Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Well I'm down in the alley of Sally and I'm feeling my way And it's four in the morning, I don't have a lot I can say I know I'm looking for some satisfaction But there ain't much news Got some walking from a back reaction I'm hanging down and loose
Me and the boys have been drinking Feeling like this is the wrong time for thinking All I can say is I'm doing fine with just me and my wine
Now my brain and my body are runnin' on different rails And I died and just say hi what if all else fails Oh I woke up in a subway station Lying half dead on the floor I don't remember anything What happened the night before
Oh me and the boys have been drinking Feeling like this is the wrong time for thinking All I can say is I'm doing fine with just me and my wine
Now listen My hair's a real mess, I feel and look like a joke And there's a hole in my jeans, I just ran right out of smokes You know I'd like to get to know you But I ain't got the time I'm finding it harder and harder To make this damn thing rhyme
Just me and my wine Well just me and my wine You know that I'm doing fine Well just me and my wine Thank you
Me & My Uncle Composer(s): John Phillips Performer(s): Grateful Dead and various other artists
Me and my uncle went riding down South Colorado, West Texas bound We stopped over in Santa Fe That being the point just about half way And you know it was the hottest part of the day
I took the horses up to the stall Went to the bar-room, ordered drinks for all Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt It being summer, I took off my shirt And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt
West Texas cowboys, they's all around With liquor and money, they're loaded down So soon after pay day, you know it seemed a shame You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game Hi-lo jacks and the winner take the hand
My uncle starts winning, cowboys got sore One of them called him, and then two more Accused him of cheating, well no it couldn't be I know my uncle, he's as honest as me And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw Well I shot him down, Lord, he never saw Shot me another, hot damn he won't grow old In the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold And we high-tailed it down to Mexico
Now I love those cowboys, I love their gold I love my uncle, God rest his soul Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road
On Marche Composer(s): Christophe Bardy; Gilbert Bécaud Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Il faut marcher, marcher Marcher tout l'temps, il faut Marcher devant, il faut Marcher gagnant
Tu n'marches pas, t'es foutu Les autres te marchent dessus Il faut marcher mordant Ou t'es perdant
On marche On marche
Sur le grand quai des p'tits départs On pardonne aucun retard Le monde des fous est en partance
Avance!
Dans la cadence de l'infernal Le moindre arrêt devient fatal Y a pas toujours de second'chance Avance! Tes amis te délaissent Et tes amours te blessent De vrai en faux De laid en beau
T'avances... t'avances
Il faut marcher, marcher Marcher tout l'temps, il faut Marcher devant, il faut Marcher gagnant
Tu n' marches pas, t'es foutu Les autres te marchent dessus Ils t'attendent au tournant La haine au vent!
Dans ce métro, boulot, salauds Les jolies blondes jouent les machas Tout l'monde se pousse au fer de lance
Me And My Shadow Composer(s): Al Jolson; Dave Dreyer; Billy Rose Performer(s): The Mills Brothers and various other artists
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely Standing on the corner feeling blue Sweethearts out for fun Pass me by one by one Guess I'll wind up like I always do With only....
Me and my shadow Strolling down the avenue Oh, me and my shadow Not a soul to tell our troubles to And when it's twelve o'clock we climb the stairs We never knock 'cause nobody's there Just me and my shadow All alone and feeling blue
When the sun sets on the far horizon And the parlour lamps begin to glow Jim and Jack and John Put their slippers on. They're all set but we're still on the go So lonely....
Me and my shadow Strolling down the avenue Oh, me and my shadow Not a soul to tell our troubles to And when it's twelve o'clock we climb the stairs We never knock 'cause nobody's there Just me and my shadow All alone and feeling blue
On M'Appelle Simplet Composer(s): Jean Manse; Roger Dumas Performer(s): Fernandel
Les oiseaux sont mes confidents Et quand je siffle entre mes dents Ils me comprennent tous en somme Ils sont plus sensibles à mes maux Pour n'être que des animaux Ils sont moins bêtes que les hommes Voilà pourquoi autour de moi Faisant la joie des villageois D'un sobriquet on me prénomme Toujours en me montrant du doigt Avec un petit air narquois
On m'appelle Simplet L'Innocent du village Doux comme un agnelet Je mène la vie d'un sage Chantant gaiement Moi, je vis de l'air du temps Je dois tout ça Aux conseils de mon papa Je garde son secret C'est mon seul héritage Mon bonheur est complet On m'appelle Simplet
On me prend pour un grand enfant On est pour moi très indulgent Tous mes péchés, on les pardonne Je conjure le mauvais sort Ma présence est un réconfort C'est un peu de joie que je donne Et c'est ainsi que sans souci Sûr et hardi dans mon Midi J'ai grandi de façon bouffonne Si je n'ai pas beaucoup d'esprit Au fond vous m'en voyez ravi
On m'appelle Simplet L'Innocent du village Doux comme un agnelet Je mène la vie d'un sage Chantant gaiement Moi, je vis de l'air du temps Je dois tout ça Aux conseils de mon papa Je garde son secret C'est mon seul héritage Mon bonheur est complet On m'appelle Simplet, Simplet
Me And My Melinda Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Kay Kyser; Bunny Berigan; Johnny Desmond; Gene Krupa & His Orch.
Me and my Melinda My Melinda and me We are bound up together in sympathy Me and my Melinda We are seldom apart On the nights when I feel Like a heart to heart When I'm blue We just sit there holding hands And when we do My Melinda understands When I'm having trouble That I cannot disclose When I can't tell the world Of my private woes Long before I tell her My Melinda knows
On M'A Donné Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
On m'a donné des yeux et l'on m'a dit regardes J'ai eu beau regarder je n'ai rien entrevu On m'a donné un coeur et l'on m'a dit prends garde J'ai eu beau prendre garde un jour je l'ai perdu On m'a donné l'amour hélas je le regrette Car il s'en est allé depuis je n'y crois plus On m'a donné un corps mais j'ai perdu la tête Et j'ai souillé mon corps dans des bras inconnus On m'a donné, on m'a donné
On m'a donné des rêves mais quelle imposture Car ces rêves ne sont que de longs cauchemars On m'a donné des lèvres afin qu'elles murmurent Elles n'ont jamais dit que des mots sans espoir On m'a donné des larmes de joies de souffrances Je ne pleure jamais car mon coeur est de bois On m'a donné aussi en plus une conscience Mais au fond de moi-même elle n'a plus de voix On m'a donné, on m'a donné Pourquoi
On m'a donné des livres afin que je lise Mais je les ai brûlé sans les avoir ouverts On m'a donné des mains pour les joindre à l'église Mais qui sait si j'irai au ciel ou en enfer On m'a donné une âme à garder pure et blanche Mais j'ai vendu mon âme au diable un beau matin On m'a donné la vie qui a pris sa revanche Mais j'ai gâcher la vie que j'avais dans mes mains Dieu m'est témoin on m'a donné On m'a donné, en vain
On m'a dit qu'j'avais dit que Du mal de toi parc'que Tu t'répandais sur moi C't'hiver j'aurai pas froid Tu m'as bien habillé Mais j't'ai bien costumée Et ceux qui t'aiment font semblant t'écouter C'est pour mieux te miner Veulent nous voir séparés Ne crois pas Aux washah - washah - washah
Halte à tout, parle-moi, retrouvons-nous Laisse les vipères siffler Laisse le bon temps rouler Même s'il y a pas d'fumée sans feu L'amour ça s'brûle a deux Mais on m'a dit qu't'as dit que
j'ne suis pas une mauvaise langue, je n'rapporterai pas que quand j'rentre au p'tit matin, t'es pas toujours là
Washah - washah - washah
On m'a dit qu't'avais dit que Du mal de moi parce que Je balançais sur toi Des choses qu'existaient pas On m'a dit qu't'as dis que du mal de moi parce que J't'ai délaissée mais j't'ai pas mis d'collier J't'ai pas abandonnée J'suis pas fait pour dresser Ne crois pas Aux washah - washah - washah
Je ressemble a tous ces chiens Qu'on met d'vant les niches
Je fais semblant de garder J'aboie, mais je triche
Me And My Baby Performer(s): Ann Reinking & Boys; Rob Fisher
Roxie: Look at my baby my baby and me..
Me and my baby My baby and me We're 'bout as happy as babies can be What if I find That I'm causght in a storm? I don't care my baby's there And baby's bound to keep me warm We're sticking together And ain't we got fun So much together You'd count us as one Tell old man worry to go climb a tree 'cause I've got my baby I'm with my baby Look at my baby and me
Looka my baby my baby and me A dream of a duo Now don't you agree Why keep it mum When there's nothing to hid? And what I feel I must reveal It's more that I can keep inside And I can assure you It won't go away Let me assur you It grow every day I was a one once But now I' a 'we' 'cause I got my baby My dear little baby Looka my baby and me
Roxie and boys: Looka my baby My baby and me Facing the world Optimistically Nothing can stop us So nobody try 'cause baby's rough And full of stuff And incidentally, so am I Get out of our way, folks And give us some room Watch how we bubble And blossom and bloom Life was a prison But we got the key Me and my baby My dear little baby My cute little baby My sweet little baby My fat little baby My soft little baby My pink little baby My bald little baby Looka my baby
On Laisse Tous Un Jour Composer(s): Vline Buggy; Hugues Aufray; Michel Fugain Performer(s): Michel Fugain
On laisse tous un jour Un peu de notre vie Sur une table Dans le fond d'un café Sur une table Que l'on oublie jamais
On laisse tous un jour Un peu de ses amis Tous les poètes Venus se mettre au chaud Sur la banquette Dans un coin de bistrot On dit "salut" On commande un demi Et on refait le monde Mais le monde est si grand Qu'il nous faut bien toute la nuit
On laisse tous un jour Un peu de nos amours Que l'on griffonne Sur la nappe en papier Et qu'on chiffonne Au fond d'un cendrier Elle dit "bonjour" On commande un demi On lui promet le monde Mais pour donner le monde Il nous faut bien toute la nuit
Me And Mrs. Jones Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff; Cary Gilbert Performer(s): Billy Paul
Me and Mrs. Jones, we got a thing going on We both know that it's wrong But it's much too strong to let it cool down now We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe Six-thirty I know she'll be there Holding hands, making all kinds of plans While the jukebox plays our favorite song Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones Mrs. Jones got a thing going on We both know that it's wrong But it's much too strong to let it cool down now We gotta be extra careful that we don't build our hopes too high Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I Me, me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones Mrs. Jones got a thing going on We both know that it's wrong But it's much too strong to let it cool down now Well, it's time for us to be leaving Iit hurts so much, it hurts so much inside Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine But tomorrow we'll meet the same place, the same time Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Me And Molly Composer(s): Willie P. Bennett Performer(s): Willie P. Bennett
The sun she was dying and going down slow The clouds were bursting and bringing down snow And all in all no one really cared to know That the bitter end of summer was dying
Now I've watched a million dreams Go up in smoke And Lord the way I laugh and scream about it It ain't no joke anymore Anyway Who spoke about it
The clouds went away and the moon came to stay And the stars were sending down Jeweled fire And it shone through my window And showed me the glow Of Molly still flushed with desire
Now we would all like to close our eyes And lick the snow as it goes by Feel it in our faces Hold a hand full of aces And be the winner When it comes time for us to die
The sun she was dying and going down slow The clouds were bursting and bringing down snow And all in all no one really cared to know That the bitter end of summer was dying
On Hyndford Street Composer(s): Van Morrison Performer(s): Van Morrison
Take me back, take me way, way, way back On Hyndford Street Where you could feel the silence at half past eleven On long summer nights As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg And the voices whispered across Beechie River In the quietness as we sank into restful slumber in the silence And carried on dreaming, in God And walks up Cherry Valley from North Road Bridge, railway line On sunny summer afternoons Picking apples from the side of the tracks That spilled over from the gardens of the houses on Cyprus Avenue Watching the moth catcher working the floodlights in the evenings And meeting down by the pylons Playing round Mrs. Kelly's lamp Going out to Holywood on the bus And walking from the end of the lines to the seaside Stopping at Fusco's for ice cream In the days before rock 'n' roll Hyndford Street, Abetta Parade Orangefield, St. Donard's Church Sunday six-bells, and in between the silence there was conversation And laughter, and music and singing, and shivers up the back of the neck And tuning in to Luxembourg late at night And jazz and blues records during the day Also Debussy on the third programme Early mornings when contemplation was best Going up the Castlereagh hills And the cregagh glens in summer and coming back To Hyndford Street, feeling wondrous and lit up inside With a sense of everlasting life And reading Mr. Jelly Roll and Big Bill Broonzy And "Really The Blues" by "Mezz" Mezzrow And "Dharma Bums" by Jack Kerouac Over and over again And voices echoing late at night over Beechie River And it's always being now, and it's always being now It's always now Can you feel the silence? On Hyndford Street where you could feel the silence At half past eleven on long summer nights As the wireless played Radio Luxembourg And the voices whispered across Beechie River And in the quietness we sank into restful slumber in silence And carried on dreaming in God
Me And Little Andy Composer(s): Dolly Parton Performer(s): Dolly Parton
Late one cold and stormy night I heard a dog a-barkin' Then I thought I heard somebody at my door a-knockin' I wondered who could be outdide in such an awful storm Then I saw a little girl with a puppy in her arms Before I could say a word she said, "My name is Sandy And this here is my puppy dog, it's name is little Andy" Standing in the bitter cold in just a ragged dress Then I asked her to come in and this is what she said...
"Ain't ya got no gingerbread Ain't ya got no candy Ain't ya got an extra bed for me and little Andy Patty cake and bakersman My mommy ran away again And we was all alone and didn't know what else to do I wonder if you'll let us stay with you
Giddy up trotty horse, going to the mill Can we stay all night If you don't love us no one will I promise we won't cry London bridge is fallin' down My daddy's drunk again in town And we was all alone and didn't know what we could do I wonder if you'll let us stay with you"
She was just a little girl, not more than six or seven But that night as they slept the angels took them both to heaven God knew little Andy would be lonesome with her gone Now Sandy and her puppy dog won't ever be alone
Ain't ya got no gingerbread Ain't ya got no candy Ain't ya got an extra bed for me and little (whispers) Andy
