Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Cheap Seats Composer(s): Marcus Hummon - Randy Sharp Performer(s): Alabama; Marcus Hummon
This town ain't big, this town ain't small It's a little of both they say Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall We do the wave all by ourself Hang ump, a blind man could've made that call
We like beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the penant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats
The game was close, we'll call it a win Go off to toast the boys again That local band is back in town They got a kinda minor league sound
They're not that bad, they're not that good But all in all it's understood We wanna dance, they wanna play We wouldn't have it any other way
We like beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the penant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats
Cheap seats
Now the majors called up oh what's his name And one more buildin' rises tall And suddenly we're all grown up And this old town's not quite so small But I'll always miss the middle size town In the middle of the middle-west With no name pitchers and local bands, And mustard and relish and all the rest.
We like beer flat as can be We like our dogs with mustard and relish We got a great pitcher what's his name Well we can't even spell it We don't worry about the penant much We just like to see the boys hit it deep There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats
Ya viene la galbana por aquel cerro venga o no venga yo ya la tengo Una viuda va a misa y va diciendo ¿Quién me compra esta viña que ha muerto el dueño? Ventanas a la calle son peligrosas pa los padres que tienen niñas hermosas El ermitaño un buen día por beber agua enfermó y la Virgen le decía "Bebe vino y agua no" Por la sierra de Lares vienen bajando veinticuatro mil frailes tras un pan blanco
Finland Composer(s): Chi Durang; Eric Idle; Michael Palin Performer(s): Monty Python
Finland, Finland, Finland The country where I want to be Pony trekking or camping Or just watching TV Finland, Finland, Finland It's the country for me
You're so near to Russia So far from Japan Quite a long way from Cairo Lots of miles from Vietnam
Finland, Finland, Finland The country where I want to be Eating breakfast or dinner Or snack lunch in the Hall Finland, Finland, Finland Finland has it all
You're so sadly neglected And often ignored A poor second to Belgium When going abroad
Finland, Finland, Finland The country where I quite want to be Your mountains so lofty Your treetops so tall Finland, Finland, Finland Finland has it all
Finland, Finland, Finland The country where I quite want to be Your treetops so tall Finland, Finland, Finland Finland has it all
The Chase Composer(s): Alan Jay Lerner - Frederick Loewe
Male Chorus: Harry Beaton! Harry Beaton! Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Run, ye men, or ye will never see another morning' Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Run, ye Highland men, or ye won't ken another day
MacGregor: Beaton sure came this way, an' we canna be too far behind 'im, laddie Ye there, head for the brae! Keep your eye ope' or ye winna find 'im, laddie!
Stuart: I'll go down to the creek, an' by God, if I see 'im I'll throw 'im in it
MacGregor: Search the hill to the peak! Find 'im, lads, or tomorrow will never, never come!
Male Chorus: Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Run an' get 'im now, or ye won't plough another meadow! Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Run, ye Highland man, or ye won't ken another day!
Tommy: Jeff!
Jeff: Yeh?
Tommy: Let's separate. You go right, I'll go left. He can't be too far from here
If he comes into sight, hold him fast! Many lives are depending on it! This must not end tonight! They must know that tomorrow is really gonna come!
Male Chorus: Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Run an' get 'im! Get 'im! Spread your human net, but don't forget that time's agin ye! Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Go an' stop 'im! Stop 'im! Run, ye Highland men, or ye won't ken another day!
Cantaré, Cantarás Composer(s): Juan Carlos Calderón; Anahi Performer(s): Hermanos
Quiero ser, un puerto en el mar ser ese compás, que te devuelva el rumbo Quiero ser, un lugar de paz y no dejar jamás, que se te acabe el mundo Amigo, amigo no hay nada que temer estoy contigo Y después de la oscuridad esperando está un nuevo día Cantaré, cantarás y esa luz al final del sendero brillará como un sol, que ilumina al mundo entero Cada vez somos más y si al fin nos damos la mano Siempre habrá un lugar para todo ser humano Junto a ti quiero caminar compartir el pan, la pena y la esperanza Descubrir que en el corazón siempre hay un rincón que no olvida la infancia Amigo, amigo hay tanto por hacer, cuenta conmigo Cantaré, cantarás y esa luz al final del sendero brillará como un sol, que ilumina al mundo entero Cada vez somos más y si al fin nos damos la mano Siempre habrá un lugar para todo ser humano Yo quisiera tener el poder de ayudar y cambiar tu destino Te daré cuanto puedo dar sólo sé cantar y para ti es mi canto Y mi voz junto a las demás en la inmensidad se está escuchando Cantaré, cantarás y esa luz al final del sendero brillará como un sol, que ilumina al mundo entero Cada vez somos más y si al fin nos damos la mano Siempre habrá un lugar para todo ser humano I will sing, you will sing And a song will bring us together And our hopes and our prayes We will make them last forever Cantaré, cantarás y esa luz al final del sendero brillará como un sol, que ilumina al mundo entero Cada vez somos más y si al fin nos damos la mano Siempre habrá un lugar para todo ser humano
Fini La Comédie Composer(s): James "Cookie" Palmer; Karel Ricanek; Angelo La Bionda; Carmelo La Bionda; Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Dalida
C'est fini, c'est fini la comédie Tout avait commencé comme une pièce à succès Dans le décor tout bleu d'un théâtre de banlieue Nous n'étions que nous deux
On s'est aimé longtemps au point d'oublier le temps Qui tout au long des scènes transformait les joies en peine Il a gagné le temps, il est content Quand il nous voit chacun de son côté comme des étrangers Nous n'avons plus en commun que les mots quotidiens Le décor n'a pas changé mais les acteurs n'ont rien à jouer Il faut baisser le rideau
C'est fini, c'est fini la comédie On était bien parti éternité garantie On était seuls au monde devant nous la route longue Pas de sens interdit
Il a gagné le temps, il est content Quand il nous voit chacun de son côté comme des étrangers Nous n'avons plus en commun que les mots quotidiens Le décor n'a pas changé mais les acteurs n'ont rien à jouer Il faut baisser le rideau
C'est fini, c'est fini la comédie Tout avait commencé comme une pièce à succès Dans le décor tout bleu d'un théâtre de banlieue Nous n'étions que nous deux C'est fini C'est fini la comédie
The Charm Of You Composer(s): Sammy Cahn - Jule Styne Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
The charm of you is comparable to a Christmas tree with toys With little girls and boys when first they see the tree The thrill of you is comparable to the thrill I felt when I first learned the heart could sigh And you were the reason why, and yet, and yet if we two have never met I'd know your grace that warms a face that only the angels get, and So comparing you with all of these things, is all that I can do Because they add up to the charm of you
So comparing you with all of these things, is all that I can do Because they add up to the charm of you
Cantar, Cantar, Cantar Composer(s): J. Ordaz Aguilera Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
¡Qué bueno ha sido regresar a la cosecha después que el tiempo mejoró las madrugadas! ¡Qué bueno ha sido el despertar sobre la almohada que soñé cuando el amor y la canción nos esperaban Hay que cantarle un homenaje a la sonrisa de aquel ancestro soñador que, en la garganta dejó su pétalo mejor para que hiciera florecer, alguna vez el corazón y la esperanza
Cantar, cantar, cantar con la necesidad de la primera vez Cantar, cantar, cantar para llegar a ser como una sola voz
Cuando sabe a realidad la maravilla de aventurarse a ser canción y a ser guitarra late la prisa por amar y el corazón se vuelve un mágico volcán que arranca el grito de esperanza Cantar, cantar, cantar con la necesidad de la primera vez Cantar, cantar, cantar para llegar a ser como una sola voz Cantar, cantar, cantar con la necesidad de la primera vez
Cantar, cantar, cantar para llegar a ser como una sola voz
Fini De Pleurer Composer(s): G. Aber; M. Kilgore; M. Singleton Performer(s): Sylvia Vartan
J'ai fini de pleurer mes amours passées J'ai oublié mes peines puisqu'il a dit "Je t'aime" Adieu ma peine, quoi qu'il advienne, j'aime Fini de pleurer
Je n'ai plus de regret, je voudrais chanter Car je me sens revivre dans la joie qui m'enivre Et me délivre, je me sens vivre, vivre Fini de pleurer
J'ai laissé mon chagrin, ça y est j'ai compris C'est un mal pour un bien, rien n'est jamais fini J'ai fini de pleurer, j'ai besoin d'aimer Pour moi tout recommence Quelle chance, tout recommence, quand je dans, danse Fini de pleurer
Pour garder cet amour je suis prête à tout Pour le garder toujours au bonheur je prends goût J'ai fini de pleurer mes amours passées J'ai oublié mes peines puisqu'il a dit "Je t'aime" Adieu ma peine, quoi qu'il advienne, j'aime Fini de pleurer, fini de pleurer, fini de pleurer
The Changeling Composer(s): Jim Morrison - John Densmore - Ray Manzarek - Robby Krieger Performer(s): The Doors
Uh! Uha! Gedu! I live uptown I live downtown I live all around I had money, and I had none I had money, and I had none But I never been so broke That I couldn't leave town I'm a Changeling See me change I'm a Changelin' See me change I'm the air you breath Food you eat Friends your greet In the sullen street, wow See me change See me change, you I live uptown I live downtown I live all around I had money, yeah, and I had none I had money, yeah, and I had none But I never been so broke That I couldn't leave town Well, I'm the air you breath Food you eat Friends your greet In the sullen street, wow Ew ma! Uh, ah! You gotta see me change See me change Yeah, I'm leavin' town On a midnight train Gotta see me change Change, change, change Change, change, change Change, change, change Change, change, change Woa, change, change, change
Cantando No Toro Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem que dar o tom Quase rodando, caindo de boca A voz é rouca mas o mote é bom Sambando na lama e causando frisson
Mas olha só Um samba de cócoras em terra de sapo Sapateando no toró
Cantando e sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem que dar lição Quase rodando, caindo de boca Mas com um pouco de imaginação Sambando na lama sem tocar o chão
E o tal ditado, como é? Festa acabada, músicos a pé Músicos a pé, músicos a pé Músicos a pé
Sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem fazer fé Quase rodando, caindo de boca Aba de touca, jura de mulher Sambando na lama e passando o boné
Mas olha só Por fora filó, filó Por dentro, molambo Cambaleando no toró
Cantando e sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem que dar o que tem e o que não tem Tocando a bola no segundo tempo Atrás de tempo, sempre tempo vem Sambando na lama, amigo, e tudo bem
E o tal ditado, como é? Festa acabada, músicos a pé Músicos a pé, músicos a pé Músicos a pé
Sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem que estar feliz Sambando na lama de salvando o verniz
Mas olha só Em terra de sapo, sambando de cócoras Sapateando no toró
Cantando e sambando na lama de sapato branco, glorioso Um grande artista tem que estar tranchã Sambando na lama, amigo, até amanhã
E o tal ditado, como é? Festa acabada, músicos a pé Músicos a pé, músicos a pé Músicos a pé
Fingertips, Pt.2 Composer(s): Henry Cosby; Clarence Paul Performer(s): Little Stevie Wonder; Jonah Jones
Everybody say yeah (yeah!) Say yeah (yeah!) Say yeah (yeah!) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
Just a little bit of sou-ou-ou-ou-oul Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Clap your hands just a little bit louder Clap your hands just a little bit louder
I know ? yeah Everybody had a good time So if you want me to If you want me to I'm gonna swing the song, yeah Just one more time when I come by Just one more time when I come by So be advised (?)
(How about it? Let's hear it for him, huh? Little Stevie Wonder Take a bow, Stevie)
Come on! Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye Goodbye goodbye goodbye I'm gonna go, yeah I'm gonna go, yeah ? swingin' from my ?
The Chamber Of 32 Doors Composer(s): Mike Rutherford - Peter Gabriel - Phil Collins - Steve Hackett - Tony Banks Performer(s): Genesis
At the top of the stairs, their's hundreds of people running around to all the doors They try to find themselves an audience their deductions need applause
The rich man stands in front of me The poor man behind my back They believe they can control the game but the juggler holds another pack
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust I need someone to believe in, someone to trust
I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman You can judge by his eyes, take a look if you can He'll smile through his guard Survival trains hard I'd rather trust a man who works with his hands He looks at you once, you know he understands Don't need any shield When you're out in the field
But down here I'm so alone with my fear With everything that I hear And every single door, that I've walked through Brings me back here again I've got to find my own way
The priest and the magician Singing all the chants that they have ever heard They're all calling out my name Even academics, searching printed word
My father to the left of me My mother to the right Like everyone else they'er pointing But nowhere feels quite right
And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust I need someone to believe in, someone to trust
I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found There's no need to sell if you're homeward bound If I chose a side He won't take me for a ride
Back inside This chamber of so many doors I've nowhere to hide I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me Find a door That doesn't lead me back again - take me away
Canta, Canta, Canta
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Te voy a dedicar otra canción a ver si me devuelves tu cariño ya vengo de rezar otra oración a ver si se compone mi destino
Acuerdate que siempre te adoré no dejes que me pierda en mi pobreza ya todo lo que tuve se me fue si tú también te vas me lleva la tristeza no dejes que me muera por tu amor si tienes corazón enseñalo y regresa
(Canta, canta, canta que tu dicha es tanta que hasta Dios te adora)
canta, canta, canta palomita blanca mientras mi alma llora
Si quieres que me arranque el corazón y pongo junto a ti mis sentimientos espera a que termine mi canción tú sabes que yo cumplo un juramente
Acuerdate que siempre te adoré no dejes que me pierda en mi pobreza ya todo lo que tuve se me fue si tú también te vas me lleva la tristeza no dejes que me muera por tu amor si tienes corazón enseñalo y regresa
(Canta, canta, canta que tu dicha es tanta que hasta Dios te adora)
canta, canta, canta palomita blanca mientras mi alma llora
Fingerprint File Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards Performer(s): The Rolling Stones
Fingerprint file, you get me down You keep me running Know my way around Yes, you do, child Fingerprint file, you bring me down Keep me running You keep me on the ground Know my moves Way ahead of time Listening to me On your satellite
Feeling followed Feeling tagged Crossing water Trying to wipe my tracks
And there's some little jerk in the FBI A keepin' papers on me six feet high It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down
You better watch out On your telephone Wrong number They know you ain't home
And there's some little jerk in the FBI A keepin' papers on me six feet high It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down
Who's the man on the corner; that corner over there I don't know Well, you better lay low Watch out
Keep on the look out Electric eyes Rats on the sell out Who gonna testify You know my habits Way a head of time Listening to me On your satellite
And there's some little jerk in the FBI A keepin' papers on me six feet high It gets me down, it gets me down, it gets me down It gets me down
Hello, baby, mm-hmm Ah, yeah, you know we ain't, we ain't talkin' alone Who's listening? Well I don't really know But you better tell the SIS to keep out of sight 'Cause I know they takin' pictures on the ultraviolet light Yes, uh huh, yeah, but these days it's all secrecy; no privacy Shoot first, that' s right... you know Bye bye Right now somebody is listening to...... you Keeping their eyes peeled...... on you Mmm, mmm, what a price, what a price to pay All right Good night, sleep tight
The Chain Composer(s): Lindsey Buckingham - Stevie Nicks - John McVie - Christine McVie - Mick Fleetwood First release by: Fleetwood Mac - 1977 Covered by multiple other artists
Listen to the wind blow Watch the sun rise
Run in the shadows Damn your love Damn your lies
And if You don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain
List to the wind blow Down comes the night
Run in the shadows Damn your love Damn your lies
Break the silence Damn the dark Damn the light
And if You don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain
Canta Ragazzina
Composer(s): Labati Donida - Iller Pattacini - Claudio Pepperdrini
Performer(s): Bobby Solo; Connie Francis; Mina
Tu sei come me quando ero un bambino sei bella e non sai tutto quello che hai
Canta ragazzina che il giorno dura solo poche ore e quando arriva sera puoi scoprire che il sole se n'è andato e resti tu
Canta ragazzina e non fermarti a piangere o a pensare che tanto tutto passa anche l'amore Ed alla fine resti solo tu non fare come me non fare come me che oramai non vivo più
Un giorno vale una anno e la vita vale un attimo ti svegli un mattino e ti trovi già donna
Canta ragazzina che il giorno dura solo poche ore e quando arriva sera puoi scoprire che il sole se n'è andato e resti tu
Canta ragazzina e non fermarti a piangere o a pensare che tanto tutto passa anche l'amore Ed alla fine resti solo tu non fare come me non fare come me che oramai non vivo più
The Ceremony Composer(s): Billy Sherrill - Jenny Strickland - Carmol Taylor Performer(s): Tammy Wynette & George Jones
(man speaks): Dearly beloved, we are gathered together In the presence of God, and these witnesses To join this man and this woman in the bonds Of holy matrimony
Do you Tammy, take this man, George To be your lawfully wedded husband To love and to cherish until death do you part?
(T.W.) sings: I'll take this man and by him I'll stand I promise that we'll never part To him, I'll be true There'll be no one new From now, till death do us part
(man speaks): And do you, George, take this woman, Tammy To be your lawfully wedded wife To love and to cherish, until death do you part?
(G.J.): Yes I'll take this woman She'll be mine forever And I'll love her, with all of my heart
To have and to hold My love won't grow cold I promise, till death do us part
(both sing): We'll take each other From this day forward Together, in sickness or health
United with love We'll face life together If we're poor or if we have wealth
For better or worst You'll always come first And no one can keep us apart
Yes, we take each other Forsaking all others Together, till death do us part
Canta Libre Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Neil Diamond; Roberto Delgado
Canta libre, Canta vida, de mi madre, y mi padre Canta mi corazon, Para los ninos, y sus ninos, canta libre
I got music runnin' in my head Makes me feel like a young bird flyin' 'Cross my mind and layin' in my bed Keeps me away from the thought of dyin' Canta libre, Canta vida, de mi madre y mi padre
I got music runnin' in my brain Ev'ry song with it's own kind of meaning Cleanse the soul and wash away the pain Baptized by the song that you're singing Canta libre, Canta la vida siempre conmigo, canta libre
Canta libre, canta la vida
Canta mi corazon, Paralos ninos, y sus ninos, canta libre de mi madre, y mi padre, canta libre, canta libre
