Maandag 5 mei 1975
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Maandag 5 mei 1975
Charlie Stone
Charlie Stone
Composer(s): Larry Johnson
Performer(s): Larry Johnson; Charlie "Choo Choo" Williams
Yeah, an' I know a fool
He came from way down south
Called him Charlie Stone
Now he make a livin'
Goin' 'round town
I mean blowin' on a slide trombone
Now he could make it moan an'
He could make it sing
Hey where did he get that thing
But play on Stone
Go on with your slide trombone
Now when he played that thing
Down on Market Street
Butcher Sam had to leave his meat
To hear old Stone
Blowin' on his slide trombone
...let's get it now Stone..Yeah...Yeah
I say hey there Stone
Play it on your slide trombone
I said I know a fool
He came from way down south
Called him Charlie Stone
Ahh, he make a livin'
Goin' 'round town
I mean blowin' on a slide trombone
Yes, he can make it moan an'
He can make it sing
Tell me where did he get that thing
But play on Stone
Go on with your slide trombone
Now the women gather 'round
And they shake their hips (oooh)
When that horn is
Shakin' to his lips
Singing play on Stone
Go on with your slide trombone
Now as he played it Sunday morning
And the Sisters strut around (Ha!)
Preacher Johnson
Laid his Bible down
To hear old Stone
Blow it on is slide trombone
Yeah, Charlie Stone
Blow it on, I mean blow it on your slide trombone
Yes, yes, yes, yes
My, my, my..
Maandag 5 mei 1975
Rabbit Dance Love Song
Rabbit Dance Love Song
Performer(s): Isna Wastekicilapi Mastin Olowan
Say, where did you come from?
Oh, I come from that way to dance here
Give me your hand, because I am single
Maybe I will see you later
Lakota Version:
Tokiyatan
yahi so
Leciyatanhan waci wahiye
Nape au
we
Tansna
waun we
Toksa ake
wacinyankin kte
Zondag 4 mei 1975
The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me
The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me
Composer(s): Harry Wincott
Performer(s): Tom Woottwell
and multiple other artists
I'll never forget the day that I was born
Was on a cold and frosty winter's morn'
The doctor said I was a chubby chap
But when the nurse, she took me on her lap
She washed me all over, I remember
And after powder-puffin' me, you see
She laid me in the cradle by the window
In the little shirt my Mother made for me
When I began to crawl it was a sight
I used to frighten Mom from morn' til night
There's no mistake I was a lttle curse
'Cause when my Daddy, he came home from work
Every night he would say, "Where's Little Sam got?"
As down the kitchen, happy as could be
They used to find me scrapin' out the jam pot
In the little shirt my Mother made for me
The first day that I wore my knickerbocks
I felt so funny after wearin' smocks
I looked a little picture, they did say
But when they let me out to run and play
Well, I didn't like the britches I was wearin'
And in the street I took 'em off, you see
I started walkin' home so bold and darin'
In the little shirt my Mother made for me
And then to school they said that I must go
I didn't like my teacher, you must know
And when I played the truant quite so dear
The teacher said, "Now boy, you come here"
With a big stick she beat around upon me
There's no mistake about my pedigree
I had the map of Scotland painted on me
Neath that little shirt my mother made for me
Last year when I was on my holiday
Upon the briny ocean I did gaze
The water looked so nice, I thought I'd go
To have a swim, but, in a minute, oh
All the girls along the beach at me were starin'
And some were takin' pictures, I could see
Was a good thing for me that I was wearin'
The little shirt my Mother made for me
Zondag 4 mei 1975
Charlie Green, Play That Slide Trombone
Charlie Green, Play That Slide Trombone
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Jim Croce
I know a fool who blows a horn
He comes from way down South, oh yeah
And you ain't seen some blowin' since you been born
Like when a trombone's to his mouth
He wails and moans, grunts and groans
He can moan just like a cow
And you ain't seen some blowin' since you been born
'Cause he won't show them how
Oh Charlie won't you play that thing
I mean it's my trombone
Make it talk
Make it sing
I mean it's my trombone
If Gabriel knew how you could blow
He'd let you lead his band I know
Oh Charlie won't you play that thing
I mean it's my trombone
Oh Charlie won't you play that thing
I mean it's my trombone
Make it talk
Make it sing
I mean it's my trombone
Now you ain't seen such movin' hips
Like when the trombone do his licks
Charlie Green play that thing
I mean it's my trombone
Oh yeah, I mean it's my trombone
Zondag 4 mei 1975
For He's A Jolly Good Fellow
For He's A Jolly Good Fellow
(Traditional)
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
Which nob'dy can deny
Which nob'dy can deny
Which nob'dy can deny
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
Which nob'dy can deny
We won't go home until morning
We won't go home until morning
We won't go home until morning
Till day-light doth appear
Till day-light doth appear
Till day-light doth appear
We won't go home until morning
We won't go home until morning
We won't go home until morning
Till day-light doth appear
The bear went over the mountain
The bear went over the mountain
The bear went over the mountain
To see what he could see
To see what he could see
To see what he could see
The bear went over the mountain
The bear went over the mountain
The bear went over the mountain
To see what he could see
The other side of the mountain
The other side of the mountain
The other side of the mountain
Was all that he could see
Was all that he could see
Was all that he could see
The other side of the mountain
The other side of the mountain
The other side of the mountain
Was all that he could see
Zaterdag 3 mei 1975
The Little Old Lady (From Pasadena)
The Little Old Lady (From Pasadena)
Composer(s): Don Altfeld - Roger Christian
First release by: Jan & Dean - 1964
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
The little old lady from Pasadena
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
Has a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
But parked in a rickety old garage
Is a brand new, shiny red Super Stock Dodge
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
(She drives real fast and she drives real hard)
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
If you see her on the street don't try to choose her
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
You might drive a goer but you'll never lose her
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
Well, she's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
'Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
(She drives real fast and she drives real hard)
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
The guys come to race her for miles around
But she'll give 'em a length and then she'll shut 'em down
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
(She drives real fast and she drives real hard)
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go
Zaterdag 3 mei 1975
Charlie Freak
Charlie Freak
Composer(s): Walter Becker - Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan
Charlie freak had but one thing to call his own
Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone
Five nights without a bite
No place to lay his head
And if nobody takes him in
He’ll soon be dead
On the street he spied my face I heard him hail
In our plot of frozen space he told his tale
Poor man, he showed his hand
So righteous was his need
And me so wise I bought his prize
For chicken feed
Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind
Close inspection fast revealed his favorite kind
Poor kid, he overdid
Embraced the spreading haze
And while he sighed his body died
In fifteen ways
When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay
’round his arm the plastic tag read d.o.a.
Yes jack, I gave it back
The ring I could not own
Now come my friend I’ll take your hand
And lead you home
Zaterdag 3 mei 1975
Futuros Amantes
Futuros Amantes
English Title: Future Lovers
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Gal Costa
Não se afobe, não
Que nada é pra já
O amor não tem pressa
Ele pode esperar em silêncio
Num fundo de armário
Na posta-restante
Milênios, milênios
No ar
E quem sabe, então
O Rio será
Alguma cidade submersa
Os escafandristas virão
Explorar sua casa
Seu quarto, suas coisas
Sua alma, desvãos
Sábios em vão
Tentarão decifrar
O eco de antigas palavras
Fragmentos de cartas, poemas
Mentiras, retratos
Vestígios de estranha civilização
Não se afobe, não
Que nada é pra já
Amores serão sempre amáveis
Futuros amantes, quiçá
Se amarão sem saber
Com o amor que eu um dia
Deixei pra você
Vrijdag 2 mei 1975
Undress Me
Undress Me
((Adapted from: Déshabillez-Moi (Juliette Gréco) - 1967))
Composer(s): Robert Nyel - Gaby Verlor - Paul Francis Buck
Performer(s): Marc Almond - 1996
Undress me
Undress me
But not right away
Not too fast, eh!
Can you crave for me?
Desire me?
Enthral me
Undress me
Undress me
But don't be like the first time
Or go too crazy
First look at the truth
Take time to proceed
Don't be uncouth
Or show your greed
Devour me with your eyes
But be cautious
I'll become ravenous
By and by
Undress me
Deshabillez moi
But not right away
Not too fast, eh!
Can you hypnotise me?
Envelop me?
Capture me
Undress me
Undress me
But with some tact
And be exact
And dextrous
Choose your words with care
Control yourself, be strict
Not too slow nor quick
On my skin
There that's it, I'm trembling
And offer much to your expert touch
Oh, come on!
Undress me
Deshabillez moi
I want it right away
Go faster, it's okay
Can you possess me?
Consume me?
Burn me... up!
Undress me
Undress me
Behave like a lover
And be a lover
Do it!
Undress me
come on, undress me
And you... undress yourself
Vrijdag 2 mei 1975
Charlie Charlie
Charlie Charlie
Composer(s): Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Tu es mon univers d'enfant
Toi qui l'enchantais si souvent
Charlie
Charlie
Charlie
Toi que j'ai inventé
Tu étais ma complicité
Charlie
Charlie
Tu partageais tous mes chagrins
Ton monde ainsi devenait mien
Charlie
Charlie
Mais quand l'enfance fut passée
Mon adolescence t'a tué
Charlie
Charlie
Car l'amour venait de naître
Si doux, si grand
Mais refusant de supporter
Ta présence imaginaire
De mes jeunes années
J'appartiens au monde des grands
Je suis adulte maintenant
Charlie
Charlie
Je n'ai plus le droit de rêver
De me pencher sur mon passé
Charlie
Charlie
Car l'amour venait de naître
Si doux, si grand
Mais refusant de supporter
Ta présence imaginaire
De mes jeunes années
Tu es mon univers d'enfant
Toi qui l'enchantais si souvent
Charlie
Charlie
Charlie
Toi que j'ai inventé
Tu étais ma complicité
Charlie
Charlie
Mais quand l'enfance fut passée
Mon adolescence t'a tué
Charlie
Charlie
Vrijdag 2 mei 1975
Future Times
Future Times
Composer(s): Jon Anderson; Steve Howe;
Chris Squire; Rick Wakeman; Alan White
Performer(s): Yes
In the fountains of the universe (set time in accord)
Sits the boychild Solomon
(Ever turning round and round)
In the cities of the Southern Sky (set points universe)
Dreams he of glory (pulsating round and round)
Future times will stand and clearly see (highest dancing)
Of the course of innocence (Drifting drifting)
See it all
See it all
Till tomorrow
See it all
See it all
Till tomorrow
Future times will stand and clearly smile
Of the course of innocence
Dantalion will ride again (raging forth underland)
The course of evils standing straight (grind to grind)
Hot metal will abound the land (churning out shout)
As the form regards our blazing hand
Future times will stand and clearly see
Of the course of innocence
One the word will enter all our hearts
Two the duel will alter them
Three jewels countenance divine away delight away
four the fight to free the land
Five the islands of Arabia
Six the tears that separate
Six the tears that separate
Donderdag 1 mei 1975
The Little Man Who Wasn't There
The Little Man Who Wasn't There
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Bernie Hanighen
Performer(s): Glenn Miller & Tex Beneke
and multiple other artists
Glenn Miller:
Hello there, Texas, whatcha say?
Are you whistling in the dark just to scare the ghost away?
Tex Beneke:
I know there's something following me that I can't see
Someone sure laid an awful hex on me!
Glenn Miller:
A hex? Ah, Tex, that's pretty far-fetched
Man, I'd say you're just a little bit tetched!
Tex Beneke:
You'd got a load of what I saw last night
You'd pass the Yankee Clipper on its maiden flight!
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away
When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all
Go away, go away
Don't you come back any more
Go away, go away
And please don't slam the door... (Slam!)
Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away
Donderdag 1 mei 1975
Charlie Brown
Charlie Brown "A Boy Named Charlie Brown"
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Un petit garçon comme Charlie
À qui jamais rien ne réussit
Ça s'casse la figure
À tous les coins d'la ville
Dieu que la vie est dure
Pour Charlie
Mais ce petit garçon
Qu'est Charlie
Qui n'récolte jamais que des ennuis
Et qui les prend pourtant
Avec philosophie
C'est l'image d'un enfant d'aujourd'hui
Moi-même j'étais comme Charlie
Semblable à Charlie Brown
Je grimpais à la corde de mon cerf-volant
Afin d'mieux voir le firmament
Mais voici que la corde casse et Charlie
Seul dans l'herbe de la prairie
Encore un peu plus triste que tout à l'heure
Retient les larmes de Charlie Brown
Donderdag 1 mei 1975
Futura
Futura
Composer(s): Lucio Dalla
Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
Chissà chissà domani
su che cosa metteremo le mani
se si potrà contare ancora le onde del mare
e alzare la testa
non esser così seria, rimani
i russi, i russi gli americani
no lacrime non fermarti fino a domani
sarà stato forse un tuono
non mi meraviglio
è una notte di fuoco
dove sono le tue mani
nascerà e non avrà paura nostro figlio
e chissà come sarà lui domani
su quali strade camminerà
cosa avrà nelle sue mani.. le sue mani
si muoverà e potrà volare
nuoterà su una stella
come sei bella
e se è una femmina si chiamerà futura
Il suo nome detto questa notte
mette già paura
sarà diversa bella come una stella
sarai tu in miniatura
ma non fermarti voglio ancora baciarti
chiudi i tuoi occhi non voltarti indietro
qui tutto il mondo sembra fatto di vetro
e sta cadendo a pezzi come un vecchio presepio.
Di più, muoviti più fretta di più, benedetta
più su, nel silenzio tra le nuvole, più su
che si arriva alla luna, si la luna
ma non è bella come te questa luna
è una sottana americana
Allora su mettendoci di fianco, più su
guida tu che sono stanco, più su
in mezzo ai razzi e a un batticuore, più su
son sicuro che c'e' il sole
ma che sole è un cappello di ghiaccio
questo sole è una catena di ferro
senza amore, amore, amore, amore
Lento lento adesso batte più lento
ciao, come stai
il tuo cuore lo sento
i tuoi occhi così belli non li ho visti mai
ma adesso non voltarti
voglio ancora guardarti
non girare la testa
dove sono le tue mani
aspettiamo che ritorni la luce
di sentire una voce
aspettiamo senza avere paura, domani
Woensdag 30 april 1975
The Little House Upon The Hill
The Little House Upon The Hill
Composer(s): Ballard MacDonald - Joe Goodwin - Harry Puck
I feel oh! so lonely tonight
I feel all alone
I'm just starving for a sight
Of my old Kentucky home
I can see my mother old and gray
I can hear the whippoor will
I can see a light for me
In the window of the house upon the hill
I've seen many wonderful sights
Wand'ring on my way
But I've spent such lonesome nights
And been weary thru the day
I'm just longing for a mother's love
And I know she longs for me
Can't erase her loving face
It's the sight of all sights I want to see
There's a light that's burning in the window
Of a little house upon the hill
And the light will burn
And a heart will yearn
And it always will till I return
For there's only one mother
I know she's waiting still
And she'll always keep the light a burning
in the window of the house upon the hill
Woensdag 30 april 1975
Charlie Brown
Charlie Brown
((French Version: C'est Charlie Brown (Eddy Mitchell) - 1977))
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller
First release by: The Coasters
Covered by multiple other artists - 1959
Fe fe fi fi fo fo fum
I smell smoke in the auditorium
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)
That's him on his knees, I know that's him
From 7 come 11 down in the boys' gym
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)
Who's always writing on the wall?
Who's always goofin' in the hall?
Who's always throwin' spit balls?
Guess who! (Who, me?) Yeah, you!
Who walks in the classroom cool and slow?
Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O?
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)
Who walks in the classroom cool and slow?
Who calls the English teacher Daddy-O?
Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught, just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me?)
Woensdag 30 april 1975
Futari De Osake Wo
Futari De Osake Wo
Composer(s): M. Yamaji; M. Hirao
Performer(s): Michiyo Azusa; Teresa Teng
Uramikko nashi de wakare masyou ne
Sarari to mizu ni subete nagashite
Shinpai shinai de hitorikkiri wa
Kodomo no koro kara narete iru no yo
Soredemo tamani sabishiku nattara
Futari de osake wo nomi masyou ne
Nomi masyou ne
Itawari atte wakare masyou ne
Kou natta nomo otagai no sei
Anata to watashi wa nitamono doushi
Ketten bakari ga medatsu futari yo
Dochira ka kyu ni sabishiku nattara
Futari de osake wo nomi masyou ne
Nomi masyou ne
Dounika narudesyo koko no machi no
Dokoka de watashi wa ikite iku no yo
Soredemo tamani sabishiku nattara
Futari de osake wo nomi masyou ne
Nomi masyou ne
Dinsdag 29 april 1975
That Little German Band
That Little German Band
Composer(s): Fred Fisher - Joe Goodwin - Joseph McCarthy
Performer(s): Al Jolson; Groucho Marx
Beneath my window every morn
I can hear a great big horn
Oom pah-pah, oom pah-pah
In the backyard playing they are
I give them money when they play
I give them more to go away
They all stand in a ring
They play the same old thing
And when the leader pulls a string
They drop their horns and sing
La, La, La, La, La
Such a pretty melody
La, La, La, La, La
Like the birdies in the tree
La, La, La, La, La
Everybody sing with me
Oh that music is so grand
From the little German Band
Toot Toot Toot, Toot Toot Toot
The bass horn fella is the best
Now he can almost drown the rest
They don't play something new
They blow until they're blue
And when you think there through
They'll sing a line or two
La, La, La, La, La
Such a pretty melody
La, La, La, La, La
Like the birdies in the tree
La, La, La, La, La
Everybody sing with us
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La La, La
Dinsdag 29 april 1975
Charlie & Fred
