Zondag 16 juli 1995
Swingin' On A Rainbow
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Swingin' On A Rainbow
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Zondag 16 juli 1995
Your Cheating Heart
Your Cheating Heart
Composer(s): Hank Williams
Performer(s): Hank Williams;
and various other artists
Your cheating heart will make you weep
You'll cry and cry and try to sleep
But sleep won't come the whole night through
Your cheating heart will tell on you
When tears come down like falling rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way i do
Your cheating heart will tell on you
(break)
Your cheating heart will pine some day
And crave the love you threw away
The time will come when you'll be blue
Your cheating heart will tell on you
When tears come down like falling rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way I do
Your cheating heart will tell on you
Your cheating heart is gonna tell on you
Zaterdag 15 juli 1995
Swingin' Down The Lane
Swingin' Down The Lane
Composer(s): Isham Jones - Gus Kahn
First release by: Isham Jones and His Orch. - 1923
Covered by multiple other artists
Everybody's hand in hand
Swingin' down the lane
Everybody's feelin' grand
Swingin' down the lane
That's the time I miss the bliss
That we might have known
Nights like this
When I'm all alone
When the moon is on the rise
Baby I'm so blue
Watchin' lovers makin' eyes
Like we used to do
When the moon is on the way
Still I'm waitin' all in vain
Should be swingin' down the lane
With you
Zaterdag 15 juli 1995
Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne
Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne
Composer(s): David Bellamy; Jim Stafford
Performer(s): Jim Stafford
There was a lady in a window
In the room across the way
From the hotel I was staying in
While on my holiday
I couldn't help but see everything
'Cause I was peeping I confess
Still after dinner every night
She had the strangest guest
She'd retire to her favorite chair
And sit there with a dog
Fill the crystal glasses
While the fire danced on the log
I watched them drink their bubbly brew
Until the fire grew dim
Then I stuck my head out the window
And said why not me instead of him
Oh your bulldog drinks champagne
And I ain't one to complain
What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be
So honey, tell ol' rover that the big dog's coming over
'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk
Would have to be good to me
Fourteen days and fourteen nights
Not one word did I hear
Her with her silk and champagne
Over to me in my shorts with a beer
She just left the curtains wide
And I knew she knew I could see
Her and the pug-nosed mutt
Guzzling wine and teasing me
Oh your bulldog drinks champagne
And I ain't one to complain
What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be
So honey, tell ol' rover that the big dog's coming over
'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk
Would have to be good to me
So I made a bolder move
I went over and rang her bell
I heard growling from inside
And I got scared as hell
Then the bulldog staggered out the door
And he said, how do yo do
But the lady bit me on the leg
And I said r-rouf, I love you too
Oh your bulldog drinks champagne
And I ain't one to complain
What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be
So honey, tell ol' rover that the big dog's coming over
'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk
Would have to be good to me
Vrijdag 14 juli 1995
Swingin'
Swingin'
Composer(s): Lionel Delmore - John Anderson
First release by: John Anderson
There's a little girl in our neighbourhood
Her name is Charlotte Johnson and she's really looking good
I had to go and see her so I called her on the phone
I walked over to her house, and this was going on:
Her brother was on the sofa eating chocolate pie
Her mama was in the kitchen cutting chicken up to fry
Her daddy was in the backyard rolling up a garden hose
I was on the porch with Charlotte feeling love down to my toes
And we were swingin'
Yeah we were swingin'
Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't beleive it started on her front porch in the swing
Just a swingin'
Now Charlotte is a darling she's the apple of my eye
When I'm on the swing with her it makes me almost high
Now Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the spring
I just can't believe it started on her front porch in the swing
Just a swingin'
Vrijdag 14 juli 1995
Your Backyard
Your Backyard
Composer(s): Burton Cummings
Performer(s): Burton Cummings
I wrote you long love letters, Mama, I sent 'em on day by day
Need you now even more than I did before
As I'm lookin', here's your Daddy comin'
With a big ole shotgun too
Lovin' situtation look mighty poor
So if'in you're really wonderin' what I'm doin' in your backyard
I told you ,Baby, I'd beat it home so soon
But if you're really worrin' 'bout what I' m doin' in your backyard
Come on out later I'll show you by the light of the moon
I had some dreams and fortune really, Mama, I got carried away
And lookin' back even more than I did before
As I'm leapin' , creepin', hidin', sleepin' here's your Daddy with a shotgun too
My lovin' situtation ain't nothin' but poor
So if'in you're really worried 'bout what I'm doin' in your backyard
I told you, Baby, I's beatin' it home so soon
Well if you're really worrin' 'bout what I' m doin' in your backyard
Come on out later I'll show you by the light of the moon
Baby, thinkin' 'bout reelin' back, wonderin' why I'm standin' here cryin',
Honey, lookin' in your backyard
Don't ya worry 'bout nothin', ya got nothin' on your mind but me
But as I'm layin' on my back about, thinkin' 'bout summertime gettin' back all the way
Everything I see, Honey, reminding me
Come on get your lovin' man, come on get him while he's hot, get him on the run
Babe, I here your lookin' but really too blind to see, oh, hey, What ya gonna think
About wham-bam, thank you Maam, where you goin' on the Wildwood trail
Everything I see, Honey, reminding me
Baby, might be thinkin' 'bout, really livin' back, layin' back, standin' in your backyard
Told you, Baby, I's beatin' it home so soon
If you're really wonderin' what I' m doin' in your backyard
Come on out later, Babe, I'll show you by the light of the moon
Donderdag 13 juli 1995
Swing, Mr. Mendelssohn
Swing, Mr. Mendelssohn
Composer(s): Walter Jurmann - Gus Kahn - Bronislaw Kaper
Performer(s): Judy Garland
Da da da da da da da
oh do dad dah dah
dah dah dah dah da da o da o
Teach me how to sing
Music with a modern rhythm
Let me swing
Mr. Mendelssohn swing
Mmusic is a thing
That's no good without that rhythm
Sweet and hot
Past the soul
Get yourself a little dash of holy ho
And swing it Mr. Mendelssohn swing it high
Hey
swing it low
oh
di di di di di
di di do da da
and swing it
Mr. Mendelssohn swing
di di di di di di
oh oh da da da
and swing it Mr. Mendelssohn swing
swing it Mr. feel it Mendelssohn
a rodie doc a rodie doc a rodie da
In my singing school
I am one of many
ouuu it's just so cool
Mr. Mendelssohn had his day
many could pass him this day day
di di di do
di di di da da da
rodie doc rodie doc
hey de hey hey de hey
hey de hey hey de ho
hey de ho oooohhhh
Donderdag 13 juli 1995
Your Baby Has Gone Down The Plug-Hole
Your Baby Has Gone Down The Plug-Hole
(aka Mother's Lament)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Cream;
and various other artists
A mother was bathin' her baby one night
The youngest of ten, a poor little mite
The mother was fat and the baby was fin
T'was nawt but a skellington wrapped up in skin
The mother turned round for the soap from the rack
She weren't gone a minute, but when she got back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried
"Oh, where is my baby?", and the angels replied
Your baby has gorn dahn the plug'ole
Your baby has gorn dahn the plug
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin
He shoulda been bathed in a jug
Your baby is perfik'ly happy
He won't need no bathin' no more
He's workin' his way through the sewers
Not lost, just gone on before
Your baby has gorn dahn the drainpipe
And the chlorine is bad for his eyes
He's havin' a swim, and it's healthy for him
He needed the exercise
Don't worry 'baht 'im, just be 'appy
For I know he is suff'rin' no pain
Your baby has gorn dahn the plug'ole
Let's hope he don't stop up the drain
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Alternate Verse:
Your baby is perfik'ly 'appy
He won't need a bath any more
He's muckin' abaht with the angels above
Not lost but gone before
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Woensdag 12 juli 1995
Swing Medley
Swing Medley
Performer(s): The Star Sisters
He was a famous trumpet man from old Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' Reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada
(And now three lovely ladies that are
sending GI's hearts all over the World)
Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
Have you ever danced in the tropics?
Well that girl's a fool
With the Gaucho ?????
Of the South American way, hey!
Ai, ai, ai, ai. ai
Could you have ever kissed in the moon light
If you never kissed
Who knows what you've missed
In the South American Way
Bei mir bist du schoen
Please let me explain
Bie mir bist du schoen means you're grand
Bei mir bist du schoen
Again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the land
I could say "bella, bella"
Even say "wunderbar"
Each language only helps me tell you
How grand you are
I'll try to explain
Bei mir bist du schoen
So kiss me and say you'll understand
(Okay guys, grab your gal and hit the floor
'Cos here's that beat you've been waiting to swing to)
Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me, "Baby, what a wing it will be"
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
In the mood
In the mood
In the mood
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"
If you ever go down Trinidad
They make you feel so very glad
Calypso sing and make up rhyme
Guarantee you one real good fine time
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar
Oh, Tico Tico, tick
Oh, Tico Tico, tock
This Tico Tico, he's the cuckoo in my clock
And when he says "Cuckoo"
He means it's time to woo
It's Tico time for all the lovers in the block
I've got a heavy date
A tete-a-tete at eight
So speak, oh Tico, tell me is it getting late?
If I'm on time, cuckoo
But, if I'm late, woo woo
The one my heart is gone to may not want to wait
In Spain they say "Si, si"
In France you hear "Oui, oui"
Ev'ry little Dutch girl says "Ya, ya"
Ev'ry little Russian says "Da, da"
La-la-la-la-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-de-de-da-da
De-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Woensdag 12 juli 1995
Younger Than Springtime
Younger Than Springtime
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Richard Rodgers
First performance by: William Tabbert - 1949
Covered by multiple other artists
Younger than springtime are you
Softer than starlight are you
Warmer than winds of June are the gentle lips you gave me
Gayer than laughter are you
Sweeter than music are you
Angel and lover, heaven and earth
Are you to me
And when your youth and joy invade my arms
And fill my heart, as now they do
Younger than springtime am I
Gayer than laughter am I
Angel and lover, heaven and earth
Am I with you
Dinsdag 11 juli 1995
Swing Me An Old-Fashioned Song
Swing Me An Old-Fashioned Song
Composer(s): Walter Bullock - Harold Spina
Performer(s): Shirley Temple
First of all you start this way
Back and forth that's the way
And now that you've got yourself swinging
Do the same thing with your singing
Swing me an old-fashioned song
Down by the old mail stream
Da da de da da
Swing me an old-fashioned song
old-fashioned song
Croon me an old-fashioned tune
Da de da de da
In the evening by the moonlight
You can hear those darkies singing
Oh Oh, croon me an old-fashioned tune
Just keep it soft and sweet
With rhythm from the start
But keep that old time beat
The beat that's, straight from the heart
Swing me an old-fashioned song²
I wanted to say to the fields Maggie
That's it, Its just an old-fashioned song
Dear old girls around us sing about you
Roll be like a roll around
Won't you try it
Oh my darling
Oh my darling, darling
Croon me an old-fashioned tune
Won't you swing just an old-fashioned song
Ye'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland a'fore Ye
That how to swing, an old-fashioned song
Now sing and you'll be happy all day long
Sing an old-fashioned song
Dinsdag 11 juli 1995
Younger Girl
Younger Girl
Composer(s): John Sebastian
Performer(s): The Lovin' Spoonful
and multiple other artists
She's one of those girls who seems to come in the Spring
One look in her eyes and you forget everything
That you had ready to say
And I saw her today, yeah...
A younger girl keeps a-rollin' 'cross my mind
No matter how much I try, I can't seem to leave her memory behind
Oh, I remember her eyes, soft dark and brown
Said she'd never been in trouble, even in town
A younger girl keeps a-rollin' 'cross my mind
No matter how much I try, I can't seem to leave her memory behind
And should I hang around, acting like her brother
In a few more years, they'd call us right for each other
And why
If I wait I'll just die, yeah...
A younger girl keeps a-rollin' 'cross my mind
No matter how much I try, I can't seem to leave her memory behind
Oh, I remember her eyes, soft dark and brown
Said she'd never been in trouble, even in town
A younger girl keeps a-rollin' 'cross my mind
She's one of those girls who seems to come in the Spring
One look in her eyes and you forget everything
That you had ready to say
Maandag 10 juli 1995
Swing Low, Sweet Cheerio
Swing Low, Sweet Cheerio
Composer(s): Michael Bruce - Glen Buxton - Alice Cooper - Dennis Dunaway - Neal Smith
Performer(s): Alice Cooper
Forget, remember nothing
The force came from the flame
I pass along the path inside
My light shinning always
We'll get there first a name cried out
And looked back all the way
Recall falling down a lot of time was spent that way
But this story staring me has already begun
'Cuz I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one
Help me, help please, help me please
The screaming starts again
But the trick I find something hid
You look, you find, I win
While working while the play was on
The play was alright then
Think thought, big thoughts
Take off and go back again next week
Right then my story ended
And a new one had begun
'Cuz I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one
Maandag 10 juli 1995
Younger Generation
Younger Generation
Composer(s): John Sebastian
Performer(s): The Lovin' Spoonful;
The Critters; Bobby Vee; John Sebastian;
José Feliciano; Chuck Perrin
Why must every generation think their folks are square
And no matter where their heads are, they know Mom´s ain´t there
'Cause I swore when I was small that I´d remember when
I knew what´s wrong with them, that I was smaller then
Determined to remember all the card'nal rules
Like sun showers are legal grounds for cuttin' school
I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
And I hope that I recall them all before the baby´s due
And I know he´ll have a question or two
Like "Hey, Pop, can I go ride my zoom
It goes two hundred miles an hour suspended on balloons
And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your lungs"
And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger generation
Then I´ll know that all I´ve learned my kid assumes
And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
And still I´ll try to them him all the things I´ve done
Relating to what he can do when he becomes a man
And still he´ll stick his fingers in the fan
And "Hey, Pop, my girlfriend´s only three
She´s got her own videophone and she´s taking L.S.D.
And now that we´re best friends, she wants to give a bit to me
But what´s the matter Daddy, how come you´re turning green?
Can it be that you can´t live up to your dreams?"
Zondag 9 juli 1995
Swing High, Swing Low
Swing High, Swing Low
Composer(s): Ralph Freed - Burton Lane
Performer(s): Russ Morgan
and multiple other artists
Swing high, swing low
Swing to and fro
Not fast, not slow
A little swing can do more than anything else for you
Swing out, swing in
It's not a sin
So let's begin
You'll never get the gate if your swinging is up to date
When your one and only
Complains that he's lonely and blue
A rhythmical campaign can do more than champagne
To see him through
Swing high, swing low
Swing to and fro
Not fast, not slow
And if you think you can't swing high, swing low
When your one and only
Complains that he's lonely and blue
A rhythmical campaign can do more than champagne
To see him through
Swing high, swing low
Swing to and fro
Not fast, not slow
And if you think you can't swing high, swing low
Zondag 9 juli 1995
Young, Gifted And Black
Young, Gifted And Black
Composer(s): Weldon Irvine; Nina Simone
Performer(s): Houston Person;
and various other artists
To be young, gifted and black
oh what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted and black
open up your heart to what I mean
'Cause you know in this whole wide world
There's a million
A million boys and girls
Who are young, gifted and black
and that's a fact!
To be young, gifted and black
We must begin to tell our young
Don't you know there's a whole world waiting for you?
Don't you know the quest has just begun for you?
Haven't you heard that the joy
the joy!
the joy of the day is
that one day that we all be proud to say
That we were young, gifted and black
and it's sho' 'nuff where it's at!
Zaterdag 8 juli 1995
Swing Au Pressing
Swing Au Pressing
Composer(s): Michel Jonasz - A. Goldstein
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Sam'di-midi blanchissage
Pantalons costumes corsages
Qui qui lessive en lessiveuse
C'est la ménagère heureuse
On nettoie la crasse d'une semaine
Son cambouis ses soucis ses peines
Dégraissage complet mon mari
M'a fait la chose aujourd'hui
Ça swing au pressing
On met des sous dans les machines
Pour voir tourner les bulles d'enzymes
Swing au pressing
Ça smart ou ça pop art
Tout'l'monde est à l'eau écarlate
Blouse de mécano noir smoking
Swing au pressing
Les vagues dans ces hublots mesdames
Font-elles penser à la Guyane
L'adoucisseur adoucit-il
Vos cœurs fragiles
Détache rince essore sèche ma belle
La seule issue c'est l'eau d'javel
Au mal d'amour aux migraines
Allez à la s'maine prochaine
Ça swing au pressing
On met des sous dans les machines
Pour voir tourner les bulles d'enzymes
Swing au pressing
Ça smart ou ça pop art
Tout'l'monde est à l'eau écarlate
No smoking because oppressing
Swing au pressing
Zaterdag 8 juli 1995
Young World
Young World
Composer(s): Jerry Fuller
Performer(s): Rick Nelson;
John Beland; Leslie Morrisett
It's a young world
When you're in love, you're in a young world
So take my hand and let me show you
Just how true young love can be
And whoa-uh-oh
It's a young world
And if you'll tell me you're my one girl
You'll make my whole life worth livin'
Just by givin' your love to me
All of the world is a treasure
When you have someone to care
Promise me your love for-e-ver
We'll have the whole world to sh-a-are
And it's a young world
When you're in love, you' re in a young world
If you believe what I've told you
Let me hold you, say you love me
All of the world is a treasure
When you have someone to care
Promise me your love for-e-ver
We'll have the whole world to sh-a-are
And it's a young world
When you're in love, you' re in a young world
If you believe what I've told you
Let me hold you, say you love me
It's a young world, whoa-oh-oh
It's a young world, whoa-oh-oh
Fade
It's a young world, ooh-ahh-ooh-ooh (young world, young world)
Vrijdag 7 juli 1995
The Swimming Song
The Swimming Song
Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III
First release by: Louden Wainwright III - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
This summer I went swimming
This summer I might have drowned
But I held my breath, kicked my feet
And I moved my arms around
Moved my arms around
This summer I did the backstroke
And you know that that's not all
I did the breaststroke, the butterfly
And the old Australian Crawl
The old Australian Crawl
This summer I swam in a public place
And a reservoir to boot
At the latter I was informal
At the former I wore my suit
I wore my swimming suit
This summer I did swan-dives
And jack-knifes for you all
And once when you weren't looking
I did a cannon-ball
Did a cannon-ball
Vrijdag 7 juli 1995
Young Only Yesterday
