Maandag 14 juni 1999
Wings Of A Dove
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Wings Of A Dove
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Zondag 13 juni 1999
Before My Time
Before My Time
Composer(s): Dave Dudley
Performer(s): Dave Dudley
Yes I know that I'm about to lose you
'Cause someone else is always on your mind
Why must I have to give you up and give my heart up too
For a love that came along before my time
You say with me you think you've made a big mistake
Well good luck I hope your ending turns out fine
It's gonna hurt a long long time
That's the price I'll pay
For a love that came along before my time
Well please don't blame me if I stay in love with you
And while I'm alone, if I pretend that you're still mine
I can stand my loneliness if I know you're not blue
With a love that came along before my time
With a love that came along before my time
Zondag 13 juni 1999
Wings
Wings
Composer(s): Tim Buckley
Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Although you've spoken many times before
A sight of birth he leaves you by a door
And now you know he doesn't understand
And all you need is the warmth of his hand
And if he'd smile your loving blood would dance
One silent kiss leaves you in a trance
And now you know you cannot live alone
But you will find your future is unknown
One day the questions rise
On wings of chance you fly
And on that day your laughs and tears will die
And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies
And you will love when love comes your way
And when it comes there's nothing more to say
And now you know he doesn't understand
And now you know you don't need his hand
One day the questions die
On wings of chance you fly
Zaterdag 12 juni 1999
Artificial Rose
Artificial Rose
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
Performer(s): Jimmy C. Newman; Dave Dudley
The little waitress wore an artificial rose
I met her in a truckstop long ago
She brought my coffee with a smile and then sat down
And we started talking bout my wanderin' round
I recall the night I gave her that red rose
Just a little joke between us I suppose
But she laughed and tucked it in her golden hair
And from that day on she always wore it there
Never blooms never grows artificial rose
As time went out I got to know her well
Grew to love her but I knew I couldn't tell
About the other woman farther down the line
But she trusted me, said I was not that kind
Never blooms never grows artificial rose
One night when I had traveled many miles
I pulled in and thought I'd see her loving smile
But she only left a package tied in red
And inside a little tear stained note that read
She said I've found out now I return to you
This rose that I've been wearing like a fool
May your life be cold and lonely as can be
Like this artificial rose you gave to me
Never blooms never grows artificial rose
Zaterdag 12 juni 1999
De Allereerste Keer
De Allereerste Keer
Composer(s): Gianfranco Reverberi - Michele Scommegna - Peter Loland - Saro Leva - Sergio Bardotti
Performer(s): Rita Deneve
dit is de allereerste keer
dat ik de liefde tegenkwam
jij kuste mij en ‘k was verloren
nu staat mijn hart in vuur en vlam
dit is de allereerste keer
dat ik ontdek hoe liefde smaakt
‘k ben in jouw strikken nu gevangen
voor ik het wist was het te laat
jij kwam in mijn leven
zo onverwacht
jij lachte maar even
ik had nooit gedacht
dat jouw tovermacht
mij zo een schok zou kunnen geven
dit is de allereerste keer
‘k was nooit verliefd zoals op jou
ik loop al wakende te dromen
omdat ik zoveel van je hou
jij kwam in mijn leven
zo onverwacht
jij lachte maar even
ik had nooit gedacht
dat jouw tovermacht
mij zo een schok zou kunnen geven
dit is de allereerste keer
‘k was nooit verliefd zoals op jou
ik loop al wakende te dromen
omdat ik zoveel van je hou
dit is de allereerste keer
ja, 't is de allereerste keer
Vrijdag 11 juni 1999
Allez Vaï Marseille
Allez Vaï Marseille
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Marseille mon ami
Dès l'entrée à l'école
Avec toi j'ai appris
Que l'on a rien pour rien
Entre les coups de coeurs
Et ceux pris dans la gueule
Vaincu ou bien vainqueur
J'ai trouvé mon chemin
Marseille mes amours
Un peu tendre un peu brute
Tu as pétri mes jour
Et chassé mes complexes
En me jetant tout cru
Dans les bras de tes putes
Qu'ont le coeur et le cul
Comme la porte d'Aix
Allez vaï Marseille
À l'ombre ou au soleil
Bois ton pastis et chante
Ces refrains de Scotto
Qui t'habillaient si bien
Allez vaï Marseille
Va donner des conseils
Aux joueurs de pétanque
Parle fort, parle haut
Et conteste le point
Prends la voix de César
Prends le ton de Panisse
Et que Dieu te bénisse
De mentir avec art
Allez vaï Marseille
Ton ciel est sans pareil
Et ta mer abusive
Qui vient lécher tes rives
S'étirant au soleil
Marseille tu trafiques
Et vis de contrebande
Tu joues avec les flics
T'aimes les armes à feu
Tu te veux Chicago
Mais tu as le coeur tendre
Le plus mauvais mélo
Te met les larmes aux yeux
Marseille lâche-moi
Moi qui connais tes failles
Tu ne me trompes pas
Quand tu joues les malfrats
Ne fais pas le malin
Je sors de tes entrailles
J'ai tété à ton sein
Et j'ai joui dans tes bras
Allez vaï Marseille
A l'ombre ou au soleil
Bois ton pastis et chante
Ces refrains de Scotto
Qui t'habillaient si bien
Allez vaï Marseille
Va donner des conseils
Aux joueurs de pétanque
Parle fort, parle haut
Et conteste le point
Mais à l'heure où l'amour
Tel un vent de Provence
Mi-léger, mi-violent
Vient perturber tes jours
Allez vaï Marseille
Va courtisez Mireille
Elle t'attend brûlante
Et fais-lui des enfants
Qui auront ton accent
Marseille
Vrijdag 11 juni 1999
Alleen Is Maar Alleen
Alleen Is Maar Alleen
English Title: Lost Without Your Love
Performer(s): Rob de Nijs
Daar sta je dan alleen
Vrienden zeggen me, je komt er wel doorheen
Sinds je wegging weet ik niet meer wat ik doe
Ik leef niet meer, ik ben moe
Maar wat doet het er nog toe
Ik slaap haast niet meer 's nachts
Elke morgen naar kantoor om kwart voor acht
's avonds eten uit de diepvries, kant en klaar
De hond een brok tartaar
Mijn god was jij hier maar
Want alleen is maar alleen
Ik kan niet leven met die stilte om mij heen
Waar ik ga of waar ik sta of waar ik ben
Op straat of in de tram
Ik hoor overal je stem
En doof ik 's nachts het licht
Dan droom ik dat je naast me ligt
Okay, je bent nu vrij
Maar ben je echt zoveel vrijer dan bij mij?
Ook met hem wordt het leven op den duur een sleur
En wijst hij je dan de deur
Dan sta jij alleen
Want alleen is maar alleen
Soms vertel ik het de mensen om me heen
Kom terug voordat mijn wereld is vergaan
Ik smeek je, kijk mij aan
Wat heb ik je misdaan
Nee, hou je maar stil
Ik voel nu wel dat jij me nooit meer wil
Donderdag 10 juni 1999
Alley-Oop
Alley-Oop
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier
First release by: Dante & The Evergreens - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
(Oop-oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
There's a man in the funny papers we all know
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He lives 'way back a long time ago
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He don't eat nothin' but a bear cat stew
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Well, this cat's name is-a Alley-Oop
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He got a chauffeur that's a genuwine dinosawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
And he can knuckle your head before you count to fawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He got a big ugly club and a head fulla hairuh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like great big lions and grizzly bearuhs
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley-Oop) Wearin' clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive
(Look at that cave man go!!)
He rides thru the jungle tearin' limbs offa trees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Knockin' great big monstahs dead on their knees
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
The cats don't bug him cuz they know bettah
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Cuz he's a mean motah scootah and a bad go-gettah
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley-Oop) Wears clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive
(Look at that cave man go!!)
Thair he goes,
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Look at that cave man go
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He sure is hip ain't he
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like what's happening
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He's too much
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Ride, Daddy, ride
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Hi-yo dinosawruh
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Ride, Daddy, ride
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Get 'em, man
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Like--hipsville
(Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Donderdag 10 juni 1999
Wine, Women And Song
Wine, Women And Song
Composer(s): Johann Strauss
The night is young and love is new
The night will dring me close to you
The music playing sweet
My heart will skip a beat
To hold you in my arms tonight
Will fill my heart with great delight
Tonight's a night for love
It's love that I'm thinking of
Wine brings the rosiest glow
Wine makes your troubles all go
Wine warms the night desire
Exciting your mind with its fire
Then for spice, women really are nice
Soft music will melt the ice
Wine, loving women and song
You try it, you'll never go wrong
Find wine exciting and women inviting
Your troubles, like bubbles
Will vanish in song
Music and dancing, and wine and romancing
You might as well smile, you only live a while
Time is so fleeting, all problems repeating
You'll find yourself greeting
Each day with a frown
If you would beat it, a few things are needed
Just wine and fine women and a little song
Life's a game we must play
Ev'ry day of the year
Might as well play the game
With the best of good cheer
Vintage wine brings relief
From the cares of the day
Play it smart, cares depart
With a sparkling glass of wine
Glasses up, glasses up
Here's to happiness
Drink a toast, drink a toast
Drink to loveliness
Glasses up, live it up, now
Before time has flown
Gaily laugh, Gaily sing
Let your voices ring
You will find, sips of wine
Will contentment bring
Now's the time
Nothing can go wrong
Here's to wine, women and song
Woensdag 9 juni 1999
Alley Cat
Alley Cat
((Adapted from: Omkring Et Flygel (by Bent Fabricius-Bjerre) - 1961))
Composer(s): Bent Fabric
Performer(s): Chet Atkins - 1963
He goes on the prowl each night
Like an alley cat
Looking for some new delight
Like an alley cat
She can't trust him out of sight
There's no doubt of that
He just don't know wrong from right
Like an alley cat
He meets them
And loves them
And leaves them
Like that "Catsanova" does
That's no way to treat a pal
She should tell him "Scat!"
Aren't you sorry for that gal
And her alley cat?
He meets them
And loves them
And leaves them
Like that "Catsanova" does
He don't know what faithful means
There's no doubt of that
He's too busy makin' scenes
Like an alley cat
And that's the sad, sad tale of a lonesome quail
And her alley cat
Woensdag 9 juni 1999
Wine Me Up
Wine Me Up
Composer(s): Faron Young; Billy Deaton
Performer(s): Gary Allan;
and various other artists
I'm the center of attention in this bar room
'Cause I've got the biggest heartache of the year
And each night those swingin` doors reach out to me and draw me in
'Cause they know each night that I'll be back to wine me up again
Chorus:
Wine me up turn me on and watch me cry for you
Lately drinkin` warm red wine is all I want to do
I never know how tight I'll wine me up 'til I walk in
I don't care cause I'll be back to wine me up again
I'd like to thank the folks who raise the grapes way up in California
And I'm hopin this will be their biggest year
'Cause scarlet waters all that's left to keep me hangin on
That's why I'll try to wine me up each day and night next year
Dinsdag 8 juni 1999
Alles Kan Een Mens Gelukkig Maken
Alles Kan Een Mens Gelukkig Maken
Performer(s): René Froger
Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom
Geen idee, geen benul wat de smaak van honger is
Als ik geen zin heb om te koken
Dan loop ik even naar de markt voor een moot gebakken vis
Als ik morgen geen zin heb om te werken
Dan stel ik al het werk tot overmorgen uit
En als de kleuren van m'n huis me irriteren
Dan vraag ik of de buurman 't vandaag nog overspuit
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom
Geen idee, geen benul wat gebrek aan liefde is
Vandaag kocht ik m'n derde videorecorder
Van nu af aan is er dus geen proggramma dat ik mis
M'n vader en m'n moeder zijn nog allebei in leven
Dankzij hun heb ik een fijne jeugd gehad
En voordat jij en ik vanavond vroeg onder de wol gaan
Gaan we met z'n tweeën drie keer uitgebreid in bad
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken
Een zingende merel, de geur van de zee
Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken
De zon die doorbreekt, een vers kopje thee
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis
Een plek onder de zon
En altijd iemand in de buurt
Die van me houden kon
Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker
Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Dinsdag 8 juni 1999
Wine Into Water
Wine Into Water
Composer(s): T. Graham Brown; Bruce Burch; Ted Hewitt
Performer(s): T. Graham Brown;
and various other artists
You've heard a multitude of prayers on my behalf
I pray that one more is not too much to ask
I've tried to fight this battle by myself
But it's a war that I can't win without your help
Chorus:
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water
So many times I've hurt the ones I love
I pushed them to the edge of giving up
They've stood by me but how much can they stand
If I don't put this bottle in you hands
Chorus:
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water
I shook my fist at heaven for all the hell that I've been through
Now I'm beggin' for forgiveness and a miracle from you, cause
To-night I'm as low as any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned the water into wine
Now on my knees I'm turning to you father
Could you help me turn the wine back into water
Could you help me turn the wine back into water
Yeah, yeah
Maandag 7 juni 1999
Alles Im Liegen
Alles Im Liegen
Performer(s): Falco
Es schwingt sich ein die, die Monarchie
Die Kais'rin sie zeigt, ihr Knie wie nie
Das Kerzenlicht ein, Spiegel verbricht's
Außer der Krone, der Krone trägt sie nichts -
Die Tiefs im Hoch, im überwieg'n
Alles beim Alten von Alt-Wien bis hin nach Neu-Berlin
- Großberlin
Laß' ihre Hand
Deinem Herzen sieg'n
Die Positionen bleiben streng verschieg'n
Alles Im Liegen
Mit Puls im Bauch am
Am inner - Blues schwer drauf -
Die Zeremonienmeisterin klärt Dich auf -
Ihre Hände -
Messen dann dem Mann
Unter Bandagen -
Das Low-light Psychoprogramm -
Die Diagnose dann -
Suburban Partisan
Aber wann?
Wird ihre Hand
Nur Dein Herz besieg'n?
Und was SIE hergibt
Wird DIR wann verziehn?
Verlebt vom Leben, hat's auch alles schon gegeben
Vom Leben, was ist blieb'm?
Alles im Liegen - überblieb'n
Ihre Hände messen dann dem Mann...
Wird ihre Hand
Nur Dein Herz besieg'n?...
Maandag 7 juni 1999
Windy Night
Windy Night
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
When the angry sky, opens up its mouth
And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south
Close your windows and close all your doors
And pray for those men who fall upon rocky shores
And when the hungry road, points its finger at your heart
And say "Stranger follow me, I will show you where to start"
Well don't make a move, to the left or the right, or them
Hounds are gonna get you, send you running, screaming through
The stormy night
And one windy night, a flickering light
caught the eye of a passing angel as she was in flight
she came to the door, and there she saw a young soldier crying
as he lay dying from a wound of war
Then that angel of the Lord, took the form of a girl
And knelt by the boy and said "I will help you to that other world
Oh rest your weary soul, lay your head upon my shoulder
Press your trembling hand in mine until the night is over
For that Devil wants you, but you are a soldier
and with a friend by your side
there's no need to hide until the fight is over..."
Na na na na
oh Lord on this windy night
Na na na na
oh Lord on this windy night
So if you need help, on a windy night
be sure to leave a candle burning
so a friend can see the light
there may be a stranger come looking for you
and it may be an angel of the Lord come to bring you better news
On a windy night...
Na na na na
oh Lord on this windy night...
Oh hear me, hear me Lord
oh Lord, on my windy night...
Oh hear me Lord
oh Lord on my windy night
Zondag 6 juni 1999
Allergies
Allergies
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon
Maladies
Melodies
Allergies to dust and grain
Maladies
Remedies
Still these allergies remain
My hand can't touch a guitar string
My fingers just burn and ache
My head intercedes with my bodily needs
And my body won't give it a break
My heart can stand a disaster
My heart can take a disgrace
But my heart is allergic
To the women I love
And it's changing the shape of my face
Allergies
Allergies
Something's living on my skin
Doctor please
Doctor please
Open up it's me again
I go to a famous physician
I sleep in the local hotel
From what I can see of the people like me
We get better
But we never get well
So I ask myself this question
It's a question I often repeat
Where do allergies go
When it's after a show
And they want to get something to eat?
Allergies
Allergies
Something's living on my skin
Doctor please
Doctor please
Open up it's me again
Maladies
Melodies
Allergies to dust and grain
Maladies
Remedies
Still these allergies remain
Zondag 6 juni 1999
Windy City
Windy City
Composer(s): Sammy Fain; Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Doris Day
Boys, Chicagy's the biggest noise in Illinoise.....
Listen...
I just blew in from the windy city
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got, no sirree
They got shacks up to seven storeys
Never see any morning glories
But a step from our doorway
We got 'em fer free
They've got those minstrel shows
Purty ladies in the big chapeaus
Private lawns, public parks
For the sake of civic virtue
They've got fountains there that squirt you
I just blew in from the windy city
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got.
I'm telling you, boys,
We got more life in Deadwood city than in all of Illinois!
On the street was a dancin' feller
All dressed up in a suit of yeller
Aand the dance that he did there
Went somethin' like this...
Whistle! (whistling) More!
You shoulda seen me a-winder shopping
A-winder shopping with eyes a-poppin'
At the sights that you see there, yes sirree!
Press a bell and a moment later
Up you go in an elevator
Just as fast as a polecat a-climbin' a tree
I heard claim hundreds came
To a thing they call a baseball game!
Cigar stores, revolving doors
Men wear sideburns and they oughter
'Cause a haircut costs a quarter
I just blew in from the windy city,
The windy city is mighty purty
But they ain't got what we got.
I'm tellin' ya, boys
I ain't a-swappin' half of Deadwood for the whole of Illinois!
Zaterdag 5 juni 1999
Aller Simple Pour L'enfer
Aller Simple Pour L'enfer
Composer(s): Yves Duteil
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
On vend l'air pur des grands espaces
Au comptoir du tabac d'en face
Le Canyon du Colorado
Et nous on fume comme des idiots
Puisqu'on nous dit: "la drogue est douce"
Pourquoi chercher qui nous y pousse?
Et les mots nous anesthésient
Mieux que l'herbe de Colombie
L'aventure au bout du mégot
C'est le rêve au niveau zéro
Le bonheur au prix le plus cher
Un aller simple pour l'enfer
La musique a durci les mœurs
Le silence est au fond des cœurs
Et l'espérance est au rancart
Comme un vieux film un peu ringard
On t'a vendu la clé des songes
Pour que tu piques à des mensonges
En te parlant de liberté
C'était pour mieux t'emprisonner
Mais sans gardien ni mirador
Pour t'attacher quand tu t'endors
Loin de tes rêves et de tes peurs
Un gros boulet au fond du cœur
L'héroïne au bras du héros
C'est l'espoir au niveau zéro
Un aller simple pour l'enfer
Le retour est encore plus cher
La musique a durci les mœurs
L'amertume est au fond des cœurs
Et le futur est au rancart
Comme un vieux film un peu trop noir
Comment fait-on pour croire encore
En voyant l'envers du décor
Que ce monde aujourd'hui ressemble
À celui qu'on rêvait ensemble?
On se dit que la mort est douce
Sans trop chercher qui nous pousse
Et les mots nous anesthésient
Mieux que l'herbe de Birmanie
On arrive au bout du rouleau
Le moral au niveau zéro
Dans l'antichambre d'un enfer
Où l'on voyage en solitaire
La musique a durci les mœurs
Mais, pourtant, tout au fond des cœurs
Il reste encore un fol espoir
Comme à la fin dans les films un peu ringards
Zaterdag 5 juni 1999
Windy
Windy
Composer(s): Ruthann Friedman
Performer(s): The Association
Who's peekin' out from under a stairway
Calling a name that's lighter than air
Who's bending down to give me a rainbow
Everyone knows it's Windy
Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy
Everyone knows it's Windy
Everyone knows.....]
Vrijdag 4 juni 1999
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