Zaterdag 11 juni 1977
Jacinto Piedra
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Jacinto Piedra (Chacarera)
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Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore
There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore
Performer(s): Chris LeDoux
The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek
now he lives in a room where you pay by the week
His hands are all battered, his pony's gone lame
and his bones always ache when the sky looks like rain
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Now the eagle stopped flying, the nightwind is still
and the last cow' s howling on some lonely hill
The old man is longing to take it all down
in his final box outside of town
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Because he knows his last mountai is two flights of stairs
and his saddle turned into an old rocking chair
Mornings he wakews up and wander what for
'cause there' s nobody home on the range anymore
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
Cosmic Cowboy
Cosmic Cowboy
Composer(s): Michael Martin Murphy
Performer(s): Michael Martin Murphy
Merry-go-rounds and burial grounds
Are all the same to me
Horses on post and kids and ghosts
Are spirits that we ought to set free
Then city slicker pickers got a lot of
Slicker licks than me
But ridin' the range and acting strange
Is where I want to be
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
Well skinny dippin' and Lone Star sippin' and steel guitar
And are just as good as Hollywood and some boogie-woogie bars
I'm gonna buy me a vest and a head out west
My little woman and myself
And when we come to town the people gather around
And marvel at the little baby's health
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
A big raccoon and a harvest moon
Keep rolling through my mind
And a home on the range where the antelope play
Is sometimes hard to find
So don't bury me on the lone prairie
I'd rather play there alive
Well, I'm doing my best I keep my farm in the west
My little bronco in over-drive
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
And up is not the way I wanna shoot
Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
Jabberwocky
Jabberwocky
Composer(s): Lewis Carroll
Performer(s): Donovan;
Radhika Miller; Kenneth Williams
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxome foe he sought!
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought
And, as in uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood
And burbled as it came!
One two! One two!
And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
Donderdag 9 juni 1977
No Way Out of Here
No Way Out of Here
Composer(s): Ken Baker
First release by: Unicorn - 1976
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There are no boundaries set, the time and yet you waste it still
So it slips through your hands like grains of sand, you watch it go
There's no time to be lost, you'll pay the cost so get it right
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
And never was there an answer, there an answer
Not without listening, without seeing
There are no answers here, when you look out you don't see in
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
Donderdag 9 juni 1977
Cositas
Cositas
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Si usted viene p´acá
para poder hablar
para decirle que yo tengo
tanto miedo de perderla
o de perder...
Sabe que no puedo más
con el teléfono callado
sin hablar, para escuchar
el silencio del otro lado
Si usted viene p´acá
le haré yo un recital
solo, en mi pieza
de soltero
Y el público será
un cenicero, dos cigarrillos
y una ampolleta que pagada
nos alumbrará
Sabe que no puedo más
con el teléfono callado
sin hablar, para escuchar
el silencio del otro lado...
Donderdag 9 juni 1977
Ridin' Down The Canyon
Ridin' Down The Canyon
Composer(s): Gene Autry; Smiley Burnette
Performer(s): The Sons Of The Pioneers;
and various other artists
When evening chores are over
at our ranch house on the plain
And all I've got to do is lay around
I saddle up my pony and go ridin' down the trail
To watch the evenin' sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist 'ere could paint
White-faced cattle lowing, on the mountainside
I hear a coyote calling for its mate
Cactus plants are bloomin', sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I'll tell you folks it's heaven to be ridin' down the trail
When the evenin' sun goes down
Cactus plants are bloomin' sagebrush everywhere
Granite spires are standin' all around
I'll tell you folks it's heaven to be ridin' down the trail
When the evenin' sun goes down
To watch the evenin' sun go down
Woensdag 8 juni 1977
There's No Stopping Your Heart
There's No Stopping Your Heart
Composer(s): Michael Bonagura Jr. - Craig Karp
Performer(s): Marie Osmond; Donny Osmond
Woke up this morning with you by my side
Thought I was dreamin' with my eyes wide open
I had to touch you and feel you near
Are you really here?
I plan to be the one who sticks around
Ooh your love could lift me up above the clouds
I get so high when I'm with you
I may never come down
When forever starts
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
Like a river it just keeps on rolling
'Till it fills you up to overflow and
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
When you touch me it's like paradise
Tropical islands and soft moonlight all night
It's almost like fallin' in love
For the very first time
When forever starts
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
Like a river it just keeps on rollin'
'Till it fills you up to overflow and
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
When you really found it
There's no doubt about it
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
Like a river it just keeps on rollin'
'Till it fills you up to overflow and
There's no stopping, no stopping, no stopping your heart
Whoaoaoa
Like a river it just keeps on rollin'
'Till it fills you up to overflow and
There's no stopping no stopping no stopping your heart
Woensdag 8 juni 1977
Così Ti Amo
Così Ti Amo
((Adapted from: To Love Somebody (Bee Gees) - 1967))
Composer(s): Robin Gibb - Barry Gibb - Franco Boldrini
Performer(s): I Califfi - 1968
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Si J'avais Le Courage (Herbert Léonard)
1992 - Como Tú Sabes (Pandora)
Quando il sole
sorge su dal mar
e splende su di noi
ed io ti stringo a me
così ti amo
così ti amo
Nel silenzio
sento il tuo respiro
confuso con il mio
e credo di sognare
così ti amo
così ti amo
Io vivrò qui con te
io vivrò qui con te
Ed ogni giorno
grideremo al mare
come ci amiamo
C'è la pace
che volevi tu
nessuno tra di noi
ed io mi sento ricco
e tu sei bella
come nessuna
Ed il tuo viso
che ho davanti a me
mi parla e mi sorride
e splende con il sole
così ti amo
così ti amo
Io vivrò qui con te
io vivrò qui con te
Ed ogni giorno
grideremo al mare
come ci amiamo
Woensdag 8 juni 1977
Rutza, Rutza (Hurry, Hurry)
Rutza, Rutza (Hurry, Hurry)
Composer(s): Paul Laub;
Sadie Hurwitz; Robert Conlan
Performer(s): The Bell Sisters
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza)
Mama!
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza)
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry)
Ooh-ooo-ooo-oooh!
Mama!
Mama, Mama, Mama
There's dancing in the street
Elana and Deborah
Have wings upon their feet
The town is filled with laughter
And all the people shout
Oh, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Mama
We must hurry out
Oh where, where's a ribbon
To tie around my hair?
Mama!
They gather in the marketplace
From every distant land
Each dancer of the Hora knows
That love's a common band
And there is one among them
So winsome and so fair
Oh Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Mama
We must hurry there
I fear a pretty maiden
Will steal his heart away
Mama!
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza)
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Ooh-ooo-ooo-oooh!
Mama!
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza)
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Ooh-ooo-ooo-oooh!
Mama!
There's danger in his flashing eyes
His laugh is wild and free (Hey!)
He's stronger than a dozen men
He's taller than a tree (Hey!)
And when I look into his eyes
I know he'll understand
Oh Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Mama
May I hold his hand?
And if he wants to marry me
And if you should agree
Oh, Mama, Mama, Mama
How happy I would be!
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza)
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
(Rutza, rutza, rutza, rutza
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Ooh-ooo-ooo-oooh!
(Oh, rutza, Mama, rutza, Mama)
Hurry, hurry up!
Hey!
Dinsdag 7 juni 1977
There's No Stopping Us Now
There's No Stopping Us Now
Composer(s): Brian Holland - Eddie Holland - Lamont Dozier
Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes
There's no stopping us now
Now that we found our way
There's no stopping us now
Our love is here to stay
Foolishly we've been apart
Breaking each other's heart
Stubbornness and foolish pride
Caused us to push love aside
The loneliness from being apart
Opened up our eyes
To the love that was always there
Deep inside
Now that we've faced the unknown
And we can't make it alone
We're closer together more now then ever
For now that we've found love
We've got to hold on love
There's no stopping us now
This time love's here to stay
There's no stopping us now
Now we have found our way
The precious hours we have lost
We'll never regain
But together we'll fill the hours that remain
The loneliness we have known
We'll push behind
Together forever
We'll make up for all lost time
Now we're in each other's arms
Nothing can do us harm
Nothing can shake us
Nothing can break us
We'll be together
Forever and ever
There's no stopping us now
This time love's here to stay
There's no stopping us now
Together we've found the way
Never again shall foolish pride keep us apart
Never again shall stubbornness break our hearts
There's no stopping us now
Now that we've found our way
Would you believe?
There's no stopping us now
Now that love's here to stay
There's no stopping us now
Now that we've...
Dinsdag 7 juni 1977
Cosi Cosa
Cosi Cosa
Composer(s): Bronislau Kaper; Walter Jurmann; Ned Washington
Performer(s): Alan Jones
and multiple other artists
There's an old Italian phrase
It's an old Italian craze
Every little bambina
Says it her very first day
Every sweet signorina
Says it the very same way
These funny little words
Don't really mean a thing
It's just a phrase that nowadays
Italians love to sing
Cosi cosa!
It's a wonderful word, tra-la-la-la
If anyone asks you how you are
It's proper to say
Cosi Cosa!
Cosi Cosa!
If a lady should ask you if you care
You don't have to start a love affair
Say "Cosi Cosa!"
Does it mean yes? No!
Does it mean no?
Well, yes and no
Cosi Cosa
Get together and sing, tra-la-la-la
It's easy this way, so start today
And laugh and sing
Cosi Cosa
Cosi Cosa
(Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la)
(Cosi Cosa!)
(It's a wonderful word, tra-la-la-la)
(If anyone asks you how you are)
(It's proper to say)
(Cosi Cosa!)
(Cosi Cosa!)
(If a lady should ask you if you care)
(You don't have to start a love affair)
(Say "Cosi Cosa!")
Does it mean yes? No!
Does it mean no?
Well, yes and no
Cosi Cosa!
Get together and sing, tra-la-la-la
It's easy this way, so start today
And laugh and sing
Cosi Cosa! Cosi Cosa!
Cosi Cosa!, Cosi Cosa!
Does it mean yes? No!
Does it mean no?
Well, yes and no
Cosi Cosa!
It's a wonderful word, tra-la-la-la
It's easy this way, so start today
And laugh and sing
Cosi Cosa!
Cosi Cosa!
Dinsdag 7 juni 1977
Rutina (Rotina)
Rutina (Rotina)
Composer(s): Roberto Carlos; Erasmo Carlos
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
O sol ainda não chegou
e o relógio há pouco despertou
Da porta do quarto ainda na penumbra eu olho outra vez
Seu corpo adormecido e mal coberto quase não me deixa ir
Fecho os olhos, viro as costas, num esforço eu tenho que sair
A mesma condução, à mesma hora, os mesmos pensamentos chegam
Meu corpo está comigo mas meu pensamento ainda está com ela
Agora eu imagino suas mãos buscando em vão minha presença
Em nossa cama
Eu gostaria de saber o que ela pensa
Estou chegando para mais um dia de trabalho que começa
Enquanto lá em casa ela desperta pra rotina do seu dia
Eu quase posso ver a água morna a deslizar no corpo dela
Em gotas coloridas pela luz que vem do vidro da janela
Um jeito nos cabelos colocando seu perfume preferido
Diante do espelho aquilo tudo ela esconde num vestido
Depois de um café o olhar distante ela se perde pensativa
Acende um cigarro, e olhando a fumaça pára e pensa em mim
O dia vai passando, a tarde vem e pela noite eu espero
Vou contando as horas que me separam de tudo aquilo que mais quero
Meu rosto se ilumina num sorriso no momento de ir embora
Não posso controlar minha vontande de sair correndo agora
O trânsito me faz perder a calma e o pensamento continua
Pensando em minha volta, muitas vezes ela vem olhar a rua
A porta se abre de repente e eu me envolvo inteiro nos seus braços
E o nosso amor começa
E só termina quando nasce mais um dia
Um dia de rotina
(O sol ainda não chegou)
Maandag 6 juni 1977
There’s No Room In My Heart For The Blues
There’s No Room In My Heart For The Blues
Composer(s): Zeb Turner - Fred Rose
Performer(s): Hank Williams
There's no room in my heart for the blues
Love is satisfied to either win or lose
Darling if our pathway parts
Let's that be no broken hearts
There's no room in my heart for the blues
There's no room in my mem'ry for tears
We left back on and be forgotten souvenirs
If your hungry heart forgets
Let there be no sad regrets
There's no room in my heart for the blues
There's no room in my life for a sigh
We'll be strong enough to face our last goodbye
Darling when our romance ends
Let us part as best of friends
There's no room in my heart for the blues
There's no room in my heart for the blues
Love is satisfied to either win or lose
Darling if our pathway parts
Let's that be no broken hearts
There's no room in my heart for the blues
Maandag 6 juni 1977
Cosí Celeste
Cosí Celeste
Performer(s): Zucchero
Un altro sole, quando viene sera
Sta colorando l'anima mia
Potrebbe essere, di chi spera
Ma nel mio cuore é solo mia
E mi fa piangere sospirare
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
E mi fa ridere bestemmiare
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby
Gli occhi si allagano, e la ninfea
Galleggia in fiore, che maggio sia
E per amarti meglio, amore mio
Figliamo rose
lo voglio anch'io
Lei mi fa vivere e accende il giorno
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
Come un pianeta che mi gira intorno
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby
Uh uh uh uh
Lei lo fa come avesse sete
Uh uh uh uh
Oh I don't know
Sulla mia pelle lieve come neve
E mi fa piangere sospirare
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
E mi fa ridere e bestemmiare
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby
Lei mi fa vivere e accende il giorno
Cosí celeste, she's my baby
Come un pianeta che mi gira intorno
E brucia il fuoco, she's my baby
Potrebbe essere, di chi spera
Ma nel mio cuore, ... é mia
Maandag 6 juni 1977
Ruta Del Coya
Ruta Del Coya
Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): Mitimaes
todo el tema el riff
Dios sol, Dios agua
que cae del cielo gris al alma
Viento que arrastra voces que no se quieren ir
Río que se llevó sangre, barro y paja por sueños
Dios sal, Dios lágrimas
Un horizonte en cruz en Jama
Allá bien alto, donde el metal no alcanza,
crecen tus alas, nieve quieta y naciente el alba
Dios luz, Dios luna
Un campo de estrellas, altura...
Rosa de estos vientos en América inmolada
Ruta del coya, rabia de siglos en marcha
Dios paz, Dios guerra
Le dan sepultura en tierra
Van reclamándole una primavera por nacer
Muerte y salvación por el camino del ángel
Dios da, Dios quita
Le cuesta ver donde está la herida
Nunca hubo un lugar
donde se le pueda preguntar
Zondag 5 juni 1977
No Place On Earth Like Australia
No Place On Earth Like Australia
Performer(s): Slim Dusty
Let them sing away of sunny California
Sing of Texas and New York and Tennessee
Let them sing of all the joys of Oklahoma
But it's good old Oz, that's the place for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be
There's the cloudless, clear blue skies of sunny Queensland
With its beaches and its magic tropic isles
There's the wealth of Weipa, Greenvale and Mount Isa
And the sugar canes so green when nature smiles
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be
Aren't you proud that you are living in Australia
With its golden west, its cattle and its sheep
With Mount Newman and Tom Price in West Australia
Where the wheels of progress never, ever sleep
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be
Oh there's everything on Earth in our Australia
There's our Arnhem Land, the land of rock and ridge
Oh I'd waste your time to sing of San Francisco
When there's Sydney, with its harbour and its bridge
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is good enough for me
Oh there's no place on Earth like Australia
Sure and good old Oz is where I'll always be
Zondag 5 juni 1977
Cose Della Vita
Cose Della Vita
Performer(s): Eros Ramazotti & Tina Turner
Sono umane situazioni
quei momenti fra di noi
I distacchi e i ritorni
Da caprici niente poi
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando a te ... si ... da un po’
Sono umane condizioni
Stare bene oppure no
Può dipendere dai giorni
Dalle nostalgie che ho
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando a te
Come se questo tempo non fosse passato mai
Dove siamo stati, cosa siamo poi
Confinanti di cuore solo che ognuno sta
Dietro gli steccati degli orgogli suoi
Sto pensando a te
Sto pensando a noi
Sono cose della vita
Vanno prese un po’ cosi
È già stata una fatica
Arrivare fino qui
Già ... come vedi
Io sto ancora in piedi
Perché
Sono umani tutti i sogni miei
Con le mani io li prenderei, si perché
Sono umani questi sogni miei
Con le mani io li prenderei
Sono cose della vita
Ma la vita poi dov’è
Se da quando è partita
Un inseguimento è
Già ... come vedi
Sto pensando anchora a te
Questa notte che passa piano accanto a me
Cerco di affrontarla, afferrarla
E se prendo le curve del cuore sbandando un po’
voglio provocarla anche adesso che
Sto pensando a te
Sto pensando a noi
Da un po’ ...
Già
Da un po’ ...
Zondag 5 juni 1977
Rusty Bells
Rusty Bells
Composer(s): Richard Albert; Eddie Snyder
Performer(s): Brenda Lee
No one praying in the chapel
Where so many prayed before
And they've let the bells get rusty
Don't they care anymore
Rusty bells, rusty bells
Call your people back again
Call them back to kneel again and pray
Rusty bells, rusty bells
Pity those who've gone astray
Ring again and help them find the way
When will us like little children
In a forest dark as night
All we need is love to lead us
From the dark to the light
Rusty bells, rusty bells
Fill our hearts with love again
And we'll all come back again to you
Then you'll shine like new, rusty bells
Zaterdag 4 juni 1977
There's No Place Like London
