Maandag 9 april 1979
Fett Polka
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Maandag 9 april 1979
I Hung My Head
I Hung My Head
Composer(s): Sting
First release by: Sting - 1996
Covered by:
Blue Highway - 1999
Johnny Cash - 2002
Early one morning
With time to kill
I borrowed Jebb's rifle
And sat on a hill
I saw a lone rider
Crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him
To practice my aim
My brother's rifle
Went of in my hand
A shot rang out
Across the land
The horse, he kept running
The rider was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I set off running
To wake from the dream
My brother's rifle
Went into the sheen
I kept on running
Into the south lands
That's where they found me
My head and my hands
The sheriff he asked me
Why had I run
And then it came to me
Just what I had done
And all for no reason
Just one peace of lead
I hung my head
I hung my head
Here in the court house
The whole town was there
I see the judge
High up in the chair
Explain to the court room
What went through you mind
And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find
I felt the power
Of death over life
I orphaned his children
I widowed his wife
I begged their forgiveness
I wish I was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Early one morning
With time to kill
I see the gallows
Up on a hill
And out in the distance
A trick of the brain
I see a lone rider
Crossing the plain
And he'd come to fetch me
To see what they'd done
And we'd ride together
To kingdom come
I prayed for god's mercy
For soon I'd be dead
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
I hung my head
Maandag 9 april 1979
Jubilation T. Cornpone
Jubilation T. Cornpone
Composer(s): Gene DePaul; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Stubby Kaye;
Elliot Lawrence; Shelly Manne
When we fought the Yankees and annihilation was near
Who was there to lead the charge that took us safe to the rear?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Old "Toot your own horn - pone"
Jubilation T. Cornpone, a man who knew no fear!
When we almost had 'em but the issue still was in doubt
Who suggested the retreat that turned it into a rout?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Old "Tattered and torn - pone"
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he kept us hidin' out!
With our ammunition gone and faced with utter defeat
Who was it that burned the crops and left us nothing to eat?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Old "September Morn - pone"
Jubilation T. Cornpone, the pants blown off his seat!
Hurray!
When it seemed like our brave boys would keep on fighting for months
Who took pity on them and ca-pit-u-lated at once?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone; Unshaven and shorn - pone
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he weren't nobody's dunce!
Who went re-con-noiter-ing to flank the enemy's rear
Circled through the piney woods, and disappeared for a year?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Old "Treat 'em with scorn - pone"
Jubilation T. Cornpone, the missing mountaineer!
Who became so famous with a reputation so great
That he ran for president and didn't carry a state?
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Old "Wouldn't be sworn - pone"
Jubilation T. Cornpone, he made the country wait!
Stonewall Jackson got his name by standing firm in the fray
Who was known to all his men as good ol' "Paper Mache?"
Why it was Jubilation T. Cornpone
Zondag 8 april 1979
Too Dumb For New York City
Too Dumb For New York City
Composer(s): Waylon Jennings - Basil McDavid
Performer(s): Waylon Jennings
When I first saw New York city
I was green down to the core
You could see my red neck glowing
For a mile or maybe more
Between the hustlers and the hookers
I must have made their day
'Cause they peeled me like an apple, Lawd
And sent me on my way
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged
It ain't no place to be
So I came to one conclusion
New York ain't for me
From sea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land I love the most
I ain't California pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L.A.
I made my way to Tinseltown
To Hollywood and Vine
Out among those pretty faces
I'd surely find a place for mine
The way I walk, the way I talk
They'll hang on every word
But don't call me, I'll call you
Was all I ever heard
In L.A. what they're thinking
Ain't what they talk about
At least in New York city
There's never any doubt
From sea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land I love the most
I ain't California pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L.A.
I'm too dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L.A.
Zondag 8 april 1979
I Hope You'll Stay
I Hope You'll Stay
Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
I hope you'll stay and have a cup of tea
Oh I hope you'll play my monopoly
And I hope you'll do what the others do
You say you'd love me to
Make that cup of tea like I said I would
Make that cup of tea like I know I should
And not to think what the others think
So that when you say you like me
I'll be so overjoyed
I'll take the unemployed
I'll give them all a job
They sure could use one, my God!
Isn't it funny, no
A million out of work is really so good for nothing
When you think that there should be jobs by the dozen
But as often is the case
Nothing ever seems to take place
And not to think what the others think
So that when I say I like you
You'll say you like me too
You'll say you like me tooaa
That's all
Zondag 8 april 1979
Juanita (The Flying Burrito Brothers)
Juanita
Composer(s): Gram Parsons; Chris Hillman
Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers
No affection were the words
That stuck on my mind
When she walked out on me
For the very last time
Oh, mama, sweet mama
Can you tell me what to say
I don't know what I've done
To be treated this way
In a cold dirty room
That's where I found myself
With a bottle of wine
And some pills on the shelf
Oh, mama, sweet mama
Can you tell me what to say
I don't know what I've done
And I'm feeling so ashamed
Then an angel appeared
She was just seventeen
In a dirty old gown
With a conscience so clean
Oh, mama, sweet mama
Can you tell me what to say
She's brought back the life
That I once threw away
She's brought back the life
That I once threw away
Zaterdag 7 april 1979
Too Drunk To Fish
Too Drunk To Fish
Composer(s): C.W. Kalb Jr. - Glenn Fortner
Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Recitation
Now me and Harold this buddy of mine decided that we'd go fishin' one time
So we drove to the lake with my brand new bass boat
I brought the fishin' poles the pork and beans
The saltine crackers and the canned sardines, and Harold brought all the booze one man could tote
While I loaded the boat and filled the tank and tried to get that motor to crank
Harold just sat there sippin' on a longneck beer
While I was steerin' the boat and tyin' the plugs he was drinkin' moonshine straight from the jug
and he was singing "Melancholy Baby" when we left the pier, huh, huh...
Oh, never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin'
'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish
Just leave that fool at home to drink
He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink
Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish
Recitation
Well, I was concentratin', perfectin' my cast, hopin' to land a trophy bass
and Harold was havin' trouble tryin' to find the lake
Layin' there beside him at his feet was an anchor line coiled up real neat
Harold saw it went white as a ghost and hollered "Snake!!!!!!"
Well, he jumped straight up and began to yell
I said "Sit down Harold and behave yourself
Can't you see that ain't nothin' but a piece of rope"
Ha, ha...
Well, he was scared to death, plumb out of his mind tryin' not to get bit by that anchor line
and he grabbed my shotgun blew a hole in the bottom of the boat...
(Blam!!! Harold!!! Glup... glub... glub)
Never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin'
'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish
Just leave that fool at home to drink
He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink
Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish
Recitation
Now too drunk to fish is too drunk to swim
So I was dog paddlin' and draggin' him and finally made it to a little sand bar just big enough for two
It was way after dark when that helicopter came with that big searchlight and callin' our names
And Harold looked up to the sky and said, "Lord is that you?"
Slowly
And then he knelt there in that heavenly glow and said
"Lord you know I ain't ready to go so if you pass me by tonight, oh... I will reform"
Then they threw down a raft and I paddled us home he never touched a drop from that moment on
Ya know the Lord works in mysterious ways his miracles to perform
Never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin'
'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish
Just leave that fool at home to drink
He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink
Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish
Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish...
Zaterdag 7 april 1979
I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You
I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You
Composer(s): Tom Waits
First release by: Tom Waits - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the night does funny things inside a man
These old tom-cat feelings you don't understand
Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late
You'd like some some company
Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me
The guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's free
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout
Well I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you
Zaterdag 7 april 1979
Juanita (Hoola Bandoola Band)
Juanita
Composer(s): Björn Afzelius
Performer(s): Hoola Bandoola Band
Juanita, hon var vacker som en gryning
När de möttes i Madrid för längesen
Och han var ung, han var en av många hundra
Som rest ner för att slåss för friheten
Och Juanita, hon var med de vid fronten
Och hennes glöd gav de andra kraft och mod
Och om kvällen sjöng hon sånger till gitarren
Om folket och den framtid
Som hon var beredd att försvara med sitt blod
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig
För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar
Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig
Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Men de förlora', för fascisterna var starka
Och han for hem, med bara bitterheten kvar
Och Juanita måste gömma sig i bergen
Och fast han skrev så fick han aldrig några svar
Men åren gick, och också hjältar blir gamla
Och de får hoppas att de yngre vill ta vid
Han blev gift, och fick söner och döttrar
Och hans tid med Juanita
Blev liksom en drömbild från ett annat liv
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig
För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar
Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig
Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Hans båda söner var i Spanien förra sommar'n
Och semestra´ på ett nybyggt lyxhotell
De hade träffat en gammal gumma ner vid stranden
När de gick ut för att festa sent en kväll
De hade pratat och berättat vad de hette
Och om sin far som en gång varit i Madrid
Då steg hon upp och sa: "Honom har jag älskat!
Men här springer ni och göder nåt
Han har bekämpat med risk för eget liv!
Så ge er av! Jag är trött på era svängar!
För ni fördröjer bara frihetens stund
Och ni borde veta, att turisternas pengar
Är som honung i förtryckarnas mun!"
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig
För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar
Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig
Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Vrijdag 6 april 1979
Too Darn Hot
Too Darn Hot
Composer(s): Cole Porter
First performance/First release: Lorenzo Fuller - 1948/1949
Covered by multiple other artists
Bianca:
It's too darn hot
It's too darn hot
I'd like to sup with my baby tonight
and play the pup with my baby tonight
I'd like to sup with my baby tonight
and play the pup with my baby tonight
but I ain't up to my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
It's too darn hot
It's too darn hot
I'd like to stop for my baby tonight
and blow my top with my baby tonight
I'd like to stop with my baby tonight
and blow my top with my baby tonight
but I'd be a flop with my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
I'd like to fool with my baby tonight
break ev'ry rule with my baby tonight
I'd like to fool with my baby tonight
break ev'ry rule with my baby tonight
but pillow you'll be my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
According to the Kinsey report
ev'ry average man you know
much prefers to play his favorite sport
when the temperature is low
but when the thermometer goes way up
and the weather is sizzling hot
Mister Adam for his madam is not
'cause it's too too
it's too darn hot, it's too darn hot
It's too too too too darn hot
I'd like to call on my baby tongiht
and give my all to my baby tonight
I'd like to call on my baby tonight
and give my all to my baby tonight
but I can't play ball with my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
I'd like to meet with my baby tonight
get off my feet with my baby tonight
I'd like to meet with my baby tonight
get off my feet with my baby tonight
but no repeat with my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
I'd like to coo with my baby tonight
and pitch some woo with my baby tonight
I'd like to coo with my baby tonight
and pitch some woo with my baby tonight
but sister you fight my baby tonight
'cause it's too darn hot
it's too darn hot
According to the Kinsey report
ev'ry average man you know
much prefers to play his favorite sport
when the temperature is low
but when the thermometer goes way up
and the weather is sizzling hot
Mister GOB for his squab
a marine for his queen
a G.I. for his cutie-pie is not
'Cause it's too too too darn hot
It's too darn hot
It's too darn hot
Vrijdag 6 april 1979
I Honestly Love You
I Honestly Love You
Composer(s): Peter Allen - Jeff Barry
First release by: Peter Allen - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Maybe I hang around here a little more than I should
We both know I've got somewhere else to go
But I got somethin' to tell you that I never thought I would
That I believe you really ought to know
I love you, I honestly love you
You don't have to answer, I see it in your eyes
Maybe it was better left unsaid
But this is pure and simple and you must realize
That it's comin' from my heart and not my head
I love you, I honestly love you
I'm not tryin' to make you feel uncomfortable
I'm not tryin' to make you anything at all
But this feelin' doesn't come along ev'ry day
And you shouldn't blow the chance when you've got the chance to say
I love you, I love you, I honestly love you
If we both were born in another place and time
This moment might be ending in a kiss
But there you are with yours and here I am with mine
So I guess we'll just be leavin' it at this
I love you, I honestly love you, I honestly love you
Maybe I hang around here
A little more than I should
We both know I got somewhere else to go
But I got something to tell you
That I never thought I would
But I believe you really ought to know
I love you
I honestly love you
You don't have to answer
I see it in your eyes
Maybe it was better left unsaid
This is pure and simple
And you should realize
That it's coming from my heart and not my head
I love you
I honestly love you
I'm not trying to make you feel uncomfortable
I'm not trying to make you anything at all
But this feeling doesn't come along everyday
And you shouldn't blow the chance
When you've got the chance to say
I love you
I honestly love you
If we both were born
In another place and time
This moment might be ending in a kiss
But there you are with yours
And here I am with mine
So I guess we'll just be leaving it at this
I love you
I honestly love you
I honestly love you
Vrijdag 6 april 1979
Juan Y Maria
Juan Y Maria
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Ahora yo era el héroe
y mi caballo sólo hablaba ingles
La novia del cowboy
eras tú, aparte de otras tres
Yo enfrentaba un batallón
un alemán y su cañon
Guardaba mis bolitas
y ensayaba un rock
para las matinés
Ahora yo era un rey
un alguacíl y era tambien un juez
y por mi propia ley
la gente era obligada a ser feliz
También tu eras princesa que hice coronar
Eras tan linda, digna de admirar
que ibas desnuda por todo el país
No, no huyas, no
Finge que ahora yo era tu jugete
Yo era tuyo, yo, tu bicho preferido
Ven, dame una mano
sueña que ahora no teniamos miedo
En la epoca de la maldad
creo que nosotros ni habíamos nacido
Ahora era fatal
que el haz de cuenta
terminará asi
Fuera de este jardín
era una noche que no tiene fin
pues te fuiste de mi vida
asi, sin avisar
y ahora yo era un loco al preguntar
que es lo que el mundo
va a hacer de mi
Donderdag 5 april 1979
Too Close For Comfort
Too Close For Comfort
Composer(s): Jerry Bock - Larry Holofcener - George David Weiss
Performer(s): Mel Tormé
Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware
Be wise, be smart, behave my heart
Don’t upset your cart when she’s so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet
Don’t go off your feet
She’s too close for comfort
Too close, too close for comfort, no, not again
Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware
On your guard, take care
When there’s such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She’s much too close for comfort…
Doo-ba-um-doody-doo-ba, doo-doo-doo...
Be wise, be fair, be sure, beware
Put on your old thinking cap, boy
‘Cause if you don’t look out, you
Will find that you are much too
Too close for comfort
Go ahead, and for a mishap, boy
The first thing that you know she
Will have you up that old tree
She’s too close for comfort
Too close, too close, ah, too close
Ba-doo-da...
Be firm and be fair, be absolutely sure, beware
On your guard, take care
When there is such temptation
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She’s much too close for comfort now
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for cover
She’s much too close for comfort now
One thing leads to another
Too late to run for mother
She’s much too close for comfort now
Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware
She’s too close, too close, for comfort now
Donderdag 5 april 1979
I Hold Your Hand In Mine
I Hold Your Hand In Mine
Composer(s): Tom Lehrer
Performer(s): Tom Lehrer
and multiple other artists
I hold you hand in mine dear I press it to my lips
I take a healthy bite from your dainty fingertips
My joy would be complete dear
If you were only here
But still I keep your hand as a precious souvenir
The night you died I cut it off I really don't know why
For now each time I kiss it I get bloodstains on my tie
I'm sorry now I killed you for our love was something fine
Until they come to get me I shall hold your hand in mine
Donderdag 5 april 1979
Juan Sin Tierra
Juan Sin Tierra
Composer(s): Jorge Saldaña; Victor Jara
Performer(s): Victor Jara;
Los Folkloristas; Manolo Garcia
Voy a cantar el corrido
de un hombre que fue a la guerra
que anduvo en la sierra herido
para conquistar su tierra
Lo conoci en la batalla
y entre tanta balacera
el que es revolucionario
puede morir donde quiera
El general nos decia
peleen con mucho valor
les vamos a dar parcela
cuando haya reparticion
Mi padre fue peon de hacienda
y yo un revolucionario
mis hijos pusieron tienda
y mi nieto es funcionario
Grito Emiliano Zapata
quiero tierra y libertad
y el gobierno se reia
cuando lo iban a enterrar
Vuela, vuela palomita
parate en aquella higera
que aqui se acaba el corrido
del mentado Juan sin tierra
Woensdag 4 april 1979
Too Busy Thinking About My Baby
Too Busy Thinking About My Baby
Composer(s): Norman Whitfield - Barrett Strong - Janie Bradford
First release: The Temptations - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Ah-ah-aaah, oh yeah...
Oh listen to me people
I ain't got time to think about money
Or what it can buy
And I ain't got time to sit down and wonder
What makes a birdie fly
And I don't have the time to think about
What makes a flower grow
And I've never given a second thought
To where the rivers flow
Too busy thinking about my baby
And I ain't got time for nothing else
Said, I ain't got time to discuss the weather
How long it's gonna last
And I ain't got time to do no studies
Once I get out of class
Telling ya I'm just a fellow
Said I got a one track mind
And when it comes to thinking about anything but my baby
I just don't have any time
Too busy thinking about my baby
And I ain't got time for nothing else
The diamonds and pearls in the world
Could never match her worth, no no
She's some kind of wonderful, people tell ya
I got heaven right here on earth
I'm just a fellow
With a one, one track mind
And when it comes to thinkin' about anything but my baby
I just don't have any time
Too busy thinking about my baby
And I ain't got time for nothing else
(yeah, she's never hard to find
'cause she's always on my mind)
Woensdag 4 april 1979
I Heard You Singing Your Song
I Heard You Singing Your Song
Composer(s): Barry Mann
Performer(s): Barry Mann; Nancy Wilson
Now the walls took a long time to crumble
And the jumbled pieces of my life
Took the long way around to come together
And then I heard you singing your song
And I knew I'd been living all wrong
And I couldn't help but sing along
La la la la la la la la la la la la
Never giving, always taking
And faking every move I make
To keep me safe and well protected
Sing a long
Sing a long
I was almost down to empty
And the world looked mighty cold
And then I heard you sing a simple song
And the sun came a rushin' back to fill my soul
I heard you singing your song
Heard you singing your song
Heard you singing your song
Heard you singing your song
Singing your song
Heard you singing your song
Heard you singing your song
Hear you singing
Woensdag 4 april 1979
J'Suis Papa Et J'Suis Dans L'Coup
J'Suis Papa Et J'Suis Dans L'Coup
Performer(s): André Bourvil
Quand on est papa
Il faut souvent
Pour plaire aux enfants
Etre dans le vent
Moi j'ai compris ça
C'est pas idiot
En écoutant la radio, i,o,i,o
Je me suis remis
Le col marin
Qui m'allait si bien
Au temps des copains
Mes enfants m'ont dit
"C'est le bouquet
Papa t'es un père OK!"
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'suis dans l'coup, j'suis dans l'coup
Et pour danser le yéyé
J'suis parti du bon pied
Quand j'entends siffler le train
Je me sens plein d'entrain
Pour moi l'école est finie, oui, oui
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'fais joujou, j'fais joujou,
J'ai pris des leçons de twist
Pour dev'nir un artiste
Et si je semble un peu fou,
Je m'en fouts, je m'en fouts
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'avais bien pensé
Dès le départ
Pour faire du pétard
Jouer de la guitare
Mais ça marche à l'électricité
Et l'courant était coupé
J'ai voulu frapper
Sur un tambour
Mais c'est un peu sourd
Pour crier l'amour
Alors sous l'oeil rond
De mes fistons
J'ai joué du twist aux pistons
Et quand tout va de travers
Et le monde à l'envers
Au lieu de m'faire du mouron
J'fais dadou, j'fais ronron
Ça n'est pas sérieux du tout
Mais j'm'en fouts, mais j'm'en fouts
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
Dinsdag 3 april 1979
Too Beautiful To Last
Too Beautiful To Last
Composer(s): Richard Rodney Bennett - Paul Francis Webster
Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck; Russ Peterson; Kerri Sherwood
The days of autumn splendor
Those moments, warm and tender
Was it too beautiful to last
The love we share together
The dreams we dare together
Was it too beautiful to last
Walking hand in hand
The dawn discloses
We were dreaming of a land
Where love preposes
But castles made of sand
Like winter roses are fated to die
My darlin', like you and I
My darlin'
Where are those sweet Septembers
The joy my heart remembers
Lost in the shadows of the past
The rainbow watched above you
The sacred words "I love you"
Why did that dream go by so fast
Was it too beautiful
Was it too beautiful to last
Dinsdag 3 april 1979
I Heard You Cried Last Night
