Dinsdag 2 maart 1976
Close Up The Honky Tonks
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Close Up The Honky Tonks
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Dinsdag 2 maart 1976
Return Of The Farmer's Son
Return Of The Farmer's Son
Composer(s): Brian Downey; Phil Lynott
Performer(s): Thin Lizzy
Well my father is a farmer
A damn good one at his trade
And he's always loved my mama
Though we laid her in the grave
I've been down, I've been down
A hustler and a cheat
I'll always love my father
His kind heart can't be beat
Oh...
I'd spit in your face if you laughed at me
Don't you know, don't you know
I might be a dipper, but I ain't a thief
Don't you know, don't you know
Oh yeah...
Come on...
Well my father is a farmer
Used to smack me on the ass
Used to dress me up in my sunday best
Get down, get down to sunday mass
And I've been down, so down
Don't you know, don't you know
I'll always love my father
I love him so
Maandag 1 maart 1976
The Rover
The Rover
Composer(s): Robert Plant - Jimmy Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
I've been to London, seen seven wonders
I know to trip is just to fall
I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it
I always knew what it was for
There can be no denyin'
That the wind'll shake 'em down
And the flat world's flyin'
There's a new plague on the land
If we could just join hands
If we could just join hands
If we could just join hands
Traversed the planet when heaven sent me
I saw the kings who rule them all
Still by the firelight and purple moonlight
I hear the rested rivers call
And the wind is crying
From a love that won't grow cold
My lover, she is lying
On the dark side of the globe
If we could just join hands
If we could just join hands
If we could just join hands
You got me rockin'
When I ought to be a-rollin'
Darlin', tell me, darlin'
Which way to go
You keep me rockin', baby
Then you keep me stolen
Won't you tell me, darlin'
Which way to go, that's right
Oh how I wonder, oh how I worry
And I would dearly like to know
If all this wonder of earthly plunder
Will it leave us anything to show
And our time is flyin'
See the candle burnin' low
Is the new world rising
From the shambles of the old?
If we could just join hands
Maandag 1 maart 1976
Close To You (Judas Priest)
Close To You
Composer(s): K.K. Downing; Glenn Tipton
Performer(s): Judas Priest
So many years that we were one
So many things we've done
The memories alive
But most of me has died
As I struggle with events
I'm offered words of strength
They do not comprehend
The passion we possessed
People tell me what to do
Tell me how I should get through
But they haven't got a clue
No-one else comes close to you
I see your eyes before they closed
They looked right inside my soul
And they asked me not to grieve
I tried but still I bleed
I wake up, I break up
I try hard to shake off
The desolation as it grows
As nothing else comes close
And as I stand here by the grave
And the wind calls out your name
I know that time could never heal
The emptiness I feel
People try to give me hope
Tell me how I should let go
But they'll never really know
'Cause there's nothing else comes close
People tell me what to do
Yell me how I should get through
But they haven't got a clue
No-one else comes close to you
Maandag 1 maart 1976
Retrovisor
Retrovisor
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner; Fausto Nilo
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner;
Anselmo Cabral; Zezé Di Camargo
Onde a máquina me leva não há nada
Horizontes e fronteiras são iguais
Se agora tudo que eu mais quero já ficou pra trás
Qualquer um que leva a vida nessa estrada
Só precisa de uma sombra pra chegar
A saudade vai batendo e o coração dispara
Mas de repente a velocidade chora
Não vejo a hora de voltar pra casa
A luz do teu olhar no fim do túnel
E no espelho a minha solidão
O céu da ilusão que não se acaba
A música do vento que não pára
Será que a luz do meu destino vai te encontrar
Vejo a manhã de sol entrando em casa
Iluminando os gritos das crianças
Os momentos mais bonitos na lembrança
Não vão se apagar
Ai quem me dera encontrar contigo agora
E esquecer as curvas dessa estrada
Eu prefiro sonhar com os rios
E lavar minh’alma
Alguém sentado à beira do caminho
Jamais entenderá o que é que eu sinto agora
Sou levado pelo movimento
Que a tua falta faz
Havia tanta paz no teu carinho
Na despedida fez um dia lindo
Quem sabe tudo estará sorrindo
Quando eu voltar
Zondag 29 februari 1976
The Rose Of Tralee
The Rose Of Tralee
Composer(s): Charles Glover - Mordaunt Spencer
Performer(s): Webster Booth
and multiple other artists
The pale moon was rising above the green mountain
The sun was declining beneath the blue sea
When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain
That stands in the beautiful vale of Tralee
She was lovely and fair, as the rose of the summer
Yet t'was not her beauty alone that won me
Oh no, t'was the truth in her eyes ever dawning
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee!
The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading
And Mary, all smiling, was listening to me
The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee
Though lovely and fair, as the rose of the summer
Yet t'was not her beauty alone that won me
Oh no, t'was the truth in her eyes ever dawning
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee!
Zondag 29 februari 1976
Close To You (Frank Sinatra)
Close To You
Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Carl G. Lampl; Jerry Livingston
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Close to you, I will always stay
Close to you, though you're far away
You'll always be near as though you were here by my side
No matter where - in my dreams I'll find you there
Close to me, sharing you're caress
Can't you see you're my happiness?
Wherever you go, my heart will go, too
What can I do?
It only wants to be close to you
Wherever you go, my heart will go, too
What can I do?
It only wants to be close to you
Zondag 29 februari 1976
Ruby Baby
Ruby Baby
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts;
and various other artists
Ah, now said I love a girl and-a Ruby is her name
Hear me talkin' now
This girl don't love me, but I love 'er just the same
What'd I say, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ruby, Ruby, I'm-a want ya
Like a ghost I'm-a gonna haunt ya
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby will you be mine, sometime
Ah, each time I see you, baby my heart cries
Ah, it does, Ruby
I tell ya I'm gonna steal you away from all those guys
Are they wise
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, from the happy day I met ya
Now I made a bet that I was goin' to get ya
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby will you be mine?
Hear me talkin', in time, now
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Come to me, now
Hey-hey, oh, oh, oh, oh
Gonna get ya
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Well, I tell ya
Now I love this girl, I said-a Ruby is her name
Believe me, now
When this girl looks at me she just sets my soul aflame
Doncha know, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
I got some hugs and-a kisses too
Yeah and now I'm gonna give-a them all to you
Now, listen, now Ruby, Ruby, when will you be mine
Gonna get you sometime, Ruby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, baby
Hey-hey, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah listen, listen, listen, now
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby will you be mine
Ah, in time, everybody now.......
Zaterdag 28 februari 1976
The Rose Of The Mountain Trail
The Rose Of The Mountain Trail
Composer(s): Jack Caddigan - Charles A. Brennan
Far away on a mountain trail way down in Mexico
Every day when the sun is sinking low and the tropic breezes blow
There I stray to a flower bower near a bungalow
To my Rose who is waiting there
Moon shines bright on that mountain trail way down in Mexico
Its love light shining like a beacon there on the blackness of her hair
Wondrous sight in among the cactus of the mountain trail
Just one Rose growing all alone
On the Mountain Trail, there's a Rose that grows so wonderful
It's the only Rose that the Mountain knows
It was placed there
Just for me and I will take her soon on a saddle back
Honeymoon I'll strike a golden claim
when I change the name of the Rose of the Mountain Trail
Zaterdag 28 februari 1976
Close To The Edge
Close To The Edge
Composer(s): Jon Anderson; Steve Howe
Performer(s): Yes
I. The Solid Time Of Change
A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace
And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour
And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one
A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun
And take away the plain in which we move
And choose the course you're running
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Not right away, not right away
Close to the edge, down by a river
Not right away, not right away
Crossed the line around the changes of the summer
Reaching to call the color of the sky
Passed around a moment clothed in mornings faster than we see
Getting over all the time I had to worry
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name
Down at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that you find, now that you're whole
II. Total Mass Retain
My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love
It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand
There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand
Sad courage claimed the victims standing still for all to see
As armoured movers took approach to overlook the sea
There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be
Down at the edge, close by a river
Close to the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by the corner
Down at the edge, round by the river
Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory
All in all, the journey takes you all the way
As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known
Guessing problems only to deceive the mention
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain
Down at the edge, round by the corner
Close to the end, down by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace
You can clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
Two million people barely satisfy
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late
The eyes of honesty can achieve
How many millions do we deceive each day?
[Thru the duty she would coil their said
amusement of her story asking only interest
could be laid upon the children of her domain]
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
In charge of who is there in charge of me
Do I look on blindly and say I see the way?
The truth is written all along the page
How old will I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
IV. Seasons Of Man
The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above
Ah, ah
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley
Called to witness cycles only of the past
And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark
Close to the edge, down by the river
Down at the end, round by the corner
Seasons will pass you by
Now that it's all over and done
Called to the seed, right to the sun
Now that you find, now that you're whole
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get down
Zaterdag 28 februari 1976
Retrospectiva
Retrospectiva
Composer(s): Pedro Guerra
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Pasé por ese lugar
que la lluvia mojó alguna vez con los dedos
del suelo cayo hasta sus ojos
de alli resbaló hasta el suelo
Tanto que pudo pasar
y no fue mas que luz que escapó de algun sueño
que se puede hacer si esta escrito
que te quiere amar, a quien tienes que amar
Ya nunca vuelve a llover
en el mismo lugar donde ayer hubo vuelos
y hoy pasa un recuerdo, la lluvia
el amor que mojó tu pelo
Tanto que pudo pasar
y al final no pasó mas que nada, y el tiempo
Que se puede hacer si esta escrito
que te quiere amar, a quien tienes que amar
Pasé por ese lugar
donde dije el amor y rogue por un beso
pense que debia morir o correr
hasta golpeo tu silencio
Tanto que pudo pasar
y ahora busco el amor y me nacen recuerdos
Que se puede hacer
si esta escrito
que te quiere amar
a quien tienes que amar
Vrijdag 27 februari 1976
The Rose Of No Man's Land
The Rose Of No Man's Land
Composer(s): Jack Caddigan - James A. Brennan
Performer(s): William Thomas
and multiple other artists
I've seen some beautiful flowers
Grow in life's garden fair
I've spent some wonderful hours
Lost in their fragrance rare
But I have found another
Wondrous beyond compare...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land
And it's wonderful to see
Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years
In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows
It's the work of the Master's hand
'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse
She's the rose of no-man's land
Out in the heavenly splendour
Down to the trail of woe
God in his mercy has sent her
Fearing the World below
We call her Rose of Heaven
We've longed to love her so...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land
And it's wonderful to see
Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years
In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows
It's the work of the Master's hand
'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse
She's the rose of no-man's land
Vrijdag 27 februari 1976
Close To Cathy
Close To Cathy
Composer(s): Bob Goodman; Earl Shuman
Performer(s): Mike Clifford
I'm so close to Cathy
I know just what she's dreamin' of
She always calls me up to tell me
Every time she falls in love
Oh, I'm so close to Cathy
I know her every tender sigh
She loves to cry upon my shoulder
Always for some other guy
Oh, why can't she see
The one true, lasting love in her life should be me?
I'm so close to Cathy
As close as anyone can be
And I'll stay close to Cathy
Hoping some day she'll feel close to me
I'm so close to Cathy
As close as anyone can be
And I'll stay close to Cathy
Hoping some day she'll feel close to me
Vrijdag 27 februari 1976
Retrato Marrom
Retrato Marrom
Composer(s): Rodger Rogério; Fausto Nilo
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Ai meu coração sem Natureza
Vê se estanca esta tristeza
Que ilumina o escuro bar
O nosso amor é um escuro bar
Suspiro azul das bocas presas
O medo em minha mão
Que faz tremer a tua mão
Traspassa o coração
Joga fumaça em meu pulmão
Silente esquina do Brasil
Nos verdes mares calma lama
Um desespero sem canção
Guarda o teu olhar de ave presa
Na toalha de uma mesa
Sem mirar a luz do sol
Não há calor na luz do sol
O fim da festa é uma certeza
Te vejo em minha vida
Como um retrato marrom
São lembranças perdidas
De um passado e tudo bom
Brilha um punhal em teu olhar
Sinto o veneno do teu beijo
Era moderno o meu batom...
Donderdag 26 februari 1976
Rose Of Allendale
Rose Of Allendale
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Mary Black
and multiple other artists
The moon was bright, the night was clear
No breeze came over the sea
When Mary left her highland home
And wandered forth with me
The flowers be-decked the mountainside
And fragrance filled the vale
But by far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Oh the Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
By far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Where e'er I wandered east or west
Though fate began to lour
A solace still was she to me
In sorrow's lonely hour
When tempests lashed our lonely barque
And rent her quivering sail
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
And when my fever'd lips were parched
On Afric's burning sands
She whispered hopes of happiness
And tales of distant lands
My life has been a wilderness
Unblessed by fortune's wheel
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Donderdag 26 februari 1976
Close The Door (The Stargazers)
Close The Door
Composer(s): Ebb; Klein
Performer(s): The Stargazers
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Look out!
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He was watering the flowers by the window sill
And then he saw them comin' over yonder hill
Why, there must have been a million of every shape and size
And so I yelled to everyone
"You'd better get inside"
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He ran into the playroom, grabbed a cricket bat
And every time he met one, he gave him this and that
That's how it drove me crazy and had me mystified
The more and more I knocked 'em down, the more they multiplied
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
They got into the kitchen, they got into the sink
They went into the cellar and poured themselves a drink
They got on the piano, ran up and down the keys
And soon I was a-standin' in 'em right up to me knees
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Now that all the fuss is over, I sink into my chair
This house is all a shambles, but really I don't care
I'm going to take it easy, try not to think of them
(Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah)
Here they come again!
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Close the door, close the door
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
(Bah-dah)
Donderdag 26 februari 1976
Retrato Em Branco E Preto
Retrato Em Branco E Preto
Composer(s): Chico Buarque de Hollanda;
Antonio Carlos Jobim
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists
Já conheço os passos dessa estrada
Sei que não vai dar em nada
Seus segredos sei de cor
Já conheço as pedras do caminho
E sei também que ali sozinho
Eu vou ficar, tanto pior
O que é que eu posso contra o encanto
Desse amor que eu nego tanto
Evito tanto
E que no entanto
Volta sempre a enfeitiçar
Com seus mesmos tristes velhos fatos
Que num álbum de retrato
Eu teimo em colecionar
Lá vou eu de novo como um tolo
Procurar o desconsolo
Que cansei de conhecer
Novos dias tristes, noites claras
Versos, cartas, minha cara
Ainda volto a lhe escrever
Pra dizer que isso é pecado
Eu trago o peito tão marcado
De lembranças do passado
E você sabe a razão
Vou colecionar mais um soneto
Outro retrato em branco e preto
A maltratar meu coração
Woensdag 25 februari 1976
The Roots Of My Raisin'
The Roots Of My Raisin'
Performer(s): Merle Haggard
I left the four lane highway to flatop seven miles
Down by the old country school I went to as a child
Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home
A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone
The roots of my rasin' run deep
I've come back for the strength that I need
And hope comes no matter how far down I sink
The roots of my rasin' run deep
I pulled into the driveway, Lord, it sure was good to be there
and I could see through the open door that Dad was asleep in his favorite chair
In his hand was a picture of Mom and I remembered how close they were
So I just turned away, I didn't want to wake him and spoil his dreams of her
A christian who had the strength to lie the way she did
Then to pull that apron off and do the Charleston for us kids
Dad, a quiet man, who's gentle voice was seldom heard
Who could borrow money at the bank simply on his word
The roots of my rasin' run deep
I've come back for the strength that I need
And hope comes no matter how far down I sink
The roots of my rasin' run deep
The roots of my rasin' run deep
Woensdag 25 februari 1976
Close The Door (Teddy Pendergrass)
Close The Door
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff
Performer(s): Teddy Pendergrass
Close the door
Let me give you what you've been waiting for
Baby I got so much love to give
I wanna give it all to you
Close the door
No need to worry no more
Let's bring this day to a pleasant end
Girl it's me and you now
I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms
And it's exactly like I thought it would be
Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door
Let me rub your back where you say it's sore
Come on get closer
So close to me
Let's get lost in each other
Come here baby
I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms
And it's exactly like I thought it would be
Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door baby
And let me know you're mine
Plenty good lovin' all through the night
And then again and then again
When the morning comes
Woensdag 25 februari 1976
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