Woensdag 11 februari 1970
Once BittenTwice Shy
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Once Bitten Twice Shy
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Woensdag 11 februari 1970
A Christmas Long Ago
A Christmas Long Ago
Performer(s): The Echelons
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
I remember a Christmas long ago
I remember hanging mistletoe
I remember love, lights of red and blue
How I remember you
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
I remember a Christmas long ago
Christmas Eve taking sleigh rides out in the snow
Later on that night, 'bout a quarter to three
Seems I asked you to marry me
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
Everytime it's Christmas Eve
Something happens inside
Seems like the love we had
Never, never died
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
I remember love, lights of red and blue
How I remember you
I remember Christmas long ago
Never, never, never, never, never forget that Christmas
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
I remember Christmas long ago
Never, never, never, never, never forget that Christmas
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle
Jingle!
I remember Christmas long ago
Never, never, never, never, never forget that Christmas ...
Dinsdag 10 februari 1970
(Meet) The Flintstones
(Meet) The Flintstones
Composer(s): Bill Hanna; Joe Barbera; Hoyt Curtin
Performer(s): The B-52's
and various other artists
Flintstones, Meet the Flintstones
They're a modern stone age family
From the, town of Bedrock
They're a page right out of history
Let's ride, with the family down the street
Through the, courtesy of Fred's two feet
When you're, with the Flintstones
Have a yabba, dabba, doo time
A dabba doo time
We'll have a gay, old time!
Dinsdag 10 februari 1970
Once A Day
Once A Day
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Bill Anderson;
and various other artists
When you found somebody new
I thought I never would
Forget you, for I thought then I never could
But time has taken all the pain away
Until now, I'm down to hurtin' once a day
Once a day, all day long
And once a night, from dusk 'til dawn
The ony time, I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day, everyday, all day long
I'm so glad that I'm not like a friend I knew one time
He(she)lost the one he(she)loved, then slowly lost her mind
He(she) sat around and cried his (her) life away
Lucky me, I'm only crying once a day
Once a day, all day long
And once a night, from dusk 'til dawn
The only time, I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day, every day, all day long
The only time, I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day, everyday, all day long
Dinsdag 10 februari 1970
1,000 Times Blind
1,000 Times Blind
Composer(s): Henry Rollins
Performer(s): Rollins Band
1000 times blind
see me fallin' see me hit the floor
1000 times blind
see me fallin' see me lose my mind
Don't touch me you'll touch yourself
Don't find me you'll lose yourself
Don't love me you'll hate yourself
Don't hold me you'll drop yourself
Yeah!
1000 times blind, see me throw myself to the floor
1000 faces lookin' back at you
1000 times blind
I reach inside I can't feel myself
I open my eyes I can't see myself
I scream out loud I can't hear myself
I try to recognize I don't know myself
Yeah!
1000 times blind, I get cutoff from myself
Smashed up, cut up, 1000 pieces
1000 times blind...
Dinsdag 10 februari 1970
A Christmas Love Song
A Christmas Love Song
Composer(s): Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman - Johnny Mandel
Performer(s): Blossom Dearie & Mike Rienzi
and multiple other artists
All I want for Christmas is you
You're the gift that's made my dreams all come true
All I need for Christmas is here
Finding every sweet surprise wrapped up in your eyes
Waiting there for me
Underneath the tree
We'll spend the day
Exchanging kisses
Smile and say
"What a Christmas this is"
Long before the snowflakes appear
Without bells and mistletoe
Or the tinsel's silver glow
You just look at me and oh - Christmas is here
Long before the snowflakes appear
Without bells and mistletoe
Or the tinsel's silver glow
You just look at me and oh - Christmas is here
Maandag 9 februari 1970
Meet The Family
Meet The Family
From the Show: The Crooked Mile, 1959
Composer(s): Greenwell; Wildeblood
Performer(s): Millicent Martin & Elisabeth Welch
If a man gets the idea that you’re flippety-jibbedy
And starts gettin’ ready to take a diabolical liberty
If he gives you a line you’re not keen on swallowing
Give him an old-fashioned look
And repeat the following
(Chorus)
Ta, ever so, ever so ta
That was a lovely compliment
But please remember, I’m a lady
And you’re supposed to be a gent
No, we cannot make it a date
I’m too young to stop out late
But please, tomorrow come to tea
And meet the family
Dear ol’ dad’s an all-in wrestler
Weighing-in at nineteen stones
Brother Bill’s a bonnie builder
And his hobby’s breaking bones
Sister Mona tears a phone book
Into little tiny shreds
Come along and meet ‘em
Come along and greet ‘em
They’re a family of thoroughbreds
(Chorus)
There’s a bloodhound in the kitchen
Hasn’t had a bite all day
Uncle Arthur’s back in Dartmoor
Auntie’s with the I.R.A
Grandma’s digging in the cellar
No-one knows where grandpa is
They’re a lot of smasher
Bruisers, boozers, bashers
They’re a family of savages
(Chorus)
Come along and meet ‘em
Come along and greet ‘em
Meet the family
Maandag 9 februari 1970
On Wisconsin
On Wisconsin
Composer(s): J.S. Hubbard;
Charles D. Rosa; William T. Purdy
Performer(s): The Routers;
and various other artists
"On, Wisconsin!
On, Wisconsin!
Grand old badger state!
We, thy loyal sons and daughters
Hail thee, good and great
On, Wisconsin!
On, Wisconsin!
Champion of the right
"Forward", our motto
God will give thee might!"
Maandag 9 februari 1970
A Christmas Prayer
A Christmas Prayer
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Dear Lord, I want to thank you
For what you've done for me
For all these many blessings
In a world that's caught in grief and misery
No matter where I wander
I'm always in your sight
And so, my friends, to you my love
Upon this Christmas night
If all my prayers aren't answered
Then, Lord, I'll understand
There's others more deserving
Others, Lord, who need a helping hand
I pray you'll guide and keep me
Ever near the light
And so my deepest thanks, my Lord
Upon this Christmas night
Zondag 8 februari 1970
Meet Me Where They Play The Blues
Meet Me Where They Play The Blues
Composer(s): Steve Allen; Sandy Gallop
Performer(s): Andy Williams
and various other artists
I got a heart that’s broken hearted, how do I mend it?
I got a cryin’ jack you started, how do I end it?
But if you’re feelin’ gloomy
Come a-runnin’ to me
Meet me where they play the blues
Hey, people have said they’ve seen you dance in hideaway places
Say, people have said you find romance in others’ embraces
But if your mood is dreamy
And you care to see me
Meet me where they play the blues
Either flirt with a tear, are common round here
And misery loves company, they say
So I hang around till dawn
While that saxophone wails on
Hopin’ you’ll happen this way
I’m getting’ tired of sippin’ wine, and watchin’ bubbles
Why did I dream, get outa line, and wind up in trouble
Mmm, but Honey, if you’re learnin’
There’s a flame still burnin’
Meet me where they play the blues
Blee beep, blee beep, blee bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee,
Meet me where they play ...
The blues
Zondag 8 februari 1970
On Va Dire Que C'Est Moi
On Va Dire Que C'Est Moi
Composer(s): Claude Moine; Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Si un train n'est pas à l'heure
Qu'un' princesse divorce et pleure
J' culpabilis', c'est certain
Même si j'sais qu' j'suis pour rien
Tu vas dire qu' c'est moi
Allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
Qui ne s'intéresse à rien?
Stoïque comme un nain d'jardin
Qui fait de l'ombre à ton bonheur?
Une pierre à la place du cœur
On va dire qu' c'est moi
Allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
C'est sûr, j'suis pas sur le coup
J'suis distrait, j'pense pas à tout
Pas l'eau à tous les étages
Même si j'atteins la limite d'âge
Un ado daté
Un rocker déprimé
Ça t'arrange de m'voir comm' ça
Bon... allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
Instrumental
C'est sûr, j'suis pas sur le coup
J'suis discret, j'oublie surtout
Les choses pouvant m'faire du mal
J'tiens pas compte de mon signe astral
Un ado daté
Teenager attardé
Ça t'arrange de m'voir comme ça
Bon... allez on va dire que c'est moi
Qui fuit comme l'eau dans la main
D'vant l'angoisse du quotidien
Qui s'dérobe devant les dames
Quand ça tourne au psycho-drame?
On va dire qu' c'est moi
Allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
Qui dit qui sait pas lire l'heure
Qu'a peur d'un ordinateur?
Qui trouve pas net l'Internet?
Qui cherche encore sa planète?
On va dire qu' c'est moi
Allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
Qui se lève tous les matins
Tournant l'dos à son destin
Qui s'veut aimable et affable
Qu'est mêm' pas un homme à femmes?
On va dire qu' c'est moi
Allez on va dire qu' c'est moi
C'est ça, on va dire...
Zondag 8 februari 1970
A Christmas To Remember (Amy Grant)
A Christmas To Remember
Composer(s): Beverly Darnell - Chris Eaton - Amy Grant
Performer(s): Amy Grant
Twinkling lights
A chill is in the air
And carols everywhere
Close your eyes, it's almost here
Candles and cards
And favorite movie scenes
The smell of evergreen
As special as it's always been
And I have a dream or two
Maybe they will come true
Setting our hopes on a big snow tonight
We'll wake up to a world of white
It's gonna be a Christmas to remember
Light up the fire, play some Nat King Cole
Always sentimental and don't you know that
It's gonna be a Christmas to remember
I know it's true
Time doesn't stand still
Many things can change
But we know some things never will
The memories we share
The songs we always sing
The mystery of life
The hopefulness this season brings
And I have a dream or two
Maybe they will come true
Setting our hopes on a big snow tonight
We'll wake up to a world of white
It's gonna be a Christmas to remember
Light up the fire, play some Nat King Cole
Always sentimental and don't you know that
It's gonna be a Christmas to remember
Zaterdag 7 februari 1970
Meet Me Tonight In Dreamland
Meet Me Tonight In Dreamland
Composer(s): Leo Friedman; Beth Slater Witson
Performer(s): Judy Garland
and various other artists
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Under the silv'ry moon
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Where love's sweet roses bloom
Come with the love light gleaming
In your dear eyes of blue
Meet me in Dreamland
Sweet Dreamy Dreamland
There let my dreams come true
Again.......
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Under the silv'ry moon
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Where love's sweet roses bloom
Come with the love light gleaming
In your dear eyes of blue
Meet me in Dreamland
Sweet Dreamy Dreamland
There let my dreams come true
Just sit back and listen
one time through
Let your memories
take you back
when times were gentler
OK Let's all sing again
One last time
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Under the silv'ry moon
Meet me tonight in Dreamland
Where love's sweet roses bloom
Come with the love light gleaming
In your dear eyes of blue
Meet me in Dreamland
Sweet Dreamy Dreamland
There let my dreams come true
Zaterdag 7 februari 1970
On Top Of Spaghetti
On Top Of Spaghetti
Composer(s): Tom Glazer
Performer(s): Tom Glazer;
and various other artists
On top of spagetti all covered with cheese
I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed
It rolled off the table, it rolled on the floor
And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door
It rolled in the garden and under a bush
And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush
The mush was as tasty as tasty could be
And early next summer it grew to a tree
The tree was all covered with beautiful moss
It grew great big meatballs and tomato sauce
So if you eat spaghetti all covered with cheese
Hold on to your meatball and don't ever sneeze
Zaterdag 7 februari 1970
A Different Kind Of Christmas
A Different Kind Of Christmas
Composer(s): Pete Amato - Jud J. Friedman - Allan Rich - LeAnn Rimes
Performer(s): LeAnn Rimes; Kenny Rogers
The lights around the Christmas tree don't burn as bright
And all around the world it isn't a silent night
Outside I hear the voices sing the sweetest sounds of caroling
But somehow there's a sadness in the song
In our hearts we know that something's wrong
It's a different kind of Christmas
In a different kind of world
Even though it looks the same
Everything has changed
It's a different kind of Christmas
Children opening gifts with wonder and surprise
I wish that I could still see through such innocent eyes
I used to feel so safe inside, I had a place to run and hide
In my Daddy's arms I felt secure
No one can protect us anymore
It's a different kind of Christmas
In a different kind of world
Even though it looks the same
Everything has changed
It's a different kind of Christmas
Sending cards that talk of peace and love and cheer
Oh, that's what we need if we'd only believe
It would be a different kind of Christmas
In a different kind of world
Even though it looks the same
Everything has changed
It's a different kind of Christmas
Ooh-ooh-huh-aah
Different kind of Christmas
Vrijdag 6 februari 1970
Meet Me On The Corner (Down At Joe's Café)
Meet Me On The Corner (Down At Joe's Café)
Composer(s): Tony Macaulay; B.J. Ben Mason
Performer(s): Herman's Hermits
Meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe
We won't have long, so don't be late
You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know
The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight
We won't have long, so don't be late
We'll talk it through, just me and you alone
In our hideaway.................
On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Your mama and your papa say I'm just no good.
I'm always makin' trouble in the neighborhood.....
They don't understand, I'm aching inside
So until the day we don't have to hide
Baby, this is what you gotta do........
Step out and meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe
We won't have long, so don't be late
You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know
The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight
We won't have long, so don't be late
We'll talk it through, just me and you alone
In our hideaway.................
On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Now, the only time I see you, girl, is after school
I'm not allowed to kiss you, it's against the rules
They don't understand, I'm aching inside
So until the day we don't have to hide
Baby, this is what you gotta do........
Step out and meet me on the corner down at Joe's cafe
We won't have long, so don't be late
You'd better hide the car, your mom and pop can't know
The secret place we go
Come on and meet me on the corner, I'll be there at eight
We won't have long, so don't be late
We'll talk it through, just me and you alone
In our hideaway.................
On the corner down at Joe's cafe
Vrijdag 6 februari 1970
Maman La Plus Belle Du Monde
Maman La Plus Belle Du Monde
((Adapted from: La Più Bella Del Mondo (by Marino Marini) - 1957))
Composer(s): Marino Marini - Fernand Bonifay
Performer(s): Luis Mariano - 1958
and multiple other artists
Maman, Maman jolie
Maman tu es la plus belle du monde
Aucune autre à la ronde n'est plus jolie
Tu as pour moi, avoue que c'est étrange
Le visage d'un ange du paradis
Dans tous mes voyages
J'ai vu des paysages
Mais rien ne vaut l'image
De tes beaux cheveux blancs
Tu es, Maman, la plus belle du monde
Et ma joie est profonde
Lorsqu'à mon bras
Maman, tu mets ton bras
Maman tu es la plus belle du monde
Car tant d'amour inonde tes jolis yeux
Pour toi, c'est vrai, je suis malgré mon âge
Le petit enfant sage des jours heureux
J'avais fait des rêves
Où l'on m'aimait sans trève
Mais les rêves s'achèvent
Et toi seule m'est restée
Maman tu est la plus belle du monde
Et lorsque tout s'effondre autour de moi
Maman, toi tu es là!>
Vrijdag 6 februari 1970
On Top Of Old Smokey
On Top Of Old Smokey
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
And a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
She'll kiss you, she'll hug you
And tell you more lies
Than the cross ties on a railroad
Or the stars in the sky
Let me tell you 'bout my baby
She's like bad brandy wine
The first time I kissed her
She drove me out my mind
She's a Baltimore special
Got a fine brown frame
When you see her in motion
Evil woman is her name
Did I tell you 'bout the Eastman
Lord what a shame
He run off with my baby
And scandalized my name
Well I went up on a mountain top
To call my baby back
She was gone with that Eastman
Down that lonesome railroad track
If I ever see that Eastman
I'll shoot him with my gun
I'll cut him with my long Jones
And dare that pimp to run
Little Liza, little Liza
I couldn't sleep last night
Come on back home baby
Everything will be all right
Let me tell you, let me tell you
I don't care what you say
If my woman ever comes back
I'll give my life away
If you ever see a dark cloud
A-rollin' in the sky
It's my woman gone to heaven
With a tear drop in her eye
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a-courting to slow
Vrijdag 6 februari 1970
A Glee At Christmas
A Glee At Christmas
(Traditional)
't Is Christmas now! 't Is Christmas now!
When Cato's self would laugh
And smoothing forth his wrinked brow
Give liberty to quaff
To dance and sing, to sport and play
For every hour's a holiday
And for the twelve days, let them pass
In mirth and jollity
The time doth call each lad and lass
That will be blythe and free
To dance and sing, to sport and play
For every hour's a holiday
And from the rising of the sun
To the setting, cast off cares
't Is time enough when twelve is done
To think of our affairs
To dance and sing, to sport and play
For every hour's a holiday
Donderdag 5 februari 1970
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