Maandag 1 september 2008
Brussel (Liliane Saint-Pierre)
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Zondag 31 augustus 2008
C'était Trop Beau
C'était Trop Beau
((Adapted from: Baby Don't Go (Sonny & Cher) - 1964))
Composer(s): Sonny Bono - Georges Aber
Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan - 1965
C'était trop beau
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
On doit fermer sa porte
Oublier le passé
Le temps des amours mortes un jour
Qui m'ont tant fait pleurer
Un seul regret
Cet amour-là, on y croyait
C'était trop beau
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
Sans un mot
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
On écrit sur le sable
Des beaux serments d'un jour
On les croyait capables
De s'aimer pour toujours
Que de regrets !
Ça vous fait mal rien que d'y penser
C'était trop beau
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
Sans un mot
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
Quand un amour s'achève
Un peu comme le mien
Plus la romance est brève
Moins on a de chagrin
Tant pis pour moi
Mais j'ai mal pour ces deux -là
C'était trop beau
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
Sans un mot
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
{x2:}
Sans un mot
Ils vont se quitter bientôt
Zondag 31 augustus 2008
Brussel (Liesbeth List)
Brussel
French Title: Bruxelles
Composer(s): E.v. Altena; G. Jouannest; Jacques Brel
Performer(s): Liesbeth List
Brussel was toen nog een bruisende stad
Brussel was toen oh la la en olijk
Brussel was toen nog een ruisende stad
Brussel en Brussel was vrij en vrolijk
Op de Brouckèreplaats was het gala en bal
Heren met strohoed en zware knevels
dames met sleepjurk en parasol
De paardentram schoof langs oude gevels
Op het rembak zaten twee mensen blij te praten
hij mijn opa zaliger, zij mijn oma zaliger
Hij was sergeant-majoortje, zij zat op een kantoortje
Hij dacht niet na, zij dacht aan niets
dus wie verwacht van mij nog iets?
Oh, Brussel was toen nog een zwierige stad
Brussel was toen oh la la en olijk
Brussel was toen nog een tierige stad
Brussel en Brussel was vrij en vrolijk
Op de kasseien rond de Sinte-Katelijn
dansten de sleepjurken en de knevels
Op de kasseien was ‘t een dansend festijn
De paardentram danste langs de gevels
En op het rembak zaten twee mensen blij te praten
hij mijn opa zaliger, zij mijn oma zaliger
Hij had haar ingenomen, zij had hem laten komen
‘t Was vrije keus van allebei
dus wie verwacht er ernst van mij?
Oh, Brussel was toen nog een dansende stad
Brussel was toen oh la la en olijk
Brussel was toen nog een chansende stad
Brussel en Brussel was vrij en vrolijk
In het gaslicht rondom de Sinte-Justine
zongen de sleepjurken en de knevels
In het gaslicht zong strohoed en crenoline
De paardentram knarste langs de gevels
En op het rembak zaten twee mensen blij te praten
hij mijn opa zaliger, zij mijn oma zaliger
Voor hem kwam de oorlog nader
bij haar kwam gauw mijn vader
Ze zongen als de nachtegaal
dus wie verwacht van mij moraal?
Brussel was toen nog een bruisende stad
Brussel was toen oh la la en olijk
Brussel was toen nog een ruisende stad
Brussel en Brussel was vrij en vrolijk, lijk
Zaterdag 30 augustus 2008
Lettre À Hélène
Lettre À Hélène
Performer(s): Dave
Cette lettre que je t'envoie
Dieu seul sait quand tu la recevras
au fin fond de l'hémisphère
où les saisons tournent à l'envers
Quelle idée, ma douce Hélène
de t'exiler aux iles des Kerguelen
Hélène, si je t'écris
aux Kerguelen, c'est parce qu'ici
sans le savoir, tu as laissé quelqu'un qui t'aime
Hélène
Hélène j'ai froid au cœur
de mon côté de l'équateur
aux antipodes, as-tu trouvé quelqu'un qui t'aime
Hélène
Moi et la géographie
on est devenus bons amis
et je passe des heures entières
tout seul devant le planisphère
Mais de ton île, je ne sais rien
sinon qu'elle est dans l'océan indien
Hélène, si mon appel
arrive jusqu'à ton archipel
par le premier courrier, donne-moi des nouvelles
Hélène, je t'aime
Hélène, ça rime à quoi
de vivre au sud pour avoir froid
et de passer l'été comme en hiver
Hélène, je t'aime
Hélène, si je t'écris
aux Kerguelen, c'est parce qu'ici
sans le savoir, tu as laissé quelqu'un qui t'aime
Hélène
Hélène, si mon appel
arrive jusqu'à ton archipel
par le premier courrier
donne-moi des nouvelles
Hélène, je t'aime
Hélène, si je t'écris
aux Kerguelen, c'est parce qu'ici
sans le savoir
tu as laissé quelqu'un qui t'aime, Hélène
Zaterdag 30 augustus 2008
Brush Up Your Shakespeare
Brush Up Your Shakespeare
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Harry Clark
and various other artists
The girls today in society go for classical poetry
So to win their hearts one must quote with ease
Aeschylus and Euripides
One must know Homer, and believe me, Beau
Sophocles, also Sappho-ho
Unless you know Shelley and Keats and Pope
Dainty Debbies will call you a dope
But the poet of them all
Who will start 'em simply ravin'
Is the poet people call
The Bard of Stratford on Avon
{Refrain}
Brush up your Shakespeare
Start quoting him now
Brush up your Shakespeare
And the women you will wow
Just declaim a few lines from Othella
And they'll think you're a hell of a fella
If your blonde won't respond when you flatter 'er
Tell her what Tony told Cleopatterer
If she fights when her clothes you are mussing
What are clothes? Much ado about nussing
Brush up your Shakespeare
And they'll all kow-tow
{Refrain}
With the wife of the British ambassida
Try a crack out of Troilus and Cressida
If she says she won't buy it or like it
Make her tike it, what's more As You Like It
If she says your behavior is heinous
Kick her right in the Coriolanus
Brush up your Shakespeare
And they'll all kow-tow
{Refrain}
If you can't be a ham and do Hamlet
They will not give a damn or a damlet
Just recite an occasional sonnet
And your lap'll have honey upon it
When your baby is pleading for pleasure
Let her sample your Measure for Measure
Brush up your Shakespeare
And they'll all kow-tow - Forsooth
And they'll all kow-tow
And they'll all kow-tow
{Refrain}
Better mention "The Merchant Of Venice"
When her sweet pound o' flesh you would menace
If her virtue, at first, she defends---well
Just remind her that "All's Well That Ends Well"
And if still she won't give you a bonus
You know what Venus got from Adonis
Brush up your Shakespeare
And they'll all kow-tow - Thinkst thou?
And they'll all kow-tow - Odds bodkins
And they'll all kow-tow
{Refrain}
If your goil is a Washington Heights dream
Treat the kid to "A Midsummer Night's Dream"
If she then wants an all-by-herself night
Let her rest ev'ry 'leventh or "Twelfth Night"
If because of your heat she gets huffy
Simply play on and "Lay on, Macduffy!"
Brush up your Shakespeare
And they'll all kow-tow - Forsooth
And they'll all kow-tow - Thinkst thou?
And they'll all kow-tow - We trou'
And they'll all kow-tow
Vrijdag 29 augustus 2008
Letting In The Sunshine
Letting In The Sunshine
Composer(s): Noel Gay
Performer(s): Sam Browne; Scott Wood
I'm letting in the sunshine
It's shining everywhere
I'm letting in the sunshine
For both of us to share
I'm opening the windows
For summer's in the air
I'm letting in the sunshine
For both of us to share
Can't you see that all the dull days and grey skies are over
Can't you see that we'll be living from now on in clover
While lovely little sunbeams
Are dancing everywhere
I'm letting in the sunshine
For both of us to share
Vrijdag 29 augustus 2008
Bruit De Fond
Bruit De Fond
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Il me parle des autres
Je lui parle de lui
Il me parle d'ailleurs
Je lui parle d'ici
Et je parle et je parle
Mais lorsque vient son tour
Ou bien il ne dit rien
Ou répond à côté
Et il est mon mur de pierre
Et je suis son bruit de fond
Comme je sais très mal
Ce qui lui fait du bien
Souvent je suis en train
De lui faire du mal
Je veux le retenir
Il est déjà parti
Il veut me faire plaisir
Et empire les choses
Et il est mon mur de pierre
Et je suis son bruit de fond
Donderdag 28 augustus 2008
Letting Go
Letting Go
Composer(s): Doug Crider - Matt Rollings
Performer(s): Suzy Bogguss
She'll take the painting in the hallway
The one she did in junior high
And that old lamp up in the attic
She'll need some light to study by
She's had 18 years to get ready for this day
She should be past the tears, she cries some anyway
Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now,
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting
It's never easy letting go
Mother sits down at the table
So many things she'd like to do
Spend more time out in the garden
Now she can get those books read too
She's had 18 years to get ready for this day
She should be past the tears, she cries some anyway
Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting
It's never easy letting go
Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting
It's never easy letting go
Donderdag 28 augustus 2008
Browning
Browning
Composer(s): Raymond Asso; Jean Villard
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Y avait qu'à r'garder sa figure
Et tout de suite on comprenait
Monsieur Browning, qu'on l'appelait
Un nom qui sentait l'aventure
C'était le roi du revolver
Il en avait de magnifiques
Qu'il avait ram'nés d'Amérique
Où qu'on fabriqu' les vrais gangsters
Il nous racontait son histoire
Son premier crim' et puis la gloire
Browning, Browning
Il nous montrait des tas d'photos
Pris's en premièr' pag' des journaux
Browning, Browning
Il nous disait: "Vous autr's en France
Vous manquez encor' d'expérience"
Browning, Browning
Avec ça, pas besoin d'êtr' fort
C'est l'maladroit qu'a toujours tort
Et viv' Browning
Parc' qu'il avait de l'élégance
Et des costum's de cinéma
Il nous r'gardait de haut en bas
Avec mépris et insolence
Et tout's nos femm's, ell's l'admiraient
"Ah! comment c'est qu'il a d'allure
Et ce typ' là, quelle envergure"
Mais nous, les homm's, il nous courait
C'était toujours la mêm' histoire
Son premier crim' et puis la gloire
Browning, Browning
On l'voyait sur les grands journaux
Juste à côté d'Greta Garbo
Browning, Browning
A l'écouter, on d'venait bête
On n'avait plus qu'ça dans la tête
Browning, Browning
Et nous pensions "Marre à la fin!
Il nous ennuie, l'Américain
Et son Browning"
Pour nous apprendr' la vraie manière
Pour nous donner un' bonn' leçon
Il a tenu, ce brav' garçon
A nous montrer son savoir-faire
C'est dans un' sall' de restaurant
Qu'il a voulu fair' l'expérience
Mais le pauvr' typ' n'a pas eu d'chance
Comme il sortait ses instruments
Il a roulé sous la banquette
Avec un p'tit trou dans la tête
Browning, Browning
Oh ça n'a pas claqué bien fort
Mais tout de mêm', il en est mort
Browning, Browning
Et puis quelqu'un dans le silence
A dit "Maint'nant à quoi qu'tu penses
Browning, Browning?"
Il pens' plus rien puisqu'il est mort
Tu parlais trop... ben t'as eu tort
Bye-Bye, Browning
Woensdag 27 augustus 2008
Letters Have No Arms
Letters Have No Arms
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb - Arbie Gibson
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
and multiple other artists
I just got your letter dearest sweetheart
And darlin’, I miss you, oh, so much
Your letter has cheered me but I’m lonesome
Lonesome just to feel you lovin’ touch
Letters have no arms to hold me
Kiss on paper are so cold
These sweet things that you write in your letters
I want to be with you dear when told
Letters never bring me the touch of your hand
Or none of your sweet lovin’ charms
I get so lonesome for you darlin’
And you know that Letters Have No Arms
Letters have no arms to hold me
Kiss on paper are so cold
These sweet things that you write in your letters
I want to be with you dear when told
Letters never bring me the touch of your hand
Or none of your sweet lovin’ charms
I get so lonesome for you darlin’
And you know that Letters Have No Arms
Woensdag 27 augustus 2008
Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
Originally performed by: Chuck Berry
Covered by various other artists
Arrested on charges of unemployment
he was sitting in the witness stand
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
Flying across the desert in a TWA
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
Milo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man
Dinsdag 26 augustus 2008
Letter B
Letter B
Composer(s): Christopher Cerf
Performer(s): The Sesame Street Beetles
When I find I can't remember
What comes after
"A" and before "C"
My mother always whispers
"Letter B"
She told me "B" starts
"Big" and "bird" and
"Ball" and "bat" and "battery"
Yes, buh-buh-buh-buh-buh means
Letter B
Letter B, letter B, letter B, letter B
She whispers "Buh-buh-buh means Letter B"
And when I feel downhearted
Mother whispers
"B" words constantly
Like "bib," "Bob," "Bulb," and "bubble"
Letter B
Now in my hour of darkness
There's a sound I know will comfort me
It's the buh-buh-buh-buh-buh of
Letter B
Letter B, letter B, letter B, letter B
My mother whispers "B" words
Letter B
Letter B, letter B, letter B, letter B
My mother whispers "B" words
Letter B
Letter B, letter B, letter B, letter B
Bless the "buh-buh" sound of
Letter B
Dinsdag 26 augustus 2008
Brown Sugar
Brown Sugar
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richard
Originally performed by: The Rolling Stones
Covered by various other artists
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright
Hear him whip the women, just around midnight
Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
Drums beating cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doing alright
You should a heard him just around midnight
Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a black girl should
I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I'm no school boy but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight
Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
How come you... How come you taste so good?
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
Just like a black girl should
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
Maandag 25 augustus 2008
Let's Work Together
Let's Work Together
((Adapted from: Let's Stick Together (by Wilbert Harrison) (1962))
Composer(s): Wilbert Harrison
Performer(s): Canned Heat - 1970
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1987 - Wi-j Doet 'T Samen (by Normaal)
1991 - Let's Wörk Togesser (by Torfrock)
Together we stand
Divided we fall
Come on now people let's get on the ball
Let's work together
Come on come on let's work together
Make someone happy
Make someone smile
Let's all work together and make life worthwhile
Let's work together
Come on come on let's work together
Together we will stand every boy
Every woman and man
2 or 3 minutes
2 or 3 hours
What does it matter in this life of ours
Come on come on let's work together
Together we will stand every boy
Every woman and man
When things go wrong as they sometimes will
When the road that you travel seems all up hill
Come on come let's work together
Together we still stand every boy
Every woman and man
Maandag 25 augustus 2008
Brown Skin Girl
Brown Skin Girl
Composer(s): Norman Spann
Performer(s): Harry Belafonte
and various other artists
Everything to keep me from sleeping
A lot of sailor boys they were leaving
And everybody there was jumping
To hear the sailor boys in Alcora singing
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby
I'm going away in a sailing boat
And if I don't come back
Stay home and mind baby
Now the Americans made an invasion
We thought it was a help to the island
Until they left from here on vacation
They left the native boy here to mind their children
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby ....
Now I tell you the story bout Millie
She made a nice blue eyed baby
And they say she fancy the mother
But the blue eyed baby ain't know she father
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby ....
Now the Americans all have their pleasure
While the music play to their leisure
Everybody there they were jumping
To hear the sailor boys in Alcora singing
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby
Brown skin girl stay home and mind baby
I'm going away in a sailing boat
And if I don't get back
Stay home and mind baby
Zondag 24 augustus 2008
Let's Wörk Togesser
Let's Wörk Togesser
((Adapted from: Let's Stick Together (by Wilbert Harrison) (1962); Let's Work Together (by Canned Heat) - 1970))
((Dutch Version: Wi-j Doet 'T Samen (by Normaal) - 1987))
Composer(s): Wilbert Harrison - Klaus Büchner - Raymond Voá
Performer(s): Torfrock - 1991
Mien Fründ hes nu n Problem
Bruk sich nich drum to scheem
Dat heb wi all schonmol hat
Oder wat wat wat
Let's Wörk Togesser
Jawoll, Jawoll
Let's Wörk Togesser
Weetst du, tosomm muck wi dat kloar
Sech gau besched und wi sind glicks doa
Geit di dat bescheden
Und du hess nix to freden
Wi hölpn di utte Not
Mit Therapie wards noch groot
Let's Wörk Togesser
Jawoll, Jawoll
Let's Wörk Togesser
Weetst du, tosomm muck wi dat kloar
Sech gau besched und wi sind glicks doa
Und nu aba! Let's wörk togesser! Give em the corner!
All to hopen hier, togesser wörken hähähä
Hauahauha
Jawoll!
Weetst du, tosomm muck wi dat kloar
Sech gau besched und wi sind glicks doa
Hess du nix antotrecken
Brukst bloß wat to segn
Wi giv di Büchs, Jack und Schoe
Und Blomen för'd Knopploch dato
Let's Wörk Togesser
Jawoll, Jawoll
Let's Wörk Togesser
Weetst du, tosomm muck wi dat kloar
Sech gau besched und wi sind glicks doa
Hess du mit Deern schonmo Pech
Ook de heb wi doa
Elfriede hebt sech
Se muckt dat schon kloar
Mit di togesser
Jawoll, Jawoll
Mit di togesser
Weetst du tosomm muckt wie dat kloar
Sech schnell besched und wi sünd gliks doa
Un nu nommol, let's wörk togesser
Heinerich, Elfriede, all ran hier, togesser wörken
Give em the corner
Und nu nommol n beten improvisiern hier midde blues
Weetst du tosomm muckt wi dat kloar
Sech nur besched und wi sind gliks doa
Zondag 24 augustus 2008
Brown Girl In The Ring
Brown Girl In The Ring
Composer(s): Frank Farian
Performer(s): Boney M.
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
There's a brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
Beng-a-deng
Beng-a-deng
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
There's a brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion
Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
I remember one Saturday night
We had fried fish and Johnny-cakes
Beng-a-deng
Beng-a-deng
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
See, brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
All had water run dry
Got nowhere to wash my cloths
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
Look that brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la la
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Zaterdag 23 augustus 2008
Let's Stick Together
Let's Stick Together ((aka Let's Work Together (by Canned Heat) - 1970))
Composer(s): Wilbert Harrison
Performer(s): Wilbert Harrison - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1987 - Wi-j Doet 'T Samen (by Normaal)
1991 - Let's Wörk Togesser (by Torfrock)
Well, a young marriage vow, you know, it's very sacred
The man put us together, now, you want to make it
Stick together
Come on, come on, stick together
You know, you made a vow, not to leave one another, never
Well, ya never miss your water till your well runs dry
Come on, baby, give our love a try, let's stick together
Come on, come on, stick together
We made a vow, not to leave one another, never
Well, ya never miss your water till your well runs dry
Come on, baby, give our love a try, let's stick together
Come on, come on, stick together
You know, we made a vow, not to leave one another, never
It might be tough for a while, but think of the child
Cannot be happy without his mom and his pappy
Let's stick together
Come on, come on, stick together
You know, we made a vow, not to leave one another, never
Zaterdag 23 augustus 2008
Brown Eyed Girl
Brown Eyed Girl
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Originally performed by: Van Morrison
Covered by various other artists
Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow
Playing a new game
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey
Skipping and a-jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping
And you, my brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down to the old mine with a
Transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hide behind a rainbow's wall
Slipping and a-sliding
All along the waterfall
With you, my brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah
So hard to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking about
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium
With you, my brown-eyed girl
You, my brown-eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Laying in the green grass
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d...
Vrijdag 22 augustus 2008
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