly see
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary is so pretty
The prettiest in the land
Guys come from every city
Just to shake her shaky hands
Linda can cook
Jean reads books
Cindy can sew
But I'd rather know
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1969
Okay!
Okay!
Composer(s): Alan Blaikley; Ken Howard
Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich
All the world has got its worries
every night has got its dream
But ist Okay!
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me, Okay!
When I feel I'm close to you and you, tell me that its Okay!
And I'll never ever leave you fonder
you say you were meant for me, we'll be together some day
and our whole wide world will seem oka.......y
Time for lovers has no meaning
I want all the world to know that I'm Okay!
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me Okay!
When I feel I'm close to y...ou
Oh,oh!
Why can't good things last for always?
Why must parting end our dreams?
It was Okay!
Till he came between us, Okay!
Everything that's been, was Okay!
There is nothing left for me to do, but to tell you Okay!
Go and live your life and let him treat you his way
but I'll spend my days and hoping maybe one day
you'll come running back, and show me that its oka.......y!
Okay!
Donderdag 28 augustus 1969
Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Originally performed by: The Monkees
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, can I go too
This one thing I will vow ya
I'd rather die than to live without ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, tell me truly
What did I do to make you leave me
Whatever it was I didn't mean to
You know I never would try and hurt ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
What more, Mary, can I do
To prove my love is truly yours?
I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do
Mary, Mary, it's not over
Where you go, I will follow
'Til I win your love again
And walk beside you
But until then
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
(Repeat adlib)
Donderdag 28 augustus 1969
Ojos Verdes
Ojos Verdes
Composer(s): Valverde; León Quintero; Quiroga
Performer(s): Raphael (Spain);
and various other artists
Apoya en el quicio de tu casa, un dia
Mirabas encenderse la noche de mayo
Pasaban los hombres y tu sonreias
Hasta que a tu puerta pare mi caballo
"Serrana, me das candela
Y te doy este clavel"
"Ven y tomala de mis labios
Que yo fuego te dare"
Baje del caballo, de cerca te vi
Y fueron tus ojos dos verdes luceros de mayo pa' mi
Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon
Ojos verdes, verdes
Con brillo de faca
Que se han clavaito en mi corazon
Pa' mi ya no hay soles, luceros ni lunas
No hay mas que unos ojos que mi vida son
Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon
Vimos desde el cuarto despuntar el dia
Y anunciar el alba la torre en la vela
Dejaste mis brazos cuando amanecia
Y en mi boca un gusto de menta y canela
"Serrana, para un vestido
Yo te quiero regalar"
Me dijiste: "estas cumplio
No me tienes que dar na"
Subi a mi caballo y un beso te di
Y nunca otra noche mas bella de mayo
He vuelto a vivir
Woensdag 27 augustus 1969
Mary From The Wild Moore
Mary From The Wild Moore
Composer(s): Joseph W. Turner
Performer(s): Bob Dylan
It was on a cold and windy nite
When the wind blow across the wild moor
When Mary came wandering home with her child
Till she came to her own fathers door
Father dear father she cried
Come down and open the door
For the child in my arms will perish and die
From the winds that blow across the wild moor
Why did I leave this fair spot
Where once I was happy and free
I am now forced to roam without friends or a home
And no one to take pity on me
But her father was deaf to her cries
Not a sound of her voice did he hear
So the watchdog did howl, and the village bells tolled
And the wind blew..
Oh how the old man must've felt
When he came to the next morn
And he found Mary dead but the child still alive
Closely grasped in his dead mothers arms
As rage he tore his grey hair
And his tears down his cheeks they did pour
When he saw how that nite she had perished and died
From the wind that blew across the wild moor
In grief the old man pined away
And the child to its mother went soon
And no one they say how lived still
And the cottage to ruin has gone
But the villagers point out the spot
Where the willow pours over the door..
Saying there Mary did once a gay village find
From the wind that blew across the wild moor
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1969
Mary Lou
Mary Lou
Composer(s): Abe Lyman; J. Russel Robinson; George Waggner
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
Cross my heart, I love you
Every bell in the steeple is ready to ring
And all the people are planning pretty presents all for you
Mary Lou
Won't you give me your promise true?
Why for miles around they're waiting
To start their celebrating
When you say "I do"
Mary Lou
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1969
Ojos De Juventud
Ojos De Juventud
Composer(s): Arturo Tolentino
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios
volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Voy por la vida sin tu amor
como nave sin final
pues me rompiste el corazón
Con tus manitas de marfil
como si fueran de cristal
Y cómo nunca he de olvidar
tu suprema ingratitud ni tu traición
digo a mis ojos con afán
ojos de juventud llorad
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Maandag 25 augustus 1969
Mary In The Morning
Mary In The Morning
Composer(s): Johnny Cymbal; Michael Rashkow
Performer(s): Al Martino
and various other artists
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning
When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there
Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers
Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair
Ummm-um
When I awake and see her there
so close beside me
I want to take her in my arms
The ache is there, so deep inside me
And nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning
Chasing a rainbow in her dreams so far away
And when she turns to touch it, I kiss her face so softly
And then my Mary wakes to love another day
Ummm-um
And Mary's there, in summer days or stormy weather
She doesn't care, who's right or wrong
The love we share
we share together
Ooo-oo
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the evening
Kissed by the shades of night and starlight in her hair
And as we walk, I hold her close beside me
All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share
Ummm-um
Maandag 25 augustus 1969
Ojitos Verdes (Victor Jara)
Ojitos Verdes
Composer(s): Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara
La vida niña de los ojos negros
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida tus mayores son mis suegros
la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados
la vida niña de los ojos negros
ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos
son los bonitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
los verdecitos
Los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
cierto y asi se muere el que te quere
el que te quiere
La vida niña de los ojos negros
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida tus mayores son mis suegros
la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados
la vida niña de los ojos negros
ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos
son los bonitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
cierto y asi se muere el que te quere
el que te quiere
Zondag 24 augustus 1969
Mary Hamilton
Mary Hamilton
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Joan Baez
and various other artists
Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Hall
And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of all
That Mary Hamilton has borne a babe
To the highest Stuart of all
Oh rise, arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and tell to me
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee
I put him in a tiny boat
And cast him out to sea
That he might sink or he might swim
But he'd never come back to me
Oh rise arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and come with me
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see
She put not on her robes of black
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her robes of white
To ride into Glasgow town
And as she rode into Glasgow town
The city for to see
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried Alack and alas for thee
You need not weep for me she cried
You need not week for me
For had I not slain my own wee babe
This death I would not dee
Oh little did my mother think
When first she cradled me
The lands I was to travel in
And the death I was to dee
Last night I washed the Queen's feet
And put the gold in her hair
And the only reward I find for this
The gallows to be my share
Cast off cast off my gown she cried
But let my petticoat be
And tie a napkin round my face
The gallows I would not see
Then by them come the king himself
Looked up with a pitiful eye
Come down come down Mary Hamillton
Tonight you will dine with me
Oh hold your tongue my sovereign liege
And let your folly be
For if you'd a mind to save my life
You'd never have shamed me here
Last night there were four marys
tonight there'll be but three
It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton
And Mary Carmichael and me
Zondag 24 augustus 1969
Ojitos Verdes (Little Joe)
