Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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House Of Singing Bamboo Composer(s): Arthur Freed - Harry Warren Performer(s): Rosemary Clooney; Adolph Deutsch; Guy Mitchell
Got a place in the sun A particular one On a tropical avenue Far away from it all That I happily call The house of singing bamboo On the windier days Seems an orchestra plays On a musical breeze for you Like a merry salute From a heavenly flute To the house of singing bamboo So here I'll stay, nevermore to roam From my new old-fashioned South Sea home You don't have to count sheep That's for "Little Bo Peep" You can sleep till the sun peeks through You can dream any dream For you know that your dreams come true When you live in a house In a house of singing bamboo
Freebootin' Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman; Richard M. Sherman Performer(s): Johnny Whitaker & Jeff East
Tom and Huck: Freebootin' Freebootin' Kickin' up our feet in the sand Freebootin' Freebootin' Livin' off the fat of the land
Got no doors to shut us in We got no ties that bind Rollin' down the road to sin Without no never mind
Huck: Like a big fat cow A-chewin' on her cud
Tom: Like a cat fish grubbin' In the bottom of the mud
Huck: We're happy as a coot And we don't give a hoot
Tom and Huck: Ain't we fine?
Freebootin' Freebootin' Kickin' up our feet in the sand Freebootin' Freebootin' Livin' off the fat of the land
Nobody's tellin' us when to rise Or when to sleep or eat Nobody's here to criticize Or whack us on the seat
Like a hog in the slime We're wallerin' our time Doin' what we're doin' And it ain't no crime We don't give a dang Let the world go hang Ain't life sweet? Freebootin' Freebootin' Kickin' up our feet in the sand Freebootin' Freebootin' Livin' off the fat of the land
We're thick as thieves And tough as mules We don't know wrong from right Got no bounds Got no rules We don't know day from night
We got no worries We just don't care Mean as a buzzard And hungry as a bear Better steer clear And you better beware We may bite!
The House Is Haunted (By The Echo Of Your Last Goodbye)
The House Is Haunted (By The Echo Of Your Last Goodbye)
Composer(s): Billy Rose - Basil Adlam
Performer(s): Mel Tormé
and multiple other artists
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye
The house is haunted by the mem'ries that refuse to die
I can't get away from a vision that brings
Intimate glimpses of intimate things
A voice in my heart like a torch singer sings
I wonder who's kissing her now?
The house is haunted by the echo of your fav'rite song
The place is cluttered up with mem'ries that have lived too long
Much too long
The ceiling is white, but the shadows are black
The ghost in my heart says she'll never come back
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye
I'll never forget you, I'll never forget you
The house is haunted by the echo of your last goodbye
C'est What? Composer(s): Rick Davies Performer(s): Supertramp
Yes I've been waiting Waiting patiently and waiting
Well if you ever feeling sorry So sorry for yourself And they tell you not to worry Just leave your problems on the shelf
C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? That's what they tell you C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? Day and night
You're on the inside looking outside Wishing you were somewhere else But you sit back with reservations As you count up all your unearned wealth
C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? Ah they're sayin' it again C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? You know it and I know it too
Well let me tell you a story Like the ones I used to know 'Bout love and all its glory Well I'm sorry but it just ain't so
It took a long time just to get even If you know just what I mean So let's call it even Steven In the land of broken dreams
C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? Ah they're at it again C'est what? C'est what, oh well C'est what? Every day and every night I can't take it anymore
Gonna get it, don't sweat it Don't apologize, it's all around you Gonna get it, don't sweat it Don't apologize, it's all around you
You may never be all that you wanna be Deep down inside you, you know it will never be No bed of roses or walk down the avenue Culturally, socially, people walk over you Get with the program and make with the attitude Life is a dream if you face it my friend
Free Bird Composer(s): Allen Collins; Ronnie Van Zant Performer(s): Lynyrd Skynyrd
If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be travelling on, now 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see But, if I stayed here with you, girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you can not change Lord knows, I can't change
Bye, bye, it's been a sweet love Though this feeling I can't change But please don't take it badly 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame But, if I stayed here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you'll never change And this bird you can not change Lord knows, I can't change Lord help me, I can't change
You Are My Heart's Delight ((aka My Heart Is Yours Alone (Richard Tauber) - 1931)) ((German Version: Dein ist mein ganzes Herz (Richard Tauber) - 1929)) Composer(s): Franz Lehár - Harry Graham Performer(s): Richard Tauber - 1931 and multiple other artists
You are my hearts delight And where you are, I long to be You make my darkness bright When like a star you shine on me Shine, then, my whole life through Your life divine bids me hope anew That dreams of mine may at last come true And I shall hear you whisper, I love you
In dreams when night is falling I seem to hear you calling For you have cast a net around me And neath a magic spell hath bound me Yours, yours alone A wondrous air is your beautiful hair Bright as a summer sky is the night in your eyes Soft as a sparkling star is the warmth of my love
You are my hearts delight And where you are, I long to be You make my darkness bright When like a star you shine on me Shine, then, my whole life through Your life divine bids me hope anew That dreams of mine may at last come true And I shall hear you whisper, I love you
C'est Vrai
Composer(s): Casimir Oberfeld - Albert Willemetz
Performer(s): Mistinguett
Oui c'est moi me voila je m'ramène J'ai vu London j'ai vu Turin L'Autriche-Hongrie Mais de Vienne il fallait que j'revienne Car je n'peux pas moi je vous l'dis M'passer de Paris Ce Paris qui pourtant vous chine tant et tant
On dit que j'aime les aigrettes Les plumes et les toilettes C'est vrai On dit que j'ai la voix qui traîne En chantant mes rengaines C'est vrai Lorsque ça monte trop haut moi je m'arrête Et d'ailleurs on n'est pas ici à l'Opéra On dit que j'ai l'nez en trompette Mais j'serais pas Mistinguett Si j'étais pas comme ça
Que c'est bon quand on vient d'Amsterdam Et qu'on a vu pendant des mois des tas d'pays De retrouver le macadam de Paname Ses autobus et son métro et ses taxis Paris et ses boulevards avec tous ses bobards On dit que j'ai de grandes quenottes Que je n'ai que trois notes C'est vrai On dit que j'aime jouer les arpètes Les marchandes de violettes C'est vrai Mais ne voulant pas chiper aux grandes coquettes Leur dame aux camélias moi j'vends mes bégonias On dit que j'ai de belles gambettes Mais j'serais pas Mistinguett Si j'étais pas comme ça
On dit quand je fais mes emplettes Que j'paye pas c'que j'achète C'est vrai On dit partout et l'on répète Que j'lâche pas mes pépettes C'est vrai Mais si elle faisait comme moi pour sa galette Marianne n'aurait pas un budget aussi bas Et si l'on mettait à la tête des finances Mistinguett On en serait pas là!
Free To Be ... You And Me Composer(s): Bruce Hart; Stephen Lawrence Performer(s): The New Seekers
There's a land that I see where the children are free And I say it ain't far to this land from where we are Take my hand, come with me, where the children are free Come with me, take my hand, and we'll live
In a land where the river runs free In a land through the green country In a land to a shining sea And you and me are free to be you and me
I see a land bright and clear, and the time's comin' near When we'll live in this land, you and me, hand in hand Take my hand, come along, lend your voice to my song Come along, take my hand, sing a song
For a land where the river runs free For a land through the green country For a land to a shining sea For a land where the horses run free And you and me are free to be you and me
Every boy in this land grows to be his own man In this land, every girl grows to be her own woman Take my hand, come with me where the children are free Come with me, take my hand, and we'll run
To a land where the river runs free To a land through the green country To a land to a shining sea To a land where the horses run free To a land where the children are free And you and me are free to be And you and me are free to be And you and me are free to be you and me
The House I Live In (That's America To Me) Composer(s): Lewis Allan - Earl Robinson First release by: Frank Sinatra - 1945 Covered by multiple other artists
What is A-mer-i-ca to me? A name, a map, the flag I see a cer-tain word, "De-moc-ra-cy" What is A-mer-i-ca to me?
The house I live in A plot of earth, a street The groc-er and the butch-er and the peo-ple that I meet The chil-dren in the play-ground, the fac-es that I see All rac-es, all re-lig-ions, that's A-mer-i-ca to me
The place I work in, the work-er at my side The lit-tle town or cit-y where my peo-ple lived and died The "how-dy" and the hand-shake the air of feel-ing free the right to speak my mind out, that's A-mer-i-ca to me
The things I see a-bout me the big things and the small The lit-tle cor-ner news-stand and the house a mile tall The wed-ding and the church-yard, the laugh-ter and the tears The dream that's been a grow-in' for a hun-dred fif-ty years
The town I live in the street, the house, the room The pave-ment of the cit-y, or a gar-den all in bloom The church, the school, the club house The mil-lion lights I see But es-pec-ial-ly the peo-ple That's A-mer-i-ca
(C'est Une) Honky Tonk Woman
((Adapted from: Honky Tonk Woman (by The Rolling Stones) - 1969))
((German Version: Die Beislhur (by Peter Schleicher) - 1979))
Composer(s): Mick Jagger - Keith Richards - Long Chris
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1974
Pour aller au bar j'ai quitté ma maison Avec le blues accroché à mes talons J'ai trouvé une fée d'amour sur ma route Elle m'a donné elle me voulait aucun doute
C'est une honky tonk woman Fini, fini, fini le honky tonk blues C'est une honky tonk woman Et c'est fini, fini, fini, le honky tonk blues
Après quelques verres je ne savais plus qui j'étais Mais cette fille certainement le savais De toutes ses amies pas une n'étais jalouse Nous avons fais l'amour à un contre douze
C'est une honky tonk woman Fini, fini, fini le honky tonk blues C'est une honky tonk woman Et c'est fini, fini, fini, le honky tonk blues
C'est une honky tonk woman Fini, fini, fini le honky tonk blues C'est une honky tonk woman Fini, fini, fini, le honky tonk blues...
The Hostage Composer(s): Giorgio Moroder - Pete Bellotte Performer(s): Donna Summer
Lady: Hallo
Kidnapper: Lady we've just kidnapped your husband Have $800,000 ready by tomorrow night and lady no police or you'll never see your husband alive again
Lady: Hallo I remember standing there so petrified my hand frozen to the phone as a stranger's words that caught in my ears and chilled me to the bone Some dark tragedy had come right home to me they'd kidnapped my man and his life was in their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage His life was at the mercy of their hands He was a hostage, a hostage His life depending on their gold demands
Lady: Hallo
Kidnapper: Lady, here's your husband through to warn not to play any games
Husband: Hi honey listen I'm okay Just make sure you do whatever they tell you and whatever you do don't go to the police!
Lady: Well I couldn't raise that kinda money fast so I was left no other choice so I called the police and they came in fast saying "leave it up to us just do as they told the ransom's in this bag we'll watch over you and we'll have your husband back too"
He was a hostage, a hostage His life was at the mercy of their hands He was a hostage, a hostage His life depending on their gold demands
Lady: Hallo
Kidnapper: Listen very carefully lady Drive out to the abandoned shack on Highway 16 throw the package of money out the window and keep driving and remember lady no police! Well my heart was heavy as I made that drive I was sure something was wrong I soon found the shack I threw out the bag and I just kept driving on Then the shots rang out and I turned my car about On the ground one lay but the other one had gotten away
He was a hostage, a hostage His life was at the mercy of their hands He was a hostage, a hostage His life depending on their gold demands
Lady: Well they found my husband a few days later Yes, the funeral's tomorrow
C'est Une Gamine Charmante
Composer(s): Albert Willernetz - Francis Solar - Henri Christiné
Performer(s): André Bourvil
Quand je la croisai l'autre soir, c'était à minuit rue d'Athènes La voyant seule qui se promène, je lui dis: "Mon enfant, bonsoir" J'ajoutai: "À cette heure indue, que faites-vous donc dans la rue?" Naïvement, et sans savoir, elle me dit: "Je fais le trottoir"
C'est une gamine charmante, charmante, charmante Qui possède une âme innocente, innocente En elle tout est poésie, poésie Elle répond au joli nom d'Aspasie
Devant la blancheur et l'éclat de son cou plus blanc que l'albâtre Je lui dis: "Quel coup de théâtre, quel coup du ciel, quel coup d'état!" "Oh!", fit-elle d'un p'tit air honnête, "Vous n'connaissez que mon coup d'tête Mais vous serez chipé, je l'crains, quand vous connaîtrez mon coup de rein!"
C'est une gamine charmante, charmante, charmante Qui possède une âme innocente, innocente En elle tout est poésie, poésie Elle répond au joli nom d'Aspasie
Free Ride Composer(s): Dan Hartman Performer(s): The Edgar Winter Group; and various other artists
The mountain is high, the valley is low And you're confused 'bout which to go So I flew in to give you a hand And lead you into, the promised land
Chorus:
Come on and take a free ride, free ride Come on and take it by my side Come on and take a free ride!
All over the country, I'm seeing the same Nobody's winning, at this type of game We got to do better, it's time to begin You know all the answers Must come from within
Chorus
Chorus
Come on and take a free ride yea, yea, yea, yea......
The Host, The Ghost, The Most Holy-O Composer(s): VanVliet Performer(s): Captain Beefheart
Why, not even a rustler'd have anything to do with this branded bum steer world this pirate flag headlong disaster course vessel misguided charted this nautical numbskull hull sink in silence smoke - blow your chest out in hope sits spread-eagle on poor men piled high on truth mountain - last speak in clarity's chain you'll not be thrown but dive and sink your pockets filled with earthly burdens when they could be filled with light and back with wings the sky is dark in daytime and still the blackbird's beauty lyrics clean sing ye brothers and end this miserable thing and brush the dark sky in light and let the moon bell crack and ring upon the mast of mercy for she is a beautiful thing I watched her cut with clarity the sea of Satan's red rolling water that stung my eyes with vile vile brine and clung to the vine that choked Mary's only Son God in vain to slaughter I can't darken your dark cross door no more the light lovely one with the nothing door and oh that pours life water
C'est Une Fille Comme Toi! Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
C'est une fille comme toi Qu'il me faut à moi J'ai le cur qui bondit Dès que je te vois Je te trouve du tonnerre Tu as tout pour me plaire Pourtant tu ne fais rien pour ça
Une fille comme toi J'en avais rêvé Tu es là devant moi Et je suis comblé Ton être se délivre Et c'est ma joie de vivre Que dans tes yeux je vois briller
J'ai du soleil plein la tête Et tout me semble beau Je veux crier Crier à tous les échos oh oh oh
C'est une fille comme toi Qu'il me faut à moi Les copains c'est certain N'en reviendrons pas Tu me dis que tu m'aimes Ma vie est sans problèmes Avec une fille comme toi
J'ai du soleil plein la tête Et tout me semble beau Je veux crier Crier à tous les échos oh oh oh
C'est une fille comme toi Qu'il me faut à moi Les copains c'est certain N'en reviendrons pas Tu me dis que tu m'aimes Ma vie est sans problèmes Avec une fille comme toi
Free Man In Paris Composer(s): Joni Mitchell Performer(s): Joni Mitchell; and various other artists
"The way I see it," he said "You just can't win it... Everybody's in it for their own gain You can't please 'em all There's always somebody calling you down I do my best And I do good business There's a lot of people asking for my time They're trying to get ahead They're trying to be a good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive There was nobody calling me up for favors And no one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song I deal in dreamers And telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If l had my way I'd just walk out those doors And wander Down the Champs Elysees Going cafe to cabaret Thinking how I'll feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was calling me up for favors No one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star maker machinery Behind the popular song
The Horses Composer(s): Walter Becker - Rickie Lee Jones First release by: Rickie Lee Jones - 1989
We will fly way on high Where the cool winds blow Or in the sun laughing having fun With all the people we know If the situation should keep us separated I know the world won't fall apart You will free the beautiful bird Caught inside your heart
Can you see her oh she flies so proud Cast her wild wings over water and cloud
That's the way it's gonna be little darling We'll go riding on the horses Way up in the sky little darling If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up
You will grow until you go I'll be right there by your side Even then a whispering wind Will call me to you in the night I hear all the people of the world In my one bird's cry I see them trying every way they know To make their spirits fly
Can you see her moonlight in her eye Coming from under my wing You were born to fly
That's the way it's gonna be, little darling We'll go riding on the horses Way up in the sky little darling If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up
C'est Une Andalouse
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc
Pauvre loup tremblant et blessé Mon cur pleure sa vieille liberté Depuis que les dents farouches D'un monstre hâlé Déchirent mon cur et mon passé
C'est une Andalouse Et elle peut prendre ma vie Quand elle sourit Quand elle se fait douce Elle me blesse aussi tant pis...
C'est une Andalouse Et son cur insoumis Dévore ma vie Et sans qu'on la pousse Elle peut tuer aussi, tant pis Mon Dieu bénissez les brebis À qui l'amour simple est permis Au fond de quels orages De quelles mêlées Fût créé ce monstre pressé
C'est une Andalouse Et elle peut prendre ma vie Quand elle sourit Quand elle se fait douce Elle me blesse aussi tant pis...
Au fond de ta vie toi qui ris Toi qui te crois bien à l'abri Demande aux dieux superbes, de ton pays De t'épargner cette angoissée
C'est une Andalouse Et elle peut prendre ma vie Quand elle sourit Quand elle se fait douce Elle me blesse aussi tant pis...
