Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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À La Folie Ou Pas Du Tout First performance by: Serge & Christine Ghisoland - 1972
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs (Moi, si je cueille la fleur des champs) Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille (Ce n'est qu'au vent que je l'effeuille)
Un peu beaucoup: ces mots nous feraient peur Ce n'est jamais assez au gré du cur L'amour n'est rien s'il ne nous rend pas fous On aime à la folie ou pas du tout On aime à la folie ou pas du tout L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
On aime à la folie ou pas du tout L'amour n'est rien quand il ne rend pas fou Mais on fait dire aux fleurs n'importe quoi On s'aime un peu beaucoup et on le croit
Sky Fits Heaven Composer(s): Madonna; Patrick Leonard Performer(s): Madonna
Sky fits heaven so fly it That's what the prophet said to me Child fits mother so hold your baby tight That's what my future could see
Fate fits karma so use it That's what the wise man said to me Love fits virtue so hold on to the light That's what our future will be
Traveling down this road Watching the signs as I go I think I'll follow the sun Isn't everyone just Traveling down their own road Watching the signs as they go I think I'll follow my heart It's a very good place to start
Traveling down my own road Watching the signs as I go Traveling down my own road And I'm watching the signs as they go
Traveling, traveling Watching the signs as I go
Hand fits giving so do it That's what the Gospel said to me Life fits living so let your judgments go That's how our future should be
Traveling down this road Watching the signs as I go I think I'll follow the sun Isn't everyone just Traveling down their own road Watching the signs as they go I think I'll follow my heart It's a very good place to start
Traveling down my own road Watching the signs as they go Traveling down my own road And I'm watching the signs as I go
The Sky Fell Down
Composer(s): Louis Alter - Edward Heyman
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
The sky fell down when I met you The green of the countryside has turned to blue I had the moon right on my fingertips And when first we kissed, there were stars on your lips To be with you just made it seem That walking on snowy clouds was not a dream You gave to me all this and heaven too When the sky fell down and I met you
El domingo me fui a la sanzala me puse las alas, me sentí mejor porque oyendo un cantar de pioneros me sentí más lleno de Patria y de amor
Fue como regresar a un lugar donde guardo raíces y luceros Fue como si mi niña cantara y, más, me abrazara en aquella canción Fui papá de un pionero de guerra aquí en esta tierra cantándole al sol
Härliga Sommardag Composer(s): Håkan Elmquist First performance by: Family Four - 1972
Morgonsol glittrar i viken Dagen gryr, sista gång blinkar Hanö fyr Ser du vår segelbåt? Hör du musiken? När vi styr mot ett nytt äventyr
Nynna en sång, tralla en trall Gnola en låt som minner om sommar Känn hur det doftar ifrån salta hav När vi nynnar en sång, trallar en trall Gnolar en låt som minner om sommar Sjung om en härlig sommardag
Vind från öst Rykande vågor med vita gäss Svällande segel Som slår när vi går mot vår ö
I en vik kastar vi ankar Tar ett dopp, har det skönt på en solvarm häll Innan i sakta mak hemåt vi vankar Över ön i en skön sommarkväll
Nynna en sång, tralla en trall Gnola en låt som minner om sommar Känn hur det doftar ifrån salta hav När vi nynnar en sång, trallar en trall Gnolar en låt som minner om sommar Sjung om en härlig sommar... sommar...
La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la
Sjung om en härlig sommar... Härliga dag, härliga sommardag
Pinto The Wonder Horse Is Dead Composer(s): Tom T. Hall Performer(s): Tom T. Hall
I read it in the paper just about a week ago It was on the back page and not many people know Boy it made me feel bad when I picked it up and read Pinto the wonder horse is dead
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together At the Saturday morning picture show The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said Pinto the wonder horse is dead
My memory goes back to when I was a little kid We believed in everything that Pinto ever did Will our kids have a hero half as brave or half as strong Pinto the wonder horse is gone
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together At the Saturday morning picture show The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said Pinto the wonder horse is dead
We believed that Pinto was the fastest horse alive If he outrun the wind itself, we never were surprised In my childhood memory full of boys grownin' to men Pinto the wonder rides again
Oh, we rode the dusty trails together At the Saturday morning picture show The dusty trails are gone now, but it hurts to hear it said Pinto the wonder horse is dead
Sky Fell Composer(s): Judy Collins Performer(s): Judy Collins; Linda S. Collins
The rain is falling down Along with the sky The colors and remembered suns Are pouring by
What will I do with the sky When it is empty?
Come to the window Put your arms around me again If you don't hold me I will wash away with the rain
What will I do with my arms When they are empty?
I'll just stand here and watch The sky fall while you Put yourself together While you gather up the time it took to Make us think we would last forever.
The window fills your face With silver and grain, You're soaking up the sky I'll never see it again
What will I do with the sky When it is empty
What will I do with my life When you have left me?
Pins And Needles Composer(s): Janis Carnes; Rick Carnes; Chip Hardy Performer(s): Reba McEntire; The Whites
Chorus: Pins and needles Needles and pins One by one I feel them at my heart again I think I'm getting over you and then Pins and needles Needles and pins
I don't know why I get uneasy Every time I hear your name I feel a sting from every memory That we made
Repeat Chorus
That tiny ache Can always find me Anytime that you are near Those little things Can still remind me That you don't care
Repeat Chorus (Pins and needles Pins and needles Pins and needles Needles and pins)
Skokiaan Composer(s): August Msarurgwa; Tom Glazer Louis Armstrong and multiple other artists
Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan Oh- far away in Africa [Please note, all oh are drawn out] Happy, happy Africa They sing bingo bango bingo They have a ball and really go Skokiaan [repeated three times]
Oh- take a trip to Africa Any ship to Africa Come on along and learn the lingo Beside a jungle bungalow Skokiaan[repeated three times]
Hot drums are drumming -Or- hot strings are strumming, and warm lips are blissful They're kissful of Skokiaan Oh- when you go to Africa Happy, happy Africa You linga longa like a King-o Right in a jungle bungalow
Skoki, skoki, skoki Skokiaan Okee dokee anybody can Skoki, skoki man oh man oh man You sing a bingo bango bingo In hokey pokey skokiaan Skokiaan
Oh- ho-far away in Africa Happy, happy Africa They singa bingo bango bingo They have a ball and really go
Oh- ho-take a trip to Africa, any ship to Africa Come on along and learn the lingo, beside a jungle bungalow Hot drums are drumming, or hot strings are strumming And warm lips are blissful, they're kissful- of skokiaan Oh-if you go to Africa, happy, happy Africa You linga longa like a king-o Right in a jungle bungalow Skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan, skokiaan Oh-right in a jungle bungalow Oh-skokiaan!!
Pins And Needles Composer(s): Joe Ely Performer(s): Joe Ely
I ain't been sleepin' I ain't been eatin' I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me You better call me I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me Or I'll Go Crazy!
I ain't been tryin' I feel like dyin' I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me You better call me I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me Or I'll Go Crazy!
I should've known when you said so long To run another telephone line The operator told me said, "Joe lay low Before You lose Your mind"
I feel forsaken, my heart is achin' I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me You better call me I been on pins and needles waitin' by the phone You better call me Or I'll Go Crazy!
Falter im Wind Composer(s): Richard Schönherz; Manuel Rigoni; Heinz Unger First performance by: Milestones - 1972
Bleib' nicht im Wald, Schmetterling und verflieg' dich nicht bei Nacht Falsch ist der Mond, sein Schattenspiel, in der Dämmerung ist kein Halt Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern Bleib' nicht in den Wäldern
Tanz um die Lichter, Schmetterling - deine Farben flammen auf Tot ist die Nacht, in deinem Tanz, ist das Leben hell wie Tag Fall nicht in die Sonne Fall nicht in die Sonne Fall nicht in die Sonne
Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht
Hell ist dein Tag, darum tanze schnell, er währt einen Flügelschlag Tanz um die Lichter, Schmetterling, bald fällt Abendnebel ein Fall nicht in die Sonne Fall nicht in die Sonne Fall nicht in die Sonne
Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht
Falter im Wind, wie Zeit, die verrinnt Wie Sand in der Hand, verweht, verbrannt Hörst du es nicht? - Ein Flügel zerbricht Ein Flüstern verspricht Licht
Pinky Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
I don't want to wake you But I'd like to tell you that I love you That the candlelight fell like a crescent Upon your feather pillow
For there's more ways than one And the ways of the world are a blessing For when Pinky's dreaming She owes the world nothing And her silence keeps us guessing
Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July Quilted and timeless, seldom denied The trial and the error of my master plan Now she rolls like the dice in a poor gambler's hands
You don't want to tell me But somehow you've guessed that I know Oh when dawn came this morning You discovered a feeling that burned like a flame in your soul
For there's toast and honey And there's breakfast in bed on a tray Oh it's ten below zero And we're about to abandon our plans for the day
Lost my partner what'll I do...
I'll get another one prettier than you...
Skip, skip, skip to my lou...
Skip to my lou my darling
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...
Skip, skip, skip to my lou...
Skip to my lou my darling
Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two by two...
Pinksterdaghotel Composer(s): A. Spyropoulos; C. Nooteboom; P. Campbell-Lyons Performer(s): Liesbeth List
Onder de oceaan der stilte op de maan rijst het Pinksterdaghotel op aard zijn spinrag De sterren staan in brand, de golven goud gevlamd en alle gasten baden in het vuurwerk
En in de lobby zorgt godin Aphrodite voor alle gasten met het paspoort van de waanzin En 7 nimfen zweven rond door de gangen van het Pinksterdaghotel
De nacht wordt zwaar en loom je brengt me naar een droom en kroont me daar tot koningin der zeeën Vanuit mijn droompaleis wordt d'aarde doods en grijs maar 't Pinksterdaghotel rijst uit het spinrag
En in de lobby zorgt godin Aphrodite voor alle gasten met het paspoort van de waanzin En 7 nimfen zweven rond door de gangen van het Pinksterdaghotel van het Pinksterdaghotel
Muistathan Composer(s): Juha Flinck; Nacke Johansson First performance by: Päivi Paunu & Kim Floor - 1972
Muistathan sä yöistä tuon suloisimman päivän ihanan sekä kauniin illan hetken jolloin käteeni ensi kerran otit omaasi lämpimään Kävelimme kahden vain hetken verran läpi puistikon poikki vanhan sillan Tuokio tuo pieni meille riitti silloin onnen antamaan
Kohtasimme keskellä ihmisten Sattumako, ei mä tiedän sen Kohtalo toi eteemme rakkauden ja onnen maan On onnea surukin osaltaan Se vain elämänä täytyy oivaltaa Miksi ihmisellä muuten oliskaan taito naurahtaa
Kävelimme kahden vain hetken verran Läpi puistikon poikki vanhan sillan Tuokio tuo pieni meille riitti silloin onnen antamaan
Unessako kenties mä näin jo sun Siitä varmaan johtui tää tunne mun Elänyt oon ennenkin hetkisen mä pienoisen
Unta varmaan se kaikki on vieläkin puisto, silta sekä kätes lämpimin Sekunnissa elin elämän melkein ikuisen
Pink Shoelaces Composer(s): Mark Grant Performer(s): Dodie Stevens; The Chordettes
Now I got a guy and his name is Dooley He's my guy and I love him truly! He's not good lookin', heaven knows! But I'm wild about his crazy clothes!
He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka-dot vest, and man, oh man! He wears tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big panama with a purple hat band!
He takes me deep sea diving in a submarine! We go to drive in moves in a limousine! He's got a whirly birdy and a twelve foot yacht! Ah, but that's a-not all he's got...
He's got tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka-dot vest, and man, oh man! He's got tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big panama with a purple hat band!
Now Dooley had a feelin' we were goin' to war So he went out and enlisted in a fightin corps! But he landed in the brig for raisin' such a storm When they tried to put him in a uniform!
He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka-dot vest, and man, oh man! He wanted tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big panama with a purple hat band!
How one day Dooley started feelin' sick So he figured that he ought to make his will out quick! He said, "Just before the angels come to carry me I want it down and right in how to burry me!"
A-wearin tan shoes with pink shoelaces A polka-dot vest, and man, oh man! Give me tan shoes with pink shoelaces And a big panama with a purple hat band!
Skip A Rope Composer(s): Jack Moran; Glenn Tubb First release by: Henson Cargill - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Skip a rope skip a rope Oh listen to the children while they play Now ain't it kinda funny what the children say Skip a rope
Daddy hates mommy mommy hates dad Last night you should've heard the fight they had It gave little sister another bad dream She woke us all up with a terrible scream
Skip a rope skip a rope...
Cheat on your taxes don't be a fool Now what was that they said about the golden rule Never mind the rule just play to win And hate your neighbor for the shade of his skin
Skip a rope skip a rope...
Stub 'em in the back that's the name of the game And mommy and daddy are who's to blame
Skip a rope skip a rope Just listen to your children while they play It's really not very funny what the children say Skip a rope skip a rope Skip a rope skip a rope
Pink Peg Slacks Composer(s): Jerry Capehart; Eddie Cochran; Hank Cochran Performer(s): Eddie Cochran
I went downtown last night, gonna dig a show Walked past the display window of a big department store When I looked inside this window, hangin' off of the racks Down there near the bottom was a great pair of pink peg slacks I gotta have 'em; yeah, what I need for 'em is cash Well well, have a lot of cash and wear crazy pink peg slacks
Well, I walked up to a salesman and said "Mister, I'm flat broke But I gotta have them pink slacks" He said, "What is this, man, a joke?" Well, I asked him how much money; He said, "add 4 and 8" I said, "Man, them pants is crazy; them's pink pair of acetate!" I gotta have 'em; yeah, what I need for 'em is cash Well well, have a lot of cash and wear crazy pink peg slacks
I went to see my baby, asked her for some dough She said, "Well, you know, I love you, honey, but what you need this money for?" Well, I talked about them baggers I saw across downtown She got a sawbuck from her daddy and I turned my Ford around I gotta have 'em; yeah, what I need for 'em is cash Well well, have a lot of cash and wear crazy pink peg slacks
Brought the Ford to a stop, rushed into the store Said, "Man, I got a sawbuck" He said, "No, you need 2 bucks more" I said, "What's the matter, can't I charge you?" He said, "You don't get these things for free" I said, "But Mister, you just don't know what those pink peggers mean to me!" I gotta have 'em; yeah, what I need for 'em is cash Well well, have a lot of cash and wear crazy pink peg slacks
