Zondag 29 november 1970
Mind Games
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Mind Games
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Zondag 29 november 1970
Out In The Country
Out In The Country
Composer(s): Paul Williams; Roger Nichols
Performer(s): Three Dog Night;
and various other artists
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away-ay-ay
I find a quiet place, far from the human race
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Whenever I feel them closing in on me
Or need a bit of room to move
When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Zaterdag 28 november 1970
Mind Demons
Mind Demons
Composer(s): Suzi Quatro; Lennie Tuckey
Performer(s): Suzi Quatro
I couldn't sleep last night
Too much emptiness
It made me so uptight
I needed your caress
Whoo
You were across the hall
And I was too proud to call
Instead I fantasized
I guess that wasn't wise
Whoo - Mind Demons
Whoo - In my brain
Whoo - Mind Demons
Whoo - Drivin' me crazy
I turned on the light
Another sleepless night
I grabbed a magazine
You know the kind I mean
Whoo - Mind Demons
Whoo - In my brain
Whoo - Mind Demons
Whoo - Drivin' me crazy
Zaterdag 28 november 1970
Out In The Cold Again
Out In The Cold Again
Composer(s): Rube Bloom; Ted Koehler
Performer(s): Dean Martin;
and various other artists
(Out in the cold)
The song that you sang so sweetly
You called it our love refrain
It's gone and I'm left completely
Out in the cold again
I dreamed that our love would linger
But just memories remain
As I gaze at that ringless finger
Out in the cold again
True it hurts my pride to step aside for somebody new
But deep down inside my whole world depended on you
I wanted your arms around me
To shelter me from the rain
But now I'm back where you found me
Out in the cold again
(True it hurts my pride to step aside for somebody new)
(But deep down inside my whole world depended on you)
I wanted your arms around me
To shelter me from the rain
But now I'm back where you found me
Out in the cold again
Out in the cold
Vrijdag 27 november 1970
Mind Blowing Decisions
Mind Blowing Decisions
Composer(s): Johnnie Wilder Jr.
Originally performed by: Heatwave
Mind...... blow.....ing
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
So I talk to myself, I give plenty time
To all these decisions lying in my mind
Holding hands or put my arms around her waist
Neither one of these two will I try in haste
Taking my time to work the problem out
Yet trying to convince her that there is no need for doubt
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
So I tell myself again to dig deep within
And remember when we first met we were only friends
Throw a kiss or try to taste her tender lips
Will these be the factors that will make our lives a trip
But just in case things don't settle well with her
I'll say that I'm sorry and keep hoping for the best
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
Must decide how to go. Is she mine I want to know
(Well if you think long you think wrong
So don't think too long)
-sing over chorus-
Must decide how to go
Is she mine I want to know
Must decide how to go
Is she mine I want to know
Marriage or shacking, which way do we go
One of us must let the other know
By taking our time we will work our problems out
'Til death do we part or as friends we'll begin...
Mind blowing (...again) decisions causes head on collisions
Mind blowing decisions causes head on collisions
(repeat chorus)
Vrijdag 27 november 1970
Out Here On My Own
Out Here On My Own
Composer(s): Michael Gore; Lesley Gore
Performer(s): Irene Cara;
and various other artists
Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in
Make believin' is hard alone
Out here on my own
We're always provin' who we are
Always reachin'
For that risin' star
To guide me far
And shine me home
Out here on my own
When I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby be strong for me
Baby belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you
Until the morning sun appears
Making light
Of all my fears
I dry the tears
I've never shown
Out here on my own
But when I'm down and feelin' blue
I close my eyes so I can be with you
Oh, baby be strong for me
Baby, belong to me
Help me through
Help me need you
Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in
I may not win
But I can't be thrown
Out here on my own
Out here on my own
Donderdag 26 november 1970
Mind Baby
Mind Baby
Composer(s): John Palumbo
Performer(s): Crack the Sky
Oh, Mama, baby's a queen in her costumes and cars
Oh, Mama, baby's a sweetie at the fashion show bars
Hey, baby, the lady's a woman and the woman's a child
Oh, Mama, the child's a toy, and the toy has gone wild
And she's over, I mean she thinks she is
And she's over, I mean she looks like she is
And she's over, I mean she still hasn't found her mind, baby
Her mind baby
Oh, Mama, she lives in a house with no lock on the door
Oh, Mama, there's no one upstairs, but there's a great bottom floor
Hey, baby, you throw her a look and she'll comfort your day
Oh, Mama, you throw her a book and she'll throw it away
And she's over, I mean she thinks she is
And she's over, I mean she looks like she is
And she's over, I mean she still hasn't found her mind, baby
Mind baby
Mind baby
Mind baby
And she's over, I mean she thinks she is
And she's over, I mean she looks like she is
And she's over, I mean she still hasn't found her mind, baby
Donderdag 26 november 1970
Out From Under
Out From Under
Composer(s): Allan Holdsworth; Robinson
Performer(s): Allan Holdsworth; Gary Husband
She makes it hard to guess, is it a yes?
Left my bet to ride, my hands are tied
Oh, to see inside
Take the world for a ride...
Coming Out From Under stone
you're not alone
Playing solo, is it a no?
He's some fool and alright
what's done is done
pull out a plum
maybe I'll just cut and run..
(drums and wild chords, 'babe walking')
Out From Under stone
you're not alone
She needs no partner, disheartener
I always came loaded, leaving light
aces all run dry, no longer eye to eye..
Under a stone, you're not alone...
Woensdag 25 november 1970
Mina Ögon
Mina Ögon
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog; Björn Ulvaeus; Bosse Carlgren
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Mina ögon, blå i glädje
Som fick se dig le av lycka, min vän
Mina ögon, grå i vrede
Som du kysste blå och mjuka igen
Får inte längre liv av elden inom mig
Som brann när jag var nära dig
Mina ögon fylls av frusen eld som liknar tårar
Minns du mina ögon där du såg hur stark du var
Och hur jag brann, hur elden brann?
Mina ögon fylls av frusen eld som liknar tårar
Mina ögon, som jag frågar
När jag undrar om jag drömt att du fanns
Mina ögon, som jag plågar
Varje gång jag ser din bild någonstans
Får inte längre kraft av elden inom mig
Som brann när du var här hos mig
Mina ögon fylls av frusen eld som liknar tårar
Minns du mina ögon där du såg hur stark du var
Och hur jag brann, hur elden brann?
Mina ögon fylls av frusen eld som liknar tårar
Mina ögon fylls av frusen eld som liknar tårar
Woensdag 25 november 1970
Out And About
Out And About
Composer(s): Tommy Boyce; Bobby Hart
Performer(s): Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
Nothing going on around here
That hasn't gone on all year
Stayin' in day out and day in
Wishin' I was outside playin'
Out and about, I got a little thing going for me
Out and about, free from all the things that bore me
Out and about, riding all around the city
Out and about, all the girls they look so pretty
I'm fine, when I'm, when I'm out and about
Things I want, I can't afford 'em
Nothing in this house but boredom
Magazines are torn and tattered
Running out of reading matter
I gotta run outside and see what's happening
Out and about, where the sun is always shining
Out and about, look at all the fun I'm finding
Out and about, bumping into friends and laughing
Out and about, what a groovy time we're having
We'll have a good time
When I'm out and about, out and about
When I'm out and about, out and about
Dinsdag 24 november 1970
Min Soldat
Min Soldat
Composer(s): Jokern
Performer(s): Ulla Billqvist
Min fästman han var modelejon, dandy, charmör
kan hända för min skull, jag är svag just därför
men nu är den tiden länges'en förbi
jag såg på hans fotografi
Hans skor är för stora och hans mössa för trång
hans byxor för smala och hans rock är för lång
men det gör det samma för han är min soldat
någonstans i Sverige
Jag har sett på hans kort att han är oklippt och dann
han rakar sej ej på flera veckor ibland
Men det gör det samma för han är min soldat
någonstans i Sverige
I givakt vi måste stå
vi kvinnor små för våra gossar blå
som ligga här och där, i skogar och på skär
Han sa: "Den är ganska knapp den lönen vi får
så vi kan nog inte ha något bröllop i år"
Men det gör det samma för han är min soldat
någonstans i Sverige
I går, jag vid station
min älskling mötte han fått permission
Vi åkte hem i bil
han klädde sej civil
Se'n Cecil med dans, ett bord för två i alkov
han sa inte mycke', nej, han nicka och sov
Men det gör det samma, för han är min soldat
Någonstans i Sverige
Dinsdag 24 november 1970
Oural Ouralou
Oural Ouralou
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
C'est dans l'aube chère à Verlaine
Que tu courais notre domaine
Humant l'air des quatre saisons
Odeurs de thym et de bruyère
Sous tes pattes fraîches légères
S'élevaient comme une oraison
Berger des landes familières
Tu vivais digne et solitaire
Animal doué de raison
J'écris ce jour anniversaire
Où tu reposes sous la terre
A deux pas de notre maison
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
On voit souvent des souveraines
A la place des rois qui règnent
Rien qu'en posant leurs yeux dessus
Il faut se méfier du paraître
De nous deux qui était le maître
Nous ne l'avons jamais bien su
Tu vécus la vie parisienne
La nuit sur les quais de la Seine
Les music-halls et les tournées
Et cette vie qui fût la mienne
Il me semble que tu l'entraînes
A la semelle de tes souliers
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
Jour après jour il faut l'admettre
Voir ceux qu'on aime disparaître
C'est ce qui fait vieillir trop tôt
Au paradis des chiens peut-être
Ton long museau à la fenêtre
Tu nous accueilleras bientôt
Au triple galop caracole
Je vois tes pattes qui s'envolent
Chevauchant l'herbe et les nuées
Le vent siffle dans ton pelage
Vole vole mon loup sauvage
Comme au temps des vertes années
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
Hourrah oural ouralou
Oural ouralou
Maandag 23 november 1970
Min Farbror Jonathan
Min Farbror Jonathan
Composer(s): Agnetha Faltskog; D. Zimmerman
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Min farbror Jonathan
Han är en riktig man
Han tjusar flickorna
Och gör nåt, oh la la
Som ingen annan kan
Min farbror Jonathan
Här har ni tidens man
Om ni får honom se
Så ska ni bara le
Mot denne gamle man
Han kommer ibland
Med käppen i hand
Att han är en snobb det ser man
Han är sjuttiotvå
Han har inget hår
Och tänder det har han inga
När tjejerna ser
Att han går och ler
Då skakar de först på huvudet
Men efter en stund
De vänder sig om
Oj oj, vilken gullig gubbe
Min farbror Jonathan
Han är en riktig man
Han tjusar flickorna
Och gör nåt, oh la la
Som ingen annan kan
Min farbror Jonathan
Här har ni tidens man
Om ni får honom se
Så ska ni bara le
Mot denne gamle man
Jag minns än idag
En gång när han sa
Om jag skulle ta och fria
Till bruden jag såg
På stranden igår
Jag tror hon heter Fia
Jag skrattade och sa
Nej, skäms gamle karl
Hon vill inte ha nån gubbe
Då log han och sa
Men mig vill hon ha
För jag är en riktig snubbe
Min farbror Jonathan
Han är en riktig man
Han tjusar flickorna
Och gör nåt, oh la la
Som ingen annan kan
Min farbror Jonathan
Här har ni tidens man
Om ni får honom se
Så ska ni bara le
Mot denne gamle man
Maandag 23 november 1970
Ouragan
Ouragan
Composer(s): Michel Rivgauche; Claude Leveille
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Toi...
Rien que toi...
Oui, que toi...
Encore toi...
Toujours toi...
Partout toi...
Tout pour toi...
Tout par toi...
Tout de toi...
Tout en toi...
Tout à toi...
Avec toi...
Rien que toi...
Oui, que toi...
Encore toi...
Toujours toi...
Un ouragan de toi
Se déchaîne sur moi
Et moi, pleurant de joie
Baignée de soleil
Je vois un arc-en-ciel...
Ciel tout semé d'étoiles...
Toile entre terre et ciel...
Mais ton souffle se lève
Balayant le temps
Et, jettée sous le rêve
Moi je crie d'amour
Mon amour...
Aaaah!...Les vagues de toi
Qui déferlent sur moi
Aaaah!...L'océan de joie
Qui m'emporte avec toi...
Zondag 22 november 1970
Mimile (Un Gars De Ménilmontant)
Mimile (Un Gars De Ménilmontant)
Composer(s): Jean Boyer; Georges Van Parys
Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier
Une casquette sur l'œil
Marchant avec orgueil
En bombant le thorax
C'est le dénommé Mimile
Bien plus bouillant qu'Achille
Et bien plus beau qu'Ajax
C'est pourquoi tout lui est dû
Dans toutes les rues du vingtième arrondissement
Mais sous son air de terreur
Se cache un bon petit cœur
Plein d'jolis sentiments
C'est un gars d'Ménilmontant
Un vrai p'tit Parigot, un gavroche
Un titi, un marrant, Mimile
Il est toujours content
C'est fou c'qu'il est complaisant
Avez-vous besoin d'lui?
Appelez le simplement en faisant
"Mimile" Mimile répond "Présent!"
On peut dire que c'est lui la coqueluche
De toutes les petites femmes de Ménilmuche
Dans ses bras, une à une, elles trébuchent
Il ne leur fait jamais
Des vœux d'fidélité, oui mais...
Le p'tit gars d'Ménilmontant
Est un coq si vaillant
Que les poules disent en le quittant
"Mimile... Il met toujours dans l'mille...
Mimile est épatant!"
Il joue au mauvais garçon
Il imite leurs façons
Il trouve que ça fait chic
Mais c'est pas un méchant loup
Il traverse dans les clous
Et il salue les flics
Y n'fait pas "bosser" les dames
Pour lui le macadam
C'est un vilain bis'ness
Il vote, il paie son loyer
Faudrait pas l'supplier
Pour qu'il aille à la mess'...
C'est un gars d'Ménilmontant
Un vrai p'tit Parigot, un gavroche
Un titi, un marrant, Mimile
Il est toujours content
C'est fou c'qu'il est complaisant
Avez-vous besoin d'lui?
Appelez le simplement en faisant
"Mimile" Mimile répond "Présent!"
Comme danseur on ne fait pas plus chouette
Il vous danse la valse dans une assiette
Et quand il arrive dans un musette
Il faut qu'le mastroquet
Distribue aux dames des tickets...
Le p'tit gars d'Ménilmontant
Est un coq si vaillant
Que les poules disent en le quittant
"Mimile... Il met toujours dans l'mille...
Mimile est épatant!"
Si Mimile vous est sympa
Surtout n'le cherchez pas
Il a quitté l'quartier
Son départ s'est fait sans bruit
On avait besoin d'lui
Pour un autre métier
Alors rangeant sa gapett'
Ses ch'mises en satinette
Couleur de rhatloukoum
Il rejoignit l'premier jour
Mais en blaguant toujours
"J'm'en vais au badaboum..."
C'est un gars d'Ménilmontant
Un vrai p'tit Parigot, un gavroche
Un titi, un marrant, Mimile
Il est au front maintenant
Il a l'moral et comment
Faut-il un volontaire?
Qui donc se présente immédiatement?
Mimile, c'est l'as du régiment
Il a déjà gagné la croix d'guerre
Il attend la médaille militaire
Il s'ra bientôt sous-off, il l'espère
Il peut tout obtenir
Gam'lin n'a qu'a bien se tenir...
C'est un gars d'Ménilmontant
Un brav' petit bonhomme
Comme chez nous aujourd'hui y'en a tant
Mimile... Y'en a comm' ça des mille...
Chez tous nos combattants
Zondag 22 november 1970
Our World
Our World
Composer(s): Herbie Flowers; Pickett
Performer(s): Blue Mink
Suddenly I woke this morning
The light was dawning on me
Tumbling from my bed
And scratching my head
I looked up to see
Bright new day here to stay
People all around
Not making a sound
But taking the air
Trying not to choke
Breathing the smoke
They leave everywhere
Bright new day
Chorus:
The world is ours
The place we all share together
And all together there's such a lot to share
Let's keep our world a fair place for people to live in
And we can live in a world for which we care
Why does everybody try to rule everything
That really matters in the world today
Don't they know that this is our world
And this is our world
And this is our world
Everbody's joking
And the kids are busy smoking
People really must be joking
If they think it doesn't happen here
Yes it happens in our world
Suddenly it seems the ocean has lost its motion for me
Troubled water gently gliding, a black cloud sliding by me
Wish I knew what to do
Take a look ahead
Don't bury your head
Like an ostrich below
Everybody stop blowing the top
Up a wonderful world
Everyone having fun
Chorus
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
It's our world
This is our world
Zaterdag 21 november 1970
Milwaukee, Here I Come
Milwaukee, Here I Come
Composer(s): Lee Fikes
Performer(s): John Prine
and various other artists
I'm gonna get on that old turnpike and I'm gonna ride
I'm gonna leave this town 'til you decide
Which one you want the most them Opry stars or me
Milwaukee here I come from Nashville, Tennessee
Milwaukee is where we were before we came here
Working in a brewery making the finest beer
You came to me on a payday night said let's go to Tennessee
So we drove to Nashville to the Grand Ole Opry
I'm gonna get on that old turpike and I'm gonna ride
I'm gonna leave this town 'til you decide
Which one you want the most those Opry stars or me
Milwaukee here I come from Nashville, Tennessee
We were watching TV Ernest Tubb was singing loud
I said that's the man for me I love him, there's no doubt
I'm leaving you and going now to find out where he's at
If I can't get him I'll settle for that bluegrass Lester Flatt
I'm gonna get on that old turnpike and I'm gonna ride
I'm gonna leave this town 'til you decide
Which one you want the most
Me or Jerry Lee
Milwaukee here I come from Nashville, Tennessee
Milwaukee here I come from Nashville, Tennessee
Zaterdag 21 november 1970
Our Winter Love
Our Winter Love
Composer(s): Johnny Cowell; Bob Tubert
Performer(s): The Lettermen; Bill Purcell
Love warm in wintertime warms
This heart of mine with dancing fires
Of sweet desires
We've found our winter love
Eyes cold as fallen tears grow
Bechilling fears of loneliness
How could I guess
We've found our winter love
Now armed, the world is warm, warm
Through cold and storm, we've found a fire
Of sweet desire
We've found our winter love
We've found our winter love
We've found our winter love
Vrijdag 20 november 1970
Milord (Italian Version)
Milord
Composer(s): Marguerite Monnot; Georges Moustaki; G.C. Testoni
Performer(s): Dalida
and various other artists
(Originally performed by: Édith Piaf)
Venite qui Milord accanto a me Milord
Se hai freddo il cuor io ti riscalderò
Ti streghero Milord t'incanterò Milord
Tu non pensare a lei ma prendi i baci miei
Io so chi sei Milord i tipi come te
Si trovan prima o poi coi tipi come me
Ti ho visto un dì passar tu stavi stretto a lei
Ma il volto ti arrossì sentendotti guardar
Tu non vedesti in me che un 'ombra della via
Ma mi piacesti tu negli occhi ti guardai
Ed ora senza lei ti ho visto ritornar
Non devi pianger più se lei ti vuol lasciar
Venite qui Milord accanto a me Milord
Se hai freddo il cuor io ti riscalderò
Ti stregherò Milord t'incanterò Milord
Tu non pensare a lei ma prendi i baci miei
Io so chi sei Milord i tipi come te
Si trovan prima o poi coi tipi come me
Non domandare a me perché ti voglio qui
Ti posso consolar se dici solo un sì
E non pensare no a chi ti fa soffrir
Ti posso ben capir gentil con te sarò
Se tu con me verrai la vita cambierà
Perchè d'amore mai nessuno morirà
Venite qui Milord accanto a me Milord
Se hai freddo il cuor io ti riscaldero
Ti streghero Milord t'incantero Milord
Tu non pensare a lei ma prendi i baci miei
Io so chi sei Milord i tipi come te
Si trovan prima o poi coi tipi come me
Accanto a me Milord se hai freddo il cuor
Io ti riscaldero ti streghero Milord t'incanterò Milord
Tu non pensare a lei ma prendi i baci miei
Io so chi sei Milord i tipi come te
Si trovan prima o poi coi tipi come me
La, La, La, La, La, La La...
Vrijdag 20 november 1970
Our Very Own
