Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sur La Route Des Étoiles Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Elle, avec ses yeux couleur banlieue Couleur d'ennui, lui, sa rage au cur Rêve d'un ailleurs loin de la pluie Un d'ces jours Lili j't'enmmène loin d'ici Compte sur ton Johnny Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Elle, un peu perdue qui n'y croit plus depuis longtemps Lui, qui se résigne pas, ce soir crois-moi c'est le coup fumant Au bout de la nuit des diams, des rubis qui n'attendent que lui Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra
Seul dans la ville endormie, Johnny joue sa vie Si la chance lui sourit, a lui le paradis Mais un éclair luit du sang dans la nuit, Lili Oh Lili Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra
Elle, qui n'comprend pas, ces choses qu'on n'voit qu'au cinéma Lui, dans le journal, sa p'tite histoire qui finit mal Un d'ces jours Lili, j't'emmène loin d'ici Comte sur ton Johnny Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra Sur la route des étoiles on se reverra ............
Ziggy Stardust Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; and various other artists
Ziggy played guitar, jammin' good with Weird and Gilly The spiders from Mars, he played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
So where were the spiders while the fly tried th break our balls Just a beer light to guide us So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we was voodoo The kids was just crass. He was the nazz With God given ass He took it all too far, but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego, Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
Sur La Route De Memphis ((Adapted from: That's How I Got to Memphis (by Tom T. Hall) - 1969)) Composer(s): Tom T. Hall - Eddy Mitchell Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1976 and multiple other artists
J'écoutais le disc-jockey Dans la voiture qui m'entraînait Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
Et la radio me vantait Un truc débile qui m'endormait Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
Je viens vers toi Tu m'attends dans ta robe blanche L'amour en province Ressemble un peu à un dimanche
Sur le siège avant, le chauffeur Buvait de la bière en regardant l'heure Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
À la place du mort, un chien-loup Me jetait un regard un peu fou Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
Je viens vers toi, mais pas dans une Roll's blanche Dans un costume un peu élimé aux manches J'ai le droit de me taire et d'fumer En gardant mes menottes aux poignets Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
Pour une fois les flics ont gagné Vers chez toi je ne fais que passer Sur la route de Memphis Sur la route de Memphis
That's How I Got To Memphis ((French Version: Sur La Route De Memphis (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1976)) Composer(s): Tom T. Hall First release by: Tom T. Hall - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
If you love somebody enough You'll follow wherever they go That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis
If you love somebody enough You'll go where your heart wants to go That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis
I know if you'd seen her you'd tell me 'cause you are my friend I've got to find her and find out the trouble she's in
If you tell me that she's not here I'll follow the trail of her tears That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis
She would get mad and she used to say That she'd come back to Memphis someday That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis
I haven't eaten a bite Or slept for three days and nights That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis
I've got to find her and tell her that I love her so I'll never rest 'til I find out why she had to go
Thank you for your precious time Forgive me if I start to cryin' That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got ...
Zing A Little Song From the film "Just For You" Composer(s): Leo Robin; Harry Warren Performer(s): Bing Crosby & Jane Wyman; and various other artists
Bing: Zing, zing, zing a little zong with me I know we're not beside the Zuider Zee But when you're zittin' by the zide of me I want to zing a little zong
Zing zome zentimental melody About a chapel or an apple tree About a couple livin' happily And I'll be glad to zing along
This ain't the zeason for getting' kinda zilly You really are a dolly, a dolly and a dilly You got a reason to cuddle sorta close to me And we can do a very clever bit of close harmony
Zing, zing, zing it's gettin' late, my pet We've got a most important date to zet I'm sure that we could make a great duet And we could zing a little love zong all night long
Jane: Zing, zing, zing a little zong with me Bing: A-zing a little zong Jane: I know we're not beside the Zuider Zee Bing: And I'll be glad to zing along Jane: But when you're zittin' by the zide of me Bing: You wanta what? Jane: I want to zing a little zong
Both: Zing zome zentimental melody Bing: That's all about Jane: About a chapel or an apple tree Bing: And I'll be glad to sing along Jane: About a couple livin' happily Bing: How's that with you? Jane: Well, I'll be glad to zing it too Bing: Well, okay
Jane: This ain't the zeason for getting' kinda zilly You really are a (BING: Dolly) Ooooohhh A dolly and a dilly (BING: Oh, no) You got a reason to cuddle sorta close to me Both: And we could do a very clever bit of close harmony Jane: Zing, zing, zing it's getting late, my pet Bing: Forgot to set the date Both: I know that we could make a great duet Bing: I'll be the tenor Jane: Alto Both: And baritone Both: And we could zing a little love zong all a-night long
(Zing, zing, zing a little zong with me) (I know we're not beside the Zuider Zee) (But when you're zittin' by the zide of me) (We wanna sing) Jane: We wanna zing All: A little zong
(If we do, we gotta zing zome zentimental melody) (You gotta sing about a chapel or an apple tree) (About a couple livin' happily) (We wanna sing) Jane: We wanna zing All: A little zong
Jane: Could be the music that's got me off my noodle Bing: Could be the wiener schnitzel, uummm? Jane: Could be the apple strudels (Bing: Oohhh) Bing: When we're together, I wanna sing a serenade Both: And we could touch it up a bit and make it hit And you'll admit a little zing, zing, zing Will kill 'em at the Met You know it'll make a great duet Bing: How can we miss, hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-ah-aah Jane: With stuff like this, hah-hah-hah-hah-ooohhhh Bing: (Spoken) Are you well? Jane: (Spoken) I'll make it! Both: Oh well, we'll settle for a love song all night long
Sur La Place Composer(s): Jacques Brel First release by: Jacques Brel - 1954 Covered by multiple other artists
Sur la place chauffée au soleil Une fille s'est mise à danser Elle tourne toujours pareille Aux danseuses d'antiquités Sur la ville il fait trop chaud Hommes et femmes sont assoupis Et regardent par le carreau Cette fille qui danse à midi
Ainsi certains jours paraît Une flamme à nos yeux À l'église où j'allais On l'appelait le Bon Dieu L'amoureux l'appelle l'amour Le mendiant la charité Le soleil l'appelle le jour Et le brave homme la bonté
Sur la place vibrante d'air chaud Où pas même ne paraît un chien Ondulante comme un roseau La fille bondit s'en va s'en vient Ni guitare ni tambourin Pour accompagner sa danse Elle frappe dans ses mains Pour se donner la cadence
Ainsi certains jours paraît Une flamme à nos yeux À l'église où j'allais On l'appelait le Bon Dieu L'amoureux l'appelle l'amour Le mendiant la charité Le soleil l'appelle le jour Et le brave homme la bonté.
Sur la place où tout est tranquille Une fille s'est mise à chanter Et son chant plane sur la ville Hymne d'amour et de bonté Mais sur la ville il fait trop chaud Et pour ne point entendre son chant Les hommes ferment leurs carreaux Comme une porte entre morts et vivants
Ainsi certains jours paraît Une flamme en nos curs Mais nous ne voulons jamais Laisser luire sa lueur Nous nous bouchons les oreilles Et nous nous voilons les yeux Nous n'aimons point les réveils De notre cur déjà vieux
Sur la place un chien hurle encore Car la fille s'en est allée Et comme le chien hurlant la mort Pleurent les hommes leur destinée
Zing Zing - Zoom Zoom Composer(s): Sigmund Romberg; Charles Tobias Performer(s): Perry Como; The Andrews Sisters; Les Baxter; Percy Faith; Cyril Stapleton Orch.
Zing zing, zoom zoom My little heart goes boom When I hear this melody playin' . . .
Zing zing, zoom zoom A little simple tune Who cares what the words may be sayin' . . .
Zing zoom, zoom zoom You hear it once and soon You'll find that you're hummin' an' swayin' . . .
It's more than a waltz For after it halts It lingers with you night an' day With this song in mind Your troubles you'll find Zing zing an' zoom zoom away!
Zing zing, zoom zoom My little heart goes boom When I hear this melody playin' . . .
Zing zing, zoom zoom A little simple tune Who cares what the words may be sayin' . . .
Zing zing, zoom zoom You hear it once and soon You find that you're hummin' an' swayin' . . .
Get under a shower An' sing for an hour You'll feel like a million all day For this song is great For takin' off weight Zing zing an' zoom zoom away!
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And ladies you can Get most any man Through your matrimonial doors . . . And this song cannot miss And then add a kiss Zing zing an' zoom zoom he's yours!
Zing zing, zoom zoom My little heart goes boom When I hear this melody playin' . . .
Zing zing, zoom zoom A little simple tune Who cares what the words may be sayin' . . . Zing zing, zoom zoom You hear it once and soon You'll find that you're hummin' an' swayin' . . .
So, whether you're young Or whether you're old Or whether you work or you play . . .
Take time out, be wise Get out, vocalize An' zing, zoom zoom zoom Zing zing an' zoom zoom! Zing zing an' zoom zoom . . . . Away!
Sur La Mort D'une Cousine De Sept Ans Composer(s): Hégésippe Moreau - Georges Brassens Performer(s): Les Compagnons De La Chanson
Hélas, si j'avais su lorsque ma voix qui prêche T'ennuyait de leçons, que sur toi rose et fraîche L'oiseau noir du malheur planait inaperçu Que la fièvre guettait sa proie et que la porte Où tu jouais hier te verrait passer morte Hélas, si j'avais su!
Enfant, je t'aurais fait l'existence bien douce Sous chacun de tes pas j'aurais mis de la mousse Tes ris auraient sonné chacun de tes instants Et j'aurais fait tenir dans ta petite vie Des trésors de bonheur immense à faire envie Aux heureux de cent ans
Loin des bancs où pâlit l'enfance prisonnière Nous aurions fait tous deux l'école buissonnière Au milieu des parfums et des champs d'alentour J'aurais vidé les nids pour emplir ta corbeille Et je t'aurais donné plus de fleurs qu'une abeille N'en peut voir en un jour
Puis, quand le vieux janvier les épaules drapées D'un long manteau de neige et suivi de poupées De magots, de pantins, minuit sonnant accourt Parmi tous les cadeaux qui pleuvent pour étrenne Je t'aurais faite asseoir comme une jeune reine Au milieu de sa cour
Mais je ne savais pas et je prêchais encore Sûr de ton avenir, je le pressais d'éclore Quand tout à coup pleurant un pauvre espoir déçu De ta petite main j'ai vu tomber le livre Tu cessas à la fois de m'entendre et de vivre Hélas, si j'avais su!
Suppose Composer(s): Sylvia Dee - Greg Goehring Performer(s): Elvis Presley
Suppose no rose would ever grow again Suppose no brook would ever flow again Suppose no star should ever glow again Suppose you didn't love me Suppose there were no bees or butterflies Suppose no bird should ever cross the skies Suppose the sun should never never rise Suppose you didn't love me
It's impossible to imagine a world without a star But imagining no you is more impossible, by far Suppose the Springtime never should arrive Suppose the tall green trees should not survive Suppose I had no wish to be alive Suppose you didn't love me
It's impossible to imagine a world without a star But imagining no you is more impossible, by far Suppose the Springtime never should arrive Suppose the tall green trees should not survive Suppose I had no wish to be alive Suppose you didn't love me Suppose you didn't love me
Zing-A Zing-A Zing Boom Composer(s): Marvin Moore Performer(s): Dean Martin; Bob Crosby's Bobcats; Tito Puento & His Orch.
(Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-boom) (Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) A funny melody that keeps you singing (Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) And in your memory it keeps on ringing (Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) Can work a charm on arm and arm when two hearts are clinging So take the one you love and start to dance You will find a one way ticket to romance While music is playing and dancers are swaying The gay cabellero may feel cupid's arrow You dance with a new love you may find a true love Who will say I do love and make your heart go zing-a zing-a boom
(Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) You can't escape it once the music gets you (Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) You can't forget it for it never lets you (Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) And if you're worried or anything upsets you There's one thing that will chase away the blues Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom
While music is playing and dancers are swaying (zing-a zing-a boom) The gay cabellero may feel cupid's arrow (zing-a zing-a boom) You dance with a new love you may find a true love (zing-a zing-aboom) Who will say I do love and make your heart go zing-a zing-a boom (zing-a zing-a boom)
(Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom) Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom (You can't escape it once the music gets you Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom (Can't forget it for it never lets you) Zing-a zing-a zing-a zing-a zing boom And if you're worried or anything upsets you There's one thing that will chase away the blues (Zing-a zing-a boom zing-a zing-a boom zing-a zinga-boom) Zing-a zing-a boom boom
Supplique Pour Être Enterré À La Plage De Sète Composer(s): George Brassens Performer(s): George Brassens; Magyd Cherfi; Pierre Nicolas
La Camarde qui ne m'a jamais pardonné D'avoir semé des fleurs dans les trous de son nez Me poursuit d'un zèle imbécile Alors cerné de près par les enterrements J'ai cru bon de remettre à jour mon testament De me payer un codicille
Trempe dans l'encre bleue du Golfe du Lion Trempe, trempe ta plume, ô mon vieux tabellion Et de ta plus belle écriture Note ce qu'il faudra qu'il advint de mon corps Lorsque mon âme et lui ne seront plus d'accord Que sur un seul point: la rupture
Quand mon âme aura pris son vol à l'horizon Vers celle de Gavroche et de Mimi Pinson Celles des titis, des grisettes Que vers le sol natal mon corps soit ramené Dans un sleeping du Paris-Méditerranée Terminus en gare de Sète
Mon caveau de famille, hélas! n'est pas tout neuf, Vulgairement parlant, il est plein comme un uf Et d'ici que quelqu'un n'en sorte Il risque de se faire tard et je ne peux Dire à ces braves gens: poussez-vous donc un peu Place aux jeunes en quelque sorte
Juste au bord de la mer à deux pas des flots bleus Creusez si c'est possible un petit trou moelleux Une bonne petite niche Auprès de mes amis d'enfance, les dauphins Le long de cette grève où le sable est si fin Sur la plage de la corniche
C'est une plage où même à ses moments furieux Neptune ne se prend jamais trop au sérieux Où quand un bateau fait naufrage Le capitaine crie: "Je suis le maître à bord! Sauve qui peut, le vin et le pastis d'abord Chacun sa bonbonne et courage"
Et c'est là que jadis à quinze ans révolus À l'âge où s'amuser tout seul ne suffit plus Je connu la prime amourette Auprès d'une sirène, une femme-poisson Je reçu de l'amour la première leçon Avalai la première arête
Déférence gardée envers Paul Valéry Moi l'humble troubadour sur lui je renchéris Le bon maître me le pardonne Et qu'au moins si ses vers valent mieux que les miens Mon cimetière soit plus marin que le sien Et n'en déplaise aux autochtones
Cette tombe en sandwich entre le ciel et l'eau Ne donnera pas une ombre triste au tableau Mais un charme indéfinissable Les baigneuses s'en serviront de paravent Pour changer de tenue et les petits enfants Diront: chouette, un château de sable!
Est-ce trop demander: sur mon petit lopin Planter, je vous en prie une espèce de pin Pin parasol de préférence Qui saura prémunir contre l'insolation Les bons amis venus faire sur ma concession D'affectueuses révérences
Tantôt venant d'Espagne et tantôt d'Italie Tous chargés de parfums, de musiques jolies Le Mistral et la Tramontane Sur mon dernier sommeil verseront les échos De villanelle, un jour, un jour de fandango De tarentelle, de sardane
Et quand prenant ma butte en guise d'oreiller Une ondine viendra gentiment sommeiller Avec rien que moins de costume J'en demande pardon par avance à Jésus Si l'ombre de sa croix s'y couche un peu dessus Pour un petit bonheur posthume
Pauvres rois pharaons, pauvre Napoléon Pauvres grands disparus gisant au Panthéon Pauvres cendres de conséquence Vous envierez un peu l'éternel estivant Qui fait du pédalo sur la plage en rêvant Qui passe sa mort en vacances
Vous envierez un peu l'éternel estivant Qui fait du pédalo sur la plage en rêvant Qui passe sa mort en vacances
Supper Time ((Dutch Version: Zeven Uur (by Corry Brokken) - 1965)) Composer(s): Irving Berlin First performance by: Ethel Waters - 1933 Covered by multiple other artists
Supper time I should set the table 'cause it's supper time Somehow I'm not able 'cause that man of mine Ain't coming home no more Oh, supper time Kids will soon be yelling For this supper time While I keep from telling That that man of mine Ain't coming home no more While I keep explaining When they ask me where he's gone While I keep from crying When I bring the supper on How can I remind them To pray at their humble board How can I be thankful When they start to thank the lord Oh, lord! Supper time I should set the table 'cause it's supper time Somehow I'm not able 'cause that man of mine Ain't coming home no more Ain't coming home no more...
Zingaro Composer(s): Antonio Carlos Jobim Performer(s): Umberto Tozzi; and various other artists
Zingaro voglio vivere come te andare dove mi pare non come me e quando trovi uno spiazzo nella città montare la giostra e il disco di un anno fa
Zingaro senti l'ossido di che sa attento a non ammalarti di civiltà tua moglie col parrucchiere e' quel che vuoi la scuola ti prende i figli e non son più tuoi
Zingaro dente d'oro dell'Ungheria un piatto ei tuoi fagioli che vuoi che sia la notte io dormo al fuoco se tocca a me ma zingaro voglio vivere come te
Abito là ma vengo via costa un'enormità e poi non c'e' più poesia lei su di me pesa di più di tutta la neve che negli anni avrai visto tu
Zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te
Zingaro quel seno al lunapark e quello era il tirassegno egli occhi miei mia madre diceva zingaro finirai e adesso che sono zingaro e ha vinto lei
Sento che va sento che va delle frittelle il fumo ecco la libertà Vento che va vento che va non sono una ferrari eppure sento che amico mio amico dio dimmi la verità il pazzo sono io che amo di più che ho i nervi giù
Zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te oh zingaro voglio vivere come te
Sunshine Day Composer(s): Sol Amarfio - Teddy Osei - Mac Tontoh Performer(s): Osibisa
One two sunshine
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day
Everybody do what you're doing Your smile will bring a sunshine day
Everybody do what you're doing Your smile will bring a sunshine day
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day
Celebration We're together Come join your hands in harmony
Everybody do what you're doing Your smile will bring a sunshine day
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day
oh oh oh oh
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day
wo wo wo wo
Everybody (Everybody) do what you're doing (do what you're doing) Smile will bring a sunshine day (yes it will yes it will)
Everybody do what you're doing Smile will bring a sunshine day Everybody (Everybody) do what you're doing (do what you're doing) Smile will bring a sunshine day
Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah From the film "Song Of The South" Composer(s): Ray Gilbert; Allie Wrubel Performer(s): Johnny Mercer; and various other artists
Zip a dee doo dah, Zip a dee ay My, on my, what a wonderful day! Plenty of sunshine, headin my way Zip a dee doo dah, Zip a dee ay Mister bluebird on my shoulder Its the truth, its actual Everything is satisfactual Zip a dee doo dah, Zip a dee ay Wonderful feeling, Wonderful day!
Sunshine Cake Composer(s): Johnny Burke - Jimmy Van Heusen Performer(s): Bing Crosby & Clarence Muse and multiple other artists
We ought to bake a sunshine cake It does more good than a big thick steak (Start with a tablespoon of trouble) (Then add a smile and let it bubble off) [We ought to bake a sunshine cake] (It isn't really so hard to make) Fresh tears upon the tomb of pleasure (Kind words you needn't use a major cut) It's not from a recipe book You don't have to be a good cook (Or run to the oven and look) [With such a simple dish, all you do is wish] [So why not bake a sunshine cake] Of course it may keep your dreams awake Friends say there's nothing like the flavor Don't wait to do your friends a favor [And for goodness sake, let's bake a sunshine cake] It's got vitamins A, vitamins B (Vitamins L-o-v-e) If you're fat, it's for that (If you're thin, stuff it in) [What's wrong if you get a lot of grin] [We ought to bake a sunshine cake]
It's not from a recipe book (You don't have to be a good cook) [Or run to the oven and look] [With such a simple dish, all you do is wish] [So why not bake a sunshine cake] [Of course it may be your dreams awake] Friends say there ain't nothing like the flavor (Don't wait to do your friends a favor) [And for goodness sake, let's bake a sunshine cake]
Sunshine Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Whispering Jack Smith
A lot of cobwebs in your head You're getting rusty, so you said You're feeling badly and everything looks grey You're getting worried, yes indeed I know exactly what you need A little sunshine will make you feel OK
Give the blues a chase Find a sunny place Go and paint your face, with sunshine Pay your doctor bills Then throw away his pills You can cure your ills, with sunshine
Why don't you take your teardrops, one by one Before it gets too late Hang them up out in the sun And they'll evaporate
When the troubles start Pounding at your heart Rub the injured part, with sunshine
Give the blues a chase Find a sunny place Go and paint your face, with sunshine Pay your doctor bills Then throw away his pills You can cure your ills, with sunshine
Why don't you take your teardrops, one by one Before it gets too late Hang them up out in the sun And they'll evaporate
When the troubles start Pounding at your heart Rub the injured part, with sunshine
