Vrijdag 28 oktober 1988
Tom Tom Tom
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Vrijdag 28 oktober 1988
Pittsburgh Stealers
Pittsburgh Stealers
Composer(s): Larry Kingston; Jim Rushing
Performer(s): The Kendalls
Found myself in Pittsburg
Working in the steal mill
An' I was a southern girl
Who's husband did the same
But he pulled the night shift
And I worked the day shift
And it came too easy
For us to play the game
They could call us, the Pittsburg Stealers
Stealing half of us, and cheatin' on a time or two
We both know the score, but we run back for more
And tonight, the Pittsburg Stealers played again
Mornin' will find us
With a night of love behind us
On a back street of Pittsburg
Time after time
Just "touch and go" lovers
Runnin' for cover
And ev'ry time we meet
We're layin' it all along the line
They could call us, the Pittsburg Stealers
Stealing half of us, and cheatin' on a time or two
We both know the score, but we run back for more
And tonight the Pittsburg Stealers played again
And tonight the Pittsburg Stealers played again
Donderdag 27 oktober 1988
Skylark
Skylark
Composer(s): Hoagy Carmichael; Johnny Mercer
First recording/First release by: Gene Krupa & His Orch. (vocal: Anita O'Day) - 1941/1942
Covered by multiple other artists
Skylark
Have you anything to say to me?
Won't you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone's waiting to be kissed?
Skylark
Have you seen a valley green with spring?
Where my heart can go a journeying
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom covered lane
And in your lonely flight
Haven't you heard the music of the night?
Wonderful music
Faint as a will o' the wisp
Crazy as a loon
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Skylark
I don't know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won't you lead me there
And in your lonely flight
Haven't you heard the music in the night?
Wonderful music
Faint as a will o' the wisp
Crazy as a loon
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Oh, Skylark
I don't know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won't you lead me there
Donderdag 27 oktober 1988
Pistols 'N' Petticoats
Pistols 'N' Petticoats
Composer(s): George Tibbles; Jack Elliot
Here's the legend about the Hanks in Pistols 'n' Petticoats
Henrietta could fire a gun with one hand milkin' the goat
And hit a coyote on the run in Pistols 'n' Petticoats
The story goes that grandma was the best
(At shootin' buttons off a rustler's vest)
Shootin' buttons off a rustler's vest.
Grandpa kept his gun in trim
(Nobody messed around with him)
Nobody messed around with him
Chasin' bandits for them was fun from Bristol to Terre Haute
Everyone in the west would run from Pistols 'n' Petticoats
That's the legend about the Hanks just the way she was wrote
They kept busy protectin' banks in Pistols 'n' Petticoats
Woensdag 26 oktober 1988
The Skye Boat Song
The Skye Boat Song
Composer(s): Ali McLeod
Performer(s): The Corries
and multiple other artists
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar
Thunder clouds rend the air
Baffled, our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again
Speed bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Woensdag 26 oktober 1988
Pistolet Jo
Pistolet Jo
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Anna Karina
Pistolet Jo ne dort que d'un oeil
L'autre reste toujours ouvert
Pistolet Jo ne dort que d'un oeil
Celui d'à coté est en verre
Oh oh oh oh
Pistolet Jo
M'a tapé dans l'oeil
Mais un jour il m'a trompé
Pistolet Jo tu n'l'as pas volé
La balle qui t'as éborgné
Oh oh oh oh
Pistolet Jo
Pistolet Jo quand il t'fait d'l'oeil
Tu ne peux lui résister
Pistolet Jo est irrésistible
Avec son grand oeil crevé
Oh oh oh oh
Pistolet Jo
Dinsdag 25 oktober 1988
Als 'T Om De Liefde Gaat
Als 'T Om De Liefde Gaat
Composer(s): D. Holten; H. Van Hemert
First performance by: Sandra & Andres - 1972
Na, nana, nanananana
Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn, aha
Na, nana, nanananana
Wat zou je doen om nog vandaag van mij te zijn?
Hé, moet ik orgineel zijn of is dat nog te vroeg?
Doe jij maar gewoon, dat's gek genoeg
Na, nana, nanananana
't Is nog de vraag, ben ik van jou of jij van mij?
Ach, wat is 't moeilijk om een eerlijk mens te zijn
Als 't om versieren gaat
Je kunt niet altijd zeggen wat je werkelijk voelt
Je bent bang dat je een flater slaat
Ja, mensen, doe gewoon, we doen al gek genoeg
Vooral als 't om liefde gaat
Na, nana, nanananana
Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn, mmm-mmm
Na, nana, nanananana
Wat zou je doen om nog vandaag van mij te zijn?
O, moet ik orgineel zijn of is dat nog te vroeg?
Doe jij maar gewoon, dat's gek genoeg
Na, nana, nanananana
't Is nog de vraag, ben ik van jou of jij van mij?
Ach, wat is 't moeilijk om een eerlijk mens te zijn
Als 't om de liefde gaat
Je kunt niet altijd zeggen wat je werkelijk voelt
Je bent bang dat je een flater slaat
Ja, mensen, doe gewoon, we doen al gek genoeg
Vooral als 't om liefde gaat
Na, nana, nanananana
Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn?
Na, nana, nanananana
Nana, nana, nana, nananananana
Na, nana, nanananana
Nana, nana, nana, nananananana
Nana, nana, nana, nananananana
Dinsdag 25 oktober 1988
Pistol Packin' Mama
Pistol Packin' Mama
Composer(s): Al Dexter
Performer(s): Al Dexter;
and various other artists
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing
And I'll woo you every day
I'll be your regular mama
And I'll put that gun away
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!
Oh, she kicked out my windshield
And she hit me over the head
She cussed and cried and said I lied
And she wished that I was dead
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
We're 3 tough gals
From deep down Texas way
We got no pals
They don't like the way we play
We're a rough rootin' tootin' shootin' trio
But you ought to see my sister Cleo
She's a terror make no error
But there ain't no nicer terror
Here's what we tell her
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Pappy made a batch of corn
The revenuers came
The draugh was slow
So now they know
You can't do that to Mame
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Oh, singing songs in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Oh, pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down
Maandag 24 oktober 1988
Sky Pilot
Sky Pilot
Composer(s): John Weider; Victor Briggs; Barry Jenkins; Eric Burdon
First release by: The Animals - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
He blesses the boys as they stand in life
The smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine
He's here to help them all that he can
To make them feel wanted he's a good holy man
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky
He smiles at the young soldiers
Tells them it's all right
He knows of their fears in the forthcoming fight
Soon there'll be blood and many will die
Mother and fathers back home they will cry
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky
He humbles a prayer and it ends with a smile
The order is given they move down the line
But he'll stay behind and he'll meditate
But it won't stop to bleeding or is the hate
As the young men move out into the battle zone
He feels good with god you're never alone
He feels so tired and he lays on his bed
Hopes the men will find courage
In the words that he's said
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky
You're soldiers of god you must understand
The fate of your country is in your young hands
May god give you strength do your job really well
If it all was worth in only time it will tell
In the morning they returned with tears in their eyes
The stench of death drifts up to the skies
A young soldier so it looks at the sky bright
Remember the words thou shalt not kill
Maandag 24 oktober 1988
Pissin' In The Wind
Pissin' In The Wind
Composer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Chorus:
Pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
Makin' the same mistakes, we swore we'd never make again
And we're pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren
About the time I called this Guy it was four in the morning
Teach me the words to the song I was humming
He just laughed and he said that the ole grey cat is sneakin' down the hall
But all he wants to know is who in the hell is paying for the call
Chorus
Now this Nunn called me up, it was eight in the morning
Wanted to know how in the world am I doin'
He just laughed and he said get together boy, and fall on by the house
Some Gonzo buddies would like to play anything your's picking now
Chorus
Now we worked and we suffered and struggled
Makin' our record till we got it right
Now we're waiting on the check to come sneaking down the hall
Like that old time feeling
That we never should have ever put the record out at all
Chorus
That the answer my friend is just pissin' in the wind
The answer is pissin' in the sink
Zondag 23 oktober 1988
Après Toi
Après Toi
(Dutch Version: Zonder Jou - 2006)
Composer(s): Leo Leandros; Klaus Munro; Yves Dessca
First performance by: Vicky Leandros - 1972
Tu t'en vas
L'amour a pour toi
Le sourire d'une autre
Je voudrais mais ne peux t'en vouloir
Désormais
Tu vas m'oublier
Ce n'est pas de ta faute
Et pourtant tu dois savoir
Qu'après toi
Je ne pourrai plus vivre, non plus vivre
Qu'en souvenir de toi
Après toi
J'aurai les yeux humides
Les mains vides, le cœur sans joie
Avec toi
J'avais appris à rire
Et mes rires ne viennent que par toi
Après toi je ne serai que l'ombre
De ton ombre
Après toi
Même une jour si je fais ma vie
Si je tiens la promesse
Qui unit peut-être pour toujours
Après toi
Je pourrai peut-être
Donner de ma tendresse
Mais plus rien de mon amour
Après toi
Je ne pourrai plus vivre, non plus vivre
Qu'en souvenir de toi
Après toi
J'aurai les yeux humides
Les mains vides, le cœur sans joie
Avec toi
J'avais appris à rire
Et mes rires ne viennent que par toi
Après toi je ne serai que l'ombre
De ton ombre
Après toi
Zondag 23 oktober 1988
Pisanlov
Pisanlov
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Nena no te vayas
quisiera obligarte a ser feliz
y no puedo...
tengo miedo, inútil ocultarlo
basta ya, maldito corazón...
Cada vez que sueñes
cada vez que sueñes yo estaré
soñándote...
y en un árbol del jardín de los deseos
grabaremos el símbolo
de Pisanlov!
Lov, todo el mundo quiere Pisanlov!
Lov, se mata y se muere Pisanlov!
Lov, psicodelicadamente amor...
Luna tu que la puedes ver
dile que lo hice sin querer
queriendo que 2 más 2 sumen 5
la ironía de un mundo distinto
Lov, todo el mundo quiere Pisanlov!
Lov, se mata y se muere Pisanlov!
Lov, psicodelicadamente amor...
Lov, Lov
Yo quiero vivir en la utopía
que algún día... Pisanlov!!!
Lov, todo el mundo quiere Pisanlov!
se mata y se muere Pisanlov!
Lov, psicodelicadamente amor...
Zaterdag 22 oktober 1988
Zonder Jou (Gary Hagger)
Zonder Jou
(Adapted from: Après Toi - 1972)
Composer(s): Leo Leandros; Klaus Munro; Yves Dessca; Mieke
Performer(s): Garry Hagger - 2006
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu
Eeuwig, ik zei 'dit is voor eeuwig'
'k Zweerde trouw tot de dood
In voorspoed en nood zou ik bij je zijn
Maar eeuwig duurde niet zo lang
En ik werd bang, dat jij niet van me hield
Dus ik liet je even gaan
Had ik beter niet gedaan
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij
Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij
Want toen was het beter
Wij hier met z'n twee
Beter, met jou was zoveel beter (zoveel beter)
Maar je weet hoe het gaat, spijt komt te laat
Dat zie ik nu
En nu weet ik pas, toen jij er was
Had ik het naar m'n zin
Waarom liet ik jou toch gaan
Had ik beter niet gedaan
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij
Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij
Want toen was het beter
Wij hier met z'n twee
Weet je, mis jij mij ook een beetje
Kom dan vlug naar me toe
'k Ben 't alleen zijn zo moe
Ik wil je bij me
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
Want toen was het beter
Wij samen, wij samen
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee
Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee
Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee
Maar wat nu, ohoh
Had ik jou nu maar bij mij
Dan liet ik je nooit meer vrij
En dan wordt het beter
Wij samen, wij hier met z'n twee
Zaterdag 22 oktober 1988
Piruetas
Piruetas
Composer(s): Bacalov; Sergio Bardotti; Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Uma pirueta
Duas piruetas
Bravo, bravo
Superpiruetas
Ultrapiruetas
Bravo, bravo
Salta sobre
A arquibancada
E tomba de nariz
Que a moçada
Vai pedir bis
Que a moçada
Vai pedir bis
Quatro cambalhotas
Cinco cambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Arequicambalhotas
Hipercambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Rompe a lona
Beija as nuvens
Tomba de nariz
Que os jovens
Vão pedir bis
Que os jovens
Vão pedir bis
No intervalo
Tem cheirim de macarrão
E a barriga ronca
Mais do que um trovão
Quero um prato
Cê tá louco
Quero um pouco
Cê tá chato
Só um pedaço
Cê tá gordo
Eu te mordo
Seu palhaço
Olha o público
Cansado de esperar
O espetáculo não
Pode parar
Vinte piruetas
Trinta piruetas
Bravo, bravo
Polipiruetas
Maxipiruetas
Bravo, bravo
Sobe ao céu
Fura a calota
E tomba de bumbum
Que a patota
Grita mais um
Que a patota
Grita mais um
No intervalo
Tem cheirim de macarrão
E a barriga ronca
Mais do que um leão
Quero um prato
Cê tá louco
Quero um pouco
Cê tá chato
Só um pedaço
Cê tá gordo
Eu te mordo
Seu palhaço
Olha o público
Cansado de esperar
O espetáculo
Não pode parar
Dez mil cambalhotas
Cem mil cambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Maxicambalhotas
Extracambalhotas
Bravo, bravo
Salta além
Da atmosfera
E cai onde cair
Que a galera
Morre de rir
Que a galera
Morre de rir
Ai, minhas costelas
Já tô vendo estrelas
Bravo, bravo
Ai, minha cachola
Não tô bom da bola
Bravo, bravo
Lona... nuvens
Tomba no hospital
Uma pirueta
Uma cabriola
Uma cambalhota
Não tô bom da bola
E o pessoal
Delira...
Maxipirulito...
Ultravioleta...
Bravo, bravo!
Vrijdag 21 oktober 1988
Sky High
Sky High
Composer(s): Clive Scott; Des Dyer
Performer(s): Jigsaw
Blown Round By The Wind
Thrown Down In a Spin
I Gave You Love
I Thought That We Had Made It To The Top
I Gave You All I Had To Give
Why Did It Have To Stop
You've Blown It All Sky High
By Telling Me a Lie
Without a Reason Why
You've Blown It All Sky High
You, You've Blown It All Sky High
Our Love Had Wings To Fly
We Could Have Touched The Sky
You've Blown It All Sky High
Up Round I've Flown
Then Down Down Like a Stone
I Gave You Love ..
Vrijdag 21 oktober 1988
Pirates
Pirates
Composer(s): Nick Thorkelson
Performer(s): Peter Tork
Listen up alla you pirates
You buccaneers and such
Take a sad warning from my sad song
And don't push your luck too much
I used to run all around town
Makin' and breakin' love
But all my runnin' didn't seem so cunnin'
When push came down to shove
Chorus:
'Cause when I came upon you, Baby
I didn't know what it was all about
'Cause when I ran, and then I ran
From true love
And then I ran
Until my heart gave out
Thinkin' about those hot nights
When the neighbors began to talk.
I thought love was easy to get
Until I took a walk
Now I'm here in a cold place
Sittin' so all alone
I didn't know it could be so bad
Until I quit my happy home
Chorus
And didn't it always seem that you can't keep
A good man down?
But when I came of age
Livin' it up was all the rage
Chorus
Donderdag 20 oktober 1988
À La Folie Ou Pas Du Tout
À La Folie Ou Pas Du Tout
First performance by: Serge & Christine Ghisoland - 1972
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs
(Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs)
Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille
(Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille)
Un peu beaucoup: ces mots nous feraient peur
Ce n'est jamais assez au gré du cœur
L'amour n'est rien s'il ne nous rend pas fous
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout
L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou
Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi
On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
Donderdag 20 oktober 1988
Pipeliner Blues
Pipeliner Blues (aka Old Pipeliner)
Composer(s): Moon Mullican
Performer(s): Moon Mullican;
and various other artists
I'm an old pipeliner, I lay my line all day
I'm an old pipeliner, I lay my line all day
I got four or five women waiting to draw my pay
I lay my line until the sun goes down
I lay my line until the sun goes down
Home to my woman, the meanest gal in town
When you see me coming, raise your window high
When you see me coming, raise your window high
See me leaving, hang your head and cry
You never miss your water until the well runs dry
You never miss your water until the well runs dry
You never miss your baby until she says goodbye
Woensdag 19 oktober 1988
Sky Fits Heaven
Sky Fits Heaven
Composer(s): Madonna; Patrick Leonard
Performer(s): Madonna
Sky fits heaven so fly it
That's what the prophet said to me
Child fits mother so hold your baby tight
That's what my future could see
Fate fits karma so use it
That's what the wise man said to me
Love fits virtue so hold on to the light
That's what our future will be
Traveling down this road
Watching the signs as I go
I think I'll follow the sun
Isn't everyone just
Traveling down their own road
Watching the signs as they go
I think I'll follow my heart
It's a very good place to start
Traveling down my own road
Watching the signs as I go
Traveling down my own road
And I'm watching the signs as they go
Traveling, traveling
Watching the signs as I go
Hand fits giving so do it
That's what the Gospel said to me
Life fits living so let your judgments go
That's how our future should be
Traveling down this road
Watching the signs as I go
I think I'll follow the sun
Isn't everyone just
Traveling down their own road
Watching the signs as they go
I think I'll follow my heart
It's a very good place to start
Traveling down my own road
Watching the signs as they go
Traveling down my own road
And I'm watching the signs as I go
Traveling, traveling
Watching the signs as I go
Woensdag 19 oktober 1988
Piove (Ciao Ciao Bambina)
