Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Au Bal De La Chance Composer(s): Jacques Larue - Norbert Glanzberg Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Le long de l'herbe L'eau coule et fait des ronds Le ciel superbe Éblouit les environs Le grand soleil joue aux boules Avec les pommiers fleuris Le bal, devant l'eau qui coule Rabâche des airs de Paris
Danse, danse au bal de la chance Danse, danse ma rêverie...
Les parasols sur la berge en gestes lents Saluent d'une révérence Les chalands Tandis qu'une fille danse Dans les bras d'un marinier Le ciel fait des imprudences Mais l'amour n'est pas le dernier...
Danse, danse au bal de la chance Danse, danse au ciel printanier...
Le vent, tournant dans les feuilles des bosquets Avec le chant des pinsons, fait des bouquets Mais elle n'écoute guère Que les mots de ce garçon Des mots d'amour si vulgaires Qu'ils font rire au ciel les pinsons
Danse, danse au bal de la chance Danse, danse avec ma chanson...
Je pense encore à ce jour de l'an dernier Sur mon épaule, mon rêve est prisonnier Celà n'a ni queue ni tête Pourtant, j'ai le cur bien gros Pour les marins en goguette L'amour, ça coule au fil de l'eau
Danse, danse au bal de la chance Danse, danse mon cur d'oiseau...
Donald The Dub
Composer(s): Rice - Frank Crumit
Performer(s): Frank Crumit
Listen to the tale of a stalwart male Who lost his well known Nanny Donald was his name and golf was the game That made him grey as his Granny
He practised much but his style was such That his handicap stayed at thirty All the words he used when the ball he bruised Were nothing else than dirty
In the locker room every night Hed sing of his awful plight
Oh! The dirty little pill went rolling down the hill And rolled right into a bunker From there to the green I took thirteen And there by gosh I sunk er
I get no fun in the air and sun But down in the traps I labour I sweat and weep where the sand is deep Till I want to murder my neighbour
(thwack!) Oh! Baby, look at that drive Wheee! Now whoa, whoa Whoa you (out of bounds) Alright, caddy, give me another ball
There was one great day that came his way His score he was sure to diminish Never had such form, then up came a storm He was never able to finish
He had a slice that was far from nice From him it never parted Once a year that shot, believe it or not Came right back where it started
Do you wonder that he groans And sighs and wails and moans
Oh! The dirty little pill went rolling down the hill And rolled right into the water And the reason it would seem, I lifted my beam When I know I shouldnt oughter
Then I hit a shot that I liked a lot But it sailed right into the marshes And I wished right then, like a lot of other men That I had worn my galoshes
Hey, Donald, how many shots did you take over in that rock pile? Let me see, one two three, er six I believe Oh! You dirty so-and-so I counted twelve time I heard your club hit something Well, er, the other six were echoes (hee hee)
Now Donald the Dub joined the country club And found a fellow duffer Just as bad as he, so with shouts of glee They started out to suffer
They played nine holes, and the poor little moles Were never scared so badly For the divots flew, and the cuss words too And the birds and the bees left gladly
As the end of the day drew nigh Came a song that was sung with a sigh
Oh! The dirty little pill went rolling down the hill And rolled right into the club house When I got there with sand in my hair They changed its name to the Dub house
Ive wrecked more ground than Columbus found And the guy that I am after Is the crazy scot who invented this plot Thats robbed all the world of laughter
Now Donald the Dub broke club after club As he told the world goodbye For he suffered every hour when his game went sour Even as you and I
Attractive Female Wanted Composer(s): Rod Stewart - Gary Grainger Performer(s): Rod Stewart
I'm tired of buying Penthouse and Oui and Hustler It's Friday night I'm all alone still a bachelor She said she'd call me when she'd finished work Haven't heard a word all day I may not be Warren Beatty or Mohammed Ali (Attractive female wanted) I ain't asking a great deal, just a female to move in with me (Attractive female wanted) I'll share all my records, toothbrush and car and color TV, honestly A single girl for my single bed is my remedy (Attractive female wanted)
She doesn't have to be a movie star cover of a magazine She can work in a garage all day in the evening some canteen
I'm tired of blind dates making silly mistakes It's embarrassing (Attractive female wanted) I've had no complaints but obviously you've guessed no compliments (Attractive female wanted)
Won't someone please answer my prayers before I'm old and grey (Attractive female wanted) I've been lonely too long all of my family think I'm gay
She doesn't have to be a movie star cover of magazine She can work in a garage all day in the evening some canteen
Attractive female wanted Active female wanted I may get drunk stink like a skunk but she'll look after me (Attractive female wanted) Put me to bed ease my aching head and made fuss of me You know what I gonna do Think I'll write a letter to Mr. Hugh Heffner confidentially Dear Sir A single girl for my single bed is my remedy
Donald Mcgillavry
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Silly Wizard; Karie Oberg
Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry Donald comes down the hill wild and angry Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly Here's to the king and Donald Macgillavry Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry Come like a weighbauk, Donald Macgillavry Balance them fair, and balance them cleverly Off wi'the counterfeit, Donald Macgillavry
Donald's run o'er the hill but his tether, man As he were wud, or stang'd wi' an ether, man When he comes back, there's some will look merrily Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry Pack on your back, and elwand sae cleverly Gie them full measure, my Donald Macgillavry
Donald has foughten wi' rief and roguery Donald has dinner'd wi banes and beggary Better it were for Whigs and Whiggery Meeting the devil than Donald Macgillavry Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry Push about, in and out, thimble them cleverly Here's to King James and Donald Macgillavry
Donald's the callan that brooks nae tangleness Whigging and prigging and a'newfangleness They maun be gane: he winna be baukit, man He maun hae justice, or faith he'll tak it, man Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry Beat them, and bore them, and lingel them cleverly Up wi' King James and Donald Macgillavry
Donald was mumpit wi mirds and mockery Donald was blinded wi' blads o' property Arles ran high, but makings were naething, man Lord, how Donald is flyting and fretting, man Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry Skelp them and scaud them that proved sae unbritherly Up wi King James and Donald Macgillavry!
Attitude Dancing Composer(s): Carly Simon - Jacob Brackman Performer(s): Carly Simon
Theres a new kind of dancing Thats gonna be the rage You just leave yourself behind Like an actor on a stage
Cop a different pose from the pose youre in Shine a different attitude from underneath your skin
Attitude dancing Strut around the floor in a different attitide Attitude dancing Any attitude is the proper attitude Attitude dancing Dont be afraid to change your attitude Attitude dancing Free up your spirit with a new attitude
It dont even matter If you stretch or shake And it dont really matter What moves your body makes
And it dont really matter What steps you choose to do Only one thing matters: Thats your attitude Your attitude, attitude dancing
Attitude dancing Strut around the floor in a different attitide Attitude dancing Learn to move in another attitude Attitude dancing Find the groove in a new attitude Attitude dancing Dont be afraid of a new attitude
It dont really matter What steps you choose to do Only one thing matters: Is your attitude
Your attitude, attitude dancing Strut around the floor in a new attitude Do the locomotion in a new attitude Do the mashed potato in a new attitude Do the hully gully in a new attitude
Find a role you like Capture it and freeze Then turn it around A hundred and eighty degrees Or if youre at a loss Observe some natural dude And turn into a mirror of his attitude Attitude, attitude, attitude Dancing
Don't Be A Baby, Baby
Composer(s): Buddy Kaye - Howard Steiner
Performer(s): Benny Goodman
and multiple other artists
Dont be a baby, Baby
bout the love that passed you by
But if you have to, Baby
Go ahead and have your cry
Ill be your baby, Baby
Truer than the one you knew
And someday maybe, maybe Baby
You will learn to love me too
Now dont sit there with teardrops coming through
Smile a little smile instead
The only thing that tears can do for you
Is make your eyes look red
Now, dont be a baby, Baby
bout the love that passed you by
But if you have to, Baby
Go ahead and have your cry
Ill be your baby, Baby
Truer than the one you knew
And someday maybe, maybe Baby
You will learn to love me too
And someday maybe, maybe Baby
You will learn to love me too
Attitude Composer(s): Glenn Danzig First release by: Misfits - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists
You come by here Like an erotic assault You come by here Destroy my senses You come by here Blood rushes to my temples It's starting all over again Can't fight it got no defenses A sudden rush of adrenalin You come by here the air is thick with tension Don't come by here I can't stand it
Attitude No insolence languid look Cold pretense Don't give me attitude Trembling lips Straining at the bit Not you
You come by here Like a prize race horse You come by here so provocative You come by here A sex explosion It's starting all over again Can't fight it got no defenses I'm filled with apprehension You come by here the air is thick with tension Don't come by here I can't stand it
Don Sixto Palavecino Composer(s): León Gieco Performer(s): León Gieco
Es muy facil descubrir una cancion verdadera hace cosquillas en la panza y no la toca cualquiera Y no la toca cualquiera , porque no todos la sienten una cancion verdadera prende un dia y para siempre
Prende un dia y para siempre y no se la olvidas jamas la refresca el musiquero en el campo o en la ciudad Don Sixto Palavecino de corazon muy abierto Dios te hizo chacarera , chacarera de este suelo
Tarareo Don Sixto Palavecino gato escondido de amor cuando escucho tu violin Santiago es como una flor
Cuando este pueblo te deja que le saques la cancion se la devolves intacta regalito al corazon Regalito al corazon y en una letra sincera cantar todas las verdades o al menos las que se puedan
Si al menos las que se puedan guarde un poco de esta vida la mentira patas cortas se la vera fiera y torcida Don sixto palavecino de corazon muy abierto Dios te hizo chacarera, chacarera en este suelo
Don Sixto Palavecino gato escondido de amor cuando escucho tu violin Santiago es como una flor
Attics Of My Life Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter Performer(s): Grateful Dead; Jim Hudak
In the attics of my life Full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know And lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear You sang to me
I have spent my life Seeking all that's still unsung Bent my ear to hear the tune And closed my eyes to see When there were no strings to play You played to me
In the book of love's own dreams Where all the print is blood Where all the pages are my days And all my lights grow old
When I had no wings to fly You flew to me You flew to me
In the secret space of dreams Where I dreaming lay amazed When the secrets all are told And the petals all unfold When there was no dream of mine You dreamed of me
Don Ramón Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Don Ramón era un bardo de taberna medio sabio medio poeta Don Ramón le hacía a su acordeón cantar
Era el alma de aquel antro de fantasmas solidarios Don Ramón llenaba el corazón el bar
Pero el alba cuando el vino se olvidaba del olvido Don Ramón tocaba el vals que un amor fatal le inspiró... Un, dos, tres... Sus ojos lloraban cada vez que todos cantaban, cantaban cantaban el coro de su canción...
La, la, la...
Y un catorce de febrero entre sones de bolero Don Ramón sintió que su acordeón calló
Abrazado al silencio en el acto cayó al suelo Don Ramón fundió a su acordeón murió
Y doblaron las campanas por el bardo de la tasca Don Ramón se fue como aquel amor que le traicionó Nunca más la triste alegría que aquel vals que todos pedían, pedían pedían que tocara Don Ramón
Attention, Mesdames Et Messieurs Composer(s): Michel Fugain - Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Michel Fugain
Attention, mesdames et messieurs, dans un instant on va commencer Installez-vous dans votre fauteuil bien gentiment 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, partez, tous les projecteurs vont s'allumer Et tous les acteurs vont s'animer en même temps
Attention, mesdames et messieurs, c'est important, on va commencer C'est toujours la même histoire depuis la nuit des temps L'histoire de la vie et de la mort, mais nous allons changer le décor Espérons qu'on la jouera encore dans 2000 ans
Nous avons 20 ans et plein de chansons Comme le printemps, nous allons danser dans votre maison Notre pain est blanc, notre vin est bon Si vous le voulez, c'est de bon cur que nous partagerons
Attention, mesdames et messieurs, dans un instant, ça va commencer Nous vous demandons évidemment d'être indulgents Le spectacle n'est pas bien rôdé, laissez-nous encore quelques années Il ne pourrait que s'améliorer au fil du temps
Attention, mesdames et messieurs, dans un instant, ça va commencer Installez-vous dans votre fauteuil bien gentiment 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, partez, tous les projecteurs vont s'allumer Et tous les acteurs vont s'animer en même temps
Nous avons 20 ans et plein de chansons Comme le printemps, nous allons danser dans votre maison Notre pain est blanc, notre vin est bon Si vous le voulez, c'est de bon cur que nous partagerons
Attention, mesdames et messieurs, dans un instant, on va commencer Il se peut que vous soyez choqués de temps en temps Mais surtout ne vous inquiétez pas, n'allez pas faire des signes de croix Et rappelez-vous qu'un jour vous avez eu 20 ans
I shall impersonate... a man
Come, enter into my imagination, and see him
Boney, hollow faced, eyes that burn with the fire of inner vision
He conceives the strangest project ever imagined...
To become a knight errant
And sally forth into the world, righting all wrongs!
Hear me now, oh thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and debauched as can be!
And a knight with his valors all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!
I am I, Don Quixote
The Lord of LaMancha
My destiny calls, and I go!
And the wild winds of fortune
Shall carry me onward...
To wither so ever they blow...
Wither so ever they blow...
Onward to glory I go!
I'm Sancho, yes, I'm Sancho
I'll follow my master till the end...
I'll tell all the world, proudly
I'm his squire...
I'm his friend
Hear me heathens, and wizards, and servants of sin
All your dastardly doings are past!
For a holy endeavor is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last!
I am I, Don Quixote
The Lord of LaMancha
My destiny calls, and I go!
And the wild winds of fortune
Shall carry me onward...
To wither so ever they blow...
Wither so ever they blow...
Onward to glory I go!
Attention Fragile Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Je laisserai le lit comme elle l'a laissé Défait et rompu, les draps emmêlés Afin que l'empreinte de son corps Reste gravée dans le décor Je resterai là, immobile Les bras croisés, presque tranquille
Je laisserai la chambre comme elle l'a laissée L'odeur de Camel, Gauloises mêlée Afin que la lumière retienne Son ombre nue dans les persiennes Au bout du quai tombe le jour Je reste là sentant l'Amour
Dans ce port de fêlés juste à l'envers du monde Où d'énormes soleils me renvoyaient mes ondes Où les normes basculent au fond des volcans sourds Où je traînais mes bottes gaspillant ton Amour Attention fragile Attention fragile
Je laisserai ma peau comme elle l'a laissée Sueur et cannelle, orange poivrée Afin que ma mémoire revienne Me dessiner cette Eurasienne Cette criola de secours Quand je titube au petit jour
Je prendrai ma vie comme elle l'a laissée Avec un sourire en coin, un secret Afin d'accepter la tendresse Que j'avais refusée sans cesse Avec l'impression d'être fort Le sommeil, c'est presque la mort
Dans ce port de fêlés juste à l'envers du monde Où d'énormes soleils me renvoyaient mes ondes Où les normes basculent au fond des volcans sourds Où je traînais mes bottes gaspillant ton Amour Attention fragile Attention fragile
Don Juan Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud - Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Finie la mascarade Et bien fini le joli cur Car Don Juan, Don Juan est malade Mais Don Juan se meurt Elodie, Christine et Sylvie Dolorès et la Lolita Pour compter les femmes de sa vie Il n'a plus assez de ses doigts Sylvie, Christine et caetera, ole, olé Elodie, Christine et Sylvie L'abandonnent en ce triste jour Lui, Don Juan, qui leur a appris Les évangiles de l'amour Ingratitude et vilenies Olé! Olé!
Demain les maris de la ville Pourront dormir tranquilles Car Don Juan, Don Juan, Don Juan sera parti Mais la nuit son fantôme énorme Hantera les femmes qui dorment Dans les bras de leur mari Elodie, Christine et Sylvie Il entend, sortant de l'école Des enfants qui poussent des cris Et le rebut d'une Espagnole Avoir un fils criant aussi, olé, olé
Demain, les maris de la ville Pourront dormir tranquilles Car Don Juan, Don Juan ne sera plus Ils pourront, devant leurs tisanes Contempler leurs honnêtes femmes Sans craindre pour leur vertu Allez me chercher Lolita, Elodie, Christine et Sylvie Je n'veux pas mourir comme ça J'ai encore bien assez de vie Pour les tromper toutes à la fois, olé Il n'aura pas de médaille pour ton histoire
Il est mort sur son champ de bataille, son lit Olé!
Attention Si tu t'en vas Je ne te rattraperai pas Attention Si tu t'en vas Oh mon amour prend garde à toi
J'en connais d'autres filles Bien plus belle que toi Tu peux partir que toi Tu peux partir tranquille Elles n'attendent que ça que ça Mon amour ne crois pas Que je vais te supplier pour ça
Je te dis Attention Si tu t'en vas Je ne te rattraperai pas Attention Si tu t'en vas Oh mon amour prend garde à toi
Attention Si tu t'en vas Je ne te rattraperai pas Attention Si tu t'en vas Oh mon amour prend garde à toi
Un amour quand ça casse Ce n'est plus comme avant Tu peux laisser ta place Pour aimer à tous vents, oh oui Mon amour ne crois pas Que je vais te supplier pour ça
Je te dis Attention Si tu t'en vas Je ne te rattraperai pas Attention Si tu t'en vas Oh mon amour prend garde à toi
Don Juan Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Gloire à qui freine à mort, de peur d'ecrabouiller Le hérisson perdu, le crapaud fourvoyé Et gloire à don Juan, d'avoir un jour souri A celle à qui les autres n'attachaient aucun prix Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Gloire au flic qui barrait le passage aux autos Pour laisser traverser les chats de Léautaud Et gloire à don Juan d'avoir pris rendez-vous Avec la délaissée, que l'amour désavoue Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Gloire au premier venu qui passe et qui se tait Quand la canaille crie haro sur le baudet Et gloire à don Juan pour ses galants discours A celle à qui les autres faisaient jamais la cour Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Et gloire à ce curé sauvant son ennemi Lors du massacre de la Saint-Barthélémy Et gloire à don Juan qui couvrit de baisers La fille que les autres refusaient d'embrasser Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Et gloire à ce soldat qui jeta son fusil Plutôt que d'achever l'otage à sa merci Et gloire à don Juan d'avoir osé trousser Celle dont le jupon restait toujours baissé Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Gloire à la bonne sur qui, par temps pas très chaud Dégela dans sa main le pénis du manchot Et gloire à don Juan qui fit reluire un soir Ce cul déshérité ne sachant que s'asseoir Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
Gloire à qui n'ayant pas d'idéal sacro-saint Se borne à ne pas trop emmerder ses voisins Et gloire à don Juan qui rendit femme celle Qui, sans lui, quelle horreur, serait morte pucelle Cette fille est trop vilaine, il me la faut
C'è una casetta piccola così con tante finestrelle colorate e una donnina piccola così con due occhi grandi per guardare e c'è un omino piccolo così che torna sempre tardi da lavorare e ha un cappello piccolo così con dentro un sogno da realizzare e più ci pensa più non sa aspettare
Amore mio non devi stare in pena questa vita è una catena qualche volta fa un po' male guarda come son tranquilla io anche se attraverso il bosco con l'aiuto del buon Dio stando sempre attenta al lupo
Attenti al lupo Attenti al lupo
Living together Living together
Laggiù c'è un prato piccolo così con un gran rumore di cicale e un profumo dolce e piccolo così amore mio è arrivata l'estate e noi due qui distesi a far l'amore in mezzo a questo mare di cicale questo amore piccolo così ma tanto grande che mi sembra di volare e più ci penso più non so aspettare
Amore mio non devi stare in pena questa vita è una catena qualche volta fa un po' male guarda come son tranquilla io anche se attraverso il bosco con l'aiuto del buon Dio stando sempre attenta al lupo
Don Juan
Composer(s): Alan Blaikley - Ken Howard
Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich
I watched the burning sun climb in the morning sky And from all sides I hear excited voices cry Today Don Juan will fight the proudest bull of all And in the blood-red sand which one will fall Hey! Don Juan!
I am the matador who's won a thousand fights And just as many girls to while away my nights But there is one who's love thrills me like heady wine I'll fear no fear of death while she is mine Hey! Don Juan!
Don Juan, braver than brave Show us today what you are Don Juan, man amon men Your name will shine like a star
The time draws very near to meet my greatest test But with her eyes on me I'll fight my best Hey! Don Juan!
Lord, my whole life has been like a raging torrent Sweeping many things in its course that other men only dream of I've valued it so cheaply, until now
But now her love leads me to find peace of mind Let me live, let me give, my love to her
Don Juan, braver than brave Show us today what you are Don Juan, man amon men Your name will shine like a star Hey! Don Juan!
The end must be in sight this bull will die for me And I think of the one who'll share my victory As my eyes search the crowd my body turns to stone I see my lover there, but not alone Hey! Don Juan!
If I can't live for her, then there's no life for me So in this blood-red ring, die Don Juan!
Don Diablo
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé - Sandy Linzer
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé; Los Tigrillos; Zultannes del Norte
Don Diablo se ha escapado tú no sabes la que ha armado ten cuidado yo lo digo por si
anda por rincones o se esconde en los cajones de la presa que decida conseguid
seguid, si sigue así yo se lo voy a decid que le cante a mi niña como gozo cuando guiña yo quisiera darle un beso chiquitín con un swing por aquí, por allí un beso chiquitín con un swing, sí! un beso chiquitín con un swing
me agarra muy suavemente me atrapa en un tris tras no tiene moral y es difícil de saciar le gusta, y todo lo dá
Don Diablo que es muy cuco siempre sale con el truco del futuro colorado colorín
los encanta poco a poco a cualquiera vuelve loco recibidle si te empieza a perseguid
seguid, si sigue así yo se lo voy a decir que le cante a mi niña como gozo cuando guiña yo quisiera darle un beso chiquitín con un swing por aquí, por allí un beso chiquitín con un swing, sí! un beso chiquitín con un swing
me agarra muy suavemente me atrapa en un tris tras no tiene moral y es difícil de saciar le gusta, y todo lo dá
Don Diablo que se esfuma y se afeita con espuma en su forma que le gusta presumir
anda tras de ustedes y usará de mil placeres para ver como los puede conseguid
seguid, si sigue así yo se lo voy a decid que le cante a mi niña como gozo cuando guiña yo quisiera darle un beso chiquitín con un swing por aquí, por allí un beso chiquitín con un swing, sí! un beso chiquitín con un swing
me agarra muy suavemente me atrapa en un tris tras no tiene moral y es difícil de saciar le gusta, y todo lo dá
Un beso chiquitito, un swing agarradito la, la, la...
