Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Roast Beef Of Old England Composer(s): Richard Leveridge
When Mighty Roast Beef was the Englishman's Food It ennobl'd our veins and enriched our Blood Our Soldiers were Brave and our Courtiers were Good Oh! The Roast Beef of Old England And Old English Roast Beef
But since we have learned from all vapouring France To eat their Ragouts, as well as to Dance We are fed up with nothing but vain Complaisance Oh! The Roast Beef...
Our Fathers, of old, were Robust, Stout and Strong And kept open House, with good cheer all day long Which made their plump Tenants rejoyce in this Song Oh! The Roast Beef...
But now we are dwindled, to what shall I name A sneaking poor Race, half begotten ... and Tame Who Sully those Honours that once shone in Fame Oh! The Roast Beef...
When good Queen Elizabeth sate on the throne E'er Coffee and Tea and such slip-slops were known The World was in Terror if e'er she did frown Oh! The Roast Beef...
In those days, if Fleets did presume on the Main They seldom, or never, return'd back again As witness, the Vaunting Armada of Spain Oh! The Roast Beef...
Oh! Then we had stomachs to eat, and to fight And when wrongs were a-cooking to do ourselves right But now we're a ... I could, but good Night Oh! The Roast Beef...
Close As Pages In A Book Composer(s): Dorothy Fields; Sigmund Romberg Performer(s): Vic Damone and various other artists
Well be close as pages in a book My love and I So close, we can share a single look Share every sigh So close that before I hear your laugh My laugh breaks through And when a tear starts to appear My eyes grow misty too
Our dreams wont come tumbling to the ground Well hold them fast Darling, as the strongest book is found Were bound to last Your life is my life And while life beats away in my heart Well be close as pages in a book Never to part
Our dreams wont come tumbling to the ground Well hold them fast Darling, as the strongest book is found Were bound to last Your life is my life And while life beats away in my heart Well be close as pages in a book Never to part
Retiens La Nuit English Titles: Hold Back The Night; Hold Back The Sun Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Charles Aznavour
{Refrain:} Retiens la nuit Pour nous deux jusqu'à la fin du monde Retiens la nuit Pour nos curs dans sa course vagabonde Serre-moi fort contre ton corps Il faut qu'à l'heure des folies Le grand amour raye le jour Et nous fasse oublier la vie Retiens la nuit Avec toi, elle parait si belle Retiens la nuit Mon amour, qu'elle devienne éternelle Pour le bonheur de nos deux curs Arrête le temps et les heures Je t'en supplie à l'infini Retiens la nuit
Ne me demande pas d'où me vient ma tristesse Ne me demande pas, tu ne comprendrais pas En découvrant l'amour je frôle la détresse En croyant au bonheur, la peur entre en mes joies
The Road To The Promised Land Composer(s): Paul Brady Performer(s): Paul Brady
'Tell you I don't understand it' he said 'What are you hoping to gain? Rocking this boat and you'll end up capsizing Throwing it all down the drain Said to quit chasing the end of the rainbow Told me we'd find nothing there But you and I know, girl, there's something else out there
So come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning Soon you and I will be free Wo-oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land But, oh, the beauty we'll find
Lying here watching the world from a window Seeing it passing us by Knowing we're fooling ourselves when we think We'll be happy up here till we die Getting so good at inventing excuses Hiding the feeling inside But it's growing so strong, I can't wait any longer
So come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning Soon you and I will be free Wo-oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land But, oh, the beauty we'll find
Some getting by, by keeping their eyes closed Some are too blind they can't see Others live hiding behind stained glass windows But that never helped you or me Wasting the years stumbling round in the shadows With no one to light up the way But now we're together, we'll guide one another, so
Come on with me, off on a journey Far away out on the sea Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning To a place where we both will be free Oh darling I know there is danger On the road to the promised land Oh leaving our heartaches behind Oh darling the beauty we'll find
When we rise up in the morning Sailing out on the ocean Just you and me babe When we lie down in the evening Oh, the beauty we'll find
Clopin-Clopant Composer(s): Pierre Dudan; Bruno Coquatrix Performer(s): Pierre Dudan and various other artists
Je suis né avec des yeux d'ange Et des fossettes au creux des joues J'ai perdu mes joues et mes langes Et j'ai cassé tous mes joujoux. Je m'suis regardé dans un' glace Et j'ai vu que j'avais rêvé Je m'suis dit: faudra bien qu'j'm'y fasse... Tout finira par arriver...
Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant Dans le soleil et dans le vent De temps en temps le cur chancelle... Y a des souv'nirs qui s'amoncellent... Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant En promenant mon cur d'enfant... Comme s'envole une hirondelle... La vie s'enfuit à tire-d'aile... Ça fait si mal au cur d'enfant Qui s'en va seul, clopin-clopant...
Tout l'amour que l'on a vu naître... Tes lèvres douces, parfum de miel... Nos deux fronts contre la fenêtre... Nos regards perdus dans le ciel... Le train noir hurlant dans la gare... Le monstrueux désert des rues... Tes mots d'adieu, tes mots bizarres... Depuis dix mois, tu n'écris plus...
Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant Dans le soleil et dans le vent De temps en temps le cur chancelle... Y a des souv'nirs qui s'amoncellent... Et je m'en vais clopin-clopant En promenant mon cur d'enfant... Comme s'envole une hirondelle... La vie s'enfuit à tire-d'aile... Ça fait si mal au cur d'enfant Qui s'en va seul, clopin-clopant...
Retales, Chapuza Y Pastiche Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Echa el freno, Madaleno que me pisas el terreno equilibrios y piruetas al son de una pandereta Coyunturo y estructuro pa'luego llevarme un duro el parásito pelele se hace el amo de la tele El desnudo prohibido los bebés nacen vestidos Dedo Gratias por la gracia de la ilustre dedocracia Es mucho más conveniente ser de Dios que ser decente valga enchufe por talento y a vivir todos del cuento
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Aquí el que no corre, vuela aunque al prójimo le duela dólar santo en los misales compra pecados mortales Pareceres contrastados Rex, Coronas o Ducados tú te asocias, yo me asocio y ampliemos el negocio Eres guapo y con dinero cuánto heredas, Baldomero al pan vino, al vino, torta confundir es lo que importa Aleluya, Aleluya cada uno con la suya y aquí va la moralina chúpate esa mandarina
Retales, chapuza y pastiche remiendos, tapujos y parches todo funciona a pegote qué carnaval, qué pitote vaya chapuza que hay
Road To Hell Composer(s): Chris Rea Performer(s): Chris Rea
Well I'm standing by the river But the water doesn't flow It boils with every poison you can think of And I'm underneath the streetlight But the light of joy I know Scared beyond belief way down in the shadows And the perverted fear of violence Chokes the smile on every face And common sense is ringing out the bell This ain't no technological breakdown Oh no, this is the road to hell
And all the roads jam up with credit And there's nothing you can do It's all just pieces of paper flying away from you Oh look out world, take a good look What comes down here You must learn this lesson fast and learn it well This ain't no upwardly mobile freeway Oh no, this is the road Said this is the road This is the road to hell
In France when one is walking sadly They say he walks Clopin Clopant His step is slow, his fault is badly Perhaps the one he loves is gone Clopin Clopant I hear his footsteps As in the night he passes by And as I hear his endless footsteps I get to thinking they'll go out I'll go along Clopin Clopant Whispering he's gone, he is gone, he is gone My childish heart cries like a baby Without my love what will each day be? So I go on Clopin Clopant Trudging alone Clopin Clopant Love is a dance and one must learn it I had my chance, why did I spurn it? What can I do? Why carry on? Going alone Clopin Clopant, Clopin Clopant, Clopin Clopant...
Quand la lune et les étoiles Au dernier jour s'éteindront Les anges sonneront l'alarme Pour rassembler les nations Lors de tous les cimetières Surgiront les trépassés Les ancêtres de nos pères Et les gloires du passé Et les gloires du passé
Dans la foule des patriarches Venu de la nuit des temps Le vieux Noé dans son arche Etonnera petits et grands Installé sur son échelle Jacob jugera de bien haut Le célèbre Diogène Voyageant dans son tonnçau Voyageant dans son tonnçau
Dans leurs savants emballages les momies des musées quitteront leurs sarcophages Pour une autre éternité
Archimède dans sa baignoire Débordera d'émotion Devant les marins notoires Et les champions de natation Et les champions de natation
Les amoureux de l'histoire Pourront à nouveau s'aimer Et Antoine et Cléopâtre Se retrouveront nez à nez En des amours immortelles Ils rediront leur espoir En écoutant d'une oreille La musique de Mozart La musique de Mozart
Aux vitrines des librairies Laton, Goethe, Mallarmé Reliront l'uvre de leur vie Face à leur postérité Charles Quint et Charlemagne Visiteront à vélo le vieux champ de bataille et le Lion de Waterloo et le Lion de Waterloo
Vélasquez et Michel-Ange De loin se reconnaîtront Et pleins d'une joie sans mélange Dessineront l'homme du Cro-Magnon Pour accomplir leur B.A. Et nourrir les affames Les petits scouts de l'Alaska Vendront des chocolats glacés Vendront des chocolats glacés
Les reporters photographes guetteront le cheval Bayard et le précieux batiscaphe Du grand professeur Picard Le bienheureux Dominique Et Saint-François retrouvé Boiront la bénédictine Pour fêter leur amitié Pour fêter leur amitié
Imaginez l'allégresse Qui fleurira en ce jour L'humanité en liesse S'éveillera pour toujours Lors les élus de la terre Entreront dans le pays Que Dieu promit à leurs pères Pour renaître à la vraie vie Pour renaître à la vraie vie
The Road To Cairo ((Finnish Version: Tie Kairoon (Kirka) - 1977)) Composer(s): David Ackles First release by: David Ackles - 1968
A fella told me This here road leads to Cairo I got to get me a ride I got to go back Go back to my children I got to see my little bride
I been travellin' Gone a long long time Don't know what I'll find Scared of what I'll find But I just got to see them again
Hey thanks for stoppin' Are you headed down to Cairo? I wrecked my Lincoln in Saint Jo Why to little old Cairo? No special reason Look up some folks I used to know
Me I travel some Have my share of fun Now that's a life a man can live Sure I've played and lost But who minds the cost You got to take more than you give
Hey you got another cigar? Son I sure like this car Oh from your daddy as a gift Say on second thought There's gifts I haven't bought Just drop me here Thanks for the lift
Yes I've travelled some Yes I've been a bum Never have a dime for gin Left to make my way Told her I can't stay To see my children poor as sin
I know this road It leads straight into Cairo Twenty-two miles straight ahead I can't I can't walk down this road to Cairo They're better thinkin' I'm dead
I been travellin' Gone a long long time Don't know what I'd find Scared of what I'd find I can't I just can't walk down this road
Clink, Clink, Another Drink Composer(s): Foster Carling; Phil Ohman Performer(s): Spike Jones
Clink, clink, another drink Plenty in the cellar when it's gone Drink, drink, the glasses clink Making tinkly music till the dawn is breaking
Clang, clang, who cares a dang? What's the difference when you're on a spree? Over the teeth, behind the gums Look out stomach here she comes Hi! Have another drink on me
Trinkle, trinkle, trinkle, trinkle Slice of cheese and bite of pickle Doesn't even cost a nickel Now to wash it down
Clink, clink, no more to drink I had a cellar full, but now it's gone Drink, drink, the glasses clink Like the anvil chorus and my head is splitting uh, brinking, uh, busting Oh brother!
Oh, ow, what'll I do now Pink elephants are running after me Oh, that stuff was smooth as silk From now on I'll stick to milk Nothing else to drink for me
Resurrection Composer(s): Rob Halford; Roy Z Performer(s): Rob Halford
I'm digging deep inside my soul To bring myself out of this God-damned hole I rid the demons from my heart And found the truth was with me from the start
Holy angel lift me from this burning hell Resurrection make me whole Son of Judas bring the saints to my revenge Resurrection bring me home
I walked alone into a Fight No longer standing in satanic light I tried to look too far ahead And saw the road go to my past instead
Holy angel lift me from this burning hell Resurrection make me whole Son of Judas bring the saints to my revenge Resurrection bring me home
I've faced the things I've said and done There is no bastard left to overcome The peace of mind I thought was lost Was right in front of me on paths I've crossed
The day's gonna come Just wait and see When we'll be together Just you and me The world outside Won't tell no lies Won't have no say Won't criticise 'Cause we ain't gonna listen And we aint gonna care Because our love Is too deep to share And you are
Climbing through Yeah that's you Always know Just what to do And love me As much as I love you
I'm gonna be happy I'm gonna be good Just doing the things I know I should I'm gonna get married And have a boy child He's gonna be strong He ain't gonna get wild Gonna teach him how To live a good life Some day he'll find A very beautiful wife And she'll be
Climbing Through Just like you Always know Just what to do And love him As much as I love you
And if in a family We're blessed with a girl She's gonna be the prettiest Little girl in the world She ain't gonna cheat She ain't gonna flirt She's gonna have brains She ain't gonna get hurt And think and study And pass exams And when the right boy comes She's gonna give him her hand And she'll be
Climbing through Just like you Always know Just what to do And love him As much as I love you
Resumen De Noticias Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
He estado al alcance de todos los bolsillos porque no cuesta nada mirarse para adentro He estado al alcance de todas la manos que han querido tocar mi mano amigamente Pero, pobre de mi, no he estado con los presos de su propia cabeza acomodada no he estado en los que ríen con solo media risa los delimitadores de las primaveras
No he estado en los archivos ni en las papelerías y se me archiva en copias y no en originales No he estado en los mercados grandes de la palabra pero he dicho lo mío a tiempo y sonriente No he estado enumerando las manchas en el sol pues sé que en una sola mancha cabe el mundo He procurado ser un gran mortificado para, si mortifico, no vayan a acusarme
Aunque se dice que me sobran enemigos todo el mundo me escucha bien quedo cuando canto Yo he preferido hablar de cosas imposibles porque de lo posible se sabe demasiado He preferido el polvo así, sencillamente pues la palabra amor aún me suena hueco He preferido un golpe así, de vez en cuando porque la inmunidad me carcome los huesos
Agradezco la participación de todos los que colaboraron en esta melodía Se debe subrayar la importante tarea de los perseguidores de cualquier nacimiento Si alguien que me escucha se viera retratado sépase que se hace con ese destino Cualquier reclamación que sea sin membrete Buenas noches, amigos y enemigos
When we come to a place where the road and the sky collide Throw me over the edge and let my spirit glide They told me I was going to have to work for a living But all I want to do is ride I don't care where we're going from here Honey, you decide
Well I spend my time at the bottom of a wishing well And I can hear my dreams singing clear as a bell I used to know where they ended and the world began But now it's getting hard to tell I could be just around the corner from Heaven or a mile from Hell
I'm just rolling away from yesterday Behind a wheel of a stolen Chevrolet I'm going to get a little higher And see if I can hot-wire reality
Now can you see those dark cloud gathering up ahead? They're going to wash this planet clean like the Bible said Now you can hold on steady and try to be ready But everybody's gonna get wet Don't think it won't happen just because it hasn't happened yet
I'm just rolling away from yesterday Behind the wheel of a stolen Chevrolet I'm going to get a little higher And see if I can hot-wire reality
Restless Kid Composer(s): Johnny Cash Performer(s): Ricky Nelson; Waylon Jennings
I came in like a restless wind on a wagon train But I'm gonna go like a July snow Back to where I came from Gonna leave this humdrum it's too slow and tame
None of your business where I've been Don't ask me what I've done Run your ranch and punch your cows And stay behind my gun man
Colorado's right hand will put you on the run I've got a gal in Denver town That's crying over me But I said goodbye and I let her cry
I miss her company but I'll get out of this rut, Rio Bravo's killing me They gotta man locked in a cell That's a freer man than I
He's gonna laugh right in their face When they lead him out to die and He's gonna leave these badlands And ride off in the sky
You're gonna see old Colorado Headed for the door You better believe I'm gonna leave Like the 904 train
Gonna breathe some air again That ain't been breathed before
The Road Composer(s): Terry Kath Performer(s): Chicago
If you'd like to get together Then come right over to me Ooh, We can do anything That you like to do
If you'd like to give your love Then please just feel free Because I may be gone tomorrow And not even know your name
Now please don't misunderstand my loneliness Let's never ever talk of time 'Cause friends may fade away And our hopes will say goodnight And our friendship would be lost It would be such a waste of time So let's just Let's have a good thing girl And let's not worry Let's do everything we want And let's not cry When it's over When I leave Our thing won't die
If you really understand Then come right over to me We can play together for a while And still be free
I've come to see the little girl I loved from year to year I've come to watch each little curl That made your head so dear Let's go out to the orchard where, we roamed in childish glee There's something I would tell you if, you'll climb a tree with me
I've left the noisy city with, its heart-aches and its strife To make you happy sweetheart in The noon time of your life Success was hard to win my dear, at last it came to me I'll tell you all about it if, you'll climb the same old tree
Oh come and climb a tree with me As we climbed long years a-go All the birds sang birdie words And they meant "I love you so" From care let's flee and climb a tree If you slip I'll hold your hand So let's climb a tree, you and me And dream of baby land Ohio
