Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Only So Much Oil On The Ground
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Only So Much Oil On The Ground
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Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Cotidiano (Portuguese Version - Chico Buarque)
Cotidiano
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
and multiple other artists
Todo dia ela faz tudo sempre igual
Me sacode às seis horas da manhã
Me sorri um sorriso pontual
E me beija com a boca de hortelã
Todo dia ela diz que é pra eu me cuidar
E essas coisas que diz toda mulher
Diz que está me esperando pro jantar
E me beija com a boca de café
Todo dia eu só penso em poder parar
Meio-dia eu só penso em dizer não
Depois penso na vida pra levar
E me calo com a boca de feijão
Seis da tarde como era de se esperar
Ela pega e me espera no portão
Diz que está muito louca pra beijar
E me beija com a boca de paixão
Toda noite ela diz pra eu não me afastar
Meia-noite ela jura eterno amor
E me aperta pra eu quase sufocar
E me morde com a boca de pavor
Todo dia ela faz tudo sempre igual
Me sacode às seis horas da manhã
Me sorri um sorriso pontual
E me beija com a boca de hortelã
Woensdag 15 juni 1977
Jack Daniel's, If You Please
Jack Daniel's, If You Please
Composer(s): David Allan Coe
Performer(s): David Allan Coe;
PJ Elliott; Michael Buffalo Smith
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Cigarettes and whiskey
Call my shaking hand
I just lost a lover
To a one night stand
Something temporary
Too late I had learned
Someone from the past
Said it couldn't last
A bridge she could burn
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Promises were broken
Dreams were left to die
Empty words were spoken
Tears were in our eyes
Something temporary
Those tears will fade away
Do the best you can
Help me understand
These games that people play
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You're the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
You can kill this pain
That's driving me insane
Since my baby's gone
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
There's Something About That Name
There's Something About That Name
Composer(s): Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither
Performer(s): Bill Gaither
and multiple other artists
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
There's just something about that name
Master, Savior, Jesus
Like the fragrance after the rain
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Let all heaven and earth proclaim
Kings and kingdoms shall all pass away
But there's something about that name
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
Côté Banjo, Côté Violon
Côté Banjo, Côté Violon
Composer(s): Joe Dassin - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Je suis né dans une ville où tout est haut
Sous les cinquante étoiles d'un drapeau
Mon enfance joue quelque part dans la nuit
Sur un palier d'escalier d'incendie
Mais c'est en France que j'ai eu mes quinze ans
Soirs de danses, baisers de débutants
La première place en anglais
Le premier amour en français
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay
Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai
Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs
Mais d'ici côté cœur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel
Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles
Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois
Mais d'ici côté toi
Certains vont à Cannes pour finir leur vie
D'autres se rangent en Californie
Mais quand viendra l'heure de me retirer
Je serais sans doute bien embêté
A moins peut-être que j'aille passer gaiement
Ma retraite sur voilier tout blanc
Et couler des jours pacifiques
Au milieu du ciel atlantique
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay
Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai
Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs
Mais d'ici côté cœur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel
Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles
Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois
Mais d'ici côté toi
Dinsdag 14 juni 1977
Jack And The Beanstalk
Jack And The Beanstalk
There goes Jack the reckless fool
Scootin' up the beanstalk, and with another fool
Maybe tonight the two
Will be bottled in alcohool
There goes Jack, the village loon
And almost up the beanstalk, scamperin' to the moon
Doesn't know what he's doin'
He's hurrying to his ruin
No giant finds it bothersome
To grapple with a midget
He'll pinion Jack beneath his thumb
And spank him with a digit
Spank him with a digit
Jack and the Beanstalk
We'll long remember when
He shinnied up the stalk
To beard a giant in his den
Once up the beanstalk
If Jack is set upon
Then Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Or Jack you're good as gone
Up, up, up, up, there he goes
Up to where nobody knows
Long is the beanstalk
And short is little Jack
The long and short of it is
Is he ever coming back?
Jack and the beanstalk, there goes Jack
But is Jack ever coming back?
I'll be back and when I've reappeared
With the Giant by the beard
You will tell the kids the legend of
The famous Giant Killer, Jack!
Jack and the beanstalk
Maandag 13 juni 1977
There's No You
There's No You
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
I feel the autumn breeze
It steals cross my pillow
As soft as a will-o'-the-wisp
And in its song there is sadness because
There's no you
The lonely autumn trees
How softly they're sighing
For summer is dying they know
That in my heart there's no gladness because
There's no you
The park that we walked in
The garden we talked in
How lonesome they seem in the fall
The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover
Our favorite nook in the wall
In spring we'll meet again
We'll kiss and recapture
The summertime rapture
We knew
And from that day never more will I say
There's no you
The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover
Our favorite nook in the wall
In spring we'll meet again
We'll kiss and recapture
The summertime rapture
We knew
And from that day never more will I say
There's no you
Maandag 13 juni 1977
Costumbres
Costumbres
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael
Costumbres, viejas costumbres
No dejan al mundo correr
Costumbres, viejas costumbres
Nos atan de manos y pies
Razones sin fundamentos
Caminos que hay que recorrer
Los quieras o no los quieras
Pues son costumbres de ayer
El hombre lleva cadenas
Que el mundo le pone al nacer
Costumbres que son cadenas
Cadenas que no se ven
Un día le cuelgan un nombre
Que carga una vida con él
Le guste o no le guste
No importa su parecer
Después le enseñan lo mismo
Que a éste, que a ése o aquel
Le enseñan viejas costumbres
Que aprendes sin saber por qué
Y el día que quiere ser libre
E intenta volar, volar y correr
Se acuerda de las costumbres
Y vuelve a lo mismo otra vez
Maandag 13 juni 1977
Jack And Jill
Jack And Jill
Composer(s): Ray Parker Jr.
Performer(s): Raydio
Jack {Jack}
Wanting someone to feel {Feel}
Sat up on the hill {Hill}
And waited all day for Jill
Jill {Jill}
Always away from home {Home}
Never bothering to phone {Phone}
Always leavin’ poor Jack alone!
Now why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill!)
‘Cause he needed love
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Oh, yes, he did!)
Why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!)
He needed love (Oh, yes, he did)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill!
Jack {Jack}
Like Little Red Riding Hood, {Hood}
Always tryin’ to do good {Good}
Waited as long as he could!
Jill {Jill}
Is it right or wrong {Wrong}
For Jack to carry on {On}
If you leave him home too long?
Now why do you think
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!)
He needed love (Sweet love!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Ah, sweet, sweet love, uh-huh!)
Why do you think (Hey...ha)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!)
He needed love (Oh, yes, he did!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Yeah, oh!)
{Jack}
{Jill}
{Jack}
{Jill}
Now why do you think (Why do you think?)
Jack snuck down the hill? (Why do you think he snuck down the hill?)
‘Cause he needed love (He needed love)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (Yes, he did)
Now why do you think (He got down on his right knee!)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He had mud on his hands)
He needed love (And he crawled and he crawled)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (And he crawled for so long!)
Now why do you think (Hey...)
Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!)
‘Cause he needed love (He needed love!)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill! (He wanted sweet, sweet love, yeah!)
Now why do you think (Ooh...ooh...ooh...yeah!)
Jack snuck down the hill? (Oh...oh...oh...yeah!)
He needed love (Oh...oh...oh...yeah)
{He needed} Love he couldn’t get from Jill!
(Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh....ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...)
Now why do you think...
Zondag 12 juni 1977
There's Only One Pal After All
There's Only One Pal After All
Composer(s): Harold G. Frost - F. Henri Klickmann
A pal in need is a pal indeed
But there's only one pal life can hold
To share your schemes and beautiful dreams
With a heart of purest gold
The years have flown like the pals I've known
And there's only one thing left to do
I'll journey back to the rose covered shack
And the pal who's always true
When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue
And your pathways are drifting apart
When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end
Only causes an ache in your heart
When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest
Don't forget, when your dream castles fall
God gave you one mother and never another
There's only one pal after all
When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue
And your pathways are drifting apart
When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end
Only causes an ache in your heart
When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest
Don't forget, when your dream castles fall
God gave you one mother and never another
There's only one pal after all
Zondag 12 juni 1977
Cosmik Debris
Cosmik Debris
Composer(s): Frank Zappa
Performer(s): Frank Zappa
and multiple other artists
The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge
I could reach nervonna t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?)
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste yer time . . .
I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer snout
"But I Got A Kristl Bol!," he said
An' held it to the light
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hanging around
I said
"The price of meat has just gone up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?)
Don't you know
You could make more money as a butcher
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm
Sshontay
Zondag 12 juni 1977
Jack And Diane
Jack And Diane
Composer(s): John Mellencamp
Performer(s): John Cougar Mellencamp;
and various other artists
Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids growin up in the heartland
Jacky's gonna be a football star
Diane debutante backseat of Jacky's car
Suckin' on chili dogs outside the tastee freeze
Diane's sittin' on Jacky's lap
He's got his hand between her knees
Jacky say Hey Diane lets run off
Behind a shady tree
Dribble off those Bobby Brooks
Let me do what I please.
And Jacky Say
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone
Oh yeay say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone, they walk on
Jacky sits back reflects his thoughts for the moment
Scratches his head and does his best james dean.
Well you know diane, we oughtta run of the city
Diane says Baby, you aint missin' no-thing
Jacky say a
Chorus
Gonna let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come down
And Save My soul
Hold on to 16 as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us women and men
Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two american kids doing the best they can
Zaterdag 11 juni 1977
There's Only Alice
There's Only Alice
Composer(s): Tom Waits - Kathleen Brennan
Performer(s): Tom Waits
It's dreamy weather
whe're on you waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond
with a frozen moon
Murder of silhouette crows
I saw in the tears on my face
and the skates on the pond
they spelled Alice
I disappear in your name
but you must wait for me
Somewhere beneath the sea
there's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadowgrass on the tide
and the raindrops on my window
and the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithme-tic arithme-tock
turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
are tangled up around the pier
And so secret kiss
brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
when I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost in your hair
and I must be insane
to go skating on your name
and by tracing it twice
I fell though the ice of Alice
There's only Alice
Zaterdag 11 juni 1977
Cosmic Wheels
Cosmic Wheels
Composer(s): Donovan Leitch
Performer(s): Donovan; Dog Age
God is playing marbles
With his planets and his stars
Creating havoc through my life
Through his influence on Mars
I am stumbling down the highway
On my boots of steel
I should be rolling down the skyway
On my cosmic wheels
In the present position of the planets
It's impossible for me to say
Just when I'll find my course again
With these boulders in my way
I should be rolling down the skyway
On my cosmic wheels
Instead of stumbling down this highway
On my boots of steel
Zaterdag 11 juni 1977
Jacinto Piedra
Jacinto Piedra (Chacarera)
Performer(s): Horacio Guarany
¡Canta mi chacarera!
la primavera llorando está
Nunca, yo se qué nunca
su voz de pájaro se callará
Porque esa voz no muere...
¡Nunca morirá! Vivirá en el rescoldo de la eternidad...
¡Canta mi chacarera! la primavera llorando está
¡Canta! Jacinto Piedra
todo Santiago llora por vos
¡Canta! Porque en tu canto
cantamos todos tu triste adiós...
No quise verlo muerto...
¡Nunca morirá! El seguirá cantando como el cardenal
¡Canta mi chacarera! ¡Jacinto Piedra no morirá!
Vivirá con su pueblo que no lo olvidó
Y en esta chacarera le dejo mi adiós...
Lo bauticé Jacinto
porque era una flor
Piedra, porque era un viento...
¡Duro p' al dolor!
Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore
There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore
Performer(s): Chris LeDoux
The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seek
now he lives in a room where you pay by the week
His hands are all battered, his pony's gone lame
and his bones always ache when the sky looks like rain
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Now the eagle stopped flying, the nightwind is still
and the last cow' s howling on some lonely hill
The old man is longing to take it all down
in his final box outside of town
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Because he knows his last mountai is two flights of stairs
and his saddle turned into an old rocking chair
Mornings he wakews up and wander what for
'cause there' s nobody home on the range anymore
There's nobody home on the range anymore
they closed down the bunk-house and padlocked the door
Now there' s oil-wells and motels and folks by the score
but there's nobody home on the range anymore
Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
Cosmic Cowboy
Cosmic Cowboy
Composer(s): Michael Martin Murphy
Performer(s): Michael Martin Murphy
Merry-go-rounds and burial grounds
Are all the same to me
Horses on post and kids and ghosts
Are spirits that we ought to set free
Then city slicker pickers got a lot of
Slicker licks than me
But ridin' the range and acting strange
Is where I want to be
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
Well skinny dippin' and Lone Star sippin' and steel guitar
And are just as good as Hollywood and some boogie-woogie bars
I'm gonna buy me a vest and a head out west
My little woman and myself
And when we come to town the people gather around
And marvel at the little baby's health
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
A big raccoon and a harvest moon
Keep rolling through my mind
And a home on the range where the antelope play
Is sometimes hard to find
So don't bury me on the lone prairie
I'd rather play there alive
Well, I'm doing my best I keep my farm in the west
My little bronco in over-drive
And I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
I just wanna ride and rope and hoot (hoot!)
Well I just wanna be a cosmic cowboy
A supernatural country rockin' galoot
And up is not the way I wanna shoot
Vrijdag 10 juni 1977
Jabberwocky
Jabberwocky
Composer(s): Lewis Carroll
Performer(s): Donovan;
Radhika Miller; Kenneth Williams
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxome foe he sought!
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought
And, as in uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood
And burbled as it came!
One two! One two!
And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
Donderdag 9 juni 1977
No Way Out of Here
No Way Out of Here
Composer(s): Ken Baker
First release by: Unicorn - 1976
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There are no boundaries set, the time and yet you waste it still
So it slips through your hands like grains of sand, you watch it go
There's no time to be lost, you'll pay the cost so get it right
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
And never was there an answer, there an answer
Not without listening, without seeing
There are no answers here, when you look out you don't see in
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
Donderdag 9 juni 1977
Cositas
