Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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(Girls, Girls, Girls) Made To Love Composer(s): Phil Everly Performer(s): Eddie Hodges
My father looked at me one day said "Son, it's plain to see That you're getting older and should have a talk with me You'll soon be going on lots of dates as to a man you grow And there's one important thing ev'ry boy should know"
And that is Girls, girls, girls were made to love Girls, girls, girls were made to love That's why some have eyes of blue That's why some stand five foot two 'Cause girls, girls, girls were made to love
One day soon you'll have a date and you'll take her home that night Then you'll find you'll wonder would a kiss be right The more you look, the more you'll find those doubts will fill your head But think real hard and you might recall what your ol' Dad said"
He said that Girls, girls, girls were made to love Girls, girls, girls were made to love That's why ya watch 'em walk down the street That's why their kisses taste awful sweet 'Cause girls, girls, girls were made to love
"Then you'll meet that special girl who'll sweep your off your feet You'll want to say you love her, but you'll find it hard to speak This is a time when you'll find it's better left unsaid Just tell 'er like I told your Mom, with a kiss instead"
Girls, girls, girls were made to love Girls, girls, girls were made to love That's why ya watch 'em walk down the street That's why their kisses taste awful sweet 'cause girls, girls, girls were made to love Girls, girls, girls were made to love Girls, girls, girls were made ........ Fade
The Pusher Composer(s): Hoyt Axton First release by: Steppenwolf - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
You know I smoked a lot of grass Oh Lord! I popped a lot of pills But I've never touched nothin' That my spirit couldn't kill You know I've seen a lot of people walking 'round With tombstones in their eyes But the pusher don't care If you live -- or if you die God Damn! The pusher God Damn! The pusher I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man You know the dealer, the dealer is a man With a lump of grass in his hand But the pusher is a monster Not a natural man The dealer for a nickel Goin to sell you lots of sweet dreams Ah... but the pusher will ruin your body Lord he'll leave your mind to scream God Damn! The pusher God Damn! God damn the pusher I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man Well now if I were the president of this land You know I'd declare total war on the pusher man I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he run And I'd kill him with my bible, and my razor and my gun... God Damn! The pusher God damn the pusher I said God damn! God damn the pusher man!
Cita Con Ángeles Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Desde los tiempos más remotos vuelan los ángeles guardianes siempre celosos de sus votos contra atropellos y desmanes Junto a las cunas infantiles junto a los tristes moribundos cuentan que velan los gentiles seres con alas de otro mundo
Cuando este ángel surca el cielo no hay nada que se le asemeje El fin de su apurado vuelo es la sentencia de un hereje no se distraiga ni demore todo es ahora inoportuno Va rumbo al campo de las flores donde la hoguera espera a Bruno
Se lanza un ángel de la altura caída libre que da frío La orden de su jefatura es descender hasta Dos Ríos Es 19 y también mayo monte de espuma y madre sierra cuando otro ángel a caballo cae con los pobres de la tierra
Dicen que al filo de la una un angelote compasivo pasó delante de la luna sobrevolando los olivos Y cuentan que con mala maña fue tiroteado su abanico justo a la hora que en España se asesinaba a Federico
Un bello arcángel aletea junto a un gran pájaro de hierro Procura que un hombre lo vea para ahuyentar cien mil destierros Pero el arcángel se sofoca y un ala azul se le lastima y el ave negra abre la boca cuando atraviesan Hiroshima
Dejando un surco luminoso por sobre Memphis, Tennessee pasó volando presuroso un ser alado en frenesí Iba vistiéndose de luto iba llorando el querubín e iba contando los minutos de Dios y Martin Luther King
El ángel pasa bajo un puente después rodea un rascacielos Parque Central, lleno de gente no se da cuenta de su vuelo Cuánta utopía será rota y cuánto de imaginación cuando a la puerta del Dakota las balas derriben a John
Septiembre aúlla todavía su doble saldo escalofriante todo sucede un mismo día gracias a un odio semejante Y el mismo ángel que allá en Chile vio bombardear al presidente ve las dos torres con sus miles cayendo inolvidablemente
Desesperados, los querubes toman los cielos de la tierra y con sus lápices de nubes pintan adioses a las guerras El mundo llena los balcones y exclama al fin: esta es mi lucha pero el señor de los cañones no mira al cielo ni lo escucha
Pobres los ángeles urgentes que nunca llegan a salvarnos ¿Será que son incompetentes o que no hay forma de ayudarnos? Para evitarles más dolores y cuentas del sicoanalista seamos un tilín mejores y mucho menos egoístas
(Ghost) Riders In The Sky Spanish Title: Jinetes En El Cielo Composer(s): Stan Jones Performer(s): Bing Crosby; and various other artists
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A ploughin' thru the ragged skies And up a cloudy draw Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o The ghost herd in the sky
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves wuz made of steel Their horns wuz black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered thru the sky For he saw the riders comin' hard And he heard their mournful cry Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt their eyes were blurred and shirts all soaked with sweat They're ridin' hard to atch that herd but they ain't caught them yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snortin' fire As they ride on, hear their cry Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o Ghost riders in the sky
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name "If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies" Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o The ghost herd in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
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Dean Martin's version:
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A ploughin' thru the ragged skies And up a cloudy draw Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o The ghost herd in the sky
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name "If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride A-try'ng to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies" Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o The ghost herd in the sky
The ghost herd in the sky Yippee-yi-o Ghost riders in the sky
The Puppy Song Composer(s): Harry Nilsson First release by: Harry Nilsson - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Dreams are nothing more than wishes And a wish's just a dream you wish to come true
If only I could have a puppy I'd call myself so very lucky Just to have some company To share a cup of tea with me I'd take my puppy everywhere La la la la I wouldn't care Then we'll stay away from crowds With sites that say no dogs allowed Oh we... I know he'd never bite me We... I know he'd never bite me
If only I could have a friend Who sticks with me until the ned And walk along beside the sea To share a bit of moon with me I'd take my friend most everywhere La la la la I wouldn't care And we'll stay away from crowds With sites that say no friends allowed Oh we... we'd be so happy to be... We... we'd be so happy to be together
But dreams are nothing more than wishes And a wish's just a dream you wish to come true Dreams are nothing more than wishes (Your wish will come true) And a wish's just a dream (Your wish will come true) Your wish to come true (Your wish will come true)
Rendez-Vous Chaque Soir Italian Title: Pensiamoci Ogni Sera Composer(s): Carlo Pes; Gianni Boncompagni; Jimmy Fontana Performer(s): Dalida
Rendez-vous chaque soir au couché du soleil Ou tous deux on pourra voir la nuit qui s'éveille Et l'on se dira tout bas tous les mots qu'on ne s'écrit pas Rendez-vous chaque soir au couché du soleil
Je pense à toi souvent je m'ennuie loin de toi Et quand revient le printemps je suis trop seul sans toi Mais j'ai le cur plein d'espoirs Puisqu'on se retrouve chaque soir Dans un petit coin du ciel au couché du soleil
Qui sait quand tu me reviendras Et qui sait si on se reverra Pourtant au fond de moi je sais je sais je sais Oh rien n'a changé Et d'ici là, tu seras près de moi Tout près de moi
Rendez-vous chaque soir Au couché du soleil Tous deux on pourra voir La nuit qui s'éveille Et l'on se dira tout bas tous les mots qu'on ne s'écrit pas Rendez-vous chaque soir Au couché du soleil
Qui sait quand tu me reviendras Et qui sait si on se reverra Pourtant au fond de moi je sais Je sais, je sais Oh rien n'a changé Et d'ici là tu seras près de moi Tout près de moi
Rendez-vous chaque soir au couché du soleil
Qui sait quand tu me reviendras Et qui sait si on se reverra Pourtant au fond de moi je sais Je sais, je sais Oh rien n'a changé Et d'ici là tu seras près de moi tout près de moi
Rendez vous chaque soir au couché du soleil Ou tous deux on pourra voir La nuit qui s'éveille Et l'on se dira tout bas Tous les mots...
The Proud One Composer(s): Bob Gaudio - Bob Crewe Performer(s): The Osmonds; Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons
Livin' is dyin' 'Cause love you've left me cryin' Now there's no use tryin' to go on
Each night I dream baby, pretendin' There'll be a happy endin' Burnin' down deep inside Got a heartbreak that I can't hide (Down inside, deep down inside)
I'm not the proud one, I need you I'm beggin' to you baby, please You're the proud one, believe me This poor man is down on his knees
Baby, please
Oh baby, remember The love we shared so tender Hoping that forever you'd me mine
I wish you could hear me, oh baby If only you were near me I didn't know what I had Don't ya know that I feel so bad (Didn't know, I didn't know)
I'm not the proud one, I need you I'm beggin' to you baby, please You're the proud one, believe me This poor man is down on his knees
I'm not the proud one, I need you I'm beggin' to you baby, please You're the proud one, believe me This poor man is down on his knees
I'm not the proud one, I need you I'm beggin' to you baby, please You're the proud one, believe me This poor man is down on his knees
Ciribiribin ((Dutch, English, & French Versions: Chiribiribin (Willy & Willeke Alberti); Ciribiribin (They're So in Love) (Harry James); Ciribiribin (Elyane Célis)) Composer(s): Alberto Pestalozza - Carlos Tiochet Performer(s): Grace Moore and multiple other artists
Su, finiscila coi baci bel moruccio birichin e non vedi tu la luna che dal ciel fa capolin?
E se pur la luna spia noi lasciamola guardar anche il pallido suo raggio ci consiglia a seguitar
Ma poi, chissá cosa dirà? E via, dirà, cosa dirà, dirà, dirà Ciribiribin, Ciribiribin Ciríbiribin
Ciribiribin che bel faccin che sguardo dolce ed assassin
Ciribiribin che bel nasin che bei dentin che bel bocchin
Ciribiribin che bel nasin che bei dentin che bel bocchin
Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin che bel bocchin
Ciribiribin che bel nasin che bei dentin che bel bocchin
Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin che bel faccin!
Rendez-Vous Au Lavandou Composer(s): André Pascal; Paul Mauriat Performer(s): Dalida; Henri Salvador
Ce soir la mer et le ciel Ce sont donnés rendez-vous Pour faire un monde irréel du Lavandou
Et sur la plage doré Le sable c'est plus doux Le ciel s'endort sur la mer joue contre joue
Que m'importe un si beau soir Eclatant de mille feux Si je ne peut pas le voir dans vos yeux Que m'importe si le vent Murmure des mots très doux Si mon cur ne les attend que de vous
Ce soir la mer et le ciel C'était donnés rendez-vous Pour faire un monde irréel rien que pour nous
La vie l'aligne sur le grève En un collier de rêve C'est mille diamants Et l'âme reflète l'image D'un ciel sans nuage tout piqué d'argent Tout autour de moi semble dire l'ivresse de vivre Mais seul je suis triste Pourtant
Ce soir la mer et le ciel C'était donnés rendez-vous Pour faire un monde irréel Rien que pour vous Et sur le sable mouillé Avec un dernier remous Frissonne et meurt effacés mes rêves Mes rêves fous
Ciribiribin ((Dutch, English, & Italian Versions: Chiribiribin (Willy & Willeke Alberti); Ciribiribin (They're So in Love) (Harry James); Ciribiribin (Grace Moore)) Composer(s): Alberto Pestalozza - Léo Lelievre - Henri Christiné Performer(s): Elyane Célis and multiple other artists
Délaissant sa jeune femme Qui pousse un profond soupir Le mari vieux et sans flamme Dans sa chambre va dormir Alors se sentant renaître Et bravant le Bartolo Elle court à la fenêtre Écouter son Roméo Dans son refrain le troubadour Redit joyeux ce mot d'amour Toujours Toujours Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin
Ciribiribin, vite ouvre-moi Je veux chanter auprès de toi Ciribiribin, ce mot n'est rien Cependant tu le comprends bien Ciribiribin, je veux monter Te prendre afin de me griser Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin, un doux baiser
N'étant pas du tout rebelle Pour mieux l'entendre chanter Sa charmante ritournelle Elle dit: tu peux monter Puisque mon époux me sèvre De ce refrain si charmant Je l'apprendrai sur ta lèvre En t'enlaçant tendrement Bientôt après au troubadour Elle disait ce mot d'amour Toujours Toujours Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin
Ciribiribin, cet air me plaît Reprenons le dernier couplet Ciribiribin, mon mari dort Mon chéri répétons encore Ciribiribin, ô mon amant Viens me refaire gentiment Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin, un doux serment
Tout à coup l'époux s'éveille En entendant le duo Sa fureur est sans pareille Pourtant il ne souffle mot Car il n'empêchera guère Les deux amants de chanter Et ne pouvant rien y faire Il murmure dépité Entre les bras du troubadour Elle a chanté ce mot d'amour Toujours Toujours Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin
Ciribiribin, l'air menaçant La lune me montre un croissant Ciribiribin, quand il ne peut Chanter ce refrain amoureux Ciribiribin, le vieux mari Par son épouse, est chaque nuit Ciribiribin Ciribiribin Ciribiribin, toujours puni
Rendez-Vous À Brazilia Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Georges Garvarentz; Clement Nicolas Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Le coeur du Brésil s'élance Dans un carnaval immense Tout le pays est en transe Rendez-vous à Brazilia Aujourd'hui c'est jour de fête C'est un long cri de conquêtes Qui raisonne dans nos têtes Rendez-vous à Brazilia Que l'on soit pauvre ou bien riche Croyant Dieu ou les fétiches C'est la joie que l'on affiche De Rio jusqu'à Bagna On a refermé les églises Et la foule se déguise Pour s'amuser à sa guise Rendez-vous à Brazilia Du marché à la chapelle Les piazzas jusqu'aux ruelles On s'appelle on s'interpelle Rendez-vous à Brazilia De toutes parts la joie fuse Les gens rient les gens s'amusent Les chanteurs trouvent leur muse Rendez-vous à Brazilia Dans ce joyeux tintamarre De couicases et de guitares Dansent des masques bizzares Frappant leur sol de leurs pas Et les confettis en cascade Tombent sur les mascarades L'amour est en embuscade Rendez-vous à Brazilia Bras au ciel on s'abandonne Mais que Rio nous pardonne Si déjà ce cri raisonne Rendez-vous à Brazilia Non ce n'est plus un mirage Tout est prêt pour le voyage Carioca fait tes bagages Rendez-vous à Brazilia Oh samba samba légendaire Voit le sang de cette terre Vers la ville de lumières Demain tu nous conduiras Que l'amour brûle dans nos veines Que la danse nous déchaîne Pour la féerie brésilienne Rendez-vous à Brazilia
The Proper Ornaments Composer(s): Chris Dedrick Performer(s): The Free Design
Ba Ba Ba... Ornaments of Life, ornaments of life Theres your brand new car, sir, heres your hat and gloves Theres your pretty wife, sir, whom you almost love
Theres your color TV set and your impressive pad Theres your little baby girl youre almost glad you had Such a pretty dress, miss, such a graceful walk Bubbling femininity, authoritative talk Theres your man hes prominent; treats you like a queen All your little secrets kept, your reputations clean The proper ornaments of life
Gotta have status have a paid vacation have an intellectual education ornaments of life proper ornaments of life
Fur coats, jewels and laces, bright red lipstick, big cars, money, tuxes and top hats hide behind the mask of clothes and makeup: ornaments Theres your brand new car, sir, heres your hat and gloves Theres your pretty wife, sir, whom you almost love Theres your color TV set and your impressive pad Theres your little baby girl youre almost glad you had
Whats behind that countenance Whats behind the lace What is in your mind and heart Thats hidden by your face Behind the ornaments in your life?
Ciribiribin (They're So in Love)
((Dutch, French, & Italian Versions:
Chiribiribin (Willy & Willeke Alberti); Ciribiribin (Elyane Célis); Ciribiribin (Grace Moore))
Composer(s): Alberto Pestalozza - Harry James - Jack Lawrence
Performer(s): Harry James
and multiple other artists
When the moon hangs low in Napoli, there's a handsome gondolier Every night he sings so happily, so his lady love can hear In a manner oh gravissimo, he repeats his serenade And his heart beats so fortissimo, when she raises her Venetian shade Ciribiribin, chiribiribin, ciribiribin
Ciribiribin, he waits for her each night beneath her balcony Ciribiribin, he begs to hold her tight, but no, she won't agree Ciribiribin, she throws a rose and blows a kiss from up above Ciribiribin, ciribiribin, ciribiribin, they're so in love
Ciribiribin, ciribiribin, ciribiribin, they're so in love
Rendez-Vous ((Adapted from: Go! Go! Go! (Roy Orbison) - 1956; aka Down The Line (Ricky Nelson) - 1958))
Composer(s): Roy Orbison - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1965
J'ai un rendez-vous pour ce soir Vers les dix heures un quart Avec une fille folle de moi Je ne vous dis que ça J'avoue, oui j'ai un succès fou Les filles se battent pour avoir rendez-vous Il est maint'nant onze heures un quart Que veut dire ce retard? J'attends encore un moment Car je suis bon de temps en temps J'avoue, oui j'ai un succès fou Les filles se battent pour avoir rendez-vous Il est maint'nant minuit un quart Vraiment là tu es en retard J'attends encor' un moment Car je suis bon de temps en temps J'avoue, oui j'ai un succès fou Les filles se battent pour avoir rendez-vous Waou, il est deux heures du matin Vraiment ça c'est un lapin Mais j'attends un moment Car je suis bon de temps en temps J'avoue, oui j'ai un succès pas très fou Non, non, non Il est très dur d'avoir rendez-vous Mon succès n'est pas fou du tout Mon succès n'est, n'est, n'est pas, pas fou du tout
The Promise Composer(s): Costandinos - Vangelis Performer(s): Demis Roussos
The promise that I never asked for yet somehow I long for was my only possession a shelter and changing through fire and rain
a reason to go on and live for never took the game for and afraid of the season the lost dream that found me
and I loved again an hour, do I go from here
I love you forever you meant it when you said it I love you, I still do what will I do without you?
it can't be, just simply can't be you and I can't take it we've been (through) of moments tomorrow will guide us tomorrow will show
I love you forever you meant it I know an hour, do I go from here
I love you, I still do what will I do without you? it can't be, just simply can't be you and I can't take it we've been (through) of moments tomorrow will guide us tomorrow will show
Circus Day In Dixie
Composer(s): Albert Gumble - Jack Yellen
Performer(s): American Quartet
and multiple other artists
Everybody!
Get lively!
Circus day in Dixie Circus day in Dixie Always is a holiday You'd better hurry, honey, the parade is coming Led by that leader man, don't he look mighty grand See the funny lion, seems as if he's tryin' To keep time with that ragtime band Here come the clowns who wear the funniest clothes There's one who looks just like my old Uncle Mose See the cunning little monkey riding on a donkey At the Circus day in Dixieland
Now, the other way!
Enjoy yourself!
Let me see you smile!
Swing your head back!
Circus day in Dixie Circus day in Dixie All we need's a holiday You'd better hurry, honey, the parade is coming Led by that leader man, don't he look mighty grand See the funny lion, seems as if he's tryin' To keep time with that ragtime band Here come the clowns who wear the funniest clothes There's one who looks just like my old Uncle Mose See the cunning little monkey riding on a donkey At the Circus down in Dixieland
