Donderdag 19 november 1970
Our Town
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Our Town
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Woensdag 18 november 1970
Milord (French Version)
Milord
Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot; Georges Moustaki
Originally performed by: Édith Piaf (France)
Covered by various other artists
Allez venez! Milord
Vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid dehors
Ici, c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises
Vos peines sur mon cœur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port
Une ombre de la rue...
Pourtant, je vous ai frôlé
Quand vous passiez hier
Vous n'étiez pas peu fier
Dame! le ciel vous comblait
Votre foulard de soie
Flottant sur vos épaules
Vous aviez le beau rôle
On aurait dit le roi
Vous marchiez en vainqueur
Au bras d'une demoiselle
Mon Dieu! qu'elle était belle
J'en ai froid dans le cœur...
Allez venez! Milord
Vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid dehors
Ici, c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises
Vos peines sur mon cœur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port
Une ombre de la rue...
Dire qu'il suffit parfois
Qu'il y ait un navire
Pour que tout se déchire
Quand le navire s'en va
Il emmenait avec lui
La douce aux yeux si tendres
Qui n'a pas su comprendre
Qu'elle brisait votre vie
L'amour, ça fait pleurer
Comme quoi l'existence
Ça vous donne toutes les chances
Pour les reprendre après...
Allez venez! Milord
Vous avez l'air d'un môme
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Venez dans mon royaume
Je soigne les remords
Je chante la romance
Je chante les milords
Qui n'ont pas eu de chance
Regardez-moi, Milord
Vous ne m'avez jamais vue...
Mais vous pleurez, Milord
Ça, j' l'aurais jamais cru
Eh! bien voyons, Milord
Souriez-moi, Milord
Mieux que ça, un p'tit effort...
Voilà, c'est ça!
Allez riez! Milord
Allez chantez! Milord
Ta da da da...
Mais oui, dansez, Milord
Ta da da da...
Bravo! Milord...
Encore, Milord...
Ta da da da...
Woensdag 18 november 1970
Our Song (Dorothy Squires)
Our Song
Performer(s): Dorothy Squires
When they play our song, my heart just sings
For our song brought us love, brought us everything
It’s the song that was played when we first met
The refrain and the words I will never forget
When they played our song, you touched my hand
Held me close, led me to a wonderland
Then I knew I’d found love, for I’d waited so long
When we danced to the tune that we made our song
The song that was played when we first met
The refrain and the words I will never forget
When they played our song, you touched my hand
Held me close, led me to a wonderland
Then I knew I’d found love, for I’d waited so long
When we danced to the tune that we made our song
Dinsdag 17 november 1970
Milord (English Version)
Milord
Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot; Georges Moustaki; Bunny Lewis
Performer(s): Frankie Vaughan
and various other artists
(Originally performed by: Édith Piaf)
Come on, get wise, Milord
Her lips tell lies, Milord
The girl that you adored
Has found some other guy
She just got bored, Milord
Now you're ignored, Milord
Deep down inside your pride
Won't let you say "goodbye"
That southern belle, Milord
Has got a heart of ice
Love can be hell, Milord
As well as paradise
You met her at a ball
Her lips were ruby red
Her Lazy southern drawl
Soon turn'd your noble head
You swore you'd never part
Tho' you lived far away
How could you know her heart
Like other hearts would stray
Come on get Hip, Milord
And let life rip, Milord
Be sure there's plenty more
Of loving to be done
There's chicks to meet, Milord
With lips as sweet, Milord
And hearts to make and break
Before the race is run
So hit the town, Milord
Come on and be my guest
We'll turn it upside down
And devil take the rest
Dinsdag 17 november 1970
Our Love My Love
Our Love My Love
Frenc Title: Tes Yeux, Mes Yeux
Performer(s): Marc Almond
Our love my love
Won't be strung across the sky
In wildly waving banners
Ninety seven rainbows high
We don't need a thousand vows
We don't need a tinsel star
I am me you are you
All we need is who we are
I am me you're you
All we need is who we are
When we're standing face to face
We are standing soul to soul
In our very own private place
That the world can't control
Our love my love
Is as simple as the spring
Quiet as the sound of bells
Just before they start to ring
We don't need a big parade
Keep our snowflakes in a jar
I am me you are you
All we need is who we are
I am me you're you
Our love my love is who we are
Who we are
Who we are
Who we are
Maandag 16 november 1970
Milord (Dutch Version)
Milord
Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot; Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Corry Brokken
(Originally performed by: Édith Piaf)
Voor mij ben jij een lord, zo op en top een heer
Dat ik verlegen word wanneer ik je passeer
Jij kent me niet milord, ik ben een stukje straat
Dat als 't donker word de vensters open laat
En als je eenzaam wordt, moe van 't gelukkig zijn
Kom dan bij mij milord, dan sluit ik 't gordijn
Een voetstap op de gracht een schaduw, een gezicht
Een geur, een stem, een licht, daarna weer de nacht
Sindsdien zie ik je vaak, soms ruik ik je lotion
Soms zeg ik zacht "pardon" als ik me illusies maak
Soms ben je met een vrouw, een roofdier met z'n buit
Een koning met z'n bruid maar ik, ik hou van jou
Voor mij ben jij een lord, zo op en top een heer
Dat ik verlegen word wanneer ik je passeer
Jij kent me niet milord, ik ben een stukje straat
Dat als 't donker word de vensters open laat
En als je eenzaam wordt, moe van 't gelukkig zijn
Kom dan bij mij milord, dan sluit ik 't gordijn
De avond wordt al guur, mijn hart is als een steen
De stad staat om me heen en wacht dit is het uur
Een voetstap op de gracht een schaduw een gezicht
Ik doe mijn ogen dicht ik weet waarop ik wacht
Oh laat hem verder gaan, een mensenhart is zwaar
En als het mijne brak, dan hield het op te slaan
Maar daar sta jij milord, een man staat voor een vrouw
Het leven is zo kort, geluk is zo ontrouw
Kom in m'n huis milord, en maak plezier met mij
En als hte ochtend wordt is alles weer voorbij
Wie bij mij schuilt milord, die moet gelukkig zijn
Maar nee, je huilt milord, doet eenzaamheid zo'n pijn
Ja kom milord, lach eens tegen mij nee, da's niks
Kom, probeer 't nou zo is 't beter, zie je nou wel
Kom, lach nou milord kom, zing maar
Lalalalalala lalalalalala lalalalalala lLalalalaalalaalalalalalala
Dans milord! lalalalaalala lalalalaalalaLaalalalalala
Bravo milord! lalalalaalala lalalalaalalaala lalalalala
Goed zo milord! lalalalaalala lalalalaalala Lalalalalala
Lalalajamtadaa lalalalaalala lalalalaalalalalalalalalaaaaarrh...
Maandag 16 november 1970
Our Love Was, Is
Our Love Was, Is
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
Our love was ...
Our love was famine, frustration
We only acted out an imitation
Of what real love should have been
Then suddenly ...
Our love was flying
Our love was soaring
Our love was shining
Like a summer morning
Flying, soaring
Shining morning
Never leaving
Lying, dying
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Love love love long
Our love was flying
Our love was soaring
Our love was shining
Like a summer morning
Our love was famine, frustration
We only acted out an imitation
Of what real love should have been
And then suddenly ...
Our love was flying
Our love was soaring
Our love was shining
Like a summer morning
Zondag 15 november 1970
Milonga Sentimental
Milonga Sentimental
Composer(s): Piana; Manzi
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Milonga pa' recordarte
milonga sentimental
otros se quejan llorando
yo canto pa' no llorar
tu amor se seco de golpe
nunca dijiste por que
yo me consuelo pensando
que son cosas del querer
Varon, pa' quererte mucho
varon, pa' desearte el bien
varon, pa' olvidar agravios
porque ya te perdone
tal vez no lo sepas nunca
tal vez no lo puedas creer
tal vez te provoque risa
verme tirado a tus pies
Milonga que hizo tu ausencia
milonga de evocacion
milonga para que nunca
la canten en tu balcon
pa' que vuelvas con la noche
y te vayas con el sol
pa' decirte que si a veces
o para gritarte: no!
Varon pa' quererte mucho
varon pa' desearte el bien
varon pa' olvidar agravios
porque ya te perdone
tal vez no lo sepas nunca
tal vez no lo puedas creer
tal vez te provoque risa
verme tirado a tus pies
Milonga pa' recordarte
milonga sentimental
otros se quejan llorando
yo canto pa' no llorar
tu amor se seco de golpe
nunca dijiste por que
yo me consuelo pensando
que son cosas del querer
Zondag 15 november 1970
Our Love Runs Deep
Our Love Runs Deep
Composer(s): Wayne Lewis
Performer(s): Barbara Weathers
Oh, my dear love has been stolen
He has been fooled by disguise
In a trance, he thought he saw beauty
Surrounded by an overwhelming light
But it was a lie, the thief who came at night
She has come from darkness
Now I must go to his rescue
I'll never leave him alone ever
I hear him calling
Oh, but ever softly does he weep
But he'll never die for I will find him soon
All because our love runs deep
I feel the pain of his heart aching
Just as I know he feels mine
For our hearts beat at the same time
And one should never separate this kind
Of love you cannot find except for deep inside
That very good and special place
And the beat of his heart grows weaker
By each and every hour
Yet and still, I hear him calling
Oh, but ever softly does he weep
But he will never die for I will find him soon
All because our love runs deep
Oh and now I must go to his rescue
I'll never leave him alone ever
I hear him calling
Oh, but ever softly does he weep
I know that he needs me by his side
But he'll never die for I will find him soon
All because our love runs deep
Zondag 15 november 1970
On A Slow Boat To China
On A Slow Boat To China
(Danish Version: I En Robåd Til Kina - 1966)
Composer(s): Frank Loesser
First recording/First release by: Benny Goodman - 1947/1948
Covered by multiple other artists
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to China
All to my self alone
Get you to keep you in my arms evermore
Leave all your lovers (lovelies)
Weeping on the faraway shore
Out on the briny
With the moon big and shinny
Melting your heart of stone
I'd love to get you
On a slow boat to China
All to my self alone
Zaterdag 14 november 1970
Milonga De Gauna
Milonga De Gauna
Performer(s): Jaime Roos
El dolor se le fue
Como por artimaña
Vaya uno a saber
Si es así o se engaña
Su sonrisa final
Vaya uno a saber
Lo que quiso Gauna
Dicen que su canción
Ya estaba cantada
Quién pudiera decir hoy
Si sabía Gauna
Que en aquel carnaval
Cumpliría su rol
Misterios del alma
Emilio Gauna
Murió en Palermo
En una noche de carnaval
Acuchillado en un mano a mano
Que se arrastraba de años atrás
Una duda resultó
Ser mucho más fuerte
Una duda que enterró
El miedo a la muerte
En su ciego puñal
Una duda murió
En su cuerpo inerte
El valor le llegó
Cuando era debido
El coraje que pidió
Le fue concedido
Encontró a su rival
Ni perdió ni ganó
Se marchó tranquilo
Emilio Gauna
Murió en Palermo
En una noche de carnaval
Acuchillado en un mano a mano
Que se arrastraba de años atrás
Zaterdag 14 november 1970
Our Love Is On The Fault Line
Our Love Is On The Fault Line
Composer(s): Reece Kirk
Performer(s): Crystal Gayle
Well, I…
Hear it comin'
I can…
Feel it in my bones
And it's
Weighin' heavy on me…
Like a…
Sack full of stones!
And I…
See it in your eyes, baby
Each time we meet…
And I…
Sense somethin' movin'
Underneath our feet!
Baby, our love is on the fault line!
And You're sayin' that the fault's mine!
I can't believe that you're so blind…
Can't believe…can't believe!
You've been stirrin' up an earthquake!
You've been cookin' up a heartbreak
And I hope it ain't too late…
For our love…
For our love!
Now there's a…
Chilly wind a blowin'
And it's…
whippin' up a gale!
Storm clouds are brewin'
And I…
Know it's gonna hail!
And I…
See it in your eyes, baby
Each time we meet…
And I…
Sense somethin' movin'
Underneath our feet!
Baby, our love is on the fault line!
And You're sayin' that the fault's mine!
I can't believe that you're so blind…
Can't believe…can't believe!
You've been stirrin' up an earthquake!
You've been cookin' up a heartbreak
And I hope it ain't too late…
For our love…For our love!
I feel it in my bones…
I see it in your eyes…
Comin' up behind…
Here it comes…
Hold on tight!
You've been stirrin' up an earthquake!
You've been cookin' up a heartbreak
And I hope it ain't too late…
For our love…
For our love!
Our love is on the fault line!
And You're sayin' that the fault's mine!
I can't believe that you're so blind…
Can't believe…can't believe!
You've been stirrin' up an earthquake!
You've been cookin' up a heartbreak
And I hope it ain't too late…
For our love…
For our love!
Our love is on the fault line!
And You're sayin' that the fault's mine!
I can't believe that you're so blind…
Can't believe…can't believe!
Vrijdag 13 november 1970
Millworker
Millworker
((French Version: La Fabrique (by Francis Cabrel) - 1984))
Composer(s): James Taylor
First release by: James Taylor
Covered by multiple other artists
Now my grandfather was a sailor
He blew in off the water
My father was a farmer
And I, his only daughter
Took up with a no good millworking man
From Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me these three faces to feed
Millwork ain't easy
Millwork ain't hard
Millwork it ain't nothing
But an awful boring job
I'm waiting for a daydream
To take me through the morning
And put me in my coffee break
Where I can have a sandwich
And remember
Then it's me and my machine
For the rest of the morning
For the rest of the afternoon
And the rest of my life
Now my mind begins to wander
To the days back on the farm
I can see my father smiling at me
Swinging on his arm
I can hear my granddad's stories
Of the storms out on Lake Eerie
Where vessels and cargos and fortunes
And sailors' lives were lost
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted
And I have been the fool
To let this manufacturer
Use my body for a tool
I can ride home in the evening
Staring at my hands
Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl
Ought to stand a better chance
So may I work the mills just as long as I am able
And never meet the man whose name is on the label
it be me and my machine
For the rest of the morning
And the rest of the afternoon
Gone for the rest of my life
Donderdag 12 november 1970
Million Dollar Bash
Million Dollar Bash
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Originally performed by: Bob Dylan & the Band
Covered by various other artists
Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel in the gorge
And Turtle, that friend of theirs
With his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
With his cheese in the cash
They're all gonna be there
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Ev'rybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The harder they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there
She told him a yarn
Then along came Jones
Emptied the trash
Ev'rybody went down
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I'm hittin' it too hard
My stones won't take
I get up in the mornin'
But it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But we're all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
Punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
Then I made it over
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Donderdag 12 november 1970
Our Love Affair (Vic Damone)
Our Love Affair
Composer(s): Harold Adamson;
Hugo Friedhofer; Leo McCarey; Harry Warren
Performer(s): Vic Damone
Our love affair is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice in rembering
Our love was born with our first embrace
And a page was torn out of time and space
Our love affair may it always be
A flame to burn through eternity
So take my hand with a fervent prayer
That we may live and we may share
A love affair to remember
Woensdag 11 november 1970
Miller's Cave
Miller's Cave
Composer(s): Jack Clement
Originally performed by: Hank Snow
Covered by various other artists
Way down in the state of Georgia
Through the swamps and the everglades
There's a big ol' hole in Tiger Mountain
God help the man who gets lost in Miller's Cave
I had me a girl in Waycross, Georgia
But she had unfaithful ways
She made me feel I wasn't wanted
Like the bats and the bears in Miller's Cave
I couldn't stand the way she did me
Couldn't take her low down ways
Before I'll stay with a cheatin' woman
I'll go and live with the bears in Miller's Cave
Caught her out, Sunday morning
With some guy they call big Dave
The meanest man in Waycross, Georgia
I'd rather fight a mountain lion in Miller's Cave
I said: "You'll pay both you and Davey
"I'm gonna see you in your grave"
They laughed at me and then I shot 'em
I took their cheating, scheming bones to Miller's Cave
That woman made me feel unwanted
But I guess I showed her I was brave
The most wanted man in the state of Georgia
But they're never gonna find me `cause I'm lost in Miller's Cave
Woensdag 11 november 1970
Our Love Affair (Frank Sinatra)
Our Love Affair
Composer(s): Roger Edens; Arthur Freed
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists
Our love affair will be such fun
We'll be the envy of everyone
Those famous lovers we'll make them forget
From Adam and Eve to Scarlett and Rhett
When youth has had its merry fling
We'll spend our evenings remembering
Two happy people who say on the square
Wasn't ours a lovely love affair
Dinsdag 10 november 1970
Mille Lire
Mille Lire
Performer(s): Sergio Endrigo
Ragazzina che mi salti addosso
in agguato al semaforo rosso
per mille mi offri due rose
fazzoletti di carta e mille cose
e io distratto e stanco di guidare
senza volere mi metto a ricordare
mille lire del tempo che fu
molto prima che nascevi tu
mille lire mille lire di una volta
la prima volta che le ho viste tutte intere
ho capito che la vita era a una svolta
che mi aprivano tutte le frontiere
mille lire mille lire avventuriere
mille lire colorate rosso e paglia
mille lire grandi come una tovaglia
un lenzuolo da piegare in otto
una coperta per stare caldi sopra e sotto
mille lire mille lire un terno al lotto
E volare felice in aeroplano
con la tua squadra andare su a Milano
in tribuna come un pascià
e la Triestina militava in serie A
mille lire almeno mille lire al mese
era un sogno, il sogno piccolo borghese
ma per chi ha sempre avuto il culo sul velluto
era uno scherzo bruciarle in minuto
mille lire mille lire e ti saluto
in tribuna come un pascià
e la Triestina militava in serie A
Ragazzina il ricordo si perde
nella bagarre del semaforo verde
per mille lire ti compro le rose
mille lire di carta pidocchiose
mille lire e sei già in bolletta
compri il giornale e qualche sigaretta
mille lire e poi che ci fai?
oggi al cinema neanche ci vai
mille lire e ci compravi anche luna
belle donne e velociferi a motore
ma non la gloria gli amici la fortuna
non si compra con la borsa il primo amore
mille lire mille lire traditore
mille lire mille lire che bellezza
ma si doveva cantare giovinezza
a dire il vero io ero appena nato
però mi basta quello che mi hanno raccontato
mille lire mille lire e sei fregato
Dinsdag 10 november 1970
Our Lodger's Such A Nice Young Man
Our Lodger's Such A Nice Young Man
Performer(s): Vesta Victoria
At our house not long ago a lodger came to stay
At first I felt as if I'd like to drive him right away
But soon he proved himself to be so very good and kind
That, like my dear mamma, I quite made up my little mind
He made himself at home before he'd been with us a day
He kissed mamma and all of us, 'cos papa was away
Before he goes to work he lights the fires and scrubs the floor
And puts a nice strong cup of tea outside ma's bedroom door
At night he makes the beds and does the other little jobs
And if the baby hurts itself he really cries and sobs
On Sunday when ma's cooking and papa is at the club
He takes the kids and baths us all inside the washing tub
We usually go to Margate, in the sea to have a splash
This year Pa said, "I'm busy!" but I think he had no cash
The lodger took us down instead, mamma and baby too
And never charged Pa anything- now there's a pal for you!
Our lodger's such a nice young man, such a good young man is he
So good, so kind, to all our family!
He's never going to leave us
Oh dear, oh dear no!
He's such a good, goody, goody man
Mamma told me so
Maandag 9 november 1970
Mille Giorni Di Te E Di Me
