Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mary Lou Composer(s): Abe Lyman; J. Russel Robinson; George Waggner Performer(s): Bing Crosby and various other artists
Mary Lou, Mary Lou Cross my heart, I love you Every bell in the steeple is ready to ring And all the people are planning pretty presents all for you Mary Lou Won't you give me your promise true? Why for miles around they're waiting To start their celebrating When you say "I do" Mary Lou
Ojos De Juventud Composer(s): Arturo Tolentino Performer(s): Javier Solis; and various other artists
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios
volviendo a crear la luz eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Voy por la vida sin tu amor como nave sin final pues me rompiste el corazón Con tus manitas de marfil como si fueran de cristal
Y cómo nunca he de olvidar tu suprema ingratitud ni tu traición digo a mis ojos con afán ojos de juventud llorad
Ojos de juventud puso en tu cara Dios volviendo a crear la luz eran para mi amor como un rayo de sol de eterna plenitud Ojos de juventud la vida a mí me dio para llorar para llorar tu amor que luego me engañó con su traición vulgar
Mary In The Morning Composer(s): Johnny Cymbal; Michael Rashkow Performer(s): Al Martino and various other artists
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair Ummm-um
When I awake and see her there so close beside me I want to take her in my arms The ache is there, so deep inside me
And nothing's quite as pretty as Mary In The Morning Chasing a rainbow in her dreams so far away And when she turns to touch it, I kiss her face so softly And then my Mary wakes to love another day Ummm-um
And Mary's there, in summer days or stormy weather She doesn't care, who's right or wrong The love we share we share together Ooo-oo
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the evening Kissed by the shades of night and starlight in her hair And as we walk, I hold her close beside me All our tomorrows for a lifetime we will share Ummm-um
Ojitos Verdes Composer(s): Victor Jara Performer(s): Victor Jara
La vida niña de los ojos negros la vida de los ojos colorados la vida de los ojos colorados la vida tus mayores son mis suegros la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados la vida niña de los ojos negros ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos son los bonitos pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos los verdecitos
Los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero por una que se llama ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo por una que se llama ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo cierto y asi se muere el que te quere el que te quiere
La vida niña de los ojos negros la vida de los ojos colorados la vida de los ojos colorados la vida tus mayores son mis suegros la vida tus hermanos mis cuñados la vida niña de los ojos negros ojos negros y pardos son los bonitos son los bonitos pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos pero los de mi gusto los verdecitos los verdecitos si, cierto y me muero por una que se llama ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo por una que se llama ya ni me acuerdo, ya ni me acuerdo cierto y asi se muere el que te quere el que te quiere
Mary Hamilton (Traditional) Performer(s): Joan Baez and various other artists
Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Hall And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of all That Mary Hamilton has borne a babe To the highest Stuart of all Oh rise, arise Mary Hamilton Arise and tell to me What thou hast done with thy wee babe I saw and heard weep by thee I put him in a tiny boat And cast him out to sea That he might sink or he might swim But he'd never come back to me Oh rise arise Mary Hamilton Arise and come with me There is a wedding in Glasgow town This night we'll go and see She put not on her robes of black Nor her robes of brown But she put on her robes of white To ride into Glasgow town And as she rode into Glasgow town The city for to see The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife Cried Alack and alas for thee You need not weep for me she cried You need not week for me For had I not slain my own wee babe This death I would not dee Oh little did my mother think When first she cradled me The lands I was to travel in And the death I was to dee Last night I washed the Queen's feet And put the gold in her hair And the only reward I find for this The gallows to be my share Cast off cast off my gown she cried But let my petticoat be And tie a napkin round my face The gallows I would not see Then by them come the king himself Looked up with a pitiful eye Come down come down Mary Hamillton Tonight you will dine with me Oh hold your tongue my sovereign liege And let your folly be For if you'd a mind to save my life You'd never have shamed me here Last night there were four marys tonight there'll be but three It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton And Mary Carmichael and me
Mary Had A Little Lamb Composer(s): Buddy Guy Originally performed by: Buddy Guy
Mary had a little lamb Fleece was white as snow, yeah And everywhere that she went The lamb was sure to go
He followed her to school one day And broke the teacher's rule, yeah What a time they have That day at school Tisket, tasket, tasket, tasket now Mine green and yellow basket I wrote a letter to my baby, yeah And on my way I past it
No no no no no no no No no no no yeah No no no no no no No no no no no
Mary From The Dairy Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Miller; Walsh Performer(s): Max Miller
I fell in love with Mary from the dairy But Mary wouldn't fall in love with me Down by an old mill stream We both sat down to dream Little did she know that I was thinking up a scheme
She said, 'Let's pick some buttercups and daisies' But those buttercups were full of margarine She slipped and we both Down by a wishing well In the same place where I fell for Nellie Dean
I fell in love with Mary from the Dairy But Mary wouldn't fall in love with me Down by an old mill stream We both sat down to dream That was when I offered her my strawberries and cream
We walked and talked together in the moonlight She asked me what I knew of farmery I said, 'Mary, I'm no fool You can't milk Barney's Bull' That's when Mary from the dairy fell for me
Little did she know that I was thinking up a scheme The wife she says that she is going to leave me The moment that she does then I am free There's a little girl I know I'll take her and I'll show Where Mary from the Dairy fell for me
Ojitos Gitanos Composer(s): Roberto Zafra Performer(s): Javier Solis
Como una reina gitana como un terrible malfario así llegaste a mi vida con esos ojos tan lindos con esos ojos tan lindos que van a ser mi calvario
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, se va cantando la luna ¡ay! la, ra, la, la, ra, ra, ra, como tu cara ninguna Tus ojitos gitanillos que relumbran cual luceros si me miran vida mía te lo juro que me muero
Como si fuera un desierto caminaba por la vida pero una noche de luna se encendieron dos luceros y eran tus ojos mi vida como caídos del cielo
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, se va cantando la luna ¡ay! la, ra, la, la, ra, ra, ra, como tu cara ninguna Tus ojitos gitanillos que relumbran cual luceros si me miran vida mía te lo juro que me muero
¡Ay! la, ra, la, la, la, ra, ra, ¡qué contenta va la luna!
Mary Dear (aka "I'll Be There, Mary Dear" or "Goodbye, Mary Dear") Composer(s): Andrew B. Sterling; Harry Von Tilzer Performer(s): Gene Autry and various other artists
"Goodbye, Mary I must go" Said a lad, "Now don't grieve so For it's duty calls me far across the sea" "Take this autumn leaf of gold" Said the maid, "'Twill ne'er grow old Always wear it next to your heart and think of me"
"Meet me yonder down the lane When I come back home again 'Neath the tree where this golden leaf once grew Kiss me, Mary, then we'll part" Said the lad with a broken heart "When the leaves begin to fall, I'll be with you"
"I'll be there, Mary dear, I'll be there When the fragrance of the roses fills the air 'Neath that old tree grand and tall When the leaves begin to fall I'll be there, yes, I'll be there, sweet Mary dear"
See the lad with empty sleeve Of his comrades taking leave They were home again, the transport had come back "If she loved you long ago, She won't love you less, I know But one arm will do to hold her to you, Jack"
It was autumn time again As he wandered down the lane There beneath that old oak tree he found a grave So he knelt in silent prayer For the one he loved slept there As the tears fell on the golden leaf she gave
"I'll be there, Mary dear, I'll be there When the fragrance of the roses fills the air 'Neath that old tree grand and tall When the leaves begin to fall I'll be there, yes, I'll be there, sweet Mary dear"
Ojitos De Ombligo Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Pequeño habitante en la barriga grande de mamá que llegas Octubre rompiendo las costumbres nacerás la primavera por dentro llegó Afuera los que esperan somos dos el árbol quiere una flor
Asómate al ombligo pequeño duendecito, para ver que viene por el cielo un cometa viajero, para ser testigo del primer diente en Abril esquivo profesor de volantín le pongo un hilo, y es para ti
Usted allá adentro y más afuera esta espera para dos salga contento y mame teta comprometa su pequeño corazón
Pequeño habitante en la barriga grande de mamá que vienes a la tierra acá donde América se va.. asoma tus ojitos para el mar Valparaíso espera más allá en un saltito vienes y vas
Asómate al ombligo provócale un suspiro a mi canción que canten los zorzales debajo de los Andes nació el sol la primavera por dentro llegó afuera los que esperan somos dos el árbol pintó una flor
Usted allá adentro y más afuera esta espera para dos salga contento y mame teta comprometa su pequeño corazón
Ojalá Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez; and various other artists
Ojalá que las hojas
no te toquen el cuerpo cuando caigan para que no las puedas convertir en cristal Ojalá que la lluvia deje de ser milagro que baja por tu cuerpo Ojalá que la luna pueda salir sin tí Ojalá que la tierra no te bese los pasos
Ojalá se te acabé la mirada constante la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta Ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve Ojalá por lo menos que me lleve la muerte para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones
Ojalá que la aurora no dé gritos que caigan en mi espalda Ojalá que tu nombre se le olvide a esa voz Ojalá las paredes no retengan tu ruido de camino cansado Ojalá que el deseo se vaya tras de tí a tu viejo gobierno de difuntos y flores
Mary Ann Regrets Composer(s): Harlan Howard Performer(s): Burl Ives and various other artists
I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours Then today in the mail I received this short little note And I broke down inside at the message that her mother wrote
Mary Ann regrets she's unable to see you again We're leaving for Europe next week, she'll be busy till then They know that she loves me, but poor boys don't fit in their plan Good-bye true love, good-bye my sweet Mary Ann
The weeks have gone by not a word have I heard since then In the papers I read of the far away places she's been I can't eat, I can't sleep for over and over again My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Mary Ann
Mary Ann regrets she's unable to see you again We're leaving for Europe next week, she'll be busy till then They know that she loves me but poor boys don't fit in their plan Good-bye true love, good-bye my sweet Mary Ann
My Mary Ann died, they said she just wasted away If I could have seen her I know she'd be living today For we loved each other and if they'd have left us alone Today she'd be wearing my ring, not a blanket of stone
Mary Ann regrets she's unable to see you again We're leaving for Europe next week, she'll be busy till then They know that she loves me but poor boys don't fit in their plan Good-bye true love, good-bye my sweet Mary-Ann
Oh-Oh, I'm Falling In Love Again Composer(s): Al Hoffman; Dick Manning; Mark Markwell Performer(s): Jimmie F. Rodgers; Eddy Arnold; Marion Ryan
Uh-oh, I'm falling in love again, uh-oh...
Many's the time I've been two-timed Many's the time I've been stung Many a honey took all of my money, but That was when I was much younger
Made up my mind to be careful Made up my mind to beware I was alright until until Saturday night I met a girl with the goldenest hair
Chorus: Uh-oh, I'm falling in love again, uh-oh I thought I'd never get caught again Never in a hundred, never in a thousand Never in a million years Never in a million years
She had the bluest of blue eyes She had the cherriest lips Shouldn't have have kissed her I tried to resist her but One kiss, and I was a goner
I couldn't run if I'd wanted I couldn't run if I tried Saw what I liked And I liked what I saw And my heart went along for the ride
(Chorus)
That was the end of my roamin' Now that it's over, I'm glad Through gallavantin' I got in a slam and I'm Uh-oh, I'm a ring-a-ding daddy
Rockin' the cradle at nighttime Livin' and lovin' each day Got me a wife She's the light of my life And when I kiss her each morning I say
(Chorus)
Never in a hundred, never in a thousand Never in a million years Never in a million years Uh-oh, uh-oh...
Mary (What Are You Waiting For?) Composer(s): Walter Donaldson Performer(s): Bing Crosby and various other artists
What are you waiting for What are you waiting for, Mary? What are you thinking 'bout Who are you thinking 'bout, Mary? The bees are buzzing, they're buzzing right in my ear And they keep on asking "Hey, what's the big idea?"
Think of the moon above Doesn't it speak of love, Mary? Why do you lead me on Why do you be so contrary? You wouldn't let my castle come tum-tum-tumbling down Think of the things in store What are you waiting for, Mary?
Ohio Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein; Betty Comden; Adolph Green Performer(s): Doris Day
Why oh why oh why oh Why did I ever leave Ohio? Why did I wander to find what lies yonder? Life was so cosy at home Wondrin why I wander Why did I fly, why did I roam? Oh why oh why oh did I leave Ohio? Maybe Id better go O-H-I-O Maybe Id better go home
Why did I wonder To find what lies yonder? Life was so cosy at home Wondrin why I wander Why did I fly, why did I roam? Oh why oh why oh did I leave Ohio? Maybe Id better go O-H-I-O Maybe Id better go home
Mary Composer(s): George M. Cohan Performer(s): James Cagney
My mother's name was Mary She was so good and true Because her name was Mary She called me Mary, too She wasn't gay or airy But plain as she could be I'd hate to meet a Mar-y Who called herself Ma-ry For it is Mar-y, Mar-y Plain as any name can be But with propriety Society will say Ma-ry! But it was Mar-y! Mar-y! Long before the fashions came And there is something there That sounds so square It's a grand old name
