Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Habíamos bebido la noche sin parar estaban casi todos en el medio de aquel bar no se por que querían seguirla en un hotel había tres o cuatro disfrazados de mujer pero ahora, ahora estabamos reunidos en lo de un esquimal casi todos los chiflados dos jirafas y un sultán yo tengo una teoría y vos un alacrán después de tanta cosa es mejor, es mejor no bailar pero ahora, ahora tengo resaca, resaca un tipo me seguía en una fiesta gay trataban solo un tema como es la primera vez no tuve mas remedio que ponerme a beber después salí corriendo y en un bar me emborrache pero ahora, ahora ya no estas muerta habíamos vaciado mas de la mitad yo había visto un tajo y quería mas y mas pedía que pedía y no sabia que botella por botella y ya no es un tajo sino tres pero ahora, ahora solo tengo resaca, resaca ya no estas muerta ya no estas muerta confirmado lo hacia sin parar se seca la garganta y no se puede respirar pero un día ya no estabas vos y yo como un suicida en esta mierda el rock & roll pero ahora, pero ahora, tengo resaca
habíamos cogido el día sin parar habíamos fumado y ya no hay nada que fumar en medio de aquel viento nadie mas que yo y algunos afiebrados que se esconden de este sol pero ahora, pero ahora ya no estas muerta
When You're A Long, Long Way From Home Composer(s): Sam M. Lewis; Geo. W. Meyer Performer(s): Harry James; and various other artists
I know where the sun is shining I know where someone is pining just a simple pal a country gal I know she's true What's the use of tears and sighing after many years of trying guess I'm going home no more to roam I'm feeling blue
When I leave this town I'll hurry where they never frown or worry when I say goodbye no one will sigh when I am gone give me back the brooks and clover with those shady nooks all over I could be content without a cent where I was born
When you're a long long way from home it makes you feel like you're alone it's hard to find a pal that's true that you can tell your troubles to and when you send a letter home your mother's voice rings in your ears and then you cross the T's with kisses what a strange world this is then you dot the I's with tears and all the sunshine turns to gloom when you're a long way from home
'k Had een vriendin die bij de turnkring was
ze had een slangelijf
Dat kwam soms goed van pas
ja dat stond buiten kijf
Ik zei "leve de Kamasutra"
maar mag ik nu weer vrij
Weet je wat mijn vriendin toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dat was wat mijn turnkringlief toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
Ik liep te joggen in het park
er hing nog mist
Ik botste op een stijve hark
een exhibitionist
Ik vroeg heb je het niet koud in die barrige kledij
weet je wat die exhibitionist toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dat was wat die exhibitionist toen zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
Ik richt mij soms tot God de heer
Al zegt Hij nooit iets terug
Dan zeg ik God ik ben het weer
ik roddel nooit achter u rug
Dan maakt die rotellende hier op aarde U nog blij
dan denk ik soms alsof hij zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dan lijkt het soms alsof hij smilend zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
dan lijkt het soms alsof hij smilend zei
er kan altijd nog een tandje bij
When You're A Free Man Composer(s): Mike Pinder Performer(s): The Moody Blues
Time... quickly passes by If only we could talk again Someday I (hope) I'll see you smiling When you're a free man again
High... on a mountain side We laughed and talked of things to come Someway I know I'll see you shining When we're all free men again
You left your country for peace of mind And something tells me you're doin' alright How are the children and Rosemarie I long to see you And be in your company
Someday I (hope) I'll see you smiling When you're a free man again I often wonder why Our world has gone so far astray Someway I know I'll see you shining When we're all free men again
You gave love freely to those with tears Your eyes were sad (when) you saw (their) need You know that love lasts for eternity Let's be God's children And live in perfect peace Peace perfect peace Perfect peace Peace Someway I know I'll see you shining When you're a free man When we're all free men again
Alabama Soft Spoken Blues Composer(s): Maggie Graham - Nanci Griffith Performer(s): Nanci Griffith
Southern man, you sure are pretty got a smile to still the city And Lord, you know, you got those sleepy eyes Alabama sweet-talking baby calmed the heart of a lonely lady You kept me flying high and the leaving easy And it's Dallas in the rain and I was dreaming October winds still blowing, Lord you know the song were flowing From a broken-hearted lady by the wayside Listen to my song, you kept it ringing clean and strong You held me like an angel to confide in And I tried to make you home But I was dreaming
Lord, I guess you just ain't home that damned old telephone Is trying hard to help me find the lines here. Wish that you could understand why I love the other man He gives me truth and reason I believe in
Alabama soft-spoken blues again Alabama soft-spoken blues again Early morning fog is rolling in time for leaving
When You're 21 Composer(s): Carl Perkins Performer(s): Carl Perkins
Now, y'was just a young fellah, Son The night your poor Mama died And you don't remember it now Why, we was both right there by Mama's side Ya see, your Ma had this sickness, Boy From all the hard work she'd done And she prayed all of her life That God would let her raise her baby to be twenty-one Aw, me and you never moved into town, Boy We just kept on livin' out here And life's been pretty bad For the past twenty-one years
Aw, I remember now when you was a little fellah And I used to take my boy to church And I seen you in the choir with them other young'uns And it gave this heart a jerk Ah, you sounded like a little bitty angel, Boy And to Papa you sure did look sweet Even though your little ragged britches They came half-way to your skinny little knees
After the service was all over Aw, it always filled your Papa's heart with joy The good Preacher'd step down And he'd pat your little head and then he'd say "Carlin, you've got yourself a fine little boy"
Then me and you'd get in the wagon, Child And you'd look over towards me And you know, you just smiled an' Why, I'd hand you the lines, And I'd let you drive for a little while Oh I guess life has been tough For me, and for you too Son And I know tonight that I've prayed all of my life That I could raise my baby to be twenty-one
So tonight, Son Livin' the life down here is about over And my work's on earth about done Maybe now I'll get to go see the Lord and to live with your Mama Aw, thank you Lord 'Cause tonight my baby is twenty-one
When Your Old Wedding Ring Was New Composer(s): Bert Douglas; Charles McCarthy; Joseph Solieri Performer(s): Jimmy Roselli; and various other artists
Shades of night are falling Bringing memories Memories of a bygone day Though it may be December Though we're old and gray To me you're still my blushing bride of May
When your old wedding ring was new And each dream that we dreamed came true I remember with pride how we stood side by side What a beautiful picture you made as my bride Even though silver crowns your hair I can still see those gold ringlets there Love's old flame is the same As the day I changed your name When your old wedding ring was new
Alabama Jubilee Composer(s): George L. Cobb - Jack Yellen Performer(s): Arthur Collins & Byron Harlan and multiple other artists
You ought to see deacon Jones When he rattles the bones Old parson Brown foolin' 'roun like a clown Aunt Jemima who is past eighty three Shoutin' "I'm full o' pep! Watch yo' step!, watch yo' step! One legged Joe danced aroun' on his toe Threw away his crutch and hollered, "let 'er go!" Oh, honey, hail! hail! the gang's all here For an Alabama jubilee
Mandolins, violins Hear the darkies tunin' up, the fun begins Come this way, don't delay Better hurry, honey dear, or you'll be missin' Music sweet, rag-time treat Goes right to your head and trickles to your feet It's a reminder, a memory finder Of nights down in old Alabam'
Hear that flute, it's a beaut And the tunes it's tootin', tootsie, ain't they cute? Let's begin, it's a sin To be missin' all this syncopated music! Oh, you Jane, once again Give your legs some exercise to that refrain Boy, that's what makes me so dreamy and takes me Back home to my old Alabam'
When Your Lover Has Gone Composer(s): Einar Aaron Swan Performer(s): Gene Austin; and various other artists
What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming That comes with each new love affair The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish And leaves you with castles in air
When you're alone, who cares for starlit skies When you're alone, the magic moonlight dies At break of dawn, there is no sunrise When your lover has gone
What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring What lonely hours, with memories lingering Like faded flowers, life can't mean anything When your lover has gone
Alabama Highway Composer(s): Steve Young Performer(s): Steve Young; Jim McGuire; Willie Heath Neal
I'm Riding Down by Your old Shack Today I'm Riding Down by Your old Shack Today Riding On Down This Alabama Highway I'm Riding Down by Your Old Shack Today
Lord, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields Lord, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields Worked So Hard Lord, I Thought It Was Unreal Yea, I've Worked All Out In Your Cotton Fields.
Alabama Hiway, Take Me On Neath the Moonlight Toward The Day Turn Supernatural, Take Me to the Stars, And Let Me Play I Wanna Be Free, Alabama Highway
Yes I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland Yes I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland I Wonder Why You Never Give Me A Helping Hand Cause I've Loved You, I've Loved You Dixieland
Alabama Highway Take Me On Neath the Moonlight Toward the day .. I wanna be free, .. Alabama Highway
When Your Lover Comes Back Composer(s): Berry Gordy Jr. Performer(s): Mary Wells
The night is so clear & there's a moon above Kiss me so sweetly, and I'm in love So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby) What you gonna do (what you gonna do) When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back) When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)
It started as a plaything, didn't mean no harm But now it's not a plaything when you take me in your arms So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby) What you gonna do (what you gonna do) When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back) When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)
We had a quarrel; you left me so blue I was just being kind to you; now I need you (I need you) I need you (I need you) so bad
It started as a plaything, didn't mean no harm But now it's not a plaything when you take me in your arms So tell me, tell me, baby (tell me, tell me, baby) What you gonna do (what you gonna do) When your lover comes back? (when your lover comes back) When your lover comes back (when your lover comes back)
Alabama Getaway Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter Performer(s): Grateful Dead and multiple other artists
32 teeth in a jawbone, Alabama trying for none Before I have to hit him, I hope he's got the sense to run Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything Why they all believe him? He wears a big diamond ring
Alabama getaway, getaway Alabama getaway, getaway Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away
Major Domo Billy Bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me "What's this about Alabama? It keeps a coming back to me Heard your plea in the courthouse Witness box began to rock and rise 49 sister states all had Alabama in there eyes
Alabama getaway, getaway Alabama getaway, getaway Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away
Major said why don't we give him rope enough to hang himself? No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves 23rd psalm Major Domo, reserve me a table for three Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, Alabama, and me
Alabama getaway, getaway Alabama getaway, getaway Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away
When You Wore A Tulip Composer(s): Percy Wenrich; Jack Mahoney Performer(s): Jerry Lee Lewis; and various other artists
When you wore a tulip A sweet, yellow tulip And I wore a big red rose When you caressed me 'Twas then Heaven blessed me Such a blessing no one knows You made life cheery When you called me dearie 'Twas down where the blue grass grows Oh, it was sweeter than julep When you wore a tulip And I wore a big red rose
Ala De Colibrí Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Hoy me propongo fundar un partido de sueños talleres donde reparar alas de colibríes Se admiten tarados, enfermos, gordos sin amor tullidos, enanos, vampiros y días sin sol
Hoy voy a patrocinar el candor desahuciado esa crítica masa de Dios que no es pos ni moderna Se admiten proscritos, rabiosos, pueblos sin hogar desaparecidos deudores del banco mundial
Por una calle descascarada por una mano bien apretada
Hoy voy a hacer asamblea de flores marchitas de deshechos de fiesta infantil, de piñatas usadas de sombras en pena -del reino de lo natural que otorgan licencia a cualquier artefacto de amar
Por el levante por el poniente por el deseo por la simiente
por tanta noche por el sol diario en compañía y en solitario
Ala de colibrí liviana y pura Ala de colibrí para la cura
