Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Baila El Chiki Chiki Composer(s): Rodolfo Chikilicuatre & Friends First performance by: Rodolfo Chikilicuatre - 2008
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea! ¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
El chikichiki mola mogollo'n Lo bailan en la China y tambien en Alcorco'n Dale chikichiki a esa morenita Que el chikichiki la pone muy tontita
Lo baila Jose Luis, lo baila bien suave Lo baila Mariano, mi amor ya tu sabes Lo bailan los brother, lo baila mi hermano Lo baila mi mulata con las bragas en la mano
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
El Chiki Chiki is a Reaggetton Dance in Argentina, Serbia and Orego'n Give el Chiki-Chiki to that little sister With el Chiki-Chiki She?s gonna like it mister!
Dance it with Alonso, Dance it with Gasol Dance it with your brothers, all around the world Dance it with Bardem Dance it with Banderas Dance with Almodo'var Dance la Macarena
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans Dos: el crusai'to Tres: el maiquelyason Cuatro: el robocop
Baila el chikichiki baila el chikichiki Lo bailan los jevis y tambie'n los friquis Lo bailan en la ca'rcel, lo bailan en la escuela Lo baila mi madre y tambie'n mi abuela
Baila el chikichiki baila el chikichiki Lo bailan los jevis y tambie'n los friquis Lo bailan en la ca'rcel, lo bailan en la escuela Lo baila mi madre y tambie'n mi abuela
Lo canta el Tigre Puma con su traje a rayas Y Juan Carlos le dice ?por que' no te callas? En el velatorio del Padre Damia'n Pusieron chikichiki y el muerto echo' a bailar
¡Bailar, bailar, bailar!
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans Dos: el crusai'to Tres: el maiquelyason Cuatro: el robocop
¡Perrea! ¡Perrea!
Lo baila Jose Luis, lo baila bien suave Lo baila Mariano, mi amor ya tu sabes Lo bailan los bro'del, lo baila mi hermano Lo baila mi mulata con las bragas en la mano
Y el chiki chiki se baila asi'
Uno: el brikindans Dos: el crusai'to Tres: el maiquelyason Cuatro: el robocop
Uno: el brikindans Dos: el crusai'to Tres: el maiquelyason Cuatro: el robocop
Homecoming In Heaven Composer(s): Walt Breeland; Paul Buskirk; Nelson Gray Performer(s): George Jones
My years have been many My loved ones are gone And I miss them more every day I'm ready to move to that heavenly home And I yearn for the day I can say
Take this ring from my finger These shoes from my feet Take all of my worldly possessions away Just leave me my bible A date I must keep It's homecoming in heaven for me
I'll kiss my ol' mother Shake hands with my dad I know they'll remember their boy We'll all be so happy And I'll be so glad As our cup runneth over with joy!
Take this ring from my finger These shoes from my feet Take all of my worldly possessions away Just leave me my bible A date I must keep It's homecoming in heaven for me..
Still Crazy After All These Years Composer(s): Paul Simon First release by: Paul Simon - 1975 Covered by multiple other artists
I met my old lover On the street last night She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of man Who tends to socialise I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I ain't no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning Crapped out Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should I? It's all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window And I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage One fine day But I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy Still crazy Still crazy after all these years
Home Where I Belong Composer(s): Pat Terry Performer(s): B.J. Thomas; and various other artists
They say that heaven's pretty And living here is too But if they said that I Would have to choose between the two I'd go home, going home, where I belong
And sometimes when I'm dreaming It comes as no surprise That if you look and see The homesick feeling in my eyes I'm going home, going home, where I belong
While I'm here I'll serve him gladly And sing him all my songs I'm here, but not for long And when I'm feeling lonely And when I'm feeling blue It's such a joy to know that I am only passing through
I'm headed home, going home, where I belong
And one day I'll be sleeping, When death knocks on my door And I'll awake and find that I'm not homesick anymore I'll be home, going home, where I belong
Can you see it? Can you see it you have to discover me? What goes wrong when I am crying Or what I want when I'm smiling
Can you feel it? Can you feel it that I'm not a little girl? You're misunderstanding my way And all the roles that I like to play
My secret combination it's a mystery for you Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true My secret combination boy, you have to try it hard To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination it's a mystery for you Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true My secret combination boy, you have to try it hard To win a destination in the centre of my heart
An open book An open book, well, I'm sorry, I am not Sometimes I'm acting like a lady Sometimes woman, sometimes baby
My secret combination it's a mystery for you Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true My secret combination boy, you have to try it hard To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination it's a mystery for you Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true My secret combination boy, you have to try it hard To win a destination in the centre of my heart
My secret combination it's a mystery for you Use your imagination, I'm not easy, but I'm true My secret combination boy, you have to try it hard To win a destination in the centre of my heart To win a destination in the centre of my heart
Home Was Never Like This Composer(s): A. Seymour Brown; Albert Gumble
Hiram was a farmer from way up the state He came to the city and thought it was great He brought his bank-roll and his best Sunday suit And when he doll'd all up Oh! he was cute! Hiram met a stranger, one night on Broadway And of course she took him in to a cafe People dancing there Hiram said, "I declare! That's my middle, ding bust it!"
Hiram said, "I'm out just to have a good time I don't care for money so "zip" goes a dime! I'll send a wire up home and tell them right now If you are short of change why just sell a cow!" Ev'ry time the music would give him a chance Hiram grab'd a chicken and started to dance He'd yell "This is great!" I'll learn to hesitate If I break a leg, by golly!"
Come on and dance with me Come on and dance with me I feel as young as a boy! I want to learn each gol darn step that they do Teach me ev'ry one that is new! I want to learn the whirls Dance with the pretty girls Don't mind the steps that I miss
I'll get it! Here's where I'm going to stay I'll give the farm away Home was never like this!
Still ... You Turn Me On Composer(s): Greg Lake Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Do you want to be an angel Do you want to be a star Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet Do you want to be my string? You could be anything Do you want to be the lover of another Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon
Do you want to be the player Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something It just don't mean a thing You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise by the dark glass on your eyes though your flesh has crystalised Still .... you turn me on
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed? Do you want to be a colour cover magazine; create a scene Every day a little sadder A little madder Someone get me a ladder Do you want to be the singer Do you want to be the song? Let me tell you something you just couldn't be more wrong You see I really have to tell you that it all gets so intense From my experience It just doesn't seem to make sense Still .... you turn me on
Home To Myself Composer(s): Melissa Manchester; Carole Bayer Sager Performer(s): Melissa Manchester; and various other artists
I wake up and see The lights of the day Shining on me Make my own time It's mine to spend Think to myself My own best friend It's not so bad all alone Coming home to myself Again
Now I understand Whatever I feel Is whoever I am Watching my life And how it has grown Looking on back To the things I have known And it's not so bad all alone Coming home to myself Again
It's not so bad To get lost in my tears And to laugh and to cry For the years gone by Oh my, oh my
Now somehow I know I've come a long way Gotta long way to go But something inside Is making me strong And in the bad times I'll get along Cuz, it's not so bad All alone coming home to myself again
Still Composer(s): Lionel Richie First release by: The Commodores - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists
Lady, morning's just a moment away And I'm without you once again You laughed at me You said you never needed me I wonder if you need me now
So many dreams that flew away So many words we didn't say Two people lost in a storm Where did we go? Where'd we go?
We lost what we both had found You know we let each other down But then most of all I do love you Still!
So many dreams that flew away So many words we didn't say Two people lost in a storm Where did we go? Where'd we go?
We played the games that people play We made our mistakes along the way Somehow I know deep in my heart You needed me 'cause I needed you so desperatly! We were too blind to see But then most of all I do love you Still!
Home Of The Brave Composer(s): Steve Lukather; David Paich; Jimmy Webb; Joseph Williams Performer(s): Toto
Everything's gonna be alright boys Help is on the way Hold your head up high now There's no need to cry now We're not running anymore
Leave the politics behind boys They're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here It's make or break here Haven't we been here before Tell me what we're waiting for
You gotta remember You don't have to be afraid You still have the freedom to learn And say what you wanna say You gotta remember Don't let 'em take away The land we call the home of the brave
Who sings the song of the people You don't hear it anymore I heard it late last summer To the beat of a different drummer It never sounded quite like this before
So you're trying to shake this feeling That trouble's right outside the door You lie awake each dark night Like a time bomb wound up too tight A storm in waiting just offshore Tell me what we're waiting for
You gotta remember You don't have to be afraid You still have the freedom to learn And say what you wanna say You gotta remember Don't let 'em take away The land we call the home of the brave
You gotta remember You don't have to be afraid You still have the freedom to learn And say what you wanna say You gotta remember Don't let 'em take away The land we call the home of the brave [repeats 2x]
And Still Composer(s): Liz Hengber - Tommy Lee James Reba McEntire; The Country Dance Kings; Homewreckers
Thousands of people live in this town And I had to run into him When I saw him there on that busy street Those feelings came back again There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide He walked up to me, looked in my eyes
And still The world stood still I couldnt move And all I could feel Was this aching in my heart Saying I loved him still
He said howve you been Its great to see you again Youre really a sight for sore eyes I said, I cant complain Im doing fine We talked as the people rushed by We laughed about old times and all we went through Thats when he hugged me and said Ive missed you
Thats when she walked up to him He said, this is my wife I gave my best smile But I was dying inside He said we gotta go now Its getting late It was so good to see you Then they walked away
Home Of The Blues Composer(s): Dave Steen; Colin James Performer(s): Maria Muldaur
This old house never was much But you and me together gave a lovin' touch Now you're gone, it's not the same The whole house is haunted with the sound of your name
There's just too many menories walkin' these halls Too many teardrops when the evening falls I've had enough, I'm leavin' it all Got no ticket, just my walking shoes Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose I'm packing up before the rent is due This old house without you is just the home of the blues Home of the blues
I got a cold bed and an empty heart I think I hear you callin' and it tears me apart Mississippi Delta got nothing on this shack I'm leavin' here tomorrow and I ain't lookin' back
There's just too many menories walkin' these halls Too many teardrops when the evening falls I've had enough, I'm leavin' it all Got no ticket, just my walking shoes Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose I'm packing up before the rent is due This old house without you is just the home of the blues Home of the blues
Got no ticket, just my walking shoes Cause since you loved me baby I got nothing to lose I'm packing up before the rent is due This old house without you is just the home of the blues Home of the blues
Still Composer(s): Bill Anderson Performer(s): Bill Anderson
(Still) though you broke my heart (Sill) though we're far apart (I love you still) (Still) after all this time (Still) you're still on my mind (I love you still)
I've lost count of the hours and I've lost track of the days In fact, I've lost just about everything since you went away Everything, that is, except the mem'ries you left me And that's one thing that no one can mar I don't know who you're with; I don't even know where you've gone My only hope is that some day you might hear this song and you'll know that I wrote it especially for you And I love you, wherever you are
(Still) after all this time (Still) you're still on my mind (I love you still)
This flame in my heart is like an eternal fire for every day it burns hotter and every day it burns higher And I haven't been able to put out one little flicker, not even with all of these tears My friends think I'm crazy and maybe I am But I'll carry this torch just as long as I can for some day, you might just decide to come home and I want you to know I'm still here
(Still) though you broke my heart (Still) though we're far apart (I love you still)
Way out in the land of the setting sun Where the wind blows wild and free There's a lovely spot, just the only one That means home sweet home to me If you follow the old Kit Carson trail Until desert meets the hills Oh you certainly will agree with me It's the place of a thousand thrills
Home means Nevada Home means the hills Home means the sage and the pine Out by the Truckee, silvery rills Out where the sun always shines Here is the land which I love the best Fairer than all I can see Deep in the heart of the golden west Home means Nevada to me
Whenever the sun at the close of day Colors all the western sky Oh my heart returns to the desert grey And the mountains tow'ring high Where the moon beams play in shadowed glen With the spotted fawn and doe All the live long night until morning light Is the loveliest place I know
Home means Nevada Home means the hills Home means the sage and the pine Out by the Truckee, silvery rills Out where the sun always shines Here is the land which I love the best Fairer than all I can see Deep in the heart of the golden west Home means Nevada to me
Divine Composer(s): Sébastien Tellier - Amandine de La Richardière First performance by: Sébastien Tellier - 2008
No no no no no no no I'm looking for a band today I see the Chivers anyway Through my eyes
Oh oh oh I... I'm alone in life to say I love the Chivers anyway 'Cause Chivers look divine Look away They try to find the Milky Way They love to drink it every day
No no no no no no no You... you and I, it's like you said I'm not a Chivers anyway You look fine
Oh oh oh I... I'm alone in life to say I love the Chivers anyway 'Cause Chivers look divine Look away They try to find the Milky Way
I... toi et moi, c'est comme tu sais Comment mon cur a succombé She looks fine
Oh oh oh I'm looking for a band today I see the Chivers anyway I'll be a Chivers guy some day In my mind
Dudu dududu dududu... Dudu dududu dududu... Du... dudu...
Home Lovin' Man Composer(s): Roger Cook; Roger Greenaway; Tony Macaulay Performer(s): Andy Williams; Tony Christie
The harbor lights were shining The moon was at its high The captain said, "Thank God we're home! We've drunk the barrels dry" The mizzen mast was shaken And the lanterns all burned low I'd never thought we'd make it But we've twenty leagues to go So blow you southern trades And guide me safely to the shore I'll never ever gonna sail The seven seas no more
Chorus: I don't want to miss the sand in my hair The roll of the tide and the salt in the air Deep inside it's true I'm a home lovin' man Comin' on home to you I don't want to miss the wind in my eyes The shimmerin' light when the seagull flies Lo, I've traveled far I'm a home loving man Home is where you are
The crowd upon the quayside Their faces long and drawn Are suddenly awakened As we sail in on the dawn The wives, the sons, the lovers Who never gave up hope All breathe a sigh together As they reach to catch the rope
God bless you, southern trades You got me safely back this time Oh, you'll never have the need again To save this soul of mine
Chorus
Repeat Chorus: Yes, I don't want to miss the sand in my hair The roll of the tides and the salt in the air Deep inside it's true I'm a home lovin' man Comin' on home to you...
Sticks And Stones Composer(s): Jonathan Edwards Performer(s): Jonathan Edwards
Where do I begin to pack up my things And move away from what might have been Was it in some song that came out all wrong And yet we both tried so hard to sing I'll pack my guitar I'll leave you with the car I hope it won't be too cold to start But I must get going The kids get up at dawn And this is sure to break somebody's heart
(Chorus) Now, when did we grow this far apart Love was forever at the start But now it's come down to sticks and stones When did we go wrong When were we not strong And did we try hard enough to care It's cold as hell outside It's just as cold inside Now that there's nothing left to share I'll pack up my books, linger with last looks And I'll throw them all in my truck and drive From these sticks and stones And the lies on the phone But I hope all that you want will arrive
(Chorus) I'd better be on my way right now I'm bad at goodbyes anyhow Now it's come down to sticks and stones
(Chorus) When did we grow this far apart Love was so kind to us at the start But now it's come down to sticks and stones I'd better be on my way right now I'm bad at goodbyes anyhow Now it's come down to sticks and stones
Home Is Where The Heart Is Composer(s): Connie Gately; John Talley Performer(s): Old & In The Way; and various other artists
Nestled in the pine trees in the mountains Down along the road, I love it still There I know my dear old mother's waiting Waiting, and I know she always will
Home is where the heart is, they tell me Many times I've travelled that lonesome road They'll never find a pal as sweet as mother They'll never find a place as sweet as home
Now many years ago I left my old home Started out to ramble all around If ever I return to where I came from I'll build a little home and settle down
Home is where the heart is, they tell me Many times I've travelled that lonesome road They'll never find a pal as sweet as mother They'll never find a place as sweet as home