Zaterdag 21 mei 1977
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Zaterdag 21 mei 1977
Running Alone
Running Alone
Composer(s): J. Bettis; D. Hitchings;
C. Krampf; Steve Perry
Performer(s): Steve Perry
Looking down I watch the night
Running from the sun
Orphan stars and city lights
Fading one by one
Oh sweet memories
I call on you now
Two too many hearts been broke
Along this lonely road
Steel grey eyes can shine the lies
Until they look like gold
Cold city sidewalks can turn your heart to stone
The street won't defeat me
Cause I've got the will I'll survive
I don't mind runnin' alone
I believe that every soul
Has a song to sing
The spirit's locked in every man
Waiting for a wing
Oh so much is wasted
And oh so little used
The trick of the dreamer
Is keeping yourself from the blues
And I don't mind runnin'
Everyone's a hero
If you want to be
Everyone's a prisoner
Holding their own key
Every step I take
Every move I make
Always one step closer
I don't mind runnin' alone
Laughing children echo down
The concrete alleyways
Oh their voices
Calling, calling, calling yesterday
Oh sweet memories
Returning to me now
When young eyes saw clearly
Everyone's a hero
It you want to be
Everyone's a prisoner
Holding their own key
Every step I take
Every move I make
Always one step closer
I don't mind runnin' alone
Vrijdag 20 mei 1977
There's Never Been A Night
There's Never Been A Night
Composer(s): Schuster
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
(there's never been a night, never been a night, like this)
There's never been a night (never been a night), a night like this
(a night like this)
There's never been a boy (never been a boy), I'd rather kiss
(oh, what a kiss)
There's never been a moon so big and bright
There's never been a love that felt so right
There's never been a night (what a night), a night like this
(a night like this)
There's never been a thrill, just like your touch
(touch me pretty baby)
There's never been a touch, that thrilled so much
(so much, so much, so much)
There's never been a heart that beats so fast
There's never been a love I care would last
There's never been a night (what a night), a night like this
(a night like this)
Now that I've found you
Please don't ever ever ever let me go
Now that I've found you
I want you, I want you to know
There's not anoher boy (another boy), I'll ever kiss
(kiss me baby, baby)
There's not another boy (oh boy), I'll ever miss
(miss me baby, baby)
So hold me good and tight, don't go away
And every single night you'll here me say
There's never been a night (never been a night), a night like this
(oh, what a night)
(oh, what a good night, don't go away)
(and ever single night you'll here me say)
There's never been a night (never been a night), a night like this
(oh, what a night)
There's never been a night (never been a night), a night like this
(oh, what a night)
There's never been a night (never been a night), a night like this
(oh, what a night)
Vrijdag 20 mei 1977
Cornet De Frites
Cornet De Frites
Composer(s): Francis Lemarque; Bob Astor
Performer(s): Yves Montand
Dans un cornet de papier
Près du quai de la Rapée
Un jour on s'était payé des frites
Moi j'avais les mains graisseuses
Mais toi tu restais gracieuse
Et tu mangeais malicieus' tes frites
Pour égayer ton sourire
Des fleurs j'aurais pu t'offrir
Mais t'as préféré sans rire des frites
Voilà comment les amoureux
Font leur bonheur avec un peu
Un peu d'soleil et pour eux deux
Un cornet d'frites
Avec les beaux jours qui reviennent
Le long des quais on se promèn'
En grignotant le long d'la Seine
Un cornet d'frites
Quand on a tout mangé
On r'tourn' en acheter
Puis on rentre s'aimer
Bien vite
Voilà comment les amoureux
Font leur bonheur avec un peu
Un peu d'soleil et pour eux deux
Un cornet d'frites
J'pens' à tout ça tristement
Tout seul en plein dans l'vent
En fac' du marchand qui vend des frites
Ça coût' vingt-cinq francs l'cornet
J'ai pas l'premier sou en poche
Et ce soir la vie est moche bien moche
Mais moi je n'sais pas mendier
Je n'sais pas non plus pleurer
Tout c'que j'peux faire c'est rêver de frites
Comme autrefois quand tous les deux
Nous vivions des jours merveilleux.
Un peu d'soleil et pour nous deux
Un cornet d'frites
Et quand les beaux jours revenaient
Bras d'ssus bras d'ssous on s'en allait
Manger à deux le long des quais
Un cornet d'frites
Et puis on s'est quitté
Et tout fut effacé
L'bonheur était passé
Trop vite
Je me souviens des jours heureux
Au temps où nous allions tous deux
Grignoter sur les bords d'la Seine
Un cornet d'frites
Vrijdag 20 mei 1977
Runnin' Wild
Runnin' Wild
Composer(s): Joe Grey;
Leo Wood; Arthur Harrington-Gibbs
Performer(s): Duke Ellington;
and various other artists
My gal and I
We had a fight
And I`m all by myself
I guess she thinks
Now that she`s gone
I`ll lay right on the shelf
I`m gonna show her she`s all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won`t sit home
All alone
She`ll soon find out that I`m:
[chorus]:
Runnin` wild
Lost control
Runnin` wild
Mighty bold
Feelin` gay
Reckless too
Care free mind
All the time
Never blue
Always goin`
Don`t know where
Always showin`
I don`t care
Don`t love nobody
It`s not worthwhile
All alone
Runnin` wild
When I first met that gal of mine
It seemed just like a dream
But when she thought she had me right
She started actin` mean
Like Mary led her little lamb
She led me all the time
Until the worm had to turn
That`s the reason I`m
Runnin` wild
Lost control
Runnin` wild
Mighty bold
Feelin` gay
Reckless too
Care free mind
All the time
Never blue
Always goin`
Don`t know where
Always showin`
I don`t care
Don`t love nobody
It`s not worthwhile
All alone
Runnin` wild
No gal will ever make a fool of me
No gal!
I mean just what I say
I ain`t the simpleton I used to be
Wonder how I got that way
Once I was full of sentiment, it`s true
But now I got a cruel heart
With all that other foolishness I`m through
Gonna play the villain part
Runnin` wild
Lost control
Runnin` wild
Mighty bold
Feelin` gay
Reckless too
Care free mind
All the time
Never blue
Always goin`
Don`t know where
Always showin`
I don`t care
Don`t love nobody
It`s not worthwhile
All alone
Runnin` wild
Donderdag 19 mei 1977
There's Honey On The Moon Tonight
There's Honey On The Moon Tonight
Composer(s): Haven Gillespie - Mack Davis - J. Fred Coots
Performer(s): Fats Waller
and multiple other artists
There's honey on the moon tonight
It's a sin if we waste it
Come along and let's taste it
Had it ordered for you
There's honey on the moon tonight
Tho' a little off season
It is there for a reason
For a dream to come true
We don't need a boat, a motor car or a bus
Just any old bench in any old park
Is made to order for us
There's honey on the moon tonight
And I'm out to enjoy it
What a night to enjoy it
With a honey like you
Donderdag 19 mei 1977
Corner Of The Sky
Corner Of The Sky
Composer(s): Stephen Schwartz
First release by: The Jackson 5 - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Everything has its season
Everything has its time
Show me a reason and I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the window sill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?
Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky
Every man has his daydreams
Every man has his goals
People like the way dreams have of sticking to the soul
Thunderclouds have their lightening
Nightingales have their song
And don't you see I want my life to be something more than long?
So many men seem destined to settle for something small
but I won't rest until I know I'll have it all
So don't ask where I'm going, but listen when I'm gone
And far away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn
Donderdag 19 mei 1977
Runnin' 'Round This World
Runnin' 'Round This World
Composer(s): Paul Kantner; Marty Balin
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
We've been runnin' 'round this world too much, girl
Tryin' not to see but now we're free of them
I understand what I understood before
But lovin' you has made me understand much more
Is it the music in your heart I love so much?
Is it the rainbows of the smile I love to touch?
There are red flowers in each kiss upon your lips
The nights I spend with you have been fantastic trips
Well I've seen you in a thousand dreams many, many days
Without your love around, I'm gonna lose my way and you'll lose yours
You know what's happening you can't sleep or think now
Shadows, they are liftin' off of you
We can walk their love where we want to
Well I've seen you in a thousand dreams many, many days
Without your love around
I'm gonna lose my way and you'll lose yours
You know what's happening you can't sleep or think now
Shadows, they are liftin' off of you
We can walk their love where we want to
Woensdag 18 mei 1977
There's Good Blues Tonight
There's Good Blues Tonight
Composer(s): Edna Osser - Abe Osser
Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey
and multiple other artists
Ah yes, there's good blues tonight
There's good blues tonight
You can't help but dance
'Cause the music is really right
Ah yes, there's good blues tonight
There's groovy blues tonight
A chance to romance
When the dancin' is liltin' light
Each Chuck can cheek to cheek it with his chick
No date that's late can rate the latest licks
Ah yes, there's good blues tonight
There's true blues tonight
So hold your baby tight
'Cause there's sure good blues tonight
I'm a-tellin' you, Jack, great days are back
Take the word of a bird with an ear
Gather round the stand, listen to the band
It's the blues you've been waitin' to hear
Woensdag 18 mei 1977
Corned Beef And Cabbage
Corned Beef And Cabbage
Composer(s): Ralph Rainger - Leo Robin
Performer(s): Helen Mack & Edward Everett Horton
I'm simply wild about you
I couldn't do without you
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you
You always set me raving
You satisfy that craving
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you
If I could have you every day
My life would have more spice
And even if I'd have to pay
I'd gladly pay the price
I see you and surrender
Oh, won't you please be tender
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you!
I'm always happy when you
Are featured on the menu
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you
Although you're so plebeian
You're fit for any queen
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you
You fill me with a strange desire
That haunts me all night through
You seem to set my heart on fire
You give me heartburn, too
Why don't you try a load
O' bicarbonate of soda
Corned beef and cabbage, I love you!
Woensdag 18 mei 1977
Runnin' Me Crazy
Runnin' Me Crazy
Composer(s): Blind Willie McTell
Performer(s): Blind Willie McTell
Said I'm almost crazy, and I'm all here by myself
Said I'm almost crazy, I'm all here by myself
Ah these wimmen 'bout to run me crazy
Lord she's got someone else
Lord she's 'bout to run me crazy, these reckless wimmen worryin' me
Said she's 'bout to run me crazy, reckless wimmen worryin' me
She don't have to treat me so bad, 'cause she lives in Tennessee
Lord you'll either run me crazy woman, or either make me lose my mind
Say you'll either run me crazy, or make me lose my mind
Cause you keep me worryin', troubled all the time
Lord these wimmens will run you crazy, they'll drive your heart in pain
Man wimmen will run you crazy, and drive your heart in pain
They'll spend all your money, turn around and run you insane
(Ah play it... Ah your woman sure did treat you bad boy...)
Well she spent all my money, and then she drove me outdoors
Lord she spent all my money, turn around and drove me outdoors
And I was almost crazy cause I had nowhere to go
If you get a reckless woman, man don't never let her break your rules
You run down on a reckless woman, man don't never let her break your rules
And when you know anything you'll be almost crazy with the blues
Dinsdag 17 mei 1977
There's Gold In The Mountains
There's Gold In The Mountains
Composer(s): Bill Giant - Bernie Baum - Florence Kaye
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
There are lots of girls in the mountains
And they're worth their weight in gold
When they're in my arms with their lovin' charms
A treasure chest I hold
Well, there's gold in the mountains, love in the hills
I don't need no city women with diamonds and frills
There's gold in the mountains and oh, what scenery
The prettiest girls I ever did see
There's such beauty there in the mountains
You can feel your knees growin' weak
Every single boy feels the height of joy
When he climbs that mountain peak
Well, there's gold in the mountains, love in the hills
I don't need no city women with diamonds and frills
There's gold in the mountains and oh, what scenery
The prettiest girls I ever did see
I said there's gold in the mountains, love in the hills
I don't need no city women with diamonds and frills
There's gold in the mountains and oh, what scenery
The prettiest girls I ever did see, I ever did see, I ever did see
Dinsdag 17 mei 1977
Corne D'aurochs
Corne D'aurochs
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Il avait nom corne d'Aurochs, au gué, au gué
Tout l'mond' peut pas s'app'ler Durand, au gué, au gué
En le regardant avec un œil de poète
On aurait pu croire à son frontal de prophète
Qu'il avait les grand's eaux de Versailles dans la tête
Corne d'Aurochs
Mais que le bon dieu lui pardonne, au gué, au gué
C'étaient celles du robinet, au gué, au gué
On aurait pu croire en l'voyant penché sur l'onde
Qu'il se plongeait dans des méditations profondes
Sur l'aspect fugitif des choses de se monde
Corne d'Aurochs
C'étaient hélas pour s'assurer, au gué, au gué
Qu' le vent n'l'avait pas décoiffé, au gué, au gué
Il proclamait à son de trompe à tous les carrefours
"Il n'y a qu'les imbéciles qui sachent bien faire l'amour
La virtuosité c'est une affaire de balourds!"
Corne d'Aurochs
Il potassait à la chandelle, au gué, au gué
Des traités de maintien sexuel, au gué, au gué
Et sur les femm's nues des musées, au gué, au gué
Faisait l'brouillon de ses baisers, au gué, au gué
Et bientôt petit à petit, au gué, au gué
On a tout su, tout su de lui, au gué, au gué
On a su qu'il était enfant de la Patrie
Qu'il était incapable de risquer sa vie
Pour cueillir un myosotis à une fille
Corne d'Aurochs
Qu'il avait un p'tit cousin, au gué, au gué
Haut placé chez les argousins, au gué, au gué
Et que les jours de pénurie, au gué, au gué
Il prenait ses repas chez lui, au gué, au gué
C'est même en revenant d'chez cet antipathique
Qu'il tomba victime d'une indigestion critique
Et refusa l'secours de la thérapeutique
Corne d'Aurochs
Parce que c'était un All'mand, au gué, au gué
Qu'on devait le médicament, au gué, au gué
Il rendit comme il put son âme machinale
Et sa vie n'ayant pas été originale
L'Etat lui fit des funérailles nationales
Corne d'Aurochs
Alors sa veuve en gémissant, au gué, au gué
Coucha avec son remplaçant, au gué, au gué
Dinsdag 17 mei 1977
Runnin' From The Devil
Runnin' From The Devil
Composer(s): Terry Turrell; Danny O'Keefe
Performer(s): Danny O'Keefe
I feel like Jack the Rabbit
In the shadow of the hawk
Got to keep on runnin'
Can't afford to walk
If I stand here like a statue
Waitin' all alone
You'll chisel my heart
Like it's made of stone
So I've got to keep on runnin'
Time to stand is through
Wish I knew who I'm runnin' from
And who
I'm runnin' to
Wish I knew
Sometimes life is heaven
Sometimes it's hell
Sometimes it's too damned
Confusin' to tell
I ain't got the answer
My life's like a riddle
And I seem to be stuck
Somewhere in the middle
So I've got to keep on runnin'
Time to stand is through
Wish I knew who I'm runnin' from
Or who
I'm runnin' to
On one end is the devil
On the other end is you
Wish I knew who I'm runnin' from
Or who
I'm runnin' to
Wish I knew
Wish I knew
I can't afford to lose this race
When there's so much at stake
I'm runnin' faster than my tears
With every step I take
This road I'm runnin'
Bound to take its toll
I'll pay with my heart
Or I'll pay with my soul
But I've got to keep on runnin'
Time to stand is through
Wish I knew who I'm runnin' from
Or who
I'm runnin' to
On one end is the devil
On the other end is you
Wish I knew who I'm runnin' from
Or who
I'm runnin' to
I wish I knew
Wish I knew
Dinsdag 17 mei 1977
Runaway Child, Running Wild
Runaway Child, Running Wild
Composer(s): Barrett Strong; Norman Whitfield
Performer(s): The Temptations;
and various other artists
You played hooky from school
And you can't go out to play, yeah
Mama said for the rest of the week
In your room you gotta stay, yeah
Now you feel like
The whole world's pickin on you
But deep down inside you know it ain't true
You've been punished cause your mother
Wants to raise you the right way, yeah
But you don't care
Cause you already made up your mind
You wanna run away, yeah
You're on your way
Run away child, running wild
Run away child, running wild
Better come back home
Better come back home
Where you belong
Where you belone
Roaming through the city
Going nowhere fast
You're on your own at last
Hey it's getting late, where will you sleep
Gettin kind-a hungry
You forgot to bring something to eat
Oh lost with no money, you start to cry
But remember you left home
Wanting to be grown
So dry your weepin eyes
Siren screamin down, neon light is flickin
You want your mama
Ah there's nothing for you
You're frightened and confused
I want my mama
But she's much too far away
She can't hear a word you say
You heard some frightening news on the radio
About little boys running away from home
And their parents don't see them no more
You wanna hitch a ride and go home
But your mama told you never trust a stranger
And you don't know which way to go
Streets are dark and deserted
Not a sound nor sign of life
How you long to hear your mother's voice
Cause you're lost and alone
But remember you make the choice
Run away child, running wild
Better go back home where you belong
Run away child, running wild
Better go back home where you belong
You're lost in this great big city
(Go back home where you belong)
Not one familiar face
Ain't it a pity
(Go back home where you belong)
Oh run away child, running wild
You better go back home where you belong
Mama, mama please come and see about me
But she's much too far away
She can't hear a word you say
I want my mama
You're frightened and confused
Which way will you choose
Maandag 16 mei 1977
There's An Island
There's An Island
Composer(s): Meshel - Welch - Gilutin
Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck
In the pictures that I saw
It looked so pretty
But that's before I lived here
In the city
But there's money to be made
And girl, that's why we stayed
Now it won't be long
Until we're on our way
There's an island in the sun
Shines its light on every one
And the sky's painted blue
Instead of gray
There's an island where I know
We can find the room to grow
And that island's where I'm taking you some day
Girl, we have a dream
Let's not forsake it
Help me find the strength
And we can make it
To where the water's sweet as wine
And it's sunny all the time
And it won't be long until
It's yours and mine
There's an island in the sun
Shines its light on every one
And the sky's painted blue
Instead of gray
There's an island where I know
We can find the room to grow
And that island's where I'm taking you some day
We will be there, you and me there
On an island in the sun
Shines its light on every one
And the sky's painted blue
Instead of gray
There's an island where I know
We can find the room to grow
And that island's where I'm taking you some day
On an island in the sun
Shines its light on every one
And the sky's painted blue
Instead of gray
There's an island where I know
We can find the room to grow
And that island's where I'm taking you some day
Maandag 16 mei 1977
Cornbread, 'Lasses And Sassafras Tea (Bird In The Cage)
Cornbread, 'Lasses And Sassafras Tea (Bird In The Cage)
Composer(s): Lloyd George; Roland Sullivan
Performer(s): Pee Wee King
and multiple other artists
Come here girls and listen to my noise
Don't you marry an Arkansas boy
Marry a feller from Tennessee, eat
Cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Traveled all over this whole wide world
Eat a lotta cookin' from a lotta pretty girls
But there's none like Tennessee
With cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, 'lasses and sassafras tea
Grandpa Snazzy lives on the hill
He ain't never died and I guess he never will
The neighbors all around say he's ninety three
The old man's happy as he can be eatin'
Cornbread, 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, 'lasses and sassafras tea
Old Uncle Jim on his dyin' bed
He called 'em all around and then he said
My last request just let it be
Cornbread, 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, 'lasses and sassafras tea
Come here girls and listen to my noise
Don't you marry an Arkansas boy
Marry a feller from Tennessee eat
Cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Cornbread, and 'lasses and sassafras tea
Maandag 16 mei 1977
Runnin' Down A Dream
Runnin' Down A Dream
Composer(s): Mike Campbell; Jeff Lynne; Tom Petty
Performer(s): Tom Petty
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
Trees flew by, me and Del were singin' little Runaway
I was flyin'
Chorus:
Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
Runnin' down a dream
I felt so good like anything was possible
Hit cruise control and rubbed my eyes
The last three days the rain was un-stoppable
It was always cold, no sunshine
Chorus
I rolled on; the sky grew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There's something good waiting down this road
I'm pickin' up whatever is mine
Chorus
Chorus
Maandag 16 mei 1977
Runaway Boys
Runaway Boys
Composer(s): Slim Jim Phantom; Brian Setzer
Performer(s): Stray Cats;
Brian Setzer; The Top Cats
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born
Throw your clothes into a duffle bag
shoutin' as ya slam the door home is a drag
Who can I turn to and where can I stay?
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There's a place you can go where the cops don't know
You can act real wild they don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Your hair's all greasy and you feel like a slob
You're only fifteen and you can't get a job
Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games
Losing all your quarters, man it's always the same
Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy
Slip into the alley with the
Runaway boys
Runnin' faster, faster all the time
You're under age and God knows, that's a crime!
Runaway boys
Zondag 15 mei 1977
There's Always Tomorrow
