Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Three Legs Composer(s): Paul McCartney Performer(s): Paul McCartney
Well when I walk, when I walk On my horse upon the hill (when I walk the horse upon a hill) Well when I walk, walk, walk, walk On my horse upon the hill (when I walk the horse upon a hill) And I lay me down will my lover love me still
A Dog is here, (a dog is here), a dog is there (a dog is there) My dog he got three leg but he can't run
Well when I thought, well I thought when I thought you was my friend (when I thought I could call you my friend) When I thought, when I thought when I thought you was my friend (when I thought I could call you my friend) but you laid me down, put my heart around the bend
A fly flies in (a fly flies in), a fly flies out (a fly flies out) most flies they got three leg, but mine got one. Well when I fly when I fly when I fly, when I fly above the cloud (when I fly above the man in the crowd) Well when I fly when I fly when I fly, when I fly above the crowd (when I fly above the man in the crowd)
You can knock me down with a feather, yes you could but you know it's not allowed (but you know it's not allowed)
A Dog is here, (a dog is here), a dog is there (a dog is there) My dog he got three leg but he can't run
Crying And Laughing Composer(s): Chris de Burgh Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
Searchlights, rain on the road Waiting for the airport limousine Your time in this foreign land Is nearly over, I'll never forget how
Last night, after he called You held me like you'd never let me go But your eyes are happy now And you are beautiful, you're ready to leave me
Homeward, back to your world Back to the one who is there Go now, but go in love For it's the only way
And you'll be crying, laughing Half a world away You'll be crying, laughing For the love we have When you go away...
Long ride, holding her hand Looking all the words we cannot speak One mile to the boulevard And the aeroplane that's waiting to take you
Homeward, back to your land Back to the one who is there Go now, but go in love For it's the only way
And you'll be crying, laughing Half a world away You'll be crying, laughing For the love we have But you must go Crying, laughing Half a world away You'll be crying, laughing Don't forget me love When you go away...
(I Can Recall) Spain ((aka Spain (Chick Corea & Return to Forever) - 1973; Follow Me (Demis Roussos) - 1982; All My Life (Helmut Lotti) - 1995)) ((Adapted from: Concierto De Aranjuez (Regino Sainz de la Maza and Orquesta Filarmónica de Barcelona) - 1940)) Composer(s): Joaquim Rodrigo - Al Jarreau - Artie Maren Performer(s): Al Jarreau - 1980 and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Aranjuez, Mon Amour (Richard Anthony)
1967 - Caro Amore (Fabrizio De André)
1967 - Trenodia (Mina)
1967 - Aranjuez, La Tua Voce (Dalida)
1968 - Aranjuez Melodie (Nana Mouskouri)
1984 - En Aranjuez Con Mi Amor (Nana Mouskouri)
A stick a stone It's the end of the road
It's the rest of the stump It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass It is life, it's the sun
It is night, it is death It's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms A fox in the brush
The knot in the wood The song of the thrush
The wood of the wind A cliff, a fall
A scratch, a lump It is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free It's the end of a slope
It's a beam, it's a void It's a hunch, it's a hope
And the riverbank talks Of the water of March
It's the end of the strain It's the joy in your heart
The foot, the ground The flesh, the bone
The beat of the road A slingshot stone
A fish, a flash A silvery glow
A fight, a bet The range of the bow
The bed of the well The end of the line
The dismay in the face It's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike A point, a nail
A drip, a drop The end of the tale
A truckload of bricks In the soft morning light
The shot of a gun In the dead of the night
A mile, a must A thrust, a bump
It's a girl, it's a rhyme It's the cold, it's the mumps
One, two, and three jolly coachmen sat at an English tavern Three jolly coachmen sat at an English tavern And they decided, and they decided, and they decided to have another flagon
Landlord, fill the flowing bowl until it doth run over Landlord, fill the flowing bowl until it doth run over For tonight we merr-I be For tonight we merr-I be For tonight we merr-I be Tomorrow we'll be sober (What!)
Here's to the man who drinks dark ale and goes to bed quite mellow! Here's to the man who drinks dark ale and goes to bed quite mellow! He lives as he ought to live He lives as he ought to live He lives as he ought to live He'll die a jolly good fellow! (Ha! Ha! Ha!)
Here's to the man who drinks water pure and goes to bed quite sober Here's to the man who drinks water pure and goes to bed quite sober He falls as the leaves do fall He falls as the leaves do fall He falls as the leaves do fall He'll die before October! (Ho! Ho! Ho!)
Here's to the maid who steals a kiss and runs to tell her mother Here's to the maid who steals a kiss and runs to tell her mother She's a foolish, foolish thing She's a foolish, foolish thing She's a foolish, foolish thing For she'll not get another (Pity!)
Here's to the maid who steals a kiss and stays to steal another Here's to the maid who steals a kiss and stays to steal another She's a boon to all man kind She's a boon to all man kind She's a boon to all man kind For soon she'll be a mother!
Crying Spanish Title: Llorando - 2001 Composer(s): Joe Melson; Roy Orbison First release by: Roy Orbison - 1961 Covered by multiple other artists
I was all right for a while I could smile for a while But I saw you last night You held my hand so tight As you stopped to say hello Oh you wished me well, you couldn't tell That I'd been...
Crying over you Crying over you Then you said so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying It's hard to understand But the touch of your hand Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more Than I did before But darling, what can I do Now you don't love me And I'll always be
Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
Three Hundred Pounds Of Joy Composer(s): Willie Dixon First release by: Howlin' Wolf - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
All you girls think the days are gone You don't have to worry, you can have your fun Take me, baby, for your little boy Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy This is it This is it Look what you get
You been creeping and hiding behind his back 'Cause you got you a man that you don't like Throw that Jack, baby, outta your mind Follow me, baby, have a real good time This is it This is it Look what you get
Hoy! Hoy! I'm the boy Three hundred pounds of heavenly joy I'm so glad that you understand Three hundred pounds of muscle and man This is it This is it Look what you get
If the men's all mad then the women's glad If the little kids' happy then the old folk's mad I'm so glad that you understand Three hundred pounds of muscle and man This is it This is it Look what you get
Llorando Adapted from: Crying - 1961 Composer(s): Joe Melson; Roy Orbison; Thania Sánz Performer(s): Rebekah Del Rio - 2001
Yo estaba bien por un tiempo volviendo a sonreír Luego anoche te vi tu mano me tocó y el saludo de tu voz Y hablé muy bien y tú sin saber que he estado llorando por tu amor llorando por tu amor Luego de tu adiós sentí todo mi dolor Sola y llorando, llorando, llorando No es fácil de entender que al verte otra vez yo esté llorando
Yo que pensé que te olvidé pero es verdad, es la verdad que te quiero aun más mucho más que ayer Dime tú que puedo hacer ¿No me quieres ya? Y siempre estaré llorando por tu amor llorando por tu amor Tu amor se llevó todo mi corazón Y quedo llorando, llorando, llorando, llorando por tu amor
Je L'Aime English Title: Girl Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney; Hugues Aufray; Vline Buggy Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Mon histoire est une histoire Comme on en voit tous les jours On croit pouvoir s'aimer pour la vie Ce que l'on a cru à jour On veut y croire pour toujours Mais déjà on se perd dans la nuit
Je l'aime Je l'aime
Quand je lui disais qu'un jour Il faudrait bien se quitter Elle semblait se détourner de moi Pourtant elle cachait ses yeux Dans ses cheveux pour pleurer Je cherche encore à savoir pourquoi
Je l'aime Je l'aime
Je ne l'oublierai jamais Je la cherche dans les rues Comme un fou Je crois entendre sa voix Et il me semble la trouver partout Partout
Je l'aime Je l'aime
Ne lui a-t-on pas appris Lorsqu'elle n'était qu'une enfant Que le temps est souvent le plus fort Les défaites de la vie Marquent un garçon pour longtemps Le saura-t-elle quand je serai mort
Three Hundred Pounds Of Hongry Composer(s): Donnie Fritts - Eddie Hinton Performer(s): Donnie Fritts; Eddie Hinton; Marcia Ball
Three hundred pounds of hongry Down to her house every Sunday Boil them taters and butter them buns Lickin' that grease right off they thumbs Three hundred pounds Tall as she round And every pound of that body so fine I can hardly b'lieve that it's mine
Oooo, how that three hundred pounds amaze me When she gets down in the gravy God almighty, what a soulful groove When she gets down in the barbecue Three hundred pounds Tall as she round And every pound of that body so fine I can hardly b'lieve that it's mine - oh man!
Everybody ax me why Do you love a woman twice yo' size? Well don't you know, the bigger the better And that three hundred pounds sho'nuf got it all together Lovin' that lard and gettin' them grits Lovin' her mo' the bigger she gits Now let yourself go You big ol' thang, don't you know I don't care if she weighs a ton Long as I can butter yo' buns
Three hundred pounds Tall as she round You big ol' thang, don't you know That, Lord, I love you so
Cryin' To Be Heard Composer(s): Dave Mason Performer(s): Traffic
Somebody's cryin' to be heard And there's also someone who hears every word
Sail across the ocean with your back against the wind Listening to nothing save the calling of a bird And when the rain begins to fall, don't you start to curse It may be just the tears of someone that you never heard
Reflected in the water is a face that you don't know And isn't it surprising when you find out it's your own? And so you try to find out whether it is friend or foe And what it wants to know, and what it wants to know
Well, you're wrapped up in your little world and no one can get in You sit and think of everything, then you wonder where you've been You put the blame on someone that you've hardly ever known And then you realize too late the blame was all your own
Je L'Aimais Composer(s): Michel Berger Performer(s): France Gall
Toute seule devant la glace Je comptais les secondes Qui passaient comme des années Mais que faire, quoi que je fasse Une seule chose au monde M'empêchait de respirer et d'exister
Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais je savais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais que jamais Jamais je ne pourrais L'oublier tout à fait Et je réalisais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais
Objets inanimés, avez-vous donc une âme Et peut-on vous oublier J'aimais tant mon passé Mais je me sentais femme Et le futur me gagnait Et je sentais
Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais je savais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais que jamais Jamais je ne pourrais L'oublier tout à fait Et je réalisais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais
Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais je savais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais Je savais que jamais Jamais je ne pourrais L'oublier tout à fait Et je réalisais Que je l'aimais je l'aimais Je l'aimais je l'aimais
Three Hours Composer(s): Nick Drake First release by: Nick Drake - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists
Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies, hoping to keep the sun from his eyes East from the city and down to the cave in search of a master, in search of a slave
Three hours from London, Jacomo's free, taking his woes down to the sea In search of a lifetime to tell when he's home, in search of a story that's never been known
Three hours from speaking, everyone's flown, not wanting to be seen on their own Three hours is needed to leave from them all, three hours to wonder and three hours to fall
Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies, hoping to keep the sun from his eyes East from the city and down to the cave in search of a master, in search of a slave
Cryin' In The Rain Composer(s): Burleigh Drummond
Performer(s): Ambrosia
Lookin' for affection Look in my direction Honey, don't you hesitate You say you're such a young girl Livin' in a rough world Let me try and ease your pain
But someone's cryin' in the rain Someone's cryin' out loud Someone's callin' your name Someone's callin' it now It's madness
Baby Look into the madness Girl, don't let your sadness Keep your love away right now How I'd like to hold you Things I'd like to show you Can I get to you somehow?
But someone's cryin' in the rain Someone's cryin' out loud Someone's callin' your name Someone's callin' it now It's madness
Baby, the rain it keeps on fallin' Who in the world will stop the rain Baby, the rain it keeps on fallin' Who in the world will stop the rain
Lookin' for affection Look in my direction Honey, don't you hesitate (Girl) You say you're such a young girl Livin' in a rough world Let me try and ease your pain
Someone's cryin' in the rain (Cryin' in the rain) Someone's cryin' out loud Someone's callin' your name (Callin' your name) Someone's callin' it now It's madness
Je La Connais Si Bien Composer(s): Joe Dassin; Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Joe Dassin
À l'heure qu'il est Je sais qu'elle se réveille La tête pleine de petits soucis Les enfants qu'on a puni la veille Et qu'il va falloir sortir du lit
À l'heure qu'il est Elle est devant sa glace Elle passe la main sur son cou Fait la grimace Ne se plaît pas beaucoup
Je la connais si bien Que même au bout du monde Je peux suivre de loin Son chemin quotidien
À l'heure qu'il est Je sais qu'elle est plus belle Que toutes les autres femmes de la ville Tous les hommes se retournent sur elle Et je suis le roi des imbéciles De n'être pas ce soir devant l'école Quêtant la sortie des enfants Qui caracolent Au-devant de leurs mamans
Je la connais si bien Que même au bout du monde Je peux suivre de loin Son chemin quotidien
À l'heure qu'il est Je sais qu'elle se demande Comment me chasser de son souvenir Avec ce gamin qui me ressemble Dans chaque geste, chaque sourire
À l'heure qu'il est Cette heure était la nôtre Elle ne l'est plus, c'est du passé Peut-être un autre Saura-t-il mieux l'aimer
Je la connais si bien Que même au bout du monde Je peux suivre de loin Son chemin quotidien
Three Handed Woman Composer(s): Ben Raleigh - Irv Taylor Performer(s): Louis Jordan and multiple other artists
She's a three handed woman, a three handed woman She's right-handed, and left-handed, and under-handed too She's a three handed woman and she knows just what to do She's a three handed woman and she ain't no good for you
With her left hand she'll caress you while her right hand straightens your tie Then she'll pick up the telephone call up another guy You could take her here and take her there, but you'll find before you are through You think you've been takin' her, but she's been takin' you
'Cause she's a three handed woman and she knows just what to do She's a three handed woman and she ain't no good for you
Ev'ry time you take her dancin', while her arms hold you tight 'Cross your shoulder she's makin' eyes at ev'ry man in sight When she says goodnight, she tells you you're the one she's crazy about But you can bet that someone else walks in when you walk out
'Cause she's a three handed woman and she knows just what to do She's a three handed woman and she ain't no good for you
Cry, Cry Again Composer(s): Dick Land - Liz Anderson
Performer(s): Tammy Wynette; Lynn Anderson
I put my little girl to bed with teardrops in her eyes All day I've tried to comfort her and louder were her cries I left her there to say her prayers and stepped outside the door The prayer I heard was one I knew I'd never heard before
Please have my mommy ask my daddy to come home Sometimes I'll cry and get my way and mommy's so alone She told me once that when I'm right, I never should give in So if at first I don't succeed, I'll cry cry again
I know our little girl is right and we're both in the wrong And so I've called you up tonight to ask you please come home I can't go on or stand for long the way she cried today And I can't go to sleep at night because I heard her pray
Please have my mommy ask my daddy to come home Sometimes I'll cry and get my way and mommy's so alone She told me once that when I'm right, I never should give in So if at first I don't succeed, I'll cry cry again
Je Hais Les Dimanches Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Florence Véran First release by: Juliette Gréco - 1955
Covered by multiple other artists Titles In Other Languages: 1968 - Wat Haat Ik De Zondag (by Conny Vandenbos) 1971 - Sunday's Not My Day (by Charles Aznavour)
Tous les jours de la semaine Sont vides et sonnent le creux Bien pire que la semaine Y a le dimanche prétentieux Qui veut paraître rose Et jouer les généreux Le dimanche qui s'impose Comme un jour bienheureux
Je hais les dimanches! Je hais les dimanches!
Dans la rue y a la foule Des millions de passants Cette foule qui coule D'un air indifférent Cette foule qui marche Comme à un enterrement L'enterrement d'un dimanche Qui est mort depuis longtemps
Je hais les dimanches! Je hais les dimanches!
Tu travailles toute la semaine et le dimanche aussi C'est peut-être pour ça que je suis de parti-pris Chéri, si simplement tu étais près de moi Je serais prête à aimer tout ce que je n'aime pas
Les dimanches de printemps Tout flanqués de soleil Qui effacent en brillant Les soucis de la veille Dimanche plein de ciel bleu Et de rires d'enfants De promenades d'amoureux Aux timides serments
Et de fleurs aux branches Et de fleurs aux branches
Et parmi la cohue Des gens, qui, sans se presser Vont à travers les rues Nous irions nous glisser Tous deux, main dans la main Sans chercher à savoir Ce qu'il y aura demain N'ayant pour tout espoir
Que d'autres dimanches Que d'autres dimanches
Et tous les honnêtes gens Que l'on dit bien-pensants Et ceux qui ne le sont pas Et qui veulent qu'on le croie Et qui vont à l'église Parce que c'est la coutume Qui changent de chemise Et mettent un beau costume Ceux qui dorment vingt heures Car rien ne les en empêche Ceux qui se lèvent de bonne heure Pour aller à la pêche Ceux pour qui c'est le jour D'aller au cimetière Et ceux qui font l'amour Parce qu'ils n'ont rien à faire Envieraient notre bonheur Tout comme j'envie le leur D'avoir des dimanches De croire aux dimanches D'aimer les dimanches Quand je hais les dimanches ...
Three Cool Cats ((French Version: Nouvelle Vague (Richard Anthony) - 1959)) Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller First release by: The Coasters - 1959 Covered by multiple other artists
Three cool cats Three cool cats Are coming up in a beat up car Spitting up a lift of candy bar Talking on about how sharp they are Three cool cats
Three cool chicks Are walking down the street Swinging their hips Splitting up a bag of potato chips I think cool cats really did flip Three cool chicks Yeah three cool chicks
Well up came that first cool cat He said, "Man look at that Man, do you see what I see?" "Well I want that middle chick" "I want that little chick" "Hey man save once chick for me" Hey, well three cool chicks Three cool chicks
Well they love like angels from up above And three cool cats really fell in love But three cool chicks Made three fools out of three cool cats Three cool cats
Well up came that first cool cat He said, "Man look at that Man, do you see what I see?" "Well I want that middle chick" "I want that little chick" "Hey man save one chick for me" Yeah ah
Three cool chicks Three cool chicks They look like angels from up above And three cool cats really fell in love And three cool chicks Made three fools out of three cool cats Three cool cats
Cry, Baby, Cry Composer(s): Jimmy Eaton; Terry Shand Performer(s): Judy Garland and multiple other artists
Cry, baby, cry, cry, baby cry Just the way I did the day you broke my heart Cry, baby, cry, you flew too high Tables turned and now you've learned you're not so smart You broke every promise You couldn't be true You gave me the go-by For somebody new when I needed you Cry, baby, cry My eyes are dry I'm laughin' up my sleeve to see my cry baby cry
