Woensdag 28 april 1971
Germaine Tourangelle
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Germaine Tourangelle
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Dinsdag 27 april 1971
Love Won't Let Me Wait
Love Won't Let Me Wait
Composer(s): Vinnie Barrett - Bobby Eli
First release by: Major Harris
Covered by multiple other artists
I need to have you next to me in more ways than one
And I refuse to leave till I see the mornin' sun
The time is right, you hold me tight
And love's got me high
Please tell me, 'Yes' and don't say, 'No'
Honey, not tonight
Move a little close to me, you owe it to yourself
And I will selfishly take a little for myself
And it's because of you
That love won't let me wait
Yeah, yeah
The time is right, turn down the lights
And take my hand, ooh, ooh, yeah
We'll take a flight and spend the night
In Wonderland
And I need to have you next to me in more ways than one
And I refuse to leave till I see the mornin' sun
Creep through your window pane
Because love won't let me wait
Not another minute
Ooh ... ooh ... ooh ... yeah ... yeah ...
And I need your love so desperately and only you can set me free
When I make to you, we'll explode in ecstasy
And I won't take the blame
That love won't let me wait
Love won't, no, no, no
Love won't, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
(Love won't let me wait)
Yeah ... yeah ...
Love won't
I said
(Love won't let me wait)
My baby
My temperature's risin', ooh
(Love won't let me wait) Won't let me
Not another minute
(Love won't let me wait) Won't let me
Baby, baby
(I can't wait) I can't wait (I can't wait) I can't wait
I can't wait (I can't wait)
I can't wait, no, no, no, can't wait
(Wait) No way, no way, no, no, no, no
No way, no way, no, no
(Doo ... ooh ...) Ooh ... ooh ... ooh ... ooh ... ooh ... yeah
(Wait) I cant wait not another minute
Not another minute (I can't wait, I can't wait)
I'll be there (I can't wait) yes, I will
I'll be there
(Wait) Comin', I'm comin', I'm comin'
Hold on, I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin'
(Ooh ... ooh ...) I can't wait, can't wait
I can't wait, can't wait
No way, no way, no way, no, no
No, no, no, no
(Wait) Ooh ... yeah ... ooh ... ooh ...
(I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait)
(Wait)
Dinsdag 27 april 1971
Mon Amie La Rose
Mon Amie La Rose
English Title: My Friend The Rose
Composer(s): Cécile Caulier; Jacques Lacombe
Originally performed by: Françoise Hardy
Covered by: Natasha Atlas; Lynda Thalie
On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Me l'a dit ce matin
À l'aurore je suis née
Baptisée de rosée
Je me suis épanouie
Heureuse et amoureuse
Aux rayons du soleil
Me suis fermée la nuit
Me suis réveillée vieille
Pourtant j'étais très belle
Oui j'étais la plus belle
Des fleurs de ton jardin
On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Me l'a dit ce matin
Vois le dieu qui m'a faite
Me fait courber la tête
Et je sens que je tombe
Et je sens que je tombe
Mon cœur est presque nu
J'ai le pied dans la tombe
Déjà je ne suis plus
Tu m'admirais hier
Et je serai poussière
Pour toujours demain
On est bien peu de chose
Et mon amie la rose
Est morte ce matin
La lune cette nuit
A veillé mon amie
Moi en rêve j'ai vu
Eblouissante et nue
Son âme qui dansait
Bien au-delà des nues
Et qui me souriait
Crois celui qui peut croire
Moi, j'ai besoin d'espoir
Sinon je ne suis rien
Ou bien si peu de chose
C'est mon amie la rose
Qui l'a dit hier matin
Dinsdag 27 april 1971
Georgy Porgy
Georgy Porgy
Composer(s): David Paich
Performer(s): Toto;
and various other artists
It's not your situation
I just need contemplation over you
I'm not so systematic
it's just that I'm an addict for your love
Not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only girl
I'm not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only world
Just think how long I've known you
it's long for me to own you, lock and key
It's really not confusing
I'm just the young illusion, can't you see
I'm not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only girl
I'm not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only world
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie
kissed the girls and made them cry
Kissed the girls and made them cry
kissed the girls and made them cry
It's not your situation
I just need contemplation over you
I'm not so systematic
it's just that I'm an addict for your love
Not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only girl
I'm not the only one that holds you
I never ever should have told you
You're my only world
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie
kissed the girls and made them cry
Kissed the girls and made them cry
kissed the girls and made them cry
Georgy Porgy, pudding pie
kissed the girls and made them cry
Kissed the girls and made them cry
kissed the girls and made them high
Georgy Porgy
Kissed the girls and made them cry
kissed the girls and made them high
Georgy Porgy
Kissed the girls and made them cry
kissed the girls and made them cry
Maandag 26 april 1971
Love Will Turn You Around
Love Will Turn You Around
Composer(s): David Malloy - Even Stevens - Kenny Rogers - Thom Schuyler
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers; Bushman
You can run, you can hide
And never let him inside
Just living your life in the dark
Sooner or later, that gentle persuader
Is gonna catch up with your heart
Make you a dreamer, believer
Believing in love
Right when a man's doing all that he planned
And he thinks he's got just what he needs
Life will deliver a shot that will shiver
And drive him right down to his knees
Make him start giving, living
Living again
Well it's your mind that tricks
You into leaving every time
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Well it's your heart that talks
You into staying where you are
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Out of the blue she reaches to you
And you tell her you don't have the time
So you move away fast, but you know it won't last
Cause you can't get it off your mind
Thoughts are burning, turning
Turning around
How do you know when to stay or go
And how do you know when it's real
You don't need a sign to make up your mind
You got your heart at the wheel
You want to start sharing, caring
Caring again
Well it's your mind that tricks
You into leaving every time
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Well it's you heart that talks
You into staying where you are
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Love will turn you around, turn you around
Turn you around
Maandag 26 april 1971
Mon Ami, Mon Judas
Mon Ami, Mon Judas
Italian Title: Vecchio Mio, Giuda Mio
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Il n'est jamais aisé de juger sur la mine
Nous ne choisissons pas, on est choisi par eux
Qui se font une tête d'imbécile heureux
Et nous donnent le change en mettant la sourdine
Toujours là, toujours prêts, disponibles et serviables
Nageant comme un poisson dans la compromission
Un sourire accroché à cet air voulu con
Qui cache adroitement un autre air implacable
Mon ami, mon Judas
Joue le jeu ne te gêne pas
Courtise-moi, fais des courbettes
Jure que tu es mon ami
Dévoué, sincère et honnête
Que c'est à la mort, à la vie
Fais-toi tout humble et tout sourire
Dis-moi que j'ai un charme fou
Que j'ai de la classe et du goût
Et passe la brosse à reluire
Ça ne te coûte pas un sou
Nous facilitant tout, nous évitant les drames
Ils sont pour nous aider prêts à n'importe quoi
Même complaisamment à nous border parfois
S'ils nous trouvent au lit coucher avec leur femme
Prêts à veiller la nuit, prêts à danser la gigue
Pour mieux nous amuser, prêts à se mettre nus
Acceptant s'il le faut le coup de pied au cul
Se baissant gentiment pour pas qu'on se fatigue
Mon ami, mon Judas
Prends le physique de l'emploi
Flatte-moi de mon élégance
Dis-moi que je suis bon et beau
D'une étonnante intelligence
Que je choisi bien mon bordeaux
Mange mon caviar à la louche
Fume mes havanes au kilo
Et tapi derrière mon dos
Pense aux ristournes que tu touches
Et au prix de l'or en lingot
Mon ami, mon Judas
Dans l'ombre joue avec ta proie
Tire adroitement les ficelles
Tu n'es pas bouffon tu es roi
Je ne suis que polichinelle, moi
Doux rêveur et tête de bois
Cher profiteur et parasite
Lorsque mon temps sera passé
Le citron mille fois pressé
Vends-moi, trahis-moi au plus vite
Et va-t-en compter tes deniers
Mon ami, mon Judas
Fais ton métier, crucifie moi
Maandag 26 april 1971
Georgy Girl
Georgy Girl
Composer(s): Jim Dale; Tom Springfield
Performer(s): The Seekers;
and various other artists
Hey there, Georgy girl
Swingin' down the street so fancy-free
Nobody you meet could ever see the loneliness there - inside you
Hey there, Georgy girl
Why do all the boys just pass you by?
Could it be you just don't try or is it the clothes you wear?
You're always window shopping but never stopping to buy
So shed those dowdy feathers and fly - a little bit
Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl
Hey there, Georgy girl
Dreamin' of the someone you could be
Life is a reality, you can't always run away
Don't be so scared of changing and rearranging yourself
It's time for jumping down from the shelf - a little bit
Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Come on, Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl
Zondag 25 april 1971
Love Will Tear Us Apart
Love Will Tear Us Apart
Composer(s): Bernard Sumner - Peter Hook - Stephen Morris - Ian Curtis
First release by: Joy Division - 1980
Covered by multiple other artists
When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed
Our feelings run dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again
Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings exposed
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again
Zondag 25 april 1971
Mon Ami M'a Donné
Mon Ami M'a Donné
Composer(s): Raymond Asso; Claude Valéry
Performer(s): Édith Piaf
Mon ami m'a donné une fleur
Une fleur que j'ai mise à mon cœur
Sur mon cœur plein de lui
Que la rose était belle
Dans mon cœur plein de lui
Le bonheur a fleuri
Mon ami m'a donné un baiser
Près du cœur, doucement l'a posé
À mon cœur plein d'amour
Que sa lèvre était douce
Ce baiser plein d'amour
L'ai donné à mon tour
Mon ami m'a donné un serment
Le serment de m'aimer si longtemps
Si longtemps que les fleurs
Pousseront sur la terre
Si longtemps que la fleur
Restera sur mon cœur
Mon ami m'a donné du pleurer
Du pleurer que n'ai pas mérité
Pour essuyer mes pleurs
J'ai pris la rose blanche
J'ai pris la rose fleur
Qui était sur mon cœur
Mon ami viendra me voir demain
Plus de fleurs et beaucoup de chagrin
J'irai voler des fleurs
Dans les jardins du monde
J'irai voler des fleurs
La plus belle à mon cœur
En prison, si l'on veut me jeter
Je dirai à qui va me juger
"Faites battre tambours
Et dressez la potence
Plutôt que perdre amour
Je volerai la France
Et le roi dans sa cour
Plutôt que perdre amour..."
Zondag 25 april 1971
Georgia On My Mind
Georgia On My Mind
Composer(s): Stuart Gorrell; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Hoagy Carmichael;
and various other artists
Melodies bring memories
That linger in my heart
Make me think of Georgia
Why did we ever part?
Some sweet day when blossoms fall
And all the world's a song
I'll go back to Georgia
'Cause that's where I belong
Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through
Just an old sweet song keeps
Georgia on my mind
Georgia, Georgia, a song of you
Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines
Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you
Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind
Zaterdag 24 april 1971
Love Will Show Us How
Love Will Show Us How
Composer(s): Christine McVie - Todd Sharp
Performer(s): Christine McVie
I don't fool around on my baby
And he don't fool around on me
And I know that when I need him
He'll be there for me
Ooh and if he asks me some questions
Well, I don't tell him lies
And I don't have the need
The need for alibis
I don't know how
Love will survive
But it's all right for now
Still I believe
Love will show us how
There must be a way
To keep it alive
And so keep our vows
And I believe
Love will show us how
Still I believe
Love will show us how
I don't know how
Love will survive
But it's all right for now
Still I believe
Love will show us how
Zaterdag 24 april 1971
Mon Amérique À Moi
Mon Amérique À Moi
Composer(s): P. Labro; Johnny Hallyday; E. Bouad
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Mon Amérique à moi c'est une route sans feux rouges
Depuis l'Hudson River jusqu'en Californie
Et dans ma mémoire, je conserve une silhouette qui bouge
Celle d'une fille en jean entre Nashville et Bâton-Rouge
Qui marchait en rêvant près du Mississippi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi c'est jamais les gratte-ciel
Ni les flics ni les fusils ni la drogue ni le sang
C'est plutôt les enfants qui sur leurs vélos rouges
Distribuent les journaux aux portes des maisons
Y a des bouteilles de lait sur tous les paillassons
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi c'est un petit studio
En Floride dans la banlieue près d'Orlando
Avec trois guitares, deux batteurs, trois banjos
On avait enregistré une nouvelle version de "Blue Suede Shoes"
Sur un air paresseux et nonchalant de blues
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi est telle que je la rêve
Telle que je l'ai vécue telle que vous l'avez vue
Dans les films noir et blanc la lumière était belle
Et les figurants des westerns semblaient tout droit venus
Des albums illustrés signés Norman Rockwell
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi est modeste et tranquille
Elle me dit good morning avec un grand sourire
Me sert du café chaud, des pommes à la vanille
M'invite pour passer noël au Tennessee
Et pour faire du cheval dans la Ouest Virginie
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi
Mon Amérique à moi c'est toujours cette fille en jean
Je ne sais pas pourquoi elle court dans ma mémoire
Il ne s'est pourtant rien passé entre nous pas d'histoire
Quand j'ai voulu savoir comment on la nommait
Elle m'a dit "freedom" je crois bien qu'en français ça veut dire Liberté
Zaterdag 24 april 1971
Georgette
Georgette
Composer(s): Lew Brown; Ray Henderson
Performer(s): Ted Lewis
Right across the way from me in apartment forty three
every night I always see such a funny pair
he's a bashful Romeo and she loves to tease him so he sighs
oh! how he cries each time she rolls her eyes
Every night it's just the same and I think that it's a shame
cause she plays the same old game but he doesn't care
when he starts to fuss and pout she just tries to put him out
he's sore, gets to the door and then he sings once more
Georgette, Georgette, I'm as wild as can be
I'm all upset 'cause you're teasing me
My ma, my pa, my whole family they scold me
they told me you've got a kick like T.N.T.
I eat, I sleep, but not like I should
Oh! me, Oh! my, why can't you be good?
Once I was gentle and meek now I'm as wild as the Sheik
I'll get you yet, Georgette
Vrijdag 23 april 1971
Love Will Keep Us Together
Love Will Keep Us Together
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield
First release by: Neil Sedaka - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Por Amor Viviremos (Captain & Tennille)
1992 - Pierdo El Control (Pandora)
2004 - Jij (Lisa Del Bo)
2008 - Wij Blijven Samen (Nicole & Hugo)
Love, love will keep us together
Think of me babe whenever
Some sweet talking guy comes along singing his song
Don't mess around
You got to be strong
Just Stop, 'cause I really love You
Stop, I'll be thinking of you
Look in my heart and let love keep us together
You, You belong to me now
Ain't gonna set you free now
When those guys start hanging around talking me down
Hear with your heart and you won't hear a sound
Just Stop, 'cause I really love you
Stop, I'll be thinking of you
Look in my heart and let love keep us together
Whatever young and beautiful
Someday your looks will be gone
When the others turn you off
Who'll be turning you on
I will, I will, I will, I will
Be there to share forever
Love will keep us together
Said it before and I'll say it again while others pretend
I'll need you now and I'll need you then
Stop 'cause I really love Ya
Stop I'll be thinking of Ya
Look in my heart and let love keep us together
Vrijdag 23 april 1971
Mon Amant Me Délaisse
Mon Amant Me Délaisse (aka La Méchante; Vive La Rose Et Le Lilas)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Guy Béart
and multiple other artists
Mon amant me délaisse
O gai! vive la rose!
Je ne sais pas pourquoi
Vive la rose et le lilas!
Je ne sais pas pourquoi
Vive la rose et le lilas
Il va-t-en voir une autre
O gai! vive la rose!
Qu'est plus riche que moi
Vive la rose et le lilas!
Qu'est plus riche que moi
Vive la rose et le lilas
On dit qu'elle est plus belle
O gai vive la rose!
Je n'en disconviens pas .....
On dit qu'elle est malade
o gai! vive la rose!
Peut-être elle en mourra ...
Mais si elle meurt dimanche
O gai! vive la rose!
Lundi on l'enterrera ...
Mardi il r'viendra m'voir
O gai! vive la rose!
Mais je n'en voudrai pas
Vive la rose et le lilas!
Mais je n'en voudrai pas
Vive la rose et le lilas!
Vrijdag 23 april 1971
George Jackson
George Jackson
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Bob Dylan;
and various other artists
I woke up this mornin'
There were tears in my bed
They killed a man I really loved
Shot him through the head
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground
Sent him off to prison
For a seventy-dollar robbery
Closed the door behind him
And they threw away the key
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground
He wouldn't take shit from no one
He wouldn't bow down or kneel
Authorities, they hated him
Because he was just too real
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground
Prison guards, they cursed him
As they watched him from above
But they were frightened of his power
They were scared of his love
Lord, Lord
So they cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground
Sometimes I think this whole world
Is one big prison yard
Some of us are prisoners
The rest of us are guards
Lord, Lord
They cut George Jackson down
Lord, Lord
They laid him in the ground
Donderdag 22 april 1971
Pierdo El Control
Pierdo El Control ((aka Por Amor Viviremos (Captain & Tennille) - 1975))
((Adapted from: Love Will Keep Us Together (Neil Sedaka) - 1973))
((Dutch Versions: Jij (Lisa Del Bo) - 2004; Wij Blijven Samen (Nicole & Hugo) - 2008))
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka - Howard Greenfield - Isabel Lascurain
Performer(s): Pandora - 1992
No, no me pongas nerviosa
deja de mirar mis labios
no te acerques, pierdo el control
siento calor
quiero escapar
más tus brazos me atrapan
¡No! tu risa me encanta
¡no! tu mirar me mata
no fales más portugués
me desbarata
Tú, tú empezaste el fuego
todo un Valentino
sabes cómo
ven a cenar, luego a bailar
y abrazaditos cantarme al oído
y no ...
Noches mágicas
llenas de risa y sabor
dos amantes, seducción
inventando el amor
Por tí, haría cualquier locura
pierdo toda cordura
Sé cómo fue, lo sé
fue tu calor, todo tu olor
luego ese beso
que me hizo decir que sí
tu risa me encanta, sí
tu mirar me encanta, sí
tu mirar me mata
me fala más portugués
me desbaratas, me encantas
Donderdag 22 april 1971
Mon Amant De Saint-Jean
Mon Amant De Saint-Jean
Composer(s): Léon Agel; Emile Carrara
Originally performed by: Lucienne Delyle
Je ne sais pourquoi j'allais danser
À Saint-Jean au musette
Mais quand un gars m'a pris un baiser
J'ai frissonné, j'étais chipée
Comment ne pas perdre la tête
Serrée par des bras audacieux
Car l'on croit toujours
Aux doux mots d'amour
Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux
Moi qui l'aimais tant
Je le trouvais le plus beau de Saint-Jean
Je restais grisée
Sans volonté
Sous ses baisers
Sans plus réfléchir, je lui donnais
Le meilleur de mon être
Beau parleur chaque fois qu'il mentait
Je le savais, mais je l'aimais
Comment ne pas perdre la tête
Serrée par des bras audacieux
Car l'on croit toujours
Aux doux mots d'amour
Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux
Moi qui l'aimais tant
Je le trouvais le plus beau de Saint-Jean
Je restais grisée
Sans volonté
Sous ses baisers
Mais hélas, à Saint-Jean comme ailleurs
Un serment n'est qu'un leurre
J'étais folle de croire au bonheur
Et de vouloir garder son cœur
Comment ne pas perdre la tête
Serrée par des bras audacieux
Car l'on croit toujours
Aux doux mots d'amour
Quand ils sont dits avec les yeux
Moi qui l'aimais tant
Mon bel amour, mon amant de Saint-Jean
Il ne m'aime plus
C'est du passé
N'en parlons plus
Donderdag 22 april 1971
Geordie's Lost His Liggie
Geordie's Lost His Liggie
Composer(s): Gibson; Hill;
Brian Johnson; Vic Malcolm
Performer(s): Geordie
{Yeehoo}
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
And he couldn't find his liggy
He couldn't find his liggy
he couldn't find his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road {Yeehoo}
Well, he lost it down the netty
He lost it down the netty
He lost it down the netty
Along the Scotswood Road
And he couldn't find his liggy
Couldn't find his liggy
Couldn't find his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
And Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road {hey hahaha}
He got himself a broom shank
Stuffed it down the netty
But he couldn't find his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
So he got himself a poss stick
And he tried it to his broom shank
And he rammed it down the netty
Along the Scotswood Road
And(But) he couldn't find his liggy
He couldn't find his liggy
he couldn't find his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
And Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road {Yabuggermaw}
Listen, he got a case of dynamite
Stuffed it down the netty
And he blew the stinking netty
Along the Scotswood Road
But he couldn't find his liggy
{He}Couldn't find his[that] liggy
Couldn't find his[that] liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
And Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Oh Geordie's lost his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road {wayah... yeehoo}
{Listen to this}
It was in his bloody pocket
It was in his bloody pocket
It was in his bloody pocket
Along the Scotswood Road
Now Geordie's found his liggy
Oh, Geordie's found his liggy
Oh, Geordie's found his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
Everybody, Geordie's found his liggy
Oh, Geordie's found his liggy
Oh, Geordie's found his liggy
Along the Scotswood Road
Woensdag 21 april 1971
I Think I'm Going To Kill Myself
