Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sky Pilot Composer(s): John Weider; Victor Briggs; Barry Jenkins; Eric Burdon First release by: The Animals - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
He blesses the boys as they stand in life The smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine He's here to help them all that he can To make them feel wanted he's a good holy man
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly You'll never never never reach the sky
He smiles at the young soldiers Tells them it's all right He knows of their fears in the forthcoming fight Soon there'll be blood and many will die Mother and fathers back home they will cry
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly You'll never never never reach the sky
He humbles a prayer and it ends with a smile The order is given they move down the line But he'll stay behind and he'll meditate But it won't stop to bleeding or is the hate
As the young men move out into the battle zone He feels good with god you're never alone He feels so tired and he lays on his bed Hopes the men will find courage In the words that he's said
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly You'll never never never reach the sky
You're soldiers of god you must understand The fate of your country is in your young hands May god give you strength do your job really well If it all was worth in only time it will tell
In the morning they returned with tears in their eyes The stench of death drifts up to the skies A young soldier so it looks at the sky bright Remember the words thou shalt not kill
Pissin' In The Wind Composer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker Performer(s): Jerry Jeff Walker
Chorus: Pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend Makin' the same mistakes, we swore we'd never make again And we're pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren
About the time I called this Guy it was four in the morning Teach me the words to the song I was humming
He just laughed and he said that the ole grey cat is sneakin' down the hall But all he wants to know is who in the hell is paying for the call
Chorus
Now this Nunn called me up, it was eight in the morning Wanted to know how in the world am I doin' He just laughed and he said get together boy, and fall on by the house Some Gonzo buddies would like to play anything your's picking now
Chorus
Now we worked and we suffered and struggled Makin' our record till we got it right Now we're waiting on the check to come sneaking down the hall Like that old time feeling That we never should have ever put the record out at all
Chorus
That the answer my friend is just pissin' in the wind The answer is pissin' in the sink
Après Toi (Dutch Version: Zonder Jou - 2006) Composer(s): Leo Leandros; Klaus Munro; Yves Dessca First performance by: Vicky Leandros - 1972
Tu t'en vas L'amour a pour toi Le sourire d'une autre Je voudrais mais ne peux t'en vouloir Désormais Tu vas m'oublier Ce n'est pas de ta faute Et pourtant tu dois savoir
Qu'après toi Je ne pourrai plus vivre, non plus vivre Qu'en souvenir de toi Après toi J'aurai les yeux humides Les mains vides, le cur sans joie Avec toi J'avais appris à rire Et mes rires ne viennent que par toi Après toi je ne serai que l'ombre De ton ombre Après toi
Même une jour si je fais ma vie Si je tiens la promesse Qui unit peut-être pour toujours Après toi Je pourrai peut-être Donner de ma tendresse Mais plus rien de mon amour
Après toi Je ne pourrai plus vivre, non plus vivre Qu'en souvenir de toi Après toi J'aurai les yeux humides Les mains vides, le cur sans joie Avec toi J'avais appris à rire Et mes rires ne viennent que par toi Après toi je ne serai que l'ombre De ton ombre Après toi
Zonder Jou (Adapted from: Après Toi - 1972) Composer(s): Leo Leandros; Klaus Munro; Yves Dessca; Mieke Performer(s): Garry Hagger - 2006
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu
Eeuwig, ik zei 'dit is voor eeuwig' 'k Zweerde trouw tot de dood In voorspoed en nood zou ik bij je zijn Maar eeuwig duurde niet zo lang En ik werd bang, dat jij niet van me hield Dus ik liet je even gaan Had ik beter niet gedaan
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee Maar wat nu, ohoh 'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij Want toen was het beter Wij hier met z'n twee
Beter, met jou was zoveel beter (zoveel beter) Maar je weet hoe het gaat, spijt komt te laat Dat zie ik nu En nu weet ik pas, toen jij er was Had ik het naar m'n zin Waarom liet ik jou toch gaan Had ik beter niet gedaan
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee Maar wat nu, ohoh 'k Wilde weer een keertje vrij Maar nu wil ik jou bij mij Want toen was het beter Wij hier met z'n twee
Weet je, mis jij mij ook een beetje Kom dan vlug naar me toe 'k Ben 't alleen zijn zo moe Ik wil je bij me
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee Maar wat nu, ohoh
Want toen was het beter Wij samen, wij samen
Zonder jou was niet zo'n goed idee Maar wat nu, 'k zit ermee Zonder jou speel ik toch echt niet mee Maar wat nu, ohoh
Had ik jou nu maar bij mij Dan liet ik je nooit meer vrij En dan wordt het beter Wij samen, wij hier met z'n twee
Uma pirueta Duas piruetas Bravo, bravo Superpiruetas Ultrapiruetas Bravo, bravo Salta sobre A arquibancada E tomba de nariz Que a moçada Vai pedir bis Que a moçada Vai pedir bis
Quatro cambalhotas Cinco cambalhotas Bravo, bravo Arequicambalhotas Hipercambalhotas Bravo, bravo Rompe a lona Beija as nuvens Tomba de nariz Que os jovens Vão pedir bis Que os jovens Vão pedir bis
No intervalo Tem cheirim de macarrão E a barriga ronca Mais do que um trovão Quero um prato Cê tá louco Quero um pouco Cê tá chato Só um pedaço Cê tá gordo Eu te mordo Seu palhaço Olha o público Cansado de esperar O espetáculo não Pode parar
Vinte piruetas Trinta piruetas Bravo, bravo Polipiruetas Maxipiruetas Bravo, bravo Sobe ao céu Fura a calota E tomba de bumbum Que a patota Grita mais um Que a patota Grita mais um
No intervalo Tem cheirim de macarrão E a barriga ronca Mais do que um leão Quero um prato Cê tá louco Quero um pouco Cê tá chato Só um pedaço Cê tá gordo Eu te mordo Seu palhaço Olha o público Cansado de esperar O espetáculo Não pode parar
Dez mil cambalhotas Cem mil cambalhotas Bravo, bravo Maxicambalhotas Extracambalhotas Bravo, bravo Salta além Da atmosfera E cai onde cair Que a galera Morre de rir Que a galera Morre de rir
Ai, minhas costelas Já tô vendo estrelas Bravo, bravo Ai, minha cachola Não tô bom da bola Bravo, bravo Lona... nuvens Tomba no hospital Uma pirueta Uma cabriola Uma cambalhota Não tô bom da bola E o pessoal Delira... Maxipirulito... Ultravioleta... Bravo, bravo!
Pirates Composer(s): Nick Thorkelson Performer(s): Peter Tork
Listen up alla you pirates You buccaneers and such Take a sad warning from my sad song And don't push your luck too much
I used to run all around town Makin' and breakin' love But all my runnin' didn't seem so cunnin' When push came down to shove
Chorus: 'Cause when I came upon you, Baby I didn't know what it was all about 'Cause when I ran, and then I ran From true love And then I ran Until my heart gave out
Thinkin' about those hot nights When the neighbors began to talk. I thought love was easy to get Until I took a walk
Now I'm here in a cold place Sittin' so all alone I didn't know it could be so bad Until I quit my happy home
Chorus
And didn't it always seem that you can't keep A good man down? But when I came of age Livin' it up was all the rage
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!
