Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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La Vie D'artiste Composer(s): Francis Claude - Léo Ferré First release by: Léo Ferré - 1961 Covered by multiple other artists
Je t'ai rencontrée par hasard Ici, ailleurs ou autre part Il se peut que tu t'en souviennes Sans se connaître on s'est aimés Et même si ce n'est pas vrai Il faut croire à l'histoire ancienne Je t'ai donné ce que j'avais De quoi chanter, de quoi rêver Et tu croyais en ma bohème Mais si tu pensais à vingt ans Qu'on peut vivre de l'air du temps Ton point de vue n'est plus le même
Cette fameuse fin du mois Qui depuis qu'on est toi et moi Nous revient sept fois par semaine Et nos soirées sans cinéma Et mon succès qui ne vient pas Et notre pitance incertaine Tu vois je n'ai rien oublié Dans ce bilan triste à pleurer Qui constate notre faillite " Il te reste encore de beaux jours Profites-en mon pauvre amour Les belles années passent vite"
Et maintenant tu vas partir Tous les deux nous allons vieillir Chacun pour soi, comme c'est triste Tu peux remporter le phono Moi je conserve le piano Je continue ma vie d'artiste Plus tard sans trop savoir pourquoi Un étranger, un maladroit Lisant mon nom sur une affiche Te parlera de mes succès Mais un peu triste toi qui sais "Tu lui diras que je m'en fiche... que je m'en fiche..."
Bad Rain
Composer(s): Dickey Betts - Warren Haynes
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Don't come around here no more bringing me all of your bad rain Can't you see I've got troubles of my own I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone? There was a time we had a good thing going on you and I both know the reason why it all went wrong Tried to stick by you, help you see it through but you used me all up, now you're on your own So, don't come around here no more bringing me all of your bad rain Can't you see I've got troubles of my own I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone? Well I tried and tried again, to be good to you but you won't a hear a word and I don't know what it's coming to Comes a time when you just have to turn and, walk away there's nothing left to do, nothing left to say So, don't come around here no more bringing me all of your bad rain Can't you see I've got troubles of my own I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone? I ain't someone to be preaching to nobody else ain't going to try and pretend to be living that clean myself Can't stand by and watch you throw your life away But there's nothing left to do, nothing left to say So, don't come around here no more bringing me all of your bad rain Can't you see I've got troubles of my own I ain't got time to be messing with all of your bad rain why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone? Why in the world can't you just leave that stuff alone?
La Vie Comme Elle Passe Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Salvatore Adamo; Toots Thielemans
Oh prends la vie comme elle passe en gardant une petite place pour tes rêves bien au chaud et si le malheur te fait face pour graver sa dédicace dans ton âme et sur ta peau alors prends le de haut regarde les oiseaux mais oui prends le de haut et rêve encore plus haut plus haut que la vie qui passe juste sur l'étoile d'en face là où tout paraît plus beau là où tout est bien plus beau
Oui prends la vie comme elle passe et si parfois ton angoisse prend les couleurs du dégoût tiens bon va jusqu'au bout même si le monde est fou mais oui va jusqu'au bout dis toi que malgré tout aussi mal qu'la vie te fasse il viendra l'instant de grâce qui fait qu'elle vaudra le coup oui ta vie vaudra le coup la vie vaut toujours le coup
Bad Penny Composer(s): Rory Gallagher Performer(s): Rory Gallagher
Well, like a bad penny you've turned up again You're in my sights, there's a mist on my lens I think you know how it was when I tripped and fell Well, you double-dealed me, baby and I broke like a shell
Like a bad penny you've sure lost the glow But I'm out of reach, your smile's sure gone cold Well, it can't ever be like it was then Well, don't you fool with me, baby Don't you mess with my plans
Some stormy nights, your memory haunts me You won't go away
Well, like a bad penny you have turned up in the change Try to fit into the picture, you can't get inside the frame I think you know I'm still sore, but I'm on the mend Times sure have changed, it won't happen again
Well, like a bad penny spins around and around Well, you won't know what's gone wrong when it all falls down You got to learn from now on to stop playing games You ought to keep on moving, you got to spin on your way
Some lonely nights, I hear you calling Won't you go away?
Well, like a bad penny you have turned up again You're in my sights, there's a mist on my lens I think you know how it was when I tripped and fell Well, you double-dealed me, baby, I cracked like a shell
La Vida Sigue Igual Composer(s): Julio Iglesias Performer(s): Julio Iglesias and multiple other artists
Unos que nacen, otros morirán unos que ríen, otros llorarán Aguas sin cauce, ríos sin mar penas y glorias, guerras y paz
Siempre hay por qué vivir por qué luchar Siempre hay por quién sufrir y a quien amar Al final las obras quedan, las gentes se van Otros que vienen las continuarán... ¡La vida sigue igual!
Pocos amigos que son de verdad cuántos te alagan si triunfando estás y si fracasas, bien comprenderás los buenos quedan, los demás se van
Siempre hay por qué vivir por qué luchar Siempre hay por quién sufrir y a quien amar Al final las obras quedan, las gentes se van Otros que vienen las continuarán... ¡La vida sigue igual!
Al final las obras quedan, las gentes se van Otros que vienen las continuarán... ¡La vida sigue igual!
Bad Or Good Composer(s): Van Morrison Performer(s): Them
Everybody got some soul I dont care about young or old Gotta hold on when all is gone Make out like its fine
While we say yeah (bad or good) Oh yeah (bad or good) Yeah (bad or good) Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (bad or good) Thatll ever happen (bad or good) Everybody (bad or good) sometimes Oh, oh yeah
Dont even have to say one word And its nothing that weve seen or heard Get out, get out, jump and shout Theyd like to know what its all about
Just say yeah (bad or good) Oh yeah (bad or good) And its alright baby (bad or good) Gotta happen (bad or good) Everybody (bad or good) Sometimes (bad or good) Some sweet time, ooo-ooo
If theres something baby You want me to do Come on over here and Ill see about you Yeah Ill make ya shake it all about Jump and shout
Just say yeah (bad or good) Oh yeah (bad or good) Wah ooo (bad or good, bad or good) Thatll happen, everybody (bad or good) Sometime (bad or good)
At sometime (bad or good) Oh yeah yeah (bad or good) Oh yeah (bad or good)
La Vida Es Una Moneda Composer(s): Fito Páez Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
La vida en una moneda quien la rebusca la tiene ojo que hablo de monedas y no de grueso billetes mi vida en una hoja en blanco un piano desafinado diez dedos largos y flacos y un manojo de palabras
Solo se trata de vivir / esa es la historia con la sonrisa en el ojal / con la idiotez y la locura de todos los dias / a lo mejor resulta bien La gente sueña que sueña la calle sigue que sigue el taxi gira que gira el cielo y la ancha avenida
Los dias cantan la historia / del hombre al borde del hombre los dias cantan mañana / los dias no tienen miedo Solo se trata de vivir / esa es la historia con un amor sin un amor / con la inocencia y la ternura que florece a veces / a lo mejor resulta bien Si nos inunda el asfalto de sensaciones profundas gocemos bien nuestro ahogo que es nuestra imagen fecunda
La vida en una moneda quien la rebusca la tiene ojo que hablo de monedas y no de grueso billetes Solo se trata de vivir / esa es la historia con la sonrisa en el ojal / con la idiotez y la locura de todos los dias / a lo mejor resulta bien
Solo se trata de vivir / esa es la historia con un amor sin un amor / con la inocencia y la ternura de todos los dias / a lo mejor resulta bien
Bad News From Home
Composer(s): Randy Newman
Performer(s): Randy Newman; Mathilde Santing
High on a cliff in Mexico Staring down at the rocks and the sea below I can hear the church bells ring I can hear the choir
I remember the night she left I drove to the station in the pouring rain Sat all night behind my big iron desk The oil on the water made a rainbow
At the end of this bone white gravel road They both lie sleeping on a feather bed And her hair is black as the sky at night But her eyes are gray like the moon You can run but you can't hide You can run but you can't hide You said you love me but I know you lied You said you love me but I know you lied
La Vida Es Un Mix Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Desnudos en el río mirando los planetas hablando y hablando Pisando los charcos con los Dioses en el aire dando y dando Yo puedo ver hacia adelante y lo que veo me gusta tanto que cruzaré el mar si me lo pides en la cresta de la ola surfeandolo
Pero no llores más nena no llores más trato y trato de hacerte entender La vida es un mix y todo está bien siempre y cuando vos lo quieras
Yo soy la mitad del hombre que debía ser pero justo la mitad que necesitas y aún así voy a parar la lluvia y te traeré el sol en un puño lleno de margaritas Yo puedo ver hacia adelante y lo que veo es lo que siento Y problema no es que la vida sea corta el problema es que estamos muertos demasiado tiempo
Pero no llores más nena no llores más trato y trato de hacerte entender La vida es un mix y todo está bien siempre y cuando vos lo quieras
trato y trato de hacerte entender La vida es un mix y todo está bien siempre y cuando
La vida es un mix todo está bien La vida es un mix todo está bien nena no llores más La vida es un mix
Bad News
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
First release by: John D. Loudermilk - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
Well, bad news travels like wildfire Good news travels slow They all call me "wildfire" 'Cause ev'rybody knows I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go Always gettin' in trouble And a-leavin' little girls That hate to see me go
They tried to hang me in Oakland And they did in Francisco But I wouldn't choke, I broke the rope And they had to let me go 'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go Always gettin' in trouble And leavin' little girls That hate to see me go
Now, from North to South, to East to West The story is the same From one state to another I have to change my name 'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go Always gettin' in trouble And a-leavin' little girls That sure hate to see me go Well, now I picked peaches in Georgia I lumberjacked in Maine I've been hired, and fired, and jailed Any town you can name 'Cause I'm bad news, ev'rywhere I go Always gettin' into trouble And a-leavin' little girls That hate to see me go
La Vida Es Un Carnaval Composer(s): Victor Daniel Performer(s): Celia Cruz
Todo aquel que piense que la vida es desigual tiene que saber que no es así que la vida es una hermosura, hay que vivirla Todo aquel que piense que está solo y que está mal tiene que saber que no es así que en la vida no hay nadie solo, siempre hay alguien
Ay, no ha que llorar, que la vida es un carnaval es más bello vivir cantando Oh, oh, oh, Ay, no hay que llorar que la vida es un carnaval y las penas se van cantando
Todo aquel que piense que la vida siempre es cruel tiene que saber que no es así que tan solo hay momentos malos, y todo pasa Todo aquel que piense que esto nunca va a cambiar tiene que saber que no es así que al mal tiempo buena cara, y todo pasa
Ay, no ha que llorar, que la vida es un carnaval es más bello vivir cantando Oh, oh, oh, Ay, no hay que llorar que la vida es un carnaval y las penas se van cantando Para aquellos que se quejan tanto Para aquellos que solo critican Para aquellos que usan las armas Para aquellos que nos contaminan Para aquellos que hacen la guerra Para aquellos que viven pecando Para aquellos nos maltratan Para aquellos que nos contagian La Vida es un Carnaval
Bad Moon Rising
Composer(s): John Fogerty
First release by: Creedence Clearwater Revival - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - La Luna È Stanca (by Stormy Six)
1977 - Tegn I Sol Og Måne (by Rock Nalle & The Flames)
1983 - Paha Kuu Nousee (by Kari Peitsamo Revival)
I see the bad moon arising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today
Don't go around tonight Well, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes ablowing I know the end is coming soon I fear rivers over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Don't go around tonight Well, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise All right!
Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we're in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye
Don't go around tonight Well, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't go around tonight Well, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise
Bad Man's Blunder
Composer(s): Lee Hays - Cisco Houston
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio; White Mountain Singers
Well early one evenin' I was rolling around I was feelin' kinda mean I shot a deputy down Strolled along home and I went to bed Well I laid my pistol up under my head
(He strolled along home) I took my time (And he went to bed) Thought I'd sleep some (Laid his pistrol) Big 22" (Up under his head) I keep it handy
Well early in the mornin' bout the break of day I figured it was time to make a getaway Steppin' right along but I was steppin' too slow Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along) I were a hot-footin' it (But he was steppin' too slow) It was a sultry day (Got surrounded by a sheriff) Boxed in (In Mexico) I didn't even have a chance to see the country
When I was arrested well I didn't have a dime The sheriff said, 'Son you're riding free this time 'Where you're going you won't need a cent 'Cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent'
('Cause where you're going) I think he means jail (You won't need a cent) Well he knows I'm broke ('Cause the great state of Texas) Yippee! (Gonna pay your rent) I'm mighty grateful fellas
Well I didn't have a key and I didn't have a file Naturally I stayed around until my trial Judge was an old man, Ninety-three And I didn't like the way the jury looked at me
(Well the judge was an old man) Too old (Ninety-three) Entirely too old I didn't like the way..the jury looked at me I think they were suspicious
(The judge and jury they did agree) (They all said murder in the first degree) (The judge said same) 'Well I dunno whether to hang you or not but this here killin' of deputy sheriffs has just naturally got to stop' [You gotta point there judge]
It was a most unsatisfactory trial They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground And all I ever did was shoot a deputy down
(Ninety and nine) It could have been life (On the hard rock pile) They might-a hung me (And all he ever did...was shoot a deputy down...) This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me [Bang! You're dead!]
Bad Luck And Trouble
Composer(s): Johnny Winter
Performer(s): Johnny Winter; Mark Wenner; Terry Garland
I believe that bad luck and trouble Man is all that joins us I mean that bad luck and trouble People that's all that joins us When my bad luck quit me Lord, my trouble just began I'm travelin' the highway Since I was a child Nobody see no woman man Nobody seems to care Bad luck and trouble Man, is all that joins us When my bad luck quit me Man, my trouble just began Lord, I'm sittin' down and thinkin' Man, I'm a long, long way from home Just sittin' down and thinkin' Man, I'm a long, long way from home Think about all my good times Lord, and my friends all want to know They never hurt nobody They never done nobody wrong Other people won't accept me they say Man, leave me alone Sittin' down and thinkin' Lord, I'm a long, long way from home Thinkin' about my good times Man, and my friends all want to know Man, ain't nobody has this trouble I gonna tell nobody else Nobody else has this trouble Man, ain't gonna tell nobody else My whole life I'm livin' baby Gonna make it by myself
La Verónica Composer(s): Fito Páez Performer(s): Fito Páez
No se filmó en Portugal eso no estaba en su plan ella deshizo valijas prendió un cigarrillo y bajo a la ciudad Roma no estaba tan mal debo admitir nada mal algo mantiene el hechizo penso y se dejo llevar por un tipo que bajaba solo por la calle del calvario
plano secuencia real solo debo caminar si de algo estaba segura era que su Verónica no iba a llorar tarde de crucifixión clavan al hijo de Dios guarda el guión en un bolso amarillo y se tira al sol a bailar
Todas las vidas cayeron al mar es tan suave verlas todas las vidas cayeron al mar y se van, y se van, y se van ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz Exterior - día - toma 22 y el sudor de Cristo dibujado sobre un manto
Todas las vidas cayeron al mar es tan suave verlas todas las vidas cayeron al mar y se van, y se van, y se van ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz el quiso un amor y no una actriz ella quiso hacerlo tan feliz
El y su coraza de marfil diseminada a resistir los encantos del jazmín yo no se porque eligió su dulce piel fue quizás que la vio tan sola yo no se ni porque eligió aquella mujer no hizo mas que volverse loca y el sudor de Cristo dibujado sobre un manto todas las vidas...
Bad Luck
Composer(s): Victor Carstarphen - Gene McFadden - John Whitehead
First release by: Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes - 1975
Look down-hearted and confused
Because lately you've been startin' to lose
Losin' out on everything you might try to do
Bad luck's there, it's got a hold on you
Losing money, `bout to lose your home
Done lost your woman and everything you own
Law of averages plainly states that chances go around
But if you want know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you down, yeah
(You got) Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (Yes, uh)
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck, bad luck (Bad)
Played a number `cause that number's hot stuff
But the bookies get you for every cent you've got
Walk around in a daze with your pockets bare
Got to see your woman and she ain't even there
Don't seem to give a whiz about it and all your trapped in time
The more I think about it, I think you're `bout to lose your mind
Some people call it jinxed, some say it ain't my day, huh
But if you wanna know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you way down
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (Yes, uh)
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck, bad luck (Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad)
One long week
Ooh, huh
Yeah, yeah
One more thing
Law of averages plainly states that chances go around
But if you wanna know the truth about it and tell you what's pullin' you down
Down, down, down, down, down
Bad luck (Yes, uh)
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck (Oh.yeah)
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (You got)
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck (I can't get away from this bad luck)
Huh
Bad luck
Bad, bad
I want to get away but I can't keep myself
`Cause I got bad luck
Huh, bad luck, y'all
Children sing with me, 'Bad luck'
Everybody's got bad luck, bad luck, bad luck
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (Mmm...mmm...)
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got
Bad luck
That's what you got, that's what you got (Hey)
Bad luck (Yeah), bad luck, bad luck (Come on), bad luck (Come on)
Ga-ga, woo
People in the world out there
I know none-a y'all satisfied, satisfied
The way crisis has been goin' on, oh, babe
I better say I'm just mad about mornin' paper, yeah
They cut down on smokin' [Cut down on smokin']
We have to cut down on dreamin' [Cut down on dreamin']
`Cause early one morning I got me a paper, huh
I sat down on my living room floor
Opened it up [Opened it up], opened it up [Opened it up]
Guess, what I saw, huh?
Saw the President of the United States, huh
The man said he was gonna give it up
He's giving us high hopes
But he still turned around and left all us poor folks behind
They say they got another man to take his place
But I don't think they need to satisfy the human race
Bad luck, huh
Bad luck, bad luck, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
The only the thing that I got that I can hold on
Is my God, huh, my God, huh
Jesus be with me, Jesus
Give me good luck, huh, good luck
Help me Jesus, huh
Everybody needs