Woensdag 24 september 1975
Chirpin' The Blues
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Chirpin' The Blues
Composer(s): Alberta Hunter
Performer(s): Alberta Hunter; Fletcher Henderson; Lena Wilson
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Woensdag 24 september 1975
Red Hot (Mary Wilson)
Red Hot
Composer(s): Frank Busey; John Duarte
Performer(s): Mary Wilson
Ow! Red hot
This feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
If you find yourself at home
Sitting all alone
With nothing, with nothing to do
Just pick up the phone
And I'll be here at home
Waiting, waiting to hear from you
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
And baby, I'll coming running back to you
Now I said anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
And baby, I'll coming running back to you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
This feeling is red hot
Too hot to stop
Anytime at all, now honey
Don't be afraid to call, sugar
And baby, I'll come running on back to you
Now listen to this, boy
BEechwood 6-5789
Now you can call me any ole time
'Cause baby, I'll come running back to you
Anytime at all, now honey
Don't be afraid to call, a-sugar
A-baby, I'll come running back to you
Red hot
The feeling is red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call I'll come running running
Running running back to you
Beechwood 6-5789
You can call me any ole time
'Cause baby I'll come running back to you
Red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot (baby) just for
This feeling is red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot (sugar) just for you
(This feeling is) red hot
Feeling red hot
This feeling is red hot just for you
Rock me baby, rock me, rock me
Anytime at all
Don't be afraid to call
I'll come running running
Running running back to you
Repeat chorus
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
The Modern Day
The Modern Day
Composer(s): Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner
I stand up for my pride
I don't wanna be just like anyone
In this world I cannot hide
I must finish what I have begun
That's the way I play
In the modern day
'Cause I wanna stay
In the modern day
Got a picture in my mind
Of the way that I wanna be
So I search until I find
The power inside of me
It's another phase
Of the modern day
Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
So I make a sacrifice
If that's the way it has to be
I'm doin' what I feel is right
I'm ready if I need to fight
In the modern way
In the modern day
Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
If I make a sacrifice
That's the way it has to be
Like a motor in overdrive
I feel good and I feel alive
I got no need to beg or borrow
Got a shortcut to tomorrow
And I'm on my way
To the modern day
Got a lot to say
In the modern day
'Cause I need to stay
In the modern day
In the modern day
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi)
Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi)
((Adapted from: Chiquitita (ABBA) - 1979))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Alain Boublil
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1984
Chiquitita dis-moi pourquoi
Quand la vie est triste à pleurer
Tu gardes au fond de toi
Tant de larmes et tant de secrets
C'est l'automne d'un premier amour
Mais l'amour tu sais n'y est pour rien
Il y a toujours
Un nouveau printemps qui revient
Chiquitita je sais trop bien
La blessure d'un premier chagrin
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tout passe avec le temps
Et le temps dépasse
Et remet l'amour à sa place
Chiquitita je sais comme toi
Le premier bonheur qui s'en va
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tu vas chanter encore
Et chanter plus fort
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chiquitita ferme les yeux
Mets ta tête au creux de mes bras
Là tu vas t'endormir
Tout comme autrefois
On n'oublie pas mais tu verras
Tu vas retrouver ton sourire
Demain tu voleras
Dans le ciel de ton avenir
Chiquitita je sais trop bien
La blessure d'un premier chagrin
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tout passe avec le temps
Et le temps dépasse
Et remet l'amour à sa place
Chiquitita je sais comme toi
Le premier bonheur qui s'en va
Fait mal très longtemps
Mais tu vas chanter encore
Et chanter plus fort
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort
Et chanter encore
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort
Et chanter encore
Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Dinsdag 23 september 1975
Red Bird
Red Bird
Composer(s): Leadbelly
Performer(s): Leadbelly;
Arlo Guthrie; Pete Seeger
Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning
Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning?
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
Maandag 22 september 1975
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud
Composer(s): Al Kooper
Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears
Father of my morning
Once my child to the night
I see that you have minds to cop
And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
Little do you know
of the progressions that you teach
the people that you reach are tired
of livin' in a world of elastic towers
dance with them and sing a song of changes
and talk with them of life and all its dangers
surround yourself with now familiar strangers
who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
You cannot ever picture me
you know me by my thoughts
A file for your travelogue
oblivious to the night, the fog around you
The germs they are rediculous
they bother you at night
the blood that rushes to your brain
the ticket on the plane you're never catching
the price you pay exclusive of your taxes
to chop you up inside with tiny axes
the girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
and speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
and the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
Are hidden by the fake-up man
who lives inside the sterno can beside you
Now climb ye to the mountains
as the sun is almost gone
escaping from your other selves
your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
the games that people play can only bore you
but only those that know you don't ignore you
how many times have I come there to restore you
And caught you lying on the couch with father time
and the clock on the wall is a bore
as you wander past the door
and find him lying on the floor
as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
Maandag 22 september 1975
Chiquitita
Chiquitita
((French Version: Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi) (Nana Mouskouri) - 1984))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I'm a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, I'm the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see you've broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
So the walls came tumbling down
And your love's a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Maandag 22 september 1975
Recuerdos Del Portezuelo
Recuerdos Del Portezuelo
Performer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui
En esas mañanitas de la quebrada
yo bajaba la cuesta como si nada
y en un marchao parejo de no cansarse
me iba pidienda riendas mi mula parda
Al pasar por el rancho del Portezuelo
salían a mirarme sus ojos negros
Nunca le dije nada pero ¡qué lindo!
y de feliz yo daba mi copla al viento
"Parezco mucho y soy poco
esperemos y esperemos
pa'cuando salga de pobre
viditay conversaremos"
Los vientos y los años me arriaron lejos
lo que ayer fue esperanza hoy es recuerdo
Me gusta arrinconarme de vez en cuando
a pensar en la moza del Portezuelo
¿ Qué mirarán sus ojos en estos tiempos?
Mi corazón, paisano, quedó con ellos ...
Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo!
sólo tengo la copla pa'mi consuelo
"Parezco mucho y soy poco
etc."
¿ Dónde estará la moza del Portezuelo?
¿ Están tristes o alegres sus ojos negros?
Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo!
siento un dulzor amargo cuando me acuerdo
Zondag 21 september 1975
The Miracle Song
The Miracle Song
Composer(s): Neil Sedaka
Performer(s): Neil Sedaka
All my life I've been a kind of lonely man
Searching high and low, looking for my way
Then all at once I saw you right in front of me
I knew right then and there, my lonely days were through
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be
And you're a miracle to me
You fill my life with tenderness and harmony
I never thought that I'd be laughing once again
You fill the room with something warm and wonderful
I can't imagine life without your precious love
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be
And you're a miracle to me
Rivers bend, rivers flow 'til the end of time
They keep flowin' through eternity
Take me there, sail away, take me to the sea
You're a river that flows inside of me
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun
And now I know, my life has just begun
You are the sweetest thing that I could ever, ever see
And you're a miracle to me
Zondag 21 september 1975
Chip Chip
Chip Chip
Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Clifford Crawford - Arthur Resnick
Performer(s): Gene McDaniels
and multiple other artists
From-a one little kiss and a lotta lovin' you build a big mansion of love
High on a hill of happiness with some-a-one that you've been dreamin' of
You build a wall around with a lotta lovin', all around your mansion of love
Then one day you hear a strange little sound, tryin' to tear your mansion down
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie
Chip, chip, you make your baby cry
Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit
Chip, chip, you quarrel over it
Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover
One little wrong leads to another
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Ah-one little spark when it starts to glowin' can warm a big mansion of love
One little wrong brings on the gloom, puts a chill in-a every room
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie
Chip, chip, you make your baby cry
Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit
Chip, chip, you quarrel over it
Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover
One little wrong leads to another
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away
Chippin' at your mansion of love
Zondag 21 september 1975
Recuerdos De Ipacaraí
Recuerdos De Ipacaraí
Composer(s): Zulema de Mirkin - Demetrio Ortiz
Performer(s): Javier Solis
and multiple other artists
Una noche tibia nos conocimos
junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
Tú cantabas triste por el camino
viejas melodías en guaraní
Y con el embrujo de tus canciones
iba renaciendo tu amor en mí
Y en la noche hermosa de plenilunio
de tu blanca mano sentí el calor
y con tus ojazos me dio el amor
Dónde estás ahora cuñataí
que tu suave canto no llega a mí
Dónde estás ahora, mi ser te añora con frenesí
Todo te recuerda mi dulce amor junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
todo te recuerda, mi voz te llama cuñataí
Y en la noche hermosa de plenilunio
de tu blanca mano sentí el calor
y con tus ojazos me dio el amor
Dónde estás ahora cuñataí
que tu suave canto no llega a mí
Dónde estás ahora, mi ser te añora con frenesí
Todo te recuerda mi dulce amor junto al lago azul de Ipacaraí
todo te recuerda, mi voz te llama cuñataí
Zaterdag 20 september 1975
The Minute You're Gone
The Minute You're Gone
Composer(s): Jimmy Gateley
First release by: Sonny James - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
The minute you're gone I cry
The minute you're gone I die
Before you walk out of sight
I'm like a child all alone at night
I stare into emptiness
I'm filled with such loneliness
The world goes from right to wrong
The minute you're gone
The minute you're gone
I see
How lonely a man I'll be
My life would be oh so blue
If I couldn't be with you
The Minute you're gone I pray
The minute you're gone I say
Please don't stay away too long
The minute you're gone
The minute you're gone
Zaterdag 20 september 1975
Chinnin' And Chattin' With May
Chinnin' And Chattin' With May
Composer(s): Buddy Fields - Arthur Simons
Performer(s): Frank Auburn & His Orch.
and multiple other artists
Love is great in the moonlight
All our rides are okay
But I spend my whole evening
Chinnin' and chattin' with May
Though we talk about nothin'
We've got plenty to say
And I'm always so happy
Chinnin' and chattin' with May
She'll say, "Night-night"
Then I'll give her a kiss
I'll say, "I like
Conversation like this"
Never go to a movie
Never go to a play
I get my entertainment
Chinnin' and chattin' with May
Zaterdag 20 september 1975
Recuerdos
Recuerdos
Composer(s): Jorge Quiroz;
Raúl Sampaio; Benil Santos
Performer(s): Javier Solis
Al recordar aquél lugar por siempre amado
siento el hechizo de aquél paraíso que tuve a tu lado
Siento tu aliento, siento tus besos y oigo tu voz
pero al final para mi mal veo un adiós
Sólo ahora en mi fantasía
presiento que estás recordando mi amor
recordando mis besos, recordando mi voz
Yo debía olvidar y no puedo
yo debía ya dejar de pensar
más delante de tantos recuerdos me pongo a llorar
Sólo ahora en mi fantasía
presiento que estás recordando mi amor
recordando mis besos, recordando mi voz
Yo debía olvidar y no puedo
yo debía ya dejar de pensar
más delante de tantos recuerdos me pongo a llorar
Yo debía olvidar y no puedo
yo debía ya dejar de pensar
más delante de tantos recuerdos me pongo a llorar
Vrijdag 19 september 1975
The Millionaire
The Millionaire
Composer(s): Dennis Tracy
Performer(s): Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show
I'm not a bad person
I don't drink, and I don't kill
I got no evil habits, and I probably never will
I don't sing like Elvis Presley
I can't dance like Fred Astaire
But there's one thing in my favor
I'm a millionaire!
And I got more money
Then a horse has hairs
'Cause my rich old uncle died
And answered all my prayers!
Having all this money
Is going to bring me down
If you ain't with me honey
To help me spread it around!
I could get myself a nose job
I could diet for a year
But I'll never be Robert Redford
Cause I'm much to fond of beer
Please don't misunderstand me
It's not love I'm trying to buy
It's just I got all this here money
And I'm a pretty ugly guy
And I got more money
Then a horse has hairs
'Cause my rich old uncle died,
And answered all my prayers!
I don't mind if you love me for my money
If you love me for whatever else I got
But 'cept for all this stuff, I'm a lonely Fort Knox
I don't guess I'm doing all that hot
And I got more money
Then a horse has hairs
'Cause my rich old uncle died
And answered all my prayers!
Money, money, money, money
Vrijdag 19 september 1975
Chinese Laundry Blues
Chinese Laundry Blues
Composer(s): Jack Cottrell - George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
and multiple other artists
Now Mr. Woo was a laundry man
In a shop with an old green door
He’d iron all day, your linen away
He really makes me sore
He lost his heart to a Chinese girl
And his laundry’s all gone wrong
All day he’ll flirt and starch your shirt
And that’s why I’m singing this song
Oh! Mr. Woo, what shall I do
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese laundry blue
This funny feeling keeps round me ceiling
Oh won’t you throw your sweetheart over, do
My best silk shawl, now it won’t fit my little brother
And my new Sunday shirt has got a perforated rudder
Mr. Woo, what shall I do
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese laundry blue
Now Mr. Woo, he’s got a naughty eye that flickers
You ought to see it wobble when he’s ironing ladies blouses
Mr. Woo, what shall I do
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese laundry blue
Now Mr. Woo, he’s got a laundry kind of tricky
He starched my shirts and collars
But he never touched me waistcoat
Mr. Woo, what shall I do
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese laundry blue
Mr. Woo, what shall I do
I’m feeling kind of Limehouse Chinese laundry blue
Vrijdag 19 september 1975
Recuerdo Malevo
Recuerdo Malevo
Composer(s): Carlos Gardel; Alfredo LePera
Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Era mi pebeta una flor maleva
más linda que un día dorado de sol
trenzas renegridas, mirada que ruega
boca palpitante de fuego y amor
Para conquistarla yo me jugué entero
no valía la pena sin ella vivir
Peleando con taitas en un entrevero
pensé que era lindo por ella morir
Tiempo viejo, caravana fugitiva
¿dónde estás?
¡Florido tiempo que añoro
por tus caminos de olvido
viajan visiones que lloro
sueño querido que te alejás!
Tiempo viejo, caravana fugitiva
¿dónde estás?
Cinco años pasaron de la primer cita
burlón el destino me obligó a volver
que viejos los ojos de la muchachita
en un día riendo me enseñó a querer
Fuimos sin pensarlo como dos extraños
su boca marchita y mi suspirar
habiendo cenizas de los desengaños
el recuerdo, amigo, es mejor borrar
Donderdag 18 september 1975
Domenica (Marco Borsato)
Domenica
((Adapted from: Diamante (Zucchero Sugar Fornaciari) - 1989))
((English Version: Domenica (Sandra Reemer) - 1992))
Composer(s): Francesco De Gregori - Matteo Saggese - Mino Vergnaghi - Zucchero - Robert Long
Performer(s): Marco Borsato - 1994
Zacht als een bries die ritselt door de bomen
Vormen mijn lippen jouw naam en denk ik aan jou
Iedere nacht zie ik je in mijn dromen
Ik fluister dan dicht bij jouw mond hoeveel ik van je hou
O ja, ik weet wel dat jij niet vrij bent
Maar ik zal wachten tot jij van mij bent
Domenica
Ooit op een dag zul je naar me luisteren
En dan zul je begrijpen dat wij zijn geschapen voor elkaar
Tot op die dag zal ik alleen maar fluisteren
Ik wacht op een teken van jou een blik of een gebaar
O ja, ik weet wel dat jij niet vrij bent
Maar ik heb geduld en ik zal wachten tot jij van mij bent
Ik droom van ons hier in het duister
Ik zie je gezicht en in mijn hoofd klinkt ons gefluister
Domenica, domenica
O ja, ik weet wel dat jij niet vrij bent
Maar ik heb geduld en ik zal wachten tot jij van mij bent
Ik wacht op jou al duurt het eeuwen
Ik fluister je naam, maar eens komt de dag
Dat ik hem zal schreeuwen
Domenica, Domenica, Domenica
Donderdag 18 september 1975
Chinatown, My Chinatown
Chinatown, My Chinatown
Composer(s): William Jerome - Jean Schwartz
Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey
and multiple other artists
When the town is fast a-sleep, and it's mid-night in the sky
That's the time the fes-tive chink starts to wink his oth-er eye
Starts to wink his dream-y eye, la-zi-ly you'll hear him sigh
Strang-ers ta-king in the sights, pig-tails fly-ing here and there
See that brok-en wall street sport, still thinks he's a mil-lion-aire
Still thinks he's a mil-lion-aire, pipe dreams ban-ish ev-'ry care
Chi-na-town, my Chi-na-town
Where the lights are low
Hearts that know no oth-er land
Drift-ing to and fro
Dream-y dream-y Chi-na-town
Al-mond eyes of brown
Hearts seems light and life seems bright
In dream-y Chi-na-town
Donderdag 18 september 1975
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