Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Rose Of No Man's Land Composer(s): Jack Caddigan - James A. Brennan Performer(s): William Thomas and multiple other artists
I've seen some beautiful flowers Grow in life's garden fair I've spent some wonderful hours Lost in their fragrance rare But I have found another Wondrous beyond compare...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land And it's wonderful to see Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows It's the work of the Master's hand 'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse She's the rose of no-man's land
Out in the heavenly splendour Down to the trail of woe God in his mercy has sent her Fearing the World below We call her Rose of Heaven We've longed to love her so...
There's a rose that grows in no-man's land And it's wonderful to see Though its sprayed with tears, it will live for years In my garden of memory
It's the one red rose the soldier knows It's the work of the Master's hand 'Neath the War's great curse stands a Red Cross nurse She's the rose of no-man's land
Ai meu coração sem Natureza Vê se estanca esta tristeza Que ilumina o escuro bar O nosso amor é um escuro bar Suspiro azul das bocas presas O medo em minha mão Que faz tremer a tua mão Traspassa o coração Joga fumaça em meu pulmão Silente esquina do Brasil Nos verdes mares calma lama Um desespero sem canção Guarda o teu olhar de ave presa Na toalha de uma mesa Sem mirar a luz do sol Não há calor na luz do sol O fim da festa é uma certeza Te vejo em minha vida Como um retrato marrom São lembranças perdidas De um passado e tudo bom Brilha um punhal em teu olhar Sinto o veneno do teu beijo Era moderno o meu batom...
Rose Of Allendale (Traditional) Performer(s): Mary Black and multiple other artists
The moon was bright, the night was clear No breeze came over the sea When Mary left her highland home And wandered forth with me The flowers be-decked the mountainside And fragrance filled the vale But by far the sweetest flower there Was the Rose of Allendale
Oh the Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale By far the sweetest flower there Was the Rose of Allendale
Where e'er I wandered east or west Though fate began to lour A solace still was she to me In sorrow's lonely hour When tempests lashed our lonely barque And rent her quivering sail One maiden's form withstood the storm 'Twas the Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale One maiden's form withstood the storm 'Twas the Rose of Allendale
And when my fever'd lips were parched On Afric's burning sands She whispered hopes of happiness And tales of distant lands My life has been a wilderness Unblessed by fortune's wheel Had fate not linked my love to hers The Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale Sweet Rose of Allendale Had fate not linked my love to hers The Rose of Allendale
Close The Door
Composer(s): Ebb; Klein
Performer(s): The Stargazers
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Look out!
Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He was watering the flowers by the window sill
And then he saw them comin' over yonder hill
Why, there must have been a million of every shape and size
And so I yelled to everyone
"You'd better get inside"
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
He ran into the playroom, grabbed a cricket bat
And every time he met one, he gave him this and that
That's how it drove me crazy and had me mystified
The more and more I knocked 'em down, the more they multiplied
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
They got into the kitchen, they got into the sink
They went into the cellar and poured themselves a drink
They got on the piano, ran up and down the keys
And soon I was a-standin' in 'em right up to me knees
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Now that all the fuss is over, I sink into my chair
This house is all a shambles, but really I don't care
I'm going to take it easy, try not to think of them
(Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah)
Here they come again!
Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door
They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
Close the door, close the door
Those (Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere
(Bah-dah)
Retrato Em Branco E Preto Composer(s): Chico Buarque de Hollanda;
Antonio Carlos Jobim Performer(s): Chico Buarque; and various other artists
Já conheço os passos dessa estrada Sei que não vai dar em nada Seus segredos sei de cor Já conheço as pedras do caminho E sei também que ali sozinho Eu vou ficar, tanto pior O que é que eu posso contra o encanto Desse amor que eu nego tanto Evito tanto E que no entanto Volta sempre a enfeitiçar Com seus mesmos tristes velhos fatos Que num álbum de retrato Eu teimo em colecionar
Lá vou eu de novo como um tolo Procurar o desconsolo Que cansei de conhecer Novos dias tristes, noites claras Versos, cartas, minha cara Ainda volto a lhe escrever Pra dizer que isso é pecado Eu trago o peito tão marcado De lembranças do passado E você sabe a razão Vou colecionar mais um soneto Outro retrato em branco e preto A maltratar meu coração
The Roots Of My Raisin' Performer(s): Merle Haggard
I left the four lane highway to flatop seven miles Down by the old country school I went to as a child Two miles down a gravel road I could see the proud old home A tribute to a way of life that's almost come and gone
The roots of my rasin' run deep I've come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink The roots of my rasin' run deep
I pulled into the driveway, Lord, it sure was good to be there and I could see through the open door that Dad was asleep in his favorite chair In his hand was a picture of Mom and I remembered how close they were So I just turned away, I didn't want to wake him and spoil his dreams of her
A christian who had the strength to lie the way she did Then to pull that apron off and do the Charleston for us kids Dad, a quiet man, who's gentle voice was seldom heard Who could borrow money at the bank simply on his word
The roots of my rasin' run deep I've come back for the strength that I need And hope comes no matter how far down I sink The roots of my rasin' run deep The roots of my rasin' run deep
Close The Door Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff Performer(s): Teddy Pendergrass
Close the door Let me give you what you've been waiting for Baby I got so much love to give I wanna give it all to you
Close the door No need to worry no more Let's bring this day to a pleasant end Girl it's me and you now I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms And it's exactly like I thought it would be Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door Let me rub your back where you say it's sore Come on get closer So close to me Let's get lost in each other Come here baby
I've waited all day long just to hold you in my arms And it's exactly like I thought it would be Me loving you and you loving me
Close the door baby And let me know you're mine Plenty good lovin' all through the night And then again and then again When the morning comes
The Roof Is Leaking Composer(s): Phil Collins Performer(s): Phil Collins; The Matthew Show
The roof is leaking and the wind is howling Kids are crying 'cause the sheets are so cold I woke this morning found my hands were frozen I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
It's been months now, since we heard from our Mary I wonder if she ever made the coast She and her young man, they both moved out there But I sure hope they write, just to let us know
And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait 'Cause this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one But Spring will soon be here, Oh God I hope it's not late
Ma and Pa lived here, and theirs before them
Tried their hardest to make it a home Seems so long now since they passed over Hope my children will try to make it their own
The roof is leaking and the wind is howling Kids are crying, 'cause the sheets are so cold I woke this morning found my hands were frozen I've tried to fix the fire, but you know the damn thing's too old
And me, I'm getting stronger by the minute My wife's expecting, but I hope she can wait 'Cause this winter looks like it's gonna be another bad one But Spring will soon be here Oh God I hope it's not late
Close The Door Composer(s): Joe Tex Performer(s): Joe Tex
Baby now I've got to go and leave you But I'll be back Hey hey hey Close your door Now I trust you to be a good baby You know how to act Hey hey hey Close your door
But it's your so-called friends Especially the men That I don't trust at all So keep your friends outdoors Keep both doors closed Because nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door
I don't mind you and your girlfriends Playing some cards Hey hey hey Close your door Just as long as you play cards Out in the yard Hey hey hey Close your door
Now you can even fix lunch And bore the whole bunch And make them feel at home But keep your friends outdoors Keep both doors closed Because nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door
Yeah, the next house ideal Won't have but one latch Hey hey hey Close your door So the way that you go in That's the way you come out Hey hey hey Close your door
Now, it's such a shame We have no window pane And one door is bad enough So, keep that one door closed And keep our friends outdoors `Cause nobody knows who comes and goes When the doors ain't closed Hey hey hey Close your door Alright
Hey hey hey Close your door Hey hey hey Close your door Hey hey hey Close your door ...
Retour Composer(s): J. Heyne; G. Masset Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Tu retournes au pays, camarade Et la paix va renaître pour toi Laisse-là ton fusil, tes grenades On t'espère en te tendant les bras Pense à nous, qui restons à la guerre Les soirs calmes où ton cur aimera Et va dire à mon père, à ma mère Qu'à Noël, peut-être, on reviendra...
Ne leur dit rien du front Ne parle pas du feu Et mens quand il faudra mentir Dis-leur que nous chantions Quand tu as dû partir En buvant tous le verre d'adieu
Tu retournes au pays, camarade Et la paix va renaître pour toi Laisse-là ton fusil, tes grenades On t'espère en te tendant les bras Pense à nous, qui restons à la guerre Les soirs calmes où ton cur aimera Et va dire à mon père, à ma mère Qu'à Noël, peut-être, on reviendra...
The Roof Comes Tumbling Down Performer(s): The Riverboys
Well I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down Yeah I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down 'Cause you see me baby when I get home I take it out on you You wind me up, my hands come up and bang! Your head is too I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down (Oh, Rock!)
Well I love you baby, but you hate me You know that's what you said You wind me up, my hand comes up and bang! Your gonna end up dead I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down I'm a bip-bop daddy, when I get mad The roof comes tumbling down
Close friends Ahh, ahh I hope that you don't tell Close friends Ahh, ahh I think we're doing well
I love you darling More than I can say I need you darling Every minute of the day I'm sorry now For the things I didn't do But must we spend our lives Just being close friends
Ahh, ahh I ask you not to say Ahh, ahh Don't think of us that way
So baby, please come back To me, someday You went away You left me all alone and blue You won't believe this But I'm still in love with you
I'm sorry now For the things I didn't do Or must we spend our lives Just being close friends
Retour Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Pierre Roche Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Les Compagnons de la Chanson; Pierre Roche
Des lacs, des plaines Des montagnes, des bois Mes souvenirs m'entraînent Sous le ciel de chez moi Jeunesse heureuse Qui par les jours d'hiver Sur les pentes neigeuses Va glisser au grand air Tout cela me hante Me ramène un instant sous mon toit Mes rêves chantent Les refrains que l'on chantait chez moi Mon coeur espère Malgré moi je souris Bonjour ma mère Je reviens au pays
Je suis parti de ville en ville Par les sentiers, par les chemins Vers le hasard de mon destin Fragile L'air était plein de souvenirs Je n'ai gardé que souvenirs
Des lacs, des plaines Des montagnes, des bois Mes souvenirs m'entraînent Sous le ciel de chez moi Jeunesse heureuse Qui par les jours d'hiver Sur les pentes neigeuses Va glisser au grand air Tout cela me hante Me ramène un instant sous mon toit Mes rêves chantent Les refrains que l'on chantait chez moi Mon coeur espère Malgré moi je souris Bonjour ma mère Je reviens au pays
Close Every Door Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber; Tim Rice Performer(s): Tim Rice
Close every door to me Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows and shut out the light Do what you want with me Hate me and laugh at me Darken my daytime and torture my night
If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie far from this world
Close every door to me Keep those I love from me Children of Israel are never alone For I know I shall find My own peace of mind For I have been promised a land of my own
Just give me a number Instead of my name Forget all about me and let me decay I do not matter I'm only one person Destroy me completely then throw me away
If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know the answers lie far from this world Close every door to me Keep those I love from me Children of Israel are never alone
For we know we shall find Our own peace of mind For we have been promised a land of our own
Retouches À Un Roman D'Amour De Quatre Sous Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Madame, même à quatre sous Notre vieux roman d'amour sou- ffrirait certes quelque mévente Il fut minable. Permettez Que je farde la vérité La réinvente {2x}
On se rencontra dans un car Nous menant en triomphe au quart Une nuit de rafle à Pigalle Je préfère affirmer, sang bleu! Que l'on nous présenta chez le Prince de Galles {2x}
Oublions l'hôtel mal famé L'hôtel borgne où l'on s'est aimés Taisons-le, j'aurais bonne mine Il me paraît plus transcendant De situer nos ébats dans Une chaumine {2x}
Les anges volèrent bien bas Leurs soupirs ne passèrent pas L'entresol, le rez-de-chaussée Forçons la note et rehaussons Très au-delà du mur du son Leur odyssée {2x}
Ne laissons pas, quelle pitié! Notre lune de miel quartier De la zone Je préconise Qu'on l'ait vécue en Italie Sous le beau ciel de Napoli Ou de Venise {2x}
Un jour votre cur se lassa Et vous partîtes - passons ça Sous silence - en claquant la porte Marguerite, soyons décents Racontons plutôt qu'en toussant Vous êtes morte {2x}
Deux années après, montre en main Je me consolais, c'est humain Avec une de vos semblables Je joue, ça fait un effet buf Le veuf toujours en deuil, le veuf Inconsolable {2x}
C'est la revanche du vaincu C'est la revanche du cocu D'agir ainsi dès qu'il évoque Son histoire: autant qu'il le peut Iltâche de la rendre un peu Moins équivoque {2x}
The Rodeo Song Composer(s): Gaye DeLorme Performer(s): Garry Lee & Showdown; Bird & MacDonald; Trailor Trash
Well it's forty below and I don't give a fuck Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well it's forty below and I ain't got a truck And I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm off to the rodeo It's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves
Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know
Close Enough For Love Composer(s): Jack Bruce Performer(s): Jack Bruce
Close enough Close enough for love Will the pieces flow together Close enough Fitted like a glove People can be friends and lovers Spending the time Feelin' that I'm Living outside love Without love Nothing can grow
Close enough Close enough for love Play the changes through together Feel it love Growing my heart Watch the fire start To burn love
Spending the time Feelin' that I'm Living without love Without love Nothing tastes right Without love Without love
Close enough Close enough for love When push comes to shove you find love Close enough Close enough for love People can be friends and lovers
