Zaterdag 18 juni 1977
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Cotton-Eyed Joe
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Zaterdag 18 juni 1977
Jack Of Many Trades
Jack Of Many Trades
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
Down in the Manpower office I was lookin' for work
When along comes a fellah in a big white shirt
He said "You'll have to state your occupation, Son"
He broke the lead of his pencil when I said "Which one?"
I'm the Jack of many trades
I took a hundred school grades
I wore out more axe blades
Hammers, picks and dolls teeth
I'm the Jack of many trades
I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Fisherman, a Fireman, Repairman, a Cowboy
Roof Thatcher, Dog Catcher, Paymaster, Bellboy
Giant Killer, Diamond Driller, Pig Swiller, Milkman
Gas Pumper, Coal Dumper, Bounty Hunter, Bakerman
Surveyor, Bricklayer, Hockey Player, DeeJay
High Rigger, Grave Digger, Cotton Picker, Chess Player
I'm the Jack of many trades
I took a hundred school grades
I wore out more axe blades
Hammers, picks and dolls teeth
I'm the Jack of many trades
I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Farmer, Snake Charmer, Doctor, a Lawyer
Muleskinner, Catskinner, Poker Player, Sawyer
Floor Sweeper, Meter Reader, Miner, Bum and Roamer
Moss Ligger, Ticker Tacker, Lumberjack, Astronomer
Blood Donor, Matador, Stevedore, Gunslinger
Pub Singer, Bell Ringer, Bookmaker, Dry Cleaner
I'm the Jack of many trades
I took a hundred school grades
I wore out more axe blades
Hammers, picks and dolls teeth
I'm the Jack of many trades
I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Blacksmith, Junkman, Factory Worker, Lawman
Bus Driver, Cab Driver, Truck Driver, Weatherman
Squid Jigger, Babysitter, Carpenter, Psychiatrist
Body Man, Serviceman, Tailor, Archaeologist
Homemaker, Lawbreaker, Leaf Raker, Paperboy
A Busboy, a Water Boy, Black Boy, Loverboy
I'm the Jack of many trades
I took a hundred school grades
I wore out more axe blades
Hammers, picks and dolls teeth
I'm the Jack of many trades
I'm a master of 'em all
I'm an Oil Man, Train Man, a Garbage Collector
Mechanic, Professor, Teacher, Movie Director
Shoemaker, Cocainer, Bartender, Veterinary
Plumber, Tobacco Man, Barber and Plate Setter
Recorder, Salesman, Postman, Jailerman
Storeman, Butcher Man, Hydro Man, Potato Man
I'm the Jack of many trades
I took a hundred school grades
I wore out more axe blades
Hammers, picks and dolls teeth
I'm the Jack of many trades
I'm a master of 'em all
And if you have a job around, Sir
I'd be the man to call, Sir
I'd be the man to call
Vrijdag 17 juni 1977
There's Two Sides To Every Story
There's Two Sides To Every Story
Composer(s): Fred Rose
Performer(s): Bob Wills
There's two sides to every story
Someday you'll have to listen to mine
For the time being, it's yours...
I'm getting the blame for our parting
And somehow there's nothing to do
There's two sides to ev'ry story
They're all taking sides with you
A rumour's around that I hurt you
And you know that just couldn't be
There's two sides to ev'ry story
But nobody listens to me
You told him that I didn't want you
That I caused your poor heart to pine
There's two sides to ev'ry story
And someday they'll have to hear mine
Vrijdag 17 juni 1977
Cotton Blossom
Cotton Blossom
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Jerome Kern
(Stevedores)
Here we all work on de Mississippi
Here we all work while de white folks play
Loading up boots with de bales of cotton
Getting no rest till de Judgement Day
(Gals)
Drop that bale and have some fun!
There's a lot o' loving on de levee for you
Y' work all day, y' get no fun
We know something better for a fellow to do!
(Stevedores and Gals)
Here we all work on de Mississippi
Here we all work while de white folks play
Loading up boats with de bales of cotton
Getting no rest till de Judgement Day
(Stevedores)
Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom
Love to see you growing free
When they pack you on de levee
You're a heavy load to me!
(Stevedores and Gals)
Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom
Love to see you growing wild
On de levee, you're too heavy
For this poor old child!
(Beaux)
What a pretty bevy!
Ah, there! Ah, there!
The fairest of the fair!
To Southern beauty
Every beau must bow!
(Mincing Misses)
How you love to flatter
You rogues! You rogues!
Oh, goodness gracious!
They're so flirtatious!
You naughty fellows
Seem to think you please us
When you tease us so
You're a reckless
Lot we know!
(Beaux)
Little women, don't be timorous!
You will find, acting thus
Only makes a man more bold!
These are not the days of old!
See! The Show Boat
That's old Captain Andy's "Cotton Blossom"
Will you go?
Let me take you to the show!
(Mincing Misses)
'Twill be delightful
But to rightfully accept, I have to make mama
Get permission from papa!
(Beaux and Misses)
Captain Andy has gathered a troupe
In the grandest of drammers and jolly comedies
Stephen Baker, the handsomest leading man
And beautiful Julie Laverne as well!
(Beaux)
Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom
Captain Andy's Floating Show!
Thrills and laughter
Concert after
Everybody's sure to go!
(Beaux and Misses)
Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom
Captain Andy's Floating Show!
Thrills and laughter
Concert after
Get your girl and go!
So get your girl and go!
Vrijdag 17 juni 1977
Jack O' Diamonds (Lonnie Donegan)
Jack O' Diamonds
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan;
and various other artists
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find
When you play the game of life
You've got trouble, you've got strife
Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Life is like a game of cards
But it's very, very hard
Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds
Jack of Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds
Jack of Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Met a girl and lost my heart
Lack of money made us part
Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
She said, "Life is just a bet
But I've never won it yet"
Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds
Jack of Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds
Jack of Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Dig it up, Jimmy
Yes, Lord
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find, woo-hoo
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
So if you throw a Diamond Jack
You will never once look back
Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find
You'll have luck, you'll have wealth
But you may not have your health
Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack O' Diamonds
Jack O' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack O' Diamonds
Jack O' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dah
But I know you're there tonight
Jack of Diamonds ain't a hard card to find
But it's really where you look
??? a high deal nerve
Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' Diamonds
Jack o' Diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Donderdag 16 juni 1977
There's Something Wrong With The Weather
There's Something Wrong With The Weather
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band (vocals Alan Breeze)
There’s something wrong with the weather
Now we’re no longer together
It’s always raining now, sweetheart
Ever since you went away
Sunny skies are always grey
I can’t believe it’s true that we would ever part
There’s something wrong when I’m walking
The friends we knew now are talking
It’s plain for all the world to see
I know I’ve made a foolish blunder
And without you can you wonder?
It’s always raining now, sweetheart
Donderdag 16 juni 1977
Cotidiano (Spanish Version - Juan Carlos Baglietto)
Cotidiano
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Cada día ella siempre hace todo igual
me depierta a las seis, antes que el sol
me sonríe con sonrisa puntual
y me besa con boca de mentol
Todo el día ella dice: "Te has de cuidar"
cosas que dice siempre una mujer, dice
que está esperándome a almorzar
y me besa con boca de café
Todo el día yo pienso en poder parar
al mediodía pienso en decir: "no"
luego pienso en la vida y continuar
y me callo con boca de "Margot"
En la tarde, a las seis, era de esperar
ella viene y me espera en el portón
dice estar como loca por besar
y me besa con boca de pasión
Cada noche me pide a su lado estar
medianoche y me jura eterno amor
y me aprieta hasta hacerme sofocar
y me besa con boca de pavor
Cada día ella hace todo igual
me despierta antes que el sol
me sonríe con sonrisa puntual
y me besa con labios de mentol
Cada día ella siempre hace todo igual
Donderdag 16 juni 1977
Jack O' Diamonds (Fairport Convention)
Jack O' Diamonds
Composer(s): Ben Carruthers; Bob Dylan
Performer(s): Fairport Convention
Jack O'Diamonds, on the move
Jack O'Diamonds, one-eyed knave
On the move, hits the street
Bumps his head, on the ground
Well, he's a scout, you're born to lose
Shouldn't stay
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds
This one-eyed prince, wears a single love
Oh sure, he's not that lovely
Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand
Left me here to stand
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to land
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card
Jack O'Diamonds is a high card
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card
But it ain't hard enough
Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches
Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches
Colour by picture but it's only a ten
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds
This one-eyed prince, wears a single love
Oh sure, he's not that lovely
Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand
Left me here to stand
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card
Jack O'Diamonds is a high card
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card
But it ain't hard enough
Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches
Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches
Colour by picture but it's only a ten
Jack O'Diamonds
Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Only So Much Oil On The Ground
Only So Much Oil On The Ground
Performer(s): Tower of Power
There's only so much oil on the ground
Sooner or later there won't be much around
Tell that to your kids while you driving downtown
That there's only so much oil on the ground
Can't cut loose without that juice
Can't cut loose without that juice
If we keep on like we doing things for sure
Will not be cool - It's a fact
We just ai't got sufficient fuel
There's only so much oil in the ground
Sooner or later there won't be none around
Alternate sources of power must be found
Cause there's only so much oil in the ground
There's only so much oil in the earth
It's a fact of life - for what it's worth
Something every little boy and girl should know since birth
That there's only so much oil in the ground
There's no excuse for our abuse
No excuse for our abuse
We just assume that we will not
Exceed the oil supply
But soon enough the world will watch the wells run dry
Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Cotidiano (Portuguese Version - Chico Buarque)
Cotidiano
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists
Todo dia ela faz tudo sempre igual
Me sacode às seis horas da manhã
Me sorri um sorriso pontual
E me beija com a boca de hortelã
Todo dia ela diz que é pra eu me cuidar
E essas coisas que diz toda mulher
Diz que está me esperando pro jantar
E me beija com a boca de café
Todo dia eu só penso em poder parar
Meio-dia eu só penso em dizer não
Depois penso na vida pra levar
E me calo com a boca de feijão
Seis da tarde como era de se esperar
Ela pega e me espera no portão
Diz que está muito louca pra beijar
E me beija com a boca de paixão
Toda noite ela diz pra eu não me afastar
Meia-noite ela jura eterno amor
E me aperta pra eu quase sufocar
E me morde com a boca de pavor
Todo dia ela faz tudo sempre igual
Me sacode às seis horas da manhã
Me sorri um sorriso pontual
E me beija com a boca de hortelã
Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Jack Daniel's, If You Please
Jack Daniel's, If You Please
Composer(s): David Allan Coe
Performer(s): David Allan Coe;
PJ Elliott; Michael Buffalo Smith
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Cigarettes and whiskey
Call my shaking hand
I just lost a lover
To a one night stand
Something temporary
Too late I had learned
Someone from the past
Said it couldn't last
A bridge she could burn
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Promises were broken
Dreams were left to die
Empty words were spoken
Tears were in our eyes
Something temporary
Those tears will fade away
Do the best you can
Help me understand
These games that people play
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
There's Something About That Name
There's Something About That Name
Composer(s): Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither
Performer(s): Bill Gaither
and multiple other artists
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
There's just something about that name
Master, Savior, Jesus
Like the fragrance after the rain
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Let all heaven and earth proclaim
Kings and kingdoms shall all pass away
But there's something about that name
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
Côté Banjo, Côté Violon
Côté Banjo, Côté Violon
Composer(s): Joe Dassin - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Je suis né dans une ville où tout est haut
Sous les cinquante étoiles d'un drapeau
Mon enfance joue quelque part dans la nuit
Sur un palier d'escalier d'incendie
Mais c'est en France que j'ai eu mes quinze ans
Soirs de danses, baisers de débutants
La première place en anglais
Le premier amour en français
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay
Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai
Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs
Mais d'ici côté cœur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel
Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles
Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois
Mais d'ici côté toi
Certains vont à Cannes pour finir leur vie
D'autres se rangent en Californie
Mais quand viendra l'heure de me retirer
Je serais sans doute bien embêté
A moins peut-être que j'aille passer gaiement
Ma retraite sur voilier tout blanc
Et couler des jours pacifiques
Au milieu du ciel atlantique
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay
Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai
Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs
Mais d'ici côté cœur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel
Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles
Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois
Mais d'ici côté toi
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
Jack And The Beanstalk
Jack And The Beanstalk
There goes Jack the reckless fool
Scootin' up the beanstalk, and with another fool
Maybe tonight the two
Will be bottled in alcohool
There goes Jack, the village loon
And almost up the beanstalk, scamperin' to the moon
Doesn't know what he's doin'
He's hurrying to his ruin
No giant finds it bothersome
To grapple with a midget
He'll pinion Jack beneath his thumb
And spank him with a digit
Spank him with a digit
Jack and the Beanstalk
We'll long remember when
He shinnied up the stalk
To beard a giant in his den
Once up the beanstalk
If Jack is set upon
Then Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Or Jack you're good as gone
Up, up, up, up, there he goes
Up to where nobody knows
Long is the beanstalk
And short is little Jack
The long and short of it is
Is he ever coming back?
Jack and the beanstalk, there goes Jack
But is Jack ever coming back?
I'll be back and when I've reappeared
With the Giant by the beard
You will tell the kids the legend of
The famous Giant Killer, Jack!
Jack and the beanstalk
Maandag 13 juni 1977
There's No You
There's No You
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
I feel the autumn breeze
It steals cross my pillow
As soft as a will-o'-the-wisp
And in its song there is sadness because
There's no you
The lonely autumn trees
How softly they're sighing
For summer is dying they know
That in my heart there's no gladness because
There's no you
The park that we walked in
The garden we talked in
How lonesome they seem in the fall
The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover
Our favorite nook in the wall
In spring we'll meet again
We'll kiss and recapture
The summertime rapture
We knew
And from that day never more will I say
There's no you
The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover
Our favorite nook in the wall
In spring we'll meet again
We'll kiss and recapture
The summertime rapture
We knew
And from that day never more will I say
There's no you
Maandag 13 juni 1977
Costumbres
Costumbres
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael
Costumbres, viejas costumbres
No dejan al mundo correr
Costumbres, viejas costumbres
Nos atan de manos y pies
Razones sin fundamentos
Caminos que hay que recorrer
Los quieras o no los quieras
Pues son costumbres de ayer
El hombre lleva cadenas
Que el mundo le pone al nacer
Costumbres que son cadenas
Cadenas que no se ven
Un día le cuelgan un nombre
Que carga una vida con él
Le guste o no le guste
No importa su parecer
Después le enseñan lo mismo
Que a éste, que a ése o aquel
Le enseñan viejas costumbres
Que aprendes sin saber por qué
Y el día que quiere ser libre
E intenta volar, volar y correr
Se acuerda de las costumbres
Y vuelve a lo mismo otra vez
Maandag 13 juni 1977
Jack And Jill
Jack And Jill
Composer(s): Ray Parker Jr.
Performer(s): Raydio
Jack {Jack}
Wanting someone to feel {Feel}
Sat up on the hill {Hill}
And waited all day for Jill
Jill {Jill}
Always away from home {Home}
Never bothering to phone {Phone}
Always leavin’ poor Jack alone!
Now why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill!)
‘Cause he needed love
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Oh, yes, he did!)
Why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!)
He needed love (Oh, yes, he did)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill!
Jack {Jack}
Like Little Red Riding Hood, {Hood}
Always tryin’ to do good {Good}
Waited as long as he could!
Jill {Jill}
Is it right or wrong {Wrong}
For Jack to carry on {On}
If you leave him home too long?
Now why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!)
He needed love (Sweet love!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Ah, sweet, sweet love, uh-huh!)
Why do you think (Hey...ha)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!)
He needed love (Oh, yes, he did!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Yeah, oh!)
{Jack}
{Jill}
{Jack}
{Jill}
Now why do you think (Why do you think?)
Jack snuck down the hill? (Why do you think he snuck down the hill?)
‘Cause he needed love (He needed love)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Yes, he did)
Now why do you think (He got down on his right knee!)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He had mud on his hands)
He needed love (And he crawled and he crawled)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (And he crawled for so long!)
Now why do you think (Hey...)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!)
‘Cause he needed love (He needed love!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (He wanted sweet, sweet love, yeah!)
Now why do you think (Ooh...ooh...ooh...yeah!)
Jack snuck down the hill? (Oh...oh...oh...yeah!)
He needed love (Oh...oh...oh...yeah)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill!
(Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh....ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...)
Now why do you think...
Zondag 12 juni 1977
There's Only One Pal After All
There's Only One Pal After All
Composer(s): Harold G. Frost - F. Henri Klickmann
A pal in need is a pal indeed
But there's only one pal life can hold
To share your schemes and beautiful dreams
With a heart of purest gold
The years have flown like the pals I've known
And there's only one thing left to do
I'll journey back to the rose covered shack
And the pal who's always true
When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue
And your pathways are drifting apart
When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end
Only causes an ache in your heart
When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest
Don't forget, when your dream castles fall
God gave you one mother and never another
There's only one pal after all
When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue
And your pathways are drifting apart
When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end
Only causes an ache in your heart
When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest
Don't forget, when your dream castles fall
God gave you one mother and never another
There's only one pal after all
Zondag 12 juni 1977
Cosmik Debris
Cosmik Debris
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa
and multiple other artists
The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge
I could reach nervonna t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?)
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste yer time . . .
I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer snout
"But I Got A Kristl Bol!," he said
An' held it to the light
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hanging around
I said
"The price of meat has just gone up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?)
Don't you know
You could make more money as a butcher
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm
Sshontay
Zondag 12 juni 1977
Jack And Diane
