Zaterdag 11 februari 1989
Smarty
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden.
Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
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All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
Smarty
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Zaterdag 11 februari 1989
Please Search The Book Again
Please Search The Book Again
Composer(s): Jerry Goff
Performer(s): Greg Watson
I dreamed that I had died and gone to heaven
I stood just outside the eastern gate
The Man from within said, "Have you been born again
And is your name written in the Book of Life?"
Chorus:
Please search the book again; I thought my name was there!
I went to church on Sunday, tho' I never knelt in prayer
Please search the book again; it's too late now, I know
Please search the book again before you make me go!
I told Him all the deeds that I had done
I told Him all the trophies I had won
But the Man said to me, "Have you been set free
And is your name written in the Book of Life?"
Chorus
And then He turned and left me standing there
I knew it was too late now for prayer
Oh, my sinner friend, if you want to make it in
Your name must be in the Book of Life
Chorus
Vrijdag 10 februari 1989
Jennie, Jennie (English Version)
Jennie, Jennie
Composer(s): Lars Berghagen
First performance by: Lars Berghagen - 1975
Jennie, Jennie
I know that tonight you're alone in your room with a note in your hand
In your dreams you're regretting, but never forgetting
That often, you doubt where you stand
Your phonograph spins out a tune, you see pictures in your memory
I know that you're crying, but there's no denying
That time has a different melody
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - can't you see the world is yours?
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - life has still so much in store to give you
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - you must change your tune somehow
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - live your life and live it now
You long for the world that you loved and you want to be there once again
But your diary's confessions are like signs that the ocean
Erased forever from the sand
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - can't you see the world is yours?
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - life has still so much in store to give you
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - you must change your tune somehow
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - live your life and live it now
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - can't you see the world is yours?
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - life has still so much in store to give you
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - you must change your tune somehow
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - live your life and live it now
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - can't you see the world is yours?
Jennie, Jennie, Jennie, Jennie - life has still so much in store to give you
Vrijdag 10 februari 1989
Please Say You Want Me
Please Say You Want Me
Composer(s): Donald Hayes
Performer(s): The Schoolboys
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Please say you want me to (to be your love)
I have always wanted you (to be my love)
When there's stars up in the sky (you realize)
Then you will realize (that you belong to me)
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
I have cried so much for you (for you, my dear)
I have almost died for you (for you, my dear)
I hope you do decide (to be my love)
Then you will realize (that you belong to me)
Please say that you love me
Oh-oooooooooh, please be mine
Please say that you care for me
Then I'll stop this crying over you
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Please say you want me to (to be your love)
I have always wanted you (to be my love)
When there's stars up in the sky (you realize)
Then you will realize (that you belong to me)
Donderdag 9 februari 1989
Small World
Small World
Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim
First performance/First release by: Ethel Merman - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
[Rose:]
Funny, you're a stranger who's come here
come from another town
Funny, I'm a stranger myself here
Small world, isn't it?
Funny, you're a man who goes traveling
rather than settling down
Funny, 'cause I'd love to go traveling
Small world, isn't it?
We have so much in common
it's a phenomenon
We could pool our resources
by joining forces from now on
Lucky, you're a man who likes children
That's an important sign
Lucky, I'm a woman with children
Small world, isn't it?
Funny, isn't it small and funny and fine?
[Herbie:]
We have so much in common
it's a phenomenon
We could pool our resources
by joining forces from now on
[R:] Lucky, you're a man who likes children
[H:] That's an important sign
[R:] Lucky
[H:] You're a
[R & H:] woman with children
Small world, isn't it?
[R:] Funny, isn't it
[H:] isn't it
[R & H:] small and funny and fine?
Donderdag 9 februari 1989
Please Return Your Love To Me
Please Return Your Love To Me
Composer(s): Barrett Strong; Norman Whitfield
Performer(s): The Temptations
(Please return your love to me, girl)
(Forgive me for the wrong I've done)
And, oh, baby
I cry myself to sleep at night
For fear of a-never holdin' you tight at all, baby (whoa, baby)
I miss ya more with each passin' day
Every night on my knees I pray
Oh, oh, baby (please)
[Chorus:]
(Return your love to me, girl)
(Forgive me for the wrong I've done
(Without your love, I'm just no good)
(For I am just a lonely boy)
I'm sorry for the wrong I've done
Now I know how it feels to lose that special someone (whoa, baby)
I need you more than words can say
Without your love I can't face another day
Oh, (please)
(Return your love to me, girl)
(Forgive me for the wrong I've done
(Without your love, I'm just no good)
(I am just a lonely one)
Oh, no, no-o-o-o, babe
If there's a heav'n above you'll be my one and only love (and, oh, baby)
I can't control the glow in me
Girl, come on and an' see about me
(Oh, ple-ea-ease)
(Return your love to me, girl)
(Forgive me for the wrong I've done
(Without your love, I'm just no good)
(I am just a lonely one)
I'm a lonely one
I'm a lonely one
I'm a lonely one
I'm just a lonelyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy onnnnnnnnnnnnne (I am just a)
(Please, return your love to me, girl)
(Forgive me for the wrong I've done
(Without your love, I'm just no good)
(I am just a lonely one)
Woensdag 8 februari 1989
Tú Volverás (Sergio & Estîbaliz)
Tú Volverás
First performance by: Sergio & Estîbaliz - 1975
Volveras a ser la chica sencilla
que tomo el tren de la vida antes de ser mujer
Volveras, bajate en marcha si puedes
y aunque los años no vuelven
tu volveras, volveras
Toma tu vida y tu mochila
Volveras, aunque vestida de olvido
incluso para el amigo que te enseño a besar
Volveras, siempre es mas corto el camino
y aunque vuelvas de vacio
volveras, volveras
Toma tu vida y tu mochila
vuelve ya
Se que abandonaste tus olivos
tu familia y amigos, por triunfar
pero no te importe si alguien piensa
que has jugado y perdido
vuelve ya
Volveras ahora que el tren se detiene
que ya ha nevado en tus sienes
volveras, volveras
Toma tu vida y tu mochila
vuelve ya
Volveras, volveras
Toma tu vida y tu mochila
Volveras
Woensdag 8 februari 1989
Please Mr. Postman
Please Mr. Postman
French Title: Monsieur Le Facteur
Composer(s): Robert Bateman; Georgia Dobbins;
William Garrett; Freddie Gorman; Brian Holland
Performer(s): The Beatles;
and various other artists
(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
(Wait)
Wait Mister Postman
Please Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag for me
(Please, Please Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Oh yeah)
For me to hear from that boy of mine
There must be some word today
From my boyfriend so far away
Pleas Mister Postman, look and see
If there's a letter, a letter for me
I've been standin' here waitin' Mister Postman
So patiently
For just a card, or just a letter
Sayin' he's returnin' home to me
(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag for me
(Please, Please Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Oh yeah)
For me to hear from that boy of mine
So many days you passed me by
See the tears standin' in my eyes
You didn't stop to make me feel better
By leavin' me a card or a letter
(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag for me
(Please, Please Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Why don't you check it and see one more time for me, you gotta)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(C'mon deliver the letter, the sooner the better)
Mister Postman
Dinsdag 7 februari 1989
Small Town
Small Town
Composer(s): Max Nesbitt; Harry Nesbitt; Morton Fraser
Performer(s): Cyril Grantham
Small town, at long last I’m on my way
Thought of you night and day
Yearn for that new mown hay
Small town I’m on my way home
Big town, my pockets I thought you’d fill
I mention upon a hill
I fell like Jack and Jill
Small town I’m on my way home
I don’t see why
I should keep on hanging around
I’ve stayed so long
In the end it just got me down
Small town you’ve been such a memory
And now I can plainly see
There’s no other place for me
Small town I’m on my way home
Dinsdag 7 februari 1989
Please Mr. Moon Don't Tell On Me
Please Mr. Moon Don't Tell On Me
Performer(s): Hartman's Heartbreakers
As I drive into the moon
As I leave my baby behind me
I think of all the love we shared
And I just wanna go back home
Please Mr Moon
Won't you tell her that I love her
And I'll be home just as soon as I can
It's a shame we have to be apart
But for a singer it's the only way to be
When I think of her sweet smile
And all the kindness in her heart
All the love she gives to me
It just makes me wanna cry
Please Mr Moon
Won't you tell her that I love her
And I'll be home just as soon as I can
It's a shame we have to be apart
But for a singer it's the only way to be
Now here I am on the road back home
And I know she'll be waiting for me
With a smile so warm and tender
And a sweet, "Hello my darling"
Please Mr Moon
Won't you tell her that I love her
And I'm on my way back home
And I will give her all my love
Until I have to leave again
Please Mr Moon
Won't you tell her that I love her
And I'll be home just as soon as I can
It's a shame we have to be apart
But for a singer it's the only way to be
But for a singer it's the only way to be
But for a singer it's the only way to be
Maandag 6 februari 1989
Madrugada
Madrugada
First performance by: Duarta Mendes - 1975
Dos que morreram sem saber porquê
Dos que teimaram em silêncio e frio
Da força nascida no medo
E a raiva à solta manhã cedo
Fazem-se as margens do meu rio
Das cicatrizes do meu chão antigo
E da memória do meu sangue em fogo
Da escuridão a abrir em cor
Do braço dado e a arma flor
Fazem-se as margens do meu povo
Canta-se a gente que a si mesma se descobre
E acorda vozes arraiais
Canta-se a terra que a si mesma se devolve
Que o canto assim nunca é demais
Em cada veia o sangue espera a vez
Em cada fala se persegue o dia
E assim se aprendem as marés
Assim se cresce e ganha pé
Rompe a canção que não havia
Acordem luzes nos umbrais que a tarde cega
Acordem vozes e arraiais
Cantem despertos na manhã que a noite entrega
Que o canto assim nunca é demais
Cantem marés por essas praias de sargaços
Acordem vozes, arraiais
Corram descalços rente ao cais, abram abraços
Que o canto assim nunca é demais
O canto assim nunca é demais
Maandag 6 februari 1989
Please Mr. Johnson
Please Mr. Johnson
Composer(s): Esther Navarro; R. Spencer
Performer(s): The Cadillacs;
and various other artists
Our pockets are empty
We are broke
We ain't got a dime
To buy a Coke
Can we have some credit
At the candy store?
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, no mo'!)
Wash the windows
We will mop
If you'll give us two
Red lollipops
We'll keep all the alley cats
Out-a the store
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, no mo'!)
Offer our service
Ev'ryday after school
Work for you
Instead of playin' pool
Clean up the store
So Spic and Span
(Please Mr. Johnson
Be a real nice man?)
Do our best
At your command
If you let us work
Behind the candy stand
When you go shoppin'
We will watch the store
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, a-no mo'!)
Offer our service
Ev'ryday after school
Work for you
Instead of playin' pool
Clean up the store
So Spic and Span
(Please Mr. Johnson
Be a real nice man?)
Do our best
At your command
If you let us work
Behind the candy stand
When you go shoppin'
We will watch the store
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, a-no mo'!)
Do our best
At your command
If you let us work
Behind the candy stand
When you go shoppin'
We will watch the store
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, a-no mo'!)
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, a-no more!)
(Please Mr. Johnson?
Uh-uh, I said, no mo'!)
Zondag 5 februari 1989
Small Fry
Small Fry
Composer(s): Frank Loesser; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Bing Crosby, Fred MacMurray, Donald O'Connor
and multiple other artists
Here comes that good for nothin' brat of a boy
He's such a devil I could whip him with joy
He's been carousin' at the burleycue
Just watch me teach him with the sole of my shoe
Small fry, struttin' by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my, put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
Small fry, dancin' for a penny
Small fry, countin' up how many
My, my, just listen here to me
You ain't the biggest catfish in the sea
You practice peckin' all day long to some old radio song
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, you better listen to your paw
And someday practice the law
And then you'll be a real success
Yes, small fry, you kissed the neighbour's daughter
Small fry, shoulda stay in shallow water
Seems I should take you cross my knee
You ain't the biggest catfish in the sea
You've got your feet all soakin' wet
You'll be the death of me yet
Oh me, oh my, small fry
Zondag 5 februari 1989
Please Mr. Gravedigger
Please Mr. Gravedigger
Composer(s): David Bowie
Performer(s): David Bowie
There's a little churchyard just along the way
It used to be Lambeth's finest array
Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
Til the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot
And in this little yard, there's a little old man
With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and digging graves
He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home
"Ah-choo, excuse me"
Please Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
Please Mr. Gravedigger, I couldn't care
If you found a golden locket full of some girl's hair
And you put it in your pocket
"God, it's pouring down"
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
She thinks it's down below with the rest of her toys
And Ma wouldn't understand, so I won't tell
So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in your pocket
Yes, Mr. GD, you see me every day
Standing in the same spot by a certain grave
Mary-Ann was only 10, full of life and oh so gay
And I was the wicked man who took her life away
Very selfish, Oh God
No, Mr. GD, you won't tell
And just to make sure that you keep it to yourself
I've started digging holes myself
And this one here's for you
"Lifted our girl, she apparently doesn't know of it
Hello missus, thought she'd be a little girl
Bloody obscene, catch pneumonia or something in this rain"
Zaterdag 4 februari 1989
Old-Man Fiddle
Old-Man Fiddle
First performance by: Pihasoittajat - 1975
The door opens wide – every head turns round to stare
He steps inside with raindrops on his hair
A grey old man with legs a-limping, he finds himself a chair
Then he lifts a fiddle and bow with gentle care
And just like sunlight out of the rain, old man fiddle's come to play again
And light this night up into flame
Just his dancing fiddling bow brings to life all sleepy toes
In this old heart till morning glows
So kiss the blues goodbye
Let the mountain melody brighten the night and make the good times fly
Feet are dancing free in ragtime reverie
Pick up your lazy legs and give it a try
We sang along into the dawn till our cares were just memories
Danced in time to country tunes
In some valley he lives free, where his notes ripen on the trees
Underneath the harvest moon
So kiss the blues goodbye
Let the mountain melody brighten the night and make the good times fly
Feet are dancing free in ragtime reverie
Pick up your lazy legs and give it a try
In the gentle falling rain, you could still hear the loving sound
That filled the night with memories
And when the skies are turning grey, bring him back here to play again
He'll waken blossoms on the trees
So kiss the blues goodbye
Let the mountain melody brighten the night and make the good times fly
Feet are dancing free in ragtime reverie
Pick up your lazy legs and give it a try
Zaterdag 4 februari 1989
Please Love Me Forever
Please Love Me Forever
Composer(s): Ollie Blanchard; John Malone
Performer(s): Tommy Edwards;
and various other artists
Please love me forever
Don't forget me ever
Just listen to my plea
Please don't stop loving me
You're in my dreams nightly
Don't take my love lightly
Begging on bended knee
Please don't stop loving me
Oh, when I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord your love I'll keep
If I should die before I wake
I'll come back for you
That's no mistake
Oh, I'll love you forever
Can't forget you ever
Our love was meant to be
Please don't stop loving me
I'll love you forever
Can't forget you ever
Our love was meant to be
Please don't stop loving me
Vrijdag 3 februari 1989
Small Axe
Small Axe
Composer(s): Lee Perry; Bob Marley
First release by: Bob Marley - 1971
Why boasteth thyself
Oh, evil men
Playing smart
And not being clever?
I said, you're working iniquity
To achieve vanity (if a-so a-so)
But the goodness of Jah, Jah
I-dureth for-I-ver
So if you are the big tree
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
These are the words
Of my master, keep on tellin' me
No weak heart
Shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, fall in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it (... fall in it)
If you are the big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe, sharp and ready
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
(To cut you down)
(To cut you down)
These are the words
Of my master, tellin' me that
No weak heart
Shall prosper
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall fall in it, uh, bury in it
And whosoever diggeth a pit
Shall bury in it, uh (... bury in it)
If you are the big, big tree
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
If you are the big, big tree, let me tell you that
We are the small axe
Ready to cut you down (well sharp)
To cut you down
Sharpened ...
Vrijdag 3 februari 1989
Please Hurt Me
Please Hurt Me
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King
Performer(s): Little Eva; The Crystals
If you gotta hurt somebody, please hurt me
and if you gotta break a heart, then please break mine
I won't cry if you deceive me
I'll take it with a smile
I know someday you will leave me
But at least I'll have you for a while
So darlin', if you gotta hurt somebody, please hurt me
and if I have to be a plaything, that's what I'll be
Please hurt me, oh please hurt me
Come on & please hurt me
Why don't you please hurt me
Donderdag 2 februari 1989
Une Chanson C'est Une Lettre
Une Chanson C'est Une Lettre
Composer(s): Boris Bergman; André Popp
First performance by: Sophie - 1975
Vois-tu? – La chanson c'est une lettre
Qu'on écrit pour soi et puis qu'on jette
Elle ne voit jamais la boîte aux lettres
Et pourtant
On a le courage d'y dire: "Je t'aime"
Puisque c'est un autre sur la scène
Qui vient le crier sans avoir peur
Des projecteurs
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que l'on écrit là dans sa tête
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que l'on n'envoie...
Que l'on n'envoie jamais
Les amours y sont toujours parfaites
On a jamais peur d'y être bête
Quand le cœur est prêt à se soumettre
À un cœur
Il est plus facile de dire: "Je t'aime"
À l'alexandrin de son poème
L'amour n'est jamais comme sur la scène
Dans la vie
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que l'on écrit là dans sa tête
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que ne prendra jamais plus le facteur
"Partons tous les deux sur ce navire"
Voilà des choses que je ne peux dire
Ma gorge se serre et se déchire
À l'idée
Qu'un jour il faudrait que je t'écrive
Ces mots plantés là sur l'autre rive
Faute de te faire une missive
J'ai chanté
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que l'on écrit là dans sa tête
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que ne prendra jamais le facteur
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Que l'on écrit là dans sa tête
Une chanson c'est une lettre
Qui reste en soi
Qui se froisse et qui meurt
Donderdag 2 februari 1989
Please Help The Cause Against Loneliness
