Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Barn Av Vår Tid Composer(s): Ulf Dageby Performer(s): Nationalteatern
Vi är barn av vår tid vi är barn av vår tid Är du rädd för ditt eget barn lilla mamma...?
Vårat tidsfördriv vårat tidsfördriv är att slå pensionärer på käften eller hur lilla mamma...?
Vaktbolagen kommer snart då blir det en jävla fart dom har betalt för att jaga ungar Gården är stängd för länge sen Snuten jagar tonårsgäng Natten är så hård för betongens kungar
Vi är barn av vår tid vi är barn av vår tid Är du rädd för ditt eget barn lilla mamma...?
Thinnertasan vandrar mellan husen Thinnertrasan tänder alla ljusen Thinnertrasan tar mej till ett annat land där jag kan vara en höghusbaby! säga till tjejen att maybe... så kan vi segla på månen tillsammans Come on my darlin vi glömmer allt annat
Farsan sitter hemma framför TV:n Morsan sitter antagligen breve Lika bra att ta sig ner till EPA:s torg Där kan vi låta betongen gunga! gasa och sniffa och flumma! Där kan vi segla på månen tillsammans Come on my darlin´vi glömmer alltsammans
Kom igen lilla Svensson sätta hårt mot hårt är våran stil! Hatar du oss så hatar vi dej Betong feeling!
Ödmjuka bracka som bugar för överheten Du skickar snuten på ungar sen sover du snällt i borgarsmeten Blev du rädd nu, din fega fan för ditt eget barn??? Jag vet att du sliter varje dag på fabriken Men om det ska gå ut över mej så blir jag besviken! För vi är inte snälla vi kraschar systemets fönster Inte husses hund inga krypande svassande mönster Blev du rädd nu din fega fan för ditt eget barn...?
Det enda du kommer på Sy in din son på en kåk Vissla på en snutlakej Så kommer dom och hämtar mej Medan borgarasen flinar åt hur jobbardräggen svinar Farsan tänk till! Vad är det du vill?????! Dom Burar In Dina Egna Barn!!!!!! Dom Burar In Dina Egna Barn!!!!!! Dom Burar In Dina Egna Barn!!!!!! Dom Burar In Dina Egna Barn!!!!!!
L'alba di un nuovo giorno L'alba del mio ritorno L'alba di chi ha sbagliato L'alba di chi è battuto L'alba lungo le strade L'alba di chi ora cede
E poi il giorno sulla mia casa Il giorno senza una scusa, una scusa Il giorno su per le scale Il giorno che fa più male, più male Il giorno sulla tua porta Il giorno che mi riporta qui
E poi la sera ti asciuga il viso La sera ti dà un sorriso, sorriso La sera sopra il tuo letto La sera cancella tutto, tutto La sera nelle tue mani La sera nelle mie mani, le mie mani
E poi la notte senza un domani La notte e tu che sempre mi perdoni La notte nella stazioni La notte per una nuova illusione La notte per non restare La notte per non morire, no morire La notte per ricominciare La notte per scappare, per scappare via via
Barflies At The Beach
Composer(s): Eddie Nichols
Performer(s): Royal Crown Revue
All right all you Swing Cats Lets try somethin' new Drag your elbows off the Bar and your can from the old bar stool There's a place called the Ocean Probably heard about it in school They an't got no Martinez there but man, its really cool
Guess what Barflie buddies They got's women down there too But that old rum struck Romeo that dummy at got a clue And just for viewin' pleasure Head down by the pier Think of all the dough you'll save On whisky, Jin, and beer Punk
Now the moral of this story Is when life n' Jazz n' bar's So club your ass down in the sand and then look up at the stars And if your feelin' homesick Bring a show girl or two toss them out a Volleyball and Man, hey, enjoy the view
Whats that, thats a shell Thats what your little sister is gonna come out of When I date her Ya see what I'm sayin punk
Oh those things swimming out there Yea thats dolphins Ya know, Flipper Thats what they make them Tuna Sandwichs out of Makes them taste good Sell them at the deli You know what I'm talkin' about
La-La Means I Love You Composer(s): Thomas Bell - William Hart First release by: The Delfonics - 1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Many guys have come to you With a line that wasn't true And you passed them by (passed them by) Now you're in the center ring And their lines don't mean a thing Why don't you let me try (let me try) Now I don't wear a diamond ring I don't even have a song to sing All I know is
La la la la la la la la la means I love you Oh, baby please now La la la la la la la la la means I love you
If I ever saw a girl That I needed in this world You are the one for me (one for me) Let me hold me in my arms Girl, and thrill you with my charms I'm sure you will see (you will see) The things I am sayin' are true And the way I explain them to you Listen to me
La la la la la la la la la means I love you Oh... baby La la la la la la la la la means I love you
The things I am sayin' are true And the way I explain them to you, yes to you Listen to me La la la la la la la la la means I love you Oh, you'll have to understand La la la la la la la la la means I love you Come on and take my hand ...
The Lakes Of Pontchartrain (Traditional) Performer(s): Planxty and multiple other artists
T'was on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the rode to Jackson town, me fortune to renew I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain Which filled me heart with longin' for the Lakes of Pontchartain
I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun And I rode the roads 'til evening and I laid me down again All strangers here, no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with a Creole girl from the Lakes of Pontchartrain
I said my pretty Creole girl, me money here's no good If it weren't for the alligators I'd sleep out in the wood You're welcome here kind stranger, our house it's very plain But we never turn a stranger out at the Lakes of Pontchartrain
She took me to her mummy's house and she treated me quite well The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell To try and paint her beauty I'm sure t'would be in vain So handsome was my Creole girl from the Lakes of Pontchartrain
I asked her if she'd marry me, she'd said it could never be For she had got another and he was far at sea She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain 'Til he returned for his Creole girl from the Lakes of Pontchartrain
So fair thee well me bonny o' girl I never see no more But I'll ne'er forget your kindness and the cottage by the shore And at each social gathering a flowin' glass I'll raise And drink a health to me Creole girl from the Lakes of Pontchartrain
Barefootin'
Composer(s): Robert Parker
First release by: Robert Parker - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists
Everybody get on your feet You make me nervous when you in your seat Take off your shoes and pat your feet We're doin a dance that can't be beat We're barefootin', We're barefootin' We're barefootin', We're barefootin'
Went to a party the other night Long Tall Sally was out of sight Threw way her wig, and her high sneakers too She was doin a dance without any shoes She was barefootin', She was barefootin' She was barefootin', She was barefootin'
Hey little gal with the red dress on I bet you can barefoot all night long Take off your shoes and throw them away Come back and get them another day We're barefootin', We're barefootin' We're barefootin', We're barefootin'
Lil John Henry he said to Sue If I was barefootin' would you barefoot too Sue told John, "I'm thirty two I was barefootin ever since I was two They was barefootin', they was barefootin' They was barefootin'', we barefootin' We barefootin' we barefootin' We barefootin' we barefootin' We barefootin' we barefootin' We don't have no shoes on
Lake Charles Composer(s): Lucinda Williams Performer(s): Lucinda Williams
He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles He used to talk about it He'd just go on & on He always said Louisiana Was where he felt at home
He was born in Nacodoches That's in east Texas Down towards the border He used to tell everybody He was from Lake Charles
Hidden angel whisper in your ear Hold you close Wipe away your fear In that long, last moment
We used to drive to Lafayette and Baton Rouge In a yellow El Camino Listening to Howlin' Wolf We used to stop in Lake Charles Cause that was the place he loved.
Have you gone about as far as you can go Down the Louisiana highway Across Lake Poncetrain Now your soul is in Lake Charles No matter what they say
Hidden angel whisper in your ear Hold you close Wipe away your fear In that long, last moment
Laissez-Nous Twister ((Adapted from: Twistin' The Night Away (by Sam Cooke) - 1962)) Composer(s): Sam Cooke - André Pascal Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1962
Vous avez connu le bon temps Pour nous qui avons vingt ans Le bon temps c'est maintenant Et laissez-nous twister
S'agit pas de vous moquer Arrêter de nous blâmer Nous dansons ce qui nous plaît Et laissez-nous twister
Ouais, twister, twister À votre tour de danser Twister, twister Et laissez-nous twister
On ne vous reproche pas Le tango ou le tcha-tcha Continuez, c'est votre droit Mais laissez-nous twister
Vous disiez de votre temps La même chose à vos parents Laisser battre notre sang Et laissez-nous twister
Ouais, twister, twister À votre tour de danser Twister, twister Et laissez-nous twister
Hé, Twist
Et laissez-nous twister
Mais comme on n'est pas jaloux Qu'on vous aime malgré tout Alors venez avec nous Essayer de twister
Les jambes écarté Vous commencer à balancer Oh, vous êtes très doués Et vous aimez twister
Ouais, twister, twister L'âge est venu de s'amuser Twister, twister Et laissez-la twister
Barefoot Ballad
Composer(s): Dolores Fuller - Lee Morris - Homer Morris
Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Raul Seixas
I want a barefoot ballad, yes a barefoot ballad Won't you play for me a down home country song 'cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Give me a honk-tonk fiddle with a guitar in the middle and a melody Humming like a fountain swinging out on smokey mountain
I want a barefoot ballad, yes a barefoot ballad Won't you play for me a down home country song 'cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Now the big toe's connected to the two toe And the two toe's connected to the three toe And the three toe's connected to the four toe And the four toe's connected to the five toe And the five toe and away we go
I want a barefoot ballad, yes a barefoot ballad Won't you play for me a down home country song 'cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Now the big toe's connected to the two toe And the two toe's connected to the three toe And the three toe's connected to the four toe And the four toe's connected to the five toe And the five toe and away we go
I wanna barefoot ballad, yes a barefoot ballad Won't you play for me a barefoot ballad song
Twistin' The Night Away ((French Version: Laissez-Nous Twister (by Johnny Hallyday) - 1962)) Composer(s): Sam Cooke First release by: Sam Cooke - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Let me tell you about a place, somewhere up in New York way where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run Oh man you'll find the old and young twistin' the night away
Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know but oh man, you ought to see him go, twistin' the night away He's dancing with a chick in slacks, she's moving up and back Oh man, there ain't nothing like twistin' the night away
Feel much better
Here's a fellow in blue jeans, who's dancing with an older queen dolled up in her diamond rings, twistin' the night away Man you ought to see her go, twistin' to the rock and roll Here you'll find the young and the old twistin' the night away
They're twistin', twistin', everybody's doing great They're twistin' man, twistin', they're twistin' the night away Twistin', you know they're twistin', twistin' the night away They're twistin', twistin', man twistin' the night away
Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run Oh man you'll find young and the old twistin' the night away Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know I don't know but man you ought to see him go Twistin' the night away
Bareback Rider
Composer(s): Adrian Ben Gurvitz
Performer(s): Graeme Edge Band
I am the clown in the show She is star star don't you know She is the knife in my life She's heaven she's the rider You know that she's heaven You know that she's heaven She's the rider
A natural born jester like me Hopes to make someone someone like you Plays all his cards right up front She's heaven she's the rider
Repeat
Bareback she's the rider She rides for you not me We don't know what's inside her It's just for her to see I'm the undercover lover But she'll never know Bareback she's the rider Rider of the show
I'm thone that is small She has the look look like them all Hides behind make up anad laughs She's heaven she's the rider You know that she's heaven She's the rider
So on and on I go Feeling the love, love in me grow Seeing the sun I am the one She's heaven she's the rider
She was the fox on the run I was the hunt the hunt she won I was the fool on the hill to heaven she's the rider You know that she's heaven She's the rider Heaven she's the rider
Barco Negro
((French Version: Madona (by Dalida))
Composer(s): Carlos Piratininga - Caco Velho - David Mourão Ferreira
Performer(s): Amália Rodrigues
and multiple other artists
De manhã, que medo Que me achasses feia Acordei tremendo Deitada na areia
mas logo os teus olhos Disseram que não E o sol penetrou No meu coração (bis)
Vi o depois, numa rocha Uma cruz E o teu barco negro Dançava na luz Vi o teu braço assenando Entre as velas já soltas Dizem as velhas na praia... «Que não voltas...!» _ São loucas...!? São loucas...
Eu sei meu amor Que não chegaste a partir Pois tudo em meu redor me diz Que estás sempre comigo
No vento que lança A areia nos vidros Na àgua que canta No fogo mortiço
No calor do leito Dos bancos vazios Dentro do meu peito Estás sempre comigo
Versions In Other Languages: 1979 - Let Me Dance Tonight (Dalida) 1993 - Déjame Bailar (Dalida)
Moi, je vis d'amour et de danse Je vis comme si j'étais en vacances Je vis comme si j'étais éternelle Comme si les nouvelles étaient sans problèmes Moi, je vis d'amour et de rire Je vis comme si y avait rien à dire J'ai tout le temps d'écrire mes mémoires D'écrire mon histoire à l'encre bleue Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Laissez-moi danser chanter en liberté tout l'été Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Aller jusqu'au bout du rêve
Moi, je vis d'amour et de risque Quand ça n'va pas je tourne le disque Je vais, je viens j'ai appris à vivre Comme si j'étais libre et en équilibre Moi, je vis d'amour et de rire Je vis comme si y avait rien à dire J'ai tout le temps d'écrire mes mémoires D'écrire mon histoire à l'encre bleue Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Laissez-moi danser chanter en liberté tout l'été Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Aller jusqu'au bout du rêve Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Laissez-moi danser chanter en liberté tout l'été Laissez-moi danser laissez-moi Aller jusqu'au bout du rêve
Barcelona
Composer(s): Freddie Mercury - Mike Moran
Performer(s): Queen
Barcelona Barcelona Barcelona Barcelona Viva
I had this perfect dream -Un sueno me envolvio This dream was me and you -Tal vez estas aqui I want all the world to see -Un instinto me guiaba A miracle sensation My guide and inspiration Now my dream is slowly coming true
The wind is a gentle breeze -El me hablo de ti The bells are ringing out -El canto vuela They're calling us together Guiding us forever Wish my dream would never go away
Barcelona - It was the first time that we met Barcelona - How can I forget The moment that you stepped into the room you took my breath away Barcelona - La musica vibros Barcelona - Y ella nos unio And if God willing we will meet again someday
Let the songs begin -Dejalo nacer Let the music play -Ahhhhhhhh... Make the voices sing -Nace un gran amor Start the celebration -Van a mi And cry -Grita Come alive -Vive And shake the foundations from the skies Ah, Ah, Shaking all our lives
Barcelona - Such a beautiful horizon Barcelona - Like a jewel in the sun Por ti sere gaviota de tu bella mar Barcelona - Suenan las campamas Barcelona - Abre tus puertas al mundo If God is willing -If God is willing If God is willing Friends until the end Viva - Barcelona
Now that he has gone I remember The words he used to whisper so tender The words he tried, forever and ever Forever and ever, for always together All the things I tried didn't help me And still I hear his voice deep inside me But now I know there is only music that can help me forget the time we had
Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I can dream that he's still by my side, by my side Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I won't feel so lonely
In the dark I see only shadows That move and sway like colours of rainbows But it must be my imagination Or hallucinations with disco vibrations
So the link that stops all the pain And in my heart I feel like it's raining But I don't want them to stop this music 'cause I wanna hear it until the end
Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I can dream that he's still by my side, by my side Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I won't feel so lonely
Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I can dream that he's still by side, by my side Let me dance tonight, dance tonight So that I won't feel so lonely
Bar-B-Q
Composer(s): Billy Gibbons - Bill Ham
Performer(s): ZZ Top
No, baby, tell me why don't you? Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you? Aw, baby, tell me why don't you? No, baby, now want to make me some? Oh, now, baby, now want to make me some? Aw, baby, now want to make me some?
No, baby, tell me why don't you? Oh, now, baby, tell me why don't you aw, make me some of your fine famous Bar-B-Q?
