Vrijdag 10 augustus 1973
Can We Still Be Friends?
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Can We Still Be Friends?
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
First release by: Todd Rundgren - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists
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Vrijdag 10 augustus 1973
Fate
Fate
Composer(s): Byron Gay
Since the world began
It seems that man, no matter what his lot
he lays the blame on fate
Health his wealth his fame
Disgrace or shame, it's all the same
He lays the blame upon his fate
All things small or great
Life or death its fate
Truth can never fail
It must prevail
in all we do we must be true or live a lie
Fate is all there is
It's your ideas, for what you think
Is what you are, the same as I
Think what love commands
And fate is in your hands
My fate is all that I am
My fate is the law above
When fate seems wrong, it's a sham
The law that is real is love
Fate is our love for each other
Love, as I learned from my mother
Fate is a love that is true
So I knew it was fate
when I first met you
Donderdag 9 augustus 1973
The Battle Of Evermore
The Battle Of Evermore
Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone
Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The dark Lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all
Oh, throw down your plow and hoe
Rest not to lock your homes
Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all
I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley blow
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow
The apples of the valley hold
The seeds of happiness
The ground is rich from tender care
Repay, do not forget, no, no
Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light
The apples turn to brown and black
The tyrant's face is red
Oh the war is common cry
Pick up you swords and fly
The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know
Oh, well, the night is long the beads of time pass slow
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow
The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath
The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black
Ride on
Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold
Oh dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back
Bring it back
At last the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes
Donderdag 9 augustus 1973
Can We All Come Together
Can We All Come Together
Composer(s): Randy Bachman
Performer(s): Bachman-Turner Overdrive
You are what you are
I am what I am
Can we all come together
With some kind of plan
I want you to laugh
But you want me to cry
Can we all come together
Hey, why don't we try
Can we all come together
Can we reach across the sea
There are worlds in between us
The sky is all we see
So let's all come together
Let's all come together
Why do we like different things
And we live different ways
Can we come together
For happier days
I want you to smile
But you let me down
Can we come together
Let's do it right now
I see you live for the sun
I live for the rain
Can we come together
Can we be the same
I want to settle down
But you want to run
Can we come together
Can we be like one
Donderdag 9 augustus 1973
Fatalidad
Fatalidad
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Tengo lo sagrado
tengo lo prohibido
tengo lo que nadie ha tenido
Fatalidad, fatalidad...
no tengo tu amor
nada si no tengo tu amor
solo un corazón envuelto en llamas
Pilas de dinero
en el mundo entero
malgasto por un poco de alegría
Fatalidad, fatalidad...
no tengo tu amor
nada si no tengo tu amor
solo un corazón envuelto en llamas
Fatalidad, fatalidad...
no tengo tu amor
nada si no tengo tu amor
grande es mi pasión
y tu indiferencia
Fatalidad, llévate todo
si ella no está
serenidad, solo un poco
de serenidad.
Hablo con las brujas
consulto chamanes
para que me tengas en tus planes
Fatalidad, fatalidad...
no tengo tu amor
nada si no tengo tu amor
y no tengo tu amor
Tengo lo sagrado
tengo lo prohibido
tengo lo que nadie ha tenido
y no tengo tu amor...
Woensdag 8 augustus 1973
The Battle
The Battle
Composer(s): Steve Katz - Dick Halligan
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears
While the king and queen lie sleeping
And their daughters smile so nice
Brothers wait through windows
And the peasants die for rice
And here I'm standing naked
Laughing madly at the sun
Though I wanted to sleep late today
The Battle's just begun
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom
The father in all his grace
The servant's sons are washed in blood
And the man has run his race
A moving target looms behind the street where soldiers stood
Siren screams out desperately
Like only humans could
And standing on my balcony
I watch the battle run
Yes the war is never over
But the day is never done
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom
the father in all his grace
The servant's sons are washed in blood
And the man has run his race
Six-white horses like the wind are running
Five are far behind
The captain lost his daughter
The sergeant lost his mind
The soldiers they still scream for riches
Even though they swore
That sons and daughters wouldn't live
Unless we won the war
Oh, the Devil in all his wisdom
the father in all his grace
The servant's sons are washed in blood
And the man has run his race
Woensdag 8 augustus 1973
Can The Can
Can The Can
Composer(s): Nicky Chinn - Mike Chapman
First release by: Suzi Quatro - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
Well you call your mamma tiger
And we all know you ain't lying
And your boyfriend's name is eagle
And he lives up in the sky (high high)
Watch out the tiger don't go claw the eagle's eye
But let the eagle take the tiger by surprise
Scratch out her eyes
So make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the can, Can the can
If you can, Well can the can
Well your sister's got the feline touch, she touches up your mind
And your eagle lover likes his little bit of evil loving all the time
Don't let the cat get into the eagle's nest at night
Because the eagle could say "yes" without a fight
Scratch out her eyes
So make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the can, Can the can
If you can, Well can the can
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Uh uh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Ooh can the can (Can the can honey)
Aaaah!
Honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the canCan the can
If you can
Make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the canCan the can
If you can
Aah!
Make a stand for your man
Woensdag 8 augustus 1973
Fat Old Sun
Fat Old Sun
Composer(s): David Gilmour
Performer(s): Pink Floyd;
Dogon; David Gilmour; Ox
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells, new mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Dinsdag 7 augustus 1973
The Bartender's Just Like A Mother To Me
The Bartender's Just Like A Mother To Me
Composer(s): Clarke - Ricks - Spencer
Performer(s): Slim Gaillard
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother
with his apron so clean and white
For he tries to make everyone happy
and he never looks for a fight
Whenever I'm sad and lonesome
he always gets me to smile
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother to me
and I am his favorite child
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother
and I know he's man's best friend
'Cause he passes the pretzels and peanuts
to the guy all alone on the end
Whenever my wife comes huntin'
he says "no, he hasn't been in"
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother to me
and I am his favorite kin
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother to me
for he knows when I've had enough
He refuses to give me another
when I ask for more of the stuff
He won't let me be forsaken
no matter how big my tab
Oh the Bartender is just like a mother to me
'cause the bar is owned by my Dad
Bartender, I surrender, bartender, some sender
Bartender is just like a mother to me
Dinsdag 7 augustus 1973
Can I Tico Tico You
Can I Tico Tico You
Composer(s): D. Fact - Frank Lio - Lou Bega - Z. Abreu
Performer(s): Lou Bega
Baby you're my freak once in a week
We gettin kind of deep in my '86 jeep
I don't play no tricks you know the bomb ticks
The only style I play is my self-made hits
And it kicks like that yo' it really does
Was it number one hell yo' it really was
I got the swing the king is back in the ring
Ladies throw their brass when I start to sing
Can I rock it can I knock it
Can I lick it can I kick it can I top it
You make me hazy you make me crazy
And baby I don't know what I can do
We can start something' fantastic the you never knew
Forget you live in plastic when I keep my eyes on you
I can't cool down because it's gettin' to hot
So please baby pleasenever let us stop
And it kicks like that yo' it really does
Was it number one hell yo' it really was
I got the swing the king is back in teh ring
Ladies throw your brass when I start to sing
Can I rock it can I knock it
Can I lick it can I kick it can I top it
You make me hazy you drive me crazy
And baby I don't know what I can do
I can't sleep and I can't sing until you swing that sexy thing
And if you wanna be my girl then jump into my crazy world
And now the only part I'm missin' is your lovin and your kissin
If you wanna be my girl then jump into my crazy world
Can I rock it can I knock it
Can I lick it can I kick it can I top it
You make me hazy you drive me crazy
And baby I don't know what I can do
Dinsdag 7 augustus 1973
Fat Man In The Bathtub
Fat Man In The Bathtub
Composer(s): Lowell George
Performer(s): Little Feat
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees
He said "Hey momma, hey let me check your oil all right?"
She said "No, no honey, not tonight
Comeback Monday, comeback Tuesday, and then I might"
I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to?
My Juanita
I said Jaunita, my sweet taquita, what are you up to?
My Juanita
Don't want nobody who won't die for dance
Don't want no speed cars 'cause I -- I might pass by
And throw me a line, throw me a dime
'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues
I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan -- moan
Billy he got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run
Runnin' down the street yellin' at the top of his lungs (oh yeah)
All I want in this life and time is some good clean fun
All I want in this life and time is some hit and run
Said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to?
My Juanita
I said Jaunita, my sweet taquita, what are you up to?
My Juanita
Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down
But you got me in a squeeze play on the cheesy side of town
Throw me a line, throw me a dime
'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues
I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan -- moan
Maandag 6 augustus 1973
Barmaid At The Rose And Crown
Barmaid At The Rose And Crown
Composer(s): Arthurs - George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
In town there is a little pub
Which gives much satisfaction
The men don't go there for the beer
The barmaid's the attraction
Her age is, oh well, quite all that
And more on Monday morning
She knows her onions, take my word
She's heard the gypsy's warning
She lays on powder as thick as crust
I've smacked her cheek and what a fuss
I couldn't see her face for dust
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
She wears nice undies full of thrills
All silken lace and saucy frills
I know because I've seen the bills
And paid `em at the Rose and Crown
There is a tavern in the town, in the town
And in that tavern there's a bust forty inches round
She's got a figure fine and fair
There's lots of it and some to spare
It goes in here and comes out there
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
She likes to think that you are hers
And if you prove a quitter
She'll cry into your class of mild
And turn it into bitter
She'll have a little drink with you
And make you nice and cosy
And if you never count your change
You'll make a hit with Rosie
She always looks so very posh
So many rings she wears, by gosh
Her hands she never has to wash
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
The pendant round her neck is great
It's larger than a dinner plate
She's got round shoulders with 'the weight
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
There is a tavern in the town, in the iown
And in that tavern there's a lass in a glittering gown
With jewellery she takes the bun
Her ear-rings weigh quite half a ton
She lets me swing on them for fun
The barmaid atAt the Rose and Crown
Now if you want her to seize
And round her waist you give a squeeze
You'll hear her shout, "Not this side please!"
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
If she ever falls for you
A kiss will last an hour or two
She's got her lipstick mixed with glue
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
There is a tavern in the town, in the town
And in that tavern there are lips that have won renown
But if you tax her for a mug
And ever try to sneak a hug
She'll kick you in the "bottle and jug"
The barmaid at the Rose and Crown
Maandag 6 augustus 1973
Can I Sleep In Your Arms?
Can I Sleep In Your Arms?
Composer(s): Hank Cochran
Performer(s): Jeannie Seely
and multiple other artists
Don't know why, but the one I love left me
Left me lonely, and cold and so weak
And I need someone's arms to hold me
'Til I'm strong enough to get back on my feet
Can I sleep in your arms tonight Mister
It's so cold lying here all alone
And I have no hold to hold on you
I assure you I'll do you no wrong
I haven't smiled since he left me
Cause a smile somehow seems out of place
And I just need two lips to kiss me
Then I can smile again and I can show my face
Can I sleep in your arms tonight Mister
It's so cold lying here all alone
And I have no hold to hold on you
I assure you I'll do you no wrong
Maandag 6 augustus 1973
Fat Bottomed Girls
Fat Bottomed Girls
Composer(s): Brian May
Performer(s): Queen;
and various other artists
Are ... you gonna take me home tonight?
Ah ... down beside that red fire light
Are ... you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
(Hey!)
I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman, you made a bad boy out of me
(Hey, hey!)
(Woooo!)
I've been singing with my band
'Cross the wire, 'cross the land
I've seen every blue-eyed floozy on the way (hey)
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them lardy ladies every time
(Come on!)
Ah ... won't you take me home tonight?
Ah ... down beside your red firelight
Ah ... and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
(Hey listen heahhhh ... )
Now your mortgages and homes
All your stiffness in the bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you)
Oh, but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman, you done made a big man of me
(Now get this!)
Are ... you gonna take me home tonight? (Please?)
Ah ... down beside that red firelight
Are ... you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
(Get on your bikes and ride!)
(Oooooooooooooo, yeah)
(Oh yeah)
(Hey fat bottomed girls!)
Fat bottomed girls ...
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(All right)
(Ride 'em, cowboy!)
Fat bottomed girls ...
(Extra, extra!)
Zondag 5 augustus 1973
The Barkshire Tragedy
The Barkshire Tragedy
(Traditional)
A varmer he lived in the West Countree
With a hey down, bow down
A varmer he lived in the West Countree
And he had daughters, one, two and three
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
As they were walking by the river's brim
With a hey down, bow down
As they were walking by the river's brim
The eldest push'd the youngest in
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
O sister, O sister, pray gie me thy hand
With a hey down, bow down
O sister, O sister, pray gie me thy hand
And I'll gie thee both house and land
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
I'll neither, I'll neither gie thee hand nor glove
With a hey down, bow down
I'll neither, I'll neither gie thee hand nor glove
Unless thou'lt gie me thy own true love
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
So down she sank and away she swam
With a hey down, bow down
So down she sank and away she swam
Until she came to the miller's dam
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
O vather, vather, here swims a swan
With a hey down, bow down
O vather, vather, here swims a swan
Very much like a drownded gentlewoman
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
The miller he fot his pole and hook
With a hey down, bow down
The miller he fot his pole and hook
And he fished the fair maid out of the brook
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
O miller, I'll gie thee guineas then
With a hey down, bow down
O miller, I'll gie thee guineas then
If thoul't fetch me back to my father again
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
The miller he took her guineas ten
With a hey down, bow down
The miller he took her guineas ten
And he pushed the fair maid in agen
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
But the Crowner he came and the Justice too
With a hey down, bow down
But the Crowner he came and the Justice too
With a hue and a cry and a hullabaloo
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
They hanged the miller beside his own gate
With a hey down, bow down
They hanged the miller beside his own gate
For drowning the varmer's daughter Kate
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
The sister she fled beyond the seas
With a hey down, bow down
The sister she fled beyond the seas
And died an old maid among black savagees
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
So I've ended my tale of the West Countree
With a hey down, bow down
So I've ended my tale of the West Countree
And they calls it the Barkshire Tragedee
And I'll be true to my love
If my love'll be true to me
Zondag 5 augustus 1973
Fat Angel
Fat Angel
Composer(s): Donovan Leitch
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane;
and various other artists
He will bring happiness in a pipe
he'll ride away on his silver bike
and apart from that
he'll be so kind in consenting to blow your mind
fly Translove Airways gets you there on time
Fly Jefferson Airplane gets you there on time
he will bring orchids for my lady
the perfume will be an excellent kind
and apart from that he'll be so kind in consenting to blow your mind
Fly Translove Airways gets you there on time
Fly Jefferson Airplane gets you there on time
Zaterdag 4 augustus 1973
The Barefoot Boy With Boots On
The Barefoot Boy With Boots On
Composer(s): Asa Martin
Performer(s): John McCutcheon
Oh, the night was dark and stormy
And the moon kept shining bright
The stars cast burning rays down
On the storm that raged that night
The lightning struck the cowshed
And the cows all chewed their cuds
The moonlight set the prairie afire
In the middle of the woods
Oh, the barefoot boy with boots on
Came a-crawling down the street
His pants were filled with pockets
And his boots were filled with feet
He was born when he was a baby
His grandma's pride and joy
His only sister was a girl
And his brother was a boy
He never was one of triplets
That came of being twins
His legs were fastened to his knees
Just below the shins
His arms were fastened to his neck
Several inches from his shoulder
When he was grown, he was a man
And every year got older
At last he married a woman
Who quickly became his wife
He could not stay single
And lead a married life
His wife was full of notions
And her mouth was full of tongue
She raised a dozen children
All born when they were young
Six girls and five boys
And then another child
They never tried to tame them
Just let them all go wild
The youngest was the baby
And the oldest was born first
The good one was the very best
And the mean one was the worst
They never knew their ages
And they did not seem to care
They knew they had a birthday
Coming to them every year
They never knew their father's age
But they always had a hunch
That he was born before their day
And was the oldest of the bunch
And when they died, they could not speak
And their names they could not tell
And the girls all went to Heaven
And the boys all went to...
Zaterdag 4 augustus 1973
Can I Go With You
Can I Go With You
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
The day you came my way
I was such a fool to say
All the things I said about you just to make you jealous
But I've learnt my lesson then
Now I'm prepared to start again
If I promise to be true
Can I go with you
Whenever you're around
All the boys I know are found
Trying to be the one to hold you by the hand
But I feel if it's O.K.
Only one thing I can say
If I promise to be true
Can I go with you
Can I take you by the hand
Can I love you
Please tell me
Please tell me
Can I go with you
If you think I'm a fool
Let me tell you there's no rule
That can stop me wanting you
And I do, so help me
I won't feel like having fun
Till you say that I'm the one
So if I promise to be true
Can I go with you
If I promise to be true
Can I go with you
Zaterdag 4 augustus 1973
Fat
Fat
Composer(s): Michael Jackson; Weird Al Yankovic
Performer(s): Weird Al Yankovic
Your butt is wide, well mine is too
Just watch your mouth or I'll sit on you
The word is out, better treat me right
'Cause I'm the king of cellulite
Ham on, ham on, ham on whole wheat, all right
My zippers bust, my buckles break
I'm too much man for you to take
The pavement cracks when I fall down
I've got more chins than Chinatown
Well, I've never used a phone booth
And I've never seen my toes
When I'm goin' to the movies
I take up seven rows
Because I'm fat, I'm fat, come on
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on you know
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
Don'tcha call me pudgy, portly or stout
Just now tell me once again who's fat
When I walk out to get my mail
It measures on the Richter scale
Down at the beach I'm a lucky man
I'm the only one who gets a tan
If I have one more pie a la mode
I'm gonna need my own zip code
When you're only having seconds
I'm having twenty-thirds
When I go to get my shoes shined
I gotta take their word
Because I'm fat, I'm fat, sha mone
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it you know
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
And my shadow weighs forty-two pounds
Lemme tell you once again who's fat
If you see me comin' your way
Better give me plenty space
If I tell you that I'm hungry
Then won't you feed my face
Because I'm fat, I'm fat, come on
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
Woo woo woo, when I sit around the house
I really sit around the house
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know it
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know, you know, you know, come on
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
And you know all by myself I'm a crowd
Lemme tell you once again
You know I'm huge, I'm fat, you know it
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, you know, hoo
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know
(Fat, fat, really really fat)
And the whole world knows I'm fat and I'm proud
Just tell me once again who's fat
Vrijdag 3 augustus 1973
The Bare Necessities
