Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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When I first saw New York city I was green down to the core You could see my red neck glowing For a mile or maybe more
Between the hustlers and the hookers I must have made their day 'Cause they peeled me like an apple, Lawd And sent me on my way
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged It ain't no place to be So I came to one conclusion New York ain't for me
From sea to shining sea And coast to coast Somewhere in the middle Is the land I love the most I ain't California pretty I can't survive the Great White Way I'm too dumb for New York city And too ugly for L.A.
I made my way to Tinseltown To Hollywood and Vine Out among those pretty faces I'd surely find a place for mine
The way I walk, the way I talk They'll hang on every word But don't call me, I'll call you Was all I ever heard
In L.A. what they're thinking Ain't what they talk about At least in New York city There's never any doubt
From sea to shining sea And coast to coast Somewhere in the middle Is the land I love the most I ain't California pretty I can't survive the Great White Way I'm too dumb for New York city And too ugly for L.A.
I'm too dumb for New York city And too ugly for L.A.
I Hope You'll Stay Performer(s): Gilbert O'Sullivan
I hope you'll stay and have a cup of tea Oh I hope you'll play my monopoly And I hope you'll do what the others do You say you'd love me to Make that cup of tea like I said I would Make that cup of tea like I know I should And not to think what the others think So that when you say you like me I'll be so overjoyed I'll take the unemployed I'll give them all a job They sure could use one, my God! Isn't it funny, no A million out of work is really so good for nothing When you think that there should be jobs by the dozen But as often is the case Nothing ever seems to take place And not to think what the others think So that when I say I like you You'll say you like me too You'll say you like me tooaa That's all
Juanita Composer(s): Gram Parsons; Chris Hillman Performer(s): The Flying Burrito Brothers
No affection were the words That stuck on my mind When she walked out on me For the very last time Oh, mama, sweet mama Can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done To be treated this way
In a cold dirty room That's where I found myself With a bottle of wine And some pills on the shelf Oh, mama, sweet mama Can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done And I'm feeling so ashamed
Then an angel appeared She was just seventeen In a dirty old gown With a conscience so clean Oh, mama, sweet mama Can you tell me what to say She's brought back the life That I once threw away She's brought back the life That I once threw away
Too Drunk To Fish Composer(s): C.W. Kalb Jr. - Glenn Fortner Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Recitation Now me and Harold this buddy of mine decided that we'd go fishin' one time So we drove to the lake with my brand new bass boat I brought the fishin' poles the pork and beans The saltine crackers and the canned sardines, and Harold brought all the booze one man could tote While I loaded the boat and filled the tank and tried to get that motor to crank Harold just sat there sippin' on a longneck beer While I was steerin' the boat and tyin' the plugs he was drinkin' moonshine straight from the jug and he was singing "Melancholy Baby" when we left the pier, huh, huh...
Oh, never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin' 'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish Just leave that fool at home to drink He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish
Recitation Well, I was concentratin', perfectin' my cast, hopin' to land a trophy bass and Harold was havin' trouble tryin' to find the lake Layin' there beside him at his feet was an anchor line coiled up real neat Harold saw it went white as a ghost and hollered "Snake!!!!!!" Well, he jumped straight up and began to yell I said "Sit down Harold and behave yourself Can't you see that ain't nothin' but a piece of rope" Ha, ha... Well, he was scared to death, plumb out of his mind tryin' not to get bit by that anchor line and he grabbed my shotgun blew a hole in the bottom of the boat... (Blam!!! Harold!!! Glup... glub... glub)
Never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin' 'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish Just leave that fool at home to drink He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish
Recitation Now too drunk to fish is too drunk to swim So I was dog paddlin' and draggin' him and finally made it to a little sand bar just big enough for two It was way after dark when that helicopter came with that big searchlight and callin' our names And Harold looked up to the sky and said, "Lord is that you?"
Slowly And then he knelt there in that heavenly glow and said "Lord you know I ain't ready to go so if you pass me by tonight, oh... I will reform" Then they threw down a raft and I paddled us home he never touched a drop from that moment on Ya know the Lord works in mysterious ways his miracles to perform
Never go fishin' with a man who has been drinkin' 'Cause things just might not work out like you'd wish Just leave that fool at home to drink He'll be just as happy fishin' in the kitchen sink Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish Don't go near the water with a man too drunk to fish...
I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You Composer(s): Tom Waits First release by: Tom Waits - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere And I wonder, should I offer you a chair? Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the night does funny things inside a man These old tom-cat feelings you don't understand Well I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late You'd like some some company Well I turn around to look at you, and you look back at me The guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's free And I hope that you don't fall in love with me
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout Well I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you
Juanita Composer(s): Björn Afzelius Performer(s): Hoola Bandoola Band
Juanita, hon var vacker som en gryning När de möttes i Madrid för längesen Och han var ung, han var en av många hundra Som rest ner för att slåss för friheten Och Juanita, hon var med de vid fronten Och hennes glöd gav de andra kraft och mod Och om kvällen sjöng hon sånger till gitarren Om folket och den framtid Som hon var beredd att försvara med sitt blod
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Men de förlora', för fascisterna var starka Och han for hem, med bara bitterheten kvar Och Juanita måste gömma sig i bergen Och fast han skrev så fick han aldrig några svar Men åren gick, och också hjältar blir gamla Och de får hoppas att de yngre vill ta vid Han blev gift, och fick söner och döttrar Och hans tid med Juanita Blev liksom en drömbild från ett annat liv
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Hans båda söner var i Spanien förra sommar'n Och semestra´ på ett nybyggt lyxhotell De hade träffat en gammal gumma ner vid stranden När de gick ut för att festa sent en kväll De hade pratat och berättat vad de hette Och om sin far som en gång varit i Madrid Då steg hon upp och sa: "Honom har jag älskat! Men här springer ni och göder nåt Han har bekämpat med risk för eget liv!
Så ge er av! Jag är trött på era svängar! För ni fördröjer bara frihetens stund Och ni borde veta, att turisternas pengar Är som honung i förtryckarnas mun!"
Juanita, han ska alltid komma ´håg dig För hans inre ska du alltid finnas kvar Juanita, fast han aldrig kunde få dig Kan han minnas hur stark och fin du var
Too Darn Hot Composer(s): Cole Porter First performance/First release: Lorenzo Fuller - 1948/1949 Covered by multiple other artists
Bianca: It's too darn hot It's too darn hot
I'd like to sup with my baby tonight and play the pup with my baby tonight I'd like to sup with my baby tonight and play the pup with my baby tonight but I ain't up to my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot It's too darn hot It's too darn hot
I'd like to stop for my baby tonight and blow my top with my baby tonight I'd like to stop with my baby tonight and blow my top with my baby tonight but I'd be a flop with my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot it's too darn hot it's too darn hot
I'd like to fool with my baby tonight break ev'ry rule with my baby tonight I'd like to fool with my baby tonight break ev'ry rule with my baby tonight but pillow you'll be my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot it's too darn hot
According to the Kinsey report ev'ry average man you know much prefers to play his favorite sport when the temperature is low but when the thermometer goes way up and the weather is sizzling hot Mister Adam for his madam is not 'cause it's too too it's too darn hot, it's too darn hot It's too too too too darn hot
I'd like to call on my baby tongiht and give my all to my baby tonight I'd like to call on my baby tonight and give my all to my baby tonight but I can't play ball with my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot it's too darn hot
I'd like to meet with my baby tonight get off my feet with my baby tonight I'd like to meet with my baby tonight get off my feet with my baby tonight but no repeat with my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot it's too darn hot
I'd like to coo with my baby tonight and pitch some woo with my baby tonight I'd like to coo with my baby tonight and pitch some woo with my baby tonight but sister you fight my baby tonight 'cause it's too darn hot it's too darn hot
According to the Kinsey report ev'ry average man you know much prefers to play his favorite sport when the temperature is low but when the thermometer goes way up and the weather is sizzling hot Mister GOB for his squab a marine for his queen a G.I. for his cutie-pie is not 'Cause it's too too too darn hot It's too darn hot It's too darn hot
I Honestly Love You
Composer(s): Peter Allen - Jeff Barry
First release by: Peter Allen - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists
Maybe I hang around here a little more than I should
We both know I've got somewhere else to go
But I got somethin' to tell you that I never thought I would
That I believe you really ought to know
I love you, I honestly love you
You don't have to answer, I see it in your eyes
Maybe it was better left unsaid
But this is pure and simple and you must realize
That it's comin' from my heart and not my head
I love you, I honestly love you
I'm not tryin' to make you feel uncomfortable
I'm not tryin' to make you anything at all
But this feelin' doesn't come along ev'ry day
And you shouldn't blow the chance when you've got the chance to say
I love you, I love you, I honestly love you
If we both were born in another place and time
This moment might be ending in a kiss
But there you are with yours and here I am with mine
So I guess we'll just be leavin' it at this
I love you, I honestly love you, I honestly love you
Maybe I hang around here A little more than I should We both know I got somewhere else to go But I got something to tell you That I never thought I would But I believe you really ought to know
I love you I honestly love you
You don't have to answer I see it in your eyes Maybe it was better left unsaid This is pure and simple And you should realize That it's coming from my heart and not my head
I love you I honestly love you
I'm not trying to make you feel uncomfortable I'm not trying to make you anything at all But this feeling doesn't come along everyday And you shouldn't blow the chance When you've got the chance to say
I love you I honestly love you
If we both were born In another place and time This moment might be ending in a kiss But there you are with yours And here I am with mine So I guess we'll just be leaving it at this
I love you I honestly love you I honestly love you
Juan Y Maria Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Ahora yo era el héroe y mi caballo sólo hablaba ingles La novia del cowboy eras tú, aparte de otras tres Yo enfrentaba un batallón un alemán y su cañon Guardaba mis bolitas y ensayaba un rock para las matinés
Ahora yo era un rey un alguacíl y era tambien un juez y por mi propia ley la gente era obligada a ser feliz También tu eras princesa que hice coronar Eras tan linda, digna de admirar que ibas desnuda por todo el país
No, no huyas, no Finge que ahora yo era tu jugete Yo era tuyo, yo, tu bicho preferido Ven, dame una mano sueña que ahora no teniamos miedo En la epoca de la maldad creo que nosotros ni habíamos nacido
Ahora era fatal que el haz de cuenta terminará asi Fuera de este jardín era una noche que no tiene fin pues te fuiste de mi vida asi, sin avisar y ahora yo era un loco al preguntar que es lo que el mundo va a hacer de mi
Too Close For Comfort Composer(s): Jerry Bock - Larry Holofcener - George David Weiss Performer(s): Mel Tormé
Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware
Be wise, be smart, behave my heart Dont upset your cart when shes so close
Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet Dont go off your feet Shes too close for comfort Too close, too close for comfort, no, not again Too close, too close to know just when to say when
Be firm and be fair, be sure, beware On your guard, take care When theres such temptation One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Shes much too close for comfort
Doo-ba-um-doody-doo-ba, doo-doo-doo...
Be wise, be fair, be sure, beware
Put on your old thinking cap, boy Cause if you dont look out, you Will find that you are much too Too close for comfort
Go ahead, and for a mishap, boy The first thing that you know she Will have you up that old tree Shes too close for comfort
Too close, too close, ah, too close
Ba-doo-da...
Be firm and be fair, be absolutely sure, beware On your guard, take care When there is such temptation One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Shes much too close for comfort now
One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Shes much too close for comfort now
One thing leads to another Too late to run for mother Shes much too close for comfort now
Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware Shes too close, too close, for comfort now
I Hold Your Hand In Mine Composer(s): Tom Lehrer Performer(s): Tom Lehrer and multiple other artists
I hold you hand in mine dear I press it to my lips I take a healthy bite from your dainty fingertips My joy would be complete dear If you were only here But still I keep your hand as a precious souvenir
The night you died I cut it off I really don't know why For now each time I kiss it I get bloodstains on my tie I'm sorry now I killed you for our love was something fine Until they come to get me I shall hold your hand in mine
Juan Sin Tierra Composer(s): Jorge Saldaña; Victor Jara Performer(s): Victor Jara; Los Folkloristas; Manolo Garcia
Voy a cantar el corrido de un hombre que fue a la guerra que anduvo en la sierra herido para conquistar su tierra Lo conoci en la batalla y entre tanta balacera el que es revolucionario puede morir donde quiera El general nos decia peleen con mucho valor les vamos a dar parcela cuando haya reparticion
Mi padre fue peon de hacienda y yo un revolucionario mis hijos pusieron tienda y mi nieto es funcionario Grito Emiliano Zapata quiero tierra y libertad y el gobierno se reia cuando lo iban a enterrar Vuela, vuela palomita parate en aquella higera que aqui se acaba el corrido del mentado Juan sin tierra
Too Busy Thinking About My Baby Composer(s): Norman Whitfield - Barrett Strong - Janie Bradford First release: The Temptations - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Ah-ah-aaah, oh yeah... Oh listen to me people
I ain't got time to think about money Or what it can buy And I ain't got time to sit down and wonder What makes a birdie fly
And I don't have the time to think about What makes a flower grow And I've never given a second thought To where the rivers flow
Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time for nothing else
Said, I ain't got time to discuss the weather How long it's gonna last And I ain't got time to do no studies Once I get out of class Telling ya I'm just a fellow Said I got a one track mind And when it comes to thinking about anything but my baby I just don't have any time
Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time for nothing else
The diamonds and pearls in the world Could never match her worth, no no She's some kind of wonderful, people tell ya I got heaven right here on earth I'm just a fellow With a one, one track mind And when it comes to thinkin' about anything but my baby I just don't have any time
Too busy thinking about my baby And I ain't got time for nothing else
(yeah, she's never hard to find 'cause she's always on my mind)
I Heard You Singing Your Song Composer(s): Barry Mann Performer(s): Barry Mann; Nancy Wilson
Now the walls took a long time to crumble And the jumbled pieces of my life Took the long way around to come together
And then I heard you singing your song And I knew I'd been living all wrong And I couldn't help but sing along La la la la la la la la la la la la
Never giving, always taking And faking every move I make To keep me safe and well protected
Sing a long Sing a long
I was almost down to empty And the world looked mighty cold And then I heard you sing a simple song And the sun came a rushin' back to fill my soul
I heard you singing your song Heard you singing your song Heard you singing your song Heard you singing your song Singing your song Heard you singing your song Heard you singing your song Hear you singing
J'Suis Papa Et J'Suis Dans L'Coup Performer(s): André Bourvil
Quand on est papa Il faut souvent Pour plaire aux enfants Etre dans le vent Moi j'ai compris ça C'est pas idiot En écoutant la radio, i,o,i,o
Je me suis remis Le col marin Qui m'allait si bien Au temps des copains Mes enfants m'ont dit "C'est le bouquet Papa t'es un père OK!"
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup J'suis dans l'coup, j'suis dans l'coup Et pour danser le yéyé J'suis parti du bon pied Quand j'entends siffler le train Je me sens plein d'entrain Pour moi l'école est finie, oui, oui
J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup J'fais joujou, j'fais joujou, J'ai pris des leçons de twist Pour dev'nir un artiste
Et si je semble un peu fou, Je m'en fouts, je m'en fouts J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
J'avais bien pensé Dès le départ Pour faire du pétard Jouer de la guitare Mais ça marche à l'électricité Et l'courant était coupé
J'ai voulu frapper Sur un tambour Mais c'est un peu sourd Pour crier l'amour Alors sous l'oeil rond De mes fistons J'ai joué du twist aux pistons
Et quand tout va de travers Et le monde à l'envers Au lieu de m'faire du mouron J'fais dadou, j'fais ronron Ça n'est pas sérieux du tout Mais j'm'en fouts, mais j'm'en fouts J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup J'suis papa et j'suis dans l'coup
Too Beautiful To Last Composer(s): Richard Rodney Bennett - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck; Russ Peterson; Kerri Sherwood
The days of autumn splendor Those moments, warm and tender Was it too beautiful to last The love we share together The dreams we dare together Was it too beautiful to last
Walking hand in hand The dawn discloses We were dreaming of a land Where love preposes But castles made of sand Like winter roses are fated to die My darlin', like you and I My darlin'
Where are those sweet Septembers The joy my heart remembers Lost in the shadows of the past The rainbow watched above you The sacred words "I love you" Why did that dream go by so fast Was it too beautiful Was it too beautiful to last
I Heard You Cried Last Night Composer(s): Jerrie Kruger; Ted Grouya Performer(s): Perry Como and multiple other artists
I heard you cried last night and I know why I heard you cried last night and so did I Why did you make us part I'm so alone, why did you take my heart You didn't want it for your own And if you hadn't cared to make amends I might have never dared; we'd be just friends So calm your fears and dry your tears Come kiss the boy you adore Now you can smile tonight and cry no more
J'Suis Mordue Composer(s): Lily Ann Carol; Calina de la Mare; Jean Lenoir Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Quand les copines parlent de mon p'tit homme Disent: "Ah! c'qu'il est laid Il est tatoué, ridé comme une vieille pomme Il n'a rien qui plaît" C'que je me bidonne avec toutes leurs salades Bobards à la noix Qu'est-ce que je peux rendre aux reines de la panade Qui bêchent mon p'tit roi? S'il est simple, s'il a l'air d'un fauché En douce, comment qu'il vous fait guincher
Avec sa face blême Son col café-crème Quand il me dit "je t'aime" J'suis mordue! Ses grandes patoches blanches Son corps qui se déhanche C'est Dandy la planche J'suis mordue! C'lui qui l'connait pas le prend pour un bon apôtre Il sait si bien faire meilleur que les autres Si je lui fais un 'vanne Avec ses tatanes Oh! comment qu'il me dépanne J'suis mordue!
Si on lui demande: "Qu'est-ce que tu fais dans la vie?" Il répond froidement "Je suis chômeur, j'mange mes économies" C'est navrant, vraiment Puis il exhibe sa carte de chômage Et s'plaît d'ajouter "Ça m'sert en plus 'près d'certains personnages D'carte d'identité" Puis sortant sa photo, il s'écrie "Ah y a rien de mieux à l'anthropométrie!"
Avec sa face blême Son col café-crème Quand il me dit "je t'aime" J'suis mordue! Toujours y m'resquille Il me prend pour une bille Mais j'suis une bonne fille J'suis mordue! Au billard russe, chaque soir, il s'exerce "Faut bien", dit-il, "faire marcher le commerce" Il peut tout me faire C'est là mon affaire Il n'y a rien à faire... J'suis mordue!
Quand je serai vieille, il me plaquera, j'en suis sûre A moins qu'il claque avant moi, ça me rassure! Ah, c'est un phénomène J'suis faite comme une reine Mais dès qu'il s'amène J'suis mordue!
Tony Composer(s): C. Daiane - A. Valsiglio Performer(s): Dalida
Tony aveva una spina nel cuore Tony era pazzo pazzo d'amore Tony da un pezzo parlava da solo ormai
Anny sagnava di fare la diva Tony per lei tutti i soldi spendeva Anny giocava con i sentimenti suoi
Tutti gli amici del bar della via Dicevano Tony non è più tua Lasciala perdere anny non è per te
Tony rideva non ascoltava Ed ogni giorno al biliardo perdeva Prima nessuno l'aveva battuto mai
L'amore, l 'amore non sente ragione La sabbia negli occhi ti va L'amore, l'amore diventa dolore Se ami chi ti lascerà
Tony alle cinque dell'alba si alzava Anny la grande occasione aspettava Con un mercante di sagni se ne ando
E quando Tony li vide insieme Senti le mani e non la ragione E come è andata a finire non diro
Questa è una storia una fra tante Storia d 'amore, storia di gente Che vive tra polvere e stelle Sempre là
L'amore, l'amore non sente ragione La sabbia negli occhi ti va L'amore, l'amore diventa dolore Se ami chi ti lascerà
L'amore, l'amore non sente ragione La sabbia negli occhi ti va L'amore, l'amore diventa dolore Se ami chi ti lascerà L'amore, l'amore non sente ragione La sabbia negli occhi ti va...
I Heard It Through The Grapevine Composer(s): Norman Whitfield; Barrett Strong First recording/First release by: Smokey Robinson & The Miracles - 1966/1998 Covered by multiple other artists
Ooh, I bet you're wondering how I knew 'bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy you knew before Between the two of us guys you know I love you more It took me by surprise I must say When I found out yesterday Don't you know that I
Heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine Oh I heard it through the grapevine Oh I'm just about to lose my mind Honey, honey yeah (Heard it through the grapevine) (Not much longer would you be my baby, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I know a man ain't supposed to cry But these tears I can't hold inside Losing you would end my life you see 'cause you mean that much to me You could have told me yourself That you love someone else Instead I
Heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine Oh I heard it through the grapevine And I'm just about to lose my mind Honey, honey yeah (Heard it through the grapevine) (Not much longer would you be my baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
People say believe half of what you see Son, and none of what you hear But I can't help being confused If it's true please tell me dear Do you plan to let me go For the other guy you loved before? Don't you know I
Heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine Baby I heard it through the grapevine Ooh I'm just about to lose my mind Honey, honey yeah (Heard it through the grapevine) (Not much longer would you be my baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Honey, honey, I know That you're letting' me go Said I heard it through the grapevine