Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Man Comes Around Composer(s): Johnny Cash First release by: Johnny Cash - 2002 Covered by multiple other artists
There's a man going around taking names And he decides who to free and who to blame Everybody won't be treated all the same There'll be a golden ladder reaching down When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up At the terror in each sip and in each sup Will you partake of that last offered cup? Or disappear into the potter's ground When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling, voices crying Some are born and some are dying It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom Then the father hen will call his chickens home The wise man will bow down before the thrown And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still Listen to the words long written down When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penny pound When the Man comes around
Chez Moi
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King - R. Revil - M. Simille
Performer(s): Dalida
Chez moi oh oh oh Chez moi Y avait le ciel bleu sur la mer Le pain blanc comme le sable Et le soleil rouge du désert Oh oh oh le jasmin Dans les branches Ami de mes jeunes désirs Mais je ne crois plus au retour Car chez moi n'est qu'un souvenir
Y avait là l'odeur de la terre Le vent chaud de notre plage Ou tes lèvres avaient un goût amer
Je voudrais m'en aller Loin des villes Chez moi je voudrais revenir Mais je ne crois plus au retour Car je le sais Qu'à tout jamais Chez moi N'est plus qu'un souvenir
Razzle Dazzle Composer(s): Charles E. Calhoun Performer(s): Bill Haley & His Comets
On your mark (on your mark!) Get set (get set!) Now ready (ready!) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long Now here's a dance (a-waka-do, waka-do) Everyone can do (a-waka-do, waka-do) It's the hipster's dance (a-waka-do, waka-do) And the square cats too (a-waka-do, waka-do) Won't you take a chance (a-waka-do, waka-do) This is all you do (a-waka-do, waka-do) You just take your baby Don't you leave that spot Then you dance like crazy Give it all you got That's the razzle dazzle If your ready or not On your mark (on your mark) Get set (get set) Now ready (ready) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long
Let's get together (get together) One, two and three (one, two and three) Jumping to the setter (to the setter) Just you and me (just you and me) Put your best foot forward (waka-do, waka-do) Baby can't you see (baby can't you see) When you hear them holler And you ain't nowhere Honey, you just foller 'Cause we're sure not square That's the razzle dazzle Well, it's everywhere On your mark (on your mark) Get set (get set) Now ready (ready) go! Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle If it's all night long Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle Everybody razzle dazzle A-going on and off If it's all night long That's the razzle dazzle Razzle dazzle song
Chez Max Coiffeur Pour Hommes Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Chez Max coiffeur pour hommes Où un jour j'entrais comme Par hasard me faire raser la couenne Et rafraîchir les douilles Je tombe sur cette chienne Shampouineuse Qui aussitôt m'aveugle par sa beauté païenne Et ses mains savonneuses Elle se penche et voilà ses doudounes Comme deux rahat-loukoums À la rose qui rebondissent sur ma nuque boum boum Je pense à la fille du Calife De la mille et deuxième nuit Et sens la pointe d'un canif Me percer le cur je luis dis "Petite je te sors ce soir ok" Elle a d'abord un petit rire comme un hoquet Puis sous le sirocco du séchoir Dans mes cheveux La petite garce laisse choir "Je veux"
Razor Boy Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen Performer(s): Steely Dan; Billy Goodrum
I hear you are singing a song of the past I see no tears I know that you know it may be the last For many years You'd gamble or give anything To be in with the better half But how many friends must I have To begin with to make you laugh
Chorus: Will you still have a song to sing When the razor boy comes And take your fancy things away Will you still be singing it On that cold and windy day
You know that the coming is so close at hand You feel all right I guess only women in cages can stand This kind of night I guess only women in cages Can play down The things they lose You think no tomorrow will come When you lay down You can't refuse
The Maker Said Take Her Composer(s): Mark Wright - Ron Rogers Performer(s): Alabama
I was taught to believe Never to doubt The man up above knew what hes Talking about So when I heard that voice So loud and clear Speak to my heart I knew that she must be near The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life And treat her right I never was the one To listen very well I walk my own way And felt what I felt The further out of touch With the master plan Well she was like a flight to the promised land The maker said take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right He placed an angle in the palm of my hand And for once in my life I obeied his commands Ill take her and love her forever Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be a heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right Just treat her right Take care of her for life Never forsake her dont be no heart breaker The maker said take her And treat her right Just treat her right For Life
J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita J'offrirai le champagne À ses filles sans joie On se fera la fête Jusqu'au petit matin J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville gaie J'irai chez Casino Je prendrai mes souvenirs Mon avenir et ma peau Et je jouerai coup sec Le tout sur le zéro J'irai dans la ville basse Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA Je chercherai un chien Un plus perdu que moi Si je n'en trouve pas J'irai voir côté chat J'irai dans la ville triste Rue de la SPA
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Quand je serai trop vieux Pour dire je t'aime et le faire Quand je serai trop vieux Pour espérer vivre vieux Avant de quitter ici-bas Avant de grimper au bon Dieu Je ferai une de ces noubas Chez Madame Lolita
Rawhide Composer(s): Ned Washington; Dimitri Tiomkin Performer(s): Frankie Laine; and various other artists
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Though the streams are swollen.. Keep them doggies rollin' Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather He'll bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side All the things I'm missin Good viddles love and kissin Are waitin at the end of my ride
Chorus:
Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Head em' up,..... move em' on Move em' on,..... Head em' up,....... Rawhide! Cut em' out,..... ride em' in,..... ride em' in,.... cut em' out, Cut em' out,.......Ride em'in .... Rawhide!.....
Keep movin', movin', movin' Though their dissaprovin' Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Don't try to understand them, Just rope, throw and brand em' Soon we'll be livin' high and wide My hearts calculatin' My true love will be waitin' Be waitin' at the end of my ride
Dettagli ((Adapted from: Detalhes (Roberto Carlos) - 1971)) Composer(s): Roberto Carlos - Erasmo Carlos - Bruno Lauzi Performer(s): Ornella Vanoni - 1973
E' inutile tentare di dimenticare per molto tempo ancora nella vita dovrai cercare dettagli cosi' piccoli che tu non sei ancora pronto per capire ma che comnunque contano per dire chi siamo noi se vedi un'altra donna camminare nella tua via e ti ricordi quando c'ero io la colpa e'tutta sua il ritmo bilanciato del suo passo sono ritagli di dettagli se no perche' ti stai immediatamente ricordando proprio di me io so che un'altra donna sta inventando una frase fatta di parole come quelle che ho gia' detto mi sembra matta non credo che ti voglia cosi'tanto bene errori di grammatica lei non ne fa e senza errori non si ha mai felicita' e se farai l'amore con qualcuno fallo tacendo perche' se dici a un'altra il nome mio ti stai sbagliando non tutti hanno piacere di sentire parlare di qualcuno che non c'e' sono dettagli che fanno capire che pensi a me non dirmi che nel cuore non ti resta piu' quasi niente a furia di dettagli stai cambiando e gia' si sente la piccola scintilla fa il grande incendio
Raven In The Snow Composer(s): Bill Miller; John Flanagan Performer(s): Bill Miller
With the wings of sorrow, I have taken flight
Cloaked in the darkness like a thief in the night
I have watched the farmer planting in his field
And known that what he sows, is there for me to steal
I take what I need, never more, never more
In the art of survival, there's no rich there's no poor
Time passes by, kingdoms come and go
I've seen it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have watched the seekers searching for their gold
The rape of the land, generations unfold
Nations of the world, their rise and their fall
I've watched it all, I'm a raven in the snow
I have heard the crying, wailing in the wind
Empty words and broken promises, time and time again
Song of the sparrow, call of the crow
Echo in the mountain and the valley's below
The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away
The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray
You can separate the flock still my colors would show
I will stand out, like a raven in the snow
The Maker Composer(s): Daniel Lanois First release by: Daniel Lanois - 1989
Oh, Oh deep water Black, and cold like the night I stand with arms wide open I've run a twisted mile I'm a stranger in the eyes of the maker
I could not see for fog in my eyes I could not feel for the fear in my life From across the great divide In the distance I saw a light Jean Baptiste walking to me with the maker
My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away I'm not a stranger in the hands of the maker
Brother John Have you seen the homeless daughters standing there with broken wings I have seen the flaming swords there over east of Eden burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker burning in the eyes of the maker
Chez Laurette
Composer(s): Michel Delpech - Roland Vincent
First release by: Michel Delpech - 1975
Covered by multiple other artists
À sa façon de nous app'ler ses gosses On voyait bien qu'ell' nous aimait beaucoup C'était chez ell' que notre argent de poche Disparaissait dans les machines à sous
Après les cours on allait boire un verre Quand on entrait Laurette souriait Et d'un seul coup nos leçons nos problèmes Disparaissaient quand ell' nous embrassait
C'était bien, chez Laurette Quand on faisait la fête Elle venait vers nous.. Lau - rette
C'é tait bien, c'était chouette Quand on était fauché Elle payait pour nous.. Lau - rette
Et plus encore afin qu'on soit tranquille Dans son café y avait un coin pour nous On s'y mettait pour voir passer les filles Et j'en connais qui nous plaisaient beaucoup
Si par hasard on avait l'âme en peine Laurette seule savait nous consoler Ell' nous parlait et l'on riait quand même En un clin d'il ell' pouvait tout changer
C'était bien chez Laurette On y retournera Pour ne pas l'oublier Iaurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette
Ce s'ra bien ce s'ra chouette Et l'on reparlera, Des histoir's du passé Chez Laurette
Rave On!
((French Version: C'est Bon (Johnny Hallyday) - 1975))
Composer(s): Norman Petty - Bill Tilghman - Sonny West
First recording/First release by: Sonny West - 1957/1958
Covered by multiple other artists
We-a-he-a-hell, the little things you say and do Make me want to be with you-ah-ou
Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and I know it's got me reeling I'm so glad... that you're revealing Your love for me
Rave on, rave on and tell me Tell me... not to be lonely Tell me... you love me only Rave on for me
Rave on, it's a crazy feeling and I know it's got me reeling I'm so glad... that you're revealing Your love for me
Rave on, rave on and tell me Tell me... not to be lonely Tell me... you love me only Rave on for me
The Maid With The Bonny Brown Hair (Traditional) Performer(s): Cathal McConnel & Boys From The Lough
As once I roved out very early To view the green meadows in Spring It was down by the side of a river I heard a fair damsel did sing
And I stood in completest amazement I gazed on that maiden so fair She appeared to me brighter than Venus That maid with the bonny brown hair
Her eyes they did shine like diamonds Her cheeks like the red rose in June Her skin was as white as the lily And her breath had the rarest perfume
And a dress of the best speckled velvet This charming wee lass she did wear And chains of bright gold and pure silver Were twined in her bonny brown hair
For a long while we courted together Till at last we named the wedding day And one day while conversing together Very kindly to me she did say
"O, it's I have another far kinder My land and my fortune to share So farewell to you now and forever" Said the maid with the bonny brown hair
As I walked down by the river I spied a ship from the proud land of Spain They were singing and dancing with pleasure But mine was a heart full of pain
And as the ship sailed down the river I espied my old sweetheart so fair Quite content in the arms of another Was the maid with the bonny brown hair
So farewell to my friends and relations Perchance I shall see you no more And when I'm in far distant nations Sure I'll sigh for my dear native shore
When I'm in some far distant nation My land and my fortune to share I hope I'll get someone more kinder Than the maid with the bonny brown hair
Cheyenne (Shy Ann) Composer(s): Harry H. Williams; Egbert Van Alstyne Performer(s): Billy Murray
Way out in old Wyoming long ago Where coyotes lurk while night winds howl and blow A cowboy's lusty voice rang out "Hello" And echoed through the valley down below Then came back a maiden's answer sweet and clear Cowboy tossed his hat up in the air Said he, "I've come to take you right away from here Cheyenne they say is miles away, but they've a preacher there" Then she just drooped her eye, she was so very shy So shy, oh my!, and then he made reply
Oooh-oooh-oooh Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony There's room here for two, Dear But after the ceremony We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one On my pony from old Cheyenne
They rode that night and nearly half the day Cheyenne was sixty-seven miles away But when at last they galloped up the street The cowboy's pride was really hard to beat On his arm, his future bride a-carrying But beneath the little church's dome Said she, "I feel like turning back, not marrying" His face got red and then he said, "You will or you'll walk home If you ride back today, you honour and obey" "I will" she cried, then he was heard to say
Oooh-oooh-oooh Shy Ann, shy Ann, hop on my pony There's room here for two, Dear But after the ceremony We'll both ride back home, Dear, as one On my pony from old Cheyenne
Rats Composer(s): Syd Barrett Performer(s): Syd Barrett
Got it hit down spot knock inside a spider says: "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" says: "That's love - All know it TV, teeth, feet, peace, feel it... "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
like the fall that brings me to I like the fall that brings me to I like the cord around sinew I make a cord around sinew
Duck, the way to least is less Tea craving of the metal west 'ell tomorrow's rain and test 'ell tomorrow's rain and test Love an empty son and guess Love an empty son and guess pimples dangerous and blessed
Heaving, arriving, tinkling mingling jets and statuettes seething wet we meeting fleck seething wet we meeting fleck lines and winds and crib and half each fair day I give you half of each fair day I give you half I look into your eyes and you, flathe in the sun for you...
Bam, spastic, tactile engine heaving, crackle, slinky, dormy, roofy, wham I'll have them, fried bloke broken jardy, cardy, smoocho, moocho, paki, pufftle sploshette moxy, very smelly, cable, gable, splintra, channel top the seam he's taken off
rats, rats lay down flat we don't need you, we act like that and if you think you're un-loved then we know about that... rats, rats, lay down flat! yes, yes, yes, yes, lay down flat!
As I came down from Tottenham Upon a market day 'Twas there I spied a bonny lass Her clothing was so gay Her journey was to London With buttermilk and whey So we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
God speed fair maid, says I to her You are well overtook At that she cast her head aside And gave to me a look That was as full of lechery As letters in a book And we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
And as we walked along the road Together side by side This pretty maid of Tottenham Her garter came untied For fear that she might lose it Look out sweetheart, I cried Your garter's coming down my love Sing fal the dal diddle al day
O now you've been so venturesome So venturesome and free O now you've been so venturesome Will you tie it up for me? O yes, o yes, if you'll come To the undergrove with me So we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
I took her to the undergrove Among the grass so green The fair maid spread her legs so wide That I fell in between Such tying of a garter You have but seldom seen And we both jogged on together, my boys Sing fal the dal diddle al day
O now you've had your will of me Pray tell to me your name Likewise your occupation From where and whence you came My name is Johnny the Rover From Dublin town I came And I live alongside of the Ups and Downs Sing fal the dal diddle al day
So when she came to Tottenham Her butter was not sold By losing of her maidenhead Which made her blood run cold He's gone, he's gone, he's gone He's not the lad for me For he lives alongside of the Ups and Downs Sing fal the dal diddle al day
Cheyenne
Composer(s): William Lava - Stanley D. Jones
Cheyenne, Cheyenne, where will you be campin' tonight? Lonely man, Cheyenne, will your heart stay free and light? Dream, Cheyenne, of a girl you may never love Move along, Cheyenne, like the restless cloud up above
The wind that blows, that comes and goes, has been your only home But will the wild wind one day cease and you'll no longer roam
Move along, Cheyenne, the next pasture's always so green Driftin' on, Cheyenne don't forget the things you have seen And when you settle down where will it be, Cheyenne Cheyenne!
