Zondag 8 december 2002
Don't Do Me Like That
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Don't Do Me Like That
Composer(s): Tom Petty
First release by: Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers - 1979
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Zaterdag 7 december 2002
Aussi Vivant
Aussi Vivant
Composer(s): Carla Bruni - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Sans vouloir vraiment
Sans intention
Sans poser l'ombre d'une question
Comme en passant
Sans qu'il soit trop tard
Sans déraison
Sans s'inquiéter de n'pas savoir
Sans se dire non
Se laisser glisser très tendrement
Se chavirer tout simplement
Le corps brûlant
Rien de la vie
Rien ne me laisse
Aussi vivant
Aussi vivant
Sans se dire pourquoi
Et sans comment
Sans s'envelopper de faux-semblants
Et sans contrat
Se laisser aimer très doucement
Et s'emmêler obstinément
À leurs tourments
Rien de la vie
Rien ne me laisse
Aussi vivant
Aussi vivant
Se laisser glisser très tendrement
Se chavirer tout simplement
Se laisser aimer très doucement
Et s'emmêler obstinément
Sans vouloir toujours tellement frémir
Sans se convaincre de l'amour sans s'éblouir
Se serrer tout contre cet instant
Se laisser jouer tout simplement
Comme des enfants
Rien de la vie
Rien ne me laisse
Aussi vivant
Aussi vivant
Rien de la vie
Vaut qu'on se lasse
D'être vivant
Se laisser glisser très tendrement
Se chavirer tout simplement
Se laisser aimer très doucement
Et s'emmêler obstinément
Zaterdag 7 december 2002
Don't Do It
Don't Do It
Composer(s): Johnny Burnette
Performer(s): Johnny Burnette
If I had a girl that loved me
Just as much as she loves you
I'd stay in her arms every doggone day
And never would be untrue
You can't win (you can't win)
Don't do it, my friend
Well you told her lies and alibis
You tried to make her think you care
But when she wants the little bit of love you promised
She can't find it anywhere
You can't win (you can't win)
Don't do it, my friend
One of these days you're gonna find yourself
All alone and oh so blue
Don't come to me for sympathy
'Cause it'll be too late
There won't be a thing I can do for you
Well you'd better take her in your lovin' arms
And tell her that you're so ashamed
Don't try to be smart and break her heart
'Cause you're gonna play a loser's game
You can't win (you can't win)
Don't do it, my friend
One of these days you're gonna find yourself
All alone and oh so blue
Don't come to me for sympathy
'Cause it'll be too late
There won't be a thing I can do for you
Well you'd better take her in your lovin' arms
And tell her that you're so ashamed
Don't try to be smart and break her heart
'Cause you're gonna play a loser's game
You can't win (you can't win)
Don't do it, my friend
(repeat):
You can't win (you can't win)
Don't do it, my friend
Vrijdag 6 december 2002
Aussi Dur Que Du Bois
Aussi Dur Que Du Bois
((Adapted from: Knock On Wood (by Eddie Floyd) - 1966))
Composer(s): Eddie Floyd - Steve Cropper - Georges Aber
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1967
Quand j'étais enfant on disait
Que j'étais un vaurien
Et je traînais
Dans les rues tout le temps
Avec les mêmes copains
Oui, je m'en souviens
On se cognait, frappait
J'avais la tête aussi dure
Aussi dure que du bois
Je crois
Plus tard dans la vie
J'ai donné
Mon amour aux filles
Quel temps perdu
À les aimer pour rien
Tous mes ennuis, chagrins
Oui, je m'en souviens
Et j'ai souffert l'enfer
Et j'ai le cœur aussi dur
Aussi dur que du bois
Je crois
Je cherche encore un amour
Qui peux tout sauver
Amour d'un jour
J'en ai plus qu'assez
Ils m'ont fait du mal
Le voilà mon secret
Ne cherchez pas pourquoi
Si j'ai le cœur aussi dur
Aussi dur que du bois
C'est ça
Aussi dur que du bois
C'est ça
Aussi dur que du bois
Aussi dur, dur, dur que du bois
Aussi dur que du bois...
Vrijdag 6 december 2002
Don't Dilly Dally On The Way
Don't Dilly Dally On The Way ((aka My Old Man (Said Follow The Van))
Composer(s): Charles Collins - Fred W. Leigh
Performer(s): Mary Lloyd
We had to move away
'Cos the rent we couldn't pay
The moving van came round just after dark
There was me and my old man
Shoving things inside the van
Which we'd often done before, let me remark
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that's a fact
And we got inside all that we could get inside
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back
Till there wasn't any room for me to ride
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
And you can't trust a "Special"
Like the old-time copper
When you can't find your way home
I gave a helping hand
With the marble wash hand-stand
And straight, we wasn't getting on so bad
All at once, the car-man bloke
Had an accident and broke
Well, the nicest bit of china that we had
You'll understand, of course
I was cross about the loss
Same as any other human woman would
But I soon got over that
What with "two out" and a chat
'Cos it's little things like that what does you good
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
Oh! I'm in such a mess
I don't know the new address
Don't even know the blessed neighbourhood
And I feel as if I might
Have to stay out here all night
And that ain't a goin' to do me any good
I don't make no complaint
But I'm coming over faint
What I want now's a good substantial feed
And I sort 'o kind 'o feel
If I don't soon have a meal
I shall have to rob the linnet of its seed!
My old man said: "Foller the van
And don't dilly-dally on the way"
Off went the van wiv me 'ome packed in it
I walked be'ind wiv me old cock linnet
But I dillied and dallied
Dallied and dillied
Lost me way and don't know where to roam
Donderdag 5 december 2002
Ausencia
Ausencia
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Me duelen las sombras que ocultan el alma
si el alma es la mente y la sombra, distancia
Me duele la ausencia de mentes más claras
que nunca por claras tuvieron morada
Donderdag 5 december 2002
Don't Cry Wolf
Don't Cry Wolf
Composer(s): Brian James
Performer(s): The Damned
You don't have to listen
To what your parents say
They don't understand us
Their laws we don't obey
You can wear what you want
There ain't no uniform
Go where you want to go
Don't stay locked at home
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
You stand stand around now
Looking like fools
But there's a lot you could do
There ain't no rules
No point in getting bored
That won't help if you fail
So come and have some fun now
Help us smash it all
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
It's no good for you kids
Being told what to do
There's a lot of kicks for you
If you find something new
You don't have to listen
To what your parents say
They don't understand us
Their laws we don't obey
You can wear what you want
And there ain't no uniform
Go where you want to go
Don't stay at home
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
Don't be a fool
Don't cry wolf
Woensdag 4 december 2002
Aurore
Aurore
Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat
First release by: Pierre Rapsat - 1992
Il y a dans les yeux d'Aurore
À l'encre des années écrites sur un livre d'or
Toute une histoire qui brille
C'est tout simplement sa vie
Et les souvenirs
Que je peux lire
Vous emmène danser
Dans son passé
Danse, danse, dansait Aurore
Avec ton fiancé
Danse, danse, dansait Aurore
Et vive les mariés
Mais il y a dans les yeux d'Aurore
Elle et ses enfants qui fuirent l'Espagne à l'aurore
Ils sont venus lui prendre
Celui qu'elle aime, Franco
Sombre souvenir
Que je peux lire
Gravé dans le passé
Dans son passé
Danse, danse, dansait l'Aurore
C'est la fin de l'été
Danse, danse, dansait l'Aurore
Elle n'a plus jamais dansé
L'histoire est souvent cruelle
Elle a quitté le soleil
Pour arriver dans ce plat pays
Pour que ses enfants grandissent ici
Pour que les siens survivent
Pour qu'un jour je puisse lui dire
En 1900 est né quelqu'un d'épatant
Et même si longtemps elle est restée belle
Elle est à jamais fidèle
Aux souvenirs
Qui l'emmènent danser dans son passé
Danse, danse, danse Aurore
Avec ton fiancé
Danse, danse, danse Aurore
Et vive les mariés
Danse, danse, danse Aurore
Et vive les mariés
Woensdag 4 december 2002
Don't Cry Out Loud
Don't Cry Out Loud
Composer(s): Peter Allen - Carole Bayer Sager
First release by: Peter Allen - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
Baby cried the day the circus came to town
'Cause she didn't want parades just passin' by her
So she painted on a smile and took up with some clown
While she danced without a net upon the wire
I know a lot about 'er 'cause, you see
Baby is an awful lot like me
Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside, learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost had it all
Baby saw that when they pulled that big top down
They left behind her dreams among the litter
The different kind of love she thought she'd found
There was nothin' left but sawdust and some glitter
But baby can't be broken 'cause you see
She had the finest teacher-that was me-I told 'er
Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside and learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost had it all
Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside and learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost made it
Don't cry out loud
Just keep it inside and learn how to hide your feelings
Fly high and proud
And if you should fall, remember you almost had it all
Dinsdag 3 december 2002
Aurora Borie Alice
Aurora Borie Alice
Composer(s): Walter Peirson Jr. - Samuel K. Stinger Jr.
Little Eskimo, in your house of snow
Way up by the Polar Sea
Yet there is no light the long Artic night
And I must soon go away
Sweet Aurora Borie Alice
In your snowy crystal palace
There's no girl in all the world compares to you
And although your skin is yellow
Yet I want to be your fellow
Underneath I know your heart is true
Dinsdag 3 december 2002
Don't Cry Joni
Don't Cry Joni
Composer(s): Conway Twitty
Performer(s): Conway Twitty & Joni Lee
Joni was the girl who lived next door
I've known her, I guess, ten years or more
Joni wrote me a note one day
And this is what she had to say
Joni:
(Jimmy, please say you'll wait for me)
(I'll grow up someday you'll see)
(Saving all my kisses just for you)
(Signed with love forever true)
Slowly I read her note once more
I went over to the house next door
Her teardrops fell like rain that day
When I told Joni what I had to say
Joni, Joni please don't cry
You'll forget me by and by
You're just fifteen, I'm twenty-two
And Joni, I just can't wait for you
Soon I left our little home town
Got me a job and tried to settle down
But those words kept haunting my memory
The words that Joni wrote to me
Joni:
(Jimmy, please say you'll wait for me)
(I'll grow up someday you'll see)
(Saving all my kisses just for you)
(Signed with love forever true)
I packed my clothes and I caught a plane
I had to see Joni, I had to explain
How my heart was filled with her memory
And ask my Joni if she'd marry me
I ran all the way to the house next door
But things weren't like they were before
My teardrops fell like rain that day
When I heard what Joni had to say
Joni:
(Jimmy, Jimmy please don't cry)
(You'll forget me by and by)
(It's been five years since you've been gone)
(And Jimmy, I married your best friend John)
Maandag 2 december 2002
Auprès De Mon Arbre
Auprès De Mon Arbre
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
First release by: Georges Brassens
J'ai plaqué mon chêne
Comme un saligaud
Mon copain le chêne
Mon alter ego
On était du même bois
Un peu rustique un peu brut
Dont on fait n'importe quoi
Sauf naturell'ment les flûtes
J'ai maint'nant des frênes
Des arbres de judée
Tous de bonne graine
De haute futaie
Mais toi, tu manque à l'appel
Ma vieille branche de campagne
Mon seul arbre de Noël
Mon mât de cocagne
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Je suis un pauvr' type
J'aurais plus de joie
J'ai jeté ma pipe
Ma vieill' pipe en bois
Qu'avait fumé sans s' fâcher
Sans jamais m'brûlé la lippe
L'tabac d'la vache enragée
Dans sa bonn' vieill' têt' de pipe
J'ai des pip's d'écume
Ornées de fleurons
De ces pip's qu'on fume
En levant le front
Mais j'retrouv'rai plus ma foi
Dans mon cœur ni sur ma lippe
Le goût d'ma vieill' pipe en bois
Sacré nom d'un' pipe
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Le surnom d'infâme
Me va comme un gant
D'avecques ma femme
J'ai foutu le camp
Parc' que depuis tant d'années
C'était pas un' sinécure
De lui voir tout l'temps le nez
Au milieu de la figure
Je bas la campagne
Pour dénicher la
Nouvelle compagne
Valant celles-là
Qui, bien sûr, laissait beaucoup
Trop de pierr's dans les lentilles
Mais se pendait à mon cou
Quand j'perdais mes billes
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
J'avais un' mansarde
Pour tout logement
Avec des lézardes
Sur le firmament
Je l'savais par cœur depuis
Et pour un baiser la course
J'emmenais mes bell's de nuits
Faire un tour sur la grande ourse
J'habit' plus d' mansarde
Il peut désormais
Tomber des hall'bardes
Je m'en bats l'œil mais
Mais si quelqu'un monte aux cieux
Moins que moi j'y paie des prunes
Y a cent sept ans qui dit mieux
Qu' j'ai pas vu la lune
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Maandag 2 december 2002
Don't Cry Joe (Let Her Go, Let Her Go, Let Her Go)
Don't Cry Joe (Let Her Go, Let Her Go, Let Her Go)
Composer(s): Joe Marsala
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
You got to realise this is the wind-up
You're gonna feel much better once you make your mind up
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
So you lost your gal, it's happened many times before
So you sit and mope like a dope, what's that good for
Get a hold of yourself, forget her, you lived long before you met her
There're lots of other girls, so I say
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
You got to realise this is the wind-up
You'll feel much better once you make your mind up
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Take a look around and see just what you're missing
You'd soon forget your troubles if you'd only listen
So don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, Joe, let her go
Just turn your big brown eyes in her direction
You'll find the one that loves you has a real affection for you
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Listen to me, Joe
Let her go
Zondag 1 december 2002
Auprès De Ma Tombe
Auprès De Ma Tombe
Composer(s): Michel Sardou
Performer(s): Michel Sardou
Au soir de notre amour
Quand tu seras bien vieille
Et quand j'aurai aussi
Des rides autour des yeux
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De ne plus faire l'amour
Au soir de notre vie
Quand nous serons deux ombres
Et quand nos corps flétris
S'endormiront encore
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De te vouloir encore
Et quand, les mains croisées
Je serai seul et sombre
A compter les années
Que je n'ai pas dormi
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai surtout
De ne plus être un homme...
Un homme
Zondag 1 december 2002
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Tim Rice
First release by: Julie Covington - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - La Chanson D'Evita (Petula Clark)
1977 - Non Pianger Più Argentina (Milva)
1996 - Non Piangere Per Me Argentina (Madonna)
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Could'nt stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying ev'rything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me
To know that ev'ry word is true
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep my distance
Zaterdag 30 november 2002
Auprès De Ma Blonde
Auprès De Ma Blonde
(Traditional)
Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris
Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris
Tous les oiseaux du monde
Vont y faire leurs nids ...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
Et la blanche colombe
Qui chante jour et nuit...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari
Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari
C'est pas pour moi qu'elle chante
Car Jean étai t un joli...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
"Que donneriez-vous, belle
Pour voir votre mari? ... "
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Le royaume de mon père
Celui de ma mère aussi ...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Zaterdag 30 november 2002
Don't Cry Daddy
Don't Cry Daddy
Composer(s): Mac Davis
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
My pillow still wet
From last night tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying but
And ringing in my ears
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It's true, but somehow
It just don't seem right
'Cause ev'ry time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
I wonder will it be the same tonight
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Vrijdag 29 november 2002
Auntie Maggie's Remedy
Auntie Maggie's Remedy
Composer(s): George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
and multiple other artists
Now there’s all sorts of medicines that you can buy
No matter what ailment you’ve got
But I know a special one you ought to try
You’ll find it’s the best of the lot
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
If you set your alarm clock for eight in the morning
You’re bound to wake up I’ll agree
But I’ll bet you by heaven, you’ll wake up at seven
With my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
In a young lady’s bedroom I went by mistake
My intentions were honest you see
She shouted with laughter, "I know what you’re after
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Oh my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Now when the baby starts crying, there’s always a reason
And if you inspect him you’ll see
The poor little chappy has covered his nappy
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Now I went to a doctor, I wasn’t too well
And he made me lie on a settee
He said "There’s trouble brewing, you’ve been overdoing
Your Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Now I know a girl who was putting on weight
In a spot where it just shouldn’t be
So I said to Nellie, "Now you rub your (–Pause-)
Ankle, with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Now one day at the races, the horse that I backed
Could have won it was easy to see
But the trainer said after, it would have run faster
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy – inside it’s nosebag
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Vrijdag 29 november 2002
Don't Cry Blue
Don't Cry Blue
Composer(s): Malcolm McKinney
Performer(s): Jonathan Edwards; The Lonesome River Band
I heard them engines runnin'
On the road away from home
Sound like thunder callin' out my name
Well I listened hard the first time
That I heard 'em roll along
I listened and I'd never been the same
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
A highway's just a two lane road
Connecting either way
Oh, I've seen enough of this end for awhile
But I've got to go the distance
Till I know I've seen a change
I've got to know the feel of every mile
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
Don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
When my head is achin'
Full of everywhere I've been
Oh, I've turned my face around the other way
Well, I'll meet you at the mailbox
Read you all my cards
Tell you what I really meant to say
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue, don't cry
Donderdag 28 november 2002
Aunt Polly's Soliloquy
