Maandag 20 oktober 1986
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Shenandoah - 1917 (aka Tender Feeling - 1963/1964)
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Zondag 19 oktober 1986
Tender Feeling
Tender Feeling
(Adapted from: Shenandoah - 1917)
Composer(s): Bill Giant; Bernie Baum; Florence Kaye
Performer(s): Elvis Presley - 1963/1964
I can't conceal the tender feeling
Now that you are close to me
I look at you with tender feeling
And can't help kiss you tenderly
I offer you a true devotion
All life through my love I vow
For this is real, this sweet emotion
This tender feeling I have now
Somehow I knew from the moment our lips first met
Youd be the girl I could never forget
No other love could be appealing
I loved you right from the start
And with each kiss I'll keep revealing
The tender feeling in my heart
Zaterdag 18 oktober 1986
The Shelter Of Your Eyes
The Shelter Of Your Eyes
(French Version: Miss Duval- 1980)
Composer(s): Don Williams
First release by: Don Williams - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
In the shelter of your eyes
I have finally learned the song
It took so long to realize
I just can't make it all alone
Words are only what they say
But this feeling isn't wrong
I'm so glad I found my way
It's good to be where I belong
And I'm, gonna stay,
right here 'cause I'm
In rhythm with your mind
Tune out the world
and rest my head
'Neath the shelter of your eyes
Words are only what they say
But this feeling isn't wrong
I'm so glad I found my way
It's good to be where I belong
And I'm, gonna stay
right here 'cause I'm
In rhythm with your mind
Tune out the world
and rest my head
'Neath the shelter of your eyes
Vrijdag 17 oktober 1986
Sheila (Tommy Roe)
Sheila
((French Version: Sheila (by Lucky Blondo et les Lucky Stars; Sheila - 1962))
Composer(s): Tommy Roe
First release by: Tommy Roe - 1962
Sweet little Sheila, you'll know her if you see her
Blue eyes and a ponytail
Her cheeks are rosy, she looks a little nosey
Man, this little girl is fine
Never knew a girl like-a little Sheila
Her name drives me insane
Sweet little girl, that's my little Sheila
Man, this little girl is fine
Me and Sheila go for a ride
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I feel all funny inside
Then little Sheila whispers in my ear
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I love you Sheila dear
Sheila said she loved me, she said she'd never leave me
True love will never die
We're so doggone happy just bein' around together
Man, this little girl is fine
Never knew a girl like-a little Sheila
Her name drives me insane
Sweet little girl, that's my little Sheila
Man, this little girl is fine
Me and Sheila go for a ride
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I feel all funny inside
Then little Sheila whispers in my ear
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I love you Sheila dear
Sheila said she loved me, she said she'd never leave me
True love will never die
We're so doggone happy just bein' around together
Man, this little girl is fine
Oh, this little girl is fine
Yeah, this little girl is fine
Oh, this little girl is fine
Donderdag 16 oktober 1986
Sheila (Lucky Blondo)
Sheila
((Adapted from: Sheila (by Tommy Roe) - 1962))
Composer(s): Tommy Roe; Claude Carrère
Performer(s): Lucky Blondo et les Lucky Stars; Sheila - 1962
Jolie petite Sheila
Jolie petite Sheila
C'est toi qui as pris mon cœur
Je disais que l'amour ne durait jamais
Lorsque je t'ai rencontrée
Jolie petite Sheila
Jolie petite Sheila
Dans tes yeux d'enfant moqueur
J'ai trouvé ce qu'au fond de moi j'attendais
Sans vouloir me l'avouer
Avant toi je ne vivais pas
Oh! Oh! oh! oh!
J'étais triste à mourir
Maintenant que tu es près de moi
Oh! Oh! oh! oh!
Je sais enfin sourire
Jolie petite Sheila
Jolie petite Sheila
C'est toi qui as pris mon cœur
Je disais que l'amour ne durait jamais
Lorsque je t'ai rencontrée
Jolie petite Sheila
Jolie petite Sheila
Dans tes yeux d'enfant moqueur
J'ai trouvé ce qu'au fond de moi j'attendais
Sans vouloir me l'avouer
Dans les rues
Quand on voit Sheila
Oh! Oh! oh! oh!
Tous mes amis m'envient
Je crois qu'ils ont compris qu'avec toi
Oh! Oh! oh! oh!
Je vais faire ma vie
Jolie petite Sheila
Jolie petite Sheila
C'est toi qui as pris mon cœur
Jolie petite Sheila
Qui m'a apporté l'amour
Je te garderai toujours
Je te garderai toujours
Je te garderai toujours
Woensdag 15 oktober 1986
The Sheik
The Sheik (aka The Sheik Of Araby)
Composer(s): Harry Bessely Smith; Ted Snyder; Francis Wheeler
First recording/First release by: Club Royal Orchestra - 1921/1922
Covered by multiple other artists
Well I'm the sheik of Araby
Your love belongs to me
Well at night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep
The stars that shine above
Will light our way to love
You'll rule this world with me
I'm the sheik of Araby
Well I'm the sheik of Araby
Your love belongs to me
Well at night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep
The stars that shine above
Will light our way to love
You'll rule this world with me
I'm the sheik of Araby
Well I'm the sheik of Araby
Well I'm the sheik of Araby, yeah
Dinsdag 14 oktober 1986
Sheep
Sheep
Composer(s): Roger Waters
First release by: Pink Floyd - 1977
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives He releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water
Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old
Maandag 13 oktober 1986
Sheena Is A Punk Rocker
Sheena Is A Punk Rocker
Composer(s): Douglas Colvin; John Cummings; Joey Ramone; Thomas Erdelyi
First release by: The Ramones - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists
Well the kids are all hooped up and ready to go
They're ready to go now
They're got their surfboards
And they're goning to the discotheque a go go
But she just couldn't stay
She had to break away
Well New York City really has it all
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Shenna is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Shenna is a punk rocker
Shenna is a punk rocker now
She's a punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk, a punk rocker...
Zondag 12 oktober 1986
She'd Rather Be Homeless
She'd Rather Be Homeless
Composer(s): Anne Dailey; Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Old Dogs; Marley's Ghost
It was our twenty-fifth anniversary
And I was watching the Super Bowl
When suddenly she started cursing me
Hell, I almost dropped my remote control
And she said "That's that!" and grabbed her hat
And headed out into the snow
And that was almost two long years ago....
Now see her shuffling down the street
Combat boots on her dainty feet
Pushing her belongings in a cart from the A&P
See her bumming cigarettes,
On the sidewalk where she sits
Lord, she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
She'd rather be sleeping in some doorway
Than lolling in the lap of luxury
And when the cold wind starts to blow
Lord, it hurts me so to know
She'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
She said all my friends were dumb
And she called me "Yuppee scum!"
She said she didn't give a damn 'bout my BMW or my AT&T
She said to take these credit cards of mine,
And stick'm where the sun don't shine
Cause she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
I see her sitting on her full length mink
And as I walk by she winks
Saying "Spare some change for a lady, a lady who's finally free"
She don't want my bonds and stocks,
Living in her cardboard box
Oh, She'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
She'd rather eat soup down at the shelter
Than at the Country Club sipping fine Chablis
And as I throw her a dime
Lord, it breaks this heart of mine to know
She'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
Yes, she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me
Zaterdag 11 oktober 1986
She Works Hard For The Money
She Works Hard For The Money
Composer(s): Donna Summer; Michael Omartian
First release by: Donna Summer - 1983
She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
Onetta here in the corner stand and wonders where she is
And it's strange to her, some people seem to have everything
9 am on the hour hand and she's waiting for the bell
And she's looking real pretty
She's waiting for her clientele
She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
Twentyeight years have come and gone
And she's seen a lot of tears of the ones who come in
They really seem to need her there
It's a sacrifice working day to day
For little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all just to hear them say that they care
She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
She already knows she's seen her bad times
She already knows these are the good times
She'll never sell out, she never will, not for a dollar bill
She works haaaaard.........
She works hard for the money
So hard for it, honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right
Vrijdag 10 oktober 1986
She Wore A Yellow Ribbon
She Wore A Yellow Ribbon
Composer(s): M. Ottner; Leroy Parker; Traditional
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters; Russ Morgan
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her
Why the yellow ribbon?
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
When, at first, she met a winsome Johnny
He wasn’t sure her heart was pure
Her eyes were far too bold
So, round her neck
He tied a yellow ribbon
He tied a yellow ribbon
‘Cause it matched her hair of gold
Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
‘Cause it matched her hair of gold
Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
For her eyes were far too bold
If, perchance, you spy a lovely maiden
And by her side, there walks with pride
A Johnny strong and gay
And round her neck there is a yellow ribbon
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
Her love is for another
So stay far far away
Far far away
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her
Why the yellow ribbon?
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far far away
For her lover who is far far away
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her
Why the yellow ribbon?
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
When, at first, she met a winsome Johnny
He wasn’t sure her heart was pure
Her eyes were far too bold
So, round her neck
He tied a yellow ribbon
He tied a yellow ribbon
‘Cause it matched her hair of gold
Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
‘Cause it matched her hair of gold
Hair of gold, hair of gold
He tied a yellow ribbon
For her eyes were far too bold
If, perchance, you spy a lovely maiden
And by her side, there walks with pride
A Johnny strong and gay
And round her neck there is a yellow ribbon
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
No matter how you love her
Please stay far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
Her love is for another
So stay far far away
Far far away
Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon
She wore it in the winter
And the merry month of May
When I asked her
Why the yellow ribbon?
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away
She said
It’s for my lover who is far far away
Far far away
For her lover who is far far away
Donderdag 9 oktober 1986
She Will Have Her Way
She Will Have Her Way
Composer(s): Neil Finn
Performer(s): Neil Finn
I might be old but I'm someone new she said
I'm so sore that I could cry always
in the night lay your tired arms
she will have her way
somehow I will still believe her
it's the life I've been frightened of she said
deathly silence and especially the dark
feels like I am heavy and my spirit has died
she will have her way
somehow I will still believe her
she will have her way
one day I will come back
still no end in sight
though I travel far and wide
a dying man is doing time
thinker, soldier terrified
and she will have her way
somehow I will still believe her
she will have her way
one day I will come back
Woensdag 8 oktober 1986
She Wears Red Feathers
She Wears Red Feathers
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
(She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt)
(She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt)
She lives on just cocynuts and fish furrom the sea
A rose in her hair a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I worked in a London bank
Respectable position
From nine to three they serve you tea
But doom your disposition
Each night at the music hall
Travelogues I'd see
And once a pearl of a native girl
Kept smiling right at me
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She lives on just cocynuts and fish furrom the sea
A rose in her hair a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
Goodbye to the London bank
I started in the sailin'
The fourteenth day from Mandalay
I spied her from the railin'
She knew I was on my way
Waited and was true
She said you son of an Englishman
I've dreamed each night of you
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She lives on just cocynuts and fish furrom the sea
A rose in her hair a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I went to her ma and pa
And said I loved her only
And they both said we could be wed
Oh what a ceremony
An elephant brought her in
Placed her by my side
While six baboons got out bassoons
And played here comes the bride
I'm back here in London town
And though it may sound silly
She's here with me and you should see
Us walk down Picadilly
The boys at the London bank
Kinda hold their breath
She sits with me and sips her tea
Which tickles them to death
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She wears red feathers and a huly huly skirt
She lives on just cocynuts and fish furrom the sea
A rose in her hair a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
Dinsdag 7 oktober 1986
She Wears My Ring
She Wears My Ring
Composer(s): Felice Bryant; Boudleaux Bryant
Performer(s): Jimmy Bell
and multiple other artists
She wears my ring to show the world that she belongs to me
She wears my ring to show the world she's mine eternally
With loving care I placed it on her finger
To show my love for all the world to see
This tiny ring is a token of tender emotion
An endless pool of love that's as deep as the ocean
She swears to wear it with eternal devotion
That's why I sing, because she wears my ring
She swears to wear it with eternal devotion
That's why I sing, because she wears my ring
This tiny ring is a token of tender emotion
An endless pool of love that's as deep as the ocean
She swears to wear it with eternal devotion
That's why I sing, because she wears my ring
That's why I sing, because she wears my ring
Maandag 6 oktober 1986
She Was Waitin' For Her Mother At The Station In Torino And You Know I Love You Baby But It's Getting Too Heavy To Laugh
She Was Waitin' For Her Mother At The Station In Torino And You Know I Love You Baby But It's Getting Too Heavy To Laugh
Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
The glow
Around your face
When you see
The lightning race
I know
I'm very near
And I can hear
The thunder
A woman
Of perplexity
A woman
For eternity
A woman
Of the land
A woman
For a man
I'm down
On my knees
And I'm saying
Please believe me
It's hard
To fall out
Of love
Completely
It's harder
To find a way
To come back
Discreetly
To speak
Of things anew
To weep
In quiet blue
Brocade upon your bed
Memories should fade
At least of you
A scepter
Of ice and fire
A specter
Of my desire
A girl-child
Of such loveliness
The woman
Of my emptiness
A woman
Of famed
Renown
A woman
Who kicks the clown
A woman
Of the land
A woman
For a man
Zondag 5 oktober 1986
She Was Poor, But She Was Honest
She Was Poor, But She Was Honest (aka It's The Same The Whole World Over)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Billy Bennett
She was poor, but she was honest
Though she came from 'umble stock
And an honest heart was beating
Underneath her tattered frock
'Eedless of 'er Mother's warning
Up to London she 'ad gone
Yearning for the bright lights gleaming
'Eedless of temp-ta-shy-on
But the rich man saw her beauty
She knew not his base design
And he took her to a hotel
And bought her a small port wine
Then the rich man took 'er ridin'
Wrecker of poor women's souls
But the Devil was the chauffeur
As she rode in his Royce Rolls
In the rich man's arms she fluttered
Like a bird with a broken wing
But he loved 'er and he left 'er
Now she hasn't got no ring
It's the same the whole world over
It's the poor what gets the blame
It's the rich what gets the pleasure
Ain't it all a bloomin' shame?
Time has flown, outcast and helpless
In the street she stands and says
While the snowflakes fall around 'er
"Won't you buy my bootlaces?"
See him riding in a carriage
Past the gutter where she stands
He has made a stylish marriage
While she wrings her ringless hands
See him there at the theatre
In the front row with the best
While the girl that he has ruined
Entertains a sordid guest
See 'er on the bridge at midnight
She says "Farewell, blighted love"
There's a scream, a splash......Good 'eavens!
What is she a-doing of?
So they dragged 'er from the river
Water from 'er clothes they wrung
They all thought that she was drownded
But the corpse got up and sung
It's the same the whole world over
It's the poor what gets the blame
It's the rich what gets the pleasure
Ain't it all a bloomin' shame?
Zaterdag 4 oktober 1986
She Was Only Seventeen (He Was One Year More)
She Was Only Seventeen (He Was One Year More)
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins; Ray Conniff
(Seventeen, and he was one year more)
(Seventeen, and he the girl adored)
(Seventeen)
She was only seventeen and he was one year more (Seventeen)
She loved him with all her heart, and he the girl adored
But all their friends believed they were too young to know the score
`Cause she was only seventeen and he was one year more (Seventeen)
Are they old enough to know if love will last for life (Seventeen)
Isn't he too young to be a husband, her a wife
Well, in the past I bet it's happened more than once before
When someone else was seventeen, another one year more
Do we have the right to question love that seems so strong
As long as God has no objections, there can be no wrong (Seventeen)
Let us be the first to wish them all the very best (Seventeen)
Let us hope their love is strong enough to meet the test
'Cause like I say, I bet it's happened more than once before
When someone else was seventeen, another one year more
(Do we have the right to question love that seems so strong)
(As long as God has no objection, there can be no wrong)
(Seventeen)
Let us be the first to wish them all the very best (Seventeen)
Let us hope their love is strong enough to meet the test
'Cause like I say, I bet it's happened more than once before
When someone else was seventeen, another one year more (Seventeen)
Vrijdag 3 oktober 1986
She Was Happy Till She Met You
She Was Happy Till She Met You
Composer(s): Charles Graham; Monroe H. Rosenfeld
Performer(s): S.H. Dudley
'Twas a bright and sunny day
When a young wife went away from her husband
Who had wrung her heart with pain
On the table lay a note with the simple words she wrote
"Good bye! I hope we'll never meet again"
Unto her mother she returned
The home for which she'd often yearned
For every spark of love for him and fled
There he sought her out at last with repentance for the past
But her mother met him at the door and said
"I have come to say goodbye," said the husband with a sigh
"Just let me take her to my heart again"
But the mother said: "Too late
All her love has turned to hate
So go your own way, your pleadings are in vain
"She is my wife!" the husband cried
"You shall not take her from my side
The law forbids you part us we are wed!"
"But you've broken every vow, she is yours no longer now
My daughter shall not go!" the mother said
She was happy till she met you
And the fault is all your own
If she wishes to forget you
You will please let her alone
She has come to her old mother
Just because there is no other
She'll be happy in her own sweet home
Donderdag 2 oktober 1986
She Was Born To Be My Unicorn
She Was Born To Be My Unicorn
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Performer(s): T. Rex
She was born to be my Unicorn
Robed head of ferns
Cat child tutored by the learned
Darkly ghostish host
Haggard vizier of the moats
Seeks the sandled shores of Gods
Baby of the moors
The night-mare's mauve mashed mind
Sights the visions of the blinds
Shoreside stream of steam
Cooking kings in cream of scream
Jackdaw winter head
Cleans his chalcedony bed
A silken word of kind
Was returned from Nijinsky Hind
Giant of Inca hill
Loosed his boar to gorely kill
The dancing one horned waife
In doublet of puffin-bill
The beast in feast of sound
Kittened lamb on God's ground
Ridden by the born of horn
Jigged like a muse on life's lawn
Woensdag 1 oktober 1986
She Wandered Through The Garden Fence
