Maandag 24 september 1973
Canción Por La Unidad Latinoamericana
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Canción Por La Unidad Latinoamericana
Composer(s): Pablo Milanés
Performer(s): Pablo Milanés; Aaron Goldberg
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Maandag 24 september 1973
Feeling That Way
Feeling That Way
Composer(s): Aynsley Dunbar;
Steve Perry; Dave Rolicke; Gregg Rolie
Performer(s): Journey
Opened my eyes to a new kind of way
All the good times that you saved
Are you feeling
You feeling that way too
Or am I just
Am I just a fool
When the summer’s gone
She’ll be there standing by the light
Once she’s bee to where she’s gone to
She should know wrong from right
A new road’s waiting, you touched my life
Soft and warm on a summer’s night
You’re the only one, the only one I love
The lovely one, I’m thinking of
Zondag 23 september 1973
The Bird On My Head
The Bird On My Head
Composer(s): Ross Bagdasarian
Performer(s): David Seville
(words in brackets are sung by the bird)
I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
I should have a house and bed (and I should have me a wife)
We're just sittin' in a vacant lot and we haven't got a dime
The bird and me, lonely as can be, we're together all the time
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What I say is no lie
We've been sittin' here so long (that I forgot how to fly)
I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot (and I'm sittin' on his head)
(both)
The things we want we haven't got need a tree and house and bed
(both)
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
(He belongs in someone's arms) and he belongs in a tree
(both)
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
(He should have a house and bed) and he should have him a wife
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms...
(and I belong in a tree)
Zondag 23 september 1973
Canción Para Un Amigo
Canción Para Un Amigo
Composer(s): J.L. Ubiergo - Fernando Ubiergo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
No he podido olvidarte amigo mío
no he podido sacarte de mi mente
ni apagar esa Luna creciente
que alumbraba indiferente
esa noche en tu camino
No he podido olvidar tu melodía
artesano, noble guitarrero
más allá de la pala y el sombrero
se escondía un hombre bueno
con voz de melancolía
Al vuelo 403 llamaron
rezaste el Padre Nuestro en el adiós
mordiéndote la rabia y la tristeza
valiente te pusiste el cinturón
y el sol quiso abrazarte esa mañana
pero ya estaba escrita, tú última canción
No he podido olvidarte amigo mío
pues el tiempo agranda tu recuerdo
charrúa de carnet y de nacimiento
chileno de razón y sentimiento
que en esta tierra hiciste el nido
No he podido olvidar, no lo podría
al Quijote que sin armadura
defendió su credo y su locura
con una guitarra y partituras
y desafió a la noche con su vida
Al vuelo 403 llamaron
rezaste el Padre Nuestro en el adiós
mordiéndote de rabia y de tristeza
valiente te pusiste en cinturón
y el sol quiso abrazarte esa mañana
pero ya estaba escrita, tú última canción
Zondag 23 september 1973
Feelin' Stronger Every Day
Feelin' Stronger Every Day
Composer(s): Peter Cetera; James Pankow
Performer(s): Chicago
I do believe in you
And I know you believe in me
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And now we realize
Love's not all that it's supposed to be
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And knowing that you would have wanted it this way
I do believe I'm feelin' stronger every day
I know we really tried
Together we had love inside
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
So now the time has come
For both of us to live on the run
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And knowing that you would have wanted it this way
I do believe I'm feelin' stronger every day
Yeah, yeah, yeah
After what you've meant to me
Ooh baby now
I can make it easily
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that we both agree
Best thing to happen to you
The best thing that happened to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Feelin' stronger every day
Feelin' stronger every day
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
(You know I'm alright now)
Feelin' stronger every day
Zaterdag 22 september 1973
The Bird Has Flown
The Bird Has Flown
Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore - Rod Evans - Jon Lord
Performer(s): Deep Purple
For the beggar on his cornerstone
Catches pity in his wrinkled hand
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only grains of sand
All the children in the distant house
They have feelings only children know
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only flakes of snow
The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known
And the bird it has flown
To a place on it's own
Somewhere all alone
Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me
The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known
And the bird it has flown
Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me
Zaterdag 22 september 1973
Canción Para Mi Soldado
Canción Para Mi Soldado
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Si caigo en el camino
hagan cantar mi fusil
y ensanchenle su destino
porque no debe morir
si caigo en el camino
como puede suceder
que sigo el canto mi amigo
cumpliendo con su deber
La muerte pone un dilvido
en los oidos del hombre
canto que no tiene nombre
cancion que busca su trino
cumple en la selva destino
simple de hombre militante
el turno de los instantes
de su verdadera suerte
como me manda la muerte
con su palabra quemante
Si caigo en el camino...
Cancion para mi soldado
es la que quiero cantar
y con ella confesar
que es un canto enamorado
el de ayer, el de despues
cuando elegimos el rumbo
bajo la estrella del Che
Zaterdag 22 september 1973
Feelin' So Good
Feelin' So Good
Composer(s): Jeff Barry; Andy Kim
Performer(s): The Archies; The Lolas
bow bow whompa bow bow
bow bow whompa bow bow
bow bow whompa bow bow
bow bow whompa bow bow
Looky over there, sunshine in her hair
That's my girl, her name is Skooby-Doo
Don'tcha like her smile?
Don'tcha like her style?
You know I'd walk a mile for Skooby-Doo
Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my lonely head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good
Anytime at all I wanna have a ball
All I do is call my Skooby-Doo
She can make me laugh in a minute in a half
Yes, I'm going daff with Skooby-Doo
Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my only head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good
Oh my I love you
Skooby-Doo, I love you
I said a "S"
"K"
"O-O"
"B"
"Y"
"D-O-O"
oh oh
oh oh
oh
oh
oh oh oh oh
Diamonds and a ring, presents I could bring
Wouldn't mean a thing to Skooby-Doo
Sunday after mass picnic in the grass
Diggin' Mama Cass with Skooby-Doo
Oh my Skooby-Doo
I'll do ya what you want me to
Oh my Skooby-Doo
You got my only head a-reeling all the time
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good
So good
Feelin' so good
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo
Feelin' so good
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
Whompa bow bow
My Skooby-Doo
Feelin' so good
Vrijdag 21 september 1973
The Bird
The Bird
Composer(s): Hal Coleman - Barry Etris
Performer(s): Jerry Reed
Well my throat was dry and I was getting’ late
And I was at this bat on the interstate
When this guy with a bird on his shoulder walked in the door
And he proceeded to tell me the strangest thing
He said, “Sir this bird of mine can sing like no other bird
You’ve never heard before!”
Well I just looked at the guy and said “Oh really?”
And he turned to the bird and said”Do ole Willie”
When that bird started singing I almost hit the floor
Whiskey River take my mind
Don’t let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don’t run dry
You’re all I got to take care of me
Well if that ain't the durndest thing
I thought, son, what a heck of a thing
A man could get rich making that bird sing
And I could feel this wild idear comin' on strong
I said, “I’m just sittin’ here with two weeks pay
And I’d probably blow it all anyway
I’ll buy that bird If he’ll do one more song”
Maybe I didn’t hold you quite as often as I should have
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
I said, “well that does it sir, yep
I’d like to buy that bird
Would $500.00 take him off your hands?”
Well, he thought for a while and he said, “alright”
He handed me the bird and he said “goodnight”
Counted the money and out the door he ran
I was thinkin’ I’d found the rainbow’s end
My ship would soon be rolling in
When that bird sailed out the door
And he was gone
And as I watched him leave I got boilin’ mad
‘Cause I knew right then that I’d been had
And as he faded in the night he was singing this song
On the road again
I just can’t wait to get on the road again (Somebody stop that bird!)
The life I love is making money with my friend
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
Vrijdag 21 september 1973
Canción Para Luchar
Canción Para Luchar
Composer(s): León Gieco - Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): León Gieco
Canción para cantar
unidos y haciendo frente
a la intolerancia ciega
de unos pocos dementes
que arrastran en su discurso
la sangre de un pueblo débil
Canción para aclarar
las cosas que están pendientes
justicia que queda chica
donde la vida no vale
Por tantos gobiernos sordos
más fotos y más escraches
Canción del bien, canción del mal
Para reír, para luchar
Si hoy voy por vos, yo esperaré
Si me llamás, aquí estaré
Canción para decir
las cosas que pocos dicen
Por lo general, la gente
si no le pasa, no siente
Y así todo se repite
y así nunca se lo aprende
Canción para sacar
más fuerzas de la galera
de este mundo de magias
y de maldad verdadera
Hoy salvo a muchos del hambre
y enveneno cielo y tierra
Vrijdag 21 september 1973
Feelin' Satisfied
Feelin' Satisfied
Composer(s): Tom Scholz
Performer(s): Boston; Dark One Lite
Well come on
All you people
The time has come to get together
You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music
To get you through the stormy weather
And do whatever you feel
when you let go
Nothin's gonna help you more than rock 'n' roll
So come on, put you hands together
You know it's now or never
Take a chance on rock 'n' roll
Ooo are you feelin' satisfied
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Ooo are you ready tonight
Come on let us give your mind a ride
You can do what you like
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Oh that funky feelin'
Is what you need to get you through
You oughta know
I'll tell you somethin'
Don't let your troubles get to you
'Cause win or lose it's alright
Well take control
And nothin's gonna help you more than rock 'n' roll
So come on
Put you hands together
You know it's now or never
Take a chance on rock 'n' roll
Ooo are you feelin' satisfied
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Ooo are you ready tonight
Come on let us give your mind a ride
You can do what you like
Come on let us give your mind a ride
Donderdag 20 september 1973
The Bilbao Song
The Bilbao Song
Composer(s): Bertolt Brecht – Kurt Weill - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Andy Williams
and multiple other artists
That old Bilbao moon, I won't forget it soon
That old Bilbao moon, just like a big balloon
That old Bilbao moon would rise above the dune
While Tony's beach saloon rocked with an old-time tune
We'd sing a song the whole night long and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all
No paint was on the door (no paint was on the door)
The grass grew through the floor (the grass grew through the floor)
Of Tony's two by four (of Tony's two by four)
On the Bilbao shore (on the Bilbao shore)
But there were friends galore (howdy do, howdy do)
And there was beer to pour (chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug)
And moonlight on the shore (and the moon shines above)
That old Bilbao shore (on the shore, not the rug)
We'd sing all night with all our might and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all
That old Bilbao moon, I won't forget it soon
That old Bilbao moon, just like a big balloon
That old Bilbao moon would rise above the dune
While Tony's beach saloon rocked with an old-time tune
We'd sing all night with all our might and I can still recall
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest (those were the greatest)
Those were the greatest nights of them all
Donderdag 20 september 1973
Canción Para Corear
Canción Para Corear
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Y ahora prueba el diestro
con la mano izquierda
con mando, con temple
de un natural soberbio
Aaaaaaaaamén
Dado el progreso
en todos los órdenes
y el desarrollo económico y social
de los últimos años
¡Gooooooool!
Pirri centra
recoge Amancio
Amancio para a Puskas, Puskas a Pirri
chuta
¡Muy bien, así se habla!
(aplausos de procuradores)
Hermanos
desterrad el pecado
de nuestras vidas
renegad de Satanás
del mundo y la carne
¡Olé!
Donderdag 20 september 1973
Feelin' Reelin' Squeelin'
Feelin' Reelin' Squeelin'
Composer(s): Kevin Ayers
Performer(s): Soft Machine; University of Errors
This is a token of words unspoken to you
Honey I'm feeling, reeling and squeeling for you
Why don't you tell me one way or another
That you'd rather be your father and mother?
This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dream
I get hung up tied and strung up on your scene
It doesn't matter what I say, you're safely tucked away
You've got your simple way, I'm something far away
Aren't you happy?
Aren't you happy?
I've been dreaming
You've been screaming all night
You said take me
I said wake me - it's all right
Hell is the hung-up mind
Looking for things to find
You'll look but will not see
Outside your fantasy
That's all useless - ain't it honey?
Woensdag 19 september 1973
The Biggest Sin Of All
The Biggest Sin Of All
Composer(s): Benny Davis - Ted Murray
Performer(s): Connie Francis
Backup (intro):
And that was the biggest sin of all
Connie:
It was a sin the way you lied to me
The way you broke my heart
But that was not the biggest sin of all
It was a sin the way you made me cry
And vowed we'd never part
But that was not the biggest sin of all
You promised to be faithful
And I trusted in you
Oh, what a sin
You just couldn't be true
But the biggest sin of all
Was when you made believe you were mine
When there was somebody else
All the time
I should have known you didn't love me
With all those lied that you told
And I should've known
That there was another
When your kisses were so cold
Yes, I closed my eyes
Too much in love to see
Oh, why, did this ever have to happen to me
Yes, the biggest sin of all
Was when you made believe you were mine
When there was somebody else
All the time
Backup:
All the time
Woensdag 19 september 1973
Canción En Harapos
Canción En Harapos
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Que fácil es agitar un pañuelo a la tropa solar
del manifiesto marxista y la historia del hambre
que fácil es suspirar ante el gesto del hombre
que cumple un deber
y regalarle ropitas a la pobrecita
hija del chofer
que fácil de enmascarar sale la oportunidad
Que fácil es engañar al que no sabe leer
cuántos colores, cuántas facetas tiene el pequeño burgués
Que fácil es trascender con fama de original
pero se sabe que entre los ciegos el tuerto suele mandar
que fácil de apuntalar sale la vieja moral
que se disfraza de barricada
de los que nunca tuvieron nada
qué bien prepara su mascara el pequeño burgués
Viva el harapo señor
y la mesa sin mantel
viva el que huela a callejuela
a palabrota y taller
Desde una mesa repleta cualquiera decide aplaudir
la caravana en harapos de todos los pobres
desde un mantel importado y un vino añejado
se lucha muy bien
desde una mesa gigante y un auto elegante
se sufre también
en un amable festín se suele ver combatir
Si fácil es abusar más fácil es condenar
y hacer papeles para la historia para que te haga un lugar
Que fácil es protestar por la bomba que cayó
a mil kilómetros del ropero y del refrigerador
que fácil es escribir algo que invite a la acción
contra tiranos, contra asesinos
contra la cruz o el poder divino
siempre al alcance de la vidriera y el comedor
Viva el harapo señor
y la mesa sin mantel
viva el que huela a callejuela
a palabrota y taller
Woensdag 19 september 1973
Feelin' Down Farther
Feelin' Down Farther
Composer(s): Tom Johnston
Performer(s): The Doobie Brothers
Well, the sun is shinin'
A new day is here
All the people smilin', and the sky is clear
Not an hour wasted will I share with you
Got to keep lovin', mama, no matter what I do
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I got to tell you
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Jesus, here me when I sing out loud
The echoes of my gladness fall upon the ground
I don't care for sadness, and I don't need fear
I hope they fin'lly realize that the feelin' is near
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I got to tell you
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Ooh, way down low, ooh, way down low
Ooh, way down low, ooh, way down low
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Givin' and receivin' are all I know
Some of you will find it and you'll prob'bly let it show
Only one thing that I know to be true
Every day is different, mama and so are you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther
Feelin' farther down
Feelin' down farther, baby
Feelin' farther down
Dinsdag 18 september 1973
The Biggest Parakeets In Town
The Biggest Parakeets In Town
Composer(s): Charlie Drew - Jud Strunk
Performer(s): Kacey Jones
Some folks I know keep looking
For rare old coins and stamps
While others see what's cooking
In antique books and lamps
Some hobbies are like slavery
There's one too tough for words
This girl has got an aviary
And you should see her birds...
She's got chanticleers and dickey birds
Intelligent and tricky birds
That make the boys all want to hang around
Her crow is black and shiny
Her hummingbirds are tiny
But she's got the biggest parakeets in town!
She's got cockatoos and bobolinks
In royal blue and dusty pinks
And you should see them hangin' upside down
Oh, it's thrilling to behold her
When she wings them past her shoulder
'Cause she's got the biggest parakeets in town!
And every night
When she gets into bed
She puts each one on a pillow
Oh, they sound like Bing
When they start to sing
"Tweet willow, tweet willow, tweet willow"
After holding them and petting them
She gets a thrill in letting them
Go swingin' from the ceiling to the ground
Ask anyone who's seen 'em
It's hard to choose between 'em
'Cause she's got the biggest parakeets in town!
Imagine her in love one day
As she tells her fiance, "Okay!"
On the day the wedding rolls around
Although he loves the ground she stands on
He can't wait to get his hands on
The biggest parakeets in town
Well, picture on their wedding night
When hubby, dear, turns off the light
And wakes in the mornin' with a frown...
As he goes to caress her
He sees them on the dresser...
The biggest parakeets in town!
(She's really got 'em, boy!)
The biggest parakeets in town!
(They're enormous!)
Dinsdag 18 september 1973
Canción Del Trovador Errante
Canción Del Trovador Errante
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Fui un trovador errante
sombra por caminos sin alas
Mis riquezas
fueron aquellos sitios
donde aprendían mis canciones
quienes me las mostraban
vagabundos alrededor de sus hogueras
iluminaciones de cirqueros y perros
donde me convertía en una chispa transitoria
disuelta en las remotas
antífonas que saben las cigarras
Mi patria era la intemperie
los acosados campos de clorofila elemental
y fauna en eclosión
pero también era ceniza
miércoles de lloviznas masticando
la hogaza sucia y nutritiva que comparte
el proscrito ordinario
risueño y colosal
entre las tibias ocasionales
piernas de un cisne amaestrado
Fui un trovador errante
y ahora
tras el paso del tiempo
soy quien enciende las hogueras
quien convoca luciérnagas
y sabe el nombre de la chispa que salta
de la crepitación hacia la noche
cometa de un universo diminuto
donde mi mano es la de Dios
quiero decir
la de un colosalmente viejo vagabundo
con la mirada puesta en los senderos
con la memoria abierta a la única
riqueza que le espera
Susurraré mi historia a un trovador errante
sombra en busca de almas
para que la reparta junto a los fuegos
ocasionales tibios que depara el camino
a todos quienes sueñan con un cisne
salvaje
Dinsdag 18 september 1973
Feelin' Blue
