Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Corazón English Title: Pearlydumm Composer(s): Th. Tol; Jan Tulip; C. Tol Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Corazón, que te quise corazón y te escapaste una vez, sin decirme adiós Corazón, que andas triste corazón y te hace falta volver, a sentir mi amor, a tener mi amor Sécate los ojos, y no sufras más porque no resisto, el verte llorar Vuela a mis brazos igual que un gorrión ven, ven, ven solitario corazón baja la guardia sin ningún temor ven, ven, que aún te quiero corazón Corazón, no te calles corazón quiero escuchar y curar, todo ese dolor, de tu corazón Alegra esa cara, y vuelve a reír que eres más bonita, cuando estás feliz Vuela a mis brazos igual que un gorrión ven, ven, ven solitario corazón baja la guardia sin ningún temor ven, ven, que aún te quiero corazón Vuela a mis brazos igual que un gorrión ven, ven, ven solitario corazón baja la guardia sin ningún temor ven, ven, que aún te quiero corazón
Run Rabbit Run Composer(s): Noel Gay; Ralph Butler Performer(s): Flanagan & Allen; and various other artists
Run rabbit - run rabbit Run! Run! Run! Run rabbit - run rabbit Run! Run! Run! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Goes the farmer's gun Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run Run rabbit - run rabbit Run! Run! Run! Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun! He'll get by without his rabbit pie So run rabbit - run rabbit Run! Run! Run! Run Adolf, Run Adolf, Run, Run, Run Now that the fun has begun, gun, gun P'raps you'll just allow us to explain What we did once, - we can do again We're making shells by the ton, ton, ton We've got the men and the mon, mon, mon Poor old soul, - you'll need a rabbit-hole So, run Adolf, run Adolf, run, run, run
There's A Lot Of Blue Eyed Marys Down In Maryland Composer(s): Jack Yellen - Milton Ager - Geo. W. Meyer
Maryland, Maryland, you've made chicken famous everywhere Maryland, Maryland, I'm not kickin' but I must declare You've got other chicken too Baby Dolls with eyes of blue They're the sweetest kind Here's what I've got in mind
Maryland, Maryland It's no wonder they've got such blue eyes Maryland, Maryland, they're raised under Heaven's bluest skies Sunbeams find a resting place In each Mary's smiling face Every one's a prize I'm here to put you wise
There's a lot of blue eyed Mary's down in Maryland I'll have you understand, there is no sweeter brand If you want a blue eyed bride just take a ride to Maryland They've got just what you need, yes, indeed Every one comes guaranteed If you want the "best what am," in a wedding gown Be some "Mary's little lamb," follow her around If you'll marry one you'll settle down in Fairyland And raise a lot o' little Mary's down in Maryland
Meu coração não se cansa De ter esperança De um dia ser tudo o que quer Meu coração de criança Não é só a lembrança De um vulto feliz de mulher Que passou por um sonho meu sem dizer adeus E fez dos olhos meus um olhar mais sem fim Meu coração vagabundo Quer guardar o mundo em mim
Run Like The Wind Composer(s): Mike Batt Performer(s): Mike Batt; Barbara Dickson
There's an eagle in the eastern sky turning in the wind Out across the evening, resting on the wing If I had the wings of an eagle There's be no holding me I'd be free, sailing free
Chorus:
One day soon I'm gonna run like the wind One day soon Gonna break away from everything One day soon Nothing in the world's gonna pull me back And nothing's gonna keep me in Gonna run like the wind
And if you should tell me You want to hold me down Before the flow of morning I'd be gone without a sound The more you try to keep me here The less you will succeed Sailing free, sailing free
Run Like Hell Composer(s): David Gilmour; Roger Waters Performer(s): Pink Floyd
You better run like hell You better make your face up in Your favourite disquise With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes With your empty smiler And your hungry heart Iced the bile rising from your quilty post With your nerves in tatters When the cockleshell shattens And the hammers butter Down the door You better run like hell You better run all day And run all night And keeps your dirty feelings Deep inside Take your girlfriend Out tonight You better park the car Well out of sight 'Cos if they catch your in the back scat Trying to pick her looks They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box You better run
There's A Land Of Begin Again Composer(s): Hughie Charles - Ross Parker Performer(s): Vera Lynn and multiple other artists
There's a land of begin again On the other side of the hill Where we learn to love and live again When the world is quiet and still There's a land of begin again And there's not a cloud in the sky Where we'll never have to grieve again And we'll never say goodbye
When all your troubles just surround you And around you skies are grey If you can only keep your eyes on The horizon, not so far away
There's a land of begin again On the other side of the hill Where we learn to love and live again When the world is quiet and still There's a land of begin again And there's not a cloud in the sky Where we'll never have to grieve again And we'll never say goodbye
There aren't any signposts to guide you You don't need permission to stay And you'll find there's something inside you Showing you the way
There's a prize we can win again And together, somehow, we will There's a land of begin again On the other side of the hill
Run For The Roses Composer(s): Robert Hunter; Jerry Garcia Performer(s): Jerry Garcia
Reach for the sun Catch hold of the moon They're both too heavy But what can you do? Reach for the stars Smack into the sky You don't want to live But you're too chicken to die... ---chicken to die---
Run, run Run for the roses Sooner it opens the quicker it closes Man, oh, man Oh friend of mine All good things in all good time All good things in all good time
Reach for the rose Get caught in the briar You're warming to love Next thing there's a fire The trouble with love is its other face You just want the cup you don't want the race No, you don't want the race...
Run, run Run for the roses Sooner it opens the quicker it closes Man, oh, man Oh friend of mine All good things in all good time All good things in all good time
Run for the money Caught short on the rent Big ideas but the money's all spent If you got the do-re I got the mi And I got a notion we're all at the sea Yeah, we're all at the sea
Run, run Run for the roses Sooner it opens the quicker it closes Man, oh, man Oh friend of mine All good things in all good time All good things in all good time
There's A Kind Of Hush Composer(s): Les Reed - Geoff Stephens First recording/First release by: The New Vaudeville Band - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Qu'est-Ce Que Tu Deviens? (Claude François) 1967 - Só Eu E Você (The Fevers) 1995 - 'K Voel Me Goed Vandaag (Dana Winner)
There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight All over the world you can hear the sounds of lovers in love You know what I mean Just the two of us and nobody else in sight There's nobody else and I'm feeling good just holding you tight
So listen very carefully Closer now and you will see what I mean It isn't a dream The only sound that you will hear Is when I whisper in your ear I love you forever and ever
There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight All over the world you can hear the sounds of lovers in love La-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la
So listen very carefully Closer now and you will see what I mean It isn't a dream The only sound that you will hear Is when I whisper in your ear I love you forever and ever
There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight All over the world people just like us are falling in love Yeah, they're falling in love Hush, they're falling in love Hush
Elle était bonne Pour quarante Quarante dollars Ou quarante hommes Pour quarante Elle était bonne... C'était elle Qu'un dieu souriant Avait prévue Pour faire de la terre Un grand ciel entrevu... Un uf et une poule Un grand coquetier bleu De loin, c'est une boule De près, un chemin creux... Et j'en étais très exactement amoureux Comme dans un salon de coiffure de banlieue Un extincteur rêve de feu Près d'une plante exotique qui rêve d'Afrique... Il faut oser Tresser l'osier Pour laisser au moins un panier À l'éternité... Morales, conscience Et habitudes Habitent toujours la même rue Il faudrait oser déménager... Un uf et une poule Un grand coquetier bleu Elle bonne pour quarante Et moi amoureux Et j'en étais très exactement amoureux Comme, dans un salon de coiffure de banlieue Un extincteur rêve de feu Près d'une plante exotique qui rêve d'Afrique ...
Run For Home Composer(s): Alan Hull Performer(s): Lindisfarne; Alan Hull
Ive travelled the land With a guitar in my hand And an eye ever open for some fun Ive made some mistakes Had my share of the breaks Seen the boys on the make and on the bum
Chorus: Run for home run as fast as I can Oh-oh running man running for home Run for home run as fast as I can Oh-oh running man running for home
Ive seen all the frowns On the faces of the clowns And the downs that they take just to be free And Ive seen all the girls In their pretty frocks and curls But it dont mean a lot to me Chorus
And Ive been to the places in town Where the faces hang round Just to stare at each other Ive looned with them screamed at the moon Behaved like a buffoon but I soon discovered Chorus
Copperhead Road Composer(s): Steve Earle First release by: Steve Earle - 1988 Covered by multiple other artists
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore Same as my daddy and his daddy before You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here He only came to town about twice a year He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line Everybody knew that he made moonshine Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad He headed up the holler with everything he had It's before my time but I've been told He never came back from Copperhead Road Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside Well him and my uncle tore that engine down I still remember that rumblin' sound Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday They draft the white trash first, 'round here anyway I done two tours of duty in Vietnam And I came home with a brand new plan I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air I wake up screaming like I'm back over there I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Run Baby run Baby run run run Run Baby run Baby run run run Run Baby run Baby run run run Run Baby run Baby run run run.
Run Baby run Baby run run run ...
I'm runnin' after my Baby my little lady she's lookin' fine I'm runnin' I can't forget her and when I get there We'll we'll just fly away
Run Baby run Baby run run run ...
I'm runnin' after my Baby she drives me crazy she's lookin' fine I'm runnin' I've got to go that's all I know And then we'll fly away
Run Baby run Baby run run run ...
Baby yeah yeah Baby yeah yeah Baby yeah yeah Baby yeah yeah Wo oo oo Runnin' as fast as I can Run Run Baby run run a-Baby VVo oo oo Runnin' as fast as I can Run run Baby run run a-Baby Wo oo oo I wanna be her man Wo oo oo I wanna be your man Run yeah run yeah run yeah run yeah
Run Baby run Baby run run run ...
I'm runnin' after my Baby I don't mean maybe I'll get my way I'm runnin' and I don't care cause I'll get there And we'll just fly
Qu'est-Ce Que Tu Deviens? ((Adapted from: There's A Kind Of Hush (The New Vaudeville Band) - 1966)) Composer(s): Les Reed - Geoff Stephens - Vline Buggy - Claude François Performer(s): Claude François - 1967
Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Só Eu E Você (The Fevers) 1995 - 'K Voel Me Goed Vandaag (Dana Winner)
Qu'est-ce que tu deviens, depuis tout ce temps? Dis-moi, mon Dieu comme c'est drôle De se rencontrer comme ça aujourd'hui Ça fait si longtemps Qu'est-ce que tu deviens, depuis tout ce temps? Tu sais, tu n'as pas changé, tu es toujours aussi jolie
Oui mais peut-être je t'ennuie Tu as peut-être mieux à faire aujourd'hui Que de m'écouter Mais raconte-moi, et ta famille? Oh, c'est si merveilleux de te retrouver Après tant d'années
Qu'est-ce que tu deviens, depuis tout ce temps? Dis-moi et notre romance Au fond comment a-t-elle fini? La la la la la la la la la la la...
Oui mais peut-être je t'ennuie Tu as peut-être tout oublié depuis Tout ça est si vieux Mais moi j'y pense encore souvent Mais moi tu sais, je n'ai jamais oublié Tu n'peux pas comprendre
Toi évidemment, tu ne pouvais pas Savoir, je n'ai pas changé Et moi je t'aime toujours autant Toujours autant... oui toujours autant
Copacabana (At the Copa) Barry Manilow; Bruce Sussman; Jack Feldman First release by: Barry Manilow - 1978 Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages 1979 - Istedgade 2002 - Madame Pipieke
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there She would merengue and do the cha-cha And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar Across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 till 4 They were young and they had each other Who could ask for more?
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....they fell in love
(Copa Copacabana)
His name was Rico, he wore a diamond He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancin' there And when she finished, he called her over But Rico went a bit too far, Tony sailed across the bar And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two There was blood and a single gun shot But just who shot who?
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....she lost her love
(Copa Copacabana) (Copa Copacabana) (Copacabana, ahh ahh ahh ahh) (Ahh ahh ahh ahh Copa Copacabana) (Talking Havana have a banana) (Music and passion...always the fash--shun) Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl But that was 30 years ago, when they used to have a show Now it's a disco, but not for Lola Still in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in her hair She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind She lost her youth and she lost her Tony Now she's lost her mind!
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....don't fall in love
Run around babe I'm only losing my mind Run around babe Don't try to be Something you weren't meant to be If you are not loving me I'll know it's because You want to be free Oh, oh, run around babe Oh, oh, run around babe
When we were young We left our worries behind When we were young Left not to be The worry is back on me And it's not hard to see That that's the way it has to be Oh, oh, run around babe Oh, oh, run around babe
Run around babe I'm only losing my mind Run around babe Don't try to be Something you weren't meant to be If you are not loving me I'll know it's because You want to be free Oh, oh, run around babe Oh, oh, run around babe
