Vrijdag 30 oktober 1981
I'll Be There (Charles Aznavour)
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I'll Be There
((French & Italian Versions: Ça Passe (by Charles Aznavour); Poi Passa (by Charles Aznavour))
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
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Vrijdag 30 oktober 1981
Es Demasiado Tarde
Es Demasiado Tarde
Composer(s): Ana Gabriel
Performer(s): Ana Gabriel
and multiple other artists
Tú, quisiste estar allá
dijiste que quizá, ese era tu destino
después que todo te fallo, hoy quieres regresar
y ser feliz conmigo
Pero tu, no piensas que mi amor
por siempre te olvido, y exiges mi cariño
de veras lo siento no podré
volverme a enamorar
de ti ya no es lo mismo
Solo espero que entiendas que un amor
se debe de cuidar y no jugar con nadie
porque yo te daba mi querer y aun sin merecer
no te dolió dejarme
Ahora vuelves, buscando mi calor
diciendo que jamas lograste olvidarme
pero yo te aclaro de una vez
lo debes de entender
es demasiado tarde
Yo no te guardo rencor
pero tampoco amor, de ti ya nada queda
no niego fue mucho mi dolor
pero eso ya paso
mejor ya nunca vuelvas
Solo espero que entiendas que un amor
se debe de cuidar y no jugar con nadie
porque yo te daba mi querer y aun sin merecer
no te dolió dejarme
Ahora vuelves, buscando mi calor
diciendo que jamas lograste olvidarme
pero yo te aclaro de una vez
lo debes de entender
es demasiado tarde
Porque tu, quisiste estar allá
Donderdag 29 oktober 1981
I'll Be There (Bobby Darin)
I'll Be There
Composer(s): Bobby Darin
First release by: Bobby Darin- 1960
Covered by multiple other artists
I'll be there when all your dreams are broken
To answer your unspoken prayer, oh....
When the little things you're doin', ooh, don't turn out right
Don't you worry darlin' I'll be there
There whenever you need to know that there is someone who cares, oh yeah!
So if your new love isn't your true love
Don't you worry darlin', I'll be there
There whenever you need to know that there is someone who cares, oh yeah!
So if your new love isn't your true love
Don't you worry darlin', I'll be there
Don't you worry darlin', I'll be there
Don't you worry darlin', I'll be there
Donderdag 29 oktober 1981
Errol Flynn
Errol Flynn
Composer(s): Gordon Hunt - Amanda McBroom
Performer(s): Amanda McBroom
and multiple other artists
In a hall, on a wall, in a house in Rosita
A poster's held up by two nails and a pin
It's her Daddy, the actor, 'bout to die with his boots on
He's the man standing up there, beside Errol Flynn
He got third or fourth billing at the end of each picture
"And that don't mean much", he would say with a grin
But he'd hold her hand tight as he pointed his name out
Only four or five names down below Errol Flynn
Fame, it is fleeting and stars, they keep falling
And staying right up there, that's the business of art
And luck kisses some and she passes by others
Disappointment and bourbon are hard on the heart
Oh, the women and beers, and the years with old Errol
They took their toll, they took her from his side
And he kissed her goodbye at the old Union Station
It's the last time she saw him, the last time she cried
Now she's sitting alone in that house in Rosita
Watchin' the Late Show as the moonlight shines in
And up on the screen, yippee, here comes her Daddy
It's a sad, funny feeling, now she's older than him
Oh, you daddies and daughters, you sons and your mothers
Remember life's over before it begins
Love one another and stand close together
As close as her Dad stood to old Errol Flynn
Fame, it is fleeting, and stars, they keep falling
And staying right up there, that's the business of art
And luck kisses some and she passes by others
Disappointment and bourbon are hard on the heart
Oh, you daddies and daughters, you sons and your mothers
Life seems to be over before it begins
Love one another and stand close together
As close as her Dad stood to old Errol Flynn
Woensdag 28 oktober 1981
I'll Be The One
I'll Be The One
Composer(s): Boz Scaggs
Performer(s): Boz Scaggs; Jim Conroy
Tired of seeing some play thing acting like a toy
Tired of watching some fool trying to be your boy
And I don't like being the one seeing you in tears
Standing in the shadows staring out at love again
But I'll be the one
I'm the one reminding you that you've got a choice
I'm the one to let you know that I hear your voice
Time and again I catch you smiling from within
But standing empty hearted standing in the wings again
I'll be the one
Now I can't be the one to catch you everytime you fall
I ain't the one to answer everytime you call
But maybe I'm gonna to be the one
One to see you through it all
Woensdag 28 oktober 1981
Errol
Errol
Composer(s): Glen McDonough - James Reyne
Performer(s): Australian Crawl; James Reyne
Convict state
It just don't rate
He want to get higher
Apple Isle, the inbred smile
He's going to get by'a
His mother's hand
He could not stand
He left for the islands
To fish and hunt
He take a punt
The New Guinea Highlands
Ohhh Errol
I would give everything just to be like him
He had to go
The Sirocco
He's sailin the high seas
Hollywood, Captain Blood
He's billing the Nazi's
Took a rebel stand
Contraband
Coast of Mexico
He want to pounce
Like an animal
To girls he just can't say no
Ohhh Errol
I would give everything just to be like him
He had them all
Screamin for more
He play the wild scene
Ah scandalise, no compromise
He's down on his knees
Swashbuckling
He was the King
The toast of Tinseltown
They build him up
They took it all
And then they just cut him down
Ohhh Errol
I would give everything just to be like him
Dinsdag 27 oktober 1981
I'll Be Seeing You
I'll Be Seeing You
(French Version: Je Te Reverrai - 1964)
Composer(s): Irving Kahal; Sammy Fain
First performance by: Tamara - 1938
Covered by multiple other artists
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small café, the park across the way
The children's carousel, the chestnut trees, the wishing well
I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning' sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you
Dinsdag 27 oktober 1981
Ernie's Jam
Ernie's Jam
Composer(s): Ronald Isley - Ernie Isley - Raphael Saadiq
Performer(s): The Isley Brothers
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Listen, listen
I was born to sing this music yeah
My brother was born to play his guitar, yeah
The sweet melody sent straight down from heaven
And oh, now you know, now you know who we are
Lord, go out and find your star
Whatever it is, listen
Try and find, find your star
Find out who you are
Maandag 26 oktober 1981
I'll Be Satisfied
I'll Be Satisfied
Composer(s): Berry Gordy; Tyran Carlo; Gwendolyn Gordy
First release by: Jackie Wilson - 1959
Just a kiss, just a smile
Hold my hand, baby
Just once in a while
That's all need, that's all I need
And I'll be satisfied!
Think of me when you're away
Call me darling
Just once a day
That's all need, that's all I need
And I'll be satisfied!
True love came to me when I met you
True love makes me know I won't forget you
When you're around me, it makes me feel
Life is worth living, baby, love is so forgiving!
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
