Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sleep Song Composer(s): Jorma Kaukonen Performer(s): Hot Tuna
Sure a lot smaller every day. Wonder why we feel this way You don't know that I've got nothing left to say I've been blown across the water like a ship ain't got no sail That ain't no way to feel
I feel that longing loud and clear. Dead end streets and I lay here When your flying you've got nothing left to fear I've been blown across the water like a ship ain't got no sail That ain't no way to feel
Winter wind keeps blowing through the trees But life keeps breathing gaily as you please Hey now silver birches lying by the road Branches lined against the winter snow
We left the shelter yesterday. After we had played all day You can find that I've got nothing left to say 'Less your blowing cross the water like a ship ain't got no sail That ain't not way to feel 'Less your blowing cross the water like a ship ain't got no sail That ain't no way to feel
Plain Jane Composer(s): Doc Pomus; Mort Shuman Performer(s): Bobby Darin
My plain Jane never wear no lipstick or paint You know she'll never try to be what she ain't Come early in the mornin' you can hear the fella's call (woo!) Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight so we can have a ball
(Yes, sir now) Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, come out tonight, come out tonight Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, spend some time with me
Her mouth's a little too wide and her nose a wee bit long And when you take a good look at her her shape seems all wrong But she got this little somethin' that's so hard to define And I wish that little somethin' was mine, all mine, all mine! (woo!)
And ol' Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, come out tonight, come out tonight Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, spend some time with me
(Oh, wee!) (Oh, Yeah!)
I used to go with glamor girls to worship day and night But Plain Jane has a cotton dress and it don't fit her right Icould never, never tell 'ya why I love her like I do But if you took her out one fine night, you'd feel the same way I do
(won't cha now) Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, come out tonight, come out tonight Plain Jane won't cha come out tonight, spend some time with me I say, spend some time with me Woo!, Plain Jane I love her just the same Oh.... Plain Jane.....
Places That Belong To You Composer(s): James Newton Howard; Alan Bergman; Marilyn Bergman Performer(s): Barbra Streisand; and various other artists
Mornings, Evenings Days that hurry past Dreams that should have lasted Moments, Hours Slipping by as we Told each other secrets
Somehow I'll never let go of the memories Something always seems To remind me Of how it was Of what it was What it was All there was
Laughter, Love songs Footsteps that I hear Make me think you're near me
Poems, pictures Letters never mailed Boats that never sailed
Remember That even though we can't be together We're more for having loved one another We shared the sky We learnt to fly Someday when someone else's arms are around us When time has put some distance between us The years will kindly show Our memories come and go They ebb and flow like the tide
There are quiet places in my heart Ever since we parted Gentle, tender Traces of a song Places that belong to you
Sledgehammer Composer(s): Peter Gabriel First release by: Peter Gabriel - 1986 Covered by multiple other artists
You could have a steam train if you'd just lay down your tracks you could have an aeroplane flying if you bring your blue sky back
all you do is call me I'll be anything you need
you could have a big dipper going up and down, all around the bends you could have a bumper car, bumping this amusement never ends
I want to be your sledgehammer why don't you call my name oh let me be your sledgehammer this will be my testimony
show me round your fruitcage 'cos I will be your honey bee open up your fruitcage where the fruit is as sweet as can be
I want to be your sledgehammer why don't you call my name you'd better call the sledgehammer put your mind at rest I'm going to be - the sledgehammer this can be my testimony I'm your sledgehammer let there be no doubt about it
sledge sledge sledgehammer
I've kicked the habit shed my skin this is the new stuff I go dancing in, we go dancing in oh won't you show for me and I will show for you show for me, I will show for you yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you only you you've been coming through going to build that power build, build up that power, hey I've been feeding the rhythm I've been feeding the rhythm going to feel that power, build in you come on, come on, help me do yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you I've been feeding the rhythm I've been feeding the rhythm it's what we're doing, doing all day and night
Places In My Past Composer(s): James Taylor Performer(s): James Taylor; Eric Kloss
There are ladies in my life Lovely ladies in these lazy days And though I never took a wife May I say that I have loved me one or two
Of the people in my past Fading faces in a waking dream And though they never seemed to last very long There are faces I remember From the places in my past I said, all the dead-head miles And the insincere smiles Sometimes I can laugh and cry and I can't remember why But I still love those good times gone by Hold on to them close or let them go I don't know I just seem to sing these songs And say I'm sorry for the friends I used to know
Place To Be Composer(s): Nick Drake Performer(s): Nick Drake
When I was younger, younger than before I never saw the truth hanging from the door And now I'm older see it face to face And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place
And I was green, greener than the hill Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still Now I'm darker than the deepest sea Just hand me down, give me a place to be
And I was strong, strong in the sun I thought I'd see when day is done Now I'm weaker than the palest blue Oh, so weak in this need for you
Junger Tag First performance by: Gitte Hænning - 1973
Die Dunkelheit mit ihren Sorgen Flieht vor dem Tag zu den Sternen hinauf Das erste Licht ruft nach dem Morgen Und die Sonne geht auf
Junger Tag, ich frage dich Was ist dein Geschenk an mich? Bringst du Tränen von gestern zurück Oder neue Liebe und neues Glück? Dreh' dich um und zeig dein Gesicht Junger Tag, enttäusche mich nicht
Durch Zeit und Raum fliegen die Träume Und kämpfen noch mit den Schatten der Nacht Doch Sonnenlicht fällt durch die Bäume Und die Erde erwacht
Junger Tag, ich frage dich Was ist dein Geschenk an mich? Bringst du Tränen von gestern zurück Oder neue Liebe und neues Glück? Dreh' dich um und zeig dein Gesicht Junger Tag, enttäusche mich nicht
Junger Tag, was bringt der Wind Wenn ein neues Licht beginnt? Bringt er Tränen von gestern zurück Oder neue Liebe und neues Glück? Ich bitte dich, erzähle es mir Junger Tag, dann vertraue ich dir
Junger Tag, dann vertraue ich dir Junger Tag, dann vertraue ich dir
Pizzaiolo Composer(s): Claude Barzotti; L. D'Alché Performer(s): Claude Barzotti
Il a quitté sa terre natale Tous ses parents et ses amis Par une nuit remplie d'étoiles Entre Sorrente et Amalfi...
Dans sa valise un idéal Qui l'a améné à Paris Tout en haut de la rue Pigalle Par un matin mouillé de pluie...
Il ne savait pas à quel point Il avait de l'or dans ses mains Et tenait ça de son grand- père De faire sauter la pâte en l'air
{Refrain:} Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Criaient en coeur tous les enfants En courant vers lui en chantant! Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Toutes les femmes venaient pour lui Laissant derrière elles leur mari... Il était grand, il était beau Il sentait bon le pain tout chaud Elles l'appelaient Rigoletto
Au petit restaurant "chez tony" Où il commença un lundi Il remplaça un vieux serveur Parti se marier à l'Equateur...
Le soir quand il rentrait chez lui Les plus jolies filles de la nuit Voulaient toutes l'installer chez elles Dans les parfums et la dentelle...
Il préférait sous les étoiles Rêver seul de sa terre natale En compagnie de son grand-père Et faire sauter la pâte en l'air...
{Refrain:} Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Criaient en coeur tous les enfants En courant vers lui en chantant! Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Toutes les femmes venaient pour lui Laissant derrière elles leur mari... Il était grand, il était beau Il sentait bon le pain tout chaud Elles l'appelaient Rigoletto
Mais un jour un Napolitain Roi de l'olive et du raisin Commanda une regina Vous devinez ce qu'arriva...
Le succés fut phénoménal On vint de Londres de Montrèal Et on livra sur des motos Une pizza Rigoletto
{Refrain:} Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Criaient en coeur tous les enfants En courant vers lui en chantant Pizzaiolo! dai! dai! plus haut! Toutes les femmes venaient pour lui Laissant derrière elles leur mari...
Pizza Pie Composer(s): Norman Fox Performer(s): Norman Fox
Well, we were standing on the sidewalk Just admiring the view And we thought that we would go down down And find something to do And we saw this place upon the corner And it looked real swell So we opened the door, we went inside This is what we yelled Now pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Hey pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Well, I got a chick I really dig I'm gonna love her all of my life I'm gonna take her home and marry her And keep her for my wife And when the people come and ask me the question I'm a-gonna tell them why 'Cause she stands in the kitchen And makes me all those great big pizza pies Now pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Hey pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Well-oh-well-oh-well, the time went by, we had some kids And they're the apple of my eye And they're growing big and strong and tall They got their heads right up to the sky And some may wonder why they're so healhty This is my reply 'Cause they were born in bread and always fed On great big pizza pie Now pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Hey pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Well-oh-well-oh-well, now I'm getting old Hey brother, and I'm getting ready to die But there's one request that I must make Before I hit the sky And that request is something no man in his right mind Did not deny 'Cause when they put me six feet under I'm taking a great big pizza pie Now pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Hey pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i Hey pizza pie-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Tourada Composer(s): Fernando Tordo; Ary dos Santos First performance by: Fernando Tordo - 1973
Não importa sol ou sombra camarotes ou barreiras toureamos ombro a ombro as feras Ninguém nos leva ao engano toureamos mano a mano só nos podem causar dano espera
Entram guizos chocas e capotes e mantilhas pretas entram espadas chifres e derrotes e alguns poetas entram bravos cravos e dichotes porque tudo o mais são tretas
Entram vacas depois dos forcados que não pegam nada Soam brados e olés dos nabos que não pagam nada e só ficam os peões de brega cuja profissão não pega
Com bandarilhas de esperança afugentamos a fera estamos na praça da Primavera
Nós vamos pegar o mundo pelos cornos da desgraça e fazermos da tristeza graça
Entram velhas doidas e turistas entram excursões entram benefícios e cronistas entram aldrabões entram marialvas e coristas entram galifões de crista
Entram cavaleiros à garupa do seu heroísmo entra aquela música maluca do passodoblismo entra a aficionada e a caduca mais o snobismo e cismo...
Entram empresários moralistas entram frustrações entram antiquários e fadistas e contradições e entra muito dólar muita gente que dá lucro as milhões
Pivete Composer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Francis Hime
No sinal fechado Ele vende chiclete Capricha na flanela E se chama Pelé Pinta na janela Batalha algum trocado Aponta um canivete E até Dobra a Carioca, olerê Desce a Frei Caneca, olará Se manda pra Tijuca Sobe o Borel Meio se maloca Agita numa boca Descola uma mutuca E um papel Sonha aquela mina, olerê Prancha, parafina, olará Dorme gente fina Acorda pinel
Zanza na sarjeta Fatura uma besteira E tem as pernas tortas E se chama Mané Arromba uma porta Faz ligação direta Engata uma primeira E até Dobra a Carioca, olerê Desce a Frei Caneca, olará Se manda pra Tijuca Na contramão Dança pára-lama Já era pára-choque Agora ele se chama Emersão Sobe no passeio, olerê Pega no recreio, olará Não se liga em freio Nem direção
No sinal fechado Ele transa chiclete E se chama pivete E pinta na janela Capricha na flanela Descola uma bereta Batalha na sarjeta E tem as pernas tortas
Skyliner Composer(s): Charlie Barnet Performer(s): The Manhattan Transfer
I'm hurrying home to you I'm through with being lonely I'm hurrying home to you Don'cha know you're my one and only Fast fast travelin' fast dear The quarrels of the past we'll keep 'em in the past
(Higher Higher Ever Higher)
Skyliner Skyliner flying so freely We seem to really touch heaven Sunbeams all dance on your wings where the light falls And then when night calls
Stars giving a show for the people below the sky
(I'll get home sooner if the)
Jet streams behind me memories remind me Your love will guide me Skyliner fly
(Right to your lover and then)
You'll hold him closely And sing to him sweetly Skyliner Skyliner
A silver stream that's crystallized Shining its rays across the sky
('n bye and bye the clouds roll by)
Why don't we dig that crazy kingdom in the sky, that
Hi-fly swinging in the Sky-liner Just forgetting the troubles below me
Flyin' in the sky It's a natural kind of high When you're ridin' in the atmosphere The steadily movin' ozone will direct you to this song you want to hear
Hey (you dig me) If I'm dreaming shake me(better believe it) Say (you wig me) If I'm sleeping wake me
It's a little short time now upon this place We're workin' a lot n' frettin' about The who have n' who have not So please just take a moment out And move a little closer We will sing this song and try to make you happy
Giving a show for the people below as we fly Hearing the beat of the motors repeat with a sigh
(And so we're riding on the)
Skyliner Skyliner (I'm hurrying home to you, I'm through with being lonely) flying so freely (I'm hurrying home to you, don'cha know you're my one and only) We seem to really touch heaven (Fast fast hurrying fast dear-the quarrels of the past we'll keep 'em in the past)
Sunbeams all dance on your (I'm gonna be holdin' you, And now I'm feelin' jumpy) wings where the light falls (I'm gonna be holdin' you, I don't care if the ride gets bumpy) Then when the night calls (Fast fast travelin' fast dear)
Più Su Composer(s): Renato Zero Performer(s): Renato Zero
E poi di colpo eccomi qua sarei arrivato io in vetta al sogno mio com'è lontano ieri e poi più in alto e ancora su fino a sfiorare dio e gli domando io signore perché mi trovo qui se non conosco amore sboccia un fiore malgrado nessuno lo annaffierà mentre l'aquila fiera in segreto a morire andrà il poeta si strugge al ricordo di una poesia questo tempo affamato consuma la mia allegria canto e piango pensando che un uomo si butta via che un drogato è soltanto un malato di nostalgia che una madre si arrende un bambino non nascerà che potremo restare abbracciati all'eternità e poi ti ritrovo qui puntuale al posto tu tu spettatore vuoi davvero che io viva il sogno che non osi vivere te questa vita ti sfugge se tu non la fermerai se qualcuno sorride tu non tradirlo mai la speranza è una musica antica e un motivo in più canterai e piangerai insieme a me dimmi lo vuoi tu sveleremo al nemico quel poco di lealtà insegneremo i perdono a chi dimenticare non sa la paura che senti è la stessa che provo io canterai e piangerai insieme a me fratello mio più su più su più su ed io mi calerò nel ruolo che ormai è mio finché ci crederò finché ce la farò più su più su più su fino a sposare il blu fino a sentire che ormai sei parte di me più su più su
Più O Meno Composer(s): Renato Zero Performer(s): Renato Russo
Più vivi e meno sai più spendi e meno hai più o meno, sei qui in lista anche tu... chissà se uscirà il tuo terno, chissà! Più o meno umanità più o meno libertà chi vola, e chi no chi vorrebbe...e non può Ferirsi, no! Tradirsi, no! se poi, scopri che, il male tuo, è dentro di te se potessi chiamare amore la rabbia, che ho dentro me potessi ricominciare, ricomincerei con te Ricominciamo! Ricominciamo! Ho un'anima in più più vera, di più... se resti con me tornerò ad essere un re! Ricominciamo! No! Fermarsi, no! Fuggire, no! Perdersi, no! Se oscurasiomo i sentimenti sarebbe notte, e poi... Pianetti spenti stelle cadenti, noi! Fa che non sai così!
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
