Dinsdag 21 januari 1992
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Maandag 20 januari 1992
Tra La La
Tra La La
Composer(s): Carlton 'Junior' Parker
Performer(s): Georgia Gibbs
Rock bop bop...
Tra la la, tra la la
You're as sweet as a candy bar
Tra la la, tra la lie
I'm so happy that I could die
Tra la la, tra la la
You're as cute as a movie star
Tra la la, tra la lo
I'd be crazy to let you go
Tra la la, tra la lou
All my loving is just for you
Tra la la, tra la la
Wolf whistle goes
I don't know how
So I'm singing
Tra la la, tra la la
I love you just the way you are
Tra la la, tra la lee
I'm as happy as I can be
Rock bop bop...
Tra la la, tra la la
You're as cute as a movie star
Tra la la, tra la lo
I'd be crazy to let you go
Tra la la, tra la lou
All my loving is just for you
Tra la la, tra la la
Wolf whistle goes
I don't know how
So I'm singing
Tra la la, tra la la
I love you just the way you are
Tra la la, tra la lee
I'm as happy as I can be
Rock bop bop...
Tra la la, la la la
Maandag 20 januari 1992
Habanera (Nicolas Peyrac)
Habanera
Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Il va falloir que je me lève
Que je brise le sortilège
Qui m'enveloppe tout à coup
Je ne suis plus bon qu'aux kermesses
Qu'au bal de la tendre fesse
Les gens ne m'aiment plus beaucoup
C'était un accordéon triste
Qui rêvait d'être concertiste
Il ruminait dans les coulisses
D'un bal pour touristes égarés
Egarés
L'accordéon rêvait qu'un jour
Il s'offrirait le grand amour
Il s'habillerait de velours
Elle serait vêtue de soie
S'appellerait Habanera
S'en serait venue faire un tour
Là sur les rives de Paris
Elle viendrait vivre sa vie
Réapprendre un peu la folie
La folie
Il va falloir que je m'exile
Que je cherche le bidonville
Où je la croisais quelquefois
Il va falloir que je retrouve
La couleur du ciel un peu rouge
De l'Argentine d'autrefois
C'était un accordéon triste
Qui rêvait d'être concertiste
Il ruminait dans les coulisses
D'un bal pour touristes égarés
Egarés
L'accordéon rêvait qu'un jour
Il s'offrirait le grand amour
Il s'habillerait de velours
Elle serait vêtue de soie
S'appellerait habanera
S'en serait venue faire un tour
Là sur les rives de Paris
Elle viendrait vivre sa vie
Réapprendre un peu la folie
La folie
Qu'est-ce que je fous dans ce baloche
Avec ce dingue qui s'accroche
A mon clavier comme un noyé
Je voudrais bien refaire le monde
Lui montrer qu'à chaque seconde
Cette musique peut chanter
C'était un accordéon tendre
Qui rêvait qu'un jour la légende
De l'amour viendrait le surprendre
Loin de ces touristes paumés
Paumés
Mais l'accordéon un beau jour
A rencontré le grand amour
Il s'est habillé de velours
Elle s'était vêtue de soie
Se prénommait Habanera
S'en était venue faire un tour
Là sur les rives de Paris
Elle voulait vivre sa vie
Qu'on lui dise tu es jolie
Il lui dit
Mais l'accordéon un beau jour
A rencontré le grand amour
Il s'est habillé de velours
Elle s'était vêtue de soie
Se prénommait Habanera
S'en était venue faire un tour
Là sur les rives de Paris
Elle voulait vivre sa vie
Qu'on lui dise tu es jolie
Il lui dit
Zondag 19 januari 1992
Sonríe, Sonríe
Sonríe, Sonríe
Performer(s): Raphael
Cuando al nacer vemos la luz
Cada uno tiene que llorar
Es la prueba que tendra que pasar
Para vivir, hay que llorar
Hay que llorar
Y si despues te fuera mal
Un consejo yo te voy a dar
Y que nunca deberas olvidar
Para vivir, hay que aprender a sonreir
Te diran, te hablaran
Pero tu sonrie, sonrie
Te ira bien o te ira mal
Pero tu sonrie, sonrie
Sonrie, sonrie
Que el mundo sonrie
Cuando hay amor
Cuando no estes cerca de mi
Si me llevas en tu corazon
Y recuerdas que te he dado mi amor
Vas a sufrir pero tendras que sonreir
Y si otra vez quieres volver
Tu bien sabes que me encontraras
Porque nunca yo te voy a olvidar
Puedes venir que yo se esperar y sonreir
Zondag 19 januari 1992
Puttin' On The Style
Puttin' On The Style
Composer(s): George P. Wright; Norman Cazden
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan;
and various other artists
Sweet sixteen goes to church just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles at every little noise
Turns her face a little, and turns her head awhile
But everybody knows she's only putting on the style
She's putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Well the young man in the hot rod car, driving like he's mad
In a pair of yellow gloves he's borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively just to make his girlfriend smile
But she knows he's only putting on the style
He's putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Preacher in the pulpit, roars with all his might
Sings Glory Hallelujah, puts the folks all in a fright
Now you might think it's Satan coming down the aisle
But it's only our poor preacher boys putting on the style
Putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style
Zaterdag 18 januari 1992
Pia Prosefhi
Pia Prosefhi
Composer(s): Antonis Pappas - Nikos Terzis
First performance by: Elina Konstantopoulou - 1995
Ke gar evulodo miane ti yin taftin
Mi yignoskodes tin ivrin, in epiun...
Iha mia periusia, ti gatahrastikane
Kanan ierosilia ki ute pu drapikane
Ti istoria tis zois mu the skeftikane
Pia prosefhi ego na kano yia ta krimata tus
Pia prosefhi boro na po yia na sothun
Stazo krasi yia na xeplino t' amartimata tus
Pia prosefhi na po yi' aftus, pu me ponun
Na mu parune to throno kaphi prospathisane
En' asteri iha mono ke to apetisane
To poso adexa sto hrono agnoisane
Pia prosefhi ego na kano yia ta krimata tus
Pia prosefhi boro na po yia na sothun
Stazo krasi yia na xeplino t' amartimata tus
Pia prosefhi na po yi' aftus, pu me ponun
Pia prosefhi ego na kano yia ta krimata tus
Pia prosefhi boro na po yia na sothun
Stazo krasi yia na xeplino t' amartimata tus
Pia prosefhi na po yi' aftus, pu me ponun
Zaterdag 18 januari 1992
Puttin' On The Ritz
Puttin' On The Ritz
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire;
and various other artists
Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and arrowed collars
Wide spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time
If you're blue and you don't know
Where to go to, why don't you go
Where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Different types, who wear a day coat
Pants with stripes, and cut away coat
Perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper!
Come, let's mix where Rockerfellers
Walk with sticks, or umber-ellas
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz
Spangled gowns upon a beauty
Of hand-me-downs, on clown and cutie
All misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Strolling up the avenue so happy
All dressed up just like an English chappie
Very snappy!
You'll declare it's simply topping
To be there, and hear them swapping
Smart tidbits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Vrijdag 17 januari 1992
Sono Solo Canzonette
Sono Solo Canzonette
Composer(s): Edoardo Bennato
First release by: Edoardo Bennato - 1980
Mi ricordo che anni fa
di sfuggita dentro un bar
ho sentito un juke-box che suonava
e nei sogni di bambino
la chitarra era una spada
e chi non ci credeva era un pirata!
... e la voglia di cantare
e la voglia di volare
forse mi è venuta proprio allora
forse è stata una pazzia
però è l'unica maniera di dire sempre quello
che mi va!
Non potrò mai diventare
direttore generale
delle poste e delle ferrovie
non potrò mai far carriera
nel giornale della sera
anche perché finirei in galera!
... mai nessuno mi darà
il suo voto per parlare
o per decidere del suo futuro
nella mia categoria
tutta gente poco seria
di cui non ci si può fidare!...
Guarda invece che scienziati
che dottori, che avvocati
che folla di ministri e deputati!
Pensa che in questo momento
proprio mentre io sto cantando
stanno seriamente lavorando!
... per i dubbi e le domande
che ti assillano la mente
va da loro e non ti preoccupare
sono a tua disposizione
e sempre, senza esitazione
loro ti risponderanno!...
... io di risposte non ne ho!
io faccio solo rock'n roll!
... se ti conviene bene
io più di tanto non posso fare!...
Gli impresari di partito
mi hanno fatto un altro invito
e hanno detto che finisce male
se non vado pure io
al raduno generale
della grande festa nazionale!
... hanno detto che non posso
rifiutarmi proprio adesso
che anche a loro devo il mio successo
che son pazzo ed incosciente
sono un irriconoscente
un sovversivo, un mezzo criminale!...
Ma che ci volete fare
non vi sembrerò normale
ma è l'istinto che mi fa volare!
Non c'è gioco né finzione
perché l'unica illusione
è quella della realtà, della ragione!
... però a quelli in malafede
sempre a caccia delle streghe
dico: no! Non è una cosa seria!
E così è se vi pare
ma lasciatemi sfogare
non mettetemi alle strette
o con quanto fiato ho in gola
vi urlerò: non c'è paura!
Ma c'è politica, che cultura
sono solo canzonette!...
Vrijdag 17 januari 1992
Put Your Shoes On, Lucy
Put Your Shoes On, Lucy
Composer(s): Hank Fort
Performer(s): Petula Clark;
and various other artists
Got an invitation to visit Manhattan
With my highfalutin' kin
Sent off to the catalog to get some clothes
Felt so stylish from my head to my toes
Seen all the sights and I even did some flirtin'
I was doin' alright till my feet started hurtin'
So I kicked off my shoes when I thought they couldn't see
But they must have, 'cos this is what they all said to me
Put your shoes on, Lucy, don't you know you're in the city
Put your shoes on, Lucy, it's really such a pity
That Lucy can't go barefoot wherever she goes
'Cause she loves to feel the wiggle of her toes
Put your shoes on Lucy 'cause you're here in old New York
You'll get by alrighty if you let 'em hear you talk
All the city slickers love that southern drawl
So give 'em that "Honey chile" and "Hi, y'all"
Lucy, let the good things happen
Lucy, won't you stop that gapin'
How you act will be the death of me
Don't they have skyscrapers down in Tennessee
Put your shoes on, Lucy, even though they kinda pinch
Stop baulkin', you gotta do some walkin', it's a cinch
Use your party manners, you'll need them and how
Put your shoes on Lucy, you're a big girl now
Donderdag 16 januari 1992
Majesty Of Love
Majesty Of Love
Composer(s): Ben Raleigh - Don Wolf
Performer(s): Marvin Rainwater & Connie Francis
Every time you're close
When you touch me tenderly
I feel the majesty of love
Every time you hold my hand
In my heart I understand
This is the majesty of love
Only you, only you
Can hold me with one little kiss
Only you, only you
Could make me feel like this
Keep on holding me this way
We were meant to be this way
This is the majesty of love
Tell me you're forever mine
Tell me till the end of time
We'll share the majesty of love
... Love
Tell me you're forever mine
Tell me till the end of time
We'll share the majesty of love
... Love
... Love
Donderdag 16 januari 1992
Put Your Lights On
Put Your Lights On
Composer(s): Erik Schrody
Performer(s): Santana; Paul Fenech
Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you lovers
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you killers
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on
Cause there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say I've got nothing to fear
There's a darkness deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine, into my home
God, don't let me lose my nerve
Lose my nerve
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Wo oh hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on
Because there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say's I've got nothing to fear
La ill aha ill allah
We all shine like stars
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away
Woensdag 15 januari 1992
Le Mal Aimé
Le Mal Aimé
(Adapted from: Daydreamer - 1973)
Composer(s): Terry Dempsey - Eddy Marnay
Performer(s): Claude François - 1974
J'ai besoin qu'on m'aime
Mais personne ne comprend
Ce que j'espère et que j'attends
Qui pourrait me dire qui je suis?
Et j'ai bien bien peur
Toute ma vie d'être incompris
Car aujourd'hui: je me sens mal aimé
Je suis le mal aimé
Les gens me connaissent
Tel que je veux me montrer
Mais ont-ils cherché à savoir
D'où me viennent mes joies?
Et pourquoi ce désespoir
Caché au fond de moi
Si les apparences
Sont quelquefois contre moi
Je ne suis pas ce que l'on croit
Contre l'aventure de chaque jour
J'échangerais demain la joie d'un seul amour
Mais je suis là comme avant mal aimé
Je suis le mal aimé
Les gens me connaissent
Tel que je veux me montrer
Mais ont-ils cherché à savoir
D'où me viennent mes joies?
Et pourquoi ce désespoir
Caché au fond de moi
Car je suis mal aimé
Je suis le mal aimé
Les gens me connaissent
Tel que je veux me montrer
Mais ont-ils cherché à savoir
D'où me viennent mes joies?
Et pourquoi ce désespoir
Caché au fond de moi
Je suis le mal aimé
Les gens me connaissent
Tel que je veux me montrer
Mais ont-ils cherché à savoir
D'où me viennent mes joies?
Et pourquoi ce désespoir
Caché au fond de moi
Woensdag 15 januari 1992
Put Your Head On My Shoulder
Put Your Head On My Shoulder
Composer(s): Paul Anka
Performer(s): Paul Anka
Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, baby
Squeeze me oh so tight
Show me that you love me too
Put your lips next to mine, dear
Won’t you kiss me once, baby
Just a kiss goodnight, may be
You and I will fall in love
People say that love’s a game
A game you just can’t win
If there’s a way
I’ll find it someday
And then this fool with rush in
Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
Words I want to hear
Tell me, tell me that you love me too
Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
Words I want to hear, baby
Put your head on my shoulder
Dinsdag 14 januari 1992
Daydreamer
Daydreamer
(French Version: Le Mal Aimé - 1974)
Composer(s): Terry Dempsey
First release by: David Cassidy - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
I remember April, when the sun was in the sky
Love was burning in your eyes
Nothing in the world could bother me
'Cause I was living in a world of ecstasy
But now you're gone
I'm just a daydreamer, I'm walking in the rain
Chasing after rainbows I may never find again
Life is much too beautiful to live it all alone
Oh, how much I need someone to call my very own
Now the summers over and I found myself alone
With only memories of you
I was so in love, I couldn't see
'Cause I was living in a world of make believe
But now your gone
I'm just a daydreamer, I'm walking in the rain
Chasing after rainbows I may never find again
Life is much too beautiful to live it all alone
Oh, how much I need someone, to call my very own
I'm just a daydreamer, I'm walking in the rain
Chasing after rainbows I may never find again
Life is much too beautiful to live it all alone
Oh, how much I need someone to call my very own
I'm just a daydreamer, walking in the rain
Chasing after rainbows I may never find again
Life is much too beautiful to live it all alone
Oh, how much I need someone, to call my very own
I'm just a daydreamer, baby
Dinsdag 14 januari 1992
Put Your Hand In The Hand
Put Your Hand In The Hand
Composer(s): Gene MacLellan
Performer(s): Lynn Anderson;
and various other artists
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From Galilee
My momma taught me how to pray
Before I reached the age of seven
When I'm down on my knees
That's when I'm closest to heaven
Daddy lived his life, two kids and a wife
Well you do what you must do
But he showed me enough of what it takes
To get me through.
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who stilled the water
Put your hand in the hand of the man
Who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself
And you can look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee
Maandag 13 januari 1992
Love Me For A Reason
Love Me For A Reason
Composer(s): John Bristol - Wade Bowen - David Jones
First release by: Johnny Bristol - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Girl when you hold me
How you control me
You bend and you fold me
Anyway you please
It must be easy for you
The loving things that you do
But just a pastime for you
I could never be
And I never know, girl
If I should stay or go
'Cos the games that you play
Keep driving me away
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Kisses and caresses
Are only minor tests, babe
Of love, lead to stresses
Between a woman and a man
So if love everlasting
Isn't what you're asking
I'll have to pass, girl
I'm proud to take a stand
I can't continue guessing
Because it's only messing
With my pride and my mind
So right now it's time to tell ya
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
I'm just a little old-fashioned
It'll take more than physical attraction
My initial reaction is honey give me love
Not a facsimile of
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Don't love me for fun, ooh baby
Let me be the one
Love me, love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Don't love me for fun, girl
Let me be the one, girl
Love me for a reason
Let the reason be love
Maandag 13 januari 1992
Waar Ben Je Nou?
Waar Ben Je Nou?
Composer(s): E. Den Hoed
Performer(s): Ann Christy
Soms ben ik moe
Aan een pauze toe
Het is moeilijk te verwerken
Daar te zijn
Was zo fijn
Ook al liet ik het niet merken
Waar ben je nou?
Ik hou toch van jou
Het was zo fijn
Samen gelukkig te zijn
Wat nu is gebeurd
Heeft alles gekleurd
Toch blijf ik nog hopen
Mijn liefde voor jou
Alsook m’n trouw
Waarom ben je gaan lopen?
Waar ben je nou?
Ik hou toch van jou
Het was zo fijn
Samen gelukkig te zijn
De tijd zal het leren hoe verder te gaan
Toch blijf ik altijd nog hopen
Mijn verlangen naar jou zal altijd blijven bestaan
Mijn deur blijft altijd open
Jarenlang was ik nooit zo bang
Ga je nog komen?
Het blijft bij mij
Zoals je toen zei ...
Toch zal ik slechts dromen
Waar ben je nou?
Ik hou toch van jou
Het was zo fijn, samen gelukkig te zijn
Het was zo fijn, samen gelukkig te zijn
De tijd zal het leren hoe verder te gaan
Mijn deur blijft altijd open
De tijd zal het leren hoe verder te gaan
Toch blijf ik altijd nog hopen
Zondag 12 januari 1992
Take Me Back 'Ome
Take Me Back 'Ome
Composer(s): Noddy Holder - Jim Lea
Performer(s): Slade
Came up to you one night
Noticed the look in your eye
Saw you was on your own
And it was all right
Yeah, it was all right
Said I could call you Sidney
I couldn't make out why
Standing here on your own
And it was all right
Yeah, it was all right
So won't you take me back 'ome
Take me back 'ome
And we can find plenty to do
And that will be all right, yeah
It will be all right
You and your bottle of brandy
Both of you smell the same
Still on your feet, still standing
So it was all right
Yeah, it was all right
Superman comes to meet you
Looks twice the size of me
I didn't stay around to say goodnight
So it was all right
Yeah, it was all right
So won't you take me back 'ome
Take me back 'ome
And we can find plenty to do
And that will be all right, yeah
It will be all right
So, won't you take me back 'ome, baby
Oh, won't you take me back 'ome, yeah
Zondag 12 januari 1992
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
Composer(s): Robbie Robertson
Performer(s: The Band; Hans Staymer Band
When your arms are empty
got nowhere to go
Come on out and catch the show
There'll be saints and sinners
You'll see losers and winners
All kinds of people you might want to know
Once you get it, you can't forget it
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
You know he always holds it in a tent
And if you're looking for the real thing
He can show you where it went
There's a young faith healer
He's a woman stealer
He will cure by his command
When the music's hot you might have to stand
To hear the Klondike Klu Klux steamboat band
Don't you sweat it
You can't forget it
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
I'd rather die happy than not die at all
And a man is a fool who will not heed the call
Gonna see Miss Brer Foxhole
She's got diamonds in her teeth
She is real gold down underneath
She's a rock and roll singer and a true dead ringer
For something like you ain't never seen
Once you get it, you can't forget it
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
W.S. Walcott Medicine Show
Zaterdag 11 januari 1992
Angel Band
