Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Te Voy A Dar Lo Que Tu Quieres Composer(s): A. García Segura - J. Gluck Performer(s): Raphael
Te Voy A Dar Lo Que Tu Quieres Y Mucho Mas De Lo Que Me Pides Yo Voy A Hacer Que Nunca Olvides Quien Soy Yo, Quien Soy Yo
Voy A Grabar Como Un Sendero Sobre Tu Piel Con Besos Lentos Que Van A Ser Gloria Y Tormento De Los Dos, De Los Dos
Te Voy A Dar Mi Vida, Mi Cuerpo Mis Manos, Mi Risa Mi Sueño Y Mi Llanto Te Voy A Dar Mis Ojos, Mis Noches Mis Dias Y Todos Los Besos Que Ansías Todo Lo Que Ansias
Voy A Poner Sobre Tus Manos Mi Corazon Y Mi Esperanza Te Esperare Lo Que Haga Falta Por Este Amor, Por Nuestro Amor
Good Morning Freedom Composer(s): Roger Cook; Roger Greenaway; Albert Hammond; Lee Hazelwood Performer(s): Elton John; Madeline Bell; Blue Mink; Priscilla Coolidge; Def Leppard; John Williams
Good morning world, it's a brand new day I'm packin' my bags and I'm getting away I'm movin' my legs and my city type bones I gotta get away from the busy man's phones
Down in Malabu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A-bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow
A-move over boys, save a place for me I'm gettin' so tired of the company I'm gettin' black looks from the big white man Gotta get away just as fast as I can
Down in Malabu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A-bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow
Good morning freedom I gotta break away Gotta break away Gotta break away Yeah, yeah
Good morning freedom It's another day It's another day It's another day Yeah, yeah Good morning freedom
Yeah
A-bee-bow-bow-b-b-buppa-bow
All over the world it's the same old game Official type livin' is the thing to blame A-lovin' thy neighbour is a real live thing There's only one way to get the people to sing
Down in Malabu where the livin' is so wild and free If you wanna get happy then people come along with me A-bee-bow-bow-buppa-bow-bow-bow
Te Voy A Contar Mi Vida Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Raphael
Antes, mucho antes de enamorarte Mucho antes de encadenarte Te voy a contar mi vida Ahora con la aurora de este romance Al principio de nuestro idilio Te voy a contar mi vida Quiero que te enteres de mis defectos Los juzgues serenamente Ahora que estás a tiempo Para que me quieras como soy Para que me quieras con delirio Quiero que te enteres de mi vida De mi mundo, de mis ansias, de mi fe Antes, mucho antes de enamorarte Mucho antes de encadenarte Te voy a contar mi vida Quiero que te enteres de mis defectos Y los juzgues serenamente Ahora que estás a tiempo Para que me quieras como soy Para que me quieras con delirio Quiero que te enteres de mi vida De mi mundo, de mis ansias, de mi fe Antes, mucho antes de enamorarte Mucho antes de encadenarte Te voy a contar mi vida Quiero que te enteres de mis defectos Y los juzgues serenamente Ahora que estás a tiempo Ahora que estás a tiempo Te voy a contar mi vida
Good Morning Blues Composer(s): Huddie Ledbetter; Alan Lomax Performer(s): Van Morrison
Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you?
I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get outta my bed Oh I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get you outta my bed Went to eat my breakfast and The blues was all in my bread
Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin' how are you?
Well the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down Lord, the blues ain't nothin' but a poor workin' man feelin' down That's about the meagerest feelin' I done ever had
Why I'm singin' good mornin', blues blues how do you do? (yeah yeah) Good mornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yeah yeah) Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you?
Sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today (hey) I sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today Yeah, your mouth's wide open You don't know what to say
(I say) Goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (yo yeah) Well goodmornin' blues, blues how do you do? (hoo yeah) Well I'm doin' alright, blues how are you? Yeeeeeaaaah!
Te Vi Llorar Composer(s): Chucho Monge Performer(s): Emilio Gálvez; Las Hermanas Cortez
Ayer te vi llorar desconsoladamente como lloran las almas que arrebata el dolor Ayer me estremecí con tu penar hiriente pues sé lo que se siente al morir el amor
Ayer fue mi dolor de tu dolor hermano ayer estuve dentro de tu corazón Mi pena y tu congoja se dieron la mano para vivir alerta contra toda ilusión
Ayer fue mi dolor de tu dolor hermano ayer estuve dentro de tu corazón Mi pena y tu congoja se dieron la mano para vivir alerta contra toda ilusión
My Dad Composer(s): Porter Wagoner Performer(s): Porter Wagoner
My daddy was a hard working farm man With dirt on his hands most all his life But inside my daddy's soul was as clean as white linen And his heart was as pure as solid gold Like most boys when I was growin' up I wanted to be just like my dad 'Cause I felt that he had something That very few people had
My daddy was just a simple man He lived all his life on a little farm where I was born He never had an education he didn't get to go to school But he was the smartest man that I've ever known I believe God must have been my daddy's teacher For he talked a lot with him And when dad found somethin' that he didn't understand He'd ask God about it just like you'd ask a friend Honesty was a word that my dad lived by His word was his bond, it meant the same That's why he could borrow money from the bank Just by signin' his name
The first thing I remember learnin' from dad Was the meaning of honesty He said if you're honest, son It means a whole lot more than you just won't lie or cheat If you're honest you'll do unto others Like you'd have them do unto you And you'll always give more than just your share In anything that you do Honesty stands like a giant oak tree With roots strong and deep in the sod And if you're always honest with yourself son It covers many of the commandments of God
Pride was another word that my dad lived by He took pride in each thing and one that he told me why He said always take pride in each thing you do, boy No matter how small it may be For God gave you the mind that you begin with And take pride in each new thing that you see And don't ever think that you're better than anyone But always remember you're just as good as anybody son And just because you're wearin' overalls with patches to cover each hole Why it's not what's on the outside that makes a man boy It's what's hidden deep in his soul So always be honest and proud son in each thing that you do And when you're in doubt about something ask God about it 'Cause he's always honest with you
Good Morning Composer(s): Arthur Freed; Nacio Herb Brown Performer(s): Judy Garland & Mickey Rooney; and various other artists
Good morning, Good morning We've danced the whole night through Good morning, Good morning, to you
Good morning, Good morning It's great to stay up late Good morning, Good morning, to you
When the band began to play The stars were shining bright Now the milkman's on his way It's too late to say goodnight
So good morning, good morning Sunbeams will soon smile through Good morning, Good morning, to you
When the band began to play The stars were shining bright Now the milkman's on his way It's too late to say goodnight
So good morning Sunbeams will soon smile through Good morning, Good morning, to you Good morning good morning It's too late to say goodnight So say good morning
Te Veel, Te Vaak Composer(s): Piet Souer - Rob Krispijn Performer(s): Liesbeth List
Even leeg als de straat Is de gang waar je staat En je bleke gezicht In het gelige licht Is al net zo leeg En kijk nog eens om De tafel trekt krom Krom onder het gewicht Je hijgt want je krijgt je koffer niet dicht
Verdwijn met de noorderzon nu een einde komt aan de jaren van leef maar raak Neem wat er over is als er nog iets is Want we namen te veel te vaak
Je praat iets te vlug Verlang je soms terug Naar wat is geweest Het lijkt een groot feest Als je het meeste vergeet
Verdwijn met de noorderzon nu een einde komt aan de jaren van leef maar raak Neem wat er over is als er nog iets is Want we namen te veel te vaak
Verdwijn met de noorderzon nu een einde komt aan de jaren van leef maar raak Neem wat er over is als er nog iets is Want we namen te veel te vaak
Verdwijn met de noorderzon nu een einde komt aan de jaren van leef maar raak Pak het verleden in Ook al heeft het geen zin Want we zijn onszelf kwijt geraakt
Verdwijn met de noorderzon nu een einde komt aan de jaren van leef maar raak Neem wat er over is als er nog iets is Want we namen te veel te vaak
Good Luck, Good Health, God Bless You Composer(s): Charles Adams; A. Le Royal Performer(s): Steve Conway; Richard Hayes; Kitty Kallen
Good luck, good health, God bless you Thats all my heart can say Good luck, good health, God bless you And guide you on your way No matter where you wander As long as were apart Good luck, good health, God bless you and keep you And keep me still in your heart
(Good luck, good health, God bless you)
Ill be waiting for you
(Thats all my heart can say) (Good luck, good health, God bless you)
All my prayers are for you To guide you on your way No matter where you wander Wherever you may roam Good luck, good health, God bless you and keep you And bring you safely back home
Te Vas Porque Quieres
Composer(s): Fredérico Baena
Performer(s): Javier Solís
and multiple other artists
Me dices que te vas y te vas porque quieres
pues no tienes motivo para dejarme así
No es justo que me pagues con desprecio y olvido
todos los sacrificios que he pasado por ti
Ahora me reprochas que no te he comprendido
que sólo fue un capricho este amor que te di
Y bien sabes ingrata que me mata tu olvido
te vas porque quieres no me culpes a mí
Ahora me reprochas que no te he comprendido
que sólo fue un capricho este amor que te di
Y bien sabes ingrata que me mata tu olvido
te vas porque quieres no me culpes a mí
My Cutie Cutie Composer(s): Ronnie Harwood Performer(s): Shakin' Stevens
I've got a girl I just love her so More and more you gotta see her rock 'n roll Well, she's my cutie cutie, well, she's my cutie cutie My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll
Well...Lips are like cherries, kisses like wine When we touch she drives me crazy every time My cutie cutie, well, its my cutie cutie My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll
Well and when we rock, whey and we roll Oh, oh, well, my heart goes flippity flippity flop Well, I'm in love, I'm in love and I just can't stop
My cutie cutie don't need powder or paint She's like my heaven must be a saint Well, it's my cutie cutie, well, it's my cutie cutie My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll
Ahh, here we go!
Well and when we rock, whey and we roll Oh, oh, my heart goes flippity flippity flop Well, I'm in love, I'm in love and I just can't stop
My cutie cutie don't need powder or paint She's like my heaven must be a saint Well, it's my cutie cutie, well, it's my cutie cutie My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll
Well...My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll Well...My cutie cutie is a real fine talking doll
Good Luck Charm Composer(s): Aaron Schroeder; Wally Gold Performer(s): Elvis Presley; and various other artists
Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Oh yeh! Don't want a four leaf clover Don't want an old horse shoe Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss With a good luck charm like you
Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm a-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
Don't want a silver dollar Rabbit's foot on a string The happiness in your warm caress No rabbit's foot can bring
Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm a-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Oh yeh! Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Tonight!
If I found a lucky penny I'd toss it across the bay Your love is worth all the gold on Earth No wonder that I say
Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm a-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Oh yeh! Uh-huh huh, Uh-huh huh, Tonight!
My Cup Runneth Over Composer(s): Tom Jones; Harvey Schmidt Performer(s): The Ames Brothers and various other artists
Sometimes in the morning, when shadows are deep I lie here beside you, just watching you sleep And sometimes I whisper, what I'm thinking of My cup runneth over with love ...
Sometimes in the evening, when you do not see I study the small things, you do constantly I memorize moments, that I'm fondest of My cup runneth over with love ...
In only a moment, we both will be old We won't even notice the world turning cold And so, in this moment, with sunlight above My cup runneth over with love ...
I was feelin' . . . so bad I asked my family doctor just what I had I said, "Doctor, . . . (Doctor . . .) Mr. M.D., . . . (Doctor . . .) Now can you tell me, tell me, tell me What's ailin' me?" (Doctor . . .)
He said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, indeed, all you really need . . . (Is good lovin') Gimme that good, good lovin . . . (Good lovin') All I need is lovin' . . . (Good lovin') Good lovin', baby
Baby please, squeeze me tight . . . (Squeeze me tight) Now don't you want your baby to feel alright? (Feel alright) I said Baby . . . (Baby) . . . now it's for sure . . . (it's for sure) I got the fever, Baby, Baby, but you've got the cure (You've got the cure)
I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, indeed, all I really need . . . (Is good lovin') Gimme that good, good lovin . . . (Good lovin') All I need is lovin' . . . (Good lovin') Good lovin', baby
Te Tuer D'amour Composer(s): Michel Mallory - J. Ploquin Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan
À genoux comme en prière Déshabillé de dignité Aujourd'hui voilà je t'aime Je t'aime tu as gagné
Quand mes yeux deviennent tendres Et qu'ils te montrent les chemins J'ai besoin d'avoir ton ventre Sous mon corps et sous mes mains
Je veux te tuer d'amour Et puis mourir à mon tour Autant de fois que tu voudras Je veux te tuer de joie Pour mieux t'enchaîner à moi Je suis le fauve et toi ma proie
Donnes et pleures tout ton possible Et au plus profond de mon corps Pour me fondre sur cette rive Comme l'oiseau blanc au vent du nord
Et sentir contre mes lèvres Ton cur battre sous ta peau nue Quand les mots donnent la fièvre Et que le monde n'existe plus
Je veux te tuer d'amour Et puis mourir à mon tour Autant de fois que tu voudras Je veux te tuer de joie Pour mieux t'enchaîner à moi Je suis le fauve et toi ma proie
Je veux te tuer d'amour Et puis mourir à mon tour Autant de fois que tu voudras Je veux te tuer de joie Pour mieux t'enchaîner à moi Je suis le fauve et toi ma proie...
My Crime Composer(s): Robert J. Hite Jr.; Skip Taylor; Henry Vestine; Alan Wilson Performer(s): Canned Heat
I went to Denver Late last fall I went to do my job Yeah I didn't break any law We worked a hippie place Like many in our land They couldn't bust the place And so they got the band `Cause the police in Denver No, they don't want none of them long hairs hanging around And that's the reason why They want to tear Canned Heat's reputation down You people in Denver Will know what I mean Yeah, the things I'm gonna tell ya Yeah, you've all heard and seen You remember when a cop on the beat Used to rob and steal Today they're gone, but the others get it on So you know just how I feel `Cause the police in Denver Lord, they don't want none of them long hairs hanging around And that's the reason why They try to tear Canned Heat's reputation down Yeah, they try to tear it down, boy They ain't gonna do it though Let me tell you this just one more time Just one more thing I wanna tell ya Before I go It's a shame the Man in Denver Has to lie and mistreat people so Now six months ain't no sentence One year ain't no time When I hear from one to ten It worries my troubled mind `Cause the police in Denver Lord, don't want no long hairs around And that's the reason why They try to tear Canned Heat's reputation down