Maandag 17 oktober 1977
Creo (Javier Solís)
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
NON-profit, non-commercial blog, to help preserve the songs of our youth; hence for entertainment only.
All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
Creo
Reageer op dit bericht
Reageer op dit bericht
Maandag 17 oktober 1977
James Connolly
James Connolly
(Traditional)
A great crowd had gathered outside of Kilmeinhem
With their heads uncovered they knelt on the ground
From inside that grim prison lay a brave Irish soldier
His life for his country about to lay down
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland
The firing party he bravely did face
Then the order rang out: "Present Arms, Fire!"
James Connolly fell into a ready-made grave
The black flag they hoisted the cruel deed was over
Gone was the man who loved Ireland so well
There was many a sad heart in Dublin that morning
When they murdered James Connolly, the Irish Rebel!
God's curse on you, England, you cruel-hearted monster
Your deeds they would shame all the devils in hell
There are no flowers blooming but the shamrock is growing
On the grave of James Connolly, the Irish Rebel!
Many years have rolled by since that Irish rebellion
When the guns of Britannia they loudly did speak
The bold I.R.A. they stood shoulder to shoulder
And the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville Street
The Four Courts of Dublin the English bombarded
The spirit of Freedom they tried hard to quell
For above all the din rose the cry 'No Surrender'
'Twas the voice of James Cannolly, the Irish Rebel
Zondag 16 oktober 1977
This Moment In Time
This Moment In Time
Composer(s): Carl Belew - Shelby Singelton - W.S. Stevenson
Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck
More than a ripple
Less than a splash
The heir to a long line of glory
Give me the morning
and I'll give you a song
It's so good being part of the story...
This Moment in Time
This right time of day
Oh-oh, I love being with you
and watching my life at play...
My love in your eyes
is light in my dreams
and the feelings you choose
have touches of blues and greens...
This trip into time
this time, listen, praise
And like a kid in a store
I'll always want more to taste...
And no matter what comes
I know the sun is gonna shine
Because of you, and me
there'll be This Moment in Time
And no matter what comes
I know the sun is gonna shine
Because of you, and me
there'll be This Moment in Time
More than a ripple
Less than a splash
The heir to a long line of glory
Give me the morning
and I'll give you a song
It's so good being part of the story...
This Moment in Time
This right time of day
Oh-oh, I love being with you
and watching my life at play...
And no matter what comes
I know the sun is gonna shine
Because of you, and me
there'll be This Moment in Time
Hmm, hmm-hmm hmm hmm...
Hmm, hmm-hmm hmm hmm-hmm...
Zondag 16 oktober 1977
Creo (Fito Paez)
Creo
Composer(s): Fito Paez
Performer(s): Fito Paez
Creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi
creo poder captarlo
creo que al fin nada tiene fin
creo desesperado
creo que morir es una sensación
creo que vivir podría serlo pero ahora es algo mucho mas real
creo que salí a ver un poco de sol
creo que te vi bailando Beatles en alguna vieja casa del lugar
Creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi
creo poder captarlo
y ya no quiero verte tan triste, triste así
creo que estas llorando
me acuerdo que abrí la puerta y eras vos
después me perdí mirándote desnuda y te reías de mi cara de maldad
entonces sentí la cima del amor
y si me caí no importa porque todo todo todo todo esto es de los dos
no quiero nada que nos haga mal
yo creo
yo creo y con eso basta
creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi
creo poder captarlo
Zondag 16 oktober 1977
James (Hold The Ladder Steady)
James (Hold The Ladder Steady)
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): Sue Thompson
James, James hold the ladder steady
James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready
James, James hold the ladder steady
I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms
I'm a'comin' down to your arms
Now James and I we went to mama and showed her my diamond ring
She said "my poor little baby, you must be crazy, to think of such a thing"
So James, James hold the ladder steady
James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready
James, James hold the ladder steady
I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms
I'm a'comin' down to your arms
Now James and I we went to daddy and said that we want to be wed
Daddy said "nope, you'll just have to elope" and laughed as he went to bed
But James, James hold the ladder steady
James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready
James, James hold the ladder steady
I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms
I'm a'comin' down to your arms
I'd hate to see `em in the morning when they both completely flip
He'll be sayin' "they cain't", she'll be feeling faint
And I'll be kissing my husband`s lips
So James, James hold the ladder steady
James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready
James, James hold the ladder steady
I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms
I'm a'comin' down to your arms
James, James hold the ladder steady
James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready
James, James hold the ladder steady
Zaterdag 15 oktober 1977
This Melody
This Melody
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc; Ray Hamilton
This melody
Is a melody for you
Cette mélodie
C'est l'océan entre nous
Cette mélodie
D'eau salée et de mélancolie
Dans ton pays
Elle te revient parfois
Comme ça, voilà, comme ça
Le vent d'ici
Fait voler tous nos oiseaux
Les champs d'ici
Font ce qu'ils peuvent pour les troupeaux
Les gens d'ici
Qui ne connaîtront pas d'autre vie
Dans ce pays
Dont les fruits sont si beaux
Qu'on se contente des noyaux
This melody
Is a melody for you
Les gens d'ici ne sont pas plus grands
Plus fiers ou plus beaux
Seulement, ils sont d'ici, les gens d'ici,
Comme cette mélodie
Les gens d'ici ne sont pas plus grands
Plus fiers ou plus beaux
Seulement, ils sont d'ici, les gens d'ici,
Comme cette mélodie
Tu est partie
Mais ton rève reste au chaud
Ce vieux soleil
Etait trop fort pour ta peau
Cette mélodie
Qui reviendra parfois dans ta vie
Cette mélodie
Dans ta ville s'est transformée en pluie, en pluie...
That's why
This melody is a melody for you
Zaterdag 15 oktober 1977
Creeque Alley
Creeque Alley
Composer(s): John Phillips; Michelle Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zol and Denny workin' for a penny
Tryin' to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Zolly said "Denny, you know there aren't many"
"Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south"
Denny said "Zolly, golly, don't you think that I wish"
"I could play guitar like you"
Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl)
And after every number they'd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher
In L.A., you know where that's at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore
But she changed her mind one day
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
"Take me to New York right away"
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps
Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher
But that's what they were aimin' at
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don't you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire
In L.A., you know where that's at
And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, who-o-oa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea
Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it
We knew she'd come eventually
Greasin' on American Express cards
It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard
Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations
Can't go on indefinitely
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality
Zaterdag 15 oktober 1977
James
James
Composer(s): Billy Joel
Performer(s): Billy Joel
James...we were always friends
From our childhood days
And we made our plans
And we had to go our separate ways
I went on the road
You pursued an education
James...do you like your life
Can you find release
And will you ever change
Will you ever write your masterpiece
Are you still in school
Living up to expectations...James...
You were so relied upon, everybody knows how hard you tried
Hey...just look at what a job you've done
Carrying the weight of family pride
James...you've been well behaved
You've been working so hard
But will you always stay
Someone else's dream of who you are
Do what's good for you, or you're not good for anybody...James
I went on the road
You pursued an education...James...
How you gonna know for sure-everything was so well organised
Hey...now everything is so secure
and everybody else is satisfied
James...do you like your life
Can you find release
And will you ever change
When will you write your masterpiece
Do what's good for you, or you're not good for anybody...James...
Vrijdag 14 oktober 1977
This May Be The Night
This May Be The Night
Composer(s): Mack Gordon - Harry Revel
Performer(s): Arthur Jarrett, Sonja Henie, Richard Greene, Buddy Ebsen, Joan Davis
This may be the night
You may be the one
I suppose that Heaven knows
What fate may have in store
This may be the night
You may be the one
Where have you been hiding, Dear
Why haven't we met before
Think of all the moonlight
That we should have shared
Moments in the moonlight
I could have declared I love you
Lovely one, if you feel the way I do
Then I'm sure, so very sure
The world has just begun
Sure that this is the night and you're the one
Think of all the moonlight
That we should have shared
Moments in the moonlight
I could have declared I love you
Lovely one, if you feel the way I do
Then I'm sure, so very sure
My world has just begun
Sure that this is the night and you're the one
This may be the night
Vrijdag 14 oktober 1977
Credo Nell'amore
Credo Nell'amore
((French & Spanish Titles: Les Choses De L'amour (by Dalida); Las Cosas Del Amor (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi - Paul de Senneville
Performer(s): Dalida
Amore ti ricordi
Il primo appuntamento
Insieme sul Tamigi a ridere per ore
E come vecchi amici partire in un momento
E accorgersi a Parigi che il nostro amore
E poi Milano e Roma, le cene in trttoria
Per chi si vuole bene l'ltalia è poesia
Finire le serate vedendo un film insieme
E darsi ancora un bacio sulla parola fine
Lo sai che avevo chiuso
Per sempre questo cuore
Amore arrivi tu
E credo nell'amore
Svegliarmi la mattina trovarti accanto a me
Non essre più sola a ber il moi caffè
Capire cosa sono paura e nostalgia
Appena per lavoro ti tocca andare via
Son cose che da tempo non ricordavo più
Il gusto della vita me l'hai ridato tu
Da quando ti conosco e guardo gli occhi tuoi
Non so più dire io e dico solo noi
Lo sai che avevo chiuso
Per sempre questo cuore
Amore arrivi tu
E credo nell'amore
Amore ti ricordi il primo appuntamento
Mi sembra fosse ieri eppure è tanto tempo
Del tempo che mi resta metà io ne darei
Per essere sicura che non mi lascerai
Parigi oppure Londra, non mi interessa più
Io sono la tua ombra il mondo moi sei tu
Se un giorno avremo un figlio lui ci somiglierà
E come t'amo io lui certo t'amerà
Lo sai che avevo chiuso
Per sempre questo cuore
Amore ci sei tu
E credo nell'amore
Vrijdag 14 oktober 1977
Jambalaya
Jambalaya
Composer(s): Hank Williams
Performer(s): Fats Domino;
and various other artists
Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
(Chorus)
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
(Chorus)
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
(Chorus)Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Donderdag 13 oktober 1977
This Masquerade
This Masquerade
Composer(s): Leon Russell
First release by: Leon Russell - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Are we really happy here
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say
Searching but not finding
understanding anywhere
We're lost in a masquerade
Both afraid to say we're just to far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Every time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
Why we carry on this way
We're lost in a masquerade
Donderdag 13 oktober 1977
Created By The Father
Created By The Father
Composer(s): Dennis Brown
Performer(s): Dennis Brown
and multiple other artists
Created a man did he... yeah, yeah
Look at the trees
How their leaves are blowing away in the sky
Listen to the birds
How they're singing away their time
Look at the sun
How it shines, bright in the skies
Well, all these things were...
..created by the Father!
Look at the grass
How it makes your lawns look pretty
Look at the flowers
How they make your gardens look pretty, too
Even when you're feeling weary
Sad and low
All you've got to do is...
Relax and feel the cool rain so [???]
Ooooh yeah yeah.. yeah!
Oh woah yeah
What a beautiful feeling yeah
Oooh yeah
Look at the trees
How their leaves are blowing away in the sky
Listen to the birds
How they're singing away their time
Look at the sun
How it shines, bright in the skies
Well all these things were...
..created by the Father!
Look at the grass
How it makes your lawns look pretty
Look at the flowers
How they make your gardens look pretty too
Even when you're feeling weary
sad and low
All you've got to do is...
Relax and feel...
Donderdag 13 oktober 1977
Jamás, Jamás
Jamás, Jamás
Composer(s): Fredérico Baena
Performer(s): Javier Solis; Maria Luisa Landin
Nunca más, jamás, jamás iré a buscarte
pues mi orgullo puede más que mi dolor
Nunca más, jamás, jamás he de rogarte
y aunque me duela el alma no humillarás mi amor
Te perdono todo el mal que tú me has hecho
y si hoy vives más feliz lejos de mí
yo sabré cavar tu tumba aquí en mi pecho
para enterrar tus besos y olvidarme de ti
Mus...
Te perdono todo el mal que tú me has hecho
y si hoy vives más feliz lejos de mí
yo sabré cavar tu tumba aquí en mi pecho
para enterrar tus besos y olvidarme de ti
Woensdag 12 oktober 1977
This Man He Weeps Tonight
This Man He Weeps Tonight
Composer(s): Dave Davies
Performer(s): The Kinks
I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile
I wish that you’d have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
I thought our thing would last
’cause it said so in my horoscope
The days have gone and past while dreaming away
The lighting here is dim
And the room closes in around me
Your picture’s hanging loose on a rusting nail
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
And this man, he weeps tonight
And his head is bowed with sorrow
But what can you do, sitting there
And you let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
Yes, you’ll let him cry tomorrow
Woensdag 12 oktober 1977
Crazy Words, Crazy Tune
Crazy Words, Crazy Tune
Composer(s): Milton Ager; Jack Yellen
Performer(s): Johnny Marvin
and multiple other artists
There's a guy I'd like to kill
If he doesn't stop I will
He's got a ukulele, and a voice that's loud and shrill
'Cause he lives next door to me
And he keeps me up till three
With his ukulele and a funny melody
Crazy words, crazy tune
All that you'll ever hear him croon
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de o, doe
Vo-doe doe
Sits around, all night long
Sings the same words to every song
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de o, doe
His ukulele, daily how he'll strum!
Bum bum bum! Vampin' and stampin'
Then he hollers, "Black bottom!"
Crazy words, crazy tune
He'll be driving me crazy soon
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de o, doe
I have begged that guy to stop
I have even called a cop
Told my dog "Go sic him", but the durn dog wouldn't go
But tonight will be the end
Yes siree, 'cause I intend
To go up and kick him in the vo doe doe de oh doe
He's got to stop it, stop it, yes he must
Or I'll just kill him, I'll kill him
Then I'll do the black bottom
When I'm jailed, upon my need
To the jury and the judge I'll plead
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de o doe
Now the minuet, quiet bliss
Calm and peaceful, it went like this
Vo doe de o vo doe doe de o doe
The Polka too was a treat
Your partner said if you tread on his feet
Vo doe de o vo doe doe de o doe
The gliding Foxtrot we've got
And the blues, if you choose
We've got the Charleston
And we'll soon have Black Bottom
Our vicar said, "Ah, me
Friends, our hymn for tonight will be
Vo doe de o doe doe doe de o doe
It's a rage, it's a craze
Everybody sings now-a-days
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de oh doe
Vo doe doe
Every goof, every sheik
Tunes his uke and begins to shriek
Vo doe de oh, vo doe doe de o doe
Go on the east side, the west side
Here or there, everywhere
They vo doe, vo doe doe
Then they holler, "Black bottom!"
Young or old, old or young
The guy that started it should be hung
Vo doe de o, vo doe doe de o, doe
Woensdag 12 oktober 1977
Jamais Synchrones
Jamais Synchrones
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy; Jean-Nöel Chaleat
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
comment savoir à quoi il pense
derrière son masque d'indifférence
son humour noir, son insolence
un coup j'me bloque, un coup j'me lance
j'ai rien à dire pour ma défense
j'pardonne pas trop l'abus d'confiance
souvent j'bats froid, je perds patience
un coup j'me tais, un coup j'balance
ouh
j'sais pas
où on va
jamais synchrones
c'est pire qu'un rituel
il touche le fond quand j'veux monter au ciel
jamais synchrones
jamais là quand j'appelle
c'est le symptôme,
c'est l'histoire habituels
jamais synchrones
problème existentiel
faut pas se fier aux apparences
les mécanismes de défense
font dire l'inverse de ce qu'on pense
un coup j'descends, un coup j'encense
ouh
j'sais pas
où on va
jamais synchrones
c'est pire qu'un rituel
qui casse le rythme et qui vous coupe les ailes
jamais synchrones
court-circuit, étincelles
ça cacophone, ça cogne et ça s'emmêle
jamais synchrones
c'est pire qu'un rituel
il touche le fond quand j'veux monter au ciel
jamais synchrones
jamais là quand j'appelle
c'est le symptôme
c'est l'histoire habituels
jamais synchrones
aveu confidentiel
Dinsdag 11 oktober 1977
This Magic Moment
This Magic Moment
Composer(s): Doc Pomus - Mort Shuman
First release by: The Drifters - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
This magic moment
So different and so new
Was like any other
Until I kissed you
And then it happened
It took me by surprise
I knew that you felt it too
By the look in your eyes
Sweeter than wine (sweeter than wine)
Softer than a summer night (softer than a summer night)
Everything I wanna have (everything, everything)
Whenever I hold you tight
This magic moment (this magic moment)
While your lips are close to mine
Will last forever
Forever till the end of time
(this magic moment)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(this magic moment)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Sweeter than wine (sweeter than wine)
Softer than a summer night (softer than a summer night)
Everything I wanna have (everything, everything)
Whenever I hold you tight
This magic moment (this magic moment)
While your lips are close to mine
Will last forever (this magic moment)
Forever till the end of time (magic)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (magic)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (magic)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (moment)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (magic)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (magic)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (magic)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (moment)
Magic, oh-oh-oh
Magic, oh-oh-oh
Magic, oh-oh-oh (moment)
Dinsdag 11 oktober 1977
Crazy With Love
Crazy With Love
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; Josephine Peoples
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
Hey sugar, you're sweet, you're my baby
Well, I'm crazy 'bout the way you dress, oh baby, crazy 'bout the way you smile
You're a number 1, the best, oh honey, you make my life worthwhile
Cuz I'm crazy with love, well, I'm crazy with love
Like a fishy loves the sea, like a birdy loves the tree, I just gotta have you for me
Maybe I tell myself, oh sugar, you're just too good to be true
I pinch myself, but it ain't no dream, well baby it's really you
Mmmm, crazy with love, well, I'm crazy with love
Like a fishy loves the sea, like a birdy loves the tree, I just gotta have you for me
Mmmm, you set my heart a- spinning like a whirly, twirly top
Well it's only the beginning and I pray that it never will stop
I'm wild 'bout the way you kiss me, ooooh baby, you tingle me to my toes
Together we just can't miss, no baby, the feeling just grows and grows
I'm crazy with love, well, I'm crazy with love
Like a fishy loves the sea, like a birdy loves the tree, I gotta have you for me
Mmmm, sugar, mmmm, you're my sweetie
Mmmmm, and my baby
Mmmmmm
Well, you set my heart a-spinning like a whirly, twirly top
Well it's only the beginning and I pray that it never will stop
Well, baby, I'm wild about the way you kiss me, you tingle me to my toes
Together we just can't miss, no baby, the feeling just grows and grows
Cuz I'm crazy with love, well, I'm crazy with love
Like a fishy loves the sea, like a birdy loves the tree, I just gotta have you for me
Mmmmm, my sugar
Mmmmm, ooooh sweetie
Mmmmm, you're my baby
Mmmmmmmm
Dinsdag 11 oktober 1977
Jamais Partir
