Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Like an inventor He is a symbol of a new age He glides above the realms Of you and me He flows through your life And makes you feel quite small You may sit up in your chair He doesnt care at all
Hes the man in the middle You can tell which way he lays Hes the man in the middle And he realises And he realises And he realises Beauty pays
His gowns come from paris Occasionally from rome He can go anywhere Say back to his home He flows through your life And makes you feel quite small Flashing to the white collars Ha, he doesnt care at all
Hes the man in the middle You can tell which way he lays Hes the man in the middle And he realises And he realises And he realises Beauty pays Please...
Hes the man in the middle You can tell which way he lays Hes the man in the middle And he realises And he realises And he realises Beauty pays
Hes the man in the middle You can tell which way he lays Hes the man in the middle And he realises And he realises And he realises Beauty pays Please...
1959 Composer(s): Gary Gentry Performer(s): John Anderson
Cigarettes were a quarter then bobby socks and jeans were in Elvis sang the songs that we loved so and the most important thing to us was keeping gas in my old truck so I could take us to the drive-in show
Then graduation finally came Uncle Sam called me away you married someone else while I was gone but I've kept your letter all these years and I can't help but shed a tear when I read the words you wrote me years ago
Baby I'm yours I'll love you always I'm gonna stand by you until the end of time remember all of the good things that we shared together signed love Betty nineteen fifty nine
I never will forget the day when you and I went all the way I was the first for you and you for me I've still got the truck that we loved in it takes me back there now and then back to fifty nine in my memory
Man In Black Composer(s): Johnny Cash Originally performed by: Johnny Cash
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black Why you never see bright colors on my back And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime But is there because he's a victim of the times
I wear the black for those who never read Or listened to the words that Jesus said About the road to happiness through love and charity Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me
Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black
I wear it for the sick and lonely old For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been Each week we lose a hundred fine young men
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died Believen' that the Lord was on their side I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died Believen' that we all were on their side
Well, there's things that never will be right I know And things need changin' everywhere you go But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right You'll never see me wear a suit of white
Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day And tell the world that everything's OK But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back 'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black
1960 Composer(s): Gerry Beckley Performer(s): America
How 'bout a tear for the year of 1960 I watched the fins of the Cadillac fall I remember Dad explained about the Berlin Wall
How 'bout a tear for the torment and the trouble That was brewing in the Asian way I wore a smile like the faces that surround L.A.
In the city of the lost and found It's hard to get a break Hard to stop from getting turned around And make the same mistakes
My reputation's on the line The final day of '59 But like the sun, just watch me shine Today
How 'bout a cheer for the piano virtuoso I practiced 61 minutes a day I could never reach the keys But it was all OK
How 'bout a cheer for the humour in my brother That could brighten up the darkest nights It's just another sign of love Whenever we would fight
It's all the same twenty years ago As it is right now Like a tour at the closing show When I take my bow
My reputation's on the line At the start of '79 But like the sun, just watch me shine Today I've played this part so many times Since the end of '59 But like the sun, just watch me shine Today
1964 Composer(s): Piazzola; Borges Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Ya no sere felíz tal vez no importa hay tantas otras cosas en el mundo un instante cualquiera es mas profundo y diverso que el mar
La vida es corta y aunque las horas son tan largas una oscura maravilla nos asecha la muerte, ese otro mar esa otra flecha que nos libra del sol y de la luna y del amor
La dicha que me diste y me quitaste deben ser borradas lo que era todo tiene que ser nada solo me queda el goce de estar triste Esa vana costumbre que me inclina al sur a cierta puerta, a cierta esquina
Man From Galilee Composer(s): Joe Isaacs Performer(s): Ralph Stanley
Well do you know that man that rode on the mule Do you know that man that rode on the mule Do you know that man that rode on the mule He's the same man from down in Galilee He's the same man from down in Galilee
Well do you know that man that walked on the water Do you you know that man that healed the leper man Do you know that man that rode on the mule He's the same man from down in Galilee He's the same man from down in Galilee
I'm glad I know that man that walked on the water I'm glad I know that man that healed the leper man I'm glad I know that man that rode on the mule He's the same man from down in Galilee He's the same man from down in Galilee
Well now he's a different man that walked on the water He's a different man that healed the leper man He's a different man that rode on the mule He's the same man from down in Galilee He's the same man from down in Galilee
Well do you know that man that rode on the mule Do you know that man that rode on the mule Do you know that man that rode on the mule He's the same man from down in Galilee He's the same man from down in Galilee
1969 Composer(s): Dave Alexander Performer(s): Iggy Pop
Well it's 1969 okay All across the USA It's another year For me and you Another year With nothin' to do Last year I was 21 I didn't have a lot of fun And now I'm gonna be 22 I say oh my and boo hoo Now I'm gonna be 22 I say oh my and boo hoo It's 1969 okay All across the USA It's another year For me and you Another year With nothin' to do Another year With nothin' to do It's 1969 baby
Man And Woman Composer(s): Jay Livingstone; Ray Evans Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney & Bing Crosby
Both: A man or a woman, we all will agree To make life worth living is necessary
Rosemary: A man is a creature we cant overlook As easy to read as a page in a book Hell boast and hell brag of the women he spurned But just like a doorknob his head can be turned
A man oh a man any woman will say Whatever he is, we like him that way
Bing: A woman is something both evil and good But too complicated to be understood An angel when loving, a devil when mad A woman can make you both happy and sad
A woman, a woman, oh what can she be Whatever she is, shes necessary
Rosemary: Complains that hes henpecked and treated so bad But if hes ignored, then hell holler like mad He knows all the methods of landing a fish But still cant be trusted at drying a dish
Uh-huh, (uh-huh), uh-huh, (uh-huh), mm-mm, (mm-mm), mm-mm, (mm-mm) A man, oh a man, any woman will say Whatever he is, we like him that way
Bing: Afraid of a cricket, shell scream at a mouse But shell tackle a husband as big as a house Shell take him for better, shell take him for worse Shell bust his head open and then be his nurse
1977 Composer(s): Mick Jones; Joe Strummer Performer(s): The Clash
In 1977 I hope I go to heaven 'Cos I been too long on the dole And I can't work at all
Danger stranger You better paint your face No Elvis, Beatles, or The Rolling Stones In 1977
In 1977 Knives in west 11 Lent so lucky to be rich Sten guns in Knightsbridge
Danger stranger You better paint your face No Elvis, Beatles or The Rolling Stones In 1977
In 1977 You're on the never never You think it can't go on forever But the papers say it's better I don't care 'cos I'm not all there No Elvis, Beatles or The Rolling Stones
In 1977 Sod the jubilee In 1978 In 1979 Stayed in bed In 1980 In 1981 The toilet don't work In 1982 In 1983 Here come the police In 1984
Man Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
Man stands in all his glory Sitting at the crossroads of the same old story Man got his make-up, wears it like a mask Hides inside a child, lives inside a glass Man breathes his own deceit Man worships his own defeat
Oh I'm a man, I know what it feels like I'm a man, working on the living part of life You see through me, I understand But don't lose hope if you can Have a little faith in man
Shakespeare's men got all the lines Modern man lives back in time Man got bravado in his big steel hands Runs with the wolf, sleeps with the lamb Man falls, cuts and bleeds Man stumbles on his own belief
He's the hoax behind the thrill The poison arrow, the bitter pill Hard to swallow, hard to kill, hard to understand He's the light behind the hill The broken promise, the iron will Hard to kill, hard to understand
1980 Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Premiers bruits Des poubelles Pour les villes Au réveil Tu sors de ta nuit!
Premiers mots Au café Au métro... "Année 80" T'as vraiment pas la gueule Des imaginations Des vieux livres science-fiction!
Tu n'as pas plein de spoutnick, d'androïdes On fabrique pas des soucoupes chez Plymouth On dîne pas aux pilules On vit pas dans des bulles!
"1980" Tu es cet écran Où sont projetés Nos espoirs-succès Amours en question Et nouvelles chansons!
Tous les plans d'une paix Qui dorment empagés Départs de folie Pour Gallipolli! De nouveaux romans De nouveaux présidents
En flash-backs Tu nous rassures Pour le futur Dans le lin Le strass et Chopin!
Les journaux imprimeront Nos jours sous ton nom! Malgré les machines Les enfants feront Encore sur leurs doigts Toutes leurs additions!
Les autruches ne gouvernent pas notre terre On fait pas nos lunes de miel en stellaire! Pas de Club sur Pluton On n'est pas des mutants!
"1980" Malgré l'synthétique On rêvera encore En films, en musiques On fera l'amour Mais non-télépathique!
Décomprime Nos envies, nos déprimes "1980" T'es notre starting-block Pour la course dans l'époque! "1980" T'as notre starting-block Pour la course dans l'époque! "1980"
Mamy Blue Composer(s): Hubert Giraud; H. Pagani Performer(s): Dalida
Oh Mamy, Mamy Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue
Inestre chiuse sulla via ha spento gli occhi casa mia E da che parte andro non so Più A sedici anni ero già Ferita dalla realtà E mi sentivo sempre più Giù
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue
Trovavo sempre in braccio a te Risposta a tutti i miei perché Ma adesso non risponderai Più Incontro al mio destino andro La direzione non la so Il primo treno e saliro Su
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Dove sei Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue
Un giorno tu m'hai detto sai Col primo amore te ne andrai E invece sei fuggita tu Tu Finestre chiase sulla via Ha spento gli occhi casa mia Neanche io ci tornero Più
Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy Oh Mamy, Mamy blue, oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, oh Mamy, Mamy blue Oh Mamy blue Oh Mamy, Mamy Oh Mamy, oh Mamy blue, ohmamy blue Dove sei mamy Oh mamy, oh mamy, mamy blue, oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue Oh mamy, mamy blue Oh mamy blue
I could be desperate I think I'm brave Could stay and watch you (repeat)
You gave me nothing, an early grave I'm vegetating. I want more, more, more I want everything in 1981
Anywhere, any place will do I'm leaving England We're near the ending You gave me nothing No more pretending I'm looking forward to our parting in 1981, 1981
We're near the ending I'm just pretending It's all been said before
I want more, more, more in 1981, 1981, 1981 You gave me nothing I want more, more, more I want everything in 1981 I'm leaving England We're near the ending You gave me nothing No more pretending
1981, 1981, 1981, 1981, 1981, 1981 I want everything in 1981 1981, 1981 I want everything in 1981
1983 (A Mermaid I Should Turn To Be) Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix Performer(s): Jimi Hendrix
Hurray I awake from yesterday Alive but the war is here to stay So my love catherina and me Decide to take our last walk thru the noise to the sea Not to die but to be reborn Away from the lands so battred and torn Forever forever
Oh say can you see it's really such a mess Every inch of earth is a fighting nest Giant pencil and lipstick-tube shaped things Continue to rain and cause screamin' pain And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red As our feet find the sand And the sea is straight ahad Straight up ahead
Well it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today Well it's too bad The machine that we built Would never save us that's what they say That's why they ain't comin' with us today And they also said it's impossible For a man to live and breathe undrerwater Forever was a main complaint Yeah and they also threw this in my face they said Anyway you know good and well It would be beyond the will of god And the grace of the king Grace of the king Yeah
Ooo
So my darling and I make love in the sand To salute the last moment ever on dry land Our machine it has done it's work played it's part well Without a scratch on our body when we bid it farewell Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile Before our heads go under we take our last look at the killing noise Of the out of style The out of style out of style oh yeah Oooo
So down and down and down and down we go Hurry my darlin' we mustn't be late For the show Neptune champion games to an aqua world is so my dear Right this way smiles a mermaid I can hear atlantis full of cheer Atlantis full of cheer I can hear atlantis full of cheer Oh yeah
Mam'selle Composer(s): Mack Gordon; Edmond Goulding Performer(s): The Pied Pipers & Jo Stafford and various other artists
A small Café Mam'selle, our rendezvous, Mam'selle The violins were warm and sweet, and so were you Mam'selle And as the night danced by, a kiss became a sigh Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you And yet I know too well someday you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry, and so will I Mam'selle
1984 Composer(s): Randy California Performer(s): Spirit; Nash The Slash
1984 knockin' on your door will you let it come will you let it run your life
1984 knockin' on your door will you let it come will you let it run your life
someone will be waiting for you at your door when you get home tonight ah yes he's gonna tell you darkness gives you much more than you get from the light classic plastic guards well they're your special friends they see you every night well they call themselves your brothers but you know it's no game you're never out of their sight
it's time you started thinking inside your head that you should stand up and fight oh where will you be when the freedom must end just one year from tonight classic plastic coppers are your special friends they see you every night well they call themselves protection but they know it's no game you're never out of their sight
I'm gonna run through the jungle I'm not going to ever come back
Mamma English & French Titles: Mama; Maman Composer(s): Cesare Andrea Bixio; Bruno Cherubini Performer(s): Beniamino Gigli and various other artists
Mamma, son tanto felice perché ritorno da te La mia canzone ti dice ch'è il più bel sogno per me! Mamma son tanto felice... Viver lontano perché?
Mamma, solo per te la mia canzone vola mamma, sarai con me, tu non sarai più sola! Quanto ti voglio bene! Queste parole d'amore che ti sospira il mio cuore forse non s'usano più, mamma! ma la canzone mia più bella sei tu! Sei tu la vita e per la vita non ti lascio mai più!
Sento la mano tua stanca cerca i miei riccioli d'or Sento, e la voce ti manca la ninna nanna d'allor Oggi la testa tua bianca io voglio stringere al cuor
Mamma, solo per te la mia canzone vola mamma, sarai con me, tu non sarai più sola! Quanto ti voglio bene! Queste parole d'amore che ti sospira il mio cuore forse non s'usano più, mamma! ma la canzone mia più bella sei tu! Sei tu la vita e per la vita non ti lascio mai più! Mamma... mai più!
1999 Composer(s): Sergio Bardotti; Lucio Dalla; Gian Franco Reverberi Performer(s): Lucio Dalla
È bruciato anche l'ultimo fiore grigio fumo è il colore del sole sono solo in un mondo che tace finalmente è scoppiata la pace aspettavo che venisse il momento ora parlo solamente col vento finalmente questo mondo è più bello il fratello più non odia il fratello Cosa farò non lo so cosa dirò niente, niente, niente Son salito su di un tram che non parte sto seduto come sempre in disparte non mi piace tutto quello che dico ho paura io mi sento nemico Cosa farò non lo so cosa dirò niente, niente, niente