Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Hippy Hippy Shake ((French Version: La Fille Qui Me Plait (Les Lionceaux) - 1964)) Composer(s): Chan Romero First release by: Chan Romero - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
For goodness sake I've got the hippy, hippy shake I've got the shake, oh the hippy, hippy shake Oo I can't keep still with the hippy, hippy shake I get my fill with that hippy, hippy shake Oo my babe, auw the hippy, hippy shake
Well now you shake it to the left, you shake it to the right Do the hippy shake, shake with all of your might And you shake Oh you shake Oo my babe Auw the hippy, hippy shake
Well now you shake it to the left, you shake it to the right Do the hippy shake, shake with all of your might And you shake Yes you shake Oo my babe Auw the hippy, hippy shake Auw the hippy, hippy shake Yeah the hippy, hippy shake Oh yeah
C'est Toujours La Première Fois
Composer(s): Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat; Isabelle Aubret
Enfin enfin je te retrouve Toi qui n'avais jamais été Qu'absente comme jeune louve Ou l'eau dormante au fond des douves S'échappant au soleil d'été
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
Absente comme souveraine Qu'on voit entre deux haies passer O toi si proche et si lointaine Dès que l'amour file sa laine Entre nos doigts désaccordés
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
La faim de toi qui me dévore Me fait plier genoux et bras Je n'aurais pas assez d'amphore Ni de mots encore et encore Pour y mettre son terme bas
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
La soif de toi par quoi je tremble Ma lèvre à jamais desséchée Mon amour qu'est-ce qu'il t'en semble Est-ce de vivre ou non ensemble Qui pourra m'en désaltérer
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
L'amour de toi par quoi j'existe N'a pas d'autre réalité Je ne suis qu'un nom de ta liste Un pas que le vent sur la piste Efface avant d'avoir été
Tu peux m'ouvrir cent fois les bras C'est toujours la première fois
Freddy, My Love Composer(s): Warren Casey; Jim Jacobs Performer(s): Cindy Bullens; and various other artists
Freddy my love, I miss you more than words can say Freddy my love, please keep in touch while you're away Hearing from you can make the day so much better just a souvenier or even a letter I really flipped over the great cashmere sweater Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy you know, your absense makes me feel so blue That's okay though, your presents make me think of you Mama will have a heart-attack when she catches Those little bushes with the black leather patches Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Don't keep your letters from me, I quilt to every line Your spelling's kinda crummy but honey so is mine I treasure every gifty the ring is really nifty You say it cost you fifty, so you're drifty, I don't mind Whoa - Freddy you see you'll hold me in your arms someday (Freddy my love) And I will be wearing your lacy lingerie (Freddy I'm yours) Thinking about it, my heart's pounding already Knowing when you come home, we're bound to go steady And through your service pay around my confetti Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love - ooh Freddy Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love - ooh Freddy Freddy, my love Freddy, my love, Freddy, my love I'm ready Freddy, my love Freddy, my love Freddy, my love - ooh Freddy Freddy, my love Freddy, my love, Freddy, my love...
The Hippopotamus Song Composer(s): Michael Flanders - Donald Swann Performer(s): Flanders & Swann and multiple other artists
A bold hippopotamus was standing one day On the banks of the cool Shalimar He gazed at the bottom as it peacefully lay By the light of the evening star Away on a hilltop sat combing her hair His fair hippopotamine maid The hippo-pot-amus was no ignoramus And sang her this sweet serenade
Mud, mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood So follow me, follow / down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud
The fair hippopotama he aimed to entice From here seen on the hilltop above As she had not got a ma to give her advice Came tip-toeing down to her love Like thunder the forest re-echoed the sound Of the song that they sang as they met His enamorata adjusted her garter And lifted her voice in duet
Mud, mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood So follow me, follow / down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud
Follow me, follow Down to the hollow That will improve our cultural relations
Now more hippopotami began to convene On the banks of that river so wide I wonder now what I am to say of the scene That ensued by the Shalimar side They dived all at once with an ear-splitting splash Then rose to the surface again A regular army of hippopotami All singing this haunting refrain
Mud, mud, glorious mud Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood So follow me, follow / down to the hollow And there let us wallow in glorious mud
Freddie's Dead Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield Performer(s): Curtis Mayfield; and various other artists
Hey-hey Love-love Yeah-yeah Ah-ha
Freddie's dead That's what I said Let the man rap a plan Said he'd see him home But his hope was a rope And he should've known It's hard to understand There was love in this man I'm sure all would agree That his misery Was his woman and things Now Freddie's dead That's what I said
Everybody's misused him Ripped him off and abused him Another junkie plan Pushin' dope for the man A terrible blow But thats how it go' a-Freddie's on the corner now If you wanna be a junkie, wow Remember Freddie's dead
We're all built up with progress But sometimes I must confess We can deal with rockets and dreams But reality, what does it mean? Ain't nothin' said 'Cause Freddie's dead
All I want is some peace of mind With a little love I'm tryin' to find This could be such a beautiful world With a wonderful girl Ooo, I need a woman child Don't wanna be like Freddie now 'Cause Freddie's dead
Hey-hey Yeah-yeah If you don't try You're gonna die
Why can't we brothers protect one another? No one's serious and it makes me furious Don't be misled Just think of Fred
Everybody's misused him Ripped him up and abused him Another junkie plan Pushin' dope for the man a-Freddie's on the corner now If you wanna be a junkie, why? Remember Freddie's dead
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Freddie's dead Hey-hey Ha-ha Love-love Ha-ha Boo-hoo Hey-hey
The Highway Code Composer(s): Horrex Performer(s): Master Singers
The Highway Code part one, the road user on foot, walking alone Where there is a pavement or adequate footpath, use it On a pavement or footpath Do not walk next to the kerb with your back to the traffic Do not step into the road without first looking Where there is no adequate footpath Walk on the right of the road to face oncoming traffic Do not loiter in the roadway or walk along cycle tracks A marching body on the road should keep on the left-hand side It should have look-outs at suitable distances at the front and rear And at night they should carry lights White at the front of the column and red at the rear
Always use subways, footbridges, pedestrian crossings or central refuges when provided Otherwise, cross where you have a clear view of the road both ways Take extra care if your view is limited By stationary vehicles or other obstruc-cions Before you cross, stop at the kerb Look right, look left, and right again Do not cross until the road is clear Then cross at right-angles, keeping a careful lookout all the time
When you have stepped off the kerb onto a Zebra Crossing Which must have black and white stripes, studs and ligh-ted beacons You have the right-of-way But allow approaching vehicles ample time to give way Especially if the road is wet or icy When crossing the road at junctions Lookout for vehicles turning the corner Do not cross the road, either at a Zebra Crossing or elsewhere Against a signal to stop by a Police Officer controlling traffic
Do not get on or off a bus or tram while it is moving Or when it is not at a recogni-zed stopping place Do not step out suddenly from behind a stationary or slowly moving bus or tram If you want to get on one at a request stop Give a clear signal for it to stop And do not step into the road until it has stop-ped
Prepare-red by the Ministry Of Transport And Civil Avia-cion And the Central Office Of Informa-cion
C'est Toujours La Même Chanson
Composer(s): Roger Fernay - Jean Delettre
Performer(s): Lucienne Boyer
Les mots sont toujours les mêmes Je t'aime... Toujours... Et, chaque jour Chacun les lit à son tour
Les mots d'amour que nous nous disons C'est toujours la même chanson On les redit d'une autre façon C'est toujours la même chanson Pourtant, chaque soir, avec les mêmes mots Ton cur à mon cur chante un couplet nouveau Puis vient un refrain que nous connaissons C'est toujours la même chanson
Les mots sont toujours les mêmes Je t'aime... Toujours... Et, chaque jour Chacun les lit à son tour
Les mots d'amour que nous nous disons C'est toujours la même chanson On les redit d'une autre façon C'est toujours la même chanson Pourtant, chaque soir, avec les mêmes mots Ton cur à mon cur chante un couplet nouveau Puis vient un refrain que nous connaissons C'est toujours la même chanson
Freddie, Get Ready Composer(s): Ralph Blane; Harry Warren Performer(s): Doris Day
Bugs: (Spoken:) Freddie, time to get up, it's Easter Time to get up. Did you hear what I said? Freddie, I said time to get ready. F-r-e-d!!! (Sung:) Is there no way of getting that kid out of bed? (Bugs whistles)
Doris: Freddie, I gotta getcha up and dressed, up and dressed
Jack: Freddie, you gotta look your Sunday best, your Sunday best
Doris & Jack: Oh, Freddie, look in the Easter bunny's nest, the bunny's nest Get ready, I've got to get you up and dressed
Bugs: But, he doesn't hear a word I say There doesn't seem to be a way To get him up and dressed today
Doris: He heard the cock-a-doodle-doo Of ev'ry rooster on the clock-a-doodle-doo They're always wakin' up the stock-a-doodle-doo But Freddie doesn't bat an eye
Bugs: Wakin' up is such a terrible shock
Doris & Jack: A-doodle-doo He must be sleeping like a rock-a-doodle-doo I'm gonna give another knock-a-doodle-doo And try to make the feathers fly Put on your shirt, put on your pants You better get dressed, I'll give you one more chance Put on your shoes, put on your hat
Tweety: I tawt I taw a putty tat!
Birds: Come on Fred, get out of bed I know you heard what they said Hurry on, hurry on, hurry on, do Mister Trouble hasn't got a thing on you
Jack: Wash your hands and wash your face And part your hair the proper place
Doris: Wash wherever dirt appears And don't forget behind your ears
Bugs: Get your shirt and get your pants You haven't got another chance
Jack: Get your coat and get your hat And get your blue and white cravat
Doris: Brush your teeth and shine your shoes And hurry, there's no time to lose
Bugs: If you dawdle, I'm afraid You're gonna miss the big parade
C'est Toi Que J'aime
Composer(s): Jacques Plante - Claude Carrère - A. Salvet
Performer(s): Sheila
Quand on s'est quittés l'autre soir Tu ne m'as même pas dit bonsoir Mais je ne peux pas t'en vouloir Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime
Je t'ai contrarié je le sais Mais je ne l'ai pas fait exprès A présent j'en ai du regret Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime
Chez les amoureux de toujours Ce sont des choses qui arrivent Des choses que l'on voit tous les jours Chez tous ceux qui s'aiment d'amour
Aujourd'hui je m'ennuie de toi Alors je fais le premier pas Une autre fois ce sera toi Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime
Oublions ce qui s'est passé Oublions qu'on s'est fait de la peine Tu pourrais m'emmener danser Et tout serait vite effacé
Ce serait vraiment malheureux De rester fâcher tous les deux Nous pourrions être si heureux Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime
Oublions ce qui s'est passé Oublions qu'on s'est fait de la peine Il vaut mieux ne plus y penser Et ne jamais recommencer
Une petite querelle entre nous Ça ne peut pas compter beaucoup Tu sais bien que par dessus tout Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime Tu sais bien que par dessus tout Ouho oh oh oh c'est toi que j'aime
Fred Bear Composer(s): Ted Nugent Performer(s): Ted Nugent
There I was back in the wild again I felt right at home, where I belong I had the feeling, coming over me again Just like it happened so many times before Eh The Spirit of the Woods is like an old good friend Makes me feel warm and good inside I knew his name and it was good to see him again 'Cause in the wind he's still alive Oh Fred Bear Walk with me down the trails again Take me back, back where I belong Fred Bear I'm glad to have you at my side my friend and I'll join you in the big hunt before too long before too long It was kinda dark, another misty dusk it came from a tangle down below I tried to remember everything you taught me so well I had to decide which way to go Was I alone or in a hunter's dream 'Cause the moment of truth was here and now I felt his touch I felt his guiding hand The buck was mine forever more!! (chorus repeats twice)
The Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man Composer(s): Cab Calloway - B. Harding - Jack Palmer Performer(s): Cab Calloway
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man I can really do wonders, I can If you've got the misery Bring your misery to me I'm that Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man I do things on a miracle plan If the blues are hangin' 'round And the devil's got you down See the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
Hi-de-hi! Ho-oh-oh-oh!
Sister Green came to me for my love recipe Said she'd heard about my miracle plan Sister Green is now okay Takes a treatment everyday From the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man! Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi! Ho-lo-lo-lo!
Brother Jones lived in sin He couldn't stop drinking gin And he heeded my miracle plan Now he brings his gin to me I get drunk instead, you see I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man! Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi! Ho-oh-oh-oh!
Yesterday, you know, I got a line From good old Father Divine He was jealous of my good miracle plan You know, I was cuttin' in, you see Now, we're partners, him and me I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man! Yowza!
He's the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
I'm the Hi- I'm the Ho- I'm the Hi-De-Ho Miracle Man!
C'est Toi Le Plus Fort
Composer(s): Raymond Asso - René Cloërec
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Ah, c'que t'es grand! T'as une belle gueule Et quand ton rire m'a croché le cur Parc' que j'suis v'nue vers toi toute seule Sans que tu m'cherches Tu fais le crâneur Et, sur le boulevard Quand tu te balades Tu marches comme un bel animal Tu regardes les femmes Ça m'rend malade Et tu le sais bien Qu'ça m'fait du mal Mais j'te dis rien Parce que je t'aime Souffrir par toi C'est bon tout d'même Tu pourrais m'faire Plus de mal encore Que j'dirais rien Alors t'es fort
Parce que t'es grand Moi toute petite Et que tes poings Ont l'air d'être lourds J'dis toujours oui Et t'en profites Et j't'obéis Tu gagnes toujours Ah... t'es pas méchant T'es un peu brute C'est pas d'ta faute Si t'es comm' ça Et puis moi J'aime pas les disputes J'ai peur des coups On s'refait pas Alors j'dis rien Parce que je t'aime Et qu't'obéir C'est bon tout d'même Puis ça vaut mieux Car j'aurais tort Y a qu'à nous voir C'est toi le plus fort
Mais y a des jours Où t'es plus l'même Quand t'as l'cafard Ou des ennuis Quand t'as besoin d'sentir Qu'on t'aime Et ces jours-là Tu deviens tout petit Alors j'te prends Sur ma poitrine J'écoute ton cur Et c'est très doux J'deviens toute grande Et j'te câline J'suis presque heureuse Et j'oublie tout Là, dans mes bras T'oses plus rien dire T'as sur les lèvres Un beau sourire Et, comme un petit môme Tu t'endors Ben là... vraiment C'est toi l'plus fort
Freckles Composer(s): Jimmy Dean Performer(s): The Oak Ridge Boys; David Briggs
Theyd all call her Freckles
when summer was coming around All the kids that were running and laughing and sun turned to brown And Id find her crying and hurt by the words that they said And follow her home just trying to be her friend
And Id say Freckles Youre pretty Theres a rainbow on your face Do you want to know a secret? None of them could take your place Cause youre different And special And shed hold my hand and sigh And say I always want to see me through your eyes
But summers just turn into winters and then into years And slowly the smile of a woman replaced all her tears And somehow I knew in a while that my friend would be gone As I watched a sad ugly duckling turn into a swan
And I said Freckles Youre special And shed hold my hand and sigh And say I always want to see me through your eyes
But soon she was flying, dancing, laughing and proud And I took my place, a face alone in the crowd Knowing her lovers cant see past her smooth golden skin And thats how I know that Freckles will come back again
And Ill say Freckles I love you Theres a rainbow on your face And shell be smiling though her teardrops As she runs to my embrace Freckles Youre special And shell take my hand and sigh And say I only want to see me through your eyes
The Hideaway Composer(s): Jimmy Webb Performer(s): The 5th Dimension
Time is such a draggy element Like an elephant you must ride That's a dull routine in any case Got to be a place you can hide
You gotta get away from it all And let it all hang out We could be having a ball if you'd take down your wall And get out of that stall you're living in
You don't like my basic attitude You think I am rude, and I may be I got no responsibility Dependability I'm so free
You gotta get away from it all And let it all hang out We could be having a ball if you'd take down your wall And get out of that stall you're living in
You're almost a winner You got yourself together If you would just untie your tether and be free
Cold is such a chilly temperature Are you really sure you're that kind? Careful if you smile,your face may break That would really shake up your mind
You gotta get away from it all And let it all hang out We could be having a ball if you'd take down your wall And get out of that stall you're living in
C'est Si Peu Dire Que Je T'aime
Composer(s): Louis Aragon - Jean Ferrat
Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Comme une étoffe déchirée On vit ensemble séparés Dans mes bras je te tiens absente Et la blessure de durer Faut-il si profond qu'on la sente Quand le ciel nous est mesuré
C'est si peu dire que je t'aime
Cette existence est un adieu Et tous les deux nous n'avons d'yeux Que pour la lumière qui baisse Chausser des bottes de sept lieues En se disant que rien ne presse Voilà ce que c'est qu'être vieux
C'est si peu dire que je t'aime
C'est comme si jamais jamais Je n'avais dit que je t'aimais Si je craignais que me surprenne La nuit sur ma gorge qui met Ses doigts gantés de souveraine Quand plus jamais ce n'est le mai
C'est si peu dire que je t'aime
Lorsque les choses plus ne sont Qu'un souvenir de leur frisson Un écho des musiques mortes Demeure la douleur du son Qui plus s'éteint plus devient forte C'est peu des mots pour la chanson
C'est si peu dire que je t'aime Et je n'aurai dit que je t'aime
Fraulein Composer(s): Lawton Williams Performer(s): Bobby Helms; and various other artists
Far across the blue water lives an old German's daughter By the banks of the old river Rhine Where I loved her and left her but I can't forget her I miss my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein, look up toward the heavens Each night when the stars start to shine By the same stars above you, I swear that I love you You are my pretty Fraulein
When my memories wander a-way over yonder To the sweetheart that I left behind In a moment of glory a face comes before me The face of my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein, walk down by the river Pretend that your hand's holdin' mine By the same stars above you I swear that I love you You are my pretty Fraulein
The Herring Song (Traditional) Performer(s): Robin Williamson
As many fine fishes as swim with the tide Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling My herrings the king of them all in their pride Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling Sing fishes, sing tide, sing king, sing pride Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling And indeed I have more of my herring to sing Sing aberamvane, sing aberoling
What do you think I made of his eyes? Forty five puddings and forty five pies
What do you think I made of his mouth? As many red cherries as grow in the South
What do you think I made of his tail? The finest ship that ever set sail
What do you think I made of his belly? A sweet little girl and her name it was Nelly
The man in the wilderness said to me "How many strawberries grow in the sea?" I answered him as I thought goo "As many red herring as grow in the wood"
