Zondag 14 december 1969
Me & My Uncle
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Me & My Uncle
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Zondag 14 december 1969
On Marche
On Marche
Composer(s): Christophe Bardy; Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Il faut marcher, marcher
Marcher tout l'temps, il faut
Marcher devant, il faut
Marcher gagnant
Tu n'marches pas, t'es foutu
Les autres te marchent dessus
Il faut marcher mordant
Ou t'es perdant
On marche
On marche
Sur le grand quai des p'tits départs
On pardonne aucun retard
Le monde des fous est en partance
Avance!
Dans la cadence de l'infernal
Le moindre arrêt devient fatal
Y a pas toujours de second'chance
Avance!
Tes amis te délaissent
Et tes amours te blessent
De vrai en faux
De laid en beau
T'avances... t'avances
Il faut marcher, marcher
Marcher tout l'temps, il faut
Marcher devant, il faut
Marcher gagnant
Tu n' marches pas, t'es foutu
Les autres te marchent dessus
Ils t'attendent au tournant
La haine au vent!
Dans ce métro, boulot, salauds
Les jolies blondes jouent les machas
Tout l'monde se pousse au fer de lance
Zaterdag 13 december 1969
Me And My Shadow
Me And My Shadow
Composer(s): Al Jolson; Dave Dreyer; Billy Rose
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers
and various other artists
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me by one by one
Guess I'll wind up like I always do
With only....
Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Oh, me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's twelve o'clock we climb the stairs
We never knock 'cause nobody's there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
When the sun sets on the far horizon
And the parlour lamps begin to glow
Jim and Jack and John
Put their slippers on.
They're all set but we're still on the go
So lonely....
Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Oh, me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's twelve o'clock we climb the stairs
We never knock 'cause nobody's there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue
Zaterdag 13 december 1969
On M'Appelle Simplet
On M'Appelle Simplet
Composer(s): Jean Manse; Roger Dumas
Performer(s): Fernandel
Les oiseaux sont mes confidents
Et quand je siffle entre mes dents
Ils me comprennent tous en somme
Ils sont plus sensibles à mes maux
Pour n'être que des animaux
Ils sont moins bêtes que les hommes
Voilà pourquoi autour de moi
Faisant la joie des villageois
D'un sobriquet on me prénomme
Toujours en me montrant du doigt
Avec un petit air narquois
On m'appelle Simplet
L'Innocent du village
Doux comme un agnelet
Je mène la vie d'un sage
Chantant gaiement
Moi, je vis de l'air du temps
Je dois tout ça
Aux conseils de mon papa
Je garde son secret
C'est mon seul héritage
Mon bonheur est complet
On m'appelle Simplet
On me prend pour un grand enfant
On est pour moi très indulgent
Tous mes péchés, on les pardonne
Je conjure le mauvais sort
Ma présence est un réconfort
C'est un peu de joie que je donne
Et c'est ainsi que sans souci
Sûr et hardi dans mon Midi
J'ai grandi de façon bouffonne
Si je n'ai pas beaucoup d'esprit
Au fond vous m'en voyez ravi
On m'appelle Simplet
L'Innocent du village
Doux comme un agnelet
Je mène la vie d'un sage
Chantant gaiement
Moi, je vis de l'air du temps
Je dois tout ça
Aux conseils de mon papa
Je garde son secret
C'est mon seul héritage
Mon bonheur est complet
On m'appelle Simplet, Simplet
Vrijdag 12 december 1969
Me And My Melinda
Me And My Melinda
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Kay Kyser; Bunny Berigan;
Johnny Desmond; Gene Krupa & His Orch.
Me and my Melinda
My Melinda and me
We are bound up together in sympathy
Me and my Melinda
We are seldom apart
On the nights when I feel
Like a heart to heart
When I'm blue
We just sit there holding hands
And when we do
My Melinda understands
When I'm having trouble
That I cannot disclose
When I can't tell the world
Of my private woes
Long before I tell her
My Melinda knows
Vrijdag 12 december 1969
On M'A Donné
On M'A Donné
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
On m'a donné des yeux et l'on m'a dit regardes
J'ai eu beau regarder je n'ai rien entrevu
On m'a donné un coeur et l'on m'a dit prends garde
J'ai eu beau prendre garde un jour je l'ai perdu
On m'a donné l'amour hélas je le regrette
Car il s'en est allé depuis je n'y crois plus
On m'a donné un corps mais j'ai perdu la tête
Et j'ai souillé mon corps dans des bras inconnus
On m'a donné, on m'a donné
On m'a donné des rêves mais quelle imposture
Car ces rêves ne sont que de longs cauchemars
On m'a donné des lèvres afin qu'elles murmurent
Elles n'ont jamais dit que des mots sans espoir
On m'a donné des larmes de joies de souffrances
Je ne pleure jamais car mon coeur est de bois
On m'a donné aussi en plus une conscience
Mais au fond de moi-même elle n'a plus de voix
On m'a donné, on m'a donné
Pourquoi
On m'a donné des livres afin que je lise
Mais je les ai brûlé sans les avoir ouverts
On m'a donné des mains pour les joindre à l'église
Mais qui sait si j'irai au ciel ou en enfer
On m'a donné une âme à garder pure et blanche
Mais j'ai vendu mon âme au diable un beau matin
On m'a donné la vie qui a pris sa revanche
Mais j'ai gâcher la vie que j'avais dans mes mains
Dieu m'est témoin on m'a donné
On m'a donné, en vain
Donderdag 11 december 1969
Me And My Life
Me And My Life
Composer(s): Alan Blakley; Len "Chip" Hawkes
Performer(s): The Tremeloes
Mama, let me go I don't want to stay
Hey Daddy, put our whip away
I wish, I was away
away, away
Hey mama
Maybe I'm a loner, but I've got to say
hey, I've got to try to break away
I wish, I was away
away
hey mama
Wouldn't like to have my own mind
living on my own might work out just fine
Oh, me and my life, me and my life
oh, me and my life
Oh, me and my life, me and my life
oh, me and my life
Mama, let me go I don't want to stay
Hey Daddy, put our whip away
I wish, I was away
away, away
Hey mama
Maybe I'm a loner, but I've got to say
Hey, I've got to try to break away
I wish, I was away
away
hey mama
Wouldn't like to have my own mind
living on my own might work out just fine
Oh, me and my life, me and my life
oh, me and my life
Oh, me and my life, me and my life
oh, me and my life
Donderdag 11 december 1969
On M'A Dit Que
On M'A Dit Que
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
On m'a dit qu'j'avais dit que
Du mal de toi parc'que
Tu t'répandais sur moi
C't'hiver j'aurai pas froid
Tu m'as bien habillé
Mais j't'ai bien costumée
Et ceux qui t'aiment font semblant t'écouter
C'est pour mieux te miner
Veulent nous voir séparés
Ne crois pas
Aux washah - washah - washah
Halte à tout, parle-moi, retrouvons-nous
Laisse les vipères siffler
Laisse le bon temps rouler
Même s'il y a pas d'fumée sans feu
L'amour ça s'brûle a deux
Mais on m'a dit qu't'as dit que
j'ne suis pas une mauvaise langue, je n'rapporterai pas
que quand j'rentre au p'tit matin, t'es pas toujours là
Washah - washah - washah
On m'a dit qu't'avais dit que
Du mal de moi parce que
Je balançais sur toi
Des choses qu'existaient pas
On m'a dit qu't'as dis que du mal de moi parce que
J't'ai délaissée mais j't'ai pas mis d'collier
J't'ai pas abandonnée
J'suis pas fait pour dresser
Ne crois pas
Aux washah - washah - washah
Je ressemble a tous ces chiens
Qu'on met d'vant les niches
Je fais semblant de garder
J'aboie, mais je triche
Washah - washah - washah
Woensdag 10 december 1969
Me And My Baby
Me And My Baby
Performer(s): Ann Reinking & Boys; Rob Fisher
Roxie:
Look at my baby my baby and me..
Me and my baby
My baby and me
We're 'bout as happy as babies can be
What if I find
That I'm causght in a storm?
I don't care
my baby's there
And baby's bound to keep me warm
We're sticking together
And ain't we got fun
So much together
You'd count us as one
Tell old man worry to go climb a tree
'cause I've got my baby
I'm with my baby
Look at my baby and me
Looka my baby
my baby and me
A dream of a duo
Now don't you agree
Why keep it mum
When there's nothing to hid?
And what I feel
I must reveal
It's more that I can keep inside
And I can assure you
It won't go away
Let me assur you
It grow every day
I was a one once
But now I' a 'we'
'cause I got my baby
My dear little baby
Looka my baby and me
Roxie and boys:
Looka my baby
My baby and me
Facing the world
Optimistically
Nothing can stop us
So nobody try
'cause baby's rough
And full of stuff
And incidentally, so am I
Get out of our way, folks
And give us some room
Watch how we bubble
And blossom and bloom
Life was a prison
But we got the key
Me and my baby
My dear little baby
My cute little baby
My sweet little baby
My fat little baby
My soft little baby
My pink little baby
My bald little baby
Looka my baby
Roxie:
And me
Woensdag 10 december 1969
On London Bridge
On London Bridge
Composer(s): Roy Bennett; Sid Tepper
Performer(s): Jo Stafford
I walked on London Bridge last night
I saw you by the lamppost light
Then bells rang out in sleepy Londontown
And London Bridge came tumbling down
The sky was hidden by a mist
But just like magic when we kissed
The moon and stars were shining all around
When London Bridge came tumbling down
Just you and I over the river
Two hearts suspended in space
And there so high over the river
A miracle tookplace
Two empty arms found love to hold
Two smoke rings turned to rings of gold
I bless the night we met in Londontown
When London Bridge came tumbling down
Just you and I over the river
Two hearts suspended in space
And there so high over the river
A miracle took place
I bow my head in silent prayer
And thank Him for the love we share
He blessed the night we met in Londontown
When London bridge came tumbling down
Dinsdag 9 december 1969
Me And My Arrow
Me And My Arrow
Composer(s): Harry Nilsson
Performer(s): Harry Nilsson;
Lori Cullen; Micky Dolenz; Hugo Montenegro
Me and my arrow
Straighter than narrow
Wherever we go, every one knows
It's me and my arrow
Me and my arrow
Taking the high road
Wherever we go, everyone knows
It's me and my arrow
And in the morning when I wake up
She may be gone, I don't know
And we make up just to break up
I'll carry on, oh yes I will
Me and my arrow
(do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
Straighter than narrow
Wherever we go, every one knows
It's me and my arrow
Me and my arrow
Me and my arrow
Me and my arrow
Me and mt arrow
Me and my arrow
Me and my arrow
(do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
Straighter than narrow
Wherever we go, every one knows
It's me and my arrow
Dinsdag 9 december 1969
On Laisse Tous Un Jour
On Laisse Tous Un Jour
Composer(s): Vline Buggy;
Hugues Aufray; Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
On laisse tous un jour
Un peu de notre vie
Sur une table
Dans le fond d'un café
Sur une table
Que l'on oublie jamais
On laisse tous un jour
Un peu de ses amis
Tous les poètes
Venus se mettre au chaud
Sur la banquette
Dans un coin de bistrot
On dit "salut"
On commande un demi
Et on refait le monde
Mais le monde est si grand
Qu'il nous faut bien toute la nuit
On laisse tous un jour
Un peu de nos amours
Que l'on griffonne
Sur la nappe en papier
Et qu'on chiffonne
Au fond d'un cendrier
Elle dit "bonjour"
On commande un demi
On lui promet le monde
Mais pour donner le monde
Il nous faut bien toute la nuit
La la la la la la...
Maandag 8 december 1969
Me And Mrs. Jones
Me And Mrs. Jones
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff; Cary Gilbert
Performer(s): Billy Paul
Me and Mrs. Jones, we got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it cool down now
We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song
Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Mrs. Jones got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it cool down now
We gotta be extra careful that we don't build our hopes too high
Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I
Me, me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Mrs. Jones got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it cool down now
Well, it's time for us to be leaving
Iit hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet the same place, the same time
Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Maandag 8 december 1969
On Ilkley Moor Baht'At
On Ilkley Moor Baht'At
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Black Dyke Mills Band
Wheear 'as ta bin sin ah saw thee?
On Ilkla Moor baht'at?!
Wheear 'as ta bin sin ah saw thee?
On Ilkla Moor baht'at?!
On Ilkla Moor baht'at?!
Tha's been a cooartin' Mary Jane
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Tha's been a cooartin' Mary Jane|
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Tha's bahn t'catch thi deeath o'cowd
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Tha's bahn t'catch thi deeath o'cowd
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall ha' to bury thee
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall ha' to bury thee
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then t'worms 'll cum and eat thee oop
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then t'worms 'll cum and eat thee oop
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then ducks 'll cum and eat oop t'worms
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then ducks 'll cum and eat oop t'worms
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall go an' ate oop ducks
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall go an' ate oop ducks
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall all 'ave etten thee
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Then we shall all 'ave etten thee
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
That's wheer we get us oahn back
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
That's wheer we get us oahn back
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
On Ilkla Moor baht'at
Zondag 7 december 1969
Me And Molly
Me And Molly
Composer(s): Willie P. Bennett
Performer(s): Willie P. Bennett
The sun she was dying and going down slow
The clouds were bursting and bringing down snow
And all in all no one really cared to know
That the bitter end of summer was dying
Now I've watched a million dreams
Go up in smoke
And Lord the way I laugh and scream about it
It ain't no joke anymore
Anyway
Who spoke about it
The clouds went away and the moon came to stay
And the stars were sending down
Jeweled fire
And it shone through my window
And showed me the glow
Of Molly still flushed with desire
Now we would all like to close our eyes
And lick the snow as it goes by
Feel it in our faces
Hold a hand full of aces
And be the winner
When it comes time for us to die
The sun she was dying and going down slow
The clouds were bursting and bringing down snow
And all in all no one really cared to know
That the bitter end of summer was dying
Zondag 7 december 1969
On Hyndford Street
On Hyndford Street
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison
Take me back, take me way, way, way back
On Hyndford Street
Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven
On long summer nights
As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg
And the voices whispered across Beechie River
In the quietness as we sank into restful slumber in the silence
And carried on dreaming, in God
And walks up Cherry Valley from North Road Bridge, railway line
On sunny summer afternoons
Picking apples from the side of the tracks
That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on Cyprus Avenue
Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings
And meeting down by the pylons
Playing round Mrs. Kelly's lamp
Going out to Holywood on the bus
And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside
Stopping at Fusco's for ice cream
In the days before rock 'n' roll
Hyndford Street, Abetta Parade
Orangefield, St. Donard's Church
Sunday six-bells, and in between the silence there was conversation
And laughter, and music and singing, and shivers up the back of the neck
And tuning in to Luxembourg late at night
And jazz and blues records during the day
Also Debussy on the third programme
Early mornings when contemplation was best
Going up the Castlereagh hills
And the cregagh glens in summer and coming back
To Hyndford Street, feeling wondrous and lit up inside
With a sense of everlasting life
And reading Mr. Jelly Roll and Big Bill Broonzy
And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow
And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac
Over and over again
And voices echoing late at night over Beechie River
And it's always being now, and it's always being now
It's always now
Can you feel the silence?
On Hyndford Street where you could feel the silence
At half past eleven on long summer nights
As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg
And the voices whispered across Beechie River
And in the quietness we sank into restful slumber in silence
And carried on dreaming in God
Zaterdag 6 december 1969
Me And Little Andy
Me And Little Andy
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Dolly Parton
Late one cold and stormy night I heard a dog a-barkin'
Then I thought I heard somebody at my door a-knockin'
I wondered who could be outdide in such an awful storm
Then I saw a little girl with a puppy in her arms
Before I could say a word she said, "My name is Sandy
And this here is my puppy dog, it's name is little Andy"
Standing in the bitter cold in just a ragged dress
Then I asked her to come in and this is what she said...
"Ain't ya got no gingerbread
Ain't ya got no candy
Ain't ya got an extra bed for me and little Andy
Patty cake and bakersman
My mommy ran away again
And we was all alone and didn't know what else to do
I wonder if you'll let us stay with you
Giddy up trotty horse, going to the mill
Can we stay all night
If you don't love us no one will
I promise we won't cry
London bridge is fallin' down
My daddy's drunk again in town
And we was all alone and didn't know what we could do
I wonder if you'll let us stay with you"
She was just a little girl, not more than six or seven
But that night as they slept the angels took them both to heaven
God knew little Andy would be lonesome with her gone
Now Sandy and her puppy dog won't ever be alone
Ain't ya got no gingerbread
Ain't ya got no candy
Ain't ya got an extra bed for me and little (whispers) Andy
Zaterdag 6 december 1969
On Horseback
On Horseback
Composer(s): Mike Oldfield; William Murray
Performer(s): Mike Oldfield
I like beer, and I like cheese
I like the smell of a westerly breeze
But what I like more than all of these
Is to be on horseback
Hey and away we go
Through the grass, across the snow
Big brown beastie, big brown face
I'd rather be with you than flying through space
I like thunder, and I like rain
And open fires, and roaring flames
But if the thunder's in my brain
I'd like to be on horseback
Some like the city, some the noise
Some make chaos, and others, toys
But if I was to have the choice
I'd rather be on horseback
Chorus
Some find it strange to be here
On this small planet, and who knows where
But when it's strange and full of fear
It's nice to be on horseback
Some are short, and others tall
Some hit their heads against the wall
But it doesn't really matter at all
When you happen to be on horseback
Chorus
So if you you feel a little glum
To Hergest Ridge you should come
In summer, winter, rain or sun
It's good to be on horseback
Chorus
Chorus
You know, I'd rather be on horseback
Vrijdag 5 december 1969
Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard
Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon
and various other artists
The mama pajama rolled out of bed
And she ran to the police station
When the papa found out he began to shout
And he started the investigation
It's against the law
It was against the law
What the mama saw
It was against the law
The mama looked down and spit on the ground
Everytime my name gets mentioned
The papa said oy if I get that boy
I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention
Well I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm going
I'm on my way I'm taking my time
But I done know where
Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona
See you, me and Julio
Down by the schoolyard
See you, me and Julio
Down by the schoolyard
Me and Julio down by the schoolyard
In a couple of days they come and
Take me away
But the press let the story leak
And when the radical priest
Come to get me released
We was all on the cover of Newsweek
And I'm on my way
I don't know where I'm going
I'm on my way I'm taking my time
But I don't know where
Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona
See you, me and Julio
Down by the schoolyard
See you, me and Julio
Down by the schoolyard
See you, me and Julio
Down by the schoolyard
Vrijdag 5 december 1969
On Frappe
