Zaterdag 3 augustus 1974
The Game Of Love (Wayne Fontana and The Mindbenders)
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The Game Of Love
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Zaterdag 3 augustus 1974
Ce Soir Je Ne Dors Pas
Ce Soir Je Ne Dors Pas
Composer(s): Michel Berger
Performer(s): France Gall
Ce soir, je ne dors pas
Comme la toute toute première fois
Où tu es venu contre moi
Où j'avais peur de toi
Ce soir, je ne dors pas
Comme la toute toute première fois
Où tu dormais dans mes bras
Où je prononçais ton nom tout bas
Quand j'étais enfant, mon prince charmant
Était si différent de toi
Quand j'étais enfant, mon prince charmant
Était bien autrement, pourquoi
Ce soir je ne dors pas
C'est la toute toute première fois
Que je te sais loin de moi
Et le vide n'en finit pas
Quand j'étais enfant, mon prince charmant
Était si différent de toi
Quand j'étais enfant, mon prince charmant
Était bien autrement, pourquoi
Ce soir je ne dors pas
C'est la toute toute première fois
Où je comprends que c'est toi
Ce garçon que je n'attendais pas
Zaterdag 3 augustus 1974
For What It's Worth
For What It's Worth
Composer(s): Stephen Stills
Performer(s): Buffalo Springfield;
and various other artists
There's something happening here
And what it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I've got to beware
Think it's time we stop children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' down
There's battle lines being drawn
And nobody's right, if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
A-getting so much resistance from behind
And we stop, what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' down
What a field day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singin' songs and a-carryin' signs
Mostly say "hooray for our side"
It's time to stop, hey what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
Step outta line, the men come and take you away
You betta stop, hey what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' now
Stop, hey what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' now
You betta stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' now
Stop, children ..........
Vrijdag 2 augustus 1974
The Game Of Love (Santana)
The Game Of Love
Performer(s): Santana
Tell me just what you want me to be
One kiss and boom you're the only one for me
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
'Cause right now I'm crying outside the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love...
... (love) is, whatever you make it to be
Sunshine instead of this cold, lonely sea
So please baby try and use me for what I'm good for
It ain't sayin' goodbye it’s knocking down the door of your candy store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love...
It's all in this game of love
You roll me
Control me
Console me
Please hold me
You guide me
Divide me
Into one...
So please tell me why don't you come around no more
'Cause right now I'm dying outside the door of your loving store
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we're up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I'm telling you, my babe
It's all in the game of love...
It's all in this game of love
It's all in the game of love
Let’s play the game of love
Roll me
Control me
Please hold me
(make me feel good, yeah)
Now I’m here on my own
On my own
Vrijdag 2 augustus 1974
Ce Soir Ils Vont S'aimer
Ce Soir Ils Vont S'aimer
Composer(s): Pierre-André Dousset - Christian Gaubert
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
Ce soir, ils vont s'aimer, leur cœur est amoureux
Ce soir, le monde entier pourra tourner sans eux
Ils sont venus ce soir, se tenant par la main
Dans ce petit bistrot à Saint-Germain
Ce soir, ils vont s'aimer, leur cœur est amoureux
Ce soir, le ciel d'un lit se fermera sur eux
Ils lisent leur amour dans le creux de leur main
Je vois leurs yeux remplis de lendemain
Ce soir, ils vont s'aimer, leur cœur est amoureux
Ce soir, un grand amour va commencer pour eux
Dans un éclat de rire, ils se sont embrassés
Je les ai vus partir, émerveillés
Ce soir, ils vont s'aimer, leur cœur est amoureux
Ce soir, ils vont s'aimer comme on s'aime nous deux
Je sais qu'à Saint-Germain à notre rendez-vous
Les amoureux, demain, ce sera nous
Vrijdag 2 augustus 1974
For The Very First Time
For The Very First Time
Composer(s): Dennis "Terry Cashman" Minogue;
Gene Pistilli; T.P. West
Performer(s): Bobby Goldsboro
Anywhere that you go I'll follow along
I'd be a fool to keep on singin' my own song
I never thought about love up until now
I guess it's time I started learnin' how
Chorus:
You smiled at me and "give in" swelled inside my mind
For the very first time
I thought of lovin' things I want them to be yours and mine
For the very first time I find myself in love
"Ain't no such thing as always" I used to say
But now that I've found you, here is where I'll always stay
You know how much I need you, I know myself
I'd rather miss you, darlin', than be with someone else
Chorus
Anywhere that you go I'll follow along
Anywhere that you go I'll follow along
Donderdag 1 augustus 1974
The Game
The Game
Composer(s): Ian McCulloch - Les Pattinson - Will Sergeant
First release by: Echo & The Bunnymen - 1987
A sense of duty
was my one intention
and an ugly beauty
was my own invention
Pride a proud refusal
and I refuse
to need your approval
Too many seekers
Too few beacons
But through the fog
we'll keep on beaming
Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played... the game
Everybody's
got their own good reason
why their favorite season
is their favorite season
Winter winners
and those summers sons
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
and autumns well done
so well done
And it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss... goodbye
The earth is a world
The world is a ball
A ball in a game
with no rules at all
And just as I wonder
at the beauty of it all
you go and drop it
and it breaks and falls
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready... to be loved
Born under Mars
With Jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready... to be
Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played
it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss... goodbye
Donderdag 1 augustus 1974
Ce Soir (Françoise Hardy)
Ce Soir
Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - Jean-Pierre Castelain
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
qui m'emmène dîner
pour m'arranger un peu
je vais me faire les yeux
ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
que j'aimerais regarder
écouter de mon mieux
car sans savoir ce qu'il veut
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
je serai mal à l'aise
ce soir il y a quel'qu'un
qui m'emmène dîner
pour m'arranger un peu
je vais laver mes cheveux
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
je n'oserai rien faire
je n'oserai rien faire
je serai mal à l'aise
j'ai envie de lui plaire
j'ai envie de lui plaire
et j'ai peur qu'il me plaise
qu'il me plaise
j'ai bien peur qu'il me plaise
Donderdag 1 augustus 1974
For The Sake Of Auld Lang Syne
For The Sake Of Auld Lang Syne
Composer(s): George Graffe;
Annelu Burns; Ernest R. Ball
The pain will come back tomorrow, but I want to forget tonight
so for old time's sake, won't you still the ache
and bring back love's sunshine so bright?
If mem'ries no longer thrill you, and your heart has forgotten all
then because I care, give me just one share of happiness I can recall
For the sake of "Auld Lang Syne" take me in your arms again
while my heart pretends we're the same old friends and forgets for awhile its pain
Only kiss me, and I'll remember once again for a moment you're mine
If once more you'll be what you were to me for the sake of Auld Lang Syne
Woensdag 31 juli 1974
The Gambler
The Gambler
Composer(s): Don Schlitz
First release by: Don Schlitz - 1978
Covered by multiple other artists
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak
He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes
And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice"
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done
Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep"
And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done
Woensdag 31 juli 1974
Ce Serait Marrant
Ce Serait Marrant
Composer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Performer(s): Nicolas Peyrac
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Mais cette autre moitié de moi
Un peu l'envers de mon endroit
Celle que je ne vois qu'une fois par mois
Chez toi
Ne perds pas la tête
Ajuste bien tes carreaux
Calculons de tête
Y'a une moitié de trop
Ne t'affoles pas, ne hurles pas, ne mollis pas
Si tu n'aimes que moi
Sauras-tu jamais si c'est mon double
Ou bien si c'est moi qui te trouble
Quand sur toi se posent mes doigts, mes doigts
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Mais cette autre moitié de moi
Un peu l'envers de mon endroit
Celle que je ne vois qu'une fois par mois
Chez toi
Ce serait trop bête qu'il y ait un quiproquo
Je serais la bête, et toi tu serais l'agneau
Je serais violent, incohérent
Du bout des dents je te dirais vas-t'en
Moi qui t'offrais quelquefois des fleurs
J'aurais à la place du coeur
Une bien étrange noirceur, noirceur
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on ne s'est jamais rencontrés
Que ce jour-là, c'était pas moi, pas moi
Que tu pourrais me raconter
Que tu ne m'as jamais aimé
Que tu avais imaginé qu'un jour...
Ce serait marrant d'imaginer
Qu'on aurait pu se rencontrer
Et qu'on aurait bien pu s'aimer d'amour, d'amour
Woensdag 31 juli 1974
For The Millionth And The Last Time
For The Millionth And The Last Time
Composer(s): Roy C. Bennett; Sid Tepper
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
For the millionth and the last time
Darling let me hold you tight
One more kiss and then I promise
I will say my last goodnight
Though your lips are so inviting
And I know I'll wanna stay
Give me one more kiss to dream on
And I'll be on my way
It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more
Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night
It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more
Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night
Dinsdag 30 juli 1974
The Galway Rover
The Galway Rover
Performer(s): Pete St. John
I've the face of a stranger, with a smile of a rover
I'll take a glass at down Kinvarra, and a jug at Oughterard
Down the great donkey road to the hills of Connemara
To my dark spanish handsome love way down in Galway town
Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town
The spring brings the swallow, a fresh land of the rover
Where the blushing summer roses shed their petals to the glen
And the long breathless evenings, where the loneliness is heaven
Makes the dreaming come so easy on the road to Galway town
Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town
The curlew are calling, a shy form is prancing
The ferns on them bulbing by the thousand gentle eyes
All the creatures of Eireann, sing their own sweet songs of pleasure
As the rover goes a-whistling down the road to Galway town
Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town
Where Jimmy he's my love, he's my joy he's my darling
Jimmy leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
When the leaves are turning, in his arms I'll settle down
In Galway town
Dinsdag 30 juli 1974
Ce Serait Dommage
Ce Serait Dommage
Composer(s): Jack Segal - Fernand Bonifay - Luc Davis
Performer(s): Sacha Distel
and multiple other artists
Dépêche toi, dépêche toi...
Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De rester enfermé quand le printemps montre son nez
Ce serait dommage d'être aussi sage
Quand le vent parfumé chante partout la joie d'aimer
Voilà longtemps qu'un grand poète a dit
Cueille à présent les roses de la vie
Si tu attends tant pis pour toi, un jour tu le regretteras
Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De laisser tout passer sans essayer d'en profiter
Et si ton cœur soudain s'emplit de joie
Où que te pleurs troublent tes yeux, parfois
Surtout, surtout ne t'en plains pas
C'est l'amour qui s'éveille en toi
Ce serait dommage oui bien dommage
De ne pas profiter du peu de temps qui t'est donné
Sort de ta cage...
Et vient aimer
Dinsdag 30 juli 1974
For The Love Of Money
For The Love Of Money
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble;
Leon Huff; Anthony Jackson
Performer(s): The O'Jays
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Money money money money, money
Some people got to have it
Some people really need it
Listen to me y'all, do things, do things, do bad things with it
You wanna do things, do things, do things, good things with it
Talk about cash money, money
Talk about cash money, dollar bills, yall
For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People can't even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world
they're gonna beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar, money
For the love of money
People will lie, Lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People don't care who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight
Call it lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar
I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Some people really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down
For the love of money
All for the love of money
Don't let, don't let, don't let money rule you
For the love of money
Money can change people sometimes
Don't let, don't let, don't let money fool you
Money can fool people sometimes
People! Don't let money, don't let money change you
it will keep on changing, changing up your mind
Maandag 29 juli 1974
Galveston Rose
Galveston Rose
Composer(s): Hank Snow
Performer(s): Hank Snow
Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day
Where the tropical sea breezes blow
I there fell in love with a flower so rare
And they called her the Galveston rose
Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes
And as fair as the lily that grows
And the finest of gold in no way could compare
With the curls of my Galveston rose
I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day
Said her love I no longer should know
I've been true please believe me her little heart cried
But I left her my Galveston rose
Little then did I think that sometimes I'd repay
And would reap every sorrow and care
But as years passed along I grew lonely each day
For the one I had left waiting there
So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong,
I'll return dear if you'll only wed
But soon came a letter my flower had died
And these are the words that I read
Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight
In a grave where the white violets grow
And enclosed, there's a curl a last token of love
And a note from your Galveston Rose
I was innocent dear though you left me alone
But remember I loved only you
And the lock that's enclosed is a curl from your rose
Who'll be waiting in Heaven for you
Maandag 29 juli 1974
Ce Sera Toi
Ce Sera Toi
Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Plonger dans un regard
D'azur ou d'eau claire
M'envoler au bout d'un rêve
Laisser tous mes brouillards
Enfin loin derrière
Dans une histoire qui s'achève
Léger, léger, débarrassé
D'un vieil amour trop lourd à porter
Tout seul, tout seul
Amour fané, amour cassé
Amour fou qui nous a laissé
Tout seul, tout seul
Mais un air qui revient...
Et ce sera toi
Une silhouette au loin...
Et ce sera toi
Un mot qui t'appartient
Et mille petits riens
Et ce sera toi...
A mon coeur défendant
J'ai gardé ton absence
Fleur séchée dans les pages d'un livre
Tant de gestes de toi
Gravés dans le silence
Te dessinent et te font revivre
Je pense à toi, je pense à toi
Tu ne me manques pas,
Je suis bien comme ça
Tout seul, tout seul
Et tu es là, sans être là
Comme autrefois
Je suis avec toi
Mais tout seul, tout seul
Mais un air qui revient...
Et ce sera toi
Une silhouette au loin
Et ce sera toi
Un mot qui t'appartient
Et mille petits riens
Et ce sera toi...
Une table, un café
Et ce sera toi
Un parfum retrouvé
Et ce sera toi
Une femme sur un quai
Qu'un instant je suivrai
Et tu disparaîtras
Comme à chaque fois...
Maandag 29 juli 1974
For The Love Of Ivy
For The Love Of Ivy
Composer(s): Denny Doherty; John Phillips
Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
I never thought I'd cry for the love of Ivy
I never thought I'd cry for the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me from the love of Ivy
It takes up all of your time to fall in love with Ivy
If I gathered on my knees in a pile beside me
it wouldn't help to fill my dreams for the love of Ivy
Money cannot buy me the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me please, from the love of Ivy
I'm not the kind of guy who falls in love with Ivy
I'm not the kind of guy who falls in love with Ivy
For the love of Ivy ...
If I gathered on my knees, in a pile beside me
it wouldn't help to fill my dreams for the love of Ivy
Somebody hide me please, from the love of Ivy
I'm not the kind of guy that falls for the love of Ivy
It takes up all of your time to fall in love with Ivy
For the love of Ivy ...
Zondag 28 juli 1974
The Galloping Major
The Galloping Major
Composer(s): Geoff Bastow
Performer(s): Stanley Kirkby
and multiple other artists
All the girls declare
He's a grand old stager
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
Here comes the Galloping Major
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
Here comes the galloping major
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As proud as an Indian rajah
All the girls declare
That I'm the golden pater
Hi, hi, clear the way
Here comes the Galloping Major
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As if I was riding a charger
Bumpety-bumpety-bumpety-bump
As fit as an Indian rajah
All the girls declare
That I'm the gallant major
Hi, hi, clear the way
Here comes the Galloping Major
Zondag 28 juli 1974
Ce Sera Moi
