Woensdag 23 april 1975
Wimoweh
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Wimoweh ((aka The Lion Sleeps Tonight (The Tokens) - 1961))
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Woensdag 23 april 1975
Charity Ball
Charity Ball
Composer(s): June Millington
Performer(s): Fanny
Dance! Stand!
Move to Charity Ball!
Dance! Stand!
Move to Charity Ball!
Get the musicians ready
Get them good and hot - good and hot
To stand and deliver
Deliver everything they've got
You got my number
Charity Ball!
Stand!
Move to Charity Ball!
Dance! Stand!
Move to Charity Ball!
Come on, grab a partner
We're gonna roll till the break of dawn
Cause I need you
I need you
I need you
Charity Ball!
I'm ready - I wanna be there
Charity Ball!
Woensdag 23 april 1975
Funny Funny
Funny Funny
Composer(s): Mike Chapman; Nicky Chinn
Performer(s): Sweet
Tell me is it really true
This feelin' that I feel for you
Your own kind of lovin'
That makes me think
Nothing could ever take the place of you
And it's so funny funny
What you do, honey, honey
What you do, what you mean to me
And you know, honey, honey
Though it's so funny funny
That you mean all the world to me
Ever since you came my way
I knew it was my lucky day
The sun started shinin'
When you started smiling
And I know it's gonna stay that way
And it's so funny funny
What you do, honey, honey
What you do, what you mean to me
And you know, honey, honey
Though it's so funny funny
That you mean all the world to me
Can't imagine lovin' anyone but you
(Honey honey, so funny funny)
Every minute lovin' everything you do
(Honey honey, so funny funny)
Couldn't see my way without you
Now I gotta tell the world about you
Tell me is it really true
This feelin' that I feel for you
Your own kind of lovin'
That makes me think
Nothing could ever take the place of you
And it's so funny funny
What you do, honey, honey
What you do, what you mean to me
And you know, honey, honey
Though it's so funny funny
That you mean all the world to me
Dinsdag 22 april 1975
Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej
((Adapted from: Mbube (Solomon Linda's Original Evening Birds) - 1939))
Composer(s): Solomon Linda - Bamse
Performer(s): Bamses Venner - 1975
Versions In Other Languages:
1952 - Wimoweh (The Weavers)
1961 - The Lion Sleeps Tonight (The Tokens)
1961 - Oek'ndana (De Strangers)
1962 - Le Lion Est Mort Ce Soir (Henri Salvador)
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Helt deroppe på Wimmersvej
der bor en dejlig steg
Hun går rundt der helt uden bukser
lige noget for mig, hep hep
Huuuuuun går rundt med numsen bar, hurra
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Huuuuuun går rundt med numsen bar, hurra
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Wimmersvej, Wimmersvej
Hver dag jeg kommer hjem fra skole
går jeg hen forbi
For at se om hun stadig er der
det er kun fordi, hep hep
Huuuuuun går rundt med numsen bar, hurra...
Helt deroppe på Wimmersvej
der bor en dejlig steg
Hun går rundt der helt uden bukser
lige noget for mig, hep hep
Huuuuuun går rundt med numsen bar, hurra...
Dinsdag 22 april 1975
Chariot (Franck Pourcel)
Chariot
Composer(s): Paul Mauriat - Franck Pourcel
First release by: Franck Pourcel et son Grand Orch. - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - I Will Follow Him (Petula Clark)
1963 - Chariot (Italian Version) (Betty Curtis)
1963 - Eu O Seguirei (George Freedman)
1979 - Elämä On Totta (Mona Carita)
Chariot, Chariot, si tu veux de moi
Pour t'accompagner au bout des jours
Laisse moi venir près de toi
Sur le grand chariot de bois et de toile
Nous nous en irons
Du côté où l'on verra le jour
Dans les premiers reflets du ciel
Avant la chaleur du soleil
Sous la dernière étoile
La plaine, la plaine, la plaine
N'aura plus de frontière
La terre, la terre, sera notre domaine
Que j'aime, que j'aime
Ce vieux chariot qui tangue
Qui tangue, qui tangue
Si tu veux de moi
Pour dormir à ton côté toujours
L'été sous la lune d'argent
L'hiver dans la neige et le vent
Alors dis-le moi, je pars avec toi
La plaine, la plaine, la plaine
N'aura plus de frontière
La terre, la terre, verra notre domaine
Que j'aime, que j'aime
Ce vieux chariot qui tremble
Qui tremble, qui tremble
Si tu veux de moi
De ma vie et de mon fol amour
Le long des torrents et des bois
Au cœur des dangers et des joies
Alors dis-le moi, je pars avec toi
Dinsdag 22 april 1975
Funny Familiar Forgotten Feelings
Funny Familiar Forgotten Feelings
Composer(s): Mickey Newbury
Performer(s): Tom Jones;
and various other artists
Last night, quietly, she walked through my mind
As I lay searching for sleep
Her soft hand reached out, she whispered my name
As she brushed a tear from my cheek
And then those funny familiar forgotten feelings
started walkin' all over my mind
It's sad, so sad to watch love go bad
but a true love would not have gone wrong
I'm just thankful for the good times we've had
for without them I could not go on
With all those funny familiar forgotten feelings
walkin' all over my mind
I must go on, be strong
though millions of teardrops may fall
Before these funny familiar forgotten feelings
stop walkin' all over my mind
Before these funny familiar forgotten feelings
stop walkin' all over my mind
Maandag 21 april 1975
The Lion
The Lion
Composer(s): Barnett - Colwell - Smith - Young
Performer(s): Adrian Smith
Late at night, rain falling down
Sets my mind wandering
Took a drive on a highway
I saw you standing in the rain
Destiny was calling me
I would never be the same
You said
You said your heart was aching
You were sad
I saw you cry
The night you lied to me
Oh no!
You took my hand
Then faded with the light
They said you died out
On the road that night
I’m in cold, cold sweat
Knuckles white upon the wheel
Danger flies on silent wings
I can’t fight and I can’t feel
Now I’m standing in the daylight
And it seems just like a dream
If only I could touch you girl
But you’re not there for real!
Maandag 21 april 1975
Charade
Charade
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Henry Mancini
First performance: Henry Mancini - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names
Guessing the parts we played
Oh what a hit we made
We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade
Fate seemed to pull the strings
I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
That music box played on
Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade
Maandag 21 april 1975
Funny Face
Funny Face
Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin
Performer(s): Fred Astaire
Jimmy:
Frankie, dear, your birthday gift reveals to me
That at heart you're really not so bad
If I add, your funny face appeals to me
Please don't' think I've suddenly gone mad
You have all the qualities of Peter Pan
I'd go far before I'd find a sweeter pan
And yet
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
For you're a cutie
With more than beauty
You've got a lot
Of personality N.T.
A thousand laughs I've found
In having you around
Though you're not Gloria Swanson
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Frankie:
Needn't tell me that I'm not so pretty, dear
When my looking glass and I agree
In the contest at Atlantic City, dear
Miss America I'd never be
Truth to tell, though, you're not such a bad lot yourself
As a Paul Swan, you are not so hot yourself
And yet
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
You can't repair it
So I declare it
Is quite all right
Jimmy:
Like Ronald Colman?
Frankie:
So's your old man!
Yet it's very clear
I'm glad when you are near
Though you're no Handsome Harry
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny funny face
I love that funny face
That sunny, funny face
Thought it upsets one, in time, it gets one
That's true, for you
Have personality for two
Those eyes! Those nose! Those cheek!
Won't make a movie sheikh
But though you're not patootie
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Frankie: [to dog]
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
You never bother
About your father
Have you no shame?
You're just a mutt and nothing but!
Yet when you wag your tail
You'll never be for sale
Though you're no Rin Tin Tin, dear
For worlds I'd not replace
Your sunny, funny face
Zondag 20 april 1975
The Lights Of Home
The Lights Of Home
Composer(s): Steve Graham - Leon Pober
Performer(s): Don Ho
I always get a thrill
And I guess I always will
When my journey nears its end
And my destination is just around the bend
The lights of home look good to me
When I return from far across the sea
They glow so bright to guide me thru the night
Back to the ones who care, waiting for me there
I've been around
But never found
In rainy London town
Or sunny Rome
A sight that's greater than the lights of home
Zondag 20 april 1975
Character
Character
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Eric Schermerhorn
Performer(s): Iggy Pop
Well, I 'll tell you
one good thing at least about some
of these junkies was
they had some character
they may have driven me nuts
sometimes and screwed up
but at least when they played
the damn guitar they' d play it
like they meant it
these white bread boys nowadays
knowin' all the score
don' t even know how to puke
Zondag 20 april 1975
Funny (Not Much)
Funny (Not Much)
Composer(s): Marcia Neal;
Philip F. Broughton; Bob Merrill; Hughie Prince
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can pass you on the street and my heart don't skip a beat
Not much, so much my eyes wanna cry
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
I can listen to your name and it doesn't start a flame
Not much, so much my heart wants to die
Now that you're standing here, darling, I don't shed a tear
This is just the rain in my eyes
And if I have proved to you everything I say is true
Please help me believe my own lies
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
Funny, how I've stopped loving you
And it's funny I don't miss all the heaven in your kiss
Your touch, no I don't love you, not much
No I don't love you, not much
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
The Lights Are Low
The Lights Are Low
Composer(s): Justin Hayward
Performer(s): Justin Hayward
The lights are low
They say it's true
I feel your magic as we move and sway
The lights are low
And the music now is slow
I'm a fool to trust in you
Seems like my self-control is slipping away
And the music now is slow
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
But then who are they, who are they to know, I need you so
Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine, that's yours and mine
And we ask the night, how can this be wrong, and feel so right
Did you ever look in the mirror
Did you ever wake up in the morning
And see a stranger standing there
And find that nothing, nothing was the same
Did you ever drive for miles and miles
And the only thing that really matters
And wonder how on earth you got yourself there
Is the pleasure and the pain
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève
Chaque Matin Il Se Lève ((aka Dans La Brume Du Matin (Joe Dassin) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Early Morning Rain (Gordon Lightfoot) - 1966))
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1974
La pluie du petit matin
Me donne froid dans le dos
L'alcool qui est dans mon verre
Me réchauffe un peu la peau
Et la, j'attends le soleil
Je m'installe pour son show
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Chaque matin il se lève,
Il est le roi de la fête
Il me donne mal à la tête
À le voir toujours si haut
S'il voulait boire avec moi
À nous deux nous serions trois
La nuit, le soleil et moi
Jamais il ne le voudra
Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop
Ses rayons se font cruels
Il vient me brûler la peau
C'est la star la plus célèbre
C'est le plus grand des grands shows
Ça y est le soleil se lève
Le grand spectacle est là-haut
Sur la route nationale
Il éclaire les autos
S'il savait combien j'ai mal
De le voir toujours si haut
Il viendrait boire avec moi
Encore quelques verres de trop
Chaque matin il se lève
Pour moi il s'est fait beau
Il est encore revenu
J'ai perdu une fois de plus
Mais je ne parierai plus
Contre lui c'est défendu
Chaque matin il se lève
Parfois il en fait de trop...
Zaterdag 19 april 1975
Funnel Of Love
Funnel Of Love
Composer(s): Charles McCoy; Kent Westbury
Performer(s): Wanda Jackson;
and various other artists
Here I go
Going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday
It's such a crazy, crazy feeling
I get weak in the knees
My poor old head is a reelin'
As I go deep into the funnel of love
I tried and I tried, to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Ya just can't run from the funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday
Here I go, going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
As I go deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love
Deep into the funnel of love
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
The Light Is On
The Light Is On
Performer(s): Christopher Cross
Is it yours
Is it mine
I was never the kind who could draw the line
Are you free
Unforgiven
Is this the kind of world you could live in
It's alright
The light is on
The darkness has run to hide
It's alright
The light is on
But the darkness is just outside
Outside your window
Beating down
Making the sound of the rain
Drive you crazy
Make you lazy
You know it's only the rain
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
Chaque Jour De Plus
Chaque Jour De Plus
Composer(s): Brice Homs - Michel Fugain
Performer(s): Michel Fugain
À quoi ça sert l'amour
Si c'est un aller sans retour
Y a plus que du vide à la place
Mais que veux-tu que j'en fasse?
À quoi ça sert la vie
Quand on meurt petit à petit
S'il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?
Je jure si tu reviens
Je saurai être heureux d'un sourire
Je jure que j'apprendrai à écrire
Tous les mots pour le dire
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?
Et moi je sers à quoi
Si je n'suis plus la moitié de toi
Si ta vie n'est plus dans le mienne
Comment veux-tu que je tienne?
Je jure si tu reviens
J'apprendrai à être différent
Je jure que je saurai simplement
Laisser le temps au temps
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Je plie déjà sous le fardeau
Chaque jour de plus est un jour de trop
Est-ce que tu reviendras bientôt?
Il ne reste plus que l'absence
À qui veux-tu que je pense?
Vrijdag 18 april 1975
Funkytown
Funkytown
Composer(s): Steven Greenberg
Performer(s): Lipps, Inc.
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
Well, I talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about it
Talk about
Talk about
Talk about movin'
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
Won't you take me to, a Funkytown
(Repeat)
Donderdag 17 april 1975
The Light From Your Smile
The Light From Your Smile
Performer(s): Jackson Browne
Oh the light from your smile
Can be seen for a mile
By travellers dark in their sorrow
If you want me to stay
Throw a smile my way
And I’ll stay by your side ’til tomorrow
Woooah...
’Cause all my battered dreams are shattered now
And I need all your beauty to warm me
In the time that I’ve known you
I’ve always shown you
That I could be captured in kindness
Now a storm’s blowin’
Tomorrow I’m goin’
Well the sun takes away my blindness
Woooah...
'Cause all my tattered hopes are shattered now
I wait for the future to touch me
Oh the morning is nearing
The clouds disappearing
The sun will be coming to guide me
Wherever I go
I want you to know
That I carry your smile beside me
Woooah...
The slowly shifting fog is lifting now
And I see the road I’ll be taking
Donderdag 17 april 1975
Chaque Jour À La Même Heure
