Dinsdag 19 mei 1998
Air Talk
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Air Talk
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Dinsdag 19 mei 1998
When Two Worlds Collide
When Two Worlds Collide
Composer(s): Bill Anderson; Roger Miller
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
Your world was so different from mine don't you see
We just couldn't be close though we tried
We both reached for heavens but ours weren't the same
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Your world was made up of things sweet and good
My world could never fit in, wish it could
Two hearts lie in shambles and oh how they've cried
That's what happens when two worlds collide
Maandag 18 mei 1998
Airport Song
Airport Song
((Dutch Version: Airport Song (by Gerard Cox) - 1972))
Composer(s): Christopher Simpson
First release by: Magna Carta
Ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Sitting in the airport lounge
I'm waiting for a plane
Everything is grounded
For the fog is down again
I should be leaving in the morning
On a flight for Singapore
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph
Dozing with a coffee and a drooping cigaret
And the dog eats sunday supplement
And still I can't forget
I should be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph
The hands on the clock
Turn around and around
Dragging past the hours
'Till the dawning of the day
And the girl in information
With her eyes on confirmation
She's turning with a smile to break the news
I cannot quite believe it, but I thought I heard her say
"The customs all have workened up, the fog is on it's way"
So I'll be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun
With a guitar and a suitcase and a face
In a photograph
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh
Yes I'll be leaving in the morning
On a plane bound for the sun
Maandag 18 mei 1998
When Tonight Is Just A Memory
When Tonight Is Just A Memory
Composer(s): Bennie Benjamin; George David Weiss
Performer(s): Doris Day;
Perry Como; Lionel Hampton
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
In our hearts there'll still be melody
A love song warm and true
Though the world may change as time goes by
We'll never change, we two
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
In our hearts there'll still be melody
A love song warm and true
Though the world may change as time goes by
We'll never change, we two
When tonight is just a memory
Our love will still be new
Zondag 17 mei 1998
Airplane
Airplane
Composer(s): Brian Wilson
Performer(s): The Beach Boys
Over the city in an airplane
I can see everything below
The houses they look so tiny
The cars look like dots
We've only got fifteen minutes to go
The clouds in the sky caress my mind so tenderly
The sun shines down on the great big beautiful scene
The sound of the engine fills my ears up
I'm hopin' this rainy weather clears up
My lover is waiting at the airport
Soon she'll be kissing me hello
The woman sitting next to me tells me 'bout her guy
And I tell her all about you and I
Airplane, airplane
Carry me back to her side
Airplane, airplane
I need God as my guide
Down, down on the ground
Can't wait to see her face
(a-1, a-2, a-1, 2, 3)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
I can't wait (can't wait)
To see (her face)
Zondag 17 mei 1998
When To Today
When To Today
Composer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
When I call you will you tell me what to do
Cos I've reached a point where I depend on you
To supply me and rewind me every time that I go down
On the ground I see a face
It reminds me of a place I used to go
With you when I was a boy of seventeen
At least I think it was, if not somewhere between
That amount of fun I've not got
A lot of time to spare
Everywhere there's people staring
They think I am wearing funny clothes
Who knows, where I can go
For a meal there's a real restaurant in town
Who knows, where I can go
For a meal there's a real restaurant in town
I can see you looking through your little hole
In a wall just twice the thickness of the sole
On my shoe, I'm telling you you'd better all that I said
And be ready to go away
Anytime today
Zaterdag 16 mei 1998
Airmail To Heaven
Airmail To Heaven
Composer(s): Kent Westberry
Performer(s): Carl Smith
A letter was written by a little girl's hand
It was sealed with her little heart's love
'Said airmail to heaven to Daddy
To his new home somewhere up above
As a postman I knew that it couldn't be mailed
So I opened the letter and read
To my surprise, tears filled my eyes
Here's what the little girl said
Dear Daddy, Mommy now loves someone new
She says that you're not coming home
She told me to try to understand
She can't go on living alone
I hope Daddy you can forgive her
She needs someone for all she's been through
And he will never take your place
He'll be just filling in for you
Well I finished and folded the letter
Tears rolling down my face
For I was the new man she mentioned
Who was taking her Daddy's place
Zaterdag 16 mei 1998
When This Lousy War Is Over
When This Lousy War Is Over
When this lousy war is over
No more soldiering for me
When I get my civvy clothes on
Oh, how happy I shall be!
No more church parades on Sunday
No more putting in for leave
I shall kiss the sergeant-major
How I'll miss him, how he'll grieve!
Amen
Vrijdag 15 mei 1998
Airegin
Airegin
Composer(s): Sonny Rollins
First recording/First release by: Miles Davis - 1954/1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!
Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
What I tell y'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
Before it got discovered by the kind o'
Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
Back when the world was young
An' man was a living god
An' he walked this earthly sod
This was sod that god would trod on
Till one day a stranger landed
With a line o'jive
Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
Maybe that they should really take five
An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
So he could control it
An' he took care of that missionary biz
Till the lan' was his
Never heard a story draggy as that
Tell th' truth I ain't never heard another
That exasperated more
What an exasperating narrative t'play
Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that I am
'Way back when I was crawlin' in m'crib
I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
Aw'ready I had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
A body who was steadily reachin' up
A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! I was always one t'be free
Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
Me, I'm the old fashioned kind
I was never good at follow-the-leader
Real real real real real real real
That's me, as real as a Yankee can be
That's me
Millions o' years ago
There was a Paleolithic age on Earth
An' the whole world was young
And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls
Ever'where abounding that was the case
'N plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there
An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere
Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck
But in that spot
Where it was so lush, where it was so hot
Where many animal was roamin'
An' nature was kind, life was thrivin'
There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural
I'm tellin' the truth
What-a-benign livin' some livin'
All's forgiven come on home
Blew a truly unruly storm
That wrecked a boat in a climate warm
'N full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin'
White like ghosts
'N when the natives checked 'em out
It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits
Long ago there was a legend
'Bout a spirit who would someday come
A look at these cats
'N y' could see they prob'ly had some
So they welcomed 'em with peace and love
And everything there's plenty of
'N soon the tables had turned to rigormortis
That's when the castaway had his say
Like a dog had his day they told the
People that they were spirits actual
Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be
Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual
What was an accident turns int' something
So unbelievably heaven-sent
Everybody falls for it
Right on down t' the militants
'N marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of Lumumba
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
Wait'll y'dig it on the map - Airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - Airegin
Gone fac'wards
Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!
Vrijdag 15 mei 1998
When They Sound The Last "All Clear"
When They Sound The Last "All Clear"
Composer(s): Hugh Charles; Lewis Elton
Performer(s): Vera Lynn;
and various other artists
When they sound the last all clear
How happy my darling we'll be
When they turn up the lights
And those sad lonely nights
Are only a memory
Never more we'll be apart
Always together sweetheart
For the peace bells will ring
And the whole world will sing
When they sound the last all clear
Donderdag 14 mei 1998
Aire, Aire
Aire, Aire
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire ...
que se llevo a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón
Aire, aire
Tantos buzos alados surcando el aire
aire, aire
que no hay dios que circule
con vuelo insumiso
por el paraíso
del camaleón
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
necesito respirar
que me niego a comprender, amor
que ya nunca pueda ser, amor
verdad la verdad...
pero qué verdad, pero qué verdad
amor...
Aire, aire
no hay perfume que valga si falta el aire
aire, aire
de qué sirve que huela a jardines el viento
si falta el aliento
que atrapa la flor...
Aire, aire
aire de vendaval que revuelva el aire
aire, aire
aire airado que arrastre
esta larga locura
que escupe basura
cuando habla de honor
Aire, aire, aire, aire...
Aire, aire
no una brisa sino un torbellino de aire
aire, aire
que se lleve a los monstruos
que se han hecho dueños
de todos los sueños
que fueron razón
Donderdag 14 mei 1998
When They Ask About You
When They Ask About You
Composer(s): Sam H. Stept
Performer(s): Jimmy Dorsey;
and various other artists
When I go for a walk
And meet old friends we knew
We sit around and talk
Then they ask about you
What's the good if I say
That you and I are thru
I tell them you're okay
When they ask about you
They wonder where we've been
And why we never call
I take it on the chin
Until the teardrops fall
They don't mean to be smart
But if they only knew
They're stepping on my heart
When they ask about you
Woensdag 13 mei 1998
Air Dance
Air Dance
Composer(s): Terence Butler - Tony Iommi - Ozzy Osbourne - William Ward
Performer(s): Black Sabbath
She sits in silence, in her midnight world
Her faded pictures, of her dancing girls
Her, distant dreamer, on the seas of time
Her happy memories, dancing through her mind
In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away
And as the seasons turn the days to years
She holds her pictures, hears the silent cheers
The days grow lonely for the dancing queen
And now she dances only in her dreams
In days of romance
She was the queen of dance
She'd dance the night away, away, away, away
Woensdag 13 mei 1998
When The "Yanks" Come Marching Home
When The "Yanks" Come Marching Home
Composer(s): William Jerome; Seymour Furth
Our hearts today are far across the ocean
God spare our boys
at night we kneel and pray
In far off lands our troops are now in motion
Among the very bravest in the fray
For right and might must wipe out every wrong
So let us hope it won't last long
Our hearts are beating now with palpitation
We smile and then we brush away a tear
For we have sent the flower of our nation
We're proud of every Yankee Volunteer
America was waiting for the chance to show the love we always had for France
For there'll be smiles and miles of tears
When the Yanks come marching home
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy
When the Yanks come marching home
For there'll be smiles and miles of tears
When the Boys come marching home
There'll be tears enough you know to make a dozen rivers flow
Dressed in their torn and tattered suits of tan
From battle fields across the foam
Hearts will beat with joy for every boy
When the Boys come marching home
Dinsdag 12 mei 1998
Ain'tcha Ever Comin' Back
Ain'tcha Ever Comin' Back
Composer(s): Paul Weston - Axel Stordahl - Irving Taylor
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
Ain'tcha ever coming back, aintcha?
Can't ya see the difference it makes?
I'm half myself without your kisses
One more night of doing without `em will drive me crazy
Won'tcha make me smile again, won'tcha?
Just a word is all that it takes
Your hello will let me know that we're the same as we used to be
Oh, ain't cha ever coming back to me?
Dinsdag 12 mei 1998
When The World Was Young
When The World Was Young
((Adapted from: Le Chevalier De Paris (Edith Piaf) - 1950))
((German Version: Die Welt War Jung (Marlene Dietrich) - 1962))
Composer(s): Angèle Vannier - Philippe Gérard - Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Peggy Lee - 1953
and multiple other artists
It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall
Are the apple trees, blossoms in the breeze that we walk among
Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the rounds were sung
Only yesterday when the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we're having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights and glamour and wine
And beautiful girls and summer's been mine, but often my eyes see a different shine
Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung
On our backs sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
Only last July when the world was young
Maandag 11 mei 1998
Ain't We Got Fun?
Ain't We Got Fun?
Composer(s): Richard A. Whiting - Gus Kahn - Ray Egan
Performer(s): Van & Schenck
and multiple other artists
Bill collectors gather 'round and rather
Haunt the cottage next door
Men the grocer and butcher sent
Men who call for the rent
But within a happy chappy
And his bride of only a year
Seem to be so cheerful, here's an earful
Of the chatter you hear
Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening
Ain't we got fun?
Not much money
Oh, but honey
Ain't we got fun?
The rent's unpaid dear
We haven't a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us
In the winter in the Summer
Don't we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun?
Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happened last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name
And I'll bet two pins, a pair of twins
Just happened in with the bird
Still they're very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard
Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening
Don't we have fun
Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear
Don't we have fun
We've only started
As mommer and pop
Are we downhearted
I'll say that we're not
Landlords mad and getting madder
Ain't we got fun?
Times are so bad and getting badder
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get laid off
In the meantime, in between time
Ain't we got fun?
When the man who sold 'em carpets told 'em
He would take them away
They said, "Wonderful, here's our chance
Take them up and we'll dance"
And when burglars came and robbed them
Taking all their silver, they say
Hubby yelled, "We're famous, for they'll name us
In the pepers today
Night or daytime, it's all playtime
Ain't we got fun?
Hot or cold days, any old days
Ain't we got fun
If Wifey wishes
To go to a play
Don't wash the dishes
Just throw them away
Streetcar seats are awful narrow
Ain't we got fun?
They won't smash up our Pierce Arrow
We ain't got none
They've cut my wages
But my income tax will be so much smaller
When I'm laid off, I'll be paid off
Ain't we got fun?
Maandag 11 mei 1998
When The World Has Turned You Down
When The World Has Turned You Down
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
Chorus:
When The World Has Turned You Down Dear I'll be waiting
When your friends can’t be found I’ll be there
When your heart is sad and lonely and no longer wants to roam
When you have no place to go please come on home!
It’s been many years ago dear since we parted
And not one word have I heard from you
I'm so all alone and broken hearted
And I wonder if you miss me too
Darling I just don’t know why you left me
But I do know my heart is broken in two
And if someday you should decide you want me
You’ll always find me waiting here for you
My Darling if I failed you then I’m sorry
For I didn’t mean to treat you wrong
And if you should need me some sad tomorrow
You’ll always find me waiting here at home
Chorus:
When The World Has Turned You Down Dear I'll be waiting
When your friends can’t be found I’ll be there
When your heart is sad and lonely and no longer wants to roam
When you have no place to go please come on home!
It’s been many years ago since we parted
And not one word have I heard from you
And I wonder if you miss me too
Zondag 10 mei 1998
Ain't We Crazy
Ain't We Crazy
Composer(s): Harry McClintock - Asa Martin
Performer(s): Harry McClintock
and multiple other artists
Now, I know a little ditty, it's as crazy as can be
The guy who wrote it said he wanted it, and handed it to me
I found I couldn't use it, because it sounded blue
And that's the very reason why I'm handing it to you
It's a song the alligators sing, while coming through the rye
As they serenade the elephants, up in the trees so high
The iceman hums this ditty, as he shovels in the coal
And the monkeys join the chorus, up around the northern pole
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
This is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're going to sing this song all night today
It was midnight on the ocean, not a streetcar was in sight
And the sun was shining brightly, for it rained all day that night
'Twas a summer night in winter, and the rain was snowing fast
And a barefoot boy with shoes on stood a-sitting in the grass
It was evening, and the rising sun was setting in the west
The little fishes in the trees were huddled in their nests
The rain was pouring down and the moon was shining bright
And everything that you could see was hidden out of sight
While the organ peeled potatoes, lard was rendered by the choir
The sexton rung the dishrag, someone set the church on fire
"Holy smoke!" The preacher shouted, in the rain he lost his hair
Now his head resembles heaven, for there is no parting there
The cows were making cowslips, and the bells were ringing wet
And the bumblebees were making bums, and smoking cigarettes
And a man slept in a stable, and came out a little hoarse
So he hopped upon his golf sticks, and drove all around the course
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
This is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're goin' to sing this song all night today
It was midnight on the ocean, not a horsecar was in sight
As I stepped into the drugstore, to get myself a light
The man behind the counter, was a woman old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings, on the road to Mandalay.
"Good evening, sir," the woman said, and her eyes were bright with tears
As she put her head beneath her feet, and stood that way for years
Her children, six, were orphans, except one tiny tot
Who lived in a house across the street above a vacant lot
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
But this is the way we pass the time away
Ain't we crazy, ain't we crazy
We're going to sing this song all night today
Zondag 10 mei 1998
When The World Falls Down
