Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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That's What Life Is All About Composer(s): Ian Levine - Toni Wine Performer(s): Petula Clark; Ron Dante
Sometimes I watch you when you're sleepin' Wonderin' how I got so lucky Baby, being here with you like this Should I reach out and touch you softly Or should I close my eyes and wait awhile Baby, till you wake me with a kiss?
Always you Always me Always us Always we...
That's what life is all about Finding someone is finding out That love is what it's all about
What do I need? I don't need anything Why should I leave when I have everything Baby, every time we sing our song? Thanks for the love you give unselfishly All that is mine is yours, you know it is Oooh, what a feeling knowing we belong
Always you Always me Always us Always we...
That's what life is all about Finding someone is finding out That love is what it's all about
Baby, being here with you like this...
Always you Always me Always us Always we...
That's what life is all about Finding someone is finding out That love is what it's all about
Love is what it's all about Love is what it's all about Love is what it's all about...
Cajun Moon
Composer(s): J.J. Cale
First release by: J.J. Cale - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Cajun moon, where does your power lie As you move across the southern sky You took my babe way too soon What have you done, Cajun moon Someday babe, when you want your man And you find him gone, just like the wind Don't trouble your mind whatever you do 'Cause Cajun moon took him from you When daylight fades, the night comes on You can hear the silence of this song Don't trouble your mind whatever you do 'Cause he got me like he got you
That's What Life Is All About Composer(s): Bing Crosby - Ken Barnes - Les Reed - Peter Dacre Performer(s): Bing Crosby
My life is like an open book And as I glance back through the pages I see the chances, I often took Though I was never too courageous
Life's never easy all the time The hills you climb Often lead no where Of ups and downs I've had my share That's what life is all about
I've known success Some mild acclaim And thinking of it gives me pleasure And I've had some stress The scars remain When Lady Luck gave me short measure
When things went wrong I'd fake a smile But that's my style 'Cause I've been around And having been being around, I've found That's what life is all about
It's been a joy, I can't deny Though some may think I took things lightly But man and boy, I look on High And never fail to thank Him nightly
When I look back, I can't forget The friends I've met And the things they've done I thank 'em all It's been great fun As for me, I have no doubt That's what life is all about
Cajuína
Composer(s): Caetano Veloso
First release by: Caetano Veloso & Jorge Mautner - 2002
Covered by multiple other artists
Existimos, a que será A que será que se destina Pois quando tu me deste a rosa pequenina Vi que és um homem lindo E que se acaso a sina Do menino infeliz não se nos ilumina Tão pouco turva-me a lágrima nordestina Apenas a matéria vida era tão fina E éramos olharmo-nos, intacta retina A cajuína cristalina em Teresina
Fais-Moi Signe Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Dans la fureur et dans le bruit qui tuent Tu peux crier, on ne t'entends déjà plus Sors la valise où tu as mis tous tes rêves
Écoute bien sinon tu crèves Écrasé par la grande machine Dans la vie tout est possible Si tu es disponible Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe
Y a du soleil, de quoi briller mille ans D'autres façons de vivre dans l'océan On va passer dimanche au cap de Bonne Espérance Et faire l'amour en Casamance
Dans la vie tout est possible Si tu es disponible Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe
Arrache-moi les feuillets de ton calendrier Fais sauter les serrures L'aventure Si tu veux détourner les fusées T'envoler, oublier, je suis prêt
Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe Fais-moi signe
Écoute bien sinon tu crèves Écrasé par la grande machine Dans la vie tout est possible Si tu es disponible Fais-moi signe
Cheese and onion sandwiches on Derby chinaware Fiddles and jigs and Woogie my dog and TV havin' a swear Takin' my dad for a pint or two, a Sunday morning stroll Licorice pipes and baggy suits, Glen Hoddle scorin' a goal Catchin' a pike and ridin' my bike on wooden wheels and a bowl of eels Yes... that's what I like, boy That's what I like
Pie and mash and liquor, walking about in the rain William Brookes and comical looks, pianos, trams and trains Colds and cockles and thunderstorms, place on the wireless and now Grandfather clocks and coke and brandy, fountain pens and Beano and Dandy That's what I like, I said hey, that's what I like
Little pubs out in the country, Mother Pearl and Bernard Faire The sound of a banjo, barbershop singing and having a kip in the chair Burnt toast, a beer from the wood and old Jerry Thomas' teeth Jerry and Chuck and Cannon and Ball, a banjo pickin' Bill Keith And old bank loads, wood burnin' stoves and Shirley MacLaine And petticoat lane
That's what I like, I said That's what I like, yes boy Yes, that's just, ohh
Bubble and squeak and jumble sales, Little Richard and Jerry Lee Bonfire night and south and that's paddlin' in the sea Polished brass and copper, Salvation Army bands Violins and old coach inns and colored elastic bands Tea in the mornin' and winter beginnin' and fishin' lines And frogs and Spurs are winning Yes that's what I like Hey, that's what I like
A day at the races, cover the bases, goin' out hoppin in Kent A new pair of braces, little kids faces sleeping under the tent And wagons, chickens and pickin' blackberries and swallows and sledges And Devon and derries And haddock and trotters and horses and knickers and swatters and stickers And banjo, and kippers Yeah, that's what I like, boy That's what I like
Cajita De Música
Composer(s): José Pedroni - César Isella
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Cuando estoy triste lijo mi cajita de música... No lo hago para nadie sólo porque me gusta Hay quién escribe cartas quién sale a ver la luna... para olvidar, yo lijo mi cajita de música Amarga es la madera del palo santo pero es como el amor que no huele y perfuma Cuando estoy triste lijo mi cajita de música Porque te vas y vuelves no he de acabarla nunca Te espero, mi tristeza huele a ti y es menuda... Tengo las manos verdes esta noche de lluvia Cuando estoy triste lijo mi cajita de música... No lo hago para nadie sólo porque me gusta
Fais-Moi Un Signe Composer(s): J.P. Lang; P. Lemaître Performer(s): Gérard Palaprat
Je suis devant un mur blanc Mais je sais que tu es présent Alors fais-moi un signe Apparaît je t' attends Je ne te demande rien Rien qu' un seul geste de la main Alors fais-moi un signe Montre-moi le chemin Dis-moi seulement l' espoir Et j' irais où tu me diras Les pieds nus dans la neige Fais-moi un signe Fais-moi un signe Fais-moi un signe Devant ce mur blanc de chaux De tes yeux azur-indigo Alors fais-moi un signe Fais couler un ruisseau Ecris ton nom noir sur blanc De ce bout de charbon brûlant Alors fais-moi un signe Je suis prêt maintenant Ça restera entre nous Mais je n' aurais plus jamais froid Les pieds nus dans la neige Fais moi un signe {ad libitum}
That's What I Like About The South Composer(s): Andy Razaf Performer(s): Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys and multiple other artists
Won't you come with me to Alabamy Let's go see my dear old Mammy She's fryin' eggs and boiling hammy That's what I like about the South
Now there you can make no mistakey Where those nerves are never shaky Ought to taste her layer cakey That's what I like about the South
She's got baked ribs and candied yams Those sugar-cured Virginia hams Basement full of those berry jams An' that's what I like about the South
Hot corn bread, black-eyed peas You can eat as much as you please 'Cause it's never out of season That's what I like about the South
Aahhh, don't take one, have two There's dark brown and chocolate too Suits me, they must suit you 'Cause that's what I like about the South
Well it's way, way down where the cane grows tall Down where they say "Y'all" Walk on in with that Southern drawl 'Cause that's what I like about the South
Down where they have those pretty queens Keep a-dreamin' those dreamy dreams Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans That's what I like about the South
Here come old Bob with all the news Got the boxback coat with button shoes But he's all caught up with his union dues An' that's what I like about the South
Here come old Roy down the street Ho, can't you hear those tappin' feet He would rather sleep than eat An' that's what I like about the South
Now every time I pass your door You act like you don't want me no more Why don't you shake that head and sigh And I'll go walkin' by
On, on, on and on and on Honey, when you tell me that you love me Then how come you close your eyes
Did I tell you 'bout the place called Doo-wah-diddy It ain't no town and it ain't no city It's just awful small, but awful pretty That's Doo-wah-diddy
Well I didn't come here to criticise I'm not here to sympathise But don't tell me those no-good lies That a lyin' gal like you can devise
You love me like I love you Send me fifty P-D-Q Roses are red and violets are pink If I don't get all fifty, I don't show
She's got backbones and turnip greens Ham hocks and butter beans You, me and New Orleans An' that's what I like about the South
Caja De Música
Composer(s): Pedro Aznar - Jorge Luis Borges
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar
Música del Japón Avaramente De la clepsidra se desprenden gotas De lenta miel o de invisible oro Que en el tiempo repiten una trama Eterna y frágil, misteriosa y clara Temo que cada una sea la última Son un ayer que vuelve ¿De qué templo De qué leve jardín en la montaña De qué vigilias ante un mar que ignoro De qué pudor de la melancolía De qué perdida y rescatada tarde Llegan a mí, su porvenir remoto? No lo sabré No importa En esa música Yo soy Yo quiero ser Yo me desangro
Toi qui fais les bêtes, fais-moi des ailes Les poules et les chouettes en ont bien, elles Et les tourterelles et les étourneaux Et quelques poissons dans l'eau Suivre les étoiles au bout du ciel! De plumes ou de toile, fais-moi des ailes Comme aux tourterelles, comme aux goélands Et comme aux moulins à vent Les pieds me brûlent depuis bien longtemps Et la Terre, notre Terre, notre bonne vieille Terre A fini de m'étonner vraiment Il me faut de l'air, de l'air et du vent
Toi qui fais les bêtes, les hirondelles Et les alouettes, fais-moi des ailes Comme aux tourterelles, comme aux goélands Et comme aux tapis volants Suivre les nuages, les arcs-en-ciel Et les oies sauvages! Fais-moi des ailes Comme aux tourterelles, comme aux goélands Et comme à mon cerf-volant Voir le soleil d'un peu plus près qu'avant Et la Terre, notre Terre, notre bonne vieille Terre Avec ses mers et ses océans! Il me faut de l'air, de l'air et du vent
Toi qui fais les bêtes, fais-moi des ailes Les poules et les chouettes en ont bien, elles Et les tourterelles et les étourneaux Et quelques poissons dans l'eau Toi qui fais les bêtes, fais-moi des ailes Les poules et les chouettes en ont bien, elles
C'est presque au bout du monde C'est des chemins étroits Dessinés de jets d'ombres Et d'empreintes de pas
Derrière la colline Le Monte Nerone Se fatigue et s'abîme À force de veiller
Toi, tu portais des fleurs à l'ama dominae Pour qu'elle séchait tes pleurs pour que je reste là Mes parents sont partis et puis mon frère et moi On ne gagne pas sa vie à vivre à Cai'serra
Je ne reviendrais pas affronter ton regard Tu sais quand on s'en va, on est plus de nulle part Je ne reviendrais pas pêcher à la rivière Mi voile si tu espères encore que je sois là
Pendant que l'Agonie jouait de l'accordéon Mon père sur ses échasses dansait et faisait des bonds Mais c'est bien loin tout ça Je ne reviendrais pas revivre à Cai'serra
Ceux qui sont revenus Ne comprennent plus rien Ils ont mis dans ma rue Des couleurs d'arlequins Les vieilles pierres pleurent Sur la vie d'autrefois Mon Italie se meurt Une seconde fois
Toi, tu portais des fleurs à l'ama dominae Pour qu'elle séchait tes pleurs pour que je reste là Mes parents sont partis et puis mon frère et moi On ne gagne pas sa vie à vivre à Cai'serra
Fais-Moi De L'Électricité Composer(s): Joe Dassin; Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle; G. Slavin Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Toi tu me fais de l'électricité Tu fais monter ma tension Pour pas tomber dans la lubricité Faudra que je fasse attention Tous les soirs tu m'allumes Le matin tu m'éteins Mais même si tu dois tout faire sauter Fais-moi de l'électricité
Hier encore j'étais comme vous et moi Un citoyen parfaitement normal Et puis voilà qu'un soir, j'entends des voix C'est toujours comme ça qu'on tourne mal Tu disais: "Allo chéri" Allons n'insistez pas! "Allo chéri", mais faut pas m'le dire deux fois Car voilà...
Toi tu me fais de l'électricité Tu fais monter ma tension Pour pas tomber dans la lubricité Faudra que je fasse attention Tous les soirs tu m'allumes Le matin tu m'éteins Mais même si tu dois tout faire sauter Fais-moi de l'électricité
Y a évidemment des tas d'inconvénients Rapports à la consommation Et comme tu marches sur tous les courants Des fois tu fais sauter mes plombs Mais tu dis: "Allo chéri" Allons n'insiste pas "Allo chéri", mes batteries sont à plat Mais voilà...
Toi tu me fais de l'électricité Tu fais monter ma tension Pour pas tomber dans la lubricité Faudra que je fasse attention Tous les soirs tu m'allumes Le matin tu m'éteins Mais même si tu dois tout faire sauter Fais-moi de l'électricité
That's What Friends Are For ((Dutch Version: Daar Zijn We Vrienden Voor (Conny Vandenbos met Daniel Sahuleka en Edward Reekers) - 1995)) Composer(s): Carole Bayer Sager - Burt Bacharach First release by: Rod Stewart - 1982 Covered by multiple other artists
And I never thought Id feel this way And as far as Im concerned Im glad I got a chance to say That I do believe I love you!
And if I should ever go away Well then close your eyes and try to feel the way we do today! And then if you can remember...
Keep smiling! Keep shining! Knowing you can always count on me For sure! And thats what friends are for!
For good times! And bad times! Ill be on your side forever more! Thats what friends are for!
Oh and then for the times when were apart Well then close your eyes and know These words are comin from my heart! And then if you can remember...
Keep smiling! Keep shining! Knowing you can always count on me For sure! And thats what friends are for!
In good times! And bad times! Ill be on your side forever more! Thats what friends are for!
Cage The Songbird
Composer(s): Elton John - Davey Johnstone - Bernie Taupin
Performer(s): Crystal Gayle; Elton John
Sober in the morning light Things look so much different To how they looked last night A pale face pressed to an unmade bed Like flags of many nations flying high above her head
The cellophane still on the flowers The telegram still in her hand As whispers circulate all day Their back-stage baby princess passed away
And you can cage the songbird But you can't make her sing And you can trap the free bird But you'll have to clip her wings
`Cause she'll soar like a hawk when she flies But she'll dive like an eagle when she dies
Promises of no more lies Fell flat upon an empty stage Before the audience arrived A return in time to the cheaper seats She never knew what lay beneath Just a dated handbill they found between the sheets
Let down before the final curtain A shallow heart that left her cold She left in rouge upon the mirror A circled kiss to the faithful who'd miss her
Fais-Do Composer(s): Pat Vegas; Lolly Vegas Performer(s): Redbone
Fais do-fais do, fais do-fais do Fais do play the bambula beat - fais do-fais do Fais do play it out in the street - fais do-fais do Fais do do it like a bim-bam-boom Fais do holler like a dog at moon
Dance under the voodoo moon Dance out of your body's gloom Dance into your spirit room Dance, dance, dance
Fais do-fais do, fais do-fais do Fais do, fais do music man - fais do-fais do Whip it on me, whip it on me like you can - fais do-fais do Fais do play bambula beat Fais do oo-ma-boom-a-bim-bam-boom
Dance under the voodoo moon Dance out of your body's gloom Dance into your spirit room Dance, dance, dance
That's The Way The World Goes 'Round Composer(s): John Prine First release by: John Prine - 1978
I know a guy that's got a lot to lose he's a pretty nice fellow but he's kind of confused he's got muscles in his head that ain't never been used thinks he own half of this town starts drinking heavy gets a big red nose beats his old lady with a rubber hose then he takes her out to dinner and buys her new clothes that's the way that the world goes 'round
That's the way that the world goes 'round you're up one day and the next you're down it's half an inch of water and you think you're gonna drown that's the way that the world goes 'round
I was sitting in the bathtub counting my toes when the radiator broke water all froze I got stuck in the ice without my clothes naked as the eyes of a clown I was crying ice cubes hoping I'd croak when the sun come through the window the ice all broke I stood up and laughed thought it was a joke that's the way that the world goes 'round
Cafetin De Buenos Aires
Composer(s): Mores - Discepolo
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
De chiquilin, te miraba de afuera como a esas cosas que nunca se fueron la ñata contra el vidrio en un azul de frio que solo fue despues viviendo igual al mio como una escuela de todas las cosas ya de muchacho me diste entre asombros el cigarrillo la fe en mis sueños y una esperanza de amor
Como olvidarte en esta queja cafetin de buenos aires si sos lo unico en la vida que se parecio a mi vieja en tu mezcla milagrosa de sabiondos y suicidas yo aprendi filosofia, dados, timba y la poesia cruel de no pensar mas en mi
Me diste en oro un puñado de amigos que son los mismos que alientan mis dias Jose el de quimera Marciel, que aun cree y espera y el flaco Abel -que se nos fue- pero aun me guia sobre tus mesas que nunca preguntan lloré una tarde el primer desengaño nací a penas, bebí mis años y me entregue sin luchar
