Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Girl In The Blue Velvet Band Composer(s): Cliff Carlisle - Mel Foree Performer(s): Bill Monroe and multiple other artists
One evening while out for a ramble The hour was just about nine I met a young maiden in 'Frisco On the corner of Cherry and Pine
On her face there was beauty of nature And her eyes seem to expand Her hair was so rich and so brilliant Entwined in a blue velvet band
We strolled down the long street together In my pocket she placed a small hand She Planted the evidence on me A diamond that was worth ten grand
Then I heard the wild scream of the sirens And the girl in the blue velvet band She left me to face all the troubles With a diamond that was worth ten grand
They sent me to San Quenton for stealin' God knows I'm an innocent man For the guilty one now she lies dyin' That girl in the blue velvet band
Last night while bedtime was ringin' I was standin' close to the bars I fancied I could hear her voice callin' From far out on the ocean of stars
I'll be out in a week then I'm leavin' But I'll carry the name of a man Who spent ten years in this prison For the girl in the blue velvet band
Last night while bedtime was ringin' I was standin' close to the bars I fancied I could hear her voice callin' From far out on the ocean of stars
Dis moi, Céline, les années ont passé Pourquoi n'as tu jamais pensé à te marier? De tout' mes surs qui vivaient ici Tu es la seule sans mari
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Dis moi, Céline, toi qui es notre aînée Toi qui fus notre mèr', toi qui l'as remplacée N'as tu vécu pour nous autrefois Que sans jamais penser à toi?
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Dis moi, Céline, qu'est il donc devenu Ce gentil fiancé qu'on n'a jamais revu? Est c' pour ne pas nous abandonner Que tu l'as laissée s'en aller?
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu as, tu as toujours de beaux yeux Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux
Mais non, Céline, ta vie n'est pas perdue Nous sommes les enfants que tu n'as jamais eus Il y a longtemps que je le savais Et je ne l'oublierai jamais
Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas Tu as toujours les yeux d'autrefois Ne pleure pas, non, ne pleure pas Nous resterons toujours près de toi Nous resterons toujours près de toi
Foreplay/Long Time Composer(s): Tom Scholz Performer(s): Boston; Smokin'
It's been such a long time I think I should be goin', yeah And time doesn't wait for me, it keeps on rollin' Sail on, on a distant highway I've got to keep on chasin' a dream I've gotta be on my way Wish there was something I could say
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on You'll forget about me after I've been gone And I take what I find, I don't want no more It's just outside of your front door
It's been such a long time It's been such a long time
Well I get so lonely when I am without you But in my mind, deep in my mind I can't forget about you Good times, and faces that remind me I'm tryin' to forget your name and leave it all behind me You're comin' back to find me
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' on You'll forget about me after I'v e been gone And I take what I find, I don't want no more It's just outside of y our front door
It's been such a long time It's been such a long time
Yeah It's been such a long time I think I should be goin', yeah And time doesnt wait for me, it keeps on rollin' There's a long road, I've gotta stay in time with I've got to keep on chasin' that dream, though I may never find it I'm always just behind it
Well I'm takin' my time, I'm just movin' along Takin' my time, just movin' along Takin' my time, takin' my time...
The Girl I Loved Out In The Golden West Composer(s): Charles Avril - C.H. Scoggins
Twilight shadows come and go In the evening's sunset glow And the birds are singing goodnight in the dell And I hear the robin trill In its nest beneath the hill Singing melodies my sad heart knows so well While I listen in the glow Of pale moon rising slow I hear a voice of one I long best Tho' she left me long before Yet I see her as of yore The girl I loved out in the golden west
Just like children running wild For no care our world defiled And our laughter echoed load among the hills And we rambled in the dell Near the spot I loved so well When I think of her my heart with sadness fills For one day down by the brook 'Neath a cool and shady nook She laid her golden head upon my breast It was there her first sweet kiss Filled my raptured soul with bliss The girl I loved out in the golden west
Once again I feel the spell But no words of mine can tell I can see her grave beneath the mountain crest And I'm keeping green the place Where tonight I see the face Of the girl I loved out in the golden west
Sont trois jeunes garçons S'en allant à la guerre S'en allant à la guerre Tout droit en regrettant Tout droit en regrettant Bien leurs maîtresses
Le plus jeune des trois Regrettait bien la sienne Regrettait bien la sienne Et il a bien raison C'est la plus jolie fille De tous les environs
Le bon soldat s'en va Trouver son capitaine "Bonjour, mon capitaine Donnez-moi mon congé Pour allez voir Céline Qui ne fait que pleurer..."
Son capitaine répond Comme un homme de guerre Ton joli passeport Va t'en, va voir ta fille Tu reviendras d'abord
Puis le galant s'en va Au château de son père "Bonjour mon père, ma mère Bonjour mes chers parents Sans oublier Céline Que mon cur aime tant"
Son père lui répond "Mais ta Céline est morte Mais ta Céline est morte Est morte en t'appelant Son corps est dans la terre Son âme, au Paradis"
Puis le galant s'en va Pleurer dessus sa tombe "Céline, ma Céline Parle, parle, parle-moi! Mon cur se désespère De jamais plus te voir..." Céline lui répond "Ma bouche est pleine de terre Ma bouche est pleine de terre... La tienne est pleine d'amour! Je garde l'espérance De te revoir un jour..."
Le bon soldat s'en va Trouver son capitaine "Bonjour, mon capitaine! Me voici de retour Puisque Céline est morte Je servirai toujours..."
Foreign Sand Composer(s): Roger Taylor; Yoshiki Performer(s): Roger Taylor
Here we go - ain't it grand Here we stand on foreign sand And we're not alone
Why do we fear what we don't understand Can't we reach out our hand to try just say 'hello' Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And when you're far from home try to learn from all you see Your eyes will tell you everything you need
Why do we dread what we really don't know Come not as concubine - come not as foe Come with intentions clearly shown Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And though you're far from home try to learn from all you see Your mind will tell you everything you need - everything you need
Here we go ain't it grand Here we stand on foreign sand And we're not alone
Red, yellow, black and white Every man stand in the light - stand not alone
It's not a lie - it's not a shame we play for keeps - it's not a scam No bigotry - we're hand in hand - it ain't a cinch - we make a stand We learn to live on foreign sand Just say hello
Why do we despise when we can't even speak We keep on spreading lies As far as we know it's the only way to be Try to plant a seed - fulfil the need - to make it grow - just say hello And though you're far from home try to learn what you could be Your heart will tell you everything you need even though you stand here you stand on foreign sand Ain't it grand here we stand On foreign sand Together we stand Here we stand On foreign sand
The Girl I Love She Got Long Black Wavy Hair Composer(s): Jimmy Page - Robert Plant - John Paul Jones - John Bonham - John Estes Performer(s): Led Zeppelin
Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair I do declare! The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair Ah yeah Her Mother and her Father, Lordy They sure don't, sure don't allow me there
Well I, I'm goin' back to my baby, Lord I I swear I wouldn't lie, yeah I never saw that sweet woman yeah in-a A-five long years gone by, yeah Well I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home 'Cause she's a sweet little darlin', ah I said I been away, ahh-far too long I been away too long
Take it Jimmy!
Well, my baby when... She shakes just like a willow tree Yes she does My baby, when she walks, ya know She shakes like a willow tree, yeah Ah-that mean, mistreatin' baby she know she Hop, hops all over me Oooh
Celia
Composer(s): Phil Ochs
Performer(s): Phil Ochs
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I still remember the mountains of the war
Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore
When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
So many years were stolen, so many years are gone
And the vision of my Celia make dreams to dream upon
Each hour is a day filled with memories
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
I wake each morning and I watch the sun arise
Wonder if my Celia sleeps, wonder if she cries
If hate must be my prison lock, love must be the key
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
The guns have stopped their firing, you may wander through the hills
They kept my Celia through the war, they keep her from me still
She waits upon island now, a prisoner of the sea
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
When the wind from the island is rolling through the trees
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
Avevi ragione tu
Mia cara... la vita non dura mai una sera
il tempo di una follia, è breve e fugge via, e poi
cosa rimane dentro noi, questa celeste nostalgia
questo saperti da sempre ancora, ancora mia
Il bene profondo non si offende
si spegne se è il caso e poi riaccende
passione violenta sia, comprendimi amica mia... tu puoi
tutto normale tra di noi, cara celeste nostalgia
dolce compagna di storie d'amore sempre mia
Vederti un istante sopra un treno
partire su altro e andar lontano
un lampo negli occhi ciao, d'accordo fa male ciao... ma tu
dentro di me, non muori più, azzurra celeste nostalgia
qualche parola affettuosa, è un po' poco però per noi, forse no
Amore mio grande amica mia
cara celeste nostalgia... un'ora un giorno, una vita
che cosa vuoi che sia... resti mia
Ford Econoline Composer(s): Nanci Griffith Performer(s): Nanci Griffith
She drove west from Salt Lake City
to the California coastline She hit the San Diego Freeway doing sixty miles an hour She had a husband on her bumper She had five restless children She was singing sweet as a mockingbird in that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church With a voice like wine Cruising along in that Ford Econoline Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church With a voice like wine Cruising along in that Ford Econoline Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church With a voice like wine Cruising along in that Ford Econoline Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler He built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline
Now she sings her songs around this country From Seattle to Montgomery Those kids are grown and that rounder knows You cannot cage your wife Along the back roads of our nation, she's become a living legend She drives a Coupe DeVille but her heart rides still In that Ford Econoline She drives a Coup DeVille but her heart rides still In that Ford Econoline
The Girl From Yesterday Composer(s): Glenn Frey - Jack Tempchin Performer(s): Eagles
It wasn't really sad the way they said good-bye Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn't cry He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away And she became the girl from yesterday
He took a plane across the sea to some foreign land She stayed at home and tried so hard to understand How someone who had been so close could be so far away And she became the girl from yesterday
She doesn't know what's right She doesn't know what's wrong She only knows the pain that comes from waiting so long And she doesn't count the teardrops That she's cried while he's away Because she knows deep in her heart That he'll be back someday
The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone Talking to a memory that's never coming home She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say But she'll always be the girl from yesterday Yeah, she'll always be the girl from yesterday
Força Estranha Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Roberto Carlos; Brazil Inc.; Gal Costa; Caetano Veloso
Eu vi o menino correndo, eu vi o tempo Brincando ao redor do caminho daquele menino Eu pus os meus pés no riacho e acho que nunca os tirei O sol ainda brilha na estrada e eu nunca passei
Eu vi a mulher preparando outra pessoa O tempo parou para eu olhar para aquela barriga A vida é amiga da arte, é a parte que o sol me ensinou O sol que atravessa essa estrada que nunca passou
Por isso uma força me leva a cantar Por isso essa força estranha Por isso é que eu canto, não posso parar Por isso essa voz tamanha
Eu vi muitos cabelos brancos na fronte do artista O tempo não pára e no entanto ele nunca envelhece Aquele que conhece o jogo do fogo, das coisas que são É o sol, é o tempo, é a estrada, é o pé e é o chão
Eu vi muitos homens brigando, ouvi seus gritos Estive no fundo de cada vontade encoberta E a coisa mais certa de todas as coisas não vale um caminho sob o sol É o sol sobre a estrada, é o sol sobre a estrada, é o sol
Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland Composer(s): Kate Pierson - Keith Strickland - Robert Meriwether Waldrop - Cindy Wilson - Ricky Wilson - Fred Schneider First release by: The B-52's - 1986
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Witch doctors are screaming Nymphs are dreaming This girl's lost someone Who is that someone She's leaving
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Hot latitudes, cool attitudes She's leaving Moon in her mirror Chasing northern lights She goes, ahhh
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Remember, wherever you go There you are
Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland Girl from Ipanema, she goes to Greenland
Celebration Of The Year
Composer(s): John Pantry
Performer(s): John Pantry; The Fortunes
The celebration of the year, oohooh
There's a time for forgetting all the things that she's done wrong And the time for regretting the getting along before When you're standing on your own it's not at all the way you planned And no-one new is there and see When you're wishing she come home 'cause she would understand Then there would be
The celebration of the year, oh my love The celebration, that my dear, would be ours
But sometimes I get to thinking maybe I was in the wrong (Maybe I was in the wrong) And if only I can see you now then we would get along But I know I'm only dreaming and that I can hope to find The same girl that I loved before And that there could only be her to other girls I'm blind Wish I was sure
The celebration of the year, oh my love The celebration, that my dear, would be ours
The celebration of the year, oh my love The celebration, that my dear, would be ours
Forbidden Love Composer(s): John Elliott; Harold Spina Performer(s): Teddy Johnson & Pearl Carr
They say your lips can never quite be mine I mustn't kiss your trembling lips divine That you must be forbidden love to me Such sweet forbidden ecstasy to me It isn't fair to want you as I do And be denied the loveliness of you Your haunting eyes have put the stars to shame Your tender sighs have set my soul aflame But you're not mine so you must ever be Forbidden love, forbidden love to me
Your tender sighs have set my soul aflame But you're not mine so you must ever be Forbidden love, forbidden love to me
The Girl Can't Help It Composer(s): Bobby Troup First release by: Little Richard and His Band - 1956 Covered by multiple other artists
If she walks by the men all stand engrossed She can't help it, the girl can't help it If she winks an eye bread slices turn to toast She can't help it, the girl can't help it Yes, she's got a lot of what they call the most She can't help it, the girl can't help it
The girl can't help it if she was born to please And if she's got a figure made to squeeze Oh won't you kindly be aware The girl can't help it
She mesmerizes every mother's son She can't help it, the girl can't help it And if she smiles their steak becomes well done She can't help it, the girl can't help it She makes grampa feel like twenty-one She can't help it, the girl can't help it
The girl can't help it if she was born to please She can't help it, the girl can't help it And if I go to her on bended knees She can't help it, the girl can't help it Oh won't you kindly be aware that I can't help it Just can't help it 'Cause oh, I'm hopin' obviously That someday the answer will be The girl can't help it if she's in love with me
She walks by the men all stand in rows Yes she winks an eye... Yes she's got a lot of what they call the most
Well, the girl can't help it if she was born to please And if she's got a figure made to squeeze 'Cause oh I'm hopin' obviously That someday the answer will be The girl can't help it if she's in love with me
Celebration Day
Composer(s): John Paul Jones - Jimmy Page - Robert Plant
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1970
Her face is cracked from smilin' All the fears that she's been hidin' and is seems that pretty soon, everybody's gonna know And her voice is sore from shoutin' Cheerin' winners who are losin' and she wonders if their days are few and soon they'll have to go
My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna join the band We're gonna dance and sing in celebration We're in the promised land
She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in then she wonders what it's all about when they break down the door Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very well You hear her cries of "mercy" as the winners toll the bell
My, my, my, I'm so happy, I'm gonna join the band, yeah We're gonna sing and dance in celebration A-we're in the promised land
Oh, there is a train that leaves the station headed for your destination but the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more Yes, it has And if you walk you're gonna get there although it takes just a little longer and when you see 'em in the distance you will wring your hands and moan
Oh, yeah, you'll moan Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you will moan You're gone, you're gone, you're gone, yeah You're gone, yeah My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my You are gone, you are gone, my, my, yeah
If you walk, you're gonna get there although it takes a little longer and when you see them in the distance you will wring your hands and moan
