Woensdag 12 mei 1976
Rien De Nouveau
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Rien De Nouveau
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Dinsdag 11 mei 1976
The South's Gonna Do It Again
The South's Gonna Do It Again
Performer(s): Charlie Daniels
Well the train to Grinder's Switch is runnin' right on time
And the Tucker boys are cookin' down in Caroline
People down in Florida can't be still
When old Lynyrd Skynyrd's pickin' down in Jacksonville
People down in Georgia come from near and far
To hear Richard Betts pickin' on his red guitar
So gather round gather round children
Get down well just get down children
Get loud well you can be loud and be proud
And you can be proud here
Be proud to a rebel 'cause the south's gonna do it again
Elvin Bishop's sittin' on a bale of hay
He ain't good lookin' but he sure can play
And there's ZZ Top and you can't forget
That old brother Willie's gettin' soakin' wet
And all the good people down in Tennessee
Are diggin' barefoot Jerry and the CDB
So gather round gather round children
Get down well just get down children
Get loud well you can be loud and be proud
And you can be proud here
Be proud to a rebel 'cause the south's gonna do it again
And again.... yes it is
Dinsdag 11 mei 1976
Gul Er Farven På Min Elskedes Hår
Gul Er Farven På Min Elskedes Hår
English Title: Colours
Performer(s): Lars Lilholt
(Originally performed by: Donovan)
Gul er farven på min elskedes hår
her til morgen når vi står op
her til morgen når vi står op
det er den tid, det er den tid
jeg bedst ka’ li’
Blå er farven på himmelen
her til morgen når vi står op
her til morgen når vi står op
det er den tid, det er den tid
jeg bedst ka’ li’
Grøn er farven på det glitrende korn
her til morgen når vi står op
Her til morgen når vi står op
det er den tid, det er den tid
jeg bedst ka’ li’
Mildhed er følelsen jeg får
når jeg ser hende m-m-m
når jeg ser hende m-m-m
det er den tid, det er den tid
jeg bedst ka’ li’
Frihed er et ord jeg sjældent bruger
uden at tænke m-m-m
uden at tænke m-m-m
på den tid, på den tid
hvor jeg var din
Dinsdag 11 mei 1976
Rien À Voir
Rien À Voir
Composer(s): Henri Gougaud
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Des poèmes écrits sur les automobiles
Un grand nu de Renoir peint sur le Sacré Coeur
De longues femmes fleurs au sourire immobile
Chantant au coin des rues des chansons crève-coeur
Et dans les prisons rien à voir
Rien à voir rien à voir
Des fruits mal défendus et des filles gourmandes
Cinglant vers le bonheur toutes voiles dehors
Armstrong et Beethoven dans les champs de lavande
"La vie en rose" hurlée aux monuments aux morts
Et dans les casernes rien à voir
Rien à voir rien à voir
Des chemins tout tracés pour la joie des instables
Des chemins qui ne vont à Rome ni ailleurs
La multiplication des pains sur chaque table
Par un Jésus faisant l'amour parmi les fleurs
Et dans les églises rien à voir
Rien à voir rien à voir
Les vieux dans les pommiers et du vent dans les branches
Les oiseaux de malheur enfin dynamités
Un hymne national qui te prend par les hanches
Pour te faire danser en plein coeur de l'été
Et dans le soleil tout à voir
Tout à voir tout à voir
Maandag 10 mei 1976
Ton Nom (Charles Aznavour)
Ton Nom
((English Version: Sound Of Your Name (Charles Aznavour & Liza Minnelli))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Waldir Calmon
Ton nom
C'est un mot merveilleux, un appel qui jaillit
Et de souffle en murmure aboutit à ce cri
Déchirant par instant
Le silence angoissant
De la nuit
Ton nom
Que répète ma voix et que reprend l'écho
Met le trouble en mon âme
Et tant qu'il vibre en moi
Mon coeur ne connaît pas
De repos
Ton nom
Qui fait naître la joie où stagnait la peur
C'est l'étoile qui luit dans le ciel de mon coeur
Et me guide à travers
Les sentiers escarpés
Du bonheur
Ton nom
A l'heure où l'ombre vient pour dépouiller le jour
Se transforme pour moi en simple mot d'amour
Et me fait prisonnier
De la nuit, de toi et
De ton nom
Ton nom
Claque comme un drapeau planté comme un défi
Sur la terre promise au rêveur que je suis
Car il flotte à présent
Dans l'azur, pour le temps
De ma vie
Ton nom
Que j'écris sur les murs, sur les arbres, partout
Et le crie sur les toits, dans le vent comme un fou
Que tu sois dans mes bras
Ou perdue loin de moi
Loin de tout
Ton nom
C'est un son obsédant qui voltige dans l'air
Il plane autour de moi, il me frôle et me serre
Et joue à retourner
Mon sang et mes pensées
A l'envers
Ton nom
Sur mes lèvres et mon corps rime avec mes désirs
Il est tendre, il est chaud, il se dit à plaisir
Et je ne peux sans faiblir
Demain vivre ou mourir
En ton nom
Maandag 10 mei 1976
Coloured Rain
Coloured Rain
Composer(s): Steve Winwood; Jim Capaldi; Chris Wood
Originally performed by: Traffic
Covered by various other artists
Yesterday I was a young boy
Searching for my way
Not knowing what I wanted
Living life from day to day
'Till you came along
There was nothing but an empty space and a pain
Feels like Coloured Rain
Tastes like Coloured Rain
Bring on Coloured Rain
Yeah!
I can see a sail of changing
Filling with surprise
United with a feeling
Bringing love into my eyes
Till you came along
there was nothing but an empty space and a pain
Maandag 10 mei 1976
Rien À Personne
Rien À Personne
Composer(s): G. Aber;
Erik Bamy; Johnny Hallyday
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Je ne dois rien à personne
Mais je ne méprise personne
J'ai donné plus que personne
A cette garce de vie qu'j'me cogne
Je me fous de ce que l'on pense
Pour tout dire je m'en balance
J'ai mes joies et mes souffrances
Chaque jour j'avance
Non, je ne dois rien à personne
Et je ne méprise personne
J'ai donné plus que personne
Non je ne dois rien à personne
Par défi par insolence
Jamais rester sur la défense
Chaque jour recommence
Je m'engueule, avance avance
Non je ne dois rien à personne
C'est la vie qui vous façonne
Comme on dit on devient un homme
Par les coups qui vous assoment
Non je ne dois rien à personne
Et je ne méprise personne
J'ai donné plus que personne
Non non je ne dois rien à personne
Un jour attaque un jour défense
Je me fous de la médisance
Plus ça fait mal plus j'crie vengeance
Je m'engueule, avance avance
Non je ne dois rien à personne
Et je ne méprise personne
J'ai donné plus que personne
Non non je ne dois rien à personne
Zondag 9 mei 1976
Sound Of Your Name
Sound Of Your Name
((French Version: Ton Nom (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Herbert Kretzmer - Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour & Liza Minnelli
The sound of your name comes to me any hour
On the wings of the wind, like the scent of a flower
How can I explain its impossible power
The sound of your name
The sound of your name is a valentine greeting
A dare when it rings and a heart when it's beating
And alone in a cell where all things keep repeating
The sound of your name
Your name is a song that I long to be writing
The music is strong and the words are inviting
Exchangeable melodies, strangely exciting
I found in your name
The sound of your name can bring times of desire
That flares like a plane as it climbs ever higher
That burns in my senses and turns then to fire
The sound of your name
But love is a game that can't easily change
The players discover the risk and the dangers
We started as lovers, we ended as strangers
Now where can I turn
Your name is the ghost of a chance that you gave me
That original day, just enough when plainly
And only my grief, what is there that can tame me
If you don't return
As night in my dreams you are there, an obsession
I whisper your name, I expel a confession
You've entered my soul and you've taken possession
And who can I blame
For you are the heaven on earth that I sigh for
The high unattainable moon that I cry for
As long as I live, I will live and I'll die for
The sound of your name
Zondag 9 mei 1976
Skeleton And The Roundabout
Skeleton And The Roundabout
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne
Performer(s): The Idle Race
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
I am the fairground man at heart
I run the roundabout this part
I fill this fair but custom have I none
I turn the handle round so fast it makes my elbow ache
Nobody seems to care
No-one rides upon my roundabout no longer anymore
Oh what a horrid fair!
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Money there is none - I'm thinner than a skeleton
But wait a minute, I'm so thin
That all these aches and pains could be a chance for me
I could be a horror or a ghost in a ghost train
I think I'll go and see
I meet the man who runs the ghost train
He says, "You're just great!
I'll pay you top class wages
If you'll just hang from this gate"
A year is passing lots of food and money come my way
Oh lucky man am I
But who's this telling me, "You're fired!
You're much too fat to be a ghost, be on your way!"
So here I am
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Zondag 9 mei 1976
Color Slide
Color Slide
Composer(s): Blaikley - Howard
Performer(s): The Honeycombs
I got you on my wall
I got you ten foot tall
I got you on a color slide
I met you on the beach
You weren't too hard to tease
I quickly drew you to my side
We spent one day of love
One day of sun and sea
I can't forget your kiss
Or the thrill when I felt you holding me
I said just for a laugh
I'd take your photograph
But now it seems my luck has died
And when I'm feeling low
I hold a picture show
I'd sit and watch your color slide
We spent one day of love
One day of sun and sea
I can't forget your kiss
Or the thrill when I felt you holding me
I got you on my wall
I got you ten foot tall
I got you on a color slide
And baby it's a shame
I didn't even take your name
And now I got my color slide
Zondag 9 mei 1976
Rien À Jeter
Rien À Jeter
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Maxime le Forestier
Sans ses cheveux qui volent
J'aurais, dorénavant
Des difficultés folles
A voir d'où vient le vent
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Je me demande comme
Subsister sans ses joues
M'offrant de belles pommes
Nouvelles chaque jour
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Sans sa gorge, ma tète
Dépourvu' de coussin
Reposerais par terre
Et rien n'est plus malsain
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Sans ses hanches solides
Comment faire, demain
Si je perds l'équilibre
Pour accrocher mes mains?
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Elle a mile autres choses
Précieuses encore
Mais, en spectacle, j'ose
Pas donner tout son corps
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Des charmes de ma mie
J'en passe et des meilleurs
Vos cours d'anatomie
Allez les prendre ailleurs
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
D'ailleurs, c'est sa faiblesse
Elle tient ses os
Et jamais ne se laisse-
rait couper en morceaux
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien à jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Elle est quelque peu fière
Et chatouilleuse assez
Et l'on doit tout entière
La prendre ou la laisser
Tout est bon chez elle, y a rien jeter
Sur l'île déserte il faut tout emporter
Zaterdag 8 mei 1976
Maria (The Nuns)
Maria
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II
First release by: Patricia Neway, Elizabeth Howell, Muriel O'Malley, Karen Shepard - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee
Her dress has got a tear
She waltzes on her way to Mass
And whistles on the stair
And underneath her wimple
She has curlers in her hair
I even heard her singing in the abbey
She's always late for chapel
But her penitence is real
She's always late for everything
Except for every meal
I hate to have to say it
But I very firmly feel
Maria's not an asset to the abbey
I'd like to say a word in her behalf
Maria makes me laugh
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!
Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
When I'm with her I'm confused
Out of focus and bemused
And I never know exactly where I am
Unpredictable as weather
She's as flighty as a feather
She's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!
She'd outpester any pest
Drive a hornet from its nest
She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
She is gentle! She is wild!
She's a riddle! She's a child!
She's a headache! She's an angel!
She's a girl!
How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!
Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her
Many a thing she ought to understand
But how do you make her stay
And listen to all you say
How do you keep a wave upon the sand
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
Zaterdag 8 mei 1976
The Six Teens
The Six Teens
Composer(s): Mike Chapman - Nicky Chinn
First release by: Sweet - 1974
Where were you in sixty-eight
In sixty-eight Julie was Johnnie's date
Two kids growin' together
Livin' each day as if time was slippin' away
Oh, they were just sixteen
And their love a teenage dream
They passed the time, they crossed the line
The line that ran between
Julie and Johnnie now you've made it
But life goes on, you know it ain't easy
You've just gotta be strong
If you're one of the sixteens
And life goes on, you know, you know it ain't easy
You know you'll never go wrong
'Cause you're all part of the sixteens
Suzie and Davey got to make the big time
Maybe they can put it all together
In a show that lasts forever
Oh they would walk the strip at nights
And dream they saw their name in lights
On Desolation boulevard
They'll light the faded light
Suzie and Davey you can make it
But life goes on, you know it ain't easy
You've just gotta be strong
If you're one of the sixteens
And life goes on, you know, you know it ain't easy
You know you'll never go wrong
'Cause you're all part of the sixteens
So where were you in sixty-eight
When Bobby and Billy thought
That sixty eight was out of date
They took the flowers from their hair
And tried to make us all aware
Too bad, too late
So they lived from day to day
And tried to do it all their way
But sixty-eight was sixty-eight
No matter what they say
Bobby and Billy maybe you'll make it one day...
Zaterdag 8 mei 1976
Colour My World (Petula Clark)
Colour My World
Composer(s): Tony Hatch; James Pankow; Jackie Trent
Performer(s): Petula Clark
You'll never see a dark cloud hanging 'round me
Now there is only blue sky to surround me
There's never been a gray day since you found me
Everything I touch is turning to gold
So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
Just take the green from the grass and the blue from the sky up above
And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
Just colour my world
Just as long as I know you're thinking of me
There'll be a rainbow always up above me
Since I found the one who really loves me
Everything I touch is turning to gold
So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
Just take the green from the grass & the blue from the sky up above
And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
Just colour my world
Sunshine yellow, orange blossom
Laughing faces everywhere, yeah
So you can colour my world with sunshine yellow each day
Oh you can colour my world with happiness all the way
Just take the green from the grass and the blue from the sky up above
And if you colour my world, just paint it with your love
Just colour my world
Colour my world, colour my world
Zaterdag 8 mei 1976
Riding With The King
Riding With The King
Composer(s): John Hiatt
Performer(s): John Hiatt;
and various other artists
I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid
I blew it all at the penny arcade
A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll
No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl
We're on a TWA to the promised land
Every woman, child and man
Get a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier
He's gonna check us all on out of here
Up to that mansion on a hill
Where you can get your prescription filled
We're on a TWA to the promised land
Everybody clap your hands
And don't you just love the way that he sings?
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Riding with the king
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
A tuxedo and shiny 335
You can see it in his face, the blue never lie
Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings
And don't you know we're riding with the king?
I stepped out of Mississippi when I was ten years old
With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart made of gold
I had a guitar hanging just about waist high
And I'm gonna play this thing until the day I die
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Riding, you're riding with the king
You're riding, you're riding with the king
Vrijdag 7 mei 1976
De Mooiste Muziek
De Mooiste Muziek
((Adapted from: Sound Of Music (Mary Martin) - 1959))
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein II - Joris Lutz - Luc Lutz
Performer(s): Ann De Winne - 1998
Een dag op de berg, vliegt om voor je ‘t weet, zo vlug
Een ster die verdwijnt, die leidt mij naar huis terug
Maar diep in mijn hart weerklinkt dan een stem die me zegt niet te gaan
En ik luister en hoop vol verlangen op nog een lied
Mijn lievelingsmelodie voor ik slapen ga
De mooiste muziek, rijk aan melodieën
Weerklinkt door het dal, van dit schone land
Vervult heel mijn hart met z’n melodieën
Aan ieder lied heb ik mijn hart verpand
Mijn hart slaat op hol en ik zweef door de lucht
Als een vogel zo vrank en zo vrij en kijk in mijn vlucht
Als een kind dat droomt naar het land onder mij
Daar stroomt een rivier
Als een zilveren lint in een luchtspiegeling
Ik voel mij zo vrij als een biddende vogel en zing
Ik vlucht hier naartoe als ik mij alleen voel
Dan hoor ik muziek waar ik zo van hou
Mijn hart is verrukt
Want die melodieën zijn mij zo vertrouwd
Vrijdag 7 mei 1976
The Simple Joys Of Maidenhood
The Simple Joys Of Maidenhood
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
Performer(s): Julie Andrews
and multiple other artists
Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
Where are all those adoring daring boys?
Where's the knight pining so for me
he leaps to death in woe for me?
Oh where are a maiden's simple joys?
Shan't I have the normal life a maiden should?
Shall I never be rescued in the wood?
Shall two knights never tilt for me
and let their blood be spilt for me?
Oh where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
Shall I not be on a pedestal,
Worshipped and competed for?
Not be carried off, or better st'll,
Cause a little war?
Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
Are those sweet, gentle pleasures gone for good?
Shall a feud not begin for me?
Shall kith not kill their kin for me?
Oh where are the trivial joys?
Harmless, convivial joys?
Where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
Vrijdag 7 mei 1976
Cold Love
Cold Love
Composer(s): Pete Bellotte; Harold Faltermeyer; Keith Forsey
Performer(s): Donna Summer; Motors
I'm walking the line
I'm walking the line
treading thin ice
time after time
I go for the best, end up with much less
I need the real thing
forget all the rest
started out good
working out bad
all the sweet love turner
sour and sad
a face and name
it's always the same
so tired of playing love's foolish games
tell me why
love passes me by
Cold love, cold love
another shot of rock'n'roll love
cold love, cold love
whatever happened to that
good old love
tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
tell me why, tell me why
Hope in the dark, love in the light
I'll keep on looking for someone
who's right
I'm out for the best
can you stand the test
I need the real thing
no more and no less
tell me why
love passes me by
Cold love, cold love
another shot of rock'n'roll love
cold love, cold love
whatever happened to that
good old love
tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
tell me why, tell me why
Vrijdag 7 mei 1976
Riding With Private Malone
Riding With Private Malone
Composer(s): Wood Newton; Thom Shepherd
Performer(s): David Ball
I was just out of the service
Thumbin' through the classifieds
When an ad that said "Old Chevy"
Somehow caught my eye
The lady didn't know the year
Or even if it ran
But I had that thousand dollars in my hand
It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn
With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
And when I pulled the cover off
It took away my breath
What she called a Chevy
Was a sixty-six Corvette
And I felt a little guilty as I counted out the bills
But what a thrill I got
When I sat behind the wheel
I opened up the glovebox
And that's when I found the note
The date was 1966 and this is what he wrote
He said my name is Private Andrew Malone
And if your readin' this, then I didn't make it home
But for every dream that's shattered
Another one comes true
This car was once a dream of mine
Now it belongs to you
Though you may take her and make her your own
You'll always be riding with Private Malone
Well it didn't take me long at all
I had her runnin' good
I loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
I had her shinin' like a diamond and I put the rag top down
All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town
The buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right
But it picked up that Oldie's Show
Especially late at night
I get the feelin' sometimes If I turned real quick I'd see
A soldier ridin' shotgun
In the seat right next to me
It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that's shattered
There's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
He told me to take her and make her my own
And I was proud to be riding with Private Malone
Well one night it was rainin' hard
I took the curve too fast
I still don't remember much about that firey crash
But someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
They didn't get his name
But I know without a doubt
It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that's shattered
There's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
And I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along
Yeah that night I was riding with Private Malone
Oh thank God I was riding with Private Malone
Private Malone
Donderdag 6 mei 1976
Sound Of Music
