Donderdag 18 januari 1979
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Joe Bowers
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Woensdag 17 januari 1979
A Tombstone Every Mile
A Tombstone Every Mile
Composer(s): Dan Fulkerson
Performer(s): Dick Curless
and multiple other artists
All you big and burly men who roll the trucks along
Better listen, you'll be thankful when you hear my song
You have really got it made, if you're haulin' goods
Anyplace on earth but those Hainesville Woods
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine
That's never, ever, ever seen a smile
If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods
There'd be a tombstone every mile
Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down
You've gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town
When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice
That Hainesville road is just a ribbon of ice
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine
That's never, ever, ever seen a smile
If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods
There'd be a tombstone every mile
Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods
Down that stretch of road in Maine they call the Hainesville Woods
He'll tell you that dying and goin' down below
Won't be half as bad as driving on that road of ice and snow
It's a stretch of road up north in Maine
That's never, ever, ever seen a smile
If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods
There'd be a tombstone every mile
Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile
Woensdag 17 januari 1979
I Go To Rio
I Go To Rio
Composer(s): Peter Allen; Adrienne Anderson
Performer(s): Peter Allen - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1977 - Je Vais À Rio
1997 - Rio
When my baby
When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio
de Janeiro
My-oh-me-oh
I go wild and then I have to do the Samba
And La Bamba
Now I'm not the kind of person
With a passionate persuasion for dancin'
Or roma-ancin'
But I give in to the rhythm
And my feet follow the beatin' of my hear-eart
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby
When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio
de Janeiro
I'm a Salsa fellow
When my baby smiles at me
The sun'll lightens up my li-ife
And I am free at last, what a blast
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my baby
When my baby smiles at me
I feel like Tarzan, of the Jungle
There on the hot sand
And in a bungalow while monkeys play above-a,
We-ee make love-a
Now I'm not the type to let vibrations (Rio...)
Trigger my imagination easily (Rio...)
You know that's just not me
But I turn into a tiger (Rio...)
Everytime I get beside the - one I love (Rio...)
Woh, oh, woh, woh-oh..., Rio... - Rio...
Yeah Ugh - Rio... - Ugh
Woh-ho-oh-oh, when my ba-a-aby (when my baby)
When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio (Rio...)
de Janeiro
I'm a Salsa fellow-ow
When my baby smiles at me
The sun'll lightens u-up my li-ife
And I am free at last, what a blast
When my baby (when my baby)
When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio (Rio...)
That's when I go to Rio (Rio)
Rio - Rio de Janeir-eiro
Rio... Rio.... Rio...
Woensdag 17 januari 1979
Joe Bean
Joe Bean
Composer(s): Bud Freeman; Leon Pober
Performer(s): Johnny Cash
Well they're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin'
for killin' a man in Arkansas
Funny thing about it Joe Bean never even heard of the man
In fact Joe Bean never has been to Arkansas
And to top that all today is Joe Bean's 20th birthday
See where the gallows stand Joe Bean see where the gallows stand
Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
They're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin' for a shootin' that he never did
He killed twenty men by the time he was ten he was an unruly kid
But they're hangin' Joe Bean for the one shootin' that he never did
See through the prison bars Joe Bean see where the gallows stand
Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
Well your mother's in capitol city asking Governor Simms for a stay
And it's really hard on her cause she knows
Where you were on that particular day
You were workin' Joe Bean hard workin' robbing the Santa Fe
Well the telegraph wires're hummin' hear the Governor's words come through
I can't set you free cause it's not up to me but this much Joe Bean
I'll do
I'll join your mother in extending birthday greetings to you
Happy birthday Joe Bean
Happy birthday Joe Bean
Happy birthday dear Joe
Happy birthday to you
Dinsdag 16 januari 1979
Tombé Pour La France
Tombé Pour La France
Composer(s): Étienne Daho - Arnold Turboust
First release: Étienne Daho - 1986
Be bop, pieds nus sous la lune
Sans foi ni toit ni fortune
Je passe mon temps à faire n’importe quoi
Sur les pistes, noires de préférence
Quand le démon de la danse
Me prend le corps, je fais n’importe quoi
J’en sais rien
Dum di la, je m’étourdis, ça ne suffit pas
A m’faire oublier que t’es plus là
J’ai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que t’aimais pas
Si tu r’viens, n’attends pas qu’au bout d’une corde mon corps balance
Be bop, pieds nus sous la lune
Sans foi ni toi ni personne
Je crois bien que j’f’rais n’importe quoi
Pour te voir cinq minutes encore
A Sables d’or, près des dunes
Je te raconterai n’importe quoi
Ce sera bien
Dum di la, je m’étourdis, ça ne suffit pas
A m’faire oublier que t’es plus là
J’ai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que t’aimais pas
Si tu r’viens, n’attends pas que je sois tombé pour la France
Pour te voir cinq minutes encore
A Sables d’or, près des dunes
Je te raconterai n’importe quoi
Ce sera bien
Dum di la, je m’étourdis, ça ne suffit pas
A m’faire oublier que t’es plus là
J’ai gardé cette photo sur moi, ce photomaton que t’aimais pas
Si tu r’viens, n’attends pas que je sois tombé pour la France
Dinsdag 16 januari 1979
I Go To Pieces
I Go To Pieces
Italian Title: Il Mare Non Racconta Mai - 1967
Composer(s): Del Shannon
First release by: Peter & Gordon - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
When I see her comin' down the street
I get so shaky and I feel so weak
I tell my eyes look the other way
But they don't seem to hear a word I say
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by
I tell my arms they'll hold someone new
Another love that will be true
But they don't listen, they don't seem to care
They reach for her but she's not there
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by
I remember what she said when she said
"Goodbye baby. We'll meet again soon maybe"
"But until we do, all my best to you"
I'm so lonely, I think about her only
I go to places we used to go
But I know she'll never show
She hurt me so much inside
Now I hope she's satisfied
And I, go to pieces and I wanna hide
Go to pieces and I almost die
Everytime my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I cry
Everytime my baby passes by
Go to pieces and I cry
Dinsdag 16 januari 1979
Joe
Joe
Composer(s): Ady Semel; Scott Walker
Performer(s): Scott Walker
As old Joe sat a dyin'
The baby down the hall was cryin'
Somebody had a party goin' on
The fat boy you told tales to
Moved away the other day
To think with no goodbye
He could have gone
A postcard from Sun City
Was found layin' by your side
A kind of desert place
Where old folks dry away
You gazed out through the window
At the wonders of the sky
As if it were the first time every day
Chorus:
There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe
You used to say
No-one left alive
To call me Joe
You've been beyond the boundaries
Understood it all
And thought of nothing
The ultimate was simple to your eyes
Just watch the world make madness
As the youth cried their replies
An old man knows far better than to try
They say towards the end
You hardly left your shabby room
Where once you loved to go
Walkin'
Thru' the day
Sit back and watch a spider
Weave your window
'Cross the moon
And meals on wheels
Laughed kindly
When you'd say
There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe
To call me Joe
No-one left alive to call me Joe
Maandag 15 januari 1979
Tómate Una Copa
Tómate Una Copa
Composer(s): Ramón Inclán
Performer(s): Javier Solís
Siéntate a mi lado mi reciente amiga
tómate una copa mientras escuchamos aquella canción
Tú no me conoces ni yo te conozco
pero este momento quiero ser tu amigo por una ocasión
Si ves en mis ojos lágrimas que corren
no es que esté llorando, es que estoy fumando
y el humo me entró
Siéntate a mi lado, tómate una copa
mientras vas secando el llanto que el humo en mis ojos dejó
Si ves en mis ojos lágrimas que corren
no es que esté llorando, es que estoy fumando
y el humo me entró
Siéntate a mi lado, tómate una copa
mientras vas secando el llanto que el humo en mis ojos dejó
Maandag 15 januari 1979
I Go Swimming
I Go Swimming
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
Performer(s): Peter Gabriel; Tony Gillis; Rick Springfield
Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea
I go swimming
I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool
I go swimming
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin I, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream
I can't let go (can't let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I need water, water to drink
Water on my brain, water sustain
Water over me
I want water, water I need
Water to think, water to drink
Water over me
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin I, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream
I can't let go (can't let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
I go swimming, I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming, I go swimming
Oh I go swimming, I go swimming
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Maandag 15 januari 1979
Jody And The Kid
Jody And The Kid
Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Performer(s): Roy Drusky;
and various other artists
She would meet me in the morning
On my way down to the river
Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree
With her feet already dusty
From the pathway to the levee
And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees
And I'd pay her no attention
As she tagged along beside me
Trying hard to copy everything i did
But I couldn't keep from smiling
When I'd hear somebody saying
Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
Even after we grew older
We could still be seen together
As we walked along the levee holding hands
For as surely as the seasons she was changin' to a woman
And I'd lived enough to call myself a man
As she often lay beside me
In the coolness of the evening
'Til the morning sun was shining on my bed
And at times when she was sleeping
I'd smile when I'd remember
How they used to call us Jody and the kid
Now the world's a little older
And the years have changed the river
'Cause there's houses where they didn't used to be
And on sundays I go walking
Down the pathway to the levee
With another little girl who follows me
And it makes the old folks smile
To see her tag along beside me
Doing little things the way her mama did
But it gets a little lonesome
When I hear somebody sayin'
Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
Zondag 14 januari 1979
Tómame Mientras Puedas
Tómame Mientras Puedas
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Bingo, mañana es domingo
ella ha vuelto a casa
y no estoy dispuesto a perder
Discos, amor con asteriscos
sus ojos dan un grito
-Nene confía un poco en míe
Su boca, una serpiente loca
aligera mi ropa
cantándome una canción
Blancas, sus piernas si son blancas
saltando por el cuarto
me escudan de tanto dolor
Necesito confiar, ya no quiero pasar
noches sin sueños
Necesito un lugar, nada, nada especial
y entonces yo, yo me dejaré tomar
Tómame mientras puedas
Tómame, me puedes tomar
Tómame mientras puedas, tómame
Tu pelo, dulce caramelo
se enreda con mi pelo
y ya no me puedo soltar
Bingo, bingo, mañana es domingo
ella ha vuelto a casa
y no estoy dispuesto a perder
Necesito confiar, ya no quiero pasar
noches sin sueños
Necesito un lugar, nada, nada especial
y entonces yo, yo me dejaré tomar
Tómame mientras puedas
Tómame, me puedes tomar
Tómame mientras puedas
Tómame, me puedes tomar
Tómame mientras puedas, tómame
Tómame, tómame
Bingo, bingo, mañana es domingo
Calipso
Zondag 14 januari 1979
I Go Crazy (Queen)
I Go Crazy
Composer(s): Brian May
Performer(s): Queen
I Took My Baby To See A Heavy Band
But I Never Saw My Baby 'till The Encore
She Had The Singer By The Hand
I Didn't Wanna Cry 'cause I Had To Be Cool
I Didn't Wanna Tell You That You're Too
Cruel
Did You Have To Run Off With That Dog-gone
Fool?
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You
Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy
All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You
You Better Stay Away From Me Baby
I Wouldn't Mind The Postman If The
Neighbours Didn't Know
Or The Gas Man The Electric Man - Man To Fix
The Car
I'd Have To Let It Go
But You Had To Bring Me Down For A Rock 'n
Roll Clone
Leave Me Like A Sucker Standing All Alone
Did You Have To Run Off With That Rolling
Stone?
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You
Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy
All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You
You Better Stay Away From Me Baby
So I Ain't Gonna Go And See The Rolling
Stones No More
No More
I Don't Wanna Go See Queen No More No More
Now I Don't Wanna Hurt You Like You Been
A-hurting Me
But You Know That I'll Be Watching
Rolling On The Floor Next Time You're On TV
Had Enough Of Your Pretending That You Know
Where It's At
Coming On To All The Boys Like A Real Spoilt
Brat
To Think That I Nearly Let You Get Away With
All That
No Way Man
All I Gotta Do Is Think About You
Ev'ry Night And Day I Go Crazy
All I Gotta Do Is Get My Hands On You
Zondag 14 januari 1979
Job's Tears
Job's Tears
Composer(s): Robin Williamson
Performer(s): The Incredible String Band
We're all still here
no one has gone away
Waiting, acting much too
well and procrastinating
The cross of the earth
(let me go through)
The four winds point them
Body to body
Seas to anoint them
The reed they brought him
Sponge and vinegar
Fiery serpents
Spitting gold and cinnamon
The moon was bleeding
And stars were shallow
And the sword that killed him
Was a sword of willow
Hello I must be going well I only came to say
I hear my mother calling and I must be on my way
O I remember it all from before
The winter and the midnight
Could not hold him
The fire could not burn him
Nor earth enfold him
Rise up Lazarus
Sweet and salty
Brother soldiers
Stop your gambling and talk to me
The thieves were stealers
But reason condemned him
And the grave was empty
Where they had laid him
Why heroes die at sunrise
Why the birds are arrows of the wise
Why each perfumed flower
Why each moment has its hour
It's you
It's all true
Stranger than that we're alive
Stranger than that
Stranger than that
Whatever you think
It's more than that, more than that
Happy man, the happy man
Doing the best he can
Keep on walking where the angels showed
(All will be one)
Travelling where the saints have trod
Over in the old golden land
In the golden book of the golden game
The golden angel wrote my name
When the deal goes down I'll put my crown
Over in the old golden land
I won't need to kiss you when we're there
(All will be one)
I won't need to miss you when we're there
Over in the old golden land
We'll understand it better in the sweet bye and bye
You won't need to worry and you won't have to cry
Over in the old golden land
Zaterdag 13 januari 1979
Toma Tu Libertad (Anímate)
Toma Tu Libertad (Anímate)
Composer(s): Victor Heredia
Performer(s): Victor Heredia
Si escuchas dentro tuyo
una pequeña voz llamar
atiende lo que dice
que es tu voz la que hablará
Habrá nacido entonces tu conciencia
y llorarás
Anímate, anímate
Si escuchas en el viento
muchas voces y un cantar
atiende lo que dice
que es el mundo el que hablará
Si estás de acuerdo canta
y en tu voz el viento irá
Anímate, anímate
Si escuchas en tu pueblo
una canción de libertad
atiende lo que dice
que es tu pueblo el que hablará
La libertad es todo lo que un hombre tiene y ya
anímate, anímate
Zaterdag 13 januari 1979
I Go Crazy (Paul Davis)
I Go Crazy
Composer(s): Paul Davis
First release by: Paul Davis - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
Hello girl it's been awhile
Guess you'll be glad to know
That I've learned how to laugh and smile
Getting over you was slow
They say old lovers can be good friends
But I never thought I'd really see you,
I'd really see you again
I go crazy
When I look in your eyes I still go crazy
No my heart just can't hide that old feelin' inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes I go crazy
You say he satifies your mind
Tells you all of his dreams
I know how much that means to you
I realize that I was blind
Just when I thought I was over you
I see your face and it just ain't true
No it just ain't true
I go crazy
When I look in your eyes I still go crazy
That old flame comes alive, it starts burning inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes I go crazy
Oooh, Oh Oooh, Oh
I go crazy
You know when I look in your eyes I go crazy
No my heart just can't hide that old feelin' inside
Way deep down inside
I go crazy
Zaterdag 13 januari 1979
João E Maria
João E Maria
Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Sivuca
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Agora eu era o herói
E o meu cavalo só falava inglês
A noiva do cowboy
Era você
Além das outras três
Eu enfrentava os batalhões
Os alemães e seus canhões
Guardava o meu bodoque
E ensaiava o rock
Para as matinês
Agora eu era o rei
Era o bedel e era também juiz
E pela minha lei
A gente era obrigada a ser feliz
E você era a princesa
Que eu fiz coroar
E era tão linda de se admirar
Que andava nua pelo meu país
Não, não fuja não
Finja que agora eu era o seu brinquedo
Eu era o seu pião
O seu bicho preferido
Sim , me dê a mão
A gente agora já não tinha medo
No tempo da maldade
Acho que a gente nem tinha nascido
Agora era fatal
Que o faz-de-conta terminasse assim
Pra lá desse quintal
Era uma noite que não tem mais fim
Pois você sumiu no mundo
Sem me avisar
E agora eu era um louco a perguntar
O que é que a vida vai fazer de mim
Vrijdag 12 januari 1979
Tom Thumb’s Tune
Tom Thumb’s Tune
Composer(s): Lee
Performer(s): Russ Tamblyn
Do-de-do-de-do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum-dum
La-de-da-de-da
De-la-de-da-de
La-de-da-de, de-la-de-da-de
La-de-da-de-dum-dum, la-de-da-de-dum-dum
La-de-da-de-dum-dum-dum
This is my song, my very own song
I can sing it short or I can sing it long
Do-de-do-de-do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de do
De-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum
Do-de-do-de-dum-dum-dum
La-de-da-de-da
De-la-de-da-de
La-de-da-de, de-la-de-da-de
La-de-da-de-dum-dum, la-de-da-de-dum-dum
La-de-da-de-dum-dum-dum
This is my song, my very own song
I can sing it short or I can sing it long...
Vrijdag 12 januari 1979
I Give You My Word
I Give You My Word
Composer(s): Al Kavelin; Merril Lyn
Performer(s): Eddy Duchin
and multiple other artists
I give you my word
I'll never love again
I give you my word
This is my first and last romance
I gave my lips
My heart and soul to you
My heart will break
If you don't take me too
I give you my word
You are the only one
All heaven has heard
What your love has done
Darling, what's the good of life
Without love or love without you
I'll never change
I give you my word
I give you my word
You are the only one
All heaven has heard
What your love has done
Darling, what's the good of life
Without love or love without you
I'll never change
I give you my word
I give you my word
I give you my word
I give you my word
Vrijdag 12 januari 1979
Joanne
Joanne
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Performer(s): Michael Nesmith;
and various other artists
Her name was Joanne
And she lived in a meadow by a pond
And she touched me for a moment
With a look that spoke to me of her sweet love
Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation
And I saw as she went, a most hopeless situation
For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run
She was only a girl
I know that well, but still I could not see
That the hold that she had
Was much stronger than the love she felt for me
But staying with her and my little bit of wisdom
Broke down her desires like a light through a prism
Into yellows and blues and a tune that I could not have sung
Though the essence is gone
I have no tears to cry for her
And my only thoughts of her are kind
Her name was Joanne
And she lived n'in a meadow by a pond
And she touched me for a moment
With a look that spoke to me of her sweet love
Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation
And I saw as she went, a most hopeless situation
For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run
For Joanne and the man and the time that made them both run
Donderdag 11 januari 1979
Tom Sawyer (Rush)
