Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mama Caraïbo Composer(s): P.A. Dousset; G. Layani Performer(s): Dalida
Mama Caraïbo allume tes fourneaux La tournée de danse de Fort de France Passe à Paris, Paris-Bercy Mama Caraïbo dans ton petit bistro Avec leurs guitares ils viennent ce soir Te rapporter l'air du pays
Fait cuire du Bombo, Bombo Prépare du Bingo, Bingo et le Colombo, Colombo Ils arrivent bientôt, bientôt
Y a des alizés partout dans le ciel de Paris Des poissons volant autour de l'Ile Saint-Louis Des oiseaux-lyre dans les jardins du Trocadéro Et pleins de Pierrot dans le métro
Mama Caraïbo prend ton vieux paréo Quelque chose me dit que cette nuit Tu vas retrouver tes vingt ans Mama Caraïbo il va faire très très chaud Y aura du soleil dans les ruelles Comme dans les Iles du levant
Un tout petit pas voilà Et puis deux puis trois comme ca Et c'est la bigine diva Viva la Mama, viva Oui vas y tu danses, tu danses Tu as la cadence, avance Bouge bien tes hanches, viva Viva la Mama, viva
Ils vont arrivés avec leurs chemises en couleur Avec leurs tambours et leurs colliers à fleur Au cur de Paris quand ils se mettront à chanter T'entendra le vent dans les palmiers
Mama Caraïbo allume tes fourneaux La tournée de Danse de Fort de France Passe à Paris Paris-Bercy Mama Caraïbo dans ton petit bistro Avec leurs guitares ils viennent ce soir Te rapporter l'air du pays
Fait cuire du Bombo, Bombo Prépare du Bingo, Bingo et le Colombo, Colombo Ils arrivent bientôt, bientôt Un tout petit pas, voilà Et puis deux puis trois, comme ca Et c'est la bigine, diva Viva la Mama,viva
Y a des alizés partout dans le ciel de Paris Des poissons volant autour de l'Ile Saint-Louis Des oiseaux-lyre dans les jardins du Trocadéro Et pleins de Pierrot dans le métro
Mama Caraïbo allume tes fourneaux La tournée de danse de Fort de France Passe à Paris Paris-Bercy Mama Caraïbo dans ton petit bistro Avec leurs guitares ils viennent ce soir Te rapporter l'air du pays
Oh! Mon Amour Composer(s): Michaele; P. de Senneville; O. Toussaint Performer(s): Christophe
Elle a des yeux qui voient la mer A travers la pluie qui descend Elle fait des rêves où elle se perd Entre les grands nuages blancs Elle ne sait plus le jour ni l'heure Elle a des larmes au fond du cur Qui lui font peur
Oh! mon amour écoute-moi Déjà la vie t'attends là-bas Non n'ai pas peur il faut me croire La vie est belle même sans mémoire Tu sais je te raconterai Avec le temps tu comprendras Elle n'entend pas ce que je dis Et sa main dans ma main s'endort Je voudrais être ce pays Où elle s'en va chercher encore Dans le miroir de son passé Ce rêve qui s'était brisé Un soir d'été
Oh! mon amour écoute-moi Un autre monde t'attend là-bas Non n'ai pas peur il faut me croire La vie est belle et notre histoire Peut continuer quand tu voudras Et tout sera comme autrefois
Oh! mon amour ouvre ton cur Tu m'entendras Pardonne le mal que je t'ai fait Je ne te quitterai plus jamais Oui mais demain dans mes cheveux Je vois des soleils dans tes yeux
Oh! mon amour Une autre vie t'attend là-bas Je t'aime tant il faut me croire Le monde est beau et notre histoire Peut continuer quand tu voudras Et tout sera.........
Mama Can't Buy You Love Composer(s): Leroy Bell; Casey James Performer(s): Elton John
Baby, so they give you anything Darling, all the joy money can bring Baby, do they bring you happiness Darling, you're no different from the rest Can't you see that it's love you really need Take my hand and I'll show what a love could be Before it's too late
Mama don't want you, daddy don't want you Give it up baby, baby mama can't buy you love Mama don't want you, daddy don't need you Give it up baby, baby mama can't buy you love
Baby, fancy friends showing you a smile Darling, rich relations for a while Baby, I can only give you love Darling, this old heart should be enough All I need is a chance to make you mine Let me in, I'll change the way you feel inside Before it's too late
Oh! Mister Railroad Man Won't You Take Me Back To Alabam'?
Oh! Mister Railroad Man Won't You Take Me Back To Alabam'? Composer(s): Stanley Murphy; Henry I. Marshall
This afternoon at four a knockin' at my door Came the letter carrierman With a letter in his hand That came from Birgmingham, way down in Alabam' And it was full of love and kisses From the gal who's goin' to be my Missus Oh, oh, oh! That's why I want to go where the Southern breezes blow
Oh, Mister, look a here! oh, Mister, look a here! Can't you see just how it reads! Says I've got the love she needs! Just notice how she pleads, just see her pleadin' Cause she says she's tired of livin' lonely And she's longing just to have me only Oh, oh, oh! That's why I've come to you in your uniform of blue
Oh Mister Railroad man! Won't you take me back to Alabam' 'Way down to Birmingham, Alabam' To the sweetest gal what am! And when the snow is falling in the Northern clime I'll be pickin' cotton in the bright sunshine Oh Lordy! good, kind, Mister Railroad Man! Take me back to Alabam'!
Mama (When My Dollies Have Babies) French, German, & Italian Title: Mama Composer(s): Sonny Bono Performer(s): Cher; Dalida
Mama when my dollies have babies And I am a big lady Mama will a prince come and take me away
When I said these things I believed in kings Then I didn't know love could hurt me so Slowly she replied, tears had filled her eyes Baby not so fast let your young life last
Mama when my dollies have babies And I am a big lady Mama will a prince come and take me away
I sang to her in fun, my teens had just began My age was not the same still we played the game Her eyes were filled with pride and slowly she replied Soon enough you'll be a very pretty bride
Mama when my dollies have babies And I am a big lady Mama will a prince come and take me away
Mama, will the hurt go away deep inside When I sang this song My poor world had gone along All my early dreams has turned to crystal streams My love it was last and more tears have past And left me just one thing a tender voice I sing
Mama when my dollies have babies And I am a big lady Mama will a prince come and take me away
I sometimes go to parties, although they're pretty tame I often say I'll stop away, but go there all the same But when the conj'rer gets there, then everything's O.K I'd call him Mr. Magic Man, if I had my own way
Oh Mr. Magic Man you fill us with surprise You do so many clever things, before our wondering eyes Watches, rings, and bracelets, they vanish out of sight You think they're lost, oh no they're not, they come back quite all right
Sometimes he wants assistance, I'm pleased as pleased can be If when he looks around the room, he casts his eyes on me To help him with his magic, I quite enjoy the fun And though I'm standing by his side, I don't know how it's done
Oh Mr. Magic Man you fill us with surprise You do so many clever things, before our wondering eyes From your hat comes rabbits, and purple turns to blue Oh Magic Man, you're marvellous, what clever things you do
He asked one night for Dad's watch, he gave it him of course He struck it with a hammer, and he struck it with such force The watch just flew to pieces, and one boy shouted "Goal" He gathered up the pieces, and restored the watch quite whole
Oh Mr. Magic Man you fill us with surprise You do so many clever things, before our wondering eyes I'm going to be a conj'rer myself when I am six 'cos my Dad said - on my birthday, he'll buy me a box of tricks
Mama Composer(s): Phillip Brooks; Dudley Brooks; O'Curran, Charles Performer(s): Elvis Presley
An angel sent from above, is Mama (Mama)
And everyone fell in love, with Mama (Mama)
Mama's so sweet, Mama's so nice
If there is trouble take Mama's advice
There's no-one I hold so dear, as Mama (Mama)
I always want to be near...
Mama....
Oh! Ma-Ma! (The Butcher Boy) Composer(s): Pablo Citorello; Rudy Vallee; Lew Brown Performer(s): Rudy Vallee; and various other artists
Ma-Ma dear, come over here And see who's looking in my window It's the butcher boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand Tell me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter he's in love And you're in love and love is grand
(Spoken - Butcher Boy) Hey Marie, I gotta da pork chop Hey Marie, I gotta da lamb chop Hey Marie, Marie, you want to marry me?
The butcher boy, the butcher boy I want to marry the butcher boy (Oh! Ma-Ma!) Oh get that man for me (Oh! Ma-Ma!) How happy I will be (Tra-la-la) And cheery-beery be Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me
Ma-Ma dear, come over here And see who's looking in my window It's the baker boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand Tell me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter he's in love And you're in love and love is grand
(Spoken - Baker Boy) Hey Marie, I gotta da fruitcake Hey Marie, I gotta da cheesecake Hey Marie, Marie, you want to marry me?
The baker boy, the baker boy I wanna marry the baker boy (Oh! Ma-Ma!) Oh, get that man for me (Oh! Ma-Ma!) How happy I will be (Tra-la-la) And cheery-beery be Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the baker boy for me
Ma-Ma dear, come over here And see who's looking in my window It's the fisher boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand (Fresh-a-fish! Fresh-a-fish!) Tell me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter he's in love And you're in love and love is grand
(Spoken - Fisher Boy) Hey Marie, I gotta da cod fish Hey Marie, I gotta da wet fish Hey Marie, Marie, you want to marry me?
The fisher boy, the fisher boy I wanna marry the fisher boy (Oh! Ma-Ma!) Oh, get that man for me (Oh! Ma-Ma!) How happy I will be (Tra-la-la) And cheery-beery-be Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the fisher boy for me
Mama Composer(s): Joe Melson; Roy Orbison; Alan Rush Performer(s): Roy Orbison
Mama, just had to call, oh mama your baby-boy just had his heart broken in two She said we're through, but to send her best to you
Oh mama, I'd like to run to you, mama I'd come home today, leave right away but things won't work that way Got to stay, be a man, if I can, oh mama
Oh mam, I don't know, I called her tonight No, not at home, yeah you're probably right Yes, I'll take care of myself No, I'll be all right I'll go to bed early tonight
Oh mama, tell dad I think of him, mama Has uncle Joe, my puppy Coco Tell them Gosh, I loved her so
Mama, don't worry so much, darling mama No mama, don't cry, just say goodbye Can't have us both in tears
J'avais vingt ans Trente-deux dents Toutes mes illusions Un charme fou Dû avant tout A ma conservation
Mon horoscope était formel Pour un destin exceptionnel Oh! ma mère De coeur en coeur Sur chaque fleur Que m'offrait le printemps Je me posais Et me grisais de parfums enivrants Une nuit au plus, et adieu Aucune n'avait droit à mieux Oh! ma mère
J'étais novice et sans défense Bien plus fougueux que réfléchi Et n'avait pas plus d'expérience Qu'un oisillon tombé du nid Il n'y a que la foi qui sauve J'avais tout pour être un tombeur Mezza voce pour les alcôves Oeil de velours de bouche en coeur
Un samedi Chez des amis Je me suis entiché D'une ingénue Au corps menu Aux seins bien accrochés Qui me fit oublié un temps Qu'on est jamais assez prudent Oh! ma mère
Quand j'ai fourbi La panoplie De l'enjôleur parfait Le brin de cour Le rien d'humour Enfin le jeu complet Le fin du fin pour la cueillir J'aurais mieux fait de m'abstenir Oh! ma mère
Elle a cherché A deviné Quel signe était le mien Les ascendants Et le décan Dont je me fichais bien Elle était Vierge et moi Cancer Donc paraît-il complémentaires Oh! ma mère
D'après la position des astres Par rapport à l'astre solaire J'aurais dû voir qu'un grand désastre Entrait chez moi par Jupiter Mais comme elle était fine mouche Moi con comme un cheval de bois j'ai cru en entrant dans sa couche Avoir atteint le Nirvana Tandis qu'ému J'étais aux nues Ça s'est précipité Papa maman Et puis les bans Très vite publiés Messe, banquet, lune de miel Mais j'ai pas fait long feu au ciel Oh! ma mère
Et depuis lors Des astres morts Mieux vaut plus m'en parler Mars ou Vénus Phébé, Phébus Ça me sort par le nez Car je fut piégé c'est inouï Par le biais de l'astrologie Quelle affaire Oh! ma mère
Mama Composer(s): Tony Banks; Phil Collins; Mike Rutherford Originally performed by: Genesis Covered by various other artists
I can't see you mama but I know you're always there ooh to touch and to feel you mama oh I just can't keep away it's the heat and the steam of the city oh its got me running and I just can't brake so say you'll help me mama cos its getting so hard
Now I can't keep you mama but I know you're always there you listen, you teach me mama and I know inside you care so get down, down here beside me oh you ain't going nowhere no I won't hurt you mama but its getting so hard
Can't you see me mama mama mama mama please can't you feel my heart can't you feel my heart can't you feel my heart ooh listen to me mama mama mama you're taking away any last chances don't take it away can't you feel my heart?..
It's hot, too hot for me mama but I can't hardly wait my eyes they're burning mama and I can feel my body shake don't stop, don't stop me mama make the pain, make it go away no I won't hurt you mama but its getting so hard
Now I can't see you mama but I know you're always there you taunt, you tease me mama but I never never cen keep away it's the heat and the steam of the city
Oh! Ma Jolie Sarah English Title: Gentle Sarah Composer(s): Tommy Brown; Mick Jones; Phillipe Labro Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday; Marc Lavoine
Oh! Ma jolie Sarah Combien de temps encore Oh! Ma jolie Sarah Attendrais-je ton corps?
Si tu crois que je vais dépenser des nuits blanches Si tu crois que je suis un oiseau sur ta branche Tu vis dans l'illusion Car tout change et tout casse et tout passe et tout lasse Le désir, le plaisir se diluent dans l'espace Et tu n'auras plus rien
Oh! Ma pauvre Sarah Tu m'as donné ton corps, ton corps Oh! Ma pauvre Sarah Merci, merci pour ton effort Mais je vois dans tes yeux s'agrandir le brouillard Et je sais que tu sais qu'il est déjà tard Et c'est déjà la fin
C'est affreux, déplaisant, affligeant, désolant Comme nous sommes tous victimes du temps Mais je n'y suis pour rien
Oh! Ma pauvre Sarah Tu m'as donné ton corps Oh! Ma pauvre Sarah Merci, merci pour ton effort Car tout change et tout casse et tout passe et tout lasse Le désir, le plaisir se diluent dans l'espace Et je n'y suis pour rien
C'est affreux, déplaisant, affligeant, désolant Comme nous sommes tous victimes du temps Mais je n'y suis pour rien
Mama (Afraid To Say Goodbye) Composer(s): Ed King; Gary Rossington; Johnny Van Zant; Donnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
She'd wake us up early every mornin' She'd help us say our prayers every night She was always there to help us through the hard times We could count on her to make everything alright
I remember swingin' on the front porch Papa said there's somethin' I need to say tonight Mama's been sick for a long time Let's pray to god she can make it through the night
Mama don't wanna say goodbye She said wipe those tears from your eyes Mama I don't wanna say goodbye It was written in the heavens and the skies above Son I gave you birth showed you all my love I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye
Now kids I've been hangin' on a long time I hate to leave this world before your grown Remember everything that I've taught you Remember all the good times when I'm gone
Mama don't wanna say goodbye She said wipe those tears from your eyes Mama I don't wanna say goodbye It was written in the heavens and the skies above Son I gave you birth showed you all my love I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye
She whispered in my ear before she passed away Son it's time to be a man ain't nothin' left to say Jesus walked on water I know it's true When it comes time he'll call you home I hope your ready too
Mama don't wanna say goodbye She said wipe those tears from your eyes Mama I don't wanna say goodbye It was written in the heavens and the skies above Son I gave you birth showed you all my love I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye
Mama French & Italian Titles: Maman; Mamma Composer(s): Cesare Andrea Bixio; Bruno Cherubini Performer(s): David Whitfield and various other artists
Darling, I send you this letter Hoping my words can convey All that I'm trying to tell you All that my heart wants to say Nearest and dearest, my darling one Truest and best friend of all
Mama, I want to tell you that I'll always love you Mama, now I'm away I keep on thinking of you I think of the days when I was just a kid We were so happy together Who cared for me with such tenderness No one, my darling, but you Mama, oh how I miss you now that we are apart Mama, so wonderful, you'll always find a place in my heart
Mama, until the day that we're together once more Mama, so wonderful, you'll always find a place in my heart
Oh Là Là Composer(s): Joe Dassin; Pierre Delanöe; Claude Lemesle Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Je ne dors qu'à peine, j'ai des palpitations Encore une semaine et c'est la quarantaine Elle a tout pour elle, elle est bien trop belle Elle donnerait des ailes à un centenaire fidèle Je suis au bord du délire, pauvre de moi Je n'ai plus qu'une chose à dire, et c'est "Oh! là! là!"
C'est: Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! que je l'aime
J'ai fais des piqûres, de l'acupuncture Un régime sans elle et quelques mois de cure Mais j'ai un problème, c'est toujours le même Je l'ai dans la peau et elle m'a dans la sienne Et même si ça n'est pas le martyr, ça le sera Je n'ai plus qu'une chose à dire et c'est "Oh! là! là!"
C'est: Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! que je l'aime
Ça y est, j'agonise, son amour m'épuise Je ne tiendrai pas jusqu'au temps des cerises Mes amis, mes frères, voyez le notaire J'ai laissé chez lui mes volontés testamentaires Et quand il va vous les lire, ne riez pas Je n'avais qu'une chose à dire, c'était "Oh! là! là!"
C'était: Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! Oh! là! là! que je l'aime
Mama French & Italian Titles: Maman; Mamma Composer(s): Harold Barlow; Cesare Andrea Bixio; Phil Brito / Bruno Cherubini Performer(s): Connie Francis and various other artists
When the evening shadows fall And a lovely day is through Then with longing, I recall The years I spent with you
Mamma Solo per te la mia canzone vola Mamma Sarai con me, tu non sarai piu so-ola! Quanto ti voglio be-ene Queste parole d'amore Che ti sospira il mio cuore Forse non s'usano piu Oh Ma-amma Ma la conzone mia piu bella sei, tu! Sei, tu, la vi-ita E per la vita non ti lascio mai piu!
Safe in the glow of your-our love Sent from the hea-eavens abo-ove Nothing can ever repla-a-ace The warmth of your tender embra-ace
Oh Ma-ama Until the day that we're together once more I live in these memories Until the day that we're together-er once more
Oh! How I Wish I Could Sleep Until My Daddy Comes Home
Oh! How I Wish I Could Sleep Until My Daddy Comes Home Composer(s): Sam M. Lewis; Joe Young; Pete Wendling Performer(s): Al Jolson
"Early to bed, Early to rise" I heard a mother say to her angel eyes "Dream of your Dad, My little lad Don't wake until the sun appears; in the skies" "I hate the sunshine," he said "It makes me get out of bed"
Two little eyes, Dotted with tears They tell a story full of darkness and fears Two shoulders bear Sorrow and care A weight too great for just a baby in years "Mamma," the laddie explains Sunshine brings nothing but pains"
Oh! how I wish I could sleep, until my Daddy comes home Oh! mamma why must we always be all alone? I miss him more every day How can you ask me to play You're always sighing and crying, since he went away Last night I heard Daddy call But I was dreaming thats all He kissed me, and he said, "Go to bed, my own" Oh! mamma, that's when I thought God made the night time too short Oh! how I wish I could sleep Until my Daddy comes home"
Oh England My Lionheart Composer(s): Kate Bush Performer(s): Kate Bush
Oh! England, my Lionheart I'm in your garden, fading fast in your arms The soldiers soften, the war is over The air raid shelters are blooming clover Flapping umbrellas fill the lanes My London Bridge in rain again Oh! England, my Lionheart! Peter Pan steals the kids in Kensington Park You read me Shakespeare on the rolling Thames That old river poet that never, ever ends Our thumping hearts hold the ravens in And keep the tower from tumbling Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart I don't want to go Oh! England, my Lionheart! Dropped from my black Spitfire to my funeral barge Give me one kiss in apple-blossom Give me one wish, and I'd be wassailing In the orchard, my English rose Or with my shepherd, who'll bring me home Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart I don't want to go Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart Oh! England, my Lionheart I don't want to go
Oh! Darling Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Beatles; and various other artists
Oh! Darling, please believe me I'll never do you no harm Believe me when I tell you I'll never do you no harm
Oh! Darling, if you leave me I'll never make it alone Believe me when I beg you Don't ever leave me alone
When you told me you didn't need me anymore Well you know I nearly broke down and cried When you told me you didn't need me anymore Well you know I nearly broke down and died
Oh! Darling, if you leave me I'll never make it alone Believe me when I tell you I'll never do you no harm
When you told me you didn't need me anymore Well you know I nearly broke down and cried When you told me you didn't need me anymore Well you know I nearly broke down and died
Oh! Darling, please believe me I'll never let you down Believe me when I tell you I'll never do you no harm
Oh! By Jingo Composer(s): Lew Brown; Al Von Tilzer Performer(s): Spike Jones; and various other artists
In the land of San Domingo Lived a girl called Oh By Jingo From the fields and from the marshes Came the young and oh by goshes They all spoke with a different lingo But they all loved Oh By Jingo and every night, they sang in the pale moonlight Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove Oh By Jingo won't you hear our love We will build for you a hut You will be our favourite nut We will have a lot of little Oh By Gollies And we'll put them in the follies By Jingo said "By gosh by gee By jiminy please don't bother me" So they all went away singing Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove By Jingo By gee, you're the only girl for me (Musical Interlude) Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove Oh By Jingo won't you hear our love We will build for you a hut You will be our favourite nut We will have a lot of little Oh By Gollies And we'll put them in the follies By Jingo said "By gosh by gee By jiminy please don't bother me" So they all went away singing Oh by gee by gosh by gum by jove By Jingo By gee, you're the only girl for me
