Donderdag 8 december 1977
Je Chante Pour Passer Le Temps
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Je Chante Pour Passer Le Temps
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Woensdag 7 december 1977
Those Tears In Your Eyes (Were Not For Me)
Those Tears In Your Eyes (Were Not For Me)
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
There were tears in your eyes when you kissed me
But no love in your heart could I see
Four years that I’ve had been gone
Must have been too lone
'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes were Not For Me
I know now that you’ve found another
And you’re wondering if I will set you free
I wouldn’t know the score
To want you any more
'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me
Ah come in Jimmy
I remember the time when we were happy
But I guess it was never meant to be
I don’t know who to blame
But you have brought me shame
'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Were Not For Me
All our friends seem to know just what happened
But I don’t want their kind of sympathy
I just want to forget
A lovely girl that I met
'Cause Those Tears In Your Eyes Are Not For Me
Woensdag 7 december 1977
Cruzando La Calle
Cruzando La Calle
Composer(s): Aquelarre
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
La ventana tenía un aspecto muy normal
pero cada día sentimos que se agita más
Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar
tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no podrá esperar
América vibra, mi mente quiere libertad
La muerte te ronda, la muerte nos quiere ganar
Cruzando la calle, cruzando la puerta de tu hogar
tu hermano se muere, mi hermano no puede esperar
La ventana tiene un aspecto muy normal
pero cada día sentimos que se agita más
Woensdag 7 december 1977
Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë;
Claude Lemesle; Giuseppe Verdi
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri; Steph Carse
Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
Quand tu pleures, je pleure aussi ta peine
Quand tu trembles, je prie pour toi liberté
Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
Souviens-toi des jours de ta misère
Mon pays, tes bateaux étaient des galères
Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
Et quand tu es absente j'espère
Qui e-tu: religion ou bien réalité
Une idée de révolutionnaire
Moi je crois que tu es la seule vérité
La noblesse de notre humanité
Je comprends qu'on meure pour te défendre
Que l'on passe sa vie à t'attendre
Quand tu chantes, je chante avec toi liberté
Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
Les chansons de l'espoir ont ton nom et ta voix
Le chemin de l'histoire nous conduira vers toi
Liberté, liberté
Dinsdag 6 december 1977
Those Shoes
Those Shoes
Composer(s): Don Felder - Glenn Frey - Don Henley
First release by: Eagles - 1979
Tell us what you’re gonna do tonight, mama
There must be someplace you can go
In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama
There must be someone you know
God knows, you’re lookin’ good enough
But you’re so smooth and the world’s so rough
You might have somethin’ to loose
Oh, no, pretty mama, what you gonna
Do in those shoes?
Got those pretty little straps around your ankles
Got those shiny little chains around your heart
You go to have your independence
But you don’t know just where to start
Desperation in the singles bars
An’ all those jerkoffs in their fancy cars
You can’t believe your reviews
Oh, no, you can’t do that
Once you started wearin’ those shoes
They’re lookin’ at you, leanin’ on you
Tell you anything you want to hear
They give you tablets of love
They’re waiting for you
Got to score you
Handy with a shovel and so sincere
Ooh, they got the kid glove
You just want someone to talk to
They just wanna get their hands on you
You get whatever you choose
Oh, no, you can’t do that
Once you started wearin’ those shoes
Dinsdag 6 december 1977
Crunchin' Walnuts With My Teeth
Crunchin' Walnuts With My Teeth
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Shel Silverstein
Ever since I been a little child
I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
And that accounts for my unusual smile
I been crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
And while other kids was goin' to school
Learnin' 'bout tools and learnin' 'bout rules
I was sittin' by myself, playin' it cool
Just crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
Well, I met a little girl at the general store
While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
She said, "I see you're the one for me"
So we went and got married immediately
I spent my honeymoon romantically
Crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
Now one night as I was returnin' to my house
I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
I heard some fella, he was lovin' my spouse
While I was crunchin' walnuts with my teeth
And I peeked in the window and he come into view
He weighed three hundred pounds, stood seven foot two
So I did what any red-blooded American boy would do
Crunched a walnut with my teeth
Now my whole lifelong philosophy
Is crunch a walnut with your teeth
Just think how happy the world would be
If we all crunched walnuts with our teeth
And we'd all sit around in the middle of the floor
A-crunchin' and a-munchin' like we never did before
And you know nobody's gonna go to war
Crunchin' walnuts with their teeth
Dinsdag 6 december 1977
Je Change Un Peu De Vent
Je Change Un Peu De Vent
Composer(s): Joe Dassin; J.M. Rivat
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Je ne sais pas d'où il vient
Je ne sais pas où il va
Je ne sais pas où va ce train
Qui m'emporte loin de toi
Je n'ai pris qu'un viex chapeau
J'ai sauté dans ce wagon
Qui transporte des chevaux
Et j'irai où ils vont
Tu étais pourtant jolie
Mais il faut de temps en temps
Que je change un peu de vie
Que je change un peu de vent
Maandag 5 december 1977
Those Oldies But Goodies (Remind Me Of You)
Those Oldies But Goodies (Remind Me Of You)
Composer(s): Paul Politti - Nick Curinga
Performer(s): Little Caesar & The Romans; Nino & the Ebb Tides
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
I always remember the first night we met
The songs they were playing I never will forget
I always will treasure them so close to my heart
They always will haunt me although we're apart
Each time that I hear them a tear's bound to fall
For I love those memories that I, I-I recall
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
(Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)
"Yes, dear, they are playin' our songs
And they will always remain our songs
And each time you hear them, I hope you, too, will cherish the wonderful memories that our love once knew
For these songs are just a symbol of the love that I had for you"
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
Forever they will haunt me but what can I do?
Those oldies but goodies reminds me of... you
(Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)
Maandag 5 december 1977
Crumbling Land
Crumbling Land
Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
Performer(s): Pink Floyd
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
drinking in the clear blue well
back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line
Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
upon the finger of the king
on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
Maandag 5 december 1977
Crumbling Land
Crumbling Land
Composer(s): David Gilmour; Nick Mason; Roger Waters; Richard Wright
Performer(s): Pink Floyd
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
in a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
drinking in the clear blue well
back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
but fifty more come rolling off the floor production line
Then a man appearing like a mirage on the sand
in his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
upon the finger of the king
on high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
Maandag 5 december 1977
Je Bois À Sa Santé
Je Bois À Sa Santé
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Eh! Barman
S'il vous plait!
Il est tard
Oui, je le sais
Et elle ne viendra pas
Mais tant pis
Je bois à sa santé
Les filles, je le sais trop
C'est comme les métros
Une autre passera dans ma vie
Je bois à sa santé
Hé, mais soudain
Oui, la voilà
Non, je ne rêve pas
Mais pourquoi sont-elles trois
Bah, tant pis!
Je bois à leur santé
Zondag 4 december 1977
Those Magic Changes
Those Magic Changes
Composer(s): Warren Casey - Jim Jacobs
First release by: Sha-Na-Na - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists
What's that playing on the radio?
Why do I start swaying to and fro?
I have never heard that song before
But if I don't hear it anymore
Still familiar to me sends a thrill right to me
Plus those chords remind me of the night that I first fell in love to
Those magic changes
My heart arranges
A melody that's never the same
A melody thats calling your name
And betcha please come back to me
Please return to me
Don't go away again or make them play again
The music I want to hear at once again
You whisper in my ear oh my darling
I'll be waiting by the radio
You'll come back to me some day I know
Been so long since our last goodbye
But I'm singing as I cry
While the bass is sounding while the drums are punding
Beating of my broken heart will rise to first place in the charts
Oh my heart arranges
Oh those magic changes
Zondag 4 december 1977
Crumblin' Down
Crumblin' Down
Composer(s): G.C. Green - John Mellencamp
Performer(s): John Mellencamp
Some people ain't no damn good
You can't trust 'em
You can't love em
No good deed goes unpunished
And I don't mind being their whipping boy
I've had that pleasure
For years and years
No, no I never was a sinner
Tell me what else can I do
Second best is what you get
'Til you learn to bend the rules
Time respects no person
And when you lift up must fall
They're waiting outside
To claim my crumblin' walls
Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news around my face
And now some people
Don't want to treat me the same
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
That I'm uneducated
And my opinipn means nothin'
But I know I'm a real good dancer
Don't need to look over my shoulder
To see what I'm after
Everybody's got their problems
Ain't no new news here
I'm the same old trouble
You've been having for years
Don't confuse the problem
With the issue, girl
It's perfectly clear
Just a human desire
To have you come near
Want to put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me
You can break me
But you better stand clear
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
Down
When the walls
Come (tumblin' down)
When the walls
Come (rumblin', rumblin')
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Down
Want to put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me
You can break me
But you better stand clear
When the walls
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
When the walls
(When the walls)
Come tumblin' down
When the walls
Come crumblin', crumblin'
When the walls
Come tumblin', tumblin'
Crumblin', tumblin'
Down
Zondag 4 december 1977
Je Bois
Je Bois
English & Italian Titles:
I Drink; Io Bevo
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Je bois pour oublier mes années d'infortune
Et cette vie commune
Avec toi mais si seul
Je bois pour me donner l'illusion que j'existe
Puisque trop égoïste
Pour me péter la gueule
Et je lève mon verre à nos cœurs en faillite
Nos illusions détruites
A ma fuite en avant
Et je trinque à l'enfer qui dans mon foie s'impose
En bouquet de cirrhose
Que j'arrose en buvant
Je bois au jour le jour à tes fautes, à mes fautes
Au temps que côte à côte
Il nous faut vivre encore
Je bois à nos amours ambigus, diaboliques
Souvent tragi-comiques
Nos silences de mort
A nos unions ratées, mesquines et pitoyables
A ton corps insatiable
Roulant de lit en lit
A ce serment, prêté la main sur l'Évangile
A ton ventre stérile
Qui n'eut jamais de fruit
Je bois pour échapper à ma vie insipide
Je bois jusqu'au suicide
Le dégoût la torpeur
Je bois pour m'enivrer et vomir mes principes
Libérant de mes tripes
Ce que j'ai sur le cœur
Au bonheur avorté, à moi, à mes complexes
A toi, tout feu, tout sexe
A tes nombreux amants
A ma peau boursouflée, striée de couperose
Et à la ménopause
Qui te guette au tournant
Je bois au lois bénies de la vie conjugale
Qui de peur de scandale
Poussent à faire semblant
Je bois jusqu'à la lie aux étreintes sommaires
Aux putes exemplaires
Aux froids accouplements
Au meilleur de la vie qui par lambeaux nous quitte
A cette cellulite
Dont ton corps se dépare
Au devoir accompli comme deux automates
Aux ennuis de prostate
Que j'aurais tôt ou tard
Je bois à en crever et peu à peu j'en crève
Comme ont crevé mes rêves
Quand l'amour m'a trahi
Je bois à m'en damner le foie comme une éponge
Car le mal qui me ronge
Est le mal de l'oubli
Je m'enivre surtout pour mieux noyer ma peine
Et conjurer la haine
Dont nous sommes la proie
Et le bois comme un trou qu'est en tout point semblable
A celui que le diable
Te fait creuser pour moi
Je bois mon Dieu, je bois
Un peu par habitude
Beaucoup de solitude
Et pour t'oublier toi
Et pour t'emmerder toi
Je bois, je bois
Zaterdag 3 december 1977
Those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer
Those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days Of Summer
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now you're set
And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis
As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
You'll wish that summer could always be here
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Don't hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in
Or some romantic moon it seems
Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin'
You'll see more kissin' in the cars than on the screen
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
Those days of soda and pretzels and beer
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer
You'll wish that summer could always be here
You'll wish that summer could always be here
You'll wish that summer could always be here
Zaterdag 3 december 1977
Cruising Down The River
Cruising Down The River
Composer(s): Eily Beadell - Nell Tollerton
Performer(s): Russ Morgan
and multiple other artists
Cruising down the river
On a Sunday afternoon
With one you love, the sun above
Waiting for the moon
The old accordian playing
A sentimental tune
Cruising down the river
On a Sunday afternoon
The birds above, all sing of love
A gentle sweet refrain
The winds around, all make a sound
Like softly falling rain ...
Just two of us together
We'll plan our honeymoon
Cruising down the river
On a Sunday afternoon
Zaterdag 3 december 1977
Je Blijft Me Lief
Je Blijft Me Lief
Performer(s): Conny Vandenbos
Refrein:
Je blijft me lief men leven lang
Ik laat je vrij, wees maar niet bang
Ik laat je gaan je bent vrij man
Maar komt terug,… zo nu en dan
Ik weet het wel, jij wilt geen al te vaste band
Jij houdt de liefde in de hand
Ik weet het wel jij leeft van dag tot dag, tot dag
Je gaat niet zomaar over stag
Refrein:
Ik weet het wel, jij vind dat ik weer spoken zie
Als ik je vraag waar of je was en met wie
Ik weet het wel, ik zie het niet zo erg reëel
Misschien wil ik, wel, veel te veel
refrein
Ik weet het wel, je bent me lang niet altijd trouw
En toch hou ik alleen van jouw
Ik weet het wel, je hebt het mij al vaak gezegd
Je bent toch erg, aan, mij, gehecht
Refrein:
Je blijft me lief men leven lang
Ik laat je gaan, wees maar niet bang
Ik laat je gaan op jouw advies
Dan ben ik bang ... dat ik je zo verlies
Vrijdag 2 december 1977
Those Days Are Over
Those Days Are Over
Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling - Edward P. Moran - Harry Von Tilzer
Let's take a look in memry's book back to the days of yore
Back to the school old swimmin' pool wel'll just be kids once more
Let's wander back where we used to sit and dram
Down by the old mill stream
Let's climb the hill down by the mill pile on the old bob sled
Coasting we'll go roll in the snow until our cheeks grow red
Oh for the days of the olden golden pas
They were too good to last
Where are the days of long ago?
Those days are over those days are over all over
Where is the barefoot bashful beau? the one who wrote "I love you so"
Oh! Sweet childhood days so dear to you and me
Sweet wildwood ways are just a memory
Gee! but it makes me sad some how
Those days are over over now
Vrijdag 2 december 1977
Cruisin' (Smokey Robinson)
Cruisin'
Composer(s): Smokey Robinson - Marvin Tarplin
First release by: Smokey Robinson - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Baby let's cruise, away from here
Don't be confused, the way is clear
And if you want it you got it forever
This is not a one night stand, baby, yeah so
Let the music take your mind, ooh
Just release and you will find
You're gonna fly away
Glad you're goin' my way
I love it when we're cruisin' together
The music is played for love
Cruisin' is made for love
I love it when we're cruisin' together
Baby tonight belongs to us
Everything's right, do what you must
And inch by inch we get closer and closer
To every little part of each other ooh baby, yeah So
Let the music take your mind
Just release and you will find
You're gonna fly away
Glad you're going my way
I love it when we're cruisin' together
The music is played for love
Cruisin' is made for love
I love it when we're cruisin' together
Cruise with me baby
Cruise
Baby let's cruise
Let's flow, let's glide
Ooooh let's open up, and go inside
And if you want it you got it forever
I can just stay there inside you
And love you baby
Let the music, take your mind
Just release and you will find
You're gonna fly (away)
Yeah, I'm glad you're going my way
I love it, when we're cruisin together
The music is played for love
Cruisin' is made for (love)
I love it, I love it, I love it
You're gonna fly away
Yeah, glad you're going my way
I love it when we're cruisin' together
(The music is played for love)
It's love music
(Cruisin' is made for love) ...
Vrijdag 2 december 1977
Je Bivouaque Au Pays De Cocagne
