Maandag 27 december 2010
La Casa Degli Angeli
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La Casa Degli Angeli
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Zondag 26 december 2010
The Odd Couple
The Odd Couple
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Neal Hefti
First release by: Larry Carlton - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
No matter where they go, they are known as The Couple
They're never seen alone, so they're known as The Couple
As I've indicated, they are never quite separated
They are peas in a pod!
Don't you think that it's Odd?
Their habits, I confess, non can guess with The Couple
If one says no, it's yes, more or less with The Couple
But they're laugh-provoking
Yet they really don't know they're joking
Don't you find, when love is blind
It's kind of Odd?
Don't you think it's Odd?
Don't you think it's Odd?
Don't you think it's Odd?
Zaterdag 25 december 2010
Ocean
Ocean
Composer(s): Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Here comes the ocean
and the waves down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
and the waves where have they been
Silver and black lit night, here's to a stealer's night
an empty splendid castle
Glowering alone at night, the princess has had a fight
madness seeks out a lover
And here come the waves
down by the shore
Washing the soul of the body
that comes from the depth of the sea
Here comes the ocean
and the waves down by the sea
Here comes the ocean
and the waves where have they been
Don't swim tonight my love, the tide is out my love
Malcolm's curse haunts our family
Odious loud and rich, ruler of filthy seas
revel in heaven's justice
And here come the waves
and save for a scream
There's much like a song to be heard
in the wind that blows by the sea
Like the wind
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Here come the waves
Vrijdag 24 december 2010
Je Suis Heureuse
Je Suis Heureuse
((Adapted from: With You I'm Born Again (Billy Preston & Syreeta Wright) - 1979))
((German Version: Die Welt Ist Neu (Mireille Mathieu) - 1981))
Composer(s): David Shire - Carol Conners
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu - 1982
Avec lui commence une nouvelle naissance
et pour la première fois je suis heureuse
On peut vivre ensemble de janvier jusqu'à décembre
le temps ne nous change pas
je suis heureuse
C'est comme un enfant un peu trop beau
ça ne se dit pas avec des mots
Avec lui j'existe
il m'empêche d'être triste
une ligne dans ma main déjà se creuse
Et tout simplement je suis heureuse
Quand l'espoir me quitte
quand j'ai peur ou quand j'hésite
il me montre le chemin
je suis heureuse
Nous pourrons construire des montagnes et des empires
le long de nos lendemains
je suis heureuse
C'est comme un enfant un peu trop beau
ça ne se dit pas avec des mots
Les amis que j'aime
comprenez-vous pourquoi je l'aime
c'est grâce à lui que je dis je suis heureuse
C'est avec lui que je suis heureuse
Donderdag 23 december 2010
The Obvious Child
The Obvious Child
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Paul Simon; PhillyBloco
I’m accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I’m a dog who’s lost it’s bite
I don’t expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don’t expect to sleep through the night
Some people say a lie’s a lie’s a lie
But I say why
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?
And in remembering a road sign
I am remembering a girl when I was young
And we said these songs are true
These days are ours
These tears are free
And hey
The cross is in the ballpark
The cross is in the ballpark
We had a lot of fun
We had a lot of money
We had a little son and we thought we’d call him sonny
Sonny gets married and moves away
Sonny has a baby and bills to pay
Sonny gets sunnier
Day by day by day by day
I’ve been waking up at sunrise
I’ve been following the light across my room
I watch the night receive the room of my day
Some people say the sky is just the sky
But I say
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it’s strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny’s yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair
Well I’m accustomed to a smoother ride
Maybe I’m a dog that’s lost his bite
I don’t expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don’t expect to sleep the night
Some people say a lie is just a lie
But I say the cross is in the ballpark
Why deny the obvious child?
Woensdag 22 december 2010
Object Of My Affection
Object Of My Affection
Composer(s): Jimmie Grier - Coy Poe - Pinky Tomlin
Performer(s): Boswell Sisters
and multiple other artists
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion
From white to a rosy read
Anytime she holds my hand and tells me that she's mine
There are many girls who can thrill me
And some who can chill me
But I'll just hang around
And keep acting like a clown
Until she says she's mine
Now I'm not afraid that she'll leave me
She's not the kind who takes a dare
But instead I trust her implicitly
She can go where she wants to go
Do what she wants to do
I don't care
The object of my affection
Can change my complexion
From white to a rosy read
Anytime she holds my hand and tells me that she's mine
Dinsdag 21 december 2010
The Northern Lights Of Old Aberdeen
The Northern Lights Of Old Aberdeen
Composer(s): Traditional - M. Webb
Performer(s): Innes Tartan Band
and multiple other artists
When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad
My mother said to me
Come see the Northern Lights my boy
They' re bright as they can be
She called them the heavenly dancers
Merry dancers in the sky
I'll never forget, that wonderful sight
They made the heav ens bright
The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen
Mean home sweet home to me
The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen
Are what I long to see
I’ve been a wanderer all of my life
Any many a sight I've seen
God speed the day when l' m on my way
To my home in Aberdeen
I've wandered in many far-off lands
And travelled many a mile
I've missed the folk I cherished most
The joy of a friendly smile
It warms up the heart of a wand'rer
The clasp of a welcoming hand
To greet me when, I return
Home to my native land
The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen
Mean home sweet home to me
The Northern Lights of old Aberdeen
Are what I long to see
I’ve been a wanderer all of my life
Any many a sight I've seen
God speed the day when l' m on my way
To my home in Aberdeen
Maandag 20 december 2010
The Night's Too Long
The Night's Too Long
Composer(s): Lucinda Williams
Performer(s): Lucinda Williams
Sylvia was workin' as a waitress in Beaumont
She said I'm movin' away, I'm gonna get what I want
I'm tired of these small-town boys that don't move fast enough
I'm gonna find me one who wears a leather jacket and likes his livin' rough
So she saved her tips and overtime and bought an old rusty car
She sold most everything she had to make a brand new start
She said I won't be needing these silly dresses and nylon hose
'Cause when I get to where I'm goin' I'm gonna buy me all new clothes
The night's too long; It just drags on and on
And then there's never enough
That's when the sun starts comin' up
Don't let go of her hand
You just might be the right man
She loves the night
She loves the night
She doesn't want the night
Don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
She works in an office now and she guesses the pays all right
She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
And as soon as she gets home from work she wants to be out with the crowd
Where she can dance and toss her head back and laugh out loud
Well the music's playin' fast and they just met
He presses up against her and his shirt's all soaked with sweat
And with her back against the bar she can listen to the band
And she's holdin' a Corona and it's cold against her hand
The night's too long; It just drags on and on
And then there's never enough
That's when the sun starts comin' up
Don't let go of her hand
You just might be the right man
She loves the night
She loves the night
She doesn't want the night
Don't want it to end
Don't want it to end
Zondag 19 december 2010
The Nightfly
The Nightfly
Composer(s): Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Donald Fagen
I'm Lester the Nightfly
Hello Baton Rouge
Won't you turn your radio down
Respect the seven second delay we use
So you say there's a race
Of men in the trees
You're for tough legislation
Thanks for calling
I wait all night for calls like these
An independent station
WJAZ
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of Mt. Belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line till the sun comes through the skylight
I've got plenty of java
And Chesterfield Kings
But I feel like crying
I wish I had a heart like ice
Heart like ice
If you want your honey
To look super swell
You must spring for that little blue jar
Patton's Kiss And Tell
Kiss And Tell
An independent station
WJAZ
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of Mt. Belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line till the sun comes through the skylight
You'd never believe it
But once there was a time
When love was in my life
I sometimes wonder
What happened to that flame
The answer's still the same
It was you you it was you
Tonight you're still on my mind
An independent station
WJAZ
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of Mt. Belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line till the sun comes through the skylight
Zaterdag 18 december 2010
The Night We Called It A Day
The Night We Called It A Day
Composer(s): Tom Adair - Matt Dennis
First release by: Jo Stafford - 1942
Covered by multiple other artists
There was a moon out in space
But a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way
The night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres
Like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray
The night we called it a day
Soft through the dark, the hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song, no bluer was he than I
The moon went down, stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
Donderdag 16 december 2010
The Night They Invented Champagne
The Night They Invented Champagne
Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
Performer(s): Betty Wand, Hermione Gingold, Leslie Caron, Louis Jourdan
and multiple other artists
Gigi: What time tomorrow will we get there?
Can I watch you play roulette?
May I stay up late for supper?
Is it awfully awfully upper?
Mamita: Gigi! You'll drive us wild!
Stop! You silly child!
Gigi: Is everybody celebrated
full of sin and dissipated?
Is it hot enough to blister?
Will I be your little sister?
Mamita: Gigi! You are absurd!
Now not another word! Gigi!
Gaston: Let her gush and jabber
Let her be enthused
I cannot remember
when I have been more amused
Mamita: Stop it!
Gigi: The night they invented champagne
It's plain as it can be
They thought of you and me
The night they invented champagne
They absolutely knew
that all we'd want to do
Is fly to the sky on champagne
And shout to everyone in sight
That since the world began
no woman or a man
has ever been as happy as we are tonight!
Gaston: The night they invented champagne (pop)
G & G: It's plain as it can be
They thought of you and me
The night they invented champagne
They absolutely knew
that all we'd want to do
Is fly to the sky on champagne
And shout to everyone in sight (pop)
That since the world began
no woman or a man
has ever been as happy as we are tonight! (pop)
Woensdag 15 december 2010
That Cat Is High
That Cat Is High
Composer(s): J. Mayo Williams
Performer(s): Manhattan Transfer
and multiple other artists
Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew! (Oh yeah, yeah)
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
On man he's high
The cats higher than a kite
When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet
Man he's high
I said that cat is high
Yes he's high
Man he's higher than a kite
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
You know I wouldn't lie
That cat is higher than a kite
Boys he's high
Oh look at them two black eyes
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
When you see him tippin'
Round and round the block
Oh you know that cat he's very beat
Hip clean down to his socks
That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
Yeah!
"Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"
When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet
Man he's high
Yes he's high
My oh my
The cat's higher than a kite
He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
He's high (He's high)
He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan!
Well I know that cat is high!
Hee hee -- yeah!
That's right!
Dinsdag 14 december 2010
Chicka Boom
Chicka Boom
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; Mitch Miller, His Orch. & Chorus
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shoes paddy-wack in front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom
It was way up in Alaska
And the moment that I passed her
In my heart a little bugle blew attack
Though I knew I should resist her
I walked up to her and kissed her
And she didn't slap my face, she kissed me back
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shooes paddy-wack in front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom
Told me she was from Seattle
Where her Daddy raises cattle
But she's far away from home and so forlorn
Said the Yukon had her freezin'
And it would be mighty pleasin'
If I'd hug her once or twice to keep her warm
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shooes paddy-wack in the front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom
Oh, for her love I'd swim to China
But I'm not a rich goldminer
I can't give her things like rings an' fancy furs
But I'm still not gonna back-up
Gonna paint my little shack up
I'll tell her if she wants it, well it's hers
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
(Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back)
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, chicka-boom, chicka-rack
(Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, chicka-boom, chicka-rack)
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Boom, chicka-rack
Boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom
Maandag 13 december 2010
Thanks To The Rolling Sea
Thanks To The Rolling Sea
Composer(s): Ruth Batchelor - Bob Roberts
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1962
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Fish on the table and fish on the fire, fried fish hanging on the tree
Everything here that your heart desires, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
Living is good and living is fine, were happy as can be
We owe all this to the salty brine, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
We work all day but our hearts are gay, and while we work we sing
The mighty sea is good to us and weve got everything
Abalone steaks and tuna fish cakes, taste so heavenly
We know who we owe it to, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Zondag 12 december 2010
Thanks For The Mem'ries
Thanks For The Mem'ries
Composer(s): Jerry Crutchfield
Performer(s): Barbara Fairchild
Your kiss is the morning dew that makes my roses grow
And the way I feel about you I want the whole wide world to know
When I snuggle in your arms in the middle of the night
I love all the things you say and the way you treat me right
So I'll say...
(Thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those loving mem'ries
(Memories)
That I take to bed with me each night
(I'm saying thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those wonderful mem'ries
That help to make each day go just right
Each day brings a brand new world but your love stays the same
I'm so thankful that you're mine because you never seem to change
And then when the nighttime comes you know what I'm thinking of
And for all you mean to me and the sweetness of your love, I'm saying...
(Thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those loving mem'ries
(Memories)
That I take to bed with me each night
(I'm saying thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those wonderful mem'ries
That help to make each day go just right
Zaterdag 11 december 2010
Thanks For The Memory
Thanks For The Memory
Composer(s): Ralph Rainger - Leo Robin
First performance by: Bob Hope & Shirley Ross - 1938
Covered by multiple other artists
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse
Nothing in my purse
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse
How lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid
How lovely it was
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
I wonder if we did the right thing
Oh, well, that's life, I guess
I love your dress
Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Of rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
Thank you so much
Thanks for the memory
Of tinkling temple bells
Alma mater yells
And Cuban rum
And towels from
The very best hotels
Oh how lovely it was
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor
Hash with Dinty Moore
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore
We said goodbye with a highball
Then I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us
Strictly entire nous
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Thank you
Thank you so much
Vrijdag 10 december 2010
Chicago Style
Chicago Style
Composer(s): Johnny Burke - Jimmy Van Heusen
Performer(s): Bob Hope & Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists
Bing: Look out!
Bob: You ready for this?
Who's that comin' down the thoroughfare
The sunshine flashin' on his ring
Bowin' left and right and here and there
That's Chester, the trombone king
He gets his shirts straight from Paris
Cigarettes from the Nile
He tallks like a 'eyebrow', but he plays Chicago style
He gets his shoes made in London
And they're real crocodile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
Bob: And he sometimes plays sweet
Bing: Hup-toodle-oodle-oodle-dee-ooo
Both: But sweet or hot, he's always got
That real gut-bucket beat
He's got a neat Latin moustache
And the girls love his smile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
A trombone made in Newark
Played in Chicago style
Chicago style
Chicago style
Bing: He gets his neckties from Naples
And his socks from Argyle
Speaks Oxford English, but he plays Chicago style
Bing: Wears a stickpin from Rio, are you listenin'
You can see it for a mile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
Bob: And he sometimes plays sweet
Bing: Uncle Jake's weary blues
Both: But sweet or hot, he's always got
That real gut-bucket beat
He likes New York for the Opera
And gets two on the aisle
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
A trombone made in Newark
Played in Chicago style
Bing: Yes sir
Bob: Hey-hey
Both: A trombone played Chicago style
Donderdag 9 december 2010
Thanks A Million
Thanks A Million
Performer(s): Hildegarde
Thanks a million – a million thanks to you
For everything that love could bring you brought to me
How can I convey it all – I don’t want to bore you
Oh, it’s so hard to say it all, standing here before you
There’s so very much to say in so many ways
But I’ve found a different way in a current phrase
Oh, thanks a million – a million thanks to you
For everything that love could bring you brought to me
Each tender love word you happened to say
Is hidden away in memory’s bouquet
Oh, thanks a million, for I remember, too
The tenderness that your caresses taught me
You made a million dreams come true
And so I’m saying thanks a million to you
Yes, thanks a million to you
Woensdag 8 december 2010
Thanks A Lot
Thanks A Lot
Composer(s): Eddie Miller - Don Sessions
First release by: Ernest Tubb and His Texas Troubadours - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot
You told our friends as I was passing by
That you’re not sorry that you made me cry
You said I deserved just what I got
Well if that’s how you feel baby thanks a lot
Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot
You wanted a fool and I played the part
Now all I’ve got is a broken heart
We loved a little and laughed a lot
Then you were gone Honey thanks a lot
Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot
Dinsdag 7 december 2010
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