Donderdag 12 oktober 1972
Tell Me The Truth
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Tell Me The Truth
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Donderdag 12 oktober 1972
My Little Dream Girl
My Little Dream Girl
Composer(s): L. Wolfe Gilbert; Anatol Friedland
Performer(s): James Reed
The nighttime, the nighttime is calling me
it's dreamtime, sweet dreamtime, for you and me
I'm longing, I'm longing to close my eyes
for there a sweet vision lies
While shadows are creeping through the darkest night
In dreamland, sweet dreamland, there's your love light
It's beaming, it's gleaming and all for me
your vision I long to see
My little dream girl, you pretty dream girl
sometimes I seem, girl, to own your heart
Each night you haunt me, by day you taunt me
I want you, I want you, I need you so
Don't let me waken, learn I'm mistaken
find my faith shaken, in you sweetheart
I'd sigh for, I'd cry for, sweet dreams forever
my little dream girl goodnight
Donderdag 12 oktober 1972
Got My Heart Set On You
Got My Heart Set On You
Composer(s): Dobie Gray; Bud Reneau
Performer(s): John Denver;
John Conlee; Dobie Gray
Ever since the day I met you, I feel like I'm walking on air
And lately I'm convinced, it's no coincidence I run into you everywhere
And though I've heard your love is taken, I gotta believe what's in your eyes
Would I be out of line if I suggested a time and we get together one of these nights
Got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby I'm betting on it
I don't want to give you the wrong impression
I'm not the kind who rushes in, but baby every time I see you
before I even leave you I can hardly wait to see you again
I got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby I'm betting on it
I don't mean to be coming on strong or taking anything for granted
but love is a thing that just comes along
You don't understand how it got out of hand, but you're in it right from the start
I got my heart set on you, you’re everything that I ever wanted
Got my heart set on you, it can't be anything but love
Baby, I'm betting on it
Woensdag 11 oktober 1972
Tell Me The Old, Old Story
Tell Me The Old, Old Story
Composer(s): Richard L. Weaver
There's a question ever new sweetheart I would ask of you
Will you tell me once again the story dear
... It's the theme of life's sweet song, as the ages roll along
Making sunshine when the clouds seem near
... In the days of "Auld Lang Syne" those sweet days when you were mine
Many hours we pass'd together by the mill
... Time has chang'd us both since then, but I've wandered back again
For your answer that you love me still
Now the birds as sweetly sing
'Round the ivy cover'd spring
As they did for us sweetheart in time before
And I'm waiting here today, fondly hoping you will say
That you love me as you did of yore
... When I've travell'd far and near
There was naught in life to cheer
All the world is shadow'd dearest without you
And for each fond joy apart
I've the longing in my heart for that dear old story ever new...
Tell me the old, old story, that you love me as of yore
... Others strive for fame and glory
I'm content with your love evermore
... Time can never change you sweetheart
With your eyes of violet blue
... I'm waiting to be told, the story sweet and old
You love me still as I love you
Woensdag 11 oktober 1972
My Little Buckaroo
My Little Buckaroo
Composer(s): M.K. Jerome; Jack Scholl
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists
Close your sleepy eyes
My little Buckaroo
While the light of the western skies
Is shinin' down on you
Don't you know it's time for bed
Another day is through
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo
Don't you realize
My little Buckaroo
That it was from a little acorn
That the Oak tree grew?
And remember that your dad
Was once a kid like you
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo
Soon you're gonna ride the range
Like grown up cowboys do
Now it's time that you were roundin' up
A dream or two
So go to sleep
My little Buckaroo
Woensdag 11 oktober 1972
Got Bentsh Amerike
Got Bentsh Amerike
English Title: God Bless America
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Got bentsh Amerike, land vos ikh lib
Shtey-zhe bay ir, madrikh zay ir
Iberal laykht a shtral undz tsulib
Fun di berg biz
Tsu di preryes
Biz di yamen vays mit shoym
Got bentsh Amerike, mayn zise heym
Dinsdag 10 oktober 1972
Tell Me Something Good
Tell Me Something Good
Composer(s): Stevie Wonder
First release by: Rufus featuring Chaka Khan - 1974
You ain't got no kind of feeling inside
I got something that will sure 'nuff set your stuff on fire
You refuse to put anything before your pride
I got something that will knock all your pride aside
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you love me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you like it, yeah
Got no time is what you're known to say
I'll make you wish there were 48 hours to each day
Problem is you ain't been loved like you should
What I got to give will sure 'nuff do you good
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you love me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that you like it, yeah
Dinsdag 10 oktober 1972
My Little Bimbo Down On The Bamboo Isle
My Little Bimbo Down On The Bamboo Isle
Composer(s): Grant Clarke; Walter Donaldson
Performer(s): Frank Crumit
and various other artists
Sailor Bill McCoy was a handsome sailor boy
His ship got wrecked awhile, on a Fiji Iji Isle
He led a savage life and he hunted with a knife
He said, "I'll tell you all about it, don't tell my wife, because....
I've got a Bimbo down on the Bamboo Isle
She's waiting there for me, beneath a bamboo tree
Believe me, she's got all the other Bimbo's beat a mile
She dances daily, gayly, she'd make a hit with Barnum and Bailey
I'll build a bungalow on the Bamboo Isle
'Cause when I go again, I'll stay awhile
I've seen wrecks, plenty of wrecks out on the ragin' sea
But, by heck, you've never seen a wreck like the wreck she made of me
And, all she wore was a great big Zulu smile
My little Bimbo Down on the Bamboo Isle
William's boss said, "Bill, a Captain's job you'll fill
On a ship that's going North, today it's going forth"
A Captain's job is fine, but Bill said, "I'll decline
I'll Take half pay as a sailor on that ship of mine, 'cause"....
I've got a Bimbo Down on the Bamboo Isle
She's waiting there for me beneath a bamboo tree
Believe me, she's got all the other Bimbo's beat a mile
She dances daily, gayly, she plays a mean ukelele
I'll build a bungalow on the Bamboo Isle
"Cause when I go again, I'll stay a while
"What's that? What's a Bimbo mean? Please take my advice
I don't know what "Bimbo" means, but I think it's something nice
Everybody loves her, even the crocodiles
My little Bimbo, down on the Bamboo Isle
Dinsdag 10 oktober 1972
Got A Lot O' Livin' To Do!
Got A Lot O' Livin' To Do!
Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Elvis Presley;
and various other artists
Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do
well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two
Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you
I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two
Oh yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you
There's a moon that's big and bright in the Milky Way tonight
But the way you act you never would a-know it's there
Now baby time's a wastin', a lot o' kisses I ain't been tastin'
I don't know about you, but I'm a-gonna get my share
Ooh, well I got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot o' lovin' to do
Come on baby, to make it fun takes two
Ooh Yes, I've got a lot o' livin' to do, well I got a lot of lovin' to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with than you
There's no one who who I'd rather do it with than you
Maandag 9 oktober 1972
Tell Me On A Sunday
Tell Me On A Sunday
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd-Webber - Don Black
First performance/First release by: Marti Webb - 1979/1980
Covered by multiple other artists
Don't write a letter when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend the day
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
I don’t want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Don’t run off in the pouring rain
Don’t call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Maandag 9 oktober 1972
My Little Austin Seven
My Little Austin Seven
Composer(s): Norman Long
Performer(s): Clarkson Rose
Nearly everybody's got a motor car today
Whatever make it is, it's the best of all, they say
Well you can keep your 'Austin Cowley' and your 'Essex Six'
Believe me, they're not in it with my little bag of tricks
It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin
The cutest little car upon the road
I can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber
Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber
It matters not at all you think it's awful small
Believe me boy, it's in
If you want to give the wife a ride without all her relations
You'll never beat an Austin Seven
The house I live in hasn't got a garage and what's more
I don't intend to build one 'cause it's a waste of time, I'm sure
'Cause we've got a little cubby-hole behind the kitchen door
That'll hold my little Austin Seven
The other day I went out driving in a shower of rain
That's a thing, believe me, I shall never do again
I skidded in a gutter and got washed down a drain
In my little Austin Seven.
One day I met an omnibus that stretched from side to side
Across the road and held up all the traffic far and wide
So I just drove underneath it and came out the other side
In my little Austin Seven
One day a motor cyclist drove up and stared at me,
"Thank God!" he said, "I've found you, alright now...", said he
And in the place of where his little sidecar used to be
He went and fastened my little Austin Seven
When driving in the park, a nurse rushed upon me saying
She said, 'Now don't you move, I'm surprised at you, I am"
She thought I was the baby she'd left sitting in the pram
In my little Austin Seven
If I ever want to park it and the police ask what I'm at
I never have to worry about a little thing like that
I just bung it in the cloakroom with my overcoat and hat
My little Austin Seven
It's an Austin Seven, a little baby Austin
The cutest little car upon the road.
You can drive it anywhere, you ought to see it camber
Upstairs, downstairs, in my lady's chamber
I've got a Ma-in-Law and you know how they jaw
And she's fourteen stone eleven
But she has to keep her knees up and it stops her chin from wagging
In the back seat of my little Austin Seven
Maandag 9 oktober 1972
Got A Job
Got A Job
Composer(s): Tyran Carlo;
Berry Gordy Jr.; Smokey Robinson
Performer(s): Smokey Robinson & The Miracles;
The Marcels
Walked all day till my feet were tired
I was low, I just couldn't get hired
So I sat in a grocery store
"Help is light and I need some more"
(I got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
(I got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
(I got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
You've been houndin' me to get a job
Well I finally did & my boss is a slob
He's on my back really all day long
It seems like everything I do is wrong
Well, I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
(He says to me)
"Get the boxes, take 'em to the basement
Do the job right or I'll get a replacement
Get the mop & clean the dirty floors
And when you're finished wipe the windows and the doors"
I fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly fin'lly (got a job)
Sha na na na, sha na na na na
Well, this man's about to drive me stone insane
One of these days I'm gonna have a fit
And though the boss keeps a-runnin' through my brain
I'll never (never) (never) (never) (never never quit my brand new job)
Workin' all day and workin' all night and workin' all day
(repeat previous 2 verses)
(repeat "Workin' all day and workin' all night")
Zondag 8 oktober 1972
Tell Me Mama
Tell Me Mama
Composer(s): Gerry Granahan
Performer(s): Christine Quaite
Tell me Mama, what to do
If a boy makes eyes at you
Tell me Mama, what to say
When he looks at me that way
Should I let him hold my hand (Oh yeah)
Tell him that I think he's grand
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do
Tell me Mama, is it right
If he wants to hold me tight
Tell me Mama, should I sigh
Ev'rytime he passes by
And if I can't resist
Well, should I let him steal a kiss
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what I should do
'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule
If he want's to be my steady boy
Should I-I-I go and play it cool
Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, if at night
Do you know that I need your advice
Tell me Mama, it's okay
If he wants to see me every day
Should I let him know I care (Oh yeah)
Or do you think I should beware
Tell me Mama, tell me Mama
Tell me what to do
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know what I should do
'Cause I've been taught by the golden rule
If he want's to be my steady boy
Should I-I-I go and play it cool
Oh-oh-oh, tell me Mama, it's okay
If he wants to see me every day
Should I let him know I care
Or do you think I should beware
Tell me Mama (Tell me Mama)
Tell me Mama what to do
Zondag 8 oktober 1972
My Little Angel
My Little Angel
Composer(s): Gordon Charles; Dazz Jordan
Performer(s): The Four Lads
My little angel needs no harp
No applause when she sings
My little angel doesn`t fly
Through the sky, has no wings
Fanfares of trumpets may not
Blow just to show she`s divine
For my little angel needs
No halo to match heaven`s shine
I`ve heard tell that
Angels never leave the skies
But she must be an angel
There`s heaven in her eyes
And speaking of angels
I admit I`m a bit starry eyed
For my little angel soon will
Walk down the isle as my bride
I`ve heard tell that
Angels never leave the skies
But she must be an angel
There`s heaven in her eyes
And speaking of angels
I admit I`m a bit starry eyed
For my little angel soon will
Walk down the isle as my bride
Zondag 8 oktober 1972
Got A Feelin'
Got A Feelin'
Composer(s): Denny Doherty; John Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
Got a feeling that I'm wasting time on you babe
Got a feeling that you've been untrue
I got a feeling that you're stealing
All the love I thought I was giving to you
Baby it's true
Got a feeling that you're playing some game with me babe
Got a feeling that you just can't see
If you're entertaining any thought that you're gaining
By causing me all of this pain and making me blue
The joke's on you
When I get to feeling that you're stealing love
And I don't know why
It makes me so discouraged
I finally get the courage not to cry babe
Or even try babe
Got a feeling that I'm wasting time on you babe
Got a feeling that you've been untrue
I got a feeling that you're stealing
All the love I thought I was giving to you
Baby it's true, the joke's on you (2x)
Zaterdag 7 oktober 1972
Tell Me It's Over
Tell Me It's Over
Composer(s): Stephen Bishop
Performer(s): Frida Lyngstad
Is she somewhere in this city?
Is she somewhere in this town?
What's her name?
What does she look like?
Is she fun to be around?
Does she make you feel like I did?
Oh so long ago
I wanna hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
First you look at me with anger in your eyes
Then you look at me with spite
That's if you look at me at all
That's how I'm looking at you tonight
You tell me that love's a drag for you
But when the lights go out you panic
I wanna hear it from you...
I know there must be some kind of fool
To be in love with you
To be in love with you
Tell me that it's over
Let me hear it from you
Tell me that it's over
I wanna hear it from you
Zaterdag 7 oktober 1972
My Lips Are Sealed
My Lips Are Sealed
Composer(s): Hal Blair; Bill Peppers; Ben Weisman
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
I promise you he'll never know
That once we loved each other so
The past we knew I'll not reveal
My lips are sealed
My heart may cry with every beat
Without your love I'm not complete
It doesn't matter how I feel
My lips are sealed
Let there be laughter
Not one single tear
And ever after
Let your fears disappear
If you love him as I love you
Forget the past I led you through
Just don't look back, it's all concealed
My lips are sealed
Let there be laughter
Not one single tear
And ever after
Let your fears disappear
If you love him as I love you
Forget the past I led you through
Just don't look back, it's all concealed
My lips are sealed
Zaterdag 7 oktober 1972
Got A Date With An Angel
Got A Date With An Angel
Composer(s): Clifford Grey;
Sonny Miller; Jack Waller; Joseph A. Tunbridge
Performer(s): Al Bowlly;
and various other artists
Got a date with an angel
Got to meet her at seven
Got a date with an angel
And I’m on my way to heaven
She’s so lovely beside me
And whatever betide me
Got an angel to guide me
So I’m on my way to heaven
Soon I’ll hear bells ring out
And the choir will sing out
When the pearly gates swing out
She’ll becon to me
I’ve been waiting a life time
For this evening at seven
Got a date with an angel
And I’m on my way to heaven
Vrijdag 6 oktober 1972
Tell Me How Long The Train's Been Gone
Tell Me How Long The Train's Been Gone
Composer(s): Henry Nemo - Brooks - Kay Starr
Performer(s): Kay Starr
Now here's a little ditty about a depot disaster
We have a distressed damsel and the doggonest dilemma!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
Ever'one knows the train don't wait
Ever'one knows the train don't wait
It's your own fault if the show up late
The people keep a-comin' but the train don't wait!
Now the sun drops in the west
Up pops the same old moon
Same as the train to explain
There'll be another choo-choo soon!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
People comin'
See I'm a-runnin'!
See I'm a-runnin', a-shovin', a-breakin' down the gate!
See I'm pushin'
They're shovin'
Well the people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
Yes, the people keep comin', the train's got out
That's what everybody's talkin' about!
You better get to movin', can't be late
Because the man that takes the tickets gonna close the gate!
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
A-tell me how long the train's been gone
The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
The sun comes up, out from the west
Up pops the same old moon
Same as the train to explain
There'll be another choo-choo soon!
Tell me how long the train's been gone
Hhow long has the train been gone?
Tell me how long the train's been gone
The people keep a-comin' but the train's done gone!
People keep a-comin'
Yes the people keep a-comin'
But the train done gone!
Vrijdag 6 oktober 1972
My Lighthouse
