Maandag 30 maart 1992
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Sous Le Ciel De Paris
((English Version: Under Paris Skies (by Frank Chacksfield) - 1952))
Composer(s): Jean Dréjac - Hubert Giraud
First performance by: Jean Bretonnière - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
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Maandag 30 maart 1992
Handsome Johnny
Handsome Johnny
Composer(s): Lou Gossett; Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; The Flaming Lips
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Concord?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand
Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Gettysburg?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand
Marching to the Gettysburg war, hey marching to the Gettysburg war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see
Marching to the fields of Dunkirk?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand
Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Korea?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M1 in his hand
Marching to the Korean war, hey marching to the Korean war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Vietnam?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15
Marching to the Vietnam war, hey marching to the Vietnam war
Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see
Marching to the fields of Birmingham?
It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist
Marching to the Birmingham war, hey marching to the Birmingham war
Hey, it's a long hard road, it's a long hard road
It's a long hard road, before we'll be free
Hey, what's the use of singing this song, some of you are not even listening
Tell me what it is we've got to do: wait for our fields to start glistening
Wait for the bullets to start whistling
Here comes a hydrogen bomb, here comes a guided missile
Here comes a hydrogen bomb: I can almost hear its whistle
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
Se Eu Te Pudesse Abraçar
First performance by: Alma Lusa - 1998
Todas as terras do mundo
Têm alma de Portugal
Onde quer que estejas
Onde quer que vás
A saudade já lá está
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te contar
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, caminhar
Faz-se caminho ao andar
Terra mãe, pátria lar
Que a distancia faz chorar
Navegar, navegar
Sobre a terra e sobre o mar
É preciso acreditar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar.
Em todas as partes do Mundo
Há gente de Portugal
Com saudade de alguém que deixou alguém
Do outro lado do mar
Se eu te pudesse abraçar
E depois falar contigo
Tinha tanta coisa para te dizer
Meu irmão e meu amigo
Caminhar, .....
Zondag 29 maart 1992
Hands Across The Table
Hands Across The Table
Composer(s): Mitchell Parish; Jean Delettre
Performer(s): Coleman Hawkins;
and various other artists
Dinner is ended, the music is grand
Softly the lanterns gleam
Isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand
Silently lost in a dream?
Hands across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Silence is golden, so do not reply
And I shall understand
All can be told in a look of your eye
And in a touch of your hand
Hand across the table
While the lights are low
Tho' you hush your lips
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Soupçons
Soupçons
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(Italian Version: Ultimo Tango A Memphis - 1997)
Composer(s): Mark James - Michel Mallory
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1973
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Toi tu doutes de moi, moi je doute de toi
On imagine tout ce qu'on ne sait pas, oh oui
On se dit des mots des mots qui sonnent faux
On ment du cœur on ment des lèvres
On fait mourir les rêves avec des soupçons
Et un amour s'achève avec des soupçons
Écoute que ton cœur il sait
Combien je t'aime malgré tout
Si tu lisais dans mes yeux, je sais
Que toujours tu verrais vérité
Vérité, vérité, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser
Petit à petit et sans faire de bruit
Une ombre s'est glissée entre nous
Après tant d'amour et après tant de nuits
Un doute est venu pour tout briser...
Zaterdag 28 maart 1992
Hands Across The Sea
Hands Across The Sea
Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
If I could reach out
With my hands across the sea
I'd take you in my arms
And never set you free
How I'd hold you and hold you
Forever more in my heart
My love would be there
With my hands across the sea
To tell you what I feel
And what you mean to me
I'd then hold you and hold you
And never more would we part
But you're much too far
For my hands to reach out
For my heart to remind you of me
Too long is the distance between us
Too wide and too deep is the sea
Now, I can't reach out
With my hands across the sea
But there's one thing I can do
I can hope, I can pray
I can wait for you
Vrijdag 27 maart 1992
Ultimo Tango A Memphis
Ultimo Tango A Memphis
(Adapted from: Suspicious Minds - 1968)
(French Version: Soupçons - 1973)
Composer(s): Mark James - Luciano Ligabue
Performer(s): Luciano Ligabue - 1997
Camminerò
Fuori e dentro di me
Fuori da chi mi avete chiesto
Vi lascierò
In giro i giochi che ho
Voi fate pure, io
intanto, non cresco
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Camminerò
Fino a quando ce n'ho
Conosco il buio ed altri posti
E mi slaccierò
Quella cintura che so
Che ti fa dire "ci
siamo già visti?"
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
Ho un magazzino pieno
Di sogni già fatti
Alcuni ancora buoni
Parecchi son rotti
Ma ci sono eh se ci sono
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Pensi di avermi, pensi
Senza averne un'idea
Ultimo tango a Memphis
C'è chi non va più via
non va più via
Mi hanno voluto Elvis
Per la loro allegria
(Damianò)
Vrijdag 27 maart 1992
Hands Across The Border
Hands Across The Border
Composer(s): Ned Washington; Hoagy Carmichael
Performer(s): Roy Rogers
Hands across the border
Hands that reach my heart are stirring tender memories
And the touch of them will haunt me forever
Dream so much of them I'm never at ease
I've held your hands across the border
Since we've been apart
But now I want to see things through
Back where dreams are made to order in our old rendezvous
Hands across the border, calling me to you
Donderdag 26 maart 1992
Suspicious Minds
Suspicious Minds
Composer(s): Mark James
First release by: Mark James - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1973 - Soupçons
1997 - Ultimo Tango A Memphis
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
So, if an old friend I know
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let's don't let a good thing die
When honey, you know
I've never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah
Donderdag 26 maart 1992
Handprints On The Wall
Handprints On The Wall
Composer(s): Scott Innes; Claude Parish; Nelson Blanchard
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers
The wait turned into hours
Before you came my way
The smile that filled a daddy's heart
On the special day
The moment left me speechless
I didn't know what to say
Then you took your first breath
That took mine away
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall
I can't describe this feeling
Way down deep inside
The itsy-bitsy spider
Was the first thing that we tried
Patty cake, the baker's man
With your hands so very small
You could always stay this young
And I wouldn't mind at all
Days go by so quickly
Summer turns to fall
Seems like only yesterday
That you began to crawl
So don't be afraid to take that step
I'll catch you when you fall
I don't mind if you leave behind
A few handprints on the wall
Woensdag 25 maart 1992
Is Always Over Now?
Is Always Over Now?
Composer(s): Gerry Morgan
First performance by: Dawn Martin - 1998
I never thought that it would end
You were the one – my love, my friend
You were my every dream come true
Always, you said, was me and you
So how can you say it's over now?
How can you wave it all goodbye?
Always, you said, this love would be
Always, you said, was you and me
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
You touched my soul
You touched my life
You always would, you said
But now, you are taking always away
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
Is always over now?
Does it never last that long?
Were the feelings that I had
Ever right, or was it wrong?
To think that love should last
Was mistaken on my part
But you promised me the earth
(You promised me...)
And you only broke my heart
(You promised me...)
Woensdag 25 maart 1992
Handouts In The Rain
Handouts In The Rain
Composer(s): Richie Havens
Performer(s): Richie Havens; Paul Weller
You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers
"Let me go…let me go"
But we all know that's old-fashioned
And it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner
Taking handouts in the rain
You can bomb your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him until he never asks you why
You're on his land…you're on his land
But we all know that's all over
And that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country
Taking handouts in the rain
You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries
You can hurt her only if she cares
With all her heart…with all her heart
But we all know she'd be a mother
And that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain
Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise
One another…one another
But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Dinsdag 24 maart 1992
Sound Your Funky Horn
Sound Your Funky Horn
Composer(s): Harry Wayne "K.C." Casey - Clarence Reid
Performer(s): K.C. & the Sunshine Band
Bass man turn the power on
Drummer turn the beat
Tenor man come take your stand
Everybody on your feet
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Guitar keep the rhythm
Congas and the groove
When my main man gets on his horn
Everybody’s got to move
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down, ooh
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down (Get down)
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Bass man, Mr. Drummer
Keep a smile on your face
And get down Mr. Conga
Keep on keepin’ a steady pace
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down
Everybody sound your funky horn
Come on get down, ooh…hoo…
Everybody come on
Sound your funky (Ooh), let it blow (Let it blow)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it), let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it), let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Let me hear it (Let me hear it)
Dinsdag 24 maart 1992
Handle With Care
Handle With Care
Composer(s): The Traveling Wilburys
Performer(s): The Traveling Wilburys
Been beat up and battered 'round
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I've ever found
Handle me with care
Reputations changeable
Situations tolerable
Baby, you're adorable
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care
(Bridge)
Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled
I've been robbed and ridiculed
In day care centers and night schools
Handle me with care
Been stuck in airports, terrorized
Sent to meetings, hypnotized
Overexposed, commercialized
Hand me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care
(Bridge)
I've been uptight and made a mess
But I'll clean it up myself, I guess
Oh, the sweet smell of success
Handle me with care
Maandag 23 maart 1992
The One That I Love
The One That I Love
Composer(s): Jason Cassar - Sunny Aquilina
First performance by: Chiara Siracusa - 1998
Such a lovely night, when the stars are shining bright
And you're near, we're all alone, 'cause I long for you so much
I never felt this way, not before
You turn on my mind more and more
I think that I'm in love and you mean so much to me
I think I love you so, I'll never let you go
This must be love
Up there we seem to flow, I'm certain and now I know
For me, yes, you're just the one
The one that I love
Such a lovely sight, when the colours shine so bright
And you're near, we're all alone, and I feel so warm inside
I never felt this way all my life
You came like spring sunshine, gave me life
I think that I'm in love and you mean so much to me
I think I love you so, I'll never let you go
This must be love
Up there we seem to flow, I'm certain and now I know
For me, yes, you're just the one
The one that I love
For me, yes, you're just the one
The one that I love
Maandag 23 maart 1992
Handcuffs
Handcuffs
Composer(s): George Clinton; Glen Goins; John McLaughlin
Performer(s): Parliament
Oh, do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Do I have to keep under lock and key?
Do I have to put hand cuffs on you, mama?
Now we both know that's not how it should be
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
You're a sweet fine sexy woman and you're good to a man
Cause if I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama
I hope that you will understand
If I have to keep you barefoot and pregnant
Oh, to keep you here in my world
(Lay down, girl) lay down and take off-a your shoes
Cause I'm a-gonna do to you
What it is I got to do
If we've been fighting like you say that we do
I know you won't mind, if I'm possessive, now would you?
You preach about lovin', you know it is to blame
That's why I can ask you and not even feel ashamed
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Are you susceptible to flatter and game? (Lord we can game)
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Will you submit to the first human to be called a name?
Cause if I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama
Don't you know I know, that that would be uncool
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
I don't mind, I'll offer the moon, yeah
Yeah, I'll be the fool
I don't care if I'm lookin' like a chauvenistic kind of whatever
Some kind, Carl, you can go to hell
If I find that I need some help
Gonna put on my chastity belt
What it is, I got to do
If we've been fighting like you say that we do
Then you won't mind, if I'm possessive, now would you?
You preach about lovin', you know it is to blame
That's why I can ask you and not even feel ashamed
Oh, do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Do I have to keep under lock and key? (ahhh)
Do I have to put hand cuffs on you, mama?
Now we both know that's not how it should be
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Are you susceptible to flatter and game? (Lord we can game)
Do I have to put my hand cuffs on you, mama?
Girl, you're a sweet fine sexy woman and you're good to man
Will you submit to the first human to be called a name?
Hopin' you, hopin' you will understand
Zondag 22 maart 1992
Sound The Bell
Sound The Bell
Composer(s): Clarence Garlow - W. Shuler
Performer(s): Johnny Winter; Brophy Dale
I went out and got married
Thought I'd live a happy life
But before I could settle down
Another man had stole my wife
Well, sound the bell-yes it feels so sad
Nobody knows, the troubles I had-no
If you see my woman, won't you tell her for me
That you left me crying, and my heart's in misery
Well, sound the bell-well I feel so sad
Nobody knows, the troubles I had (long "no")
("yeah")
You might think I'm crazy, but I'll never love again
I'm going back home to my mama, 'cause she's my only friend
Sound the bell-Lord, I feel so sad
Nobody knows, the troubles I had-no
Nobody knows, the troubles I had (with a loud "no")
Nobody knows the troubles I had
Zondag 22 maart 1992
Handbags And Gladrags
Handbags And Gladrags
Composer(s): Michael d'Abo
Performer(s): Mike d'Abo;
and various other artists
Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old
Trying to make herself a bride
And what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Once I was a young man
And all I thought I had to do was smile
So listen all you young girls
Who have bought everything that’s in style
‘Cos once you think you're in you're out
For you don't mean a thing without
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake ‘em all in a pie
They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw away
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
And what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Zaterdag 21 maart 1992
Guildo Hat Euch Lieb!
Guildo Hat Euch Lieb!
Composer(s): Alf Igel
First performance by: Guildo Horn & Die Orthopaedischen Struempfe - 1998
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Und wenn's auch mal Traenen gibt
Kommt er rueber und singt fuer euch Lieder
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Es gab eine Zeit
Eine Zeit voller Zaertlichkeit
Da wurde Knuddeln und Knutschen und Lieben
Immer gross geschrieben
Ich denk' gern zurueck an die Zeit
Voller Harmonie und Glueck
Als ich taeglich in ein Poesiealbum schrieb:
Piep, Piep, Piep, Ich hab Dich lieb
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Und wenn's auch mal Traenen gibt
Kommt er rueber und singt fuer euch Lieder
Guildo hat Euch lieb
In meiner kleinen Welt
In der der eine zum anderen haelt
Und in der Deine Traenen nicht luegen
Lernen Traeume fliegen
Da waer' ich so gern
Waer' den Sternen nicht mehr all zu fern
Von dort schick ich Euch meinen Liebesbeweis
Nussecken und Himbeereis
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Und wenn's auch mal Traenen gibt
Kommt er rueber und singt fuer euch Lieder
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Und wenn's auch mal Traenen gibt
Kommt er rueber und singt fuer euch Lieder
Guildo hat Euch lieb
Zaterdag 21 maart 1992
Hand To Hold On To
