Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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This Time Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): Robert Shanley
'Twas not so long ago We sailed to meet the foe And thought our fighting days were done We thought 'twas over then But now we're in again To win the war that wasn't won
This time We will all make certain That this time is the last time
This time We will not say "Curtain" Till we ring it down In their own home town
For this time We are out to finish the job we started then Clean it up for all time this time So we won't have to do it again
Dressed up to win We're dressed up to win Dressed up for victory We are just beginning And we won't stop winning Till the world is free
We'll fight to the finish this time And we'll never have to do it again
Crooked Little House (aka Crooked Little Man)
Composer(s): Ersel Hickey - Ed E. Miller
First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1960
Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down My roof's got a hole in it and I might drown Oh yes, my roof's got a hole in it and I might drown
There was a crooked man and he had a crooked smile Had a crooked sixpence and he walked a crooked mile Had a crooked cat and he had a crooked mouse They all lived together in a crooked little house
Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down My roof's got a hole in it and I might drown Oh yes, my roof's got a hole in it and I might drown
Well, this crooked little man and his crooked little smile Took a crooked sixpence and he walked a crooked mile Bought some crooked nails and a crooked little bat Tried to fix his roof with a rat-a-tat-tat
Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh, oh no, don't let the rain come down My roof's got a hole in it and I might drown Oh yes, my roof's got a hole in it and I might drown
Now this crooked little man and his crooked cat and mouse They all lived together in a crooked little house Has a crooked door with a crooked little latch That's a crooked group with the crooked little patch
Uh-huh oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh oh no, don't let the rain come down Uh-huh,no no, don't let the rain come down My roof's got a hole in it and I might drown Oh yes, my roof's got a hole in it and I might drown!
J'attends les grands sommets de la plus haute étoile Où déposer ton cur pour le garder vivant J'attends de traverser la vie de salle en salle De couloirs en entrées, de fauteuils en divans J'attends de reposer sans peine et angoisse Auprès de ton amour qui traverse les ans J'attends de rassembler les morceaux de l'espace Où nous vivrons tous deux jusqu'à la fin des temps
J'attends que l'univers se réduise à nos curs Afin d'être à l'abri des méchants et des fous J'attends que nos instants s'éternisent en des heures Et que le fil du temps s'enroule autour de nous J'attends que le printemps fleurisse la chaumière Où je t'emmènerai passer l'éternité J'attends que le soleil soit fait de la lumière Et qu'une nuit l'hiver se transforme en été
J'attends que tous les bruits ne soient plus que musique Et le fond de la Terre une source de miel Et j'attends que jaillisse un geyser fantastique Entraînant nos élans jusqu'au plus haut du ciel C'est à toi que le Monde alors ressemblera Et je t'épouserai pour la seconde fois
Dragonfly Composer(s): John Bidwell Performer(s): Bert Jansch
Dragonfly, shines with the colours of the river Where shadows lie among the swaying leaves With the fruits of summer passing My lover, as she went
Still she smiles with all the beauty of the river Still she sighs among the swaying leaves Ah, she loves the earth so dearly Kinda mother of all
They cannot see, then they should look into her dark eyes They're open wide, they cannot tell a lie They should listen to her singing Sweet songs from all sides
Crois-moi, mon cur, on a bien le droit quand on aime De s'enlacer la nuit venue Sans que cela cause un problème Se rencontrer, pour s'embrasser dans la rue
Crois-moi, mon cur, on peut sous un portail complice Echanger nos mots d'amour Et nous y blottir sans malice Te caresser, tout oublier jusqu'au jour
Tant pis, tant pis pour tous ceux qui ne voient pas Le bonheur de la vie comme je le vois Et tant pis, tant pis pour ceux qui ne comprennent pas Que l'on a besoin de ça
Crois-moi, mon cur, quand le bonheur frappe à la porte Faut le prendre avec furie Avant qu'le temps n' le dévore Et l'inviter pour réchauffer notre vie
Et tant pis, tant pis pour tous ceux qui ne voient pas Le bonheur de la vie comme je le vois Et tant pis, tant pis pour ceux qui ne comprennent pas Que l'on a besoin de ça
Crois-moi, mon cur, s'il y en a qui s'en formalisent N'pensons pas, serrons-nous fort Et si cela les scandalise Ignorons les, tous deux serrés corps à corps Ignorons les, tous deux serrés corps à corps Crois-moi, mon cur
This Time Composer(s): David Hidalgo - Louie Pérez Performer(s): Los Lobos
Why do the days Go by so fast If only time Was built to last
If it could learn To take it slow Then maybe time At last would know
That if Monday, Tuesday Should go away It'll be Wednesday, Thursday Then Saturday And when Sunday comes It's just too late It's gotta be this time
How come the days Do what they do Maybe if time Time only knew
Could be that time Don't really know That it should try To take it slow
Then maybe Monday, Tuesday Won't go away Then maybe Thursday, Friday Could be like Saturday And when Sunday comes It's never too late It'll be this time It's gotta be this time
How come the days Do what they do Maybe if time Time only knew
That if Monday, Tuesday Should go away It'll be Wednesday, Thursday Then Saturday And when Sunday comes It's just too late It's gotta be this time It's gotta be this time It's never too late It'll be this time
J'Attendrai Composer(s): Vline Buggy; Lamont Dozier; Claude François; Brian Holland Performer(s): Claude François
Mais si un jour tu te retrouve toute seule Que tu t'imagines que les gens t'en veulent Que le bonheur soudain t'abandonne Que pour te consoler tu ne trouves personne Viens vite, viens vite, je t'attendrai, viens vite, je t'attendrai
J'attendrai que tu me reviennes à nouveau J'attendrai, j'attendrai longtemps s'il le faut
Oui et si un jour tout n'est que confusion Que ce nouvel amour n'était qu'illusion Qu'à la dérive tu te laisse aller Que tu cherches une main pour te rattraper Viens vite, viens vite, je t'attendrai, viens vite, je t'attendrai
J'attendrai que tu me reviennes à nouveau J'attendrai, j'attendrais longtemps s'il le faut J'attendrai que tu me reviennes à nouveau J'attendrai, j'attendrais longtemps s'il le faut
Oui car si ce jour devait arriver N'aie pas peur, j'oublierais le passé Ce jour-là surtout rappelle-toi Que tu peux toujours compter sur moi Viens vite, viens vite, je t'attendrai, viens vite, je t'attendrai
J'attendrai que tu me reviennes à nouveau J'attendrai, j'attendrais longtemps s'il le faut J'attendrai avec tout l'amour qu'il te faut J'attendrai, tu peux toujours compter sur moi...
This Time Composer(s): Kostas - Dwight Yoakam Performer(s): Dwight Yoakam
This time Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again
I tell myself each morning That we're through But every night I see That it's not true I run out And track her down Just so I can hang around And cry
This time Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again
Come on heart let's make believe we're fine We'll both agree the pain's just in our mind I'll close my eyes and try not to hear The things I'll say when she appears To haunt me
This time Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again
Draggin' Shackles Composer(s): Gary Stewart - Nat Stuckey Performer(s): Gary Stewart; Johnny Russell
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain Draggin' shackles down in Georgia That woman's every link in these old chains
James' House of Jewellery Had the ring she liked the most Just the thing I needed to win her hand Now, James' House of Jewellery Is a-missing one fine ring And James says he isn't sure I bought the ring
I'm draggin' shackles down in Georgia The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain Draggin' shackles down in Georgia That woman's every link in these old chains
I get up ev'ry mornin' Before the birds begin to sing The only place I see you's in a dream And the ??? of a captive heart Makes me wish I were dead Huntin' down the road with you in my arms, Lord I can't
Instead, I'm draggin' shackles down in Georgia The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain Draggin' shackles down in Georgia That woman's every link in these old chains
Draggin' shackles down in Georgia The mem'ry of her's burnin' up my brain Draggin' shackles down in Georgia That woman's every link in these old chains
Crocodiles Composer(s): Ian McCulloch - Pete De Freitas - Les Pattinson - Will Sergeant
First release by: Echo & The Bunnymen - 1980
I read it in a magazine I don't wanna see it again I threw away the magazine And looked for someone to explain I don't wanna look back I can't look around I don't wanna see it coming round
Listen to the ups and downs Listen to the sound they make Don't be scared when it gets loud When you're skin begins to shake 'Cause you don't wanna look back You gotta look tall You gotta see those creeps crawl
I know you know I know you know
I can see you've got the blues In your alligator shoes Me, I'm all smiles I got my crocodiles I don't wanna look back I can't turn around I don't want to see it coming down
Met someone just the other day Said wait until tomorrow I said, hey what you doing today He said, I'm going to do it tomorrow Met someone just the other day Said wait until tomorrow I said, hey, what you doing today I'm going to do it tomorrow
This Strange Effect ((Dutch Version: Verkeerd Terecht (Wendy Van Wanten) - 1996)) Composer(s): Ray Davies First release by: Dave Berry - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
You've got this strange effect on me And I like it
You've got this strange effect on me And I like it
You make my world in white You make my darkness bright, oh yes You've got this strange effect on me And I like it, and I like it
And I like the way you kiss me Don't know if I should But this feeling it's love and I know it That's why I feel good
You've got this strange effect on me And I like it
You've got this strange effect on me And I like it
You make my world in white You make my darkness bright, oh yes You've got this strange effect on me And I like it, and I like it
Crocodile Rock Composer(s): Elton John - Bernie Taupin
First release by: Elton John - 1973
Covered by multiple other artists
I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were rocking round the clock we were hopping and bopping to the crocodile rock
Well crocodile rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the crocodile rocking was out of sight
But the years went by and the rock just died Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got burning up to the crocodile rock Learning fast as the weeks went past we really thought the crocodile rock would last
J'Arrive Où Je Suis Étranger Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Rien n'est précaire comme vivre Rien comme être n'est passager C'est un peu fondre comme le givre Et pour le vent être léger J'arrive où je suis étranger
Un jour tu passes la frontière D'où viens-tu mais où vas-tu donc Demain qu'importe et qu'importe hier Le coeur change avec le chardon Tout est sans rime ni pardon
Passe ton doigt là sur ta tempe Touche l'enfance de tes yeux Mieux vaut laisser basses les lampes La nuit plus longtemps nous va mieux C'est le grand jour qui se fait vieux
Les arbres sont beaux en automne Mais l'enfant qu'est-il devenu Je me regarde et je m'étonne De ce voyageur inconnu De son visage et ses pieds nus
Peu à peu tu te fais silence Mais pas assez vite pourtant Pour ne sentir ta dissemblance Et sur le toi-même d'antan Tomber la poussière du temps
C'est long vieillir au bout du compte Le sable en fuit entre nos doigts C'est comme une eau froide qui monte C'est comme une honte qui croît Un cuir à crier qu'on corroie
C'est long d'être un homme une chose C'est long de renoncer à tout Et sens-tu les métamorphoses Qui se font au-dedans de nous Lentement plier nos genoux
O mer amère, ô mer profonde Quelle est l'heure de tes marées Combien faut-il d'années-secondes A l'homme pour l'homme abjurer Pourquoi pourquoi ces simagrées
Rien n'est précaire comme vivre Rien comme être n'est passager C'est un peu fondre comme le givre Et pour le vent être léger J'arrive où je suis étranger
Verkeerd Terecht ((Adapted from: This Strange Effect (Dave Berry) - 1965)) Composer(s): Ray Davies - Yvan Brunetti Performer(s): Wendy Van Wanten - 1996
Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny Maar het deert niet Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny Maar het geeft niet Jij houdt zo van gevaar Pijn wordt jij nooit gewaar Ja... Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny en je weet het Ja, je weet het
Maar toch wil ik dat je mij kust 'k Hou steeds meer van jou Nee, 't heeft geen zin dat je mij nu sust Ooit verlies ik jou
Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny Maar het deert niet Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny Maar het geeft niet Jij houdt zo van gevaar Pijn wordt jij nooit gewaar Ja... Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny en je weet het Ja, je weet het
Maar toch wil ik dat je mij kust 'k Hou steeds meer van jou Nee, 't heeft geen zin dat je mij nu sust Ooit verlies ik jou
Jij komt verkeerd terecht, Johny En je weet het Ja, je weet het
