Dinsdag 19 augustus 1975
Man With The Mandolin
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Man With The Mandolin
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Dinsdag 19 augustus 1975
Child Of Babylon
Child Of Babylon
Composer(s): David Coverdale - Bernie Marsden
First release by: Whitesnake - 1981
When I heard the sound of thunder
On the day that I was born
I was blinded by the lighting
An' baptised in the storm
My father started crying
When he saw what he had done
But, my mother started praying
Have mercy on my son
He is a child of Babylon
I am a child of Babylon
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
I am a child
A child of Babylon
When I've fooled around so many times
When I've known it ain't been right
But, I paint it all in colours
When it really should be black and white
I sail my ship through muddy waters
Try to open every door
When I saw the seven wonders
It left me wanting more
I am a child of Babylon
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child
A child of Babylon
On my day of judgement
I know how it will be
I'm prepared to meet my maker
With no hope for charity
I'll stand alone and pay the price
For everything I've done
'Cos there ain't guardian angel
For a child of Babylon
I am a child
A child of Babylon
I am a child of Babylon
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child
A child of Babylon
Child of Babylon
Dinsdag 19 augustus 1975
Real Man
Real Man
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
Performer(s): Todd Rundgren
When I was a child
I thought as a child
I spoke as a child
I didn't know better
But now I'm a man
I look like a man
I'm old as a man
And I should know better
Got my head in the sky
And my mind knows what it wants
But my body just drags me down
And my world is something you can't see
But it's still very real to me
You can find it in the whole where I keep my soul
There it is - way down inside me
There's a real man
Forget about my body and be a real man
I see with my heart
I hear with my heart
I feel with my heart
Sometimes it works better
And some so-called friends put me down
And they pity me for trying
Bad emotions push me around
But the vision shines on and on
It will shine when we all are gone
And I'd like to add a little sparkle while I'm here
Light it up - way down inside me
There's a real man
Forget about bad feelings and be real man
Some men's world is only hate and money
Afraid of everything and they laugh at nothing
And they only live to criticize
You can laugh at me now
But the time comes to everybody
And you must decide
When that day finally comes along
You might wish you'd been a little more strong
Then you'll wake up in the morning cryin'
"oh my God"
There it is - way down inside me
It's a real man
You got to grow up sometime
Be a real man
Suffer them slings and arrows
Be a real man
Don't sell yourself for nothing
Be a real man
Don't take no crap from no one
Be a real man
Get your trip together
Be a real man
Maandag 18 augustus 1975
Brave Strangers
Brave Strangers
((French Version: Deux Étrangers (Johnny Hallyday) - 1981))
Composer(s): Bob Seger
First release by: Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band - 1978
Nights were warm
Dreams were easy
No one standing overhead
Conversation didn't mean much
We were hungry but could not be fed
Radio blasting silly little love songs
We only listened for the beat
Taking our chances
Out there on the mean streets
Hiding in the shadows from the heat
We weren't lovers just brave strangers
As we fought and we tumbled
through the night
We were players not arrangers
As we jammed till the dawn's early light
Swimming in the big lake
Taking it easy
Taking any comfort we could find
Didn't need the real truth
Didn't need the meaning
Straight ahead ignoring every sign
Every sign
And oh I remember I know you do too
Oh that one evening
I know you do too
Baby
I know you remember it too
The moon was high
Moon was flying high
We were hiding in the backwoods
Hiding out in the backwoods
With the moon flying high
My hand was shaking
And you took my hand
And it went all right
And it went all right
It went all right
So we walked out hardly speaking
Disappearing in the night
Saw each other a few times after
But we never really got it right
We weren't lovers just brave strangers
As we rolled and we tumbled
through the night
We were players not arrangers
And we jammed till the
dawn's early light
Maandag 18 augustus 1975
Child In Time
Child In Time
((Adapted from: Bombay Calling (It's A Beautiful Day) - 1969))
Composer(s): Roger Glover - Richard Blackmore - Ian Gillan - Jon Lord - Ian Paice - David LaFlamme - James Vincent Wallace
Performer(s): Deep Purple - 1970
and multiple other artists
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between the good and the bad
see the blind man, he's shooting at the world
the bullets flying, they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
and you've not been hit by flying lead
you'd better close your eyes
you'd better bow your head
wait for the ricochet
oooh
I'm crying for yoy day and night
oooh
aaah
I wanna hear you say
aaah
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between the good of us and the bad of us
see the blind man, he's shooting at the world
the bullets flying, they're killing everyone
if you've been bad, Lord I bet you have
and you've not been hit by flying lead
you'd better close your eyes
you'd better bow your head
wait for the ricochet
oooh
I wanna be inside you
oooh
aaah
I gotta hear you sing
aaah
Maandag 18 augustus 1975
Real Love (The Beatles)
Real Love
Composer(s): John Lennon
Performer(s): The Beatles
All my little plans and schemes
lost like some forgotten dreams
seems that all I really was doing
was waiting for you
Just like little girls and boys
playing with their little toys
Seems like all they really were doing
was waiting for love
Don't need to be alone
no need to be alone
It's real love, it's real
Yes it's real love, it's real
From this moment on I know
exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
was waiting for love
Don't need to be afraid
no need to be afraid
It's real love, it's real
Yes it's real love, it's real
Thought I'd been in love before
but in my heart, I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
was waiting for you
Don't need to be alone
don't need to be alone
It's real love, it's real
It's real love, it's real
Yes it's real love, it's real
It's real love, it's real
Yes it's real love, it's real
It's real love, it's real
Yes it's real love, it's real
It's real love, it's real
Zondag 17 augustus 1975
The Man With The Golden Gun
The Man With The Golden Gun
Composer(s): John Barry - Don Black
First release by: Lulu - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
He has a powerful weapon
He charges a million a shot
An assassin that's second to none
The man with the golden gun
Lurking in some darkened doorway
Or crouched on a roof top somewhere
In the next room, or this very one
The man with the golden gun
Love is required whenever he's hired
It comes just before the kill
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
For his million dollar skill
One golden shot means another poor victim
Has come to a glittering end
For a price, he'll erase anyone
The man with the golden gun
His eye may be on you or me
Who will he bang?
We shall see
Oh yeah!
Love is required whenever he's hired
It comes just before the kill
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
For his million dollar skill
One golden shot means another poor victim
Has come to a glittering end
If you want to get rid of someone
The man with the golden gun
Will get it done
He'll shoot anyone
With his golden gun
Zondag 17 augustus 1975
Child For A Day
Child For A Day
Composer(s): David Gordon - Paul Travis
Performer(s): Cat Stevens
I was a child
Who ran full of laughter
I was a child who lived for today
My eyes full of sunshine
My heart full of smiles
I was a child for a day
We were the children
Who sang in the morning
We were the children
Who laughed at the sun
Who listened to those who spoke with their wisdom
We are the ones we would say, but
We're getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday
We are the men who worry of nothing
We are the men who fight without aim
We listen to no one, yet speak of our wisdom
We are the pawns in the game
We're getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday
I was a child
Who ran full of laughter
I was a child who lived for today
My eyes full of sunshine
My heart full of smiles
I was a child for a day
We're getting older as time goes by
A little older with everyday
We were the children of yesterday
Zondag 17 augustus 1975
Real Love (Ruby Murray)
Real Love
Composer(s): Darin; Harris
Performer(s): Ruby Murray
Real love, la la la la la la la la
You don’t have to buy me diamonds
You don’t have to buy me clothes
All I want from you is real love
The kind of love that grows and grows
La la la la la la la la
You don’t have to buy me flowers
Or pretty ribbons for my hair
All I want from you is real love
The kind of love that we can share
Real love, oh let it be real love
I only feel love whenever you’re near
La la la la la la la la
We don’t need a fancy wedding
On a special day in spring
All I want from you is real love
Wrapped up in a tiny ring
Real love, oh let it be real love
I only feel love whenever you’re near
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
We don’t need a fancy wedding
On a special day in spring
All I want from you is real love
Wrapped up in a tiny ring
La la la la la la la la la
Zaterdag 16 augustus 1975
Man With The Banjo
Man With The Banjo
Composer(s): Robert Mellin - Fritz Shulz Reichel
Performer(s): The Ames Brothers
Who's that comin', who's that strummin'?
That's the man with the banjo
For a penny, he'll play any song
That's happy and gay
Folks all smile and stop awhile
Because the man with the banjo
Makes their troubles burst like bubbles
Chasing worries away
See the children running after
While he plays his merry song
All their hearts are filled with laughter
As they tag along
Shadows fallin', sandman's callin'
here goes the man with the banjo
Gaily hummin', softly strummin'
On his merry old way
See the children running after
While he plays his merry song
All their hearts are filled with laughter
As they tag along
Shadows fallin', sandman's callin'
here goes the man with the banjo
Gaily hummin', softly strummin'
On his merry old way
Zaterdag 16 augustus 1975
Chico Marginado
Chico Marginado
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
No quiero estudiar, ni ir a trabajar
vivo al borde de la ciudad
entre fábrica y smog
y un barrio abandonado
Me quiero volar, tengo que escapar
la autopista voy a cruzar
es que mi amor, amor, amor
vive del otro lado
Ah! Te pasaré a buscar
rodando en mi bici
y sin quitar los pies del pedal
Ah! El viento empujará
Vos adelante y yo por atrás
Así no más...
Tengo que pelear, no puedo esperar
como un mendigo y su pan
mientras Buenos Aires
me ató de pies y manos
Alguien para ver, alguien para amar
alguien que me invite a pasar
no le tengas miedo, no
a un chico marginado
Ah! Yo me sentí tan mal
cuando encontré 100 dólares
en el uniforme de tu papá
Ah! Con tanta soledad
es que el esfuerzo humano mi amor
no tiene, no, buenos modales
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
Ah! Te pasaré a buscar
rodando en mi bici
y sin quitar los pies del pedal
Ah! Con tanta soledad
es que el esfuerzo humano mi amor
no tiene, no, buenos modales
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
Zaterdag 16 augustus 1975
Real Live Girl
Real Live Girl
Composer(s): Cy Coleman; Carolyn Leigh
Performer(s): Matt Monro;
and various other artists
Pardon me miss
but I've never done this
with a real live girl
what could be harmful
in holding an armful
of a real live girl
pardon me if you're affectionate squeeze
fogs up my goggles and
buckels my knees
I'm simply drown in the sight, and the sounds
and the scent and the feel
of a real live girl
nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
by a real live girl
dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
of a real live girl
girl's were to girlish
was once my belief
whata reversal and what a relief
I'll take the flowering hat
and the towering hill
and the squeal of a real live girl
I've seen photographs and faximilies
that have set my heart off in a whirl
but I over look everyone in the book
for a real live girl
take your vernecion or romanaprrection
ideal live girl
go be a hold out for Helen of Troy
I am a healthy American Boy
and I rather gape at the dear little shape of the stir
and the kill of a real live girl
full time, occasional all operational girl
Vrijdag 15 augustus 1975
The Man Who Sold The World
The Man Who Sold The World
Composer(s): David Bowie
First release by: David Bowie - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
We passed upon the stairs, we spoke in walls and web
Although I wasn`t there, he said I was his friend, which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died --- a long a long, long time ago
Oh no, not me, we never lost control
The face to face of a man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched a far the land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazy stare
We walked a million hills
I must have died --- a long a long, long time ago
Who knows not me
I never lost control
You`re face to face with the man who sold the world
Vrijdag 15 augustus 1975
Chickery Chick
Chickery Chick
Composer(s): Sidney Lippman - Sylvia Dee
Performer(s): Sammy Kaye
and multiple other artists
Once there lived a chicken who would say
"Chick-chick, chick-chick" all day
Soon that chick got sick and tired of just "chick-chick"
So one morning he started to say
Chickery chick, cha-la, cha-la
Check-a-la romey in a bananika
Bollika, wollika, can't you see
Chickery chick is me
Every time you're sick and tired of just the same old thing
Sayin' just the same old words all day
Be just like the chicken who found something new to sing
Open up your mouth and start to say
Oh! Chickery chick, cha-la, cha-la
Check-a-la romey in a bananika
Bollika, wollika, can't you see
Chickery chick is me
Vrijdag 15 augustus 1975
Real American
Real American
Composer(s): Rick Derringer; Bernard Kenny
Performer(s): Rick Derringer
When it comes crashing down and it hurts inside
you gotta take a stand
it don't hurt to hide
if you hurt my friends then you hurt my pride
I gotta be a man
I cant let it slide
Chorus
I am a real American
fight for the rights of every man
I'm a real American
fight for what's right
fight for your life
I feel strong for very long
I don't take trouble for very long
I've got something deep inside of me
courage is the thing that sets us free
Repeat chorus x2
If you hurt my friends then you hurt my pride
I gotta be a man
I can't let them slide
Repeat chorus x4
Donderdag 14 augustus 1975
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: The Fairmount Singers - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
When Liberty Valance rode to town
The women folk would hide, they'd hide
When Liberty Valance walked around
The men would step aside
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good
From out of the East a stranger came
A law book in his hand, a man
The kind of a man the west would need
To tame a troubled land
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good
Many a man would face his gun
And many a man would fall
The man who shot Liberty Valance
He shot Liberty Valance
He was the bravest of them all
The love of a girl can make a man
Stay on when he should go, stay on
Just tryin' to build a peaceful live
Where love is free to grow
But the point of a fun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When the final showdown came at last
A law book was no good
Alone and afraid she prayed that he'd
Return that fateful night, that night
When nothing she said could keep her man
From going out to fight
From the moment a girl gets to be full grown
The very first thing she learns
When two men go out to face each other, only one returns
Everyone heard two shots ring out
One shot made Liberty fall
The man who shot Liberty Valance
He shot Liberty Valance
He was the bravest of them all
Donderdag 14 augustus 1975
Chicken Pot Pie
Chicken Pot Pie
Performer(s): Weird Al Yankovic
When we were young, Bernie's Deli was down the block
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
He made a great liver pate
(You know he did, you know he did, you know he did)
But if there's one thing in this world that I like better
Than a corned beef on rye
It's Chicken Pot Pie
Chicken Pot Pie
Donderdag 14 augustus 1975
Ready, Willing And Able
Ready, Willing And Able
Composer(s): Dick Gleason; Floyd Huddeston; Al Rinker
Performer(s): Doris Day; Mike Smith
I'm ready, willing and able
And honey, now it's up to you
So lay your cards on the table
And tell me what you plan to do
I'm ready, able and willing
To join you in a little fun
But I won't take second billing
I've got to be your number one
I'm ready to give you my heart, dear
I'm willing to hand you the key
And I'm able to say from the start, dear
It's never belonged to anyone else but me
Oh, I'm ready, I'm willing and able
So if you want a love that's true
Just lay your cards on the table
'Cause honey, now it's up to you
I'm ready
Oh yes, you know I'm ready, baby
I'm able
Oh yes, you know I'm able, baby
I'm willing
Oh yes, you know I'm willing, baby
Now I've stated my condition
I've got lots of ammunition
Ready, willing and I'm able
So if you want a love that's true
Just lay your cards on the table
'Cause honey
Honey, now it's up to you
Woensdag 13 augustus 1975
The Man Who Broke The Bank At Monte Carlo
The Man Who Broke The Bank At Monte Carlo
Performer(s): Charles Coburn
I've just got here, thro' Paris, from the sunny southern shore
I to Monte Carlo went, just to raise my winter's rent
Dame Fortune smil'd upon me as she'd never done before
And I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent
Yes, I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent
I stay indoors till after lunch, and then my daily walk
To the great Triumphal Arch is one grand Triumphal march
Observ'd by each observer with the keenness of a hawk
I'm mass of money, linen, silk and starch
I'm mass of money, linen, silk and starch
I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo hell
Till they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew
So I quickly went to Parie for the charms of mad'moiselle
Who's the load-stone of my heart
What can I do?
When with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true?
As I walk along the Bois Boolong, with an independent air
You can hear them sigh and wish to die
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo
Woensdag 13 augustus 1975
Chicken Little Baby
