Maandag 24 mei 1971
Merry-Go-Round (ABBA)
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Merry-Go-Round
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Stig Anderson - Björn Ulvaeus
Performer(s): ABBA
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Maandag 24 mei 1971
Get On Up
Get On Up
Composer(s): Gilbert Moorer;
Bill Sheppard; Johnny Taylor
Performer(s): The Esquires
Ooh, ooh ooh, dit-dit-dit-do
Ooh, ooh ooh, dit-dit-dit-do
Get on up (get on up)
Get on up (get on up)
Now get on up (get on up)
Now get on up (get on up)
How can you sit yourself down for a rest
When you know that I'm trying my best
To dance with you, girl (get on up)
To dance with you, girl (get on up)
So get on up (get on up)
On the floor (get on up)
Get on up, now (get on up)
And dance some more (get on up)
Get on up (get on up)
Let's boogaloo (get on up)
Get on up, now (get on up)
Just me and you (get on up)
(repeat chorus)
Da da da da da da
Hey you (get on up)
Over there (get on up)
Get on up, now (get on up)
Don't go nowhere (get on up)
We gonna dance, dance, dance
We gonna dance, dance, dance
The boogaloo (get on up)
Too (get on up)
We're gonna do the Monkey (the Philly Dog too)
We're gonna do the Jerk (just me and you)
We're gonna dance, dance, dance
We're gonna Shing-a-ling
We're gonna do the Thing
Tonight
Dit-dit-dit-do
So get on up (get on up)
And sock it to me (get on up)
Get on up (get on up)
And rock it to me (get on up)
So get on up (get on up)
And sock it to me (get on up)
Zondag 23 mei 1971
Love's Old Sweet Song
Love's Old Sweet Song
Composer(s): G. Clifton Bingham - James Molloy
Performer(s): Nelson Eddy
and multiple other artists
Once in the dear dead days beyond recall
When on the world the mists began to fall
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts love sang an old sweet song
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam
Softly it wove itself into our dream
Just a song at twilight
When the lights are low
And the flickering shadows
Softly come and go
Though the heart be weary
Sad the day and long
Still to us at twilight comes love's old song
Comes love's old sweet song
Even today we hear love's song of yore
Deep in our hearts it dwells forever more
Footsteps may falter, weary grows our way
Still we can hear it at the close of day
So till the end when life's dim shadows fall
Love will be found the sweetest song of all
Just a song at twilight
When the lights are low
And the flickering shadows
Softly come and go
Though the heart be weary
Sad the day and long
Still to us at twilight comes love's old song
Comes love's old sweet song
Zondag 23 mei 1971
Mon Credo
Mon Credo
Composer(s): André Pascal; Paul Mauriat
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu; Paul Mauriat
Oui je crois, qu'une vie ça commence avec un mot d'amour
Oui je crois, que la mienne commence à partir de ce jour
Oui je crois, à tous les mots d'amour que tu inventes pour moi
Oui je crois, tout ce que tu me dis parce que je crois en toi
Aussi vrai qu'avec un peu d'amour on fait tourner la terre
Aussi vrai que tes yeux sont ma seule lumière
Aussi vrai que ma vie tient au fil de nos joies
Oui je crois, que mes jours n'attendaient qu'un mot d'amour de toi
Je crois, que tout l'amour du monde est là quand tu es près de moi
J'y crois chaque fois que tu m'ouvres tes bras
Oui je crois, qu'on peut bâtir un monde avec des mots d'amour
Oui je crois, que nous ferons ce monde à nous deux chaque jour
Oui je crois, qu'il nous faudra mêler nos larmes et nos joies
Mais je crois, que j'aimerai la vie si je vis avec toi
Aussi vrai qu'avec un peu d'amour on fait tourner la terre
Aussi vrai que tes yeux sont ma seule lumière
Aussi vrai que ma vie tient au fil de nos joies
Oui je crois, que mes jours n'attendaient qu'un mot d'amour de toi
Je crois, que tout l'amour du monde est là quand tu est là
Je crois à chaque vérité qui me viendra de toi...
Oui je crois!
Zondag 23 mei 1971
Get On Top
Get On Top
Composer(s): Larry Beckett; Tim Buckley
Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Like a slow burn slow burn
Ya move that mama over to me
Get on top of me woman
Get on top
Let me see what you learned tonight
Then I talk in tongues mama
Oh when I love you
Yes I talk in tongues
Get on top of me woman
Get on top,
Get on top of me woman
I just wanna see what you learned
Well like a bitch dog in heat we had those bed springs a
Squeakin' all day long
And didn't you hear those walls a talkin'
Zondag 23 mei 1971
Non Hai Più
Non Hai Più
((French Version: Tu N'as Plus (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Calabrese - Charles Aznavour - Garvarentz
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Abbiamo io e te folleggiato qua e là
Ma è tempo di andar con più tranquillità
Si veste ogni nuova avventura
Di non attendibilità
E più di una brutta figura
La fuga ti risparmierà
Non hai più, non hai più
La prestanza del tempo che fu
Non ti resta una volta di più
Che sperare...
Non hai più, non hai più
La superbia tua prima virtù
E, mancando l'ardore che fu
Ah, che vuoi fare?
Non hai vitalità
Sei più triste che mai
E non c'è sazietà
In quel poco che dai
Se ne è andata l'età
Delle tua facoltà senza pari
Non hai più, non hai più
Puoi sognare se vuoi pure tu
I ricordi potrai tutt'al più
Raccontare
Non hai più, non hai più
Tante arie da mettere sù
Vieni amico, contemplati
In uno specchio
Non hai più, non hai più
Il tuo corpo da "attenta-virtù"
E gli sguardi non fremono più
Da parecchio
Sei quel frutto che ormai
Non si raccoglierà
Perché spremerlo ormai
Per quel poco che dà
Ma riposati và
E poi campa da povero vecchio
Non hai più, non hai più
I delitti di lesa virtù
Buonanotte all'ardore che fu
... Ed al secchio!
Non hai più, non hai più
Ma sta' calmo, ragionaci sù
Oramai non attaccano più
Le promesse
Non hai più, non hai più
Che da essere papà tutt'al più
Queste cose, non ciò che vuoi tu
Sono ammesse
Sulla fronte che hai
Più spaziosa che mai
Spunteranno le insegne di regalità
Che purtropo però solo ai cervi
Natura concesse
Non hai più, non hai più
Che i discorsi del tempo che fu
Stringi femmine come vuoi tu, trepidanti
Ma ne devi pagar le virtù
In contanti
Zaterdag 22 mei 1971
Lovesick Blues
Lovesick Blues
((French Version: Je Ne Pense Qu'à L'amour (Eddy Mitchell) - 1963))
Composer(s): Irving Mills - Cliff Friend
First release by: Elsie Clark - 1922
Covered by multiple other artists
I got a feelin' called the blues
Since my baby said good-bye
Lawd I don't know what l'll do
All I do is sit and sigh
That last long day she said goodbye
Well Lawd, I thought I would cry
She'd do me, she'd do you
She's got that kind of lovin'
Lawd, I love to hear her
When she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream
I hate to think it's all over
I lost my heart it seems
I've grown so used to you somehow
But I'm nobody's sugar daddy now
And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal
That's whats the matter with me
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal
But she don't care about me
Lawd I tried and tried to keep her satisfied
But she just wouldn't stay
So now that she is leavin'
This is all I say ...
Zaterdag 22 mei 1971
Mon Corps
Mon Corps
Composer(s): Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki
Mon corps ce compagnon de jeux et de souffrances
Mon corps que je partage et qui revient toujours
S'endormir avec moi dans le même silence
Épuisé de plaisir et rassasié d'amour
Mon corps cet étranger que parfois j'apprivoise
Pour en faire l'offrande à la dame de coeur
Qui m'a offert le sien son corps que je pavoise
Aux couleurs du valet et celles du joker
Mon corps que je connais depuis mon plus jeune âge
Qui n'a que moi au monde et qui veille qur moi
Qui reçoit les honneurs et subit les outrages
Mon corps mon âme soeur et mon frère siamois
Mon corps ce vagabond qui m'emmène en ballade
Insatiable de tout et qui n'a peur de rien
D'accord pour la luxure et prêt pour la croisade
Capitaine au long cours ou simple galérien
Mon corps ce compagnon de jeux et de souffrances
Qui me montre la route quand je perds le nord
Qui me suit pas à pas dans toutes mes errances
Fidèles l'un à l'autre à la vie à la mort
Zaterdag 22 mei 1971
Get Off My Cloud
Get Off My Cloud
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones;
and various other artists
I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window
Imagining the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up like a Union Jack
And says, I've won five pounds if I have his kind of detergent pack
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby
The telephone is ringing, I say, "Hi, it's me
Who is there on the line?"
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?"
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine
He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise
Don't you people ever wanna go to bed?
Just 'cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?"
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby
I was sick and tired, fed up with this
And decided to take a drive downtown
It was so very queit and peaceful
There was nobody, not a soul around
I laid myself out, I was so tired
And I started to dream
In the morning the parking tickets were just like a flag stuck on my window screen
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby
I said, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud...
Vrijdag 21 mei 1971
Je Ne Pense Qu'à L'amour
Je Ne Pense Qu'à L'amour
((Adapted from: Lovesick Blues (Elsie Clark) - 1922))
Composer(s): Irving Mills - Cliff Friend - Fernand Bonifay
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1963
"Moi, je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Mais l’Amour veut-il de moi?
Je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Mais lui pense-t-il à moi?
J’aimerais pourtant bien rencontrer
La fille dont j’ai toujours rêvé
Impatient, je l’attends
Je l’attends depuis longtemps
Dans le grand jardin fleuri
De mes longues nuits
Je ne changerai pas
Je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Et c’est bien mon droit
Car à vingt ans, c’est le moment
De mener son cœur tambour battant
Et de vivre sa vie
A sa fantaisie
Je peux danser, m’amuser
Essayer de me saouler
Dans les rythmes endiablés
Je peux rester enfermé
Dans ma chambre, sans parler
Pendant des soirées
Je peux sortir, revenir
Fouiller dans mes souvenirs
Rien ne peut me guérir
Je reste seul, abandonné
L ‘Amour m’a oublié
Mais, je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Car l’Amour c’est tout pour moi
Je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Qui me glisse entre les doigts
J’aimerais pourtant bien rencontrer
La fille dont j’ai toujours rêvé
Impatient, je l’attends
Je l’attends depuis longtemps
Dans le grand jardin fleuri
De mes longues nuits
Je ne changerai pas
Je ne pense qu’à l’Amour
Et c’est bien mon droit
Je ne suis pas celui qu’on croit
Celle qui viendra le comprendra
Car je n’ai qu’une envie, l’aimer pour toute la vie
Je n’ai qu’une envie, l’aimer pour toute la vie"
Vrijdag 21 mei 1971
Lovely Rita
Lovely Rita
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Lovely Rita meter maid ...
Lovely Rita meter maid ...
Lovely Rita meter maid ...
Nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of Rita
filling in a ticket in her little white book
In a cap she looked much older
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look a little like a military man
Lovely Rita meter maid ...
May I inquire discreetly
When are you free to take some tea with me
Took her out and tried to win her
Had a laugh and over dinner
Told her I would really like to see her again
Got the bill and Rita paid it
Took her home I nearly made it
Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two
Oh, Lovely Rita meter maid ...
Where would I be without you
Give us a wink and make me think of you
Vrijdag 21 mei 1971
Mon Copain Julie
Mon Copain Julie
(Adapted from: Southern Nights - 1975)
Composer(s): Allen Toussaint - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Un copain
C'est sympa quand ça s'appelle Julie
Quand c'est tout blond
Quand ça met des talons
Et que ça dort parfois dans mon lit
Un copain
C'est sympa quand c'est une fille jolie
Quand ça se déshabille
Et quand ça rougit pour un petit rien
Quand ça fait tout pour qu'on soit bien
Un copain
Qui ressemble en tout à sa maman
Qui fait l'amour comme Dorothée Lamour
Et qui attend depuis longtemps
Le cheval blanc du prince charmant
Un copain
Sur qui ça retourne les copains
Et de qui l'on rêve
Comme on rêve d'une star
Avant de glisser dans le noir
Le soir, le soir ...
Un copain
Que j'appelle quelques fois très tard
Qui sait me dire des mots qui me font rire
Et emporte au petit matin
Mes chagrins, mon cafard
Un copain
Qui ressemble à l'amie de toujours
Qui ne tient pas deux places
Mais qui remplace un amour
Un copain
C'est sympa quand ça s'appelle Julie
Un copain
C'est sympa quand c'est une fille jolie
Vrijdag 21 mei 1971
Get Off
Get Off
Composer(s): William Carlos Diggs; Ishmael Ledesma
Performer(s): Foxy
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah
Get off
Music may ease and end all discretion
So we can get off
We keep under the sheets with two lovelys
So we can get off
Said I hope that we get the promise, ladies
And make me get off
Take it from girls with our imagination
So we can get off
Call me up at your place, I can love you crazy
In the heat you will understand
Danger and excitement, that’s what makes a lady
Find out what she wants in a man
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get off
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Lookin?through that dress that drive me crazy and makes me get off
Sensuality excites my mind, it makes get off
If I were you I’d get a good perspective on how to get off
Love me wild and love me crazy, so we can get off
Call me up at your place, I can love you crazy
In the heat you will understand
Danger and excitement, that’s what makes a lady
Find out what she wants in a man
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get off
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Get off
So get off to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Get off to get off, to get off, get off
So get off, get off, to get off, to get, get off
Get off to get off, get off, get off
To get off, to get off, to get off, to get, get off
Get off, get off, get off, to get off
Get off to get off, get off, get, get off
Get off, get off, so get off, just get off
Get off, get off, get off
Donderdag 20 mei 1971
Lovely Nights
Lovely Nights
Composer(s): Dean Ford
Performer(s): Marmalade
Lovely nights, quiet nights, golden nights with you
Love's a dream, evergreen, never seen you blue
Don't let your woman down
Pick her up and make her feel she is somebody
That's the way to be - wo-ho
Lovely nights, quiet nights, golden nights with you
Love's a dream, evergreen, never seen you blue
And when you fall in love
Pick her up and make her feel she is somebody
That's the way to be - wo-ho
Lovely nights, quiet nights with you
Lovely nights with you
Quiet nights with you
Golden nights with you
Donderdag 20 mei 1971
Mon Combat
Mon Combat
Performer(s): Aïda Aznavour
Mon combat
Je l'ai livré avec mon âme
Et la foi
Qui dormait au fond de mon coeur
Me dévorait de mille flammes
Et sa voix, et sa voix
Me faisait rêver de bonheur
À l'amour
Qu'est le combat que tous les êtres
Tour à tour
Livrent au vent du désespoir
À l'amour
Qu'est le seul bien qui nous pénètre
Chaque jour, chaque jour
Avec plus de force et d'espoir
Mon combat
C'est la lutte de tout le monde
Pour son droit
En des jours meilleurs
Mon combat
Je l'ai livré avec mon âme
Et la foi
Qui dormait au fond de mon coeur
Mon combat
Me dévorait de mille flammes
Et sa voix, et sa voix
Me faisait rêver de bonheur
Mon combat
Je l'ai livré avec furie
Et la joie
Que je récolte est bien à moi
Mon combat
Je l'ai gagné avec ma vie
Pour que toi et moi
Nous ayons l'amour
J'ai livré un jour
Mon combat
Donderdag 20 mei 1971
Get Me To The World On Time
Get Me To The World On Time
Composer(s): Jill Jones; Annette Tucker
Performer(s): The Electric Prunes
Here I go (higher, higher)
Here I go (higher, higher)
Here I go, go, go, go, go
You gotta get me to the world on time
You gotta get me to the world on time
The minute you walk in the room I break into a sweat
My hands begin to shake so bad I can't light my cigarrette
Then you start walkin' towards me and my cool comes all undone
If I could get my feet to move I'd turn around and run
My pulse is beatin' faster
And I'm headin' for disaster
Here I go (higher, higher)
Here I go (higher, higher)
Here I go
Get me to the world on time
You gotta get me to the world on time
One kiss from you and my whole body starts to actin' strange
You shake up all my hormones, you put me through a change
This chemical reaction isn't easy to refine
You drive me to distraction, you disturb my peace of mind
You got me spinning like a top now
And I don't know how to stop now
Is this what loves all about
Lately I feel so without
Wild sensations
Sweet frustrations
You get me goin' and theres no slowin' me down
Here I go
Whoa here I go, go
Woensdag 19 mei 1971
Lovely Lady
Lovely Lady
Composer(s): Ted Koehler - Jimmy McHugh
Performer(s): Kenny Baker
and multiple other artists
Lovely lady, I'm falling madly
In love with you
It's a feeling beyond concealing
What can I do
Take my heart, it's yours alone
To keep forever
Lovely lady, I'm falling madly
In love with you
Woensdag 19 mei 1971
Mon Coeur Vinyle
Mon Coeur Vinyle
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Un blues digital
Me "spleen", me fait mal
Une chanson "laser"
Peut rayer mon cœur
À peine entrée dans ma vie
Tu cherches déjà la sortie
J'suis plus ton "top" plus ton "hit"
Et tu brises mon cœur vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent
D'autres qui dansent
Pas moi, pas moi
Y'en a qu'en meurent
D'autres qui chantent
Comme moi, comme moi
J'ai p't'être trop donné
Je peux plus t'étonner
Plus t'étonner
J'suis p't'être plus ton style
P't'être plus ton style
Plus ton style
Et tu brises mon cœur de vinyle
Je casse comme un disque
Mi-cire mi-plastique
J'suis pas un record
Pour une "collector"
À peine entré dans ta vie
Tu m'montres déjà la sortie
J'suis plus ton "top" plus ton type
Et tu brises mon cœur vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent
D'autres qui dansent
Pas moi, pas moi
Mais les sans-cœur s'en balancent
Comme toi comme toi
J'suis p't'être trop fragile
P't'être plus ton style
Plus ton style
J'suis p't'être trop fragile
P't'être trop fragile
Trop fragile
Et tu brises mon cœur de vinyle
Y'en a qu'en pleurent
D'autres qui dansent
Pas moi, pas moi
Y'en a qu'en meurent
D'autres qui chantent
Comme moi, comme moi
J'suis p't'être plus ton style
Mon cœur de vinyle
C'est p't'être trop fragile
Un cœur de vinyle
Woensdag 19 mei 1971
Get Me To The Church On Time
Get Me To The Church On Time
((Dutch Version: Als Ik Straks De Kerk Maar Haal (by Johan Kaart) - 1960))
Composer(s): Frederick Loewe - Alan Jay Lerner
First performance/First release by: Stanley Holloway, Gordon Dilworth, Rod McLennan - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Jamie, Harry, Friends:
There's just a few more hours
That's all the time you've got
A few more hours
Before they tie the knot
Doolittle:
There are drinks and girls all over London, and I've
gotta track 'em down in just a few more hours!
I'm getting married in the morning!
Ding dong! The bells are gonna chime
Pull out the stopper!
Let's have a whopper!
But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the mornin'
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Girls, come and kiss me
Show how you'll miss me
But get me to the church on time!
If I am dancin'
Roll up the floor
If I am whistlin'
Whewt me out the door!
For I'm gettin' married in the mornin'
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Kick up an rumpus
But don't lost the compass
And get me to the church
Get me to the church
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Doolittle and Everyone:
I'm getting married in the morning
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Doolittle
Drug me or jail me
Stamp me and mail me
All:
But get me to the church on time!
I gotta be there in the morning
Spruced up and lookin' in me prime
Doolittle:
Some bloke who's able
Lift up the table
All:
And get em to the church on time!
Doolittle:
If I am flying
Then shoot me down
If I am wooin'
Get her out of town!
All:
For I'm getting married in the morning!
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime
Doolittle:
Feather and tar me
Call out the Army
But get me to the church
All:
Get me to the church...
Doolittle:
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Harry and Everyone:
Starlight is reelin' home to bed now
Mornin' is smearin' up the sky
London is wakin'
Daylight is breakin'
Good luck, old chum
Good health, goodbye
Doolittle:
I'm gettin' married in the mornin'
Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime...
Hail and salute me
Then haul off and boot me...
And get me to the church
Get me to the church...
For Gawd's sake, get me to the church on time!
Dinsdag 18 mei 1971
Lovely Days
