Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Girls From Texas Composer(s): James Lewis - Jimmy Holiday - Cliff Chambers First release by: Ry Cooder - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Well, I met a girl from Texas 'bout a year ago Hadn't known her for too long when I had to let her go You see, she had a razor, was ten inches or so And every night you'd hear her knocking at my door She said, "Baby, I'll give you the clothes on my back You can have everything that I've got in my shack But if you ever try to leave they'll take you out in sack 'Cause me and my razor will see to that"
That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas
I thought about my situation, decided not to tarry For my own self preservation I decided we should marry When the preacher started reading 'bout 'till death do us part I told him, "Skip it, we had that understanding right from the start"
That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas (Houston to San Antone) That's the way the girls are from Texas (Got to love 'em right or leave 'em alone)
Well, we settled down, got me a little old job, '65 Fairlane Ford Every Friday night I would stop in and cash my pay check down at the grocery store They had a little girl worked in there, must have been about seventeen She was the cutest thing I had ever seen It's the same old story and I'm afraid it wasn't too very long Before we had fallen deeply in love and I knew it was wrong I said baby, we got to stop this thing right here Or my woman is gonna cut my throat from ear to ear, that's right In tearful supplication, she looked up in my face I could feel her heart was breaking as these sad words she did say "You should have told me you was married, baby She pulled out a forty-five and let me have it, right smack between the eyes
That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas
She was guilty, I was dead Now, what'd you think that the old judge said? "Ah, that's just the way the girls are down here in Texas Case dismissed!"
That's the way the girls are from Texas That's the way the girls are from Texas (Houston to San Antone) That's the way the girls are from Texas (Got to love 'em right or leave 'em alone, boy)
Celui que j'aime est un vaurien Qui chante du soir au matin Un artiste Égoïste Qui tient ma vie dans ses mains Celui que j'aime est un garçon Qui a de drôles de façons Un bohème Sans problème Qui jongle avec mes illusions Il va sans but Court les rues Tout le jour Moi le cur lourd Je l'attends En pleurant Mon amour Celui que j'aime est un menteur Il ment des lèvres, il ment du cur Il me blesse Puis me laisse Face à face avec mon cur
Quand je suis seule avec mes craintes Dans ma chambre sous les toits L'ennui s'accroche aux murs qui suintent Jusqu'à son retour dans ses bras
Celui que j'aime est un brigand Il me traite comme une enfant Il me charme Me désarme Et se rit de mes tourments Celui que j'aime est merveilleux Quand l'amour brille dans ses yeux Qu'il m'attire Dans un rire Contre son cur pour m'aimer mieux Moi je faiblis Je rougis Tout à coup Et j'oublie tous Mes malheurs Sur son cur Dans son cou Celui que j'aime est un joueur Il joue mes rêves, il joue mes pleurs Et s'il triche Je m'en fiche Car il est tout mon bonheur
Celui que j'aime est un voyou Qui ne possède pas un sou Mais il m'aime Et je l'aime Et du reste je m'en fous
The Girl's Alright With Me Composer(s): Eddie Holland - Eddie Kendricks - Norman Whitfield Performer(s): The Temptations; Derrick Harriott; The Spinners
This little girl of mine I wanna say she's so fine And each and every day I make sure she has her way
Now, we don't feel tied down Although our hearts are bound I don't have to chase her all over town My baby she's always around
The girl's alright with me You know the girl's alright Listen, the girl's alright with me You know the girl's alright
Now she's so good to me I guess that's why I feel fancy free Just to see the glow in her eyes Makes me once again realize
I love her with all my heart And I know we'll never, never part I never heard her about or caught her playing I guess that's why you always hear me saying...
The girl's alright with me You know the girl's alright, hmm... The girl's alright with me You know the girl's alright
When I visit at her home Other fellas never, never ring her phone She lets them know just where they stand She tells them all that I'm her man
And when we're out on a date Other fellas wait till I walk away They try to beat my time She tells them in a nice way, she's mine, all mine
The girl's alright with me You know the girl's alright And I trust her with my heart now (The Girl's alright with me) Everyday now (You know the girl's alright) You know, you know that the (girl's alright with me) In everyway now (You know the girl's alright)
The Girlfriend Of The Whirling Dervish Composer(s): Harry Warren - Al Dubin - Johnny Mercer Performer(s): John Payne, Jerry Colonna, Johnnie Davis, Ray Mayer & Joe Venuti and multiple other artists
One fine day, I chanced to stray On a little side street in old Bombay And met a sentimental oriental She saw me and I saw she Had a manner too bold and much too free Her eyes were positively detrimental When I asked about this gay coquette I discovered much to my regret...
She's the girl friend of the whirling dervish She's the sweetest one he's found But ev'ry night, in the mellow moonlight When he's out dervishing with all his might She gives him the run-around
All the boy friends of the whirling dervish Are his best friends to his face But there's no doubt, when he isn't about They all come hurrying to take her out She leads him a dizzy pace
He dreams of a Hindu honeymoon He doesn't dream that ev'ry night when he goes out To make an honest rupee She steps out to make a lotta whoopee
Oh, the love song of the whirling dervish Has a sweet and tender sound But will he burn if he ever should learn That while he's doing her a real good turn She gives him the runaround
She's got a nervish, throwin' him a curvish Which, of course, he doesn't deservish Poor old whirling dervish!
Yo se que tienes celos de mi guitarra yo se que lloran tus ojos, cuando me ves abrazarla si yo se que tienes niña herida el alma
Yo se que por las noches, cuando te marchas cruzas llorando mi patio, como una luz que se apaga si yo se que tienes niña herida el alma
Yo se muy bien que te has sentido feliz sentada junto a mi hoguera, dejando tu primavera pasar y se también lo mucho que me has querido y alguna vez he sentido dolor
Yo se que tienes celos de mi guitarra yo se que tiemblan tus manos, cuando me ves abrazarla si yo se que tienes niña herida el alma
No puede ser, mi adolescencia pasó dormida está como un niño entre unos libros que nunca aprendí recuérdame, y vive tus quince años yo, yo te prometo soñarlos....adiós eyyy, eyyy, eyyy
Forever And After Performer(s): Paul Simon (aka Jerry Landis)
How long am I going to miss you How many cigarettes will I have to burn When can I make my lonely heart realize That you will never return
How long will I hear your warm laughter I'm afraid forever and after How many times do I hurry home to you To find you gone, to find you gone
This time I held you near me I hear you say you love me More than the day before You'd smile when you would see me Please take your kisses to me And go on wanting more
Though things sometimes went wrong, It never, never lasted for long It wasn't worth the care For then we had each other's love We had so much, so much to share So much to share
The Girl That I Marry Composer(s): Irving Berlin First performance/First recording/First release by: Ray Middleton/Frank Sinatra/Frank Sinatra - 1946 Covered by multiple other artists
The girl that I marry will have to be As soft and as pink as a nursery The girl I call my own Will wear satins and laces and smell of cologne
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there `stead of flittin', I'll be sittin' Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there `stead of flittin', I'll be sittin' Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten
Ben Ik Te Min Composer(s): H. Van Loenhout Originally performed by: Armand
Wil je blijven, oke Het heeft toch geen enkele zin Als je me maar niet ziet als de jongen met de rozen Want dan stort die hele droomwereld in Jij was, zoals we dat noemden 'het materialistische type' Maar daar heb je nu nog weinig meer van Jij bent nu net zo idealistisch als ik Maar hoe wil je 't in godsnaam anders dan Ben ik te min Ben ik te min omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne Ben ik te min Ben ik te min omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne En toch wil je blijven maar je pa die wil het niet Ik denk dat je beter kunt gaan En je moeder die doe je ook al veel verdriet En als je thuiskomt zal ze zeggen 'wat doe je me aan' Jouw moeder die ik moest aanhoren met haar achterlijk gezeik Over de studie van je broer En je pa die zo'n succesvol zakenman was Met andere woorden 'wat ben je een boer' Ben ik dan te min Ben ik te min omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne Ben ik te min Ben ik te min omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne Maar kijk uit Je bent het niet gewend om te vreten van de straat Als je lichamelijk maar niet zo erg belangrijk vind Want dat is het in feite niet waar het om gaat En als je 't aankunt goed, kom dan gerust weer En anders dan sodemieter je maar op Want het is echt niet dat ik niets om je geeft Maar zo duw je je hoofd in een strop Ben ik daarom dan te min Ben ik te min omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne Ben ik te min Ben ik te min omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne Ben ik daarom dan te min Ben ik te min omdat je ouders meer poen hebben dan de mijne Ben ik daarom dan te min Ben ik te min omdat je pa in een grotere kar rijdt dan de mijne
Forever Again Composer(s): Dave Kirby; Warren Robb Performer(s): Gene Watson
I wish I could step out of my mind Then I could be someone that's never known me But I can't change the way I am, much less the way you feel Or you'd be loving me forever still
I can't stop the Winter from turning into Spring Or Summer giving way to Autumn winds But if I could take the World and make it face the other way Then you'd love me forever again
If I had a way of changing time I'd stay busy turning back the pages If I could make a miracle, I'd make one just for you And you'd be loving me forever too
I can't stop the Winter from turning into Spring Or Summer giving way to Autumn winds But if I could take the World and make it face the other way Then you'd love me forever again
Een Witte Eend (Op Het Midden Van De Weg) ((Adapted from: Dead Skunk (Loudon Wainwright III) - 1972)) Composer(s): Loudon Wainwright III - Peter Koelewijn Performer(s): Ciska Peters & Ronnie Tober - 1974
Ik had een donkerblauwe eend Bijna afbetaald, de rest geleend Trots als een aap haalde ik jou op Voor een feest, een eindje verderop Vader zei: "Thuis, om elf uur" Dus, we gingen vroeger weg voor een avontuur Ik dacht: Ik bloos, als jij me zoent Maar het ging mooi mis, voor je dat kon doen
Want, er liep een Witte eend op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg En onze blauwe eend hing in de bomen
Veertien dagen op vakantie in de eend Recht naar het zuiden, had ik zo gemeend We zouden wel zien hoe de reis zou gaan Natuurlijk, veilig op de autobaan Wij reden dag en nacht en alles ging oke Ik droomde al van 't strand en de zee En toen je me zei: " 'k Denk dat we d'r zijn" Slipte de wagen en dat was 't eind
Want, er liep een Witte eend op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg En onze blauwe eend hing in de bomen
Met jou in 't wit en een sluier om Stond ik bij je, als de bruidegom Ik dacht steeds: Ging de dag maar voorbij Want dan ben jij alleen maar van mij Je had de bruidssuite voor ons gehuurd Voor na 't feest, in de buurt Heel verliefd zijn wij daar heen gegaan Maar net voor de deur is 't mis gegaan
Want, er liep een Witte eend op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg En onze blauwe eend hing in de bomen Witte eend op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg En onze blauwe eend hing in de bomen Witte eend op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg Een witte eend, op 't midden van de weg En onze blauwe eend hing in de bomen
Celos
Composer(s): A. Testa - P. Soffici - Villarojas
Performer(s): Raphael
Noche y día Tú me atormentas Siempre vida mía Con estos celos Nubes de agonía De mi felicidad Negros celos Que son locura De tu fantasía Porque con nadie Yo te engañaría Y digo la verdad No, no, no debes Inventarte sin razón Los besos que no he dado Ni las cosas que no son Te quiero todavía Vida mía, sólo a ti Igual que el primer día que te vi No, no, no debes Por mi culpa padecer Dudando a cada instante Que te quiero como ayer Tus celos son manías Que oscurecen el color Del cielo de alegría de mi amor
The Girl On The Police Gazette Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Dick Powell and multiple other artists
Some fellows see the girl that they love in a dream Some fellows see their love in a rippling stream I saw the girl that I can't forget On the cover of a police gazette If I could find her, life would be peaches and cream
Oh, my search will never cease For the girl on the police gazette For the pretty young brunette On the pink police gazette
And above my mantlepiece There's a page of the police gazette With the pretty young brunette On the pink police gazette
I love to stop At my fav'rite barber shop Just to take another look at The girl I haven't met... Yet
And my longing will increase For the girl on the police gazette For the pretty young brunette On the pink police gazette
Celluloid Heroes
Composer(s): Ray Davies
First release by: The Kinks - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are There are stars in every city In every house and on every street And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Their names are written in concrete!
Don't step on Greta Garbo as you walk down the Boulevard She looks so weak and fragile that's why she tried to be so hard But they turned her into a princess And they sat her on a throne But she turned her back on stardom Because she wanted to be alone
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain Rudolph Valentino, looks very much alive And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi 'Cos he's liable to turn and bite But stand close by Bette Davis Because hers was such a lonely life If you covered him with garbage George Sanders would still have style And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney He would still turn round and smile But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn 'Cos she's not very tough She should have been made of iron or steel But she was only made of flesh and blood
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are
And those who are successful Be always on your guard Success walks hand in hand with failure Along Hollywood Boulevard
I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die
You can see all the stars as you walk along Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain Oh celluloid heroes never really die
I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die
Forever Composer(s): Gregg Jakobson; Dennis Wilson Performer(s): The Beach Boys; Dean Wareham
If every word I said Could make you laugh I'd talk forever (together my love) I ask the sky just what we had Mmm It shone forever (together my love my my my my my my my my my my my my my) If the song I sing to you Could fill your heart with joy I'd sing forever (together my love my my my my) Forever Forever I've been so happy loving you
Do do do do do do do do do together my love
Let the love I have for you Live in your heart And beat forever (together my love) Forever Forever I've been so happy loving you
Baby just let me sing it my baby I wanna be singin' my baby Baby baby baby my baby I wanna be singin' I wanna be singin' my baby Oh oh oh oh My my my my my my
So I'm goin' away Mmm but not forever Na na na na I gotta love you anyway
Cello Song
Composer(s): Nick Drake
First release by: Nick Drake - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Strange face, with your eyes So pale and sincere Underneath you know well You have nothing to fear For the dreams that came to you when so young Told of a life Where spring is sprung
You would seem so frail In the cold of the night When the armies of emotion Go out to fight But while the earth sinks to its grave You sail to the sky On the crest of a wave
So forget this cruel world Where I belong I'll just sit and wait And sing my song And if one day you should see me in the crowd Lend a hand and lift me To your place in the cloud
