Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Pour Être À Toi ((Adapted from: Down Home Girl (Alvin Robinson) - 1964)) Composer(s): Artie Butler - Jerry Leiber - Claude Righi Performer(s): Ronnie Bird - 1965
Lascenseur ne fonctionne pas Et je dois monter à pieds Vingt étages Oh! Oui, croyez-moi De quoi être essoufflé!
Oui cest haut, mais moi je laime Et je dois la voir Jai trop peur quelle ait de la peine Si je ne monte pas ce soir
Oh! Oh! Cest haut... Pour être à toi!
Péniblement me voilà arrivé Et je nen peux plus! Je mérite les doux baisers De mon ingénue
Jai beau sonner mais ça ne répond pas... Frapper des deux mains... Cest bien le comble si elle nest pas là Jai fait tant defforts pour rien!
Oh! Oh! Cest haut... Pour être à toi!
Mais ouvre-moi! Cest moi! Ça alors, cest trop fort! Elle nest pas là!
Crack In The Mirror Composer(s): Betty Elders Performer(s): Joan Baez; Betty Elders
You say you don't remember This thing she can't forget You say that it's been too damn long Time to bury the hatchet And if it made a difference Well you would say you're sorry It really makes you wonder why You should even bother
There's a mirror in the house at the edge of town There's a crack in the mirror All fall down
She was just a baby Seems so long ago Left a little crazy Seems so long ago No one in that big old house Heard the baby cry Hide your guilt in ignorance Hide your guilt in ignorance Hide your guilt in ignorance No one has to lie
There's a mirror in the house at the edge of town There's a crack in the mirror All fall down
For ten long years he watched her grow For ten long years he watched her And nobody would ever know The places that he touched her No one in her daddy's house Heard her make a sound Now there's blood on everybody's hands Blood on everybody's hands Blood on everybody's hands Gonna come around again
There's a mirror in the house at the edge of town There's a crack in the mirror All fall down
Now you say you don't remember This thing she can't forget You say that life must go on Time to bury the hatchet And if she was so damned afraid You're sure you would remember Children will exaggerate Children will exaggerate Children will exaggerate Children will exaggerate
There's a mirror in the house at the edge of town (No one will find me) There's a crack in the mirror (No one will find me) All fall down (Now) No one will find me No one will find me
J'Ai Un Petit Faible Pour Toi Composer(s): Alain Delorme; C. Riniéri; S. Ghisolan; Jean Van Loo Performer(s): Alain Delorme
J'ai un petit faible pour toi Je crois que je t'aime et tu ne le sais pas Mais comment te le dire? Comment faire pour te prévenir, te séduire? Sais-tu que j'ai un petit faible pour toi? Mais je ne sais pas trouver les mots qu'il faut Ne va pas me maudire si j'essaie de te retenir
Je te vois dans les bras de celui qui, chaque jour Vient vers toi, souriant, insouciant, te dire bonjour Et qui ne rougit pas pour te parler d'amour
Sais-tu que j'ai un petit faible pour toi? Je crois que je t'aime et tu ne le sais pas Mais comment te le dire? Comment faire pour te prévenir, te séduire? Sais-tu que j'ai un petit faible pour toi? Mais je ne sais pas trouver les mots qu'il faut Ne va pas me maudire si j'essaie de te retenir
Tu es là près de moi, mais je n'ai plus le moral Quelque chose à ton doigt brusquement me fait très mal Je n'avais pas compris que ton cur était pris
Et pourtant j'ai un petit faible pour toi Je crois que je t'aime et tu ne le sais pas Mais comment te le dire? Comment faire pour te prévenir, te séduire? Sais-tu que j'ai un petit faible pour toi? Mais je ne sais pas trouver les mots qu'il faut Ne va pas me maudire si j'essaie de te retenir
J'ai un petit faible pour toi? Je crois que je t'aime et tu ne le sais pas Mais comment te le dire? Comment faire pour te prévenir, te séduire? Sais-tu que j'ai un petit faible pour toi? Mais je ne sais pas trouver les mots qu'il faut Ne va pas me maudire si j'essaie de te retenir
This Is My Lovely Day Composer(s): Vivian Ellis - A.P. Herbert Performer(s): Vince Hill and multiple other artists
I'll remember, I'll remember When the time has come for happiness to pay Sad and sighing, old and dying I'll remember how we loved our lovely day
This is my lovely day This is the day I shall remember the day I'm dying They can't take this away It will be always mine, the sun and the wine The sea birds crying All happiness must pay And who can tell if fate means well Or the sky is lying But look at me and say You will remember too that this is our lovely day
I'll remember, I'll remember When the time has come for happiness to pay Sad and sighing, old and dying I'll remember how we loved our lovely day
Crac Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Se escucha un crac solo, en medio de la noche después otro crac y otro corazón que se rompe Quién esta ahí? Quién anda ahí? Quién ahoga el sentimiento? Se prende un cartel que dice: "No va más" Se apaga y todo vuelve a empezar... Vuelvo a escuchar, Crac!!! Otro sueño que se fuga de la verdad justa y emancipada de los pueblos
Que puedo hacer yo sin tu amor? puedo montarme a una ilusión con la seguridad que nunca habrá nada mejor nena sin tu amor...
Se escucha un crac, ahí viene el Rey de los desposeídos espíritu audaz saluda y se arroja al vacío para nadar en la abundancia hay que arrastrarse en el fango
Que puedo hacer yo sin tu amor? puedo montarme a una ilusión con la seguridad que nunca habrá nada mejor nena sin tu amor...
Divagar sin ton ni son en plena libertad que puedo hacer yo sin tu amor... nena sin tu amor...
Se escucha un crac solo, en medio de la noche después otro crac y otro corazón que se rompe...
This Is My Country Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield First release by: The Impressions - 1968
(do-do-do) Some people think we don't have the right To say it's my country Before they give in, they'd rather fuss and fight Than say it's my country I've paid three hundred years or more Of slave driving, sweat, and welts on my back This is my country
(do-do-do) Too many have died in protecting my pride For me to go second class We've survived a hard blow and I want you to know That you must face us at last And I know you will give consideration Shall we perish unjust or live equal as a nation This is my country
(do-do-do) And I know you will give consideration Shall we perish unjust or live equal as a nation This is my country (do-do-do)
Well they moved on down And they crawled around Walkin' sideways Sideway-walkin' give me the blues And you start to scratch When they start to hatch Walkin' sideways Sideway-walkin' give me the blues Oh but when start to bite Then it's time you saw the light for an appoinment (I know) Before you start to scream Listen you apply the cream Blues-ointment (rub it in)
Well the doctor said We got to make them dead Walkin' sideways Sideway-walkin' give me the blues And when you start to scream That's when you apply the cream Blues-ointment Yeah and when it starts to itch You go out and you take a bitch for an appoinment Well you rub it on And you rub it in Stops 'em walkin' Sideway walkin' gives them the blues Sideway walkin' Sideway walkin' They got the blues Give 'em the blues They got the blues Give 'em the blues
This Is My Body Composer(s): Dana - Fr. Frank Pavone Performer(s): Dana, Gretchen Harris, Mark Girardin
Dana: This is my body An empty shell without you now I see you in the face of ev'ry child This is my body But you are always in my heart Always in my mind If I could choose again There'd be no choice for me but you I'd do what I must do I'd even give my life for you
This is my body You cannot tell me what to do It's not up to you, I will decide This is my body And I alone will choose If this life within me lives or dies This is my body I'll do what I must do This is my life I will not sacrifice my life for you
Gretchen: This is my body Given up for you That you might live eternally This is my body Let thy will be done, not mine Groping at the breast, crushed as the wine This is my body I do what I must do I give my life A sacrifice of love for you
Both: This is my body
Gretchen: Given up for you
Dana: I have the right to I have so much to lose Don't tell me what to do
Both: This is my body
Gretchen: Let thy will be done, not mine
Dana: If I could choose again There'd be no choice for me but you I don't know you
Both: I'll never hold you
Dana: You're always there Awake or in my dreams
Gretchen: I give my life
Dana: This is my life I cannot sacrifice my life
Gretchen: I would do anything
Both: For you
Dana: I can see no other way The choice is me or you
Gretchen: Father, forgive them They know not what they do
Dana: How can I forgive myself For what I've done to you
Mark: My wounds have set you free Do this in remembrance of me This is my body Given up for you That you might live eternally This is my body Let thy will be done, not mine Groping at the breast, crushed as the wine
Crabs Walk Sideways Composer(s): Barry Resnick Performer(s): The Smothers Brothers
Herman met Sally on the beach one night The sea was calm and the starfish were bright She looked at him and he looked at her it was true love at first sight
Well, Herman told his folks about the girl that he found They said "Herman there must be other girls around 'Cause crabs walk sideways, lobsters walk straight and We won't let you take her for your mate"
Crabs walk sideways and lobsters walk straight And you can't take a crab for your mate
Well, Herman told his Sally and it broke her heart She loved that lobster right from the start He took her in his claws and said "I'll always be yours But still, dear, we'll have to part"
Crabs walk sideways and lobsters walk straight And you can't take a crab for your mate
She said, "Let me talk to your mom and dad I'll show them crabs really aren't that bad" But they turned her away "What will the neighbors say" And they laughted at the funny walk she had
Crabs walk sideways and lobsters walk straight And you can't take a crab for your mate
Then one day on the sandbar what did Herman see But his little ol' Sally walking straight as can be He said, "Sweetheart now they'll take you in the family!" She said, "Don't you sweetheart me! Hic!"
Crabs walk sideways and lobsters walk straight And you can't take a crab for your mate
J'Ai Tout Mon Temps Composer(s): J. Hammer; Claude Moine; O. Blackwell Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Je voudrais tant que tu prennes peur Et qu'il t'arrive un grand malheur Je serais là Tout près de toi Et tu tomberais dans mes bras Non non jamais tu ne m'as regardé Tu as toujours voulu m'éviter Je suis patient J'ai tout mon temps J'y penserai en t'embrassant Je veux t'aimer Ce sera bon Te le prouver En t'emmenant dans ma maison Je rêve Quand même Je voudrais bien avoir raison Jamais je n'oserai te parler Comment faire pour te décider Je suis patient J'ai tout mon temps J'y penserai en t'embrassant Je veux t'aimer Ce sera bon Te le prouver En t'emmenant dans ma maison Je t'aime Quand même Je vais en perdre la raison Mais comment fair' pour m'évader Dans ma prison je suis enchaîné Je suis patient J'ai tout mon temps J'y penserai en t'embrassant
This Is Living
Composer(s): Ben Weisman - Fred Wise
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley with The Jordanaires - 1961/1962
This is living, full of fun and free This is living, that's the life for me
It's good to laugh and sing, don't worry about a thing Wear a happy smile, cut loose and run a mile If you relax and just enjoy it all, life has got to be a ball
This is living, full of fun and free This is living, that's the life for me
It wouldn't mean a thing If I could be a king I really wouldn't care To be a millionaire I'd rather find someone to love a lot Live and give it all I've got
This is living, full of fun and free This is living, that's the life for me
Don't wanna settle down I gotta move around I gotta lot of time I'm gonna wait and find The kinda girl who's heart is restless too The kind who feels the way I do
This is living, full of fun and free This is living, that's the life for me
Cosy Inn (aka Cozy Inn) Composer(s): Harlan Howard Performer(s): Slim Dusty; Hank Thompson
There's a place I know where the lovers all go almost ev'ry night It's the place to go, for the lights are low and the beat is right Now when you're feelin' down, don't be mopin' around, come along my friend Yes, everything's rosy, down at the Cosy Inn
Now, there's Big Mama Lou singin' just for you in her sultry style There's old Skinhaired Pete with the uptown beat and a winnin' smile There's a cat named Jones on the saxophone and old Guitar Slim Yes, everything's rosy, down at the Cosy Inn
Now when the bouncer checks and stretches his neck but there's a nothin' wrong And you see big smiles on the juveniles when he's fin'ly gone There's old Freeloadin' Sam and that glass in his hand its a part of him Yes, everything's rosy, down at the Cosy Inn
Now, there's Big Mama Lou singin' just for you in her sultry style There's old Skinhaired Pete with an uptown beat and a winnin' smile Now a cat named Jones on the saxophone and old Guitar Slim Yes, everything's rosy, down at the Cosy Inn Yes, everything's rosy, down at the Cosy Inn
J'Ai Tout Lu, Tout Vu, Tout Bu Composer(s): J. Lanzmann; Jacques Dutronc Performer(s): Jacques Dutronc
De France-Dimanche à Diderot L'humanité devient pipeau Lénine et le Satyricon Construisez la vie Napoléon Ici-Paris le plan du métro Puis les pensées de Mao Le voisin et le dictionnaire De l'ajax et puis du Sancerre
J'ai tout lu, tout vu, tout bu J'ai tout su, tout vu, tout lu J'ai tout vu, tout su, tout lu
T'as ton Karl Marx les frères Goncourt Et frappe la cassette de Saint-Flour Le potin et les gros pipis Un p'tit coup de beaujo s'inscrit Les p'tits gestes et les élections Les constellations les magots Des trucs savants des trucs cochons C'est pour ça que je suis un con
J'ai tout lu, tout su, tout bu J'ai tout su, tout lu, tout bu Je sais tout sur tout et tout J'ai tout lu, tout su, tout bu J'ai tout lu, tout su, tout bu
This Is It Composer(s): Les Van Dyke Performer(s): Adam Faith
This is it I could feel the way my heart is beating faster This is it
This is it It's for real, a little part of ever after This is it
Tickety-tick-a-tock, a-tickety-tick-a-tock, a-goes my heart Tickety-tick-a-tock, a-tickety-tick-a-tock Sing your song all day long Always right, never wrong
Oh this is it I can tell the way my head is spinning 'round That this is it
This is it Ring the bell, I'm gonna fight the final round 'Cause this is it
Tickety-tick-a-tock, a-tickety-tick-a-tock, a-goes my heart Tickety-tick-a-tock, a-tickety-tick-a-tock Sing your song all day long Always right, never wrong
Oh, this is it Come to me and let our hearts speak loud together This is it
This is it Can't you see our hearts will sing it out forever This is it
J'ai tout laissé J'ai tout donné Tout partager l'amour La haine pas la fierté Je tiens toujours mes chiens en laisse J'ai plus de nom, j'ai plus d'ami j'suis sans adresse
Jamais, jamais, je ne trahis mes sens Et si je brille quelques fois par mes absences Chacun de nous a les maux qu'il a choisis Au jour le jour je vis ma vie J'en paye le prix
Destinée c'est l'envers du décors Un monde à part où sont exclus les remords Et si je dérange, si je refuse de me taire Un feu me brûle, on parlera d'enfer
Seul, oui, je fais face Je suis à ma place Rien d'anormal, le bien le mal Je le dépense, tout en lésant Je prends, je jette Rien ne m'arrête Oh non!
Rock 'n roll!
Je suis issu des murs d'en face En cage de peintures et de crasse La violence des idées qui informe Face aux préjugés qui déforment
Après cela le mal de vivre Quand nos promesses trouvent une raison, Et puis pour moi en prison, La rage des sans espoir me rend ivre
La misère au quotidien L'avenir sans devenir N'être que des chiens Toujours prêts à bondir Qui aboient pour s'en sortir
Sortir d'ici pour jamais faiblir Ne jamais fléchir... hé Pour ne pas mourir, non
Here comes coyote sniffing down the trail
dodging pools of moonlight cool and pail
blue darkness and yellow light
raging after all thats in the spiny desert night
Coyote Blue, coming after you
Coyote Blue, coming after you
Used to have a jacket, used to have a tie
Must have left them somewhere in the course of passing by
hey thats me down there with my tail stuck out behind
if I don't catch you soon I'm gonna go out of my mind
Coyote Blue, coming after you
Coyote Blue, coming after you
There's all these points of contact to explore
there's a hunger in the bones that's calling more
there's life leaping forward with a roar
there's alot of tricks been played a billion times before
But this trick is what is happening got to play it as it lays
got to keep your wits about you, its an ever shifting maze
hear the scratch of paws on gravel, hear the panting in the grass
hear the happy goofball howl and come on meet me at the pass
Coyote Blue, coming after you
