Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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This Ol' Cowboy Composer(s): Toy Caldwell Performer(s): The Marshall Tucker Band; Toy Caldwell; Randy Waller
Well I'm sittin down in San Antoine' waitin' on the eight o'clock train My woman left me here last night things ain't been quite the same
I gotta get back to Dallas and tie up a few loose ends I'm gonna work a week make a hundred dollars ahhh hit the road again
So I don't want you to think that you the first one to leave me out here on my own 'cause this ain't gonna be the first time this ol' cowboy spent the night alone
Well Honey I've been a fool but a bigger fool I can't remember when I've been Just to open up my heart and let you walk right in
But there's one thing in life that ain't hard for me to do and thats as soon as I kiss the lips of another women I'm gonna forget all about you
So I don't want you to think you the first one to leave me out here on my own 'cause this ain't gonna be the first time this ol' cowboy spent the night alone
Ah if you wrote all the womens' names that I've know'd and let me pick one out I don't believe there be one in the whole bunch Ah I'd give a hoot about
So I don't want you to think that you the first one to leave this ol' boy out here on his own No it ain't gonna be the first time this ol' cowboy spent the night alone
No it ain't gonna be the first time this ol' cowboy spent the night alone
Criado Por Lobos Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Todo lo que anda dando vueltas tarde o temprano nos alcanza hoy dejaré la puerta abierta y lo encararé Si fuimos criados por lobos amamantados en su fe quisiera encontrar el modo para volverte a ver
Sueños, sueños el viento se lleva los sueños Deja, sólo deja... hojas secas en el lugar
Dame refugio dámelo ya hoy que he perdido casi todo y ya no se si estás si cualquier modo fuimos criados por lobos
Caminaré por Buenos Aires con mi guitarra y mi gabán mi detector de mentiras en medio de la oscuridad y cuando encuentre al que me dijo que fuiste criada por lobos le haré decir mil veces Piedad y lo pondré a soñar...
Sueños, sueños el viento se lleva los sueños Deja, sólo deja... hojas secas en el lugar
Dame refugio dámelo ya hoy que he perdido casi todo y ya no se si estás si cualquier modo fuimos criados por lobos
y ya no se si estás si cualquier modo fuimos criados por lobos
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Todo lo que anda dando vueltas tarde o temprano nos alcanza hoy dejaré la puerta abierta y lo encararé
Jane Composer(s): Craig Chaquico; David Freiberg; Paul Kantner; Jim McPherson Performer(s): Jefferson Starship
Jane, you say it's all over For you and me girl There's a time for love And a time for lettin' it be baby
Jane, you're playin' a game called Called "hard to get" by its real name Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same Oh Jane
Jane, you're playin' a game You never can win girl You're stayin' away so I ask you "Where you been, baby?"
Like a cat and a mouse (cat and a mouse) From door to door and-a house to house Don't you pretend you don't know What I'm talking about
Were all those nights we spent together, hey hey Only because you didn't know better I got to know Jane, you're playin' a game You're playin' a game, playin' a game
(Jane, Jane, Jane) Woah Jane you're playin' a game But why I don't see Jane you're playin' for fun But I play for keeps, yes I do (Jane, Jane, Jane) That's a game on me, yeah (Jane, Jane, Jane) So plain to see (Jane, Jane, Jane) Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie (Jane, Jane, Jane) Why you foolin' with me, me, me (Jane, Jane, Jane) (Jane, Jane, Jane) (Jane, Jane, Jane) (Jane, Jane, Jane)
This Offer Is Unrepeatable Composer(s): Brodsky Quartet - Declan MacManus - Elvis Costello Ian Belton - Jacqueline Thomas - Michael Thomas - Paul Cassidy Performer(s): Elvis Costello; Michelle Murray
Don't Send Any Money! Fate has no price Ignore at your peril this splendid advice An invaluable link in an infinite chain An offer like this will just not come again
You wish you had women to charm and bewitch Power of life and death over the rich young girls will be swooning Because you're exciting them And not only fall at your feet but be biting them
Guaranteed, guaranteed to capture your breath Or just possibly scare you to death
Sign it and seal it and send it to friends But don't mention my name Don't make any long term plans
In thirty-six hours your fortunes will change Your best friends won't know you And neither will strangers Do not keep this letter It must leave your hand You have been selected from over five thousand
A twister or dupe will bamboozle or hoodwink you I can't say more it would only confuse you The wine that they offer will go to your head And you'll start to see double in fishes and bread
Guaranteed, guaranteed for a lifetime or more Guaranteed, for this world and the next Guaranteed, guaranteed for the world and its mother Cherish this life as you don't get another one
Unless you should take up this fabulous offer Don't leave it too late or you'll be bound to suffer And woebetide anyone so woebegone You won't know you're born or about to pass on
You'll never get tired You'll never get bored By the way I just hope you're insured
And if you're not satisfied If you want more We can always provide an improved overture Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable This offer is unrepeatable
Your trouble will vanish Your tears will dry Your blessing will just multiply Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable This offer is unrepeatable
Guaranteed, guaranteed to bring fortune and favor In a riot of colours, (a variety of) and flavours Guaranteed at a price that is almost unbeatable This offer is unrepeatable
Cri Du Coeur Composer(s): Henri Crolla; Jacques Prévert Performer(s): Edith Piaf and multiple other artists
C'est pas seulement ma voix qui chante C'est l'autre voix, une foule de voix Voix d'aujourd'hui ou d'autrefois Des voix marrantes, ensoleillées Désespérées, émerveillées Voix déchirantes et brisées Voix souriantes et affolées Folles de douleur et de gaieté
C'est la voix d'un chagrin tout neuf La voix de l'amour mort ou vif La voix d'un pauvre fugitif La voix d'un noyé qui fait plouf C'est la voix d'une enfant qu'on giffle C'est la voix d'un oiseau craintif La voix d'un moineau mort de froid Sur le pavé d' la rue d' la joie...
Et toujours, toujours quand je chante Cet oiseau-là chante avec moi Toujours, toujours, encore vivante Sa pauvre voix tremble pour moi Si je disais tout ce qu'il chante Tout c'que j'ai vu et tout c'que j'sais J'en dirais trop et pas assez Et tout ça je veux l'oublier
D'autres voix chantent un vieux refrain C'est leur souvenir, c'est plus le mien Je n'ai plus qu'un seul cri du coeur : "j'aime pas l'malheur! j'aime pas l'malheur!" Et le malheur me le rend bien Mais je l' connais, il m' fait plus peur Il dit qu'on est mariés ensemble Même si c'est vrai, je n'en crois rien
Sans pitié j'écrase mes larmes Je leur fais pas d'publicité Si on tirait l'signal d'alarme Pour des chagrins particuliers Jamais les trains n'pourraient rouler Et je regarde le paysage Si par hasard il est trop laid J'attends qu'il se refasse une beauté
Et les douaniers du désespoir Peuvent bien éventrer mes bagages Me palper et me questionner J'ai jamais rien à déclarer L'amour comme moi part en voyage Un jour je le rencontrerai A peine j'aurai vu son visage Tout de suite je le reconnaîtrai...
Jamie Composer(s): Mickey Stevenson; Barrett Strong Performer(s): Eddie Holland
Shhhhhh Listen my friends while I tell you About a girl that's so divine I love her for the joy she's brought me For she's mine all mine Oh, Jamie Talkin' 'bout Jamie Talkin' 'bout Jamie That's my love
Hair so long and pretty Eyes that shine like gold She has the kind of love for me That will never, never grow old Oh, Jamie I'm talkin' 'bout Jamie Oh talkin' 'bout Jamie That's my girl
Ooh
She comforts me when I am sad now She sticks with me when times are bad She kisses me and holds me so tight To me she's out of sight
Oh.. Lips so warm and tender Kisses so divine I thank the Lord up above For making Jamie all mine I'm so glad to belong to her And she's mine all mine
It must be love, I'm feeling This must be love Oh this must be love, I'm feeling This must be love
Well I wait in every day, just in case You decide to call And I can hardly wait, 'cause I never thought time could pass so slowly
It must be love, I'm feeling This must be love Oh this must be love, I'm feeling This must be love
Happiness is something I never thought I'd feel again, but now I know It's you that I've been looking for And day by day more and more I know what you think, you've heard it before Don't tell me I know But this feeling inside my heart You know I'm never letting go 'Cause I think that...
It must be love, I'm feeling This must be love Oh this must be love, I'm feeling This must be love
Words can only say so much It's hard to express The things you do to me You're everything I could ever dreamed you'd be
This must be love, I'm feeling This must be love Oh this must be love, I'm feeling This must be love...
James James Morrison Morrison Composer(s): A. Milne; Chad Mitchell Performer(s): The Chad Mitchell Trio
James James Morrison Morrison
Weatherby George DuPree Took great care of his mother though he was only three James James said to his mother "Mother," he said, said he "You must never go down to the end of the town if you don't go down with me Don't ever go down to the end of the town if you don't go down with me"
James James Morrison's mother put on her golden gown James James Morrison's mother, she drove to the end of the town James James Morrison's mother She said to herself, said she "Well, I can get down to the end of the town And be back in time for tea Well, I can get down to the end of the town And be back in time for tea"
King John put up a notice: "Lost, stolen or strayed James James Morrison's mother She seems to have been mislaid Wandering vaguely all about quite of her own accord She tried to get down to the end of the town Forty shillings reward She tried to get down to the end of the town Forty shillings reward
James James Morrison Morrison, commonly known as "Jim" Said to his other relations not to go blaming him For James James said to his mother "Mother", he said, said he "Don't ever go down to the end of the town If you don't go down with me You must never go down to the end of the town If you don't go down with me"
Now James James Morrison's mother She hasn't been heard of since King John sent down to give his regrets And so did the queen and the prince King John, somebody told me Said to a man he knew "If people go down to the end of the town Well what can anyone do? If people go down to the end of the town Well what can anyone do?"
This morning it was summer I remember long ago A skylark on my shoulder told me so
This morning we were lovers We were happy and we were gay But now, love you are somewhere far away You left me in the sunshine, now there is rain Oh I tried so hard to find you But all my searching was in vain
This evening it is winter Yet my heart sounds this alarm This morning it was summer in your arms Yes I tried so hard to find you But all my searching was in vain
This evening it is winter Yet my heart sounds this alarm This morning it was summer in your arms Summer in, summer in your arms
Crepe On The Old Cabin Door (aka Crepe Upon The Little Cabin Door)
Composer(s): Thompson - Guernsey
Performer(s): Vernon Dalhart
and multiple other artists
Oh, young fellows, do take warning While you this tale I tell I tell it from a heart that's sad and sore
Come and learn from me a lesson As I have learned it well From the crepe upon the little cabin door
Oh, I left my home and kindred And those who loved me well It broke my mother's heart, the life I led
Then, from her there came a letter To say she wished me well Now I tell to you the pleading words I read
"I'm getting old and feeble My hair will soon be grey And every day I'm waiting at the door
Oh, my boy, come home to see me Before I go away Oh, I fear I'll never see you anymore"
But I did not heed the warning I'd hear it day by day Just wasting time on women, wine and song
But this kind of sinful pleasure Lasts only for a day And the sorrows of repentance last so long
Then at last I journied homeward And as I climbed the hill I thought to see my mother's face once more
But as I passed through the gateway My aching heart stood still There was crepe upon the little cabin door
Oh, young fellows, do take warning You've heard this tale I tell You've heard it from a heart that's sad and sore
Come and learn from me a lesson As I have learned it well From the crepe upon the little cabin door
James Dean Composer(s): Jackson Browne; Glenn Frey; J.D. Souther; Don Henley Performer(s): The Eagles
James Dean, James Dean I know just what you mean James Dean, you said it all so clean And I know my life would look allright If I could see it on the silver screen
You were the lowdown rebel if there ever was Even if you had no cause James Dean, you said it all so clean And I know my life would look all right If I could see it on the silver screen
We'll talk about a low-down bad refrigerator You were just too cool for school Sock hop, soda pop, basketball and auto shop The only thing that got you off was breakin' all the rules James Dean, James Dean So hungry and so lean James Dean, you said it all so clean And I know my life would look all right If I could see it on the silver screen
Little James Dean, up on the screen Wond'rin' who he might be Along came a Spyder and picked up a rider And took him down the road to eternity
James Dean, James Dean, you bought it sight unseen
You were too fast to live, too young to die, bye-bye You were to fast to live, too young to die, bye-bye Bye-bye, Bye-bye, Bye-bye, Bye, bye
This Moody Bastard Composer(s): Walter Becker Performer(s): Walter Becker
Little friend of mine Can you still recall Our salad days Between the ivy walls? Beneath the autumn sun? When all is said and done We were a good combination We were good clean fun Still my thoughts roll back Every now and then Think about you Remembering I start in smiling and I just can't stop You on the bottom Me on top
These days it's like a tomb Amid in the stacks of gloom Looking out the window In the downstairs room And the time goes by And the time goes by Sometimes it goes so slowly You know a man could cry Till the day goes down In deep disgrace With empty pockets And a dirty face And then the day boils over And there's nothing there But a roomful of smoke and a lot of hot air
This moody bastard remembers You were some kind of friend even then Once in a great while He needs one... This moody bastard This moody bastard He needs one He needs some kind of friend now and again Once in blue moon Could use one This moody bastard
Little friend of mine You don't even know When the wind starts blowing How far a man could go Little friend of mine Are you even there Did you disappear Back into thin air If you 're still here with me If you got this far I hope you're smiling In fact I know you are
This moody bastard remembers You were some kind of friend even then Once in a great while He needs one... This moody bastard This moody bastard He needs one He needs some kind of friend now and again Once in blue moon Could use one This moody bastard This moody bastard
Creo Composer(s): Carlos Gali Performer(s): Javier Solís
Creo que estoy equivocado de camino creo que es imposible ya tu cariño Muchas veces lloré cuando cuenta me di de que no me querías, y al verme sufrir te reíste de mí con ironía
Creo que mi sinceridad fue mi castigo te di todo mi amor a cambio de martirio Después de fracasar por el mundo yo he de encontrar un amor, un amor de verdad
Creo que mi sinceridad fue mi castigo te di todo mi amor a cambio de martirio Después de fracasar por el mundo yo he de encontrar un amor, un amor de verdad
A great crowd had gathered outside of Kilmeinhem With their heads uncovered they knelt on the ground From inside that grim prison lay a brave Irish soldier His life for his country about to lay down
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland The firing party he bravely did face Then the order rang out: "Present Arms, Fire!" James Connolly fell into a ready-made grave
The black flag they hoisted the cruel deed was over Gone was the man who loved Ireland so well There was many a sad heart in Dublin that morning When they murdered James Connolly, the Irish Rebel!
God's curse on you, England, you cruel-hearted monster Your deeds they would shame all the devils in hell There are no flowers blooming but the shamrock is growing On the grave of James Connolly, the Irish Rebel!
Many years have rolled by since that Irish rebellion When the guns of Britannia they loudly did speak The bold I.R.A. they stood shoulder to shoulder And the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville Street
The Four Courts of Dublin the English bombarded The spirit of Freedom they tried hard to quell For above all the din rose the cry 'No Surrender' 'Twas the voice of James Cannolly, the Irish Rebel
This Moment In Time Composer(s): Carl Belew - Shelby Singelton - W.S. Stevenson Performer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck
More than a ripple Less than a splash The heir to a long line of glory Give me the morning and I'll give you a song It's so good being part of the story...
This Moment in Time This right time of day Oh-oh, I love being with you and watching my life at play...
My love in your eyes is light in my dreams and the feelings you choose have touches of blues and greens...
This trip into time this time, listen, praise And like a kid in a store I'll always want more to taste...
And no matter what comes I know the sun is gonna shine Because of you, and me there'll be This Moment in Time
And no matter what comes I know the sun is gonna shine Because of you, and me there'll be This Moment in Time
More than a ripple Less than a splash The heir to a long line of glory Give me the morning and I'll give you a song It's so good being part of the story...
This Moment in Time This right time of day Oh-oh, I love being with you and watching my life at play...
And no matter what comes I know the sun is gonna shine Because of you, and me there'll be This Moment in Time
Creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi creo poder captarlo creo que al fin nada tiene fin creo desesperado creo que morir es una sensación creo que vivir podría serlo pero ahora es algo mucho mas real creo que salí a ver un poco de sol creo que te vi bailando Beatles en alguna vieja casa del lugar
Creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi creo poder captarlo y ya no quiero verte tan triste, triste así creo que estas llorando me acuerdo que abrí la puerta y eras vos después me perdí mirándote desnuda y te reías de mi cara de maldad entonces sentí la cima del amor y si me caí no importa porque todo todo todo todo esto es de los dos
no quiero nada que nos haga mal yo creo yo creo y con eso basta creo que aun tal vez piensas en mi creo poder captarlo
James (Hold The Ladder Steady) Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk Performer(s): Sue Thompson
James, James hold the ladder steady James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready James, James hold the ladder steady I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms I'm a'comin' down to your arms
Now James and I we went to mama and showed her my diamond ring She said "my poor little baby, you must be crazy, to think of such a thing"
So James, James hold the ladder steady James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready James, James hold the ladder steady I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms I'm a'comin' down to your arms
Now James and I we went to daddy and said that we want to be wed Daddy said "nope, you'll just have to elope" and laughed as he went to bed
But James, James hold the ladder steady James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready James, James hold the ladder steady I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms I'm a'comin' down to your arms
I'd hate to see `em in the morning when they both completely flip He'll be sayin' "they cain't", she'll be feeling faint And I'll be kissing my husband`s lips
So James, James hold the ladder steady James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready James, James hold the ladder steady I'm a'comin' down to your ar-ar-ar-rms I'm a'comin' down to your arms
James, James hold the ladder steady James, James I'm packed tonight I'm ready James, James hold the ladder steady
This Melody Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - Julien Clerc Performer(s): Julien Clerc; Ray Hamilton
This melody Is a melody for you Cette mélodie C'est l'océan entre nous Cette mélodie D'eau salée et de mélancolie Dans ton pays Elle te revient parfois Comme ça, voilà, comme ça
Le vent d'ici Fait voler tous nos oiseaux Les champs d'ici Font ce qu'ils peuvent pour les troupeaux Les gens d'ici Qui ne connaîtront pas d'autre vie Dans ce pays Dont les fruits sont si beaux Qu'on se contente des noyaux This melody Is a melody for you Les gens d'ici ne sont pas plus grands Plus fiers ou plus beaux Seulement, ils sont d'ici, les gens d'ici, Comme cette mélodie
Les gens d'ici ne sont pas plus grands Plus fiers ou plus beaux Seulement, ils sont d'ici, les gens d'ici, Comme cette mélodie
Tu est partie Mais ton rève reste au chaud Ce vieux soleil Etait trop fort pour ta peau Cette mélodie Qui reviendra parfois dans ta vie Cette mélodie Dans ta ville s'est transformée en pluie, en pluie...
Creeque Alley Composer(s): John Phillips; Michelle Phillips Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy Just to leave the folk music behind Zol and Denny workin' for a penny Tryin' to get a fish on the line In a coffee house Sebastian sat And after every number they'd pass the hat McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher In L.A., you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Zolly said "Denny, you know there aren't many" "Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south" Denny said "Zolly, golly, don't you think that I wish" "I could play guitar like you" Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl) And after every number they'd pass the hat McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher In L.A., you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore But she changed her mind one day Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike "Take me to New York right away" When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher But that's what they were aimin' at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps Don't you work as hard as you play Make up, break up, everything is shake up Guess it had to be that way Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire In L.A., you know where that's at And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, who-o-oa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted And Mitchy wants to go to the sea Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it We knew she'd come eventually Greasin' on American Express cards It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations Can't go on indefinitely And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality