Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sneaky Snake Composer(s): Tom T. Hall Performer(s): Tom T. Hall
Boys and girls take warning, if you go near the lake Keep your eyes wide open, and look for sneaky snake Now maybe you wont see him, maybe you wont hear But he'll sneak up behind you, and drink all your root beer
And then sneaky snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin' Sneaky snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin' I dont like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath
Well, sneaky snake drinks root beer, and he just makes me sick When he is not dancin', he looks just like a stick Now, he doesn't have any arms or legs, you cannot see his ears And while we are not lookin', he's stealin' all of our beer
And then sneaky snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin' Sneaky snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin' I don't like old sneaky snake; he laughs too much you see When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath
Sei escrever o teu nome Na ponta fina do lápis Mais não vou repetir O que tu já sabes Teus olhos são labaredas Avermelhados e tristes Dentro do corpo cansado A paixão resiste Esta paixão violenta Que dilacera minhalma Este medo anestesia E mata minha calma
La luz de la liberdad En el nuevo mundo mi vida La esperança el amor Mi tierra querida... Terra a terra Chão a chão Retumbante coração
Ma na na... Ma na na na ma na na... Ma na na na ma na... Ma na na na ni na na na...
Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu
Tuo neito noita on Hän luo voimalla kohtalon Hän vailla on seuraa ja lohduttamaton Ja siksi loihtii hän noituen Hän luo voimalla loitsujen Hän tavalla Seidan näin miehen kutsua saa
Hei... ma na na... Ma na na na ma na na... Ma na na na ma na... Ma na na na ni na na na...
Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu
Mies lähti Pohjolaan Tie käy kuunnellen vaistoaan Mies rakastuu noitaan Hän on ihminen maan Ja siksi on neidon mentävä Hän on noidista lentävä Käy tulella taivaan ja loitsut kaikuen soi
Hei... ma na na... Ma na na na ma na na... Ma na na na ma na... Ma na na na ni na na na...
Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu Noin noidan joiku kutsuen soi: Ma na na na...
(Lapponia, Lapponia, Lapponia, Lapponia)
( Ma na na... (Ma na na na ma na na...) (Ma na na na ma na...) (Ma na na na ni na na na...)
Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu
Lapponia - tämä on Lapponia Josta Pohjan kauniin neitosen kutsu kaikuu (Ma na na...) (Ma na na na ma na na...) (Ma na na na ma...)
Ponta De Lança Africano (Umbabarauma) Composer(s): Jorge Ben Performer(s): Jorge Ben
Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol
Joga bola, joga bola, jogador Joga bola, joga bola, corócondô Pula, cai, levanta, mete, gol, falta, cabeceia, chuta e agradece Olha que a cidade toda ficou vazia nessa tarde de domingo só para lhe ver jogar
Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol Umbabarauma, homem gol
Sneaky Feelings Composer(s): Elvis Costello Performer(s): Elvis Costello
Now everybody's breakin' up somebody else's home before somebody else starts breaking up their own I get you in my dreams You should hear the things you say I's not that it's so much fun but it's safer that way Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings you can't let those kind of feeling show I'd like to get right through the way I feel for you but I've still got a long way to go Why don't we call it a day, and we can both confess You can force me to use a little tenderness White lies, alibis, anything but say that it's true Now we could sit like lovers, staring in each other's eyes but the magic of the moment might become too much for you Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings you can't let those kind of feeling show I'd like to get right through the way I feel for you
Ponta De Areia Composer(s): Fernando Brant; Milton Nascimento Performer(s): Milton Nascimento; and various other artists
Ponta de areia, ponto final Da Bahia-Minas, estrada antural Que ligava Minas ao porto, ao mar Caminho de ferro mandaram arrancar Velho maquinista com seu boné Lembra o povo alegre que vinha cortejar Maria-fumaca não canta mais Pras mocas, flores, janelas e quintais Na praca vazia, um grito, um ai Casas equecidas, viúvas nos portais
A Fallen Star
Composer(s): James Joiner
Performer(s): Jimmy C. Newman
and multiple other artists
A star fell from heaven, right into my arms The brightest star I know I've ever seen Then I found out that it was only you with all your charms Who came into my life to fill a dream
A fallen star (a fallen star) that's what you are The twinkle in your eye came from the sky You must have been from the Milky Way A fallen star that's what you are
A fallen star (a fallen star) that's what you are The twinkle in your eye came from the sky You must have been from the Milky Way A fallen star that's what you are
Pondré Flores En Tu Lecho Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Pondré flores en tu lecho y una nube en tu almohada todo el tiempo que me queda aventura imaginaria junto al muro de tu carne y tu puerta más pagana
Pondré un río transparente y la espuma que lo araña en tu vientre confundido para que no temas nada ni la estúpida estrategia que hay detrás de estas palabras
Pondré soles en tus ojos con la luz de la mañana y el latido de mis labios cuando tiemble tu mirada a lo largo del trayecto que tus lágrimas señalan
Pondré el aire que respiro encerrado en una jaula construida por tus brazos que son mi única morada y seré como ese polvo que has pisado y aún arrastras
Most Of The Time Composer(s): Jim Reeves Performer(s): Jim Reeves
I just burned the picture that you gave me I burned all your love letters, too I know that won`t tear you from my mem`ry But tell me what else I can do
I gave away the things that remind me I hardly ever mention your name Our friends never see you beside me But I know you`re there just the same
Most of the time you`d think I`m happy Most of the time there`s someone new But most of the time I feel like cryin` And most of the time that`s what I do
Most of the time you`d think I`m happy Most of the time there`s someone new But most of the time I feel like cryin` And most of the time that`s what I do
Pomme Et Cie Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Pomme, elle s'appelait pomme Et je trouvai ça mignon Car, à part le trognon Car, à part les pépins
Oh, oh, oh, Pomme Tout est bon dans la pomme Vitamines pour le cur Ça se digère en douceur Et ça vous donne bon teint
Oh, oh, oh, Pomme Avec ses petits chaussons Je lui doit bien une chanson Mais il y avait Prune
Elle était jolie, Prune Délicieuse amoureuse Aux yeux poissons de lune Frileuse comme aucune
Car la petite Prune Était une vraie brune Brune à longueur d'année Brune de la tête aux pieds En passant par ses dunes
Mais la petite Prune Avait une copine Du nom de Clémentine Et Clémentine
Clémentine je vous dis pas Un amour de rouquine C'était comme si le soleil Se promenait à mon bras
Oh, Clémentine Oh, fruit de ma passion S'en ai fallu d'une bêtise D'un rien, d'une cerise Et c'était pour de bon
Oh, oh Cerise Vous avez deviné J'ai pas pu résister Oh, oh, Cerise Cerise t'aime Elle me disait tout le temps Avec son petit accent Qui était tout un poème
Oh, oh, Cerise Son sourire m'électrise Mais il y a eu la méprise Cette horrible nuit Où tous les chats étaient gris
Et moi, aussi Alors je confondis Cerise et Myrtille Myrtille, Myrtille Me parlez plus de Myrtille
Trêve de littérature C'est l'heure des confitures La pire des avanies
Car la Myrtille S'est collée pour la vie Avec un drôle de gibier Dont j'aurai dû me méfier Qu'a juste dit : "Permettez"
Myrtille, Myrtille Je l'ai pris en pleine poire La fin de notre histoire C'est bien fait pour ma pomme, pomme, po-pomme Pomme, pomme, po-pomme
Oh, oh, oh
Non, j'ai pas connu de courgette Et peut-être bien que je regrette J'aurai connu le gratin Dans les cours du jet-set
Mais là je fabule Ma raison fait des bulles Vaut mieux que je récapitule
Oh, oh, oh, Pomme Oh, oh, oh, Prune Oh, Clémentine Oh, oh, Cerise Oh, oh, Myrtille Quelle salade de fruits
Where We'll Never Grow Old Composer(s): James Cleveland Moore Performer(s): The Carter Family and multiple other artists
I have heard of a land on a faraway strand 'Tis a beautiful home of the soul Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die 'Tis a land where we'll never grow old
Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old
In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam We shall be in the sweet by and by Happy praise to the king through eternity sing 'Tis the land where we never shall die
Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old
When our work here is done and the life crown is won And our troubles and trials are o'er All our sorrow will end and our voices will blend With the loved ones who've gone on before
Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old Never grow old, never grow old In a land where we'll never grow old
Polvo Enamorado Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
No le temo a la vida ni a la muerte cuando siento en mi pecho palpitar tu corazón no hay poder en el mundo que consiga doblegarme por la fuerza a su razón cuando eres tierra cuando soy agua No hay misterio que oculta su secreto cuando siento en tu cuerpo que el principio es el final que la vida es el sueño que me acuna Por tu vientre más allá del bien y el mal cuando eres tierra cuando soy agua Y si al fin no somos mas que polvo seamos polvo, seamos polvo nada mas... mas polvo enamorado No hay becerros de oro suficientes ni perfumes de incienso ni coronas de laurel Que consigan sembrarme ni lo duda De alejarme un sólo instante de tu piel cuando eres tierra cuando soy agua No me importa instalarme en la locura ese infierno divino donde Dios y Lucifer inventaron al ángel y al demonio que conviven en tu cuerpo de mujer Cuando eres tierra cuando soy agua Y si al fin no somos más que polvo
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!
