Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Bombardier Song Composer(s): Lorenz Hart - Richard Rodgers Performer(s): Bing Crosby
The weather's fine for flying The fog has gone to bed There's such good visibility You can see victory ahead Let's fill the air with Eagles Let's fill the clouds with men And we will see a world that's free When we fly home again Said the bombardier to the pilot Well give us a little ride The pilot said to the navigator Why don't you slide inside The navigator he looked around and said to the engineer Ah your hands are dirty your pants are dirty you're dirty behind the ear Said the bombardier to the gunner well how are we fixed for lead The pilot said to the radioman how's the weather ahead Said the bombardier to the pilot Hand us that pretty crate 5 degrees to the right'll make it Just as sure as fate The ship belonged to the bombardier who opened his little bag He saw the target and locked the target and suddenly (bombs away) Said the bombardier to the pilot Call it a day, and then the pilot said to the radioman say we done it again The weather's fine for flying The fog has gone to bed There's such good visibility You can see victory ahead Let's fill the air with Eagles Let's fill the clouds with men And we shall see a world that's free When we fly home again Let's fill the air with Eagles Let's fill the clouds with men And we will see a world that's free When we fly home again
Canned Goods Composer(s): Greg Brown Performer(s): Greg Brown
Well let the wild winter wind bellow and blow I'm as warm as a July tomato There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
Well there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below Watch your head now, and down we go There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
Well maybe you are weary and you don't give a damn I bet you never tasted her blackberry jam There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
Oh, she got magic in her, you know what I mean She puts the sun and rain in with her beans There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
What with the snow and the economy and everything I think I'll just stay down here and eat until spring There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
When I go down to see Grandma, I gain a lot a weight With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate She cans the pickles, sweet and dill And the songs of the whippoorwill And the morning dew and the evening moon I really gotta go down and see her soon Cause the canned goods that I buy at the store Ain't got the summer in 'em anymore You bet Grandma as sure as you're born I'll take some more potatoes and a thunder storm
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin Supper ready, everybody come on in Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Taste a little of the summer Grandma put it all in jars
Fenesta Che Lucive Composer(s): Guglielmo Cottrau; Giulio Genoino; Mariano Paolella Performer(s): Mario Lanza
Fenesta che lucive e mò non luci Sign' è ca Nenna mia stace ammalata S'affaccia la sorella e me lo dice Nennella toja è morta e s'è atterrata Chiagneva sempe ca dormeva sola, ah! Mò duorme co li muorte accompagnata! Mò duorme co li muorte accompagnata! Mò duorme co li muorte accompagnata!
Va nella chiesa e scuopre lo tavuto Vide Nennella toja comm' è tornata Da chella vocca che nasceano sciure Mò n'esceno li vierme, oh che piatate! Zi Parrocchiano mio, abbice cura Na lampa sempe tienece allumata Na lampa sempe tienece allumata Na lampa sempe tienece allumata
De Cirkel ((Adapted from: The Circle Game (Ian & Sylvia) - 1967)) Composer(s): Joni Mitchell - Raoul Van Bambost Performer(s): Miek en Roel - 1970
Vandaag nog lacht het kind luid om het wonder Van snelle waterjuffers in het riet 't schrikt nog voor de bliksem en de donder en 't schreit als het een staartster vallen ziet
Het kind wiegt weg en weer met de getijden 't wordt groter met het wassen van het meer Eens zullen zijn dromen hem bevrijden Van leugens en beloftes van weleer
De seizoenen vliegen weg en weer De houten paarden gaan op en neer Wij draaien op de molen van de tijd We tollen rond, kunnen niet terug Het heden vliegt voorbij Want het rad draait rond en rond In de eeuwigheid
Lente komt voor zomer,herfst voor winter Zestien jaren liepen 't kind voorbij Men zegt hem: neem je tijd,het duurt niet lang meer Voor jij het rad vertraagt en dan ben je vrij...
De seizoenen vliegen weg en weer De houten paarden gaan op en neer Wij draaien op de molen van de tijd We tollen rond, kunnen niet terug Het heden vliegt voorbij Want het rad draait rond en rond In de eeuwigheid
Jaren kwamen langs, mijn zoon is twintig Zijn dromen onherkenbaar door de tijd Morgen maakt hij nieuwe,misschien betere De toekomst heeft hem door haar spel verleid
De seizoenen vliegen weg en weer De houten paarden gaan op en neer Wij draaien op de molen van de tijd We tollen rond, kunnen niet terug Het heden vliegt voorbij Want het rad draait rond en rond In de eeuwigheid
La mort a pour moi le visage d'une enfant Au regard transparent Son corps habile au raffinement de l'amour Me prendras pour toujours Elle m'appelle par mon nom Quand soudain je perds la raison Est-ce un maléfice Ou l'effet subtil du cannabis? Elle m'appelle par mon nom Quand soudain je perds la raison Est-ce un maléfice Ou l'effet subtil du cannabis? La mort ouvrant sous moi ses jambes et ses bras S'est refermée sur moi Son corps m'arrache enfin les râles du plaisir Et mon dernier soupir
Femmes, Je Vous Aime Composer(s): Claude Barzotti; A.M. Gaspard Performer(s): Claude Barzotti
Elles vous font faire des enfants
qu'elles emmènent en s'en allant Les femmes vous prennent et puis vous jettent sont bien plus machos que les mecs Où sont les femmes d'autre fois qui ne nous coupaient pas en trois Le père, le mari et l'amant, c'était le même en d'autres temps
Un jour elles ont tout voulu et on leur a tout accordé Nous sommes les dindons, les cocus de leur nouvelle liberté Où êtes-vous femmes d'antans qui savaient faire en même temps Et les enfants, et les tartines, et la tendresse et la cuisine
Oh ! femmes, femmes, femmes On vous aimait pourtant plus un homme ne vous comprend Femmes, femmes, femmes Qu'avez-vous fait de nous nous sommes là regardez-nous Femmes, on ne comprend plus rien du tout, on ne sait plus à quoi on joue Femmes, plus aucun homme ne sait vraiment ce que vous voulez et comment Femmes, femmes, femmes
Le temps de vouloir vivre à deux, vous voilà déjà reparties Le temps d'avoir ce que l'on veut, on n'en a déjà plus envie Où sont donc les femmes d'avant, celles qui nous laissaient le temps De leur faire un moment la cour avant de leur faire l'amour
Oh! femmes, femmes, femmes On vous aimait pourtant plus un homme ne vous comprend Femmes, femmes, femmes Qu'avez-vous fait de nous nous sommes là regardez-nous Femmes, on ne comprend plus rien du tout, on ne sait plus à quoi on joue Femmes, plus aucun homme ne sait vraiment ce que vous voulez et comment Femmes, femmes, femmes
There chanced to be a Pedlar bold A Pedlar bold there chanced to be He put his pack all on his back And so merrily trudged over the lea
By chance he met two troublesome men Two troublesome men they chanced to be The one of them was bold Robin Hood And the other was little John so free
O Pedlar, Pedlar, what is in thy pack? Come speedily and tell to me I've several suits of the gay green silks And silken bowstrings by two or three
If you have several suits of the gay green silk And silken bowstrings two or three Then, by my body, cries little John One half of your pack shall belong to me
O nay, O nay, said the pedlar bold O nay, O nay, that can never be For there's never a man from fair Nottingham Can take one half my pack from me
Then the Pedlar he pulled off his pack And put it a little below his knee Saying, If you do move me one perch from this My pack and all shall gang with thee
Then little John he drew his sword The Pedlar by his pack did stand They fought until they both did sweat Till he cried, Pedlar, pray hold your hand
Then Robin Hood he was standing by And he did laugh most heartily Saying, I could find a man of smaller scale Could thrash the Pedlar and also thee
Go you try, master, says little John Go you try, master, most speedily For by my body, says little John I am sure this night you will know me
Then Robin Hood he drew his sword And the pedlar by his pack did stand They fought till the blood in streams did flow Till he cried, Pedlar, pray hold your hand
O Pedlar, Pedlar, what is thy name? Come speedily and tell to me Come, my name I ne'er will tell Till both your names you have told to me
The one of us is bold Robin Hood And the other is little John so free Now, says the Pedlar, it lays to my good will Whether my name I choose to tell to thee
I am Gamble Gold of the gay green woods And I travelled far beyond the sea For killing a man in my father's land And from my country was forced to flee
If you are Gamble Gold of the gay green woods And travelled far beyond the sea You are my mother's own sister's son What nearer cousins can we be?
They sheathed their swords, with friendly words So merrily they did agree They went to a tavern and there they dined And cracked bottles most merrily
Cane toads are coming, cane toads are coming Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Cane toads are coming, cane toads are coming Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Cane toads... When are you gonna leave me alone? Heading south Like a case of foot and mouth Cane toads... You're supposed to set us free Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cane toads are coming, cane toads are coming... Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Cane toads are coming, cane toads are coming Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Cane toads ba, pa, da... da, pa, da, pa, da, da, da
Cane toads You go chomp and live in the swamp Yeah Cane toads You're supposed to set us free Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cane toads are coming Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Cane toads are coming, cane toads are coming Main roads are humming with the cane toad blues Yeah.........
Quelquefois Si douces Quand la vie me touche Comme nous tous Alors si douces...
Quelquefois Si dures Que chaque blessure Longtemps me dure Longtemps me dure...
Femmes...Je vous aime Femmes...Je vous aime Je n'en connais pas de faciles Je n'en connais que de fragiles Et difficiles Oui...difficiles
Quelquefois Si drôles Sur un coin d'épaule Oh oui...Si drôles Regard qui frôle...
Quelquefois Si seules Parfois ell's le veulent Oui mais...Si seules Oui mais si seules...
Femmes...Je vous aime Femmes...Je vous aime Vous êt's ma mère, je vous ressemble Et tout ensemble mon enfant Mon impatience Et ma souffrance...
Femmes...Je vous aime Femmes...Je vous aime Si parfois ces mots se déchirent C'est que je n'ose pas vous dire Je vous désire Ou même pire O...Femmes...
The Boat That I Row Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Neil Diamond and multiple other artists
I don't have a lot but with me that's fine Whatever I got, well, I know it's mine I don't go around with the local crowd I don't dig what's in so I guess I'm out
I'm sayin' these things so you know me, baby So you understand what I'm all about
The boat that I row won't cross no ocean The boat that I row won't get me there soon But I got the love and if you got the notion The boat that I row is big enough for two That's me and you
There ain't a man in life tell me what to say I choose my own side and I like it that way I don't worry about the thinkgs that I'm not There's only one thing that I want I ain't got
You know that I'm talking about you baby So you better know and come along
Candy's Going Bad
Composer(s): Barry A. Hay - George J. Kooymans
First release by: Golden Earring - 1973
Candy took the pearls, got ahead of the girls Got on top and found the secret entrance Are you satisfied? Through neon doors, 'cross killing floors She got sucked into a champagne desert Are you satisfied?
Daddy said: I'll break your bones If you come home dressed in Peacock clothes Mother said: quit the show She didn't want the neighbours to know Candy had to quit the show
Well, Candy didn't care, when she started her affair With the studs and the mares of the night Are you satisfied? Teddy knows the rule, of the underground school He's got Candy wrapped 'round his finger Are you satisfied?
Daddy said: I'll break your bones If you don't get your tricks off the phone Mother said: quit the show She didn't want the neighbours to know
Candy's going bad - got a room to let Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted Candy's going bad - Long Green's where it's at Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head
Candy took the pearls, got ahead of the girls Got on top and found the secret entrance Are you satisfied?
Daddy said: I'll break your bones If you come home dressed in Peacock clothes Mother said: quit the show I don't want the neighbours to know
Candy's going bad - got a room to let Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted Candy's going bad - Long Green's where it's at Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head
Candy's going bad - got a room to let Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head
Femme Objet Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers
Quand je te vois passer, ma belle indépendante Au son de la musique qui se joue des bas-fonds Suspendant ta démarche voluptueuse et lente Pour promener l'ennui de ton regard profond Je t'attends comme un fauve, ma tigresse d'alcôve Dans le jeu de miroirs de tes sous-entendus Je n'ai que la mémoire d'un triangle entrevu
Attention! La passion Se nourrit d'obsessions N'oublie pas l'obsession N'admet que l'apparence Ton imagination Carbure à des pulsions Dont jamais la raison Ne connaît l'existence
Je sais qu'il est des yeux des plus mélancoliques Qui ne recèlent point de secrets sulfureux Des écrins sans diamants, des rythmes sans musique Plus vides et plus profonds que l'absence de feu Je t'attends comme un fauve, ma tigresse d'alcôve Dans le jeu de miroirs d'un triangle entrevu Je n'ai que la mémoire de tes sous-entendus
Attention ! La passion Se nourrit d'obsessions N'oublie pas l'obsession N'admet que l'apparence Ton imagination Carbure à des pulsions Dont jamais la raison Ne connaît l'existence
Quand je te vois danser, magnifique indolente Les hanches insolentes et la crinière mouillée Je me dis qu'il suffit que tu sois l'apparence Pour faire monter en moi quelques grandes marées Qu'importe ton absence et ton indifférence Tu n'es qu'un simulacre et j'adore ta beauté
The Boa Constrictor Ate My Wife Last Night Simon Stokes & The Black Whip Thrill Band
This week at the pet store I bought a snake I brought him home with me and I called him Jake Last night I woke up from an awful dream The last thing that I heard was my wife scream
Wow the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night The Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night Ate my wife and ate her sister I love that Boa Constrictor Well the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night
He slithered from the house out to the street And then he spied a cop upon his beat And I have just one question Did Jake get indigestion Oh the Boa Constrictor ate the heat last night
Wow the Boa Constrictor ate the heat last night The Boa Constrictor ate the heat last night And I have just one question Did Jake get indigestion Oh the Boa Constrictor ate the heat last night Take it away Thrill Band
Oh Jake returned to me late tonight And once again I woke up in a fright Cuz he's looking strange at me And I can tell that he's hungry Oh the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night
Wow the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night The Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night Ate my wife and ate her sister I love that Boa Constrictor Oh the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night
The Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night The Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night Ate my wife and ate her sister I love that Boa Constrictor Oh the Boa Constrictor ate my wife last night Alright
Femme Sous Influence Composer(s): J.M. Moreau; R. Musumarra Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan
D'un mot d'un regard Tu me renverses et changes l'histoire Tu planes sur ma vie Immobile Comme un aigle sur le Nil Un jour de chaleur Tu as planté ta force et ton cur Sur ma terre d'argile Trop fragile Comme un drapeau sur une île
{Refrain:} Les yeux fermés je t'aime à l'avance Quand tu es loin j't'écoute à distance Je suis toujours et sans défaillance Une femme sous influence Et je te suis dans tes rêves immenses Même dans le noir je te fais confiance Je suis au fil de ton existence Une femme sous influence
Sous le signe de toi Je suis née un matin dans tes bras Et j'ai vu le jour Pour toujours sous influence d'amour Ascendance heureuse Pour toi je nage en eaux dangereuses Même quand tu as tort Je t'aime encore Comme un volcan dans mon corps {au Refrain}
Tu traces les couleurs Les lignes de mon bonheur Entre tes mains Court mon destin Sans fin {au Refrain}
The Blues Is All I Ever Had Composer(s): Bobby Troup Performer(s): Julie London
Some folks always seem to find the good things Other folks get mixed up with the bad Don't ask me what I know about the good things The blues is all I ever had
To some, the earth's a world of friendly faces For those lucky few, I'm awful glad My world's been a string of second places The blues is all I ever had
When I first met him, I thought that maybe He could change this lonely life I led When he smiled and said, "I love you, baby" Silly girl, I b'lieved each word he said
Guess it's time for me to say "good bye" now Didn't mean to leave you feelin' sad Since he's gone, what is there left to try now? The blues is all I ever had
Candy Says
Composer(s): Lou Reed
First release by: The Velvet Underground - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Candy says I've come to hate my body and all that it requires in this world Candy says I'd like to know completely what others so discretely talk about
Candy says I hate the quiet places that cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions that cause endless revisions in my mind
I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder I'm gonna watch them pass me by Maybe when I'm older What do you think I'd see If I could walk away from me
Femme Fatale Composer(s): Lou Reed Performer(s): The Velvet Underground; and various other artists
Here she comes, you better watch your step Shes going to break your heart in two, its true Its not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale) The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale) Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book Youre number 37, have a look Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, shes from the street Before you start, youre already beat Shes gonna play you for a fool, yes its true
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale) The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale) Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks
The Blues Don't Bother Me Performer(s): The Blues Brothers Band
If you're wonderin' What's all the noise I'm in the backroom With the girls and boys Were' discussing the blues And they don't seem to see The blues is all I play The blues don't bother me
When I was a little boy Sittin' on my papa's knee I couldn't a been no older than two or three He said I am a blues man You're gonna take after me After me The blues is my companion The blues don't bother me They don't bother me No they don't
When I go to bed at night I'll throw on a record or two If I didn't have these blues I wouldn't know what to do I need them to soothe me To ease my misery The blues is my companion They don't bother me They don't bother me The blues don't bother me They don't bother me keeps me company I got the blues Relieves my misery Keeps me company The blues don't bother me I got the blues
Candy Man
Composer(s): Jerry Garcia - Robert Hunter
Performer(s): Grateful Dead
Come all you pretty women with your hair hanging down Open up your windows 'cause the Candyman's in town Come on boys and gamble Roll those laughing bones Seven come eleven boys I'll take your money home
Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman come round again
I come in from Memphis where I learned to talk the jive When I get back to Memphis be one less man alive Good Mornin Mr. Benson I see you're doin well If I had me a shotgun I'd blow you straight to Hell
Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman come round again
Come on boys and wager if you have got the mind If you got a dollar boys lay it on the line Hand me my old guitar Pass the whiskey round Want you to tell everybody you meet the Candyman's in town
Look out Look out The Candyman Here he come and he's gone again Pretty lady ain't got no friend till the Candyman come round again
