Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Maker Said Take Her Composer(s): Mark Wright - Ron Rogers Performer(s): Alabama
I was taught to believe Never to doubt The man up above knew what hes Talking about So when I heard that voice So loud and clear Speak to my heart I knew that she must be near The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life And treat her right I never was the one To listen very well I walk my own way And felt what I felt The further out of touch With the master plan Well she was like a flight to the promised land The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right He placed an angle in the palm of my hand And for once in my life I obeied his commands Ill take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right Just treat her right Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be no heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right For Life
J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita J'offrirai le champagne À ses filles sans joie On se fera la fête Jusqu'au petit matin J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville gaie J'irai chez Casino Je prendrai mes souvenirs Mon avenir et ma peau Et je jouerai coup sec Le tout sur le zéro J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA Je chercherai un chien Un plus perdu que moi Si je n'en trouve pas J'irai voir côté chat J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Rawhide Composer(s): Ned Washington; Dimitri Tiomkin Performer(s): Frankie Laine; and various other artists
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Though the streams are swollen.. Keep them doggies rollin' Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather He'll bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side All the things I'm missin Good viddles love and kissin Are waitin at the end of my ride
Chorus:
Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Head em' up,..... move em' on Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Rawhide! Cut em' out,..... ride em' in,..... ride em' in,.... cut em' out, Cut em' out,.......Ride em'in .... Rawhide!.....
Keep movin', movin', movin' Though their dissaprovin' Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Don't try to understand them, Just rope, throw and brand em' Soon we'll be livin' high and wide My hearts calculatin' My true love will be waitin' Be waitin' at the end of my ride
Dettagli ((Adapted from: Detalhes (Roberto Carlos) - 1971)) Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos - Bruno Lauzi Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 1973
E' inutile tentare di dimenticare per molto tempo ancora nella vita dovrai cercare dettagli cosi' piccoli che tu non sei ancora pronto per capire ma che comnunque contano per dire chi siamo noi se vedi un'altra donna camminare nella tua via e ti ricordi quando c'ero io la colpa e'tutta sua il ritmo bilanciato del suo passo sono ritagli di dettagli se no perche' ti stai immediatamente ricordando proprio di me io so che un'altra donna sta inventando una frase fatta di parole come quelle che ho gia' detto mi sembra matta non credo che ti voglia cosi'tanto bene errori di grammatica lei non ne fa e senza errori non si ha mai felicita' e se farai l'amore con qualcuno fallo tacendo perche' se dici a un'altra il nome mio ti stai sbagliando non tutti hanno piacere di sentire parlare di qualcuno che non c'e' sono dettagli che fanno capire che pensi a me non dirmi che nel cuore non ti resta piu' quasi niente a furia di dettagli stai cambiando e gia' si sente la piccola scintilla fa il grande incendio
Raven In The Snow Composer(s): Bill Miller; John Flanagan Performer(s): Bill Miller
With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight
Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night
I have watched the farmer planting in his field
And known that what he sows, is there for me to steal
I take what I need, never more, never more
In the art of survival, there's no rich there's no poor
Time passes by, kingdoms come and go
I've seen it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have watched the seekers searching for their gold
The rape of the land, generations unfold
Nations of the world, their rise and their fall
I've watched it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have heard the crying, wailing in the wind
Empty words and broken promises, time and time again
Song of the sparrow, call of the crow
Echo in the mountain and the valley's below
The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away
The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray
You can separate the flock still my colors would show
I will stand out, like a raven in the snow
The Maker Composer(s): Daniel Lanois First release by: Daniel Lanois - 1989
Oh, Oh deep water Black, and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open I've run a twisted mile I'm a stranger in the eyes of the maker
I could not see for fog in my eyes I could not feel for the fear in my life From across the great divide In the distance I saw a light Jean Baptiste walking to me with the maker
My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away I'm not a stranger in the hands of the maker
Brother John Have you seen the homeless daughters standing there with broken wings I have seen the flaming swords there over east of Eden burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker
Chez Laurette
Composer(s): Michel Delpech - Roland Vincent
First release by: Michel Delpech - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
À sa façon de nous app'ler ses gosses On voyait bien qu'ell' nous aimait beaucoup C'était chez ell' que notre argent de poche Disparaissait dans les machines à sous
Après les cours on allait boire un verre Quand on entrait Laurette souriait Et d'un seul coup nos leçons nos problèmes Disparaissaient quand ell' nous embrassait
C'était bien, chez Laurette Quand on faisait la fête Elle venait vers nous.. Lau - rette
C'é tait bien, c'était chouette Quand on était fauché Elle payait pour nous.. Lau - rette
Et plus encore afin qu'on soit tranquille Dans son café y avait un coin pour nous On s'y mettait pour voir passer les filles Et j'en connais qui nous plaisaient beaucoup
Si par hasard on avait l'âme en peine Laurette seule savait nous consoler Ell' nous parlait et l'on riait quand même En un clin d'il ell' pouvait tout changer
C'était bien chez Laurette On y retournera Pour ne pas l'oublier Iaurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette
Rave On!
((French Version: C'est Bon (Johnny Hallyday) - 1975))
Composer(s): Norman Petty - Bill Tilghman - Sonny West
First recording/First release by: Sonny West - 1957/1958
Covered by multiple other artists
We-a-he-a-hell, the little things you say and do Make me want to be with you-ah-ou
Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and I know it's got me reeling I'm so glad... that you're revealing Your love for me
Rave on, rave on and tell me Tell me... not to be lonely Tell me... you love me only Rave on for me
Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and I know it's got me reeling I'm so glad... that you're revealing Your love for me
Rave on, rave on and tell me Tell me... not to be lonely Tell me... you love me only Rave on for me
The Maid With The Bonny Brown Hair (Traditional) Performer(s): Cathal McConnel & Boys From The Lough
As once I roved out very early To view the green meadows in Spring It was down by the side of a river I heard a fair damsel did sing
And I stood in completest amazement I gazed on that maiden so fair She appeared to me brighter than Venus That maid with the bonny brown hair
Her eyes they did shine like diamonds Her cheeks like the red rose in June Her skin was as white as the lily And her breath had the rarest perfume
And a dress of the best speckled velvet This charming wee lass she did wear And chains of bright gold and pure silver Were twined in her bonny brown hair
For a long while we courted together Till at last we named the wedding day And one day while conversing together Very kindly to me she did say
"O, it's I have another far kinder My land and my fortune to share So farewell to you now and forever" Said the maid with the bonny brown hair
As I walked down by the river I spied a ship from the proud land of Spain They were singing and dancing with pleasure But mine was a heart full of pain
And as the ship sailed down the river I espied my old sweetheart so fair Quite content in the arms of another Was the maid with the bonny brown hair
So farewell to my friends and relations Perchance I shall see you no more And when I'm in far distant nations Sure I'll sigh for my dear native shore
When I'm in some far distant nation My land and my fortune to share I hope I'll get someone more kinder Than the maid with the bonny brown hair
Cheyenne (Shy Ann) Composer(s): Harry H. Williams; Egbert Van Alstyne Performer(s): Billy Murray
Way out in old Wyoming long ago Where coyotes lurk while night winds howl and blow A cowboy's lusty voice rang out "Hello" And echoed through the valley down below Then came back a maiden's answer sweet and clear Cowboy tossed his hat up in the air Said he, "I've come to take you right away from here Cheyenne they say is miles away, but they've a preacher there" Then she just drooped her eye, she was so very shy So shy, oh my!, and then he made reply
Oooh-oooh-oooh Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony There's room here for two, Dear But after the ceremony We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one On my pony from old Cheyenne
They rode that night and nearly half the day Cheyenne was sixty-seven miles away But when at last they galloped up the street The cowboy's pride was really hard to beat On his arm, his future bride a-carrying But beneath the little church's dome Said she, "I feel like turning back, not marrying" His face got red and then he said, "You will or you'll walk home If you ride back today, you honour and obey" "I will" she cried, then he was heard to say
Oooh-oooh-oooh Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony There's room here for two, Dear But after the ceremony We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one On my pony from old Cheyenne
Rats Composer(s): Syd Barrett Performer(s): Syd Barrett
Got it hit down spot knock inside a spider says: "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" says: "That's love - All know it TV, teeth, feet, peace, feel it... "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
like the fall that brings me to I like the fall that brings me to I like the cord around sinew I make a cord around sinew
Duck, the way to least is less Tea craving of the metal west 'ell tomorrow's rain and test 'ell tomorrow's rain and test Love an empty son and guess Love an empty son and guess pimples dangerous and blessed
Heaving, arriving, tinkling mingling jets and statuettes seething wet we meeting fleck seething wet we meeting fleck lines and winds and crib and half each fair day I give you half of each fair day I give you half I look into your eyes and you, flathe in the sun for you...
Bam, spastic, tactile engine heaving, crackle, slinky, dormy, roofy, wham I'll have them, fried bloke broken jardy, cardy, smoocho, moocho, paki, pufftle sploshette moxy, very smelly, cable, gable, splintra, channel top the seam he's taken off
rats, rats lay down flat we don't need you, we act like that and if you think you're un-loved then we know about that... rats, rats, lay down flat! yes, yes, yes, yes, lay down flat!
As I came down from Tottenham Upon a market day 'Twas there I spied a bonny lass Her clothing was so gay Her journey was to London With buttermilk and whey So we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
God speed fair maid, says I to her You are well overtook At that she cast her head aside And gave to me a look That was as full of lechery As letters in a book And we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
And as we walked along the road Together side by side This pretty maid of Tottenham Her garter came untied For fear that she might lose it Look out sweetheart, I cried Your garter's coming down my love Sing fal the dal diddle al day
O now you've been so venturesome So venturesome and free O now you've been so venturesome Will you tie it up for me? O yes, o yes, if you'll come To the undergrove with me So we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
I took her to the undergrove Among the grass so green The fair maid spread her legs so wide That I fell in between Such tying of a garter You have but seldom seen And we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
O now you've had your will of me Pray tell to me your name Likewise your occupation From where and whence you came My name is Johnny the Rover From Dublin town I came And I live alongside of the Ups and Downs Sing fal the dal diddle al day
So when she came to Tottenham Her butter was not sold By losing of her maidenhead Which made her blood run cold He's gone, he's gone, he's gone He's not the lad for me For he lives alongside of the Ups and Downs Sing fal the dal diddle al day
Cheyenne
Composer(s): William Lava - Stanley D. Jones
Cheyenne, Cheyenne, where will you be campin' tonight? Lonely man, Cheyenne, will your heart stay free and light? Dream, Cheyenne, of a girl you may never love Move along, Cheyenne, like the restless cloud up above
The wind that blows, that comes and goes, has been your only home But will the wild wind one day cease and you'll no longer roam
Move along, Cheyenne, the next pasture's always so green Driftin' on, Cheyenne don't forget the things you have seen And when you settle down where will it be, Cheyenne Cheyenne!
Rat Trap Composer(s): Bob Geldof Performer(s): The Boomtown Rats
There was a lot of rocking going on that night Cruising time for the young bright lights Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door The five lamp boys were coming on strong The Saturday night city beat had already started And the pulse of the corner boys sprang into action And young Billy watched it all under the yellow street light And said "tonight of all nights there's gonna be a fight"
Billy don't like it living here in this town He says the traps have been sprung long before he was born He says "hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors And pus and grime ooze from its scab crusted sores There's screaming and crying in the high rise blocks" It's a rat trap Billy but you're already caught But you can make it if you want to or you need it bad enough
You're young and good looking and you're acting kind of tough Anyway it's Saturday night time to see what's going down Put on the bright suit Billy, head for the right side of town It's only 8 o'clock but you're already bored You don't know what it is but there's got to be more You'd better find a way out, hey kick down that door It's a rat trap and you've been caught
In this town Billy says "everybody tries to tell you what to do" In this town Billy says "everybody says you gotta follow rules" You walk up to the traffic lights Switch from your left to right You push in that button, and that button comes alight It tells you Walk don't walk, Walk don't walk Talk don't talk, Talk don't talk Walk don't walk, Walk don't walk Talk don't talk, Talk don't talk Hey Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk Billy take a walk, take a walk, take a walk Billy take a walk with me
Little Judy's trying to watch "Top of the Pops" But mum and dad are fighting don't they ever stop She takes down her coat and walks out on the street It's cold on that road, but it's got that home beat Deep down in her pockets she finds 50p Now is that any way for a young girl to be "I'm gonna get out of school work in some factory Work all the hours God gave me get myself a little easy money" Now, now, now na na
Her mind's made up, she walks down the road Her hands in her pockets, coat buttoned 'gainst the cold She finds Billy down at the Italion cafe And when he's drunk it's hard to understand what Billy says But then he mumbles in his coffee and suddenly roars It's a rat trap Judy and we've been caught!
The Maharajah Of Magador Composer(s): John Jacob Loeb - Harris Performer(s): Vaughn Monroe & Ziggy Talent
There's a rich Maharajah of Magador Who had ten thousand camels and maybe more He had rubies and pearls, and the loveliest girls But he didn't know how to do the rumba He could afford... a big reward So to his people one day he said Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah (Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah) Which means... Take my rubies and take my pearls Take my camels and take my girls Rumba lessons are wanted for The rich Maharajah of Magador Ah hahahahahahahahah
So a slick little chick answered, "That's for me" Through the ad he had placed in Variety When she saw his expanse, she could tell at a glance That he'd never learn how to do the rumba He had his wealth, he had his health So he looked in her eyes and said Ah hahahahahahahahahha (Ah ha hahahahahahahahahahah) Take my rubies and take my pearls Take my camels, I'll keep my girls From now on you'll be working for The rich Maharajah of Magador Ah hahahahahahahaha
He was anxious to learn, so she taught him right But she taught him the thrill of a moonlight night He discovered the bliss of a half promised kiss But he never learned how to do the rumba And on the day... she went away You could hear all the people say She took his rubies and took his pearls Took his camels and all his girls Took his money and what is more She made the rich Maharajah the poor Maharajah of Magador Ah hahahahahahahah
I took my girl to a dance last night All the folks was there She took out her chewing gum And left it on a chair A nice young man came up and sat And asked my girl to dance When he tried to rise, he couldn't budge He was stuck fast by his pants
I took my girl for a buggy ride And to watch the setting sun Just as I bent to kiss her She chawed her chewing gum I turned the buggy right around And straightaway home we come I might have been a married man If it hadn't been for gum!
