Woensdag 22 januari 1975
The Jolly Green Giant
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The Jolly Green Giant
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Woensdag 22 januari 1975
Chained And Bound
Chained And Bound
Composer(s): Otis Redding
First release by: Otis Redding - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Darling now, you made me change my mind
Can go no further, because you got me chained and bound, oh
Taller than the tallest sky
Sweeter than a grape on a vine, now
Can go no further, because you got me chained and bound, right now, now
So glad, I'm so glad, I'm so glad
Oh, I don't have to worry no more
Oh my my my
Baby, somebody, somebody
What kind of life is this kind I'm trying living
Oh Lord, what kind of love is she trying to give me
I feel like I'm standing up and telling the word
I'm chained to your love
Darling, oh
Don't break this little heart of mine
There's no greater love than this love of yours and mine, oh
You walk with your head in the sky
Darling don't ever pass me by
I ain't going no further, because you got me chained and bound, oh now
So glad, I'm so glad, I'm so glad
Lord, I don't have to worry no more
She got me chained to her love, now
I don't, I don't want to be taken away, baby
I'm chained, I'm chained and a little bound, now, now, now
I'm chained, I'm chained to your love
I don't, I don't know darling I wanna to be taken away, now
Ou, just a little bit of soul
Just a little bit of soul, now...
Woensdag 22 januari 1975
Friend Of The Devil
Friend Of The Devil
Composer(s): Robert Hunter;
Jerry Garcia; John Dawson
Performer(s): The Grateful Dead;
and various other artists
I lit out from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
I ran into the Devil, babe
He loaned me twenty bills
I spent that night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
I ran down to the levee
But the Devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill
And he vanished in the air
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
Got two reasons why I cry
away each lonely night
First one's named sweet Anne Marie
and she's my heart's delight
Second one is prison, baby
the sheriff's on my trail
If he catches up with me
I'll spend my life in jail
Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
First one says she's got my child
But it don't look like me
I set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I might get some sleep tonight
Dinsdag 21 januari 1975
The Joker
The Joker
((Dutch Version: De Roker (Pieter-Jan De Smet) - 2003))
Composer(s): Steve Miller - Ahmet Ertegun - Eddie Curtis
First release by: Steve Miller Band - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry
'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
Wooo Wooooo
You're the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches, wannna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner
I'm a lover and I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Wooo Woooo
People keep talking about me, baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
'Cause I'm right here at home
You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time
Dinsdag 21 januari 1975
Chain Reaction
Chain Reaction
Composer(s): Robin Gibb - Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb
First release by: Diana Ross - 1985
You took a mystery and made me want it
You got a pedestal and put me on it
You made me love you out of feeling nothing
Something that you do
And I was there and not dancing with anyone
You took a little, then you took me over
You set your mark on stealing my heart away
Crying, trying, anything for you
I’m in the middle of a chain reaction
You give me all the after midnight action
I wanna get you where I can let you make all that love to me
I’m on a journey for the inspiration
To anywhere and there ain’t no salvation
I need you to get me nearer to you
So you can set me free
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love
You make me tremble when your hand moves lower
You taste a little then you swollow slower
Nature has a way of yielding treasure
Pleasure made for you, oh
You gotta plan, your future is on the run
Shine a light for the whole world over
You never find your love if you hide away
Crying, dying, all you gotta do is
Get in the middle of a chain reaction
You get a medal when you’re lost in action
I wanna get your love all ready for the sweet sensation
Instant radiation
You let me hold you for the first explosion
We get a picture of our love in motion
My arms will cover, my lips will smother you
With no more left to say
We talk about love, love, love
We talk about love
You let me hold you for the first explosion
Arms will cover you
All you gotta do is get in the middle of a chain reaction
You get a medal when you’re lost in action
Don’t pass me by
I wanna get your love all ready for the chain reaction ...
Dinsdag 21 januari 1975
Friend Like Me
Friend Like Me
Dutch Title: Zo'n Vriend Als Ik
Composer(s): Howard Ashman; Alan Menken
Performer(s): Robin Williams;
and various other artists
Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say
Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me
No no no
Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me
Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?
Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
I'm in the mood to help you dude
You ain't never had a friend like me
Can your friends do this?
Do your friends do that?
Do your friends pull this out their little hat?
Can your friends go, poof?
Well, looky here
Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let 'er rip
And then make the sucker disappear?
So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midday prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a genie for your chare d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So what-cha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh
Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!
Maandag 20 januari 1975
De Roker
De Roker
((Adapted from: The Joker (Steve Miller Band) - 1973))
Composer(s): Steve Miller - Ahmet Ertegun - Eddie Curtis - Patrick De Witte
Performer(s): Pieter-Jan De Smet - 2003
We mochten al niet meer op het vliegtuig
Nu mag het niet meer op de trein
Maar ik vrees dat uw klantenkring verkleint
Roken is strikt verboden, baby
Ook in het restaurant
Dus, kleef pleisters, kleef pleisters
Anders blijft u maar thuis
Ik ben een roker, tabakstoker
Ik heb een mooie sigarenkoker
Mon brique est galvanisé
Ik ben een blower, en ik wou er
net één dicht gaan vouwen
Stiekem op de mannenplee
Roken is fataal, het leidt alleen naar de dood
Niet-rokers sterven ook wel, maar (dan) met longen schoon
Nicotine, nicotine, nicotine, 'k stop ermee
Vaarwel Rizla, en Semois grove snee
Maandag 20 januari 1975
Chain Of Fools
Chain Of Fools
((Italian Version: Ciao Ciao Ciao (Rocky Roberts & I Pirañas) - 1967))
Composer(s): Don Covay
First release by: Aretha Franklin - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
For five long years I thought you were my man
But I found out I'm just a link in your chain.
You got me where you want me
I ain't nothin' but your fool
You treated me mean
Ooh, you treated me cruel
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Every chain has got a weak link
And I might be weak, child
But I'll give you strength
You told me to leave you alone
My father said, "Come on home"
My doctor said, "Take it easy"
But your lovin' is much too strong
I'm welded to your...
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
One of these mornings the chain is gonna break
But up until then I'm gonna take all I can take
(repeat):
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Chain, chain, chain (chain, chain, chain)
Chain of fools
Maandag 20 januari 1975
Friend And A Lover
Friend And A Lover
Composer(s): Wes Farrell; Danny Janssen; Bobby Hart
Performer(s): David Cassidy & The Partridge Family
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na na na
Caught in a dead end, you took the wrong bend
To you I'm your friend, but I wanna be your lover
Caught in a hurricane, out in the cold rain
Couldn't make it much plainer, but you
Still can't discover that I wanna be your lover
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Night and day, day and night, night and day and night
Whoa! I need you by my side
Inside, outside, upside down
Ev'rything is turned around without you
Up on a tight rope, below is no hope
'Cause I'm only a friend and I wanna be your lover
Caught in a landslide, feel like it's low tide
Well I swallowed my pride, but you
Still can't discover that I wanna be your lover
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na, na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na na, na na na, na na na na
Zondag 19 januari 1975
The Jogger
The Jogger
Composer(s): Shel Silverstein
Performer(s): Bobby Bare
Well, I’ve been a trucker now for 20 years
from the Charleston coast to the Jersey piers
An’ sharin’ the road with the race car nuts and loggers
Sunday drivers, scouts on hikes
Hells Angels on Harley bikes
I never met a roader I didn’t like, 'cept them joggers…
One day I’m rollin’ down 101, I got 18 wheels and a 14-ton
Radio playin’ a good ol’ country rocker
The day was surely a trucker’s dream
the sky was sunny and the air was clean
When up ahead on the road I seen one of them joggers
He was dressed like they do in baby blue
with shortie shorts and a headband too
I yelled "Sweetie, I bet that you are the hit of the men’s room locker
Well I’m a runnin’ late with an overload
so get your Adidas off a this road
I’m L.A. bound and I don’t slow down for dead raccoons or joggers"
"Well without breakin’ stride or losin' poise"
he said "You and that rig sure make some noise
But I can’t talk now, ‘cause I’m racin’ against the clocker
But it’s just nine miles to Forkers Leap
and if you ain’t afraid to race that heap
We’ll see how that ol’ rig holds up against a super jogger"
Race, I must be hearin’ wrong
the boy’s been runnin’ in the sun too long
The only place he’s a racin’ to is a doctor
But before I could say "Hey, thank ya, no"
that fool yells "Ready, get set, go"
And the race is on and we’re off and gone
me and that maniac jogger
I could’ve left him far behind
but I played with him like a fish on a line
And I stayed about a half a mile behind that sucker
Then I pushed her up to forty-five
and he sees me comin’ and he starts to fly
So I kicked her to sixty and shift to high
and finally catch that jogger, and it wasn’t easy
Now I’m doin’ eighty and I turned to check
and he’s stayin’ right with me neck in neck
His hearts a thumpin’ like an engine goin’ poo poon pucker… prooon!!
Then he yelled out
"I hope you’re set, cuz I ain’t shifted into second yet"
Then he unwinds and leaves me behind, eaten the dust of a jogger
Then I see him a joggin’ up into the sky and he yells
"Hey, thanks for the exercise’
And I hope that losin’ the race was not too shockin’
Ya see, my Dad says, ‘Heaven ain’t no place to run’
I try to be an obedient son
So I got to come down to earth to do my joggin’"
Well that’s the story, take it or leave it
my trucker buddies, they believe it
So do them race car nuts and Harley hoggers
And I’m still drivin’ much the same
'cept I don’t call nobody names
And I tip my hat each time I pass one of them good old joggers
Hey, there’s one now
Hey, everybody hangin’ in there
It wasn’t…
Zondag 19 januari 1975
Chain Lightning
Chain Lightning
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan
and multiple other artists
Some turnout, a hundred grand
Get with it we'll shake his hand
Don't bother to understand
Don't question the little man
Be part of the brotherhood
Yes it's chain lightning
It feels so good
Hush brother, we cross the square
Act natural like you don't care
Turn slowly and comb your hair
Don't trouble the midnight air
We're standing just where he stood
It was chain lightning
It feels so good
Zondag 19 januari 1975
Friday's Child
Friday's Child
Composer(s): Lee Hazlewood
Performer(s): Nancy Sinatra
Friday's child.....Hard luck is her brother
Friday's child.....Her sister's misery
Friday's child.....Her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child.....That's me
Friday's child.....Born a little ugly
Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by..oh
Friday's child.....Makes something look like nothing
Friday's child.....Am I..ya
Friday's child.....Never climbed no mountain
Friday's child.....She ain't even gonna tray..oh
Friday's child.....Whom they'll forget to bury
Friday's child.....Am I
Zaterdag 18 januari 1975
The Jitney Man
The Jitney Man
Composer(s): Earl Hines - Gerald Valentine
Performer(s): Earl Hines & His Orch.
and multiple other artists
I'm the jitney man
A regular jockey I am
Any place you want to go
I can take you fast or slow
Boodle-e-a-da-a-day
I'm the jitney man
Oh, I can drive I can
Behind this wheel I'm the man
Take it easy in your seat
Everything will be all reet
Holly-la-ally-ah
I'm the jitney man!
You don't even have to call
Look like you're going somewhere
And I'll be there with the door wide open
Waiting to take your fare
I'm the jitney man
Take you and bring you, my friend
I'm always up and down the street
A jitney driver's got to eat
Boo-deedle-a-dee-ah
I'm the jitney man!
Zaterdag 18 januari 1975
Chain Gang Blues
Chain Gang Blues
Composer(s): Spencer Williams
Performer(s): Ma Rainey
Working on the chain gang was not reserved for men alone
Women and young girls could be sentenced too to work on the "county road"
as Ma Rainey sings here
The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down
The judge found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down
Just a poor gal in trouble, I know I'm county road bound
Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe
Many days of sorrow, many nights of woe
And a ball and chain everywhere I go
Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand
Chains on my feet, padlock on my hand
It's all on account of stealing a woman's man
It was early this morning that I had my trial
It was early this morning that I had my trial
Ninety days on the county road, and judge didn't even smile
Zaterdag 18 januari 1975
Friday On My Mind
Friday On My Mind
Composer(s): George Young; Harry Vanda
First release by: The Easybeats - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1967 - La Follia
1980 - Fredag I Mit Blod
Monday morning feels so bad
Everybody seems to nag me
Coming Tuesday I feel better
Even my old man looks good
Wednesday just don't go
Thursday goes too slow
I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is out o' sight to me
(Tonight) I'll spend my bread
(Tonight) I'll lose my head
(Tonight) I've got to get
Tonight
Monday I'll have Friday on my mind
Do the five day grind once more
I know of nothing else that bugs me
More than working for the rich man
Hey, I'll change that scene one day
Today I might be mad
Tomorrow I'll be glad
'Cos I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is out o' sight to me
(Tonight) I'll spend my bread
(Tonight) I'll lose my head
(Tonight) I've got to get
Tonight
Monday I'll have Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
Vrijdag 17 januari 1975
The Jarrow Song
The Jarrow Song
Composer(s): Alan Price
Performer(s): Alan Price; Crashed Out
My name is Geordie McIntyre
An' the Bairns don't even have a fire
So the wife says "Geordie, go to London Town!"
And if they don't give us half a chance
Don't even give us a second glance
Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down
Come on follow the Geordie boys
They'll fill your heart with joy
They're marching for their freedom now
Come on follow the Jarrow lads
They'll make your heart feel glad
They're singing now, yes now is the hour
My name is little Billy White
And I know what's wrong and I know what's right
An' the wife says "Geordie, go to London Town!"
An' if they don't give us a couple of bob
Won't even give you a decent job
Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down
Come on follow the Geordie boys
They'll fill your heart with joy
They're marching for their freedom now
Come on follow the Jarrow lads
The joy'll make your heart feel glad
They're singing now, yes now is the hour
Well I can hear them an' I can feel them
An' it's as just as if they were here today
I can see them, I can feel them
An' I'm thinking nothing's changed much today
Not all came here to stay their way and die
But they would come and hit you in the eye
Now's the time to realize that time goes on
Nothin' changes, changes, changes
Now I can feel them, I can see them
An' it's as just as if they were here today
I can feel them and I need them
An' I'm thinking nothing's changed much today
Not all that people stay their way and die
But they would come and hit you in the eye
Now's the time to realize that time goes on
And nothin' changes, changes, changes
My name is little Alan Price
I tried to be nice all of my life
But I'm afraid that up to date it doesn't work
Because when you lay some money down
The people try to put you down
Now where do I stand, either side or not
Come on follow this Geordie boy
He'll try and fill your heart with joy
We're marching for our freedom now
Come on follow this Jarrow lad
He'll try and make your heart feel glad
We're sayin' it now, yes now is the hour
Vrijdag 17 januari 1975
Chain Gang (Eddy Mitchell)
Chain Gang
((Adapted from: Chain Gang (English Version) (Sam Cooke) - 1960))
Composer(s): Sam Cooke - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1963
De douleur je crie...
La, au bout de la terre
Se trouve Chain Gang
La prison de l'Enfer
C'est le nom de Chain Gang
De douleur je crie...
Il n'y a pas de ciel
Au-dessus de Chain Gang
Le soleil et la mer
Sont bien loin de Chain Gang
Nous sommes des centaines
Ignorant, quand notre peine
Sera-t-elle enfin finie
Pour faire naître la vie
Les jours auront passé
Le temps semble s'arrêter
Il n'y a pas de ciel
Au-dessus de Chain Gang
Le soleil et la mer
Sont bien loin de Chain Gang
Et mon cœur te dit
Veux-tu de moi?
Il ne me reste que toi
Tu ne peux m'abandonner
Je ne pourrai t'oublier
Si un jour tu voyais
La prison de Chain Gang
Alors tu comprendrais
Quelle était ma peine
De douleur, tu crieras
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma vie
Est vraiment finie
Est-il vrai que le paradis
N'est pas fait pour les maudits?
Oooh, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma vie
Est vraiment finie...
Vrijdag 17 januari 1975
Friday I'm In Love
Friday I'm In Love
Spanish Title: Viernes Voy Por Ti
Composer(s): Perry Bamonte; Simon Gallup;
Robert Smith; Porl Thompson; Boris Williams
Performer(s): The Cure
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
it's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
it's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
and Sunday always comes too late
but Friday never hesitate...
I don't care if Monday's black
Tuesday Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
it's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday Wednesday stay in bed
or Thursday watch the walls instead
it's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
and Sunday always comes too late
but Friday never hesitate...
dressed up to the eyes
it's a wonderful surprise
to see your shoes and your spirits rise
throwing out your frown
and just smiling at the sound
and as sleek as a shriek
spinning round and round
always take a big bite
it's such a gorgeous sight
to see you in the middle of the night
you can never get enough
enough of this stuff
it's Friday
I'm in love
Donderdag 16 januari 1975
The Japanese Sandman
The Japanese Sandman
Composer(s): Raymond B. Egan - Richard A. Whiting
Won't you stretch imagination for the moment and come with me
Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea
Hide behind the cherry blossoms here's a sight that will please your eyes
There's a baby with a lady of Japan singing lullabies
Night winds breath her sighs here's the Japanese
Just as silent as we came we'll leave the land of the painted fan
Wander lightly or you'll wake the little people of old Japan
May repose and pleasant dreaming be their share while the hours are small
Like an echo of the song I hear the Japanese Sandman
call new days near for all here's the Japanese
Sandman sneaking on with the dew just an old second hand man
He'll buy your old day from you
he will take every sorrow of the day that is through
and he'll give you tomorrow just to start a life anew
then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake
and you'll be a bit bolder with the new day you make
here's the Japanese Sandman trade him silver for gold
just an old second hand man trading new days for old
Donderdag 16 januari 1975
Chain Gang (Sam Cooke)
