Maandag 13 oktober 1980
Key To The Highway
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Key To The Highway
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Zondag 12 oktober 1980
Adiós Mi Corazón
Adiós Mi Corazón
Composer(s): Otha Young
Performer(s): Juice Newton
Lost in this small hotel somewhere south of the border
Trying to sleep through the heat of a Mexican night
Somehow the words I once had so easily mastered
Left me like you did, with nothing to say
¿Puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón, how I love you
¿Puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón
I hope the words are right
They're the only words I know tonight
????? the paradise, but the beauty escapes me
Everything should be so right for falling in love
Two hearts belong, but one heart remains so unhappy
Nothing else matters to me, no, nothing at all
Ooooooohhhhh, ¿puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón, how I love you
¿Puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón
Hope the words are right
They're the only words I know tonight
Oh, the nights are never ending
You know why, no comprende
Days are longer than you'll ever know
Adiós, mi corazón
Ooooooohhhhh, ¿puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón, how I love you
¿Puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón
Hope the words are right
They're the only words I know tonight
Ooooooohhhhh, ¿puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón, how I love you
¿Puedes oirme tú, amor?
Adiós, mi corazón...
Zondag 12 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Leave While I'm In Love
I'd Rather Leave While I'm In Love
Composer(s): Peter Allen; Carole Bayer Sager
First release by: Carole Bayer Sager - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
I'd rather leave while I'm in love
while I still believe the meaning of the word
I'll keep my dreams and just pretend
that you and I are never gonna end
Too many times I've seen
the rose die on the vine
somebody's heart gets broken
usually it's mine
I don't want to take the chance
of being hurt again
and you and I can't say good-bye
So if you wake and find me gone
oh baby carry on you see I need my
fantasy I still believe it's best
to leave while I'm in love
Too many times I've seen
the rose die on the vine
somebody's heart gets broken usually
It's mine I don't want to take
the chance of being hurt again
and you and I can't say good-bye
So if you wake and find me gone
oh baby carry on you see I need my
fantasy I still believe it's best to
leave while I'm in love I still believe
It's best to leave while I'm in love
Zondag 12 oktober 1980
Key's In The Mailbox
Key's In The Mailbox
Composer(s): Harlan Howard
Performer(s): Buck Owens
and multiple other artists
For jealous me and careless you the odds were just too great
I couldn't take those lonely nights you made me sit and wait
I thought I'd seen the last of you when you walked out of sight
Instead I see you in my dreams each night
Oh, the key's in the mailbox, come on in
I'm sittin' here wishin', dear, I had your love again
I'd never even ask you where you've been
The key's in the mailbox, come on in
I said I'd rather be alone than share your company
I said don't come around at all if you want more than me
But sittin' here alone I can't deny this flame that burns
I'd gladly take you back on any terms
Oh, the key's in the mailbox, come on in
I'm sittin' here wishin', dear, I had your love again
I'd never even ask you where you've been
The key's in the mailbox, come on in
Zaterdag 11 oktober 1980
The Christmas Riddle
The Christmas Riddle
Composer(s): Peggy Lee - Stella Castelucci
Performer(s): Peggy Lee
Children, may I tell a riddle
Of someone who's dear to you
Maybe you will guess the answer
Long before I'm through
(Riddle, a riddle, oh, tell us a riddle)
(Tell us a riddle, please do)
Well, long ago there lived a bishop
Who was such a kindly man
All his life was spent in giving
That was how it all began
And they say he rode a white horse
As he went from door to door
Giving presents, sweets and good things
Need I tell you any more
(Riddle, a riddle, it still is a riddle)
(Tell us, oh, please tell us more)
Next the legend says, the children
Would leave hay in a wooden shoe
For the white horse he was riding
Now you have another clue
(You gave us a clue, you gave us a clue)
(About hay in a wooden shoe)
He has many another name
In many another far off land
But no matter what the language
Every child will understand
Well now, when you hang your stocking
He was why that all began
All the World has kept the custom
Of this kind and saintly man
(We've got it, we've got it, we just guessed the riddle)
(We know how it all began)
Yes, you know now 'twas Saint Nicholas
For giving gifts, he was the cause
Some have named him dear Kris Kringle
Others call him Santa Claus
And much like the sweet Dutch children
Would leave hay in a wooden shoe
Others leave some for the reindeer
And give presents too
(The riddle, the riddle, we guessed the riddle)
(The riddle of dear old Saint Nick)
The riddle of old Saint Nick
Zaterdag 11 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Lead A Band
I'd Rather Lead A Band
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and multiple other artists
I haven't ambitions for lofty positions
That wind up with the wealth of the land
I'll give you the throne that a king sat on
For just a small baton
Providing you included a band
If I could be the wealthy owner of a large industry
I would say, "Not for me"
I'd rather lead a band
If I could be a politician with a chance to dictate
I would say, "Let it wait"
I'd rather lead a band
My ev'ry care ceases
I'm rich as old Croesus
When I've got ten pieces
In hand
If I could have a millionairess with a whole flock of banks
I would just whisper "Thanks"
I'd rather lead a band
Give me a band, yes sir
And not a thing lesser
To be that professor
Is grand
If Josephine had left Napoleon and climbed in my lap
I'd say, "Go back to Nap"
I'd rather lead a band
A saxophone, a slide trombone
A bass fiddle and a drum
A guy at the piano who makes it hum
A violin, a clarinet
A hot trumpet and guitar
And me with the baton and there you are
Zaterdag 11 oktober 1980
Kick Out The Jams
Kick Out The Jams
Composer(s): Michael Davis; Wayne Kramer;
Fred "Sonic" Smith; Dennis Thompson; Rob Tyner
Performer(s): MC5; and various other artists
I'm gonna kick 'em out!
Well I feel pretty good and I guess that I could
Get crazy now baby
And we all got in tune when the dressing room
Got hazy now baby
I know how you want it child
Hot sweet and tight
The girls can't stand it when you're doin' it right
Let me up on the stands
And let me kick out the jams!
Kick out the jams
I have to kick 'em out!
Yes I'm starting to sweat, you know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
And the sound that abounds and resounds and rebounds
Off the ceiling
You gotta have it baby you can't do without
And when you get the feeling you got to sound it out
Put that mic in my hands
And let me kick out the jams!
Kick out the jams
I got to kick 'em out!
[solo]
So you got to get it up, you know you can't get enough
Miss MacKenzie
Well it gets in your brain and drives you insane
It's a frenzy
The wailing guitars, girl
And the crash of the drums
Make you wanna keep a-rockin 'til
Morning comes
Let me
Vrijdag 10 oktober 1980
Zigeunerjunge
Zigeunerjunge
((French Version: Tzigane (Dalida))
Composer(s): Hans Blum
Performer(s): Alexandra
Ich war noch ein Kind
da kamen Zigeuner
Zigeuner in unsere Stadt
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
kamen in uns're Stadt
Die Wagen so bunt, die Pferdchen so zottig
sie zogen die Wagen so schwer
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
und ich lief hinterher
immer nur hinterher
Dann kam der Abend, es wurde ein Feuer entfacht - la la la -
und die Zigeuner, sie haben getanzt und gelacht - la la la
Ein Zigeunerjunge, Zigeunerjunge
er spielte am Feuer Gitarre
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
und ich sah sein Gesicht
aber er sah mich nicht
Zigeunerjunge, Zigeunerjunge
er spielte am Feuer Gitarre
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
dann war das Feuer aus
und ich lief schnell nach Haus
Am anderen Tag konnt' ich nicht erwarten
die fremden Zigeuner zu sehn
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
aber ich dufrte nicht gehn
Die Wagen so bunt, die Pferdchen so zottig
es zog mich zurück an den Ort
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
und ich lief heimlich fort
und ich lief heimlich fort
Dann kam der Abend, ich fand die Zigeuner nicht mehr - la la la -
wo sie noch gestern gesungen, da war alles leer - la la la
Zigeunerjunge, Zigeunerjunge
wo bist du, wo sind eure Wagen?
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
doch es blieb alles leer
und mein Herz wurde schwer
Zigeunerjunge, Zigeunerjunge
wo bist du, wer kann es mir sagen?
- Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta tam tam ta tam -
doch es blieb alles leer
und ich weinte so sehr
Vrijdag 10 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Have Jesus
I'd Rather Have Jesus
Composer(s): Rhea F. Miller; George Beverly Shea
Performer(s): George Beverly Shea
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be His than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by His nail-pierced hand
Than to be the king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin's dread sway
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today
I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause
I'd rather be faithful to His dear 'cause
I'd rather have Jesus than worldwide fame
I'd rather be true to His holy name
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom
He's sweeter than honey from out the comb
He's all that my hungering spirit needs
I'd rather have Jesus and let Him lead ...
Vrijdag 10 oktober 1980
Kicks
Kicks
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weill
Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders;
and various other artists
Girl, you thought you found the answer
on that magic carpet ride last night
But when you wake up in the mornin'
the world still gets you uptight
Well, there's nothin' that you ain't tried
To fill the emptiness inside
But when you come back down, girl
Still ain't feelin' right
(And don't it seem like)
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late, girl
You better get straight
No, but not with kicks
You just need help, girl
Well you think you're gonna find yourself a little piece of paradise
But it ain't happened yet, so girl, you better think twice
Don't you see no matter what you do
You'll never run away from you
And if you keep on runnin'
You'll have to pay the price
(And don't it seem like)
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late, girl
You better get straight
[Instrumental Break]
No, you don't need kicks
To help you face the world each day
That road goes nowhere
I'm gonna help you find yourself another way
(And don't it seem like)
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
(Oh, you don't need kicks, girl)
And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind
(You just need help, girl)
Before you find out it's too late, girl
You better get straight
(And don't it seem like)
Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find
(Oh, you don't need kicks, girl)
And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind
(You just need help, girl)
Before you find out it's too late, girl
You better get straight
Donderdag 9 oktober 1980
Tzigane
Tzigane
((German Version: Zigeunerjunge (Alexandra))
Composer(s): Hans Blum - F. Gerald
Performer(s): Dalida
Sur tous les chemins
Qu'il pleuve ou qu'il vente
Je passe des jours et des nuits
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
C'est la vie que j'ai choisie
Et j'ai pour jardin
La plaine qui change sa robe
Au retour des saisons
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Pour y faire des moissons
Des moissons d'horizons
Moi je n'ai pas de maison et malgré tout je crois
Oui je crois
Que mon ami le Tzigane est un peu comme moi
Comme moi
Tzigane, Tzigane
Pareil à un oiseau de passage
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Toi tu es déjà loin
Quand revient
Le matin
Tzigane, Tzigane
Nous sommes du même voyage
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Sans peur des lendemains
Dans la main
Du destin
Parfois je me dis
Qu'à force de suivre les routes
Du monde au hasard
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
On ne va nulle part
Mais je ne crois pas
Qu'il y ait une ville
Où si je m'installais pour toujours
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Je trouverai un jour
Le bonheur et l'amour
Car tout au fond de moi-même
Je sais qu'il faudra
La, la, la,
Que celui que j'amerai soit un peu comme moi
Comme moi
Tzigane, Tzigane
Pareils aux oiseaux de passage
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Nous serons déjà loins
Aux lueurs du matin
Tzigane, Tzigane
Nous ferons le même voyage
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Sans peur des lendemains
Jusqu'au bout du chemin
La, la, la...
Tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam, tam
Sans peur des lendemains
Jusqu'au bout du chemin
La, la, la...
Donderdag 9 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Have A Bottle In Front Of Me (Than a Frontal Lobotomy)
I'd Rather Have A Bottle In Front Of Me (Than a Frontal Lobotomy)
Composer(s): Randy Hanzlick
Performer(s): Randy Hanzlick
Jimmy and I were brothers
We went down different paths
Jimmy always listened to my mother
And me, I never like to take a bath
As we grew and tumbled through adulthood
The pressure caused emotional drain
So now I'm slowly dying in the bottle
and Jimmy has to live with half a brain
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy
Just different ways to kill the pain the same
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane
Jimmy let his troubles drive him crazy
He never tried to drown it in a drink
I know that drinking makes my thinking hazy
But at least I still have brains enough to think
Jimmy's got a brain that isn't stable
He doesn't have the sense to say his name
I'm sorry that his doctor was unable
To remove the proper portion of his brain
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy
Just different ways to kill the pain the same
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane
Funny how the world works
People can be real jerks
Some prefer the tension over booze
Either way it ends the same
Hard to beat the living game
Might as well enjoy it while you lose
When I need a drink I start to shiver
And Jimmy always viewed it with concern
But I'd rather have cirrhosis of the liver
Than an intellect that's second to a fern
I wonder if old Jimmy's gonna hear it
When I tell him that his logic wasn't sound
They'll dose him up on lots of evil spirits
When they take him to the psychiatric grounds
Yes, me, I've got a bottle in front of me
And Jimmy has a frontal lobotomy
Just different ways to kill the pain the same
But I'd rather have a bottle in front of me
Than have to have a frontal lobotomy
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane
I might be drunk, but at least I'm not insane!
Donderdag 9 oktober 1980
Kid
Kid
Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde
Performer(s): The Pretenders; Ariel Aparicio;
Bandees; The Chubbies; Everything But The Girl
Kid what changed your mood
You've gone all sad so I feel sad too
I think I know some things we never outgrow
You think it's wrong
I can tell you do
How can I explain
When you don't want me to
Kid my only kid
You look so small you've gone so quiet
I know you know what I'm about
I won't deny it
But you forgive though you don't understand
You've turned your head
You've dropped by hand
All my sorrow, all my blues
All my sorrow
Shut the light, go away
Full of grace, you cover your face
Kid gracious kid
Your eyes are blue but you won't cry
I know angry tears are too dear
You won't let them go
Woensdag 8 oktober 1980
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Performer(s): The Weavers
and multiple other artists
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Can't you hear the music playing
In the city square
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Come where all our friends will find us
With the dancers there
Tzena, Tzena join the celebration
There'll be people there from every nation
Dawn will find us laughing in the sunlight
Dancing in the city square
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is playing
My heart's saying
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Can't you hear the music playing
In the city square
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Come where all our friends will find us
With the dancers there
Tzena, Tzena join the celebration
There'll be people there from every nation
Dawn will find us laughing in the sunlight
Dancing in the city square
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is playing
My heart's saying
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena join the celebration
There'll be people there from every nation
Dawn will find us laughing in the sunlight
Dancing in the city square
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is playing
My heart's saying
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is playing
My heart's saying
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is playing
My heart's saying
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Tzena, Tzena, Tzena
Woensdag 8 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Go Blind
I'd Rather Go Blind
Composer(s): Ellington Jordan; Billy Foster
First release by: Etta James - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Something told me it was over
When I saw you and her talking
Something deep down in my soul said cry girl
When I saw you and that girl walking
I would rather
I would rather go blind, boy
Than to see you walk away from me, child
So you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all I just don't
I just don't want to be free, no
I was just, I was just
I was just sitting here thinking
Of your kiss and your warm embrace
When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips, baby
Revealed the tears that was on my face
And
Baby, Baby, I'd rather be blind, boy
Than to see you walk away from me
Woensdag 8 oktober 1980
Kid Stuff
Kid Stuff
Composer(s): Jerry Crutchfield; Don Earl
Performer(s): Barbara Fairchild; Ralph Emery
I often think of younger days
A boy, a girl, and backyard play
I'd get hurt, you'd get your way
And they called it kid stuff
And though it mattered little then
The childish games you'd always win
Now the stakes are higher and it's no longer kid stuff
Kid stuff when I was little was sitting in the middle of a cotton candy world
But now my heart is saying 'this is no game we're playing'
For I can see I'm losing you to another world
I remember very well plans we made by a wishing well
And secret stuff we couldn't tell
Ain't that just like kid stuff?
And I always thought you'd be mine
At least until the end of time
I wore your ring that cost a dime
Happiness is kid stuff
Kid stuff when I was little was sitting in the middle of a cotton candy world
But now my heart is saying 'this is no game we're playing'
For I can see I'm losing you to another world
I'm losing you to another world
Dinsdag 7 oktober 1980
Tyger! Tyger!
Tyger! Tyger!
Composer(s): William Blake - Toni Tennille - Ron Thronson
Performer(s): Ann Mortifee
Tyger, tyger burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Tyger, tyger please beware
Of human creatures lurking there
Tyger, tyger burning bright
In the forests of the night
Did he smile his handiwork to see
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger, tyger please beware
Of human creatures lurking there
Tyger, tyger burning bright
Dinsdag 7 oktober 1980
I'd Rather Charleston
I'd Rather Charleston
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Desmond Carter
Performer(s): Fred & Adele Astaire
and multiple other artists
Fred:
I've seen for days that you've got
The ways that must be checked
In you I never can detect
The slightest signs of intellect
Your mad on dances, think of the chances you neglect
You never seem inclined to use your mind
And it's quite plain to see
That I'm the brains of the family
Fred:
Take a lesson from me
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Charleston?
Think of what you might be
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Charleston?
I'm disappointed in you and your ways
Adele:
I'm double-jointed
There's no sensation like syncopation
Fred:
Will you let me know why
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Charleston?
That's the sort of thing I would never do
So, leave it behind and give your mind to something new
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred: (Oh no), Charleston, Charleston with you
Fred:
Your way of living soon will be giving me a pain
You just repeat that same refrain
You use your feet and not your brain
Something has got you
I don't know what you hope to gain
And after all I've done
It's not much fun to have to have a Sister who's
Got her brain in her dancing shoes
Fred:
So, take a lesson from me
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Charleston?
When you're older you'll see
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Charleston?
The great improvements I looked for in you
Adele:
I like improvements
They make new plastic just like elastic
Fred:
Say, don't you ever keep cool
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred:
Oh no, that's the sort of thing silly people do
Hey, haven't you read what Lincoln said in sixty-two
Adele:
Ye-a-a-a-h-h-h!
Fred:
Well, what'd he say?
Adele:
I'd rather Charleston
Fred: (Oh no), Charleston, Charleston with you
Fred: Not me
Dinsdag 7 oktober 1980
Kiddio
Kiddio
Composer(s): Brook Benton; Clyde Otis
Performer(s): Brook Benton;
and various other artists
I told you, baby, how I feel
One word can close this deal
Baby, be my queen of hearts
Please gimme that love you've got
A-won'tcha say yes? Don'tcha say no?
Make me feel good, kiddio
Maybe I'm just wastin' time
Can't get you off my mind
You could make me feel so good
I know you could if you only would
A-won'tcha say yes? Don'tcha say no?
Make me feel good, kiddio
I wrote you a six-page letter
I called you on the phone
But you started talkin' 'bout the weather
Kiddio, don'tcha know that's wrong?
I can't stand this playin' 'round
Help me up, don't let me down
Kiss me baby, tell me so
If you love me, let me know
A-won'tcha say yes? Don'tcha say no?
Make me feel good, kiddio
I wrote you a six-page letter
I even called you on the phone
But you started talkin' 'bout the weather
Kiddio, don'tcha know that's wrong?
I can't stand this playin' 'round
Help me up, don't let me down
A-kiss me baby, tell me so
If you love me, let me know
A-won'tcha say yes? Don'tcha say no?
Make me feel good, kiddio
Make me feel so-oh-oh oh good, so, so good, kiddio
Maandag 6 oktober 1980
Two Women
