Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There Lived A King Composer(s): Arthur Sullivan - William Schwenck Gilbert Performer(s): Owen Brannigan
Don Alhambra: There lived a King, as I've been told In the wonder-working days of old When hearts were twice as good as gold And twenty times as mellow Good-temper triumphed in his face And in his heart he found a place For all the erring human race And every wretched fellow When he had Rhenish wine to drink It made him very sad to think That some, at junket or at jink Must be content with toddy
Marcos And Giuseppe: With toddy, must be content with toddy
Don Alhambra: He wished all men as rich as he (And he was rich as rich could be) So to the top of every tree Promoted everybody
Marcos And Giuseppe: Now, that's the kind of King for me He wished all men as rich as he So to the top of every tree Promoted everybody!
Don Alhambra: Lord Chancellors were cheap as sprats And Bishops in their shovel hats Were plentiful as tabby cats In point of fact, too many Ambassadors cropped up like hay Prime Ministers and such as they Grew like asparagus in May And Dukes were three a penny On every side Field-Marshals gleamed Small beer were Lords-Lieutenant deemed With Admirals the ocean teemed All round his wide dominions
Marcos And Giuseppe: All round his wide dominions
Don Alhambra: And Party Leaders you might meet In twos and threes in every street Maintaining, with no little heat Their various opinions
Marcos And Giuseppe: Now that's a sight you couldn't beat Two Party Leaders in each street Maintaining, with no little heat Their various opinions
Don Alhambra: That King, although no one denies His heart was of abnormal size Yet he'd have acted otherwise If he had been acuter The end is easily foretold When every blessed thing you hold Is made of silver, or of gold You long for simple pewter When you have nothing else to wear But cloth of gold and satins rare For cloth of gold you cease to care Up goes the price of shoddy
Marcos And Giuseppe: Up goes the price of shoddy
Don Alhambra: In short, whoever you may be To this conclusion you'll agree When every one is somebodee Then no one's anybody!
Marcos And Giuseppe: Now that's as plain as plain can be To this conclusion we agree
All: When every one is somebodee Then no one's anybody!
Contarás Conmigo Composer(s): Pablo Beltrán Ruiz Performer(s): Javier Solís
Quiero que vivas feliz bien sabes que yo jamás te maldigo sólo te vengo a decir que estés como estés contarás conmigo
Nada en la vida es igual se puede cambiar la dicha en castigo si algo te llega a pasar no tengas temor estaré contigo
Inseparables cruzaremos por la vida inseparables como el llanto y el dolor Somos los mismos de ayer ni yo te perdí ni tú me has perdido Nunca te olvides mi bien que estés donde estés contarás conmigo
Inseparables cruzaremos por la vida inseparables como el llanto y el dolor
Nunca te olvides mi bien que estés donde estés contarás conmigo
Saturday night and I'm sitting in a tub Got to see my baby Rub a dub dub Need hot water running out
got to see my baby scrub a scrub scrub Wait till late to see my baby
tonight's the night that I'm going to ask her
got to smell sweet just like a rose
Sitting in my tub Rub a dub dub Sitting in my tub scrub a scrub scrub Saturday night and I'm having a rub
Got to see ma baby Rub a dub dub Need more soap I'm running out
got to see my baby scrub a scrub scrub I wonder what will be the answer This is the first time I'm going to ask her
Sitting here I won't know the answer
sitting in my tub rub a dub dub
Sitting in my tub rub a dub dub sitting in my tub scrub a scrub scrub Saturday night and I'm sitting in my tub Got to see my baby Rub a dub dub Need hot water I'm running out
sitting in my tub scrub a scrub scrub I wait till late to see my baby
tonight's the night that - that I'm going to ask her
Got to smell sweet just like a rose
sitting in my tub scrub a scrub scrub Come into my tub
There Is Something On Your Mind Composer(s): Big Jay McNeely First release by: Big Jay McNeely - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
By the way you look at me I truly do believe Something is worrying Your troubled mind
There is something on your mind By the way you look at me There is something on your mind, baby By the way you look at me Whoa, yeah
Can what you're thinking Bring our happiness
Or will it bring misery
No, no, no, no, no, no Please don't try to tell me I think I understand
No, no, don't try To tell me, pretty baby I tell you, I think I understand, whoa, yeah
You want me to try and forget you Well, I'll do the best I can
You know it's so hard To be in love with someone It's so hard to be in love with Someone that don't love you
And it carries a Heavy burden on your heart To know that the someone they love Is your very best friend
I tell you, when somebody else Is rocking your cradle Better than you can Rock your cradle yourself There's only one thing left In this world for you to do
Pack your clothes, turn around Walk slowly out the door Look over your left shoulder Hang your head and say
If you ever think about me If I ever cross your mind Girl, girl If you ever think about me Pretty baby If I ever cross your mind
Whoa, yeah, well, you know You know I'm yours I know, I know your mine
After you can't stand it no more You go on downtown to the pawn shop And get yourself a pistol
And then you make it Back up on the scene Where your loved one and your Best friend are now together
You go right in and bust Down the door and shoot him You can't shoot her Because you know if you shoot her All of your love and your long Lifetime will be gone forever
And just as you make it up In your mind to forgive her Here come another one of Your best friends through the door
This really makes you blow your top And you go right ahead and go in person To your heart and shoot her
And realizing what you've done You say, baby, please forgive me I'm sorry
And with her last dying breath She looks up at you and say Do do do do, whoa, oh...
Contagious Composer(s): Reggie Calloway; Melvin Gentry; Bobby Lovelace; Boaz Watson Performer(s): The Whispers
Contagious Spreadin' like a fire, baby Contagious I'm 'bout to lose control
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious I just can't let you go
When I see you Every time we meet I my knees I get weak I always lose control Cause you're so fine, baby, you're so cold
Give me fever Temperature's rising, girl, what am I supposed to do Can't go to a doctor, baby Cause there is only one cure and it's you
Your love's contagious Spreadin' like a fire, baby Contagious I'm 'bout to lose control
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious I just can't let you go
You're my prescription I need your lovin' every hour, 24 times a day Don't give me such a hard time, baby I'm so in love, I just can't stay away
Every time we touch I feel somethin' new Hooked on your love and I don't know what to do Love has the power, you've got the upper hand I'll give you what you want and your wish is my command
Contagious Spreadin' like a fire, baby Contagious I'm 'bout to lose control
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious I just can't let you go
Every time we touch I feel somethin' new Hooked on your love and I don't know what to do Love has the power, you've got the upper hand I'll give you what you want and your wish is my command
Contagious Spreadin' like a fire, baby Contagious I'm 'bout to lose control
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious I just can't let you go
Contagious You've really got a hold on me Contagious Don't you ever let go
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious Don't you ever let go
Contagious Spreadin' like a fire, baby Contagious I'm 'bout to lose control
Contagious Cause you're my sweet desire, baby Contagious I just can't let you go
Contagious You've really got a hold on me Contagious Don't you ever let go
Amou daquela vez como se fosse a última Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a última E cada filho seu como se fosse o único E atravessou a rua com seu passo tímido Subiu a construção como se fosse máquina Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes sólidas Tijolo com tijolo num desenho mágico Seus olhos embotados de cimento e lágrima Sentou pra descansar como se fosse sábado Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse um príncipe Bebeu e soluçou como se fosse um náufrago Dançou e gargalhou como se ouvisse música E tropeçou no céu como se fosse um bêbado E flutuou no ar como se fosse um pássaro E se acbou no chão feito um pacote flácido Agonizou no meio do passeio público Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o tráfego
Amou daquela vez como se fosse o último Beijou sua mulher como se fosse a única E cada filho seu como se fosse o pródigo E atravessou a rua com seu passo bêbado Subiu a construção como se fosse sólido Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes mágicas Tijolo com tijolo num desenho lógico Seus olhos embotados de cimento e tráfego Sentou pra descansar como se fosse um príncipe Comeu feijão com arroz como se fosse máquina Dançou e gargalhou como se fosse o próximo E tropeçou no céu como se ouvisse música E flutuou no ar como se fosse sábado E se acabou no chão feito um pacote tímido Agonizou no meio do passeio náufrago Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o público
Amou daquela vez como se fosse máquina Beijou sua mulher como se fosse lógico Ergueu no patamar quatro paredes flácidas Sentou pra descansar como se fosse um pássaro E flutuou no ar como se fosse um príncipe E se acabou no chão feito um pacote bêbado Morreu na contramão atrapalhando o sábado
Roy's Bluz Composer(s): Roy Buchanan Performer(s): Roy Buchanan; Jimmy Thackery
Goin' down to the graveyard Gotta see my baby gotta see my baby just one more time Goin' down to the graveyard Gotta see my baby gotta see my baby gotta see my baby just one more time
You know she done sold her soul to the devil And I'm just about just about to lose my mind
The train is always going Always leaves at 3.09 The train is always going Always leaves at 3.09
Well I'm gonna tell a whole lot of people It's always left Buchanan behind
You ought to be ashamed How could you treat me so bad You ought to be ashamed How could you treat me so damn bad You been talking 'bout poor old me And I thought you were the only thing I ever had
There Is Always One More Time Composer(s): Doc Pomus Performer(s): B.B. King; Harry Connick Jr.; Johnny Adams
If your whole life somehow Wasn't much 'til now And you've almost lost Your will to live No matter what you've been through Long as there's breath in you There is always one more time
And if your dreams go bad Every one that you've had That don't mean that some dreams Can't come true 'Cause it's funny about dreams As strange as it seems There is always one more time
Oh turnin' corners Is only a state of mind Keeping your eyes closed Is worse than being blind
If there's a heart out there Looking for someone to share I don't care if it's been Turned down time and time again And if we meet one day Please don't walk away 'Cause there is always one more time There is always one more time
Constitucion De Noche Composer(s): Adrián Abonizio Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
La noche en Constitución tiene un aire particular la lleva la brisa del rio la trae los autos al clarear Nunca andes solo por ahi que te roban el corazón las brujas del trafico pintarrajeadas con algo tan oscuro Y hay quien ve la luna como por primera vez enganchada en un cartel que dice: "No habra mas penas" Enganchada en un cartel que dice: "No habra mas penas" La botella calma su bolor de Santiago bajo y bajo lustro tan tiempo que si pagaran por metro el tendria un continente de cuero Como la capa de un torero roja y roja es Constitución la viven gastandio las balas del diablo la sangre del alcohol Y hay quien ve la luna ... Enganchada en un cartel que dice: "Siganme"
Royal Garden Blues Composer(s): Clarence Williams; Spencer Williams Performer(s): Louis Armstrong
A Section: No use of talkin' no use of talkin' You'll start in dog-walkin' no matter where There's jazz-copation blues modulation Just like a Haitian you'll rip and tear Most everybody likes the blues
Here's why I'm ravin', here's why I'm ravin' If it's blues you are cravin' just come on down You'll hear 'em playin', you'll hear 'em playin' Soon you'll be sayin', "Hon jazz me 'round" Because your feet they can't refuse
B Section: What's that familiar strain that true blue note refrain It's drivin' me insane Can't keep still Tho it's against my will I'm on my P's and Q's I just can't refuse
There goes that melody, it sounds so good to me And I am up a tree It's a shame, you don't know the name It's a brand new blues The Royal Garden Blues
Interlude: Everybody Grab somebody And start jazzing 'round
C Section: Hon don't you hear that trombone moan? Just listen to that saxophone Gee, hear that clarinet and flute Cornet jazzin' with a mute Makes me just throw myself away When I hear 'em play
That weepin' melancholy strain Say, but it's soothing to the brain Just wanna get right up and dance Don't care I'll take most any chance No other blues I'd care to choose But Royal Garden Blues
There is a tavern in the town, in the town And there my true love sits him down, sits him down And drinks his wine as merry as can be And never, never thinks of me
Fare thee well, for I must leave thee Do not let this parting grieve thee And remember that the best of friends Must part, must part
Adieu, adieu kind friends, yes, adieu I can no longer stay with you, stay with you I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee
He left me for a damsel dark, damsel dark Each Friday night they used to spark Used to spark And now my love who once was true to me Takes this dark damsel on his knee
And now I see him nevermore, nevermore He never knocks upon my door, on my door Oh, woe is me; he pinned a little note And these were all the words he wrote
Oh, dig my grave both wide and deep, wide and deep Put tombstones at my head and feet, head and feet And on my breast you may carve a turtle dove To signify I died of love
Constantly Composer(s): Michael Julien; Saverio Seracini Performer(s): Cliff Richard
All day I'm walking in a dream I think about you constantly Just like an ever flowing stream Your memory haunts me constantly
Shadows fall and I try to drive you from my mind So you're no longer near to me But my heart sees you there with me Every sunset you share with me
The rain that patters through the trees reminds me of you constantly Your name is whispered by the breeze and love birds bring your song to me
Just as sure as the stars keep burning in the sky your love will stay a flame in me A flame that burns so bright not only through the night but constantly
Just as sure as each star keeps burning in the sky your love will stay a flame in me A flame that burns so bright not only through the night but constantly
Though we may be far apart You're constantly deep in my heart
Roxanne Composer(s): Sting Performer(s): The Police
Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne You don't have to wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for money You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right
Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne
I loved you since I knew you I wouldn't talk down to you I have you to tell just how I feel I won't share you with another boy
I know my mind is made up So put away your make up Told you once I won't tell you again It's a bad way
Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light)
There is a new moon over my shoulder And an old love still in my heart
I remember now that I am older What you told me the day we had to part You promised with the new moon you would be coming back to me Many moons have passed, still I am waiting patiently
There is a new moon over my shoulder And an old love still in my heart There is a new moon over my shoulder And an old love still in my heart
Now I am wishing I had been bolder, then perhaps we would'nt be so far apart You promised you will write to me, but so forth not a line Still I am waiting pariently that someday you will be mine
There is a new moon over my shoulder And an old love still in my heart
Conscience Where Were You (When I Needed You Last Night)
Conscience Where Were You (When I Needed You Last Night) Composer(s): Warren Robb - Sanger D. Shafer Performer(s): Moe Bandy
You came to me this mornin', several hours late I looked for you last night, she would not wait You tell me I've been cheatin', your voice cuts like a knife But conscience, where were you when I needed you last night
Her lips held on like honey, her eyes were secret blue While you were gone my arms were so untrue I started once to leave her, but her skin was all night white Conscience, where were you when I needed you last night
Conscience, where were you when passion started pushing Where were you when she came on just right You know I love my woman, I'd never make her cry Conscience, where were you when I needed you last night
I started once to leave her, but her skin was all night white Conscience, where were you when I needed you last night Conscience, where were you when I needed you last night
Row, Row, Row Your Boat (aka The Old Log Hut) Composer(s): R. Sinclair - Eliphalet Oram Lyte
Down by the river, the old log hut stands Where Mamma and Daddy once dwelt And the old oak latch that was worn by the hands And the church where in prayer they knelt
Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream For all that is past is over, you know And the future is but a dream
Time and its rapid remorseless plan Has furrowed our brows with care And the icy touch of its withered hand Has slivered our locks of hair
Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream For all that is past is over, you know And the future is but a dream
Our children have grown and have children of their own I hear their voices echo still And the old rocking horse sits quiet on the porch As we listen to the wishful whippoorwill
Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream For all that is past is over, you know And the future is but a dream
Tall grass is growing over the master's grave But the river keeps rolling on And the birds and the bees from the blossoms and the trees Keep singing this same old song
Row, row, row your boat Gently down the stream For all that is past is over, you know And the future is but a dream
For all that is past is over, you know And the future is but a dream
There Is A Mountain Composer(s): Donovan First release by: Donovan - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Look upon my garden, it's a snail, that's what it is Look upon my garden, it's a snail, that's what it is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
Catepillar sheds his skin, to find a butterfly within Catepillar sheds his skin, to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain Oh Juanita, Oh Juanita, Oh Juanita, I call your name
Oh the snow will be a blinding sight to see as it lies on yonder hillside
Look upon my garden, it's a snail, that's what it is Look upon my garden, it's a snail, that's what it is
Catepillar sheds his skin, to find a butterfly within Catepillar sheds his skin, to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
Conscience Point Composer(s): Billy Squier Performer(s): Billy Squier
Freedom rider...though youve tried Words are not enough for you now... Its hard on your pride I cant find you...though I know you You are just a step out of line... Come closer to me
When the lines are drawn And no one comes to break us down And the walls that stood between us Tumble to the ground Its time to find someone to run to
Ive got a place in mind Its known as conscience point Its where the clouds roll by They say that nothin really matters Im goin out to find Why people come this way And put the past behind You know there really is a reason
Changing faces...trading places Nothing lasts anymore...its hard when you try Star-crossed lovers run for cover I dont know if its right...but I know how I feel
When youre tired of all those things You never said before And although youve tried you never opened that door Its time to find someone to run to
Well run the roads tonite Well meet at conscience point I look into your eyes You say that nothin really matters If I could change your mind If you would look my way And leave it all behind Youd know you really mean so much to me
When youve tired of all those things Youve never done before And you never took the time To fall in love before Youve got to find someone to...yea
Well run the roads tonite Well meet at conscience point Ill look into your eyes And know that somethin really matters cause we can change our minds And we can find our way And leave it all behind cause you really mean that much to me
Conscience point...take a walk with me And put it all behind Well make some history
