Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Michail, Michail Dieses Liedchen ist für Dich Lass Dir bloß nicht übern Tisch ziehn und zieh uns nicht übern Tisch Michail, Michail Bleibe klug und bleibe schlau Bleibe Kind und sei ein Mann und sei tapfer wie 'ne Frau Sonst gabs Kanonen statt Butter jetzt jibt et Freiheit statt Butter Mein lieber Gorbi, det macht mir Sorgi Nix is mit Freiheit ohne Futter Ick will in keen Paradies rin Die Welt soll bloß nicht so mies sin Ick will bloß Wahrheit, Brot und Tomaten Liebe und Sojabraten
Oi oi mama, Hoffnung die ich heg Mütterchen mein, Rußland macht sich aufn Weg Oi oi mama, blas mal in die Glut Feuerchen, Du wärmst mich und das macht mir Mut Michail, Michail
Zieht euch warm an!
Michail, Michail Überall in Ost und West hast Du Freunde, doch auch Feinde und die wünschen Dir die Pest Michail, Michail aber ich, ich wünsch' Dir Glück daß Du weiter Deinen Weg machst ohne Kugel im Genick Da streiten sich die Gelehrten wie rund ist die Ecke ist die Reform ne Revolution Bist Du nurn Verräter odern Recke Mir ist det schnuppe, ick denke det ick dir damit nich kränke An Deinen Taten soll man dir messen Freiheit und Lieder und Wurscht zum Essen
Oi oi mama, was er alles kann Mach mach dumm, schnell ist man ein Tyrann Oi oi papa, Du kannst mehr Bleibe immer Mensch und sei ein Revolutionär Michail, Michail
Jetzt noch einmal!
Vladimir, sprach ich Sag, geht das mit dem Gorbi klar oder spielt er nur moderner wieder mal den alten Zar Es gibt so viele Parasiten uniformierte Banditen Putschgeneräle und Offiziere ordenbehängte hohe Tiere So viele Menschenverwalter die sehen Glasnost mit kalter mit kalter Wut und mit heißem Schrecken in die Arbeit stecken
Oi oi mama, eine neue Zeit Offen alle Grenzen, oi Gerechtigkeit Oi oi Kinder, klein ist unsre Welt Und sie soll ein Garten werden wo eine grüne Kuppel steht Michail, Michail
Oompa Loompa Composer(s): Anthony Newley; Leslie Bricusse Performer(s): Harry Connick Jr.; Hit Crew; Solanna
Oompa Loompa doompety doo I've got a perfect puzzle for you Oompa Loompa doompety dee If you are wise you'll listen to me
What do you get when you guzzle down sweets Eating as much as an elephant eats What are you at, getting terribly fat What do you think will come of that I don't like the look of it
Oompa Loompa doompety da If you're not greedy, you will go far You will live in happiness too Like the Oompa Loompa doompety do Doompety do
Oompa Loompa doompety doo I've got another puzzle for you Oompa Loompa doompedah dee If you are wise you'll listen to me
Gum chewing's fine when it's once in a while It stops you from smoking and brightens your smile But it's repulsive, revolting and wrong Chewing and chewing all day long The way that a cow does
Oompa Loompa doompety da Given good manners you will go far You will live in happiness too Like the Oompa Loompa doompety do
Oompa Loompa doompety doo I've got another puzzle for you Oompa Loompa doompety dee If you are wise you'll listen to me
Who do you blame when your kid is a brat Pampered and spoiled like a siamese cat Blaming the kids is a lie and a shame You know exactly who's to blame The mother and the father
Oompa Loompa doompety da If you're not spoiled then you will go far You will live in happiness too Like the Oompa Loompa doompety do
Oompa Loompa doompety doo I've got another puzzle for you Oompa Loompa doompedah dee If you are wise you'll listen to me
What do you get from a glut of TV A pain in the neck and an IQ of three Why don't you try simply reading a book Or could you just not bear to look You'll get no You'll get no You'll get no You'll get no You'll get no commercials
Oompa Loompa doompety da If you like reading you will go far You will live in happiness too Like the - Oompa Oompa Loompa doompety do
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan He had whiskers on his chin again Along came the wind and blew them in again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan He kicked up an awful dinnegann Because they said he must not sing again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man called Michael Finnegan Ran a race and thought he'd win again Got so puffed that he had to go in again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan He drank through all his good gin again And so he wasted all his tin again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan He went fishing with a pin again Caught a fish and dropped it in again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man called Michael Finnegan Climbed a tree and barked his shin again Took off several yards of skin again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan He grew fat and then grew thin again Then he died and had to begin again Poor old Michael Finnegan.... Begin again
Ooit Komt De Dag
Composer(s): Jimmy Frey - Andy Free - Mary Boduin
Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Jij was ons geluk, een gezin met ons drie Maar de liefde ging stuk Waardoor kwam dat, of hoe en door wie?
Zij is weggegaan en nam jou met haar mee En m'n hele bestaan Werd een leven van hoop en verdriet En ik zie je nog De manier hoe je naar me keek Die blik op jou bedroefd gelaat En hoe klein je toen leek
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis En ik zie je nog De manier hoe je naar me keek Die blik op jou bedroefd gelaat Je was te klein En je wereld viel uit elkaar
In alle kinderen grote en kleine Zag ik steeds jouw verhaal Oneindig triest In de straten op de pleinen Zag ik jou verdwijnen En ik keek je dan na.
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis Ooit komt de dag, m'n kind, m'n eigen zoon Dat jij me kent, m'n te lang verloren droom M'n leven is zo leeg, zo leeg het huis
Ooit komt de dag dat jij het weet Wie ik wel was en hoe je werkelijk heet Dan is het feest en kom je weer naar huis
Michael Collins Composer(s): Derek Warfield Performer(s): Wolfe Tones
Come listen all me true men to my simple rhyme For it tells of a young man cut off in his prime A soldier and a statesman who laid down the law, and To die by the roaside in lone Beal na Bla When barely sixteen to England crossed o'er For to work as a boy in a government store But the Volunteers call he could not disobey So he came back to Dublin to join in the fray
At Easter nineteen sixteen when Pearse called them out The men from the Dublin battalion roved out And in the post office they nobley did show How a handful of heros could outfight the foe
To Stafford and jails transported they were As prisonners of England they soon made a stir Released before Christmas and home once again He banded old comrades together to train Dail Eireann assembled our rights to proclaim Suppressed by the English you'd think it's a shame How Ireland's best and bravest were harried and torn From the Arms of their loved ones and children new born
For years Mick eluded their soldiers and spies For he was the master of clever disguise With the Custom House blazing she found t'was no use And soon Mother England had asked for a truce Oh when will the young men a sad lesson spurn That brother and brother they never should turn Alas that a split in our ranks 'ere we saw Mick Collins stretched lifeless in lone Beal na Bla
Oh long will old Ireland be seeking in vain Ere we find a new leader to match the man slain A true son of Grainne his name long will shine O gallant Mick Collins cut off in his prime
Ooh! My Soul Composer(s): Little Richard Performer(s): The Beatles; George Bedard & The Kingpins; Little Richard; Pebbles; Ritchie Valens
Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? Honey, honey, honey, honey said get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well give me give me give me give me give me give me all the love you got Baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know I want a lot Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? I said honey, honey, honey, honey get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? Honey, honey, honey, honey get off get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul
Michael (Traditional) Performer(s): The Highwaymen
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah Green pastures on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Jordan's river is chilly and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Ooh Las Vegas Composer(s): Gram Parsons - Ric Grech First release by: Gram Parson - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the first time I lose a drink of whiskey And the second time I lose a drink of gin, Third time I lose a drink of anything Cause I think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the queen of spades is a friend of mine The queen of hearts is a bitch Some day when I clean up my mind I'll think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Spend all night with a dealer Just trying to get ahead, Spend all day at the Holiday Inn Just trying to get out of bed
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ooh La La Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Ron Wood Performer(s): Rod Stewart; and various other artists
Poor old Grandad I laughed at all his words I thought he was a bitter man He spoke of women's ways They'll trap you then they use you before you even know For love is blind and you're far too kind Don't ever let it show
I wish that I knew what I know now When I was younger I wish that I knew what I know now When I was stronger
The can-can such a pretty show Will steal your heart away But backstage back on earth again The dressing rooms are grey They come on strong and it ain't too long For they make you feel a man But love is blind and you soon will find You're just a boy again (joana)
When you want her lips, you get her cheek Makes you wonder where you are If you want some more then she's fast asleep Leaves you twinkling with the stars
Poor young grandson there's nothing I can say You'll have to learn, just like me And that's the hardest way, ooh la la
I wish that I knew what I know now When I was younger I wish that I knew what I know now When I was stronger
Mi Vida Es Cantar Composer(s): Victor Daniel Performer(s): Celia Cruz
Cantar para mi, es cómo ser dueña del universo poder expresar con mi voz lo que llevo por dentro Hacerles a ustedes sentir sensaciones grandiosas y en siete notas conjugar cantando muchas cosas Y cuando la magia de algún son invade poco a poco el corazón me envuelvo con su ritmo sabroson y el sentimiento Siento los cueros repicar y mi cuerpo no cesa de bailar dejándome llevar por el compás que bien me siento
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Cantando yo viajo al mundo brindándole sentimiento Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Tres amores tengo dentro de mi alegre corazón Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Cuba bella, el son la rumba y mi cabecita de algodón Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Lo que soy, es la gracia de Dios Su amor me dio este talento que te brindo con mi voz, con mi voz
Ooh I Do Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
The high school dance began at eight but mum and dad said don't be late They never ever seem to understand, I'm not the little girl they think I am .....they think I am
Ooh, Ooh I Do Oh yes I do love you Ooh, ooh I do Oh yes I do wo wo wo no no no no no no
I know for you it's just the same, and if we're young we're not to blame They don't believe in teenage love affairs They'll never know how much we really care .....we really care
Ooh, Ooh I Do Oh yes I do love you Ooh, ooh I do Oh yes I do wo wo wo no no no no no no
Mi Vida Es Amor Composer(s): Victor Rafael Cordero Performer(s): Javier Solís
Mi vida es amor, amor que me devora el alma mi vida es amor, calor, fulgor de la mañana Pájaros, flores, montañas y nubes de plata una carreta de paja perdida hacia allá
Mi vida es cantar, soñar con todas mis canciones Reír y llorar de amor al ver caer el sol Y en la noche a la orilla del mar las estrellas ponerme a contar Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
Y en la noche a la orilla del mar las estrellas ponerme a contar Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
O-o-h Child Composer(s): Stan Vincent Performer(s): The Five Stairsteps; and various other artists
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Right now, right now (You just wait and see how things are gonna be)
Ooh Baby Baby Composer(s): William Robinson; Warren "Pete" Moore Performer(s): Smokey Robinson; and various other artists
Ooo la la la la I did you wrong my heart went out to play But in the game I lost you What a price to pay, hey I'm crying
Ooo baby baby Ooo baby baby
Mistakes I know I've made a few But I'm only human You've made mistakes too, I'm crying
Ooo baby baby Ooo baby baby
I'm just about at the end of my rope But I can't stop trying I can't give up hope 'Cause I feel that one day I'll hold you near Whisper I still love you Until that day is here I'm crying
Oh, You Crazy Moon Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James Van Heusen Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey and multiple other artists
When they met, the way they smiled I saw that I was through Oh, you crazy moon, what did you do? And when they kissed, they tried to say that it was just in fun Oh, you crazy moon, look what you've done
Once you promised me, you know, that this could never end You should be ashamed to show your funny face, my friend There they are -- they fell in love I guess you think you're smart Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
It was just a night like this when it happened I was such an unsuspecting soul And I couldn't quite believe that it happened Til it got beyond control
Well, there they are, they fell in love; I guess you think you're smart Oh, you crazy moon, oh, you crazy moon Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
Mi Vida Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Si algo tengo de valor, es mi vida mi parcela de ilusión, mi vida porque siento y sé soñar porque ya aprendí a volar y es, mi vida, yo la viviré Bailaré al son que dé, mi vida y daré por la verdad, mi vida Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor y es, mi vida, yo la viviré No quiero promesas ni a quien las aplica yo vivo tan solo, mi vida solo grito, solo lucho porque necesito, mi vida todo lo que siento y soy, es mi vida todo lo que tengo hoy, es mi vida Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor y es, mi vida, yo la viviré
Ooga Sha La Bango Composer(s): Glenn Burtnick; Marshall Crenshaw Performer(s): The Sides
When I first saw my baby she was dancing hot and fast But I was in a corner with my leg in a cast When I met her I impressed her Said, "I'm a heavy dancin' guy once my leg isn't so broken", even tho it was a lie She just said
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
Well, anyway, I watched her through the night Then I gave her a ride and we stopped in at a diner Before I got her home we had fallen in love and it couldn't have felt any finer
My baby likes to boogie to the dancin' sounds. I was born with two left feet She thinks I can swing to the disco thing but I just can't get it She keeps saying
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
I wanted to keep my cast on longer but the doctor said it was time Now I watch Soul Train and American Bandstand but I just ain't got no rhythm I can't keep time
(girl): What will you say when you learn the day there's no way you can live to be the man of her dreams
(answer): I'll just say Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
Mi Vedevo Già English & French Titles: It Will Be My Day; Je M'voyais Déjà Composer(s): Calabrese; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
A diciott'anni la mia provincia grigia Abbandonai deciso ad arrivar Portavo via più sogni che valigie Deciso a conquistar la gran città Presi così dal sarto più di nome L'abito blu, ch'era una novità E tra foto, canzoni ed orchestrazioni I miei risparmi son finiti là Mi vedevo già sopra ai manifesti Col mio nome grande Più grande di chi non importa chi Mi vedevo già, grande fra i modesti E firmavo foto, stringevo mani Di qua e di là Il più grande dei grandi fantasisti Ed ogni successo la gente in piedi Acclamava me Mi vedevo già elencare in liste Chi poteva a turno per una sera Abbracciarsi a me Certo sto invecchiandomi Sempre in questi panni Ma la voce è là, frutto d'esperienza E di capacità Sono inacidito un po' Col passar degli anni Però del mestiere ho tante idee Che non tradirò Non domando che di calcar la scena Ogni volta il cuore Davanti aL pubblico batterà Non ho avuto mai un po' di fortuna Non han mai capito Che ho del talento Ma io ne ho L'abito blu Trent'anni che lo porto Le mie canzoni far ridere solo me Ogni scrittura mi butto a corpo morto E sopravvivo chi lo sa com'è Conosco solo trionfi raccontati Viaggi di notte e dame demodè Miserabili paghe, valigie e tourné Con pasti magri e scalcinati hotel Mi vedevo già in fotografia In inverno ai monti, l'estate al mare Con qualche star Raccontare già la mia biografia Per i debuttanti con l'aria magica Di chi sà Ogni mia prémiére era una marea Mille telegrammi dal temutissimo Tout Paris, superato il crac Di quella platea, ritornavo in scena Fra i proiettori a cantare il bis Ho tentato tutto ormai Per venire avanti Ho provato il serio, ho provato il comico E l'éclaqué, se ho sbagliato tutto E resto in mezzo ai tanti Non è colpa mia, è colpa di Chi non mi ha capito mai L'occasione a me l'hen negata in tanti Altri son riusciti, avranno i soldi Ma voce no. Ero troppo bravo Ho vent'anni avanti, ma verrà Quel giorno che il mio talento Dimostrerò
