Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Where have you been all the day, Henry my son? Where have you been all the day, my currant bun? In the woods, dear mother In the woods, dear mother Mother be quick I got to be sick and lay me down to die
What did you do in the woods all day, Henry my boy? What did you do in the woods all day, my saveloy? Ate, dear mother Ate, dear mother Mother be quick I got to be sick and lay me down to die
What did you eat in the woods all day, Henry my son? What did you eat in the woods all day, my pretty one? Eels, dear mother Eels, dear mother Mother be quick I got to be sick and lay me down to die
What color were those eels, Henry my boy? What color were those eels, my pride and joy Green and yeller Green and yeller Mother be quick I got to be sick and lay me down to die
Those eels were snakes, Henry my son Those eels were snakes, my pretty one Urgh, dear mother Urgh, dear mother Mother be quick I got to be sick and lay me down to die
Don't Break My Heart Composer(s): Mihai Alexandru - Nicola First performance by: Nicola - 2003
Have you ever known what the friends are for? Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
Have you ever known what the friends are for? Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
Even if you fail, just try again Listen to your heart, you'll find your way You gotta learn to live Don't you understand, oh baby?
Have you ever known what the friends are for? Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
Have you ever known what the friends are for? Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
You gotta learn to smile, you're still so young Let's make a deal, don't waste your time You gotta learn to fight Do you understand, oh baby? Do you understand, oh baby?
Please don't break my heart 'Cause I don't wanna cry
Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
Have you ever known what the friends are for? Have you ever listened to your heart and lie no more? If you wanna count on me, I'd never let you down But don't break my heart 'cause I don't wanna cry
Henry Lee Composer(s): Nick Cave Performer(s): Nick Cave
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird lit down on Henry Lee I can't get down and I won't get down And stay all night with thee For the girl I have in that merry green land I love far better than thee And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird lit down on Henry Lee She leaned herself against a fence Just for a kiss or two And with a little pen-knife held in her hand She plugged him through and through And the wind did roar and the wind did moan La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird lit down on Henry Lee Come take him by his lilly-white hands Come take him by his feet And throw him in this deep deep well Which is more than one hundred feet And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird lit down on Henry Lee Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee Till the flesh drops from your bones For the girl you have in that merry green land Can wait forever for you to come home And the wind did howl and the wind did moan La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Spring Is Here (In Person)
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
Spring is here in person
How does it look for tonight
Let your Pa and Ma do the cursin'
It's Spring in person that makes it bright
We can knock each care down
So let's be happy for spite
And let's be letting our hair down
How does it look for tonight
Spring is here in person
How does it look for tonight
Let your Pa and Ma do the cursin'
It's Spring in person that makes it bright
We'll make light as a feather
So let's be happy for spite
And let's be getting together
How does it look for tonight
An Ulsterman I am proud to be From the Antrim Glens I come Although I labour by the sea I have followed flag and drum I have heard the martial tramp of men I've seen them fight and die Ah, lads, I well remember when I followed Henry Joy
I pulled my boat up from the sea I hid my sails away I hung my nets on a greenwood tree And I scanned the moonlit bay The boys were out, and the Redcoats too I kissed my wife goodbye And in the shade of the greenwood glade I followed Henry Joy" In Antrim town the tyrant stood He tore our ranks with ball But with a cheer and a pike to clear We swept them o'er the wall Our pikes and sabres flushed that day We won, but lost, ah, why? No matter lads, I fought beside And shielded Henry Joy
Ah, boys, for Ireland's cause we fought For her and home we bled Though our pikes were few still our hearts beat true And five to one lay dead And many a lassie mourned her lad And mother mourned her boy For youth was strong in that gallant throng Who followed Henry Joy
Eighties Coming Back Composer(s): Vaiko Eplik First performance by: Ruffus - 2003
You thought you had it coming But now you really, really just don't know It seems you make a deal far too big outta this
Aha, you thought that you'd done it Yeah, you thought that you had heard it all But the state of things is putting you down now Just because, whoah...
You know they say it's just the eighties coming back Can you feel it's the eighties coming back? Yeah, I know it's just the eighties coming Eighties coming, eighties coming Eighties coming back
You said let's do it Let's take it out and dance all night But those deep synthesizer sounds freak you out Whoah...
And now you wake up in the middle of the night In terror, all you do is cry Cold sweat, a cup of tea, no nothing seems to help you Through the night, my God
Now, it feels just like the eighties coming back Can you feel it's the eighties coming back? Yeah, I know it's just the eighties coming Eighties coming, eighties coming Eighties coming back
Yeah, you thought you had it coming But now it looks like you didn't know this But everybody's wearing their hair The way you did fifteen years ago And it makes you wanna cry
Oh, it feels just like the eighties coming back Can you feel it? It's the eighties coming back Yeah, I know it's just the eighties coming Eighties coming, eighties coming Eighties coming back
Spring Is Here Composer(s): Lorenz Hart - Richard Rodgers First performance/First recording by: Dennis King & Vivienne Segal/Frank Sinatra - 1938/1947 Covered by multiple other artists
Once there was a thing called spring When the world was writing verses Like yours and mine All the lads and girls would sing When we sat at little tables And drank May wine Now April, May and June Are sadly out of tune Life has stuck the pin in the balloon
Spring is here! Why doesn't my heart go dancing? Spring is here! Why isn't the waltz entrancing? No desire No ambition leads me Maybe it's because Nobody needs me Spring is here! Why doesn't the breeze delight me? Stars appear! Why doesn't the night invite me? Maybe it's because Nobody loves me Spring is here, I hear!
Hene Ma Tov Composer(s): Moshe Jacobson Performer(s): Dalida
Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov, hene ma tov Laï, Laï, Laï Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï
Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad
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Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad
Hene ma tov, hene ma tov Laï, Laï, Laï Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï Hene ma tov, hene ma tov Laï, Laï, Laï Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï
Hene ma tov uma nagim Hene ma tov uma nagim Hene ma tov uma nagim Hene ma tov uma nagim Ha ha!
Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï Laï,Laï,Laï,Laï,Laï,Laï Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï, Laï
Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Hene ma tov uma nagim Shevet atjim gam yajad Shevet atjim gam yajad
Hemingway Delira Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Eliades Ochoa
A la deriva la noche... la selva invade el lanchón la luna, bola de sangre la devoró el tiburón las olas vuelan tiñosas rizadas por un ciclón "Pilar" navega sin rumbo bajo un diluvio de ron... En el Caribe... se vive como se escribe se escribe como se vive... en el Caribe... Bajo la noche guajira Hemingway delira Una sirena picúa se proa de mascarón una bandera, a jirones lleva pintado un blasón "Cabeza de cocodrilo y cuerpo de Camarón..." Gregorio, el viejo marino aún sigue siendo el patrón... En el Caribe... se vive, se escribe escribe y vive el Caribe como es Bajo la noche guajira Hemingway delira Una langosta mulata anda buscando el timón y llora una viuda negra sobre la tripulación... Lejana, 'Finca Vigía' sufre una alucinación... Ernest, el aventurero se bate contra el Dragón... En el Caribe... y se bebe y se mueve y se bebe en el Caribe... y se mueve y se bebe y se mueve en el Caribe... al compás del viejo son... Bajo la noche guajira Hemingway delira
Spring In Manhattan Composer(s): Alice Scanlan Reach - Anthony Scibetta Performer(s): Tony Bennett and multiple other artists
Spring in Manhattan starts after dark After a lazy afternoon in Central Park Washington Square may be where you'll feel her first warm touch Down in the village you'll find she may be much, too much
Spring in Manhattan never stays long Still if you fall in love she'll bless you with a song And if you listen to every word the song she'll sing will bring Spring in manhattan to stay all Winter long
Helwa Ya Baladi French & Spanish Titles: Comment L'oublier; Yo Te Amo Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Bernard Liamis; Gilbert Sinoué Performer(s): Dalida; Zade
Kelma helwa u kelmeten Helwa ya baladi Ghenwa helwa ou ghenweten Helwa ya baladi Amali dayman kan ya baladi Enni argaalek ya baladi Wafdal dayman gambek alatoul
Zekraya kollefat Fakra baladi Albi malyan benkayat Fakra ya baladi Awel hob kan fi baladi Meeh monken ansàh ya baladi Fen ayam zaman Abl el wedaa
Konna ben oul en el foura-a da moustahil We kolle demaa ala el khadden kanet bitsil Malyana bé amal en ehna nob-à mawgoudin Fe bahr el hob ala el shatten
Kelma helwa u kelmeten Helwa ya baladi Ghenwa helwa ou ghenweten Helwa ya baladi Fen habbib el alb ya baladi Kan beid anni ya baladi We kolle ma baghani Bafakkar fi
Oul ya habibi enta sayebni w rayeh fen Da ahla lahn han ghanni ehnal etnen Ya mahla kelmet baladi fe ghenwa ben satren Ya lel ya en ya en ya lel
Kelma helwa u kelmeten Helwa ya baladi Ghenwa helwa ou ghenweten Helwa ya baladi Amali dayman kan ya baladi Enni argaalek ya baladi Wafdal dayman gambek alatoul
Spring In Maine Composer(s): Steve Allen - Carolyn Leigh Performer(s): Margaret Whiting and multiple other artists
I remember Spring in Maine The gust of rain, that country lane, and you I remember fragrant pines That bear the signs of Valentine's we drew
How you kissed me And how we laughed those windy afternoons Racing on the dunes Like a pair of loons
I recall what might have been And I recall the pain of coming back another year To find that Springtime in the State of Maine Is mainly a state of mind
How you kissed me And how we laughed those windy afternoons Racing on the dunes Like a pair of loons
I recall what might have been And I recall the pain of coming back another year To find that Springtime in the State of Maine Is mainly a state of mind
Helplessly Hoping Composer(s): Stephen Stills Performer(s): Crosby, Stills & Nash; and various other artists
Helplessly hoping Her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word Gasping at glimpses Of gentle true spirit He runs, wishing he could fly Only to trip at the sound of good-bye
Wordlessly watching He waits by the window And wonders At the empty place inside Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams He worries Did he hear a good-bye? Or even hello?
They are one person They are two alone They are three together They are for each other
Stand by the stairway You'll see something Certain to tell you confusion has its cost Love isn't lying It's loose in a lady who lingers Saying she is lost And choking on hello
They are one person They are two alone They are three together They are for each other
Monts Et Merveilles Composer(s): Hocine Hallaf First performance by: Louisa Baileche - 2003
Rien n'est plus comme avant Depuis qu'on s'est perdu Les rivières, l'océan Toutes les mers se sont tues Et la terre, et la terre Pour moi ne tourne plus J'interroge le ciel Comme un ange déçu
Oh mon amour Où es-tu mon amour?
J'ai connu la joie et puis la douleur J'étais avec toi, je suis sans demeure Je sais qu'il faudrait ne plus en parler Au moins essayer un peu d'oublier
On s'était promis des monts et merveilles Aucun jour de pluie, seulement du soleil Je sais qu'il faudrait ne plus en parler Et moi, j'ai pas fini de t'aimer
Oui, je connais mon coeur Je le sais à l'affût Un souvenir, même un leurre Et tout le sang reflux Et la terre, et la terre Pour moi ne tourne plus Je suis nue et sans ailes Comme un ange déchu
Oh mon amour Où es-tu mon amour?
J'ai connu la joie et puis la douleur J'étais avec toi, je suis sans demeure Je sais qu'il faudrait ne plus en parler Au moins essayer un peu d'oublier
On s'était promis des monts et merveilles Aucun jour de pluie, seulement du soleil Je sais qu'il faudrait ne plus en parler Au moins essayer un peu d'oublier
Les monts et merveilles Seulement du soleil Ne plus en parler Un peu oublier
Des monts et merveilles Seulement du soleil Ne plus en parler Et moi j'ai pas fini de t'aimer
Helpless Dancer Composer(s): Pete Townsend Performer(s): The Who
[Roger's theme] When a man is running from his boss Who hold a gun that fires "cost" And people die from being cold Or left alone because they're old And bombs are dropped on fighting cats And children's dreams are run with rats If you complain you disappear Just like the lesbians and queers No one can love without the grace Of some unseen and distant face And you get beaten up by blacks Who though they worked still got the sack And when your soul tells you to hide Your very right to die denied And in the battle on the streets You fight computers and receipts And when a man is trying to change But only causes further pain You realize that all along Something in us going wrong...
