Vrijdag 26 september 1986
She Shall Have Music
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She Shall Have Music
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Vrijdag 26 september 1986
Quit Hollerin' At Me
Quit Hollerin' At Me
Composer(s): John Prine; Gary Nicholson
Performer(s): John Prine
I don't want your big French Fry
I don't want your car
I don't want to buy no soap
From no washed-up movie star
You are so much louder
Than the show I wanna hear
With your sugarless gum
Gee, but I'm dumb
Non-alcoholic beer
It's enough to make a grown man
Blow up his own TV
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
I heard you the first time
I heard myself say
Seems like the little woman
Is getting bigger every day
You don't have to tell the neighbors
A little silence ain't no sin
They already think my name is
Where in the hell you been?
Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder
Constantly
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Whoa oh whoa oh
Sweet Serenity
Whoa oh whoa oh
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Ain't it great at the end of the day
When there ain't no sound around
Just me and the fence post
Staring each other down
Nothing but a big bunch of nothing
Driving me insane
Cause there ain't no voice that's louder
Than the one inside my brain
Hey you go on
Go on and let me be
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Whoa oh whoa oh
Sweet Serenity
Whoa oh whoa oh
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Quit hollerin' at me
Donderdag 25 september 1986
She Say (Oom Dooby Doom)
She Say (Oom Dooby Doom)
Composer(s): Mike Anthony; Barry Mann
Performer(s): The Diamonds
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom
She say rock and I rock
She say roll and I roll
She say stroll and I stroll
Well, I keep doin' what she wants
She's the captain of my soul
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom
She say hip and I hip
She say hop and I hop
She say pop and I pop
Well, I keep doin' what she wants
'Cause she's my only pop
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Boom, boom, boom
She say move and I move
She say groove and I groove
She say bowl and I bowl
I keep doin' what she wants
'Cause I'm having such a ball
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
She say
A oom dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby doom
Dooby, dooby doom, doom, doom
Donderdag 25 september 1986
Quit Your Low Down Ways
Quit Your Low Down Ways
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
Performer(s): The Hollies;
Peter, Paul & Mary; Bob Dylan;
Manfred Mann's Earth Band; Sebastian Cabot
Oh, you can read out your Bible
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama
And pray to the Lord
But it ain't gonna do no good
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down to the White House
You can gaze at the Capitol Dome, pretty mama
You can pound on the President's gate
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low down ways
Well, you can run down to the desert
Throw yourself on the burning sand
You can raise up your right hand, pretty mama
But you better understand you done lost your one good man
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low down ways
And you can hitchhike on the highway
You can stand all alone by the side of the road
You can try to flag a ride back home, pretty mama
But you can't ride in my car no more
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low down ways
Oh, you can read out your Bible
You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama
And pray to the Lord
But it ain't gonna do no good
You're gonna need
You're gonna need my help someday
Well, if you can't quit your sinnin'
Please quit your low down ways
Woensdag 24 september 1986
She Sang Amazing Grace
She Sang Amazing Grace
Composer(s): Dorsey Burnette
Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis
I was hard to handle the day we said, I do
She was just like some fine wine
And I was old home brew
I took her to the smoky joints
Where she was out of place
While I played those old honky tonk songs
She sang Amazing Grace
But somehow hymns and honky tonks
Don't go together long
But I kept on raising hell
And she kept holding on
I'm Faded Love and Cheating Heart
And she's still silk and lace
While I played those honky tonk songs
She sings Amazing Grace
I left for a drinking night
Found at any old bar
I'll dance and I'll flirt
But it's alright, cause she knows where we are
She's Sunday morning, Sunday school
While I'm at home sleeping late
Dreaming of those old honky tonk songs
While she sings Amazing Grace
But somehow hymns and the honky tonks
Don't go together long
But I kept on raising hell
And she kept holding on
I'm Faded Love and Cheating Heart
And she's still silk and lace
While I play those honky tonk songs
She sings Amazing Grace
Woensdag 24 september 1986
Quite Rightly So
Quite Rightly So
Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum
For you (whose eyes were opened wide
whilst mine refused to see)
I'm sore in need of saving grace
Be kind and humour me
I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat
Where people speak but seldom meet
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they seldom cry
An ode by any other name I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say
For those too sick, too sick to see
Though nothing shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
Dinsdag 23 september 1986
She Never Spoke Spanish To Me
She Never Spoke Spanish To Me
Composer(s): Butch Hancock
First release by: Joe Ely - 1977
Covered by:
Texas Tornados - 1990
Bill and Bonnie Hearne - 2000
I met her in old Mexico
She would live in sad and young
This smokey room where no one could see
Her favorite poets all agree
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
But she never spoke Spanish to me
She was born in Monterey
And all the Christmas songs were sung
Padres knew what she would grow up to be
Saints and sinners all agree
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
But she never spoke Spanish to me
Like a lion screamin' in the jungle low
She'd never fool with things she couldn't see
She spoke to all the shadows in her bungalow
But she never spoke Spanish to me
She siad if you're from Texas, so
Where's your boots and where's your gun
Well, I got guns that no one can see
Well, after that we both agreed
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
But she never spoke Spanish to me
Well, she never spoke Spanish to me
Dinsdag 23 september 1986
Quits
Quits
Composer(s): Bill Anderson
Performer(s): Bill Anderson
We couldn't call it love
'cause it really wasn't love anymore
Yet we couldn't call it hate cause there's no way to hate
Someone you've loved so much before
We couldn't call it livin' cause it wasn't still alive
We couldn't call it dead cause it refused to die
We ran out of anything to call it so we called it quits
Quits quits we called it quits it sounds like the easy way out but oh when it hits
The longer you live with someone you can't live with the harder it gets
We called it magic then we called it tragic finally we called it quits
It's always been harder to fall out of love than fall in
I don't know where I'm goin' but I doubt if I'll ever forget where I've been
We couldn't call it happy though it was for a while
We couldn't call it sad cause it taught us both to smile
For luck for a better word to call it we called it quits
Quits quits we called it quits it sounds like the easy way out but oh when it hits
The longer you live with someone you can't live with the harder it gets
We called it lovely then we called it lonely finally we called it quits
We called it magic then we called it tragic finally we called it quits
Maandag 22 september 1986
She Never Said A Solitary Word
She Never Said A Solitary Word
Performer(s): Foy Willing & The Riders of the Purple Sage
I was ridin' 'cross the prairie
The prairie far and wide
When I saw a gal come riding
And I rode up very closely by her side
But she never said a word
Not a solitary word
She never said a solitary word
I took her many charms
Held her closely in my arms
But she never said a solitary word
I said, "Ma'am
The way you kissed me
I'll remember all my life
And I want you for my everlovin' wife"
But she never said a word
Not a solitary word
She never said a solitary word
I took her many charms
Held her closely in my arms
But she never said a solitary word
On the day that we got married
I was happy till I saw
Pearly teeth upon the dresser
And her wooden leg was holding back the door
But I never said a word
Though she chattered like a bird
I never said a solitary word
I just saddled up old paint
And I got to where she ain't
And I never said a solitary word
Maandag 22 september 1986
Quitter L'Enfance
Quitter L'Enfance
Composer(s): Maxime le Forestier; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Un rien te fait rougir
Comme un feu de brindilles
Et tu hais les familles
Comme j'ai pu les hair
Un rien te fait rougir
Et tu voudrais changer
Le sens du verbe aimer
Sans les mots pour le dire
Je lis ton innocence
Dans le noir de tes bas
Tu peux quitter l'enfance
Ton enfance
Ne te quitte pas
Tes lèvres se colorent
Maintenant que tu veilles
Et tes poupées sont vieilles
Maintenant que tu sors
Maitenant que tu danses
À chacun de tes pas
Tu peux quitter l'enfance
Ton enfance
Ne te quitte pas
Je ne peux rien te dire
Je n'ai pas été fille
J'ai hai les familles
Comme tu peux les hair
Zondag 21 september 1986
She Never Met A Man (She Didn't Like)
She Never Met A Man (She Didn't Like)
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
Dolly Parton
I know you think you love her and you're making plans to leave
But I must tell you something I just hope you'll believe
I know it isn't real love that you see in her eyes
Cause she's never met a man she didn't like
And you're no different from the others
A new acquaintence in the night
You mean no more to her than all the others she's held tight
But I know she's convinced you it was love at first sight
But she's never met a man she didn't like
I must let you go but I want you to know
That I love you please don't let her ruin our lives
For there'll be other men and she won't want you then
She's never met a man she didn't like
I must let you go but I want you to know
That I love you please don't let her ruin our lives
For she'll have other men oh and she won't want you then
Cause she's never met a man she didn't like
Oh no she's never met a man she didn't like
Zondag 21 september 1986
Quizás Le Dancen Los Cuervos
Quizás Le Dancen Los Cuervos
Composer(s): Léon Gieco
Performer(s): León Gieco
Cuando tu vida te pida
unas tristes melodías
que el viento mudo las lleve
para que otros también se enteren
Es que hay tanta gente
que por mas que uno los lustre
nunca su brillo se verá en su mente
Es que hay tanta gente
que por mas que uno le explique
nunca su rabia se convertirá en pena
Ay, adentro, si se vieran adentro
quizás le dancen los cuervos
Cuando tu nombre desprecie
lo que pase por enfrente
es que un pedazo de tierra
se está muriendo de verguenza
Es que hay tanta gente
que no mira ni a los ojos
mezcla de poca suerte, broncas y odios
Es que hay tanta gente
que se siente despareja
hacen que otros cuelguen de sus condenas
Ay, adentro, si se vieran adentro
quizás le dancen los cuervos
Zaterdag 20 september 1986
She Never Heard Me Call
She Never Heard Me Call
Composer(s): Graham Russell; Rex Goh
Performer(s): Air Supply
One warm night I fell in love
The air was still the words would flow
We knew each other oh so well
And though just met you'd never tell
Sometimes we're just lonely hearts
That ride upon a floating card
Prepared to live those sleepless nights
For precious time in paradise
And now I find the future's gone
The reasons that I had to carry on are gone
I tried for it all
She never heard me call at all
There's no regrets we made the choice
We listened to that silent voice
That haunts you till you just give in
And makes you like a child again
We drifted close then said good-byes
Just reading well each other's eyes
The world had turned while we stood still
And held on to each other
And now I find the future's gone
The reasons that I had to carry on are gone
I tried for it all
She never heard me call at all
And in between the right and wrong
Is somewhere that sometimes you can belong
I tried for it all
She never heard me call
And now I find the future's gone
The reasons that I had to carry on are gone
I cried for it all
She never heard me call at all
Zaterdag 20 september 1986
Quizás, Quizás, Quizás
Quizás, Quizás, Quizás
English Title: Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
Composer(s): Joe Davis / Osvaldo Farrés
Performer(s): Various Artists
Siempre que te pregunto
Que, cuándo, cómo y dónde
Tú siempre me respondes
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Y así pasan los días
Y yo, desesperando
Y tú, tú contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estás perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
Por lo que más tú quieras
¿Hasta cuándo? ¿Hasta cuándo?
Y así pasan los días
Y yo, desesperando
Y tú, tú contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Estás perdiendo el tiempo
Pensando, pensando
Por lo que más tú quieras
¿Hasta cuándo? ¿Hasta cuándo?
Y así pasan los días
Y yo, desesperando
Y tú, tú contestando
Quizás, quizás, quizás
Vrijdag 19 september 1986
She Moves Me
She Moves Me
Composer(s): Muddy Waters
First release by: Muddy Waters - 1951
She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done
She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done
She gotta pocket full of money, little doll don't try to help me though
She move me when she get drunk, then she say I'm not nowhere
She call me a dumbbell, she tells me I'm nothing but a square
She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done
She got a pocket full of money, the little girl don't try to help me though
(What kinda woman is that?)
She move a crazy man, who say now I'm not so dumb
I take her to a funeral boy, the dead jumped up to run
She look at a deaf and dumb boy, said now I can speak
She shook her finger in a blind man's face, once I was blind but now I see
She moves me man, honey and I don't see how its done
She gotta pocket full of money, the little girl don't try to help me though
Vrijdag 19 september 1986
Qu'on Est Bien
Qu'on Est Bien
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Juliette Gréco
{Refrain:}
Qu'on est bien
Dans les bras
D'une personne du sexe opposé
Qu'on est bien
Dans ces bras-là
Qu'on est bien
Dans les bras
D'une personne du genre qu'on n'a pas
Qu'on est bien
Dans ces bras-là
C'est la vraie prière
La prochaine aime le prochain
C'est la vraie grammaire
Le masculin s'accorde avec le féminin
{au Refrain}
Certains jouent quand même
Les atouts de même couleur
Libres à eux moi j'aime
Les valets sur les dames les trèfles sur les cœurs.
{au Refrain}
Les creux sur les bosses
Tout finit par se marier
Les bons sur les rosses
Et même les colombes avec les éperviers
{au Refrain}
Qu'on est bien
Dans les bras
D'une personne du sexe opposé
Qu'on est bien
Dans ces bras
Là
Donderdag 18 september 1986
She Moved Through The Fair
She Moved Through The Fair
(Traditional)
My young love said to me: My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say
It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day!
Then she stepped away from me, and she moved through the Fair
And so fondly I watched her move here and move there
At last she turned homeward, with one star awake
As the Swan in the evening moves over the lake
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
And so soft did she move that her feet made no din
She put her arms 'round me; these words she did say
It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day!
Donderdag 18 september 1986
Qu'y A-T-Il Après?
Qu'y A-T-Il Après?
Composer(s): Yves Duteil
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Qu'y a-t-il après
Quand nos âmes ont disparu
Quand nos cœurs ne battent plus
Près de ceux qu'on aime?
Si nos souvenirs se diluent dans l'infini
Qu'en est-il de nos amours et nos amis?
Quand je m'en irai
Pour ailleurs ou pour après
J'aurai si peur de n'y trouver que des regrets
Je cherche déjà les chemins d'éternité
Qui pourront guider mes pas pour te trouver...
Qu'advient-il de nous
Quand nos yeux se sont fermés
Sur tous ceux qu'on va laisser
Terminer nos rêves
Au bout du chemin, si le temps n'existe pas
Où s'en vont tous les visages d'autrefois?
Quand je m'en irai
Pour toujours ou pour jamais
Je voudrais tant te dire encore que je t'aimais
Si les mots parfois sont trop lourds au fond du cœur
Les silences ont la couleur de nos secrets...
Ils me reste encore tant de larmes et tant de rires
Tant de choses à découvrir
Des bonheurs à vivre
S'il fallait partir, moi mon ciel ou mon enfer
Ce serait de te chercher dans l'Univers...
Qu'y a-t-il après
Quand nos âmes ont disparu
Quand nos cœurs ne battent plus
Près de ceux qu'on aime?
Si nos souvenirs se diluent dans l'infini
Qu'en est-il de nos amours et nos amis?
Quand je m'en irai pour ailleurs ou pour après
J'aurai si peur de n'y trouver que des regrets
Et je sais déjà les chemins d'éternité
Qui pourront guider mes pas pour te trouver...
Woensdag 17 september 1986
She Means Nothing To Me
She Means Nothing To Me
Composer(s): Sunny David
Performer(s): Phil Everly & Cliff Richard
Well
here she comes now
I'm on the run now
Pretending
just pretending that I don't see her
Just to teach her
but Darlin'
How much longer can I keep on living this lie?
She means nothing to me
she means nothing to` me
I'm still as free as a bird
don't care what you heard about me
She means nothing to me - no more
She's my world
not just some girl
Harder
it's getting harder to fool anyone
not just her
But I act like a man she'd expect me to: No tears
win her respect
Who am I fooling if I can't fool me?
Who believes what their eyes don't see?
But I keep on lying
She means nothing to me
she don't
she means nothing to me. . . .
All my dreams are depending on her and how good I'm pretending that
She means nothing to me
nothing
she means nothing to me . . .
She means nothing to me
she don't
she means nothing to me . . .
Woensdag 17 september 1986
Qu'y A-T-Il De Changé?
