Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sneakin' Sally Through The Alley Composer(s): Alan Toussaint First release by: Lee Dorsey - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Sneakin' Sally through the alley Sneakin' Sally through the alley Sneakin' Sally through the alley Trying to keep her out of sight Sneakin' Sally through the alley When up pops the wife
I said, ah I can't find nothing wrong with being friends cos sometimes She lets me use the car She said if you can't find nothing wrong with your mind You'd better find something wrong with her, her So I began to explain ah that it wasn't just ah what she thought I'd better find something to do with my time The fact is I've just been caught
Sneakin' Sally through the alley Sneakin' Sally through the alley Trying to get away clean Sneakin' Sally through the alley When up pops the queen
Trying to double talk, get myself in trouble talk, catching myself in lies Catching myself in lies Mama just looked at me as if I was, ah, crazy And didn't even bat an eye So I began to try to explain, ah that it just wasn't what she thought I'd better find something to do with my time The fact is ah just been caught, just been caught Sneakin', sneakin', sneakin'
Trying to talk doubletalk, get myself in trouble talk Catching myself in lies, catching myself in lies Mama just looked at me as if i was crazy She didn't even bat an eye
Sneakin' Sally through the alley with Sally Sneakin' Sally through the alley with Sally Sneakin' Sally through the alley Sneakin' Sally through the alley Sneakin' Sally through the alley
Polly Wolly Doodle (Traditional) Performer(s): Leon Redbone
Oh, I went down South For to see my Sal Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day My Sal, she is A spunky gal Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Oh, my Sal, she is A maiden fair Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day With curly eyes And laughing hair Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Behind the barn Down on my knees Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day I thought I heard A chicken sneeze Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
He sneezed so hard With the whooping cough Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day He sneezed his head And the tail right off Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Oh, a grasshopper sittin' On a railroad track Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day A-pickin' his teeth With a carpet tack Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Oh, I went to bed But it wasn't any use Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day My feet stuck out Like a chicken roost Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Fare thee well Fare thee well Fare thee well my fairy fay For I'm going to Lou'siana For to see my Susyanna Sing Polly wolly doodle all the day
Sneakin' Around Composer(s): Dolly Parton Performer(s): Burt Reynolds
I like fancy, frilly things High heeled shoes and diamond rings Rag time bands and western swingin' Sneakin' around with you
Well I like beer and rodeos Detective books and dominos Football games and Cheerios And sneakin' around with you
Sneakin' around with you Goin' around or two Doin' what lovers do Whenever they're sneakin' around
I like lots of cash on hand And dirty jokes about the fuller-brush man I like stuff I understand Like sneakin' around with you
You know, I like a thrill that has no strings Friendship that don't ever change And laughter from the joy of things And sneakin' around with you
Sneakin' around with you Goin' around or two Doin' what lovers do Whenever they're sneakin' around
I like drive-in picture shows Kissin' long and lovin' slow Secret places lovers go Whenever they're sneakin' around
Ooh I like the crazy things we try And the sexy things we fantasise Just makin' out in the broad day light And sneakin' around with you
Sneakin' around with you Keepin' it all brand new Gettin' the best of you Whenever we're sneakin' around
Sneakin' around, that's all I'm gonna lay down the law Watchin' her rise and fall An' lovin' our sneakin' around We're just sneakin' around Aw, we're just sneakin'
Chorus Polly, Polly, Polly Wee Polly, Polly, Polly Wee Polly, Polly, Polly Wee Polly, Polly, Polly Wee Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla Polly, Yolla, Yolla Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee Like her mighty well Like her mighty well Like her mighty well Like her mighty well Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla Polly, Yolla, Yolla Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee And I can tell And I can tell Baby, I can tell Baby, I can tell Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla Polly, Yolla, Yolla Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee (Chorus) I don't know Baby, I don't know And that ain't so And that ain't so Polly, Yolla, Yolla, Yolla Polly, Yolla, Yolla Polly Wee, Polly Wee, Polly Wee
Libera Composer(s): Luigi Albertelli; Salvatore Fabrizio First performance by: Mia Martini - 1977
Libera di parlare, libera di cercare Di fare e di disfare, di esser soltanto me Libera di capire, libera di sentire Realizzare un fine e di sbagliare da me So bene quel che voglio, quello che non voglio Ho il mio orgoglio, cosa c'entri tu Scoprirmi innamorata, ma non a te legata Donna abituata a camminar da sé (Libera di pensare, libera di mostrare) Di pensare... libera di mostrare (Di dare e di non dare), quello che piace a te Libera di provare, libera di esser madre Peccare o non peccare e di pagare da me Libera come il sole, libera come il mare Noi come due persone, libera io e te (Libera come il sole, libera come il mare) Come il sole... (Noi come due persone, libera io e te) Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na... (Libera come il sole, libera come il mare) Come il mare... (Noi come due persone), libera io e te (Libera come il sole, libera come il mare) Come il mare... (Noi come due persone), libera io e te (Libera come il sole, libera come il mare) Na na na na na na na... na na na... come il mare... (Noi come due persone, libera io e te) Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na... Libera io e te
Polka Dots And Moonbeams Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James Van Heusen Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
A country dance was being held in a garden I felt a bump and heard an Oh, beg your pardon Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream
The music started and was I the perplexed one I held my breath and said May I have the next one In my frightened arms, those polka dots and moonbeams Sparkled round a pug-nosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of other dancers As we crowded over the floor There were questions but my heart knew all the answers And perhaps a few things more
Now in a cottage built of lilac and laughter I know the meaning of the words ever after And Ill always see those polka dots and moonbeams When I kiss my pug-nosed dream
There were questions in the eyes of other dancers As we crowded over the floor There were questions but my heart knew all the answers And perhaps a few things more
Now in a cottage built of lilac and laughter I know the meaning of the words ever after And Ill always see those polka dots and moonbeams When I kiss my pug-nosed dream
Snatching It Back Composer(s): Clarence Carter; George Jackson Performer(s): Clarence Carter and multiple other artists
How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me girl
How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back That's what I wanna know right now girl
How you expect for me to get it When you keep on, doing like that
You want me, and I want you But you're afraid, that I won't be true I get your love, in the palm of my hand You change your mind, and snatch it back again
So tell me How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back Oh, you wanna tell me now, girl
How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back That's what I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
How you expect for me to get it When you keep on, doing like that
Some other man, before my time Must have loved you, and left you behind
Now you're afraid, that I'll hurt you But I won't do anything, you don't want me to
So tell me How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back Oh, I wanna know right now, right now girl
How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back You don't have to do me like that, baby
I wanna do How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back Oh you know I love you baby
How can I get your love When you keep on snatching it back ...
Well, I went for a drive in my pickup truck I picked up my girl, 'cause I wanted to Show her my gloves, 'cause she had on her mitts And I blushed brightly when she showed me her Perfume that she buys whenever Avon calls So I took off my pants, and I showed her my Polka-dot undies! My polka-dot undies!
Yeah, my polka-dot undies from Miracle Mart I said, "Look, be careful, I think I'm gonna Turn a sharp corner, and go up on the grass" She leaned out the window, and I thought I saw her Pointing to something that flashed by real quick She said, "Hey, look at that! It looks just like your Polka-dot undies!" Polka-dot undies!
Yeah, my polka-dot undies that I wear back-to-front She smiled and she said, "Have you seen my Brother's new car? The one that he stole?" Then she asked me to look up her Whole damn family, and I went into shock When I found out it was her sister who really liked Polka-dot undies! Polka-dot undies! Yeah!
Well, I took her out to dinner, but on one thing she was firm She'd swallow almost anything, except for Stories that her brother didn't like birds But hung around leather bars, and liked to eat Fish and chips, and he still sucked his thumb I said, "I don't mind!" And she kissed me on my Polka-dot undies! My polka-dot undies!
I kissed her softly, and I said, "I'll tell you what Let's roll up the windows, and I'll eat your Last bar of chocolate - the one that's in the parcel" She said, "No, no, no", and she called me a Taxi And I said, "I beg your pardon! But get me home real fast before I lose my Polka-dot undies!" Polka-dot undies!
The moral of this story, like a jewel it is gleamin' But you'll never find it in a glass of warm Milk or tea, 'cause it will not fit And you probably already think I am full of Vague innuendos and double-meanin' rhymes But I'll tell you that obscenity is all in your Polka-dot undies! Your polka-dot undies! Yeah, your edible undies! Your polka-dot undies! Yeah!
Enséñame a cantar Al salir de mi casa cuando iba a pasear Pensando en mis problemas con ganas de olvidar Me encontré a una niña sentada en el tal Tocando con un banjo cantando sin parar Enséñame a cantar enséñame a cantar Que tengo triste el corazón y necesito amar Enséñame a cantar enséñame a cantar Que tengo triste el corazón y necesito amar
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Polk Salad Annie Composer(s): Tony Joe White Performer(s): Tony Joe White; and various other artists
Some of you all never been down South too much... I'm gonna tell you a little story, so you'll understand where I'm talking about Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields and it looks something like a turnip green Everybody calls it Polk salad Now that's Polk salad Used to know a girl that lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it... Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about all they had to eat But they did all right
Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean Lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie 'Gators got your granny Everybody said it was a shame For the mama was working on the chain-gang What a mean, vicious woman
Everyday before suppertime She'd go down by the truck patch And pick her a mess of Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause the mama was working on the chain-gang Whoo, how wretched, despiteful, straight-razor totin' woman Lord have mercy
Sock a little Polk salad to me Yeah, you know what, yeah, yeah
Her daddy was a lazy and a no-count Claimed he had a bad back All her brothers were fit for Was stealing watermelons out of my truck patch
For once Polk salad Annie 'Gators got your granny Everybody said it was a shame For the mama was working on the chain-gang
Sock a little Polk salad to me You know I need a meal miss You sock a little Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah (Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon) Sock a little Polk salad to me You know I need a meal miss Sock a little Polk salad to him You know I need a meal Chinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling
Polk Salad Annie Composer(s): Tony Joe White Performer(s): Tony Joe White; and various other artists
Some of you all never been down South too much... I'm gonna tell you a little story, so you'll understand where I'm talking about Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields and it looks something like a turnip green Everybody calls it Polk salad Now that's Polk salad Used to know a girl that lived down there and she'd go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it... Carry it home and cook it for supper, 'cause that's about all they had to eat But they did all right
Down in Louisiana Where the alligators grow so mean Lived a girl that I swear to the world Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie 'Gators got your granny Everybody said it was a shame For the mama was working on the chain-gang What a mean, vicious woman
Everyday before suppertime She'd go down by the truck patch And pick her a mess of Polk salad And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk salad Annie 'Gators got you granny Everybody said it was a shame 'Cause the mama was working on the chain-gang Whoo, how wretched, despiteful, straight-razor totin' woman Lord have mercy
Sock a little Polk salad to me Yeah, you know what, yeah, yeah
Her daddy was a lazy and a no-count Claimed he had a bad back All her brothers were fit for Was stealing watermelons out of my truck patch
For once Polk salad Annie 'Gators got your granny Everybody said it was a shame For the mama was working on the chain-gang
Sock a little Polk salad to me You know I need a meal miss You sock a little Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah (Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon) Sock a little Polk salad to me You know I need a meal miss Sock a little Polk salad to him You know I need a meal Chinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling
Snart Tystnar Musiken Composer(s): Tomas Ledin Performer(s): Tomas Ledin
Om du tror på det första ögonblicket Om du vågar lita på det Då finns det ingen anledning att gå ensam härifrån Tänk på det som hänt mellan oss ikväll
Snart tystnar musiken Vi kan gå långsamt genom stan Vi kan stanna till ibland Vi kan drunkna i varann Och om sanningen skall fram Jag vill att vi skall älska, inatt
Om du vågar lita på vad du känner Om du säkert vet att det är så Då får du inte tveka, du kan inte bara gå Efter vad som hänt mellan oss ikväll
Snart tystnar musiken Vi kan gå långsamt genom stan Vi kan stanna till ibland Vi kan drunkna i varann Och om sanningen skall fram Jag vill att vi skall älska, inatt
Det finns tillfällen i livet, Som aldrig kommer igen Man känner det på sig Av nån anledning vet man att det är så
Snart tystnar musiken Vi kan gå långsamt genom stan Vi kan stanna till ibland Vi kan drunkna i varann Och om sanningen skall fram Jag vill att vi skall älska
Snart tystnar musiken Vi kan gå långsamt genom stan Vi kan stanna till ibland Vi kan drunkna i varann Och om sanningen skall fram Jag vill att vi skall älska
Politician Composer(s): Pete Brown; Jack Bruce Performer(s): Cream
Hey now baby, get into my big black car Hey now baby, get into my big black car I want to just show you what my politics are
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach I'm a political man and I practice what I preach So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach
I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight
Hey now baby, get into my big black car Hey now baby, get into my big black car I want to just show you what my politics are
I found a cigarette, circled with lipstick And the lingering of perfume in the room The look on his face, was priceless I don't think he expected me so soon I'm sure he's got, an innocent excuse
Except for the snapshot He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!) He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime! Except for the snapshot That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!) He think he's got one on me But he hasn't seen, the snapshot
He says he bought the new car strictly for business And the new clothes match the new smile on his face The extra key on his chain, must be to the office Poor baby, leaving early, staying late He's got an alibi, for every move he makes
Except for the snapshot He doesn't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!) He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime! Except for the snapshot That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!) He thinks he's got one on me But he hasn't seen, the snapshot
When he comes home tonight It'll be his surprise I had it blown up, life size! (Life size!) I'm not quite as foolish, as you thought I'd be I took everything
Including the snapshot He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!) He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime! Except for the snapshot That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!) He thinks he's got one on me But he hasn't seen the snapshot
Except for the snapshot He don't know I've got (I've got! Uh-huh!) He almost pulled off the perfect lover's crime! Except for the snapshot That puts me on top (On top! Uh-huh!) He thinks he's got one on me But wait 'til he sees the snapshot!
Polichinelle Composer(s): Charles Dumont; Jacques Plante Performer(s): Edith Piaf; Ute Lemper
Tire les ficelles Tire les ficelles Ton polichinelle Te tendras les bras Tourne la baguette Et ta marionnette Penchera la tête Et te sourira Tant que tes doigts lestes Commandent mes gestes Tu te fous du reste Ça ne compte pas Tire les ficelles Et Polichinelle Aussitôt, fera Ce que tu voudras
Tire les ficelles Tire les ficelles Ton polichinelle Fera mille tours Te dira "Je t'aime" Cachera ses peines Cachera sa haine Sous les mots d'amour J'irai dans le monde Pour que toi, dans l'ombre Tu aies le triomphe Auquel tu as droit Ton polichinelle Fera tant de zèle Que, dès qu'on nous verra On t'applaudira
Sais-tu seulement Si j'ai un cur? Sais-tu seulement Si j'ai une âme? C'est pas prévu dans ton programme De prestidigitateur
Tire les ficelles Tire les ficelles De Polichinelle Mais prends garde à toi Car il est possible Que je me délivre Des fils invisibles Qui m'attachent à toi En brisant le charme Je retrouve une âme Je redeviens femme Je redeviens moi... Faut que t'en profites On se lasse vite Et le jour viendra Où ça cassera... Où ça cassera... Où ça cassera...
Swiss Lady Composer(s): Peter Reber First performance by: Pepe Lienhard Band - 1977
Sie war ziemlich schlank sie war gertenschlank und manchmal nahm er sie aus seinem Schrank
dann machte er Musik und legte zärtlich die Hand um sie Er spielte Rock'n'Roll er spielte Dixieland und war bekannt als die "One-man-mountain Band" Er sagte: "Durch sie allein ist die Welt voll Musik sie gibt mir alles und vergiát mich nie"
Sie ist meine Swiss Lady und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
und wer sie einmal gehört hat der kann mich sicher versteh'n Ja sie ist meine Swiss Lady und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
und wer sie einmal gehört hat weiá
nur ein Alphorn klingt so schön
Jahu duhu jahu duhu jahu Swiss Lady Jahu Swiss Lady jahu
Wenn er nach Hause kam nahm er sie in den Arm
wo er sie liebevoll auseinandernahm
doch vorher spielte er nochmal im Dixiestil Und sind in tiefer Nacht die Leute aufgewacht und haben sich beschwert dann hat er nur gelacht Er sagte: "lch lad' euch ein und wir feiern ein Fest
weil meine Lady noch nicht schlafen will" Sie ist meine Swiss Lady und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
Jahu duhu jahu duhu jahu Swiss Lady
Sie ist meine Swiss Lady und ich ein Mann aus den Bergen
Police On My Back Composer(s): Eddy Grant Performer(s): Equals; and various other artists
Well, I'm a runnin', police on my back I've been hiding, police on my back They were shooting, police on my back And the victim, well, he won't come back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' down the railway track Could you help me, police on my back They will catch me if I dare drop back Come and give me all the speed I had
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done?
I'm still runnin' down the railway track Could you help me, police on my back They will catch me if I dare drop back Come and give me all the speed I had
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' down the railway track Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back Help!
Yes, I'm still runnin' down the railway track Could you help me, police on my back They will catch me if I dare drop back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin', police on my back Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back Yes, I'm a runnin', police on my back What have I done? Tell me, please, somebody
Snap Your Fingers Composer(s): Grady Martin; Alex Zanetis Performer(s): Joe Henderson
Snap your fingers, I'll come runnin' Back to you-ou on bended knee Snap your fingers (doo-doo), I'll come runnin' (doo-doo) I'll be true (doo-doo-doo), take a chance on me (doo-doo-doo)
Let your light turn green, baby, I've gotta know Give me some kind of clue, should I stay or go? Let me love you like a lover, un-huh, that you used to know Turn the key and let me in through that same old door
(wah-wah-wah-wah) I had it but I lost it Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"Well, listen"> I don't care what the cost is I know I got to find my way back in
Snap your fingers, baby, I'll come runnin' I'll do anything to get back again
(wah-wah-wah-wah)
I had it but I lost it Now I've got a broken heart to mend <"But, baby, listen"> I don't care what the cost is I've got to find my way back in
("So if you'd just") Snap your fingers (doo-doo-doo) I'll come runnin' (doo-doo-doo) I'll do anything (doo-doo-doo) to get back again
