Donderdag 17 juni 1971
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Woensdag 16 juni 1971
Low Rider
Low Rider
Composer(s): Gerald Goldstein - Papa Dee Allen - Harold Brown - Morris Dewayne Dickerson -
Lee Oskar Levitin - Charles Miller - Leroy L. Jordan - Howard E. Scott
First release by: War - 1975
All my friends know the low rider
The low rider is a little higher
Low rider drives a little slower
Low rider is a real goer
Low rider knows every street yeah!
Low rider is the one to meet yeah!
Low rider don't use no gas now
Low rider don't drive to fast
Take a little trip
Take a little trip
Take a little trip and see
Take a little trip
Take a little trip
Take a little trip with me
Woensdag 16 juni 1971
Mon Petit Bonhomme
Mon Petit Bonhomme
((German Version: Lieber Kleiner Mann (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Guy Motta - Pascal Sevran
Performer(s): Dalida
Mon petit bonhomme
Tu veux être un homme
Et pourtant moi je voudrais tant que tu restes un enfant
Mon petit bonhomme
La vie chez les hommes
C'est un jeu souvent dangereux
Mais le gagne qui veut
Le monde n'est pas fait que de rêve et de soleil
Et j'ai tellement peur pour toi
Quelqu'un pourra-t-il t'offrir un amour pareil
À celui que j'ai pour toi
Le temps s'en va
Et quand on le voit passer
C'est trop tard pour l'arrêter
Mon petit bonhomme
Tu seras un homme
Avec tout ce que ça comprend
De bon et de méchant
Mon petit bonhomme
Ni rien, ni personne
Ne pourra t'empêcher de faire
La vie que tu espères
Un jour par tes bras qui seront te retenir
Toi tu lâcheras ma main
Mais je te verrais quelquefois me revenir
Quand tu auras du chagrin
Mon petit bonhomme
Si tu m'abandonnes
Mon petit bonhomme
Je te le pardonne
En attendant que tu grandisses
Chantes la vie mon fils
En attendant que tu grandisses
Danse la vie mon fils
Chante la vie mon fils
Danse la vie mon fils
La vie est à toi
Woensdag 16 juni 1971
Getting To Know You
Getting To Know You
Composer(s): Richard Rogers; Oscar Hammerstein
Performer(s): Gertrude Lawrence;
and various other artists
Getting to know you, getting to know all about you
Getting to like you, getting to hope you like me
Getting to know you, putting it my way
But nicely
You are precisely
My cup of tea
Getting to know you
Getting to feel free and easy
When I am with you
Getting to know what to say
Haven't you noticed
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy
Because of all the beautiful and new
Things I'm learning about you
Day by day
Sharing your spirit
Sharing your tears and your laughter
Hoping it goes on
Hoping it lasts endlessly
Getting to know you, putting it my way
But sweetly
You are completely
My friend you see
Telling you my dreams
Getting to feel that you're with me
Making our own fun
Knowing we know how to play
Now that I've met you
Suddenly I'm mostly happy
I've found a new pal, beautiful and true
Yes I'm talking about you
Friends Today
Dinsdag 15 juni 1971
Low And Lonely
Low And Lonely
Composer(s): Floyd Jenkins
Performer(s): Roy Acuff
and multiple other artists
Low and lonely, sad and blue
Thinking only of little you
Always tryin' to keep from cryin'
I'm low and lonely over you
Do you miss me? Say you do!
Tell me darlin', please tell me true
Do you yearn dear, for my return dear?
I'm low and lonely over you
Low and lonely, weary too
You're the only, true love I knew
Don't be long, dear, you know it's wrong, dear
I'm Low And Lonely over you
Do you miss me? Say you do!
Tell me darlin', please tell me true
Do you yearn dear, for my return dear?
I'm low and lonely over you
Dinsdag 15 juni 1971
Mijn Vader Zei
Mijn Vader Zei
French & Italian Title:
Mon Père Disait; Mio Padre Diceva
Performer(s): Liesbeth List
(Originally performed by: Jacques Brel)
Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Verstuift het hoge duin bij Scheveningen
Bij Scheveningen, zo hard m'n kind
Dat je niet weet of 't stuift
Of dat de zee het voorwaarts schuift
Het is die wind
Die met zijn adem-noord
In de ogen boort
Van man en kind
En die zijn klokkenspel van noorderkou
Doet tinkelen in hun ogenblauw
Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Doet de aarde kantelen rond Gent en Brugge
Rond Gent en Brugge blaast noord de wind
En woelt de aarde bloot
Om 't groot belfroot van Gent en Brugge
De meisjes hier
Geeft hij de kalme blik
Van stadjes oud
En winterkoud
Hun breekbaar haar klost hij met stramme hand
Tot Brussels kant, tot Brussels kant
Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Scheurde het oude land tussen Zeebrugge
Tussen Zeebrugge blies noord de wind
En scheurde 't oude land
Tussen Zeebrugge en Engeland
En Londen is
Niet meer als voor die vloed
Het bolwerk dat
Brugge behoedt
Maar Londen werd een buitenwijk van Brugge
Verzonken in de Noordzeevloed
Mijn vader zei: de noordewind
Zal straks mijn zielloos lijf ter aarde dragen
Hij neemt mij mee, de noordewind
En draagt mij tot aan zee
Begraaft me aan de rand van 't strand
De noordewind
Maakt mij straks kapitein
Van 'n wering die
De golven breekt
De noordewind maakt van mijn lijk een dijk
Die jullie warme tranen breekt...
Dinsdag 15 juni 1971
Getting Some Fun Out Of Life
Getting Some Fun Out Of Life
Composer(s): Edgar Leslie; Joseph A. Burke
Performer(s): Billie Holiday;
and various other artists
My Baby's like me
Wants to do this, wants to do that
And so we do just as we please
We hate to be told
Not to go here, not to go there
Because our sentiments are these....
When we want to love, we love
When we want to kiss, we kiss
With a little petting, we're getting
Some fun out of life
When we want to work, we work
When we want to play, we play
In a happy setting, we're getting
Some fun out of life
Maybe we do the right thing
Maybe we do the wrong
Spending each day
Wending our way along
But when we want to sing, we sing
When we want to dance, we dance
You can do your betting, we're getting
Some fun out of life
Maandag 14 juni 1971
Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever
Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever
((French Version: N'est-Ce Pas Étrange? (Claude François) - 1975))
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder - Ivy Hunter
First release by: Four Tops - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
I remember yet before we met
When every night & day I had to live the life of a lonely one
I remember meeting you
Discovering love could be so true
Shared by 2 instead of only one
When you said you loved me (when you said you loved me)
& we could not be parted (we could not be parted)
I said I built my world around you (built my world around you)
I'm so thankful that I found you (so thankful that I found you)
'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever
I've never felt like this before
Lovin' you has made my life so much sweeter than ever
Each night I pray we'll never part
For the love within my heart grows stronger
From day to day
As best I can, I'll always try
To reassure & satisfy
'Cause I'd be lost if you went away
'Cause I really need you (really really need you)
& I need for you to need me too (need for you to need me too)
I have built my world around you (built my world around you)
I'm so thankful that I found you
'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever, yes it has
Lovin' you has made my life so much sweeter than ever
'Cause I really love you (really really love you)
Girl, I'm thankful that you love me too (thankful that you love me too)
I have built my world around you (built my world around you)
& I'm truly glad I found you
'Cause lovin' you has made my life sweeter than ever
Oh it has, yes it has
Lovin' you, since I've been lovin' you, my life's sweeter than ever
Since I'm lovin' you, life is sweeter than ever ...
Maandag 14 juni 1971
Mon Père Disait
Mon Père Disait
Dutch & Italian Title:
Mijn Vader Zei; Mio Padre Diceva
Composer(s): Jacques Brel
Originally performed by: Jacques Brel
Covered by various other artists
Mon père disait
C'est l'vent du nord
Qui fait craquer les digues
A Scheveningen
À Scheveningen, petit
Tellement fort
Qu'on ne sait plus qui navigue
La mer du nord
Ou bien les digues
C'est le vent du nord
Qui transperce les yeux
Des hommes du nord
Jeunes ou vieux
Pour faire chanter
Des carillons de bleus
Venus du nord
Au fond de leurs yeux
Mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qui fait tourner la tête
Autour de Bruges
Autour de bruges, petit
C'est le vent du nord
Qu'a raboté la terre
Autour des tours
Des tours de Bruges
Et qui fait qu'nos filles
Ont l'regard tranquille
Des vieilles villes
Des vieilles villes
Qui fait qu'nos belles
Ont le cheveu fragile
De nos dentelles
De nos dentelles
Mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qu'a fait craquer la terre
Entre Zeebruges
Entre Zeebruges, petit
C'est le vent du Nord
Qu'a fait craquer la terre
Entre Zeebruges et l'Angleterre
Et Londres n'est plus
Comme avant le déluge
Le poing de Bruges
Narguant la mer
Londres n'est plus
Que le faubourg de Bruges
Perdu en mer
Perdu en mer
Mais mon père disait
C'est le vent du nord
Qui portera en terre
Mon corps sans âme
Et sans colère
C'est le vent du nord
Qui portera en terre
Mon corps sans âme
Face à la mer
C'est le vent du nord
Qui me fera capitaine
D'un brise-lames
Ou d'une baleine
C'est le vent du nord
Qui me fera capitaine
D'un brise-larmes
Pour ceux que j'aime
Maandag 14 juni 1971
Getting Ready For The Heartbreak
Getting Ready For The Heartbreak
Composer(s): Edwards Lockie Jr.; Larry Weiss
Performer(s): Dionne Warwick;
Long John Baldry; Chuck Jackson
Closed up all my windows, so no-one could see
even told the mailman to pass by me
Cause my lover is coming today
and I know what he's gonna say
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
Last night he saw me walking
It was much to dark to see
the guy I was holding hands with meant nothing to me
But now my tears are falling like rain
and I'm starting to feel the pain
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
There's no use in carrying it on
pretty soon our love will be gone
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
So I'm getting ready for the heartbreak
Zondag 13 juni 1971
Loving You Is Music To My Mind
Loving You Is Music To My Mind
Performer(s): Vern Gosdin
When the words have all been said
And the songs have all been sung
Babe, I'll still be needin' you
And your shoulder to lay my head on
When the stories have all been told
And tomorrow has come and gone
You know I still be needin' you
To take me in, to keep me warm
Loving you is music to my mind
You're the rhythm in my song
It's melody alive
You give all the words special meaning
Loving you is music to my mind
When the boys have lost their lives
And our dreams have past us by
You know I'll still be needin' you
To lay beside, satisfied
Yes, loving you is music to my mind
Zondag 13 juni 1971
Mon Père À Moi
Mon Père À Moi
Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud;
Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle; Maurice Vidalin
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Je le revois assis sur son vieux banc de pierre
roulant sa cigarette au bout de ses dix doigts
Il était simple et bon et il était mon père
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Il était menuisier du plus petit village
qu'on rencontre là-bas avant le pays haut
Il m'enseignait la vie comme on construit sa table
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Je sais qu'il avait fait des bêtises
Certains soirs il parlait du Moyen-Orient
Il avait même fait la valise
mais il revint pour moi en pleurant
Il savait fabriquer des armoires aux lavandes
où les jeunes mariés garderaient leurs draps blancs
et où les vieux mariés rangeraient leur légende
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Je sais qu'il avait fait des bêtises
Certains soirs il parlait du Moyen-Orient
Il avait même fait la valise
mais il revint pour moi en pleurant
Je le revois debout tel qu'il fut et qu'il reste
derrière l'établi de sa pauvre maison
avec pour tout galon des copeaux sur sa veste
mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père, mon père à moi
Zondag 13 juni 1971
Getting Over You
Getting Over You
Composer(s): Turner Stephen Bruton
Performer(s): Willie Nelson & Bonnie Raitt
Willie:
Why do I still write
Why do I still call
Why do I still think
There's hope for us at all
These are the tings I hate
But they're are the things I do
To get over you
Bonnie:
Sunsets make me cry
Old pictures make me grin
But I don't really care
To see your face again
These are the things I say
But they're so hard to do
Like gettin' over you
(Chorus - both)
You gotta believe that there is a reason
That we surrender up our hearts
But there's a vantage point
And it takes some time to find
Where you can see how all the pieces fit
As you watch 'em fall apart
Willie:
Now I don't think it's right
And you don't know what's wrong
My heart keeps asking me
Just where do we belong
Bonnie:
It's not as though my life
Ain't hard enough to do
Both:
Try gettin' over you
(Repeat chorus)
Willie:
Now other people say
Stop living in the past
Bonnie:
But when there's nothin' left
It's your memory that lasts
Willie:
It's later than you think
But still this isn't through
Both:
This gettin' over you
Now it's later than you think
But still this isn't through
This gettin' over you
Zaterdag 12 juni 1971
Loving You Has Made Me Bananas
Loving You Has Made Me Bananas
Composer(s): Guy Marks
Performer(s): Guy Marks
Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas
Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas
Oh, you burnt your finger that evening
While my back was turned
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined all alone
Oh, your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Father had the shipfitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas
Oh, you burnt your finger that evening
While my back was turned
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined all alone
Zaterdag 12 juni 1971
Mon Père
Mon Père
Composer(s): M. Mallory; Marc Benoit
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan
Que la maison me parait vide
Sans son désordre et sans sa voix
Ça me semble encore impossible
Pourtant il y a deux ans déjà
Ma mère a rangé tous ses livres
Et ses outils de jardinier
Tous ces objets qu'il faisait vivre
Qui eux aussi vont s'ennuyer
Il ne parlait pas de la guerre
Pourtant mon héros c'était lui
J'étais si fière qu'il soit mon père
Fière de m'appeler comme lui
Ses colères étaient des tempêtes
Lorsque j'avais désobéi
Et puis il pleurait en cachette
Parce que j'avais un premier prix
C'était plus que de la tendresse
Qu'il avait pour tous nos rosiers
Il peignait avec maladresse
C'était toujours moi qui posais
Je sais bien que je lui ressemble
Je suis têtue comme il l'était
J'ai ses yeux et ses côtés tendres
Et j'aime tout ce qu'il aimait
C'était mon ami et mon frère
Et tous mes souvenirs d'enfant
C'était mon ami et mon père
Et il me manque bien souvent
Zaterdag 12 juni 1971
Getting Married Today
Getting Married Today
Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim
Performed by: Beth Howland;
Julie; Madeline Kahn; Millicent Martin
Choirgirl:
Bless this day
Pinnacle of life
Husband joined to wife
The heart leaps up to behold
This golden day
Paul:
Today is for Amy
Amy, I give you the rest of my life
To cherish and to keep you, to honor you forever
Today is for Amy
My happily soon-to-be wife
Amy:
Pardon me, is everybody here?
Because if everybody's here, I want to thank you all for coming to the wedding
I'd appreciate your going even more
I mean you must have lots of better things to do
and not a word of this to Paul
remember Paul, you know, the man I'm gonna marry, but I'm not
because I wouldn't ruin anyone as wonderful as he is
Thank you all
For the gifts and the flowers
Thank you all
Now it's back to the showers
Don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today
Choirgirl:
Bless this day
Tragedy of life
Husband joined to wife
The heart sinks down and feels dead
This dreadful day
Amy:
Listen, everybody, look, I don't know what you're waiting for
a wedding, what's a wedding
it's a prehistoric ritual where everybody promises fidelity forever
which is maybe the most horrifying word I ever heard of
which is followed by a honeymoon
where suddenly he'll realize he's saddled with a nut, and wanna kill me, which he should
Thanks a bunch
But I'm not getting married
Go have lunch
'Cause I'm not getting married
You've been grand
But I'm not getting married
Don't just stand there
I'm not getting married
And don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today
Go, can't you go?
Why is nobody listening?
Goodbye
Go and cry
At another person's wake
If you're quick
For a kick
You could pick
Up a christening
But please
On my knees
There's a human life at stake!
Listen everybody, I'm afraid you didn't hear
or do you want to see a crazy lady fall apart in front of you
it isn't only Paul who may be ruining his life
you know we'll both of us be losing our identities
I telephoned my analyst about it and he said to see him Monday
but by Monday I'll be floating in the Hudson with the other garbage
I'm not well
So I'm not getting married
You've been swell
But I'm not getting married
Clear the hall
'Cause I'm not getting married
Thank you all
But I'm not getting married
And don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today
Choirgirl:
Bless this bride
Totally insane
Slipping down the drain
And bless this day in our hearts
As it starts
To rain
Paul/Amy:
Today is for
Go, can't you go?
Amy
Look, you know Amy
I adore you all, I give you
But why
The rest of
Watch me die
My life
Like Eliza on the ice?
To cherish
Look, perhaps
And to keep you
I'll collapse
To honor you
In the apse
Forever
Right before you all
Today is for Amy
So take
My happily
Back the cake
Soon-to-be
Burn the shoes and boil the rice
Wife
Look, I didn't wanna have to
My adorable
tell you, but I may be coming
Wife
down with Hepatitis, and I think I'm gonna faint
so if you wanna see me faint, I'll do it happily
but wouldn't it be funnier to go and watch a funeral
so thank you for the
twenty-seven dinner plates
thirty-seven butter knives
forty-seven paperweights
fifty-seven candleholders
Paul:
One more thing
Amy:
I am not getting married!
Choir:
Amen!
Paul:
Softly said
Amy:
But I'm not getting married!
Choir:
Amen!
Paul:
With this ring
Amy:
Still I'm not getting married!
Choir:
Amen!
Paul:
I thee wed
Amy:
See, I'm not getting married!
Choir:
Amen!
Paul/Amy:
Let us pray
Let us pray
That we are getting married
That I'm not getting married
Today! Today!
Choir:
Amen!!!
Vrijdag 11 juni 1971
(Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear
(Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear
Composer(s): Kal Mann - Bernie Lowe
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley & The Jordanaires - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Celui Que Tu Préfères (Johnny Hallyday)
1975 - Bamsefar (Bamses Venner)
1984 - Teddy Beer (Will Tura)
Baby let me be
your lovin' Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear
I don't wanna be a tiger
Cause tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind
you love enough
Just wanna be, your Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear
Vrijdag 11 juni 1971
Mon Pays Était Beau
Mon Pays Était Beau
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Mon pays était beau
D'une beauté sauvage
Et l'homme le cheval et le bois et l'outil
Vivaient en harmonie
Jusqu'à ce grand saccage
Personne ne peut plus simplement vivre ici
Il pleut sur ce village
Aux ruelles obscures
Et rien d'autre ne bouge
Le silence s'installe au pied de notre lit
O silence
Tendre et déchirant violon
Gaie fanfare
Recouvre-nous
Du grand manteau de nuit
De tes ailes géantes
Mon pays était beau
D'une beauté sauvage
Et l'homme le cheval et le bois et l'outil
Vivaient en harmonie
Jusqu'à ce grand saccage
Personne ne peut plus simplement vivre ici
Vrijdag 11 juni 1971
Getting Better
Getting Better
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles;
and various other artists
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad in my school (No, I can't complain)
The teachers that taught me weren't cool (No, I can't complain)
Holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
I've got to admit it's getting better
A little better all the time (can't get no worse)
To admit it's getting better
It's getting better since you've been mine
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
To admit it's getting better
A little better all the time
To admit it's getting better
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but I'm changing my scene
And I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better
A little better all the time (can't get no worse)
Yes, I admit it's getting better
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time
Donderdag 10 juni 1971
Mon Pays
