Zaterdag 11 november 1972
Tempus Fugit
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Zaterdag 11 november 1972
My Man And Me
My Man And Me
Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Performer(s): Lynsey de Paul
My man and me
we're close as anyone could ever be
for two
ooh and when I see his face
the worries of the day just disappear
don't ask me why...
My man and me
we never seem to quarrel 'bout a thing
it's true
ooh for anything he says
I know is good enough for me
don't ask me why...
But I won't let him down
and I want it just that way forever and ever
one and one together
that's my man and me
my man and me
doo doo doo, doo doo
My man and me
we're close as anyone could ever be
for two
ooh and when I see his face
the worries of the day just disappear
don't ask me why...
But I won't let him go
and it's gonna be that way for ever and ever
one and one together
that's my man and me
my man and me
that's my man and me
my man and me
my man and me
my man and me
my man and me
my man and me
my man and me
Zaterdag 11 november 1972
Graduation Day
Graduation Day
Composer(s): Joe Sherman; Noel Sherman
Performer(s): The Four Freshmen;
and various other artists
It's a time a for joy, a time for tears
A time we'll treasure through the years
We'll remember always
Graduation day
At the senior prom we danced 'til three
And there you gave your heart to me
We'll remember always
Graduation day
Though we leave in sorrow
All the joys we've known
We can face tomorrow
Knowing we'll never walk alone
When the ivy walls are far behind
No matter where our paths may wind
We'll remember always
Graduation day
Though we leave in sorrow
All the joys we've known
We can face tomorrow
Knowing we'll never walk alone
When the ivy walls are far behind
No matter where our paths may wind
We'll remember always, always
Graduation day
We'll remember always
Graduation day
Vrijdag 10 november 1972
Tempted
Tempted
Composer(s): Chris Difford - Glenn Tilbrook
First release by: Squeeze - 1981
Covered by multiple other artists
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face
Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case
I said to my reflection, Let's get out of this place
Passed the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still keep calling
And calling
But forget it all I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel
The people keep on grabbing, ain't wishing I was well
I said, "It's no occasion
It's no story I can tell"
At my bedside, empty pocket, a foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock, alarmed by
The seduction
I wish that it would stop
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone there's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I bought a novell, some perfume, a fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience that hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do?
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone there's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Vrijdag 10 november 1972
My Man
My Man
((Adapted from: Mon Homme (Mistinguett) - 1916))
Composer(s): Albert Willemetz - Jacques Charles - Maurice Yvain - Channing Pollack
Performer(s): Fanny Brice - 1921
and multiple other artists
It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget
With my man
He's not much for looks
And no hero out of books
Is my man
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him
I don't know why I should
He isn't good
He isn't true
He beats me, too
What can I do
Oh, my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back
On my knees some day
For whatever my man is
I am his forever more
Sometimes I say
If I just could get away
With my man
He'd go straight, sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers grew
And perhaps a kid or two
Who liked my man
And then my eyes get wet
I 'most forget
Till he gets hot
And tells me not
To talk such rot
Oh my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back
On my knees some day
For whatever my man is
I'm his forever more
Vrijdag 10 november 1972
Gradated Grey
Gradated Grey
Composer(s): Peter Barakan; Haruomi Hosono
Performer(s): Yellow Magic Orchestra;
Haruomi Hosono
My car radio's playing a song
That makes me feel very strange
It's taken so long
Through the gradation of the grey scale
A landscape like I've never seen
As far as my eyes can see
Out on the road
I've seen so many shades, shades of grey
Now I'm back in the tunnel again
Every minute, every second
I can feel it getting closer
Speeding ahead
To where grey meets white
Donderdag 9 november 1972
Temptation Eyes
Temptation Eyes
Composer(s): Harvey Price - Dan Walsh
First release by: The Grass Roots - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
She's got something that moves my soul
And she knows I'd love to love her
But she lets me down every time, can't make her mind
She's no one's lover
Tonight with me she'll be so inviting
I want her all for myself, aw
Temptation eyes, looking through my mind, my soul
Temptation eyes, you've got to love me, got to love me tonight
Got to love me baby yeah, mm
Oh wild-eyed innocence is just a game
But just the same my head is spinning
She's got a way to keep me on her side, it's just a ride
It's never ending
Tonight with me she'll be so exciting
I want her all for myself, oh
Temptation eyes, looking through my mind, my soul
Temptation eyes, you've got to love me, got to love me tonight
Can you feel it now
Tonight with me she'll be so exciting, I want her all for myself, oh
Temptation eyes, looking through my mind, my soul
Temptation eyes, you've got to love me, got to love me tonight
Temptation eyes, looking through my mind, my soul
Temptation eyes, come on and love me, love me tonight
Donderdag 9 november 1972
My Mammy
My Mammy
Composer(s): Walter Donaldson; Sam M. Lewis; Joe Young
Performer(s): Al Jolson
and various other artists
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam
The birds are singin', the day that you stray
But later, when you are further away
Things won't seem so lovely
When you're all alone
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home
Mammy
Mammy
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
I know where the sun shines best
Mammy
My little mammy
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy
I'm comin'
Sorry that I made you wait
I'm comin'
Hope and trust that I'm not late, oh oh oh
Mammy
My little Mammy
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles
My Mammy!
Oh oh oh...
Mammy...
My little Mammy
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
I know where
the sun shines best!
It's on my Mammy I'm talkin' about, nobody else's!
My little Mammy
My heartstrings are tangled around Alabammy
Mammy, Mammy, I'm comin'
I'm so sorry that I made you wait!
Mammy, Mammy, I'm comin'!
Oh God, I hope I'm not late!
Look at me, Mammy!
Don't you know me?
I'm your little baby!
I'd walk a million miles
For one of your smiles
My Mammy!
Donderdag 9 november 1972
Gracias A La Vida
Gracias A La Vida
Composer(s): Violetta Parra
Performer(s): Raphael;
and various other artists
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto
me dio dos luceros que cuando los abro
perfecto distingo lo negro del blanco
y en el alto cielo su fondo estrellado
y en las multitudes el hombre que yo amo
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto
me ha dado el sonido y el abedecedario
con él las palabras que pienso y declaro
madre amigo hermano y luz alumbrando
la ruta del alma del que estoy amando
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto
me ha dado la marcha de mis pies cansados
con ellos anduve ciudades y charcos
playas y desiertos montañas y llanos
y la casa tuya, tu calle y tu patio
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto
me dio el corazón que agita su marco
cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano
cuando miro al bueno tan lejos del malo
cuando miro al fondo de tus ojos claros
Gracias a la Vida que me ha dado tanto
me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto
así yo distingo dicha de quebranto
los dos materiales que forman mi canto
y el canto de ustedes que es el mismo canto
y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto
Gracias a la Vida
Gracias a la Vida
Gracias a la Vida
Gracias a la Vida
Woensdag 8 november 1972
Temporarily
Temporarily
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Gene De Paul
Performer(s): June Allyson & Jack Lemon
This is your shack
Temporarily
Your cul-de-sac
Temporarily
So hit the sack
Temporarily
While I unpack
Temporarily
You can't be too darn particular
I'm your vehicular extracurricular spouse
And even though, you don't wanna play looks
Like we're gonna play house
That's realistic and sensible
But I am so indefensible
Faced with so much masculinity
I fear for my femininity
So let's just skip the pyjama bit
Papa and Mama bit
Hoping that neither snores
While I am involuntarily, necessarily
Temporarily yours
Woensdag 8 november 1972
My Lover's Prayer
My Lover's Prayer
Composer(s): Otis Redding
Originally performed by: Otis Redding
Covered by various other artists
This is my lover's prayer
I hope it'll reach out to you, my love
This is my lover's prayer
And I hope you can understand it, my love
My life is such a weary thing
But it might be old pressure bringing rain (?)
You keep wanting, waiting and wishing
When I know deep down that I'm not to blame
What you gonna do tonight
When you need some loving arms to hold you tight
What you gonna do tonight
When you need my heavy voice to tell you good night
Honey but you can't let that be no problem
You ve got to come home and help me solve it
(Yeah) I won't be missing you
And honey, my lover's prayer would be all over
What can the matter be [now]?
It can't be to serious we can't talk it over
Living in this misery, darling
You can't make my life all over
Honey but don't you let that be no problem
Just come on home and help me solve it
(Dear) I won't be missing you
And my lover's prayer would be all over
It got to be all over
Honey all over
Don't keep my life going round so many circles
I won't be missing you
I won't be missing you
And my lover's prayer won't be all over
This is my lover's prayer
Come on y'all
This is my lover's prayer
And I hope it reaches out to you
This is my lover's prayer
I hope it gets to you
Woensdag 8 november 1972
Gracias (Raphael)
Gracias
Composer(s): F. Bracardi; G. Boncompagni
Performer(s): Raphael
Tu has llegado hasta mi
A aliviar mi dolor con alegria
Si no estuvieras aqui
En un sueño de amor te inventaria
Yo nunca pude creer que
Existiera este amor
Que vinieras a mi
Gracias por tus caricias
Gracias porque eres mia
Gracias por estos dias
Gracias por este amor
Dios no ha podido crear
Un motivo mejor para mi vida
Yo te podria decir que
Estoy loco por ti mas cada dia
Tu eres mi amanecer
La mañana y el sol
Que yo siempre busque
Gracias por tus momentos
Gracias porque eres mia
Gracias por estos dias
Gracias por ser mi mundo
Dinsdag 7 november 1972
Tempo E Artista
Tempo E Artista
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Imagino o artista num anfiteatro
Onde o tempo é a grande estrela
Vejo o tempo obrar a sua arte
Tendo o mesmo artista como tela
Modelando o artista ao seu feitio
O tempo, com seu lápis impreciso
Põe-lhe rugas ao redor da boca
Como contrapesos de um sorriso
Já vestindo a pele do artista
O tempo arrebata-lhe a garganta
O velho cantor subindo ao palco
Apenas abre a voz, e o tempo canta
Dança o tempo sem cessar, montando
O dorso do exausto bailarino
Trêmulo, o ator recita um drama
Que ainda está por ser escrito
No anfiteatro, sob o céu de estrelas
Um concerto eu imagino
Onde, num relance, o tempo alcance a glória
E o artista, o infinito
Dinsdag 7 november 1972
My Lovely Rose Of Clare
My Lovely Rose Of Clare
Traditional (Ireland)
Oh my lovely rose of Clare
You're the sweetest girl I know
You're the Queen of all the roses
Like the pretty flowers that grow
You are the sunshine of my life
So beautiful and fair
And I will always love you
My lovely Rose of Clare
Oh the sun it shines out like a jewel
On the lovely hills of Clare
As I strolled along with my sweet lass
One evening at the fair
Her eyes they shone like silver streams
Her long and golden hair
For I have won the heart of one
My lovely Rose of Clare
As we walked down by the river bank
Watched the Shannon flowing by
And listened to the nightingale
Singing songs for you and I
And to say farewell
To all you true and fair
For I have stolen the heart of one
My lovely Rose of Clare
Dinsdag 7 november 1972
Gracias (José Alfredo Jiménez)
Gracias
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez:
and various other artists
Cómo puedo pagar
que me quieran a mí
por todas mis canciones
ya me puse a pensar
y no alcanzo a cubrir
tan lindas intenciones
He ganado dinero
para comprar un mundo
más bonito que el nuestro
pero todo lo aviento
porque quiero morirme
como muere mi pueblo
Yo no quiero saber
que se siente tener
millones y millones
si tuviera con qué
compraría para mí
otros dos corazones
para hacerlos vibrar
y llenar otra vez
sus almas de ilusiones
y poderles pagar
que me quieran a mí
y a todas mis canciones
"Deveras, muchas gracias
por haberme aguantado tanto tiempo
desde 1947 hasta 1972 y yo siento
que todavía me quieren
¿saben porqué? porque yo he ganado
más aplausos que dinero
el dinero pues no sé
ni por donde lo tiré
pero los aplausos
esos los traigo aquí adentro
y ya no me los quita nadie
esos se van conmigo hasta la muerte"
Para poderles pagar
que me quieran a mí
y a todas mis canciones
Maandag 6 november 1972
Tempête Dans Un Bénitier
Tempête Dans Un Bénitier
Composer(s): Georges Brassens
Performer(s): Georges Brassens; Les Petits Français
Tempête dans un bénitier
Le souverain pontife avecque
Les évêques, les archevêques
Nous font un satané chantier
Ils ne savent pas ce qu'ils perdent
Tous ces fichus calotins
Sans le latin, sans le latin
La messe nous emmerde
À la fête liturgique
Plus de grand's pompes, soudain
Sans le latin, sans le latin
Plus de mystère magique
Le rite qui nous envoûte
S'avère alors anodin
Sans le latin, sans le latin
Et les fidèl's s'en foutent
O très Sainte Marie mèr' de
Dieu, dites à ces putains
De moines qu'ils nous emmerdent
Sans le latin
Je ne suis pas le seul, morbleu
Depuis que ces règles sévissent
À ne plus me rendre à l'office
Dominical que quand il pleut
Il ne savent pas ce qu'ils perdent
Tous ces fichus calotins
Sans le latin, sans le latin
La messe nous emmerde
En renonçant à l'occulte
Faudra qu'ils fassent tintin
Sans le latin, sans le latin
Pour le denier du culte
À la saison printanière
Suisse, bedeau, sacristain
Sans le latin, sans le latin
F'ront l'églis' buissonnière
O très Sainte Marie mèr' de
Dieu, dites à ces putains
De moines qu'ils nous emmerdent
Sans le latin
Ces oiseaux sont des enragés
Ces corbeaux qui scient, rognent, tranchent
La saine et bonne vieille branche
De la croix où ils sont perchés
Ils ne savent pas ce qu'ils perdent
Tous ces fichus calotins
Sans le latin, sans le latin
La messe nous emmerde
Le vin du sacré calice
Se change en eau de boudin
Sans le latin, sans le latin
Et ses vertus faiblissent
À Lourdes, Sète ou bien Parme
Comme à Quimper Corentin
Le presbytère sans le latin
A perdu de son charme
O très Sainte Marie mèr' de
Dieu, dites à ces putains
De moines qu'ils nous emmerdent
Sans le latin
Maandag 6 november 1972
My Lovely Revenge
My Lovely Revenge
Composer(s): Agnew; Jane Wiedlin
Performer(s): Jane Wiedlin
Shiny hair and a perfect body
A great life where everyone adores me
Killer boyfriend, big fancy car
And a mansion made for a movie star
You'll regret it that you blew it
And I'll make sure that you knew it
And till I get more than enough
Be scheming still be dreaming of
My Lovely Revenge
My Lovely Revenge
Accumulating more and more stuff
Without neglecting inside and up above
Advancing the spiritual
Not forgetting my intellectual
Till I become the perfect combination
The paragon of a generation
You'll be sorry of course you will
When you see me completely fulfilled
My Lovely Revenge
My Lovely Revenge
Everything you want/Everything you need/Everything you hope for I'll be
Everything I want/everything I need/Everything I get will be...
My Lovely Revenge
My Lovely Revenge
Maandag 6 november 1972
Gracias (Javier Solis)
Gracias
Composer(s): Antonio Guijarro; Augusto Algueró
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists
Gracias por haberte conocido, por haberme sonreído
Por mirarme, por hablarme
Gracias, por haberte amado tanto, por tu risa y por tu llanto
Y por todas tus palabras de amor
Tengo que darte las gracias por estar cerca de mí
Y por las miles de cosas que yo siento junto a ti
Gracias, por haberte conocido, porque nunca me has mentido
Porque siempre me has querido amor
Tengo que darte las gracias por estar cerca de mí
Y por las miles de cosas que yo siento junto a ti
Gracias, por haberte conocido, porque nunca me has mentido
Por quererme, por besarme, por hacerme tan feliz
Zondag 5 november 1972
Tempestade
Tempestade
Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner - Zeca Baleiro
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Eu nem sabia
Desse cinema mudo nos teus olhos
Dessa chuva caindo como um dia
Desse rio sem mar
Do riso agora
Eu nem pensava
Em ter a tempestade entre os dentes
E o luar nas mãos como se um peixe
Pudesse respirar longe do aquário
Eu nem sabia
Que os dias eram meus como um tesouro
E a paixão um risco no asfalto
Aonde os carros sofrem sem poesia
Eu nem pensava
Que o meu desejo era um trem de ferro
Que a música parecia silêncio
E a vida era uma flor desavisada
Florindo o chão rachado do sertão
Zondag 5 november 1972
My Love, My Love
