Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Skyline Pigeon Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin First release by: Elton John - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Turn me loose from your hands Let me fly to distant lands Over green fields, trees and mountains Flowers and forest fountains Home along the lanes of the skyway
For this dark and lonely room Projects a shadow cast in gloom And my eyes are mirrors Of the world outside Thinking of the way That the wind can turn the tide And these shadows turn From purple into grey
For just a Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day He can spread his wings And fly away again Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind
Just let me wake up in the morning To the smell of new mown hay To laugh and cry, to live and die In the brightness of my day
I want to hear the pealing bells Of distant churches sing But most of all please free me From this aching metal ring And open out this cage towards the sun
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Composer(s): Bob Merrill Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; Bing Crosby; Bob Hope
(There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) And I walk up and down 'neath the clock (By the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) But I ain't got a thing left to hock
She was peaches, she was honey, and she cost me all my money 'cause a whirl 'round the town was her dream (was her dream) Took her dancin', took her dinin' till her blue eyes were shinin' With the sights that they never had seen (never seen) If you should run into a golden-haired angel And ask her tonight for a date She'll tell you somewhere there's a rich millionaire Who is calling again about eight
(There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) And I've just gotta get five or ten (five or ten) (From the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) Gotta be with my angel again
She was peaches, she was honey, and she cost me all my money 'cause a whirl 'round the town was her dream (was her dream) (Took her dancin', took her dinin' till her blue eyes were shinin') (With the sights that they never had seen) If you should run into a golden-haired angel And ask her tonight for a date She'll tell you somewhere there's a rich millionaire Who is calling again about eight
(There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) And I've just gotta get five or ten (five or ten) (From the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania) Gotta be with my angel again Gotta be with my angel again
Tom Tom Tom First performance by: Marion Rung - 1973
Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom I hear the music Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom That's how it goes
Music wakes me up every morning Skylight seem to bring on the sun Bluebirds chase my blues with the dawning I don't mind the work to be done
Your smile makes my life worth the living And tells me how lucky I am To share in the love you are giving Every day, in every way
Every city sound has a rhythm Rhythm with the beat of my heart Begging me to sing along with him Telling me to give love a start
Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom I hear the music Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom That's how it goes
All day long, the hurry and scurry Tangled is the web that we weave Let the others whisper and worry As for me, my heart's on my sleeve
Your smile makes my life worth the living And tells me how lucky I am To share in the love you are giving Every day, in every way
Nightingales all welcome the nighttime Soothing me to sleep with their song Your love came along at the right time Love that keeps me singing along
Ah... Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom I hear the music Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom Tom That's how it goes
Yeah Tra la la la la la la la la Ra la la la la la la la Ra la la la la la la la la Ra la la la la la la la
Your smile makes my life worth the living And tells me how lucky I am To share in the love you are giving Every day, in every way
Nightingales all welcome the nighttime Soothing me to sleep with their song Your love came along at the right time Love that keeps me singing along It's love that keeps me singing along
Pittsburgh Stealers Composer(s): Larry Kingston; Jim Rushing Performer(s): The Kendalls
Found myself in Pittsburg Working in the steal mill An' I was a southern girl Who's husband did the same But he pulled the night shift And I worked the day shift And it came too easy For us to play the game
They could call us, the Pittsburg Stealers Stealing half of us, and cheatin' on a time or two We both know the score, but we run back for more And tonight, the Pittsburg Stealers played again
Mornin' will find us With a night of love behind us On a back street of Pittsburg Time after time Just "touch and go" lovers Runnin' for cover And ev'ry time we meet We're layin' it all along the line
They could call us, the Pittsburg Stealers Stealing half of us, and cheatin' on a time or two We both know the score, but we run back for more And tonight the Pittsburg Stealers played again
Skylark Composer(s): Hoagy Carmichael; Johnny Mercer First recording/First release by: Gene Krupa & His Orch. (vocal: Anita O'Day) - 1941/1942 Covered by multiple other artists
Skylark Have you anything to say to me? Won't you tell me where my love can be? Is there a meadow in the mist Where someone's waiting to be kissed?
Skylark Have you seen a valley green with spring? Where my heart can go a journeying Over the shadows and the rain To a blossom covered lane
And in your lonely flight Haven't you heard the music of the night? Wonderful music Faint as a will o' the wisp Crazy as a loon Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Skylark I don't know if you can find these things But my heart is riding on your wings So if you see them anywhere Won't you lead me there
And in your lonely flight Haven't you heard the music in the night? Wonderful music Faint as a will o' the wisp Crazy as a loon Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
Oh, Skylark I don't know if you can find these things But my heart is riding on your wings So if you see them anywhere Won't you lead me there
Als 'T Om De Liefde Gaat Composer(s): D. Holten; H. Van Hemert First performance by: Sandra & Andres - 1972
Na, nana, nanananana Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn, aha Na, nana, nanananana Wat zou je doen om nog vandaag van mij te zijn?
Hé, moet ik orgineel zijn of is dat nog te vroeg? Doe jij maar gewoon, dat's gek genoeg Na, nana, nanananana 't Is nog de vraag, ben ik van jou of jij van mij?
Ach, wat is 't moeilijk om een eerlijk mens te zijn Als 't om versieren gaat Je kunt niet altijd zeggen wat je werkelijk voelt Je bent bang dat je een flater slaat
Ja, mensen, doe gewoon, we doen al gek genoeg Vooral als 't om liefde gaat
Na, nana, nanananana Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn, mmm-mmm Na, nana, nanananana Wat zou je doen om nog vandaag van mij te zijn?
O, moet ik orgineel zijn of is dat nog te vroeg? Doe jij maar gewoon, dat's gek genoeg Na, nana, nanananana 't Is nog de vraag, ben ik van jou of jij van mij?
Ach, wat is 't moeilijk om een eerlijk mens te zijn Als 't om de liefde gaat Je kunt niet altijd zeggen wat je werkelijk voelt Je bent bang dat je een flater slaat
Ja, mensen, doe gewoon, we doen al gek genoeg Vooral als 't om liefde gaat
Na, nana, nanananana Wat zal ik doen om nog vandaag van jou te zijn? Na, nana, nanananana Nana, nana, nana, nananananana
Pistol Packin' Mama Composer(s): Al Dexter Performer(s): Al Dexter; and various other artists
Lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret Was I havin fun! Until one night she caught me right And now I'm on the run
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing And I'll woo you every day I'll be your regular mama And I'll put that gun away
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!
Oh, she kicked out my windshield And she hit me over the head She cussed and cried and said I lied And she wished that I was dead
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
We're 3 tough gals From deep down Texas way We got no pals They don't like the way we play We're a rough rootin' tootin' shootin' trio But you ought to see my sister Cleo She's a terror make no error But there ain't no nicer terror Here's what we tell her
Lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Pappy made a batch of corn The revenuers came The draugh was slow So now they know You can't do that to Mame
Lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, singing songs in a cabaret Was I havin fun! Until one night it didn't seem right And now I'm on the run
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
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
