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MUSIKHISTORIA
1970

BÄST 1970

1 Cracklin´ Rosie
Neil Diamond

2 Kitsch
Barry Ryan

3 Tears of a clown
Smokey Robinson & the Miracles

4 Question
Moody Blues

5 Holly holy
Neil Diamond

6 Jam up jelly tight
Tommy Roe

7 Soolaimon
Neil Diamond

8 Lady D´Arbanville
Cat Stevens

9 Amazing grace
Judy Collins

10 Run Sally run
Cuff Links

11 Gimme dat ding
Pipkins

12 My baby loves lovin´
White Plains

13 Hitchin´ a ride
Vanity Fare

14 Wight is wight
Michel Delpech

15 Travellin´ band
Creedence Clearwater Revival

16 Love grows where my Rose Marie goes
Edison Lighthouse

17 Arizona
Mark Lindsay

18 Instant karma
Lennon Ono & Plastic Ono Band

19 Solitary man
Neil Diamond

20 Pretty Belinda
Chris Andrews

21 Spirit in the sky
Norman Greenbaum

22 Up around the bend
Creedence Clearwater Revival

23 Cecilia
Simon and Garfunkel

24 Everybody go home
the party is over
Clodagh Rodgers

25 Yellow river
Christie

26 Goodbye Sam Hello Samantha
Cliff Richard

27 All right now
Free

28 Lola
Kinks

29 Are you ready
Pacific Gas & Electric

30 War
Edwin Starr

31 San Bernadino
Christie

32 Candida
Dawn

33 Band of gold
Freda Payne

34 What have they done to my song Ma
Melanie

35 Whole lotta love
CCS

36 I´ll be there
Jackson Five

37 Bridge over troubled water
Simon and Garfunkel

38 Ball of confusion
Temptations

39 Venus
Shocking Blue

40 Patches
Clarence Carter

41 American woman
Guess Who

42 Indiana wants me
R Dean Taylor

43 Mama told me not to come
Three Dog Night

44 Someday we´ll be together again
Diana Ross & the Supremes

45 Julie do ya love me
Bobby Sherman

46 Why can´t I touch you
Ronnie Dyson

47 I think I love you
Partridge Family

48 Lay down
Melanie

49 Give me just a little more time
Chairmen Of the Board

50 Something´s burning
Kenny Rogers & the First Edition

51 Apeman
Kinks

52 Indian reservation
Don Fardon

53 Love of the common people
Nicky Thomas

54 Let´s work together
Canned Heat

55 El condor pasa
Los Incas

56 Something
Shirley Bassey

57 Song of joy
Miguel Rios

58 And the grass won´t pay no mind
Neil Diamond

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Cracklin´ Rosie

Cracklin' Rosie, get on board
We're gonna ride till there ain't no more to go
Taking it slow
Lord, don't you know
Have me a time with a poor man's lady

Hitchin' on a twilight train
Ain't nothing there that I care to take along
Maybe a song
To sing when I want
Don't need to say please to no man for a happy tune

Oh, I love my Rosie child
She got the way to make me happy
You and me, we go in style
Cracklin' Rosie you're a store-bought woman
You make me sing like a guitar hummin'
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin' on

Play it now
Play it now
Play it now, my baby

Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile
God if it lasts for an hour, that's all right
We got all night
To set the world right
Find us a dream that don't asks no questions, yeah

Oh, I love my Rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me, we go in style
Cracklin' Rosie, you're a store-bought woman
You make me sing like a guitar hummin'
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin' on

Play it now
Play it now
Play it now, my baby

Cracklin' Rosie, make me a smile
God if it lasts for an hour, that's all right
We got all night
To set the world right
Find us a dream that don't asks no questions, yeah

 

Tears of a clown

Now if there's a smile on my face
it's only there tryin' to fool the public
but when it comes down 
to foolin' you;
Now honey, that's quite a different subject

But don't let my glad expression
give you the wrong impression
Really I'm sad
I'm sadder than sad
You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad
Like a clown I pretend to be glad

Now there's some sad things 
known to man
but ain't too much sadder than
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around

Now if I appear to be carefree
it's only to camouflage my sadness
In order to keep my pride I try
to cover the hurt 
with a show of gladness

But don't let my show convince you
that I've been happy since you
decided to go
Oh, I need you so
I'm hurt and I want you to know

Now there's some sad things 
known to man
but ain't too much sadder than
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around

Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my sadness hid
(aaargh! I can't remember! 
It'll come to me and I'll send it
along.)
But in my lonely room I cry
the tears of a clown
when there's no one around

 

Question

Why do we never get an answer, 
When we're knocking at the door. 
With a thousand million questions, 
About hate and death and war? 
'Cos when we stop and look around us,
 There is nothing that we need. 
In a world of persecution, 
That is burning in its greed. 
Aaah... Aaah... 
Why do we never get an answer, 
When we're knocking at the door?
 Because the truth is hard to swallow,
 That's what the war of love is for. 
It's not the way that you say it, 
When you do those things to me. 
It's more the way that you mean it, 
When you tell me what will be. 
And when you stop and think about it,
 You won't believe it's true. 
That all the love you've been giving, 
Has all been meant for you. 
I'm looking for someone 
to change my life, 
I'm looking for a miracle in my life. 
And if you could see, 
What it's done to me,
 To lose the love I knew, 
Could safely lead me through. 
Between the silence of the mountains,
 And the crashing of the sea. 
There lies a land I once lived in, 
And she's waiting there for me. 
But in the grey of the morning, 
My mind becomes confused.
 Between the dead and the sleeping, 
And the road that I must choose. 
I'm looking for someone 
to change my life, 
I'm looking for a miracle in my life. 
And if you could see, 
What it's done to me, 
To lose the love I knew, 
Could safely lead me to,
The land that I once knew, 
To learn as we grow old, 
The secrets of our soul. 
It's not the way that you say it, 
When you do those things to me.
 It's more the way you really mean it,
 When you tell me what will be. 
Aaah... 
Why do we never get an answer, 
When we're knocking at the door. 
With a thousand million questions, 
About hate and death and war? 
'Cos when we stop 
and look around us, 
There is nothing that we need. 
In a world of persecution, 
That is burning in its greed. 
Aaah...



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