Vrijdag 7 februari 1997
A Ways To Go
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A Ways To Go
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Vrijdag 7 februari 1997
Wat Moet Ik Doen Zonder Jou?
Wat Moet Ik Doen Zonder Jou?
English Title: Where Can I Go Without You?
Composer(s): Bert Paige; H. Verhage;
Peggy Lee; Victor Young
Performer(s): Wim Sonneveld
Dit is dezelfde stad, hetzelfde seizoen
De bomen worden groen, precies zoals toen
Maar waarom kwam ik hier en wat moet ik doen
Wat moet ik doen zonder jou
Van al je mooie woorden bleef er niet een
Je zei: "Ik hoor bij jou", nou loop ik alleen
Dezelfde straten door, maar waar moet ik heen
Waar moet ik heen zonder jou
Dezelfde bomen, dezelfde mensen
Dezelfde dromen van jou en mij
De vogels zingen, niets is veranderd
En toch is alles voorbij
Ik had hier niet meer moeten komen misschien
Toch ben ik bang om terug te gaan bovendien
Omdat ik jou dan met een ander zal zien
Een ander, een ander met jou
Ik had hier niet meer moeten komen misschien
Toch ben ik bang om terug te gaan bovendien
Omdat ik jou dan met een ander zal zien
Een ander, een ander met jou
Donderdag 6 februari 1997
A Way Of Life
A Way Of Life
Composer(s): Roger Cook - Roger Greenaway
Performer(s): The Family Dogg
Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange
Trendy workers, factory shirkers
Social nurture won't let you down
Chairmen bluster, boardroom cluster
Feather duster, you're vintage clown
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life
So be thankful for what you're given
And be good to your wife in bed
You look at her, the art of living
And don't forget you're a long time dead
When you're born it's a great big welcome
When you go it's a sad goodbye
Oh, with the bit in between your future
It's up to you if you laugh or cry
Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange
It's just a way of life
Just a way of life
Cowboys playing, young men slaying
Old men praying, the world will change
Schoolgirls dating, daughters mating
Mothers waiting to rearrange
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich or poor man's wife
Some they wish to change their dish
But it's a way of life
Donderdag 6 februari 1997
Wat Moet Ik Doen
Wat Moet Ik Doen
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre
Ieder zegt me 'vergeet'
'k Heb het vaak geprobeerd
Niet te denken, niet te dromen
Van weleer
Maar al gaat het soms uit
En al lach ik te luid
Om een grapje, 'k kom geen stapje
Vooruit
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me lief hebt gehad
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me eenmaal aanbad
Makkelijk zeggen 'vergeet'
Maar iets dat liefde heet
Blijft me knagen, alle dagen
Met herleed
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me lief hebt gehad
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Dat jij me eenmaal aanbad
Wat moet ik doen
Om te vergeten
Woensdag 5 februari 1997
A Walkin' Miracle
A Walkin' Miracle
Composer(s): Hugo Peretti - Adam Levy - Luigi Creatore - George David Weiss
Performer(s): The Essex
(Ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh)
Did you ever see starlight come rushing from the sky
Heading for home in the stars in someone's eyes?
Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle.
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
Did you ever see sunshine come pourin' out of space
Just to be part of the smile on someone's face?
Uh-huh-huh, That's my baby, talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah
When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah
And I know how happy his clothes must be,
'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me
(Close to me)
Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell
Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself
Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
And you should see cherries do flips, oh yeah
When they're picked to be the taste on his lips, oh yeah
And I know how happy his clothes must be
'Cause that's how I feel when he's close to me
(Close to me)
Did you ever see lovin' that really rings a bell
Kooky nd crazy like Romeo himself
Uh-huh-huh, that's my baby, Talkin' 'bout my baby
And I love him - He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
He's a walkin' miracle
(Ooh, ooh)
Woensdag 5 februari 1997
Wat Geweest Is, Is Geweest
Wat Geweest Is, Is Geweest
Performer(s): Boudewijn de Groot
Iedere nieuwe lente
Is alles nieuw voor mij
Want de winter is dood
Het oud jaar is voorbij
Ik voel het nieuwe licht
Ik verander van gedachten
Ik volg een nieuwe liefde
Ik verander van gezicht
refr.:
En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest
En ik vergeet, ik vergeet wat is geweest
Want wat geweest is is geweest
Maar in de nacht van het oud jaar
Wacht de zeis van de kritiek
En ik schaam me voor mezelf
Ik vernietig mijn muziek
Ik volgde weer het verkeerde spoor
Ik heb opnieuw teveel gewaagd
Ik heb weer niets gegeven
En veel te veel gevraagd
refr.
Eens komt de tijd
Dat het niet meer hoeft voor mij
Want de lente is dood
Het nieuw jaar is voorbij
Ik voel hetzelfde licht
Maar het zal niets meer veranderen
Ik volg mijn oude liefde
En ik denk aan haar gezicht
En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest
En ik neem mee, ik neem mee wat is geweest
Maar wat geweest is, is geweest
Dan zal ik zitten bij het vuur
En soms voel ik mij alleen
Dan zing ik mijn oude lied
Voor de kinderen om mij heen
Ze luisteren stil en spelen door
En kijken mij onzeker aan
Maar ik zal voor ze zingen
Totdat we slapen gaan
refr.(3x)
Dinsdag 4 februari 1997
A Walk In The Black Forest
A Walk In The Black Forest (aka I Walk With You)
((Adapted from: Eine Schwarzwaldfahrt (by Horst Jankowski))
Composer(s): Horst Jankowski
Performer(s): Horst Jankowski
and multiple other artists
The trees join hands and say, "Hello"
And suddenly ev'rywhere we go
The sun beams through in fun
The leaves form patterns like a heart
And whisper forever "Never part"
Be true, 'cause I love you
Shadows write words of love across our path
Birds sing
"How lucky those whose love just grows together"
Blades of grass stand on and on
And chatter together in a calm
That's green and so serene
A mem'ry of our walk of love
In a dream, a stream goes by
Reflecting a message from the sky above
And here and there we look around
To see other lovers who have found their way
Crickets tap out their symphony in code
Rabbits
Run helter skelter finding shelter here
And flowers swaying in the breeze
Look up to the branches of the trees
And sing as birds take wing
All this is true 'cause I love you
Dinsdag 4 februari 1997
Wasting My Life Away
Wasting My Life Away
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
I’m Wasting My Life Away
And my hair is fast turning gray
On my life the sun never beams
And sorrows fill all of my dreams
Once I was happy and free
And grief was a stranger to me
Then you taught me to love you and left me this way
Just Wasting My Life Away
You should have left me alone
And not let me called you my own
But somehow you just didn’t care
There’s nothing about you that’s fair
If ever there should come the time
That your life is messed up like mine
Just remember I love you but I hope that you pay
For Wasting My Life Away
Once I thought love was Devine
But I was just foolish and blind
And I hope that you’re satisfied
For you crushed my spirit and cried
It’s hard to feel like I do
But you know I owe it to you
And I hope that it hurts you when you hear me say
I’m Wasting My Life Away
Maandag 3 februari 1997
A Voz Do Dono E O Dono Da Voz
A Voz Do Dono E O Dono Da Voz
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Até quem sabe a voz do dono
Gostava do dono da voz
Casal igual a nós, de entrega e de abandono
De guerra e paz, contras e prós
Fizeram bodas de acetato - de fato
Assim como os nossos avós
O dono prensa a voz, a voz resulta um prato
Que gira para todos nós
O dono andava com outras doses
A voz era de um dono só
Deus deu ao dono os dentes, Deus deu ao dono as nozes
Às vozes só deu seu dó
Porém a voz ficou cansada após
Cem anos fazendo a santa
Sonhou se desatar de tantos nós
Nas cordas de outra garganta
A louca escorregava nos lencóis
Chegou a sonhar amantes
E, rouca, regalar os seus bemóis
Em troca de alguns brilhantes
Enfim, a voz firmou contrato
E foi morar com novo algoz
Queria-se pensar, queria ser um prato
Girar e se esquecer, veloz
Foi revelada na assembléia - atéia
Aquela situação atroz
A voz foi infiel trocando de traquéia
E o dono foi perdendo a voz
E o dono foi perdendo a linha - que tinha
E foi pedendo a luz e além
E disse: Minha voz, se vós não sereis minha
Vós não sereis de mais ninguém
(O que é bom para o dono é bom para a voz)
Maandag 3 februari 1997
Wasted Words
Wasted Words
Composer(s): Gregg Allman
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Can you tell me, tell me, friend
just exactly where I've been?
Is that so much to ask?
I'll pay you back no matter what the task
You seem really sure 'bout something I don't know
take that load off, looks like chest's about to go
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no?
Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright
Is it me or is it you? I'd make a wager and I'd hope you lose
Time's gone, looks like Rome is 'bout to fall
Next time take the elevator, please don't crawl
Your wasted words so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no?
Well, I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior
Every other Christmas I would practice good behavior
That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be Mister Clean
'cause baby, I don't know how
Ring my phone 'bout ten more times, we will see
find that broke down line and let it be
Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV
Weekday soap-box speciality, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout now
By the way, this song's for you, sincerely, me
Zondag 2 februari 1997
À Vot' Bon Coeur
À Vot' Bon Coeur
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Je n'ai pas d'auto
Je n'ai pas de vélo
Les trams sont en grève
Et je dois aller
Voir ma petite poupée
Et les heures sont brèves
Y'a déjà trois heures
Que je ballade mon coeur
Le long des boulevards
Pour mieux me faire voir
Par les conducteurs
J'agite un mouchoir
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
Voyez mes fleurs Monsieur
Elles vont s'faner Monsieur
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
Je vous en prie Monsieur
Ne me laissez pas sur le carreau!
Ah voilà enfin l'homme
Qui mettra fin à cette marche forcée
Cet homme est un saint
Ce n'est pas en vain
Que j'aurais prié
Ah! maudit soit-il
Ce n'était qu'un fil
Qui s'est détaché
Une panne de moteur
Et le joli coeur
Voudrait me faire pousser
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
À vot' bon coeur Monsieur
Poussez un peu Monsieur
Et vous monterez Monsieur
Voilà, voilà, Monsieur
Mais ne partez pas Monsieur
Attendez-moi Monsieur
Et me voilà le bec dans l'eau!
Ca c'est un peu fort
C'est un coup du sort
Y a de quoi râler
Tant pis si je suis mort
Mais je battrai les records
De la marche à pied!
Zondag 2 februari 1997
Wasted On The Way
Wasted On The Way
Composer(s): Graham Nash
Performer(s): Crosby, Stills & Nash;
The Hollies; Makaha Sons of Ni'ihau; Manoa DNA
Look around me, I can see my life before me
running rings around the way it used to be
I am older now, I have more than what I wanted
but I wish that I had started long before I did
And there's so much time to make up everywhere you turn
time we have wasted on the way
So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away
Oh, when you were young, did you question all the answers?
Did you envy all the dancers who had all the nerve?
Look round you now, you must go for what you wanted
Look at all my friends who did and got what they deserved
And there's so much time to make up everywhere you turn
time we have wasted on the way
So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away
And there's so much love to make up everywhere you turn
love we have wasted on the way
So much water moving underneath the bridge, let the water come and carry us away
Let the water come and carry us away
Zaterdag 1 februari 1997
À Votre Avis
À Votre Avis
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall
Je téléphone à une amie
Pour qu'elle se penche sur ma vie
Et que je laisse à son avis
Je ne sais plus ce que j'ai dit
Et je durci ma loi de lui
Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Mais j'ai besoin de lui
Comme il a besoin de moi
Je peux tout xxxxxx
Et que peut-il sans moi?
Puisqu'il a besoin de moi
Je parle aux arbres des chemins
Je leur demande mon destin
Est-ce que je l'aime à leur avis
Et son absence me fait peur
Me fait découvrir la douleur
Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Est-ce que je l'aime à votre avis?
Mais j'ai besoin de lui
Comme il a besoin de moi
Je peux tout xxxxxxxx
Et que peut-il sans moi?
Puisqu'il a besoin de moi
Et que peut-il sans moi?
Puisqu'il a besoin de moi
De moi
Zaterdag 1 februari 1997
Wasted Days And Wasted Nights
Wasted Days And Wasted Nights
Composer(s): Wayne Duncan; Freddy Fender;
Baldemar Huerta; Huey P. Meaux
Performer(s): Freddy Fender
Wasted days and wasted nights
I have left for you behind
for you don't belong to me
your heart belongs to someone else
Why should I keep loving you
when I know that you're not true?
And why should I call your name
when you're to blame
for making me blue?
(chorus)
Don't you remember the day
that you went away and left me?
I was so lonely
prayed for you only
my love
Why should I keep loving you
when I know that you're not true?
And why should I call your name
when you're to blame
for making me blue?
(Chorus)
Wasted days and wasted nights
I have left for you behind
for you don't belong to me
your heart belongs to someone else
Why should I keep loving you
when I know that you're not true?
And why should I call your name
when you're to blame
for making me blue?
Vrijdag 31 januari 1997
A Volta Do Malandro
A Volta Do Malandro
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Bia
Eis o malandro na praça outra vez
Caminhando na ponta dos pés
Como quem pisa nos corações
Que rolaram nos cabarés
Entre deusas e bofetões
Entre dados e coronéis
Entre parangolés e patrões
O malandro anda assim de viés
Deixa balançar a maré
E a poeira assentar no chão
Deixa a praça virar um salão
Que o malandro é o barão da ralé
Vrijdag 31 januari 1997
Wassail Song
Wassail Song
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Alfred Deller
and multiple other artists
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green
Here we come a wand'ring
So fair to be seen
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
We are not daily beggars
Who beg from door to door
But we are neighbor's children
Whom you have seen before
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
We have a little purse
Made of ratching leather skin
We want some of your small change
To line it well within
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
God bless the Master of this house
Likewise the Mistress too
And all the little children
That round the table go
Love and joy come to you
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy new year
And God send you a happy new year
Donderdag 30 januari 1997
A Voice In The Wilderness
A Voice In The Wilderness
Composer(s): Bunny Lewis - Norrie Paramor
Performer(s): Cliff Richard; The Hunters
My heart was so heavy with longing for you
My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue
Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry
A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say
Be true to her memory, she'll come back some day
And though there was no-one, nobody to see
A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind
Why did you leave me, love made me blind
My darling forgive me, I yearn for your touch
Have pity, come back now, I need you so much
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above
The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above
A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love.
My heart was so heavy with longing for you
My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue
Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry
A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say
Be true to her memory, she'll come back some day
And though there was no-one, nobody to see
A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind
Why did you leave me, love made me blind
My darling forgive me, I yearn for your touch
Have pity, come back now, I need you so much
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above
The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and you'll hear it, that voice from above
A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Donderdag 30 januari 1997
Wasp Man
Wasp Man
Composer(s): Keith Moon
Performer(s): The Who
Sting sting ha ha
Bzzzzzzzz
Sting sting
Bzzzzzzzz
Wasp man, you're gonna get buzzed
Wasp man, you're gonna get stung
Sting
Wasp man, you're gonna get stung
Sting, sting
Wasp man
Sting, sting, sting
Sting, sting, sting
Wasp man, gonna get buzzed
Wasp man, buzz
Wasp man, you're gonna get stung
Sting, sting, sting
Wasp man, get on runnin
Sting, sting, sting
Bzzzzzzzz
Sting, sting, sting
Bzzzzzzzz
Sting, sting, sting
Woensdag 29 januari 1997
A Voice For Peace
A Voice For Peace
Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg
Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
You know that everybody has a voice
And how they use it is their own free choice
In your glory I will not rejoice
If you choose the ways of war
If you choose the ways of war
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
My country 'tis of thee; in God we trust
But how much longer will He shelter us
While we choose the ways of war
While the winds of war rage on
Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Let it start here with me--oh let mine be a voice for peace
The good book tells us thou shalt not kill
The truth came shining and it's shining still
But how much blood upon this earth must spill
Before we lay our weapons down
Let us lay our weapons down
Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Let it start here with me, oh let mine be a voice
And in the face of the beast, oh let mine be a voice
Until the breaths in me cease, oh let mine be a voice for peace
Let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Oh let mine (oh let my small voice) be a voice for peace
Raise your voice up, raise your voice up
Raise your voice up and sing for the promise
Woensdag 29 januari 1997
Wasn't That A Party?
