Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ein Mensch Ohne Namen ((Adapted from: A Horse With No Name (America) - 1971)) Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell Performer(s): P. Bernd
Am ersten Tag meiner Reise sah ich Bäume rings umher Und ich hörte Stimmen singen zwischen Gras und Blättermeer Der Nebel der Nacht und der Morgentau sponnen Netzte im Gesicht Die Vögel lasen aus meiner Hand ich vergass den Lärm der Stadt Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte verstehn
Nach zwei Tagen konnt ich Berge sehn und die Luft war wie Kristall Ich träumte, es fiel aus dem Wasserfall eine Blume in meinen Mund Und ein alter Zwerg kam aus der Höhle im Berg und baute mir aus Moos ein Bett Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso ohne Worte verstehn
Dann am Ende war es rings um mich leer aus den Bergen floss nun ein Meer Und ich spürte das Salz auf meiner Haut der Staub war aufgetaut Im Sand sah ich das Leben das sich unter der Wüste der Wellen ein Reich gebaut Keine Menschen können je hinein leben weiter in ihrem Meeresstein Da sind nur Erde und Wasser und ein Mensch ohne Namen die sich immer in die Augen sehn Es sind Freunde, sie brauchen keinen Namen weil sie sich sowieso oihne Worte verstehn
Detour (There's A Muddy Road Ahead) Composer(s): Paul Westmoreland First release by: Spade Cooley and His Orch. Covered by multiple other artists
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
Headed down life's crooked road, lots of things I never knowed Because of me not knowin', I now pine Trouble got in the trail, spent the next 5 years in jail Should have read (should have read) that detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
When I got right to the place where it said "About Face" I thought that all my worries were behind But the farther I go, more sorrow I know Should have read (should have read) That detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
When I got stuck in the mud all my hopes dropped with a thud I guess that my heart strings are made of twine Have no willpower to get from the hole that I'm in yet Should have read (should have read) that detour sign
Detour, there's a muddy road ahead, detour Paid no mind to what it said Detour, oh these bitter things I find Should have read That detour sign
Should have read that detour sign Should have read that detour sign (that detour sign)
The Busiest Memory In Town Composer(s): Geoffrey Morgan Performer(s): Dickey Lee; Ronnie Milsap; Ernest Tubb
You're with me from my first cup of coffee Right up till that last beer goes down You're on my mind so I can't sleep till morning You're the busiest mem'ry in town Had a talk last night with your new love But then he mentioned a few more you'd found So we drank a toast to the next one and the busiest mem'ry in town
Babe sometimes you simply amaze me With how fast you spread that heartache around It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving You're the busiest mem'ry in town
Babe sometimes you simply amaze me... It must be hello, I love you, I'm leaving You're the busiest mem'ry in town
Deteriorata!
Composer(s): Christopher Guest - Tony Hendra
Performer(s): National Lampoon; Norman Rose
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here...
Deteriorata! Deteriorata!
Go placidly
Amid the noise and waste
And remember what comfort there may be
In owning a piece thereof
Avoid quiet and passive persons
Unless you are in need of sleep
Ro-tate your tires
Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
And heed well their advice
Even though they be turkeys
Know what to kiss... and when!
Consider that two wrongs never make a right
But that three... do
Wherever possible, put people on hold
Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
And despite the changing fortunes of time
There is always a big future in computer maintenance
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Remember the Pueblo
Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle and mutilate
Know yourself
If you need help, call the FBI
Exercise caution in your daily affairs
Especially with those persons closest to you
That lemon on your left, for instance
Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
Would scarcely get your feet wet
Fall not in love therefore
It will stick to your face
Gracefully surrender the things of youth
The birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
And let not the sands of time
Get in your lunch
Hire people with hooks
For a good time call 606-4311
Ask for "Ken"
Take heart amid the deepening gloom
That your dog is finally getting enough cheese
And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot
It could only be worse in Milwaukee
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Therefore, make peace with your god
Whatever you conceive him to be
Hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin
With all its hopes, dreams, promises and urban renewal
The world continues to deteriorate
Give up!
You are a fluke
Of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back
Willy Jones Composer(s): Buck Owens) Performer(s): Susan Raye; Leslie Morrisett; Sylvie
Met a boy named Willie Jones Comes from the wrong side of town Daddy said he ain't no good Don't want him hanging around Mama said that I'm too young to know what I feel But I know I love Willy Jones and I always will Willy Jones, it's you and me against all the world I don't care what people, say I'm gonna be your girl Just because our love is young, don't mean it's not real God knows I love Willy Jones and I always will
Hammer nails and puppy dog tails is what they call Willy Jones Tambourines and guitar strings don't make us all wrong Don't do this and don't do that, has got my future looking dim Oh Willy Jones can't come to me I'm gonna go to him Willy Jones it's you and me... Willy Jones it's you and me...
Detalhes
((Italian Version: Dettagli (Ornella Vanoni) - 1973))
Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos
First release by: Roberto Carlos - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
Não adianta nem tentar me esquecer Durante muito tempo em sua vida eu vou viver Detalhes tão pequenos de nós dois São coisas muito grandes pra esquecer E a toda hora vão estar presentes Você vai ver
Se um outro cabeludo aparecer na sua rua E isto lhe trouxer saudades minhas A culpa é sua O ronco barulhento do seu carro A velha calça desbotada ou coisa assim Imediatamente você vai lembrar de mim
Eu sei que um outro deve estar falando ao seu ouvido Palavras de amor como eu falei Mas eu duvido Duvido que ele tenha tanto amor E até os erros do meu português ruim E nessa hora você vai lembrar de mim
À noite envolvida no silêncio do seu quarto Antes de dormir você procura o meu retrato Mas na moldura não sou eu quem lhe sorri Mas você vê o meu sorriso mesmo assim E tudo isso vai fazer você lembrar de mim Se alguém tocar seu corpo como eu Não diga nada Não vá dizer meu nome sem querer à pessoa errada Pensando ter amor nesse momento Desesperada você tenta até o fim E até nesse momento você vai lembrar de mim
Eu sei que esses detalhes vão sumir na longa estrada Do tempo que transforma todo amor em quase nada Mas quase também é mais um detalhe Um grande amor não vai morrer assim Por isso de vez em quando você vai Vai lembrar de mim
Too Late To Worry
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: Al Dexter & His Troopers - 1944
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Donne Moi Ma Chance (Richard Anthony)
1963 - Geef Me Nog Een Kans (Marva)
I broke your heart dear, I was untrue
And now I've lost you, what can I do
Fate played its hand, dear, though we did try
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Our love is ended, you say we're through
You found a new love that's good to you
I hope you're happy, for I'll get by
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
We made our vows, dear, to never part
We laughed, we loved then we crossed our hearts
I was unfaithful, so here am I
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
I've played around, dear, I've had my way
But now I find, dear, I've had to pay
I'll always love you as days go by
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Upon my pillow last night I lay
I dreamed of bygones and I did pray
But it's all over, we've said goodbye
Too late to worry, too blue to cry
Det Ligger I Luften Composer(s): Tomas Ledin Performer(s): Tomas Ledin
wwåå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång wwåå, det ligger i luften (wow) kanske natten blir lång
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
någonting hände när du kom in det kände jag bestämt på något obestämt vis svårt och säga exakt vad det är det går inte ta på det går inte och se men vad spelar det för roll huvudsaken är
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
Jag blev galen när du dök upp kanske överdriver jag men det gör väl ingenting för sant och säkert vad är nu det det går inte ta på det går inte och se men vad spelar det för roll huvudsaken är
Åå, det ligger i luften någonting är på gång åå, det ligger i luften kanske natten blir lång
Åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften åå, det ligger i luften
Apology Composer(s): Valentine - Heatherton Performer(s): The Go-Go's
I will find a way to move on Discontent had its day the pleasure's gone If you ask me to describe What I could want with all I've got I'd say good days and thank you's Instead of all these question marks
'Cause when I found you I thought my life was charmed And we'd be safe from what Has happened now has happened now
Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry But I Have No Regrets
No one knows just why I can't stay Starting over's alright the end so far away I know I seem careless My moods they change like the weather So I ask your forgiveness While I pull myself together In the meantime I live I work I wait I hope I still have faith That what was mine can still be mine
Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry But I Have No Regrets
In the meantime I live I work I wait I hope I still have faith That what was mine can still be mine
Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry Apology I'm Sorry But I Have No Regrets You'll Be Sorry I'll Be Sorry Everybody Will Be Sorry
Det Är Vår
Composer(s): Bobbie Ericson - Eric Sandström
Performer(s): Alice Babs
Det är vår Varje år blir det vår Och en värmande sol väcker upp allt som somnat en gång i fjol
Det är vår i luften i dag Det är vår, så är naturens lag Och västanvinden som kysser kinden viskar det är vår Det är vår i sinnet i dag Det är vår, det är av välbehag Som himlen gråter och solen åter säger det är vår Ur den svartaste mull smyger våren på tå för små gullvivors skull och för blåsippor små Det är vår i hjärtat i dag Det är vår, o ljuva obehag Som blodet bränner var gång vi känner känner det är vår
Ur den svartaste mull smyger våren på tå För små gullvivors skull och för blåsippor små Det är vår i hjärtat i dag Det är vår, o ljuva obehag Som blodet bränner var gång vi känner känner det är vår
A-Plus In Love Composer(s): Johnny Dee Performer(s): John D. Loudermilk
I may make an "F" in English They say my grammar just ain't good enough I may make a "D" in History And that Espaniola, boy, is rough Well I may flank the whole semester But if I do I'll promise stars above That if I make an "E" in Geography Gonna make an "A-plus" in love
Well now my girl just gave me a lecture By showing how to get my home-work up What a crip-course this is The subject was on kisses This is gonna pull my av'rage up But just you wait, exams come tomorrow I'm gonna cram and study till almost two So I can make me an "E" in Geography And "A-plus" in love with you
Well, now the grades ain't out But I know what I've done I've flanked all the courses but my favourite one I played but I made A-plus in love with you
Destiny
Composer(s): Dave Deviller - Gunther Mende - Jennifer Rush
Performer(s): Jennifer Rush
Some say it's sure collision say it's bound to lose
But there's no denying I'm able to choose
I know what leaves me cold and what burns me up
Now this time it's just right I'm very sure
I call it wonder
Something hard to define
Sometimes it's thunder
That strikes my senses hard
He's my destiny and it's hard to see
I want could love him more
He's my destiny gotta hold on me
I'm always back for more
My heart has spent time drifting back and forth in love
Just in what direction was never sure
And than he moved up towards me and towed me in
Nobody's moved me quite like this
I call it wonder
Something hard to define
It's just like thunder
That strikes my senses hard
He's my destiny and it's hard to see
I want could love him more
He's my destiny gotta hold on me
I'm always back for more
Ooh he can turn me round slow me down
Anytime he sees it fit to hold me back
Ooh it's enough
To make me go out of my mind
He's my destiny and it's hard to see
I want could love him more
He's my destiny gotta hold on me
I'm always back for more
It's Lonesome Composer(s): Hank Cochran Performer(s): Billy Walker
I've walked a million miles across this floor And a million times I opened this door But all there ever enters is the blues, hmm It's lonesome without you
I know we just broke up two days ago But it seems a million years or so To get you back there's nothing I wouldn't do, hmm It's lonesome without you
If I could count high enough I'd let you know How many times I wished that you'd walk through that door And love me as only you can do, hmm It's lonesome without you
If I could count high enough I'd let you know How many times I wished that you'd walk through that door And love me as only you can do, hmm It's lonesome without you
Oh, love me as only you can do, hmm It's lonesome without you ...
Destiny
Composer(s): Lawrence Dermer - Gloria Estefan - Emilio Estefan Jr. - Diane Warren
Performer(s): Gloria Estefan
Destiny Has once again suprised me Oh destiny Must want you here beside me Quietly Like the sunrise with its splendor Unexpectedly With a passion strong yet tender
You draw me in Like the moon draws the tide Swept away by this love Taken in by your eyes
If I had to walk away from you I know that it would be no use 'cause you're so deep inside of me Can't deny
I never want to be set free The more you give the more I need You can't change what is meant to be No you can't change destiny Destiny
Destiny Speaks with many voices So eventually We're obliged to make some choices
Oh destiny Who I thought I owned completely Just to toy with me Made me fall in love so deeply
You fill my soul Like the stars fill the sky Brought to life This new world Where I'm held captive inside If I had to walk away from you I know that it would be no use 'cause you're so deep inside of me Can't deny I never want to be set free The more you give the more I need You can't change what is meant to be No, you can't change destiny If I had to walk away from you I know that it would be no use No you can't change destiny Destiny Destiny Destiny
Aphrodisiac (Oysters) Composer(s): Shel Silverstein - Pat Dailey Performer(s): Pat Dailey
Now, listen to me, folks... Hear what I say You got to eat oysters everyday They'll put your love life back on track They're nature's own aphrodisiac
Ohh, ohhh ... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you Ohh, ohhh ... ain't it fun Here's some things them oysters done ...
They made Jim Beam They made Allen Thick They made Jonathan Swift And they made Gracie Slick They made Victor Mature And they made Tom Petty They started Willie Waylon And they got Helen Reddy They made Tom Cruise They made Oscar Wilde They gave Gary Hart But they gave Gomer Piles They made William Hurt They made Lucille Ball They made Wilson Picket And that ain't all
Ohh, ohhh ... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you Ohh, ohhh ... ain't it fun Here's some more them oysters done
They made Stevie Wonder And they made old John Wayne They made Saul Bellow And caused Thomas Paine Turned Clint Black And turned Barry White Made Doris' Day And Gladys' Knight They gave Bob Hope They gave Percy Faith They made Marvin Gaye But they made George Straight They made Bobby's Short And Lester's Flatt And hey ... they even did more than that
Ohh, ohhh ... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you Ohh, ohhh ... ain't it fun Here's some more them oysters done
They got George Bush They made Bozo a Clown They got Bobby Bare And made Ezra Pound They made Gallo Wine They made Merle Haggard They Made Andy Devine They made Jimmy Swagger They made Rich Little And made Hughie Long They made BB King And they made Neil's Armstrong And if you ask my wife She'll tell you quite gaily Best of all they made old Pat Daily
Ohh, ohhh ... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you Ohh, ohhh ... ain't it fun That's all about oysters Now we're done
Jeans On Composer(s): David Dundas - Roger Greenaway Performer(s): David Dundas
When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right I pull my blue jeans on I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha) I pull my blue jeans on I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha)
It's the weekend, and I know that you're free So pull on your jeans and come on out with me I need to have you near me I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha) I need to have you near me I need to feel you close to me
You and me, we'll go motorbike ridin' In the sun and the wind and the rain I got money in my pocket Got a tiger in my tank And I'm king of the road again
I'll meet ya in the usual place I don't need a thing, 'cept your pretty face And I need to have you near me I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha) I need to have you near me I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha) I need to have you near me I need to feel you close to me
You and me, we'll go motorbike ridin' In the sun and the wind and the rain I got money in my pocket A tiger in my tank And I'm king of the road again
When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right I pull my blue jeans on I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha) I pull my blue jeans on I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha) I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha) (Cha-cha)(cha-cha)
Destination Terre
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell; Los Angeles
Le bris de glace d'un coup de cristal est crispant
Mais demeure élégant
Le cri du bar qui ferme est déchirant
Tout comme un son "dolby surround"
Quelle que soit la ville, le lieu, l'endroit ou l'heure
Y a toujours l'instant où y' a un blues qui pleure
Pourquoi les gens qui s'aiment aiment s'faire du mal
Même à titre expérimental?
Les larmes sont peut-être plus salées
Dans les yeux des amours blessés
Ah quelque soit la nuit, le p'tit jour est là à l'heure
Les brèves de comptoir s'terminent sur des rancurs
... Faut décoller
Destination Terre
Faut r'tomber
Mais sans planer
Et surtout réapprendre à s'aimer
Destination Terre
Essayer
De r'trouver
Just' un zest, un semblant de dignité
Affronter l'temps réel
Cett' planète, Destination Terre
Pourquoi les gens sensibles sont souvent
Considérés comm' des mutants?
Ils ressent' trop d'courants, de sentiments
Là où les autres ne font semblant
Quelles que soient leurs vies, le meilleur est ailleurs
Ce monde impossible n'existe que dans leurs curs
... Faut pas rêver
Destination Terre
Faut r'tomber
Mais sans planer
Et surtout réapprendre à s'aimer
Destination Terre
Essayer
De r'trouver
Just' un zest, un semblant de dignité
Affronter l'temps réel
Cett' planète, Destination Terre
