Maandag 11 december 1972
Lady Lay
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Lady Lay
((Adapted from: Lay Lady Lay (by Bob Dylan) - 1969)
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Pierre Groscolas
Performer(s): Pierre Groscolas - 1974
and multiple other artists
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Maandag 11 december 1972
Grazie Perché
Grazie Perché
Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti;
Marc Giacomelli; Bob Seger
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi
Grazie perché
mi eri vicina
ancora prima di essere mia
e perché vuoi
un uomo amico
non uno scudo
vicino a te
grazie che vai
per la tua strada
piena di sassi come la mia
grazie perché
anche lontano
tendo la mano
e trovo la tua
Io come te
vivo confusa
favole rosa...
non chiedo più
Grazie perché
mi hai fatto sentire
che posso anch'io volare
senza di te
io mi riposo
dentro i tuoi occhi
io coi tuoi occhi
vedo di più
grazie perché
anche lontano
tendo la mano
e trovo la tua
con te ogni volta
e' la prima volta
non ho paura vicino a te
Grazie perché
non siamo soli
non siamo soli
grazie perché
vivere ancora
non fa paura
solo con te
grazie perché
oh oh oh oh
anche lontano...
tendo la mano
e trovo la tua
tendo la mano
e tu ci sei...
Zondag 10 december 1972
Tengo Mucho Que Aprender De Ti
Tengo Mucho Que Aprender De Ti
Composer(s): Ana Magdalena - Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Emmanuel
and multiple other artists
Enséñame, enséñame
A ser feliz como lo eres tú
A dar amor como me lo das tú
A perdonar como perdonas tú
Sin recordar el daño nunca más, nunca más
Anda, enséñame, enséñame
A consolar como consuelas tú
A confiar como confías tú
A repartir sonrisas como tú
Sin esperar a cambio nada más, nada más
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tu dulzura y fortaleza, tu manera de entregarte
Tu tesón por conquistarme cada día
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor
Como olvidas los enfados
Como cumples las promesas
Como guías nuestros pasos cada día
Enséñame, enséñame
A no mentir como no mientes tú
A no envidiar como no envidias tú
A ahogar las penas como lo haces tú
A compartir la dicha como tú, al igual que tú
Zondag 10 december 1972
My One And Only Love
My One And Only Love
Composer(s): Robert Mellin; Guy Wood
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze on the wings of spring
And you appear in all your splendor
My one and only love
The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms
In the hush of night while you’re in my arms
I feel your lips so warm and tender
My one and only love
The touch of your hand is like heaven
A heaven that I’ve never known
The blush on your cheek whenever I speak
Tells me that you are my own
You fill my aching heart with such desire
Every kiss sets my soul on fire
I give myself in sweet surrender
My one and only love
Zondag 10 december 1972
Gray Morn
Gray Morn
Composer(s): George O'Neil;
J. Morris Ward; Clinton Standish
Slowly the shadows fail
slowly a silver veil floats above the hills and a robin trills
Lighter the heaven glows
brighter the morning's rose thru'
the failing gloom trembles into bloom
Gray morn has come and the sun is ascending but in the robin's
song of glad notes, sad notes blending, tell of a longing, and
hope never ending echo my heart that is still, Gray Morn
Zaterdag 9 december 1972
Tengo Miedo De Volver
Tengo Miedo De Volver
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Su sensación, su calidez
su corazón, mi palidez
Sólo una vez se puede amar
como esa vez
Sólo una vez, cerca del mar
Su sensación, mi soledad
su corazón, mi vanidad
No sé qué fue, no sé
lo que pasó
ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar
con temor
de no sentirte una vez más
una vez más, cerca del mar
una vez más
Tal vez, pueda entender
que nuestro amor, fue sólo el mar
La sensación al regresar
Ese temor de no encontrar
su corazón, su voz, su claridad
un beso suyo junto al mar
Su sensación, su calidez
su corazón, mi palidez
No sé qué fue, no sé, lo que pasó
ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar
con temor
de no sentirte una vez más
una vez más, cerca del mar
una vez más
Tal vez pueda entender
que nuestro amor
fue sólo el mar
Zaterdag 9 december 1972
My One And Only Highland Fling
My One And Only Highland Fling
Composer(s): Harry Warren; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers
and various other artists
Fred:
Though we're called a people of serious mind
'Tis often we dance, 'tis often we sing
Ginger:
And bein' as human as all human-kind
We arrren't superior to havin' a fling
Fred:
I'm taking the fling of a lifetime
Ginger:
The fling of a husband and wife-time
Fred:
A-when I a-went rrromancing
I a-gave no thought to any wedding rrring
Every bonnie lassie was
My highland fling
A-no chance was I chancing
I' a-m not the man ya dangle on a strrring
I was canny waitin' for the
Rrreal, rrreal thing
A-though I danced each girrrl in a twist and a-twirrrl
Ney one would do
And I went a-my way 'til the fatal day
In the fling I was flung a-with you
Ohhhh....
Now my hearrrt is prancin'
A-gay as a larrrk and happy as a king
The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr
With my one and only highland fling
I thought you werrre fallin' for Andy MacPherson
Ginger:
Ney, ney. He became an impossible person
But what about you and that Connie MacKenzie?
Fred:
She talked when I putted and drrrove me to frenzie
But what of the lad known as Bobby MacDougal?
Ginger:
It pays to be thrifty, but he was too frugal
And werrren't ya daft about Megan McDerrmot?
Fred:
I tasted her cooking
T'would make me a hermit
How jealous I was of McDonald McCutcheon
Ginger:
His neck had a head on, but therrre wasn't much in
Fred:
And what about Sandy?
Ginger:
His hands were too handy
And wasn't therrre a Jenny?
Fred:
I'm not wantin' any...
I'm not wantin' any but you
Ginger:
When I went a-dancin'
No special lad I was encourrragin'
Every lackly laddie was
My highland fling
No glance I was glancin'
Well, nothin' rrreally worth a-mentionin'
Hopin', watchin', waitin' for the
Rrreal, rrreal thing
Though they spoke me soft in the moonlit oft'
Ney one would do
'Til it came to pass to this lucky lass
In a fling I was flung with you
Ohhh....
Now my hearrrt is prrrancin'
Nothin' about ya I'd be alterin'
The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr
With me one and only highland fling
Zaterdag 9 december 1972
Gravy Waltz
Gravy Waltz
Composer(s): Ray Brown; Steve Allen
Performer(s): Joe Williams;
and various other artists
Pretty mamma’s in the kitchen this glorious day
Smell the gravy simmerin’ nearly half a mile away
Lady morning glory, I say good morning to you
Chirpy little chickadee told me that my baby was true
Well, she really ran to get her frying pan
When she saw me coming
Gonna get a taste before it goes to waste
This honeybee’s humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby’s ready to do the ever new gravy waltz
Well, she really ran to get her frying pan
When she saw me coming
I’m gonna get a taste before it goes to waste
This honeybee’s humming
Mister Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby’s ready to do the ever new gravy waltz
Mr Weeping Willow, I’m through with all of my faults
‘cause my baby is ready to do the ever new gravy
Mmm, nice gravy dear, waltz
Vrijdag 8 december 1972
Tengo Los Pies De Viento
Tengo Los Pies De Viento
Performer(s): Victor Heredia
Tengo los pies de viento
y el corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Mil cosas me detienen
pero otras mil me empujan
y elevo mi guitarra
llena de primaveras
para cantar con ella
las coplas de mi gente
Cómo explicarte a ti
Antonia Jesús Heredia
cómo explicarte a ti
a ti madre querida
si eres pura simpleza
simple como mi pueblo
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Cómo explicarte a ti
mi padre querido amigo
cómo explicarte a ti
lo que siento y escucho
cómo explicarte a ti
si eres lo que yo canto
lo que me duele y grito
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
Cómo explicarte a ti
mi dulce compañera
cómo explicarte a ti
si tú ya me conoces
cómo explicarte a ti
si eres la luz del día
donde ilumino el canto
sangre de mi semilla
Que tengo pies de viento
y corazón de cielo
para andar los caminos
por donde va mi pueblo
por donde va mi pueblo
mi pueblo, mi pueblo, mi pueblo...
Vrijdag 8 december 1972
My One And Only (Fred Astaire)
My One And Only
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
and various other artists
My one and only
What am I gonna do if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you
I'd be so lonely
Where am I gonna go if you turn me down
Why blacken all my skies of blue
I tell you I'm not asking any miracle
It can be done, it can be done
I know a clergyman who will roll lyrical
And make us one, and make us one
So my one and only
There isn't a reason why you should turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you
To show affection in your direction
You know I'm fit and able
I more then merely love you sincerely
My cards are on the table
Say there must be lots of other men you hypnotise
All of a sudden I've begun to realise
As follows....
My one and only
...if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you
I'd be so lonely
...if you turn me down
Why blacken all my skies of blue
I tell you I'm not asking any miracle
I know a clergyman who will roll lyrical
Oh my one and only
...if you turn me down
When I'm so crazy over you
Vrijdag 8 december 1972
Gravy
Gravy
Performer(s): Dee Dee Sharp
(C'mon baby, I need gravy!)
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
I know you danced the mash potato fine
But that don't show me that you're really mine
What's your dancin' without romancin'?
So put that somethin' extra on the line!
Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme gravy
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
I dig this twistin' but I want some more
There's somethin' missin' while we're on the floor
C'mon baby, I want some gravy
A little kissing's what I'm waiting for
Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme
(Gravy)
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
Yeah!
Now when the mash potato's finally through
There's lots of groovy, gravy things to do
Lots of lovin', kiss and huggin'
I wanna ride that gravy train with you
Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and hold me tight
Gimme gravy
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gravy tonight
Gimme gravy
On my mash potatoes
Gimme gravy
C'mon and treat me right
Gimme gravy
Baby, you're the greatest
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gravy tonight
Gimme...
Donderdag 7 december 1972
Tenez-Vous Bien
Tenez-Vous Bien
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Pour une fois je m'étais décidé à semer mes principes
Pour une fois je m'étais écrié ce soir je m'émancipe
Très sûr de moi j'avais mes beaux souliers j'suis entré dans la danse
Y avait pas d'quoi être maître de ballet pour garder la cadence
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole
Là devant moi y avait une de ces filles comme on colle aux affiches
Au fond de moi y avait comme un génie qui me criait: chiche!
Et c'est ainsi que bravant la fumée je lui lance une œillade
Je suis verni car la belle subjuguée tombe dans l'embuscade
Crénom de nom! fallait-il que je l'aime pour suer de la sorte
Sacré démon qui faisait rimer je t'aime avec va vers la porte
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole
Il est trois heures je suis seul dans mon coin garçon encore un, vite!
Ayez bon cœur ce n'est si bien je veux vivre la suite
Remontez donc cette fichue machine à fabriquer les rêves
J'ai d'quoi payer, je travaille à l'usine encore un et j'me lève
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je suis plein d'idées folles
Tenez-vous bien les poupées car ce soir je prends la parole...
Donderdag 7 december 1972
My One And Only (Lynsey de Paul)
My One And Only
Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Oo wee
Ooooh…
The summer’s over…
Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh
Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh
Everybody told me summer love won’t last
When I’m back in school
You’ll be in the past
But I know that just could never be
No, no, no, no
So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
Sha-la-la, ooh, sha-la-la, ooh, Sha-la-la, ooooh,
Maybe we will meet next year again
Walking in the sand
This can’t be the end
I will love you for eternity
No, no, no, no
So darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you
Call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
And even though you’re far away
I’ll never forget you now or any day
Doo doo doo doo
Won’t You
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la ooh
Sha-la-la ooh, Sha-la-la
oooh
My darling
Won’t you be my one and only
Won’t you, won’t you
Won’t you, won’t you
My darling
Won’t you call me if you’re lonely…
Donderdag 7 december 1972
Graveyard Train
Graveyard Train
Composer(s): John Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival;
Steve Wynn
On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
On the highway, thirty people lost their lives
Well, I had some words to holler, and my Rosie took a ride
In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin’ on
Flyin’ through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the hound
For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
Mister undertaker, take this coffin from my home
In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
In the midnight, hear me cryin’ out her name
I’m standin’ on the railroad, waitin’ for the graveyard train
On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
On the highway, thirty people turned to stone
Oh, take me to the station, ’cause I’m number thirty-one
Woensdag 6 december 1972
Tenement Symphony
Tenement Symphony
Composer(s): Hal Borne - Sid Kuller - Ray Golden
Performer(s): Tony Martin
and multiple other artists
Schubert wrote a symphony
Too bad he didn’t finish it
Gershwin took a chord in ‘G’
Proceeded to diminish it
I sought a variation
on a theme that I thought pretty
And I found my inspiration
on the east side of the city
The Cohens and the Kellys
The Campbells and Vermicellis
All form a part of my tenement symphony
The Cohen’s pianola
The Kellys and their victrola
All warm the heart of my tenement symphony
The Campbells come tumb’lin’ down the stairs
Hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah, hoodlie-ah
Oh Marie, oh Marie
You’ll be late for your date with Izzy
And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats
And from this confusion
I dreamed of a grand illusion
It’s my tenement symphony in four flats
Woensdag 6 december 1972
My Old Timey Baby
My Old Timey Baby
Composer(s): Dan Hicks
Performer(s): Dan Hicks
Dan: My, you girls are sure lookin' nice tonight
Girls: Thanks, Dan
Dan: Yeah, you remind me of a girl who lives in my apartment complex
Girls: Oh, Yeah?
Dan: Really
I don't know where she does her shoppin', but man what style!
She's a bit old timey, but that's alright with me
She wears a dress of velvet that hangs below her knees, her knees
She's a bit old-fashioned, as all the world can see
The cameo she wears upon her bosom, puts me in ecstasy, ecstasy
Yes she's her own grandmother, that's what they're telling me
But my old timey baby is swell enough for me, you see...
She plays her old victrola
The lamp is low, kerosene you know
We lie upon her bed
The patchwork quilt beneath her head
Or while her wheel is spinning
She sews some lace or we embrace
Or when we go out strolling, the world can plainly see
That my old timey baby is swell enough, she's young enough
She's hip enough for me...
Woensdag 6 december 1972
Gratification
Gratification
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman; Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Johnny Whitaker
Boys Chorus:
You call this work?
Well, ain't that funny
We ain't doin' this for money
Heck, it's just a regular
Privilege to be occupied
It's a source of pride
Anyone can swim and fish on a Saturday
Anyone can just lay down
Layin' in a hammock,
Layin' in the grass
Like a lazy, no-good hound
Tom:
They just know that I'm softhearted
I was barely getting' started
Now I'm givin' all of my fun away
They keep beggin' me
And I'm generous
I mean, when's the last time
You could slosh a bucket
Full of wash on a mile of fence?
Look at them smilin'
And havin' a time
And all at my expense
Boys Chorus:
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel
You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat,
It's a natural bet
Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord
And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
Pure enjoyment from employ—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel
You don't need nothin' except ambition
Elbow grease for ammunition
And bang, what a righteous glow you get
From honest sweat
It's a natural bet
Anyone who puts his
Nose to the grindstone
Is gonna get a great reward
Your eyes will see the glory of
The coming of the Lord
And you get that deep-down inside gratifaction
And you get that deep down inside gratifaction
Gratifyin' satisfac—
Well, I mean that deep-down inside gratifaction
Oh, how good you feel
When your shoulder's to the wheel
Dinsdag 5 december 1972
Tendre Cathy
Tendre Cathy
Composer(s): P. Carli - Marchetti - Bertini
Performer(s): Christian Delagrange
Tu es Cathy seule sans défense
À peine sortie de l'enfance
Tu verses déjà trop de larmes
Pour un amour déçu
Tu es Cathy bien trop fragile
Aimer n'est pas toujours facile
Mais tu es belle et à ton age
On ne meurt pas d'amour
Tendre Cathy n'ai plus de peine
Regarde tous ces gens qui t'aiment
La vie est pleine de promesses
de tendresse et de joie
Jolie Cathy tu dois sourire
et retrouver le goût de vivre
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour
La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour
La La La La...
Si tu le veux viens je t'emmène
Redécouvrir l'amour
Dinsdag 5 december 1972
My Old Man's A Dustman
My Old Man's A Dustman
Composer(s): Peter Buchanan;
Lonnie Donegan; Beverley Thorne
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan
and various other artists
Now here's a little story
To tell it is a must
About an unsung hero
That moves away your dust
Some people make a fortune
Others earn a mint
My old man don't earn much
In fact he's flippin' skint
Oh, my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper nana
In his great big hobnail boots
He's got such a job to pull them up
That he calls 'em daisy roots
Some folks give tips at Christmas
And some of them forget
So when he picks their bins up
He spills some on the step
Now one old man got nasty
And to the council wrote
Next time my old man went round there
He punched him up the throat
Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Lonnie: I say, I say, Les
Les: Yes?
Lonnie: I, er, I found a police dog in my dustbin
Les: Well how do you do know he's a police dog?
Lonnie: He had a policeman with him
Though my old man's a dustman
He's got an 'eart of gold,
He got married recently
Though he's eighty-six years old
We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad
You're getting past your prime"
He said "Well, when you get to my age
It helps to pass the time"
Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Huh?
Lonnie: My dustbin's full of lilies
Les: Well throw 'em away then!
Lonnie: I can't: Lily's wearing them
Now one day whilst in a hurry
He missed a lady's bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him
"What game do you think you're playing?"
She cried right from the 'eart
"You've missed me, am I too late?"
"No, jump up on the cart!"
Oi! My old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Not you again!
Lonnie: My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools
Les: How do you know it's full?
Lonnie: 'Cos there's not mushroom inside
He found a tiger's head one day
Nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked like miserable
But I suppose he should
Just then from out a window
A voice began to wail
It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's head?"
"Four foot from his tail"
Oh my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
Next time you see a dustman
Looking all pale and sad
Don't kick him in the dustbin
It might be my old dad
Dinsdag 5 december 1972
Grasshopper Mac Clain
