Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep
Composer(s): Lally Stott
First release by: Lally Stott - 1970
Made famous by: Middle of the Road - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Un Africain À Paris (Joe Harris)
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Far far away far
Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Far far away, far far awayayay...
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your momma gone (Where´s your momma gone) Far far away Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Little baby gone (Little baby gone) Where´s your poppa gone (Where´s your poppa gone) Far far away far far awayayay...
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning and my momma was gone Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep chirp
Last night I heard my momma singing this song Ooh wee chirpy chirpy cheep cheep Woke up this morning .........
Red Hot Memory Composer(s): Kenny Dale Performer(s): Kenny Dale
You didn't like the way I up and left you I must admit it's really not my style But when you mentioned wedding bells, I started running And I won't even slow down for a thousand miles
I'd be a fool again for falling in love with someone When my heart can't let go I can't be free, I've got this red hot memory Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go
A red hot memory that won't grow colder A heart that's been a slave to that old flame I'd rather face them rattlesnakes as big as Dallas Before I'll ever take a chance on love again
I'd be a fool again for falling in love with someone When my heart can't let go I can't be free, I've got this red hot memory Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go Burning in my soul and my heart can't let go
The Money Song Composer(s): Harold Rome Performer(s): Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis
If you got it you don't need it If you need it you don't got it You don't get shame on you Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Them that have it get more of it Less they need it the more they love it And it sticks to them like glue Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Ask the rich man he'll confess Money can't buy happiness Ask the poor man he don't doubt But he'd rather be miserable with than without
If you spend it please be wiser If you save it you're a miser You don't want it you're cuckoo Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
Jerry Lewis: La La Money Dean Martin: Oh, shut up Jerry, what are you doing? JL: I'm singing DM: This is singing? JL: Don't you like it? DM: No I don't like it. You want to sing with me? JL: Can I sing with you? DM: Sure you can JL: All right
DM: If I do not need it badly JL: Folks will give it to you gladly DM: But I need it JL: Nuts to you DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I am lucky and I make it JL: You'll be frightened DM: But who can take it JL: The Internal Revenoooooooo DM: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Birds don't got it, still they sing JL: Eating winds up on the wing DM: Ideal lives some folks affirm JL: So, okay, you're a bird, but suppose you're a worm DM: It's a bad thing, oh yes very JL: For the germs and sanitary DM: Will you have some JL: Oh, thank you Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: If I got it JL: Who's got it? DM: I don't need it JL: But I need it DM: If you need it JL: And I need it DM: You don't got it JL: But I want it DM: You can't get it, shame on you JL: What can I do? Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do
DM: Them that have it JL: Where'd they get it? DM: Get more of it JL: Can they keep it? DM: The less they need it JL: Who don't need it? DM: The more they love it JL: And how they love it DM: And it sticks to them like glue JL: Boo hoo Both: Funny, funny, funny, what money can do Money, money we love you Funny, funny, funny, what you can do
Un Africain À Paris
((Adapted from: Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep (Lally Stott) - 1970))
Composer(s): Lally Stott - Yves Dessca
Performer(s): Joe Harris - 1971
Versions In Other Languages:
1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris)
1971 - Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven (Joe Harris)
1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) À Paris! Ma sacoche au dos (ma sacoche au dos) J'ai pris le bateau (j'ai pris le bateau) Je serai bientôt (je serai bientôt) À Paris, à Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique Très loin pour un Africain!
Les Champs-Élysées (les Champs-Élysées) L'île de la Cité (l'île de la Cité) Je vais les trouver (je vais les trouver) À Paris! Dans quelques années (dans quelques années) Fier et licencié (fier et licencié) Je m'en reviendrai (je m'en reviendrai) De Paris, de Paris!
J'en rêvais déjà quand je n'étais qu'un enfant Oh oh oui, mais c'est loin de l'Afrique Et pourtant je me sens un peu triste en m'en allant Oh oh oui, car c'est loin de l'Afrique Très loin pour un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique Quand on est un Africain!
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps Oh oh oui, on n'oublie pas l'Afrique Quand on est un Africain
Non, ne croyez pas que je parte éternellement Oh oh oui, ton cur est en Afrique Et même quand on ne la quitte pas pour très longtemps
Red Hot Mama Composer(s): George Clinton; Grace Cook; Eddie Hazel; Bernie Worrell Performer(s): Funkadelic; and various other artists
Red hot mama from Louisiana Thumbin' her way to Savannah She been cooped up too long
Red hot mama lookin' to the city Taxi dancers and big time spenders She's been groovin'
Red hot mama was gettin' down Scoping the places where fun to be found She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me
Red hot mama was really bad She was badder than bad, bad as she want to be
Red hot mama was a real gas Doin' it good and doing it fast She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me Ride on, red hot mama Girl, you sure look good to me
I'm not a bat or a rat or a cat I'm not a gnu or a kangaroo I'm not a goose or a moose on the loose I am a mole and I live in a hole
I'm not a cow or a chow or a sow I'm not a snake or a hake or a drake I'm not a flea or a wee chimpanzee I am a mole and I live in a hole
Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast You're the slick chick I dig the most I'm not a ram or a clam or a lamb I'm not a hog or a frog or a dog I'm not a bus or a hip-potomus I am a mole and I live in a hole
Yarg yarg, quarck quarck, fried boiled or roast You're the slick chick I dig the most I'm not a ram or a clam or a lamb I'm not a hog or a frog or a dog I'm not a bus or a hip-potomus I am a mole and I live in a hole I am a mole and I live in a hole
Eerst Zien En Dan Geloven ((Adapted from: Chirpy Chirpy, Cheep Cheep (Lally Stott) - 1970)) Composer(s): Lally Stott - Nelly Byl Performer(s): Joe Harris - 1971
Versions In Other Languages: 1971 - Un Africain À Paris (Joe Harris) 1971 - Erst Seh'n (Joe Harris) 1971 - Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (Finnish Version) (Koivistolaiset)
Meisjes zeggen gauw (Meisjes zeggen gauw) "'k Hou alleen van jou" ("'k Hou alleen van jou") Maar vergeten gauw (Maar vergeten gauw) Veel veel te gauw Meisjes zeggen gauw (Meisjes zeggen gauw) "'k Hou alleen van jou" ("'k Hou alleen van jou") Maar vergeten gauw (Maar vergeten gauw) Veel veel te gauw Veel veel te gauw En dan die meisjes die de hemel beloven Eerst zien en daarna geloven De dag nadien zijn je illusies vervlogen Eerst zien en daarna geloven Nooit geloven zonder zien Meisjes zeggen gauw (Meisjes zeggen gauw) "'k Hou alleen van jou" ("'k Hou alleen van jou") Maar vergeten gauw (Maar vergeten gauw) Veel veel te gauw Meisjes zeggen gauw: (Meisjes zeggen gauw) "'k Hou alleen van jou" ("'k Hou alleen van jou") Maar vergeten gauw (Maar vergeten gauw) Veel veel te gauw Veel veel te gauw Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen: "Eerst zien en daarna geloven Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren Eerst zien en daarna geloven Nooit geloven zonder zien" Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen: "Eerst zien en daarna geloven Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren Eerst zien en daarna geloven Nooit geloven zonder zien" Heilige Thomas zei aan wie het wou horen: "Eerst zien en daarna geloven Wie me bedriegen zal, is nog niet geboren Eerst zien en daarna geloven Nooit geloven zonder zien"...
Red Hot Composer(s): Billy Emerson Performer(s): Billy "The Kid" Emerson; and various other artists
My gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Yeah, my gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Well, she ain't got no money But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, I got a gal, six feet four Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet out the door, but... My gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Yeah, my gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Well, she ain't got no money But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she walks all night, talks all day She's the kinda woman who'll have her way, but... My gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Yeah, my gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Well, she ain't got no money But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she's the kinda woman who louds around Spreadin' my business all over town, but... My gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Yeah, my gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Well, she ain't got no money But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, she's a one man's woman, that's what I like But I wish she wasn't gonna change her mind everynight, but... My gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Yeah, my gal is red hot (Your gal ain't doodly-squat) Well, she ain't got no money But man, she's a-really got a lot
The Modern World Composer(s): Paul Weller First release by: The Jam - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
This is a modern world, this is the modern world What kind of a fool do you think I am? You think I know nothing of the modern world
All my life has been the same I've learned to live by hate and pain It's my inspiration drive
I've learned more than you'll ever know Even at school I felt quite sure That one day I would be on top
And I'd look down upon the map The teachers who said I'd be nothing This is the modern world that I've learnt about
This is the modern world, we don't need no one To tell us what's right or wrong This is the modern world
Say what you like 'cause I don't care I know where I am, and going too It's somewhere I won't preview
Don't have to explain myself to you I don't give two fucks about your review This is the modern world that I've learnt about
This is the modern world, we don't need no one To tell us what's right or wrong The modern world this is, this is, this is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Hey... we don't need no one, to tell us what's right or wrong
This is the modern world, this is the modern world
Chirpin' The Blues
Composer(s): Alberta Hunter
Performer(s): Alberta Hunter; Fletcher Henderson; Lena Wilson
I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me I woke up this mornin', heard somebody calling me My man had packed his grip, said he was leaving for Tennessee
Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay Bad luck and trouble, looks like they're on me to stay But good luck is old fortune, and it's bound to fall my way
Lord I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long I said I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long It takes a worried woman to trust this worried song
If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time If the blues where whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time Till the man I love would ease my troubled mind
Red Hot Composer(s): Frank Busey; John Duarte Performer(s): Mary Wilson
Ow! Red hot This feeling is red hot This feeling is red hot just for you Red hot The feeling is red hot This feeling is red hot just for you
If you find yourself at home Sitting all alone With nothing, with nothing to do Just pick up the phone And I'll be here at home Waiting, waiting to hear from you This feeling is red hot Too hot to stop This feeling is red hot Too hot to stop
Anytime at all Don't be afraid to call And baby, I'll coming running back to you Now I said anytime at all Don't be afraid to call And baby, I'll coming running back to you
Red hot The feeling is red hot This feeling is red hot just for you Red hot The feeling is red hot This feeling is red hot just for you This feeling is red hot Too hot to stop This feeling is red hot Too hot to stop
Anytime at all, now honey Don't be afraid to call, sugar And baby, I'll come running on back to you
Now listen to this, boy BEechwood 6-5789 Now you can call me any ole time 'Cause baby, I'll come running back to you
Anytime at all, now honey Don't be afraid to call, a-sugar A-baby, I'll come running back to you Red hot The feeling is red hot This feeling is red hot just for you
Anytime at all Don't be afraid to call I'll come running running Running running back to you
Beechwood 6-5789 You can call me any ole time 'Cause baby I'll come running back to you
Red hot Feeling red hot This feeling is red hot (baby) just for This feeling is red hot Feeling red hot This feeling is red hot (sugar) just for you (This feeling is) red hot Feeling red hot This feeling is red hot just for you Rock me baby, rock me, rock me
Anytime at all Don't be afraid to call I'll come running running Running running back to you
Chiquitita dis-moi pourquoi Quand la vie est triste à pleurer Tu gardes au fond de toi Tant de larmes et tant de secrets C'est l'automne d'un premier amour Mais l'amour tu sais n'y est pour rien Il y a toujours Un nouveau printemps qui revient
Chiquitita je sais trop bien La blessure d'un premier chagrin Fait mal très longtemps Mais tout passe avec le temps Et le temps dépasse Et remet l'amour à sa place Chiquitita je sais comme toi Le premier bonheur qui s'en va Fait mal très longtemps Mais tu vas chanter encore Et chanter plus fort Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chiquitita ferme les yeux Mets ta tête au creux de mes bras Là tu vas t'endormir Tout comme autrefois On n'oublie pas mais tu verras Tu vas retrouver ton sourire Demain tu voleras Dans le ciel de ton avenir
Chiquitita je sais trop bien La blessure d'un premier chagrin Fait mal très longtemps Mais tout passe avec le temps Et le temps dépasse Et remet l'amour à sa place Chiquitita je sais comme toi Le premier bonheur qui s'en va Fait mal très longtemps Mais tu vas chanter encore Et chanter plus fort Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort Et chanter encore Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Chanter fort Et chanter encore Chanter pour toi Chiquitita
Red Bird Composer(s): Leadbelly Performer(s): Leadbelly; Arlo Guthrie; Pete Seeger
Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird soon in the morning Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning, Red Bird, Red Bird soon in the morning What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning? What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning? What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning? What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning? Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning Cat got the Red Bird, soon in the morning Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning Hawk got the Red Bird, soon in the morning What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning What's the matter with the Red Bird, soon in the morning Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning Red Bird's gone, that's soon in the morning
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud
The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud Composer(s): Al Kooper Performer(s): Blood, Sweat & Tears
Father of my morning Once my child to the night I see that you have minds to cop And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
Little do you know of the progressions that you teach the people that you reach are tired of livin' in a world of elastic towers dance with them and sing a song of changes and talk with them of life and all its dangers surround yourself with now familiar strangers who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
And the clock on the wall is a bore as you wander past the door and find him lying on the floor as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
You cannot ever picture me you know me by my thoughts A file for your travelogue oblivious to the night, the fog around you The germs they are rediculous they bother you at night the blood that rushes to your brain the ticket on the plane you're never catching the price you pay exclusive of your taxes to chop you up inside with tiny axes the girl looks up to you from floors she waxes and speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
and the clock on the wall is a bore as you wander past the door and find him lying on the floor as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face Are hidden by the fake-up man who lives inside the sterno can beside you Now climb ye to the mountains as the sun is almost gone escaping from your other selves your brothers hide among the shelves inside you the games that people play can only bore you but only those that know you don't ignore you how many times have I come there to restore you And caught you lying on the couch with father time
and the clock on the wall is a bore as you wander past the door and find him lying on the floor as he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
Chiquitita
((French Version: Chiquitita (Dis-Moi Pourquoi) (Nana Mouskouri) - 1984))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1979
Covered by multiple other artists
Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong You're enchained by your own sorrow In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow How I hate to see you like this There is no way you can deny it I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, tell me the truth I'm a shoulder you can cry on Your best friend, I'm the one you must rely on You were always sure of yourself Now I see you've broken a feather I hope we can patch it up together
Chiquitita, you and I know How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end You will have no time for grieving Chiquitita, you and I cry But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you Let me hear you sing once more like you did before Sing a new song, Chiquitita Try once more like you did before Sing a new song, Chiquitita
So the walls came tumbling down And your love's a blown out candle All is gone and it seems too hard to handle Chiquitita, tell me the truth There is no way you can deny it I see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, you and I know How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end You will have no time for grieving Chiquitita, you and I cry But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you Let me hear you sing once more like you did before Sing a new song, Chiquitita Try once more like you did before Sing a new song, Chiquitita Try once more like you did before Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Recuerdos Del Portezuelo Performer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui
En esas mañanitas de la quebrada yo bajaba la cuesta como si nada y en un marchao parejo de no cansarse me iba pidienda riendas mi mula parda Al pasar por el rancho del Portezuelo salían a mirarme sus ojos negros Nunca le dije nada pero ¡qué lindo! y de feliz yo daba mi copla al viento
"Parezco mucho y soy poco esperemos y esperemos pa'cuando salga de pobre viditay conversaremos" Los vientos y los años me arriaron lejos lo que ayer fue esperanza hoy es recuerdo Me gusta arrinconarme de vez en cuando a pensar en la moza del Portezuelo
¿ Qué mirarán sus ojos en estos tiempos? Mi corazón, paisano, quedó con ellos ... Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo! sólo tengo la copla pa'mi consuelo
"Parezco mucho y soy poco etc." ¿ Dónde estará la moza del Portezuelo? ¿ Están tristes o alegres sus ojos negros? Nunca le dije nada, pero ¡ qué lindo! siento un dulzor amargo cuando me acuerdo
The Miracle Song Composer(s): Neil Sedaka Performer(s): Neil Sedaka
All my life I've been a kind of lonely man Searching high and low, looking for my way Then all at once I saw you right in front of me I knew right then and there, my lonely days were through
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun And now I know, my life has just begun You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be And you're a miracle to me
You fill my life with tenderness and harmony I never thought that I'd be laughing once again You fill the room with something warm and wonderful I can't imagine life without your precious love
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun And now I know, my life has just begun You are the sweetest thing that could ever, ever be And you're a miracle to me
Rivers bend, rivers flow 'til the end of time They keep flowin' through eternity Take me there, sail away, take me to the sea You're a river that flows inside of me
You're just a rose that shimmers in the sun And now I know, my life has just begun You are the sweetest thing that I could ever, ever see And you're a miracle to me
Chip Chip
Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Clifford Crawford - Arthur Resnick
Performer(s): Gene McDaniels
and multiple other artists
From-a one little kiss and a lotta lovin' you build a big mansion of love High on a hill of happiness with some-a-one that you've been dreamin' of You build a wall around with a lotta lovin', all around your mansion of love Then one day you hear a strange little sound, tryin' to tear your mansion down
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie Chip, chip, you make your baby cry Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit Chip, chip, you quarrel over it Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover One little wrong leads to another Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Ah-one little spark when it starts to glowin' can warm a big mansion of love One little wrong brings on the gloom, puts a chill in-a every room
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, chip, chip, you tell a little lie Chip, chip, you make your baby cry Chip, chip, you cheat a little bit Chip, chip, you quarrel over it Oh oh oh one day you're gonna discover One little wrong leads to another Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love
Chip, chip, a-chippin' away, chippin' at your mansion of love Chip, chip, a-chippin' away
