Woensdag 4 april 1973
Cabaret
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Cabaret
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - John Kander
First performance by: Jill Haworth - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
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Woensdag 4 april 1973
Fabulous Character
Fabulous Character
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin
Performer(s): Sarah Vaughan
To me he's a fabulous character
(He's near and I glow)
A fabulous character
(And I love him so)
He walks by my side
And I dance on air
I find he's kind of a special guy
(My heart can't be wrong)
I kiss him and I know why
(My life is a song)
He's so marvelous
No one can compare
Till now my life was a merry-go-round
I never knew a carefree day
And then it happened, I suddenly found
The someone who could make me feel this way
To me he's a fabulous character
(He's all I can see)
A fabulous character
(And he'll always be)
What's more fabulous
He belongs to me
Dinsdag 3 april 1973
That's How It Goes
That's How It Goes
Composer(s): W. Merrill - Robert Allen
Performer(s): George Maharis
Well here I go again, another sleepless night
Left with a broken heart since we have been apart
And if you only knew the tears I cried for you
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
They say all over town you've found another guy
And now he's kissing you the way I used to do
Well go and have your fling, you're still my everything
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
But if you find I'm on your mind
Remember this I'll still be here
There's nothing left for me, there is no happiness
So how can I go on Sweetheart, now that you're gone
But I still hope and pray that you'll come back someday
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
But if you find I'm on your mind
Remember this I'll still be here
There's nothing left for me, there is no happiness
So how can I go on Sweetheart, now that you're gone
But I still hope and pray that you'll come back someday
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
I guess when you're in love that's how it goes
Dinsdag 3 april 1973
Caballo Que No Galopa
Caballo Que No Galopa
Composer(s): Horacio Guarany
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany; El Chango Nieto
Caballo que no galopa
va derecho al pisadero
y al que lo topa la muerte
va derechito al infierno
Andar sólo y galopando
como quien se va perdiendo
con el alma dolorida
caminito de los cerros
Andar solo y galopando
como quien se va nomás
las lágrimas bajo el poncho
porque no es de hombre llorar
(Estribillo)
Mi caballito querido
ésta te pido nomás
nos han echado los perros
pero no me han de alcanzar
Caballo que no galopa
va derecho al pisadero
estrella que no hace noche
se alumbra con el lucero
Soy jinete de la noche
voy galopando hacia el alba
ando lejos de mi tierra
por no vender mi guitarra
Soy jinete de la noche
algún día aclarará
sólo le pido a mi tierra
que no me quiera olvidar
Dinsdag 3 april 1973
Fabulous
Fabulous
Composer(s): Harold Land; Jon Sheldon
Performer(s): Charlie Gracie;
and various other artists
Well I always knew I was crazy for you
How'd I know, you'd thrill me so
If this is love, well, it's fabulous
Your lips are close to mine
I get chills up my spine
And when they touch
I thrill so much
If this is love, it's fabulous
I read in a book
About love and it's charms
But I, I never knew
Till I held you in my arms
When I held you tight
Well, I know, I know, I'm right
'Cause only you, can do what you do
If this is love, it's fabulous
Well I always knew I was crazy for you
How'd I know, that you'd thrill me so
If this is love, well, it's fabulous
Your lips are close to mine
I get chills up my spine
And when they touch
I thrill so much
If this is love, well, it's fabulous
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
It's fabulous
If this is love, well, it's fabulous
Maandag 2 april 1973
That's How I Need You
That's How I Need You
Composer(s): Joe McCarthy - Joe Goodwin - Al. Piantadosi
Sometimes when someone needs something, something to make someone glad
why couldn't something help someone, Why should that someone be sad?
You are the something I mean, dear, I am the someone so blue
Love is so hard to explain dear, I only know that I need you
Something could change someone's world, dear
Something could brighten the sky
something could make someone happy, if something only would try
Someone is waiting and hoping, hoping to have someone near
I am the someone, who's waiting, you are the something so dear
Like the roses need their fragrance, like a sweetheart needs a kiss
like the summer needs the sunshine, like a laddie needs a miss
like a broken heart needs gladness, like the flowers need the dew
like a baby needs its mother, that's how I need you
Maandag 2 april 1973
Caballo Místico
Caballo Místico
Composer(s): Díaz Paloma - Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Erase un caballo con dos alas
que subía que volaba
como volaría el amor
érase un caballo con un cuerno
en la nariz que en primavera
se hizo buen galopador
érase un caballo con un hombre
y un arquero todo junto
con un solo corazón
érase que un beso era el olimpo
érase que abril era a las cinco
y las patas del animal místico
se enredaban en el aire
con su galope magnífico
y era que te había conocido
con tu nombre que volaba
con tu pequeño vestido
Maandag 2 april 1973
Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves
Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves
Composer(s): Bob Stone
Performer(s): Cher;
and various other artists
I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
Picked up a boy just south of Mobile
Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
Rode with us to Memphis
And Papa woulda shot him if he knew what he'd done
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
I never had schoolin' but he taught me well
With his smooth southern style
Three months later I'm a girl in trouble
And I haven't seen him for a while
Oh, no, I haven't seen him for a while
She was born in the wagon of a travelin' show
Her mama had to dance for the money they'd throw
Grandpa'd do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down
Zondag 1 april 1973
That's Him Over There
That's Him Over There
Composer(s): Marilyn Bergman - Lew Spence
Performer(s): Nina Simone; Peggy Lee
I see your face in this room full of faces
I'm trying hard not to stare
Strange to see you again, here of all places
That's him over there
My baby looks the same as he did when I met him
I'd know that laugh anywhere
It was foolish of me to think I'd forget him
That's him over there
I wish I could be the girl at his side
The one who has taken my place
Can everyone see what I'm trying to hide
Isn't it written all over my face?
I guess that you kow what extremes I have gone to
To prove that I didn't care
You were so anxious to meet the dream I've hung onto
Well, that's him, that's my Jim, over there
Zondag 1 april 1973
Caballero
Caballero
Composer(s): Louis Poterat - Francis López
Performer(s): Georges Guétary; M. Coste Orch.
Un Caballero revient de Grenade!
Un Caballero chante son aubade!
Un Caballero n'est pas un poète!
Un Caballero n'en fait qu'à sa tête!
Mais fais attention toi qui sans façon
Ris d'un air moqueur, ma belle!
Car je peux d'un bond franchir ton balcon
Pour prendre ton cœur rebelle ...
Devant tes rideaux, doux comme un agneau
Mon chant dans la nuit s'attarde...
Mais l'agneau d'un coup se transforme en loup
Quand on rit de lui... prends garde! Ah!
Un Caballero repart pour Grenade!
Un Caballero chante son aubade!
Ton Caballero n'est pas un poète!
Son cœur est si gros qu'il en perd la tête
Mais sur son cheval, un soir c'est fatal
Il t'emportera ma belle ...
Tu seras punie d'avoir ri de lui
Et tu lui seras fidèle...
Jusqu'à ce qu'un jour s'en aille l'amour
Qui chante sous ta fenêtre...
Alors regrettant sa chanson d'antan
Tout bas tu diras peut-être...
O Caballero... O Caballero... O Caballero!
Adios, adios, au revoir!
Zondag 1 april 1973
Gypsy, Joe And Me
Gypsy, Joe And Me
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Performer(s): Dolly Parton
We might have slept in a rail yard
or camped by the river bank
We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land
And quenched our thirst with rain
We never did allow no roots to grow beneath our feet
Life just had no pattern for Gypsy, Joe and me
All we had was each other and the rags upon our back
The closest thing to a home we new was some abandoned shack
But we had all we needed and the rest we didn't need
Life was free and simple for Gypsy, Joe and me
Now Gypsy was my little dog, I found by the road in a ditch
And so I named him Gypsy, cause that name just seemed to fit
Oh and Joe he was my man, the flower of my soul
Thou he never said he loved me, I just always seemed to know
While standing by the highway, thumbin' for a ride
The speeding wheels of a passing car, took Gypsy's life
I lost him where I found him and his loss was misery
Now there's no more Gypsy, there's just Joe and me
Well the winter came and the snow did fall
And the night was cold and still
And the rags we wore were not enough
And Joe he caught the chill
And he told me how he loved me
And in my arms he went to sleep
Now there's no more Gypsy, no more Joe, there's just me
While standin' here on the edge of this bridge
Lookin' down I see
The face of Joe and Gypsy, lookin' back at me
And somewhere in the distance I can hear them callin' me
Tonight we'll be together again
Gypsy, Joe and me
Zaterdag 31 maart 1973
That's Him
That’s Him
Composer(s): Ogden Nash - Kurt Weill
Performer(s): multiple artists
You know the way you feel when there is autumn in the air
That’s him, that’s him
The way you feel when Antoine has finished with your hair
That’s him, that’s him
You know the way you feel when you smell fresh bread baking
The way you feel when, oh, your aching back stops aching
Wonderful world, wonderful you, that’s him, that’s him, that’s him
Be simple as a breeze that blows in summer
Be natural, not actuary
He’s like a plumber when you need a plumber
Mmm, he’s satisfactory
You know the way you feel at movies when the lights grow dimmer
The way you feel when overnight your hips grow slimmer
Wonderful world, wonderful you
Say, c’est Paris, say New York, sa-voury
In the darkest caves and hallways, I would know him always
‘Cause I would see that he‘s the one for me
How could I pass by him when I’d identify him so easily
Because you know the way you feel about a rhapsody in blue
His eyes are blue
His eyes are brown! His are on the town
The way you feel about a hat created just for you, that’s him, that’s him
He’s Christmas, he’s collar, he’s a coke with cherries
Let’s face it girls – he’s a man - he’s necessary
Wonderful world, wonderful you, that’s him, that’s him
Zaterdag 31 maart 1973
Cab Driver
Cab Driver
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers; Gatlin Brothers; Squeeze-bot
Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place
I just wanna chance to see her face
Don't stop the meter, let it race
Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place
Cab Driver, once more round the block
Never mind the ticking of the clock
I only wish we could have a talk
Cab Driver, once more round the block
Cab Driver, once more down the street
There's a little place we used to meet
That`s where I laid my future at her feet
Cab Driver, once more down the street
Cab Driver, wait here by the door
Perhaps I'll hold her in my arms once more
Then thing's will be just like before
Cab Driver, wait here by the door
Cab Driver, better take me home
I guess that I was meant to be alone
I hope God sends me a love one of my own
Cab Driver, better take me home
Cab Driver, better take me home!
Zaterdag 31 maart 1973
Gypsy Woman
Gypsy Woman
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield
Performer(s): Curtis Mayfield
From nowhere through the caravan
Round the campfire light
Lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
that hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She danced around and round
Guitar's melody
From the fire her face was aglow
How she enchanted me
I'd like to hold her near
And kiss her hair and whisper in her ear
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
Hated to see her go
Knowing that she'll never know
that I love her
that I love her
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
That's Happiness
That’s Happiness
Composer(s): Fred Ebb - Harry Coleman - Paul Klein
Performer(s): Alma Cogan; Marion Ryan
The way you say hallo and smile at me each time we meet
The way you take my hand and walk beside me down the street
The way you say you need me
That’s happiness
The way you speak my name and make it sound just like a sigh
The way you cheer me up when fortune seems to pass me by
The way you say you want me
That’s happiness
The many tender things you’ve told me
The gentle kisses that we shared
The way your arms were meant to hold me
Each time that I begin to cry
Although it well may be you’ll never be a millionaire
It wouldn’t bother me as long as you are always there
Just to know you love me
That’s happiness
Although it well may be you’ll never be a millionaire
It wouldn’t bother me as long as you are always there
Just to know you love me
That’s happiness
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
Ça, C'est Paris
Ça, C'est Paris
Composer(s): José Padilla - Lucienne Boyer - Jacques Charles
Performer(s): Mistinguett
and multiple other artists
Paris c'est une blonde
Qui plaît à tout le monde
Le nez retroussé l'air moqueur
Les yeux toujours rieurs
Tous ceux qui la connaissent
Grisés par ses caresses
S'en vont mais reviennent toujours
Paris à tes amours!
La petite vogue de Paris
Malgré ce qu'on en dit
A les mêmes attraits qu'Hollywood
Oui mais...
Elle possède à ravir
La manière de s'en servir
Elle a perfectionné la façon de se donner
Ça, c'est Paris!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Paris c'est une blonde
Qui plaît à tout le monde
Le nez retroussé l'air moqueur
Les yeux toujours rieurs
Tous ceux qui la connaissent
Grisés par ses caresses
S'en vont mais reviennent toujours
Paris à ton amour!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Ça, c'est Paris!
Vrijdag 30 maart 1973
Gypsy Wind
Gypsy Wind
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
I still recall the place
When I first felt your gypsy wind
Playing on my face
That summer's long since gone
But gypsy winds have ways of staying on
Voices from our past
Still insist on arguing
That love will never last
And though our hearts may turn
It's only when you listen
that you learn
And I wonder at the ways
The strands of love meander
Through our close and distant days
The blood of passion plays
Burns our thirsty souls
And chases reason far away...
Far away...
And still your gypsy wind
Will soothe my soul and call me
back again
Growing wise with age
We come to see the printing
Through the pictures on the page
Though something's always lost
The gain is always tempered by the cost
And I wonder at the ways
The strands of love meander
Through our close and distant days
The blood of passion plays
Burns our thirsty souls
And chases reason far away...
Far away...
And still your gypsy wind
Will soothe my soul and call me back again
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
That's Good! That's Bad!
That's Good! That's Bad!
Composer(s): Ervin Drake - Jimmy Shirl
Performer(s): George Jones
and multiple other artists
Yes, I still love you (That's good)
But I've got doubts about us (That's bad)
Still I don't know if it's in me to leave you (Ah honey, that's good)
It would be the worst break my heart ever had
We still have something (And it's good)
Though I do feel it's slipping (Ah, that's bad)
But I'll try like to devil to save it (Ah, that's good)
I'd sure miss that ol' feeling we had
We thought of this love to last
We're falling apart and that's sad
We've got to get it back together we're losing our love
That's good, that's bad
We could go to the bedroom (That's good)
It's been too long since we've been there (Honey, that's bad)
We might break down this wall that's between us
And bring back the good love we had
We thought of this love to last
We're falling apart and that's sad
We've got to get it back together we're losing our love
That's good, that's bad
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
Chit Akins, Make Me A Star
Chit Akins, Make Me A Star
Composer(s): Don Bowman
Performer(s): Don Bowman
Nobody knows where he came from
They don't know how he got in
But Nashville won't forget the day
That he walked right in to RCA
With a guitar.....and a grin
Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star?
Oh, I tell you I am somethin' else with this guitar
Really! I mean, listen, you don'tknow what you're missin'
Just listen
I mean just lis-ten to this...
... Ain't that fierce? Ain't that intense?
The crowd began to gather
To watch the fun begin
With his cowboy boots and his coveralls
His one-way ticket from Cedar Falls
That big guitar.... and a grin
Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star?
I mean me being such a gas with this guitar
Listen, would you believe I ain't even got your correspondence course yet
That's hard to believe, ain't it?
S'true! Never had a lesson
Never! And just listen
Just lis-ten here...
Everybody seemed to like him
So the Company took him in
Background music is all he plays
He's on all them records from RCA
With his guitar... and his grin
Hey, Chit Akins
How come it is I never get to play by myself, huh?
I mean, you get to play by yourself
How come I don't never get to play with some o' them big symphonies like you do, huh?
How come, Chit? How 'bout when the swellin' goes down in my fingers?
Then can I? Huh, Chit?
Donderdag 29 maart 1973
Ça Vient Sans Qu'on Y Pense
