Maandag 11 juli 1977
They Didn't Believe Me
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They Didn't Believe Me
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Maandag 11 juli 1977
Couleurs Vous Êtes Des Larmes
Couleurs Vous Êtes Des Larmes
Composer(s): Guy Béart
Performer(s): Guy Béart
Dors mon enfant c'est déjà l'heure
Ça ne sert à rien que tu pleures
Dans tes yeux couleur d'arc-en-ciel
Il y a des larmes de sel
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Elle est en couleur mon histoire
Il était blanc elle était noire
La foule est grise grise alors
Il y aura peut-être un mort
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Il lui a donné des cerises
Et noire sa main les a prises
Et rouge sa bouche a mordu
Il y a demain un pendu
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Voici des fleurs toutes bien faites
De la rose à la violette
Le bouquet qu'il lui a offert
Etait bleu rouge jaune et vert
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Ils ont couru jusqu'au rivage
Ils riaient de tout leur visage
Ils se sont baignés dans la mer
Il y aura des revolvers
La mer est bleue pour tout le monde
Pour les peaux brunes et les peaux blondes
Quand l'homme s'y baigne en passant
Il y a des gouttes de sang
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Ce sang qui coule jusqu'à terre
Mon enfant ferme tes paupières
Pourvu que tu ne saches rien
Ce sang qui coule c'est le tien
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Les larmes sont partout pareilles
Sèche tes yeux qui s'ensommeillent
Dors mon enfant ne pleure pas
Tu ne sais pas encore pourquoi
Couleurs vous êtes des larmes
Couleurs vous êtes des pleurs
Maandag 11 juli 1977
J'Ai Appris Alors
J'Ai Appris Alors
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Je n'ai jamais connu mon père
On dit que ma mère non plus
Aussi j'ai grandi sans manière
Sans que personne ne m'ait reconnu
Enfant je fauchais aux étalages
Ce que ma mère ne pouvait m'acheter
Il faut bien manger à tout âge
J'ai appris alors à tricher
A quinze ans au marché au puces
J'ai reçu un grand choc au coeur
Une fille qu'avait seize ans au plus
Et balancée comme le bonheur
Je la guettais au coin de la rue
Rien que pour la regarder passer
Elle avait une mine ingénue
J'ai appris alors à rêver
Un jour fatigué de la suivre
Je lui ai parlé simplement
En ce cas-là ce qui arrive
Est arrivé évidemment
On s'est fait des milliers de promesses
Se jurant de toujours s'aimer
Et quand j'ai cueilli sa jeunesse
J'ai appris alors à chanter
Mais elle est partie sans rien dire
Un matin je ne sais pourquoi
Je suis resté là à sourire
Dieu que l'on est bête parfois
Jour après jour, heure après heure
J'ai appris ce qu'était pleurer
Et comme son souvenir demeure
Faut que j'apprenne à oublier
Zondag 10 juli 1977
Don't You Know It
Don't You Know It
Composer(s): Les Vandyke
Performer(s): Adam Faith
I know that love is blind
Don't you know it
Don't you know it
And I know that love's unkind
Don't you know it
Don't you know it
And love can break your heart
Like a windowpane
If you don't want to know
Well, it's about time you did
I know that love's a power
Don't you know it
Don't you know it
Your love's like a poison flower
Don't you know it
Don't you know it
One kiss upon your deadly lips
And I feel the pain
If you don't want to know
Well, it's about time you did
One day your lesson will be learned
And you won't hurt me no more
Wait till you hear me laughin'
You'll know the score
You'll know that love is cruel
Well, don't you know it
Don't you know it
And you'll know you've been a fool
Well, don't you know it
Don't you know it
One look and you'll see me
Standing here all alone
Then if you wanna know
It'll be about time you did
Don't you know it
Don't you know it
Don't you...
Zondag 10 juli 1977
Couleur Menthe À L'eau
Couleur Menthe À L'eau
Composer(s): Eddy Mitchell; Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Elle était maquillée
Comme une star de ciné
Accoudée au Juke box
la la la la
Elle revait qu'elle posait
Juste pour un bout d'essai
À la century fox
la la la la
Elle semblait bien dans sa peau
Ses yeux couleur menthe à l'eau
Cherchaient du regard un spot
Le dieu projecteur
Et moi je n'en pouvais plus
Bien sur elle ne m'a pas vu
Perdue dans sa megalo
Moi j'etais de trop
Elle marchait comme un chat
Qui méprise sa proie
Ou frolant le flipper
La chanson qui couvrait
Tous les mots qu'elle mimait
Semblait briser son cœur
Elle en faisait un peu trop
La fille yeux aux couleur menthe à l'eau
Holywood est dans sa tête
Tout'seule elle répéte
Son entrée dans un studio
Décor couleur menthe à l'eau
Perdue dans sa megalo
Moi je suis de trop
Mais un type est entré
Et le charme est tombé
Arretant le flipper
Ses yeux noirs ont lancé
De l'agressivité
Sur le pauvre juke box
La fille aux yeux couleur menthe à l'eau
A rangé sa megalo
Et s'est soumise aux yeux noirs
Couleur de trottoir
Et moi je n'en pouvais plus
Elle n'en a jamais rien su
Ma plus jolie des mythos
Couleur menthe à l'eau
Zondag 10 juli 1977
Jah Jah Hear My Plea
Jah Jah Hear My Plea
Composer(s): Euvin Spencer
Performer(s): Don Carlos
Ooh ooh ooh
I know, I know
Ooh ooh
My heart is filled with grief when I remember
Ooh ooh
How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland
Oh yes
Shipped to every corner of this earth
Boy
Bound in chatters (?) and chains, like they're beasts
Yes
The (?) stands with many strikes by the master
Boy
If they should ever not do just what they're told
Jah jah
It really grieves my heart to see
It's pure brutality
Ah, oh yes
Ooh, ooh
When ever I recall my history
It breaks my heart to see
How they've treated our poor parents in the days of slavery
Ah ooh
Ah ooh
Slavery and brutality, that's all they give me
Ooh
That's all they give me
Jah, I know
Ooh, I know
My heart is filled with grief when I remember
Ooh ooh
How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland
Jah jah
Shipped to every corner of this earth
Ooh ooh
Bound in chatters (?) and chains, like they're beasts
Jah
The (?) stands with many strikes by the master
Ooh ooh
If they should ever not do just what they're told
Jah jah
It really grieves my heart to see
It's pure brutality
Ah ooh
Jah jah
My heart is filled with grief when I remember
Jah jah
How they've taken our poor parents from their homeland
Boys
Shipped to every corner of this earth
Bound in chatters (?) and chains like they're beasts
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
Ooh ooh
Jah jah
Zaterdag 9 juli 1977
They Can't Take That Away From Me
They Can't Take That Away From Me
((Dutch Version: Dat Nemen Ze Me Nooit Meer Af (Robert Long) - 1997))
Composer(s): George Gershwin - Ira Gershwin
First performance by: Fred Astaire - 1937
Covered by multiple other artists
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note
Though by tomorrow you're gone
The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote
The melody lingers on
They may take you from me, I'll miss your fond caress
But though they take you from me, I'll still possess
The way you wear your hat
The way your sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no, they can't take that away from me
The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no, they can't take that away from me
We may never, never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still, I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me
W e may never, never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still, I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away from me
Can't take that away
Can't take that away from me
Zaterdag 9 juli 1977
Couleur Café
Couleur Café
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
First release by: Serge Gainsbourg - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
J'aime ta couleur café
Tes cheveux café
Ta gorge café
J'aime quand pourmoi tu danses
Alors j'entends murmurer
Tous tes bracelets
Jolis bracelets
A tes pieds ils se balancent
Couleur café
Que j'aime ta couleur café
C'est quand même fou l'effet
L'effet que ça fait
De te voir rouler
Ainsi des yeux et des hanches
Si tu fais comme le café
Rien qu'à m'énerver
Rien qu'à m'exciter
Ce soir la nuit sera blanche
Couleur café
Que j'aime ta couleur café
L'amour sans philosopher
C'est comme le café
Très vite passé
Mais que veux-tu que j'y fasse
On en a marre de café
Et c'est terminé
Pour tout oublier
On attend que ça se tasse
Couleur café
Que j'aime ta couleur café
Zaterdag 9 juli 1977
Jag Vill Vara Din Margareta
Jag Vill Vara Din Margareta
Composer(s): J.E. Karlzon
Performer(s): Sten & Stanley
Ingen vet, det jag vet, en hemlighet
Någon som jag tycker om har gjort mig het
Kan jag hjälpa att jag känner det så här?
Och den blick som jag fick, den sa mig allt
Det jag vill, kan jag nog få, tusenfalt
Å, nu börjar jag förstå att jag är kär
Ref.
Jag vill vara din, Margareta
Bara vara din, ska Du veta
Stå där vid din dörr, kär som aldrig förr
Men vågar inte ringa
Pulsarna dom bränner så heta
känner Du som jag, Margareta
Blickarna Du gav, gav Du dom som svar eller ej?
Och jag går hem igen med din bukett
Det jag vill säga dig är inte lätt
Kan inte hjälpa att jag känner det så här
Ref.
Jag vill vara din Margareta...
Vrijdag 8 juli 1977
They Can’t Black Out The Moon
They Can’t Black Out The Moon
Performer(s): Harry Roy & Helen Clare
When we go strolling in the park at night
All the darkness is a boon
Who cares if we’re without a light
They can’t black out the moon
I see you smiling in the cigarette glow
Though the picture fades too soon
But I see all I want to know
They can’t black out the moon
We don’t grumble, we don’t worry about a lot
Oh, when will you stumble, you stumble into my arms
And when you kiss me, don’t you realise
That my heart’s like a big balloon
And like the lovelight in your eyes
They can’t black out the moon
Vrijdag 8 juli 1977
Couldn't Stand The Weather
Couldn't Stand The Weather
Composer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughan
Performer(s): Stevie Ray Vaughan
Runnin' through this business of life
Rarely time if I'm needed to
Ain't so funny when things ain't feelin' right
Then daddy's hand helps to see me through
Sweet as sugar, love won't wash away
Rain or shine, it's always here to stay
All these years you and I've spent together
All this, we just couldn't stand the weather
Like a train that stops at every station
We all deal with trials and tribulations
Fear hangs the fellow that ties up his years
Entangled in yellow and cries all his tears
Changes come before we can grow
Learn to see them before we're too old
Don't just take me for tryin' to be heavy
Understand, it's time to get ready for the storm
Vrijdag 8 juli 1977
Jag Vill Att Du Skall Bli Lycklig
Jag Vill Att Du Skall Bli Lycklig
English Title: I Want You To Be Happy
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Sommarkväll, junikväll
Himlens stjärnor lyser
Alla mänskor sover
Stan har gått till ro
Här står vi, du och jag
Men mitt hjärta fryser
Du har mött en annan
Du ska lämna mej
Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig
Jag hoppas att hon älskar dej som jag gör
Vår tid tillsammans blev för kort
Men tiden står nu aldrig still
Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig
Och hoppas hon kan ge dej det du saknat
Vårt liv blev inte som vi tänkt
Min kärlek räckte inte till
Jag står här nära dej
Förstår du hur jag känner?
Klockan är visst mycket
Stan är all för tyst
Sommarkväll, junikväll
Mina ögon bränner
Snart ska du försvinna
Bort ifrån mitt liv
Men tiden står nu aldrig still
Jag vill att du ska bli lycklig
Och hoppas hon kan ge dej det du saknat
Vårt liv blev inte som vi tänkt
Min kärlek räckte inte till
Jag står här nära dej
Förstår du hur jag känner?
Klockan är visst mycket
Stan är all för tyst
Sommarkväll, junikväll
Donderdag 7 juli 1977
They Called It The Dixie Blues
They Called It The Dixie Blues
Composer(s): Jack Strouse
Ragtime Joe with his old banjo
Wanted to compose
Sent for Sloan and his saxophone
Said "listen to me, Mose
We'll write a song about the South
And before we're through
We'll steal those Southern melodies like all the composers do"
And it wasn't very long before they had a Southern song
Ragtime Joe said now listen, Moe
Let's sail o'er the sea
We'll look 'round and we may jot down a foreign melody"
They went to Belgium, England, France, searched to beat the band
They couldn't find tunes that compared
With those down in Dixieland
Then they said "I guess we'll stop, there's nothing here for us to cop"
They took a little bit of Old Black Joe
to start off their refrain
kept strummin', kept strummin'
that old familiar strain
and they took a little bit of Swanee River
and looked around until they found Massa's in the cold, cold ground
and then they took four bars of My Old Kentucky Home
Those Southern tunes they tried hard to confuse
they couldn't lose
away down South in the land of cotton
there was nothing they'd forgotten
When it was done and rolled into
one they called it the Dixie Blues
Donderdag 7 juli 1977
Couldn't Get It Right
Couldn't Get It Right
Composer(s): Colin F.R. Cooper; John William Cuffley; Peter John Haycock; Derek John Holt; Frederick J. Jones
First release by: Climax Blues Band - 1976
Time was drifting, this rock had got to roll
So I hit the road and made my getaway
Restless feeling, really got a hold
I started searching for a better way
But I kept on looking for a sign
In the middle of the night
But I couldn't see the light
No I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way
To take me through the night
I couldn't get it right
I couldn't get it right
L.A. fever made me feel alright
But I must admit it got the best of me
Getting down, so deep
I could have drowned
Now, I can't get back the way I used to be
But I kept on looking for a sign
In the middle of the night
But I couldn't see the light
No I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way
To take me through the night
I couldn't get it right
I couldn't get it right
New York City took me with the tide
And I nearly died from hospitality
Left me stranded, took away my pride
Just another no account fatality
But I kept on looking for a sign
In the middle of the night
But I couldn't see the light
No I couldn't see the light
I kept on looking for a way
To take me through the night
I couldn't get it right
I couldn't get it right
Donderdag 7 juli 1977
Jag Var Sa Kär
Jag Var Sa Kär
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Säg, kan du förlåta
Mina hårda ord när jag gick?
Det jag sa kunde låta
Som om du aldrig tillbaka mig fick
Jag trodde jag var kär
I den vännen som jag svek dig för
Men nu först förstår jag
Att det var ett misstag av mig
För det är du, bara du
Som framför mig står
Vartän jag går
En gång, för länge sedan
Var jag din och allt var så bra
En gång, var jag lycklig
Det var då jag tillhörde dig
Men nu så går jag ensam
På de platser, de där vi var, vi två
Och nu först förstår jag
Att det var ett misstag av mig
För det är du, bara du
Som framför mig står
Vartän jag går
Ja, nu först förstår jag
Att det var ett misstag av mig
För det är du, bara du
Som framför mig står
Vartän jag går
Vartän jag går
Woensdag 6 juli 1977
They Call The Wind Maria
They Call The Wind Maria
Composer(s): Frederick Loewe - Alan Jay Lerner
First performance by: Rufus Smith - 1951
Covered by multiple other artists
Maria
Maria
They call the wind Maria
Away out here they gotta name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Joe
And they call the wind Maria
Maria blows the stars around
And sends the clouds a-flyin
Maria makes the mountains sound
Like folks were up there dyin'
Maria
Maria
They call the wind Maria
Before I knew Maria's name
I heard her wail and whining
I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shining
But then one day I left my girl
I left her far behind me
And now I'm lost, so gol-durned lost
Not even God can find me
Maria
Maria
They call the wind Maria
Out here they gotta name for rain
For wind and fire only
But when you're lost and all alone
There ain't no word but lonely
And I'm a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me
Maria, blow my love to me
I need my girl beside me
Maria
Maria
They call the wind Maria
Maria
Maria
Blow my love to me
Woensdag 6 juli 1977
Could You Please Oblige Us With A Bren Gun?
Could You Please Oblige Us With A Bren Gun?
Composer(s): Noel Coward
Performer(s): Noel Coward
Colonel Montmorency who was in Calcutta in ninety-two
Emerged from his retirement for the War
He wasn't very pleased with all he heard and all he saw
But whatever he felt, he tightened his belt and organised a Corps
Poor Colonel Montmorency thought considering all the wars he'd faught
The Home Guard was his job to do or die
But after days and weeks and years, bravely drying his many tears
He wrote the following letter to the Minister of Supply
Couls you please oblige us with a Bren gun?
Or failing that, a hand grenade will do
We've got some ammunition, in a rather damp condition
And Major Huss has a arquebus that was used at Waterloo
With the Vicar's stirrup pump, a pitchfork and a stave
It's rather hard to guard an aerodrome
So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun
The Home Guard might as well go home
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun?
We're getting awfully tired of drawing lots
Today we had a shipment of some curious equipment
And just for a prank, they sent us a tank that ties itself in knots
On Sunday's mock invasion, Captain Clark was heard to say
He hadn't even got a brush and comb
So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun
The Home Guard might as well go home
Colonel Montmorency planned, in case the enemy tried to land
To drive them back with skill and armoured force
He realised his army should be mechanised, of course
But somewhere inside, experience cried "My Kingdom for a horse"
Poor Colonel Montmorency tried, at infinite cost to time and pride
To tackle his superiors again
Having just one motorbike, fourteen swords and a marlin spike
He wrote the following letter in the following urgent strain
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun?
We need it very badly, I'm afraid
Our local crossword solver has an excellent revolver
But during a short attack on a fort, the trigger got mislaid
In course of operations planned for Friday afternoon
Our orders are to storm the Hippodrome
So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun
The Home Guard might as well go home
Could you please oblige us with a Bren gun?
The lack of one is wounding to our pride
Last night we found the cutest, little German parachutist
He looked at our kit and giggled a bit, and laughed until he cried
We'll have to hide that armoured car when marching through Berlin
We'd almost be ashamed of it in Rome
So if you can't oblige us with a Bren gun
The Home Guard might as well go home
Woensdag 6 juli 1977
Jag Skall Inte Fälla Nagra Tarar
Jag Skall Inte Fälla Nagra Tarar
English Title: I Won't Shed Any Tears
Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Jag skall inte fälla några tårar när du går
Inte heller be dig stanna kvar
Jag ska nog bli kär igen
Det finns så många andra män
Tack ändå för allt som var
Du behöver inte alls bekymra dej för mej
Ensamheten känner jag så väl
Sluta att förklara dej, ja
Snälla du bespara mej
Alla dina dumma skäl
Säkert blir det tomt efter dej
Får nog ganska svårt att vänja mej
Sånt du glömde kvar
Saker som man spar
Dom minner om allt det som var
Kanske gör jag fel som inte visar hur det känns
Jag är säkert stoltare än du
Vill så gärna krama dej
Men det är nåt som hindrar mej
Varför ska jag tveka nu.
Säkert blir det tomt efter dej
Får nog ganska svårt att vänja mej
Sånt du glömde kvar
Saker som man spar
Dom minner om allt det som var
Jag skall inte fälla några tårar när du går
Inte heller be dig stanna kvar
Jag ska nog bli kär igen
Det finns så många andra män
Tack ändå för allt som var
Dinsdag 5 juli 1977
They Asked About You
They Asked About You
Composer(s): Freddy Weller - Kim Nash - Bill Nash
Performer(s): Reba McEntire
Saturday night
Out on the town
Feeling so sure of myself
Meeting some friends
Sharing some laughs
Not thinking of anything else
Then one of them leaned over my shoulder
And all at once the party was over
They asked about you
And suddenly it all came back to me
Then all the walls around my heart
Came crashing at my feet
When they asked about you
(Oh) They asked about you
I was doing OK
Until they asked about you
How could they know
What it would do
All they did was mention your name
And just like that
The hurting was back
That's when I knew nothing had changed
What a time for old memories to find me
Just when I thought I'd put 'em behind me
They asked about you
And suddenly it all came back to me
Then all the walls around my heart
Came crashing at my feet
When they asked about you
(Oh) They asked about you
I was doing OK
Until they asked about you
Dinsdag 5 juli 1977
Could You Be Loved
