Vrijdag 23 mei 1980
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Donderdag 22 mei 1980
Tulsa Queen
Tulsa Queen
Composer(s): Emmylou Harris - Rodney Crowell
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris
I heard the train
In the Tulsa night
Calling out my name
Looking for a fight
She's come a long, long way
Got a longer way to go
So tell me how a train from Tulsa
Has got a right to know
She sings a song
So sad and high
And the Tulsa Queen
Don't ever lie
And she don't care where she goes
Don't care where she's been
And the Tulsa Queen ain't crying
'Cause I won't see you again
Hey Hey Hey
And I want to ride
Like a Tulsa Queen
Calling out to you
As she calls to me
As far away from Tulsa
As these ten wheels can be
Lately I speak
Your name too loud
Each time it comes up
In a crowd
And I know it when I do
The Tulsa Queen and you
Are gone...
Donderdag 22 mei 1980
I Wasn't Born In Tennessee
I Wasn't Born In Tennessee
Composer(s): Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Chip Taylor
Got my four pedal streel player
Jimmy's got his fiddle makin' like it was his own world
Got them city hillbillies an' them green-eyed fillies
Lookin' up at me like I was Merle
An' if we can't fool 'em all the time
It's all right with me
'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong
An' I wasn't born in Tennessee
I was seven an' ten years an' hidin' my fears
Behind the sound of a steel guitar
Though the city was rockin', we was country
Sockin' it to 'em at a Mount Burnham bar
Them city folks, we was doin' our strokes
And that don't qualify me
I'll be back again, you remember then
That I wasn't born in Tennessee
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
An' we don't burn our draft cards down on main street, by golly
We like livin' right an' bein' free
I heard old Hag singin' about doin' his thing
An' I was proud of the things that he'd done
An' how them San Fran hippies an' them L.A. yippies
Ain't changin' that Okie none
But with every show, I see his sideburns grow
An' there's hair where his face used to be
An' in a year or so, you may never know
That I wasn't born in Tennessee
Pick it, John
I keep pushin' my ballpoint an' doin' a joint
Tryin' to get these words to rhyme
An' it'll be my pride if I can hide
My side of the Mason-Dixon line
But if that don't play your party
Honey, it's all right with me
'Cause I've got my dream waitin' just upstream
An' I wasn't born in Tennessee
Here we go
Got my four pedal streel player
Jimmy's got his fiddle makin' like it was his own world
Got them city hillbillies an' them green-eyed fillies
Lookin' up at me like I was Merle
An' if we can't fool 'em all the time
It's all right with me
'Cause it's still my song, ain't nothin' wrong
An' I wasn't born
(Wasn't born)
On a farm
(On a farm)
I never knew a horse I didn't wager on
I wasn't born in Tennessee
Donderdag 22 mei 1980
Ku-u-i-po
Ku-u-i-po
Composer(s): Perretii; Luigi Creatore; Weiss
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Ku-u-i-po I love you more today
More today than yesterday
But I love you less today
Less than I will tomorrow
See the sweet Hawaiian rose
See it blossom see it grow
That's the story of our love
Ever since we said hello
As the years go passing by
We'll recall our wedding day
I will be there by your side
You will always hear me say
Ku-u-i-po, you're my Hawaiian sweetheart
Woensdag 21 mei 1980
Tulpen Uit Amsterdam
Tulpen Uit Amsterdam
Composer(s): Ralf Arnie - E. Neumann Bader - Fransen - van Aleda
Performer(s): De Havenzangers
Als de lente komt, dan stuur ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam
Als de lente komt, pluk ik voor jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam
Als ik wederkom, dan breng ik jou: Tulpen uit Amsterdam
Duizend gele, duizend rooie
Wensen jou het allermooiste!
Wat mijn mond niet zeggen kan
Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam
Zeggen tulpen uit Amsterdam!
Woensdag 21 mei 1980
I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water
I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water
French Title: Je Me Suis Lavé Les Mains Dans Une Eau Sale - 1966
Composer(s): Joe Babcock
First release by: Stonewall Jackson - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
I was born in Macon, Georgia
They kept my Daddy in the Macon jail
He said, Son, if you keep your hands clean, uh huh
You wont hear those bloodhounds on your trail
I fell in with bad companions
I robbed a man up in Tennessee
And I got caught way up in Nashville, uh huh now
And they locked me up and threw away the key
I washed my hands in muddy water
I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
I asked the jailer, said Whens my time up?
He said Son, you know we wont forget
And if you try and just keep your hands clean, uh huh
Why we may just make a good man of you yet
But I didnt wait to get my time in
I broke down, broke out the Nashville jail
I just crossed Atlanta, Georgia, oh now
And I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail
I washed my hands in muddy water
I washed my hands, but they didnt come clean
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
Woensdag 21 mei 1980
Kyrie (Gilbert Bécaud)
Kyrie
Composer(s): Louis Amade; Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
La petite sœur du Carmel
Part en voyage vers le ciel
Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
La plus jeune et la plus jolie
De la pauvre communauté
Dieu vient de rappeler Sœur Marie
Kyrié, kyrié
O ma Petite Sœur
Comme je t'aimais!
Et maintenant tu es morte
Je t'aimais tellement, tellement
Et moi dans mon miserere
Kyrié, kyrié
Je prie pour celle que j'aimais
Je pleure celle que j'aimais
Dinsdag 20 mei 1980
Tulips From Amsterdam
Tulips From Amsterdam
Performer(s): Max Bygraves
When it's Spring again I'll bring again
Tulips from Amsterdam
With a heart thats true I'll give to you
Tulips from Amsterdam
I can't wait until the day you fill
These eager arms of mine
Like the windmill keeps on turning
That's how my heart keeps on yearning
For the day I know we can share these
Tulips from Amsterdam
When it's Spring again I'll bring again
Tulips from Amsterdam
With a heart thats true I'll give to you
Tulips from Amsterdam
I can't wait until the day you fill
These eager arms of mine
Like the windmill keeps on turning
That's how my heart keeps on yearning
For the day I know we can share these
Tulips from Amsterdam
Share these tulips from Amsterdam
Dinsdag 20 mei 1980
Please Mr. Brown
Please Mr. Brown
Composer(s): Gene DePaul; Don Raye
Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan
Please Mr. Brown
Take it easy you’re spoiling my gown
Oh I know music brings out that yearning
But right now you’re learning to tango
Please Mr. Jones
Not so tight you are crushing my bones
I’ll just bet you’re an expert on wooing
But right now we’re doing a tango
You boys, in spite of all the dancing lessons you bought
Out on the dance floor, have but one school of thought
And that is anything but what my dancing teacher taught
Please Mr. Smith
It’s a lady that you’re dancing with
There’s a time and a place for romancing
But not while we’re dancing the tango
Now you guys are just a bunch of wolves in ivy league clothes
Think as long as music’s playing anything goes
No one who wants a fellow wants a slow one
But I’m a gal who wants to know one
Who knows what every lady knows
Please Mr. Smith
It’s a lady that you’re dancing with
There’s a time and a place for romancing
But not while we’re dancing
The tango
Dinsdag 20 mei 1980
Kyrie (Mr. Mister)
Kyrie
Composer(s): Steve George; Lang; Page
Performer(s): Mr. Mister
The wind blows hard against this mountainside
Across the sea into my soul
It reaches in to where I cannot hide
Setting my feet upon the road
My heart is old it holds my memories
My body burns a gemlike flame
Somewhere between the soul & soft machine
Is where I find myself again
Kyrie Eleison
Down the road that I must travel
Kyrie Eleison
Through the darkness of the night
Kyrie Eleison
Where I'm going will you follow
Kyrie Eleison
On a highway in the light
When I was young I thought of growing old
Of what my life would mean to me
Would I have followed down my chosen road
Or only wished what I could be
Maandag 19 mei 1980
Tulips And Heather
Tulips And Heather
Composer(s): Milton Carson
Performer(s): Perry Como
and multiple other artists
The spray of tulips and heather tied up together
I sent my love today
A spray of tulips and heather, asking her whether
Love’s dream had gone astray
For there’s a meaning to all the flowers
They tell the story that never lies
This purple heather means lonely hours
And tulips weep for a love that dies
And so I pray when they reach you
If they can teach you all that is in my heart
My spray of tulips and heather bring us together
Never again to part
(For there’s a meaning)
My tulips and heather
(To all the flowers)
Are tied up together
(They tell you a story)
They tell you a tale
That never lies
(This purple heather)
This beautiful heather
(Means lonely hours)
Means lonely forever
(And tulips weep for)
These tulips convey
A love that dies
And so I pray when they reach you
If they can teach you all that is in my heart
My spray of tulips and heather bring us together
Never again to part
My darling, never again to part
Maandag 19 mei 1980
I Was Wrong
I Was Wrong
Composer(s): Graham Parker
Performer(s): Graham Parker
I dreamed I was someone special In another life
They gave me my fifteen minutes Then they pulled the knife
It was just another deal It was just another reel
On a tape that keeps on turning In the dark in another world
I thought I was right I was wrong
I thought I had something I was wrong
I must have been dreaming All along
I was wrong I was wrong
I had been replaced By a man who had no face
And who could not be traced To an address Just a better place
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh oh
I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong
Maandag 19 mei 1980
Keep It A Secret
Keep It A Secret
Composer(s): Jessie Mae Robinson
First release by: Slim Whitman - 1952
Covered by multiple other artists
If you see my darlin' with somebody new
Keep it a secret whatever you do
Why should you tell me and break my poor heart
Then foolish pride would just drive us apart
If you see my darlin' in some rendezvous
Painting the town with a boy she once knew
Pay no attention and just let it be
But keep it a secret from me
If you see my darlin' in some rendezvous
Painting the town with a boy she once knew
Pay no attention and just let it be
But keep it a secret from me
Zondag 18 mei 1980
Tulip Time In Sing Sing
Tulip Time In Sing Sing
Composer(s): Jerome Kern - P.G. Wodehouse
Performer(s): Merwin Goldsmith
Up the river there's a college
Which authorities acknowledge
Is a cosy sort of place to go and dwell
And with joy each student chortles
As he passes through its portals
And the faculty conducts him to his cell
How I wish that there I'd waited
Wish I'd never graduated
For the memory of those days still stirs me so
And the birdies every Spring sing
"Aren't you coming back to Sing Sing
Where you used to be so happy long ago"
When it's tulip time in Sing Sing
Oh, it's there that I would be
There are gentle hearts in Sing Sing
Watching and yearning for me
Oh, I wish that I was back
With a rock or two to crack
With my pals of the class of ninety-nine
And I miss the peace and quiet
And the simple, wholesome diet
Of that dear, old-fashioned prison of mine!
Oh, I'd give a lot to go there
Life was never dull or slow there
Every night there was a concert or a hop
Or I'd sit discussing Coué
With my old pal Bat-eared Louie,
Quite the nicest man who ever slugged a cop
We were just a band of brothers
Each as good as all the others
As the humblest sort of sneak thief you might rank,
But when you'd been there a week, well
You were treated as an equal
By the high and mighty swells who'd robbed a bank
When it's tulip time in Sing Sing
Oh, it's there that I would be
There are gentle hearts in Sing Sing
Watching and yearning for me
Oh, there's no place like home
And I'm tired of having to roam
Through the world with its women and its wine
So just bob my hair and shove me
Where I know the warders love me
In that dear old-fashioned prison of mine!
Zondag 18 mei 1980
I Was Warned
I Was Warned
Composer(s): Robert Cray; Dennis Walker
Performer(s): Robert Cray
Oh, I was warned about her love
But like a fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
The more people talked about her
The more I had to see
I had to find out for myself
What could she do for me
Her lips were so inviting
Her hands soft to touch
After just one kiss
I knew I was out of luck
From then on I was hers to control
And knowing that, she robbed me
Of my heart and robbed me of my soul
Oh I was warned about her love
And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
From then on I was hers to control
And knowing that she robbed me of my heart
And robbed me of my soul, yeah
Oh I was warned about her love
But like a fool I went on
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
She had a left hand filled with diamonds
And the other filled with lies
She saw right through me
There was no p[lace to hide
Now I've finally learned my lesson
But you'll never tell
the pain her love left me
I hide so well
I go on day by day in fear
And knowing that I'll never, never love again
Only brings tears
Oh I was warned about her love
And I'll have to stay strong
Whether they're right or they're wrong
At least the mystery is gone
Whether they're right or wrong
At least the mystery is gone
I was warned about her love
Zondag 18 mei 1980
Kaiser Bill
Kaiser Bill
From "Oh! What A Lovely War"
(Tune: 'Pop goes the Weasel')
Kaiser Bill is feeling ill
The Crown Prince, he's gone barmy
We don't give a cluck for old von Fluck
And all his bleeding army
Zaterdag 17 mei 1980
Tulane
Tulane
Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Eugene West
First release: Chuck Berry - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop
Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop
Everything was clickin' and the business was good
'Til one day, lo and behold, an officer stood
Johnny jumped the counter but he stumbled and fell
But Tulane made it over Johnny as he yelled
Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on
Go by your father's house and tell him business is slow
And see if he will loan us something, soon as he hits the dough
Put the cat out in the hall and rumple up the room
Go by Doctor Keller's, tell him you swallowed some perfume
Tell him we need him quick, 'cuz he may have to testify
That you been sick all day and that's a perfect alibi
Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on
Go, let Danny drive in case you run into the Man
Back by the shop and git the stuff and hide it in the van
Go back by your father's, get the money for the bail
And bring it down and bail me out this rotten, funky jail
We gotta get a lawyer in the click of politics
Somebody who can win the thing or get the thing fix
Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he's laggin' behind
Go 'head on, Tulane go head on
Go Tulane
Zaterdag 17 mei 1980
I Was Seeing Nellie Home
I Was Seeing Nellie Home (aka "When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home" or "Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party"
Composer(s): John Fletcher; Frances Kyle
Performer(s): The Sons Of The Pioneers
and multiple other artists
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight fell
Hush'd the sound of daylight bustle
Closed the pink eyed pimpernell
As adown the moss grown wood path
Where the cattle love to roam
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
When the autumn tinged the greenwood
Turning all its leaves to the gold
In the lawn by elders shaded
I my love to Nellie told
As we stood together gazing
On the star bespangled dome
How I blessed the august evening
When I saw sweet Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
White hairs mingled with my tresses
Furrows steal upon my brow
But a love smile cheers and blesses
Life's declining moments now
Matron in the snowy kerchief
Closer to my bosom come
Tell me do'st thou still remember
When I saw sweet Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
Zaterdag 17 mei 1980
El Necio
El Necio
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
and multiple other artists
Para no hacer de mi ícono pedazos
para salvarme entre únicos e impares
para cederme un lugar en su Parnaso
para darme un rinconcito en sus altares
me vienen a convidar a arrepentirme
me vienen a convidar a que no pierda
mi vienen a convidar a indefinirme
me vienen a convidar a tanta mierda
Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví
Yo quiero seguir jugando a lo perdido
yo quiero ser a la zurda más que diestro
yo quiero hacer un congreso del unido
yo quiero rezar a fondo un hijonuestro
Dirán que pasó de moda la locura
dirán que la gente es mala y no merece
más yo seguiré soñando travesuras
(acaso multiplicar panes y peces)
Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví
Dicen que me arrastrarán po sobre rocas
cuando la Revolución se venga abajo
que machacarán mis manos y mi boca
que me arrancarán los ojos y el badajo
Será que la necedad parió conmigo
la necedad de lo que hoy result anecio
la necedad de asumir al enemigo
la necedad de vivir sin tener precio
Yo no se lo que es el destino
caminando fui lo que fui
Allá Dios, que será divino
Yo me muero como viví
Vrijdag 16 mei 1980
Tug Of War
