Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Don't Get Me Started Composer(s): Phil Collins Performer(s): Phil Collins
Dont get me started on politicians And the lies they spread Dont even mention sex and religion And who they take to bed But if you see me running down the street Know where Im running to Im tired of honesty being denied us Im coming looking for you
Dont hold me down, Im on my way And nothings gonna turn me round Dont turn around, give it to me straight Im on my way and nothings gonna shake me Ill hold my ground Wild horses wont make me
Dont get me started on information Magazines and t.v. Theres one man under his big umbrella While its raining on you and me Everyday its getting harder to judge Fiction from fact Im tired of truth being denied me Its mine and I want it back
Dont hold me down, Im on my way And nothings gonna turn me round Dont turn around, give it to me straight Im on my way and nothings gonna shake me Ill hold my ground Wild horses wont make me
Business as usual in our pressure steamer Where reality slips from view They say that we cant take it I think I can, can you?
Dont get me started on blood and thunder With people flying blind Not caring what or who they take with them Or what they leave behind Its one mans God against another While the river of tears roll by The things they do in the name of their father Can someone tell me why
Dont hold me down, Im on my way And nothings gonna turn me round Dont turn around, give it to me straight Im on my way and nothings gonna shake me Ill hold my ground Dont get me started
Aux Enfants De La Chance ((English Version: To All the Lucky Kids (by Mick Harvey) - 1997)) Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg First release by: Serge Gainsbourg - 1987
Aux enfants de la chance Qui n'ont jamais connu les transes Des shoots et du shit Je dirai en substance Ceci
Touchez pas à la poussière d'ange Angel dust en Shoot ou en shit Zéro héro à l'infini
Je dis dites-leur et dis-leur De casser la gueule aux dealers Qui dans l'ombre attendent leur Heure L'hor Reur D'min Nuit
Aux enfants de la chance Qui n'ont jamais connu les transes Des shoots et du shit Je dirai en substance Ceci
Ne commettez pas d'imprudences Surtout n'ayez pas l'imprudence De vous faire foutre en l'air avant l'heure dite Comme Samantha Edith Et dites
Je dis dites-leur et dis-leur De casser la gueule aux dealers Qui dans l'ombre attendent leur Heure L'hor Reur D'min Nuit
Aux enfants de la chance Qui n'ont jamais connu les transes Des shoots et du shit Je dirai en substance Ceci
N'approchez pas le magic mushroom N'essayez surtout pas le free base Car c'est lui qui vous baise C'est celui qui vous baise À l'aise
Je dis dites-leur et dis-leur De casser la gueule aux dealers Qui dans l'ombre attendent leur Heure L'hor Reur D'min Nuit
Aux enfants de la chance Qui n'ont jamais connu les transes Des shoots et du shit Je dirai en substance Ceci
Touchez pas au dragon chasing Chasse au dragon Qui se prend en shoot ou en shit Zéro héro à l'infini
Je dis dites-leur et dis-leur De casser la gueule aux dealers Qui dans l'ombre attendent leur Heure L'hor Reur D'min Nuit
Aux Armes Et Caetera ((Adapted from: Variazioni Sulla Marsigliese Per Violino E Orchestra - 1784; La Marseillaise - 1792)) Composer(s): Giovanni Battista Viotti - Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle - Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg - 1979
Allons enfant de la patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé Contre nous de la tyrannie L'étendard sanglant est levé
Aux armes et caetera
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes Mugir ces féroces soldats Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Egorger nos fils nos compagnes
Aux armes et caetera
Amour sacré de la patrie Conduis soutiens nos bras vengeurs Liberté liberté chérie Combats avec tes défenseurs
Aux armes et caetera
Nous entrerons dans la carrière Quand nos aînés n'y seront plus Nous y trouverons leur poussière Et la trace de leurs vertus
The Autumn Waltz Composer(s): Hilliard - Coleman Performer(s): Tony Bennett
Chill winds and blue skies are everywhere And I'm sentimental cause I still care Constantly dreaming of one love affair When I hear the Autumn waltz
Golden october is when we met Wind dries the leaves but my eyes stay wet You are the one love that I can't forget When I hear the Autumn waltz
Come back to me, come back to me High on the haystack is where I'll be The new harvest dance is about to begin And the barn is a palace when sweethearts walk in
No strings this season I'm on my own It's the loneliest feeling I've ever known If you don't show up I'll just walk home alone When they play the Autumn waltz When they play the Autumn waltz
Don't Forget To Remember
Composer(s): Barry Gibb - Maurice Gibb
First release by: The Bee Gees - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Oh my heart won't believe that you have left me I keep telling my self that it's true I can get over anything you want my love But I can't get myself over you
Don't forget to remember me And the love that used to be I still remember you I love you In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above Don't forget to remember me my love
On my wall lies a photograph of you girl Though I try to forget you somehow You're the mirror of my soul so take me out of my hole Let me try to go on living right now
Don't forget to remember me And the love that used to be I still remember you I love you In my heart lies a memory to tell the stars above Don't forget to remember me my love
Autumn To May Composer(s): Peter Yarrow - Noel Paul Stookey First release by: Peter, Paul and Mary - 1962
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run His legs they were fourteen yards long, his ears so very wide Around the world in half a day, upon him I could ride
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a little frog, he wore a vest of red He'd lean upon his silver cane, a top hat on his head He'd speak of far off places, of things to see and do Of all the Kings and Queens he'd met while sailing in a shoe
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a flock of sheep, they grazed upon a feather I'd keep them in a music box from wind or rainy weather And every day the sun would shine, they'd fly all through the town To bring me back some golden rings, candy by the pound
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May
Oh once I had a downey swan, she was so very frail She sat upon an oyster shell and hatched me out a snail The snail had changed into a bird, the bird to butterfly And he who tells a bigger tale would have to tell a lie
Don't Forget To Dance
Composer(s): Ray Davies
First release by: The Kinks - 1983
You look out of your window Into the night Could be rain, could be snow But it can't feel as cold as you're feeling inside
And all of you friends are either married, vanished Or just left alone But that's no reason to just stop living That's no excuse to just give in to a sad and lonely heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Don't forget to smile Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Forget it for a while
'Cause darling, darling I bet you danced a good one in your time And if this were a party I'd really make sure the next one would be mine Yes, you with the broken heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Don't forget to smile Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Forget it for a while
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Forget it for a while
You walk down the street And all the young punks whistle at you A nice bit of old Just goes to show what you can achieve with the right attitude As you pass them by They whisper their remarks one to another And you give them the eye Even that you know that you could be their mother You do the thing you love the most What separates you from the rest And what you love to do the most? And when they ask me how you dance I say that you dance real close
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no Don't forget to dance
Autumn Serenade Composer(s): Peter De Rose - Sammy Gallop Performer(s): Harry James and multiple other artists
Thru the trees comes autumn with her serenade Melodies the sweetest music ever played Autumn kisses we knew are beautiful souvenirs As I pause to recall the leaves seem to fall like tears Silver stars were clining to an autumn sky Love was ours until October wandered by Let the years come and go I'll still feel the glow that time can not fade When I hear that lovely autumn serenade
Don't Forget To Cry
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant - Felice Bryant
Performer(s): The Everly Brothers; Mandy Barnett
You always said you'd shed a million teardrops If we should part, if ever we should part But now you're gonna leave me high and dry So, goodbye baby, Don't Forget To Cry The tears you shed would build a brand new river If we were through, if ever we were through But now somebody new has caught your eye So, goodbye baby, Don't Forget To Cry
But now somebody new has caught your eye So, goodbye baby, Don't Forget To Cry
The tears you shed would build a brand new river If we were through, if ever we were through But now somebody new has caught your eye So, goodbye baby, Don't Forget To Cry
Autumn Of My Life Composer(s): Bobby Goldsboro Performer(s): Bobby Goldsboro; Bobby Bare; Hargus "Pig" Robbins
In the spring of my life she came to me She brought sunshine where winter winds had blown Then I took her for my wife in the spring of my life And she brought me a joy I'd never known
And the years they went by in the spring of my life And in summer she blessed me with a child Love continued to grow in the summer of my life And in every morning sun I saw her smile
But in the autumn of my years I noticed the tears And I knew that our life was in the past Though I tried to pretend, I knew it was the end For the autumn of my life had come at last
Now what, what do you say to a child of ten? How do you tell him his daddy's goin' away? Do I tell him that I reached the autumn of my life And that he'll understand some winter's day?
Now a rose can't be found on a snow-covered ground And the sun cannot shine through cloudy skies But I'm richer, you see, for the years she gave to me And I'm content in the autumn of my life
Don't Forget The Coffee Billy Joe
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
First release by: Tom T. Hall - 1973
It snowed the night before and it had frozen on the ground We didn't have a car and we lived seven miles from town And I can hear my daddy's voice so many years ago Saying, "Don't forget the coffee Billy Joe." "Mama needs her medicine, she's got that real bad cough We'll get our check on Monday, tell ol' Sam we'll pay him off You can catch a ride when you get to the black-top road Don't forget the coffee Billy Joe"
Me and Quentin went back on the hill and we cut some wood Burnin' in that ol' warm mornin' stove it sure smelled good Daddy couldn't get work then and I was just a child And God was on vacation for awhile
"Well, if you see Fred you tell him I'll come help him kill them hogs And ask him if he'd still be interested in my dogs Don't hang around that pool room all day, we might get more snow And don't forget the coffee Billy Joe"
Well, they wonder why there ain't no rabbits left this day and time To tell the truth I guess we ate 'em all in '49 Was that yesterday or was it over 20 years ago
"Don't forget the coffee Billy Joe" "Mama needs her medicine, she's got that real bad cough We'll get our check on Monday tell ol' Sam we'll pay him off You can catch a ride when you get to the black-top road Don't forget the coffee Billy Joe (Now pay attention, son) Don't forget the coffee Billy Joe"
Autumn Leaves ((Adapted from: Les Feuilles Mortes (by Yves Montand) - 1946)) Composer(s): Joseph Kosma - Jacques Prévert - Johnny Mercer Performer(s): Jo Stafford - 1950 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1956 - Osennie List'ya (by Gelena Velikanova) 1966 - Le Foglie Morte (by Bobby Solo) 1977 - Frunze Moarte (by Alla Baianova) 1980 - Herfstsymphonie (by Will Tura) 2004 - Herfst (by Koen Crucke)
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my darling When autumn leaves start to fall
C'est une chanson, qui nous ressemble Toi tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Nous vivions tous deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants désunis
Don't Forget Old Dixie Land
Composer(s): E.S. Huntington - Leslie Taylor
Going away, boy, going today, boy You must go up North you say You know 'twill grieve us, boy, when you leave us Things are too dull, you can't stay Look in my eyes, boy You think it wise, boy To leave your Southern home We say to you, boy, be brave and true, boy No matter where you may roam
Mother, a letter, saying he's better He's coming back home today He could not stay there, so far away there He's coming back now to stay There is the train now He's here again now See him he waves his hand We've got him back, dear He's still our Jack, dear Welcome to old Dixie land
Don't forget old Dixie land, let you heart be true Southern son of Southern birth, she'll always welcome you Though near or far, where'er you are, for Dixie take your stand Forget all else, my boy, but don't forget old Dixie land!
Les Feuilles Mortes Composer(s): Joseph Kosma - Jacques Prévert First release by: Yves Montand - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1950 - Autumn Leaves (by Jo Stafford) 1956 - Osennie List'ya (by Gelena Velikanova) 1966 - Le Foglie Morte (by Bobby Solo) 1977 - Frunze Moarte (by Alla Baianova) 1980 - Herfstsymphonie (by Will Tura) 2004 - Herfst (by Koen Crucke)
Oh! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux où nous étions amis En ce temps-là la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié... Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Et le vent du nord les emporte Dans la nuit froide de l'oubli Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublié La chanson que tu me chantais
C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis
Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Mais mon amour silencieux et fidèle Sourit toujours et remercie la vie Je t'aimais tant, tu étais si jolie Comment veux-tu que je t'oublie? En ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle Et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui Tu étais ma plus douce amie Mais je n'ai que faire des regrets Et la chanson que tu chantais Toujours, toujours je l'entendrai!
C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble Toi, tu m'aimais et je t'aimais Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimais Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis
Don't Forbid Me
((Danish Version: Livet Får Mening (Four Jacks) - 1957))
Composer(s): Charles Singleton
First recording/First release by: Pat Boone - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists
Don't forbid me to hold you tight A-darlin', don't forbid me to hold you tight Let me hold you in my lovin' arms 'Cause it's cold and I can keep you warm
A-don't-a forbid me to kiss your lips A-darlin', don't forbid me to kiss your lips Let me kiss you, please, baby, please 'Cause it's cold and your lips might freeze
Well, there's a strong West wind a-blowin' And there's a big blue moon above And, pretty baby, I've been knowin' You need some heart-warmin' love
So don't-a forbid me to talk sweet talk A-Darlin', don't forbid me to talk sweet talk Let-a me fill your little heart with fire 'Cause it's cold, so don't forbid my desire
It's so cold (it's so cold) So don't forbid-a my desire (Don't forbid my desire)
Le Foglie Morte ((Adapted from: Les Feuilles Mortes (by Yves Montand) - 1946)) Composer(s): Joseph Kosma - Jacques Prévert - Alessandro Cavaliere Performer(s): Bobby Solo - 1966
Versions In Other Languages: 1950 - Autumn Leaves (by Jo Stafford) 1956 - Osennie List'ya (by Gelena Velikanova) 1977 - Frunze Moarte (by Alla Baianova) 1980 - Herfstsymphonie (by Will Tura) 2004 - Herfst (by Koen Crucke)
Sono per me le foglie morte i sogni miei che hai preso tu
Morì così il nostro amore scese l'autunno nei nostri cuor
Foglie morte son le illusioni vissute allora insieme a te
E l'amore non è più che un sogno un sogno già spento per te
Foglie morte son le illusioni vissute allora insieme a te
E l'amore non è più che un sogno un sogno già spento per me
Don't Fish In My Sea
Composer(s): Gertrude Rainey - Bessie Smith
Performer(s): Ma Rainey
and multiple other artists
My daddy come home this mornin', drunk as he could be My daddy come home this mornin', drunk as he could be I know that he's done got bad on me
He used to stay out late, now he don't come home at all He used to stay out late, now he don't come home at all I know there's another mule been kicking in my stable
If you don't like my ocean, don't fish in my sea If you don't like my ocean, don't fish in my sea Stay out of my valley, let my mountain be
I ain't had no loving since God knows when I ain't had no loving since God knows when That's the reason I'm through with these no-good, trifling men
You'll never miss the sunshine till the rain begin to fall You'll never miss the sunshine till the rain begin to fall You'll never miss your ham till another mule be in your stall
