Zaterdag 13 november 1971
Ricordati Di Me
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Vrijdag 12 november 1971
Take Back Your Heartache
Take Back Your Heartache
Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul - Gerard Kenny
Performer(s): Gerard Kenny
Are you ready girls? Let's hear you now
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh....
Here we go
Stop! Oh I can't believe what's going on
Stop! I've caught you out yes you're in the wrong
Oh, I can see before my eyes
Oh, you've been telling me lies
So you can ...
Take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him
you can give it to him
little darlin'
take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him ... instead of me
No! don't say a word you've gone too far
No! it's very clear just what you are
Oh, I can see it for myself
You're in the arms, the arms of somebody else
So you can ...
Take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him
you can give it to him
little darlin' oooh
take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him ... instead of me
Take back your love
Take back your key
Oh go and throw them away
They're no good, they're no good for me
and you know what you can do honey
Take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him
Oh, yes give it to him
Little darlin'
take back your heartache
before my heart breaks
give it to him ... instead of ...
Take back your heartache (Oh la la la la)
before my heart breaks
give it to him
Instead of me
I know what you what you've been doing girl
You been out with that other guy with the big cadillac convertable
saw you down on the beach
saw you necking in the parking lot at MacDonalds
I know I gotta work work work for you honey
this song is finished
it's totally finished
and so are we
Vrijdag 12 november 1971
Moses Supposes
Moses Supposes
Performer(s): Gene Kelly & Donald O'Connor
"Moses supposes his toses are roses.....but
Moses supposes erroneously.....
Moses he knowses his toses aren't roses......as
Moses supposes his toses to be"
"Moses supposes his toses are roses
but Moses supposes erroneously
"But Moses he knowses his toses aren't roses
as Moses supposes his toses to be!"
"Moses supposes his toses are roses
As Moses supposes his toses to be
A Mose is a Mose
A rose is a rose
A toes is a toes
Hoopdedillydilly!
"Moses supposes his toses are roses
but Moses supposes erroneously
Moses he knowses his toses aren't roses
as Moses supposes his toses to be!
"Moses! Moses! Moses!
As Moses supposes his toses to be!
"A rose is a rose is a rose is a roses
A rose is what Moses supposes his toes is
It couldn't be a Lilly or a taffy-daffy- dilly
It's got to be a rose 'cause it rhymes with Mose
This is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling
this is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling…
Oh, right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling, calling you
Vrijdag 12 november 1971
Girlfriends
Girlfriends
Composer(s): Rick Nielsen;
Robin Zander; Tom Petersson; Bun E. Carlos
Performer(s): Cheap Trick
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
You can drink my whiskey, get high all night
Play my guitar, well, that's all right
Give you my money, never get it back
Take what you want as a matter of fact
You can have anything, anything except...
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
That's where I draw the line
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
Promise her cocaine, reds, whites and blues
If I catch you doing that shit
I know you're gonna lose
Like a copy cat killer lacks originality
Yeah, a lousy Cliff Irving tryin' to plagiarize me
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
That's where I draw the line
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
Well, one of these days, and it won't be long
Ain't the same old line from a rock- 'n' -roll song
If Long Tall Sally ever talked like that
You can take what you want as a matter of fact
You can have ev'rything, anything except...
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
That's where I draw the line
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine
Don't try, steal my girlfriends
Oo, I love her a lot, yeah, yeah, yeah
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
It's all that I've got
It's all that I've got
It's all that I've got, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
My girlfriends, my girlfriends
Don't try, steal my girlfriends
Donderdag 11 november 1971
Take Back Your Gold
Take Back Your Gold
Composer(s): M.H. Rosenfeld
Performer(s): The Bell Sisters; Frank DeVol & His Orch.; Harry Geller
Take Back Your Gold
Take it back, Take it back
Please take back your gold
Take back your gold
For gold can never buy me
Take back your bribe
And promise you'll be true
Give me the love
The love that you deny me
Make me your wife
That's all I ask of you
I saw youth and maiden
On a lonely city street
And thought them lovers
At their meeting place
Until, as I drew near
I heard the girl's sad voice entreat
The one who heeded
Not her tear-stained fate (and we quote)
Take it back, take it back, Jack
For gold can never buy me
Take it back, take it back, take it back
Promise you'll be true
Give me the love that you deny me
Don't falter, gonna lead you to the altar
So take it back, take it back, take it back, Jack
Take back your gold
Take back your gold
Donderdag 11 november 1971
Morse Moose And The Gray Goose
Morse Moose And The Gray Goose
Composer(s): Paul McCartney; Laine
Performer(s): Paul McCartney & Wings
Right on down at the bottom of the sea
tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down at the bottom of the sea
tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
The grey goose was a steady boat, people said, she'd never float
But one night when the moon was high, the grey goose flew away
As we were sailing round the rocks, the mate took out his compass box
and said the wind is like a fox but the grey goose flew away
When out upon the open sea, the admiral, the mate and me
prepared to face eternity, but the grey goose flew away
She flew into the stormy sea, Davy Jones was calling me
But heading for tranquillity, the grey goose flew away
Right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down at the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down at the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you, yeah
This is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling
this is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling…
Right on down at the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
This is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling
this is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling...
Right on down at the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
This is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling
this is the Morse Moose calling, this is the Morse Moose calling…
Oh, right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
Right on down to the bottom of the sea, tell me, are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling, calling you
Donderdag 11 november 1971
Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon
Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Love you so much can't count all the ways
I'd die for you girl and all they can say is
"He's not your kind"
They never get tired of puttin' me down and I never
Know when I come around what I'm gonna find
Don't let them make up your mind
Don't you know..
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Please come take my hand
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Soon.. you'll need a man
I've been misunderstood for all of my life
But what they're sayin', girl.. just cuts like a knife
"The boy's no good"
Well I finally found what I've been lookin' for
But if they get the chance they'll end it for sure
Sure they would
Baby.. I've done all I could
It's up to you
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Please come take my hand
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Soon.. you'll need a man
Oh girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Please come take my hand
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Soon.. you'll need a man
Girl.. you'll be a woman soon
Soon
Woensdag 10 november 1971
Take Away The Music
Take Away The Music
Performer(s): Brian Connolly
Take Away The Music
Take Away The Good Times
What Have I Left I Don't Know
Take Away The Ladies
What Have I Left I Don't Know
Until Know No Other Way To Live
Late In The Evenings Hard And Long Nights
Wasted Time That I Always Thought
That I Was Right Don't Ask Me
'Cause I Don't Know If Ya
Take Away The Music
Take Away The Good Times
What Have I Left I Don't Know How How
Why Should All The Good Nights
Turn In To Past Sights
Where Have All The Fun Gone I Don't Know
Well, Until Know No Other Way To Live
Late Evenings Hard And Long Nights
Wasted Time That I Always Thought
That I Was Right Don't Ask Me
'Cause I Don't Know If Ya
Take Away The Music
Take Away The Good Times
What Have I Left I Don't Know
Take Away The Ladies
What Have I Left I Don't Know ...
Woensdag 10 november 1971
Morse Code Of Love
Morse Code Of Love (aka Baby Come Back To Me)
Composer(s): Nick Santamaria
Performer(s): The Capris
and various other artists
Dot n ditta dit dot n ditta ditta
Dot n ditta dit dot n ditta ditta
Dot n ditta dit dot n ditta ditta
Baby come home to me
I sent my baby a telegram
Asking to be her man
Begging her to come back home to me
Oh I dotted the I's
And I crossed the T's
And I'm begging pretty please
Honey honey, come back home to me
Dit dot ditta ditta
Baby I want your love
Woo-oo
Baby I need your love
Ooo
Honey honey come back home to me
Dit dot
Got to have your love
Woo-oo
Can't live without your love
Woo-oo
Honey honey come back home to me
Oh I made mistakes
Yes that's the truth
But the biggest one I made with you
Honey honey, come back home to me
I thought that you would understand
I'm not a one woman man
Not any more so come back home to me
Dit dot...
Baby I want your love
Woo-oo
Honey I need your love
Ooo
Baby baby come back home to me
Dit dot...
Got to have your love
Woo-oo
Can't live without your love
Woo-oo
Honey honey come back home to me
Dit dotta dit dot n ditta ditta
Dit dotta dit dot n ditta ditta
Dit dotta dit dot n ditta ditta
Ooo ahh oooh aahhhh
Baby come home to me
Ahhh-ahhh--ahhh...
Dit dotta dit dot n ditta ditta
Come back come back to me
Come back come back to me
Come back baby come back to me
Ahhh-ahhh--ahhh...
Baby come back to me
Come back come back to me
Come back baby come back to me
(Repeat)
Woensdag 10 november 1971
Girl With No Eyes
Girl With No Eyes
Composer(s): David LaFlamme; Linda LaFlamme
Performer(s): It's A Beautiful Day
There's a girl in my room
and her face on the wall with no eyes
There's a girl in my room and her face on the wall with no eyes
Girl with no eyes
who can she be?
Girl with no eyes
she's looking at me
There's a girl in my room and her face on the wall with no eyes
If I make a sound she'll know that I'm stirring inside
If I make a sound she'll know that I'm trying to hide
Girl with no eyes
who can she be?
Girl with no eyes
she's looking at me
Beautiful girl
who does she see?
Beautiful girl
she seems to be staring
Doesn't eveybody know, everybody know
love takes a lifetime
And doesn't everbody know, everbody know
love is the eyesight
it's the eye sight of a lifetime
She's just a reflection of all of the time that's gone by
She's just a reflection of all of the time I've been high
Girl with no eyes
who can she be?
Girl with no eyes
she's looking at me
Beautiful girl
who does she see?
Beautiful girl
she seems to be staring
Doesn't eveybody know, everybody know
love takes a lifetime
And doesn't everbody know, everbody know
love is the eyesight
it's the eyesight of a lifetime
Dinsdag 9 november 1971
Take A Message To Mary
Take A Message To Mary
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant - Felice Bryant
First release by: The Everly Brothers - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
These are the words of a frontier lad
Who lost his love when he turned bad
Take a message to Mary but don’t tell her where I am
Take a message to Mary but don’t say I’m in a jam
You can tell her I had to see the world or tell her that my ship set sail
You can say she better not wait for me but don’t tell her I’m in jail
Oh, don’t tell her I’m in jail
Take a message to Mary but don’t tell her what I’ve done
Please don’t mention the stagecoach and the shot from a careless gun
You can tell her I had to change my plans and cancel out the wedding day
But please don’t mention my lonely cell where I’m gonna pine away
Until my dying day
Take a message to Mary but don’t tell her all you know
My heart’s aching for Mary, Lord knows I miss her so
Just tell her I went to Timbuktu, tell her I’m searching for gold
You can say she better find someone new to cherish and to hold
Oh, Lord, this cell is cold
Mary, Mary
Oh, Lord this cell is cold
Dinsdag 9 november 1971
Morro Dois Irmãos
Morro Dois Irmãos
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and various other artists
Dois Irmãos, quando vai alta a madrugada
E a teus pés vão-se encostar os intrumentos
Aprendi a respeitar tua prumada
E desconfiar do teu silêncio
Penso ouvir a pulsação atravessada
Do que foi e o que será noutra existência
É assim como se a rocha dilatada
Fosse uma concentração de tempos
É assim como se o ritmo do nada
Fosse, sim, todos os ritmos por dentro
Ou, então, como um música parada
Sobre um montanha em movimento
Dinsdag 9 november 1971
Girl (Why You Wanna Make Me Blue)
Girl (Why You Wanna Make Me Blue)
Composer(s): Eddie Holland; Norman Whitfield
Performer(s): The Temptations
I love you, girl, with all my heart and soul
I can't understand why you treat me cold
Your every wish, girl, is my command
And that's why I can't seem to understand why
Girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
I'm askin' you girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
One day you say you love me too
The next day you tell me that we are through
My love for you is just a game
But each time we play, girl, my heart feels the pain
Girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
Oh girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue, so blue?
Woo Girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue? (make me blue)
Oh girl, oh girl, oh girl, tell me why can't you be true? (can't be true)
The way you treat me, it just isn't fair
You make it so plain you just don't care
You have a ball around my time
Of sleepless nights I'm getting tired
Girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
I'm askin' you girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue, baby?
Girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
Oh oh girl, girl, girl, why you wanna make me blue?
Maandag 8 november 1971
Take A Look
Take A Look
Composer(s): Allen Toussaint
Performer(s): Natalie Merchant; Irma Thomas
Take a look at this heart
It's the one I'm gonna use to love you
Take a look at these arms
These are the arms I'm gonna use to hug you
Look at these eyes
These are the eyes that will haunt you
Ohhhh take a look at this girl
She's the girl that wants you
Take a look at my feet
that are gonna walk up to your door
Take a look at this head
Take a look at these hips
It's gonna knock(?)
Like n
Look at these lips
They're gonna kiss you and
I know they'll haunt you
Ohhh Take a look at this girl
I'm the girl that wants you
Ohhh take a look at that reef
That you see lying in the window
Take a look at that poor little dimple spot on my third finger
If you wanna see someone who's gonna be happy as can be
Take a look at me
Take a look at me
Tame eeee
Take a look at this heart
It's the one I'm gonna ust to look at these arms
They're the ones I'm gonna use to hold you
Maandag 8 november 1971
Morningtown Ride
Morningtown Ride
Composer(s): Malvina Reynolds
Performer(s): The Limeliters
and various other artists
Train whistle blowin'
Makes a sleepy noise
Underneath their blankets
Go all the girls and boys
Rockin', rollin', ridin'
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Many miles away
Driver at the engine
Fireman rings the bell
Sandman swings the lantern
To show that all is well
Rockin', rollin', ridin'
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Many miles away
Maybe it is raining
Where our train will ride
All the little travellers
Are warm and snug inside
Rockin', rollin', ridin'
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Many miles away
Somewhere there is sunshine
Somewhere there is day
Somewhere there is Morningtown
Many miles away
Rockin', rollin', ridin'
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Many miles away
Rockin', rollin', ridin'
Out along the bay
All bound for Morningtown
Many miles away
Maandag 8 november 1971
Qui Saura
Qui Saura
((Adapted from: Che Sarà (Ricchi E Poveri) - 1971))
((Swedish Version: Aldrig Mer (Hootenanny Singers) - 1971))
Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Nicola Greco - Franco Migliacci - Carlo Pes - Michel Jourdan
Performer(s): Mike Brant - 1972
and multiple other artists
Vous mes amis, tant de fois vous me dites
Que d'ici peu je ne serai plus triste
J'aimerais bien vous croire un jour
Mais j'en doute avec raison
Essayez de répondre à ma question
Qui saura, qui saura, qui saura
Qui saura me faire oublier dites-moi
Ma seule raison de vivre
Essayez de me le dire
Qui saura, qui saura, oui qui saura
Vous mes amis essayez de comprendre
Une seule fille au monde peut me rendre
Tout ce que j'ai perdu, je sais qu'elle ne reviendra pas
Alors si vous pouvez dites-le moi
Qui saura, qui saura, qui saura
Qui saura me faire vivre d'autres joies
Je n'avais qu'elle sur terre
Et sans elle ma vie entière
Je sais bien que le bonheur n'existe pas
Vous mes amis le soleil vous inonde
Vous dites que je sortirai de l'ombre
J'aimerais bien vous croire oui
Mais mon coeur y renonce
Ma question reste toujours sans réponse
Qui saura, qui saura, qui saura
Qui saura me faire oublier dites-moi
Ma seule raison de vivre
Essayez de me le dire
Qui saura, qui saura, oui qui saura
Qui saura, qui saura, qui saura
Qui saura me faire revivre d'autres joies
Je n'avais qu'elle sur terre et sans elle ma vie entière
Je sais bien que le bonheur n'existe pas
Qui saura, qui saura, qui saura
Qui saura me faire oublier dites-moi
Ma seule raison de vivre essayez de me le dire
Qui saura, qui saura, oui qui saura?
Maandag 8 november 1971
Girl Watcher
Girl Watcher
Composer(s): Buck Trail; Wayne Pittman
Performer(s): The O'Kaysions;
and various other artists
Chorus:
I'm a girl watcher, I'm a girl watcher...
Watchin' girls go by, hey, my my
I'm a girl watcher, I'm a girl watcher...
Here comes one now
I was just a boy when I threw away my toys
And found a new pastime to dwell on
Whenever I detects them there of the other sex
I play the game I do so well on
(repeat chorus)
Mumble something tell my my, but you do look swell
Could you please walk a little slower
Wonder if you know that you're putting on a show
Could you please walk a little closer
Zondag 7 november 1971
Take A Letter, Miss Smith
Take A Letter, Miss Smith
Performer(s): Fran Warren & Tony Martin
Take a letter, Miss Smith
Yes sir
You’re typin’ better, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
A little closer, my dear
But I can hear you from here
Back to business, Miss Smith
Yes sir
Just write “My dear Mr. Brown”
Got it
Say, what’s his address in town?
I forgot it
Why, that’s a lovely perfume
They call it ‘two in a room’
Er, back to business, Miss Smith
Yes sir
Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock
Gee, Miss Smith, you’re awfully pretty
Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock
Hey boss, you can call me ‘Smitty’
You’re getting thinner, Miss Smith
Yes sir
You need some dinner, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
I’ll pick you up about eight
I promise not to be late
And we’ll leave the rest to fate
Yes sir
Well, good morning, Miss Smith
Hi boss
Why’re you yawning, Miss Smith?
You know why, boss
The clock struck one at your door
You hung around until four
Back to business, Miss Smith
Er, yes sir
Now, just write, er “My dear Mr. Brown”
Right boss
We really covered the town
What a night, boss!
I liked that wonderful show
I liked the very last row
Ahem, er, back to business
Er, yes boss
Now write this: “Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock”
Smitty, your eyes are gleaming
“Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock”
Gee, boss, I was only dreaming
Getting tired, Miss Smith?
Oh, yes sir
Well, you’re fired, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
But I would like to know why
We’re getting married, you and I
Tell me, what is your reply?
Yes sir
Do I need book and pencil, too?
All I’ll ever need is you
You have taken your very last letter, Miss Smith
Yes sir!
Zondag 7 november 1971
Morningside
Morningside
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond;
Marcus Dagan; Dennis Pavao
Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried, they simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table filled with nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
"For my children"
Morning light, morning bright
I spent the night with dreams that make you weep
Morning time
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man signed
"For my children"
And the legs were shaped with his hands
And the table made with oaken wood
And the children that sat around this table
Touched it with their laughter, and that was good
Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried, he surely died alone
And truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph......
"For my children"
Zondag 7 november 1971
Girl Talk
