• LUPAI

    LUPAI
    Dance 60ties
    Circa 15 anni fa Piero Morari, un laico interessato ai problemi dell’emarginazione, inizia ad occuparsi di una realtà di disagio sofferto in Guatemala da un gruppo di persone, chiamati “Desplazados”, che avevano perso, in seguito alle guerre civili, casa, lavoro e identità civile. Insieme all’associazione “Apasci” e alla Fondazione “Piccini” lavora alla costruzione del “Villaggio Piero Morari”.
    Questo cd di ballabili anni 60, registrato con il gruppo bresciano dei The The,tra i quali Chico Morari,fratello di Piero, ha contribuito al mantenimento di questo villaggio e ad altre iniziative umanitarie in Africa.

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    SITTIN ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY

    O. Redding, S. Cropper

    Sittin’ in the morning sun
    I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes
    Watching the ships roll in
    Then I watch them roll away again,
    yeah I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
    Watchin’ the tide roll away,
    ooh I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
    Wastin’ time

    I left my home in Georgia
    Headed for the Frisco Bay
    Cuz I’ve had nothing to live for
    And look like nothing’s gonna come my way
    So, I’m just gon’ sit on the dock of the bay
    Watchin’ the tide roll away,
    ooh I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
    Wastin’ time

    Looks like nothing’s gonna change
    Everything still remains the same
    I can’t do what ten people tell me to do
    So I guess I’ll remain the same,

    Sittin’ here resting my bones
    And this lonely mess won’t leave me alone,
    listen Two thousand miles I roam
    Just to make this dock my home,
    now I’m just gon’ sit at the dock of a bay
    Watchin’ the tide roll away,
    ooh Sittin’ on the dock of the bay
    Wastin’ time

    OUT OF TIME

    M. Jagger, K. Richards

    You don’t know what’s going on
    You’ve been away for far too long
    You can’t come back and think you are still mine
    You’re out of touch, my baby
    My poor discarded baby
    I said, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time

    Well, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
    I said, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
    You are all left out
    Out of there without a doubt
    ‘Cause baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time

    You thought you were a clever girl
    Giving up your social whirl
    But you can’t come back
    and be the first in line, oh no
    You’re obsolete my baby
    My poor old-fashioned baby
    I said baby, baby, baby you’re out of time

    Well, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
    I said, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
    Yes, you are left out Out of there without a doubt
    ‘Cause baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time

    I said, baby, baby, you’re out of time

    LONG TRAIN RUNNING

    J.J. Cale

    Down around the corner half a mile from here
    see them both feet run and you watch them dissapear

    without love where would you be now
    without love

    though i saw miss lucy down along the track
    she lost her home and her family and she won t be coming back

    without love where would you be now
    without love

    with the feeling always central and the southern central freight
    you got to keep on pushing mamma you know there running late

    without love where would you be now
    without love

    when the pistons keep on turning and go round and round
    and the steel reels are cold and hard and the moutain ain t no down

    without love where would you be now
    without love

    COCAINE

    J.J. Cale

    If you want to hang out
    you gotta take her out
    Cocaine.
    If you want to get down

    down on the ground
    Cocaine.
    She don’t lie
    she don’t lie
    she don’t lie
    Cocaine.

    If you got bad news
    you want to kick them blues
    cocaine.
    when your day is done and you got to run
    Cocaine.
    She don’t lied
    she don’t lie
    she don’t lie
    Cocaine.

    If your thing is gone and you want to ride on
    Cocaine.
    Don’t forget this fact
    you can’t get back
    Cocaine.
    She don’t lie
    she don’t lie
    she don’t lie
    Cocaine.
    a hundred magic finger is whirling carousel
    the medicine within me
    no doctor could prescribe

    VENUS

    Van Leewen

    A godess on a mountain top,
    was burning like a silver flame.
    The summit of beauty she was,
    and Venus was her name.

    She’s got it, Yeah baby she’s got it.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.

    Her weapons were her crystal eyes,
    making every man a man.
    Black as a darknight she was,
    got what no one else had.

    She’s got it, Yeah baby she’s got it.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.

    The goddess on the mountain top
    was burning like a silver flame
    the summit of beauty and love
    and Venus was her name

    chorus

    She’s got it, yeah baby she’s got it
    well I’m your Venus
    I’m your fire, at your desire
    She’s got it, yeah baby she’s got it
    well I’m your Venus
    I’m your fire, at your desire

    Her weapons were her crystal eyes
    making every man she met
    black as the dark night she was
    got what no-one else had
    A godess on a mountain top,
    was burning like a silver flame.
    The summit of beauty she was,
    and Venus was her name.

    She’s got it, Yeah baby she’s got it.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.

    Her weapons were her crystal eyes,
    making every man a man.
    Black as a darknight she was,
    got what no one else had.

    She’s got it, Yeah baby she’s got it.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.
    Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire at your desire.
    Shocking Blue (The Netherlands)

    The goddess on the mountain top
    was burning like a silver flame
    the summit of beauty and love
    and Venus was her name

    chorus

    She’s got it, yeah baby she’s got it
    well I’m your Venus
    I’m your fire, at your desire
    She’s got it, yeah baby she’s got it
    well I’m your Venus
    I’m your fire, at your desire

    Her weapons were her crystal eyes
    making every man she met
    black as the dark night she was
    got what no-one else had

    BLACK IS BLACK

    Los Bravos

    Black is black I want my baby back It’s gray, it’s gray Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh What can I do ‘Cause I-I-I-I-I’m feelin’ blue

    If I had my way She’d be back today But she don’t intend To see me again, Ooh-Ooh What can I do ‘Cause I-I-I-I-I’m feelin’ blue

    I can’t choose It’s too much to lose My love’s too strong Wow! Maybe if she would come back to me Then it can’t go wrong
    Bad is bad That I feel so sad t’s time, it’s time That I found peace of mind, Ooh-Ooh What can I do ‘Cause I-I-I-I-I’m feelin’ blue

    I can’t choose It’s too much to lose My love’s too strong Wow! Maybe if she would come back to me Then it can’t go wrong
    Black is black I want my baby back It’s gray, it’s gray Since she went away, Ooh-Ooh
What can I do ‘Cause I-I-I-I-I’m feelin’ blue ‘Cause I-I-I-I-I’m feelin’ blue

    GIMME SOME LOVIN

    S. Winwood, Davis, M. Winwood

    Well, my temperature’s rising and my feet hit the floor
    Twenty people knocking ‘cause they’re wanting some more
    Let me in, baby, I don’t know what you’ve got
    But you’d better take it easy, ‘cause this place is hot

    So glad we made it, so glad we made it
    You got to gimme some lovin’, gimme some lovin’
    Gimme some lovin’ every day

    Well, I feel so good, everything is sounding hot
    Better take it easy, ‘cause the place is on fire
    Been a hard day and I don’t know what to do
    Wait a minute, baby, it could happen to you

    So glad we made it, so glad we made it
    You got to gimme some lovin’, gimme some lovin’
    Gimme some lovin’ every day

    Well, I feel so good, everybody’s getting higher
    Better take it easy, ‘cause the place is on fire
    Been a hard day, nothing went too good
    Now I’m gonna relax, honey, everybody should

    So glad we made it, so glad we made it
    You got to gimme some lovin’, gimme some lovin’
    Gimme some lovin’ every day

    I CAN GET NO SATISFACTION

    M. Jagger, K. Richards

    I can’t get no satisfaction
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    ‘cause I try
    and I try
    and I try
    and I try

    I can’t get no,
    I can’t get no
    When I’m drivin’ in my car
    And that man comes on the radio
    And he’s tellin’ me more and more
    About some useless information
    Supposed to fire my imagination
    I can’t get no
    Oh, no, no, no
    Hey, hey, hey.
    That’s what I say
    I can’t get no…
    When I’m watchin’ my TV
    And that a man come on to tell me
    How white my shirt can be
    Well, he can’t be a man
    ‘cause he doesn’t smoke
    the same cigarettes as me
    I can’t get no
    Oh, no, no, no
    Hey, hey, hey.
    That’s what I say
    I can’t get no satisfaction.
    I can’ get no girl with action
    ‘cause I try
    and I try and I try and I try
    I can’t get no,
    I can’t get no
    When I’m ridin’ ‘round the world
    And I’m doin’ this and I’m signin’ that
    And I’m tryin’ to make some girl
    Who tell me: baby, better come back letter next week
    ‘cause you see I’m on a losing streak
    I can’t get no
    Oh, no, no, no
    ey, hey, hey.
    That’s what I say
    I can’t get no
    I can’t get no
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    No satisfaction,
    No satisfaction,
    No satisfaction

    PROUD MARY

    J.C. Fogerty

    Left a good job in the city,
    Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day,
    And I never lost one minute of sleepin’,
    Worryin’ ‘bout the way things might have been.

    Chorus:
    Big wheel keep on turnin’,
    Proud Mary keep on burnin’,
    Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

    Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
    Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans,
    But I never saw the good side of the city,
    ‘Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

    Chorus:
    Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

    If you come down to the river,
    Bet you gonna find some people who live.
    You don’t have to worry ‘cause you have no money,
    People on the river are happy to give.

    Chorus:
    Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river. Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river. Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

    HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE RAIN

    J.C. Fogerty

    Someone told me long ago
    There’s a calm before the storm, I know
    And it’s been coming for some time
    When it’s over, so they say
    It’ll rain a sunny day, I know
    Shining down like water

    Ref.: I wanna know
    Have you ever seen the rain
    I wanna know
    Have you ever seen the rain
    Coming down on a sunny day

    Yesterday and days before
    Sun is cold and rain is hard, I know
    Been that way for all my time
    ‘Til forever on it goes
    Thru the circle fast and slow, I know
    And it can’t stop, I wonder

    Ref.: I wanna know
    Have you ever seen the rain
    I wanna know
    Have you ever seen the rain
    Coming down on a sunny day

    LIKE A ROLLING STONE

    Bob Dylan

    Once upon a time you dressed so fine
    You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you ?
    People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
    You thought they were all kiddin’ you
    You used to laugh about
    Everybody that was hangin’ out
    Now you don’t talk so loud
    Now you don’t seem so proud
    About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be without a home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone ?

    You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
    But you know you only used to get juiced in it
    And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
    And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
    You said you’d never compromise
    With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
    He’s not selling any alibis
    As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
    And say do you want to make a deal?

    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone ?
    You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
    When they all come down and did tricks for you
    You never understood that it ain’t no good
    You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
    You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
    Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
    Ain’t it hard when you discover that
    He really wasn’t where it’s at
    After he took from you everything he could steal.

    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone ?

    Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
    They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
    Exchanging all precious gifts
    But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
    You used to be so amused
    At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
    Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
    When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
    You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your own
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone ?

    ME AND BOBBY MCGEE

    K. Kristofferson, F. L. Forster

    Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin’ for the train,
    Feelin’ nearly faded as my jeans.
    Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained;
    Took us all the way to New Orleans.
    I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
    And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues.
    With them windshield wipers slappin’ time,
    And Bobby clappin’ hands,
    We finally sang up every song that driver knew.

    Freedom’s just another word for nothing’ left to lose:
    Nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’ but it’s free.
    Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
    Feeling good was good enough for me;
    Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

    From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
    Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
    Standin’ right beside me, Lord, through everything I’ve done,
    Every night she kept me from the cold.
    Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
    Lookin’ for the home I hope she’ll find.
    And I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
    Holdin’ Bobby’s body next to mine.

    Freedom’s just another word for nothing’ left to lose:
    Nothin’ left is all she left for me.
    Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
    Buddy, that was good enough for me;
    Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

    La da da la la na na na
    La da da na na.
    La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee.
    La la la la la da da da
    La la la da da.
    La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee.

    La la la la la na na na
    La la la da da.
    La da da da, Me and Bobby McGee.
    La la la la la da da da……………..

    MA CHE COLPA ABBIAMO NOI

    B. Lind, Mogol

    La notte cade su di noi
    la pioggia cade su di noi

    la gente non sorride piu’
    vediamo un mondo vecchio che
    ci sta crollando addosso ormai

    ma che colpa abbiamo noi?
    (Instrumental)
    sara’ una bella societa’

    fondata sulla liberta’
    pero’ spiegateci perche’
    se non pensiamo come voi

    ci disprezzate come mai?
    ma che colpa abbiamo noi?

    e se noi non siamo come voi
    e se noi non siamo come voi
    e se noi non siamo come voi una ragione

    forse c’e’
    e se non la sapete voi
    ma che colpa abbiamo noi?

    abbiamo noi
    ma che colpa abbiamo noi?
    pa ra pa pa pa pa pa paah

    pa ra pa pa pa pa pa paah
    e se noi non siamo come voi una ragione
    forse c’e’

    e se non la sapete voi
    ma che colpa abbiamo noi?

    ma che colpa abbiamo noi