Donderdag 23 oktober 1969
May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose
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May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose
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Donderdag 23 oktober 1969
Olê Olá
Olê Olá
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists
Não chore ainda não
Que eu tenho um violão
E nós vamos cantar
Felicidade aqui
Pode passar e ouvir
E se ela for de samba
Há de querer ficar
Seu padre toca o sino
Que é pra todo mundo saber
Que a noite é criança
Que o samba é menino
Que a dor é tão velha
Que pode morrer
Olê olê olê olá
Tem samba de sobra
Quem sabe sambar
Que entre na roda
Que mostre o gingado
Mas muito cuidado
Não vale chorar
Não chore ainda não
Que eu tenho uma razão
Pra você não chorar
Amiga me perdoa
Se eu insisto à toa
Mas a vida é boa
Para quem cantar
Meu pinho, toca forte,
Que é pra todo mundo acordar
Não fale da vida
Nem fale da morte
Tem dó da menina
Não deixa chorar
Olê olê olê olá
Tem samba de sobra
Quem sabe sambar
Que entre na roda
Que mostre o gingado
Mas muito cuidado
Não vale chorar
Não chore ainda não
Que eu tenho a impressão
Que o samba vem aí
E um samba tão imenso
Que eu ás vezes penso
Que o próprio tempo
Vai parar pra ouvir
Luar, espere um pouco
Que é pro meu samba poder chegar
Eu sei que o violão
Está fraco, está rouco
Mas a minha voz
Não cansou de chamar
Olê olê olê olá
Tem samba de sobra
Ninguém quer sambar
Não há mais quem cante
Nem há lugar mais lugar
O sol chegou antes
Do samba chegar
Quem passa nem liga
Já vai trabalhar
E você, minha amiga
Já pode chorar
Woensdag 22 oktober 1969
May Kway O May Kway
May Kway O May Kway (aka Rose, Rose, I Love You)
Title In Pinyin Chinese: Meigui Meigui Wo Ai Ni
Composer(s): Chen Gexin; Wilfrid Thomas; Chris Langdon
Performer(s): Petula Clark
and various other artists
((Originally performed by: Yáo Lì (Miss Hue Lee))
Rose, Rose I love you with an aching heart
What is your future? now we have to part
Standing on the jetty as the steamer moves away
Flower of Malaya, I cannot stay
Make way, oh, make way for my Eastern Rose
Men crowd in dozens everywhere she goes
In her rickshaw on the street or in a cabaret
"Please make way for Rose" you can hear them say
All my life I shall remember
Oriental music and you in my arms
Perfumed flowers in your tresses
Lotus-scented breezes and swaying palms
Rose, Rose I love you with your almond eyes
Fragrant and slender 'neath tropical skies
I must cross the seas again and never see you more
'way back to my home on a distant shore
(All my life I shall remember)
(Oriental music and you in my arms)
(Perfumed flowers in your tresses)
(Lotus-scented breezes and swaying palms)
Rose, Rose I leave you, my ship is in the bay
Kiss me farewell now, there's nothin' to say
East is East and West is West, our worlds are far apart
I must leave you now but I leave my heart
Rose, Rose I love you with an aching heart
What is your future?, now we have to part
Standing on the jetty as the steamer moves away
Flower of Malaya, I cannot stay
(Rose, Rose I love you, I cannot stay)
Woensdag 22 oktober 1969
Ole Man Trouble
Ole Man Trouble
Composer(s): Otis Redding
Performer(s): Otis Redding; Blues Explosion
Old man trouble, just leave me alone
Go find you someone else to pick on
I live my life in doubt, you see now
Ooh old man trouble
Please stay away from me
Oh my
Ooh yeah
Yeah
Oh I look like I'm down in my luck
Please send faith to help pick me up
I've lived this way so many years
Ole man trouble
Please wash away all my fears
Help me
Sometimes
Sometimes I get - I get a little worried
Ole man trouble
Please, please
Stay away from me
Ole man trouble, ole man trouble
Stay away, stay away
You're nothing but trouble
Stay away, stay away
Please, stay away
Dinsdag 21 oktober 1969
May I Whisper In Your Ear
May I Whisper In Your Ear
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix
May I whisper in your ear
From my heart so you'll clearly hear...
There are people so dear...
They're like children...
Naked in a cold world...
Beautiful children
In an old world...
May I take you away
From the evils of today
To the dreams of tomorrow
You know that heaven...
Has no sorrow.
You know that heaven...
Has no tomorrow.
Hear the sound of the magic drums...
Hearts are beating for the sun...
Sending evil on the run...
Now watch the wind...
Look over yonder...
Here comes some news...
Coming down like lightning...
Straight for me and you.
People of destruction
Your time is out of date...
People who's living crooked
Better start getting straight
I've been through some changes
A whole lot of re-arranges...
Been through some ups and downs
And whole lot of turn arounds
I been on the shelf and even killed myself...
1,000 times ago and maybe 1,000
Times more
She said she comes from ice land...
I told her I was from the west
She took me to the snow capped mountains...
And then she put me through the test...
We walked across the glacier
The horses stayed behind...
And as we laid between the
Frozen vallies we kissed
For the very first time
And now we're stuck together
It was too long ago
But it seems like...years ago...
Since I felt the warm hello of the sun
Lately things seem a little colder...
The wind, it seems to get a little bolder
Forget of my name
Remember it only as a hand shake
Introduction to my belief which is god
Ride instead the waves of my interpreture
Music, sound
Hynotic if you choose
But truth and life
Regardless of your questionable timid compromises
Which I intend to erase
Which I will erase without hint of reward
As I am only a messenger
And you a sheep in process of evolution
Almost at death with yourself
And on the staircase of birth
Soon you may almost forget the smell of your family...
Dinsdag 21 oktober 1969
Ole Buttermilk Sky
Ole Buttermilk Sky
Composer(s): John Brooks; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Hoagy Carmichael;
and various other artists
(do do-do-do, do do-do do)
(do do-do-do, do)
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
I'm keepin' my eye peeled on you
What's the good word tonight?
Are you gonna be mellow tonight?
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
Can't you see my little doggie and me
We're as happy as a christmas tree
Headin' for the one I love (the one I love)
I'm gonna pop her the question, that question
Do you Darlin', do ya do?
It'll be easy, so easy
If I can only bank on you
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
I'm tellin' you why, now you know
Keep it in mind tonight
Keep brushin' those clouds from sight
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
Don't fail me when I'm needin' you most
Hang a moon above her hitching post
Hitch me to the one I love
(buttermilk sky)
------ orchestral interlude ------
(gonna pop her the question, the question
Darlin', do you do?
It'll be easy, so easy)
If I can only bank on you
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
I'm tellin' you why, now you know
Keep it in mind tonight
Keep brushin' those clouds from sight
Ole buttermilk sky (ole buttermilk sky)
Don't fail me when I'm needin' you most
Hang a moon above her hitching post
Hitch me to the one I love
(buttermilk sky)
You can if you try
Don't tell me no lie
(will you be mellow and bright tonight?
Oh, butermilk sky!)
Maandag 20 oktober 1969
May I Sleep In Your Barn Tonight, Mister
May I Sleep In Your Barn Tonight, Mister
Performer(s): Mac Wiseman
One night it was dark and 'twas stormy
And along came a tramp in the rain
He was making his way to some station
To catch a long distance train
May I sleep in your barn tonight mister
It is cold lying out on the ground
And the cold north wind it is blowing
And I have no place to lie down
Oh I have no tobacco or matches
And I'm sure that I'll do you no harm
I will tell you my story kind mister
For it runs through my heart like a thorn
It was three years ago last summer
I shall never forget that sad day
When a stranger came out from the city
And said that he wanted to stay
One night as I came from my workshop
I was whistling and singing with joy
I expected a kind hearted welcome
From my sweet loving wife and my boy
But what should I find I find but a letter
It was placed in the room on the stand
And the moment my eyes fell upon it
I picked it right up in my hand
Now this note said my wife and the stranger
They had left and had taken my son
Oh I wonder if God up in Heaven
Only knows what this stranger has done
Maandag 20 oktober 1969
Olé
Olé
Composer(s): Pedro del Moral;
David Ferrero; Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Azucar Moreno
Dame los perfumes de sus calles y sus flores
y la luz de sus mañanas, acuarela de colores
Dame sus ritmos calientes cuando suenan sus guitarras
y el repique de un gitano cuando está tocando palmas
Dame la alegría de mi Tierra Santa
y ese "angel" de mi gente cuando el corazón les canta y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar
Dame sus sabores a fritura y manzanilla
y sus fiestas populares que son una maravilla
Dame su belleza hecha de mil razas
y el valor de sus toreros cuando salen a la plaza
Dame la alegría de mi Tierra Santa
y ese "angel" de mi gente cuando el corazón les canta y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
no hay piropo más bonito que te puedan regalar
Y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar
Lléname los ojos de su cielo azul turquesa
y la magia de su luna que te embruja y que te besa
Llévame a caballo por marismas y caminos
a ofrecerle mi cariño a la Virgen del Rocío
Dame la alegría de mi Tierra Santa
y ese "angel" de mi gente cuando el corazón les canta y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Es el grito de mi gente cuando quiere de verdad
Y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar
Olé, olé, olé, olá
no hay piropo más bonito que te puedan regalar
Y dicen
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar.
..Olé, olé, olé, olá... (BIS)
..Olé, olé, olé, olá...
..Olé, olé...
Olé, olé, olé, olá
Es el grito de mi gente cuando quiere de verdad
Olé-olé, olé-olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar
Olé, olé, olé, olá
no hay piropo más bonito que te puedan regalar
Y dicen
Olé-olé, olé-olá
Mi tierra tiene una gracia que no se pude aguantar
Zondag 19 oktober 1969
May I Have The Next Dream With You
May I Have The Next Dream With You
Composer(s): Charles Tobias; Harry Tobias; Henry Tobias
Performer(s): Malcolm Roberts;
Joanie Bartels; Sydney Devine
May I have the next dream with you, dear?
Just a dream between us two
Who’d think that someday, somewhere, in some way
I’d meet a dream like you
Close your eyes and put your arms around me
You’d be surprised what love can do
So may I have the next dream with you?
And may it last the whole night through
(Repeat)
Zondag 19 oktober 1969
Oldie But Goodie
Oldie But Goodie
Composer(s): Claude Moine; M. Gaucher
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Quand t'auras tes dix-neuf ans
J'serai plus blond comme avant
Fini l'Odyssée d'l'Espace
Deux mille un impair et passe
Tu viendras me demander
Pourquoi, comment t'es née
Je te parlerai d'amour
Que le temps m'paraît court
J'fais pas dans la nostalgie
J'veux pas r'faire le monde, la vie
J'dis tout même si tu souris
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
Goodie goodie
Moi j'ai fait mal à ma mère
Pas d'études secondaires
Vers quinze ans j'suis parti
M'balader dans ma vie
Et de décalages horaires
De tournées en galas galères
Dancings et salles des fêtes
J'confonds tout dans ma tête
J'fais pas dans la nostalgie
J'oublie pas c'que j'ai appris
Celle que j'aime comprend c'que j'dis
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
Goodie goodie
J'fais pas dans la nostalgie
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
J'oublie pas c'que j'ai appris
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
Celle que j'aime comprend c'que j'dis
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
J'fais pas dans la nostalgie
J'suis p't'être oldie but goodie
Zaterdag 18 oktober 1969
May I Drop A Petal In Your Glass Of Wine
May I Drop A Petal In Your Glass Of Wine
Composer(s): Mack Gordan; Harry Revel
May I drop a petal in your glass of wine?
It will make your life a song
When I drop a petal in your glass of wine
Lady Luck will come along
Her face will dance in your champagne
Your heart will dance like bubbles in the rain
May I drop a petal in your glass of wine?
To bring out the blue above
For you'll find a petal in your glass of wine
Will show the way to love
You'll know the time is right
You'll know tonight's the time to say be mine
When I drop this petal in your glass of wine
Zaterdag 18 oktober 1969
Old-Fashion Love
Old-Fashion Love
Composer(s): Milan Williams
Performer(s): The Commodores
I'm in love with a plain old-fashion girl
She's the most beautiful person in the world
Her smile is so warm and her eyes burn so deep, ah, yeah
Softly in rhymes of love she sings to me
{Love is for love} Oh {But only if it's meant to be}
Only if it's meant to be, baby
Yeah, hea, hea, I-I-I-I
I'm in love with a plain and simple girl
She takes my heart and sends me for a whirl
I'm on the wings of love and I don't take care where I go
Because when we reach that star we both will know
{Love is for love} Ooh {And our love was meant to be}
Our love was meant to be, baby, ooh
I want some lovin' tonight
Some old-fashion love, baby
I know that you do it right
Do it, do it, do it to it, baby
I want some lovin' tonight
Some old-fashion love, baby
I know that you do, do
Do it, do it, do it right, baby
I want (Ow), gimme, gimme, gimme (Whoa)
I want (Oh, girl) some old-fashion love, baby
(I want some lovin' tonight )
Do it, do it, do it (Some old-fashion love, baby)
I want (Ow), gimme, gimme, gimme (Whoa)
I want (Oh, girl) some old-fashion love, baby
I want (Oh, say it), gimme, gimme, gimme (Whoa)
I want (Oh, girl) some old-fashion love, baby
Oh, yeah
Ah., yeah
Oh, yeah
Ah, yeah
Do it, do it, do it
I want (Ow), gimme, gimme, gimme (Whoa)
I want (Oh, girl) some old-fashion love, baby
Vrijdag 17 oktober 1969
May I Call You Sweetheart?
May I Call You Sweetheart?
Composer(s): Muriel Watson; Jack Denby; Lewis Ilda
Performer(s): Steve Conway
May I call you sweetheart
What a lovely name
All my life my love for you
Will always be the same
Let me walk beside you
Through the years to be
May I call you sweetheart
You will always be sweetheart to me
I never knew, till I met you
I could be happy this way
Darling you know I love you so
Here’s what I’m longing to say
Let me walk beside you
Through the years to be
May I call you sweetheart
You will always be sweetheart to me
You will always be sweetheart to me
Donderdag 16 oktober 1969
May I Baby
May I Baby
Composer(s): Isaac Hayes; David Porter
Originally performed by: Sam & Dave
May I, baby, hmmmm walk you home?
May I, baby, because I don't want you to be all alone, no
Now listen here, with each step my heart beats 3 times
Because there's so much trouble in my little mind
May I, baby, come and tell you what it's all about?
May I, baby, I hope you're itchin' to find out
Listen, I'm just a little boy, live behind a grocery store
I've been watchin' you come and go now
May I, baby?
Can I, honey, tell you how I feel?
I love the ground you walk on, yes I do
Oh I beg you and nobody else
You brighten up; look here, listen to what I'm saying
"Why, she's been through the same thing herself"
May I, baby, give my little heart to you?
May I, baby, you can do anything you want to do
Tell me baby, may I, baby?
May I, baby? ...
Donderdag 16 oktober 1969
Old 30
Old 30
Composer(s): Bill Fries; Chip Davis
Performer(s): C.W. McCall
She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made of tears
From the rivers runnin' down the great divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rockin' rollin' highway
A million memories long and two lanes wide
Far across the wide Missouri
To the old Wyoming line
From the Jersey shore to San Francisco Bay
She was know to all the truckers
As the mighty Lincoln Highway
But to me she's still Old Thirty all the way
Now the interstate goes sreamin'
Through the backyard of her life
But it just don't send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the highway in the sky
I'm gonna take Old Thirty one more time
She was radiators boilin'
In the burnin' summer sun
And a blizzard blowin' wild across the plains
She was tumbleweeds a rollin'
In the gentle winds of Fall
And the lights of old Grand Island in the rain
She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made of tears
From the rivers runnin' down the great divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rockin' rollin' highway
A million memories long and two lanes wide
Now the interstate goes sreamin'
Through the backyard of her life
But it just don't send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the highway in the sky
I'm gonna take Old Thirty one more time
One more time...
Woensdag 15 oktober 1969
May I
May I
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
Performer(s): Gordon Lightfoot
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
Ring around the rosy and I’ll catch you if I can
And if you don’t say may I, then you’ll have to start again
But first you must indulge me and count from one to ten
Let the game begin
I adore you when you touch me
Pin the tail upon the donkey, you will surely win
And if you don’t say may I, then I’ll pass the cake around
And I won’t give you any, but you won’t make a sound
You don’t eat soap, anyhow
Red light, green light, blue light, yellow light
You can take three giant steps or a baby step will do
But if you don’t say may I, then I’ll march you out the door
Where you’ll be contemplating the numbers one to four
I hope you’re keeping score
'Cause if you don’t say may I, then I’ll get you with the hose
And spoil your sunday clothes will it please you if I tease you
While you’re at the spindry, I’ll pass the pie around
But you won’t make a sound
You don’t eat blackbird anyhow
There’s four and twenty reasons why it can’t be wrong
How long have you been gone
Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
Peter, peter, pumpkin eater
Wear your sneakers around sound sleepers
Woensdag 15 oktober 1969
Old Tennessee
Old Tennessee
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg; Fools Gold
End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the Winter
Yellows and grays
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
You're coming home
Woke up one morning
The wind through the window
Reminded me Winter
Was just 'round the bend
Somehow I just didn't
See it was coming
It took me by surprise again
And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee ...
Wishing you'd come home to me
Life here is easy
I'm sure you recall
How it's so warm and breezy
In the Summer and the Fall
But Winter's upon me
And I've got no heat here
And I miss your fire so sweet, Dear
I miss your fire so sweet
And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee ...
Wishing you'd come home to me
End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the Winter
Yellows and gray
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
You're coming home
I wonder when you're coming home
Dinsdag 14 oktober 1969
May Each Day
May Each Day
Composer(s): Mort Green; George Wyle
Performer(s): Andy Williams;
José Carreras; John MacNally; Mantovani
May each day in the week be a good day
May the Lord always watch over you
And may all of your hopes turn to wishes
And may all of your wishes come true
May each day in the month be a good day
May you make friends with each one you meet
And may all of your daydreams be memories
And may all of your memories be sweet
The weeks turn to months and the months into years
There'll be sadness and joy, there'll be laughter and tears
But one thing I pray to heaven above
May each of your days be a day full of love
May each day in the year be a good day
May each dawn find you happy and gay
And may all of your days be as lovely
As the one you shared with me today
May each day of your life be a good day
And good night
Dinsdag 14 oktober 1969
Old Swansea Town Once More
Old Swansea Town Once More
(Traditional)
Oh the Lord, made the bees
An' the bees did make the honey
But the Divil sent the woman foe to rob us of our money
An around Cape Horn we'll go!
An when me money's all spent ol' gal
We'll round Cape Horn for more ol' gal ol'gal!
You're the one I do adore
An all I'm living in hope to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more!
Now we're outward bound around Cape Horn
to 'Frisco an' around
I'll send you letters when we get there
An' you'll know I'm homeward bound ol' gal ol' gal!
Now when we're homeward bound, my dear
I'll bring you silks galore
I'll bring you jewels an' rings an' things
An ye won't wear the weeds no more, ol' gal ol' gal.
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
Now when we're leaving 'Frisco Town
Outside of the Golden Gate
I'll write my last letter to you, me dear
Then ye won't have so long to wait, old gal, old gal!
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
An' when we're leavin' the old Fallerones
bound for my o' Swansea
I know ye'll pull gal, on the string
For to haul me in from sea, old gal, old gal!
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
An then when we're rounded old Cape Horn
Climbin' the hill for home
Passed teh Western Islands into the Bay
We'll have no further for to roam, old gal, old gal!
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
An' then when we up the Channel do sail
I'll pray that you'll be there
To wait, me dear, on Swansea pier
My lovely presents for to share, old gal, old gal!
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
When Swansea Town we're off once more
We'll see the lights so clear
I know that's Megan down on the pier
In her dimity apron dear, old gal, old gal!
Chorus:
You're the one I do adore
An' all I've livin' in hopes to see
Is ol' Swansea Town once more, old gal, old gal!
You're the one I do adore
So take me ropes an' make me fast
In ol' Swansea Town once more
Maandag 13 oktober 1969
Maxwell's Silver Hammer
