Zaterdag 15 augustus 1998
Alice Blue Gown
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All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
Alice Blue Gown
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Zaterdag 15 augustus 1998
Where The Turf Meets The Surf
Where The Turf Meets The Surf
Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Bing Crosby; James V. Monaco
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
Where the turf meets the surf
down at old Del Mar
take a plane
take a train
take a car
There is a smile on every face
and a winner in each race
where the turf meets the surf
at Del Mar
Vrijdag 14 augustus 1998
Alice Au Pays Des Amours
Alice Au Pays Des Amours
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Alice au pays
Des amours
Alice, adieu pour
Toujours
Tu m'as oublié
Tu vas te marier
Au pays
Des Amours
Alice a quitté
L'enfance
Je l'ai perdue pour
Toujours
Je vais chercher
Le chemin pour rentrer
Au pays
Des amours
Alice, le pays
Des merveilles
Te dit adieu pour
Toujours
Tu l'a oublié
Tu t'en vas aimer
Au pays
Des amours
Alice au pays
Des Amours
Je l'ai perdue pour
Toujours
Je vais chercher
Le chemin pour rentrer
Au pays des
Amours
Je vais chercher
Le chemin pour rentrer
Au pays des
Amours
Amours
Vrijdag 14 augustus 1998
Where The Sour Turns To Sweet
Where The Sour Turns To Sweet
Composer(s): Tony Banks; Peter Gabriel;
Steve Hackett; Anthony Phillips; Mike Rutherford
Performer(s): Genesis
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
Look inside your mind
See the darkness creeping out
I can see the softness there
Where the sunshine is gliding in
Fill your mind with love
Find the world of future glory
You can meet yourself
Where the sour turns to sweet
Leave your ugly selfish shell
To melt in the glowing flames
Can you sense the change
See your eyes, now listen
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
Paint your face all white
To show the peace inside
Drift away while the saffron burns
To the land where the rainbow ends
Can you sense the change?
See your eyes in focus
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
We're waiting for you
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
We want you with us
Come and join us now
We need you with us
Come and join us now
Donderdag 13 augustus 1998
Alice (Tom Waits)
Alice
Composer(s): Tom Waits - Kathleen Brennan
First release by: Tom Waits - 2002
It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears on my face
And the skates on the pond
They spell Alice
I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithmetic arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
Are tangled up around the pier
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
There's only Alice
Donderdag 13 augustus 1998
Where The Morning Glories Grow
Where The Morning Glories Grow
Composer(s): Richard Whiting - Ray Egan - Gus Kahn
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists
I remember, I remember the place where I was born
Where the morning glories twine around the door at early morn
I've forgotten, I've forgotten how long I've been away
But I'd like to wander back again down the lane to yesterday
I want to wake up in the morning where the morning glories grow
Where the sun comes peepin' in where I'm sleepin' and the songbirds say "Hello"
I long to wander in the wildwood where the rippling waters flow
And go drifting back to childhood, where the morning glories grow
I remember, I remember the schoolhouse on the hill
And I wonder if the tiny folks are climbing up there still
I can picture, I can picture the dear old swimming pool
And the happy days that I spent there when I should have been in school
I want to wake up in the morning where the morning glories grow
Where the sun comes peepin' in where I'm sleepin' and the songbirds say "Hello"
I long to wander in the wildwood where the rippling waters flow
And go drifting back to childhood, where the morning glories grow
Woensdag 12 augustus 1998
Alice (Sham 69)
Alice
Composer(s): Dave Parsons - Jimmy Pursey
Performer(s): Sham 69
Alice, Alice had a dream
She dreamt Elizabeth Taylor was her next door neighbour
She's candy floss in a 60s skirt
She's I learn to pogo
But she ain't no flirt
She dresses in pink yellowy blue
She walks around with nothing to do
Shes Richard and Judy
Cider and sleep
The one that you look at walking down the street
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice, Alice had a dream
She dreamt her Dr Martens turned to ice cream
She's a strawberry girl with a Robert Smith poster
She's fishnet and lipstick but she didn't nick it
She's all tattoo and laces polka dot and stripe
The girl on the bus not the one on the bike
She's 77 all of the day
And I know that you're listening
When you're hearing me say
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice, Alice had a dream
She had sex with a rabbit in the forest of Dean
She's chocolate in an Oxfam wispa
She's all upstairs and downstairs
She comes from Gloucester
She's Manchester, Brighton, Weybridge and home
She'll tell you all about it when she's on the phone
She's oh what a bargain and that's really nice
And if you have her for dinner no meat only rice
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Alice let's get drunk tonight
Alice it'll be alright
Woensdag 12 augustus 1998
Where The Golden Sliprails Are Down
Where The Golden Sliprails Are Down
Performer(s): Slim Dusty
Let's walk down that long road together
the road that we know as lifes span
if you'll be my wife, 'til the end of my life
I'll be your true lovin' man
we'll take each steep grade together
let showers of strife tumble down
we'll share every bend 'til we find in the end
Where the golden sliprails are down
Let's walk down that long road together
'til lifes long journey is done
our thoughts straight ahead, like the great saviour said
we'll find his home one by one
in the glory of his tender blessing
eternal love will abound
no gates will be closed, in that heavenly abode
Where the golden sliprails are down
Let's walk down that long road together
the light from our love will show the way
your sweet tender smile will lighten each mile
and roll the dark clouds away
so come let us walk to the altar, our lives forever be bound
then we'll go as one towards the setting sun
Where the golden sliprails are down
Dinsdag 11 augustus 1998
Alice (Mott The Hoople)
Alice
Composer(s): Ian Hunter
Performer(s): Mott The Hoople
Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze
As the wind died away she sank way below her knees
And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky
She must have been at least a fathom high
She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street
with all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet
and when a stranger said she sucked she just smiled believing luck
as she climed into his truck to make a buck
Oh my god, she's running round the trees
Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real
Alice you remind me of Manhattan
The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
Oh, I got my eyes on you
Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch
cause if you ain't too careful he's gonna kick you in the crotch
and you're out in the cold and you know that you've been rolled
and the cops don't even stop and you feel old
See Alice really liked you but you stayed a while too long
now she wants you to forget it and come back before too long
but make it quick if you could, she's gonna star in Hollywood
the producer seems to think, she's kinda good
Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence
laughing at the lights of New York City
Alice you remind of Manhattan
the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
Oh, just come over
Roll Up
See Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards
ain't no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse
and it's a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay
or is it really just a couple of blocks away
Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
about the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under?
She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions
see Alice is always based on split decisions
Me and my stupidity sittin' on a fence
and digging what I thought was New York City
Oh Alice, you remind me of Manhattan
the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
Oh, I like you
Yeah Alice, the lights were meant for you
your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue
you gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose
Oh, I know it
Oh Alice, don't stop and think a minute
or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it
and you're a shooting star and you'll die if you don't win it
Yeah
You didn't make the book
Dinsdag 11 augustus 1998
Where The Boys Are
Where The Boys Are
Composer(s): Howie Greenfield; Neil Sedaka
Performer(s): Connie Francis
Where the boys are, someone waits for me
A smilin' face, a warm embrace, two arms to hold me tenderly
Where the boys are, my true love will be
He's walkin' down some street in town and I know he's lookin' there for me
In the crowd of a million people I'll find my valentine
And then I'll climb to the highest steeple and tell the world he's mine
Till he holds me I wait impatiently
Where the boys are, where the boys are
Where the boys are, someone waits for me
Till he holds me I wait impatiently
Where the boys are, where the boys are
Where the boys are, someone waits for me
Maandag 10 augustus 1998
Alice (Eddy Mitchell)
Alice
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamondis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Alice, ton pays aux merveilles n'existe plus
Alice, quand tu sors du sommeil tu n'y crois plus
Ce pays que j'ai cherché sans toi
M'obsédait des jours entiers
Et je voulais vivre dans cet endroit
Afin de pouvoir t'aimer... t'aimer
Alice, si tu entends ma voix te supplier
Oh Alice, je t'en prie répond-moi, viens me chercher
Je t'en prie viens me chercher
Car l'enfant que j'étais n'a cessé cessé de t'aimer
Ce pays que j'ai cherché sans toi
M'obsédait des jours entiers
Mais je voulais vivre dans cet endroit
Afin de pouvoir t'aimer... t'aimer
Alice, ton pays aux merveilles n'existe plus
Alice, quand tu sors du sommeil tu n'y crois plus
Oh Alice ...
Maandag 10 augustus 1998
Where The Blue Of Night (Meets The Gold Of The Day)
Where The Blue Of Night (Meets The Gold Of The Day)
Composer(s): Turk; Bing Crosby; Ahlert
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
Where the blue of the night meets the gold of the day
Someone waits for me
And the gold of her hair crowns the blue of her eyes
Like a halo tenderly
If only I could see her
Oh how happy I would be
Where the blue of the night meets the gold of the day
Someone waits for me
Zondag 9 augustus 1998
Alibis
Alibis
Composer(s): Tony Mcaulay - Tom Snow
Performer(s): Sergio Mendes
It's nothin' I can put my finger on
But it's there, I swear
It's not somethin' I'm imaginin'
Each time you call
I know I'll get your "working late" routine again
Is there someone I should know about?
Tell me why do I have this doubt?
I'm sure your alibis are watertight
And you're where you have to be tonight
Whoa, oh, but I know you're slippin' away from me
I'm know your alibis are watertight
And you're where you say you are tonight
But honey, I can tell
I know the pattern much too well
I don't fool so easily
Slippin' away from me
Your telephone service says you're out again
Somewhere, out there, you've got another rendezvous
I know the way you work
You'll be someplace where no one can check up on you
You think you're in the clear but don't forget
That's exactly the way we met
I'm sure your alibis are watertight
And you're where you have to be tonight
Whoa, oh, but I know you're slippin' away from me
I know your alibis are watertight
And you're where you say you are tonight
But honey, I can tell
I know the pattern much too well
I don't fool so easily
Slippin' away from me
Is there someone I should know about?
Tell me why do I have this doubt
I'm sure your alibis are watertight
And you're where you have to be tonight
Whoa, oh, but I know you're slippin' away from me
I know your alibis are watertight
And you're where you say you are tonight
But honey, I can tell
I know the pattern much too well
I don't fool so easily
Slippin' away from me
I'm sure your alibis are watertight
And you're where you have to be tonight
Whoa, oh, but I know you're slippin' away from me ...
Zondag 9 augustus 1998
Where The Black-Eyed Susans Grow
Where The Black-Eyed Susans Grow
Composer(s): Dave Radford; Richard A. Whiting
I know a plain old fashioned farmhouse
down a pretty little lane
Where yellow daisies make a pathway
to the fields of golden grain
There a little girl is waiting where I found her years ago
Something tells me that I'm welcome
where the Black-eyed Susans grow
Her daddy's just a plain old farmer, mother's just a farmer too
they surely raised some pretty Daisy when they raised my little Sue
You may have your pretty Roses, Violets and Pansies too
you can keep your snow white Lilies, I will leave them all for you
I'm going back to a shack where the Black-eyed Susans grow
I love 'em so
they're all around on the ground where I found the one I know so long ago
The honey bees all know I'm comin', I seem to hear them softly hummin'
"You'll be losin' your little Susan, you'd better be getting busy buzzin' around"
To stroll again down the lane to the plain old rustic seat will be a treat
and then I'll bring out the ring for the finger of my sweet
She's mighty sweet
And when I'm tied to the pride of the country side
maybe I'll introduce you to my corn fed bride
when I come back from the shack where the Black-eyed Susans grow
Zaterdag 8 augustus 1998
Alibi
Alibi
Composer(s): Christopher Cross - Rob Meurer
Performer(s): Christopher Cross
It's a calm wind blowing on my skin
And I've been dreaming again
Now that we're all here
We can share these notes and all this madness
We can talk of innocence
And of all the things we believe in
Is it an alibi
Is it the reason why
Is it the way we really feel inside
Set it free
The magic of those nights brings me closer to that light
That helps me see the path ahead of me
I can feel that something
A hint of mystery
A trace of dare
To live the truth I hide somewhere
Daybreak
In a place I've known before
Will I find me behind that final door
I can hear the footsteps of the past
I can feel the thunder and it's coming fast
I'm gonna spend some time with the moon
Pour myself a glass of midnight
Keep myself in tune
Is it an alibi
Is it the tears I cry
Is it the way I see it through your eyes
The magic of those nights brings me closer to that light
That helps me see the path ahead of me
I can feel that something
A hint of mystery
A trace of dare
To live the truth I hide somewhere
Zaterdag 8 augustus 1998
Where Or When
Where Or When
Composer(s): Richard Rogers; Lorenz Hart
Performer(s): Dion & The Belmonts;
and various other artists
It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you were smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before and loved before
But who knows where or when?
Vrijdag 7 augustus 1998
Ali Baba's Camel
Ali Baba's Camel
Composer(s): Noel Gay
Performer(s): Cicely Courtneidge; The Bonzo Dog Band
You've heard of Ali Baba
Forty thieves had he
Out for what we all want
Lots of LSD
He also had a camel
Stole it from a zoo
How he loved the camel, and the camel loved him too
Oh, how the how the camel loved Ali Ba(r)Ba(r)!
Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so
No matter where he went to, that camel had to go
Some say that he's in heaven, but this I know is true
Wherever you think Ali has gone, his camel's gone there too
(oh, buddy cam-ee)
Crossing the equator, oooo, how hot it was
Poor old Ali Baba cursed and swore, because
He was so very thirsty, and everybody knows
It's horrible to walk for miles with sand between your toes
Oh, how the camel loved Ali Baba... brrrrr!
Ali Baba's camel turned 'round and licked his hand
He said, "Oh, Ali Baba, I surely understand"
"We must find an oasis and get a drink somehow"
"But, hark! I hear the temple bells! They'll all be open now"
They entered for the races at the desert sports
There goes Ali's camel in his filthy cotton shorts
The starter cracked his pistol off the camel's head
Ali Baba's camel wins by half a camel's hair
Hey Ali Baba, Hey Ali Baba
Your camel loves you!
Your camel loves you!
Ali Baba's camel had run for miles and miles
His tail was pointing backwards
That's how a camel smiles
But Ali and his camel, they both were out of breath
They'd run so far, they laughed so much
They laughed themselves to death
Oh! Gather 'round the campfire! Sing a rondelet!
But don't sing out of tune, though
('Cause eggs are cheap today!)
Sing of Ali Baba
Sing about his men
Sing about his camel, and then sing it all again
Oh, how the camel loved Ali Baba
Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so
No matter where he went to, that camel had to go
Some say that he's in heaven, but this I know as well
Wherever you think Ali has gone, his camel's gone to
(hey, give us a tune there, Jock! Yahoo!)
Vrijdag 7 augustus 1998
Where No Cabins Fall
Where No Cabins Fall
Composer(s): Nolan Jeffress
Performer(s): The Country Gentlemen;
Chestnut Grove Quartet; Rhonda Vincent
As my mind wanders back to the quaint little shack
Where in childhood I used to play
There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad
As we whiled the sweet moments away
We would all kneel in prayer and in reverence there
We would praise the redeemer on high
Now in sadness I pine for that old home of mine
And I long for that mother’s love
(Chorus)
I’d like to go back to that quaint little tumble-down shack
I’d like to spend a day where in heaven forever I’ll stay
But time won’t turn back; we must travel till Jesus shall call
Then we’ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall
Though I drifted away from childhood’s sweet play
I can still hear those voices sweet
They are calling me back to that quaint little shack
Where the circle will never more meet
But til that happy day, up in heaven they say
We will praise the redeemer on high
Now in sadness I pine for that old home of mine
And I long for that mother’s love
(Chorus)
I’d like to go back to that quaint little tumble-down shack
I’d like to spend a day where in heaven forever I’ll stay
but time won’t turn back; we must travel til Jesus shall call
Then we’ll be happy in that land where no cabins fall
In that land where no cabins fall
Donderdag 6 augustus 1998
Ali
Ali
Performer(s): Udo Lindenberg
Ali ist ein Türkenjunge aus Hamburg
hier geboren
doch wo gehört er eigentlich hin?
Dauernd gibt man ihm so ein Gefühl
als müßte er sagen
"Entschuldigen Sie, daß ich geboren bin"
Ali trifft sein Mädchen in dunklen Läden
Sie nimmt ihn nie mit zu sich nach Haus
Sie sagt
"Mein Alter, mit dem kann man leider nicht reden
der hat so Müllsprüche darauf wie 'Kanacken raus!'"
Und er denkt an das Land seiner Eltern
das er nur von Bildern kennt
und vom Fernsehen das Land
das sein Vater die echte Heimat nennt
Istanbul, das Schwarze Meer
am Bahnhof schaut er den Zügen hinterher
Doch wahrscheinlich in Ankara
hätte er Heimweh nach Hamburg-Altona
So sitzt er mit den Gefühlen
zwischen den Stühlen
umgeben von Gettomauern
isoliert wie im Knast
Und trotzdem, Ali, ist das hier dein Zuhause
Heimat ist einfach da, wo du Freunde hast
und da wo du herkommst
wo eins nur wichtig ist
daß du ein guter Kumpel bist
Donderdag 6 augustus 1998
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