Vrijdag 13 december 1996
Walking On Sunset
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Walking On Sunset
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Donderdag 12 december 1996
A Thought In My Heart
A Thought In My Heart
Composer(s): Robert F. Calder
Performer(s): Jo Stafford; Gordon MacRae; Paul Weston
For every beautiful rose that ever grew
I'll keep a thought in my heart for you
For every bird in the sky that ever flew
There'll be a thought in my heart for you
For each star that twinkles far away
And every clock that ticks away the time of day
I'll think of you
For every ripple upon the ocean blue
I'll have a thought in my heart for you
For each star that twinkles far away
And every clock that ticks away the time of day
I'll think of you
For every ripple upon the ocean blue
I'll have a thought in my heart for you
I'll have a thought in my heart for you
Donderdag 12 december 1996
Walking My Baby Back Home
Walking My Baby Back Home
Composer(s): Fred E. Ahlert; Harry Richman; Roy Turk
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Gee it's great after being out late
Walking my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walking my baby back home
We go along harmonizing a song
Or I’m reciting a poem
Hours go by and they give me the eye
Walking my baby back home
We stop for a while, she gives me a smile
And snuggles her head to my chest
We start in to pet, and that’s when I get
Her powder all over my vest
After I kind of straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
One kiss then we continue again
Walking my baby back home
She’s afraid of the dark
So I had to park outside of her door till it's light
She says if I try to kiss her she’ll cry
I dry her tears all through the night
Hand in hand to a barbeque stand
Right from her doorway we roam
Eat and then it’s a pleasure again
Walking my baby, talking my baby
Loving my baby, I don’t mean maybe
Walking my baby back home
Woensdag 11 december 1996
A Thing Going On
A Thing Going On
Composer(s): J.J. Cale
Performer(s): J.J. Cale
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
Ain't nothing to it
Got to get down and do it
I tell you the truth
Ain't jivin' you
Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on
Something in this place
It's on every face
It's catching fever
You just can't leave her
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
What we gonna do
We're gonna roll through
Do it right, keep it light
Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
Woensdag 11 december 1996
Walking In Your Shadow
Walking In Your Shadow
Composer(s): David Byron; Paul Newton
Performer(s): Uriah Heep
I'm walking in your shadow
Ever since you went away
And the clock on the wall
Really hasn't very much to say
For you left me bleeding
And left me needing you
In so very many ways
I was trying to attract your mind
But I'm the lonely one
'Cause I had to leave it all behind
Lied and deceiving
Why should I be grieving you
Ride on a golden wave
Set sail for the sun
Make every cloud your slave
Don't be alone
When I get back from trip of the ocean wall
Still walking in your shadow
And still looking for somewhere to hide
If I am worse off
It's all because of you
Dinsdag 10 december 1996
A Thing Called Love
A Thing Called Love
Composer(s): Jerry Reed
First recording/First release by: Jerry Reed - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Six foot six he stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
He was the kind of man to gamble on luck
Look you in the eye and never back up
But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup
Because of love
Can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hand
Like the wind it covers our land
Strong enough to rule the heart of any man
This thing called love
It can lift you up, it can put you down
Take your world and turn it all around
Ever since time nothin's ever been found
Stronger than love
Most men are like me, they struggle and doubt
Trouble their minds day in and day out
Too busy with livin' to worry about
A thing called love
But then I see a mother's tenderness
As she holds her young close to her breast
Then I thank my God this world was blessed
With a thing called love
Can't see it with your eyes, hold it in your hand
Like the wind it covers our land
Strong enough to rule the heart of any man
This thing called love
It can lift you up, it can put you down
Take your world and turn it all around
Ever since time nothin's ever been found
Stronger than love
Dinsdag 10 december 1996
Walking In Space
Walking In Space
Composer(s): James Rado; Gerome Ragni; Galt MacDermot
Performer(s): Quincy Jones;
and various other artists
Doors locked (doors locked)
Blinds pulled (blinds pulled)
Lights low (lights low)
Flames high (flames high)
My body (my body)
My body
My body (my body)
My body
My body
Is walking in space
My soul is in orbit
With God face to face
Floating, flipping
Flying, tripping
Tripping from Pottsville to Starlight
Tripping from Starlight to Moonville
On a rocket to
The Fourth Dimension
Total self awareness
The intention
My mind is as clear as country air
I feel my flesh, all colors mesh
Red black
Blue brown
Yellow crimson
Green orange
Purple pink
Violet white
White white
White white
White white
All the clouds are cumuloft
Walking in space
Oh my God your skin is soft
I love your face
How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?
To keep us under foot
They bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore
To ship us off to war
In this dive
We rediscover sensation
In this dive
We rediscover sensation
Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!
Maandag 9 december 1996
A Televisão
A Televisão
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Adriana Maciel
O homem da rua
Fica só por teimosia
Não encontra companhia
Mas pra casa não vai não
Em casa a roda
Já mudou, que a moda muda
A roda é triste, a roda é muda
Em volta lá da televisão
No céu a lua
Surge grande e muito prosa
Dá uma volta graciosa
Pra chamar as atenções
O homem da rua
Que da lua está distante
Por ser nego bem falante
Fala só com seus botões
O homem da rua
Com seu tamborim calado
Já pode esperar sentado
Sua escola não vem não
A sua gente
Está aprendendo humildemente
Um batuque diferente
Que vem lá da televisão
No céu a lua
Que não estava no programa
Cheia e nua, chega e chama
Pra mostrar evouções
O homem da rua
Não percebe o seu chamego
E por falta doutro nego
Samba só com seus botões
Os namorados
Já dispensam seu namoro
Quem quer riso, quem quer choro
Não faz mais esforço não
E a própria vida
Ainda vai sentar sentida
Vendo a vida mais vivida
Que vem lá da televisão
O homem da rua
Por ser nego conformado
Deixa a lua ali de lado
E vai ligar os seus botões
No céu a lua
Encabulada e já minguando
Numa nuvem se ocultando
Vai de volta pros sertões
Maandag 9 december 1996
Walking Down Madison
Walking Down Madison
Composer(s): Kirsty MacColl; Johnny Marr
Performer(s): Kirsty MacColl
Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - I was only having fun
Walking down Madison - swear I never had a gun
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary times, oh no
And you feel real guilty about the coat on your back
And the sandwich you had, oh no
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to
Walking down Madison - I swear I never had a gun
No I never shot no-one - wouldn't do it just for fun
Walking down Madison - trying to keep my head screwed on
I was philosophizing some
Checking out the nuns
When you get to the corner don't look at those freaks
Keep your head down low and stay quick on your feet, oh yeah
The beaming boy from Harlem with the airforce coat
The ones who died
The ones who tried
The ones that sit and gloat
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
It's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to
Within every city and town there's a Madison
Frozen lives for whom nothing's happening
Hungry children is a mother's dilemma
Dumpster diving to feed her baby Emma
So you walk on by like it doesn't affect you
The held out hand that you pay no respect to
Nickels and dimes won't even buy your guilt
Another wino burnt to death in his quilt
It's a cardboard city, newspaper metropolis
The system can't cope or keep on top of this
The authorities come as you're not for display
Do they solve the problem no they move him away
They're in a vicious circle of no fixed abode
The social won't pay 'em the money they're owed
When you've got no money you can't pay rent
Hypothermia kills 'cos the system is bent
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to
From an uptown apartment to a knife on the A train
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep on the church steps
It's not that far
Would you like to see some more?
I can show you if you'd like to
In the subway sits a vacuous man
His grip on life is a bent tin can
It's a holy shrine where he burns his light
It makes things easy and removes his plight
For an hour or two but he can't escape
They're all penned in with government tape
There are good samaritans who bring the soup
The sally army with their bibles and boots
You can see yourself as it's not too far
One short trip you don't who they are
Till the night comes then it all comes back
Like the smell of patchouli and the armies of rats
It's a shame to be human it's a human shame
It seems we've forgotten we're one and the same
Zondag 8 december 1996
A Teenager's Romance
A Teenager's Romance
Composer(s): David Gillam
Performer(s): Rick Nelson
Bah, bah, bah, but
Bah, bah, bah, but
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, but
Do do do do do do
Bah, bah, bah, but
Bah, bah, bah, but
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, but
A teenager's romance is fickled or true
A teenager's romance is red hot or blue
You're either in misery or high on a crest
A teenager's romance is like all the rest
They tell us we're different
We haven't the right
To decide for ourselves, dear
What's black and what's white
Keep saying you love me
And they'll look upon
A teenager's romance
That goes on and on
They tell us we're different
We haven't the right
To decide for ourselves, dear
What's black and what's white
Keep saying you love me
And they'll look upon
A teenager's romance
That goes on and on
A teenager's romance
That goes on and on
Zondag 8 december 1996
Walking By Myself
Walking By Myself
Composer(s): James A. Lane; Jimmy Rogers
Performer(s): Johnny Winter
Walkin' by myself, I hope you'll understand
I just walk to be your lovin' man
I love you, yes, I love you with all my heart and soul
I wouldn't mistreat you for my weight in gold
You know I love you, you know it's true
Give you all my lovin', what more can I do
Walkin' by myself, I hope you'll understand
I just walk to be your lovin' man
You know I love you, you know it's true
Give you all my, what more can I do
I'm walkin' by myself, I hope you'll understand
I just walk to be your lovin' man
Yeah, I just walk to be your lovin' man
Try again now
Zaterdag 7 december 1996
A Teenager In Love
A Teenager In Love
Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman
First release by: Dion & the Belmonts - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
Each time we have a quarrel, it almost breaks my heart
Cause I am so afraid that we will have to part
Each night I ask the stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love?
One day I feel so happy, next day I feel so sad
I guess I'll learn to take the good with the bad
Each night I ask the stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love?
I cried a tear for nobody but you
I'll be a lonely one if you should say we're through.
Well if you want to make me cry, that won't be so hard to do
If you should say goodbye, I'll still go on loving you
Each night I ask the stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love?
I cried a tear for nobody but you
I'll be a lonely one if you should say we're through.
Well if you want to make me cry, that won't be so hard to do
And if you should say goodbye, I'll still go on loving you
Each night I ask the stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love?
Why must I be a teenager in love?
Why must I be a teenager in love?
Why must I be a teenager in love?
Zaterdag 7 december 1996
Walking Blues (Robert Johnson)
Walking Blues
Composer(s): Robert Johnson
Performer(s): Robert Johnson
I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Know by that I got these old walkin' blues, well
Woke this mornin' feelin’ round for my shoes
But you know by that, I got these old walkin' blues
Lord I feel like blowin’ my old lonesome horn
Got up this mornin’, my little Bernice was gone, Lord
I feel like blowin’ my lonesome horn
Well I got up this mornin’, whoa all I had was gone
Well, leave this mornin' if I have to, ride the blinds
I feel mistreated, and I don't mind dyin'
Leavin’ this mornin', if I have to ride the blind
Babe, I’ve been mistreated, baby and I don't mind dyin'
Well, some people tell me that the worried blues ain't bad
Worst old feelin' I most ever had
Some people tell me that these old worried old blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feelin', I most ever had
She’s got a elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar most anywhere she goes
Ooh, from her head down to her toes
Lord, she break in on a dollar, most anywhere she goes
Vrijdag 6 december 1996
Teenage Idol
Teenage Idol
((French Version: L'Idole Des Jeunes) (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1962))
Composer(s): Jack Lewis
First release by: Rick Nelson - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
Some people call me a teenage idol
Some people say they envy me
I guess they got no way of knowing
How lonesome I can be
I need somebody to be my baby
Someone to tell my troubles to
I've got no time to ever find her
Cause I'm just passing through
I travel around from town to lonely town
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame and lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone
I get no rest when I'm feeling weary
I got to pack my bags and go
I got to be somewhere tomorrow
To smile and do my show
I travel around from town to lonely town
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame and lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone
Some people call me a teenage idol
Some people say they envy me
I guess they got no way of knowing
How lonesome I can be
How lonesome I can be
Vrijdag 6 december 1996
Walking Blues (Ma Rainey)
Walking Blues
Performer(s): Ma Rainey
Woke up this morning, up this morning
With my head bowed down, hey, hey, hey
Woke up this morning with my head bowed down
I had that mean old feeling, I was in the wrong man's town
Mailman's been here, mailman's been here
But didn't leave no news, hey, hey, hey
Mailman's been here but didn't leave no news
That's the reason why mama's got the walking blues
Walked and walked till I, walked and walked
I almost lost my mind, hey, hey, hey
Walked and walked till I almost lost my mind
I was afraid to stop walking 'cause I might lose some time
Got a short time to make it, short time to make it
And a long ways to go, Lord, Lord, Lord
Short time to make it and a long way to go
Trying to find the town they call San Antonio
Thought I'd rest me, thought I'd rest me
I couldn't hear no news, Lord, Lord, Lord
Thought I'd rest me, I couldn't hear no news
I'll soon be there 'cause I got the walking blues
Donderdag 5 december 1996
L'idole Des Jeunes
L'idole Des Jeunes
((Adapted from: Teenage Idol (by Rick Nelson) - 1962))
Composer(s): Jack Lewis - Ralph Bernet
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1962
Les gens m'appellent l'idole des jeunes
Il en est même qui m'envient
Mais ils ne savent pas dans la vie
Que parfois je m'ennuie
Je cherche celle qui serait mienne
Mais comment faire pour la trouver
Le temps s'en va, le temps m'entraîne
Je ne fais que passer
Dans la nuit je file tout seul de ville en ville
Je ne suis qu'une pierre qui roule toujours
J'ai bien la fortune et plus et mon nom partout dans la rue
Pourtant je cherche tout simplement l'Amour
Plus d'une fille souvent me guettent
Quand s'éteignent les projecteurs
Soudain sur moi elles se jettent
Mais pas une dans mon cœur
Dans la nuit je file tout seul de ville en ville
Je ne suis qu' une pierre qui roule toujours
Il me faut rire et danser et le spectacle terminé
S'en aller ailleurs au lever du jour
Les gens m'appellent l'idole des jeunes
Il en est même qui m'envient
Mais s'ils pouvaient savoir dans la vie
Combien tout seul je suis
Combien tout seul je suis
Donderdag 5 december 1996
Walking Back To Happiness
Walking Back To Happiness
Composer(s): Michael Hawker; John Schroeder
Performer(s): Helen Shapiro
Funny but it's true
What loneliness can do
Since I've been away
I have loved you more each day
Walking back to happiness
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
Said goodbye to loneliness
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
I never knew I'd miss you
Now I know what I must do
Walking back to happiness
I shared with you
Making up for things I said
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
And mistakes to which they led
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
I shouldn't have gone away
So I'm coming back today
Walking back to happiness
I threw away
Walking back to happiness with you
Said farewell to loneliness I knew
Laid aside foolish pride
Learnt the truth from tears I cried
Spread the news: I'm on my way
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
All my blues have blown away
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
I'm bringing you love so true
'Cause that's what I owe to you
Walking back to happiness
I shared with you
Walking back to happiness with you
Said farewell to loneliness I knew
Laid aside foolish pride
Learnt the truth from tears I cried
Spread the news: I'm on my way
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
All my blues have blown away
Whoop-pa, oh yeah
I'm bringing you love so true
'Cause that's what I owe to you
Walking back to happiness
I shared with you
Walking back to happiness again
Woensdag 4 december 1996
A Teardrop On A Rose
A Teardrop On A Rose
Composer(s): Hank Williams
Performer(s): Hank Williams
and multiple other artists
While strolling thru a lovely garden
As day was drawing to a close...
My eyes beheld a tragic story
I saw a teardrop on a rose
It should have been a tear of gladness
But deep inside the sorrow shows
A trusting heart had just been broken
I saw a teardrop on a rose
A sobbing tear that follows parting
Holds all the pain that sorrow knows
A false goodbye a life is shattered
There lies a story on a rose
The tear will dry the rose will wither
When spring and winter comes and goes
I loved, I lost, my story ended
With just a teardrop on a rose
Woensdag 4 december 1996
Walkin' After Midnight
Walkin' After Midnight
Composer(s): Don Hecht; Alan Block
Performer(s): Patsy Cline
I go out walking after midnight
Out in the moonlight just like we used to do
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I walk for miles along the highway
Well that's just my way of saying I love you
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I go out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight searching for me
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I'm out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight searching for me
Dinsdag 3 december 1996
A Tear, A Kiss, A Smile
