Dinsdag 3 december 2002
Aurora Borie Alice
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Aurora Borie Alice
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Dinsdag 3 december 2002
Don't Cry Joni
Don't Cry Joni
Composer(s): Conway Twitty
Performer(s): Conway Twitty & Joni Lee
Joni was the girl who lived next door
I've known her, I guess, ten years or more
Joni wrote me a note one day
And this is what she had to say
Joni:
(Jimmy, please say you'll wait for me)
(I'll grow up someday you'll see)
(Saving all my kisses just for you)
(Signed with love forever true)
Slowly I read her note once more
I went over to the house next door
Her teardrops fell like rain that day
When I told Joni what I had to say
Joni, Joni please don't cry
You'll forget me by and by
You're just fifteen, I'm twenty-two
And Joni, I just can't wait for you
Soon I left our little home town
Got me a job and tried to settle down
But those words kept haunting my memory
The words that Joni wrote to me
Joni:
(Jimmy, please say you'll wait for me)
(I'll grow up someday you'll see)
(Saving all my kisses just for you)
(Signed with love forever true)
I packed my clothes and I caught a plane
I had to see Joni, I had to explain
How my heart was filled with her memory
And ask my Joni if she'd marry me
I ran all the way to the house next door
But things weren't like they were before
My teardrops fell like rain that day
When I heard what Joni had to say
Joni:
(Jimmy, Jimmy please don't cry)
(You'll forget me by and by)
(It's been five years since you've been gone)
(And Jimmy, I married your best friend John)
Maandag 2 december 2002
Auprès De Mon Arbre
Auprès De Mon Arbre
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
First release by: Georges Brassens
J'ai plaqué mon chêne
Comme un saligaud
Mon copain le chêne
Mon alter ego
On était du même bois
Un peu rustique un peu brut
Dont on fait n'importe quoi
Sauf naturell'ment les flûtes
J'ai maint'nant des frênes
Des arbres de judée
Tous de bonne graine
De haute futaie
Mais toi, tu manque à l'appel
Ma vieille branche de campagne
Mon seul arbre de Noël
Mon mât de cocagne
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Je suis un pauvr' type
J'aurais plus de joie
J'ai jeté ma pipe
Ma vieill' pipe en bois
Qu'avait fumé sans s' fâcher
Sans jamais m'brûlé la lippe
L'tabac d'la vache enragée
Dans sa bonn' vieill' têt' de pipe
J'ai des pip's d'écume
Ornées de fleurons
De ces pip's qu'on fume
En levant le front
Mais j'retrouv'rai plus ma foi
Dans mon cœur ni sur ma lippe
Le goût d'ma vieill' pipe en bois
Sacré nom d'un' pipe
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Le surnom d'infâme
Me va comme un gant
D'avecques ma femme
J'ai foutu le camp
Parc' que depuis tant d'années
C'était pas un' sinécure
De lui voir tout l'temps le nez
Au milieu de la figure
Je bas la campagne
Pour dénicher la
Nouvelle compagne
Valant celles-là
Qui, bien sûr, laissait beaucoup
Trop de pierr's dans les lentilles
Mais se pendait à mon cou
Quand j'perdais mes billes
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
J'avais un' mansarde
Pour tout logement
Avec des lézardes
Sur le firmament
Je l'savais par cœur depuis
Et pour un baiser la course
J'emmenais mes bell's de nuits
Faire un tour sur la grande ourse
J'habit' plus d' mansarde
Il peut désormais
Tomber des hall'bardes
Je m'en bats l'œil mais
Mais si quelqu'un monte aux cieux
Moins que moi j'y paie des prunes
Y a cent sept ans qui dit mieux
Qu' j'ai pas vu la lune
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
M'éloigner d' mon arbre
Auprès de mon arbre
Je vivais heureux
J'aurais jamais dû
Le quitter des yeux
Maandag 2 december 2002
Don't Cry Joe (Let Her Go, Let Her Go, Let Her Go)
Don't Cry Joe (Let Her Go, Let Her Go, Let Her Go)
Composer(s): Joe Marsala
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
You got to realise this is the wind-up
You're gonna feel much better once you make your mind up
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
So you lost your gal, it's happened many times before
So you sit and mope like a dope, what's that good for
Get a hold of yourself, forget her, you lived long before you met her
There're lots of other girls, so I say
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Don't cry Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
You got to realise this is the wind-up
You'll feel much better once you make your mind up
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Take a look around and see just what you're missing
You'd soon forget your troubles if you'd only listen
So don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, Joe, let her go
Just turn your big brown eyes in her direction
You'll find the one that loves you has a real affection for you
Don't cry, Joe
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Listen to me, Joe
Let her go
Zondag 1 december 2002
Auprès De Ma Tombe
Auprès De Ma Tombe
Composer(s): Michel Sardou
Performer(s): Michel Sardou
Au soir de notre amour
Quand tu seras bien vieille
Et quand j'aurai aussi
Des rides autour des yeux
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De ne plus faire l'amour
Au soir de notre vie
Quand nous serons deux ombres
Et quand nos corps flétris
S'endormiront encore
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai du mal
De te vouloir encore
Et quand, les mains croisées
Je serai seul et sombre
A compter les années
Que je n'ai pas dormi
Je sais qu'au fond de moi
Au plus près de ma tombe
Je souffrirai surtout
De ne plus être un homme...
Un homme
Zondag 1 december 2002
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Tim Rice
First release by: Julie Covington - 1976
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1977 - La Chanson D'Evita (Petula Clark)
1977 - Non Pianger Più Argentina (Milva)
1996 - Non Piangere Per Me Argentina (Madonna)
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Could'nt stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying ev'rything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me
To know that ev'ry word is true
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep my distance
Zaterdag 30 november 2002
Auprès De Ma Blonde
Auprès De Ma Blonde
(Traditional)
Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris
Au jardin de mon père
Les lauriers sont fleuris
Tous les oiseaux du monde
Vont y faire leurs nids ...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
La caille, la tourterelle
Et la jolie perdrix
Et la blanche colombe
Qui chante jour et nuit...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari
Elle chante pour les filles
Qui n'ont pas de mari
C'est pas pour moi qu'elle chante
Car Jean étai t un joli...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
Il est dans la Hollande
Les Hollandais l'ont pris
"Que donneriez-vous, belle
Pour voir votre mari? ... "
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Je donnerais Versailles
Paris et Saint-Denis
Le royaume de mon père
Celui de ma mère aussi ...
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon
Auprès de ma blonde
Qu'il fait bon dormir!
Zaterdag 30 november 2002
Don't Cry Daddy
Don't Cry Daddy
Composer(s): Mac Davis
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
My pillow still wet
From last night tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying but
And ringing in my ears
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It's true, but somehow
It just don't seem right
'Cause ev'ry time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
I wonder will it be the same tonight
Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Vrijdag 29 november 2002
Auntie Maggie's Remedy
Auntie Maggie's Remedy
Composer(s): George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
and multiple other artists
Now there’s all sorts of medicines that you can buy
No matter what ailment you’ve got
But I know a special one you ought to try
You’ll find it’s the best of the lot
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
If you set your alarm clock for eight in the morning
You’re bound to wake up I’ll agree
But I’ll bet you by heaven, you’ll wake up at seven
With my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
In a young lady’s bedroom I went by mistake
My intentions were honest you see
She shouted with laughter, "I know what you’re after
It’s my Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Oh my Auntie Maggie’s home made remedy, it’s guaranteed never to fail
That’s the stuff that will do the trick
It’s sold at every chemist for "one and a kick"
Now if you’ve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Don’t kick up a shindy, you’ll never get windy with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Now when the baby starts crying, there’s always a reason
And if you inspect him you’ll see
The poor little chappy has covered his nappy
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Now I went to a doctor, I wasn’t too well
And he made me lie on a settee
He said "There’s trouble brewing, you’ve been overdoing
Your Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Now I know a girl who was putting on weight
In a spot where it just shouldn’t be
So I said to Nellie, "Now you rub your (–Pause-)
Ankle, with Auntie Maggie’s Remedy"
Now one day at the races, the horse that I backed
Could have won it was easy to see
But the trainer said after, it would have run faster
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy – inside it’s nosebag
With Auntie Maggie’s Remedy
Vrijdag 29 november 2002
Don't Cry Blue
Don't Cry Blue
Composer(s): Malcolm McKinney
Performer(s): Jonathan Edwards; The Lonesome River Band
I heard them engines runnin'
On the road away from home
Sound like thunder callin' out my name
Well I listened hard the first time
That I heard 'em roll along
I listened and I'd never been the same
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
A highway's just a two lane road
Connecting either way
Oh, I've seen enough of this end for awhile
But I've got to go the distance
Till I know I've seen a change
I've got to know the feel of every mile
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
Don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
When my head is achin'
Full of everywhere I've been
Oh, I've turned my face around the other way
Well, I'll meet you at the mailbox
Read you all my cards
Tell you what I really meant to say
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue
'Cause I'm comin' home to you
Well, I walked with you this mornin'
And I'll sleep with you tonight
Don't cry, cry, Blue
Well, don't cry, cry, Blue, don't cry
Donderdag 28 november 2002
Aunt Polly's Soliloquy
Aunt Polly's Soliloquy
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman - Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Celeste Holm
Tom Sawyer
That irresponsible child
Tom goes off with Huck
Swimmin' in the nude
Tom hold wonders in his mind
But he just won't learn
And he just keep turnin' away
Tom Sawyer
The devil's got him in tow
Raises Cain in school
If he'll ever go
Though he tries my poor heart so
Oh, Lord, please spare him
And, Lord, take care of
My Tom
Donderdag 28 november 2002
Don't Cross The River
Don't Cross The River
Composer(s): Dan Peek
Performer(s): America; Garth Brooks
There's a little girl out lyin' on her own
She's got a broken heart
She's not the kind to take you down for long
She knows and plays it smart
(Ah--) And if she's comin' she's showed no mark
She's heard no whistle blowin' from the dark
She feels like leavin' and she don't know why
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
All your life
You were on your own
If you want you can ride my train
And soon forget the reason that you're leaving
You'll lose yourself and then sometime
Maybe even save yourself some grievin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide...
Woensdag 27 november 2002
Aunt Matilda's Double Yummy Blow Your Mind Out Brownies
Aunt Matilda's Double Yummy Blow Your Mind Out Brownies
Performer(s): Paul Vance & Lee Pockriss
Mmm-mmm, good
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood!
There's a happy place
Where the rabbits go
It's a wonderland
Where the flowers grow
Everyone here is invited to tea
We'll one big family
Ah, eating Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Blow your mind out brownies
Made from Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Secret recipe
Mmm-mmm, good,
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood!
Alice is there and the rabbit is too
Everyone there is waiting for you
Ah, eating Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Blow your mind out brownies
Made from Aunt Matilda's double yummy
Secret recipe
Mmm-mmm, good
Mmm-mmm, good, good, good, goooooood
Woensdag 27 november 2002
Don't Come Knockin'
Don't Come Knockin'
Composer(s): Fats Domino
Performer(s): Fats Domino
Don't come knockin' on my door
I don't want you round no more, no more
'Round me no more
I tell you once and I'll tell you twice
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right
You, you done me wrong
Stole my love and gone
I just can't go on
I just can't go on
You can go on baby, baby that's all right
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right
You, you done me wrong
Took my love and gone
I just can't go on
I just can't go on
You can go on baby, baby that's all right
I'll find the one gonna treat me right, treat me right
Gonna treat me right
Dinsdag 26 november 2002
Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party
Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party (aka "When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home" and "I Was Seeing Nellie Home")
Composer(s): John Fletcher - Frances Kyle
Performer(s): Edison Male Quartette
and multiple other artists
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight fell
Hush'd the sound of daylight bustle
Closed the pink eyed pimpernell
As adown the moss grown wood path
Where the cattle love to roam
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
When the autumn tinged the greenwood
Turning all its leaves to the gold
In the lawn by elders shaded
I my love to Nellie told
As we stood together gazing
On the star bespangled dome
How I blessed the august evening
When I saw sweet Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
White hairs mingled with my tresses
Furrows steal upon my brow
But a love smile cheers and blesses
Life's declining moments now
Matron in the snowy kerchief
Closer to my bosom come
Tell me do'st thou still remember
When I saw sweet Nellie home
In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the grass the moonlight shone
From an august evening party
I was seeing Nellie home
Dinsdag 26 november 2002
Don't Come Home A' Drinkin' (With Lovin' on Your Mind)
Don't Come Home A' Drinkin' (With Lovin' on Your Mind)
Composer(s): Loretta Lynn - Peggy Sue
First recording/First release by: Loretta Lynn - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Well you thought I'd be waitin' up when you came home last night
You'd been out with all the boys and you ended up half tight
But liquor and love that just don't mix, leave a bottle or me behind
And don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town and see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love well you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
You never take me anywhere because you're always gone
Many a night I've laid awake and cried dear all alone
And you come in a kissin' on, it happens every time
No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town and see what you can find
'Cause if you want that kind of love well you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
No don't come home a drinkin' with lovin' on your mind
Maandag 25 november 2002
Aunque No Esté De Moda
Aunque No Esté De Moda
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Hoy de mi hacia ti, hoy de ti hacia mi
quiero hacerte un regalo viejo
Desempolvemos algo las pasiones lejanas
algo de aquellos sueños en ventanas
Vivamos de corrido, sin hacer poesía
aprendamos palabras de la vida
Desnudémonos pues como viejos amantes
que lo mismo de siempre nos quede delante
Desnudémonos pues como viejos amantes
que se apague la luz y que el sol se levante
Te quiero salvar de tu desnudez
en pleno centro de la soledad
Me quiero salvar haciendo revolución
desde tu cuerpo de cristal
Algo nos está pasando, ayer te leí una mano
y cada dibujo al verme me interrogó
Algo no está pasando, ayer apreté el interruptor
de encender la luz y encendí el sol
Hoy de ti hacia mi, hoy de mi hacia ti
vamos a hablar en voz muy baja
Dime lo que te pasa, déjame levantarte
déjame darte un beso y curarte
Vivamos de corrido, sin hacer poesía
aunque no esté de moda en estos días
Aunque no esté de moda te pido una mano
mis entrañas no entienden de estética y cambio
Aunque no esté de moda repite conmigo
quiero amor, quiero amor
quiero amor compartido
Te quiero salvar de tu desnudez
en pleno centro de la soledad
Me quiero salvar haciendo revolución
desde tu cuerpo por variar
Algo nos está pasando, un ruido como de pasos
viene en la oscuridad y se vuelve a ir
Algo nos está pasando, desde que la gente está empeñada
en quererse amar y en poder vivir
Maandag 25 november 2002
Don't Close Your Eyes
Don't Close Your Eyes
Composer(s): Bob McDill
First release by: Keith Whitley - 1988
I know you loved him a long time ago
Even now in my arms you still want him I know
But darling this time your memories die
When you hold me tonight
Don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes let it be me
Don't pretend it's him in some fantasy
Darling just once let yesterday go
You'll find more love than you'll ever know
Just hold me tight When you love me tonight
And don't close your eyes
Maybe I've been a fool holding on all this time
Lyin' here in your arms knowing he's in your mind
But I keep hoping some day that you'll see the light
Let it be me tonight and don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes let it be me
Don't pretend it's him in some fantasy
Darling just once let yesterday go
You'll find more love than you'll ever know
Just hold me tight When you love me tonight
And don't close your eyes
Maybe I've been a fool holding on all this time
Lyin' here in your arms knowing he's in your mind
But I keep hoping some day that you'll see the light
Let it be me tonight and don't close your eyes
Zondag 24 november 2002
Aunque Mañana No Estés
Aunque Mañana No Estés
Composer(s): Fito Páez
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
El fallo está tomado
la condena es este amor
los jueces de turno eligieron reir
los hombres más tontos eligen
los sueños
culpable
No importa lo que pase
mi paciencia aguantará
ansiando las cartas que nunca llegaron
llorando el aroma del río en tus pechos
de angel
Y aunque mañana no estés
yo silvaré bajito y me morderé los labios
de tanto haberte esperado
y seguir haciéndolo
Los hombres se someten
al poder de la pasión
quisiera explicarte que soy uno más
quisiera explicarte que son las cadenzas
del alma
No entiendo la distancia
como existe y no es real
soy presa de tu efecto
soy tonto por ello
quisiera ser nube y volar hacia el Norte
despacio.
Y aunque mañana no estés ...
Zondag 24 november 2002
Don't Change On Me
