Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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The Donovans Composer(s): Francis Fahy - Alicia Adelaide Needham Performer(s): Bing Crosby, Barry Fitzgerald & Ann Blyth
Well if you would like to see The height of hospitality The cream of kindly welcome And the core of cordiality The joys of all the olden times You're wishin' to recall again Come down to Donovans And there you'll meet them all again
Oh, céad mile fáilte They'll greet you down at Donovans As cheery as the springtime As Irish as the conovan The wish of my heart is If ever I had anyone That ev'ry luck that lightens life May light upon the Donovan
As soon as e're you lift the latch The little ones are meetin' you And as soon as you're beneath the thatch Kindly looks are greetin' you Scarcely are you ready To be holdin' out the ?????????? When down by the fireside You're sittin' in the midst of them
(Oh, céad mile fáilte) (They greet you at Donovans) As cheery as the springtime As Irish as the conovan (The wish of my heart is) (If ever I had anyone) That ev'ry luck that lightens life May light upon the Donovan
(Hey!)
(Hey! Hey!)
(Hey!)
(Donovans!)
Well, then when you rise to go it's "Hah, hah, hah, now then, sit down again" "Isn't it a haste you're in" and "Won't you soon come round again, hmmmm" Your cobeen and your overcoat You'd better pull it stray from them T'will take you all your time to try And tear yourself away from them
Oh, céad mile fáilte They'll greet you down at Donovans As cheery as the springtime As Irish as the conovan The wish of my heart is If ever I had anyone That ev'ry luck that lightens life May light upon the Donovan
That ev'ry luck that lightens life May light upon the Donovan
Ídolo De Los Quemados Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich Performer(s): León Gieco
Soy mezcla de baguala Internet y tango viejo No hay nada más hermoso que el lunfardo de Rivero Cuando voy con Don Sixto por calles del buen aire jamás nos detenemos a mirar el afichaje Es parte del folkclore Es parte del derroche
Soy mezcla de baguala Internet y tango viejo No hay nada más hermoso que el lunfardo de Rivero
Sueño ir por Buenos Aires y con Sabat tomar un café
para volar un ratito con las alas de Gardel Un sueño del 2001
y del 3000 también
Cuando partí, mi viejo me aconsejó que no viviera en San Miguel, Moreno, Ituzaingó o en Haedo
"Andá directamente donde están los presidentes" Por eso, en Moreno 411 y Defensa en una pensión mugrienta
se alojó este cabeza
Cuando no hay opción, el pueblo sufre y se la banca Y aunque es medio quedado nunca irá para la Plaza La Plaza es de los años y de las madres santas que buscan a sus hijos y los seguirán buscando Es parte de la historia Es parte de la sangre
Le doy una limosna a Martín Fierro y al Quijote que están cansados de luchar pidiendo en Plaza Once No me trates como un Dios soy sólo un bolso que hace shows Extraño a mi vieja en el síndrome del batón Soy un muñeco roto junto a la Biblia y el calefón
Hay un viejo podrido que quemó el jardín florido y tiene un hijo imbécil con la cara de asesino Sabemos que este pueblo aún vive de promesas Las minas argentinas fueron más después de Eva De que las hay, las hay Nunca tendrás tu calle, Alsogaray
Comprame, soy barato canto gratis por los barrios Como no entro en tu target no me pases por tu radio Yo digo cárcel y castigo a corruptos y asesinos Si la ley no alcanza, sos persona que no es grata Me hice ateo, nomás, Videla usó mi Dios para matar
Vos que le echas la culpa a bolivianos y peruanos a los que cortan rutas o están sus tierras reclamando, no seas tan tarado, el que te jode está a tu lado Los diarios le dan tapa y la tele un buen horario se sienta a cualquier mesa a negociar la sangre nueva
Soy un guerrero más de este rock que está quebrado Estoy para el mangazo Soy el ídolo de los quemados No sé muy bien adonde voy misterios tiene la canción Me gusta la tranquilidad de un cementerio viejo Temele a los vivos Nunca te harán daño los muertos
Kentucky Means Paradise Composer(s): Merle Travis Performer(s): Rick Nelson; Glen Campbell; The Green River Boys; Jimmy Dean; Randall Hylton; Roger Bellow; Billy Jack Wills
You take a K and an E N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y And that spells Kentucky And it means paradise
You take a chicken and you kill it And you put it in the skillet And you fry it up a golden brown And that's southern cookin' And that's mighty nice
It don't cover a lot when you look on a map But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap
You take a K and an E N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y And that spells Kentucky And it means paradise
It don't cover a lot when you look on a map But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap
You take a K and an E N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y And that spells Kentucky And it means paradise
It don't cover a lot when you look on a map But I once studied Geography when sittin' in my mammy's lap
You take a K and an E N and a T, a U and a C, K, Y And that spells Kentucky And it means paradise
The Broken Record Composer(s): Cliff Friend - Harry Tobias - Boyd Bunch Performer(s): Guy Lombardo & His Royal Canadians and multiple other artists
My Sweetheart, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous, you're gorgeous tonight That's a song I heard on the phonograph The needle caught on the broken half And kept playing... and saying
My Sweetheart, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you, I kiss you I kiss you, I kiss you tonight All at once I started to think of you The things I've wanted to say and do When we're dancing... romancing
The broken record played on and then The broken record started again
My Sweetheart, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, I love you, I do Oh, the tune sounds silly I will agree The words sound daffy, but not to me For there's no doubt it's the way I feel about you
Idle Gossip Composer(s): Joseph Meyer; Floyd Huddleston Performer(s): Perry Como; Cliff Richard; Sarah Vaughan
Friends may often come to you with idle gossip Should they say our love is through, that's idle gossip! Let the rumours come an' go, we'll prove to everyone we still carry on as though our love affair has just begun!
Now an' then let's stop an' kiss when we're out walking someone's sure to notice this and they'll start talking! In their idle gossip, they may say that I love you an' this time, idle gossip will be true!
In their idle gossip, they may say that I love you an' this time, idle gossip will be true!
Kentucky Rain Composer(s): Eddie Rabbitt; Dick Heard Performer(s): Elvis Presley; Barb Jungr; Orion; Eddie Rabbitt
Seven lonely days And a dozen towns ago I reached out one night And you were gone Don't know why you'd run, What you're running to or from All I know is I want to bring you home
So I'm walking in the rain, Thumbing for a ride On this lonely Kentucky backroad I've loved you much too long And my love's too strong To let you go, never knowing What went wrong
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down And up ahead's another town That I'll go walking thru With the rain in my shoes, Searchin for you In the cold Kentucky rain, In the cold Kentucky rain
Showed your photograph To some old gray bearded man Sitting on a bench Outside a gen'ral store They said "Yes, she's been here" But their memory wasn't clear Was it yesterday, No, wait the day before
So I fin'ly got a ride With a preacher man who asked "Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?" As we drove on thru the rain As he listened I explained And he left me with a prayer That I'd find you
The Bramble Bush Composer(s): Frank De Vol - Mack David Performer(s): Trini Lopez
The bramble bush is lovely, it fills you with delight The flowers on the bramble bush are all so pink and white But if you reach to pluck one, as sure as you are born The bramble bush will stick you with it's prickly thorn
And the pretty girl is like a bramble bush Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much Oh, a pretty girl is like a bramble bush But you'll get stuck if you should touch
The girl I fell in love with was such a lovely sight So beautiful to gaze upon, so soft and pink and white And as I reached to kiss her, beneath the summer skies I was so much in love, I didn't realise
That a pretty girl is like a bramble bush Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much Oh, a pretty girl is like a bramble bush But you'll get stuck if you should touch
The summer soon was over and autumn chilled the sky The flowers on the bramble bush began to fade and die And with the faded flowers, my true love travelled on And I can feel the thorns now that my lover has gone
But the pretty girl, yes, is like a bramble bush Yes, a pretty girl will thrill you very much Oh, the pretty girl is like a bramble bush But you'll get stuck if you should touch
Oh, the bramble bush Yes, the bramble bush Oh, the bramble bush Yes, the bramble bush
They say the men who looked for gold Were warmed by the sun in her glance So, they fell for the belle of the Yukon And their dreams remembered how to dance
They say her voice could tame the wind Wherever she was it was spring So, they fell for the belle of the Yukon And their hearts remembered how to sing
When old timers talk of early glories She's always somewhere in their stories They say her smile could melt the moon And roses were willing to grow
When they tell of the belle of the Yukon Well, it may be true for all we know It happened many years ago
Idiosincrasia Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Dios te ilumine, si Dios quiere con la ayuda de Dios A Dios rogando, y con el mazo dando adiós Vaya por Dios, Dios mío, la de Dios es Cristo, como hay Dios Dios mediante, si Dios no lo remedia los sin-Dios, con Dios, como Dios manda palabra de Dios Aquí no se mueve ni Dios castigo de Dios, por Dios, por Dios... Dios los crea, los que Dios mande Dios proveerá Dios aprieta pero no ahoga a la buena de Dios La Madre de Dios, en las manos de Dios como Dios, por esos mundos de Dios en nombre de Dios ¡Dios Santo! ¡Dios no lo permita! Dios te bendiga pordiosero vive Dios Dios se lo pague vive Dios Dios te oiga vive Dios Dios bendito vive Dios Dios nos pille confesados ... Aquí no se aclara ni Dios gracias a Dios
Kentucky Woman Composer(s): Neil Diamond Performer(s): Deep Purple; and various other artists
Kentucky Woman She shines in her own kind of light She looks at you once in a day And what's wrong is alright And I love her, God knows I love her
Kentucky Woman She gets to know you She gets to hold you Kentucky Woman
She ain't the kind to turn at the drop of her name Well all the things she does they turn you on just the same And I love her, God knows I love her
Kentucky Woman She gets to know you She gets to hold you Kentucky Woman
I don't want much The Good Lord's earth beneath my feet A gentle touch Cause that one girl in life is sweet and good There ain't no doubt, I'm talking about
Kentucky Woman She gets to know you She gets to hold you Kentucky Woman
Kentucky Woman she shines in her own kind of light She looks at you once in a day And what's wrong is alright And I love her, yes I do, I love her
Kentucky Woman She gets to know you She gets to hold you Kentucky Woman Kentucky Woman Kentucky Woman Kentucky Woman
Just about three years ago
Two young folk, they met
They fell in love right there and then
Never to forget
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Their love grew stronger hour by hour
The end of ev'ry day
They'd kiss goodbye and with a smile
To each other they would say
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Then one day a letter came
And in it Terry read
To serve his Country he must go
To leave Mary he would dread
The day's seemed weeks, the months seemed years
But Mary's love was strong
Then she found no letters came
But in her heart there was a sound
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
One afternoon, a telegram
"Meet me at the train at half-past-five"
Oh, Mary's heart was filled with joy
Was Terry still alive?
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
She ran down to the station
It was Terry standing there
She threw her arms around his neck
Their voices filled the air
Terry Brown's in love with Mary Dee
Idées Noires Composer(s): Bernard Lavilliers Performer(s): Bernard Lavilliers & Nicoletta
Il se lève, c'est l'heure, écrase son mégot Dans sa tasse de café, éteint la stéréo Eteint le lampadaire, éteint le plafonnier Eteint dans la cuisine, met la sécurité Un couloir Une porte Un lit C'est la nuit Quelques pills pour dormir, je n'sais plus où je suis Un store noir Une porte Un lit C'est l'ennui Rien à faire pour l'amour, mais ne dis pas toujours
Où es-tu, quand tu es dans mes bras? Que fais-tu, est-ce que tu penses à moi? D'où viens-tu ? Un jour tu partiras Où es-tu, quand tu es dans mes bras?
Je fais des mauvais rêves, j'suis sur un mauvais câble Dans la paranoïa, pas de marchand de sable J'vois en panoramique urgente et désirable Une blonde décapitée dans sa décapotable Cauchemar Highway Bad trip Fumée noire Une vamp vorace tue au fond d'un couloir J'en sors pas Cafard Bad trip Idées noires Avalé par l'espace au fond d'un entonnoir
J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras
J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras
J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire J'veux m'enfuir, j'veux partir, j'veux d'l'amour, du plaisir D'la folie, du désir, j'veux pleurer et j'veux rire
J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras
J'veux m'enfuir, quand tu es dans mes bras J'veux m'enfuir, est-ce que tu rêves de moi J'veux m'enfuir, tu ne penses qu'à toi J'veux m'enfuir, tout seul tu finiras...
Kermis In Breda Composer(s): Louis Neefs Performer(s): Louis Neefs
Jassen aan Popelend om eindelijk op weg te gaan Vergeten, al je wachten Die slapeloze nachten En je bent al in gedachten Op de kermis in Breda
Luilekkerland Met ballen gooien, poffertjes, een steile wand Suikerspinnen, friettent De achtbaan en de schiettent Grenzeloos genietend Op de kermis in Breda
Want een zondag op de kermis Was je meer waard dan een indianentent En zeker als je zeven bent
Carrousel Hoog te paard, je lijkt de sprookjesridder wel Opgetogen draaien Uitgelaten zwaaien Kinderstemmen kraaien Op de kermis in Breda
De kop van Jut De rupsbaan en de goochelaar, de echoput Die zou je haast vergeten Je wilt niet eens wat eten En van geen einde weten Op de kermis in Breda
Want een zondag op de kermis Was je meer waard dan een indianentent En zeker als je zeven bent
De hoogste tijd Achterop bij vader kijk je om vol spijt Met glinsterende ogen Je schouders moe gebogen De dag is omgevlogen Op de kermis in Breda
Oh, Joseph, Joseph, won't you make your mind up It's time I knew just how I stand with you My heart ????? ???? that I could stop and wonder Each time we make up after being through So, listen Joseph, Joseph time is fleeting And here and there my hair is turning grey My Mother has a fear, wedding bells we'll never hear Joseph, Joseph, won't you name the day
Tick-a-tick ????????????????? Tick-a-tick ????????????????? ????????????????????????????? And he had to be leaving ??????????????????
Tick-a-tick ????????????????? Tick-a-tick ????????????????? ????????????????????????????? So he ???????????????????????
(Instrumental - "String Of Pearls")
Choo choo to Broadway from Cincinnati Don't get icky with the one two three Life is just so fine on the solid side of the line, rip
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight Fododo-de-yacka saki Want some sea food mama Shrimps and rice they're very nice
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight Fododo-de-yacka saki Want some sea food mama Shrimps and rice they're very nice
Roll out the barrel We'll have a barrel of fun Roll out the barrel We've got the blues on the run Zing boom tararrel Ring out a song of good cheer Now's the time to roll the barrel For the gang's all here
Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! No! No! Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Till I come marching home
Don't start walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Anyone else but me Anyone else but me No! No! No! Don't start walking down lovers lane With anyone else but me Till I come marching home
I just got word from the guy who works For a guy next door to me The girl he met just loves to pet And it fits you to a tee So, Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me Till I come marching home
(Instrumental - "Moonlight Serenade")
Mama dear, come over here And see who's looking in my window It's the butcher boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand
Tell me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window Daughter, daughter he's in love And you're in love and love is grand
Aye, Marie! I gotta pork chop Aye, Marie! I gotta lamb chop So, 'ya wanta marry me?
The butcher boy, the butcher boy She wants to marry the butcher boy Aye, Oh! Ma-Ma Oh, get that man for me Oh! Ma-Ma How happy I would be Tra-la-la And cheery-beery be Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me
(Instrumental - "Tuxedo Junction")
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, I see you every night, Bing And I'm near you every day I'll be your regular mama And I'll put that gun away
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Strike up the music, the band has begun The Pennsylvania Polka Pick out your partner and join in the fun The Pennsylvania Polka
It started in Scranton, it's now number one It's bound to entertain ya Everybody has a mania To do the polka from Pennsylvania
Mother, may I go out dancing? Yes, my darling daughter Mother, may I try romancing Yes, my darling daughter
What if there's a moon, Mother darling And it's shining on the water Mother, must I keep on dancing Yes, my darling daughter
Happy days are here again The skies above are clear again Let's sing a song of cheer again Happy days are here again
Your cares and troubles are gone There'll be no more from now on
Happy days are here again The skies above are clear again Let's sing a song of cheer again Happy days are here again
(Instrumental - "American Patrol")
Pardon me, boy Is that the Chattanooga choo choo? Out on track twenty-nine And you can gimme a shine I can afford To board the Chattanooga choo choo I-I-I've got my fare And just a trifle to spare
You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'Bout a quarter to four Read a magazine And then you're in Baltimore Dinner in the diner Nothing could be finer Than to have your ham An' eggs in Carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin' Eight to the bar Then you know that Tennessee Is not very far Shovel all the coal in Gotta keep it rollin' Woo, woo, Chattanooga There you are
She's gonna cry Until I tell her that I'll never roam So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home? So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home?
Kersebloesem Van Yokohama Performer(s): Mary Servaes (aka Zangeres Zonder Naam)
In n theehuis bij de Foetsiejama zong n geischa zacht haar n droevig lied Over liefde in t verre Yokohama waar n zeeman haar voorgoed verliet Hij was gekomen over blauwe oceanen zij betoverend door zn mooie blonde haren Ze vonden liefde in de roze kersenlanen op zachte bloesem beminde zei elkaar
Refrein Kersebloesem in Yokohama, kersebloesem geurend in de nacht Heeft n kleine zwarte Geischa veel geluk maar ook verdriet gebracht Kersebloesem in Yokohama bittere tranen kleine Geischa
De andere avond was hij weer gekomen en haar hartje stond in vuur en vlam Ze gingen snel weer naar de kersenbomen waar hij zacht haar in zn armen nam Maar als de anderen morgen vroeg de klanken klinken ziet mn haar wenend aan de stille kade staan t Is of de wereld voor haar voeten weg zal zinken nu zij door tranen zijn schip weer weg ziet gaan
Refrein Kersebloesem in Yokohama, bracht tranen kleine Geischa
I remember you, turning on the faucets I let the water run I didn't want to let them hear me when I'm cryin' Or let them see what she had done
Oh-ooh... (Let the water run down) Let the water run, let it pour (??? ??? like a river) (Let the tears fall down) Let it pour (Dum-dee-dum-dum, dee-dum-dum)
So I locked the door and looked in the mirror I don't like what I see A fool, what a fool lookin' out of the mirror Cryin' all those tears at me
Oh-ooh... (Let the water run down) Let the water run, let it pour (??? ??? like a river) (Let the tears fall down) Oh-ooh, let it pour (Dum-dee-dum-dum, dee-dum-dum)
I hear them waiting by the door At their pounding on the floor They're yellin', "Are you comin' out" Ooh, I wish they wouldn't doubt All I need is one minute more Then I'll open up the door And this is what I'll say "I'm alright.....uum-uum, it's alright" "I'm alright, I'm alright"
I'm not about to hear ya... (Let the water run down) Oh, let it pour (????? ???? like a river) Let the tears fall down the hole (???? ???? ???? ???? ????)
So I reach for the towel, I wipe my eyes I go out and join the crowd You know I danced with a girl She was a wrong, wrong girl And my heart is cryin' out loud
Oh-ooh... (Let the water run down) Let it roll, let it pour (????? ???? like a river) Let the tears fall down the hole C'mon now... (Let the water run down) Let it roll, let it pour (??? ??? like a river) Let the tears run down the hole I wanna hear ya (Let the water run down)
I'd Wait A Million Years Composer(s): Gary Zekley; Mitchell Bottler Performer(s): The Grass Roots; Material Issue
All of the lonely nights Waiting for you to come, longing to hold you tight I need you so desperately Waiting for you to come bringing your love to me [but]
I'd wait a million years Walk a million miles, cry a million tears I'd swim the deepest sea Climb the highest hill, just to have you near me
As love is reality When you are near to me, I am in ecstacy I'd swallow the pain and pride Baby, I just can't hide all that I feel inside [and]
I'd wait a million years Walk a million miles, cry a million tears I'd swim the deepest sea Climb the highest hill, just to have you near me
A million years, I would wait for you A million tears, baby I'd be true A million miles, I would follow you A million years, if you want me to
Pacing the floor, detest Sweat pouring down my chest, still I can't love you less It's worth all the pain and pride Baby, I just can't hide all that I feel inside [and]
I'd wait a million years Walk a million miles, cry a million tears I'd swim the deepest sea Climb the highest hill, just to have you near me
