Vrijdag 26 maart 1993
Call Me (Feminnem)
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Call Me
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Vrijdag 26 maart 1993
Hey Little One
Hey Little One
Composer(s): Dorsey Burnette; Barry de Vorzon
Performer(s): J. Frank Wilson;
and various other artists
Hey... little one
So far from home
And so alone
Hey... little one
I'm just li-ike you
I'm lonely too
The road of life is a long long roa-oad
When you walk alo-o-o-one
Then I found you
And I found a lo-ove
A love I've never know-ow-ow-own
A love I've never know-own
Hey...
Hey, Hey, Hey - little one
Don't go away
Tell me you'll stay
Hey... Hey, Hey, Hey - little one
I'm just like you
I'm so-o lo-onely too...
Donderdag 25 maart 1993
Standing At The Crossroads Of Love
Standing At The Crossroads Of Love
Composer(s): Lamont Dozier - Eddie Holland - Brian Holland
Performer(s): Diana Ross & the Supremes
I'm standing at the crossroads of love
I'm standing at the crossroads of love
Don't know which way to go
Don't know which way to turn
Though the love I give is not returned
For that boy
My heart still yearns
So I'm standing at the crossroads of love
'Cause when I'm with him he mistreats me
Runs around and cause me misery
But I love him
I can't deny
And without him
I'd surely die
It hurts to be with him
And it hurts to be without him
So I'm standing at the crossroads of love
Just standing at the crossroads of love
Don't know which way
Don't know which way to go
Don't know which way
Don't know which way to turn
There's always tears on my pillow
'Cause I'm always in the middle
Of heartache and emotion
Heartbreak and devotion
Loving, caring, when it's despairing
Trying to be true
Though it makes me blue
So I'm standing at the crossroads of love
Just standing at the crossroads of love
Don't know which way to turn
Don't know which way to turn
I'm standing at the crossroads
Donderdag 25 maart 1993
Hey Little Hen
Hey Little Hen
Composer(s): Ralph Butler; Noel Gay
Performer(s): Nat Gonella;
Chas and Dave; Joe Loss
(Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck)
(Spoken)
Hey, little hen, how about laying me an egg
(Chicken noises to music)
Now, listen, cut out the singing
I want you to lay me an egg
("Too tired"….in chicken voice)
Too tired, nothing
Lay me an egg!
("Are you registered with me?" …….in chicken voice)
Now listen, I don't want to be registered with you, I'll probably pull a feather off you in a minute
(Squawk, cluck, cluck, cluck)
(Squawk, cluck, cluck, cluck)
Now don't get mad, don't get mad
I had a lot of chickens, a large chicken run
But owing to conditions I'm now down to one
I give her all the tit-bits the dear little thing
And just to keep her up to scratch, I go to her and sing
Hey little hen, when, when, when
Will you lay me an egg for my tea
Hey little hen, when, when, when
Will you try to supply one for me
Get into your nest
Do your little best
Get it off your chest
I can do the rest
Hey little hen, when, when, when
Will you lay me an egg for my tea
Woensdag 24 maart 1993
Nobody Home
Nobody Home
Performer(s): Jeff Lynne
I can tell by the way
There ain't no lights in the windows
And by the way your curtains hang
Yeah, I know which way the wind blows
I said no, I said no, I said no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
You went away, what a heavy load
You must have took it with you
Down and out, to no thanks to boat
But no one can get ya
I said no, I said no, I said no, ain't nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody home
From the way that you act
I guess you haven't been there
By the look in your eyes
There's nobody been there
I said no, I said no, I said no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said no, I said no, I said no no no, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
I said nobody, nobody home
Nobody home, nobody home
Ain't nobody home, nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Woensdag 24 maart 1993
Hey Lawdy Mama
Hey Lawdy Mama
Composer(s): Larry Byrom; Jerry Edmonton; John Kay
Performer(s): Steppenwolf
You'd like to show me all around
Thank you girl but I know this town
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
Don't you know they're all the same
Only difference is the name
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
Three motels, dusty cars
Movie shows and a dozen bars
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
Only thing that I can say
We'll be here for just one day
Chorus:
Baby, don't you know
We're leaving early in the mornin
So long I don't know
We might be back next year
Maybe it just might be never
Don't you worry 'bout it
So long, good to know
Your smilin' face was here
This town is boring you to tears
Nothing in the world ever happens here
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
Don't you know you gotta help
Nothing ever happens by itself
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
If no one will share the load
Go pack your bag for the open road
It's all right hey lawdy mama, it's all right
Try to find someone like you
Hope he'll tell you what to do
Repeat Chorus
Dinsdag 23 maart 1993
Nobody Hurt No One
Nobody Hurt No One
Composer(s): Viktor Drobych - Mary Applegate - JP Järvinen
First performance by: Natalia Podolskaya - 2005
Hello sweet America
Where did our dream disappear?
Look at little Erica
All she learns today is the fear
You deny the truth
You just having fun
Till your child will shoot your gun
Nobody hurt no one
Nobody hurt no one, anybody
(Nobody hurt no one)
Nobody hurt no one, yeah, yeah...
She didn't wanna go to school
Didn't wanna face all this pain
Hoh... mummy, can I stay at home?
I am scared, the boys are insane
Don't you dare to say
Her reaction's dumb
'Cause she had no place to run
Nobody hurt no one
Nobody hurt no one, anybody
(Nobody hurt no one)
Nobody hurt no one, yeah-eah...
(Nobody hurt no one)
You deny the truth
You just having...
(Nobody hurt no one)
Till your child will shoot your gun
(Nobody hurt no one)
So please don't hurt anyone
(Nobody hurt no one)
You deny the truth
You just having fun
Till your child will shoot your gun
Don't you dare to say
Her reaction's dumb
'Cause she had no place to run
(Nobody hurt no one)
Nobody hurt no one, anybody
(Nobody hurt no one)
Nobody hurt no one, yeah, yeah, yeah...
(Nobody hurt no one)
So please don't hurt anyone
(Nobody hurt no one)
Anybody
(Nobody hurt no one)
So please don't hurt anyone
(Nobody hurt no one)
Yeah, yeah...
Nobody hurt no one
Dinsdag 23 maart 1993
Hey La La
Hey La La
Composer(s): Ray Price; Leonard McRight
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb; Ray Price
O’ come hear my story, I’ll tell it to you
My heart is all broken I’m sad and I’m blue
I just lost my darling her name was La La
As pretty as a picture and
O’ twice as fair
Course:
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
A grave on the hillside all covered with snow
A heartbroken lover with head bending low
With tears in his eyes he placed the red rose
On the grave of his darling up there in the snow
Course:
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
O’ God up in heaven please tell her for me
My hopes are all shattered
O’ say can’t you see
Just tell her I’m waiting to meet her up there
I’ll look at her picture and send her a prayer
Course:
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
Hey La La, O’ La La
My true La La
Maandag 22 maart 1993
Blue Yodel No. 9
Blue Yodel No. 9 (aka "Standin' In The Corner" and "Standin' On The Corner")
Composer(s): Jimmie Rodgers
First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1931
Covered by multiple other artists
Standing on the corner, I didn't mean no harm
When a police come, he took me by the arm
Was down in Memphis, corner of Beale and Main
Said "hey big boy, you better tell me your name"
I said "you'll find my name on the back of my shirt
I'm a Tennessee hustler and I don't have to work"
(yodel)
Come all you rounders, leave my woman alone
I'll take my special and run all you rounders home
My good girl love me, everybody knows
Spent a hundred cash dollars to buy me a suit of clothes
She come to the joint, forty-four in each hand
Said "step aside all you women and men
'Cause I'm looking for my man"
(yodel)
Come all you rounders, leave my woman alone
I'll take my special and run all you rounders home
My good girl love me, everybody knows
Spent a hundred cash dollars to buy me a suit of clothes
She come to the joint, forty-four in each hand
Said "step aside all you women and men
'Cause I'm looking for my man"
(yodel)
Maandag 22 maart 1993
Ständchen
Ständchen
Composer(s): Franz Schubert
Performer(s): Fritz Wunderlich
and multiple other artists
Leise flehen meine Lieder
Durch die Nacht zu dir
In den stillen Hain her nieder
Liebchen, komm zu mir
Flüsternd schlanke Wipfel rauschen
In des Mondes Licht, in des Mondes Licht
Des Verräters feindlich Lauschen
Fürchte Holde nicht, fürchte Holde nicht
Hörst die Nachtigallen schlagen?
Ah! Sie flehen dich
Mit der Töne süssen Klagen
Flehen sie für mich
Sie versteh'n des Busens Sehnen
Kennen Liebesschmerz, kennen Liebesschmerz
Rühren mit den Silbertönen
Jedes weiche Herz, jedes weiche Herz
Lass auch dir die Brust bewegen
Liebchen höre mich!
Bebend harr' ich dir entgegen
Komm, beglücke mich! Komm, beglücke mich
Beglücke mich!
Maandag 22 maart 1993
Hey Jules
Hey Jules
English Title: Hey Jude
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): Les Beadochons;
and various other artists
Hey Jules, qui c’est c’gros tas?
Une meuf comme ça
On la garde pour soi
T’as pas peur de patauger dans le beurre
Pour sûr tu aimes quand y’a d’l’ampleur
Hey Jules, ç’a pas l’air frais
Est-ce un bon coup
Avoue vieux farceur
Sois pas brute, j’ai pas dit qu’c’était une pute
J’ai pas fait d’gym, j’ai un souffle au coeur
Même si j’me marre, ça m’fait d’la peine
Hey Jules, c’est vrai, elle défie les lois de l’apesanteur
Bien sûr si t’y vas aux coups d’boule, défends ta poule
J’y vois plus qu’du noir derrière mes coquards
Nanananananananana...
Hey Jules, tiens!
T’es plus là
J’peux déconner sur ton tas d’foie gras
Cette silhouette pure gélatine et saindoux
Triple menton et rien qu’du mou
On peut dire qu’tu aimes les gonzesses qui suintent la graisse
Quinze tonnes de nibards raclant le trottoir
J’espère qu’tu t’mets pas dessous
Hey Jules, pas fou
Vu l’poids c’est un crime, le matelas prend peur
Nanananananananana...
Hey Jules, te maries pas
Tu perds ton temps, avec ma p’tite soeur
Oui beau-frère, allez!
On s’voit tout à l’heure
J’rentre à la maison, la bise à ma soeur...
Lalalalalalalalalalala
Hey Jules (Ad Lib)
Zondag 21 maart 1993
Run & Hide
Run & Hide
Composer(s): David Brandes - Jane Tempest - John O'Flynn
First performance by: Gracia - 2005
You'd better run and hide
Twenty five dollars wasted on you
Got you out of trouble, but you'll soon
Come by
For another try
You're a friend of mine and I know
Only crooked places you can go
Your eyes
Conveyed too many lies
You'd better run and hide
Too many girls have cried
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I feel sorry?
You'd better run and hide
Too many dreams have died
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I still worry?
You'd better run and
You'd better run and hide
Twenty five reasons to leave you
But I'm still feeling kinda blue
Inside
Watching our worlds collide
Baby, gotta see you as you are
Wipe the rest of yearning out of my heart
And try
To say that last goodbye
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
You'd better run and hide
Too many girls have cried
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I feel sorry?
You'd better run and hide
Too many dreams have died
Oh no, no, no, why
Do I still worry?
Yeah, yeah...
No, no, no, no
I still worry
You'd better run and hide
Hide
You'd better run and hide
You'd better run and hide
Zondag 21 maart 1993
Hey Jude
Hey Jude
French Title: Hey Jules
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Hey Jude, don't let me down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you'll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh
Da da da da da da, da da da, hey Jude...
Zaterdag 20 maart 1993
Stand The Ghetto
Stand The Ghetto
Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Si tu danses reggae
Si tu danses reggae
Tu balances reggae
Sans défense reggae
S'est spécial reggae
Infernal reggae
Ça commence à cogner
Comme un cœur régulier
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Tout l'monde danse, tu te traînes
Tout l'monde fume et tu bois
Downtown, ça enchaîne
Dans les rhumbars en bois
Quand ça cause le reggae
Ça explose reggae
C'est le seul reggae
Qui déboule reggae
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Derrière les barbelés
Trois rangés bien gardées
Ils attendent de crever
De sortir de braquer
Pour le flingue dans ta poche
T'es coincé à gun court
Jusque-là le reggae
Viendra t'réveiller
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Elle est noire et dorée
Elle est belle à crever
Regarde-la marcher
Et danser son reggae
Fait trop chaud pour chanter
Fait trop soif pour noter
Trop beau pour t'expliquer
Ce qui s'passe dans l'reggae
I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto
Zaterdag 20 maart 1993
Hey Joe!
Hey Joe!
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists
Hey Joe!
Where'd ya find that pearly girlie
Where'd ya get that jolly dolly
How did ya rate that dish I wish was mine
Hey Joe!
She's got skin that's creamy dreamy
Eyes that look so lovey-dovey
Lips as red as cherry berry wine
Now listen Joe, I ain't no heel
But oh buddy let me tell you how I feel
She's a honey, she's a sugar pie
I'm warnin' you I'm gonna try to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
Though we've been the best of friends
This is where that friendship ends
I gotta have that dolly for my own
(Hey Joe!)
(Hey Joe!)
Hey Joe!
Come on let's be buddy buddies
Show me you're my palsy-walsy
Introduce that pretty little chick to me
Hey Joe!
Quit that waitin', hesitatin'
Let me at `er, what's the matter
You're as slow as any Joe can be
Now come on Joe let's make a deal
Let me dance with her to see if she is real
She's the cutest girl I've ever seen
An' I tell ya face to face I mean to steal her from you
Hey Joe!
We'll be friends until the end
But this looks like the end my friend
I gotta have that dolly for my own
I've gotta have that dolly for my own
(Hey Joe, Hey Joe)
Vrijdag 19 maart 1993
Make My Day (Martin Vucic)
Make My Day
Composer(s): Dragan Vucic - Branka Kostic
First performance by: Martin Vucic - 2005
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
Hand in your hand, tears in my eyes
I pretend you make me fly
But honestly, it's plain to see
I'm not the man to be
Your cuddly toy, I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Ley lala ley la... lala ley lala ley la...
Lala ley lala ley la... lala ley lalala...
Day after day, time after time
You just try to make me cry
But don't you see that I am the boy
Who will break up with you to be free?
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
(Make my day) Shake it now, baby
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Make my day, get away
Take it all, baby, please go
Try to play another way
Or I will find another love
Make my day
Vrijdag 19 maart 1993
Hey Joe (Johnny Hallyday)
Hey Joe
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Hey Joe
Court pas comme ça, dis
Y a pas le feu chez toi
Hey Joe
Vient dire bonjour
T'en mourras pas
Moi j'rentre à l'heure qu'il m'plait
J'ai même plus de montre
J'ai tout mon temps
Ce qui m'attend chez moi
Je le sais
Rien qu'un lit froid
Sans personne dedans
Hey Joe
Si on parlait, hein
Mais de quoi?
Hey Joe
Le Vietnam, la bombe
Tu t'en fous de tout ça
Comme tu dis, la vie
C'est le métro à six heures
Et chacun pour soi
Mais pour toi Joe
Y a toujours une place
Mais pas pour moi
Pourquoi?
Hey hey Joe
Pourquoi t'as de la chance plein les doigts?
Hey, hey Joe
En naissant t'as marché dans quoi?
T'as toujours les poches pleines
La voiture de l'année
Dis donc, ma parole, on en oublie
Que t'es si laid
Moi Joe, tu vois, je n'ai plus rien
Je pensais avoir une fille
Bien à moi
Mais il paraît Joe
Qu'elle dort maintenant entre tes draps, bravo!
Tu vois Joe
Hier je rêvais d'avoir ta peau
Mais Joe
Je préfère te voir souffrir
Et de cette fille, je t'en fais cadeau
Allez bonne chance Joe...
Donderdag 18 maart 1993
Stand Tall
Stand Tall
Composer(s): Burton Cummings
Performer(s): Burton Cummings
Never been this blue
Never knew the meaning of a heartache
But then again, I've never lost at love before
Somewhere down the road
Maybe all these years will find some meaning
I just can't think about it now, or live 'em out anymore
Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Stand tall, don't you fall
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Never lasted so long
Or through so much - or through so many
I just can't believe you could throw it all away
Sometimes late at night
when there's nothing here except my old piano
I'd almost give my hands to make you see my way
Stand tall, don't you fall oh, don't go and do something foolish
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
You got me down on my knees for ya, mama
Stand tall, don't you fall
Don't go do something you'll regret later
you're feeling it like everyone, it's silly human pride
Donderdag 18 maart 1993
Hey Joe (Jimi Hendrix)
Hey Joe
Composer(s): Billy Roberts
Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
I'm going down to shoot my old lady
You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man
And that ain't too cool
Hey Joe, I've heard you shot your woman down,
shot her down, now
I said I've heard you shot your old lady down,
You shot her down to the ground
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught her messin' round, messin' round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town
And I gave her the gun
I shot her!
Hey Joe, alright
Shoot her one more time, baby
Hey Joe, said now
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe, I said where you gonna run to now?
Where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig it
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to Mexico way
Alright!
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hangman gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey Joe, you better run on down
Good by everybody
Hey Joe, uhh
Run on down
Woensdag 17 maart 1993
Las Vegas
