Zaterdag 1 februari 1975
Sylvie (Frank Alamo)
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Sylvie
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Zaterdag 1 februari 1975
Champion At Keeping Them Rolling
Champion At Keeping Them Rolling
Composer(s): Ewan MacColl
Performer(s): The Dubliners; Eric Andersen
I am an old-timer, I travel the road
I sit in me wagon and lumber me load
Me hotel is the jungle, a camp me abode
And I'm well known to Blondie and Mary
Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea
And the old highway code was me first ABC
And I cut me eye teeth on an old AEC
And I'm champion at keeping them rolling
I've sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun
Been snowed up on scaffs on the Manchester run
I've crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton
Of fish that was stinking like blazes
From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay
From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol City
The polons on the road give the thumb sign to me
But I'm champion at keeping them rolling
You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold
But there's many and many a hero untold
Who sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold
Day after day without sleeping
So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping them rolling
So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping them rolling
Zaterdag 1 februari 1975
Friends (Razzy Bailey)
Friends
Composer(s): Danny Morrison; Johnny Slate
Performer(s): Razzy Bailey
You were always there to talk to
And I was always hanging around
You were always there to pick me up
After love let me down
I never would have made it without you
I almost waited too late to see
That all the time I was leaning on you
You were leaning on me
Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends
Friends should always be something special
You never know where freindship will lead
You are sailing high on the sea of love
And forever we'll be
(And forever we'll be)
Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends
Friends, that's what we've been
Is friends, through thick and thin
We've been friends, and our love begins
And who makes better lovers than friends
Vrijdag 31 januari 1975
The Key
The Key
Composer(s): Chris de Burgh
Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fear
You can't lose control now, the price is too dear
But love, I have heard you crying in the dark
And the tears on your pillow came bleeding, weeping from your heart
Oh sinner, you're losing all that you had
Your day is in peaces, your night has gone mad
And love cannot touch you, the search has no end
And the one you've forgotten was really your only friend...
Then your soul flies to Heaven
You reach out for me
But the door will not open
You've thrown away the key
No the door will not open
You've thrown away the key...
Oh stranger beware the life that you lead
Is filled with the warnings you can or will not read
Your castle has fallen, it lies in the sand
I heard your voice calling, I thought I felt the brush of your hand...
Oh gambler remember the love that you lend
Will never come back for the game has no ending
The smiler is calling, you turn for the deal
And the aces keep falling with every spin of the wheel
Then you gather your winnings
You're ready to leave
But the door will not open
You've thrown away the key
Oh there's no point in staying
So don't wait to see
For the door will not open
You've thrown away the key...
Vrijdag 31 januari 1975
Champagne
Champagne
Composer(s): Depsa - Mimmo Di Francia - Sergio Iodice
First release by: Peppino Di Capri - 1973
Champagne per brindare a un incontro
con te che già eri di un altro
ricordi c´era stato un invito
stasera si va tutti a casa mia
Così cominciava la festa
e già ti girava la testa
per me non contavano gli altri
seguivo con lo sguardo solo te
Se vuoi ti accompagno se vuoi
la scusa più banale per rimanere soli io e te
e poi gettare via i perché amarti come sei
la prima volta l´ultima
Champagne per un dolce segreto
per noi un amore proibito
ormai resta solo un bicchiere
ed un ricordo da gettare via
Lo so mi guardate lo so
mi sembra una pazzia
brindare solo senza compagnia
ma io, io devo festeggiare
la fine di un amore
cameriere champagne....
Vrijdag 31 januari 1975
Friends (Mark-Almond)
Friends
Composer(s): Jon Mark
Performer(s): Mark-Almond
So good to watch my friends dreaming their lives away
So good to watch my friends dreaming all through the day
If I could take them with me, well, you know I would
If I could show them all the things that I've seen, I wish I could
So sad to watch my friends growing older
So sad to watch my friends growing colder
If I could give them all some sunshine you know I would
If I could take them all to Monterrey I wish I could
So sad to watch my friends as they watch me
So sad to hear them talking about the things that used to be
One day perhaps I will buy myself a big boat
And take all my friends away
Maybe one day I will buy myself an island
And there with my friends you know I'll stay
So long, old buddies, I'm going away
So long, old buddies, I'm leaving today
But don't forget all the things that we will do
And I know you'll spare a thought
Donderdag 30 januari 1975
The Ketchup Song
The Ketchup Song
Composer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
There was a guy from PEI they used to call Potato
He met this young Leamington Ontario Tomato
But he had eyes for other girls & she was a little mushy
So they said well let's get wed there's no sense bein fussy
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Well he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday
Saturday they said OK we'll cut the cake on Sunday
But Sunday came and what a shame - They had no one to fetch it
Without a cake they just sat and ate - Potato chips and ketchup
Bake sized french fries how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
And so this guy from PEI they used to call Potato
Got two boys and a little girl-Two spuds & one Tomato
They romp and run around Leamington and boy when they get hungry
The bottle drips all over the chips way down in the ketchup country.
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
But he had eyes for other girls and she was a little mushy
And so they said well let's get wed there's no sense being buzzy
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
So dress them up with Heinz ketchup
Ketchup loves potatos
Ketchup loves potatos
So he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday
Saturday they said o.k. we'll cut the cake on Sunday
But Sunday came & what a shame they had no one to fetch it
Without a cake they just sat & ate potato chips & ketchup
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
And so this guy from P.E.I. they used to call potato
He's got to boys & a little girl
Two spuds & one tomato
They romp & run around Leemington
And boy when they get hungry
The bottle drips all over the chips
Way down in ketchup country
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Ketchup loves Potatoes
Donderdag 30 januari 1975
Chameleon
Chameleon
Composer(s): J.C. Fogerty
Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival
You took me runnin' up a wrong way street
When we got there, you said, "Can't you read?"
I must be blind, but now and then I see
Another number where mine used to be
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
I say what's up, and then you say it's down
I see triangles, and you say it's round, round, round
Saw an empty glass; you said it's full
Lord, it's so hot, then you come on cool, cool
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
You keep on changin' your face, like a Chameleon
Donderdag 30 januari 1975
Friends (Led Zeppelin)
Friends
Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1970
Bright light almost blinding
Black night still there shining
I can't stop, keep on climbing
Looking for what I knew-a
Had a friend, she once told me
You gotta love, you ain't lonely
Now she's gone and left me only
Looking for what I knew
Mmm, I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy just t'
Met a man on the roadside crying
Without a friend, there's no denying
You're incomplete, they'll be no finding
Looking for what you knew
So anytime somebody needs you
Don't let them down, although it grieves you
Some day you'll need someone like they do
Looking for what you knew
Mmm, I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy just'a...ohh, yeah
I'm telling you now
The greatest thing you ever can do now
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now
It's very easy
It's very easy
It's very easy
It's eas-easy, yeah, yeah
Woensdag 29 januari 1975
The Kerry Recruit
The Kerry Recruit
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Dubliners
and multiple other artists
One morning in March I was diggin' the land
With me brogues on me feet and me spade in me hand
And says I to myself, such a pity to see
Such a fine strappin' lad footin' turf round Tralee
Wid me toora na nye
And me toora na nye
Wid me toora na noo ra na
Noo ra na nya
So I buttered me brogues, shook hands with me spade
Then I went to the fair like a dashing young blade
When up comes a sergeant, he asks me to list
'Arra, sergeant a gra, stick the bob in me fist'
And the first thing they gave me it was a red coat
With a white strap of leather to tie round me throat
They gave me a quare thing; I asked what was that
And they told me it was a cockade for me hat
The next thing they gave me they called it a gun
With powder and shot and a place for me thumb
Well first it spat fire and then it spat smoke
Lord, she gave a great leap that me shoulder near broke
Well the first place they sent me was down by the quay
On board of a warship bound for the Crimea
Three sticks in the middle all rolled round with sheets
Faith, she walked on the water without any feet
When at Balaclava we landed quite soon
Both cold, wet and hungry we lay on the ground
Next morning for action the bugle did call
And we had a hot breakfast of powder and ball
Well we fought at the Alma, likewise Inkermann
And the Russians they whaled us at the Redan
In scaling the wall there myself lost me eye
And a big Russian bullet she ran away with me thigh
't Was there we lay bleeding
Stretched on the cold ground
Both heads, legs and arms were all scattered around
I thought of me mum and me cleavage were nigh
Sure they'd bury me decent and raise a loud cry
Well a doctor was called
And he soon stanched me blood
And he gave me a fine elegant leg made of wood
They gave me a medal and ten pence a day
Contented with Sheelagh, I'll live on half-pay
Woensdag 29 januari 1975
Chambres D'un Moment
Chambres D'un Moment
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Sur de blancs canots
Suivant les canaux
Ombreux et tranquilles
Les touristes font
Les chemins profonds
Qui baguent la ville
Les bars qu'on entend
Les cafés-chantants
Les marins y règnent
Et la rue a des
Sourires fardés
Ses enseignes saignent
Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles
Traîne sur les quais
L'enfance manquée
Des gamins étranges
Qui parlent entre eux
Qui sait de quel jeu
Peu fait pour les anges
Et dans ce quartier
Où le monde entier
Cherche l'aventure
Celui qu'on y joue
Montre ses bijoux
À la devanture
Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles
Femmes-diamant
Qui patiemment
Attendent preneur
Pour la somme due
Qui débitent du
Rapide bonheur
Beaux monstres assis
Tout le jour ainsi
Près de leur fenêtre
Vivre ici les voue
Aux faux rendez-vous
D'où rien ne peut naître
Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles
La main le rideau
Le petit cadeau
Mets-toi là qu'on s'aime
Leurs habits ôtés
Ce que les beautés
Au fond sont les mêmes
Souvenirs brisés
Baisers ô baisers
Amours sans amour
Une fois de plus
A Honolulu
Comme à Singapour
Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles
Les matelas crient
La même tuerie
À d'autres oreilles
Et les matelots
Ont même sanglot
À moment pareil
Tous les hommes sont
La même chanson
Quand c'est à voix basse
Et leur coeur secret
Bat tant qu'on dirait
Qu'il manque de place
Chambres d'un moment
Qu'importe comment
On se déshabille
Tout est comédie
Hormis ce qu'on dit
Dans les bras des filles
Woensdag 29 januari 1975
Friends (Jody Watley)
Friends
Composer(s): André Cymone; Jody Watley
Performer(s): Jody Watley
Have you ever been stabbed in the back
By someone you thought was really cool
Did they steal your heart or was it money
Or was it lies they told
Strangers just disguised as your friends
Never again 'cause now you know
That friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Smiles they hide behind
Never know what's on their mind
Could be true deception
Jealousy and envy reign
They never want to see you get ahead
They just hold you back
Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, oh, oh
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
Im talkin' 'bout your friends
Friends are hard to find, so be careful
You could find an inch or mile if I pay you
But some ain't that bad, but one might back stab
To get the fake tips of what one might have
Bite the hand that feeds you, leave the people who need you
For those who hold you back and mislead you
To be a needle, dont get lead on unleaded
The wrong direction, a dead ends next then
Heed the detour, lifes like a seesaw
The ups and downs, and I'll bet there'll be more
Potholes and obstacles in our path, that's righteous
At times you need a hand to fight this
Way of life, straighten up, take the door to the placid
And dont you act two-faced
Cause jealousy and envy, and you still act friendly
You could find the end and pretend to be
Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, yeah
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Used to me kiss me, tell me you missed me
But now you try to glaze me, play me and diss me
Uh, wide awake, ready to break, so we argue
What happened to the kisses, and,
Why, how are you's, yours and mine
I'm talkin' 'bout your friends
Friends will let you down
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends, yeah
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
Dinsdag 28 januari 1975
The Jumpin' Jive
The Jumpin' Jive ((aka (Hep! Hep!) The Jumpin' Jive))
Composer(s): Cab Calloway - Fred Froeba - Jack Palmer
First recording: Lionel Hampton & His Orch. - 1939
Covered by multiple other artists
Hep-hep!
De-boodle-de-ack, de-boodle-de-ackasaki!
Hep-hep!
Oh, rang-tang, te-dah-dah
Hep-hep!
Gonna tell you 'bout the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
Hep-hep!
Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive
Hep-hep!
Beat it out on the mellow side
Boy?
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Oh, boy!
Whatcha gonna say there, gate?
Palomar, Shalomar, Swanee shore
Let me dig that jive once more
Boy!
Lay it right on down to the gator
Oh, boy!
Lay it flat as a gator
Now, can't you hear those hepcats call
Yeah!
Come on, boys, let's have a ball!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump is the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Will make you dig your jive on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jump, the solid jive
Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, don't you be that ickeroo
Get hep, come on and follow through
Then you get your steady foo
You make the joint jump like the gators do
The jim, jam, jump on the jumpin' jive
Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
The jim, jam, jumpin' jive
Makes you hep-hep on the mellow side
Hep-hep!
Hep-hep!
Now, I've told you 'bout the jumpin' jive
The jim, jam, jump, the jumpin' jive
I know you dug this mellow jive
Oh, you dig it on the mellow side
Dinsdag 28 januari 1975
Chains Of Love
Chains Of Love
Composer(s): Ahmet Ertegun - Harry Van Walls
First release by: Joe Turner and his Blues Kings - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Chains of love
Has tied my heart to you
Chains of love
Have made me feel so blue
Well, now I'm your prisoner
Tell me what you're gonna do
Are you gonna leave me
Are you gonna make me cry
Are you gonna love me
Are you gonna make me cry
These chains of blues gonna haunt me
Until the day I die
Well, if you're gonna leave me
Please won't you set me free
Well, if you're gonna leave me
Please won't you set me free
I can't stay here with these chains
Less'n you stay on here with me
Well, three 'o clock in the morning
Baby the moon is shining bright
Yeah, three 'o clock in the morning
The moon is shining bright
I'm just sitting here wondering
Dinsdag 28 januari 1975
Friends (Elton John)
Friends
Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
First release by: Elton John - 1971
I hope the day will be a lighter highway
For friends are found on every road
Can you ever think of any better way
For the lost and weary travellers to go
Making friends for the world to see
Let the people know you got what you need
With a friend at hand you will see the light
If your friends are there then everything's all right
It seems to me a crime that we should age
These fragile times should never slip us by
A time you never can or shall erase
As friends together watch their childhood fly
Maandag 27 januari 1975
The Juicer
The Juicer
Composer(s): Mick Stewart
Performer(s): Sweet
Somewhere, where am I
Don't know when I'm high
People lookin' at me
Is there, what did I see
Man with a bible
Won't somebody tell me please
Somebody help me
Tell me what's happened to me
Fever night and day
Woman, hear what I say
Daze all, lighter come
This life won't be long
Man with a bible won't
Somebody tell me please
Somebody help me
Tell me what's happened to me
Woman, hear my plead
Come on, rescue me
Signs all, death has come
Woman look what you've done
Man with a bible
Won't somebody tell me please
Somebody help me
Tell me what's happened to me
Man with a bible
Won't somebody tell me please
Somebody help me
Tell me what's happened to me
To me
Maandag 27 januari 1975
Chains Around Your Heart
Chains Around Your Heart
Composer(s): Brian Setzer
Performer(s): Brian Setzer
It's a late cool autumn evening
And the sunset melts into night
With a v-twin throbbing beneath me
And my head's spinning allright
Ritchie and me we started as kids
In a rock 'n' roll band on the street where we lived
It's a long hard ride till the morning
As the trees and wind start to sing
Chains around your heart that bind
Break away and leave them behind
Well once there was a time in this rock 'n' roll dream
This here town would be rip apart at the seams
Now I'm out of money and Billy's out of work
Eddie's pushin' pencils for the county clerk
Everybody's job is getting pushed out of town
Life is just knockin' 'em down
Boyhood dreams are run into the ground
Long dark shadows hang over this town
Cast away the chains that bleed
Break away and I leave you free
Take my hand come leave with me
As nighttime fades away
we'll ride the hills and desert sand
Cross the barren land
All the families have all gone
Their jobs went before them I'm sure
They knocked down the corner barber shop
And put up a super triple level parking lot
There once was a time you could vote for a man
Who wouldn't try and stick a gun in your hands
So cut out all your talkin'
And make love with me through the night
Chains around your heart that bind
Break away and leave them behind
Just leave them behind
Just leave them behind
Maandag 27 januari 1975
Friends (Bette Midler)
Friends
Composer(s): Mark "Moogy" Klingman; Buzzy Linhart
Performer(s): Bette Midler
Oh, you got to have friends
The feeling's oh so strong
You got to have friends
To make that day last long
Had some friends, but they're gone
Somethin' came and took them away
And from the dusk 'til the dawn
Here's where I will stay
Standing at the end of the road, boys
Waitin' for my new friends to come
I don't care if I'm hungry or cold, freezing
I got to get me some
'Cause you got to have friends
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Friends
"Oh, that's the favorite part of my voice, you know
I really like to get up
Hm"
Oh, friends
"Thank you"
Oh, friends, friends, friends, friends
I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone
Somethin' took 'em away
And from the dusk 'til the dawn
Here is where I'm gonna stay, you know, oh
Standing at the end of a real long road, Jack
And I'm waitin' for those new friends to come
And I don't care if I'm jungry or freezing, freezing cold
You gotta, you gotta get me some
'Cause you gotta have
"You gotta have friends
I'm telling you
I am speaking 'cause I know
It's going too fast
We're all going too fast!
I'm trying to tell you to slow down!
They're hard to come by!
Those friends are hard to come by!
I didn't have many friends, you know
But, things are getting better now
And I think it's gonna be okay, 'cause I have a couple now"
Friends
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta have friends, friends
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta have friends, friends
Oh, friends ...
Zondag 26 januari 1975
The Juice Of The Barley
The Juice Of The Barley
Composer(s): Liam Clancy
Performer(s): The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem
In the sweet country Lim'rick, one cold winter's night
All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light
And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy
As she danced round the floor with her slip of a boy
Singing ban-ya-na mo if an-ga-na
And the juice of the barley for me
Well when I was a gossoon of eight years old or so
With me turf and me primer to school I did go
To a dusty old school house without any door
Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor
At the learning I wasn't such a genius I'm thinking
But I soon bet the master entirely at drinking
Not a wake or a wedding for five miles around
But meself in the corner was sure to be found
One Sunday the priest thread me out from the altar
Saying you'll end up your days with your neck in a halter
And you'll dance a fine jig between heaven and hell
And his words they did frighten me the truth for to tell
So the very next morning as the dawn it did break
I went down to the vestry the pledge for to take
And there in that room sat the priests in a bunch
Round a big roaring fire drinking tumblers of punch
Well from that day to this I have wandered alone
I'm a jack of all trades and a master of none
With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor
And I'll dance out my days frinking whiskey galore
Zondag 26 januari 1975
Chains Around My Heart
