Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Life's A Gas Composer(s): Marc Bolan First release by: T. Rex - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
I could have loved you girl Like a planet I could have chained your heart To a star But it really doesn't matter at all No it really doesn't matter at all Life's a gas, I hope it's gonna last
I could have built a house On the ocean I could have placed your love In the sky I could have turned you Into a priestess I could have burned Your fate in the sand
(I Don't Know Why) But I Do Composer(s): Paul Gayten - Bobby Charles First release by: Clarence "Frogman" Henry - 1960 Covered by multiple other artists
I don't know why I love you but I do I don't know why I cry so but I do I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only I don't know why I love you but I do
I can't sleep nights because I feel so restless I don't know what to do, I feel so helpless And since you've been away, I cry both night and day I don't know why I love you but I do
My days have been so lonely My nights have been so blue I don't know how I manage, but I do
Each night I sit alone and tell myself That I will fall in love with someone else I guess I'm wastin' time but I've got to clear my mind I don't know why I love you but I do
Life Upon The Wicked Stage Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Jerome Kern Performer(s): Judy Garland and multiple other artists
Why do stage struck maidens clamor To be actin' in the drammer?
We've heard say You are gay Night and day
Oh, go 'way!
We drink water from a dipper You drink champagne from a slipper
Tho' it seems cruel to bust All your dreams Still I must Here's the truth I tell you Life upon the wicked stage Ain't ever what a girl supposes Stage door Johnnies aren't raging Over you with gems and roses When you let a feller hold your hand (which means an extra beer or sandwich) Ev'rybody whispers: "Ain't her life a whirl?" Though you're warned against a "roué" Ruining your reputation I have played around The one night trade around A great big nation Wild old men who give you jewels and sables Only live in Aesop's Fables Life upon the wicked stage Ain't nothin' for a girl
Though we've listened to you moan and grieve, you Must pardon us if we do not believe you There is no doubt You're crazy about Your awful stage!
I admit it's fun To smear my face with paint Causing ev'ryone To think I'm what I ain't And I like to play a demi-mondy role With soul! Ask the hero does he Like the way I lure When I play a hussy Or a paramour Yet when once the curtain's down My life is pure And how I dread it!
Life upon the wicked stage Ain't ever what a girl supposes Stage door Johnnies aren't raging Over you with gems and roses
If some gentleman would talk with reason I would cancel all next season Life upon the wicked stage Ain't nothin' for a girl!
But Beautiful Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James van Heusen Originally performed by: Bing Crosby Covered by various other artists
Love is funny or it's sad Or it's quiet or it's mad It's a good thing or it's bad But beautiful! Beautiful to take a chance And if you fall, you fall And I'm thinking I wouldn't mind at all Love is tearful or it's gay It's a problem or it's play It's a heartache either way But beautiful! And I'm thinking if you were mine I'd never let you go And that would be but beautiful I know
Life Still Goes On (I'm Lonely) Composer(s): C.F. Turner Performer(s): Bachman-Turner Overdrive
Standin' in the street, shaved, I'm washed and neat And the time is mine But I don't even know where I'm goin' Been too long in town, just workin' right tied down But I got my pay And I'm willin' to spend what I'm earnin' Maybe over town, where the say love can be found anytime of day I'll be lookin' you know I've been wishin' Need a lovin' face, nice hair, some fancy lace Someone soft and warm Then those nights spent alone won't seem wasted
Get me on down, get me into the place Where the beat of the street, and the people that meet Take the blues far away 'Cause I'm lonely, ya baby I'm lonely And life still goes on where I'm goin'
Listen Can you hear me now Can you hear me I'm callin' for lovin' Hear me Won't you listen now Can you hear me I'm callin' for lovin'
Busy Tonight Composer(s): Mark Connors; Peter Mann Performer(s): The Nylons
Are you busy Baby are you busy tonight Are you busy Baby are you busy tonight Are you busy Please don't be busy tonight
I've been waiting while the whole world gets to you I've been patient got my place in line I know you love me but you don't know you do How can you tell if you won't give it some time
Let me make your mind up Hold you till my time's up Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight Say you've got a fever Say you need a breather But baby please don't be busy tonight
Can you forget all the others you've known We'll make this turn out right We'll close the door on a world of our own And the heat of our love will light up the night
Let my love surround you Now that I have found you Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight Give them any reason Say you're out of season But baby please don't be busy tonight, tonight
When you're around I feel you watching me Your eyes are saying you're still unsure Why be afraid of something that's just got to be Give me a chance to make you feel secure
Let me make your mind up Hold me till my time's up Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight Say you've got a fever Say you need a breather But baby please don't be busy tonight (tonight) tonight
The heat of our love will light up the night
Let my love surround you Now that I have found you Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight Give them any reason Say you're out of season Oh baby please say you're busy Busy with me tonight Oh tonight Oh tonight
Are you busy Baby are you busy tonight Are you busy Baby are you busy tonight
Jag Har Tänkt På Dej ((Adapted from: Mama, You Been On My Mind (by Bob Dylan) - 1964; Baby You've Been On My Mind (by Linda Ronstadt) - 1969)) Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Mikael Wiehe Performer(s): Mikael Wiehe - 2004
Det kan va solen när den sänker sej över fjärden. Eller vägskälet där jag står Kanske är det vädret eller nåt med hur jag mår som gör att jag har tänkt på dej
Jag vill inte bråka, få nu inte spel, bli inte sur Jag kräver inget. Eller säger det finns bara du Jag vankar inte heller av och an i nån sorts bur Jag har bara tänkt på dej
Fast jag kanske kan va inskränkt och min värld kan verka trång så har jag aldrig brytt mej om var du har kommit från Och det rör mej inte heller vem du vaknar med imorgon fastän jag har tänkt på dej
Jag menar, jag står inte här och vill ha svar som ja och nej Du måste fatta. Du går din egen väg Jag bara mumlar för mej själv som om det inte fanns ett skäl dom gånger jag har tänkt på dej
Så när du vaknar upp på morgonen så titta dej i spegeln Jag finns där inte bredvid dej. Mej har du inte kvar Jag bara undrar för mej själv om du kan se dej lika klart som nån som har tänkt på dej
Busy Line Composer(s): Semos; Frank Stanton; Francis Hayward Performer(s): Rose Murphy and various other artists
I put a nickel in the telephone, dialled my babys number Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line Each time I tried I got a busy tone Not my babys number Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Called his uncle in Jamaica Left a message with the baker Even checked the number in the telephone book Got so awfully, awfully worried To my babys house I hurried When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook
And as I walked up to my baby - then I got my babys number He was busy in the parlour doing fine Busy kissing someone else While I was keeping busy Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
....busy line
Just brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Just biz-biz-biz-biz busy line
Biz-biz busy line I put my nickel in the telephone Dialled my babys number Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, ... line Each time I tried I got a busy tone Not my babys number Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
In Jamaica, left a message with the baker Even checked his number in the telephone book Got so awfully, awfully worried To my babys house I hurried When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook, hook, hook
Walked up to my baby - then I got my babys number He was busy in the parlour doing fine Busy kissing someone else While I was keeping busy Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Life On Mars? ((Adapted from: Life On Mars (by David Bowie) - 1971)) ((Swedish Version: Liv På Mars (by Frida) - 1975)) Composer(s): David Bowie - Seu Jorge Performer(s): Seu Jorge - 2004
Quando as coisas do coracao Nao consegue compreender O que a mente nao faz questao E nem tem forcas para obedecer Quantos sonhos ja destrui E deixei escapar das maos E se o futuro assim permitir Nao pretendo viver em vao Meu amor nao estamos sos Tem um mundo a esperar por nos Do infinito do ceu azul Pode ter vida em marte Entao vem ca Me da a sua lingua Entao vem Eu quero abracar voce Seu poder vem do sol Minha medida Entao vem Vamos viver a vida Entao vem Se nao eu vou perder quem sou Vou querer me mudar Para uma Life on Mars
We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy goin' nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time
I have to watch the river To see that it doesn't stop And stick around the rosebuds So they'll know when to pop And keep the crickets cheerful They're really a solemn bunch Hustle, bustle And only an hour for lunch
We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy goin' nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time
I have to wake the Sun up He's liable to sleep all day And then inspect the rainbows So they'll be bright and gay I must rehearse the songbirds To see that they sing in key Hustle, bustle And never a moment free
We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy going nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time
I have to meet a turtle I'm teachin' him how to swim Then I have to shine the dewdrops You know they're looking rather dim I told my friend, the robin I'd buy him a brand new vest Hustle, bustle We never do have We never do have We never do, never do Never do, never do, never do have the time Never do have the time
Life On Mars Composer(s): David Bowie First release by: David Bowie - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1975 - Liv På Mars (by Frida) 2004 - Life On Mars? (by Seu Jorge)
It's a god-awful small affair To the girl with the mousy hair But her mummy is yelling "No" And her daddy has told her to go But her friend is nowhere to be seen Now she walks through her sunken dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a saddening bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man! Look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the Lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on Mars?
It's on Amerikas tortured brow That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow Now the workers have struck for fame 'Cause Lennon's on sale again See the mice in their million hordes From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads Rule Britannia is out of bounds To my mother, my dog, and clowns But the film is a saddening bore 'Cause I wrote it ten times or more It's about to be writ again As I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man! Look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the Lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on Mars?
Sono Un Fallito English & French Titles: Busted; Fauché Composer(s): Don Backy; Mike DelPrete; Harlan Howard Performer(s): Adriano Celentano
Coro: nessuno crede in te Coro: nessuno crede in te
Non ho più nessuno, mi sento davvero un fallito senza soldi, senza casa, senza te Io spero soltanto che questa sfortuna Coro: nessuno crede in te mi debba lasciare, dovrà pur finire Coro: nessuno crede in te e cerco qualcuno che possa prestarmi dei soldi Coro: nessuno crede in te
Per giunta fra poco sarà l'onomastico suo e per farmi perdonare vorrei... vorrei regalarti una bella pelliccia Coro: nessuno crede in te ma non ho il coraggio di farmi vedere Coro: nessuno crede in te io sono un fallito, mi spiace e non posso cambiare Coro: nessuno crede in te
Nessuno mi aiuta, nessuno mi tende la mano e un'idea sta giungendo piano Io sono un fallito, un fallito d'onore per questo ho vergogna di farmi vedere un treno io prendo e non mi farò più sentire Coro: nessuno crede in te
No, no, nessuno! Coro: nessuno crede in te No, no, nessuno! Coro: nessuno crede in te No, no, nessuno! Coro: nessuno crede in te
Liv På Mars ((Adapted from: Life On Mars (by David Bowie) - 1971)) ((Portuguese Version: Life On Mars? (by Seu Jorge) - 2004)) Composer(s): David Bowie - Owe Junsjö Performer(s): Frida - 1975
Det är grått, det är sent och tyst För en flicka som ingen kysst Sen en gryning för länge sen Ingen vet när det händer igen Nu går hon genom stan, stannar så Och hon köper biljett, en blå Till det landet där drömmar väcks Ljuset på biografen släcks
Men den filmen är seg och trist Som den var när hon såg den sist Hon kan varje sen utantill Ser hjältinnan som kysser sin hjälte
Tårarna som rinner Stelnar i en stumps sista bild En sån fruktansvärd film Hon går genom staden Tittar upp mot rymden Raden utav bleka stjärnors ljus Som står högt över mörka hus Finns det liv på mars?
Och från ett glömskans kalejdoskop Helt utan saknad och enslig gråt Går hon sakta, så sakta hem Till sin vardag, nio till fem Som en skepnad bland många fler Men blir det aldrig nånting mer Någonting riktigt rart och snällt Som i den dröm som gavs i kväll
Men den filmen är seg och trist Som den var när hon såg den sist Hon kan varje sen utantill Ser hjältinnan som kysser sin hjälte
Tårarna som rinner Stelnar i en stumps sista bild En sån fruktansvärd film Hon går genom staden Tittar upp mot rymden Raden utav bleka stjärnors ljus Som står högt över mörka hus Finns det liv på mars?
Busted French & Italian Titles: Fauché; Sono Un Fallito Composer(s): Harlan Howard Originally performed by: Johnny Cash Covered by various other artists
My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes and I'm busted Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, but I'm busted I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won't lay A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day The county's gonna haul my belongings away cause I'm busted
I went to my brother to ask for a loan cause I was busted I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, but I'm busted My brother said there ain't a thing I can do My wife and my kids are all down with the flu And I was just thinking about calling on you 'cause I'm busted
Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted The food that we canned last summer is gone and I'm busted The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow Me and my family got to pack up and go But I'll make a living, just where I don't know cause I'm busted
Life Made Me Beautiful At Forty Composer(s): Eartha Kitt - Joachim Kühn Performer(s): Eartha Kitt
I've been through clouds and stormy skies On different worlds, all filled with lives I've travelled through the steams of lovers And wiped my tears upon their covers I've lived a life of rogue and queen And died my hair to fit the scene I've had my ups, I've had my downs And sipped champagne with worldly crowns I've been as honest as I could And ashamed, the shame that knows I should I've been loved and I've been lied to And found a few shoulders I could cry to And all those years I thought life naughty, ah-hah Should make me beautiful at forty
For life's not been so bad to take For now I've cut life's golden cake Into a million tiny squares And with each piece recall the years The taste of life has not been so bad Between the tears and joys I've had But with some good and a little singing She always allowed me to get a grin And all those years I've spent on my youth Thinking knowledge brought the truth I know life has her games to play And puzzles it, crackling play So, graves are dug and wars are lost But life goes on at any cost
I do think life has made me wiser So there is no reason to disguise her Even tried to rearrange her She has been fair, I would not change her, hah-hum She presents me life so simply In a cup that's almost empty With a little wine to tease me But not enough to really please me And if I drink, and let her take me She is wise enough to wake me But only after dreams and visions Allowing me to see these decisions, ah-hah All those years I thought life naughty She made me beautiful at forty
Life Is Nothing Without Music Composer(s): Fred Hartley Performer(s): Sam Browne
Life is nothing without music Music helps the world along While the orchestra is playing My heart is singing a song of love, dear Lets forget about those grey days Well be happy while we dance Tunes we love will make us realise that Life is nothing without music Where theres music well find romance
What do you say, life is dull and grey Because the suns not always shining. It isnt so, if you only know Where to look to find the silver lining.
Life is nothing without music (One line of music) While the orchestra is playing (One line of music) Lets forget about those grey days Well be happy while we dance Tunes we love will make us realise that Life is nothing without music Where theres music well find romance
Business On The Street Composer(s): Stephen Stills Performer(s): Stephen Stills & Manassas
Don't put your business in the street Your brothers and sisters is about all you need No tellin' who you might meet It might make you sad, make you feel mad Make you blue, what are you gonna do The biggest fool of all is me I play the music for the music you see For money I do publicity So I can buy guitars, put a studio in the backyard You know what it costs me to find another key And when you get a little bit older You're carryin' too much weight on your shoulder Share your heavy load come on over So we go and see, what you're gonna be Don't try too hard, don't you break your heart Oh yes, wrong, right I'm tellin' ya, tell me Gonna be all right Gonna be all right
Business Is Business Composer(s): John Kay Performer(s): John Kay & Company
I was told I had to grease his palm To walk from school without the fear of harm He knocked me down and took my dollar from me And then he lay these pearls of wisdom on me He say; Business is business, nothing is free Business is business, don't you blame me Business is business, you've got to pay Business is business, can't get away Business is business, a man's gotta live And what I can take is more than you'd give Nothing has changed since I left school behind The bullies now just all wear suits and ties They'll buy you lunch to get that dollar from you And then they'll lay the mumbo-jumbo on you Business is business, nothing is free Business is business, don't you blame me Business is business, you've got to pay Business is business. can't get away Business is business, don't call me a crook It's perfectly legal, I go by the book
