Maandag 26 oktober 1981
I'll Be Satisfied
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I'll Be Satisfied
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Maandag 26 oktober 1981
Ernie (The Fastest Milkman In The West)
Ernie (The Fastest Milkman In The West)
Composer(s): Benny Hill
Performer(s): Benny Hill
You could hear the hoof beats pound
as they raced across the ground
And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round
And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest
His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue
She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22
They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic
But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week
They called him Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart"
And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart
He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best"
She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest"
That tickled old Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man
Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van
He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread
And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head
She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right
You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night"
He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way
And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day
Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door
It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four
And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course
And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse
Whose name was Trigger, (Triggerrrrrrrr)
And he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west
Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand
He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man"
"Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied
"And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side"
Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun
They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun
But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned
And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand
Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart
And Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart
And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust
Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust
Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)
And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die
And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky
Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned
And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land
But a woman's needs are many fold and soon she married Ted
But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed
Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?
They won't forget Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeee)
And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west
Zondag 25 oktober 1981
I'll Be Over You
I'll Be Over You
Composer(s): Randy Goodrum; Steve Lukather
Performer(s): Toto
and multiple other artists
Some people live their dreams
Some people close their eyes
Some people's destiny passes by
There are no guarantees
There are no alibis
That's how our love must be
Don't ask why
It takes some time
God knows how long
I know that I can't forget you
As soon as my heart stops breaking
And tears are fading
As soon as forever is through
I'll be over you
Remember when times gone by
Promises we once made
What are the reasons why
Nothing stays the same
There were the nights
Holding you close
Someday I'll try to forget them
As soon as my heart stops breaking
And tears are fading
As soon as forever is through
I'll be over you
As soon as my heart stops breaking
And tears are fading
As soon as forever is through
I'll be over you
As soon as my heart stops breaking
And tears are fading
As soon as forever is through
I'll be over you
As soon as my heart stops breaking
And tears are fading
As soon as forever is through
I'll be over you
Zondag 25 oktober 1981
Erin Is Calling
Erin Is Calling
Composer(s): William Jerome - Milton Ager
Can't you hear poor Erin sadly calling you?
Erin, alone, calls to her own
And her grief I'm sharin', you must share it too
Erin is calling you
Fair Killarney's waters ebb and flow along
Fed by her tears all these long years
Erin's sons and daughters must right every wrong
Erin, sweet land of song
Shannon flowing
Erin's tears have kept the shamrock growing
You can hear a tear in every breeze that is blowing
Erin is calling you
Zaterdag 24 oktober 1981
I'll Be On My Way
I'll Be On My Way
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
First release by: Billy J. Kramer & The Dakotas - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
The sun is fading away
That's the end of the day
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my way
Just one kiss and I'll go
Don't hide the tears that don't show
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my way
To where the winds don't blow
And golden rivers flow
This way will I go
They were right, I was wrong
True love didn't last long
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my wayThe sun is fading away
That's the end of the day
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my way
Just one kiss and I'll go
Don't hide the tears that don't show
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my way
To where the winds don't blow
And golden rivers flow
This way will I go
They were right, I was wrong
True love didn't last long
As the June light turns to moonlight
I'll be on my way
Zaterdag 24 oktober 1981
Erik The Awful
Erik The Awful
Composer(s): Kalb Jr. - Ray Stevens
Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Way back in history along the Nordic coast
that was the sound all the people feared the most
It would echo thru the night up and down the foggy fj-ord
It was Erik and the bloodthirsty Horde!
Erik the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, the Ruthless and Courageous
Subtle as a chainsaw, lacking all the Social Graces
You can run, but you cannot hide!
Yes!
And as the oars of the sleek, fierce Viking ship cut thru the water like
knives thru the fog-shrouded Nordic sea, transporting the wild, marauding
band of Viking heathens stealthily towards their unsuspecting, slumbering
victims, there he stood, on the foredeck
Erik the Awful, the wildest bloodthirstiest Viking of them all!
(his Momma named him Erik 'cause she couldn't spell Ahhgggeeeddddllllqqhh!)
He had a hairy head, a hairy face, hairy chest, hairy legs
hairy boots and a hairy hat, shaped like a big bullet with horns comin' out the sides.....
and once he started after ya he'd never stop!
He'd turn to his oarsmen in his 37 oared fj-ord and he'd say
"Morden Borden Fjorden Gorden!" which was Viking for
"Ya-hoo!!!!!, ravagen pillage, plunder, maim
and put big hickeys on all them fair damsels!"
And it was Erik the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, mercy sakes! and goodness gracious!
His appetite for slaughter was simply voracious
You gotta sleep with your sneakers by your side!
Yes! And when the villagers heard that awful battle-cry
*Ya-Hooooooooooo!*
That's the one!
They would run for their lives, fleeing over hills and thru valleys to the river
whereupon they would walk mid-stream for 37 and 1/2 miles
climbing out on the low-lying branch, shinnying down a young sapling
onto rocky ground and leaping from stone to stone until they arrived one week
later at a secret cave 97 miles away, and as they sat down for the first time
to catch their breath, outside they heard
"Ya-Hoooo!!! Morden Borden Fjorden Gorden!"
Yes, it was Erik the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, turned up in the darndest places
Subtle as a chainsaw, lacking all the Social Graces
You can run, but you cannot hide!
Oh!
And this time they cut south to Paris, bought tickets on the Orient Express to Istanbul
hired a U-Haul to the Coast, jumped a Greek freighter across the Mediterranian Sea to Mongolia
hooked up with a camel caravan into the heart of the Gobi Desert
and as they paused at an oasis, to lift one handful of cool water to their parched lips
over their shoulder they heard
"Ya-Hoooo!!! Morden Borden Fjorden Gorden!"
They fled to Calcutta!
*Ya-Hoooooooo!*
They fled to the Himalayas!
*Ya-Hoooooooo!*
Tokyo!
*Ya-Hoooooooo!*
Toronto!
*Ya-Hoooooooo!*
Toledo and Heyhailea, Georgia.....
*Ya-Hoooooooo!*
But it was no use!
They finally succumbed to a savage plundering and pillaging
followed by a big hickey party on the outskirts of what is now Washington, DC
where the decendants of Erik can still be found today
working as Special Agents for the IRS!
Erik later amassed a small fortune posing for Molly Hatchet album covers
and did stuntwork for Arnold Schwartzenegger in Conan the Barbarian!
He also won an Academy Award for his dual role as a train wreck and his tender
portrayal of King Kong's daddy!
Oh, you might remember the end of that one
there wasn't a dry eye in the house when he married the Empire State Building
And who could forget the evening he ate the entire Kingdom of the East?
With no sugar?
Erik the Awful, the Brutal and Tenacious
Erik the Awful, the Hungry and Voracious
Subtle as a chainsaw, lacking all the Social Graces
You can run but you cannot hide!
*Ya-Hooooooooooo!*
Vrijdag 23 oktober 1981
I'll Be Home
I'll Be Home
Composer(s): Stan Lewis; Ferdinand Washington
Performer(s): Pat Boone
and multiple other artists
I'll be home, my darling
Please wait for me (wait for me)
We'll stroll along together
Once more our love will be free
At the corner drugstore
Each Saturday we would meet (we would meet)
I'd walk you home in the moonlight
All of these things we'll repeat
So darling, as I write this letter
Here's hoping you're thinking of me
My mind's made up
So long until I'll be home to start serving you
I'll be home, my darling
Please wait for me (wait for me)
I'd walk you home in the moonlight
Once more our love will be free
Darling, as I write this letter, here's hoping you're thinking of me
My mind's made up so long until I'll be home to start serving you
I'll be home, my darling
Please wait for me (wait for me)
I'll walk you home in the moonlight
Once more our love will be free
Vrijdag 23 oktober 1981
Eres Tú (Raphael)
Eres Tú
Composer(s): A.G. Segura - J.L. Armenteros
Performer(s): Raphael
Yo no sé por qué me llena de emoción
El sentir tus pasos al llegar
Y por qué, mi amor, me salta el corazón
Al oír tu forma de llamar
Eres tú quien da dos golpes en mi puerta
Que me consuelan y calman mi ansiedad
Eres tú quien da dos golpes en mi puerta
Que tiene abierta, tu amor, de par en par
Sin saber por qué me avisa el corazón
De que tú ya vienes hacia mí
No escuché tu voz ni nadie me avisó
Pero yo sé que ya estás aquí
Eres tú quien da dos golpes en mi puerta
Como una alerta a mi felicidad
Eres tú quien da dos golpes en mi puerta
Y cuando suenan te quiero mucho más
Donderdag 22 oktober 1981
I'll Be Hard To Handle
I'll Be Hard To Handle
Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Bernard Dougall
First performance by: Lyda Roberti - 1933
Covered by multiple other artists
Now we'll say till something do us part
That old dad of mine ain't got a heart
Any girl who's out for pleasure
Thinks of marriage only at her leisure
As it is, they've got the horse behind the cart
When my pop said we must wed
He kind of wowed me, still I'm ready
But one thing must be clear
At this time
I'll be hard to handle
I promise you that
And if you complain
Here's one little Jane
Who'll leave you flat
I'll be hard to handle
What else can I be
I say with a shrug
I think you're a mug
To marry me
When you first threw me a gander
I was willing to philander
But I never thought I'd have to be a bride
Now you're gonna find tough sledding
I don't want no shotgun wedding
I was only along for the ride
I'll be hard to handle
I'm telling you plain
Just be a dear
and scram out of here
I'm gonna raise cain
I'll be hard to handle
My bridges are burned
This wedding's a gag
And you're in the bag
Where I'm concerned
I'll be hard to handle
When we've said, "I do"
See there's no hope
I just got a dope
When I took you
I'll be living my life in bed
But they always will be twin beds
And I warn you, you'll be living like a monk
Our affair is now a past one
So don't think you've pulled a fast one
Just remember, I think you're a punk!
I'll be hard to handle
I'm no ball and chain
I'll find some means
To call the Marines
I'm gonna raise cain
Gonna raise cain
I'm telling you plain
I'm gonna raise cain
Donderdag 22 oktober 1981
Eres Tú (Mocedades)
Eres Tú
Composer(s): Juan Carlos Calderon
First performance by: Mocedades - 1973
Como una promesa, eres tú, eres tú
Como una mañana de verano
Como una sonrisa, eres tú, eres tú
Así, así, eres tú
Toda mi esperanza, eres tú, eres tú
Como lluvia fresca en mis manos
Como fuerte brisa, eres tú, eres tú
Así, así, eres tú
Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente
Eres tú el fuego de mi hogar
Algo así eres tú
(Eres tú como el fuego de mi hoguera)
Algo así como el fuego de mi hoguera
Algo así eres tú
(Eres tú el trigo de mi pan)
Mi vida algo así eres tú
Como mi poema, eres tú, eres tú
Como una guitarra en la noche
Todo mi horizonte, eres tú, eres tú
Así, así, eres tú
(Na na na na...)
(Na na na na na...)
Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente
Eres tú el fuego de mi hogar
Algo así eres tú
(Eres tú como el fuego de mi hoguera)
Algo así como el fuego de mi hoguera
Algo así eres tú
(Eres tú el trigo de mi pan)
Mi vida algo así eres tú
Algo así eres tú
(Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente)
Algo así como el agua de mi fuente
Eres tú el fuego de mi hogar
Woensdag 21 oktober 1981
I'll Be Happy When The Preacher Makes You Mine
I'll Be Happy When The Preacher Makes You Mine
Composer(s): Sam M. Lewis; Joe Young; Walter Donaldson
I'm blue, so blue
Can't get interested in a thing I do
If you only knew
The dreams that I've been dreaming of you all night through
Only yesterday I dreamed I lost you
I awoke and found myself in tears
One week, seven little days
Seem like seven years
Amen, Amen
Let me hear that word then I'll be glad again
Till then, you know when
I'll be just like a lion in a lonely den
Bought the ring and everything is ready
All I've got to do is slip it on
One week, seven little days
Wish that they were gone
I can't wait until next Sunday morning
I'll be so happy when the preacher makes you mine
You love the melodies, of birds and honey bees
But tell me what could be sweeter than the choir singing
While the wedding bells are ding dong dinging
On our way to church next Sunday morning
We'll hear the people whisper, "don't they both look fine"
I may be nervous for a while
and during service I won't smile
But I'll be dog-gone happy when the preacher makes you mine
(Amen then, hal-le-lu-jah, hal-le-lu-jah!)
Woensdag 21 oktober 1981
Érase Que Se Era
Érase Que Se Era
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Eramos una vez un grupo de nueve o diez
que coincidía cada noche
una suerte de sueños que hacían cuadrilla
unos buenos muchachos riendo juntos
Érase que se era una vez...
Por esa época se amaba tanto, qué sé yo
¡qué época tanta de amores!
Desfilábamos juntos, se hacían poemas
y las calles que buenos gustos tenían
Érase que se era una vez...
De uno
en fondo
pasábamos
por la misma canción
era uno
eran dos
eran tantos qué sé yo
pero era
bonito
mirarnos, vernos sufrir
Érase que se era una vez...
Era
imposible
pasar
un sólo día sin morir
sin gritar
sin reír
sin comprender, sin amar
Qué desastre
de gente
que no podía estar en paz
Érase que se era una vez...
Yo no sé si fue el tiempo
que lo vuela todo
o si fuimos nosotros
detonando el tiempo
pero nos fragmentamos
como una granada
Érase que se era una vez...
Yo no sé si ha llovido
una lluvia que moje
cada esquirla en el sitio
en que haya caído
si hay guardada una tarde
común en el tiempo
Érase que se era una vez...
Yo no sé si ha servido
de algo o de nada
que haya habido pasado
y que quede recuerdo
Yo no sé si mañana
pensaré lo que hoy vivo
Érase que se era una vez...
Dinsdag 20 oktober 1981
I'll Be Good To You
I'll Be Good To You
Composer(s): George Johnson; Louis Johnson
First release by: The Brothers Johnson - 1976
I want to know, baby
Just how you feel, girl
Said I wanna know
If what you feel is real, girl
`Cause there's a reason
For the things that I say, what I talk about
But oh, I wanna love ya girl
In a special way, come `ere woman
We've been together, for so very long
I'd hate to break up, break up my happy home
(The way we stand and the way we lie)
The way we lie
(The way we love and the way we cry)
Girl, we cry
(Of all these things, there comes a time)
There's a time
(Makes me feel that it's worth a try)
Makes me feel
(I'll be good to you)
(Good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya)
Girl you said, we've been together
So very long, very long
I would hate to break up, break up my happy home
Let me take off your shoes
Take a stand, now, and let me know how
Oooh always, baby always, and all your know-how, baby
(The way we stand and the way we lie)
Um-hum the way we lie
(The way we love and the way we cry)
The wa-ay-ay-ay, we cry
(Of all these things, there comes a time)
Oooo
(Makes me feel that it's worth a try)
Oooo
(I'll be good to you, good to ya, good to ya)
I'll be good
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya)
(Good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
{I'll be good}
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
{So good, to you}
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
{I'll be good}
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya)
{So good, to you}
Girl, I'll be good to you, baby
Y'know I'll be good to you
Take you shopping, you know what I mean baby, anything you want
I'll be good to you
I'll give it up, with my credit cards
Like Visa, MasterCharge, American Express
Turn my pants upside down
Any day of the week
Ow-oh, you, you, you
Come here, give me love
Talk to me
(Good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
Girl I'll be good to you
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
I'll be good to you
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya)
I'll be good to you, I said I will, I ain't lying, baby
Oooo-hoo
(Good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
{I'll be good}
I'll be good to you
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
{So good, to you}
Girl, I'll be good to you
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
I'll be good to you
{I'll be good}
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya)
I'll be good to you, I said I will, I ain't lying, baby
{So good, to you}
Oooo-ooo
(Good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
{I'll be good}
Good to you, yeah!
(I'll be good to ya, I'll be good to ya, good to ya)
{So good, to you}
Yeah! Yeah! I'll be
(I'll be good to ya, good to ya, good to ya)
{I'll be good}
Whoo-hoo, well I'll be
I'll be good to you, I said I will, I ain't lying, baby
{So good, to you}
I'll be good to you
Dinsdag 20 oktober 1981
Era Già Tutto Previsto
Era Già Tutto Previsto
Composer(s): Luberti - Riccardo Cocciante
Performer(s): Riccardo Cocciante
Era gi... tutto previsto fin da quando tu ballando
mi hai baciato di nascosto mentre lui che non guardava
agli amici raccontava delle cose che sai dire
delle cose che sai fare nei momenti dell'amore
mentre ti stringevo forte e tu mi dicevi piano
"io non lo amo" "io non lo amo"
Era gi... tutto previsto, fino al punto che sapevo
che oggi tu mi avresti detto quelle cose che mi dici
che non siamo pi- felici che io sono troppo buono
che per te ci vuole un uomo che ti sappia soddisfare
che non ti basta solo dare ma vorresti anche avere
nell'amore, ma quale amore
Era gi... tutto previsto anche l'uomo che sceglievi
e il sorriso che gli fai mentre ti sta portando via
ho previsto che sarei restato solo in casa mia
e mi butto sopra il letto, e mi abbraccio il tuo cuscino
non ho saputo prevedere solo che per adesso io vorrei morire
Maandag 19 oktober 1981
I'll Be Easy To Find
I’ll Be Easy To Find
Composer(s): Bart Howard
Performer(s): Johnny Mathis
and multiple other artists
I’ll be easy to find
When love comes looking for me
I’ll stand there with my arms out
So that I’ll be easy to see
No hide and seek
No guessing games will I play
When love comes in to speak my name
I’ll say, “Right this way”
The stars may fall from above
The moon may fade out of sight
But angels will be smiling
And my love will light up the night
Though fools may hide their feelings
And tell us love is blind
As for me, I’ll be easy to find
No hide and seek
No guessing games will I play
When love comes in to speak my name
I’ll say, “Right this way”
The stars may fall from above
The moon may fade out of sight
But angels will be smiling
And my love will light up the night
Though fools may hide their feelings
And tell us love is blind
As for me, I’ll be easy to find
Maandag 19 oktober 1981
Era En Abril
Era En Abril
Composer(s): Jorge Fandermole
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto; Raúl Di Blasio
Sabes hermano lo triste que estoy
se me ha hecho duelo de trinos
y sangre la voz
se me ha hecho pedazos
mi sueño mejor
se ha muerto mi niño, mi niño, mi niño
mi niño hermano
No pudo llenarse la boca de voz
apenas vacio el vientre
de mi dulce amor
enorme y azul, la vida se le dió
no pudo tomarla, no pudo tomarla
de tan pequeño
Yo le habia hecho una blanca canción
de un amor entre una nube
y un pez volador, lo soñe corriendo abrigado en sudór
las mejillas llenas las mejillas llenas
de sol y dulzór
Era en abril el ritmo tibio
de mi chiquito que danzaba
dentro del vientre un prado en flor
era su lecho y el ombligo
y el ombligo el sol
No busques hermano camino mejór
que ya tengo el alma muda
de decirle adios
que hacemos ahora mi dulzura y yo
con dos pechos llenos con dos pechos llenos
de leche y dolor
Era en abril el ritmo tibio
de mi chiquito que danzaba
dentro del vientre un prado en flor
era su lecho y el ombligo
y el ombligo el sol
Estamos pensando
sería mejor, el marcharnos tres
el marcharnos tres que quedarnos dos
Zondag 18 oktober 1981
I'll Be Doggone
I'll Be Doggone
Composer(s): Smokey Robinson; Warren Moore; Marvin Tarplin
First release by: Marvin Gaye - 1965
Well, I'll be doggone if I wouldn't work all day
And I'll be doggone if I wouldn't bring you my pay
But if I ever caught you running around
Blowing my money all over this town
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Hey, Hey! I'd be long gone
Then I wouldn't be doggone
I'd be long gone
Now hey, hey, hey!
I'll be doggone if you ain't a pretty thing
And I'll be doggone if you ain't warm as a breath of spring
And if we live to be a hundred years old
If you ever let that spring turn cold
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Hey! I'd be long gone
Oh I wouldn't be doggone
I'd be long gone
Now did you hear what I say ?
Well now what I say
Oh, believe me Well, every woman should try
To be what ever has man wants her to be
And I don't want much
All I want from you is for you to be true to me
Well, I'd be doggone if love ain't a man's best friend
Oh, baby, And I'll be doggone if you ain't the loving end
Though I know you make me feel like no baby could
If I ever found out that you're no good
Then I wouldn't be doggone
Hey, hey, hey, I'd be long gone
Well I wouldn't de doggone baby
I'd be long gone
Zondag 18 oktober 1981
Era Bello Il Mio Ragazzo
Era Bello Il Mio Ragazzo
((Swedish Version: Dröm Är Dröm Och Saga Saga (Agnetha Fältskog) - 1972))
Composer(s): Pier Paolo Preti - Gianni Guarneri
First release by: Anna Identici - 1972
Era bello il mio ragazzo sempre pieno di speranze
Mi diceva: "Mamma mia un giorno sai ti porto via
Via da tutta sta miseria in una casa da signora
Via da questo faticare potrai infine riposare"
Era bravo il mio ragazzo; morì il babbo che era bimbo
ma mi disse: "Non temere
Vado io ora in cantiere
Sono grande ormai lo vedi prendo il posto di mio padre
son capace a lavorare, non ti devi preoccupare
Era stanco il mio ragazzo in quel letto di ospedale
ma mi disse: "Non fa niente, solo un piccolo incidente
Quando si lavora sodo non c'e' soldi da buttare
Non puoi metter troppa cura per far su l'impalcatura"
Era bello il mio ragazzo col vestito della festa
L' ho sentito tutto mio, mentre gli dicevo addio
E poi quando l' ho baciato gli ho strappato una promessa
e gli ho detto anima mia presto sai portami via
Era bello il mio ragazzo...
Zaterdag 17 oktober 1981
I'll Be Coming Back For More
I'll Be Coming Back For More
Composer(s): Curly Putman; Sterling Whipple
Performer(s): T.G. Sheppard
You weren't the first
You probably won't be the last
But, Lady, after last night's lovin'
I'll bet my soul, you're the best
You put your lips where they belong
You brought the love for my secret dreams
I've been held but never touched
You touch me now, I'll never be the same
Baby, I'll be coming back for more
Some night you'll find me at your door
You know just what a body's for
Now other loves just leave me bored
Last night you took away my breath
And, Babe, I still ain't found it yet
So you can know one thing's for sure
I'll be coming back for more
I know people stand between us
Someone loves me, someone loves you
But, Baby, now I've tasted heaven
There's nothin' else that I can do
Baby, I'll be coming back for more
Some night you'll find me at your door
You know just what a body's for
Now other loves just leave me bored
Last night you took away my breath
And, Babe, I ain't found it yet
So you can know one thing's for sure
I'll be coming back for more
Baby, I'll be coming back for more
Some night you'll find me at your door
You know just what a body's for
Now other loves just leave me bored
Last night you took away my breath
Zaterdag 17 oktober 1981
Er War Gerade 18 Jahr
