Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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L'âge D'aimer Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
L'âge d'aimer, ça n'a pas d'âge Quinze ans, quarante ou davantage Tant que le cur bat dans sa cage On a l'âge d'aimer
C'est l'âge des années frivoles Où soudain la raison s'affole Lorsque le corps prend la parole On a l'âge d'aimer
Si ta couleur n'est pas la mienne Si mon âge est distant du tien On s'aimera quoi qu'il advienne Nous avons l'âge de nos veines Et l'amour est notre destin
Qui sait où commence, où s'arrête L'âge puéril, l'âge un peu bête Gravé dans nos curs et nos têtes L'âge d'aimer L'âge d'aimer
Lorsque, oubliant ses différences Le corps veut vivre ses violences, La peau souffrant ses impatiences, On a l'âge d'aimer
À l'âge où le désir nous rive Quand la raison perd sa dérive Au cri d'un "qui m'aime me suive" On a l'âge d'aimer
Vois notre sol devient nuage On a l'enfance au fond des yeux Quand on aime on a le même âge Le cur fomente des orages Et l'amour joue avec le feu
Quinze ans, quarante ou davantage De voyage en vagabondage Quand je devrai, tournant la page Émigrer de l'âge d'aimer, Je n'aurai plus aucun courage Je serai plus vieux que le temps, Aussi c'est désespérément Qu'avec toi je m'agrippe à l'âge Mon amour, à l'âge d'aimer
Bang Went The Chance Of A Lifetime
Performer(s): George Robey
Now old aunt Rebecca is rich
She's the Dowager Duchess of Diddle
When she dies I inherit a million or so
But the old girl's as fit as a fiddle
Whilst gunning the moors on the twelfth
In a quiet lonely spot by the sea
I saw someone there by the cliff, I declare
'Twas the Dowager Duchess of D!
At that critical moment some birds came in sight
So I upped with my gun and I blazed left and right
And I nearly hit auntie! Yes-nearly, not quite!
And bang went the chance of a lifetime
'Twas a pity, I say, 'twas a pity, I might have
struck her with one of the pellets-however
Returning one night from a ball
In a mellowish mood and reflective
I saw a strange light in a bank-I said, "Ha!
Like that, "Ha!"
I'll play Sherlock Holmes the detective"
A half-open window I spied
And inside I proceeded to slip
There a burglar I saw forcing wide the safe door
So I held him in muscular grip!
But he slipped and he bunked, he was wiry and thin
And the safe was wide open and slap full of "tin"!
I drew a deep breath-then two coppers rushed in!
And bang went the chance of a lifetime
'Twas a pity, I say, 'twas a pity, I might have got some of the, er, however
Oh, I hardly like to tell you the, er, personal, however
Now the wife and her mother (Oh, the mother!), last June
Went to stay with the Marquis de Caxey (She's alright, too)
So I saw them safe off in a taxi
At somewhere about ten o'clock
Came a telegram-Heavens alive!
Poor dear Ma and the wife! Fearful smash! Loss of life!
Total wreck of the eight-forty-five!
'Twas a terrible crash, eighty passengers slain!
And I manfully struggled my tears to restrain
When the ghastly news reached me-they'd both missed the train!
And bang went the chance of a lifetime!
Once I courted a sweet winsome wench
She was nineteen and also an heiress
(It's nice when a girl is a Venus galore
And also a millionairess!)
I wooed her, I wooed, I won (Wow, wow)
"My darling," she said, "I am thine!"
She swore she'd be true (Get away!)
So I thought I would too
What do you think? I thought it was fine!
My sweet Hyacinth, fairest of flowers that blow!
(With a millionaire Pa in Chicago, what ho!)
So I put up the banns, then the wife got to know
And bang went the chance of a lifetime
L'affiche Rouge Composer(s): Louis Aragon - Léo Ferré Performer(s): Léo Ferré and multiple other artists
Vous n'avez réclamé ni gloire ni les larmes Ni l'orgue ni la prière aux agonisants Onze ans déjà que cela passe vite onze ans Vous vous étiez servis simplement de vos armes La mort n'éblouit pas les yeux des Partisans
Vous aviez vos portraits sur les murs de nos villes Noirs de barbe et de nuit hirsutes menaçants L'affiche qui semblait une tache de sang Parce qu'à prononcer vos noms sont difficiles Y cherchait un effet de peur sur les passants
Nul ne semblait vous voir Français de préférence Les gens allaient sans yeux pour vous le jour durant Mais à l'heure du couvre-feu des doigts errants Avaient écrit sous vos photos Morts Pour La France Et les mornes matins en étaient différents
Tout avait la couleur uniforme du givre A la fin février pour vos derniers moments Et c'est alors que l'un de vous dit calmement Bonheur à tous Bonheur à ceux qui vont survivre Je meurs sans haine en moi pour le peuple allemand
Adieu la peine et le plaisir Adieu les roses Adieu la vie adieu la lumière et le vent Marie-toi sois heureuse et pense à moi souvent Toi qui vas demeurer dans la beauté des choses Quand tout sera fini plus tard en Erivan
Un grand soleil d'hiver éclaire la colline Que la nature est belle et que le cur me fend La justice viendra sur nos pas triomphants Ma Mélinée ô mon amour mon orpheline Et je te dis de vivre et d'avoir un enfant
Ils étaient vingt et trois quand les fusils fleurirent Vingt et trois qui donnaient le cur avant le temps Vingt et trois étrangers et nos frères pourtant Vingt et trois amoureux de vivre à en mourir Vingt et trois qui criaient la France en s'abattant
Comme J'ai Toujours Envie D'aimer German & Spanish Titles: Komm; Asi te quiero Composer(s): Marc Hamilton Originally performed by: Marc Hamilton Covered by various other artists
Comme j'ai toujours envie d'aimer J'ai toujours envie de toi Oh toi que j'aime
Comme j'ai toujours envie de toi Je te cherche où que tu sois Oh toi que j'aime
Comme tu es femme dans la nuit Mes mains tremblent sur tes hanches J'ai envie de tes lèvres, mon amour
Comme j'ai toujours envie d'aimer J'ai toujours envie de toi Oh toi que j'aime
Comme tu es belle dans la nuit Quand je sens ton corps sur mon corps J'ai envie de te parler d'amour
Comme j'ai toujours envie de toi Je te cherche où que tu sois Oh toi que j'aime
Comme tu es belle quand tu es nue De sentir ton souffle court J'ai envie de te faire l'amour
Comme j'ai toujours envie d'aimer J'ai toujours envie de toi Oh toi que j'aime
Comme j'ai toujours envie de toi Je te cherche où que tu sois Oh toi que j'aime
Laetitia Composer(s): Jean-Pierre Lang - François de Roubaix Performer(s): Alain Delon
Laetitia je ne savais pas Que tu étais tout pour moi Un oiseau chantait tout près de moi Mais je ne l'entendais pas Et tu vivais innocente, éphémère Tu habillais nos printemps de chimère
Laetitia je ne savais pas Que la vie n'est rien sans toi L'oiseau fragile un jour s'est abattu La mort ne l'a pas rendu Et tu reposes dans le bleu de la mer Toi qui colorais de bleu nos chimères
Un oiseau chantait près de moi Jamais il ne reviendra Laetitia, non je ne savais pas J'étais amoureux de toi!
Bang Shang-A-Lang
Composer(s): Jeff Barry
Performer(s): The Archies
I recall just walking down the street
Tryin' to escape the city heat
I saw her from the corner of my eye, eye, eye
Yeah she looked so good I thought I'd die
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
Somethin' said I shouldn't waste no time
If I'm ever gonna make her mine
I walked right up and said how do you do, do, do
She said, "I'll bet I do as good as you"
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
I remember when I held her tight
(Bang shang a-lang)
Felt like holdin' dynamite now
(Bang shang a-lang)
What's that ringin' in my ear?
(Bang shang a-lang)
Tell me ain't those bells I hear?
(Bang shang a-lang)
Bang bang (shang a lang)
Bang bang (shang a lang)
Bang bang bang (shang a lang lang)
Bang bang bang (shang a lang lang)
Now she's gonna spend her life with me
And we'll be as happy as can be
Because I love her more than I can tell, tell, tell
Sunday afternoon we'll hear the bells
And they'll go
Bang shang a lang
Bang shang a lang
Bang shang a lang, bang bang
Oh they'll go
Bang shang a lang
Bang shang a lang
Bang shang a lang, bang bang
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
My heart went bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang
Bang shang a-lang, bang bang
Bang The Drum All Day
Composer(s): Todd Rundgren
First release by: Todd Rundgren - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
I don't want to work I wan' bang on the drum all day I don't want to play I just want to bang on the drum all day
Ever since I was a tiny boy I don't want no candy I don't need no toy I took a stick and an old coffee can I pound on that thing 'till I got Blisters on my hand because
When I get older they think I'm a fool The teacher told me I should stay after school She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands But my licks was so hot I made the teacher wanna dance And that's why
Every day when I get home from work I feel frustrated The boss is a jerk And I get my sticks and go out to the shed And I pound on the drum like it was the boss's head because
Rusty Hinge Composer(s): Lew Brown Performer(s): Louis Jordan & Chick Webb
Rusty hinge on the bench Never satisfied with what I've got I'm a good for nothin' rusty hinge Always cringe!
I'll be drinkin' my corn Till Gabriel blows his horn! That music gets me swinging Maybe I don't know What it means to swing Baby, I don't care When I open my mouth and start to swing!
Rusty hinge on a bench Never satisfied with what I've got I'm a good for nothin' rusty hinge!
Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
Composer(s): Sonny Bono
First release by: Cher - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Bang-Bang (French Version) (by Sheila)
1966 - Bang Bang (Italian Version) (by Equipe 84)
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Seasons came and changed the time
And I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
This Guitar Is For Sale Composer(s): Shel Silverstein - Fred Koller First release by: Bobby Bare - 1978
This guitar is for sale, I'll let her go cheap She's pretty to look at but she don't earn her keep She can roar like the west wind, she can weep, she can wail But the tunes that she plays just ain't sellin' today This guitar is for sale.
She lay close beside me on cold winter nights She's got me in trouble and she won me some fights We both come out all right She knows all the sad songs that Hank ever wrote Just touch her once gently and she'll take you on home She'll tell you some stories 'bout junk yards and jails And a fool with a song and a dream that went wrong This guitar is for sale.
She's rode cross this country on freight trains and trucks On 'round pawnshop windows when we're down on our luck We been down on our luck So please treat her kind, keep her out of the rain It's funny you're askin', I never gave her a name But if you say she looks weary, you been readin' our mail So if you got the dough buddy take her and go This guitar is for sale.
She's won me some ladies with her sweet lovin' songs And she's stuck right here with me when the ladies were gone And the ladies are gone But hard times and trouble been doggin' our tail So if you got the dough buddy take her and go This guitar is for sale...
Bang Bang
((Adapted from: Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) (by Cher) - 1966))
((French Version: Bang-Bang (by Sheila) - 1966))
Composer(s): Sonny Bono - Alessandro Colombini - Duilio Del Prete
Performer(s): Equipe 84 - 1966
and multiple other artists
Avevamo cinque anni correvamo sui cavalli io e lei contro agli indiani eravamo due cow boy
bang bang, di colpo lei bang bang, lei si voltò bang bang, di colpo lei bang bang, a terra mi gettò
Non si può fermare il tempo non si può mutare il vento quindici anni aveva lei ricordo quando mi baciò
bang bang, di colpo lei bang bang, lei si voltò bang bang, lei mi baciò bang bang, e a terra mi lasciò
Sempre al mondo ci sarà chi quei colpi sparerà Sempre al mondo ci sarà chi quei colpi sparerà
A vent'anni all'improvviso senza dir perché né dove se ne andata lei mi ha ucciso come fosse un colpo al cuor
bang bang, di colpo lei bang bang, lei si voltò bang bang, lei se ne andò bang bang, e a terra mi lasciò
Bang-Bang ((Adapted from: Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) (by Cher) - 1966)) ((Italian Version: Bang Bang (by Equipe 84) - 1966)) Composer(s): Sonny Bono - Claude Carrère - Georges Aber Performer(s): Sheila - 1966 and multiple other artists
Nous avions dix ans à peine Tous nos jeux étaient les mêmes Aux gendarmes et aux voleurs Tu me visais droit au cur Bang bang, tu me tuais Bang bang, et je tombais Bang bang, et ce bruit-là Bang bang, je ne l'oublierai pas
Nous avons grandi ensemble On s'aimait bien il me semble Mais tu n'avais de passion Que pour tes jeux de garçon Bang bang, tu t'amusais Bang bang, je te suivais Bang bang, et ce bruit-là Bang bang, je ne l'oublierai pas
Un jour tu as eu vingt ans Il y avait déjà longtemps Que l'amour avait remplacé Notre amitié du passé Et quand il en vint une autre On ne sait à qui la faute Tu ne m'avais jamais menti Avec elle tu es parti Bang bang, tu m'as quittée Bang bang, je suis restée Bang bang, et ce bruit-là Bang bang, je ne l'oublierai pas
Quand j'aperçois des enfants Se poursuivre en s'amusant Et faire semblant de se tuer Je me sens le cur serré Bang bang, je me souviens Bang bang, tout me revient Bang bang, et ce bruit-là Bang bang, je ne l'oublierai pas
Troubadour Song Composer(s): Louis Pippa Performer(s): Burl Ives
Do you happen to know of a maiden in need Of a sweetheart? Here's one who is anxious to plead It's a shame that a handsome young fellow like me Should be left while the nightingale sings in the tree It's a shame that a handsome young fellow like me Should be left while the nightingale sings in the tree
In the wood and the meadow, beneath the bright moon Every lad with his lass makes the most of the June The world's gone a-wooing, excepting of me While the nightingale sings to his mate in the tree The world's gone a-wooing, excepting of me While the nightingale sings to his mate in the tree
The time, it is short, there is none I can spare For the nightingale's song will soon die in the air Don't you think, dearest Phyllis, you'd better agree To make love while the nightingale sings in the tree? Don't you think, dearest Phyllis, you'd better agree To make love while the nightingale sings in the tree?
Der Junge Mit Der Mundharmonika Performer(s): Christian Anders
Da war ein Traum, der so alt ist, wie die Welt Und der ihn traeumt, hoert ihm zu, der ihn erzaehlt
Der Junge mit der Mundharmonika singt von dem, was einst geschah in silbernen Traeumen von der Barke mit der glaesernen Fracht die in sternenklarer Nacht Deiner Traurigkeit entflieht
Du hoerst sein Lied und ein Engel steht im Raum Dann weißt du nicht, ist es Wahrheit oder Traum
Der Junge mit der Mundharmonika singt von dem, was einst geschah in silbernen Traeumen von der Barke mit der glaesernen Fracht die in sternenklarer Nacht Deiner Traurigkeit entflieht
Der Junge mit der Mundharmonika singt von dem, was einst geschah in silbernen Traeumen von der Barke mit der glaesernen Fracht die in sternenklarer Nacht Deiner Traurigkeit entflieht
Ladytron Composer(s): Bryan Ferry First release by: Roxy Music - 1972
You've got me girl on the run around run around You've got me all around town You've got me girl on the run around And it's getting me down, getting me down Lady if you want to find a lover Then you look no further For I'm gonna be your only Searching at the start of the season And my only reason Is that I´ll get to you I´ll find some way of connection Hiding my intention Then I´ll move up close to you I´ll use you and I´ll confuse you And then I´ll lose you Still you won't suspect me
Guust Flater En De Marsipulami Composer(s): Johnny Hoes Performer(s): Dennie Christian
Samen: Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop
Marsupilami: In het oerwoud was ik blij tussen de hoge bomen Maar jouw vrienden hebben mij met zich meegenomen
Dennie: Marsupilami, aardig beest al ben je ver van huis Zowaar als ik Guust Flater heet bij mij voel jij je thuis
Marsupilami: Zeg, Guust, dat is fideel Dat vind ik krimmineel
Samen: Wij zijn twee vrienden, jij en ik Twee dikke vrienden, jij en ik Wij blijven altijd bij elkaar Al worden we meer dan honderd jaar Wij blijven vrienden tot onze laatste snik
Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij zijn twee vrienden met een gouden hart Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij vormen samen een paar apart
Marsupilami: Ook al ben ik ver van huis sta ik toch vaak te kijken Hoe de mensen bij jou thuis veel op apen lijken
Dennie: Marsupilami, aardig beest je hebt een scherpe blik Het barst hier van de apen en de grootste dat ben ik
Marsupilami: Al sta je soms voor aap je blijft een leuke knaap
Samen: Wij zijn twee vrienden, jij en ik Twee dikke vrienden, jij en ik Wij blijven altijd bij elkaar Al worden we meer dan honderd jaar Wij blijven vrienden tot onze laatste snik
Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij zijn twee vrienden met een gouden hart Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij vormen samen een paar apart
Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij zijn twee vrienden met een gouden hart Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij vormen samen een paar apart
Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij zijn twee vrienden met een gouden hart Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Wij vormen samen een paar apart
Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop Hoeba hoeba hoeba hop hop hop
While you sit and seek a crescent moon is laying At your feet With hope that's made of sand It don't think you can But you have held it all in your hands
I've been trying hard to keep from needing you But from the start My heart just rolled and flowed I've seen where it goes Still somehow my love for you grows, Lady-0
So on my heels I'll grow wings Gonna ride silver strings But I'll see you in my holiest dreams, Lady-0
(repeat chorus)
I've been trying hard to keep from needing you But from the start My heart just rolled and flowed I've seen where it goes
Still somehow my love for you grows, Lady-O So on my heels I'll grow wings Gonna ride silver strings But I'll see you in my holiest dreams, Lady-O
Bandstand Boogie
Composer(s): Charles Albertine - Larry Elgart - Bob Horn
Performer(s): Barry Manilow
and multiple other artists
We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
we're goin' hoppin' today
where things are poppin' (Pop)
the Philadelphia way
we're gonna drop in (Drop)
on all the music they play
on the Bandstand (Bandstand)
We're goin' swingin' (Swing)
we're gonna swingin' the crowd
and we'll be clingin' (Cling)
and floatin' high as a cloud
The phones are ringin' (Ring)
My mom and dad are so proud
I'm on Bandstand (Bandstand)
And I'll jump, and hey, I may even show 'em my handstand
because I'm on, because I'm on the American Bandstand
when we dance real slow I'll show all the guys in the grandstand
what a swinger I am, I am on American Bandstand
we're goin' hoppin'
we're goin' hoppin' today
where things are poppin'
the Philadelphia way
we're gonna drop in
on all the music they play
on the Bandstand (Bandstand)
Bandstand
Bandstand
Bandstand
Bandstand The Bandstand The Bandstand
(What d'ya know--Here on the show--ready to go--what a pro)
Hey I'm makin' my mark
Gee, this joint is jumpin'
they made such a fuss just to see us arrive
Hey, it's Mr. Dick Clark
what a place you've got here
swell spot the music's hot here
best in the east, give it at least a seventy five!
Now for all you Joe's here goes my American handstand
Because I'm on, because I'm on the American Bandstand
As we dance real slow I'm showin' the guys in the grandstand
that I like my girl, but I love American Bnadstand
The singers' croonin'
he ain't the greatest but gee
my baby's swoonin'
in front of all of TV
so if you tune in
you'll see my baby and me
on the Bandstand (Bandstand)
and now we're hoppin'
and we'll be hoppin' all day
when things are poppin'
the philadelphia way
and you can drop in
on all the music they play
on the Bandstand
Bandstand
And we'll rock and roll and stroll on American
Lindy hop and slop, it's American
tune in, I'm on,
turn on, I'm in, I'm on
Today (Bandstand)
