Donderdag 1 november 1973
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Donderdag 1 november 1973
Can't Get Enough Of You
Can't Get Enough Of You
Composer(s): Eddy Grant
Performer(s): Eddy Grant
Just sit down in the back row
If you wanna play in my game
Guess you won't have to worry
'cause all films look the same
Just put your arms around me
And I'll make you sing out of tune
Won't nobody watch you
'cause we're lovers in the same room
Oh wah
a one
two
three
Put your sweet lips closer to me
This is not F One two three
And this is not back row anymore
I can't get enough of you
Can't get enough love
Can't get enough of you
I can't get enough of your love
Can't get enough of you
Sit yourself beside me now
And imagine that we're one and not two
I don't wanna shock you
But
Baby
I'm in love with you
Sit yourself beside me now
You better close your pretty eyes when I say
Oh wah
a one
two
three
Oh
just one knock on my door
Baby
And when your people ask you
At home if you enjoyed the show
Did you like Clark Gable
Say "l think so but I don't know"
Oh
say you saw a sweet guy
Oh
can't remember his name
And the way that he kissed was
Like Clark Gable the same
Oh wah
a one
two
three
Donderdag 1 november 1973
Festa Do Interior
Festa Do Interior
Composer(s): Morais Moreira; Abel Silva
Performer(s): Gal Costa
Fagulhas, pontas de agulhas
Brilham estrelas de São João
Babados, xotes e xaxados
Segura as pontas meu coração
Bombas na guerra-magia
Ninguém matava, ninguém morria
Nas trincheiras da alegria
O que explodia era o amor
Nas trincheiras da alegria
O que explodia era o amor
Bis
E ardia aquela fogueira
Que me esquenta a vida inteira
Eterna noite sempre a primeira
Festa do Interior
Bis
Tatarata tata tata...
Woensdag 31 oktober 1973
The Boston Rag
The Boston Rag
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan
Any news was good news
And the feeling was bad at home
I was out of mind and you
Were on the phone
Lonnie was the kingpin
Back in nineteen sixty-five
I was singing this song
When Lonnie came alive
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies
That it ain't no drag
Bring back the Boston Rag
You were Lady Bayside
There was nothing that I could do
So I pointed my car down
Seventh Avenue
Lonnie swept the playroom
And he swallowed up all he found
It was forty-eight hours til
Lonnie came around
Woensdag 31 oktober 1973
Can't Get Enough
Can't Get Enough
((Finnish Version: Älä Härnää (by Kirka) - 1975))
Composer(s): Mick Ralphs
First release by: Bad Company - 1974
Well I take, whatever I want
And baby, I want you
You give me something I need
Now tell me I got something for you
Come on, come on, come on and do it
Come on, and do what you do
I can't get enough of your luva, huh
I can't get enough of your luuva
I can't get enough of your luuuva
Listen!
Well it's late and I want love
Love that's gonna break me in two
Gonna hang me up in the doorway
Gonna hang me up like ya do yeah!
Come on, come on, come on and do it
Come on
Come on do what you do
Woah!
I can't get enough of your luva
I can't get enough of your luuva huh
I can't get enough of your luuuva what I say now
I can't get enough of your luva, ow!
I can't get enough of your luuva
Aah!
I can't get enough of your luuuva say it again?
Uh huh
I can't get enough of your luva
I can't get enough of your luuva
Ooh!
I can't get enough of your luuuva
And I gotta tell you baby that
I love you so much I can't get enough of your love
I love you so much I can't get enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
You know what I'm saying baby
I can't get enough of your luva
I can't get enough, enough of your luv
I can't get enough, enough of your luv hah
I can't get enough of your luuuva
Yeah this one this one
Woah!
O come on baby come on my little child lover
Ooooooh
Woensdag 31 oktober 1973
Festa Da Natureza
Festa Da Natureza
Composer(s): Gereba; Patativa do Assaré
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Chegando o tempo do inverno
Tudo é amoroso e terno
No fundo do pai eterno
Sua bondade sem fim
Sertão amargo esturricado
Ficando transformado
No mais imenso jardim
Num lindo quadro de beleza
Do campo até na floresta
As aves lá se manifestam
Compondo a sagrada orquestra
Da natureza em festa
Tudo é paz tudo é carinho
No despertar de seus ninhos
Cantam alegres os passarinhos
O camponês vai prazenteiro
Plantar o seu feijão ligeiro
Pois é o que vinga primeiro
Nas terras do meu sertão
Depois que o poder celeste
Mandar a chuva pro nordeste
De verde a terra se veste
E corre água em borbotão
A mata com seu verdume
E as fulô com seu perfume
Se enfeita com vagalumes
Nas noites de escuridão
Nesta festa alegre e boa
Canta o sapo na lagoa
O trovão no ar reboa
Com a força desta água nova
O peixe e o sapo na desova
O camaleão que se renova
No verde-cana que cor
Grande cordão de borboletas
Amarelinhas brancas e pretas
Fazendo tanta pirueta
Com medo do bentiví
Entre a mata verdejante
Seu pajé extravagante
O gavião assartante
Que vai atrás da jurití
Nesta harmonia comum
Num alegre zum zum zum
Cantam todos os bichinhos...
Dinsdag 30 oktober 1973
The Boss
The Boss
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson
Performer(s): Diana Ross
Fancy me
Thought I had my degree
In life and how love
Ought to be a run
I had a one step plan to prove it
Guide in my pocket for fools
Folly and fun
Love had to show me one thing
I was so right
So right
Thought I could turn emotion
On and off
I was so sure
So sure (I was so sure)
But love taught me
Who was who was who was the boss
(Taught me who was who was the boss)
I'd defy
Anyone who claimed that I
Didn't control whatever moved in my soul
I could tempt
Touch delight
Just because you fell for me
Why should I feel uptight
Love had to show me one thing:
I was so right
So right
Thought I could turn emotion
On and off
I was so sure
So sure (I was so sure)
But love taught me
Who was who was who was the boss
(Taught me who was who was the boss)
Love taught me
Taught me
Taught me
Taught me
I was so right
So right
Thought I could turn emotion
On and off
I was so sure
So sure (I was so sure)
But love taught me
Who was who was who was the boss
(Taught me who was who was the boss)
Dinsdag 30 oktober 1973
Can't Get By Without You
Can't Get By Without You
Composer(s): Michael Denne - Ken Gold
Performer(s): The Real Thing
No way - no way - no way
When I leave your door
when we say good-night
It hurts me more and more
'cause girl
it just ain't right
To end the day like this with no more than a kiss
And spend the night just dreaming of the things
we're gonna miss
If I have my way girl
we'd be together more and more each day
We'd go on forever
lovers hand in hand
can't you understand
Girl
you've got to be my woman
I've got to be your man!
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
The way I feel about you leaves nothing more to say
'Cause I love you girl
I need you
And I can't get by without you - no way!
It's a sad affair
wasting precious time that you and I could share
Girl
it's such a crime to hear you call my name
it's a crying shame
When we're not together then there's only time to blame
There will come a day girl
I do believe
It's not too far away when I can say good-night
And still be by your side to dry the tears you cried
And I'll have all the love I need to keep me satisfied
'Cause I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Can't get by without you - can't get by without you
Can't get by without you
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
I can't get by without you
I need you more each day
Dinsdag 30 oktober 1973
Festa
Festa
Composer(s): Dorival Caymi; Lani Hall; N. Motta
Performer(s): Sergio Mendes
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, la, la, laia, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, lai, ala…
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, la, la, laia, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, lai, ala…
Tanta gente cansada, calada sem voz
Sem rumo sem riso, sem vez
Sem passado a lembrar
Nem canção pra cantar
Mas é festa e a ordem do rei é cantar
E o canto calado sem voz
Pensamento no tempo a voar
A rua em festa e em mim
Todo mundo rodando a dançar
Eu na roda, na dança e você
Você nem viu
Mas mesmo assim fui feliz
Fui criança na dança sem você
Com certeza o que é bom é pra dar
Não prometi
I can't wait
I've been waiting so long for this night
My songs they were meant for this night
If I find you alone
Then I'll know I was right
Take this time to remember
That once we were one
I can't take this time that you've gone
Please remember that once we loved
The carnival started today
And everyone lives for the sight
The children will dance all the day
And sing all night
Yes, the carnival started today
My arms will be looking for you
And maybe you'll reach for my hand
And if you do......
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, la, la, laia, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, lai, ala…
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, la, la, laia, lai, ala
La, la, la, laia, la, la, la
La, lai, ala…
Maandag 29 oktober 1973
The Border
The Border
Composer(s): Russ Ballard - Dewey Bunnell
Performer(s): America
You must be lost in a faraway land
I searched forever your footprints in the sand
I feel you need me, I have to answer
That desperate call that I do not understand
A burning bridge, a lonely highway
Another dark night thinking alone
What could've happened, am I just dreaming
It doesn't matter but there's one thing that I know
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
So on and on I keep on running
To make the border before the light
Just one more river, then I can make it
Again you'll be in my arms tonight
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
I'd be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border...
Maandag 29 oktober 1973
Can't Find My Way Home
Can't Find My Way Home
Composer(s): Steve Winwood
First release by: Blind Faith
Covered by multiple other artists
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone
somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting so long
somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Come down on your own and leave your body alone
somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years
somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
Maandag 29 oktober 1973
Ferryboat Serenade
Ferryboat Serenade
((Italian Version: La Piccinina (by Carlo Buti))
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Eldo DiLazzaro - Mario Panzeri
Performer(s): The Andrews Sisters
and multiple other artists
I have never been aboard a steamer
I am just content to be a dreamer
Even if I could afford a steamer
I will take the ferry boat every time
I love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena
While boys and girls are dancing
While sweethearts are romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
I am happy, very, very happy
When we're on the ferry
The music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena, arena
I love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who always plays the concertina, oh my
On the moonlit upper deck arena, by and by
While the boys and girls are dancing, oh dancing
While, while the sweethearts are romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy with the ferry boat serenade
I love to ride the ferry
Sailing, sailing where, where the music is so merry
There's a man who just plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena
All the while the boys and girls are dancing
Look around and you see sweethearts romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
Funiculi, funicula
Happy, we cling together
Happy, we sing together
Happy, with the ferry boat serenade
Zondag 28 oktober 1973
The Book Of My Life
The Book Of My Life
Composer(s): Sting
Performer(s): Sting
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's all there to see as the section reveals
There's some sorrow in every life
If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze
Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days
I'm still forced to remember
Remember the words of my life
There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life
There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat
There's a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned
There's a chapter on god that I don't understand
There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life
Now the daylight's returning
And if one sentence is true
All these pages are burning
And all that's left is you
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no-one can read
In the book of my life
Zondag 28 oktober 1973
Can't Fight This Feeling
Can't Fight This Feeling
Composer(s): Kevin Cronin
Originally performed by: REO Speedwagon
I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship, has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show
I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear
And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you
I've been running round in circles in my mind
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl
'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find
And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might
And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever
'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore
Zondag 28 oktober 1973
Ferry 'Cross The Mersey
Ferry 'Cross The Mersey
Composer(s): Gerry Marsden
Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers
Life goes on day after day
Hearts torn in every way
So ferry 'cross the Mersey
'cause this land's the place I love
and here I'll stay
People they rush everywhere
Each with their own secret care
So ferry 'cross the Mersey
and always take me there
The place I love
People around every corner
They seem to smile and say
We don't care what your name is boy
We'll never turn you away
So I'll continue to say
Here I always will stay
So ferry 'cross the Mersey
'cause this land's the place I love
and here I'll stay
and here I'll stay
Here I'll stay
Zaterdag 27 oktober 1973
The Book
The Book
Composer(s): Hans Gottwald - Paddy Roberts
Performer(s): David Whitfield
There's a book that my mother gave me
That I read when the long day is through
And the stories of old
In leaves edged with gold
Guide me whatever I do
For I know in its worn old pages
I shall find peace of mind when I look
And the wisdom of all the ages
Is there in my mother's book
It's a book that my mother gave me
That I read when the long day is through
And the stories of old
In leaves edged with gold
Guide me whatever I do
For I know in its worn old pages
I shall find peace of mind when I look
And the wisdom of all the ages
Is there in my mother's book
Zaterdag 27 oktober 1973
Can't Explain
Can't Explain
Composer(s): John Echols - Arthur Lee - John Fleckenstein
First release by: Love
Covered by multiple other artists
Can't explain
Nothin' seems to be goin' right
Can't explain
Nothin' seems to be goin' right
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
What a shame
You always wanna start a fight
Can't explain
You always wanna start a fight
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
Let it go, what I say, yeah
Can't explain
You always wanna start a fight
Can't explain
You always wanna start a fight
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
Well now you wake up in the mornin'
Find your poor self dead
Let it go, one more time, yeah
Zaterdag 27 oktober 1973
Ferris Wheel
Ferris Wheel
Composer(s): Donovan
Performer(s): Donovan;
Lena Horne; Gabor Szabo
Walking in the seashore twilight
It's then you spy carnival lights
You slowly near the magic sight
Tangerine sky minus one kite
Take time an' tie your pretty hair
The gypsy driver doesn't care
If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top
In the ferris wheel on top
A silver bicycle you shall ride
To bathe your mind in the quiet tide
Far off as it seems your hair will mend
With a Samson's strength to begin again
Take time an' dry your pretty eyes
Watch the seagull fly far-off skies
To build its nest in the ferris wheel on top
In the ferris wheel on top
If ever I reach her
And the moral here, if any, my friend
Follow through your dream to the end
Dig the seagull fly across the sky
To build its nest in the ferris wheel
In the ferris wheel
Vrijdag 26 oktober 1973
Opportunity Please Knock
Opportunity Please Knock
Composer(s): Oscar Brown Jr.
Performer(s): Chris Connor
and multiple other artists
The older I grow
The older I grow
With every tick of the clock
While I wait for mister Opportunity to knock
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, please knock!
You don't have to come
Beatin' on no drum
You don't have to bam
Like a battering ram
And beat down my door
Because I couldn't stand the shock!
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, please knock!
Don't come with a pash
Or a lightnin' flash
Don't land in my room
With a thunderous boom
Don't fly through my window
Like a house brick or rock
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, please knock!
Knock and then enter
You'll be more than welcome here!
Show me a chance that's just halfway fair
And let me take it from there!
Opportunity, please
Opportunity, please knock!
There's a ship out at sea
Comin' in for me
I'm all set to go
Knock and let me know
And then get on your mock
And I will race you to the dock!
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, please knock!
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, just knock!
Opportunity, please, please!
Vrijdag 26 oktober 1973
Can't Even Get The Blues No More
