Zaterdag 6 februari 1971
Love Lives Here
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Love Lives Here
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Zaterdag 6 februari 1971
Ik Zal Je Missen
Ik Zal Je Missen
((Adapted from: Mississippi (by Pussycat) - 1975))
Composer(s): Werner Theunissen - Peter Van Laet
Performer(s): Mama's Jasje - 2007
Het water stroomt al jaren naar de zee
En het neemt zoveel verhalen met zich mee
Maar dat van ons behoeft niet zoveel woorden
Alleen een paar akkoorden
Vertellen zoveel meer
In gedachten ben je nog altijd bij mij
En ik hoor nog al de dingen die je zei
Het was toen zoveel mooier dan het heden
Ik kan je niet vergeten
Je leeft nog diep in mij
Ik zal je missen
Ik vergeet je niet
Bij wie of waar je ook mag zijn
Ik weet het niet en dat doet pijn
Want ons verhaal was niet voorbij
Ik zal je missen
Ik heb zoveel verdriet
Elke dag denk ik aan jou
Maar hoe graag ik dat ook wou
Je komt niet meer terug
Ik speel nog steeds jouw lied
Op mijn gitaar
Want het afscheid valt me
Nog altijd zo zwaar
Dit blijf ik doen
Om jou niet te vergeten
Hou vast aan het verleden
Ik hou nog steeds van jou
Ik zal je missen
Ik vergeet je niet
Elke dag denk ik aan jou
Maar hoe graag ik dat ook wou
Je komt niet meer terug
Elke dag denk ik aan jou
Maar hoe graag ik dat ook wou
Je komt niet meer terug
Zaterdag 6 februari 1971
Gangland
Gangland
Composer(s): Clive Burr; Steve Harris; Adrian Smith
Performer(s): Iron Maiden; Steel Prophet
Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave
You're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be saved
You pray for daylight to save you for a while
You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile
Dead men -- tell no tales
In Gangland -- murder's up for sale
Dead men -- tell no tales
In Gangland -- where jail birds die
Face at the window leers into your own
But it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bones
How long can you hide? How long till they come?
A rat in a trap but you've got to survive
Once you were glad to be free for a while
The air tasted good and the world was your friend
Then came the day when the hard times began
Now your alone but alive for how long?
A knife at your throat another body on the pile
A contract to keep and it's service with a smile
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain
Death on the streets or a blackened out jail
Dead men -- tell no tales
In Gangland -- murder's up for sale
Dead men -- tell no tales
In Gangland -- where jail birds die
In Gangland you tell no tales
Vrijdag 5 februari 1971
Mississippi (Pussycat)
Mississippi
((Dutch Version: Ik Zal Je Missen (by Mama's Jasje) - 2007))
Composer(s): Werner Theunissen
First release by: Pussycat - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
Where you can hear a country song from far
And someone plays the honky-tonk guitar
Where all the lights will go out one by one
The people join the sun
And the wind takes it away
Where the Mississippi rolls down to the sea
And lovers found the place they'd like to be
How many times before the song was ending
Love and understanding
Everywhere around
Mississippi, I'll remember you
Whenever I should go away
I'll be longing for the day
That I will be returning again
Mississippi, you'll be on my mind
Everytime I hear this song
Mississippi roll along
Until the end of time
Now the country song forever lost its soul
When the guitar player turned to rock & roll
And everytime when summer nights are falling
I will always be calling, dreams of yesterday
Mississippi, I'll remember you
Whenever I should go ...
Vrijdag 5 februari 1971
Cara Bambina
Cara Bambina
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Non ti ricordi quei due ragazzini
che in riva al mar andavano ogni sera
tu ed io dalle stelle stranamente vicini
l'avvenire ci rideva che dolce chimera
uho uho uho ma,ma cara bambina, quel dolce visino
non lo vedo più
uho uho uho ma,ma cara bambina
che triste destino saperti laggiù
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
Quante promesse di felicità
tutte sciocchezze della più bella età
e passato con il vento
è finito lo so
Ma io sento che t'amerò per l'eternità
uho uho uho ma, ma cara bambina,quel dolce visino
non lo vedo più
uho uho uho ma, ma cara bambina
che triste destino saperti laggiù
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
Vrijdag 5 februari 1971
Gang Bang
Gang Bang
Performer(s): Alex Harvey
There once was a woman with wings
Happy with the simple things
She had silk suspenders
and high heeled, stocking thighs
Helping me in my need
She was a friend, indeed
She was my baby until the day she died
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang to blow away the blues
(repeat)
She was a woman who was twice my size
She looked into my eyes
She said "Only you can blow my blues away"
She said "I'll tell you what to do
Bring all your friends with you
And you can come up and see me any ol' time of day"
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang to blow away the blues, ahhh
(repeat)
There were twenty-seven guys
An unexpected surprise
She just kept on rockin' 'til the night was gone
She was smilin' through the tears
For a hundred and fifty years
Just lickin' her lips and helpin' me along
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang
Ain't nothin' like a gang bang to blow away the blues
Donderdag 4 februari 1971
Love Lifted Me
Love Lifted Me
Composer(s): Preston Ross - Howard Smith
Performer(s): Kenny Rogers
I was sinking deep in sin
Far from the peaceful shore
Very deeply stained within
Sinking to rise no more
But the Master of the sea
Heard my despairing cry
From the waters lifted me
Now safe am I
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me
Souls in danger look above
Jesus completely saves
He will lift you by his love
Out of the angry waves
But the master of the sea
Billows His will obey
He your saviour wants to be
Be saved today
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me
Donderdag 4 februari 1971
Mississippi (John Phillips)
Mississippi
Composer(s): John Phillips
Performer(s): John Phillips
Hit it, Hal
Early in the morning, she hitched a ride down to Louisville
Holding onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
Do it to me, James
And the Mississippi River runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
Sipping on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sitting easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
Have a seat and take a load off your feet, and she said ´Yes´
So I said, ´I like your dress'
Swamps all around make you feel kind of funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing (what you're doing)
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Joseph
Early in the morning, she hitched a ride down to Louisville (Louisville)
Holding onto a hundred dollar bill
Dressed herself like a Cajun Queen in New Orleans, baby
Yeah, she looked good, like a lady
And the Mississippi River, it runs like molasses in the summertime
And me, you know, I don't hardly mind
Sipping on a beer in Bourbon Street and I'm sitting easy
Don't get me wrong, it takes a lot to please me
Everybody sing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing (2x)
Have a seat, take a load off your feet, and she said ´Yes´
So I said, ´I like your dress
Swamps all around make you feel kind of funny, don't they, honey
She crossed her legs and looked at me funny
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing (what you're doing)
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing (what you're doing)
Down on the bayou, why, you never know just what you're doing
Donderdag 4 februari 1971
Gamil El Soura
Gamil El Soura
Composer(s): Jahine; Barnel
Performer(s): Dalida
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak kelma seghyoura
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak baheibak
Samara ya samara
Washweishtak fil mandil
Nour el-nahar khosara
Wel nassim el 'alil
Wesh-shams wel harara
Wel-bahga wel nadara
Beini we beinak setara
We lezomha eih ya gamil
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak kelma seghyoura
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak baheibak
We-efna fil alf miraya
Bel-badla wel fostan
We hatenteihi el-heikaya
Wehna malnash makan
Sobort fil bedaya
Wi hasbor lel nehaya
Es-sabr 'andi hewaya
Wana wenta wiz-zaman
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak kelma seghyoura
'araffa heinak mashhoura
Fi el-Mousqui wel-Houssein
Baset kida fil-bannora
We shafetna ehna el etnein
Enta bekmam mashmoura
Wana farhana we mabhoura
We aletli "ya amoura odamko no-ttein"
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak kelma seghyoura
Gada' enta ya gamil el soura
Ya mizaatat zaï el 'asfoura
Arrab ganbi we essma' albi
Hay olak baheibak
Woensdag 3 februari 1971
Love Lies Bleeding
Love Lies Bleeding
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Elton John
The roses in the window box
Have tilted to one side
Everything about this house
Was born to grow and die
Oh it doesn't seem a year ago
To this very day
You said I'm sorry honey
If I don't change the pace
I can't face another day
And love lies bleeding in my hand
Oh it kills me to think of you with another man
I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan
But my guitar couldn't hold you
So I split the band
Love lies bleeding in my hands
I wonder if those changes
Have left a scar on you
Like all the burning hoops of fire
That you and I passed through
You're a bluebird on a telegraph line
I hope you're happy now
Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl
You'll make it back somehow
Woensdag 3 februari 1971
Mission In The Rain
Mission In The Rain
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia; Robert Hunter
Performer(s): Jerry Garcia;
Emory Joseph; RatDog
I turn and walk away then I come 'round again
It looks as though tomorrow I'll do pretty much the same
I must turn down your offer but I'd like to ask a break
You know I'm ready to give everything for anything I take
Someone called my name you know I turned around to see
It was midnight in the Mission and the bells were not for me
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
Ten years ago, I walked this street my dreams were riding tall
Tonight I would be thankful Lord, for any dream at all
Some folks would be happy just to have one dream come true
But everything you gather is just more that you can lose
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
All the things I planned to do I only did half way
Tomorrow will be Sunday born of rainy Saturday
There's some satisfaction in the San Francisco rain
No matter what comes down the Mission always looks the same
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
Woensdag 3 februari 1971
Games Without Frontiers
Games Without Frontiers
Composer(s): Peter Gabriel
Performer(s): Peter Gabriel; Pop Will Eat Itself
A one, two, one two four
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers, war without tears
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers, war without tears
Games without frontiers, war without tears
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
Jeux sans frontières
André has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers, war without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
In games without frontiers, war without tears
Games without frontiers, war without tears
Jeux sans frontières (repeat to fade)
Dinsdag 2 februari 1971
Love Letters In The Sand
Love Letters In The Sand
((Danish Version: Breve I Sandet (Gustav Winckler) - 1957))
Composer(s): Nick Kenny - Charles Kenny - J. Fred Coots
First release by: Dolly Dawn - 1931
Covered by multiple other artists
On a day like today
We pass the time away
Writing love letters in the sand
Oh, you laughed when I cried
Each time I saw the tide
Take our love letters in the sand
You made a vow that you would always be true
But somehow, that vow meant nothing to you
Now my poor heart just aches
With every wave that breaks
Over love letters in the sand
Dinsdag 2 februari 1971
Mission Bell
Mission Bell
Composer(s): William Michael; Jesse Hodges
Performer(s): Donnie Brooks;
Gene Pitney; P.J. Proby
Say you love me
Say those three words and
I will give my love to you
My love is higher than a mission bell (how deep?)
Deeper than a wishing well (how strong?)
Stronger than a magic spell
My love, for you
It's wider than the widest sea (how long?)
Longer than a memory (How sweet?)
Sweeter than a honey tree
My love, uhmmm, for you
Give me your heart of gold
Your heavenly magic touch
To cherish have and hold
I need your love so much
Say you love me
Say those three words and
I will give my love to you
My love is warmer than a day in spring (how bright?)
Brighter than a diamond ring (how great?)
Greater than a mighty king
My love, for you
Is taller than the tallest tree (how soft?)
Softer than a summer breeze
Oh I ask you please
Give your love, your love
Sweet love to me
How high (ummm)
How deep (ummm)
How strong (ummm)
How wide (ummm)
How long (ummm)
Dinsdag 2 februari 1971
Gamblin' Man
Gamblin' Man
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie; Lonnie Donegan
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan
I've gambled down in Washington
And I've gambled up in Maine
I'm going down into Georgia
To knock down my last game
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man
Well I'd not been in Washington
Many more weeks than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little girl
And she fell in love with me
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man man man
I'm a gamblin' man
She took me in her parlour
Cooled me with her fan
She said oh mother, mother
I'm in love with a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
She said oh daughter, daughter
How could you treat me so
Leave your poor old mother
With that gambler go
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
A gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
I would not marry a farmer
He's always in the rain
I'd rather marry a gamblin' man
With a gold watch and chain
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
And I'd never marry a railroad man
Here's the reason why
I've never known a railroad man
Wouldn't tell his wife a life
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
How about Jimmy
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
How about
I hear that train a-coming
A-coming round the curve
Whistling, a-screaming
straining every nerve
He's a gamblin' man man man
He's a gamblin' man
Maandag 1 februari 1971
Love Letters
Love Letters
Composer(s): Victor Young - Edward Heyman
First release by: Dick Haymes with Victor Young and His Orch. - 1945
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1968 - Lettere D'amore (The Renegades)
1992 - Je Schreef Een Brief (Elisa Waut)
Love letters straight from your heart
Keep us so near while apart
I'm not alone in the night
When I can have all the love you write
I memorize every line
And I kiss the name that you sign
And, darling, then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart
I memorize every line
And I kiss the name that you sign
And, darlin', then I read again right from the start
Love letters straight from your heart
Maandag 1 februari 1971
Mi Manchi Tu
Mi Manchi Tu
English Title: Missing You
Performer(s): Paola Turci
(Originally performed by: John Waite)
Non lo sai ma ci sei tu
In fondo a questo cuore
E poi ancora tu la cosa migliore
Che non ritroverò mai più
Così lontano perché
Io che ti vorrei vicino a me
Mi bevo un the
Vaniglia e lacrime
E un sapore di malinconia
È colpa tua o è colpa mia
Il fatto che tu non ci sia
Mi manchi tanto lo sai
Ma sei troppo lontano ormai
Non senti che ti chiamo
Ma non lo sai cos’è
Ti sto gridando ti amo
E allora perché
Perché guardo tra i dettagli
E non mi piaccio più comunque sia
Mi convinco che sono magica
E pronta per un’altra follia
E poi sbaglio e poi piango
E poi magari è colpa mia
Mi manchi tanto lo sai
Ma sei così lontano ormai
Non senti che ti chiamo
Ma cosa fai cos’è
Ti sto gridando ti amo
E allora perché
Perché la notte non perdona mai
E tu come me allora soffrirai
Ma sei così lontano io che ti vorrei
Ma dove sei? Dove sei?
Non senti che ti chiamo
Quando verrai dame
Ti sto gridando ti amo
Ecco cos’è è che
È che mi manchi tu
Oh mi manchi tu
Perché la notte non perdona mai
E mi sento sola ormai
Non senti che ti chiamo
Ma non lo sai cos’è
È che mi manchi tu
E allora ecco cos’è
Mi manchi tu
Oh mi manchi tu
Non senti che ti chiamo
Maandag 1 februari 1971
Gambler's Blues
Gambler's Blues
Composer(s): B.B. King; Johnny Pate
Performer(s): B.B. King;
and various other artists
I don't know what love is, but I think I must have it bad
Yeah, you I don't know what love is, people
whoah, but I think I must have it bad
Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble
but whatever it is, it's enough to drive old me mad
They say love is just a proposition, people
it's strictly a game of give and take
Yeah, they tell me love, love, love is a proposition
people, they say it's strictly a game of give and take
Whoah, but my woman took all I gave her
and I'm here to tell to you that love proposition stuff 's a fake
Oh, I don't claim to be no gambler people
oh, I don't know much about the dice
Yes, I don't claim to be no gambler people
I tell you I don't know much about the dice
Oh, but I wait and my baby knows
she knows I'm not the kind who's gonna crap out twice
Yes, she left me early this mornin'
I don't know the reason why
She just got up early this mornin'
didn't even say good-bye
But I love you, I love you
you know I love you baby, although you made me cry
Yes, there are a lot of women who love me
oh, but how you satisfy
Zondag 31 januari 1971
Love Land
Love Land
Composer(s): Joe Sherman
Performer(s): Paul Anka
I'm gonna find me a plot of ground
That nobody else has ever found
In the middle of the desert or the deep blue sea
It doesn't make any difference to me
It'll be my new-found home
A country all of its own
It'll even go down in history
Oh oh oh
I'll build a Love Land for you and me
A Love Land for the world to see
No strings attached, no normalities
No cost in money, you can get it free
So pack your heart and hurry up
And see what I'm talking about
You'd better hurry up and get here soon
Before I'm all sold out
A true true love and honesty
That's gonna be my policy
We'll be members of the United Nations
Oh what we'll do to foreign relations
Everybody's gonna say
"Hip hip hip hooray
For Lovey-Lovey-Love, Love Land, USA!"
Oh oh oh
I'll build a Love Land for you and me
A Love Land for the world to see
No strings attached, no normalities
No cost in money, you can get it free
So pack your heart and hurry up
And see what I'm talking about
You'd better hurry up and get here soon
Before I'm all sold out
You'd better hurry up and get here soon
Before I'm all sold out
Zondag 31 januari 1971
Missing You (John Waite)
