Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Third Stone From The Sun Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix First release by: The Jimi Hendrix Experience - 1967 Covered by multiple other artists
Starfleet to scoutship, please give your position Over I'm in orbit around the third planet from the star called the sun Over You mean its the earth? Over Positive It is known to have some form of intelligent species Over I think we should take a look
Strange beautiful grass of green With your majestic silver seas Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer May I land my kinky machine
Strange beautiful grass of green With your majestic silver seas Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer May I land my kinky machine
Although your world wonders me With your majestic and superior cackling hen Your people I do not understand So to you I shall put an end And you'll Never hear Surf music again
Third Rate Romance Composer(s): Russell Smith First release by: Jesse Winchester - 1974 Covered by multiple other artists
Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant She was starin' at her coffee cup He was tryin' to keep his courage up By applyin' booze
And talk was small when they talked at all They both knew what they wanted There was no need to talk about it They were old enough to scope it out And keep it loose
She said, "You don't look like my type But I guess you'll do" Third rate romance Low rent rendezvous And he said, "I'll even tell you that I love you If you want me to" Third rate romance Low rent rendezvous
When they left the bar They got in his car And they drove away He drove to the family inn She didn't even have to pretend She didn't know what for
And he went to the desk And made his request While she waited outside Then he came back with the key She said, "Give it to me And I'll unlock the door"
She kept saying "I've never really done this kind of thing before, have you" Third rate romance Low rent rendezvous And he said, "Yes I have But only a time or two" Third rate romance Low rent redezvous Third rate romance Low rent rendezvous Third rate romance Low rent rendezvous
Country Boy Composer(s): Antoine "Fats" Domino; Dave Bartholomew Performer(s): Fats Domino
Have you heard the story, of a little country boy? He is always happy and full of joy Nothing in this world, that he's thinking of All he really cares for is the one he loves And the moon above Stars above Heaven above That is all he thinking of Now you heard my story, darling can't you see That little country boy, happens to be me
Have you heard the story, of the little country boy? He is always happy and full of joy Nothing in this world that he's thinking of All he really cares for is the one he love And the moon above Stars above Heaven above That is all he's thinking of Now you heard my story, darling can't you see That little country boy, happens to be me
J'Ai Épousé Une Ombre Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Un jour comme aujourd'hui Ou les rues étaient sombre J'ai épousé une ombre Sans savoir qui elle était Du temps où je me battais Contre des ombres
Je l'ai vu sous la pluie Dans l'éclair de ma lame Ses yeux étaient de flamme Au matin de cette nuit J'ai dit tu seras ma femme Elle a dit oui
Ses silences, ses absences Sa défense, ma souffrance Ma lame je voudrais qu'elle entre Qu'elle entre Jusqu'à la gare dans le ventre Des hommes qu'elles regardent
Un jour sur cette terre J'ai épousé une ombre Une femme mystère Passagère et solitaire D'où vient-elle Et qui est-elle Mais qui est-elle
Une fille comme cette fille Met le soleil à l'ombre J'ai épousé une ombre Qui me suit et qui s'évade Prisonnière de nomades J'en suis malade
Ses silences, ses absences Sa défense, ma souffrance Je ne suis pas dans ses rêves Et j'en crève Je les hais et les poignarde Des hommes qu'elles regardent
Un jour sur cette terre J'ai épousé une ombre Une femme mystère Passagère et solitaire D'où vient-elle Et qui est-elle Mais qui est-elle
Country Baptizing Performer(s): Gram Parsons & the Fallen Angels
Travelling down a country road on a Sunday morning Saw a crowd gathered at the creek at a little country farm I thought that I'd go closer so I might see and hear Why they looked so happy there without a thing to fear
Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day They'd preach awhile and sing awhile then they'd all kneel down and pray God's spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was clean at a good old country baptizing down at the creek
I heard an old and gentle voice say right at the end We're so glad to have you here Welcome down, my friends We've had a big revival, sir down to the wheat Now we're having a country baptizing down at the creek
Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day They'd preach awhile and sing awhile then they'd all kneel down and pray God's spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was clean at a good old country baptizing down at the creek
Well among them happy I'll be Among that happy throng See them all go air their sins while they're at their own They seem to be saying with smiles on their face Some day when I move along to my resting place
Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day They'd preach awhile and sing awhile then they'd all kneel down and pray God's spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was clean at a good old country baptizing down at the creek
Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day They'd preach awhile and sing awhile then they'd all kneel down and pray God's spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was clean at a good old country baptizing down at the creek
Was a good old country baptizing I was at that day They'd preach awhile and sing awhile then they'd all kneel down and pray God's spirit seemed to fill the air and every soul was clean at a good old country baptizing down at the creek
Thinking Of You Performer(s): Edgar Broughton Band
When I first heard the news I was thinking of you And the words that were spoken Were bent and untrue
It was a seemingly tragic affair at the end And just when we all were about to pretend I saw through his eyes as the sentence he spoke He stood up his tongue was beginning to poke All the fun from your head to make you feel dead All the fun from your head to make you feel dead
But when I first heard the news I was thinking of you And the words that were spoken Were bent and untrue
And it came to them slowly I seem to recall Like the hate came to Hitler and the hope into Saul They were all walking sidewards as they came through the door As trivial as a tycoon in a travesty of law Like natural they come, thine kingdom thine come Like natural they come, thine kingdom thine come
So when I first heard the news I was thinking of you And the words that were spoken Were bent and untrue
As the lepers were leaving in grey limousines They were all dealing out their black barrister dreams But they never once noticed what hung on his heel Was a sign painted backwards and it said the word Real But never you fear there wasn't a tear No never you fear there wasn't a tear
Country Anthem Composer(s): Hoyt Axton Performer(s): Hoyt Axton
Do you really think you'd recognise him If he came walkin' up to you? If he came back again, they'd hit him in the head And nail him to the doorway of their lies An' they would not blame each other But another crazy brother An' salute the flag an' mother when he died And count the blood red silver in their minds And count the lives of children like their dimes An' what's a dime, one more time?
New release Mmm mmm mmm
I'd like to sing our country's anthem But I can't seem to make it ring Old Frank Keyes, the man who wrote it Obviously didn't sing
Thinking Of You Composer(s): A.H. Eastman - Fred Heltman
When the roses were in blossom, and the soft wind sang low we were sitting in the gloaming, in the long, long ago Then you told me how you loved me, that old story, ever new and you kissed me, I remember, now I'm thinking of you
There's a faded little flower I have treasured with care on my bossom it reposes, I am keeping it there 'T is a rosebud that you gave me, and the rose is ever true I am thinking, fondly thinking, yes, I'm thinking of you
In the twilight, softly falling, at the quiet closing of day tender memories I'm recalling, as the hours are passing away and the shadows now are flitting, while the bright stars peep through By the firelight I am sitting, and I'm thinking, dearest, of you
Counting Composer(s): B. Lind Performer(s): Liesbeth List
Now is the glimmering, spinning, beginning of something Ive prayed for and counted the minutes to be in the shadow of sheltering meadows of night with you in my arms
This is the moment that poses to hold us as you and I move, in a background of wonder surrounded by countesses and closures of nocturne and spoken music of joy
Counting times, I have stood at the foot of your ivory tower and weeped and called out your name by the hour and counted on wings of my heart-strings to carry this sound I have counted on pleading youd see how I need you, come down
And now between twilight and midnight you came to me down in your gown of soft moonbeams and starlight Bright as the evening that breezes has fenced us and mastered against us youre here
And warm and mine till the time when the dawn will awake me the morning will shake me the highway will take me
But now will the rains of the moon make me gaze We will swim in the lustre of lingering streetlights and count on the night to hold everything even and count on forgetting that I will be leaving when heaven has folded and then in the dawn Ill be gone
But now as the gardens of softening night-time are blossoming slowly around where we are you and I came together and walked through the dreams of the stars
So, here where the sun of the deepening evening is singing to me from the light in your eyes we can count on eachother to move to the beach of tomorrow and know where weve been
J'Ai Deux Mains, J'Ai Deux Pieds, Une Bouche Et Puis Un Nez
J'Ai Deux Mains, J'Ai Deux Pieds, Une Bouche Et Puis Un Nez Composer(s): Franck Gérald; Y. Ouazana; J.P. Festi Performer(s): Sylvie Vartan
Je ne pleure pas Même quand tu m'en donnes envie Je ne me plains pas Même quand je reste seule toute la nuit Je ne parle pas Lorsque tu ne veux pas parler A côté de toi Je suis devenue la fille que tu voulais
{Refrain:} Oh! Je n'ai plus de cur Je suis un objet Une jolie fleur en papier découpé Je n'ai plus de cur Je ne suis qu'un jouet Qui d'un air moqueur ne fait que répéter J'ai deux mains, j'ai deux pieds Une bouche et puis un nez
Grâce à toi pourtant Je pourrais renaître à la vie Il est encore temps Mais tu ne t'aperçois pas du temps qui s'enfuit Et tant pis pour toi Lorsque tu te réveilleras Tu ne trouveras Qu'une étrange mécanique Qui te dira {au Refrain, x2}
Countin' The Blues Composer(s): Ma Rainey Performer(s): Ma Rainey and multiple other artists
Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall Layin' in bed this mornin' with my face turned to the wall Trying to count these blues so I could sing 'em all
Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free Memphis, Ramport, Beale Street set 'em, free Graveyard, 'Bama Bound, Lord, Lord, come from stingaree
Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long Lord sittin' on the Southern gonna ride all night long Downhearted, Gulf Coast - they was all good songs
Lord, 'rested at midnight, Jailhouse made me loose my mind Lord, 'rested at midnight, Jailhouse made me loose my mind Bad Luck 'n' Boll-Weevil, made me think of old Moonshine
Lord, goin' to sleep now for Mama just got bad news Lord, goin' to sleep now for Mama just got bad news To try to dream away my troubles, countin' these blues
J'ai Deux Amours ((English Version: Two Loves Have I (Perry Como) - 1947)) Composer(s): Georges Koger - Henri Varna First recording: Joséphine Baker - 1931 Covered by multiple other artists
On dit qu'au delà des mers Là-bas sous le ciel clair Il existe une cité Au séjour enchanté Et sous les grands arbres noirs Chaque soir Vers elle s'en va tout mon espoir
J'ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris Par eux toujours Mon cur est ravi Ma savane est belle Mais à quoi bon le nier Ce qui m'ensorcelle C'est Paris, Paris tout entier Le voir un jour C'est mon rêve joli J'ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris
Quand sur la rive parfois Au lointain j'aperçois Un paquebot qui s'en va Vers lui je tends les bras Et le cur battant d'émoi A mi-voix Doucement je dis "emporte-moi!"
They Say Its Wonderful
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
They say that falling love is wonderful
Its wonderful, so they say
And with the moon up above, its wonderful
Its wonderful, so they tell me
I cant recall who said it
I know Ive never read it
I only know they tell me that love is grand, and
The thing thats known as romance
Is wonderful, wonderful
In every way, so they say
To leave your house some morning
And without any warning, youre stopping people
Shouting that love is grand, and
To hold a man in your arms is wonderful, wonderful
In every way, so they say
Count Your Blessings And Smile Composer(s): George Formby; Harry Gifford; Fred E. Cliffe Performer(s): George Formby
Though plans may often go wrong, let `em hear your voice You'll find that rhythm and song make the world rejoice Make life go with a swing, laugh at trouble and sing Tra-la-la-la, la-la, la-la, count your blessings and smile
While you're playing your part, keep a song in your heart Tra-la-la-la, la-la, la-la, count your blessings and smile
Sing low, sing high, isn't it grand, beating the band Who wants to die, oh what a happy land, hi! Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo Tra-la-la-la, la-la, la-la, count your blessings and smile
You got to get together, swing it around Now get together, swing it around Make life go with a swing and a smile Laugh at trouble and sing all the while Now count your blessings and smile
While you're playing your own little part You've gotta keep a song in your heart Black puddings and tripe and trotters Count your blessings and smile
Sing low, sing high, isn't it grand, beating the band Who-who-who who wants to die, oh what a happy, happy land Show them what you can do, make a hullabaloo Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, ha-hahaha Count your blessings, onetwothree Count your blessings, fourfivesix Count your blessings and smile
Show then what you can do, make a hullabaloo Haw-haw-haw-haw, ha-ha-ha-ha Count your blessings and smile
