Zaterdag 30 augustus 1969
Marylou
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
NON-profit, non-commercial blog, to help preserve the songs of our youth; hence for entertainment only.
All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
Marylou
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Zaterdag 30 augustus 1969
Okie From Muskogee
Okie From Muskogee
Composer(s): Roy Edward Burris; Merle Haggard
Performer(s): Merle Haggard;
and various other artists
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take no trips on LSD
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right, and bein' free
I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
We don't make a party out of lovin'
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean
And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory, down at the courthouse
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1969
Mary-Anne With The Shaky Hands
Mary-Anne With The Shaky Hands
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
I danced with Linda
I danced with Jean
I danced with Cindy
Then I suddenly see
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary is so pretty
The prettiest in the land
Guys come from every city
Just to shake her shaky hands
Linda can cook
Jean reads books
Cindy can sew
But I'd rather know
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Mary-Anne with the shaky hands
What they've done to her man
Those shaky hands
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1969
Okay!
Okay!
Composer(s): Alan Blaikley; Ken Howard
Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich
All the world has got its worries
every night has got its dream
But ist Okay!
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me, Okay!
When I feel I'm close to you and you, tell me that its Okay!
And I'll never ever leave you fonder
you say you were meant for me, we'll be together some day
and our whole wide world will seem oka.......y
Time for lovers has no meaning
I want all the world to know that I'm Okay!
With your arms around me, Okay!
Now your love has found me Okay!
When I feel I'm close to y...ou
Oh,oh!
Why can't good things last for always?
Why must parting end our dreams?
It was Okay!
Till he came between us, Okay!
Everything that's been, was Okay!
There is nothing left for me to do, but to tell you Okay!
Go and live your life and let him treat you his way
but I'll spend my days and hoping maybe one day
you'll come running back, and show me that its oka.......y!
Okay!
Donderdag 28 augustus 1969
Mary, Mary
Mary, Mary
Composer(s): Michael Nesmith
Originally performed by: The Monkees
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, can I go too
This one thing I will vow ya
I'd rather die than to live without ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, tell me truly
What did I do to make you leave me
Whatever it was I didn't mean to
You know I never would try and hurt ya
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
What more, Mary, can I do
To prove my love is truly yours?
I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do
Mary, Mary, it's not over
Where you go, I will follow
'Til I win your love again
And walk beside you
But until then
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, where you goin' to?
(Repeat adlib)
Donderdag 28 augustus 1969
Ojos Verdes
Ojos Verdes
Composer(s): Valverde; León Quintero; Quiroga
Performer(s): Raphael (Spain);
and various other artists
Apoya en el quicio de tu casa, un dia
Mirabas encenderse la noche de mayo
Pasaban los hombres y tu sonreias
Hasta que a tu puerta pare mi caballo
"Serrana, me das candela
Y te doy este clavel"
"Ven y tomala de mis labios
Que yo fuego te dare"
Baje del caballo, de cerca te vi
Y fueron tus ojos dos verdes luceros de mayo pa' mi
Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon
Ojos verdes, verdes
Con brillo de faca
Que se han clavaito en mi corazon
Pa' mi ya no hay soles, luceros ni lunas
No hay mas que unos ojos que mi vida son
Ojos verdes, verdes
Como la albahaca
Verdes como el trigo verde
Al verde, verde limon
Vimos desde el cuarto despuntar el dia
Y anunciar el alba la torre en la vela
Dejaste mis brazos cuando amanecia
Y en mi boca un gusto de menta y canela
"Serrana, para un vestido
Yo te quiero regalar"
Me dijiste: "estas cumplio
No me tienes que dar na"
Subi a mi caballo y un beso te di
Y nunca otra noche mas bella de mayo
He vuelto a vivir
Woensdag 27 augustus 1969
Mary From The Wild Moore
Mary From The Wild Moore
Composer(s): Joseph W. Turner
Performer(s): Bob Dylan
It was on a cold and windy nite
When the wind blow across the wild moor
When Mary came wandering home with her child
Till she came to her own fathers door
Father dear father she cried
Come down and open the door
For the child in my arms will perish and die
From the winds that blow across the wild moor
Why did I leave this fair spot
Where once I was happy and free
I am now forced to roam without friends or a home
And no one to take pity on me
But her father was deaf to her cries
Not a sound of her voice did he hear
So the watchdog did howl, and the village bells tolled
And the wind blew..
Oh how the old man must've felt
When he came to the next morn
And he found Mary dead but the child still alive
Closely grasped in his dead mothers arms
As rage he tore his grey hair
And his tears down his cheeks they did pour
When he saw how that nite she had perished and died
From the wind that blew across the wild moor
In grief the old man pined away
And the child to its mother went soon
And no one they say how lived still
And the cottage to ruin has gone
But the villagers point out the spot
Where the willow pours over the door..
Saying there Mary did once a gay village find
From the wind that blew across the wild moor
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1969
Mary Lou
Mary Lou
Composer(s): Abe Lyman; J. Russel Robinson; George Waggner
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
Cross my heart, I love you
Every bell in the steeple is ready to ring
And all the people are planning pretty presents all for you
Mary Lou
Won't you give me your promise true?
Why for miles around they're waiting
To start their celebrating
When you say "I do"
Mary Lou
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1969
Ojos De Juventud
Ojos De Juventud
Composer(s): Arturo Tolentino
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios
volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Voy por la vida sin tu amor
como nave sin final
pues me rompiste el corazón
Con tus manitas de marfil
como si fueran de cristal
Y cómo nunca he de olvidar
tu suprema ingratitud ni tu traición
digo a mis ojos con afán
ojos de juventud llorad
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz
eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud
Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar
para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Maandag 25 augustus 1969
Mary In The Morning
Mary In The Morning
Composer(s): Johnny Cymbal; Michael Rashkow
Performer(s): Al Martino
and various other artists
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning
When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there
Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers
Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair
Ummm-um
When I awake and see her there
so close beside me
I want to take her in my arms
The ache is there, so deep inside me
And nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning
Chasing a rainbow in her dreams so far away
And when she turns to touch it, I kiss her face so softly
And then my Mary wakes to love another day
Ummm-um
And Mary's there, in summer days or stormy weather
She doesn't care, who's right or wrong
The love we share
we share together
Ooo-oo
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the evening
Kissed by the shades of night and starlight in her hair
And as we walk, I hold her close beside me
All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share
Ummm-um
Maandag 25 augustus 1969
Ojitos Verdes (Victor Jara)
Ojitos Verdes
Composer(s): Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara
La vida niña de los ojos negros
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida tus mayores son mis suegros
la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados
la vida niña de los ojos negros
ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos
son los bonitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
los verdecitos
Los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
cierto y asi se muere el que te quere
el que te quiere
La vida niña de los ojos negros
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida de los ojos colorados
la vida tus mayores son mis suegros
la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados
la vida niña de los ojos negros
ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos
son los bonitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos
los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
por una que se llama
ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo
cierto y asi se muere el que te quere
el que te quiere
Zondag 24 augustus 1969
Mary Hamilton
Mary Hamilton
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Joan Baez
and various other artists
Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Hall
And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of all
That Mary Hamilton has borne a babe
To the highest Stuart of all
Oh rise, arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and tell to me
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee
I put him in a tiny boat
And cast him out to sea
That he might sink or he might swim
But he'd never come back to me
Oh rise arise Mary Hamilton
Arise and come with me
There is a wedding in Glasgow town
This night we'll go and see
She put not on her robes of black
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her robes of white
To ride into Glasgow town
And as she rode into Glasgow town
The city for to see
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried Alack and alas for thee
You need not weep for me she cried
You need not week for me
For had I not slain my own wee babe
This death I would not dee
Oh little did my mother think
When first she cradled me
The lands I was to travel in
And the death I was to dee
Last night I washed the Queen's feet
And put the gold in her hair
And the only reward I find for this
The gallows to be my share
Cast off cast off my gown she cried
But let my petticoat be
And tie a napkin round my face
The gallows I would not see
Then by them come the king himself
Looked up with a pitiful eye
Come down come down Mary Hamillton
Tonight you will dine with me
Oh hold your tongue my sovereign liege
And let your folly be
For if you'd a mind to save my life
You'd never have shamed me here
Last night there were four marys
tonight there'll be but three
It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton
And Mary Carmichael and me
Zondag 24 augustus 1969
Ojitos Verdes (Little Joe)
Ojitos Verdes
Composer(s): Pendiente
Performer(s): Little Joe
Aquellos ojitos verdes
conquien se andaran paseando
ojala que me recuerden
aunque sea de vez en cuando
Dicen que cuando suspiran
aquellos ojitos verdes
que suspiran con la vida
porque todavia me quieren
hay hay hay hay...
Donde andaran
esos ojitos que me hicieron
suspirar
hay hay hay hay...
Donde andaran
esos ojitos que no
los puedo olvidar
Vuela vuela palomita
pero si a mi vida vuelves
han de ser con 2 ojitos
pero tienen que ser verdes
Cuando voy por esos campos
y me fijo en los laureles
parece que estoy mirando
esos ojitos verdes
hay hay hay hay...
Donde estaran
esos ojitos que me hicieron
suspirar
hay hay hay hay...
Donde andaran
esos ojitos que no
los puedo olvidar
Zaterdag 23 augustus 1969
Mary Had A Little Lamb
Mary Had A Little Lamb
Composer(s): Buddy Guy
Originally performed by: Buddy Guy
Mary had a little lamb
Fleece was white as snow, yeah
And everywhere that she went
The lamb was sure to go
He followed her to school one day
And broke the teacher's rule, yeah
What a time they have
That day at school
Tisket, tasket, tasket, tasket now
Mine green and yellow basket
I wrote a letter to my baby, yeah
And on my way I past it
No no no no no no no
No no no no yeah
No no no no no no
No no no no no
Zaterdag 23 augustus 1969
Ojitos Traidores
Ojitos Traidores
Composer(s): J. Gallarzo
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Por unos ojitos negros
negritos como mi suerte
por unos ojitos negros
negritos como mi suerte
Me estoy quitando la vida
me van a causar la muerte
me estoy quitando la vida
me van a causar la muerte
Si de día me encandelan
de noche no quieren verme
Quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
El día que tú me mires
con cariño y sin desprecio
el día que tú me mires
con cariño y sin desprecio
Voy a decirte serrana
lo mucho que yo te quiero
voy a decirte serrana
lo mucho que yo te quiero
Si de día me encandelan
de noche no quieren verme
Quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
Si de día me encandelan
de noche no quieren verme
Quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
quieres decirme serrana
qué hace falta pa' quererte
Vrijdag 22 augustus 1969
Mary From The Dairy
Mary From The Dairy
Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Miller; Walsh
Performer(s): Max Miller
I fell in love with Mary from the dairy
But Mary wouldn't fall in love with me
Down by an old mill stream
We both sat down to dream
Little did she know that I was thinking up a scheme
She said, 'Let's pick some buttercups and daisies'
But those buttercups were full of margarine
She slipped and we both
Down by a wishing well
In the same place where I fell for Nellie Dean
I fell in love with Mary from the Dairy
But Mary wouldn't fall in love with me
Down by an old mill stream
We both sat down to dream
That was when I offered her my strawberries and cream
We walked and talked together in the moonlight
She asked me what I knew of farmery
I said, 'Mary, I'm no fool
You can't milk Barney's Bull'
That's when Mary from the dairy fell for me
Little did she know that I was thinking up a scheme
The wife she says that she is going to leave me
The moment that she does then I am free
There's a little girl I know
I'll take her and I'll show
Where Mary from the Dairy fell for me
Vrijdag 22 augustus 1969
Ojitos Gitanos
Ojitos Gitanos
Composer(s): Roberto Zafra
Performer(s): Javier Solis
Como una reina gitana como un terrible malfario
así llegaste a mi vida con esos ojos tan lindos
con esos ojos tan lindos que van a ser mi calvario
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, se va cantando la luna
¡ay! la, ra, la, la, ra, ra, ra, como tu cara ninguna
Tus ojitos gitanillos que relumbran cual luceros
si me miran vida mía te lo juro que me muero
Como si fuera un desierto caminaba por la vida
pero una noche de luna se encendieron dos luceros
y eran tus ojos mi vida como caídos del cielo
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, se va cantando la luna
¡ay! la, ra, la, la, ra, ra, ra, como tu cara ninguna
Tus ojitos gitanillos que relumbran cual luceros
si me miran vida mía te lo juro que me muero
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, ¡qué contenta va la luna!
Donderdag 21 augustus 1969
Mary Dear
Mary Dear (aka "I'll Be There, Mary Dear" or "Goodbye, Mary Dear")
Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling; Harry Von Tilzer
Performer(s): Gene Autry
and various other artists
"Goodbye, Mary
I must go"
Said a lad, "Now don't grieve so
For it's duty calls me far across the sea"
"Take this autumn leaf of gold"
Said the maid, "'Twill ne'er grow old
Always wear it next to your heart and think of me"
"Meet me yonder down the lane
When I come back home again
'Neath the tree where this golden leaf once grew
Kiss me, Mary, then we'll part"
Said the lad with a broken heart
"When the leaves begin to fall, I'll be with you"
"I'll be there, Mary dear, I'll be there
When the fragrance of the roses fills the air
'Neath that old tree grand and tall
When the leaves begin to fall
I'll be there, yes, I'll be there, sweet Mary dear"
See the lad with empty sleeve
Of his comrades taking leave
They were home again, the transport had come back
"If she loved you long ago,
She won't love you less, I know
But one arm will do to hold her to you, Jack"
It was autumn time again
As he wandered down the lane
There beneath that old oak tree he found a grave
So he knelt in silent prayer
For the one he loved slept there
As the tears fell on the golden leaf she gave
"I'll be there, Mary dear, I'll be there
When the fragrance of the roses fills the air
'Neath that old tree grand and tall
When the leaves begin to fall
I'll be there, yes, I'll be there, sweet Mary dear"
Donderdag 21 augustus 1969
Ojitos De Ombligo
Ojitos De Ombligo
Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Pequeño habitante
en la barriga grande de mamá
que llegas Octubre
rompiendo las costumbres nacerás
la primavera por dentro llegó
Afuera los que esperan somos dos
el árbol quiere una flor…
Asómate al ombligo
pequeño duendecito, para ver
que viene por el cielo
un cometa viajero, para ser
testigo del primer diente en Abril
esquivo profesor de volantín
le pongo un hilo, y es para ti…
Usted allá adentro y más afuera
esta espera para dos
salga contento y mame teta
comprometa su pequeño corazón…
Pequeño habitante
en la barriga grande de mamá
que vienes a la tierra
acá donde América se va..
asoma tus ojitos para el mar
Valparaíso espera más allá
en un saltito vienes y vas…
Asómate al ombligo
provócale un suspiro a mi canción
que canten los zorzales
debajo de los Andes nació el sol
la primavera por dentro llegó
afuera los que esperan somos dos
el árbol pintó una flor…
Usted allá adentro y más afuera
esta espera para dos
salga contento y mame teta
comprometa su pequeño corazón…
Woensdag 20 augustus 1969
Mary Anne
