Dinsdag 11 februari 1997
A Well-Known Has-Been
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A Well-Known Has-Been
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Dinsdag 11 februari 1997
Watch Me
Watch Me
Composer(s): Gary Burr; Tom Shapiro
Performer(s): Lorrie Morgan
The more I needed, the less you gave
I guess you thought that it worked that way
You never would listen
And now that I'm leaving
You're not believing
A word I say
(Chorus)
Oh, If you think I won't go
Watch me
Oh, watch me prove you wrong today
You don't even know you've lost me
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away
Don't tell me that it can't be done
That the world is colder without someone
Yeah, it might get lonely
It might get crazy
But this time baby, I'm as good as gone
(Repeat chorus)
Cab on the street
Hand on the door
Bag at my feet
Need I say more
Oh watch me
You don't even know you've lost me
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away
Oh, just watch me walk away
(Repeat chorus)
Yeah, if you think I won't go
Watch me
Oh Watch me proove you wrong today
You don't even know you lost me
You think I'd always stay
Oh, just watch me walk away
Oh, just watch me walk away
Maandag 10 februari 1997
A Weekend In The Country
A Weekend In The Country
From the film "The Barkleys Of Broadway" (1949)
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Oscar Levant
(Josh:) With golf and tennis 'round you
And no cares to hound you
(Dinah:) When Mother Nature beckons, who can decline?
(Ezra:) Till Mother Nature vetoes
The bees and mosquitoes
Mother Nature is no mother of mine!
(Josh & Dinah:) From Saturday night to Monday morn
There's always joy ahead
(Ezra:) From Saturday night to Monday morn
I wish that I were dead!
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Never will let you down
(Ezra:) You'll pardon my effront'ry
I'd rather spend it in town
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Healthy and full of sport
(Dinah:) And then it isn't small potatoes
(Josh:) When you get those fresh tomatoes
(Ezra:) I've a list of fresh tomatoes
Sueing me now in court!
(Dinah:) Ah, gimme the milk from the moo cow
(Josh:) Of corn right from the field I'm fond
(Ezra:) In town I'd be splurgin'
On Venison and Sturgeon
Bestride a beautiful blonde
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend gets you sunburned
Vitamin A you win
(Ezra:) I'd rather get back unburned
With my original skin
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Glorious, there's no doubt
(Ezra:) A weekend in the country
What's the next train out?
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Trees in the orchard call
(Ezra:) When you've examined one tree
Then you've examined them all
(Josh & Dinah:) A weekend in the country
Happily we endorse
(Dinah:) Come get your share of nature's bounty
(Josh:) Ride the trail around the county
(Ezra:) I am no Canadian mounty
Why do I need a horse?
(Dinah:) Hark, hark to the song of the bull frog
(Josh:) At dawn, you'll rise up with the lark
(Ezra:) When roosters will riot
I'd much prefer the quiet
Of Forty-Second and Park
(Josh & Dinah:) Get peppy and alivey
Don't be a city poke!
(Ezra:) I once got poison ivy
(Dinah:) Will you try for poison oak?
(Josh:) A weekend in the country
(Dinah:) Dickey-bird's overhead
(Ezra:) A weekend in the country
I should have stayed in bed!
Maandag 10 februari 1997
Watch Her Ride
Watch Her Ride
Composer(s): Paul Kantner
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
I didn't know you were the one for me
I couldn't see
But you were waiting
For someone to come along to help you out to sing your song
And I was changing
All I see is you
All I feel is you for me!
And I would really like to watch you ride
And always feel you by my side
I would really like to watch you ride
All on me!
I go stumbling to the sky, and I seem to fly so high
I see you, I feel you
You have a way of walking 'round your feet they never touch the ground
And you are shining
All I see is you
All I feel is you for me!
Times don't change
Times don't ever change for me
And I know that you could be the only thing in my world
The only thing that my mind would find
For love, for love and peace of mind, for me, for me
Oh
Your Shadow in the morning sun becomes my fun, and we can say
"I love you, love you"
My morning shines on silver beaches, your light flashes to the reaches
Of my mind, my mind, of
My mind, and my mind it comes alive with you
It's all that I can do to sit here and let you blow my mind
Ah! My mind
You're so fine, in my mind you're so fine, in my mind you're so fine
You're so fine, in my mind, you're so fine in mind
Zondag 9 februari 1997
A Wedding In Cherokee County
A Wedding In Cherokee County
Composer(s): Randy Newman
First release by: Randy Newman - 1974
There she is sitting there
Out behind the smoke house in her rocking chair
She don't do nothin'
She don't say nothin'
She don't feel nothin'
She don't know nothin'
Maybe she's crazy I don't know
But maybe that's why I love her so
Her papa was a midget
Her mama was a whore
Her grandad was a newsboy 'til he was eighty four
Man don't you think I know she hates me
Man don't you think I know that she's no good
If she knew how she'd be unfaithful to me
I think she'd kill me if she could
Maybe she's crazy I don't know
But maybe that's why I love her so
I'm not afraid of the greywolf
Who stalks through our forest at dawn
As long as I have her beside me
I have the strength to carry on
Today we will be married
And all the freaks that she knows will be there
And all the people from the village will be there
To congratulate us
I will carry her across the threshold
I will make dim the light
I will attempt to spend my love within her
But though I try with all my might
She will laugh at my mighty sword
She will laugh at my mighty sword
Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword?
Lord, help me if you will
Maybe we're both crazy, I don't know
Maybe that's why I love her so
Zondag 9 februari 1997
Wat Voor Een Gek Denk Je Dat Ik Ben
Wat Voor Een Gek Denk Je Dat Ik Ben
English Title: What Kind Of Fool (Do You Think I Am)
Composer(s): Ray Whitley; N. Byl
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Vraag niet dat ik aan je hielen wen
Gisteren was ik nog je favoriet
Nu doe je reeds of je mij niet ziet
Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Wat voor een gek denk je dat hier staat
Omdat hij dwaze figuren slaat
Als hij moet dansen als je fuift
En dan lach je hem nog vierkant uit
Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Dacht dat ik je topper was
Nummer 1 van kop tot teen
Dan vloog ik naar bene
Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
Vraag niet dat ik aan je hielen wen
Gisteren was ik nog je favoriet
Nu doe je reeds of je mij niet ziet
Wat voor een gek denk je dat ik ben
(verschillende malen)
Zaterdag 8 februari 1997
A Weaver Of Dreams
A Weaver Of Dreams
Composer(s): Victor Young - Jack Elliott
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
and multiple other artists
You're a weaver of dreams
You and your strange fascination
You're a weaver of dreams
You and your come-hither smile
Just to hear you speak
Can leave me weak as a babe in arms
Poor little babe in arms
Helpless before your charms
For you're a weaver of dreams
You and your lips warm and tender
Just like magic it seems
Thrilling, enchanting me too
I'm in your spell and there's no cure
I'm lost for sure
`Cause you're a weaver of dreams
And I'm in love with you
(You're a weaver of dreams
You and your strange fascination
You're a weaver of dreams
You and your come hither smile)
I'm in your spell and there's no cure
I'm lost for sure
`Cause you're a weaver of dreams
And I'm in love with you
(You're a weaver of dreams
You're a weaver of dreams)
Zaterdag 8 februari 1997
Wat Een Leven
Wat Een Leven
Composer(s): Rocco Granata; Philemon Van Cauwenbergh
Performer(s): Louis Neefs
Als ik ooit eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan begin ik er beslist eens aan
Aan ik weet niet wat, maar je zult zien dat
Iedereen er zal verstomd van staan
Als ik ooit eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Morgen of een andere dag misschien
Dan doe ik eens echt iets waarvan men zegt
Nee, dat hebben we nog nooit gezien
Maar ik heb de hele dag toch al zoveel te doen
Eten, drinken, slapen, zoals 't hoort
Hele nachten dromen en dan moe zijn tot de noen
Enzovoort, enzovoort, wat 'n leven
Maar als ik eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan kan je er zeker van op aan
Dat ik op een keer, maar wie weet wanneer
Mogelijk eens aan de slag zal gaan
Maar ik heb de hele dag toch al zoveel te doen
Eten, drinken, slapen, zoals 't hoort
Hele nachten dromen en dan moe zijn tot de noen
Enzovoort, enzovoort, wat 'n leven
Maar als ik eens vijf minuten tijd heb
Dan kan je er zeker van op aan
Dat ik op een keer, maar wie weet wanneer
Mogelijk eens aan de slag zal gaan
Vrijdag 7 februari 1997
A Ways To Go
A Ways To Go
Composer(s): Lainie Marsh
Performer(s): Emmylou Harris; Lainie Marsh
I hear the clock a tickin'
See the sweat upon my brow
I know my destination
Nothing's gonna stop me now
I'm running on desire
Baby I've got nerves of steel
Coming down to the wire
Lord above me guide the wheel
Keep me in your prayers tonight
I'll be weary upon that road
I know the finish line's in sight
But I still have a ways to go
There's a junkyard dog a barkin'
In the valley down below
He's wanting me to stop and
Gather up a heavy load
Ain't gonna heed his call
Ain't givin' him the time of day
You mangy mutt once and for all
I said I threw that stuff away
I won't have a bit of trouble
Heading down the straight and true
I'll fly solo on the double
Into the yonder blue
I might need some intervention
Out upon the icy turn
In a foggy situation
Squealin' on a hairpin curve
I'm running on desire
Baby I've got nerves of steel
Coming down to the wire
Lord above me guide the wheel
Keep me in your prayers tonight
I'll be weary upon that road
I know the finish line's in sight
But I still have a ways to go
Keep me in your prayers tonight
I'll be weary upon that road
I know the finish line's in sight
But I still have a ways to go
Got a ways to go, got a ways to go
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
