Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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I went to church on Sunday, I swung my chariot low Reached up to kiss the deacon, he said "You'd better go" Trouble, I'm in trouble with him Trouble's where I'm going Trouble's the only place I've ever been
Let's buy a watermelon, swallow all the seeds Forget what Mama told us, do everything we please Trouble, trouble again Trouble's where we're going Trouble's the only place we've ever been
Let's pour a little whiskey, drink a little gin Listen to Merle Haggard like he's loving me again Trouble, I'm even in trouble with him Trouble's where I'm going Trouble's the only place I've ever been
Let's turn off the TV, I'm tired of CNN Let's throw a little party, invite some sinners in Trouble, trouble again Trouble's where we're going Trouble's the only place we've ever been
I'll paint your toenails baby, you paint my toenails too We'll take a walk down Main Street and watch what people do Trouble, let's get in trouble with them Trouble's where we're going Trouble's the only place we've ever been
There's people building prisons for people like you and me Some people just can't stand people like us being free Trouble, what's trouble with them Trouble's where we're heading Trouble's the only place we've ever been
Sooner or later, darling, everybody's gotta go Let's you and me leave early, get a seat on the first row Trouble, trouble again Trouble's where we're going Trouble's the only place we've ever been
I Remember When I Was Young Composer(s): Matt Taylor Performer(s): Matt Taylor; John Farnham
Well I remember when I was young The world had just begun and I was happy I used to wonder about the earth And how it moved around the sun so snappy Imagination going wild makes a very backward child, they told me So back at school I'd sit around just waiting for the sound so I could go home
Sometimes I think about it It happens every day I should think of the present 'Cause the present is now
Well I remember when I was young How one and tripence got ya to the movies To look tough we'd lite a smoke and very nearly choke But we had a real good time Growing older meant you get to fly a saber jet and fight a few wars So I'd just sit there all day and let my mind decay something awful
Sometimes I think about it It happens every day I should think of the present 'Cause the present is now
Well I remember when I was young I had a secret love who never knew it Well I'd do tricks upon my bike that never turned out right I always blew it And the day we had to part I had a broken heart But couldn't let on So I spent my holidays just thinking of the ways I must be going wrong
Sometimes I think about it It happens every day I should think of the present 'Cause the present is now
Well I remember when I was young the Beatles turned me on I really blew my mind And we'd carry Jack and Pam We'd go and watch a band and have a real good time Then I heard the Blackmans blues They really blew a fuse inside my head So with some friends we made a stand and formed our first blues band It was a real good thing
Sometimes I think about it It happens every day I should think of the present 'Cause the present is now
Well I remember when I was young Well I remember when I was young I surely do Well I remember when I was young Well I remember when I was young I surely do
Easy To Slip Composer(s): Lowell George - Martin Kibbee
First release by: Little Feat - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift' And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed
All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play
Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift' And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed
All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all
Tropical Christmas Composer(s): David Bellamy Performer(s): The Bellamy Brothers
Well, it sure is nice down here this time of year The tourists are tanned and there's holiday cheer Here comes Santa Claus, havin' a tropical Christmas
I'm mailin' out cards to the great frozen North Sweatin' from the energy I could force In jingle bells, havin' a tropical Christmas
And when the Sun sets down in the ocean We'll decorate the palm tree We'll mingle ornaments with coconut lights Then we'll go caroling through paradise And thank Baby Jesus for this tropical silent night
First we'll open our presents, then we'll lay on the beach Later we'll call, see what relatives we reach In their winter wonderland, havin' a tropical Christmas
And when the Sun sets down in the ocean We'll decorate the palm tree We'll mingle ornaments with coconut lights Then we'll go caroling through paradise And thank Baby Jesus for this tropical silent night
Hey Kris Kringle, when you empty your sleigh Stop by and kick back with us a few days You and Rudolph, havin' a tropical Christmas We'll build a snowman in sand, havin' a tropical Christmas Grandma wants a new bikini, havin' a tropical Christmas Y'all come on down, we'll have a tropical Christmas Bring your suntan oil, havin' a tropical Christmas Let their be peace on Earth, havin' a tropical Christmas Bring some surfboards for the kids...
I Remember When Composer(s): Percy Haid; Ed Sarche Performer(s): Eddie Fisher and multiple other artists
I remember when your eyes were smiling at me Now theres just a cloud where once the stars used to be Tender memories bring back your wondrous charms In my reverie, you linger in my arms Once upon a star I made a vow, so did you Then you went away, forsaking all vows from you Still I cant forget the dreams I once shared with you I remember when you loved me too
Once upon a star I made a vow, so did you Then you went away, forsaking all vows from new Still I cant forget the dreams I once shared with you I remember when you loved me too
Easy To Love
Composer(s): Cole Porter
First recording by/First performance: Teddy Wilson and His Orch. - 1926/James Stewart - 1936 Covered by multiple other artists
I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame For love You'd be so easy to love So easy to idolize All others above So worth the yearning for So swell to keep every homefire burning for We'd be so grand at the game So carefree together That it does seem a shame That you can't see Your future with me 'Cause you'd be oh, so easy to love
Trop Tard Composer(s): Alex Alstone - Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Trop tard Il est trop tard désormais J'ai tout gâché J'ai tout brisé Trop tard Je dois payer mes erreurs Au prix d'un coeur Qui m'aime Je lutte avec moi-même Cherchant un peu d'espoir Trop tard Ils sont perdus, je le vois Les jours de joie Pour toi et moi
Trop tard Il est trop tard mon amour Car notre amour Meurt mon amour Trop tard Je ne vis plus dans ta vie Et mon coeur cri D'angoisse Je sais, quoi que je fasse Qu'on fond, c'est sans espoir Trop tard Mon coeur devra loin de toi Battre sans toi Vivre sans toi
Easy To Be Hard Composer(s): Galt MacDermot - James Rado - Gerome Ragni
First performance/First release by: Jill O'Hara - 1967/1968
Covered by multiple other artists
How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel Easy to be hard, easy to be cold
How can people have no feelings How can they ignore their friends Easy to be proud, easy to say no
Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about bleeding crowd How about a needing friend, I need a friend
How can people be so heartless You know I'm hung up on you Easy to be proud, easy to say no
Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about bleeding crowd How about a needing friend, we all need a friend
How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel Easy to be proud, easy to say no Easy to be cold, easy to say no Come, on, easy to give in, easy to say no Easy to be cold, easy to say no Much too easy to say no
Et les rues sont autant de couloirs Silencieux et solitaires Et les vapeurs du soir me font peur Comme c'est grand la terre Moi si petite, si fragile Je m'étonne à chaque pas D'être née dans ce monde là
Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Si petite, si fragile
Et ceux que j'aime Mes frères et mes amis Se réveillent encore Quand pour moi il fait nuit Ils sont si loin de moi
Mon père, j'ai mis tellement de temps À le connaître un peu Comment faire pour ces millions de gens Moi qui ne sais rien d'eux Qu'une image sur un écran Comme un petit point dans le temps De ce monde si grand
Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Si petite, si fragile
Je vole, je roule Je prends tous les chemins Je suis loin de chez moi Mais ce monde est sans fin Il est trop grand pour moi
Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Si petite, si fragile
Il est trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Trop grand pour moi Je m'étonne à chaque pas D'être née dans ce monde là
H: We met at nine M: We met at eight H: I was on time M: No, you were late H: Ah, yes, I remember it well We dined with friends M: We dined alone H: A tenor sang M: A baritone H: Ah, yes, I remember it well That dazzling April moon! M: There was none that night And the month was June H: That's right That's right M: It warms my heart to know that you remember still the way you do H: Ah, yes, I remember it well
H: How often I've thought of that Friday M: Monday H: night when we had our last rendezvous And somehow I foolishly wondered if you might By some chance be thinking of it too? That carriage ride M: You walked me home H: You lost a glove M: I lost a comb H: Ah, yes, I remember it well That brilliant sky M: We had some rain H: Those Russian songs M: From sunny Spain H: You wore a gown of gold M: I was all in blue H: Am I getting old? M: Oh, no, not you How strong you were How young and gay A prince of love In every way H: Ah, yes, I remember it well
Easy Street
Composer(s): Alan Rankin Jones
Performer(s): Julie London
Easy Street, I'd love to live on Easy Street Nobody works on Easy Street Just lie around all day Just sit and play the horses
Life is sweet for folks who live on Easy Street No weekly payments you must meet That makes your hair turn grey
When opportunity comes knockin' You just keep on with your rockin' 'Cause you know your fortune's made And if the sun makes you perspire There's a man that you can hire To plant trees so you can have shade
On Easy Street, I'm telling everyone I meet If I could live on Easy Street I'd want no job today So please go 'way
On en a passé des mois de décembre Avec la neige au milieu de la chambre Et tous ces hommes étranges qui venaient pour couper l'eau La moitié de l'année au régime Ramener les bouteilles, compter les centimes Et quand je te croise aujourd'hui, tu me regardes de haut... Joe! T'as plus le temps T'as trop d'argent Tu es trop grand maintenant Joe! Tu gagnes beaucoup trop! Joe! T'as plus le temps T'as trop d'argent Tu es trop grand maintenant
T'étais chanteur dans des boîtes minables Tu vidais ton cur entre les tables Pour quelques notables, quelques marchands de hauts-fourneaux Après, t'allais voir de drôles de garçons Pour qu'ils te parlent de révolution Quand tu les croises aujourd'hui tu fais même plus attention! Joe! T'as plus le temps T'as trop d'argent Tu es trop grand maintenant Joe! Tu gagnes beaucoup trop! Joe! T'as plus le temps T'as trop d'argent Tu es trop grand maintenant
T'as quelqu'un pour gérer ton affaire T'as quelqu'un pour calmer ta colère Y a toujours quelqu'un pour écouter tes méthodes Y a des filles au fond de ta baignoire Des flatteurs le long de tes couloirs Mais y a pas plus seul qu'un chanteur à la mode!
I Remember Elvis Presley Composer(s): Bakker; Dunhills; Ouwens Performer(s): Danny Mirror
Last night I turned the radio on for the midnight news Suddenly I thought I died of a broken heart When I heard the announcer say...
"Ladies and gentlemen, the King is dead Elvis Presley just died in a hospital in Memphis, Tennessee Forty-Two years on this planet, but he'll be here forever"
I remember Elvis Presley Lord, how I love to hear him sing! So I'll adore him just forever For he's the one and only King
I remember Elvis Presley And he won't ever set me free Like he was singing "Now Or Never" He's just a golden memory
Good luck charm is not forever Good luck songs we need 'em ever Again, again I'll play your songs 'Cause in my mind you haven't gone
Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss him tonight? Tell me, dear, are you lonesome tonight?
I remember Elvis Presley Lord, how I love to hear him sing! So I'll adore him just forever For he's the one and only King
I remember Elvis Presley And he won't ever set me free Like he was singing "Now Or Never" He's just a golden memory
My dear friend, I won't forget you When I need you, I can hear you King, though I don't know where or when There'll be a day we'll meet again
Wise man say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love again
Elvis Presley, I wanna thank you For all the happiness you gave so many people All over the world during many, many years I remember the DJ was playing "Jailhouse rock" When I had my first date with a beautiful girl And since that evening you've been my friend, Elvis
I remember Elvis Presley Lord, how I love to hear him sing! So I'll adore him just forever He's just a golden memory
Easy Money Composer(s): Rickie Lee Jones First release by: Lowell George - 1978
There was a Joe Leanin' on the back door A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills Their eyes was statin' They was waitin' To get their hands on some easy money
They flipped a dime One said, "Well, I'll take heads this time" One stepped up One stepped back One loosened her shoulder strap She couldn't speak Her knees got weak She could almost taste that easy money
There was this old black cat Sittin' in a old black cadillac The Joe smelled sweet She curled up at her boyfriend's feet She said "I got a plan Listen, Sam, how'd ya like to make some easy money?"
He say, "Yes! Oh Yes! Jus' tell me what you want me to do" She said, "Baby, you can trust me Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room At a quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy "Come up to the room and play with my toy" But the Jill set the bait And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait But this guy was wise to all the lies And he flies out the door With the easy money
Because there ain't no man Who got the money in his hand Who got any of that bread Bein' slow in the head The easier it looks The hotter it hooks There ain't no such thing as easy money
We say, "Yes! Oh Yes!"
Saturday night There was a terrible, terrible fight Between two dames who was losin' the same game It wasn't clear But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money
Trompe La Mort Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Avec cette neige à foison Qui coiffe, coiffe ma toison On peut me croire à vue de nez Blanchi sous le harnais Eh bien, Mesdames et Messieurs C'est rien que de la poudre aux yeux C'est rien que de la comédie Que de la parodie
C'est pour tenter de couper court A l'avance du temps qui court De persuader ce vieux goujat Que tout le mal est fait déjà Mais dessous la perruque j'ai Mes vrais cheveux couleur de jais C'est pas demain la veille, bon Dieu De mes adieux
Et si j'ai l'air moins guilleret Moins solide sur mes jarrets Si je chemine avec lenteur D'un train de sénateur N'allez pas dire "Il est perclus" N'allez pas dire "Il n'en peut plus" C'est rien que de la comédie Que de la parodie
Histoire d'endormir le temps Calculateur impénitent De tout brouiller, tout embrouiller Dans le fatidique sablier En fait, à l'envers du décor Comme à vingt ans, je trotte encore C'est pas demain la veille, bon Dieu De mes adieux
Et si mon cur bat moins souvent Et moins vite qu'auparavant Si je chasse avec moins de zèle Les gentes demoiselles Pensez pas que je sois blasé De leurs caresses, leurs baisers C'est rien que de la comédie Que de la parodie
Pour convaincre le temps berné Qu'mes fêtes galantes sont terminées Que je me retire en coulisse Que je n'entrerai plus en lice Mais je reste un sacré gaillard Toujours actif, toujours paillard C'est pas demain la veille, bon Dieu De mes adieux
Et si jamais au cimetière Un de ces quatre, on porte en terre Me ressemblant à s'y tromper Un genre de macchabée N'allez pas noyer le souffleur En lâchant la bonde à vos pleurs Ce sera rien que comédie Rien que fausse sortie
Et puis, coup de théâtre, quand Le temps aura levé le camp Estimant que la farce est jouée Moi tout heureux, tout enjoué J'm'exhumerai du caveau Pour saluer sous les bravos C'est pas demain la veille, bon Dieu De mes adieux
I Remember Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim First performance by: Charmian Carr - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
I remember sky It was blue as ink Or at least I think I remember sky
I remember snow Soft as feathers Sharp as thumb tacks Coming down like lint And it made you squint When the wind would blow
And ice like vinyl On the streets Cold as silver White as sheets Rain like strings And changing things Like leaves
I remember leaves Green as spearmint Crisp as paper I remember trees Bare as coat racks Spread like broken umbrellas
And parks and bridges Ponds and zoos Ruddy faces Muddy shoes Light and noise and Bees and boys And days
I remember days Or at least I try But as years go by They're sort of haze And the bluest ink Isn't really sky And at times I think I would gladly die For a day of sky
Easy Money Composer(s): Robert Fripp - Richard Palmer-James - John Wetton
Performer(s): King Crimson
Your admirers on the street Gotta hoot and stamp their feet In the heat from your physique As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers
And I thought my heart would break When you doubled up at the stake With your fingers all a-shake You could never tell a winner from a snake but you always make money
Easy money
With your figure and your face Strutting out at every race Throw a glass around the place Show the colour of your crimson suspenders
We would take the money home Sit around the family throne My old dog could chew his bone For two weeks we could appease the Almighty
Easy money
Got no truck with the la-di-da Keep my bread in an old fruit jar Drive you out in a motor-car Getting fat on your lucky star just making
Allting går igen ur tidens grums och mögel dyker upp ett skrämmande fantom Även Grekland hade sina Wandervögel fostrade i Sparta och i Rom Ur seklers skuggor ur årtusens damm ett mystiskt spöke i nutiden glider fram
Det är den ökända hästen från Troja moderniserad till femte kolonn Majoren Quisling är en papegoja som imiterar så gott han har förstånn Vi äro synbart blott fredliga pågar med grekisk rakborste uti vår hatt men i ett huj dra vi fram våra bågar och storma Troja från insidan "by natt" Ty det Europa som högljutt hörs hoja att makt är rätt har nu fått sin symbol Det är den ökända hästen från Troja som alltjämt spelar sin gamla hjälteroll
Bland de vilda hästar som har galopperat på fru Clios rännarbana är den trojanska hästen som sig minst generat för att lyfta svansen här och där I världsmanegen politikerna som dumma Augustar står i parad - hurra!
Det är den ökända hästen från Troja som sluppit ut ur historiens stall I ryttargången sig statsmännen oja en del ha socker i fickorna ifall att hästen skulle va´ möjlig att tämja det är en högst neutral politik Vi svenskar umgås med kraken i sämja han går numera i reguljär trafik I vissa tidningar säger man: "Nå ja på rätt vi håller - men helst på rätt häst" Och för den ökända hästen från Troja står odds i dessa dagar onekligen bäst
Där Akilles fann terrängen ändå "lavre" skena hästen in med stor succé ty han börja längta efter att få le Havre innan han blev inställd på musée Men femte ben rusa hästen åstad om jag ej feltolkar grekernas Iliad
Så av den ökända hästen från Troja drogs Marskalk Fochs gamla vagn till Berlin Till fots gick ledaren på "Avenoja" de l´Opera - och kom fram till Invali´n Han sa god dag till Napoleon Boná som lär ha vänt sig i sin sarkofag och frågat: "Tänker monsieur ´Rubiconna´ och gå på vattnet? Det kunde inte jag" Då svara Adolf: "Tja, utan att skoja det är ej jag som ta´t in denna by Det är den ökända hästen från Troja som just nu släcker sin törst uti Vichy"
Under Gustaf Adolfs och Kung Karols dagar stredo svenskarna i eld och köld Svea Rike styrdes efter egna lagar och ett lejon bar det i sin sköld En igelkott bli´t symbol för vårt lann´ men jag vet en som är mer aktuell och sann
Det är den ökända hästen från Troja en av demokraterna sadlad och skodd En samlingskrake för slott och koja med stora skygglappar, rädd att bli beglodd Vårt gamla lejon blev fort pensionerat när "Hesa Fredrik" för första gång tjöt Av Bagge blev det till får ondulerat det utav Rütger fick essen, stackars nöt Men har det snart ej gått upp för de loja i hela världen - båd´ fattig och pamp att det är den ökända hästen från Troja som hela tiden har kallats för Min Kamp
I Refuse Composer(s): Ric Ocasek Performer(s): The Cars
Everything's heaven sent That's what you said and went Inisde your fairy glass Is something you think will last And when they crop you like a clown You got your smile on upside down
Baby I refuse You can pick or choose Find somebody else to use 'Cause I refuse to come along
Everything's on a whim That's what you said to him Lying in wunderlust Are feelings you never trust And when they pamper you with ice I can't believe you don't think twice
Baby I refuse You can pick or choose Find somebody else to use 'Cause I refuse to come along
Everyone makes the play With nothing much left to say All in an endless line Waiting for equal time They keep screaming it's the truth And you keep kneeling in the booth
Baby I refuse You can pick or choose Find somebody else to use 'Cause I refuse to come along
