Maandag 8 februari 1971
L-o-v-e (Love)
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L-o-v-e (Love)
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Maandag 8 februari 1971
Mississippi Delta City Blues
Mississippi Delta City Blues
Composer(s): Terry Kath
Performer(s): Chicago
I've got a smile
That I put on
When I'm not at home
When I'm not alone
But it is so hard
To make that smile
'Cause I know I'll be at home
And alone in a while
And if I look in a mirror
I see my eyes start to tear
I can't help but cry
Since you said goodbye
I've got to hide
Whhat I'm feelin' inside
Can't let them see
How you're hurtin' me
So I guess that's what I'll do
Won't let them see through
Won't let them know
That you could hurt me so
I've got a laugh
That I put on
When I'm not at home
When I'm not alone
But it is so hard
To fake that laugh
When my insides are cryin'
And my heart's torn in half
And all the music I hear
And things I valued so dear
Make me feel so blue
They all remind me of you
(Now) What can I do
(Now) That our love is through
And my purpose is gone
Still I got to live on
I guess that's what I'll do
I won't let them see through
I won't let them know
That you could hurt me so
Maandag 8 februari 1971
Garde Du Corps
Garde Du Corps
Composer(s): Claude Moine; Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
La limousine stoppe devant le chasseur
Je descends, jette un œil, écarte les gêneurs
C'est mon heure de gloire, je roule, j'redresse le dos
J'suis un peu la "star" du show
Je lui ouvr' sa portière, les yeux dans l'horizon
Elle dévoile un genou et puis pose un talon
Décolleté, robe du soir, hum! sa peau qui sent bon
J'suis son garde du corps just' pour ce soir
Elle m'a pris à l'essai
Comme on prend un verre d'eau
Comme ça d'un trait
Sec, ne me montrant que son dos
Moi j'aurais aimé pouvoir lui parler d' son passé
De mes exploits, c'est qu' moi j'en ai du métier
Comm' salaire, faut l'savoir, c'est pas si mal payé
Y a plus cher mais c'est rare et faut être cultivé
Si j'provoque des bagarres c'est pour mieux me justifier
J'suis son carde du corps just' pour ce soir
Les remords et les regrets
J'ignore, j'sais pas c'que c'est
Comme ces idiots
Mercenaires mal dans leur peau,
J'entretiens tout l'temps mon corps, j'le muscule, j'le "gymnastique"
L'aspect physique c'est "top' et puis ça fait "pro"
Carde du corps pour un soir, vous pouvez m'appeler
J'laisse ma carte au cas où ça pourrait vous brancher
Carde du corps pour un soir, j'sais que c'est cher, ça peut payer
Pour s'la donner, pour le show
Qui veut un garde du corps?
Besoin d'un garde du corps?
Qui veut un garde du corps?
Zondag 7 februari 1971
Love Looks So Well On You
Love Looks So Well On You
Composer(s): Alan Bergman - Lew Spence - Michael Keith
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; Simavi
Like moonlight looks on a country side, like a rose that's silvered with dew
Like sunlight looks on a meadow, love looks so well on you
Like children look on a carousel, all the joys they feel shining through
Like picnics look on a Sunday, love looks so well on you
It's bright as the starlight in your eyes, with stardust in your hair
And oh, that expression on your face, is one you should always wear
Everyday you grow even lovelier, yes, you do, my darling, you do
I love you every day of your life, cause love looks so well on you
Zondag 7 februari 1971
Mississippi Delta
Mississippi Delta
Composer(s): Bobbie Gentry
Performer(s): Bobbie Gentry;
Shocking Blue; Tony Joe White
M I double S I double S I double P I
M I double S I double S I double P I
Right in the middle of the cotton belt
Down in the Mississippi Delta
Wearin' last years possum belt
Smack dab in the Mississippi Delta
Have me a little that Johnny cake
A little bit of that apple pan dowdy
Picking them scuppernon's off that vine
Chigger bite, it's goin' to beat howdy
Ate me a bucket of Muscadine
Sit on the riverbank after dark
Drop my line down a crawdad hole
Do him in with a scaly bark
One-ree-o-ree-ee-reeanni
Fidderliss-farce-nickory-john-queery-quan
M I double S I double S I double P I
M I double S I double S I double P I
Right in the middle of the cotton belt
Down in the Mississippi Delta
Wearin' last years possum belt
Smack dab in the Mississippi Delta
Sittin and scratchin' mosquito bites
Old fox done give him the slip
Watchin' the mornin' glories grow
In Biloxi on an overnight trip
I bet five dollars to win two bits
Eat a peppermint stick on Sunday
Ain't no use in'a hurrying up
Can't leave till a week from Monday
One-ree-o-ree-ee-reeanni
Fidderliss-farce-nickory-john-queery-quan
In the Mississippi Delta
Miss-iss-siss-ippi Delta
Zondag 7 februari 1971
Ganz Paris Träumt Von Der Liebe
Ganz Paris Träumt Von Der Liebe
Composer(s): Kurt Feltz; Cole Porter
Performer(s): Caterina Valente
Ganz Paris träumt von der Liebe
denn dort ist sie ja zuhaus
Ganz Paris träumt dieses Märchen
wenn es wahr wird
Ganz Paris grüßt dann das Pärchen
das ein Paar wird
Ganz Paris singt immer wieder
immer wieder nur vom Glück
Wer verliebt ist
wer verliebt ist in die Liebe
kommt nach Paris zurück
Hmmm-hmm...
Ganz Paris...
Zaterdag 6 februari 1971
Love Lives Here
Love Lives Here
Composer(s): Ronnie Lane - Ron Wood - Rod Stewart
Performer(s): Faces
It's hard to believe that this is the place
Where we were so happy all our lives
Now so empty inside and feelin' no pain
Waitin' for a hammer and a big ball and chain
They can tear it all down and build something new
Then only I'll remember what was here
Tomorrow comes easy, just another day gone
How hong will I have to keep returning?
Now I look back, think I've known all the time
I've been fightin' myself for so long
All the vows that we made, gone for old rags and lumber
Disappear on a cart down the road
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
