Vrijdag 17 november 1972
Ten Guitars (Engelbert Humperdinck)
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Ten Guitars
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Vrijdag 17 november 1972
My Melody Of Love
My Melody Of Love
Composer(s): Henry Mayer; Bobby Vinton
Performer(s): Bobby Vinton
and various other artists
I'm lookin' for a place to go
So I can be all alone
From thoughts and memories
So that when the music plays
I don't go back to the days
When love was you and me
"Oh, oh, moja droga, ja Cie kocham"
Means that I love you so
"Moja droga, ja Cie kocham"
More than you'll ever know
"Kocham ciebie calym sercem"
Love you with all my heart
Return to me and always be
My melody of love
Wish I had a place to hide
Al my sorrow, all my pride
I just can't get along
'Cause the love once so fine
Keeps on hurtin' all the time
Where did I go wrong?
"Oh, oh, moja droga ja Cie kocham"
Means that I love you so
"Moja droga, ja Cie kocham"
More than you'll ever know
"Kocham ciebie calym sercem"
Love you with all my heart
Return to me and always be
My melody of love
Woh-oh, la-la, la-la-la, la, la-la
My melody of love
La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la
My melody of love
La-la, la-la-la, la, la-la
My melody...
Vrijdag 17 november 1972
Grand Hotel
Grand Hotel
Composer(s): Gary Brooker; Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum
Tonight we sleep on silken sheets
We drink fine wine and eat rare meats
On Carousel and gambling stake
Our fortunes speed, and dissipate
It's candlelight and chandelier
It's silver plate and crystal clear
The nights we stay at Hotel Grand
Tonight we dine at Hotel Ritz
(A golden dish with every wish)
It's mirrored walls, and velvet drapes
Dry champagne, and bursting grapes
Dover sole, and Oeufs Mornay
Profiteroles and Peach Flambe
The waiters dance on fingertips
The nights we dine at Hotel Ritz
One more toast to greet the morn
The wine and dine have danced till dawn
Where's my Continental Bride?
We'll Continental slip and slide
Early morning pinch and bite
(These French girls always like to fight)
It's serenade and Sarabande
The nights we stay at Hotel Grand
Les nuits qu'on passe à l'Hotel Grande
Donderdag 16 november 1972
Ten Guitars (Billy Connolly)
Ten Guitars
Performer(s): Billy Connolly
I like to sing James Taylor songs, and songs by Carol King
I'll even sing John Murphy songs, I'll sing anything
But when I sing in social clubs, just one thing sickens me
a wee drunk woman staggers up, and this is what she says to me
Hey Jimmy, gonna gi' us Ten Guitars?
Her face has got a dozen battle scars
Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars
Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Guitars were made for Rock and Roll, and no' this kind of trash
Gimme a song wi' Stephen Stills, or even Johnny Cash
But just when I start out to sing, some nice wee melody
the same wee woman donners up, and this is what she says to me
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars
Her face has got a thousand battle scars
Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars
Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
Oh, if I could get my hands on that big balm-pot Humperdink
I'd rip his tonsils out his throat, and stuff them down the sink
Oh, I wish he'd never sang that song, or maybe something else
instead,
I'd love to take his ten Guitars, and wrap them around his head
Hey Jimmy, oh c'mon, gi' us Ten Guitars
Her face has got a million battle scars
Oh, I must have sang that song in a thousand bars
Oh I'm really getting sick of Ten Guitars
I'd love to break the strings on his Ten Guitars
Donderdag 16 november 1972
My Melancholy Baby
My Melancholy Baby
Composer(s): Ernie Burnett; George A. Norton
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists
Come to me my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't be blue ...
All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe
You know dear that I'm in love with you!
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too!
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Smile my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too!
Donderdag 16 november 1972
Grand Coulee Dam
Grand Coulee Dam
Composer(s): Woody Guthrie
Performer(s): Woody Guthrie;
and various other artists
Now the world holds seven wonders
That the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers,
I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the big Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies
Where the rippling waters glide
Comes a-roaring down the canyon
For to meet that salty tide
Of the big Pacific Ocean
Where the sun sinks in the west
In the big Grand Coulee country
In the land I love the best
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge
In the year of thirty three
For the farmer and the factory
And all of you and me
He said, "Roll along Columbia
You can roll down to the sea
But river, while you're rambling
You can do some work for me"
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now from Washington and Oregon
You can hear the factories hum
Making chrome and making manganese
And white aluminum
Now the roar of the Flying Fortress
For to fight for Uncle Sam
On the howling King Columbia
By the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now the world holds seven wonders
That the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers,
Why, I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the big Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam
Woensdag 15 november 1972
Ten Feet Off The Ground
Ten Feet Off The Ground
Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman
Performer(s): Buddy Ebsen, Leslie Ann Warren, Janet Blair
and multiple other artists
Who invented music?
I'd like to shake his hand
'Cause music casts a spell
That I can understand
That must be some magician
Designed a magic plan
He changed his wand to a baton
And that's how it all began
When the rhythm bounds and the harmony sounds
And the melody rolls around
Presto! Change-O!
You're ten feet off the ground
When the rhythm bounds and the harmony sounds
And the melody rolls around
Right then in harmony we can be found
Ten feet off the ground
When everybody puts his heart in it
Everybody plays a part in it
That's how music magic is made
Everybody's toes are tappier
Everybody's feeling happier
Lighter than air
Out of this chair
Ten feet off the ground
Yes, everybody puts his heart in it
Everybody plays a part in it
That's how music magic is made
Everybody's toes are tappier
Everybody's feeling happier
Lighter than air
Out of this chair
Loping along on a magical sound
Out of this world and upward bound
Ten feet of the ground
Oh, Yeah!
Woensdag 15 november 1972
My Martian Man
My Martian Man
Composer(s): Lynsey de Paul
Originally performed by: Lynsey de Paul
Covered by: Mice; Julianne Regan
As I was lying on my pillow last night
I saw the strangest sight
A green machine with flashing lights
And as I stared and wondered
What it could be for
Hoping to see more
A Martian came right through my door
"Where have I landed?
My ship is stranded"
Martian Man, take my hand
We are a part of whatever the stars planned
Let's stick together, whatever they say
And he explained the Earth was no place
No atmosphere, and I could not live there
We both were made with different spheres
And anyway the green man
Couldn't mix with white
And Mars wasn't right
He disappeared into the night
"Where have I landed?
My ship is stranded"
Martian Man, take my hand
We are a part of whatever the stars planned
Let's stick together, whatever they say
Someday, but look at today (?)
We've only this one
End of the sun
And we'll understand
We will understand, understand
Martian Man, take my hand
We are a part of whatever the planned
Let's stick together, whatever they say
Someday...
Woensdag 15 november 1972
Granada (Spanish Version)
Granada (Spanish Version)
Composer(s): Dorothy Dodd; Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Mario Lanza;
and various other artists
Granada, tierra soñada por mi
mi cantar se vuelve gitano cuando es para ti
mi cantar hecho de fantasía
mi cantar flor de melancolía
que yo te vengo a dar
Granada, tierra ensangrentada
en tardes de toros
Mujer que conserva el embrujo
de los ojos moros
Te sueño rebelde y gitana
cubierta de flores
y beso tu boca de grana
jugosa manzana
que me habla de amores
Granada, manola cantada
en coplas preciosas
No tengo otra cosa que darte
que un ramo de rosas
De rosas de suave fragancia
que le dieran marco a la virgen morena
Granada, tu tierra está llena
de lindas mujeres
de sangre y de sol
Dinsdag 14 november 1972
Ten Feet Away
Ten Feet Away
Composer(s): Billy Sherrill - Max D. Barnes - Troy Seals
Performer(s): Keith Whitley; Diamond Rio
Alone at a corner table
She was watching me watching her
I was singin' about an old flame burning
She was hanging on to every word
I was pouring out my feelings
She was pouring out the wine
Through the smoke and the beer
It was perfectly clear
That we were touching each others minds
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
I just knew my closing song would do it
I knew that I was heaven bound
I could tell she was moved, but before I was through
This stranger walked up and set down
He was trying his best to impress her
But she never took her eyes off me
When he got up and left, I said to myself...
Woh-o-woh what a night this will be
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms, with that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
Dinsdag 14 november 1972
My Maria
My Maria
Composer(s): Daniel Moore; B.W. Stevenson
Originally performed by: B.W. Stevenson
My Maria don't you know I've come a long long way
I been longin' to see her
When she's around she takes my blues away
Sweet Maria the sunlight surely hurts my eyes
I'm a lonely dreamer on a highway in the skies
Maria Maria I love you
My Maria there were some blue and sorrowed times
Just my thoughts about you bring back my peace of mind
Gypsy lady you're a mircle work for me
You set my soul free like a ship sailing on the sea
She is the sunlight when skies are grey
She treats me so right lady take me away
Maria Maria I love you
Maria Maria I love you
Dinsdag 14 november 1972
Granada (English Version)
Granada (English Version)
Composer(s): Dorothy Dodd; Augustín Lara
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists
Granada, I'm falling under your spell
And if you could speak what a fascinating tale you would tell
Of an age the world has long forgotten
Of an age that weaves the silent magic in Granada today
The dawn in the sky greets the day with a sigh for Granada
For she can remember the splendour that once was Granada
It still can be found in the hills all around as I wander along
Entranced by the beauty before me
Entranced by a land full of sunshine and flowers and song
And when day is done and the sun starts to set in Granada
I envy the blush of the snow clad Sierra Nevada
For soon it will welcome the stars
While a thousand guitars play a soft Habanera
Then moonlit Granada will live again
The glory of yesterday romantic and gay
Maandag 13 november 1972
T'en Fais Pas (C'est Le B-a Ba)
T'en Fais Pas (C'est Le B-a Ba)
Composer(s): P. Breslin - J. Top - S. Perathoner
Performer(s): Nicoletta
Au bord de la route, au bout de ma peine
Résewoir vide mais la lune est pleine
C'est la série noire, le pied au plancher
La nuit va-t-elle porter conseil?
Que des massifs à perte de vue
Ça commence à sentir le quartier de la glu
Pas si facile, le B-a Ba blesse
Attention au changement de vitesse
T'en fais pas
Ça, c'est le B-a Ba
T'en fais pas
Il y a des hauts et des bas
Parfois c'est là
Et puis ça s'en va
C'est le B-a Ba
Mais ça reviendra
Tu lances les dés, tu joues à pile ou face
Tu bois la tasse mais, quoique tu fasses
T'en fais pas, t'en fais pas
J'ai vu des soirées à quatre étoiles
On parle pognon et on lit Stendahl
Comme l'a dit Shakespeare, le monde est une scène
Et on est jamais mieux servi que par soi-même
T'en fais pas
Ca, c'est le B-a Ba
T'en fais pas
Il y a des hauts et des bas
Parfois c'est là
Et puis ça s'en va
C'est le B-a Ba
Mais ça reviendra
Tu lances les dés, tu joues à pile ou face
Tu bois la tasse mais, quoique tu fasses
T'en fais pas, t'en fais pas...
Maandag 13 november 1972
My Margarita (El Charro)
My Margarita (El Charro)
Composer(s): Maria Grever; Walter Hirsh
My Margarita, I'm so romantic, but Margarita
You drive me frantic
My Margarita
You could be tender, but Senorita
You won't surrender
On my guitar oh so lightly
I play nightly when the moon begins to shine
Though ev'ry star up above you knows I love you
I can never make you mine
Oh Margarita
When stars are fading, beneath your window
I'm serenading
My Margarita life could be sweeter
If I could read in your glances where romance is
When it dances
But whenever we're together
You're as fickle as the weather when you kiss and run away
Maandag 13 november 1972
Graine D'Ananar
Graine D'Ananar
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Léo Ferré; Catherine Sauvage
La vie m'a doublé
C'est pas régulier
Pour un pauv' lézard
Qui vit par hasard
Dans la société
Mais la société
Faut pas s'en mêler
J'suis un type à part
Un' grain' d'ananar
On m'dit qu'j'ai poussé
En d'ssous d'un gibet
Où mon grand-papa
Balançait déjà
Avec un collier
Un collier tressé
De chanvre il était
Un foutu foulard
A gueul' d'ananar
J'avais des copains
Qui mangeaient mon pain
Car le pain c'est fait
Pour êtr' partagé
Dans notr' société
C'est pas moi qui l'dis
Mais c'est Jésus-Christ
Un foutu bavard
A gueul' d'ananar
Si j'avais des sous
On m'd'manderait: ""Où
Les as-tu gagnés
Sans avoir trimé
Pour la société?"
Mais comm' j'en ai pas
Faut lui dir' pourquoi
C'est jamais peinard
La grain' d'ananar
On m'dit qu'c'est fini
J'vous l'dit comme on l'dit
Et qu'on me pendra
Au nom de la loi
Et d'la société
D'la bell' société
Qui s'met à s'mêler
De mettre au rancart
La grain' d'ananar
Potence d'oubli
L'oiseau fait son nid
Messieurs les corbeaux
Passeront ma peau
Comme à l'étamis
Mais auparavant
J'aurai comm' le vent
Semé quelque part
Ma grain' d'ananar
Zondag 12 november 1972
Ten Cents A Dance
Ten Cents A Dance
Composer(s): Lorenz Hart - Richard Rodgers
First performance: Ruth Etting - 1930
Covered by multiple other artists
Ten cents a dance, that's what they pay me
Gosh, how they weigh me down
Ten cents a dance, pansies and rough guys
Tough guys who tear my gown
Seven to midnight I hear drums
Loudly the saxophone blows
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums
Customers crush my toes
Sometimes I think I've found my hero
But it's a queer romance
All that you need is a ticket
Come on, big boy, ten cents a dance!
Zondag 12 november 1972
My Man Jumped Salty On Me
My Man Jumped Salty On Me
Composer(s): Perry Bradford
Performer(s): Rosetta Crawford;
Mezz Mezzrow; George Wettling
Goin' down to the river, take a rope and a rock
Tie it round my neck and jump off the dock
'Cause my man he jumped salty on me
Ain't no one can change my mind
I've been mistreated and I don't mind dyin'
'Cause that man jumped salty on me
Gonna get me some poison, kill myself
'Cause the man I love has put me on the shelf
The dirty old viper jumped salty on me
If he didn't want me he didn't have to lie
The day I see him, that's the day he'll die
'Cause that man jumped salty on me
Baby you don't know my mind
Lord, Lord, Lord, Baby you don't know my mind
When you see me laughin', I'm laughin' just to keep from cryin'
A crooked man's worse than crooked dice
With dice you lose your money, with men you lose your life
Oh that fool jumped salty on me
I'm gonna get me a razor and a gun
Cut him if he stands still, shoot him if he runs
'Cause that man jumped salty on me
Zondag 12 november 1972
Graduation's Here
Graduation's Here
Composer(s): Gretchen Christopher;
Barbara Ellis; Gary Troxel
Performer(s): The Fleetwoods
Bah-oodo-doo-dahm, doo-dahm, doo-dahm
Doo doddy doddy dahm
Graduation, graduation, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, graduation
High school parties are over
Things won't be the same
The day to grow up finally came
Graduation's here
Graduation
Our trips to the ocean
Were so much fun
Remember the games we almost won
Graduation's here
Chorus
Our senior year and our one big sin
Was the "senior skip" when we were all turned in
The gaudy mischief had to come but now it's gotta go
'cause graduation's here and we'll soon be on our own
Bah-oodo-doo-dahm, doo-dahm, doo-dahm
Doo doddy doddy dahm
Graduation, graduation, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, graduation
Now we are walking down the aisle
I cry inside but I'm trying to smile
Goodbye friends, alma mater too
Graduation's here
Graduation, graduation, graduation, graduation
Zaterdag 11 november 1972
Tempus Fugit
Tempus Fugit
Composer(s): Geoffrey Downes - Trevor Horn - Steve Howe - Chris Squire - Alan White
Performer(s): Yes
Born in the night
She would run like a leopard
That freaks at the sight
Of a mind close beside herself
And the nearer I came
How the country would change
She was using the landscape
To hide herself
More in the mind
Than the body this feeling
A sense at the end
Of a circular line
That is drawn at an angle
I see when I'm with you
To navigate waters and finally answer to-yes
If you were there you would want to be near me
Innocence, you could hold the materials
And though nothing would really be living
It would shock Your fall into landing light
In the north sky time flies fast to the morning
The cold of the dawn it meant nothing to us
You were keeping your best situation
An answer to-yes
(Yes, Yes) And the moment I see you
(Yes, Yes) It's so good to be near you
(Yes, Yes) And the feeling you give me
(Yes, Yes) Makes me want to be with you
(Yes, Yes) From the moment you tell me - yes
If you could see all the roads I have traveled
Towards some unusable last equilibrium
Run like an athlete and die like a dead beaten speed-freak
An answer to all of your answers to-yes
In the north sky time flies faster than morning
The cold of the dawn it meant nothing to us
You were keeping your best situation
An answer to Yes
(Yes, Yes) And the moment I see you
(Yes, Yes) It's so good to be near you
(Yes, Yes) And the feeling you give me
(Yes, Yes) Makes me want to be with you
(Yes, Yes) If we wait for an answer
(Yes, Yes) Will the silence be broken
(Yes, Yes) Should we wait for an answer
(Yes, Yes) Do we leave it unspoken
(Yes Yes Yes Yes...)
Zaterdag 11 november 1972
My Man And Me
