Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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There's Yes! Yes! In Your Eyes Composer(s): Lester Santly - Cliff Friend Performer(s): Paul Whiteman & His Orch. - 1924 and multiple other artists
You fooled me, dear, now for a year My heart you tantalize But without a doubt, I have found out The secret in your eyes
Your lips tell me no, no But there's yes, yes in your eyes I've been missin' your kissin' Just because I wasn't wise I'll stop my scheming and dreaming 'Cos I realize Your lips tell me no, no But there's yes, yes in your eyes
I never knew just what to do You had me fooled somehow You made me guess, but I confess I know your secret now
Your lips tell me no, no But there's yes, yes in your eyes I've been missin' your kissin' Just because I wasn't wise I'll stop my scheming and dreaming 'Cos I realize Your lips tell me no, no But there's yes, yes in your eyes
Cotton-Eyed Joe (Traditional) First recording and first release by: Dyke's Magic City Trio - 1927 Covered by multiple other artists
Don't you remember, don't you know Don't you remember Cotton-eyed Joe? Cotton-eyed Joe, Cotton-eyed Joe What did make you treat me so? I'd 'a' been married forty year ago Ef it had n't a-been for Cotton-eyed Joe!
Cotton-eyed Joe, Cotton-eyed Joe He was de man dat sarved me so Tuck my gal away fum me Carried her off to Tennessee I'd 'a' been married forty year ago Ef it had n't a-been for Cotton-eyed Joe!
His teeth was out an' his nose was flat His eyes was crossed, - but she did n't mind dat Kase he was tall, and berry slim An' so my gal she follered him I'd 'a' been married forty year ago Ef it had n't a-been for Cotton-eyed Joe!
She was de prettiest gal to be found Anywhar in de country round Her lips was red an' her eyes was bright Her skin was black but her teeth was white I'd 'a' been married forty year ago Ef it had n't a-been for Cotton-eyed Joe!
Dat gal, she sho' had all my love An' swore fum me she'd never move But Joe hoodooed her, don't you see An' she run off wid him to Tennessee I'd 'a' been married forty year ago Ef it had n't a-been for Cotton-eyed Joe!
Jack Of Many Trades Performer(s): Stompin' Tom Connors
Down in the Manpower office I was lookin' for work When along comes a fellah in a big white shirt He said "You'll have to state your occupation, Son" He broke the lead of his pencil when I said "Which one?"
I'm the Jack of many trades I took a hundred school grades I wore out more axe blades Hammers, picks and dolls teeth I'm the Jack of many trades I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Fisherman, a Fireman, Repairman, a Cowboy Roof Thatcher, Dog Catcher, Paymaster, Bellboy Giant Killer, Diamond Driller, Pig Swiller, Milkman Gas Pumper, Coal Dumper, Bounty Hunter, Bakerman Surveyor, Bricklayer, Hockey Player, DeeJay High Rigger, Grave Digger, Cotton Picker, Chess Player
I'm the Jack of many trades I took a hundred school grades I wore out more axe blades Hammers, picks and dolls teeth I'm the Jack of many trades I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Farmer, Snake Charmer, Doctor, a Lawyer Muleskinner, Catskinner, Poker Player, Sawyer Floor Sweeper, Meter Reader, Miner, Bum and Roamer Moss Ligger, Ticker Tacker, Lumberjack, Astronomer Blood Donor, Matador, Stevedore, Gunslinger Pub Singer, Bell Ringer, Bookmaker, Dry Cleaner
I'm the Jack of many trades I took a hundred school grades I wore out more axe blades Hammers, picks and dolls teeth I'm the Jack of many trades I'm a master of 'em all
I'm a Blacksmith, Junkman, Factory Worker, Lawman Bus Driver, Cab Driver, Truck Driver, Weatherman Squid Jigger, Babysitter, Carpenter, Psychiatrist Body Man, Serviceman, Tailor, Archaeologist Homemaker, Lawbreaker, Leaf Raker, Paperboy A Busboy, a Water Boy, Black Boy, Loverboy
I'm the Jack of many trades I took a hundred school grades I wore out more axe blades Hammers, picks and dolls teeth I'm the Jack of many trades I'm a master of 'em all
I'm an Oil Man, Train Man, a Garbage Collector Mechanic, Professor, Teacher, Movie Director Shoemaker, Cocainer, Bartender, Veterinary Plumber, Tobacco Man, Barber and Plate Setter Recorder, Salesman, Postman, Jailerman Storeman, Butcher Man, Hydro Man, Potato Man
I'm the Jack of many trades I took a hundred school grades I wore out more axe blades Hammers, picks and dolls teeth I'm the Jack of many trades I'm a master of 'em all
And if you have a job around, Sir I'd be the man to call, Sir I'd be the man to call
There's Two Sides To Every Story Composer(s): Fred Rose Performer(s): Bob Wills
There's two sides to every story Someday you'll have to listen to mine For the time being, it's yours... I'm getting the blame for our parting And somehow there's nothing to do There's two sides to ev'ry story They're all taking sides with you A rumour's around that I hurt you And you know that just couldn't be There's two sides to ev'ry story But nobody listens to me You told him that I didn't want you That I caused your poor heart to pine There's two sides to ev'ry story And someday they'll have to hear mine
Cotton Blossom Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II; Jerome Kern
(Stevedores) Here we all work on de Mississippi Here we all work while de white folks play Loading up boots with de bales of cotton Getting no rest till de Judgement Day
(Gals) Drop that bale and have some fun! There's a lot o' loving on de levee for you Y' work all day, y' get no fun We know something better for a fellow to do!
(Stevedores and Gals) Here we all work on de Mississippi Here we all work while de white folks play Loading up boats with de bales of cotton Getting no rest till de Judgement Day
(Stevedores) Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom Love to see you growing free When they pack you on de levee You're a heavy load to me!
(Stevedores and Gals) Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom Love to see you growing wild On de levee, you're too heavy For this poor old child!
(Beaux) What a pretty bevy! Ah, there! Ah, there! The fairest of the fair! To Southern beauty Every beau must bow!
(Mincing Misses) How you love to flatter You rogues! You rogues! Oh, goodness gracious! They're so flirtatious!
You naughty fellows Seem to think you please us When you tease us so You're a reckless Lot we know!
(Beaux) Little women, don't be timorous! You will find, acting thus Only makes a man more bold! These are not the days of old!
See! The Show Boat That's old Captain Andy's "Cotton Blossom" Will you go? Let me take you to the show!
(Mincing Misses) 'Twill be delightful But to rightfully accept, I have to make mama Get permission from papa!
(Beaux and Misses) Captain Andy has gathered a troupe In the grandest of drammers and jolly comedies Stephen Baker, the handsomest leading man And beautiful Julie Laverne as well!
(Beaux) Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom Captain Andy's Floating Show! Thrills and laughter Concert after Everybody's sure to go!
(Beaux and Misses) Cotton Blossom, Cotton Blossom Captain Andy's Floating Show! Thrills and laughter Concert after Get your girl and go! So get your girl and go!
Jack O' Diamonds (Traditional) Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan; and various other artists
Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find
When you play the game of life You've got trouble, you've got strife Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find Life is like a game of cards But it's very, very hard Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find
Met a girl and lost my heart Lack of money made us part Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find She said, "Life is just a bet But I've never won it yet" Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find Jack of Diamonds Jack of Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find
Dig it up, Jimmy Yes, Lord
Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find, woo-hoo Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find
So if you throw a Diamond Jack You will never once look back Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find You'll have luck, you'll have wealth But you may not have your health Jack o' Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack O' Diamonds Jack O' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find Jack O' Diamonds Jack O' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find
Dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dah But I know you're there tonight Jack of Diamonds ain't a hard card to find But it's really where you look ??? a high deal nerve Jack of Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find Jack o' Diamonds Jack o' Diamonds Diamonds is a hard card to find Diamonds is a hard card to find
There's Something Wrong With The Weather Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band (vocals Alan Breeze)
Theres something wrong with the weather Now were no longer together Its always raining now, sweetheart Ever since you went away Sunny skies are always grey I cant believe its true that we would ever part Theres something wrong when Im walking The friends we knew now are talking Its plain for all the world to see I know Ive made a foolish blunder And without you can you wonder? Its always raining now, sweetheart
Cotidiano (Spanish Version - Juan Carlos Baglietto)
Cotidiano Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Cada día ella siempre hace todo igual me depierta a las seis, antes que el sol me sonríe con sonrisa puntual y me besa con boca de mentol Todo el día ella dice: "Te has de cuidar" cosas que dice siempre una mujer, dice que está esperándome a almorzar y me besa con boca de café Todo el día yo pienso en poder parar al mediodía pienso en decir: "no" luego pienso en la vida y continuar y me callo con boca de "Margot" En la tarde, a las seis, era de esperar ella viene y me espera en el portón dice estar como loca por besar y me besa con boca de pasión Cada noche me pide a su lado estar medianoche y me jura eterno amor y me aprieta hasta hacerme sofocar y me besa con boca de pavor Cada día ella hace todo igual me despierta antes que el sol me sonríe con sonrisa puntual y me besa con labios de mentol Cada día ella siempre hace todo igual
Jack O' Diamonds Composer(s): Ben Carruthers; Bob Dylan Performer(s): Fairport Convention
Jack O'Diamonds, on the move
Jack O'Diamonds, one-eyed knave On the move, hits the street Bumps his head, on the ground Well, he's a scout, you're born to lose Shouldn't stay
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds This one-eyed prince, wears a single love Oh sure, he's not that lovely Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand Left me here to stand
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to land
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card Jack O'Diamonds is a high card Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card But it ain't hard enough
Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches Colour by picture but it's only a ten
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds, yeah Jack O'Diamonds This one-eyed prince, wears a single love Oh sure, he's not that lovely Jack O'Diamonds broke my hand Left me here to stand
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card to play
Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card Jack O'Diamonds is a high card Jack O'Diamonds is a hard card But it ain't hard enough
Jack O'Diamonds can open for riches Jack O'Diamonds but then it switches Colour by picture but it's only a ten Jack O'Diamonds
Only So Much Oil On The Ground Performer(s): Tower of Power
There's only so much oil on the ground Sooner or later there won't be much around Tell that to your kids while you driving downtown That there's only so much oil on the ground
Can't cut loose without that juice Can't cut loose without that juice If we keep on like we doing things for sure Will not be cool - It's a fact We just ai't got sufficient fuel
There's only so much oil in the ground Sooner or later there won't be none around Alternate sources of power must be found Cause there's only so much oil in the ground
There's only so much oil in the earth It's a fact of life - for what it's worth Something every little boy and girl should know since birth That there's only so much oil in the ground
There's no excuse for our abuse No excuse for our abuse We just assume that we will not Exceed the oil supply But soon enough the world will watch the wells run dry
Jack Daniel's, If You Please Composer(s): David Allan Coe Performer(s): David Allan Coe; PJ Elliott; Michael Buffalo Smith
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You're the only friend That has ever has been That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You can kill this pain That's driving me insane Since my baby's gone
Cigarettes and whiskey Call my shaking hand I just lost a lover To a one night stand Something temporary Too late I had learned Someone from the past Said it couldn't last A bridge she could burn
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You're the only friend That has ever has been That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You can kill this pain That's driving me insane Since my baby's gone
Promises were broken Dreams were left to die Empty words were spoken Tears were in our eyes Something temporary Those tears will fade away Do the best you can Help me understand These games that people play
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You're the only friend That has ever has been That didn't do me wrong
Jack Daniel's, if you please Knock me to my knees You can kill this pain That's driving me insane Since my baby's gone
You can kill this pain That's driving me insane Since my baby's gone
There's Something About That Name Composer(s): Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither Performer(s): Bill Gaither and multiple other artists
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus There's just something about that name Master, Savior, Jesus Like the fragrance after the rain Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Let all heaven and earth proclaim Kings and kingdoms shall all pass away But there's something about that name
Côté Banjo, Côté Violon Composer(s): Joe Dassin - Pierre Delanoë - Claude Lemesle Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Je suis né dans une ville où tout est haut Sous les cinquante étoiles d'un drapeau Mon enfance joue quelque part dans la nuit Sur un palier d'escalier d'incendie
Mais c'est en France que j'ai eu mes quinze ans Soirs de danses, baisers de débutants La première place en anglais Le premier amour en français
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs Mais d'ici côté cur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois Mais d'ici côté toi
Certains vont à Cannes pour finir leur vie D'autres se rangent en Californie Mais quand viendra l'heure de me retirer Je serais sans doute bien embêté
A moins peut-être que j'aille passer gaiement Ma retraite sur voilier tout blanc Et couler des jours pacifiques Au milieu du ciel atlantique
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs Mais d'ici côté cur
Et j'aime côté banjo les grands serments sur un gratte-ciel Côté violon les petits dîners aux chandelles Côté nana je suis de partout à la fois Mais d'ici côté toi
I feel the autumn breeze It steals cross my pillow As soft as a will-o'-the-wisp And in its song there is sadness because There's no you The lonely autumn trees How softly they're sighing For summer is dying they know That in my heart there's no gladness because There's no you The park that we walked in The garden we talked in How lonesome they seem in the fall The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover Our favorite nook in the wall In spring we'll meet again We'll kiss and recapture The summertime rapture We knew And from that day never more will I say There's no you The stormy clouds hover and falling leaves cover Our favorite nook in the wall In spring we'll meet again We'll kiss and recapture The summertime rapture We knew And from that day never more will I say There's no you
Costumbres Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Raphael
Costumbres, viejas costumbres No dejan al mundo correr Costumbres, viejas costumbres Nos atan de manos y pies Razones sin fundamentos Caminos que hay que recorrer Los quieras o no los quieras Pues son costumbres de ayer El hombre lleva cadenas Que el mundo le pone al nacer Costumbres que son cadenas Cadenas que no se ven Un día le cuelgan un nombre Que carga una vida con él Le guste o no le guste No importa su parecer Después le enseñan lo mismo Que a éste, que a ése o aquel Le enseñan viejas costumbres Que aprendes sin saber por qué Y el día que quiere ser libre E intenta volar, volar y correr Se acuerda de las costumbres Y vuelve a lo mismo otra vez
Jack And Jill Composer(s): Ray Parker Jr. Performer(s): Raydio
Jack {Jack} Wanting someone to feel {Feel} Sat up on the hill {Hill} And waited all day for Jill
Jill {Jill} Always away from home {Home} Never bothering to phone {Phone} Always leavin poor Jack alone!
Now why do you think Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill!) Cause he needed love {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (Oh, yes, he did!)
Why do you think Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!) He needed love (Oh, yes, he did) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill!
Jack {Jack} Like Little Red Riding Hood, {Hood} Always tryin to do good {Good} Waited as long as he could!
Jill {Jill} Is it right or wrong {Wrong} For Jack to carry on {On} If you leave him home too long?
Now why do you think Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!) He needed love (Sweet love!) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (Ah, sweet, sweet love, uh-huh!)
Why do you think (Hey...ha) Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down the hill, yeah!) He needed love (Oh, yes, he did!) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (Yeah, oh!)
{Jack} {Jill} {Jack} {Jill}
Now why do you think (Why do you think?) Jack snuck down the hill? (Why do you think he snuck down the hill?) Cause he needed love (He needed love) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (Yes, he did)
Now why do you think (He got down on his right knee!) Jack snuck down the hill? (He had mud on his hands) He needed love (And he crawled and he crawled) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (And he crawled for so long!)
Now why do you think (Hey...) Jack snuck down the hill? (He snuck down, he snuck down, broke his crown!) Cause he needed love (He needed love!) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (He wanted sweet, sweet love, yeah!)
Now why do you think (Ooh...ooh...ooh...yeah!) Jack snuck down the hill? (Oh...oh...oh...yeah!) He needed love (Oh...oh...oh...yeah) {He needed} Love he couldnt get from Jill! (Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh....ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...)
There's Only One Pal After All Composer(s): Harold G. Frost - F. Henri Klickmann
A pal in need is a pal indeed But there's only one pal life can hold To share your schemes and beautiful dreams With a heart of purest gold
The years have flown like the pals I've known And there's only one thing left to do I'll journey back to the rose covered shack And the pal who's always true
When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue And your pathways are drifting apart When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end Only causes an ache in your heart When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest Don't forget, when your dream castles fall God gave you one mother and never another There's only one pal after all When the girl pal you knew makes you lonesome and blue And your pathways are drifting apart When the boy pal who'd lend, and who'd stick to the end Only causes an ache in your heart When the pal you thought best changes just like the rest Don't forget, when your dream castles fall God gave you one mother and never another There's only one pal after all
Cosmik Debris Composer(s): Frank Zappa Performer(s): Frank Zappa and multiple other artists
The Mystery Man came over An' he said: "I'm outa-site!" He said, for a nominal service charge I could reach nervonna t'nite If I was ready, willing 'n able To pay him his regular fee He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs And devote His Attention to me But I said . . . Look here brother Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris? (Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?) Look here brother Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous An' he fidget around a bit He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe An' he whipped out a shaving kit Now, I thought it was a razor An' a can of foamin' goo But he told me right then when the top popped open There was nothin' his box won't do With the oil of Afro-dytee An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo He said "You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!" An' I said . . . Look here brother Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris? (Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?) Look here brother, Don't you waste your time on me Don't waste yer time . . .
I've got troubles of my own, I said An' you can't help me out So take your meditations an' your preparations An' ram it up yer snout "But I Got A Kristl Bol!," he said An' held it to the light So I snatched it All away from him An' I showed him how to do it right I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head So I'd look like I was Deep I said some Mumbo Jumbos then An' told him he was goin' to sleep I robbed his rings An' pocket watch An' everything else I found I had that sucker hypnotized He couldn't even make a sound I proceeded to tell him his future then As long as he was hanging around I said "The price of meat has just gone up An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . " Look here brother Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris? (Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?) Don't you know You could make more money as a butcher So don't you waste your time on me (Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . ) Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm Sshontay
