Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Well, my babe, don't stand no kissin', my babe Oh yeah, she don't stand no kissin', my babe Well, my baby don't stand no kissin' 'cept when I'm the one she's kissin', my babe, true little baby, my babe
Oh, my babe I know she love me, my babe Oh yeah, I know she love me, my babe Well, my babe I know she love me she don't do nothin' but kiss and hug me, my babe, true little baby, my babe
Whoa, babe!
Yeah, my baby don't stand no foolin', my babe Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin', my baby Well, my baby don't stand no foolin' when she's around she's so darn coolin', my babe, true little baby, my babe
Yeah, baby!
Well, my baby don't stand no foolin', my babe Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin', my baby Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin' when she's around she's so darn coolin', my babe, true little baby, my babe
Well my babe, true little baby, my babe Well my babe, true little baby, my babe
Golondrinas Composer(s): Carlos Gardel; Alfredo LePera Performer(s): Carlos Gardel
Golondrinas de un solo verano con ansias constantes de cielo lejano alma criolla, errante y viajera querer detenerla es una quimera Golondrina con fiebre en las alas peregrina, borracha de emoción siempre sueña con otros caminos la brújula loca de tu corazón
Criollita de mi pueblo pebeta de mi barrio la golondrina un día su vuelo detendrá no habrá nube en sus ojos de vagas lejanías y en sus brazos amantes su nido construirá Su anhelo de distancia se aquietará en su boca con la dulce fragancia de su viejo querer Criollita de mi pueblo pebeta de mi barrio con las alas plegadas también yo he de volver
En tus rutas que cruzan los mares florece una estela azul de cantares y al conjuro de nuevos paisajes suena intensamente tu claro cordaje En tu eterno sembrar de armonías tierras lejanas te vieron pasar otras lunas siguieron tu huella tu solo destino es siempre volar
I'm A Rocker ((French Version: C'est Un Rocker (Eddy Mitchell) - 1974)) Composer(s): Chuck Berry First release by: Chuck Berry - 1970
You know sometimes I'm a rocker and sometimes I'm all a roller I may go down sometimes but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number one We were rockin' and a rollin' and really havin' fun I'm a rocker, yeah; I'm a roller I may go down sometimes but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out the floor when they played number two You know she claims she don't, but I know she do I'm a rocker, yeah; I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number three Believe me, I was diggin' her and she was diggin' me It's a rocker, yeah; It's a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number four She done freak me out and I was ready to go I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number five I was lit up like a green light on a one-way drive I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller We were out on the floor when they played number six I was stone getting firm like a cement mix I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number seven We caught a taxicab and told him to take us to heaven It's a rocker, yeah; It's a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number eight She was right on time, and I wasn't a second late I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We were out on the floor when they played number ten We had a coke, a cheeseburger, went and did it again I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes, but I come back to rock'n'roller
We was all freaked out when the band went down And we all got together and went around and around It's a rocker, yeah; It's a roller I may go down sometimes but I come back Rockin', rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' N'rollin' and really havin' fun I'm a rocker, I'm a roller I may go down sometimes but I come back to rock 'n' roller
My Arms Stay Open All Night Composer(s): Paul Overstreet; Don Schlitz Performer(s): Tanya Tucker
I know you like the night-life, the parties and the fun You like to hang around until the last song has been sung So I have made arrangements and I wanted you to know When all the laughter's ended, there's still somewhere you can go
My arms stay open all night From sundown 'til the morning light Hopin' you can find where you belong I leave the lights on My heart is never closed You're the only love it knows The one dream I have is to hold you tight My arms stay open all night
Please don't think I'm crazy, I haven't lost my mind But when it comes to lovin' you, I can always find the time So if it's after midnight, or just before the break of day Anytime you need me, it'll never be too late
'Cos my arms stay open all night From sundown 'til the morning light Hopin' you can find where you belong I leave the lights on My heart is never closed You're the only love it knows The one dream I have is to hold you tight My arms stay open all night
When all your so-called friends go home You don't ever have to be alone
'Cos my arms stay open all night From sundown 'til the morning light Hopin' you can find where you belong I leave the lights on My heart is never closed You're the only love it knows The one dream I have is to hold you tight My arms stay open all night
Golliwog English & Swedish Titles: Sweetheart; Gulleplutt Composer(s): Agnetha Fältskog; Bosse Carlgren Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
You're not the good kind, the soft and sweet kind I don't think mom would like your smile The way my ears ring, the way my arms cling I know that your kind drives me wild
Golliwog Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog Love me, love me! Fire, fire Something's burning, something's burning Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute Always raw and rude and crude But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
Yeah, you do make me feel all right So please just hold me, hold me tight You can stay here with me, you can stay here with me Tell me please that you'll stay all night
You're not the true kind, the only-you kind I guess my mom would say you're bad The way you make love, the way you take love I know that your kind drives me mad
Golliwog Oooh the way you kiss is really slap-dash, Golliwog Love me, love me! Fire, fire Something's burning, something's burning Something's burning, oooh, something's burning!
I know that you're a brute Always raw and rude and crude But wow, your cheeky ways get me right in the mood!
Git It ((French Version: C'est Un Piège (Eddy Mitchell) - 1974)) Composer(s): Bob Kelly First release by: Bob Kelly and the Pikes - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
Once there was a girl Oh, what a girl Said to me, Where can it be Where's your cadillac car Cadillac Car, cadillac car Where can I get me a Cadillac Car I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it Or I'll do the best I can Well, say Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it
Once there was a girl Oh, what a girl Said to me, Where can it be Where's your diamond ring Diamond Ring, diamond ring Where can I get me a Diamond Ring I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it, Or I'll do the best I can Well, say Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it
Once there was a girl Oh, what a girl Said to me, Where can it be Where's your cadillac car Cadillac Car, cadillac car Where can I get me a Cadillac Car I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it, (git it) I don't have it now but I can git it Or I'll do the best I can Well, say Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it, Git it
My American Beauty Rose Composer(s): Harry H. Zickel
You may talk about your girlies, girlies here and everywhere Girls from Norway, Sweden, Italy, and Spain Saffron girls from far off China, German girls with flaxen hair Girls from Russia, Turkey, pretty girls and plain... Not for me your English beauty, or your girl with wooden shoes And for me the girls of France no longer pose While the Scotch and Irish lassies, really, I must now refuse For my own, my fair American Beauty Rose...
She is regal in her beauty, she is queenly in her grace Yet there's warmth and love and passion in her heart ... And a smile of true affection seems to glorify her face As I read the message, "only death can part" Take the charms of all the dear ones, all that's sweetest, all that's best 'Till you've found the fairest, rarest, Flow'r that grows In this sum of all perfection, glowing far above the rest You will find my own American Beauty Rose
Oh you loving, happy Yankee girl.... You're the one who sets my heart awhirl ... You are charming, pretty, wise and kind And a dearer, sweeter one no man can find ... In your glorious cheeks and skin and eyes ... Our Red, White and Blue so bravely flies ..... And my heart's all for you You're true blue thru and thru You're my own American Beauty Rose
Gole sangam, gole sangam chibe gam az, dele tangam mesle aftab, agar barman natabi sardamo bi rangam
haame ah haam, haame dar dam mesle tufan, pore gardam haame ah haam, haame dar dam mesle tufan, pore gardam ahem mastam, kehtuu saahraa mi picham dore tome gardam
mesle baroon, agar nabori khabaraz haa--leh man nadori bi tu par par, misham doruuzeh dele sangait, baram misuzeh Gole sangam, gole sangam chibe gam az, dele tangam
Te Acuerdas María Composer(s): Augusto Algueró Performer(s): Nino Bravo
Te acuerdas María Que yo te cantaba Sentado a la sombra del viejo molino
Te acuerdas María Te miraban las aguas correr Tus ojos morenos flotando en el río
Que ayer nos amamos Creciendo en los valles Por los pastizales robaba tus besos Tu pelo muy suelto jugaba en el viento Y yo te queria con todo mi tiempo
Te acuerdas María Que yo te quería Te acuerdas María Qué noche más triste Cuando me dijiste Que tú te marchabas María, María
Hoy sólo nos queda el recuerdo Y el murmullo del viento Que sigue diciendo Te acuerdas María
You Don't Know (What It's Like To Be Near) Composer(s): Werner Theunissen Performer(s): Pussycat
If you say, that this life has a point to arrive you don't know what it's like to be here and if you think that time heals all troubles of mine you don't know what it's like to be near
('Cause) I've been trying so hard to get by but I've lost every move I could try All I'm asking from you is just look around too and feel me
Now if you say our cast needs the future, the past you don't know what it's like to be here and if you think, that I've every chance to survive you don't know what it's like to be near
('Cause) I've been trying so hard to get by but I've lost every move I could try All I'm asking from you is just look around too and feel me
Here's a chance you could grow now I need your loving so but you don't know what it's like to be near
Gold Watch Blues Composer(s): Mick Softley Performer(s): Donovan; Mick Softley
I went up for my interview on the fourth day of July First old man he questioned me until I nearly cried Made me fill in forms until I shook with fear About the colour of my toilet roll and if my cousin's queer
Chorus:
Here's your goldwatch and the shackles for your chain And your piece of paper to say you left here sane And if you've a son who wants a good career Just get him to sign on the dotted line and work for fifty years
Chorus
He asked me how many jobs I'd had before He nearly had a heart attack when I answered, four Four jobs in twenty years, oh, this can never be We only take on men who work until they die
Chorus
He took me outside to where the gravestones stand in line This is where we bury them in quick-stone and in lime And if you come to work for us on this you must agree That if you're going to die please do it during tea
Chorus
This story that you heard you may think rather queer But it is the truth you'll be surprised to hear I did not want no job upon the board I just wanted to take a broom and sweep the bloody floor
Te Acordarás De Mi Composer(s): P. Ruiz - M. de la Calva - R. Arcusa Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Aunque el corazón te diga a gritos que hay en tu horizonte un nuevo sol aunque tus deseos infinitos traten de encontrar un nuevo amor Aunque nuestros ojos no se abracen ni hablen nuestros cuerpos con pasión aunque grites para convencerte que no queda nada entre los dos Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque no quieras tú te acordarás de mi Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque te duela tú te acordarás de mi Aunque te engalanes de sonrisas y quieras mostrarte muy feliz aunque si me ves pases de prisa yo no estoy detrás estoy en ti Aunque te repitas cada noche que como tu amante fracase que no te hacen falta mis caricias que es una mentira de los dos Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque no quieras tú te acordarás de mi Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque te duela tú te acordarás de mi Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque no quieras tú te acordarás de mi Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque te duela tú te acordarás de mi Te acordarás de mi, te acordarás de mi aunque no quieras tú te acordarás de mi
Goldmine Composer(s): Andy Goldmark; Bruce Roberts Performer(s): the Pointer Sisters
Flowers arrive Who else whould think of that but my guy He's all heart and all mine Ooh, and I don't have to be Miss Perfect One For him to love what he sees I can feel it in the little things he does What I found he's every woman's dream
My baby he's a goldmine Ooh, what he does just keeps my heart in love My baby he's a goldmine Ooh, all he does just keeps me here in love
Five times a day He calls me up to say, "How ya doin' babe" He's just that way Leaves me little notes by my coffee cup The sweetest poetry to me Ooh and every night he tells me with his touch The way he moves just makes me want to scream
His eyes were fire, my heart was cold My arms were ready for new love to hold He makes me feel something that I've never known When you find someone like him, you don't let go
Girl's got a goldmine and he's so fine Girl's got a goldmine and he's all mine Baby's got a goldmine, treats me so kind Loves me rain or shine My baby's divine
I can feel the little things that he does What I found is every woman's dream
Tchepone Composer(s): Chuck Rosenberg - Robin Thomas - Toby Hughes Performer(s): Toby Hughes
I was hanging 'round Ops just spending my time not on the schedule not earning a dime When a colonel steps up and he says I suppose you fly a fighter by the cut of your clothes He figures me right 'm, a good one I say
Do you happen to have me a target today? He says Yes I do, a real easy one No sweat my boy it's an old time milk run
I gets all excited and ask where it's at He gives me a wink and a tip of his hat
Two-fifty miles away from home drome a sweet little hamlet that's known as Tchepone
Oh, you'll sure love Tchepone
I get on my G-suit and strap on my gun Helmet and gloves out the door on the run Fire up my Phantom and take to the air Two's tucked in tight and we haven't a care In forty five minutes we're over the town From twenty eight thousand we're screaming on down Arm up the switches and dial in the mils Rack up the wings and roll in for the kill
I feel a bit sorry for folks down below Of destruction that's coming they surely don't know
The thought passes quickly We know a war's on On down we scream toward peaceful Tchepone
Unsuspecting, peaceful Tchepone Release altitude and the pipper's not right I'll press just a little and lay 'em in tight
I pickle those beauties at two point five grand I'm starting my pull when it all hits the fan
A black puff in front and then two off the right Six or eight more and I suck it up tight There's small arms and tracer and heavy ack ack It's scattered to broken with all kinds of flack
I jink hard to left and head out for the blue My wingman says Lead, they're shooting at you!
No Bull, I cry as I point it for home Still comes the fire from the town of Tchepone
Dirty, deadly Tchepone
I make it back home with six holes in my bird With the colonel that sent me I'd sure like a word He's nowhere around though I look near and far He's gone back to Seventh to help run the war I've been round this country for many a day I've seen all the things that they're throwing my way
I know that there's places I don't like to go down in the Delta and in Tally Ho
But I'll bet all my flight pay the jock ain't been born Who can keep all his cool when he's over Tchepone
Taxman ((Dutch Version: Taksman (Mal Evans Memorial Band) - 2007)) Composer(s): George Harrison First release by: The Beatles - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Let me tell you how it will be There's one for you, nineteen for me 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman
Should five per cent appear too small Be thankful I don't take it all 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah I'm the taxman
If you drive a car, I'll tax the street If you try to sit, I'll tax your seat If you get too cold I'll tax the heat If you take a walk, I'll tax your feet
Don't ask me what I want it for If you don't want to pay some more 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman
Now my advice for those who die Declare the pennies on your eyes 'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman And you're working for no one but me
Goldfinger Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse; Anthony Newley; John Barry Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
Goldfinger, he's the man, the man with the Midas touch A spider's touch Such a cold finger beckons you to enter his web of sin But don't go in
Golden words he will pour in your ear But his lies can't disguise what you fear For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her It's the kiss of death from Mister
Goldfinger, pretty girl, beware of this heart of gold This heart is cold
Golden words he will pour in your ear But his lies can't disguise what you fear For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her It's the kiss of death from Mister
Goldfinger, pretty girl, beware of this heart of gold This heart is cold He loves only gold Only gold He loves gold He loves only gold Only gold He loves gold!!!!!!
Sequel Composer(s): Harry Chapin Performer(s): Harry Chapin
So here she's actin' happy inside her handsome home And me, I'm flyin' in my taxi, takin' tips and gettin' stoned
I got into town a little early Had eight hours to kill before the show First I thought about heading up north of the bay Then I knew where I had to go
I thought about taking a limousine Or at least a fancy car But I ended up taking a taxi 'Cause that's how I got this far
You see, ten years ago it was the front seat Drivin' stoned and feelin' no pain Now here I am straight and sittin' in the back Hitting Sixteen Parkside Lane
The driveway was the same as I remembered And a butler came and answered the door He just shook his head when I asked for her And said "She doesn't live here anymore"
But he offered to give me the address That they were forwarding her letters to I just took it and returned to the cabbie And said "I got one more fare for you"
And so we rolled back into the city Up to a five store old brownstone I rang the bell that had her name on the mailbox The buzzer said somebody's home
And the look on her face as she opened the door Was like an old joke told by a friend It'd taken ten more years but she'd found her smile And I watched the corners start to bend
And she said, "How are you Harry? Haven't we played this scene before?" I said "It's so good to see you, Sue Had to play it out just once more" Play it out just once more
She said I've heard you flying high on my radio I answered "It's not all it seems" That's when she laughed and she said, "It's better sometimes When we don't get to touch our dreams"
That's when I asked her where was that actress She said "That was somebody else" And then I asked her why she looked so happy now She said "I finally like myself, at last I like myself"
So we talked all through that afternoon Talking about where we'd been We talked of the tiny difference Between ending and starting to begin We talked because talking tells you things Like what you really are thinking about But sometimes you can't find what you're feeling Till all the words run out
So I asked her to come to the concert She said "No, I work at night" I said, "We've gotten too damn good at leaving, Sue" She said, "Harry, you're right"
Don't ask me if I made love to her Or which one of us started to cry Don't ask me why she wouldn't take the money that I left If I answered at all I'd lie
So I thought about her as I sang that night And how the circle keeps rolling around How I act as I'm facing the footlights And how she's flying with both feet on the ground
I guess it's a sequel to our story From the journey 'tween heaven and hell With half the time thinking of what might have been and half thinkin' just as well
Golden Years Composer(s): David Bowie Performer(s): David Bowie; and various other artists
Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Look at that sky, life's begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up my baby
There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby
Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel Come get up my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up my baby
I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby
Some of these days, and it won't be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord I believe all the way Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years
There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years
I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop Golden years, gold whop whop whop
