Dinsdag 30 januari 1979
Tommy Can You Hear Me?
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Tommy Can You Hear Me?
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Dinsdag 30 januari 1979
I Got Mexico
I Got Mexico
Composer(s): Frank J. Myers; Eddy Raven
Performer(s): Eddy Raven
and multiple other artists
I just got tired of that same old job
Tired of fightin' that freeway mob
I bet you never thought I'd really go
I'd never get as far as Mexico
But I've even learned to speak the language some
Down on the beach drinkin' coke and rum
You wouldn't know me with this golden glow
Soakin' sun in Mexico
I'm eatin right and I'm livin' good
Doin' everything I said I would
I should have left a long time ago
Who needs you? I got Mexico
Through it all nothing's really changed
No matter what honey that's a shame
I still love you that's the way it goes
He's got you, I've got Mexico
But I'm eatin' right and I'm livin' good
Doin' everything I said I would
I should have left a long time ago
Who needs you? I got Mexico
I'm eatin' right and I'm livin' good
Doin' everything I said I would
I should have left a long time ago
Who needs you? I got Mexico
I'm eatin' right and I'm livin' good
Doin' everything I said I would
I should have left a long time ago
Who needs you? I got Mexico ...
Dinsdag 30 januari 1979
John Henry
John Henry
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Pete Seeger
John Henry was about three days old
sittin' on his papa's knee
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel
said, "Hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord
Hammer's gonna be the death of me"
The captain said to John Henry
"Gonna bring that steam drill 'round
Gonna bring that steam drill out on the job
Gonna whop that steel on down
Down
Down
Whop that steel on down"
John Henry told his captain
"A man ain't nothin' but a man
But before I let your steam drill beat me down
I'd die with a hammer in my hand
Lord
Lord
I'd dies with a hammer in my hand"
John Henry said to his shaker
"Shaker, why don't you sing?
I'm throwin' thirty pounds from my hips on down
Just listen to that cold steel ring
Lord, Lord
Listen to that cold steel ring"
The man that invented the stream drill
Thought he was mighty fine
But John Henry made fifteen feet
The steam drill only made nine
Lord, Lord
The steam drill only made nine
John Henry hammered in the mountain
His hammer was striking fire
But he worked so hard, he broke his poor heart
He laid down his hammer and he died
Lord
Lord
He laid down his hammer and he died
John Henry had a little woman
Her name was Polly Ann
John Henry took sick and went to his bed
Polly Ann drove steel like a man
Lord
Lord
Polly Ann drove steel like a man
John Henry had a little baby
You could hold him in the palm of your hand
The last words I heard that poor boy say
"My daddy was steel-driving man
Lord
Lord
My daddy was a steel-driving"
Well, every Monday morning
When the bluebirds begin to sing
You can hear John Henry a mile or more
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring
Lord
Lord
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring
Maandag 29 januari 1979
Go To The Mirror!
Go To The Mirror!
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Doctor:
He seems to be completely unreceptive
The tests I gave him showed no sense at all
His eyes react to light, the dials detect it
He hears, but cannot answer to your call
Tommy:
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Doctor:
There is no chance, no untried operation
All hope lies with him and none with me
Imagine though the shock from isolation
when he suddenly can hear and speak and see
Tommy :
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Doctor:
His eyes can see, his ears can hear, his lips speak
All the time, the needles flick and rock
No machine can give the kind of stimulation, needed to remove his inner block
Go to the mirror boy!
Go to the mirror boy!
Father:
I often wonder what he's feeling?
Has he ever heard a word I've said?
Look at him now in the mirror dreaming
what is happening in his head?
Tommy:
Listening to you I get the music
Gazing at you I get the heat
Following you I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet!
Right behind you I see the millions
On you I see the glory
From you I get the opinions, from you I get the story
Father:
What is happening in his head?
Ooh I wish I knew, I wish I knew
Maandag 29 januari 1979
I Got Lucky
I Got Lucky
Composer(s): Dolores Fuller; Ben Weisman; Fred Wise
Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Never found a four leaf clover to bring good luck to me
No rabbits foot no lucky star no magic wishing tree
But I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you, oh yeah!
Got no rainbow around my shoulder, no horseshoe on my door
But I got you to hold me tight and who could ask for more
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you,
I always walk around with all my fingers crossed
Im afraid the love I found just might get lost
So wont you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name the day
And then Ill know that my good luck is really here to stay
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
I always walk around with all my fingers crossed
Im afraid the love I found just might get lost
So wont you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name the day
And then Ill know that my good luck is really here to stay
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
Maandag 29 januari 1979
John Deere Green
John Deere Green
Composer(s): Dennis Linde
Performer(s): Joe Diffie;
The Country Dance Kings; Highliners
They were farm kids way down in Dixie
They met in high school in the sixties
Everyone knew it was love from the start
One July in the midnight hour
He climed the water tower
Stood on the rail and painted a 10ft heart
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said that he should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
They settled down on 80 acres
Raising sweet corn,kids and tomaters
They went together like a hand and a glove
On a clear day from their front yard
If you look and know what to look for
Off to the east you can still read his words of love
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
Now more then once the town has dicovered
Painting over it ain't no use
There ain't no paint in the world that'll cover it
The heart keeps showing through
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said that the fool should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
Ahh, paint it green boy
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
John Deere green
Zondag 28 januari 1979
There's A Doctor
There's A Doctor
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
First release: The Who - 1969
Father:
There's a doctor I've found, could bring us all joy!
There's a doctor I've found, could cure the boy!
A doctor I've found, could cure the boy!
There's a man I've found, could remove his sorrow
He lives in this town, let's see him tomorrow
Let's see him tomorrow
Zondag 28 januari 1979
I Got Love If You Want It
I Got Love If You Want It
Movie Soundtrack "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood"
Composer(s): Slim Harpo
First release by: Slim Harpo - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
Got love if you want it, baby
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Now, can we talk awhile?
Now here you come, baby
Now here you come, baby
With your head hung down
With your head hung down
I know you've been ballin'
Talk is all over town
'Cause the nextdoor neighbors
'Cause the next door neighbors
Peepin' through the blinds
Peepin' through the blinds
Don't worry nobody
That's all this time
Now I love you, little baby
Said I love you, little baby
Better than myself, yeah
Better than myself
But you mistreat me baby
For somebody else
For somebody else
Come sit by me, baby
Come sit by me, baby
I wanna talk with you
Wanna talk with you
Don't mean no harm, baby
Won't tell ya what to do
Won't tell ya what to do
Won't tell ya what to do
Won't tell ya what to do
Zondag 28 januari 1979
John Barleycorn
John Barleycorn
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Martin Carthy;
and various other artists
John Barleycorn is a hero bold as any in the land
For ages good his fame has stood and shall for ever stand
The whole wide world respect in him, no matter friend or foe
And where they be that makes so free he's sure to lay them low
To see him in his pride of youth his robes are rich and green
His head is speared with manly beard fit nigh to serve the queen
And when the reaping time comes round and John is stricken down
We'll use his blood for Englands good and Englishmen's renown
The lord in courtly castle, the squire in stately hall
The great of name, of birth and fame, on John for succour call
He bids the troubled heart rejoice, brings warmth to nature's cold
Makes weak men strong, and old men young, and all men brave and bold
Then shout for great John Barleycorn, more heed his luscious vine
I have no mind much charm to find in potent draught of wine
Give me my native nut brown ale, all other drinks I scorn
For English cheer is English beer, our own John Barleycorn
Zaterdag 27 januari 1979
Fiddle About
Fiddle About
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): The Who
Uncle Ernie:
I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie
I'm glad you won't see or hear me as I fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about!
Your mother left me here to mind you
Now I'm doing what I want to
Fiddling about, fiddling about, fiddle about!
Down with the bedclothes, up with the nightshirt!
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about!
You won't shout as I fiddle about
Fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about!
Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle
Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle
Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle
Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle
Zaterdag 27 januari 1979
I Got Lost In His Arms
I Got Lost In His Arms
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Ethel Merman
and multiple other artists
Don't ask me just how it happened
I wish I knew
I can't believe that it's happened
And still it's true
I got lost in his arms and I had to stay
It was dark in his arms and I lost my way
From the dark came a voice
And it seemed to say
There you go
There you go
How I felt as I fell I just can't recall
But his arms held me fast and it broke the fall
And I said to my heart
As it foolishly kept jumping all around
I got lost but look what I found
(There you go, there you go)
How I felt as I fell I just can't recall
But his arms held me fast and it broke the fall
And I said to my heart
As it foolishly kept jumping all around
I got lost but look what I found
Zaterdag 27 januari 1979
John
John
Performer(s): Yves Duteil
John était amoureux, ça se voyait un peu
Il avait un air si bizarre et veillait si tard
Il buvait tant de vin que souvent, le matin
On pouvait l'entendre de l'étang jusqu'au moulin
La fille aux longues mains ne disait jamais rien
Et le pauvre John pensait bien
Qu'à veiller dehors jusqu'au lever du jour
Il en crèverait ou bien de froid ou bien d'amour
John avait un béguin, ça se voyait un brin
Quand il tapait sur sa poitrine en buvant du gin
Il avait l'œil hagard, buvait toujours à part
Poussait des hurlements qui faisaient fuir le vent
Mais la fille aux longues mains ne disait jamais rien
Et le pauvre John pensait bien
Qu'à veiller dehors jusqu'au lever du jour
Il en crèverait ou bien de froid ou bien d'amour
John était amoureux, il en a fait l'aveu
Depuis, de la rivière au port, on en rit encore
Le soir, au coin du feu, on écoute les vieux
Raconter l'histoire de John l'amoureux
Il aimait la statue d'une belle inconnue
Morte cent ans auparavant dans un ouragan
Il allait tous les jours lui dire son amour
Et noyait sa peine dans un verre à son retour
La fille aux longues mains ne dirait jamais rien
Et le pauvre John savait bien
Que dans la statue était son cœur et qu'un jour
Il en crèverait ou bien de froid ou bien d'amour
Que dans la statue était son cœur et qu'un jour
Il en crèverait ou bien de froid ou bien d'amour
Il en crèverait ou bien de froid ou bien d'amour
Vrijdag 26 januari 1979
Do You Think It's Alright?
Do You Think It's Alright?
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
Mother:
Do you think it's alright to leave the boy with Uncle Ernie?
Do you think it's alright; he's had a few too many tonight!
Do you think it's alright ?
Father:
I think it's alright, yes I think it's alright
Vrijdag 26 januari 1979
I Got Loaded
I Got Loaded
Composer(s): Peppermint Harris; Harrison Nelson
Performer(s): Canned Heat
and multiple other artists
I dropped into a tavern where I saw some friends of mine
The party was gettin' underway and the truth was really flyin'
And I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
I told my pretty baby that I wouldn't stay out no more
You know every time I tried to leave I fell down on the floor
I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
It made me feel so happy baby, while it was goin' down
I took a sip every trip that bottle went around
And I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
Last thing I remember, I heard somebody say
Doggone my soul, let's really roll until the break of day
I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
If you see my baby, please tell her this from me
I didn't mean to stay so long, but the drinks down there were free!
I got loaded
I got loaded
I got loaded man, I sure got high
Vrijdag 26 januari 1979
Jogo De Damas
Jogo De Damas
Composer(s): Isolda; Milton Carlos
Performer(s): Roberto Carlos
Eu sei da sua vida e do seu passado
De um tempo perdido e recuperado
Eu sei da poeira de todos seus passos
Das suas trapaças, dos seus abraços
Eu sei da sua fama e dos seus amores
Das suas proezas, dos seus dissabores
Da cor da sua roupa, do seu pouco valor
Você nessa vida foi só desamor
Dama
Hoje alguém que te engana
Te veste de santa
Não sabe por que
Te pisam te xingam
Ignoram a mulher
Não sabem que a dama existiu outro dia
Hoje a dama não passa de pedra perdida
(Hoje é pedra perdida de um jogo qualquer)
Conheço as paredes que guardavam segredos
E ações que por si não cobriam seus medos
A sua missão, as suas vontades
Razões que confirmam as duras verdades
Eu sei hoje em dia da sua vergonha
De olhar quem te olha responder quem te chama
Pra quem te conhece você é vulgar
Pra quem nunca te viu
Hoje quer te amar
Donderdag 25 januari 1979
Cousin Kevin
Cousin Kevin
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): The Who
Cousin Kevin:
We're on our own cousin, all alone cousin
Let's think of a game to play now the grown ups have all gone away
You won't be much fun being blind, deaf and dumb, but I've no one to play with today
D' you know how to play hide and seek?
To find me it would take you a week, but tied to that chair you won't go anywhere
There's a lot I can do to a freak
How would you feel if I turned on the bath, ducked your head under and started to laugh?
What would you do if I shut you outside, to stand in the rain and catch cold, so you died?
I'm the school bully!
The classroom cheat
The nastiest playfriend, you ever could meet
I'll stick pins in your fingers and tread on your feet...
Maybe a cigarette burn on your arm would change your expression to one of alarm
I'll drag you around by a lock of your hair, or give you a push at the top of the stairs...
I'm the school bully!
The classroom cheat
The nastiest playfriend, you ever could meet
I'll put glass in your dinner and spikes in your seat...
Donderdag 25 januari 1979
I Got It From Agnes
I Got It From Agnes
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer
I love my friends, and they love me
We're just as close as we can be
And just because we really care
Whatever we get, we share!
I got it from Agnes
She got it from Jim
We all agree it must have been Louise who gave it to him
She got it from Harry
Who got it from Marie
And everybody knows that Marie
Got it from me
Giles got it from Daphne
She got it from Joan
Who picked it up in County Cork
A-kissin' the Blarney Stone
Pierre gave it to Sheila
Who must have brought it there
He got it from François and Jacques
Haha, Lucky Pierre!
Max got it from Edith
Who gets it every spring
She got it from her Daddy
Who just gives her everything
She then gave it to Daniel
Whose spaniel has it now
Our dentist even got it
And we're still wondering how
Ah, but I got it from Agnes
Or maybe it was Sue
Or Millie or Billie or Gillie or Willie
It doesn't matter who
It might have been at the club
Or at the pub, or in the loo
And if you will be my friend
Then I might...(Mind you, I said "might")...
Give it to you!
Donderdag 25 januari 1979
Joey (Betty Madigan)
Joey
Composer(s): Herb Wiener;
James J. Kriegman; Salmirs-Bernstein
Performer(s): Betty Madigan;
Jeri Southern; Margaret Whiting
Jimmy kissed me in the springtime
Tommy kissed me in the fall
But I remember only Joey
Joey kissed me not at all
Jimmy sang the sweetest love songs
Tommy watched me openly
But I remember only Joey
Joey stole my heart from me
Every now and then Joey wandered by
How I wished that he would stay'
Then I breathed a sigh as I wondered why
He never ever looked my way
Jimmy always sent me flowers
Tommy often did the same
But I remember only Joey
Joey made me change my name
Jimmy always sent me flowers
Tommy often did the same
But I remember only Joey
Joey made me change my name
Joey made me change my name
Woensdag 24 januari 1979
Christmas (The Who)
Christmas
Composer(s): Pete Townshend
Performer(s): The Who
Father:
Did you ever see the faces of children?
They get so excited waking up on Christmas morning
hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe in dreams and all they mean, including heaven's generosity
Peeping round the door to see what parcels are for free, in curiosity
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
Surrounded by his friends he sits so silently and unaware of everything
Playing poxy pin ball, picks his nose and smiles and pokes his tongue at everything
I believe in love, but how can men who've never seen light be enlightened
Only if he's cured will his spirits future level ever heighten
And Tommy doesn't know what day it is
Doesn't know who Jesus was or what praying is
How can he be saved from the eternal grave?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Tommy:
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me!
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
Tommy can you hear me?
How can he be saved?
Woensdag 24 januari 1979
I Got It Bad (And That Ain't Good)
