Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Melodia De Arrabal Composer(s): Mario Battistella; Carlos Gardel; Alfredo Le Pera Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Barrio plateado por la luna rumor de milongas es toda tu fortuna Hay un fuelle que rezonga en la cortada mistonga mientras que una pebeta linda como una flor espera coqueta bajo la quieta luz de un farol
Barrio, barrio que tenés el alma inquieta de un gorrión sentimental ¡Penas, ruegos! Es todo el barrio malevo melodía de arrabal ¡Viejo barrio! ¡Perdoná si a evocarte se me pianta un lagrimón que al rodar en tu empedrao es un beso prolongao que te da mi corazón
Cuna de taitas y cantores de broncas y entreveros de todos mis amores En tus muros con mi acero yo grabé nombres que quiero Rosa, la milonguita era rubia Margot y en la primer cita la paica Rita me dio su amor
One Boy, Two Little Girls Composer(s): Bill Giant; Bernie Baum; Florence Kaye Performer(s): Elvis Presley
One boy, two little girls Three hearts yearning for love Although it's hard to explain I know it may sound insane But this one boy loves two little girls
Folks say three is a crowd To each boy, one girl's allowed But right now I'm having such fun I just can't give up either one 'Cos this one boy loves two little girls
There will come a time I'll have to settle down But until that time I love two girls hanging around
Now one day I must decide Which one I'll choose for my bride But till we three must part I've twice as much love in my heart 'Cos this one boy loves two little girls
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer Composer(s): John Lee Hooker Performer(s): John Lee Hooker; and various other artists
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Hey mister bartender come here I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken) And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow Knocked out, feeling good and by the time I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken) And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned Knocked out, and by the time I looked on the wall, at the old clock again And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said, Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
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As performed by George Thorogood:
Wanna tell you a story About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went
So I goes to the landlady I said, "You let me slide?" I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?" I said, "No, can't find no job" Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job" Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post" I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day" She said "That don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday" Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went
So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?" He said "Let me go and ask my wife" He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know" I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too" So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah" And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said "Look man, come down here" So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Now by this time I'm plenty high, You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there So what you want this time? I said "Look man, a-what time is it?" He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
One Bad Apple Composer(s): George Jackson Performer(s): The Osmonds; and various other artists
I can tell you've been hurt by that look on your face, girl Some guy brought sad into your happy world You need love, but you're afraid that if you give in someone else will come along and sock it to ya again One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard I could make you happy, baby satisfy you, too But how can I if you won't give me a chance to prove my love to you? Won't you just give me one chance? I'll give you my guarantee that you won't be hurt again One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard now I've been noticing you, baby for a long, long time And I'm not ashamed to tell the world that you really messed up my mind Girl, to me you're like a dream come true I'd rather hurt myself than to ever hurt you One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, give it one more try before you give up on love, girl One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl Oh, I don't care what they say I don't care what you heard now One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch, girl....
Mellow Down Easy Composer(s): Willie Dixon Originally performed by: Little Walter Covered by various other artists
You jump, jump, here You jump, jump, there You jump, jump, jump everywhere Then you mellow down easy Mellow down easy You mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top
You shake, shake, here You shake, shake, there You shake, shake, shake everywhere Then you mellow down easy Mellow down easy You mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top
You wiggle, wiggle, here You wiggle, wiggle, there You wiggle, wiggle, wiggle everywhere Then you mellow down easy Mellow down easy You mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top
One And Only Man Composer(s): Jim Capaldi; Steve Winwood Performer(s): Steve Winwood; Guitar Shorty
Every time I see you, girl, it makes me feel so sad Knowing you've been seeing some other guy that treats you bad Did you know I'm burning deep inside for you? Just give me the chance now and we can see it through If you'll be my woman, I'll be your one and only man
Gonna take you with me
far away from hearts of stone We'll live in the country and raise some children of our own I will be your lover, I will be your friend I'll give you my loving, on that you can depend If you'll be my woman, I'll be your one and only man
And there'll be no more crying, I'll make your dreams come true You know I'll never turn my back on you
Take you to the city, girl, we're gonna buy some clothes Dress you up so pretty and then we'll take in all the shows Find a place that's jumping, where the music's tight And we'll keep on dancing 'til the morning light If you'll be my woman, I'll be your one and only man, oh yeah
If you'll be my woman, I'll be your man Know I'm gonna give you everything I can If you'll be my woman, I'll be your man, There'll be no more running, gonna make a stand
Melk En Honing Composer(s): Rob Chrispijn; Henk Temming Performer(s): Herman Van Veen
Op de dag van jouw ontstaan Had je moeder juist haar C & A'tje aan En je vader droeg een grijze suede jasje Samen zijn ze op die zondag Artis in gegaan Verbaasd dat 't zo zacht was voor de tijd van 't jaar Ze keken naar de dieren in de kooi en naar elkaar Verlegen schoof je moeder dichterbij Waar zij geen naam voor kon bedenken, dat werd jij Je vader was die dag de prins, je moeder een prinses Gezegend door een zonnekoning Werd jij de bekroning op per ongeluk-expres
Op de dag van jouw ontstaan waren alle bomen net begonnen Zich op te maken voor een nieuwe lente Die al weken in de lucht hing, maar toen van start kon gaan Je vader was een zwijger maar hij praatte honderduit Je moeder, in de schaduw, genoot van zijn geluid En 't vreemd geluksgevoel daarbij Waar zij geen naam voor kon bedenken, dat werd jij
Jouw vader was die dag de prins, je moeder een prinses In een land van melk en honing werd jij De beloning, per ongeluk-expres
En al hebben ze dan later, volgens jou Elke fout gemaakt die mensen ook maar maken Die eerste keer schreeuwden mussen 't van de daken En was de hemel van 't allerDelftste blauw
Op de dag van jouw ontstaan Stonden ze, als bij afspraak, op En in een omgebouwde zolderkamer Die 't daglicht nog verdragen kon Heeft ze haar jurk toen uitgedaan De hartstocht en de aandacht waar 't later aan ontbrak Gaf hen vleugels, en ze vlogen hoog boven het dak Getekend voor 't leven, allebei 't Beste dat ze konden geven dat werd jij
Jouw vader was die dag een prins, je moeder de prinses Aanbeden op een bovenwoning Jij werd de bekroning op per ongeluk-expres
Jouw vader was die dag een prins, je moeder de prinses Aanbeden op een bovenwoning Jij werd de bekroning op per ongeluk-expres
One And One Is Two Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney Performer(s): The Beatles; Beatnix; Graham Parker; The Strangers (with Mike Shannon)
One and one is two What am I to do Now that I'm in love with you I'm hoping every day I'm gonna hear you say You really make my dreams come true
Can't you feel, when I'm holding you near All the things I do Show my love and I'm making it clear One and one is two
One and one is two What am I to do Now that I'm in love with you I'm hoping every day I'm gonna hear you say You really make my dreams come true
Can't you see, I loved you from the start Don't you love me too? I love you, but you're breaking my heart From wanting you
One and one is two What am I to do Now that I'm in love with you I'm hoping every day I'm gonna hear you say You really make my dreams come true
If you say that you're gonna be mine Everything's alright All the world would look so fine
One and one is two What am I to do Now that I'm in love with you I'm hoping every day I'm gonna hear you say You're really make my dreams You're really make my dreams You're really make my dreams come true
Mélissa Composer(s): David McNeil; Julien Clerc Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza Vit toujours dévêtue Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça Ou Mélissa me tue... Le matin derrière ses canisses alors qu'elle est moitié-nue Sur les murs devant chez Mélissa Y a tout plein d'inconnus
"Descendez, ça, c'est défendu! Oh! c'est indécent!" Elle crie mais bien entendu Personne ne descend... Sous la soie de sa jupe fendue En zoom en gros-plans Tout un tas d'individus Filment, Noirs et Blancs...
Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza A des seins tout pointus Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça Ou Mélissa me tue...
"Descendez, ça c'est défendu Mater chez les gens!" Elle crie mais bien entendu Y a jamais d'agent... Elle crie, c'est du temps perdu Personne ne l'entend... La police c'est tous des vendus Dix ans qu'elle attend
Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza A toujours sa vertu Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça Ou Mélissa me tue...
Ouh! Matez ma métisse Ouh! Ma métisse est nue Ouh! Matez ma métisse Ouh! Ma métisse est nue
Mélissa, métisse d'Ibiza Vit toujours dévêtue Dites jamais que je vous ai dit ça Je vous ai jamais vu
Le matin derrière ses canisses alors je vends des longues-vues Mais si jamais Mélissa sait ça Là, c'est moi qui vous tue...
Ouh! Matez ma métisse Ouh! Ma métisse est nue Ouh! Matez ma métisse Ouh! Ma métisse est nue...
One And One Is One Composer(s): John Fiddler Performer(s): Medicine Head
Don't need nobody just me and you Like the way you walk Like the things you do Got no confusion with you by my side And when It's time to go I'm satisfied
Oh one and one is one Oh one and one is one
So let it ride yeh let it be In this old world just you and me We'll go flying each and every night Carry your picture on every flight
Melissa Composer(s): Steve Alaimo; Gregg Allman Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band
Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah The gypsy flies from coast to coast Knowing many, loving none Bearing sorrow, having fun But, back home he'll always run To sweet Melissa Mmmm-hmmm
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same And no one knows the gypsy's name And no one hears his lonely sighs There are no blankets where he lies Lord, in his deepest dreams the gypsy flies With sweet Melissa Mmmm-hmmm
Again, the mornin's come Again, he's on the run A sunbeam's shinin through his hair Fear not to have a care Well, pick up your gear and gypsy roll on Roll on
Crossroads, will you ever let him go? Lord, Lord Or will you hide the dead man's ghost? Or will he lie, beneath the clay? Or will his spirit float away? But, I know that he won't stay Without Melissa Yes, I know that he won't stay, yeah Without Melissa Lord, Lord, it's all the same Mmmmm-hmmmmm
Lovely lady, falling, laughing down the glory of a rainbow Lovely lady, reaching, crying for the comfort of the day-glow Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams
But if and when she wakes again she knows it all begins again Sleeping, waking, rising, falling, dumb but calling out to deafened friends That's how it ends, Melinda, more or less, in dreams Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams
Fade, Melinda, fade into fantasy Tell them you won't be played like any other instrument of fate Fade, Melinda, fade into your fantasy Tell them you're not prepared to wait for your dream of the end Melinda, more or less, in dreams
Lovely lady, falling, laughing down the glory of a rainbow Lovely lady, reaching, screaming for the comfort of the day-glow Melinda, more or less, Melinda, more or less, in dreams
One
Composer(s): Harry Nilsson
First release by: Harry Nilsson - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one
No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
'Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, whoa-oh, worse than two
It's just no good anymore since you went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday
One is the loneliest number
One is the loneliest number
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest
One is the loneliest
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
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Melinda Composer(s): Burton Lane; Alan Jay Lerner Performer(s): Barbra Streisand & Yves Montand
This is a dream Melinda Just a mirage, so they say This whole affair they all declare Was dreamed every step of the way You're a mere dream, Melinda Out for a gaily loose spin Telling me lies before my eyes of days that never have been There's no Melinda, they say for sure But don't go Melinda I know and you know That you're no mere dream, Melinda Gone when the dawn gleam is through You and I know that long ago before the dream there was you There was, was you
Nu valt de nacht Zacht als de sneeuw En alles staat stil In de kou Valt er van ver Een ster op mijn pad Dan neem ik hem mee voor jou Stilstaan in 't woud Donker en oud De sparren versteend Op wacht Het licht komt van ver Van lichtjaren her En ik ben onderweg Nu is de nacht Zacht als de sneeuw En alles staat stil in de kou Ik draag een ster Van ver in m'n hand Ik ben onderweg naar jou Nu valt de nacht Zacht als de sneeuw En alles staat stil In de kou Ik draag een ster Van ver in m'n hand Ik ben onderweg naar jou
Oh Lady Mary Composer(s): M. Bukey; P. Carli; L. Missir Originally performed by: David-Alexandre Winter Covered by: Peter Alexander; Dalida
Oh Lady Mary petite fille aux yeux bleus Oh Lady Mary tu n'tais pour lui qu'un jeu Oh Lady Mary l'aube de chaque nuit Oh Lady Mary un nouveau jour vient sans bruit Petite fille brise les chanes de l'ennui Tu es jolie et ta fracheur salue la vie Oh Lady Mary regarde autour de toi Oh Lady Mary tous les trsors que tu as La mer et le ciel, la vie les a fait pour toi Oh Lady Mary tous ces cadeaux sont toi
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Petite fille oublie tes pleurs aime la vie Elle est jolie ouvre tes yeux ses folies Oh Lady Mary donne ton cour au printemps Oh Lady Mary joue le jeu de tes vingt ans Oh Lady Mary le bonheur est comme un enfant Oh Lady Mary il grandit avec le temps La la la la la........
Onde É Que Você Estava Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Hoje eu tenho a minha lira Tenho paz, não admira Que você venha me procurar Os meus males são pequenos Vivo bem, não é pra menos Que você vem me encontrar Mas quando eu tanto precisava Meu amor, como é que é Onde é que você estava Onde é que você estava
Pelas tardes, sempre em vão, procurei Fiz alarde de paixão que penei Pela ruas tortas Que eu percorria Vi bater as portas Vi morrer os dias Pelas noites sem luar, eu errei Pelas tantas da manhã, eu cansei Não restou mais nada Das lembranças minhas Nas encruzilhadas Nem nas entrelinhas
Mélanie Composer(s): Georges Brassens Performer(s): Georges Brassens
Les chansons de salle de garde Ont toujours été de mon goût Et je suis bien malheureux, car de Nos jours on n'en crée plus beaucoup Pour ajouter au patrimoine Folklorique des carabins Folklorique des carabins J'en ai fait une, putain de moine Plaise à Dieu qu'elle plaise aux copains Plaise à Dieu qu'elle plaise aux copains
Ancienne enfant d'Marie-salope Mélanie, la bonne au curé Dedans ses trompes de Fallope S'introduit des cierges sacrés Des cierges de cire d'abeille Plus onéreux, mais bien meilleurs Plus onéreux, mais bien meilleurs Dame! la qualité se paye À Saint-Sulpice, comme ailleurs À Saint-Sulpice, comme ailleurs
Quand son bon maître lui dit: "Est-ce Trop vous demander Mélanie De n'user, par délicatesse Que de cierges non encore bénits?" Du tac au tac, elle réplique Moi, je préfère qu'ils le soient Moi, je préfère qu'ils le soient Car je suis bonne catholique Elle a raison, ça va de soi Elle a raison, ça va de soi
Elle vous emprunte un cierge à Pâques Vous le rend à la Trinité Non, non, non, ne me dites pas que C'est normal de tant le garder Aux obsèques d'un con célèbre Sur la bière, ayant aperçu Sur la bière, ayant aperçu Un merveilleux cierge funèbre Elle partit à cheval dessus Elle partit à cheval dessus
Son mari, pris dans la tempête La Paimpolaise était en train De vouer, c'était pas si bête Un cierge au patron des marins. Ce pieux flambeau qui vacille Mélanie se l'est octroyé Mélanie se l'est octroyé Alors le saint, cet imbécile Laissa le marin se noyer Laissa le marin se noyer
Les bons fidèles qui désirent Garder pour eux, sur le chemin Des processions, leur bout de cire Doiv'nt le tenir à quatre mains Car quand elle s'en mêl', sainte vierge, Elle cause un désastre, un malheur Elle cause un désastre, un malheur La Saint-Barthélemy des cierges C'est le jour de la Chandeleur C'est le jour de la Chandeleur
Souvent quand elle les abandonne Les cierges sont périmés La saint' famill' nous le pardonne Plus moyen de les rallumer Comme ell' remue, comme elle se cabre Comme elle fait des soubresauts Comme elle fait des soubresauts En retournant au candélabre Ils sont souvent en p'tits morceaux Ils sont souvent en p'tits morceaux
Et comme elle n'est pas de glace Parfois quand elle les restitue Et qu'on veut les remettre en place Ils sont complètement fondus Et comme en outre elle n'est pas franche Il arrive neuf fois sur dix Il arrive neuf fois sur dix Qu'sur un chandelier à sept branches Elle n'en rapporte que six Elle n'en rapporte que six
Mélanie à l'heure dernière A peu de chances d'être élue Aux culs bénits de cett' manière Aucune espèce de salut Aussi, chrétiens, mes très chers frères C'est notre devoir, il est temps C'est notre devoir, il est temps De nous employer à soustraire Cette âme aux griffes de Satan Cette âme aux griffes de Satan
Et je propose qu'on achète Un cierge abondamment béni Qu'on fera brûler en cachette En cachette de Mélanie En cachette car cette salope Serait fichue d'se l'enfoncer Serait fichue d'se l'enfoncer Dedans ses trompes de Fallope Et tout s'rait à recommencer Et tout s'rait à recommencer
Onda Su Onda Composer(s): Paolo Conte Performer(s): Paolo Conte; Bruno Lauzi
Che notte buia che c'è... povero me, povero me... che acqua gelida qua, nessuno più mi salverà... son caduto dalla nave son caduto mentre a bordo c'era il ballo...
Onda su onda il mare mi porterà alla deriva in balia di una sorte bizzarra e cattiva... onda su onda, mi sto allontanando ormai... la nave è una lucciola persa nel blu... mai più mi salverò...
Sara, ti sei accorta? Stai già danzando insieme a lui... con gli occhi chiusi ti stringi a lui... Sara... ma non importa...
Stupenda l'isola è... il clima è dolce intorno a me, ci sono palme e bambù... è un luogo pieno di virtù... steso al sole ad asciugarmi il corpo e il viso guardo in faccia il paradiso...
Onda su onda il mar mi ha portato qui: ritmi, canzoni donne di sogno, banane, lamponi... onda su onda mi sono ambientato ormai... il naufragio mi ha dato la felicità che tu non mi sai dar...
Sara, ti sei accorta? Tu stai danzando insieme a lui... con gli occhi chiusi ti stringi a lui... Sara... ma non importa...
