Maandag 8 januari 1973
Terrible Feeling
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Terrible Feeling
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Maandag 8 januari 1973
My Ship
My Ship
Composer(s): Ira Gershwin; Kurt Weill
Originally performed by: Gertrude Lawrence
Covered by various other artists
My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold
My ship's aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin
The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in
I can wait the years
Till it appears
One fine day one spring
But the pearls and such
They won't mean much if there's missing just one thing
I do not care if that day arrives
That dream need never be
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring
My own true love to me
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring my own true love to me
Maandag 8 januari 1973
D.F.L. Dios
D.F.L. Dios
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Un día de Abril
En metros me di mi hogar
Para saber si
En el podría entrar...
No sé si él
Vive en un D.F.L. 2
Si habita en la catedral
O si paga pensión...
Un día, yo
En metros me di mi hogar
Para saber si Dios
En el podría entrar...
No sé si Dios
Vive en un D.F.L. 2
Si habita la catedral
O si paga pensión
Me respondió
Yo vivo en cualquier lugar
Yo soy el vino y el pan
Que sobra o que no está...
Y ahora Dios
Debajo de un puente está
Haciendo una catedral...
Zondag 7 januari 1973
Terre Nouvelle
Terre Nouvelle
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
On vient de découvrir une terre nouvelle
À des millions d'années-lumière dans le ciel
Là-bas au delà des montagnes de demain
Son ciel nouveau nous bâtira des lendemains
À coup de rêves
De pelletées de bonheur
Une aube neuve qui se lève
Pour nous bâtir des jours meilleurs
Et nous faire enfin voir la vie
Comme nul ne l'avait osé
Ces merveilles à l'infini
Par les yeux de la liberté
Sans souci de l'avenir de notre planète
Qui pourrait ce désagréger, tomber en miettes
Nous partirons le coeur libre et les bras ouvert
Les yeux perdus dans tout le bleu de l'univers
Notre vieux monde
Dans l'épaisseur de la nuit
Tournera une folle ronde
Seul, avec nos millions d'ennuis
Seul, avec toutes les misères
Et le poids de tout les tourments
Que nous laisserons sur la terre
Pour nous enfuir plus librement
Et tous les hommes partiront main dans la main
Avec l'espoir de se créer des lendemains
Aux coeurs desquels vivront jusqu'à l'éternité
En paix tout les hommes de bonne volonté
Nous partirons avec aux lèvres une chansons
Prêt à bâtir une autre civilisation
Dans laquelle vivront jusqu'à l'éternité
En paix tout les hommes de bonne volonté
Zondag 7 januari 1973
Ensemble (Mireille Mathieu)
Ensemble
Composer(s): J. Bouquet - J. Mason - L. Reed
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Mon coeur en est sûr et certain
Il aime un coeur et c'est le tien
Tout seul ton coeur est triste
Tout seul mon coeur s'attriste
Un seul remède laissons-les laissons-les
Ensemble tous les deux
Ensemble ils sont heureux
Rien n'existe pour eux
Que de parler d'amour
Ensemble tous les deux
Ensemble ils ont pour eux
Un monde merveilleux
Un monde fait d'amour
Tu vois ils savent se parler
Trouver les mots les inventer
Ton coeur laisse-le faire
Puisque je sais lui plaire
Il ne te reste qu'à m'aimer à m'aimer
Ensemble tous les deux
Ensemble tout est bleu
La vie me semble un jeu
Où se gagne l'amour
Ensemble tous les deux
Ensemble si tu veux
Nous vivrons tous les deux
Un merveilleux amour
Mon amour mon amour
Zondag 7 januari 1973
D.C.B.A. - 25
D.C.B.A. - 25
Composer(s): Paul Kantner
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane
It's time you walked away and set me free
I must move away, 'n' leave you be
It has been good to us my friend
Wait, and see how it will end
We come and go as we please
(Grace: We come and go as we please)
(Paul: That's how it has to be)
Here in this ocean, the near and holy
Too many days I've left unstoned
If you don't mind, happiness
Purple pleasure-fields in the sun
Ah don't you know I'm runnin' home
(Grace: Don't you know I'm runnin' home)
(Paul: To a place, for you unknown)
I take great peace in your sitting there
Searching for myself, I find a place there
I see the people of the world
Where they are and what they could be
I can but dance behind your smile
(Grace: I can but dance behind your smile)
(Paul: You were the world to me for a while)
Zaterdag 6 januari 1973
Terre De France
Terre De France
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Nous sommes des gens
Parfois gais
Quand on est triste
Il fait mauvais
Ce sont les choses du temps
Qui ont fait nos tempéraments
Tu peux bien changer de nom
Le visage de tes régions, de nos frontières
Accrocher des fleurs fanées sur nos calvaires
Sur nos calvaires
Tu es ma terre
Mon désert qui s'en va
Tu es ma terre, ma mère et mon hiver...
Nous sommes des oiseaux géants
Nous ne voyageons pas souvent
Nous avons l'amour du nid
Que certains appellent patrie
Tu peux bien changer de nom
Et le cours de tes saisons, de nos rivières
Parsemer de tâches bleues le blé qui lève
Le blé qui lève
Tu es ma terre, mon désert qui s'en va
Tu es ma terre, ma mère et mon combat
Tu peux bien changer de nom
Inventer des religions et des chimères
J'ai dessiné sur ton dos comme un étang
Où flotte mes rèves
Tu es ma terre, mon désert qui s'en va
Tu es ma terre, ma mère qui est là...
Nous sommes des gens
Parfois gais
Quand on est triste
Il fait mauvais
Ce sont les choses du temps
Qui ont fait nos tempéraments
Zaterdag 6 januari 1973
Comme Des Connards
Comme Des Connards
English Title: My Sharona
Composer(s): Michaël Youn
Performer(s): Les Conards
(Originally performed by: The Knack)
Est-ce que vous voulez du rock fort?
Hein? Quoi??
Euh nan... Est-ce que vous voulez du Hard Rock?
Ah ouais!
Oh maman dis-moi pourquoi, oh oui pourquoi, je suis né en levant l' doigt..
Comme un connard
Après dans la cours d' récré, oui enloosé, je vendais mes crottes de nez
Comme un connard
Depuis cette époque, avec mes potes, dans les soirées on finit tous en short
et dans les chiottes on vomit nos entrailles...
Comme des connards
Quand on voit une caisse de keufs, ah juste devant, on la double sans clignotant
Comme des connards
Si on couche avec des filles, avec des meufs, on s'endort en 2 secondes 9
Comme des connards
Non pas monogames, ni polygames, on aime lécher les vitrines d'Amsterdam,
Vive les putes, une turlute et on s' taille....
Comme des connards
On prend le métro sans tickets, au tourniquet, on pique la place des mémés
Ouais, comme des connards!
De toute façon on s'en fout, on est des fous, on ne sera jamais vieux
Parce qu'on est des jeunes!
Comme des connards
Les déclarations d'impositions on les paye pas, on attend comme des cons,
De se prendre les 10% de majoration
J'aimerais être un oiseau
Faire cui-cui
Voler super haut
Être libre
Comme le vent
Et chier sur les passants!
1, 2, 3, 4!
C'est notre vraie nature
C'est d'avoir 14 ans
C'est conduire une voiture
Sans toucher au volant
C'est aller droit dans le mur
Mais y aller en s'marrant
Mais y aller en s'marrant!!
Motherf*****
Comme des connards
Zaterdag 6 januari 1973
(Down At) Papa Joe's
(Down At) Papa Joe's
Composer(s): Jerry Smith
Performer(s): Dixie Belles; The Coasters; Jo Ann Castle
Say, there's a place in New Orleans
That serves fried chicken with turnip greens
Crawfish bisque that'll treat you right
And Papa Joe plays there ev'ry night
A little dark haired beauty says "Step right in"
And you can bet a full dollar she's be yo' friend
And ev'rybody there has a toler'ble time
Down at Papa Joe's
Papa Joe's got a swingin' band
You can rock and roll to Dixieland
The customers knows it's the place to go
Down at Papa Joe's
A little waitress comes to set you down
She's got the best frog legs in town
There's a welcome sign hangin' on the door
So don't you be afraid to ask for more
Now the only time Joe's closed at night
Is when the Police come and turns out the light
They get a little mad 'cause they don't fight
Down at Papa Joe's
It's thicker than fleas on a monkey's back
But the folks down there, they like it like that
They live it up and they all come back
Down at Papa Joe's
Vrijdag 5 januari 1973
Terrapin Station
Terrapin Station
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter
Performer(s): Grateful Dead; Joe Gallant & Illuminati
Inspiration, move me brightly
Light the song with sense of colour
Hold away despair
More than this I will not ask
Faced with mysteries deep and vast
Statements just seem vain at last
Some rise, some fall, some climb
To get to Terrapin
Counting stars by candlelight
Some are dim but one is bright
The spiral light on Venus
Rising first and shining best
Oh, from the north-west corner
Of a brand new crescent moon
Where crickets and cicadas sing
A rare and different tune
Terrapin Station
In the shadow of the moon
Terrapin Station
And I know we'll be there soon
(Terrapin)
I can't figure out
(Terrapin)
If it's the end or beginning
(Terrapin)
But the train's put it brakes on
(Terrapin)
And the whistle is screaming
Terrapin
Vrijdag 5 januari 1973
My Sharona
My Sharona (aka "My Bologna" or "I Got The Knack")
French Title: Comme Des Connards
Composer(s): Berton Averre; Doug Fieger
Originally performed by: The Knack
Covered by various other artists
Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one
When you gonna give me some time, Sharona
Ooh, you make my motor run, my motor run
Got it comin' off o' the line, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind
I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-my Sharona
Come a little closer, huh, a-will ya, huh?
Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona
Keepin' it a mystery, it gets to me
Runnin' down the length of my thigh, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind
I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-my Sharona
M-m-m-my Sharona
When you gonna give to me, a gift to me
Is it just a matter of time, Sharona?
Is it d-d-destiny, d-destiny
Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind
I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind
My, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my, my, my, aye-aye, whoa!
M-m-m-my Sharona
M-m-m-my Sharona
M-m-m-my Sharona
M-m-m-my Sharona
Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona
Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona
Ooooooo-ohhh, my Sharona
Vrijdag 5 januari 1973
(Don't Take Her) She's All I Got
(Don't Take Her) She's All I Got
Composer(s): Jerry Williams - Gary "U.S." Bonds
Performer(s): Johnny Paycheck
and multiple other artists
Well I said, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
Please don't take her love away from me
I'm beggin' to ya, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
She's everything in life I'll ever need
She is life when I want to live
She's everything to me in life that life can give
She's my water when I need a drink
She's the first thought in my mind
Each time I try to think
Let me tell ya now, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
Please don't take her love away from me
I'm beggin' to ya, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
She's everything in life I'll ever need
She's my fingers when I wanta to feel
She's the only thing in life to me that's really real
She is love, she's all the love I know
She could kiss the ground in the wintertime
And make the flowers grow
Here me talkin' now, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
Please don't take her love away from me
I'm beggin' to ya, Friend
Don't take her, she's all I've got
She's everything in life I'll ever need
Hear me talkin' to ya, Friend
Don't take her she's all I've got
Friend, don't take her she's all I've got
I said, Friend, don't take her she's all I've got
Hear me talkin' to ya, Friend
Don't take her she's all I've got
Donderdag 4 januari 1973
Terrapin
Terrapin
Composer(s): Syd Barrett
First release by: Syd Barrett
Covered by multiple other artists
I really love you and I mean you
the star above you crystal blue
well oh baby my hair's on end about you
I wouldn't see you and I love to
I fly above you yes I do
well oh baby my hair's on end about you
Floating bumping noses dodge a tooth
the fins a luminous
Fangs all around the clown
is dark below the boulder's hiding all
the sunlight's good for us
'Cause we're the fishes and all we do
the move about is all we do
well oh baby my hair's on end about you
Floating bumping noses dodge a tooth
the fins a luminous
Fangs all around the clown
is dark below the boulder's hiding all
the sunlight's good for us
'Cause we're the fishes and all we do
the move about is all we do
well oh baby my hair's on end about you
I really love you and I mean you
the star above you crystal blue
Well oh baby my hair's on end about you
Donderdag 4 januari 1973
My September Love
My September Love
Composer(s): Tolchard Evans; Richard Mullan
Performer(s): David Whitfield;
Robert Earl; Spike Milligan
I remember my September love
In my heart I keep the memory of
Lazy autumn days in all their glory
Nights that saw the start of our love story
I see once more the leaves that match her golden hair
In my dreams I find her standing there
And in December, still glows the embers
Of my September love
I see once more the leaves that match her golden hair
In my dreams I find her standing there
And in December, still glows the embers
Of my September love
Donderdag 4 januari 1973
(Da Le) Yaleo
(Da Le) Yaleo
Composer(s): Carlos Santana - Shakara Mutela - Christian Polloni
Performer(s): Carlos Santana
Yo la vi cantando en Paris
Ella quiso estar junto de mi
Yo me sorprendi
Quando dijo Yaleo
Vamos caminando el ise
Tomando vino y partiendo pan
Ella dijo dame, dame ya
Yaleo Yaleo
Yaleo, Yaleo
Yaleo, Yaleo
Tika n'gnai wa yo
Simba n'gai wa yo yaya
Si tu pudieras, desir me ami
Yo no lo creo, do que pasa aqui
Ella es mia, y me da su amor
Estoy complete y soy feliz
Ahora tengo ninños que dicen
Yaleo
Woensdag 3 januari 1973
Terra Amata
Terra Amata
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Les yeux dans l'eau
La mer à boire
Chante l'homme au cœur de sanglots
Avec deux accords de guitare
et dessus quelques mots
Sodade si, sodade no
Dans la prison
De ma mémoire
Y a trop d'amis partis trop tôt
S'il faut fermer les yeux pour voir
J'en ai déjà vu trop
Sodade si, sodade no
ô ma terra amata
Brise mes chaînes ou brise mes os
L'exil est comme une île à terre
Fais de ta rage mon radeau
Démocratie, mon amie
Fille à peau noire
Viens danser sur mes pays chauds
Un tiers du monde abandonné
C'est bien trop cher payé
Sodade aqui, sodade alèm
ô ma terra amata
Brise mes chaînes ou brise mes os
L'exil est comme une île à terre
Fais de ta rage mon bateau
O ma terra amata
Brise mes chaînes ou brise ma voix
L'exil est comme une île à terre
Fais de ta rage mon combat
Woensdag 3 januari 1973
My Rose Of Old Kentucky
My Rose Of Old Kentucky
Composer(s): Bill Monroe
Performer(s): Bill Monroe
and various other artists
She blooms for me near a little village
In a cabin on the hill
We made our vows, we love each other
And I know we always will
She's my rose of old Kentucky
I watch her bloom as the years go by
And to me there'll never be another
I'll love her till the day I die
Oh, in my dreams I see my darling
In a gingham dress you look so neat
I long to feel your arms around me
And to kiss your lips so sweet
Since I left you in old Kentucky
I've missed your love and need you so
But from now on we're gonna be together
From your lovin' arms I'll never go
She's my rose of old Kentucky
I watch her bloom as the years roll by
And I know there'll never be another
I'll love her till the day I die
Woensdag 3 januari 1973
Darlin' You Know I Love You
Darlin' You Know I Love You
Composer(s): B.B. King - Jules Bihari - Jules Taub - Riley King
Performer(s): B.B. King
and multiple other artists
I know you love me baby
But you never tell me so
I know you love me baby
But you never tell me so
If you don't tell me that you love me
I'm gonna pack my rags and go
I live across the street from the jukebox baby
All night long they play the blues
I live across the street from the jukebox baby
All night long they play the blues
Everytime they spin that record
Honey it makes me think of you
One little song in particular baby
Always sticks in my mind
One little song in particular baby
Always sticks in my mind
Everytime they play it baby
I start right into cryin'
Oh baby please don't leave me
Now I'm gonna crawl across my bed, baby
Cry myself to sleep
Yeah I'm gonna crawl across my bed baby
Cry myself to sleep
And in my dreams I hear you saying
Baby please come back to me
Dinsdag 2 januari 1973
Termination
Termination
Composer(s): Erik Braunn - Lee Dorman
Performer(s): Iron Butterfly
Fly blue sky, voices keep calling, bidding me welcome
Why maiden land, luring me closer, forbidden land
And as I'm standing closer, those natives step beyond
Release the mortal patterns, my mind I post beyond
Spinning in circles
Miracles happen
As lower life, life shows me in to my doom, spirit will striken, the end will come soon
This is termination, the outcome of your life
Dinsdag 2 januari 1973
My Roommate
