Zondag 17 mei 1992
Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen
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Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen
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Zaterdag 16 mei 1992
When You Need Me
When You Need Me
Composer(s): Bronagh Mullan
First performance by: The Mullans - 1999
And you would always be there
In everything I'd do
But the fool that I am
Never tried to understand
When you needed someone
To help you through the rain
But this child inside of me
Never let me feel your pain
And how I've let it all just slip away
And now I'm wishing for yesterday
Don't you go on your own
Don't leave me here alone
'Cause I'll be there
Yes, I swear
When you need me I'll be there
Don't you go
I'm on my own
Don't you go
You've been my inspiration
All along the way
But I can see it in your eyes
Well, there's no more yesterday
But I will find my way back
No matter what it takes
For the first time I can see
The love you lost on me
Don't you go on your own
Don't leave me here alone
'Cause I'll be there
Yes, I swear
When you need me I'll be there
Don't you go, no, no
And now I've let it all just slip away
But the fool, the fool's inside of me
Don't you go on your own
Don't leave me here alone
'Cause I'll be there
Yes, I swear
When you need me I'll be there
Don't you go
I'm on my own
Don't you go
Zaterdag 16 mei 1992
Happy Days
Happy Days
Composer(s): Norman Gimbel; Charles Fox
Sunday, Monday, Happy Days
Tuesday, Wednesday, Happy Days
Thursday, Friday, Happy Days
Saturday, what a day
Rockin' all week with you
Chorus:
This day is ours
Won't you be mine (Oh Happy Days)
This day is ours (Oh Happy Days)
Oh please be mine
Hello sunshine, goodbye rain
She's wearing my high school ring on her chain
She's my steady, I'm her man
I'm gonna love her all I can
Chorus
Gonna cruise her round the town
Show everybody what I've found
Rock'n'roll with all my friends
Hopin' the music never ends
These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)
These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)
These Happy Days are yours and mine, Happy Days
Vrijdag 15 mei 1992
Souvenirs, Souvenirs
Souvenirs, Souvenirs
Composer(s): Fernand Bonifay - Cy Coben
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Sylvie Vartan
Souvenirs, souvenirs
Je vous retrouve dans mon cœur
Et vous faites refleurir
Tous mes rêves de bonheur
Je me souviens d'un soir de danse
Joue contre joue
Des rendez-vous de nos vacances
Quand nous faisions les fous
Souvenirs, souvenirs
De nos beaux jours de l'été
Lorsque nous partions cueillir
Mille fleurs, mille baisers
Et pour mieux garder dans ma tête
Les joies de la belle saison
Souvenirs, souvenirs
Il nous reste nos chansons
Souvenirs, souvenirs
Quelque part dans le matin
Où le soleil semble rire
Tout le longs, de nos chemins
Nous n'avions au fond de nos poches
Qu'un peu d'espoir
Mais nous partions comme Gavroche
Le cœur assez babar
Souvenirs, souvenirs
Vous revenez dans ma vie
Illuminant l'avenir
Lorsque mon ciel est trop gris
On dit que le temps vous emporte
Et pourtant ça, J'en suis certain
Souvenirs, souvenirs
Vous resterez mes copains
Vrijdag 15 mei 1992
Happy Birthday, Leonid Brezhnev
Happy Birthday, Leonid Brezhnev
Composer(s): Joan Baez
Happy birthday, Leonid Brezhnev
What a lovely seventy-fifth
We watched the party on TV
You seemed to be taking things casually
What a mighty heart must beat in your breast
To hold forty-nine medals on your chest
Think of all the gifts that you've got
Some were acquired and some were not
Like a natural talent for marionettes
Who do your dirty work and cover your bets
So with one hand waving free
The other one crushed a budding democracy
Congratulations, Jaruzelski
What a wonderful job you have done
Let me mention to a sane man's eye
You've lost the meaning of compromise
They're comparing you to General Pinochet
It's a dubious compliment at best
Your people are freezing, the workers are bleeding
You've already arranged numerous deaths
The only difference in the camps from the stadiums
Is not much for the doomed all cry
It's only the weather and the songs people sing
Just before they die
Do you hear us, Lech Walesa?
What a terrible price you have paid
For being ahead of your time
Has surely constituted a crime
Oh, Mr. Brezhnev, look
Somebody read the little red book
And took it all seriously
The way you did when you were young and you believed
And you workers and you black Madonna
You're not supposed to utter a word
But the courage of you and your man of the year
Is a symphony the world has seldom seen or heard
Through the Siberian gates of hell
The Pope and the bishops are wishing you well
We see your candles in the park
Hear your fearless promises in the dark
How they cheat and when tried to win
They didn't know that there would always be within you
And we hear you, Lech Walesa
Yes, we hear you, Lech Walesa
Yes, we hear you, Lech Walesa
Yes, we hear you, Lech Walesa
Donderdag 14 mei 1992
Como Tudo Começou
Como Tudo Começou
First performance by: Rui Bandera - 1999
Quem me vai dizer como é que tudo começou?
A minha vida já não faz sentido agora
Eu sei, não vai haver nenhuma forma de te ver
Sem eu saber porque razão te foste embora
E sem querer fazer-te mal nunca soube ser igual
Ao que tu imaginavas para ti
Dá-me a tua mão, não mintas mais
Olha que os teus olhos são cristais
Por favor, não digas que não sais
Porque eu sei sempre onde tu vais
Já não há razão para viver sem a paixão
Que me atormenta e persegue a toda a hora
Pois sem querer fiz tanto mal, nunca soube ser igual
Ao que tu imaginavas para ti
Dá-me a tua mão, não mintas mais
Olha que os teus olhos são cristais
Por favor, não digas que não sais
Porque eu sei sempre onde tu vais
Dá-me a tua mão, não mintas mais
Olha que os teus olhos são cristais
Dá-me a tua mão
Donderdag 14 mei 1992
Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday To Me
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Hank Locklin
Today has been my birthday and tonight I should be glad
But you weren't here to share it and inside I hurt so bad
I didn't want your present, just your kiss and company
And your lips to softly whisper Happy Birthday to me
But I came home all by myself and lit the candle
Made a wish for you and love that used to be
I unwrapped the tiny package that I bought myself
Then I sang Happy Birthday to me
I thought for sure you'd send me at least a birthday card
But the postman didn't even stop when he passed by my yard
You could have telephoned and ease a lot of misery
Instead I called myself and said Happy Birthday to me
And I came home all by myself and lit the candle
Made a wish for you and love that used to be
I unwrapped the tiny package that I bought myself
Then I sang Happy Birthday to me
Woensdag 13 mei 1992
Souvenirs
Souvenirs
Composer(s): John Prine
First release by: John Prine - 1972
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs
Memories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me
I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs
Woensdag 13 mei 1992
Happy Birthday Rock 'N' Roll
Happy Birthday Rock 'N' Roll
Composer(s): Claude Moine; Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J'suis un enfant d'la nature
Mais un produit contre-culture
Un après-guerre anti-héros
Un anti-guerre pour les fachos
Il y en a encore!
Et j'ai grandi sans un effort
La graine ça pousse là où ça dort
Oui mais j'suis toujours étonné
Du temps qu'vous m'avez accordé
Il m'en reste encore!
Mon âme est soldée
Ma voix est à louer
Mon cœur épinglé
Sur poster glacé
J'suis étiqueté
Pour supermarché
Mais j'suis pas roulé non...
J'suis rock 'n' rollé
Ah Ah Ah Happy birthday rock 'n' roll
Ah Ah Ah Hello! Quoi d'neuf, quoi de nouveau?
Vingt ans sur le même bateau...
Ah Ah Ah Happy birthday Happy birthday
Rock 'n' roll
J'échangerai tous mes disques d'or
Pour un souvenir, un trésor
Le premier camion de Presley
L'accroche-cœur de Bill Halley
S'il en reste encore
Mais j'irai r'voir encore et encore
"La blonde et moi" même si j'ai tort
De passer pour un dépassé
Accroché à un vieux ciné
Qui m'éclate encore
C'est dur de tourner
Le dos au passé
C'est dur de brûler
Tout ce qu'on a aimé
Mais c'est bon de chanter
Sans être obligé
De se sentir forcé
(ah!) De commercialiser
Ah Ah Ah Happy birthday rock 'n' roll
Ah Ah Ah Hello! Quoi d'neuf, quoi de nouveau?
Vingt ans sur le même bateau
Ah Ah Ah Happy birthday Happy birthday
Rock 'n' roll
Dinsdag 12 mei 1992
Take Me To Your Heaven
Take Me To Your Heaven
Composer(s): Lars 'Dille' Diedricson - Marcos Ubeda
First performance by: Charlotte Nilsson - 1999
Shadows dancin' slowly on my wall
Moonlight paintin' silver to the sound of heartbeats
Magical emotions take control
Knowin' we will meet before the night is over
Then I'm gonna make you mine, love you till the end of time
Take me to your heaven, hold on to a dream
Take me to your heaven when my nights are cold and lonely
Flyin' high together on a journey to the stars
Won't you take me to your heaven, to your heart?
I can feel your body next to mine
Reachin' for a kiss that keeps me warm and tender
Seven steps to heaven show the way
When I'm there, I give myself in sweet surrender
Then I'm gonna make you mine, love you till the end of time
Take me to your heaven, hold on to a dream
Take me to your heaven when my nights are cold and lonely
Flyin' high together on a journey to the stars
Won't you take me to your heaven, to your heart?
As dawn is breakin' there is so much more to say
So will you be my one and only when nights are lonely?
Hold on tight forever
Take me to your heaven, hold on to a dream
Take me to your heaven when my nights are cold and lonely
Flyin' high together on a journey to the stars
Won't you take me to your heaven, to your heart?
Oh... so won't you take me to your heaven, to your heart?
Dinsdag 12 mei 1992
Happy Birthday Mr. President
Happy Birthday Mr. President
Composer(s): Igor Stravinsky
Performer(s): Marilyn Monroe
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday Mr. President
Happy Birthday to you
Thank's Mr. President
For all the things you've done
the battles you've won
The way you deal with US Steel
And our problems by the ton
We thank you - so much
Everybody Happy Birthday!
Maandag 11 mei 1992
Southern Nights
Southern Nights
(French Version: Mon Copain Julie)
Composer(s): Allen Toussaint
First release by: Allen Toussaint - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
Southern nights, have you ever felt a southern night
Free as a breeze, not to mention the trees
Whistling tunes that you know and love so-oh
Southern nights, just as good even when closed your eyes
I apologi-ise to any one who can truly say
That he has found a better way-hay, yeah
Southern skies, have you ever noticed southern skies (southern skies)
Rich precious beauty lies just beyond the eye
It goes running through the soul, like the stories told of old
Old man, he and his dog that walk the old land
Every flower tou-ouched by his cold hand
As he slowly walked by weeping willows would cry for joy, joy
Feels so good, feels so good it's frightening
Wish I could stop this world from fighting
La-da-da-dah-dah, da-da-da-da-da-dah-dah
da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
da-da-dah, da-da-dah
Mystery, like this and many others in the trees
Blow in the ni-ight
In the southern skies
Southern nights
They feel so good it's frightening
Wish I could (southern nights) stop this world from fighting
Da-da-da-dah-dah, da-da-da-da-da-dah-dah
da-da-da-da-da-dah
La-da-dah, da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-dah
Southern skies
Have you ever noticed........
Maandag 11 mei 1992
Happy Birthday Blues (Kathy Young)
Happy Birthday Blues
Composer(s): J. Micheal Lee
Performer(s): Kathy Young
There she sits all alone, her tear begins to shed
A written letter in her hand, this is how it read
Turned sixteen just yesterday (ooh-ooh-ooh)
All my world was bright and gay (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Thought for sure you'd write or call but you didn't after all
Got the Happy Birthday Blues (Happy Birthday Blues)
Maybe you had lots to do (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Or you found somebody new (ooh-ooh-ooh)
How I pray you'll hear my plea, I'm as lonely as can be
Got the Happy Birthday Blues (Happy Birthday Blues)
I planned just how this day would be for such a long, long time
You'd wish me "Happy Birthday" while I held your hand in mine
I'd blow out all the candles while I wished that you and I
Would be together ever more until the day we die
As I sit here in the gloom (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Of my cold and lonely room (ooh-ooh-ooh)
How my heart is filled with fears and my eyes are filled with tears
Got the Happy Birthday Blues (Happy Birthday Blues)
Zondag 10 mei 1992
Thane Erotas
Thane Erotas
First performance by: Marlain - 1999
Sti poli tremosvini to fengari
Ki an tin antehis ti skini
Ta matia su thio stales ehun pari
Ap 'ti vrohi tin broini
Pare t' asteria t' uranu
Stolise ti matia tu
Angixe to anthos tu lotu
Fonaxe t' onoma tu - ke tha 'ne erotas
Sti poli tremosvini kapio asteri
Ki esi apomines na zis, ne na zis
Sto proto tis karthias su kalokeri
Stis angalies tis Kiriakis
Pare t' asteria t' uranu
Stolise ti matia tu
Angixe to anthos tu lotu
Fonaxe t' onoma tu
(Omos mi rotas), tha 'ne erotas
Omos mi rotas, tha 'ne erotas
(Pare t' asteria t' uranu)
Stolise ti matia tu
Angixe to anthos tu lotu
Fonaxe ke tha 'ne erotas
Tha 'ne erotas
(Tha 'ne erotas, tha 'ne erotas, tha 'ne erotas)
Zondag 10 mei 1992
Happy Birthday Blues (B.B. King)
Happy Birthday Blues
French Title: J'ai Le Bonjour Du Blues
Composer(s): Will Jennings; Joe Sample
Performer(s): B.B. King
Baby lights her cigarette
And takes a look around
She says that morning sun
Sure does get her down
Nothing else to see
Just to help her lose
Those happy birthday blues
Grandpa takes a drink of wine
And tells it like it was
Tells me all he wants to do
Is what everybody does
Say he'd give the world
For a little girl
Just to help him lose
Those happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Happy birthday blues
Got to pay your dues
Those happy birthday blues
In and out and on and on
Everybody goes
And where the fun with finally stops
Everybody knows
Girls it's me and you
Doing what we do
Just one way to lose
Those happy birthday blues
Zaterdag 9 mei 1992
Southern Man
Southern Man
Composer(s): Neil Young
First release by: Neil Young - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Southern man better keep your head
Don't forget what your good book said
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burning fast
Southern man
I saw cotton and I saw black
Tall white mansions and little shacks.
Southern man when will you pay them back?
I heard screamin' and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Southern man better keep your head
Don't forget what your good book said
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burning fast
Southern man
Lily Belle, your hair is golden brown
I've seen your black man comin' round
Swear by God I'm gonna cut him down!
I heard screamin' and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Zaterdag 9 mei 1992
Hiawatha's Melody Of Love
Hiawatha's Melody Of Love
Composer(s): Alfred Bryan; Artie Mehlinger; Geo. W. Meyer
Where the summer skies tenderly
Kiss the pines that rise slenderly
By a forest stream
Indian lovers came to dream
'Neath the moon aglow
In the long ago
They sang of love
sweet and low
Hiawatha roamed tearfully
Gazed up on the spot fearfully
On a moss bound throne
Hiawatha that pined alone
Willow boughs bent low
From them seemed to flow
Music to banish his woe
And the song they sang was Hiawatha's melody
Just a golden memory
Of the days that used to be
As they sat entranced beneath the weeping tree
Every leaf up above seemed to tremble with love
And the evening breeze sang Hiawatha's melody
Sang it sweet and tenderly
Like a lover's rosary
Now the song birds in Spring still remember and sing Hiawatha's melody of love
Zaterdag 9 mei 1992
Happy Birthday Baby
Happy Birthday Baby
Composer(s): Roger Greenaway; Barry Mason
Performer(s): Tony Christie; Mike Denver
There's a special day for everyone
That comes back once a year
And for you my love
that day of days is here
Refrain:
So have a happy birthday baby
May all your dreams come true
The way mine have with you
This special day I like to say
I wish you every happiness
I hope you're feeling fine
Now you have a real good time
And I wish you a happy birthday baby mine
I don't know what I do
If ever I lost you
I have no today no tomorrow
You made a simple joke
More happy than you know
And today I want to say I love you so
Refrain
Wear your red dress tonight
And we'll dine by candlelight
While the band plays those great golden oldies
I'll take you to the show
And when it's time to go
I'll tell the cab to drive us home real slow
Refrain
Vrijdag 8 mei 1992
All Out Of Luck
All Out Of Luck
Composer(s): Þorvaldur Bjarni Þorvaldsson - Sveinbjörn I. Baldvinsson - Selma Björnsdóttir
First performance by: Selma Björnsdóttir - 1999
Don't work on a Sunday, don't sleep on a Monday
Just think of a fun day when your life is getting you down, yeah
To get through a heartache, just picture a spring day
And play in the bright daylight a while
So give it a chance - you won't regret it
'Cause you know today won't last forever, tomorrow has a brand new name
I'll give you all that I can offer, the rest is all up to you, yeah
You're all out of luck, if you wanna give up, you've got to let go of all your bad memories
Breakin' it up means bringing it down, you need to get right back on track
'Cause you're all out of luck, if you wanna give up, you've got to believe in yourself
You'll be fine 'cause you'll be mine, so just wake up before it's too late
And you're all out of love, you're all out of love
Hey yeah... hey yeah... oh yeah...
Don't work on a Sunday, don't sleep on a Monday
Tomorrow's a new day, all the time, just waiting for you, yeah
From dawn until midnight, or asleep in the moonlight
You'll always be all right just as long as you follow your heart, yeah
You're all out of luck, if you wanna give up, you've got to let go of all your bad memories
Breakin' it up means bringing it down, you need to get right back on track
'Cause you're all out of luck, if you wanna give up, you've got to believe in yourself
You'll be fine 'cause you'll be mine, so just wake up before it's too late
And you're all out of love, you're all out of love
(Hey yeah... hey yeah... oh yeah...)
You're all out of love
Hey yeah... hey yeah... oh yeah...
Vrijdag 8 mei 1992
Happy Birthday (Weird Al Yankovic)
