Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mille Colombes Composer(s): Ch. Bruhn; Eddy Marnay Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu
L'hiver est là sur les toits du village Le ciel est blanc, et j'entends La chorale des enfants Dans la vieille église, sur un orgue Aux couleurs du temps
Que la paix soit sur le monde Pour les cent mille ans qui viennent Donnez-nous mille colombes A tous les soleils levants Donnez-nous mille colombes Et des millions d'hirondelles Faites un jour que tous les hommes Redeviennent des enfants
Demain c'est vous, et demain plus de guerre Demain partout, les canons Dormiront sous les fleurs Un monde joli est un monde Où l'on vit sans peur
Que la paix soit sur le monde Pour les cent mille ans qui viennent Donnez-nous mille colombes A tous les soleils levants Donnez-nous mille colombes Et des millions d'hirondelles Faites un jour que tous les hommes Redeviennent des enfants
Our Last Song Together Swedish Title: Vi Har Hunnit Fram Till Refrängen Composer(s): Neil Sedaka; Howard Greenfield) Performer(s): Neil Sedaka; Bo Donaldson & The Heywoods; Bobby Sherman; Glenn Yarbrough
Days of devils, kings and clowns Angel songs and birthday tunes Valentines and wishing wells Magic stairways, moods, and Junes Silly rhymes and monkeyshines Pictures on a stage Round and round the records go Time to turn the page This will be our last song together Words will only make us cry This will be our last song together There's no other way to say good-bye Misty faces, far off places Came and danced across the stage Sha na na's and Doo be down's The sounds that chased away the blues Yesterday is yesterday The past is dead and gone Nostalgia just gets in the way Let's stop hanging on This will be our last song together Words will only make us cry This will be our last song together There's no other way to say good-bye Now we go our separate ways And the world we used to know Scratchy worn out 45's An echo on the radio Tra la days are over now Those days of you and me Now we know that breaking up is Really hard to do This will be our last song together Words will only make us cry This will be our last song together There's no other way to say good-bye
Milkshake Composer(s): Henri Belolo; Jacques Morali; Victor Willis Performer(s): Village People
My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard And they're like "It's better than yours" Damn right, It's better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge I can teach you, but I have to charge
I know you want it... The thing that makes me What the guys go crazy for They lose their minds The way I whind
I think it's time
(La-La-La-La-la) Warm it up (La-La-La-La-la) The boys are waiting The boys are waiting
La-La: Boys wanna know how my milkshake taste Damn, fantasize when they look in my face Want a slice of my ice cream cake Cream in the middle (How many licks will it take?)
How you want it? My flavor last hours Once you had mine your girl will seem sour Let me feel that candy cane See if you can make my candy rain
Throw it back and your girl won't budge All over me like a cup of hot fudge I'm your pepermint patty, want a scoop? Boy, let me satisfy your sweet tooth
I can see you're on it... You want me to teach the Techniques that freaks these boys It can't be bought Just the thieves get caught
Watch if you're smart
(La-La-La-La-la) Warm it up (La-La-La-La-la) The boys are waiting The boys are waiting
My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard And they're like "It's better than yours" Damn right, It's better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge I can teach you, but I have to charge
Oh, Once you get involved Everyone will look this way so You must maintain your charm Same time, maintain your halo Just get the perfect blend Plus what you have within
Then next his eyes are squint Then he's picked up your scent
(La-La-La-La-la) Warm it up (La-La-La-La-la) The boys are waiting The boys are waiting
My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard And they're like "It's better than yours" Damn right, It's better than yours I can teach you, but I have to charge I can teach you, but I have to charge
Our Joe Won't Be With Us Much Longer Composer(s): Marriott Edgar Performer(s): Al Read
When Joe was first wed he was only nineteen And he said to his wife "Listen Flo You don't ask me 'Where the hell have you been?' And I won't tell you where to go!"
He's lived by this maxim for eighty-five years That makes him a hundred and four And now we've found out why he's always in tears He can't chase the girls any more
Our Joe won't be with us much longer Might be a week or a day He said to the Vicar "I can't come no quicker So just put your hymn book away!"
Last Friday we all thought he'd snuffed it Heard our Jack say to our Lil "He looks healthy and good" Says our Max "So he should" He's just had a fortnight at Rhyl
Our Joe won't be with us much longer The Doctor said "Don't make a row He's asleep full of dope, but we musn't lose hope But d'you think you could pay my bill now?"
The insurance man called and said "Joseph You've been out when your premiums were due But it wipes the slate clean, if you know what I mean You'll be out when we call to pay you!"
Our Joe won't be with us much longer It looks like his bolt has been shot It's the love life he's led, there's been three that he's wed And at least half a dozen he's not
I won't say it's the boozing that's done it But where you've got blood, Joe's got gin You can tell, last October, Our Joe came home sober And his dog wouldn't let him come in!
Our Joe won't be with us much longer "Get best oak" says our Joe, "Some good stuff And see when I go, I'm on top of our Flo She's been on top of me long enough!"
We've made the arrangements for Friday With the lilies they've started to call And if he's not gone by a quarter to one The hearse goes without him That's all!
Milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet Composer(s): Don Raye; Gene De Paul Performer(s): Nancy Walker and various other artists
Milkman, keep those bottles quiet Can't use that jive on my milk diet So milkman, keep those bottles quiet
Been jumpin' on the swing shift, all night Turnin' out my quota all right Now I'm beat right down to the sod Gotta catch myself some righteous nod
Milkman stop that grade A riot Cut out if you can't lullaby it Oh, milkman, keep those bottles quiet
Been knocking out a fast tank, all day Working on a bomber okay Boy you blast my wig with those clinks And I got to catch my forty winks So milkman, keep those bottles quiet
Now noise of the riveter rocks, don't mind it 'Cause the man with the whiskers has a lot behind it But I can't keep punchin' with the victory crew When you're making me punchy with that bottled moo
I wanna give my all if I'm gonna give it But I gotta get my shuteye if I'm gonna rivet So bail out, bud, with that milk barrage Cause it's unpatriotic, it's sabotage
Been knocking out a fast tank, all day Working on a bomber okay Boy, you blast my wig with those clinks And I got to catch my forty winks So milkman, keep those bottles quiet
Oooh, milkman, keep those bottles quiet Oooh, milkman, keep those bottles quiet
Our House Composer(s): Chris Foreman; Carl "Chas Smash" Smyth Performer(s): Madness; Kidz Bop Kids; The Starlite Singers
Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house it has a crowd There's always something happening And it's usually quite loud Our mum she's so house-proud Nothing ever slows her down And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Something tells you that you've got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work Mother has to iron his shirt Then she sends the kids to school Sees them off with a small kiss She's the one they're going to miss In lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ...
I remember way back then when everything was true and when We would have such a very good time such a fine time Such a happy time And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, was our castle and our keep Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep Our house, in the middle of our street
Milkcow's Calf Blues Composer(s): Robert Johnson Performer(s): Robert Johnson and various other artists
Tell me, milk cow, what on earth is wrong with you? Tell me, milk cow, what on earth is wrong with you? Well, well, you have a new calf, hoo hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue
Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck (Now, you know that calf done got hungry) Your calf is hungry, and I believe he needs a suck Well, now, but the milk is turnin' blue, hoo hoo, and I believe he's outta luck
Now I feel like milkin' and my, cow won't come I feel like churnin' it and my, milk won't turn I'm cryin' plea-ease, please, don't do me wrong You can give-a right milk and butter, now, baby, you-hoo, will stay at home
My milk cow been a'ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around My milk cow been a'ramblin', hoo hoo, for miles around She been troublin' some other bull cow, hoo hoo Lord, in this man's town
Our House Composer(s): Graham Nash Performer(s): Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young; and various other artists
I'll light the fire You place the flowers in the vase That you bought today Staring at the fire For hours and hours While I listen to you play your love songs All night long for me Only for me
Come to me now And rest your head for just five minutes Everything is done Such a cozy room The windows are illuminated By the evening sunshine through them Fiery gems for you Only for you
{Refrain} Our house, is a very, very, very fine house With two cats in the yard Life used to be so hard Now everything is easy 'cause of you
La la la....
{Refrain}
I'll light the fire While you place the flowers in the vase That you bought today
Milk Train Composer(s): Tony Romeo Performer(s): The Everly Brothers
There was a morning train used to come on through When this sleepy town was alive And ev'ry Sunday we would come and see Some mighty fancy people arrive Ooohh, they arrived aboard the milk train (La-la-la-la-la-la la)
There was a well dressed lady from the city Used to always give me her smile And she looked so fine, she was sweet and kind She let me get to know her a while Ooohh, for a little while Back when the milk train used to rumble my shack Used to stop outside o' my door But now the milk train doesn't stop by here anymore (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Now I still live in that railroad shack And I wander down that rusty old track Like a lonely old-timer out of my mind Lookin' for that lady who was sweet and kind to me Back when the milk train used to rumble my shack Used to stop outside o' my door But now the milk train doesn't come by here anymore (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Now the only thing to come on through Is a Jimmy-John now and then And I dream of the day she'll come back this way And let me get to know her again Ooohh, like way back when When the milk train used to rumble my shack Used to stop outside o' my door But now the milk train doesn't come by here anymore (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)
Ooohh, milk train used to rumble my shack Used to stop outside o' my door But now the milk train doesn't come by here anymore (La-la-la-la-la-la-la) Ooohh, milk train ...
Miles In Memories Composer(s): Carl Story; Ernest Tubb Performer(s): Ernest Tubb
Yes Ive got lots of miles, but lots of memories And I wouldnt set the miles back if I could 'Cause when ever I get blue I know exactly what to do Just re-travel all those miles in memories
You say that all those miles are showing on me Well Ill admit I had some rough ones way back when But for every mile there holds a story left untold Back there in my book of memories
'Cause Ive got lots of miles and lots of memories And I wouldnt set the miles back if I could 'Cause when ever I get blue I know exactly what to do Just re-travel all those miles in memories
Now as faces and places come before me Making up my full book of memories And I wouldnt ever dare One page to solitaire I might want to review them all someday
Yes Ive got lots of miles, but lots of memories And I wouldnt set the miles back if I could 'Cause when ever I get blue I know exactly what to do Just re-travel all those miles in memories
Our Guessing Game Composer(s): Ray Thomas Performer(s): The Moody Blues
Walking in the sand Thinking of things, adventures in my mind Of tall ships that sail Across the oceans wide They won't wait for me See how they glide away so gracefully And, with tomorrow, what will become of me?
They leave me so much to explain That's the start of our guessing game
There are times when I think I've found the truth There are times when I know that I'm wrong There are days when I try to hide my fears Bless the days when I'm feeling strong Bless the days when I'm feeling strong
Wonder why we try so hard? Wonder why we try at all? You wonder why the world is turning around In the end it won't matter at all
There are times when I think I've found the truth There are times when I know that I'm wrong There are days when I try to hide my fears Bless the days when I'm feeling strong Bless the days when I'm feeling strong
Standing in the town Looking at people counting their frowns Unhappy faces hurrying around So blind they cannot see All of the things The way life ought to be And, with tomorrow, what will they make of me?
It leaves me so much to explain That's the start of our guessing game
There are times when I think I've found the truth There are times when I know that I'm wrong There are days when I try to hide my fears Bless the days when I'm feeling strong Bless the days when I'm feeling strong
There are times when I think I've found the truth There are times when I know that I'm wrong There are days when I try to hide my fears Bless the days when I'm feeling strong Bless the days when I'm feeling strong
There are times when I think I've found the truth There are times when I know that I'm wrong There are days when I try to hide my fears Bless the days when I'm feeling strong Bless the days when I'm feeling strong
Our Delaware Composer(s): George B. Hynson; Donn Devine; Will M.S. Brown
Oh the hills of dear New Castle and the smiling vales between When the corn is all in tassel And the meadowlands are green Where the cattle crop the clover And its breath is in the air While the sun is shining over Our beloved Delaware
Oh our Delaware! Our beloved Delaware! For the sun is shining over our beloved Delaware Oh our Delaware Our beloved Delaware! Heres the loyal son that pledges Faith to good old Delaware
Where the wheat fields break and billow In the peaceful land of Kent Where the toiler seeks his pillow With the blessings of content Where the bloom that tints the peaches Cheeks of merry maidens share And the woodland chorus preaches A rejoiceing Delaware
Dear old Sussex visions linger Of the holly and the pine Of Henlopens Jeweled finger Flashing out across the brine Of the gardens and the hedges And the welcome waiting there For the loyal son that pledges Faith to good old Delaware
From New Castle's rolling meadows Through the fair rich fields of Kent To the Sussex shores hear echoes Of the pledge we now present Liberty and Independence We will guard with loyal care And hold fast to freedom's presence In our home state Delaware
Miles And Miles Of Texas Composer(s): Tommy Camfield; Diane Johnston Performer(s): Asleep At The Wheel; 5 Guys Named Moe; Bart Trotter
I was born in Louisiana down on the old bayou Raised on shrimp and catfish and Mammy's good gumbo I got that ramblin fever said goodbye to ma and pa I crossed the old Red River I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die
I rode up in to Cowtown the cradle of the west Just ask any cowboy he'll tell you it's the best I met a Texas beauty got friendly with her pa I looked into her big blue eyes I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die
I started taming broncos I made every rodeo Until I met a rough one his name was Devil Joe I grabbed on to his bridle to ride the old outlaw He threw me from the saddle I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die I saw miles and miles of Texas I'm gonna live there 'til I die
Milagre Do Povo Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Caetano Veloso; Gal Costa; Daniela Mercury
Quem é ateu E viu milagres como eu Sabe que os Deuses sem Deus Não cessam de brotar Nem cansam de esperar E o coração Que é soberano e que é senhor Não cabe na escravidão Não cabe no seu não Não cabe em si de tanto sim É pura dança e sexo e glória E paira para além da história Ojú Obá ia lá e via Ojú Obá ia Xangô manda chamar Obatalá guia Mamãe Oxum chora Lágrima alegria Pétala de Iemanjá Lansã Oiá ria Ojú Obá ia lá e via Ojú Obá ia Obá É no xaréu Que brilha prata luz do céu E o povo negro entendeu Que o grande vencedor Se ergue além da dor Tudo chegou Sobrevivente num navio Quem descobriu o Brasil Foi o negro quem viu A crueldade bem de frente E ainda produziu milagres De fé no estremo ocidente
Our Baby's Gone Composer(s): Herb Pedersen Performer(s): Herb Pedersen; Desert Rose Band
I put our little baby to bed last night She was sleeping real good and I tucked her in tight I looked at her once then I looked at her twice Her little legs are longer and I'm runnin' out of time The boys are gonna chase her I'll be standing in line Our baby's gone
Up at 7:30 she comes into our room She wants to make her breakfast but she can't find her spoon We wake up and try to shake the sandman out of our eyes She's already got her clothes on much to our surprise She did it all herself and we realize Our baby's gone
Three years old and she's queen of the world Humpty Dumpty's falling down Little Jack Horner's on the boredom border Oh, mama what do we do now
Playing outside her little face to the wind The hours go by her strength is wearin' thin She doesn't call for daddy she's a big girl now Her mama looks in wonder and she don't know how How our baby girl escaped us no more cuddlin' now Our baby's gone
Three years old and she's queen of the world Humpty Dumpty's falling down Little Jack Horner's on the boredom border Oh, mama what do we do now Our baby's gone Our baby's gone
Mil Perdões Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque and various other artists
Te perdôo Por fazeres mil perguntas Que em vidas que andam juntas Ninguém faz Te perdôo Por pedires perdão Por me amares demais
Te perdôo Te perdôo por ligares Pra todos os lugares De onde eu vim Te perdôo Por ergueres a mão Por bateres em mim
Te perdôo Quando anseio pelo instante de sair E rodar exuberante E me perder de ti Te perdôo Por quereres me ver Aprendendo a mentir (te mentir, te mentir)
Te perdôo Por contares minhas horas Nas minhas demoras por aí Te perdôo Te perdôo porque choras Quando eu choro de rir Te perdôo Por te trair
Oui, La Mer A Bercé Tant D'Amour Dans Le Creux De Ses Vagues Le Temps D'Un Ãté
Oui, La Mer A Bercé Tant D'Amour Dans Le Creux De Ses Vagues Le Temps D'Un Été Dans Le Creux De Ses Vagues Le Temps D'Un Été Composer(s): Salvatore Adamo Performer(s): Salvatore Adamo
Tu t'en vas ma pauvre amourette Tu t'en vas, ne s'aimait-on pas?
{Refrain:} Car la mer a bercé tant d'amour Dans le creux de ses vagues Le temps d'un été Mais l'été en partant a laissé sur le sable mouillé Tant de rêves oubliés
Un bout de ciel et un coin de dune Un goût de sel sur ta peau brune Et l'été qui nous ensorcelle En été, méfie toi la belle {au Refrain}
On cueille l'été à fleur d'insouciance Jamais l'été au chagrin ne pense Mais tu pleureras petite fleur des plages Quand l'été chantera sur notre rivage {au Refrain}
Car la mer a bercé tant d'amour Dans le creux de ses vagues Le temps d'un été Mais l'été en partant a laissé sur le sable mouillé Tant de rêves oubliés