Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Michael Collins Composer(s): Derek Warfield Performer(s): Wolfe Tones
Come listen all me true men to my simple rhyme For it tells of a young man cut off in his prime A soldier and a statesman who laid down the law, and To die by the roaside in lone Beal na Bla When barely sixteen to England crossed o'er For to work as a boy in a government store But the Volunteers call he could not disobey So he came back to Dublin to join in the fray
At Easter nineteen sixteen when Pearse called them out The men from the Dublin battalion roved out And in the post office they nobley did show How a handful of heros could outfight the foe
To Stafford and jails transported they were As prisonners of England they soon made a stir Released before Christmas and home once again He banded old comrades together to train Dail Eireann assembled our rights to proclaim Suppressed by the English you'd think it's a shame How Ireland's best and bravest were harried and torn From the Arms of their loved ones and children new born
For years Mick eluded their soldiers and spies For he was the master of clever disguise With the Custom House blazing she found t'was no use And soon Mother England had asked for a truce Oh when will the young men a sad lesson spurn That brother and brother they never should turn Alas that a split in our ranks 'ere we saw Mick Collins stretched lifeless in lone Beal na Bla
Oh long will old Ireland be seeking in vain Ere we find a new leader to match the man slain A true son of Grainne his name long will shine O gallant Mick Collins cut off in his prime
Ooh! My Soul Composer(s): Little Richard Performer(s): The Beatles; George Bedard & The Kingpins; Little Richard; Pebbles; Ritchie Valens
Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? Honey, honey, honey, honey said get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well give me give me give me give me give me give me all the love you got Baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know I want a lot Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? I said honey, honey, honey, honey get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul Well baby, baby, baby, baby don't you know my love is true? Honey, honey, honey, honey get off get off of that money Love, love, love Ooh! My soul
Michael (Traditional) Performer(s): The Highwaymen
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah Green pastures on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Jordan's river is chilly and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Ooh Las Vegas Composer(s): Gram Parsons - Ric Grech First release by: Gram Parson - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the first time I lose a drink of whiskey And the second time I lose a drink of gin, Third time I lose a drink of anything Cause I think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Well, the queen of spades is a friend of mine The queen of hearts is a bitch Some day when I clean up my mind I'll think I'm gonna win.
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Spend all night with a dealer Just trying to get ahead, Spend all day at the Holiday Inn Just trying to get out of bed
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me Ev'ry time I hit your crystal city You know you're gonna make a wreck out of me
Ooh La La Composer(s): Ronnie Lane; Ron Wood Performer(s): Rod Stewart; and various other artists
Poor old Grandad I laughed at all his words I thought he was a bitter man He spoke of women's ways They'll trap you then they use you before you even know For love is blind and you're far too kind Don't ever let it show
I wish that I knew what I know now When I was younger I wish that I knew what I know now When I was stronger
The can-can such a pretty show Will steal your heart away But backstage back on earth again The dressing rooms are grey They come on strong and it ain't too long For they make you feel a man But love is blind and you soon will find You're just a boy again (joana)
When you want her lips, you get her cheek Makes you wonder where you are If you want some more then she's fast asleep Leaves you twinkling with the stars
Poor young grandson there's nothing I can say You'll have to learn, just like me And that's the hardest way, ooh la la
I wish that I knew what I know now When I was younger I wish that I knew what I know now When I was stronger
Mi Vida Es Cantar Composer(s): Victor Daniel Performer(s): Celia Cruz
Cantar para mi, es cómo ser dueña del universo poder expresar con mi voz lo que llevo por dentro Hacerles a ustedes sentir sensaciones grandiosas y en siete notas conjugar cantando muchas cosas Y cuando la magia de algún son invade poco a poco el corazón me envuelvo con su ritmo sabroson y el sentimiento Siento los cueros repicar y mi cuerpo no cesa de bailar dejándome llevar por el compás que bien me siento
Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Cantando yo viajo al mundo brindándole sentimiento Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Tres amores tengo dentro de mi alegre corazón Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Cuba bella, el son la rumba y mi cabecita de algodón Y es que el canto, yo lo llevo por dentro Lo que soy, es la gracia de Dios Su amor me dio este talento que te brindo con mi voz, con mi voz
Ooh I Do Composer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue Performer(s): Lynsey De Paul; Barry Blue
The high school dance began at eight but mum and dad said don't be late They never ever seem to understand, I'm not the little girl they think I am .....they think I am
Ooh, Ooh I Do Oh yes I do love you Ooh, ooh I do Oh yes I do wo wo wo no no no no no no
I know for you it's just the same, and if we're young we're not to blame They don't believe in teenage love affairs They'll never know how much we really care .....we really care
Ooh, Ooh I Do Oh yes I do love you Ooh, ooh I do Oh yes I do wo wo wo no no no no no no
Mi Vida Es Amor Composer(s): Victor Rafael Cordero Performer(s): Javier Solís
Mi vida es amor, amor que me devora el alma mi vida es amor, calor, fulgor de la mañana Pájaros, flores, montañas y nubes de plata una carreta de paja perdida hacia allá
Mi vida es cantar, soñar con todas mis canciones Reír y llorar de amor al ver caer el sol Y en la noche a la orilla del mar las estrellas ponerme a contar Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
Y en la noche a la orilla del mar las estrellas ponerme a contar Mi vida es amor, amor, amor
O-o-h Child Composer(s): Stan Vincent Performer(s): The Five Stairsteps; and various other artists
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna be easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get be brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Some day, yeah We'll get it together and we'll get it all done Some day When your head is much lighter Some day, yeah We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun Some day When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Ooh-oo child Things are gonna get easier Ooh-oo child Things'll get brighter Right now, right now (You just wait and see how things are gonna be)
Ooh Baby Baby Composer(s): William Robinson; Warren "Pete" Moore Performer(s): Smokey Robinson; and various other artists
Ooo la la la la I did you wrong my heart went out to play But in the game I lost you What a price to pay, hey I'm crying
Ooo baby baby Ooo baby baby
Mistakes I know I've made a few But I'm only human You've made mistakes too, I'm crying
Ooo baby baby Ooo baby baby
I'm just about at the end of my rope But I can't stop trying I can't give up hope 'Cause I feel that one day I'll hold you near Whisper I still love you Until that day is here I'm crying
Oh, You Crazy Moon Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James Van Heusen Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey and multiple other artists
When they met, the way they smiled I saw that I was through Oh, you crazy moon, what did you do? And when they kissed, they tried to say that it was just in fun Oh, you crazy moon, look what you've done
Once you promised me, you know, that this could never end You should be ashamed to show your funny face, my friend There they are -- they fell in love I guess you think you're smart Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
It was just a night like this when it happened I was such an unsuspecting soul And I couldn't quite believe that it happened Til it got beyond control
Well, there they are, they fell in love; I guess you think you're smart Oh, you crazy moon, oh, you crazy moon Oh, you crazy moon, you broke my heart
Mi Vida Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Si algo tengo de valor, es mi vida mi parcela de ilusión, mi vida porque siento y sé soñar porque ya aprendí a volar y es, mi vida, yo la viviré Bailaré al son que dé, mi vida y daré por la verdad, mi vida Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor y es, mi vida, yo la viviré No quiero promesas ni a quien las aplica yo vivo tan solo, mi vida solo grito, solo lucho porque necesito, mi vida todo lo que siento y soy, es mi vida todo lo que tengo hoy, es mi vida Seré pobre o soñador, vagabundo o vividor y es, mi vida, yo la viviré
Ooga Sha La Bango Composer(s): Glenn Burtnick; Marshall Crenshaw Performer(s): The Sides
When I first saw my baby she was dancing hot and fast But I was in a corner with my leg in a cast When I met her I impressed her Said, "I'm a heavy dancin' guy once my leg isn't so broken", even tho it was a lie She just said
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
Well, anyway, I watched her through the night Then I gave her a ride and we stopped in at a diner Before I got her home we had fallen in love and it couldn't have felt any finer
My baby likes to boogie to the dancin' sounds. I was born with two left feet She thinks I can swing to the disco thing but I just can't get it She keeps saying
Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
I wanted to keep my cast on longer but the doctor said it was time Now I watch Soul Train and American Bandstand but I just ain't got no rhythm I can't keep time
(girl): What will you say when you learn the day there's no way you can live to be the man of her dreams
(answer): I'll just say Ooga sha la bango cooco mungoo yeah Koko gris gris gumbo naya
1. And it didn't make no sense 2. I just hope the girl forgets 3. This is all you're gonna get
Mi Vedevo Già English & French Titles: It Will Be My Day; Je M'voyais Déjà Composer(s): Calabrese; Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
A diciott'anni la mia provincia grigia Abbandonai deciso ad arrivar Portavo via più sogni che valigie Deciso a conquistar la gran città Presi così dal sarto più di nome L'abito blu, ch'era una novità E tra foto, canzoni ed orchestrazioni I miei risparmi son finiti là Mi vedevo già sopra ai manifesti Col mio nome grande Più grande di chi non importa chi Mi vedevo già, grande fra i modesti E firmavo foto, stringevo mani Di qua e di là Il più grande dei grandi fantasisti Ed ogni successo la gente in piedi Acclamava me Mi vedevo già elencare in liste Chi poteva a turno per una sera Abbracciarsi a me Certo sto invecchiandomi Sempre in questi panni Ma la voce è là, frutto d'esperienza E di capacità Sono inacidito un po' Col passar degli anni Però del mestiere ho tante idee Che non tradirò Non domando che di calcar la scena Ogni volta il cuore Davanti aL pubblico batterà Non ho avuto mai un po' di fortuna Non han mai capito Che ho del talento Ma io ne ho L'abito blu Trent'anni che lo porto Le mie canzoni far ridere solo me Ogni scrittura mi butto a corpo morto E sopravvivo chi lo sa com'è Conosco solo trionfi raccontati Viaggi di notte e dame demodè Miserabili paghe, valigie e tourné Con pasti magri e scalcinati hotel Mi vedevo già in fotografia In inverno ai monti, l'estate al mare Con qualche star Raccontare già la mia biografia Per i debuttanti con l'aria magica Di chi sà Ogni mia prémiére era una marea Mille telegrammi dal temutissimo Tout Paris, superato il crac Di quella platea, ritornavo in scena Fra i proiettori a cantare il bis Ho tentato tutto ormai Per venire avanti Ho provato il serio, ho provato il comico E l'éclaqué, se ho sbagliato tutto E resto in mezzo ai tanti Non è colpa mia, è colpa di Chi non mi ha capito mai L'occasione a me l'hen negata in tanti Altri son riusciti, avranno i soldi Ma voce no. Ero troppo bravo Ho vent'anni avanti, ma verrà Quel giorno che il mio talento Dimostrerò
Hey Baby, jump over here When you do the Ooby Dooby I gotta be there Chorus: Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right You do the Ooby Dooby with all your might Chorus Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break Chorus I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know How to do the Ooby Dooby, baby, let's go Chorus
Onze Wereld Composer(s): Jimmy Frey Performer(s): Jimmy Frey
Een herfst met kracht, een wintersterk Een lentelied, een zomernacht Een hart dat klopt, een kind dat lacht Een hand die reikt, een moederhart Een boom die groeit, een bloem die geurt Het gras is groen, een tuin die bloeit Een zee die bruist, de branding tiert Een meeuw die roept, een storm die giert
Dit is dan de kracht die de wereld biedt Een hemelse kracht, nee verloochen het niet
Een donderslag - een bliksemschicht En kijk de regen valt uit 't felle licht Een berg gekleed in sneeuwtapijt Een waterval die naar rivieren glijdt Een zon die gloeit, een ster die wacht Op 't maanlicht dat de nacht verzacht
En dan een hemel blauw Een gouden strand Waar jij en ik Lopen hand in hand
Mi tierra Tiene palmeras Como la tierra caliente ¡Mi tierra!
Mi tierra Tiene montañas Mitad fuego, mitad nieve ¡Mi tierra!
Mi tierra tiene su sol El mismo sol que tu tierra Mi tierra tiene su voz Que ruge si se la encierra ¡Mi terra! ¡Mi terra!
Dime de qué tierra vengo Dímelo tú, buen amigo Tierra de la que no tengo Más que polvo del camino Más que polvo del camino
Mi tierra Tiene naranjos y tres mares que la besan ¡Mi tierra!
Mi tierra tiene una flor Como cualquier tierra tiene La flor de la libertad que no se pudre ni muere ¡Mi terra! ¡Mi terra!
Dime de qué tierra vengo Dímelo tú, buen amigo Tierra de la que no tengo Más que polvo del camino Dime de qué tierra vengo Dímelo tú, buen amigo Dime de qué tierra vengo Yo, si quieres te lo digo Yo, si quieres te lo digo
Coro
Dime de qué tierra vengo Dímelo tú, buen amigo
Voz
Si sientes lo que yo siento ¡Ven y canta conmigo! ¡Ven y canta conmigo!