Vrijdag 27 augustus 1971
Monterey (Tim Buckley)
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Donderdag 26 augustus 1971
L'ultimo Valzer
L'ultimo Valzer
((Adapted from: The Last Waltz (Engelbert Humperdinck) - 1967))
((Danish Version: Den Sidste Vals (Grethe Sønck) - 1967))
Composer(s): Barry Mason - Les Reed - Misselvia
Performer(s): Dalida - 1967
L'orchestra suona l'ultimo refrain
Non so se devo andarmene o restar
Io sto cercando di convincermi che poi
Non è cambiato niente fra noi
L'ultimo valzer con te
ho ritrovato l'amore
Io ballo insieme a te
Un valzer ch'è già finito
Non c'è più molto tempo per parlar
E vedo te che stai per andar
Ma come faccio per convincerti non so
Che sei la cosa più importante che lo
L'ultimo valzer con te
ho ritrovato l'amore
Io ballo insieme a te
Un valzer ch'è già finito
Mentre te ne vai
Sento che oramai
Tu mi lasci ma non è per sempre
La, la, la ...
L'ultimo valzer con te
ho ritrovato l'amore
Io ballo insieme a te
Un valzer ch'è già finito
La, la, la ...
Donderdag 26 augustus 1971
Monterey (Eric Burdon & The Animals)
Monterey
Composer(s): Vic Briggs; Eric Burdon;
Barry Jenkins; Danny McCulloch
Originally performed by: Eric Burdon & The Animals
The people came and listened
Some of them came and played
Others gave flowers away, yes they did
Down in Monterey
Down in Monterey
Young Gods smiled upon the crowd
Their music being born of love
Children danced night and day
Religion was being born
Down in Monterey
The birds and the airplane did fly
Oh, Ravi Shankars music made me cry
The Who exploded into fire and light
Hugh Masakela's music was black as night
The Grateful Dead blew everybodies mind
Jimi Hendrix baby,believe me, set the world on fire, yeah
His Majesty, Prince Jones, smiled as he moved among the crowd
Ten thousand electric guitars were grooving real loud, yeah
You want to find the truth in life
Don't pass music by
and you know I would not lie, no I would not lie
No, I would not lie
Down in Monterey
Three days of understanding of moving with one another
Even the cops grooved with us
Do you believe me, yeah?
Down in Monterey
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
Monterey
Down in monterey
Did you hear what I said?
Woensdag 25 augustus 1971
The Last Waltz
The Last Waltz
Composer(s): Barry Mason - Les Reed
First release by: Engelbert Humperdinck - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - L'ultimo Valzer (Dalida)
1967 - Den Sidste Vals (Grethe Sønck)
I wondered should I go or should I stay
The band had only one more song to play
And then I saw you out the corner of my eyes
A little girl alone and so shy
I had the last waltz with you
Two lonely people together
I fell in love with you
The last waltz should last forever
But the love we had was goin' strong
Through the good and bad we'd get along
And then the flame of love died in your eye
My heart was broke in two when you said goodbye
I had the last waltz with you
Two lonely people together
I fell in love with you
The last waltz should last forever
It's all over now
Nothing left to say
Just my tears and the orchestra playing
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
I had the last waltz with you
Two lonely people together
I fell in love with you
The last waltz should last forever
La la la la la la la la la la
Woensdag 25 augustus 1971
Montélimar
Montélimar
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Avec leurs gniards
Mignons mignards
Leur beau matou
Leur gros toutou
Les pharisiens
Les béotiens
Les aoûtiens
Dans leur auto
Roulent presto
Tombeau ouvert
Descendant vers
La grande mare
En passant par
Montélimar
Dites d'urgence
À ces engeances
De malheur
Et à leurs
Gniards
Que chiens, chats
N'aiment
Pas l'nougat
Même
Même celui
D'Montélimar
Hélas bientôt
Le mal d'auto
Va déranger
Les passagers
Le beau matou
Le gros toutou
Pas fiers du tout
- Ça fait frémir -
S'en vont vomir
Et même pis
Sur les tapis
Et les coussins
A beaux dessins
C'est très malsain
C'est très fâcheux
C'est plus du jeu
Et cetera
Et alors à
Montélimar
On en a marre
Du cauchemar
Boutant presto
Hors de l'auto
Le beau matou
Le gros toutou
Ces handicaps
Sur Digne, Gap
On met le cap
Alors tous ces
Petits poucets
Ces beaux matous
Ces gros toutous
En ribambelle
Ont sans appel
Droit au scalpel
Les aoûtiens
Les béotiens
Qui font ça n'ont
Pas d'âme, non
Que leur auto
Bute presto
Contre un poteau!
Dinsdag 24 augustus 1971
L'ultimo Romantico
L'ultimo Romantico
Composer(s): Vito Pallavicini - Pino Donaggio
Performer(s): Pino Donaggio; Lara Saint Paul
L’ultimo
Sono io l’ultimo romantico
Sono io quello che ti può
Donare un fiore
E capire da questo
Dall’espressione del viso
Dal tremore di una mano
Se mi ami ...
L’ultimo
L’ultimo romantico di un mondo
Che si può commuovere
Guardando due colombi
Baciarsi su una piazza
Incuranti della gente
E li può calpestare
per la fretta d’arrivare
Perché ...
se una rosa è una rosa
Da quando c’è il mondo
Io devo cambiare ...
Perché..
se il mare e il cielo, il sole e il vento
Non cambiano mai ...
Perché ...
se l’amore è l’amore
Da quando c’è il mondo
Io devo cambiare ...
Perché ...
ci son già tante cose
Che stanno cambiando
L’amore non può ...
L’ultimo
L’ultimo romantico di un mondo
Che si può commuovere
Guardando due ragazzi
Baciarsi su una piazza
Incuranti della gente
Come facciamo adesso
Come facciamo noi due
Dinsdag 24 augustus 1971
Montego Bay
Montego Bay
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Bobby Bloom
Originally performed by: Bobby Bloom
Vernon'll meet me when the Boac lands
Keys to the MG will be in his hands
Adjust to the driving 'n' I'm on my way
It's all on the right side in Montego Bay
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Come sing me La
Come sing me Montego Bay
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
'N' Gillian'll meet me like a brother would
I think I remember but it's twice as good
Like how cool the rum is from his silver tray
I thirst to be thirsty in Montego Bay
Sing out; oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Come sing me La
Come sing me Montego Bay
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'll lay on a lilo till I'm lobster red
I still feel the motion here at home in bed
I tell you it's hard for me to stay away
You ain't been 'till you been high in Montego Bay
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Come sing me La
Come sing me Montego Bay
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Maandag 23 augustus 1971
L'ultima Occasione
L'ultima Occasione
Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Tony Del Monaco
First release by: Mina - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists
Uno come te
io non lo troverò mai più
uno come te
ma non posso più
Chiederti tempo
per cambiar
perché
sarebbe inutile,
sarebbe solo per pietà
ed io non voglio più
pretendere
le cose che non merito da te
E perderò così
anche quest'ultima occasione che mi dai
e sarà tardi
quando cercherò di te
Ma non posso più
chiederti tempo
per cambiar
perché
sarebbe inutile
sarebbe solo per pietà
ed io non voglio più
pretendere
la cose che non merito da te
E perderò così
anche quest'ultima occasione che mi dai
e sarà tardi
quando cercherò di te
Di te ...
Maandag 23 augustus 1971
Montana (Frank Zappa)
Montana
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa & The Mothers
I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss
Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
That I can sell uptown
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
To somebody else . . . but then, on the other hand I would
Keep the wax
'N melt it down
Pluck some Floss
'N swish it aroun'
I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top (that's why I'm movin' to Montana)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon . . .
I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is Mighty Little)
He's a good hoss
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big,
An' ride him all along the border line
With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night
And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
'N give my foot a push . . .
Just me 'n the pygmy pony
Over by the Dennil Floss Bush
'N then I might just
Jump back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)....
Zondag 22 augustus 1971
Lullaby To A Little Jitterbug
Lullaby To A Little Jitterbug
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Saul Chaplin
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
Do-do-do, do-do-do-do
Little jitterbug don’t cry
You’ll be swingin’ by and by
You are just a tiny tot
And until you’ve grown a lot
Your rattle will have to do
Little jitterbug go slow
You’ll be rockin’ ‘fore you know
Daddy won’t be home ‘til dawn
When he left, he took his horn
Someday you will have one too
If you’re like your Pa,
Sonny, you’ll go far
My you’ll look grand
Leadin’ a band
Foolish it may be
But this dream’s on me
And it’s for you
Make it come true
Little jitterbug it’s dawn
Why dream a dream of Daddy’s horn
If you’re good and go to sleep
He will give you one to keep
Little jitterbug go sleep
Sonny, go to sleep
Swing will always keep
When you’re of age
You’ll top the page
Listen to your Ma
‘Cos she taught your Pa
His swing is true
Yours will be too
Little jitterbug it’s dawn, ah-ha-ha
Dream a dream of Daddy’s horn
If you’re good and go to sleep
He will give you one to keep
Little jitterbug, go sleep
Little jitterbug, go sleep
Zondag 22 augustus 1971
Montana
Montana
Composer(s): Ruth Byrd; Harold Weeks
For many a year, from the land I hold dear
I've wandered unhappy, alone
and now at the end, I haven't a friend
and never a place to call home
but often I see, in dreams dear to me
that long ago land that I knew
the Queen of the earth, the land of my birth
Montana, Montana, it's you
I try to recall and to picture it all
the wonders I knew as a child
the sweep of the plain, the gold of the grain
the ridges brush tangled and wild
and oft times I try to understand why I bartered the old for the new
a prodigal son, my wandering done
Montana, I'm coming to you
Oh I long, how I long for Montana
and the sweet scent of pine in the air
where the lark every evening sings melodies rare
to the sage brush and sweet prickly pear
Oh I long, how I long for Montana
when the sinking sun sets all aglow
in the heart of the Rockies, the land of my dreams
it is there that my heart longs to go
Zaterdag 21 augustus 1971
Lullaby Of The Leaves
Lullaby Of The Leaves
Composer(s): Bernice Petkere - Joe Young
Performer(s): Ina Hayward
and multiple other artists
Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby
In the sunny South when I was a tot so high
And now that I have grown
And myself alone
Cradle me where Southern skies
Can watch me with a million eyes
Sing me to sleep
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heaven's blue
And let me dream a dream or two
Sing me to sleep
Lullaby of the leaves
I'm breezing along, along with the breeze
I'm hearing a song, a song thru the trees
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
That fine melody caressing the shore
Familiar to me, I've heard it before
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, that's Southland
Don't I feel it in my soul
And don't I know I've reached my goal
Sing me to sleep
Lullaby of the Leaves
Zaterdag 21 augustus 1971
Montagne Verdi
Montagne Verdi
Composer(s): Gianni Bella; A. Bella; Giampiero Bigazzi
Performer(s): Marcella Bella
Mi ricordo montagne verdi
e le corse di una bambina
con l'amico mio più sincero
un coniglio dal muso nero
Poi un giorno mi prese il treno
l'erba il prato e quello che era mio
scomparivano piano piano
e piangendo parlai con Dio
Quante volte ho cercato il sole
quante volte ho mangiato sale
la città aveva mille sguardi
io sognavo montagne verdi
Il mio destino è di stare accanto a te
con te vicino più paura non avrò
e un po' bambina tornerò
Mi ricordo montagne verdi
quella sera negli occhi tuoi
quando hai detto s'è fatto tardi
t'accompagno se tu lo vuoi
Quella nebbia le tue parole
la tua storia è la mia storia
poi nel buio senza parlare
ho dormito con te sul cuore
Io ti amo mio grande amore
io ti amo mio primo amore
quante volte ho cercato il sole
quante volte ho cercato il sole
la la la...
Il mio destino è di stare accanto a te
con te vicino più paura non avrò
e un po' più donna io sarò
Montagne verdi nei tuoi occhi rivedrò
Vrijdag 20 augustus 1971
Lullaby Of Love
Lullaby Of Love
((French & German Versions: Parle-Moi (Nana Mouskouri); Guten Abend, Gut' Nacht (Nana Mouskouri))
Composer(s): Johannes Brahms - L. Butler - B. Sherrill
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri
Hear the breeze, in the trees
Hear the birds, softly singing
And the song that they sing
Is our lullabye of love
Hear the breeze' sweet refrain
Every raindrop is singing
And the song that they sing
Is a lullabye of love
Forever, and 'ever
Our love will be true
Forever, and 'ever
I'll always love you
Every beat of my heart
Says "I love you,
I love you, I love you"
And the song in my heart
Is a lullabye of love
Forever, and 'ever
Our love will be true
Forever, and 'ever
I'll always love you
Forever, and 'ever
Our love will be true
Forever, and 'ever
I'll always love you
Vrijdag 20 augustus 1971
Monster Mash
Monster Mash
Composer(s): Leonard Capizzi; Bobby "Boris" Pickett
Originally performed by: Bobby "Boris" Pickett
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster, from his slab began to rise
And suddenly, to my surprise
he did the mash
He did the monster mash
the monster mash
it was a graveyard smash
he did the mash
it caught on in a flash
he did the mash
He did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abode
To get a jolt from my electrode
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
the monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
they did the mash
It caught on in a flash
they did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
the party had just begun
The guests included Wolfman
Dracula and his son
The scene was rocking, all were digging the sound
Igor on chains backed by his baying hounds
The Coffin Baggers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, The Cryptkicker Five
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
the monster the mash
It was a graveyard smash
they played the mash
It caught on in a flash
they played the mash
They played the monster mash
Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
Opened the lid and shook his fist, and said
"Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?"
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
the monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
it's now the mash
It caught on in a flash
it's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
Now everything's cool
Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living
this mash was meant, too
When you get to my door
tell them Boris sent you
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
the monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
Grrrr... mash....
Easy Igor, you impetuous vampire
Donderdag 19 augustus 1971
Lullaby Of Broadway
Lullaby Of Broadway
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Al Dubin
First performance/First recording by: Wini Shaw - 1935/Hal Kemp & His Orch. - 1935
Covered by multiple other artists
Come on along and listen to, the lullaby of Broadway
The hip hooray and ballyhoo, the lullaby of Broadway
The rumble of a subway train, the rattle of the taxis
The daffydils who entertain, at Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night, it's early in the morning
Manhattan babies don't sleep tight until the dawn
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight, let's call it a day
Hey!
Come on along and listen to, the lullaby of Broadway
The hi-dee-hi and boop-a-doo, the lullaby of Broadway
The band begins to go to town, and everyone goes crazy
You rock-a-bye your baby round, 'til everything gets hazy
Hush-a-bye I'll buy you this and that, you hear a daddy saying
And baby goes home to her flat, to sleep all day
Good night, baby
Good night, milkman's on his way
Sleep tight, baby
Sleep tight
Let's call it a day
Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway
Donderdag 19 augustus 1971
Monster
Monster
Composer(s): John Kay; Jerry Edmonton
Performer(s): Steppenwolf
Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of Kingdom and pope
Like good Christians some would burn the witches
Later some got slaves to gather riches
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands, to court the wild
But she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light
And once the ties with the crown had been broken
Westward in saddle and wagon it went
And till the railroad linked ocean to ocean
Many the lives which had come to an end
While we bullied, stole and bought a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man
But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
But she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light
The Blue and Grey they stomped it
They kicked it just like a dog
And when the war was over
They stuffed it just like a hog
And though the past has its share of injustice
Kind was the spirit in many a way
But its protectors and friends have been sleeping
Now it's a monster and will not obey
The spirit was freedom and justice
And its keepers seemed generous and kind
Its leaders were supposed to serve the country
But now they won't pay it no mind
'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
Now their vote is a meaningless joke
They babble about law and order
But it's all just an echo of what they've been told
Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into the noose
And it just sits there watching
The cities have turned into jungles
And corruption is strangling the land
The police force is watching the people
And the people just can't understand
We don't know how to mind our own business
'Cause the whole world's got to be just like us
Now we are fighting a war over there
No matter who's the winner we can't pay the cost
'Cause there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into the noose
And it just sits there watching
America, where are you now
Don't you care about your sons and daughters
Don't you know we need you now
We can't fight alone against the monster
America, where are you now
Don't you care about your sons and daughters
Don't you know we need you now
We can't fight alone against the monster
America...
America...
America...
America...
Woensdag 18 augustus 1971
Marvin
Marvin
((Adapted from: Patches (Chairmen of the Board) - 1970))
((French Version: Cash (Eddy Mitchell) - 1971))
Composer(s): Ronald Dunbar - General Johnson - Nando Reis
Performer(s): Titãs - 1984
Meu pai não tinha educação
Ainda me lembro, era um grande coração
Ganhava a vida com muito suor
Mas mesmo assim não podia ser pior
Pouco dinheiro pra poder pagar
Todas as contas e despesas do lar
Mas Deus quis vê-lo no chão
Com as mãos levantadas pro céu
Implorando perdão
Chorei, meu pai disse: "Boa sorte"
Com a mão no meu ombro
Em seu leito de morte
E disse
"Marvin, agora é só você
E não vai adiantar
Chorar vai me fazer sofrer"
Três dias depois de morrer
Meu pai, eu queria saber
Mas não botava nem um pé na escola
Mamãe lembrava disso a toda hora
Todo dia antes do sol sair
Eu trabalhava sem me distrair
As vezes acho que não vai dar pé
Eu queria fugir, mas onde eu estiver
Eu sei muito bem o que ele quis dizer
Meu pai, eu me lembro, não me deixa esquecer
Ele disse
"Marvin, a vida é pra valer
Eu fiz o meu melhor
E o seu destino eu sei de cor"
E então um dia uma forte chuva veio
E acabou com o trabalho de um ano inteiro
E aos treze anos de idade eu sentia
todo o peso do mundo em minhas costas
Eu queria jogar mas perdi a aposta
Trabalhava feito um burro nos campos
Só via carne se roubasse um frango
Meu pai cuidava de toda a família
Sem perceber segui a mesma trilha
Toda noite minha mãe orava
"Deus, era em nome da fome
que eu roubava"
Dez anos passaram, cresceram
meus irmãos
E os anjos levaram minha mãe
pelas mãos
Chorei, meu pai disse: "Boa sorte"
Com a mão no meu ombro
Em seu leito de morte
"Marvin, agora é só você
E não vai adiantar
Chorar vai me fazer sofrer
Marvin, a vida é pra valer
Eu fiz o meu melhor
E o seu destino eu sei de cor"
Woensdag 18 augustus 1971
Monsieur William
Monsieur William
Composer(s): Jean-Roger Caussimon; Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré
C'était vraiment un employé modèle Monsieur William
Toujours exact et toujours plein de zèle Monsieur William
Il arriva jusqu'à la quarantaine sans fredaine
Sans le moindre petit drame mais un beau soir du mois d'août
il faisait si beau il faisait si doux
Que Monsieur William s'en alla flâner droit devant lui au hasard et voila!
Monsieur William vous manquez de tenue
qu'alliez-vous faire dans la treizième avenue
Il rencontra une fille bien jeunette Monsieur William
Il lui paya un bouquet de violettes Monsieur William
Il l'entraîna à l'hôtel de la pègre mais un nègre a voulu prendre la femme
Monsieur William.hors de lui, lui a donné des coups de parapluie
Oui mais le nègre dans le noir lui a coupé le cou en deux coups de rasoir
Eh! William vous manquez de tenue mon vieux!
qu'alliez-vous faire dans la treizième avenue
Il a senti que c'est irrémédiable Monsieur William
Il entendit déjà crier le diable Monsieur William
Aux alentours il n'y avait personne qu'un trombone
Chantant la peine des âmes un aveugle en gémissant
Sans le savoir a marché dans le sang puis dans la nuit a disparu
C'était p't'être le destin qui marchait dans les rues
Monsieur William vous manquez de tenue!
Vous êtes mort dans la treizième avenue
Woensdag 18 augustus 1971
Nous Sommes Tous Morts À Vingt Ans
