Vrijdag 25 september 1998
All At Once (Whitney Houston)
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All At Once
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Vrijdag 25 september 1998
Whiskey, Johnny
Whiskey, Johnny
(Traditional)
O, whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey, Johnny!
I drink whiskey when I can
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Whiskey from an old tin can
Whiskey, Johnny!
I'll drink whiskey when I can
Whiskey for my Johnny!
I drink it hot, I drink it cold
Whiskey, Johnny!
I drink it new, I drink it old
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Whiskey makes me feel so sad
Whiskey, Johnny!
Whiskey killed my poor old dad
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Whiskey killed my poor old dad
Whiskey, Johnny!
And whiskey drove my mother mad
Whiskey for my Johnny!
I thought I heard the old man say
Whiskey, Johnny!
I'll treat my crew in a decent way
Whiskey for my Johnny!
A glass of grog for every man
Whiskey, Johnny!
And a bottle full for the chanteyman
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Whiskey up and whiskey down
Whiskey, Johnny!
And whiskey all around the town
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Oh whiskey here and whiskey there
Whiskey, Johnny!
Oh I'll have whisky everywhere
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Whiskey makes me pawn my clothes
Whiskey, Johnny!
And whiskey gave me this red nose
Whiskey for my Johnny!
Donderdag 24 september 1998
All At Once (Cliff Richard)
All At Once
Composer(s): Cass - Myers
Performer(s): Cliff Richard & the Shadows
All at once, it's you, it's you for me
And all at once, there's blossom on each tree
It's so thrilling and so new to me
this enchantment that you do to me
and forever in your spell I'll be
All at once, my doubts and fears are past
I feel as though I've come back home at last
I thought I was fancy-free, till I felt this magic glow
Now, it's you for me and all at once I know
All at once, my doubts and fears are past
I feel as though I've come back home at last
I thought I was fancy-free, till I felt this magic glow
Now, it's you for me and all at once I know
Donderdag 24 september 1998
Whiskey River
Whiskey River
Composer(s): Johnny Bush; Paul Stroud
Performer(s): Willie Nelson;
and various other artists
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her mem're torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her mem're torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me
I'm drowning in a whiskey river
Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of it's soul
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind
And war an emply heart you left so cold
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her mem're torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me
I'm drowning in a whiskey river
Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of its' soul
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind
And warm an empty heart you left so cold
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her mem're torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me
Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her mem're torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me
Woensdag 23 september 1998
All Around The World Or The Myth Of Fingerprints
All Around The World Or The Myth Of Fingerprints
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon; Los Lobos
Over the mountain down in the valley
Lives a former talk show host
Everybody knows his name
He says there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
I've seen them all and man, they're all the same
Well, the sun gets weary
And the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up
On the black pit town
Somebody says what's a better thing to do
Well, it's not just me
And it's not just you
This is all around the world
Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere
There's a former army post
Abandoned now just like the war
And there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
That's what that old army post was for
Well, the sun gets bloody...
Over the mountain down in the valley
Lives tho former talk-show host
And far and wide his name was known
He said there's no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
That's why we must learn to live alone
Woensdag 23 september 1998
Whiskey On A Sunday
Whiskey On A Sunday
Performer(s): The Dubliners
Chorus
Come day go day
Whishing in me heart it was Sunday
Drinking buttermilk all the week
Whiskey on a Sunday
He sits on the corner of Beggars Bush
Astride of an old packing case
And the dolls on the end of the plank were dancing
As the crooned with a smile on his face
His tired old hands from the wooden beam
And the puppets they danced up and down
A far better shwo you ever did see
In the fanciest theatre in town
But in 1902 old Step Daly died
His song it was heard no more
The three dancing dolls in the dust were thrown
And the plank went to mend the backdoor
But on some stormy night if you are passing that way
With the wind blowing up from the sea
You can still hear the song of old Step Daly
As he croons to his dancing dolls three
Dinsdag 22 september 1998
All Around The World
All Around The World
Composer(s): Titus Turner
First release by: Titus Turner - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists
Well, if I don't love you baby
Grits ain't groceries, eggs ain't poultry
And Mona Lisa was a man
All around the world I'd-a rather be a fly
I'll lite on my baby n' stay with her 'till I die
With a toothpick in my hand, I'd dig a ten foot ditch
And run through the jungle fightin' lions with a switch
'Cause you know I love you, baby
Yes, you know I love you, baby
Well, if I don't love you, baby
Grits ain't groceries, eggs ain't poultry
And Mona Lisa was a man
All around the world I got blisters on my feet
Tryin' to find my baby n' bring her home with me
You better run into me baby and be convinced
If you don't run into me, woman, you ain't got no sense
'Cause you know I love you, baby
Well, you know I love you, baby
Well, if I don't love you, baby
Grits ain't groceries, eggs ain't poultry
And Mona Lisa was a man
All around the world, I never will forget
Lost all my money, my woman and my pet
I got to have you baby, settle for nothin' less
Give up all my goodtime girls an' set'd for happiness
'Cause you know I love you, baby
Well, you know I love you, baby
Well, you know I want you, baby
Yes, your smilin' face is my heaven in life
Well, you know I love you, baby
Yes, you know I love you, baby
Ooh-ooh, you know I love you, baby
Yeah, you know I love you, baby
Well, if I don't love you, baby
Grits ain't groceries
Eggs ain't poultry
Mona Lisa was a man
Dinsdag 22 september 1998
Whiskey Man
Whiskey Man
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): The Who
Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Nobody has ever seen him, I'm the only one
Seemingly I must be mad, Insanity is fun
If that's the way it's done
Doctors say he just a figment of my twisted mind
If they can't see my Whiskey Man they must be going blind
Two men dressed in white collected me two days ago
They said there's only room for one and Whiskey Man can't go
Whiskey Man will waste away if he's left on his own
I can't even ring him 'cause he isn't on the phone
Hasn't got a home
Life is very gloomy in my little padded cell
It's a shame there wasn't room for Whiskey Man as well
Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Just fine
Maandag 21 september 1998
All Around My Hat
All Around My Hat
(Traditional)
Composer(s): Steeleye Span
and multiple other artists
All around my hat I will wear the green willow
All around my hat for a twelve-month and a day
And if anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it
It's all for my true love who's far far away
Fare thee well cold winter and fare thee well cold frost
Nothing have I gained but my own true love I've lost
I'll sing and I'll be merry when occasion I do see
He's a false deluding young man, let him go farewell he
The other night he brought me a fine diamond ring
But he thought to have deprived me of a far better thing
But I being careful like lovers ought to be
He's a false deluding young man, let him go farewell he
All around my hat I will wear the green willow
All around my hat for a twelve-month and a day
And if anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it
It's all for my true love who's far far away
Here's a half a pound of reasons, and a quarter pound of sense
A small sprig of time and as much of prudence
You mix them all together and you will plainly see
He's a false deluding young man, let him go farewell he
All around my hat I will wear the green willow
All around my hat for a twelve-month and a day
And if anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it
It's all for my true love who's far far away
Maandag 21 september 1998
Whiskey In The Jar
Whiskey In The Jar
Composer(s): Phil Lynott; Eric Bell; Brian Downey
Performer(s): Thin Lizzy
As I was goin’ over the cork and kerry mountains
I saw captain farrell and his money he was countin’
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar-o
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to molly
She swore that she’d love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
Being drunk and weary I went to molly’s chamber
Takin’ my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked captain farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
Now some men like the fishin’ and some men like the fowlin’
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin’
Me I like sleepin’ specially in my molly’s chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah
Zondag 20 september 1998
All Around Man
All Around Man
Composer(s): Bo Carter
First release by: Bo Carter - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists
I ain`t no doctor, I ain`t no doctor`s son
But I`ll fill your prescription
Till the real doctor comes
Till the real doctor comes
I ain`t no sailor, ain`t no sailor`s son
But I`ll be your navigator
Till the marines hit town
Till the marines hit town
I`m a handyman, an all around man
I`m a handyman, all around man
And when your husband comes
That`s when the handyman`s gonna scram
I ain`t the DA, ain`t the DA`s son
But I`ll talk to the jury
And I`ll see justice done
Handyman, I`m a handyman
An all around man, all around man
I ain`t no astronaut
From Cape Kennedy I don`t come
Just step inside my rocket ship
I`ll take you circling round the sun
We`ll head off for Pluto, Venus and Mars
Step inside, baby, I`ll take you very far
I`m a handyman, an all around man
An all around man, an all around man
And when your husband comes
That`s when the handyman is gonna scram
Zondag 20 september 1998
Whirlwind Soldier
Whirlwind Soldier
Composer(s): Cassandra Wilson
Performer(s): Cassandra Wilson
We speak in separate words
We love in differeent colors
Our love is madness how can it be?
This is a mystery to me
You broke into my world
shattering all the lies that I'd heard all my life
You were a whirlwind bending the trees, bending the trees
I am a summer breeze
Can I ride with you?
I know that the road is long
Can I ride with you?
I know I will be strong
Until the journey's end
we are forever friends
You and I
You were a whirlwind bending the trees, bending the trees
I'll be a summer breeze
Zaterdag 19 september 1998
All Around Cowboy Of 1964
All Around Cowboy Of 1964
Composer(s): Buddy Alan - R. McDonald
Performer(s): Buck Owens
Folks used to think that
I could ride any bronc or bull alive
Maybe in my younger days I could
But now I'm slowin' down a bit
friends tell me that I should quit
And if I didn't love it so I would
I recall when folks thought
I was great and all the riders used to hate
To see my name upon the entry door
'Cause I could ride and I could rope
The others seem they have no hope
A lookin' at a buckle that I wore
It's that all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four
Long days and lucky breaks have me alone
Workin' hard and ridin' fast and sleepin' in the cold
Made me all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four
Folks don't seem to realize
the thrill I get from every ride
That bronc feels like you're dynamite to me
Scratched and bruised my body aches
from day to day to use it's takes
Lord, only knows the way that sets me free
Now my days have shortened up
I'm out of breakes and out of luck
And things will never be the same old way
As I look back and shed a tear
Sometimes I can almost hear
The echo of the judges, they would say
You're the all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four
Long days and lucky breaks have me alone
Workin' hard and ridin' fast and sleepin' in the cold
Made me all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four
Yes, I'm the all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four...
Zaterdag 19 september 1998
Whipping Post
Whipping Post
Composer(s): Gregg Allman
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
I've been run down
I've been lied to
I don't know why
I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money
wrecked my new car
Now she's with one of my good time buddies
They're drinkin' in some crosstown bar
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me
that I've been such a fool
And I have to stand by and take it baby
all for lovin' you
Drown myself in sorrow
and I look at what you've down
But nothin' seems to change
the bad times stay the same
And I can't run
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good lord, I feel like I'm dyin'
Vrijdag 18 september 1998
All Around
All Around
Composer(s): Andrew Farriss - Michael Hutchence
Performer(s): INXS
I see the rising sun
I feel the warming one
We've come a circle
To the way we once begun
No one's really sure
How to make it up
Or give a name to the way
We've been acting lately
All around
A man he buys a gun
He is his father's son
But one day he takes to gun
And takes the lives of one and many
Looking out one day
A message comes to me
I saw a woman tell the truth
And end up behind bars
I walked an empty street
Proud to spill a tear
Then came my shame
My fear to blame
The one and only
See the rising sun
Feel the warming one
We've come a circle
To the way we once begun
Vrijdag 18 september 1998
Whiplash
Whiplash
Performer(s): Frank Ifield
Whiplash, whiplash
Whiplash, whiplash
In 1851
The great Australian gold rush
The only law a gun
The only shelter wild bush
Whiplash, whiplash
Umm-uum, uum-uum-uuum
Uum-uum
Donderdag 17 september 1998
All American Girls
All American Girls
Composer(s): Joni Sledge - Narada Michael Walden - Lisa Walden - Allee Willis
Performer(s): Sister Sledge
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
The day has finally come
We’re reachin’ out for number one
We’ve worked hard all of our lives
It’s a fight just to survive
You’d better get this straight
Wise up before it’s too late
We’re not threatened by your lies
Or your good byes
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
Sometimes the struggle gets rough
You give your all, but it’s not enough
A vacant job at the top
Don’t let ‘em tell you that right you’re not
We’re not asking to reverse
Roles so long rehearsed
Give us an equal share
That’s just fair
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
We’re all American girls
And we love that life that we lead
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean
All American
All American girls
All American
All American
We’re all American girls (All American)
And we love (Hey) that life that we lead (Wise up before it’s too late)
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
We’re all (Yeah) American girls
And we love that life that we lead (‘Cause)
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean (Yeah)
We’re all American girls (Hey...hey...)
And we love that life that we lead (Wise up before it’s too late)
We’re all American girls
Hear what we say, know what we mean (Yeah...hea...hea...)
All American
All American girls
All American
All American girls
All American
All American
Donderdag 17 september 1998
Whip It
Whip It
Composer(s): Gerald V. Cassale; Mark Mothersbaugh
Performer(s): Devo;
and various other artists
Crack that whip
Give the past the slip
Step on a crack
Break your momma's back
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
Before the cream sits out too long
You must whip it
When something's going wrong
You must whip it
now whip it
into shape
shape it up
get straight
go forward
move ahead
try to detect it
it's not too late
to whip it
whip it good
When a good time turns around
You must whip it
You will never live it down
Unless you whip it
No one gets their way
Until they whip it
I say whip it
Whip it good
Woensdag 16 september 1998
All American Alien Boy
All American Alien Boy
Composer(s): Ian Hunter
Performer(s): Ian Hunter; Mott the Hoople
I packed my bags - in the land of rags
'Cos I don't believe in them dimmo drags
Don't wanna vote for the left wing - don't wanna vote for the right
I gotta have both-to make me fly
Just a whitey from Blighty - heading out west
Got my little green card 'n my bulletproof vest
Goin' to old tube city - where the buzz is the best
On down the line (down the line) down the line (down the line)
Well I was born (on the line) 'n I was raised (on the line)
I was schooled (on the line) 'n I was fazed (on the line)
'N I was used (on the line) 'n I was dazed (on the line)
Just had to split (off the line) 'cos I was crazed (off the line)
'N I remember all the good times - me 'n Miller enjoyed
Up and down the M1 in some luminous yo-yo toy
But the future has to change - and to change I've got to destroy
Oh look out Lennon here I come - land ahoy-hoy-hoy
All American Alien Boy All American Alien Boy
Don't look down put your feet on the ground don't drown in the big aquarium
Don't walk slow - put on a big show - shove your meat down vegetarians
Don't get slugged, get mugged, get bugged, or they'll sling you in the jug
Shove you under some rug, give you some drug - pull out the plug and then...
And they're telling me this hamburger's cheaper than the other
'N this television's cheaper than the other
And they're selling me hotdogs cheaper than the other
'N these pizzas cheaper than the other
And I don't understand all this - I'm just an All American Alien Boy
'N they're telling me rifles are shot in Connecticut
They're telling me pistols are shot in Westchester
You can get a Saturday Night Special on Flatbush, on the Bowery, or the Bronx
Or on 42nd Street - And I don't understand all this - being an All American Alien Boy
I've got sodium nitrate rotting in my guts
My head's full of ulcers I got lungs full of butts
My heart wants a transplant - it thinks that I'm nuts
My logic won't open - my eyes won't shut
'N I'm beginning to dig all this - being an All American Alien Boy
And your women are always right (alright)
They always know so much more
'Cos the women came from heaven
'N the men came outta some store
'N they don't know who they are and they don't know what they're for
I'm an All American Alien Boy - look out Mary Tyler Moore - All American Alien Boy ...
Ten Bears, Two Bears, Standing Bear, Plenty Bear
Old Bear, Brave Bear, Hollow Horn Bear
Silver Knife, Spotted Tail, Yellow Hand, Red Cloud
Red Fox, Red Horse, Black Kettle
White Ghost, White Bull, White Thunder, White Hog
hold on a minute gotta frog in my throat
Cochise, Alchise, Roman Nose, Geronimo - hold on a minute - more to go
Sitting Bull, Tall Bull, Crazy Horse and Short Bull
Low Dog, Red Dog, Yellow Wolf, Low Wolf
Loco, Victorio, Chato, Little Crow, Dead Eyes, Jak, Taza 'n Colorow
My mouth's exploiting that's enough of this noise
I guess we're all - All American Alien Boys
Woensdag 16 september 1998
While We're Young
