Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Tennessee Composer(s): Russell - Cason Performer(s): Jan & Dean
"Bop-bop-bop"
Sweeter than the birds that go in the trees That's what she meant to me Sweeter than the wine & she looked so fine When she met me in Tennessee I felt so grand when she took my hand And said "Come go with me" Held me tight on a moonlit night Someplace in Tennessee
"Bop-bop-bop"
"Bop-bop-bop"
Sweeter than the birds that go in the trees That's what she meant to me Sweeter than the wine & she looked so fine When I met her in Tennessee I felt so grand when she took my hand And said "Come go with me" Held me tight on a moonlit night Someplace in Tennessee
Grease Composer(s): Barry Gibb Performer(s): Frankie Valli; and various other artists
I solve my problems and I see the light We gotta plug and think, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can go to far We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word They think our love is just a growing pain Why don't they understand, It's just a crying shame Their lips are lying only real is real We start to find right now we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling
We take the pressure and we throw away Conventionality belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believing now that we can be wo we are
Grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling This is the life of illusion Wrapped up in trouble laced with confusion What we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away Conventionality belongs to yesterday There is a chance that we can make it so far We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard It's got groove it's got meaning Grease is the time, is the place is the motion Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word Is the word
Tennessee Composer(s): Carl Perkins First recording/First release by: Carl Perkins - 1956/1957
Now there are folks who like to brag about where they came from But when they start that stuff I let 'em be But it makes me feel like I wanna brag some To know that I come from the state of Tennessee
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it up in Nashville everyday Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it in that old Hillbilly way
Mister Red Foley came from Kentucky Now, Ernest Tubb down in Texas, don't you see But if all you folks out there can remember Mister Eddy Arnold came from Tennessee
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it up in Nashville everyday Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it in that old hillbilly way
They make bombs they say, that can blow up our world, dear Well a country boy like me, I will agree But if all you folks out there can remember They made the first atomic bomb in Tennessee
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it up in Nashville everyday Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it in that old hillbilly way
Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it up in Nashville everyday Let's give old Tennessee credit for music As they play it in that old hillbilly way
Wie Heeft De Sleutel Van De Jukebox Gezien Performer(s): Cocktail Trio
Heehee, heehee, heehee, heehee He! Yup He! Ja Zet die plaat af! Dat kan niet Waarom niet? De sleutel van de jukebox is weg
Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Wie heeft m ergens gevonden misschien Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Want de plaat is kapot en dat ding zit op slot
Op de jukebox stond een plaatje dat bleef hangen op dat heehee En de sleutel van de jukebox bleek verdwenen in dat café Dus eenieder liep met zon gezicht want die jukebox zat potdicht En de stroom uitschakelen kon niet, dat bleek ook de knop van t licht
Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Wie heeft m ergens gevonden misschien Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Want de plaat is kapot en dat ding zit op slot
De kastelijn nam toen de lichtknop en zei wie er nog wat lust Moet t voor t donker maar zeggen, we krijgen tien minuten rust Maar zonder licht in een café, hoe komt n mens op dat idee t Werd me n trammelant in t donker, je hoorde aan alle kanten heehee
Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Wie heeft m ergens gevonden misschien Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Want de plaat is kapot en dat ding zit op slot
En de mensen die daar woonden, aan de zij- en overkant Namen ook die kreet al over, he wat is daar aan de hand Toen eenieder dol geworden was kwam er een hamer bij te pas En daar kijk, heehee, lag de sleutel, in de scherven achter t glas
Asjemenou buuuuh
Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Wie heeft m ergens gevonden misschien Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Want de plaat is kapot en dat ding zit op slot
Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Wie heeft m ergens gevonden misschien Wie heeft de sleutel van de jukebox gezien Want de plaat is kapot en dat ding zit op slot
Grazing In The Grass Composer(s): Harry Elston; Philemon Hou Performer(s): The Friends Of Distinction; and various other artists
Sure is mellow grazin' in the grass (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?) What a trip just watchin' as the world goes past (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?) There are too many groovy things to see while grazin' in the grass (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?) Flowers with colours for takin', everything outta sight (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?)
The sun peekin' out between the leaves (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?) And the bir-ir-ir-irds dartin' in and out of the trees (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?)
Everything here is so clear, you can see it And everything here is so real, you can feel it And it's real, so real, so real, so real, so real, so real Can you dig it?
I can dig it, he can dig it, she can dig it we can dig it, they can dig it, you can dig it Oh, let's dig it Can you dig it, baby? I can dig it, he can dig it, she can dig it we can dig it, they can dig it, you can dig it Oh, let's dig it Can you dig it, baby?
The sun peekin' out between the leaves (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?) And the bir-ir-ir-irds dartin' in and out of the trees (grazin' in the grass, yes, baby, can you dig it?)
Everything here is so clear, you can see it And everything here is so real, you can feel it And it's real, so real, so real, so real, so real, so real Can you dig it?
I can dig it, he can dig it, she can dig it we can dig it, they can dig it, you can dig it Oh, let's dig it Can you dig it, baby? I can dig it, he can dig it, she can dig it we can dig it, they can dig it, you can dig it Oh, let's dig it Can you dig it, baby? (repeat and fade)
Tengo Sed Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
"Tengo sed" te oí decir con el aliento apenas Y te arrullé, como a un recién nacido contra mis pechos ávidos de labios tuyos Te dí de beber Y luego de saciarte, volviste a repetir "tengo sed" sin aliento apenas Te arrullé, esta vez entre mis muslos y de nuevo te di de beber En la fuente de la vida y de la muerte, sellaste con un beso el último suspiro
My Own Composer(s): Harold Adamson; Jimmy McHugh Performer(s): Deanna Durbin and various other artists
My own, let me call you my own Let me make you a part of the song in my heart Alone, Im just living in vain Everything that I do is depending on you Show me your sign of your longing for me Say you are mine, and forever that you will be My own, every dream I have known Has been built of but one desire Just to call you my own
Show me your sign of your longing for me Say you are mine, and forever that you will be My own, every dream I have known Has been built of but one desire Just to call you my own
Show me your sign of your longing for me Say you are mine, and forever that you will be My own, every dream I have known Has been built of but one desire Just to call you my own
Aldrig Mer ((Adapted from: Che Sarà (Ricchi E Poveri) - 1971)) ((French Version: Qui Saura (Mike Brant) - 1972)) Composer(s): Jimmy Fontana - Nicola Greco - Franco Migliacci - Carlo Pes - Stig Anderson Performer(s): Hootenanny Singers - 1971
Så lämnar jag den by som sett mej födas snart sover den en evig törnrossömn Ty borta är dess ungdom, blott de gamla lever kvar i denna bygd som en gång blomstrat har
Aldrig mer, aldrig mer, aldrig mer! Det finns ingen som kan ändra det som sker Aldrig mer hörs skratt från ängen glada röster - Ingenting Mörk och dyster ruvar skogen runtomkring
Här sprang det nakna barn i sommarns dagar och klövern stod så saftig och så grön Vi badade i viken och det hördes glada skratt från ungdom i den ljusa sommarnatt
Aldrig mer, aldrig mer, aldrig mer! Det finns ingen som kan ändra det som sker När de gamlas röster tystnat då är stillheten total Skulle någon minnas sen en öde dal?
Man måste alltid gå i takt med tiden dum vore jag att ensam spjärna mot Men ändå känns det som jag svikit någon gammal vän Farväl, vi kanske aldrig ses igen
Aldrig mer, aldrig mer, aldrig mer! Det finns ingen som kan ändra det som sker Det finns ingen plats för tårar ingen anledning till gråt Det är ändå ingenting att göra åt
My Oriental Girl Composer(s): Edward Beck; Milton E. Schwarzwald
Far off where the lonely caravan winds on its way In that distant land Proud Sheik dreaming of his sweetheart who is waiting there Far o'er the desert sands He'll forget the deserts whirl When he meets his Oriental Girl My
Night winds seem to whisper of his love so far away Stars remind him of her eyes Still he knows to meet her he must journey night and day And that is why he sighs But tho' deserts may be wide Soon he'll see his Oriental Bride My
Oriental Girl Oriental Girl A face that's so entrancing And eyes with fire dancing A form that keeps you glancing all the while O'er the desert wide Come to my side Let me protect you So no one will get you Be my Oriental Bride
Dimmi cos'è che ci fa sentire amici anche se non ci conosciamo dimmi cos'è che ci fa sentire uniti anche se siamo lontani dimmi cos'è cos'è che batte forte forte forte in fondo al cuore che ci toglie il respiro e ci parla d'amore Grazie Roma che ci fai piangere abbracciati ancora Grazie Roma, grazie Roma che ci fai vivere e sentire ancora una persona nuova Dimmi cos'è cos'è quella stella grande grande in fondo al cielo che brilla dentro di te e grida forte forte dal tuo cuore Grazie Roma che ci fai piangere abbracciati ancora Grazie Roma, grazie Roma che ci fai vivere e sentire ancora una persona nuova Dimmi chi è che me fa sentì 'mportante anche se nun conto niente che me fa Re quando sento le campane la domenica mattina Dimmi che è chi è che me fa campà sta vita così piena de problemi e che me da coraggio se tu non me voi bene Grazie Roma che ci fai piangere abbracciati ancora Grazie Roma, grazie Roma che ci fai vivere e sentire ancora una persona nuova
Tengo Que Parar Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
(Me encanta cantar este tema) Como un estúpido bajo la lluvia corriendo taxis sin saber qué hacer nadie tiene fuego, ni siquiera un cospel Necesito hacer esa llamada necesito un poco de control La cosa viene mal, la tengo que parar
Tengo que parar, tengo que parar ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que parar!
Alguien me sigue, doy vuelta en la esquina hay sueños que no puedo borrar veo un negrito con un diccionario que le cura las heridas con la lengua a un millonario Veo misiles en la 9 de Julio apuntándole a mi oso peluche Lo veo a Reagan, Jimi Hendrix y Evita en una mesa del Sheraton deshojando margaritas
Tengo que parar, tengo que parar ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que parar!
Uno, dos y tres; uno, dos y tres desnudo en el espejo me miro una vez, me miro otra vez y no descubro nunca quién es ¿Quién soy? ¿Quién es? ¿Quién soy? ¿Quizás?
Me desperté con la TV al mango sin cigarrillos, ni pastillas, ni alcohol quiero café con leche nena no me eches
Esta noche incendiaré mi auto tendrás que darme refugio nadie sabrá dónde estamos será señal que paramos
Tengo que parar, tengo que parar ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que! ¡Tengo que parar!
Todo va mejor, todo va mejor con un poco de amor todo va mejor, todo va mejor con un poquito así, así de amor Amor...! amor...! I love you... Ti voglio bene... Je t'aime... Amor...! I love you... oh! oh! She loves you ¡Yea, yea, yea! All you need is love
Lady Lay
((Adapted from: Lay Lady Lay (by Bob Dylan) - 1969)
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Pierre Groscolas
Performer(s): Pierre Groscolas - 1974
and multiple other artists
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je vous revois me sourire
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
vous, mon plus beau souvenir
Moi quinze ans vous presque une femme déjà
Et pourtant combien de fois
Souvent j'ai rêvé de vous embrasser
Au printemps dans la lumière on courrait
Puis dans l'herbe on s'allongeait
Votre coeur enfin battait près du mien
Et j'étais si bien
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je pense à vous bien souvent
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je redeviens un enfant
Son regard et ses élans de tendresse
Étaient pour moi des caresses
Je fermais les yeux et j'étais heureux
J'ai cherché depuis ce temps là sans cesse
Un autre amour de jeunesse
Mais aucun jamais n'a su remplacer
Lady Lady Lay
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je pense à vous bien souvent
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je redeviens un enfant
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je pense à vous bien souvent
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Je redeviens un enfant
Lady Lady Lay, lady lady Lady Lay, Lady lady Lady Lay
Grazie Perché Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti; Marc Giacomelli; Bob Seger Performer(s): Gianni Morandi
Grazie perché mi eri vicina ancora prima di essere mia e perché vuoi un uomo amico non uno scudo vicino a te grazie che vai per la tua strada piena di sassi come la mia grazie perché anche lontano tendo la mano e trovo la tua Io come te vivo confusa favole rosa... non chiedo più Grazie perché mi hai fatto sentire che posso anch'io volare senza di te io mi riposo dentro i tuoi occhi io coi tuoi occhi vedo di più grazie perché anche lontano tendo la mano e trovo la tua con te ogni volta e' la prima volta non ho paura vicino a te Grazie perché non siamo soli non siamo soli grazie perché vivere ancora non fa paura solo con te grazie perché oh oh oh oh anche lontano... tendo la mano e trovo la tua tendo la mano e tu ci sei...
Tengo Mucho Que Aprender De Ti Composer(s): Ana Magdalena - Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Emmanuel and multiple other artists
Enséñame, enséñame A ser feliz como lo eres tú A dar amor como me lo das tú A perdonar como perdonas tú Sin recordar el daño nunca más, nunca más Anda, enséñame, enséñame A consolar como consuelas tú A confiar como confías tú A repartir sonrisas como tú Sin esperar a cambio nada más, nada más Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor Tu dulzura y fortaleza, tu manera de entregarte Tu tesón por conquistarme cada día Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor Tengo mucho que aprender de ti, amor Como olvidas los enfados Como cumples las promesas Como guías nuestros pasos cada día Enséñame, enséñame A no mentir como no mientes tú A no envidiar como no envidias tú A ahogar las penas como lo haces tú A compartir la dicha como tú, al igual que tú
Gray Morn Composer(s): George O'Neil; J. Morris Ward; Clinton Standish
Slowly the shadows fail slowly a silver veil floats above the hills and a robin trills
Lighter the heaven glows brighter the morning's rose thru' the failing gloom trembles into bloom
Gray morn has come and the sun is ascending but in the robin's song of glad notes, sad notes blending, tell of a longing, and hope never ending echo my heart that is still, Gray Morn
Tengo Miedo De Volver Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Su sensación, su calidez su corazón, mi palidez Sólo una vez se puede amar como esa vez Sólo una vez, cerca del mar
Su sensación, mi soledad su corazón, mi vanidad No sé qué fue, no sé lo que pasó ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar con temor de no sentirte una vez más una vez más, cerca del mar una vez más Tal vez, pueda entender que nuestro amor, fue sólo el mar
La sensación al regresar Ese temor de no encontrar su corazón, su voz, su claridad un beso suyo junto al mar Su sensación, su calidez su corazón, mi palidez No sé qué fue, no sé, lo que pasó ahora yo vuelvo a ese lugar con temor de no sentirte una vez más una vez más, cerca del mar una vez más Tal vez pueda entender que nuestro amor fue sólo el mar
My One And Only Highland Fling Composer(s): Harry Warren; Ira Gershwin Performer(s): Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers and various other artists
Fred: Though we're called a people of serious mind 'Tis often we dance, 'tis often we sing
Ginger: And bein' as human as all human-kind We arrren't superior to havin' a fling
Fred: I'm taking the fling of a lifetime
Ginger: The fling of a husband and wife-time
Fred: A-when I a-went rrromancing I a-gave no thought to any wedding rrring Every bonnie lassie was My highland fling
A-no chance was I chancing I' a-m not the man ya dangle on a strrring I was canny waitin' for the Rrreal, rrreal thing
A-though I danced each girrrl in a twist and a-twirrrl Ney one would do And I went a-my way 'til the fatal day In the fling I was flung a-with you Ohhhh....
Now my hearrrt is prancin' A-gay as a larrrk and happy as a king The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr With my one and only highland fling
I thought you werrre fallin' for Andy MacPherson
Ginger: Ney, ney. He became an impossible person But what about you and that Connie MacKenzie?
Fred: She talked when I putted and drrrove me to frenzie But what of the lad known as Bobby MacDougal?
Ginger: It pays to be thrifty, but he was too frugal And werrren't ya daft about Megan McDerrmot?
Fred: I tasted her cooking T'would make me a hermit How jealous I was of McDonald McCutcheon
Ginger: His neck had a head on, but therrre wasn't much in
Fred: And what about Sandy?
Ginger: His hands were too handy And wasn't therrre a Jenny?
Fred: I'm not wantin' any... I'm not wantin' any but you
Ginger: When I went a-dancin' No special lad I was encourrragin' Every lackly laddie was My highland fling
No glance I was glancin' Well, nothin' rrreally worth a-mentionin' Hopin', watchin', waitin' for the Rrreal, rrreal thing
Though they spoke me soft in the moonlit oft' Ney one would do 'Til it came to pass to this lucky lass In a fling I was flung with you Ohhh....
Now my hearrrt is prrrancin' Nothin' about ya I'd be alterin' The yearrrs I'll weatherrr, in the hame on the heatherrr With me one and only highland fling
