Zondag 12 november 1995
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A Hundred Years From Today
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Zondag 12 november 1995
Yours
Yours
Spanish Title: Quiereme Mucho
Composer(s): Gonzalo Roig; Augustin Rodriguez; Jack Sherr
Performer(s): Dinah Shore;
and various other artists
Yours till the stars lose their glory
Yours till the birds fail to sing
Yours to the end of life's story
This pledge to you, dear, I bring
Yours in the grey of December
Here, or on far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I, when I was born to be just yours
This night has music, the sweetest music
It echoes somewhere within my heart
I hold you near me, so, darling, hear me
I have a message I must impart
Yours till the stars lose their glory
Yours till the birds fail to sing
Yours to the end of life's story
This pledge to you, dear, I bring
Yours in the grey of December
Here, or on far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I when I was born to be just yours
Just yours
When I was born to be just yours
Zaterdag 11 november 1995
A Hundred Years From Now
A Hundred Years From Now
Composer(s): Lester Flatt - Earl Scruggs
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
and multiple other artists
Well a hundred years from now I won't be crying
A hundred years from now I won't be blue
My heart will have to forget that we ever met
But I won't care a hundred years from now
I'll never forget sweetheart the night you told me
That you could Live without my love somehow
That's all in the past I knew it wouldn't last
But I won't care a hundred years from now
Zaterdag 11 november 1995
You're Under Arrest
You're Under Arrest
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg; Zenith
Un soir que j'étais dans le Bronx
J'étais on ne peut plus anx
ieux de retrouver Samantha
Entre Thelonius Monk
Quelques punks aussi Brons
Ki beat giclant de mon Aiwa
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
J'ai dit et je redis donc s'
Ur le trop tard du Bronx
Je recherchais Samantha
S'pointent deux gorilles du Bronx
Il est évident donc c'
Etait mal barré pour moi
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
C'était deux police blacks
Qui pratiquaient le slang
Ainsi que le colt cobra
Ils m'plaquent au mur du Bronx
Et je défie quiconque
De ne pas avoir les foies
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
L'un des ces yankees monk
Ey me dit "give us your money"
Qu'est-ce que t'aurais fait toi
Ils m'relachent ainsi donc
J'enfonce dans le Bronx
Retrouver Samantha
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
You're under arrest
'Cause you are the best
Vrijdag 10 november 1995
A Hundred Pounds Of Clay
A Hundred Pounds Of Clay
((French Version: Avec Une Poignée De Terre (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1961))
Composer(s): Bob Elgin - Luther Dixon - Kay Rogers
First release by: Gene McDaniels - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
He took a hundred pounds of clay
And they He said "Hey, listen,
I'm gonna fix this-a world today
Because I know what's missin'"
Then He rolled his big sleeves up
And a brand-new world began
He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
With just a hundred pounds of clay
He made my life worth livin'
And I will thank Him every day
For every kiss you're givin'
And I'll thank Him every night
For the arms that are holdin' me tight
And He did it all with just a hundred pounds of clay
Yes he did, whoa-oh, yes He did
Now can'tcha just see Him a-walkin' 'round and 'round
Pickin' the clay uppa off the ground?
Doin' just what He should do
To make a livin' dream like you
He rolled His big sleeves up
And a brand-new world began
He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
With just a hundred pounds of clay
People, let me tall ya what He did
With just a hundred pounds of clay ...
Vrijdag 10 november 1995
You're The Voice
You're The Voice
Composer(s): Andy Qunta;
Keith Reid; Maggie Ryder; Chris Thompson
Performer(s): John Farnham;
and various other artists
We have the chance to turn the pages over
We can write what we wanna write
We gotta make ends meet before we get much older
We're al someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?
Chorus:
You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
We're not gonna sit in silence
We're not gonna live with fear
This time, you know that we all can stand together
With the power to be powerful
Believing, we can make it better
We're all someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?
Chorus
Repeat
We're all someone's daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?
Chorus
Repeat
Donderdag 9 november 1995
Avec Une Poignée De Terre
Avec Une Poignée De Terre
((Adapted from: A Hundred Pounds Of Clay (by Gene McDaniels) - 1961))
Composer(s): Bob Elgin - Luther Dixon - Kay Rogers - Manou Roblin
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Dalida; Richard Anthony - 1961
Avec une poignée de terre
Il a crée le monde
Et quand il eut crée la terre
Tout en faisant sa ronde
Le Seigneur jugeant en somme
Qu'il manquait le minimum
Il créa la femme et l'amour
Qu'elle a donné aux hommes
Oui c'est vrai!
Avec une poignée de terre
Il a crée les lèvres
Et tes deux bras quand ils me serrent
Pour me donner la fièvre
Et je pense à chaque instant
Que celle que j'aime tant
Le Seigneur l'a fait
Rien qu'avec une poignée de terre
Oui c'est vrai! Oui c'est vrai!
Marchant à grands pas
Allant de-ci de-là
De la terre il ramassa
Puis ses manches il retroussa
Et de ses mains il façonna
La divine et douce personne
Celle que tout le monde nomme
L'éternelle dame pour l'amour
Qu'elle a donné aux hommes
Oui c'est vrai!
Avec une poignée de terre
Voilà ce que le Seigneur a fait
Avec une poignée de terre
Oui c'est vrai!
Donderdag 9 november 1995
You're The Top
You're The Top
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Ethel Merman;
and various other artists
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best
Instead of getting 'em off my chest
To let 'em rest unexpressed
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you how great you are
You're the top! You're the Colosseum
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart sonnet
You're Mickey Mouse
You're the Nile, You're the Tow'r of Pisa
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine down my spine
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad
But for a person who's just rehearsin'
Well I gotta say this my lad
You're the top! You're Mahatma Ghandi
You're the top! You're Napolean brandy
You're the purple light of a summer night in Spain
You're the National Gall'ry, You're Garbo's sal'ry
You're cellophane
You're sublime, You're a turkey dinner
You're the time of the Derby winner
I'm a toy balloon that is fated soon to pop
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
You're the top! You're a Ritz hot toddy
You're the top! You're a Brewster body
You're the boats that glide on the sleepy Zuider Zee
You're a Nathan Panning, You're Bishop Manning
You're broccoli
You're a prize, You're a night at Coney
You're the eyes of Irene Bordoni
I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top
You're the top! You're an Arrow collar
You're the top! You're a Coolidge dollar
You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire
You're an O'Neill drama, You're Whistler's mama
You're Camembert
You're a rose, You're Inferno's Dante
You're the nost of the great Durante
I'm just in the way, as the French would say
"De trop"
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top
You're the top! You're a Waldorf salad
You're the top! You're a Berlin ballad
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster
You're Pepsodent
You're romance, You're the steppes of Russia
You're the pants on a Roxy usher
I'm a lazy lout that's just about to stop
But if Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
You're the top! You're a dance in Bali
You're the top! You're a hot tamale
You're an angel, you simply too, too, too diveen
You're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley
You're Ovaltine
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder
I'm a nominee of the G.O.P. or GOP
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel
You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes'
You're stratosphere
You're my thoist, You're a Drumstick Lipstick
You're da foist in da Irish svipstick
I'm a frightened frog that can find no log to hop
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top!
Woensdag 8 november 1995
A Hundred Feet Away
A Hundred Feet Away
Composer(s): Peter Anders - Joan Jett - Kenny Laguna
Performer(s): Joan Jett & the Blackhearts
Just a little girl in love staring at a penthouse suite
Waiting for the star above to come and join her
On the street
Maybe he'll want some company and she's got a dirty plan
But he can disappear so suddenly better grab 'em while you can you better
Standing in a lonely room high above the crowd below
With no one there to share the gloom when
Underneath begins to show
Living in a world of fantasy can't let the image fall
But he ain't the man he planned to be and he would
Give it all
For just a little girl in love someone who could share his day
And just what he was dreaming of
Was just a hundred feet away
Just a little girl in love just a little girl in love
There was just a little girl in love there was just a little girl in love
Woensdag 8 november 1995
You're The Reason Why
You're The Reason Why
Composer(s): Hubert Eaves III; James "D-Train" Williams
Performer(s): The Rubettes
The things you say don't always hurt me
But things you do don't always make me cry
The things you do they don't always hurt me
But when they hurt me you're the reason why
The things you do are without reason
The things for me to do is let it lie
But when I lie the pain ain't easin'
You know the reason you're the reason why
Sometime's I'm up sometime's I'm down
Sometime's I don't know where I'm going anyway
Sometimes I feel just like a clown
And I don't know where I'm going
And I just don't know the way
The things you say don't always hurt me
. . .
Sometimes I'm up sometimes I feel just like a clown
And I know just where I'm going
And I just don't know the way
The things you say don't always hurt me
Dinsdag 7 november 1995
A Hundred And Ten In The Shade
A Hundred And Ten In The Shade
Composer(s): John Fogerty
First release by: John Fogerty - 1997
Way out there in the cotton
Sun beatin' down so hard
Sweat rollin' of this shovel
Diggin' in the devil's boneyard
Sure like a cool drink of water
Soft rag to soothe my face
Sure like a woman to talk to in this place
It's a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won't you carry me
Handle so hot I can't stand it
Might shrivel up and blow away
Noonday sun make you crazy
Least, that's what the old men say
Bottom land hard as a gravestone
Couldn't cut it with an axe
Gonna lay me down right here
And that's a fact
It's a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won't you carry me
Sometimes late in the evenin'
Everything is quiet and still
I set here and think about leavin'
Lord, I guess I never will
Heartache down in that city
Bright light scares me anyway
Sure like a woman to talk in this place
It's a hundred and ten
Hundred and ten in the shade
Goin' way down
Mama won't you carry me
Dinsdag 7 november 1995
You're The Reason God Made Oklahoma
You're The Reason God Made Oklahoma
Composer(s): Felice Bryant;
Boudleaux Bryant; Larry Collins; Sandy Pinkard
Performer(s): David Frizzell & Shelly West
There's a full moon over Tulsa
I hope that it's shining on you
The nights are getting cold
In Cherokee County
There's a Blue Norther passing through
I remember green eyes and a rancher's daughter
But remember is all that I do
Losing you left a pretty good cowboy
With nothing to hold on to
Sundown came and I drove to town
And drank a drink or two
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missing you
I'm sure missing you
Here the city lights out shine the moon
I was just now thinking of you
Sometimes when the wind blows you can
See the mountains
And all the way to Malibu
Everyone's a star here in L.A. County
You ought to see the things that they do
All the cowboys down on the Sunset Strip
Wish that they could be like you
The Santa Monica Freeway
Sometimes makes a country girl blue
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missing you
I work 10 hours on a John Deere tractor
Just thinking of you all day
I've got a calico cat and a 2 room flat
On a street in West L.A.
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
You're the reason God made Oklahoma
And I'm sure missing you
I'm sure missing you
Maandag 6 november 1995
A House Without Love
A House Without Love
Composer(s): Hank Williams Sr.
Performer(s): Hank Williams Sr.
and multiple other artists
For years we both have lived on pride, dear
And we agree that love is gone
Why, oh why do we keep tryin'
A House Without Love is not a home
The lovelight in your eyes has faded
And I'm contented just to roam
We slaved to gain a worthless treasure
A House Without Love is not a home
No matter where our footsteps wander
I know we'll both be all alone
With the pride that came between us
A House Without Love is not a home
The simple things have gone forever
We wanted wealth to call our own
And now we've reached the hour of parting
A House Without Love is not a home
Maandag 6 november 1995
You're The Reason
You're The Reason
Composer(s): Bobby Edwards; Terry Fell;
James F. Hanley; Fred Henley; Mildred Imes
Performer(s): John Fogerty
I lay here at night, toss and I turn
lovin' you so, how my heart yearns
Honey, you're the reason I don't sleep at night
A-justa walkin' the floor, thinkin' of you
smoke cigarettes, and drink all day too
Honey, you're the reason I can't sleep at night
I'm bettin' you're not losin' sleep over me
but if I'm wrong don't fail to call
Come over and keep me-hee company
Sometimes I go for a walk, look at the moon
strum my guitar to some old lonesome tune
Honey, you're the reason I can't sleep at night
I'm bettin' you're not losin' sleep over me
yeah but if I'm wrong don't fail to call
Come over and keep me-hee company
Sometimes I go for a walk, look at the moon
strum my guitar and sing out of tune
Honey, you're the reason I can't sleep at night
Honey, you're the reason I can't sleep at night
Honey, you're the reason I can't sleep at night
Zondag 5 november 1995
A House With Love In It
A House With Love In It
Composer(s): Sylvia Dee - Sidney Lippman
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists
A house with love in it is rich indeed
Altho there are a thousand things
That house may need
The carpet may be old
The room so plain and bare
And yet, it's beautiful somehow
When love is living there
A house with love in it
Just seems to bloom
As tho the month of May
Were filling ev'ry room
So, darling, thru the years
With all my heart I'll pray
A house with love in it
Is where we'll stay
Zondag 5 november 1995
You're The Only One
You're The Only One
Composer(s): Seth Justman; Peter Wolf
Performer(s): J. Geils Band; Brooke Shields
It's very hard to define it
Just why I feel this way
There must be all kinds of reasons
So many things I could say
And I know I'm not mistaken
This is love and that's for sure
(Chorus)
You, you're the only one
You're the only one
You, you're the only one
There are times I remember
It wasn't so long ago
I was lonely, sad and confused
I didn't know where to go
But baby I want to tell you
Just how good you make me feel
(Chorus)
I'd be a fool to deny it
I want everyone to know
(Chorus)
Baby, baby
Zaterdag 4 november 1995
A House That Has Everything
A House That Has Everything
Composer(s): Roy Bennett - Sid Tepper
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
I can see you now living like a queen
In a house that has everything, everything but love
Crystal chandeliers, chauffeured limousines
Yes you'll really have everything, everything but love
I see diamonds, sables, sapphires and pearls
And as the picture clears
Poor little rich girl sitting all alone
Counting her treasures in tears
Better just a shack where two people care
Than a house that has everything, everything but love
I see diamonds, sables, sapphires and pearls
And as the picture clears
Poor little rich girl sitting all alone
Counting her treasures in tears
Better just a shack where two people care
Than a house that has everything, everything but love
Than a house that has everything, everything but love
Zaterdag 4 november 1995
You're The One That I Want
You're The One That I Want
Composer(s): John Farrar
Performer(s): Olivia Newton-John & John Travolta
I got chills
They're multiplyin'
And I'm losin' control
'Cause the power
you're suplyin'
it's electrifyin'!
You better shape up
'Cause I need a man
and my heart is set on you
You better shape up
you better understand
to my heart I must be true
Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do
You're the one that I want
(you are the one I want), o,o, oo, honey
The one that I want.
(you are the one I want), o,o, oo, honey
The one that I want
You, o,o, oo
are what I need
Oh, yes indeed
If you're filled
with affection
you're to shy to convey
meditate in my direction
Feel your way
I better shape up
'Cause you need a man
I need a man
who can keep me satisfied
I better shape up
if I'm gonna prove
oh you better prove
that my faith is justified
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure down deep inside
You're the one that I want
You, o,o, oo, honey
The one that I want
You, o,o, oo, honey
The one that I want
You, oo, oo
are what I need
Oh, yes indeed
Vrijdag 3 november 1995
A House Of Hopes And Dreams
A House Of Hopes And Dreams
Composer(s): Peter Sinfield
Performer(s): Peter Sinfield
Across the floor lie broken bowls of pride
Unlatch the door and scratch holes in the night
She'll be there someday, tides turn, winds change
You know, Oh you know
A house of hopes and dreams I built one too
Drunk on gypsy violins like you
Ran naked through the flames and burnt like you
Unbuttoned times when two laid down as one
Eyes on eyes where catherine wheels spun
Now every stale day is a haywire highway
Alone, so alone
A house of hopes and dreams I built one too
Danced upon the tables just like you
Swam the sea of dreams and drowned like you
The cave of tears you choked and almost cried
Emotions horse's roped and staked inside
Never could show her but somehow hoped to know her
Again, again, again to build
A house of hopes and dreams upon
a pack of painted cards
To build a house of hopes and dreams
with bricks of loaded dice
To build a house of hopes and dreams
with roulette wheels for stairs
To build a house of hopes and dreams
Secured and bound with love
With love, with love, with love, with love
Build strong and sure with love ...
Vrijdag 3 november 1995
You're The One (The Vogues)
