Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Marie Marie Danish Title: Forbi Min Pi'e Composer(s): Dave Alvin Originally performed by: The Blasters Covered by various other artists
Marie Marie, playing guitar on the back porch I sit in my car, while you sing so sad Marie Marie
Marie Marie, It's so lonely in these farmlands Please come with me, to the bright lights downtown Marie Marie
I said: "hey, pretty girl, don't you understand I just want to be your lovin' man"
Marie Marie, the sun is down in the cornfields The evening is dark, and you sing so sad Marie Marie
Marie Marie, It's so lonely in these farmlands Please come with me, to the bright lights downtown Marie Marie
Marie Marie, I got two weeks in back pay There's gas in my car, and your folks say I must go Marie Marie
I said: "hey, pretty girl, don't you understand I just want to be your lovin' man"
Marie Marie, playing guitar on the back porch I sit in my car, while you sing so sad Marie Marie
Marie Marie, I got two weeks in back pay There's gas in my car, and your folks say I must go Marie Marie
While you sing so sad Marie Marie While you sing so sad Marie Marie While you sing so sad Marie Marie While you sing so sad Marie Marie While you sing so sad Marie Marie ...
100 Hundred Easy Ways To Lose A Man Composer(s): Leonard Bernstein; Betty Comden; Adolph Green Performer(s): Betty Comden & Adolph Green
Now the first way to lose a man
You've met a charming fellow and you're out for a spin The motor fails and he just wears a helpless grin Don't bat your eyes and say, "what a romantic spot we're in"
Just get out, crawl under the car, tell him it's the gasket And fix it in two seconds flat with a bobby pin
That's a good way to lose a man
He takes you to a baseball game You sit knee to knee He says, "the next man up at bat will bunt, you'll see" Don't say, "oooh, what's a bunt? this game's too hard for little me"
Just say, "bunt? are you nuts?!! with no outs, two men on base, and a left-handed batter coming up, you'll walk right into a triple play just like it happened in the fifth game of the world series in 1923"
That's a sure way to lose a man
A sure sure sure sure way to lose a man A splendid way to lose a man
Just throw your knowledge in his face he'll never try for second base ninety-eight ways to go
The third way to lose a man The life-guard at the beach that all the girlies adore swims bravely out to save you through the ocean's roar don't say, "oh, thanks, I would have drowned in just one second more"
Just push his head under water and yell, "last one in is a rotten egg" and race him back to shore!
That's a swell way to lose a man
You've found your perfect mate and it's been love from the start He whispers, "you're the one to who I give my heart" Don't say, "I love you too, my dear, let's never never part"
Just say, "I'm afraid you've made a grammatical error -- it's not `to who I give my heart,' it's `to whom I give my heart' -- you see, with the use of the preposition `to,' `who' becomes the indirect object making the use of `whom' imperative which i can easily show you by drawing a simple chart"
That's a fine way to lose a man
A fine fine fine fine way to lose a man a dandy way to lose a man
Just be more well-informed than he you'll never hear "o, promise me"
Just show him where his grammar errs then mark your towels "hers" and "hers"
Yes, girls, you too can lose your man if you will use ruth sherwood's plan one hundred easy ways to lose a man
900 Miles Composer(s): Woody Guthrie Performer(s): Woody Guthrie; and various other artists
Well I'm walkin' down the track, I got tears in my eyes Tryin' to read a letter from my home
chorus: If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night 'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin' And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
Well the train I ride on is a hundred coaches long You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain Pawn you my gold diamond ring
Well if you say so, I will railroad no more Sidetrack my train and come home
Marie Marie Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Dalida and various other artists
À Pâques ou à la mi-carême Quand je serais libéré Lorsque j'aurai f ni ma peine Ah que j'irai t'embrasser Dans notre jardin d 'Angleterre Les roses ont du refleurirent Si tu en portais à ma mère Ça me ferait bien plaisir
Marie, Marie Ecris donc plus souvent Marie, Marie Au quatorze mille deux cent
J'travaille à la bibliothèque Je m'invente du bon temps J'ai pour amis tous les poètes Beaudelaire, Chateaubrillant Pour nous ici quoi qu 'on en pense Ils sont vraiment très gentils On a du dessert le dimanche du poisson le vendredi
Marie, Marie Ecris donc plus souvent Marie, Marie Au quatorze mille deux cent
À Pâques ou à la mi-carême Il reviendra bien le temps Ou tu pourras dire je t'aime Au quatorze mille deux cent
Marie Madeleine Composer(s): Jeff Barnel; Gilbert Sinoue Performer(s): Dalida
Un homme s'est levé à l'est du soleil Un homme s'est levé le monde n'est plus pareil À tous les coins des rues C'est comme un air de fête Des millions d'inconnus vont relever la tête
Les cloches des églises réveillent les étoiles La peur n'est plus de mise au pied des cathédrales Sous les yeux étonnés des puissants de la terre Un homme est revenu après deux millénaires
Marie Madeleine lève-toi Toi qui l'aimais toi tu le reconnaîtras Va sans tarder prévenir tous ses frères Jean et Mathieu et surtout Simon-Pierre Marie Madeleine réveille-toi Tout comme hier il vient te tendre les bras Et mettre fin à la folie des rois Marie Madeleine souviens-toi
Un homme s'est levé et soudain dans la nuit Le Mont des Oliviers est au cur de Paris Il a mis sans violence à quelques pas de nous Par sa seule patience des armées à genoux
Déjà sur son passage New-York et Betléhem Ne sont plus qu'un village le jourdain c'est la seine Personne n'y croyait plus à l'homme de Nazareth Le voici revenu reprendre sa planète
Marie Madeleine lève-toi Toi qui l'aimais toi tu le reconnaîtras Va sans tarder prévenir tous ses frères Jean et Mathieu et surtout Simon-Pierre Marie Madeleine réveille-toi Tout comme hier il vient te tendre les bras Et mettre fin à la folie des rois Marie Madeleine souviens-toi
Marie Madeleine réveille-toi Toi qui l'attendais depuis longtemps déjà Même si la terre à nouveau l'abandonne Va retrouver et ton Dieu et ton homme Marie Madeleine réveille-toi Il est revenu aussi fort qu'autrefois Et jamais rien ne te le reprendra Marie Madeleine lève-toi
Marie L'orpheline Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Marie l'orpheline Marie mon amour Contre ma poitrine Viens serrer tes jours Marie les angoisses Marie déchirée Sors de ton impasse Quand le bonheur veut t'adopter
Marie l'orpheline Marie les tourments Laisse sur tes ruines Courir le printemps Marie la souffrance Marie la douleur Viens chercher l'enfance Au coeur de mon coeur
Laisse le bonheur Allumer tes yeux Étouffer ta peur Et mettre le feu Au fond de ton coeur Qui n'a jamais vu le ciel bleu
Marie sans famille Marie délaissée Sors de ta coquille Chasse tes pensées Viens prendre racine Là, ou la passion Marie l'orpheline Veut t'offrir un nom
Marie l'orpheline Marie crucifiée En vain tu t'obstines A tout refuser Marie la misère Surtout ne soit pas Marie coeur de pierre Quand le bonheur te tend les bras
Marie l'orpheline Accepte l'amour Pour qu'il t'illumine Et fasse qu'un jour Marie la détresse Devienne pour moi Marie la tendresse Éperdue de joie
Lave-toi d'hier Laisse-toi sécher Par ces soleils clairs Par ces vents d'été Que d'un coeur ouvert L'amour propose tes pensées
Marie tout commence Au jour de demain Et notre existence Est entre nos mains Sans toi j'imagine Que je ne suis rien Marie l'orpheline Qu'un autre orphelin
49th Parallel Composer(s): Steve Harley Performer(s): Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel
Chorus: think Ill have lines on my face When I get out of this place So I guess Ill be ever so careful It wouldnt help to deny Im well advised to comply By the rules or be ever so tearful
I caught a vulture, he came up behind me I put a chain on his claws I caught another - been trying to find me I slit a vein in his jaws Tied the two of them up with guitar-strings (only fed them a bone) Grinned and put my hands in my pockets To drift away to a land of my own
Chorus: think Ill have lines on my face When I get out of this place So I guess Ill be ever so careful It wouldnt help to deny Im well advised to comply By the rules or be ever so tearful
We played a game of cowards and heroes We lay the rules on the floor But then we spoke of flowers and quiros It ended up in a draw But all the time they were bound and belittled I wouldnt let them go, go, go! I only want to use them for skittles And drift away to a land of my own
They were begging over and over "if we behave can we feed?" Began to throw them piece of clover And said; "now count the leaves!" I realised it was only a battle And went to look for the war (haw! haw!) My brains began then to rattle And drift away to a land of their own
4th July, Asbury Park (Sandy) Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen; The Hollies; Ben E. King
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny so sharp And the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along the shore Chasin' all them silly New York girls
Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us the pier lights our carnival life forever Love me tonight for I may never see you again hey Sandy girl
Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy their skins are so white And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag I got on it last night and my shirt got caught And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off
Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us The pier lights our carnival life on the water Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy
Sandy the angels have lost their desire for us I spoke to `em just last night and they said they won't set themselves on fire for us anymore Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from heaven on their Harleys they come and they go And you can see `em dressed like stars in all the cheap little seashore bars parked making love with their babies out on the Kokomo Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do This boardwalk life for me is through You know you ought to quit this scene too
Sandy the aurora's rising behind us the pier lights our carnival life forever Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever
Marie La Mer Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Marie la Mer Au creux d'une vague Je t'ai trouvée étrange et belle Comme un oiseau de mer
Marie la Mer Le ciel était rouge et les algues étaient d'or Comme de longs cheveux ondoyant sur la mer Tu m'as souri, Marie la Mer Il faisait beau dans tes yeux verts Et on s'est regardé, longtemps, longtemps
Marie la Mer Au creux d'une vague Je t'ai perdue effarouchée Comme un oiseau de mer
Le temps s'était perdu en mer Il faisait beau dans tes yeux verts J'ai tendu la main doucement, doucement
Marie la Mer Me pardonneras-tu, je t'attendrai longtemps
Marie la Mer Il pleut sur la plage Il pleut pour toujours Dans le ciel passent quelques oiseaux de mer
4th Time Around Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Bob Dylan: Robyn Hitchcock; Terry Melcher; Michel Montecrossa; Chris Whitley
When she said "Don't waste your words, they're just lies" I cried she was deaf And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes Then said, "What else you got left?" It was then that I got up to leave But she said, "Don't forget Everybody must give something back For something they get"
I stood there and hummed I tapped on her drum and asked her how come And she buttoned her boot And straightened her suit Then she said, "Don't get cute" So I forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs And gallantly handed her My very last piece of gum
She threw me outside I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked And after finding I'd Forgotten my shirt I went back and knocked I waited in the hallway, she went to get it And I tried to make sense Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against ...
Her Jamaican rum And when she did come, I asked her for some She said, "No, dear" I said, "Your words aren't clear You'd better spit out your gum" She screamed till her face got so red Then she fell on the floor And I covered her up and then Thought I'd go look through her drawer
And, when I was through I filled up my shoe And brought it to you And you, you took me in You loved me then You didn't waste time And I, I never took much I never asked for your crutch Now don't ask for mine
Marie La Française Composer(s): Jacques Larue; Philippe Gérard Performer(s): Édith Piaf
Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin Pour les filles de mauvaise vie Et que la Seine était jolie Sous le soleil du mois de juin Sous le soleil du mois de juin
Au fond du vieux Sidney Sous le pont du chemin de fer On vient de faire son affaire À Marie la française Faut pas s'en étonner Car, avec les matafs Dès qu'ils sont un peu pafs Vaut mieux planquer son pèse Quatre-vingt-cinq dollars Ça s' claque un soir de bringue Quand on vient d'accoster Après deux mois sans femmes Ils n' pouvaient pas savoir Qu'elle était assez dingue De mettre ça d' côté Pour revoir Notre-Dame
Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin Pour les filles de mauvaise vie Et que la Seine était jolie Sous le soleil du mois de juin Sous le soleil du mois de juin
Au cimetière de Sidney Un pasteur, en passant Marmonne avec dédain Une prière anglaise Faut pas s'en étonner Chez les gens bien pensants Tout le monde se fout bien De Marie la française Seule une petite vieille Continuera de croire Qu'avec un homme très chic Sa fille est mariée Et les jours de soleil Dans sa rue Rochechouart Pensera qu'aux Amériques Marie l'a oubliée...
Oh, mon Paname, que tu es loin Pour les filles de mauvaise vie Et que la Seine était jolie Sous le soleil du mois de juin Sous le soleil du mois de juin
4-Way Street Medley Composer(s): Neil Young Performer(s): Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
He's a perfect stranger Like a cross of himself and a fox He's a feeling arranger And a changer of the ways he talks
He's the unforseen danger The keeper of the key to the locks Know when you see him Nothing can free him
Step aside, open wide It's the loner
If you see him in the subway He'll be down at the end of the car Watching you move Until he knows he knows who you are When you get off at your station alone He'll know that you are
Know when you see him Nothing can free him Step aside, open wide...
I wanna live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With a cinnamon girl
A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together chasing the moonlight My cinnamon girl
Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes and waits between shows For his cinnamon girl
A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together chasing the moonlight My cinnamon girl...
Be on my side, I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride
Yeah, she could drag me over the rainbow Send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Dead
You take my hand I'll take your hand Together we may get away This much madness is too much sorrow It's impossible to make it today
Yeah, she could drag me over the rainbow Send me away Down by the river I shot my baby Down by the river Dead
Be on my side I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride
Marie From Sunny Italy Composer(s): Irving Berlin; M. Nicholson
Oh, Marie, 'neath the window I'm waiting Oh, Marie, please don't be so aggravating Can't you see my heart just yearns for you, dear With fond affection And love that's true, dear Meet me while the Summer moon is beaming For you and me, the little stars are beaming Please come out tonight, my queen Can't you hear my mandolin?
My sweet Marie from sunny Italy Oh how I do love you Say that you'll love me, love me, too Forever more I will be true Just say the word and I will marry you And then you'll surely be My sweet Marie from sunny Italy
Oh, Marie, I've been waiting so patiently Oh, Marie, please come out and I shall happy be Raise your window, love, and say you're coming The little birds, dear Are sweetly humming Don't say, "No," my sweet Italian Beauty There's not another maiden e'er could suit me Come out, love, don't be afraid Listen to my serenade
5 O'Clock In The Morning Composer(s): Village People; Henry Belolo; Dennis Frederiksen; Jacques Morali Performer(s): Village People
It's five o'clock in the morning the city seems so empty As I wander in the streets alone It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking I don't wanna go to sleep alone
And now I feel like such a fool because I've broken all the rules And I hurt the one who loves me, when I just turned and walked away There wasn't much that you could say except to say you really loved me
It's five o'clock in the morning, my mind's gettin' weary As I walk the lonely street again It's five o'clock in the morning and I feel very sorry 'Cause your love I'll never be again
I guess I'm gonna have to face that I just couldn't run the race I always thought I was a winner When your love I'm gonna lose, it makes it easier to choose Because I'm not a good beginner
Woh baby (baby), I need your love, oh baby (baby), I want your love Oh baby (baby), bring back your love, oh baby, oh baby, oh
It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is so silent Can't you hear the lonely beat of my heart It's five o'clock in the morning, this feeling is so helpless I can't stop the lonely beat in my heart
Well I don't know what I should do, so I'll leave it up to you Maybe some day you'll forgive me So until then I'll play the part of a man with a broken heart And hope someday you will free me
Oh baby (baby), I need your love, oh baby (baby), I want your love Oh baby (baby), bring back your love, oh baby, oh baby, oh
It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so empty As I wander in the streets alone It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking I don't wanna go to sleep alone
It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so e-empty As I wander in the streets alone
Marie Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): The Bachelors and various other artists
Marie, Marie, Marie
Marie, the dawn is breaking Marie, (ooh, Marie) you'll soon be waking To find you heart is aching And tears (and tears) will fall (will fall) as you recall The moon in all its splendor A kiss (ooh, a kiss) so very tender The words, "Will you surrender To me, (Marie), Marie, (Marie-ee)?"
Marie, you'll soon be waking To find you heart is aching And tears (and tears) will fall (will fall) as you recall The moon in all its splendor A kiss (ooh, a kiss) so very tender The words, "Will you surrender To me, (Marie), Marie, (Marie) Marie (Marie-ee-ee)?"
50,000 Miles Beneath The Brain Composer(s): Alvin Lee Performer(s): Ten Years After
I want to know you I want to show you I want to grow you Inside of me I want to see you I want to free you I want to be you Inside of me Love me 50,000 miles beneath my brain Love me 50,000 times and then again
Can you love me with a thousand eyes? Can you see right through my bones? Can you kiss me with a thousand lips? Can you melt a solid stone? Can you hear me from a thousand miles When you're screaming at the stars? Can you pull me up to Jupiter When I'm all hung up on Mars? Burn my eyes with your flame Let your world spin free Let it go, baby I'll do the same All depends on me Let it go It's all the same What with jewels that you can't see Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, babe Bring it on home to me...
50,000 Names Composer(s): Jamie O'Hara Performer(s): George Jones; Jamie O'Hara; Robin & Linda Williams
There's teddy bears and high school rings And old photographs that mamas bring Of daddies with their young boys playin' ball There's combat boots he used to wear When he was sent over there And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
There's cigarettes and cans of beer And notes that say: "I miss you dear" And children who don't say anything at all There's purple hearts and packs of gum Fatherless daughters and fatherless sons And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
They come from all across this land In pick-up trucks and mini vans Searchin' for a boy from long ago They scan the wall and find his name The teardrops fall like pourin' rain Then silently they leave a gift and go
There's stars of David and rosary beads And crucifixion figurines And flowers of all colours large and small There's a boy scout badge and a merit pin Little American flags wavin' in the wind And there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
Mais ... Marie Est Venue Performer(s): Claude Barzotti
Voilà que tu débarques, voilà que tu reviens Comme si c'était hier, comme si ce n'était rien Et tu parles de nous, comme d'une évidence Tu viens je ne sais d'où, tu veux qu'on recommence
Mais Marie est venue, sans rien me demander Et elle seule a su, m'apprendre à t'oublier
Voilà que je comprends, que je ne t'aime plus Que t'étais assemblant, rien qu'un mal entendu Toi tu dis que tu m'aimes et que tout va changé Qu'on ne fait plus de scène quand on a trop pleuré
Mais marie est venue, et elle m'a guéri M'a soigné et m'a plu, m'a redonné la vie
Voilà que tu arrives, comment t'es reconquises Que tu dis à Marie, que la place était prise Et puis moi je comprends combien j'aime Marie Combien je veux d'enfants que va faire Marie
Car Marie est venue, elle m'a consolée Je n'aurais jamais cru, que j'allais tant l'aimer {x2}
500 Miles Composer(s): Hedy West Performer(s): Peter, Paul & Mary; and various other artists
If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles a hundred miles, a hundred miles you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord, I'm four, Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home Away from home, away from home away from home, away from home Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back not a penny to my name Lord, I can't go back home this-a way This-a way, this-a way this-a way, this-a way Lord, I can't go back home this-a way
If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles A hundred miles, a hundred miles a hundred miles, a hundred miles you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
