Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Twenty Tiny Fingers Composer(s): Sid Tepper - Roy Bennett Performer(s): Stargazers and multiple other artists
Oooooh! Twenty tiny fingers, twenty tiny toes Two angel faces, each with a turned up nose One looks like mummy, with a cute little curl on top And the other one's got a big bald spot Exactly like his pop, pop, pop Pop-a-dop, pop, pop Pop-pop
She put on the light in the middle of the night And whispered "Dear, let's go" He grabbed a sock and called the Doc He told him "Don't be slow" I got her there with time to spare And then I sat on pins Until the Doctor shook his hand And told him "You've got twins"
Oooooh! Twenty tiny fingers, twenty tiny toes Two angel faces, each with a turned up nose One looks like mummy, with a cute little curl on top And the other one's got a big bald spot Exactly like his pop, pop, pop Pop-a-dop, pop, pop Pop-pop
We've got cribs and bottles and bibs All round our three roomed flat No time to see what's on TV No room to hang your hat We're on the run, we're never done It's like a steeplechase They came in and they took over Like they owned the place
Oooooh! Twenty tiny fingers, twenty tiny toes Two angel faces, each with a turned up nose One looks like mummy, with a cute little curl on top And the other one's got a big bald spot Exactly like his pop, pop, pop Pop-a-dop, pop, pop Pop-pop
It's twice the laundry, twice the milk It's twice the baby clothes It's double this and double that Oh how the money goes But now, you see, they both agree When all is said and done We've got twice the blessings And we've got twice the fun
Oooooh! Twenty tiny fingers, twenty tiny toes Two angel faces, each with a turned up nose One looks like mummy, with a cute little curl on top And the other one's got a big bald spot The other one's got a big bald spot Exactly like his
I Wonder Why I Worry Over You Composer(s): Cindy Walker Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
Dear youre not worth the breath it takes to mention your name I Wonder Why I worry Over You
The way you kick my love around its such a crying shame I Wonder Why I worry Over You
Friends with good intentions all tell me to get smart And runaway this very day before you break my heart Youll never change your wicked ways youll always be the same I Wonder Why I worry Over You
Even when you know your wrong I still get the blame I Wonder Why I worry Over You
If theres an art for breaking hearts you could start a hall of Fame I Wonder Why I worry Over You
If I walked out tomorrow it wouldnt bother you Youve got another waitin now to see just what I do And youre not worth the breath it takes to mention your name I Wonder Why I worry Over You
Kissing You Goodbye Composer(s): Waylon Jennings Performer(s): Waylon Jennings
I've learned to turn the other cheek Is not what love's about I've turned mine so many times That i damned near wore 'em out I've grown used to your abuse And I thought I'd never quit But I woke up this morning Couldn't find my shiv-a-git You've always liked to play your games Well I got one for you Pretend we're playing checkers girl And it's your time to move You'll find your suitcase on the porch And the taxi in the drive Get your tongue out of my mouth I'm kissing you goodbye
I see you've finally made it home You been out all night Your artificial hair's a mess And your clothes don't fit you right
I've given and forgiven Till there ain't nothing left But all you gave was just enough To satisfy yourself
I can smell that whiskey in your hair And sen-sen on your breath If you ever tried to tell the truth You'd choke yourself to death
I don't want your nasty kisses And don't tell me no more lies Get your tongue out of my mouth
I'm kissing you goodbye Get your tongue out of my mouth I'm kissing you goodbye
Twenty Miles Composer(s): Dave Appell - Barry Mann Performer(s): Chubby Checker; Dean Ford & The Gaylords; Brian Poole & the Tremeloes
Twenty miles from my house to your house Twenty miles and I walk it all the way Twenty miles when youre in love is nothin And I got to see my baby every day
I walk along I sing a song Twenty miles is a long long way But I got to see my baby every day
Lots of girls are ridin near to my house Pretty girls they keep passin by all day Lots of girls but I dont even see em Cause the girl I love is twenty miles away
I walk along I sing a song Twenty miles is a long long way But I got to see my baby every day
Oh ho
I walk along I sing a song Twenty miles is a long long way But I got to see my baby every day
Twenty miles is a long long way But I got to see my baby every day Oh hey Twenty miles
Kites Composer(s): Hal Hackaday; Lee Pockriss Performer(s): Simon Dupree & The Big Sound; The Associates; Arthur Brown; The Cyrkle; Marseille; Ozo
I will fly a yellow paper sun in your sky When the wind is high, when the wind is high I will float a silken silver moon near your window If your night is dark, if your night is dark
In letters of gold on a snow white kite I will write "I love you" And send it soaring high above you For all to read
I will scatter rice paper stars in your heaven If there are no stars, if there are no stars All of these and seven wonders more will I find When the wind is high, when the wind is high
In letters of gold on a snow white kite I will write "I love you" And send it soaring high above you For all to read
[... verse in Cantonese? ...]
In letters of gold on a snow white kite I will write "I love you" And send it soaring high above you For all to read
24 Hours At A Time Composer(s): Toy Caldwell Performer(s): The Marshall Tucker Band
I been down around Houston, Texas, where the sun shines most of the time I been driving for about six hours, trying to reach that Arkansas line Texarkana's just an hour ahead; I gotta keep my wheels rolling
But woman you're always on my mind, 24 hours at a time Somehow, woman, I'm hoping you feel the same way
Woman, you know that I miss you But I can't miss you no more I got this White doing 70 miles an hour She's loaded, it's down to the floor But I got to reach that Arkansas line before the sun goes down
But woman you're always on my mind, 24 hours at a time Somehow, woman, I'm hoping you feel the same way
Woman you know I need you I been on the road so much Try to make connected highways We got to keep in touch someway
I been down around Houston, Texas, where the sun shines most of the time I been driving for about six hours, trying to reach that Arkansas line Texarkana's just an hour ahead; I gotta keep my wheels rolling
But woman you're always on my mind, 24 hours at a time Somehow, woman, I'm hoping you feel the same way
I Wonder Why Composer(s): Art Noel Performer(s): Billy Ternent
I wonder why I love you Im just crazy over you I wonder why I wonder why your kisses seem to thrill me through and through I wonder why A million times I go to sleep with you on the brain Talking to myself about you over again But if I knew the answer then no more Id complain I wonder why
I work in the morning, I work in the night the men on the block, they just laugh at me I work in the morning, I work in the night the men on the block, they just laugh at me
But when they're wiping their silver spoons palming the men for some bread, I'll be laughing Way, way out of my head! When my little kitty gets out there's gonna be a party, a party no doubt When my little kitty gets out there's gonna be a party
And if my mind isn't coming so fast the men on the block say I'm on the brink And if my mind isn't coming so fast and I ain't so dumb as some people think
Cause when they're wiping their silver spoons palming the men for some bread I'll be laughing, way, way out of my head
If you're lookin' for a gal to love Baby, I'm waitin' here To love ya twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
I'll be faithful, kind and true Baby, don't have no fear I'll love ya twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
Well, ev'ry little moment that passes the time Will always find you on my mind Ev'ry little second, ev'ry moment between Will be some more time for me to dream
We'll get along and that's for sure The day you make it clear You love me twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
I'll love ya twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
I'll love ya twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
Well, ev'ry little moment that passes the time Will always find you on my mind Ev'ry little second, ev'ry moment between Will be some more time for me to dream
We'll get along and that's for sure The day you make it clear You love me twenty-four hours a day Three-sixty-five a year
Three-sixty-five a year Three hundred and sixty-five days a year
I Wonder Who's Kissing Her Now? Composer(s): Frank Adams; Will Hough; Joseph E. Howard; Harold Orlob First performance: Henry Burr - 1909 Covered by multiple other artists
You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long ago And each one has meant heaven to you You have vowed your affection to each one in turn And have sworn to them all you'd be true You have kissed 'neath the moon While the world seemed in tune Then you've left her to hunt a new game Does it ever occur to you later boy That's she's prob'ly doing the same?
I wonder who's kissing her now Wonder who's teaching her how? Wonder who's looking in to her eyes? Breathing sighs! Telling lies! I wonder if she's got a boy? The girl who once filled me with joy Wonder if she ever tells him of me? I wonder who's kissing her now?
If you want fo feel wretched and lonely and blue Just imagine the girl you love best In the arms of some fellow who's stealing a kiss From the lips that you once fondly pressed But the world moves a pace and the loves of today Flit away with a smile and a tear So you never can tell who is kissing her how Or just whom you'll be kissing next year
I wonder who's kissing her now Wonder who's teaching her how? Wonder who's looking in to her eyes? Breathing sighs! Telling lies! I wonder who's buying the wine? For lips that I used to call mine Wonder if she ever tells him of me? I wonder who's kissing her now?
Kitty From Kansas City Composer(s): Harry Rose; Jesse Greer Performer(s): Rudy Vallée
I have traveled everywhere in most every state I've met girlies here and there and I think they're great But there's one that pleased me and squeezed me and teased me Down old Missouri way
Her name was Kitty, from Kansas City Sure was a pity she wasn't pretty Hey, Hey she's not hard to see She weighs two-forty three I hope she doesn't get much fatter But if she does, it doesn't matter Kitty from Kansas City Now there's a girl that I adore She's so dumb, she doesn't know a thing She thinks that July the Fourth is an English King! I love her, I love her, that's easy to see It's Kansas City Kitty for me
Her name was Kitty, from Kansas City Sure was a pity she wasn't pretty Hey, Hey I loved her just because She's not the girl she was How she can cook, and she can wash But when she starts to love Oh, Gosh! It's Kitty from Kansas City Now there's a girl that I adore She's so dumb, her brain is in a whirl Why she thinks that Babe Ruth, is a chorus girl! I love her, I love her, and I'm up a tree It's Kansas City Kitty for me
Kitty In The Basket Composer(s): Bob Merrill Performer(s): Diana Decker
(Miaow.........Miaow)
If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell them put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside my door And I'll love the little kitty for evermore
Wrap the kitty warm, you never know about a storm And I don'y want a little kitty with the sneezes I'll hug her and I'll squeeze her, never never tease her Want a little kitty in a basket
No matter 'bout the colour of her nosey Don't care if she's a fella or a girl Don't have to be as pretty as a posey And I promise not to laugh if she only has a half-a-tail
If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell them put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside my door And I'll love the little kitty for evermore
Savin' up a dollar and I'm gonna buy a collar If she's lookin' for a home, please won't ya ask it Don't want a little tiskit, or a little tasket Just a little kitty in a basket
I'll warm her milk and dress her in pyjamas I'll make a bed for her in Daddy's shoe And if she starts in cryin' for her mama She can bring along her mama and her sisters and her brothers too
Don't have to be as pretty as a posey And I promise not to laugh if she only has a half-a-tail
If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell them put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside my door And I'll love the little kitty for evermore
Wrap the kitty warm, you never know about a storm And I don'y want a little kitty with the sneezes I'll hug her and I'll squeeze her, never never tease her Want a little kitty in a basket
I'll hug her and I'll squeeze her, never never leave her Want a little kitty in a basket
(Miaow)
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Alternate version by Gayla Peevey & Jimmy Boyd:
Both: If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell 'em put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside our door And we'll love the little kitty forevermore
Jimmy: Wrap the kitty warm, ya never know about a storm And we don't want a little kitty with the sneezes Gayla: We'll hug her an' we'll squeeze her, never, never tease her Both: Want a little kitty in a basket
Jimmy: No matter 'bout the color of her nosey Don't care if she's a fella or a girl Gayla: Don't have to be as purty as a posey Both: An' we promise not to laugh if she only has a half a ta~ail
Both: If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell 'em put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside our door And we'll love the little kitty forevermore
Gayla: Savin' up a dollar and we're gonna buy a collar Saw it in the five-and-tennie when we passed it Jimmy: Don't want a little tiskit or a little tasket Both: Want a little kitty in a basket
Gayla: We'll warn her milk and dress her in pajamas We'll make a bed for her in Daddy's shoe Jimmy: And if she starts in crying for her mama Both: We can bring along her mama and her sisters and her brothers to~oo
Both: If there's someone in the city doesn't want a little kitty Tell 'em put the little kitty in a basket Leave the little basket outside our door And we'll love the little kitty forevermore
Gayla: We'll be goin' now but if you hear a cat meowin' An' she's lookin' for a home please won't you ask it Jimmy: We'd really love it so and never let her go Both: We want a little kitty in a basket
Twenty Four Hours Composer(s): Ian Curtis - Peter Hook - Stephen Morris - Bernard Sumner First recording: Joy Division - 1979 Covered by multiple other artists
So this is permanence, love's shattered pride What once was innocent, turned on it's side A cloud hangs over me, marks every move Deep in the memory, of what once was love Oh how I realised how I wanted time Put into perspective, tried so hard to find Just for one moment, thought I'd found my way Destiny unfolded, I watched it slip away Excessive flash points, beyond all reach Solitary demands for all I'd like to keep Let's take a ride out, see what we can find A valueless collection of hopes and past desires I never realised the lengths I'd have to go All the darkest corners of a sense I didn't know Just for one moment, I heard somebody call Looked beyond the day in hand, there's nothing there at all Now that I've realised how it's all gone wrong Gotta find some therapy, this treatment takes too long Deep in the heart of where sympathy held sway Gotta find my destiny, before it gets too late
I Wonder Where My Easy Rider's Gone? Composer(s): Shelton Brooks Performer(s): Sophie Tucker and multiple other artists
Miss Susie Johnson is a crazy as can be About that easy riding kid they call Jockey Lee Now don't you think it's funny, only bets her money In the race friend jockey's goin' to be There was a race down at the track the other day And Susie got an inside tip right away She bet a "hundred to one" that her little "Hon" Would bring home all the "mon" When she found out "Jockey" was not there Miss Susie cried out in despair
I wonder where my easy rider's gone today He never told me he was goin' away If he was here he'd win the race If not first he'd get a "place" Cash in our winnings, on a "joy-ride" we'd go, right away I'm losing my money that's why I am blue To win a race, Lee knows just what to do I'd put all my junk in pawn To be on any horse that jockey's on Oh' I wonder where my easy rider's gone
K-K-K-Katy Composer(s): Geoffrey O'Hara Performer(s): Buddy Clark; Mitch Miller; Billy Murray; Jon English
Jimmy was a soldier brave and bold Katy was a maid with hair of gold Like an act of fate Kate was standing at the gate Watching all the boys on dress parade Jimmy with the girls was just a gawk Stuttered ev'ry time he tried to talk Still that night at eight He was there at Katy's gate Stuttering to her this love sick cry
K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore When the m-m-m-moon shines Over the cowshed I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore When the m-m-m-moon shines Over the cowshed I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door
No one ever looked so nice and neat No one could be just as cute and sweet That's what Jimmy thought When the wedding ring he bought Now he's off to France the foe to meet Jimmy thought he'd like to take a chance See if he could make the Kaiser dance Stepping to a tune All about the silv'ry moon This is what they hear in far off France
K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore When the m-m-m-moon shines Over the cowshed I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore When the m-m-m-moon shines Over the cowshed I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door
Twenty Flight Rock ((French Version: 37e Étage (Johnny Hallyday) - 1975)) Composer(s): Eddie Cochran - Ned Fairchild First release: Eddie Cochran - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
Ooh, well I got a girl with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone where I can hold her tight But she lives on the twentiest floor uptown The elevator's broken down
So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight, more Up on the twelfth I started to drag Fifteenth floor I'm a-ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock
When she calls me up on the telephone Say, come on over honey, I'm all alone I said, baby you're mighty sweet But I'm in bed with the achin' feet This went on for a couple of days But I couldn't stay away
Well they sent to Chicago for repairs Till it's a-fixed I'm a-usin' the stairs Hope they hurry up before it's too late Want my baby too much to wait All this climbin' is a-gettin' me down They'll find my corpse draped over a rail But I climbed one, two flight, three flight four
I Wonder Where My Baby Is Tonight Composer(s): Walter Donaldson; Gus Kahn Performer(s): Henry Burr and multiple other artists
I burned up ev'ry letter And thought that I'd feel better I put away her picture too Sent back each little present And though it wasn't pleasant It seemed the wisest thing to do I've done ev'rything I could and yet It isn't very easy to forget
I wonder where my baby is tonight I wonder how my baby is tonight I wonder where she's gone and how she's getting on I wonder why my baby doesn't write
If she came back I wonder what I'd do I wonder did she find somebody new She didn't treat me fair and though I shouldn't care I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder does my baby do the Charleston, Charleston I wonder who is teaching her the Charleston, Charleston While I sit and sigh, the time goes draggin' by I'd like to kill the guy who wrote the Charleston, Charleston
We parted 'cause I couldn't do the Charleston, Charleston She'd still be here if I could do the Charleston, Charleston I'm takin' lessons now,; I'll win her back somehow I wonder where my baby is tonight