Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Gimme A Little Kiss, Will Ya, Huh? Composer(s): Jack Smith - Maceo Pinkard - Roy Turk Performer(s): Dean Martin and multiple other artists
Gimme a little kiss, will 'ya', huh? What are you gonna miss, will ya, huh? Gosh, oh, gee, why do you refuse? I can't see what you gotta lose
Oh, gimme a little squeeze, will 'ya', huh? Why do you wanna make me blue?
I wouldn't say a word if I were asking for the world But what's a little kiss between a fellow and his girl? Oh, gimme a little kiss, will 'ya', huh? And I'll give it right back to you
Will 'ya' huh? Will 'ya' huh?
Once again a plea I'm gonna make But tell me when do I get a break 'Cause say that you're givin' in, will 'ya' huh? Anything that you ask I'll do
I'll take you for a little ride where we can be alone And once you kiss me you'll never think of walkin' home
Oh, gimme a little kiss, will 'ya' huh? Or I'll steal about ten, yes, steal about ten Steal about ten from you
Ieri Sì Adapted from: Hier Encore - 1964 Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Mogol; Alberto Testa Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1970
Titles In Other Languages: 1969 - Yesterday, When I Was Young 1970 - Gestern War Die Welt Noch Neu 1970 - Jo Juce 1971 - Kdy Jsem Já Byl Tenkrát Kluk 1978 - Hvor Tiden Går 2008 - Eeuwig Jong
Ieri si, da giovane Il gusto della vita, io lo bruciavo in me Oh ieri si, quand'ero giovane perche' La fiamma trema un po' ma non si spegne mai...
Vivevo tutti i giorni che il cuore suggeriva Avevo dei castelli che ora non ho piu' La notte poi cercavo il sole intorno a me E non vedevo il tempo consumarsi con me...
Ieri si, da giovane cantavo le canzoni Piu' facili per me e nelle mie mani Io credevo che, ci fosse gia' il filo dell'eternita'
Io non chiedevo mai, agli altri intorno a me Qual'e' la verita' la vita che cos'e' Credevo nelle cose che dicevo io Pensavo solo a me e a tutto il resto no...
Ieri si, da giovane La luce di ogni giorno portava una pazzia La forza dell'eta' riempiva i giorni miei E non vedevo mai il vuoto che c'e' in lei..
I giochi dell'amore, io li ho giocati tutti Ho fatto dell'orgoglio la prima mia virtu' Gli amici sono andati non torneranno piu' La mia commedia ormai da solo finiro'
Ho ancora una canzone ma non la cantero' Il gusto della vita non lo ritrovero' E' il tempo di pagare gli errori miei di ieri Da giovane...
Keeping Secrets Composer(s): Alan Pasqua; Todd Sharp Performer(s): Christine McVie
You walk into my life With heartache on your mind It's got me wondering about you The playful innuendo I'm tired of playing games What I see through my window Looks the same
Chorus: Why are we keeping secrets Why don't we both come clean and begin I don't have the heart to hurt again Why are we keeping secrets Why don't we both come closer again We're keeping secrets We're keeping secrets
I don't like playing detective Still I keep finding clues We got to stop pretending And pay the dues Now I can see it coming The writing's on the wall We've got to stop this running Before we fall No, I don't wanna fall
Just a-halfway down the street is where we used to meet, to do our dreaming It was just a vacant lot, but what a lovely spot when stars were gleaming There wasn't too much room there, and roses weren't in bloom there But it still was mighty sweet, just halfway down the street By a sign that says For Sale, we wove a fairy tale, but kept it quiet We were dreaming of the day, we could step right up and say We'll buy it Just by way of showing you that fairy tales come true We'll show you one that all came true If you'll visit us someday, in our cottage halfway down the street
Kdy Jsem Já Byl Tenkrát Kluk Adapted from: Hier Encore - 1964 Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Zdenek Borovec Performer(s): Karel Gott - 1971
Titles In Other Languages: 1969 - Yesterday, When I Was Young 1970 - Gestern War Die Welt Noch Neu 1970 - Ieri Sì 1970 - Jo Juce 1978 - Hvor Tiden Går 2008 - Eeuwig Jong
Kdy jsem já byl tenkrát kluk to znely písne líp a sladí mely zvuk a hráli jsme je tak, co stacil dech a hlas já tehdy jete ák - v ten poehnanej cas...
To ryby braly víc, byl veselejí smích a v léte vetí hic a v zime cistí sníh i stromy rostly vej k tem bílejm kaderím a v sen jsem veril, v nej kdy sotva uverím
Kdy jsem já byl tenkrát kluk to znely písne líp a sladí mely zvuk a reky byly cistý, tak jak jsem je znal a zelenejí listí, tráva a tak dál...
A delí bejval den a závaznejí slib a ruce krásných en me hladívaly líp a kde je dneska asfalt, tam byl tehdy jíl koda, e jsem, co jsem a kluk, e jsem u byl...
A delí bejval den a závaznejí slib a ruce krásných en me hladívaly líp kam odnes bílej íf cas moruí a slív, co bejval drív...
Kdy jsem já byl tenkrát kluk to znely písne líp a sladí mely zvuk a hráli jsme je tak, co stacil dech a hlas já tehdy jete ák - v ten poehnanej cas...
A delí bejval den a závaznejí slib a ruce krásných en me hladívaly líp a tam, kde je dnes asfalt, tam byl tehdy jíl koda, e jsem, co jsem a kluk, e jsem u byl...
Keith Don't Go (Ode To The Glimmer Twin) Composer(s): Nils Lofgren Performer(s): Nils Lofgren
This is a right-away letter, I've got to mail it today Straight to my main inspirer, says urgent from the USA Its got this heart inside it, the postage is my soul Contains a message from millions, says Keith don't go
10000 guitars wailin', but it ain't quite the same You've got a knack for sailin', and it's stamped with your own brand name We's all sailors, as captain you must know You bring a message to millions, says Keith don't go
I said Keith don't go; Don't take my fun Keith don't go; Keith don't go We miss our father Jimi, it's hard to breathe with that loss But I still got you brother, don't nail yourself to a cross I watch you lead the pack, you put the drive into my soul You bring a message to millions, says Keith don't go
Watermelon Weather Composer(s): Hoagy Carmichael - Paul Francis Webster Performer(s): Perry Como and multiple other artists
It's watermelon weather That summer kind of weather When people get together and sing
It's the time of year The stars seem to dance with laughter And the moon's so big and ripe It can hardly climb
So, why don't you meander To your best gal's veranda And sorta, kinda, hand her the ring?
For it's the sweetheart kissin' season And all the world's in rhyme When it's watermelon sweet love tellin' time
This is the time to sing this kind of purdy little ditty A walkin' along an' singin' a song and clinging to someone purdy The type of a tune to go with the moon That's sailin' along a way on high
After strollin' a while, for maybe a mile Remember to stop and pop the question If your timin' is right, your future is bright As bright as a watermelon sky
And then when you found a bench for two You found your cue to linger The chance you sought to show what you bought You happily thought to bring her
To cinch the thing, you give her the ring You purchased from the five and dime
Take her in your arms and whisper That you are mine all mine And with that line to sell, I'm here to tell That you'll do well in watermelon time
For it's the sweetheart kissin' season And all the world's in rhyme When it's watermelon sweet love tellin' time
Jo Juce Adapted from: Hier Encore - 1964 Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Svetislav Vukovic Performer(s): Dragan Stojnic - 1970
Titles In Other Languages: 1969 - Yesterday, When I Was Young 1970 - Gestern War Die Welt Noch Neu 1970 - Ieri Sì 1971 - Kdy Jsem Já Byl Tenkrát Kluk 1978 - Hvor Tiden Går 2008 - Eeuwig Jong
Svijet, nas je svijet bio plavo nebo cisto poslije tebe nista nece biti isto Jos trenutak sa mnom budi drugi dani, drugi ljudi vec sutra bice tu nijemi, pored nas.
Dan, nas je dan bio samo luda igra poslije tebe na mom licu prva briga Ti jos nista nisi rekla ali suza vec je pekla i sutra bices ti sama k'o i ja.
Juce jos, juce jos nismo znali sta nas ceka jer je nosila nas rijeka juce jos, ja i ti
Juce jos, juce jos kako godine prolete ti si bila samo dijete juce jos, juce jos
Juce jos, juce jos nisam znao sto su suze al' mi ljubav neko uze juce jos, ja i ti
Juce jos, juce jos ali blizila se zima pramen magle, pramen dima juce jos, juce jos.....
Kelly Composer(s): Maron McKenzie; Del Shannon Performer(s): Del Shannon;
Wayne Gibson & The Dynamic Sounds; Tony Kelling & The Graduates; Daniel O'Donnell
Kelly and I meet secretly We stay out of sight When we're in each others arms We know it isn't right
We are so in love But he loves you too How can I tell my best friend That I'm in love with you
He's told me of your sweet caress And of your lovely eyes Just how long can we go on Telling him all these lies
We are so in love But he loves you too How can I tell my best friend That I'm in love with you
Oh, Kelly, please, please tell me We gotta find a way Tell me what can we say Oh, Kelly
He's coming home tomorrow He's been gone so long We could get away tonight To run would be so wrong
We are so in love But he loves you too How can I tell my best friend That I'm in love with you
Oh, Kelly, please, please tell me We gotta find a way Tell me what can we say Oh, Kelly Oh, Kelly Oh, Kelly Oh....... Fade
Alone At Last Composer(s): John Lehman
Performer(s): Jackie Wilson
Alone at last, you and I
Together locked in a sigh
The musics soft, lights are low
The mood is one all lovers know
Oh, my darling at last we are one
The trip to heavens begun
I kiss your fingertips, your eyes, your lips
Oh what exciting moments we share when were
All alone at last
Oh, my darling, at last, you and I
Together locked in a sigh
The music's soft, lights are low
The mood is one all lovers know
Oh, my darling at last we are one
The trip to heavens begun
I kiss your fingertips, your eyes, your lips
Oh what exciting moments we share when were
All alone at last
Gestern War Die Welt Noch Neu Adapted from: Hier Encore - 1964 Composer(s): Charles Aznavour; Volauvent Performer(s): Karel Gott - 1970
Titles In Other Languages: 1969 - Yesterday, When I Was Young 1970 - Ieri Sì 1970 - Jo Juce 1971 - Kdy Jsem Já Byl Tenkrát Kluk 1978 - Hvor Tiden Går 2008 - Eeuwig Jong
Gestern war das Leben neu Der Blick ins erste Licht der Welt noch ohne Scheu Die ersten Schritte leicht An meiner Mutterhand Die Märchen waren wahr Am Weg durchs Kinderland
Ja, gestern noch, da war Die Nacht für uns so blau Der erste Kuss war frisch Wie junger Morgentau Wie Süsse wirklich war Wir wussten nichts davon Wir trampen in die Wand Und ohne Illusion
Gestern war die Welt noch weit Wir wollten so viel tun Und waren so bereit Die Lieder, die wir sangen Schienen uns so neu Die Wege, die wir vor uns sahen Ein Spiel im Mai
Wir hatten noch ein Ziel Wir wollten nur weit fort Die Angst war uns noch fremd Und Heimweh nur ein Wort Die Fragen und die Träume Sagten wir dem Wind Und dachten nicht daran Wie schnell die Zeit errinnt
Gestern noch war alles leicht Wir konnten nichts verlieren Denn es war nichts erreicht Wir waren nie allein Das Herz lag vor uns her Ein bunter Schmetterling Im Sommersonnenschein
Und jeder neue Tag War nur ein neues Spiel Brach dann und wann ein Herz So fragten wir nicht viel Wir fingen vieles an Und glaubten fest daran Und liessen es dann sein Ein Spielzeug und nicht mehr
Doch plötzlich sehen wir uns Erschreckt im Licht Das Leben scheint vorbei Wir zahlen mit Verzicht Und denken still dabei Das ist der Preis für das Was gestern war
Gestern war die Welt noch weit Wir wollten so viel tun Und waren so bereit Die Fragen und die Träume Sagten wir dem Wind Und dachten nicht daran Wie schnell die Zeit errinnt
Voor een land zonder strijd Voor een hemel zonder wolken Voor een nieuwe tijd Zou ik de stad willen bevolken Met mensen zonder haat of nijd
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Met z'n hemel van kristal Zon op wijde groene velden en iedere avond bal Waar wij dansen
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Ken je dat land zo ver van hier
En een leven van goud Zonder leugens, zonder tranen En jij die van mij houdt Zou ik voeren door groene lanen 'k Had m'n huis van glas gebouwd
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Geluk en vrede voor altijd Waar we samen kunnen dwalen Zonder tijd voor tijd, samen dwalen
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Ken je dat land zo ver van hier
Voor de zoemende zee Voor een glimlach zonder tanden Voor een nieuw idee Daar zou ik jou op bei mij handen Voor willen dragen met me mee
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Met dat altijd groene bos Waar altijd de vogels zingen En wij slapen op het mos Zonder wapens, zonder strijden Zonder zonden, zonder lijden Ah, zonder haat, zonder nijd
Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Ken je dat land zo ver van hier
Ken je dat land, ken je dat land Oh, ken je dat land zo ver van hier Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Ken je dat land Oh, ken je dat land zo ver van hier Ken je dat land, m'n allerliefste Ken je dat land, ken je dat land Ken je dat land zo ver van hier
They don't make 'em like that anymore Stopped makin' that model 'bout fourty-four Skin as soft as kitten's fur Lord, I remember makin' love to her
Warm July night, cold December dawn She was the someone you could rely upon Yes, she's still walking, talking to my memory I wonder does she ever wonder, oh, what's become of me
'Cause you know, they don't make 'em like her anymore They still make 'em like me by the score Fools livin' in a hindsight world Keepin' the oyster, throwin' away the pearl
Warm July night, cold December dawn She was the someone you could rely upon She's still walkin', talkin' to my memory And I wonder if she ever wonders, oh, what's become of me
But you know, they don't make 'em like that anymore Stopped makin' that model 'bout fourty-four Skin as soft as kitten's fur Lord, I remember makin' love to her
But they don't make 'em like that anymore Stopped makin' that model 'bout fourty-four Skin as soft as kitten's fur...
Kentucky Composer(s): Karl Davis Performer(s): The Everly Brothers; and various other artists
Kentucky... You are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me Kentucky I miss your laurels and your redbud trees When I die... I want to rest upon your graceful mountains so free For that is.... Where God will look for me
Kentucky I miss the old folks singing in the silvery moonlight Kentucky I miss the hound dogs chasing coons I know that.... My Mother, Dad, and sweetheart are waiting for me... Kentucky I will be coming soon
Iedereen helpt jou van alles af Iedereen helpt jou van wieg tot graf Iedereen helpt jou tot je straf Iedereen helpt jou, je bent bekaf
Iedereen legt z'n eigen leven op je schouder Iedereen legt jouw eigen leven naast zich neer Iedereen maakt jouw eigen jeugd weer een dag ouder Iedereen maakt jouw eigen vreugde tot verweer
Iedereen houdt jou van alles voor Iedereen houdt jou in eigen koor Iedereen houdt jou aan z'n eigen oor Iedereen houdt jou in z'n eigen spoor
Iedereen zegt altijd eerlijk wat-ie vindt Iedereen zegt alles heel eerlijk in vertrouwen Iedereen vlecht je haren want je bent een kind Iedereen strijkt jouw hemd en broek in eigen vouwen
Iedereen wil jou op eigen grond Iedereen wil jou mond op mond Iedereen wil jou als een eigen hond Iedereen wil dat je niet bestond
Kom, leg je eigen leven nu maar op m'n schouder Kom, leg je eigen leven nu maar bij mij neer Kom in m'n armen want het wordt een dagje kouder Kom, want de anderen krijgen mooi het heen en weer
Iedereen wil jou voor zich alleen Iedereen wil jou om zich heen Iedereen wil jou in 't algemeen Iedereen gooit jou als een dobbelsteen
Kom, leg je leven nu maar op m'n schouder Kom, leg de buitenwereld nu maar naast je neer Kom, leg je eigen leven nu maar op je schouder Kom, leg de buitenwereld nu maar eens een keer naast je neer!
Kentucky Babe Composer(s): Adam Geibel; Richard Henry Buck Performer(s): Maxine Sullivan; The Chordettes; Bing Crosby; Deborah Henson-Conant; Silk City
Skeeters am a hummin' on the honeysuckle vine sleep Kentucky Babe!
Sandman am a comin' to this little child of mine sleep Kentucky Babe!
Silvery moon am a shinin' on de heavens up above bobolink am pinin' for his little lady love . . .
You is might lucky Babe of old Kentucky close your eyes in sleep . . . and fly away fly away Kentucky Babe fly away to rest, fly away lay your cy woolly head on your mammy's breast hmm, hmmm, edah la da da dee close your eyes in sleep!
The Entertainer Composer(s): Scott Joplin - Oscar Brown Jr. Performer(s): Oscar Brown Jr.
Were there any who cared a cuss The day the ragtime piano man died Were there many who sobbed and sighed As they carted him on his final ride
Was there much of a damn they gave About this talented son of a slave When the brother passed on, another coloured man gone Without a marker to put on his grave
Were there any who truly knew What made the black entertainer so blue The depression he fell into Over dreams that were never comin' true
Was there much of a damn they gave About this talented son of a slave When the brother passed on, another coloured man gone Without a marker to put on his grave
He played his ragtime tunes in honky-tonk saloons Piano music that the public loved to hear Its syncopated beat got them to tappin' their feet Made all their cares and troubles disappear
He had such happy sounds that as he made the rounds The entertainer fin'ly saw his talent pay There for a little while he was livin' in style Makin' the music of the day
Out of his ragtime themes he built ambitious dreams In which his music turned to opera on the stage A mighty work of art he felt with all his heart Ragtime music was the classic of its age
But then a change of taste laid all his dreams to waste The fickle punblic found itself another craze There for a little bit he was a pretty big hit But it was just a passin' phase
Were there any that felt the pain That drove the black entertainer insane A frustration that racked his brain Just to think all that work had been in vain
Was there much of a damn they gave About this talented son of a slave When the brother passed on, anotrher nigger just gone Without a marker to put on his grave
Born ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime From a chronic condition caused by the lack of recognition Born ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime Beaten by an ambition for which he couldn't raise a dime
Born in eighteen-sixty-eight, died in nineteen-seventeen Scott Joplin, whose music won a Motion Picture Academy Award Fifty-six years after he was layed in an unmarked grave Ahead of his time, died while yet in his prime Beaten by an ambition for which he couldn't raise a dime
Where were all the mans, he was an entertainer Multitude of fans, what an entertainer Those who clapped their hands to hear the entertainer Play the ragtime dance
Tell me where were they, he was an entertainer When he passed away, oh, what an entertainer There for a while he was livin' in style Makin' the music of the day
Where were all the mans, he was an entertainer Multitude of fans, oh, what an entertainer Those who clapped their hands to hear the entertainer Play the ragtime dance
Tell me where were they, he was an entertainer When he passed away, oh, what an entertainer There for a bit he was really a hit But it was... what can I say
Idylle Philoménale Composer(s): René Rivedoux Performer(s): Yves Montand
Quand j'ai croisé la martine C'était par un beau matin J'allais ach'ter des bottines Et lui trouvais très beau teint Nous partîmes en limousine Visiter le Limousin Après comme on le devine Ma p'tite femme elle devint
Ma concierge qui est amène Tous les matins m'serr' la main Mêm' qu'au moment des étrennes Dans ses bras elle m'étreint Cela m'attire des scènes Que je suppose à dessein Pour ne pas qu'ma Philomène Un beau jour ne m'file aux mains
Son manteau de ballerine Gentiment lui bat les reins Sa robe de percaline Lui vient de son père câlin Pendant que je me surmène Dans un travail surhumain Elle arpente l'av'nue du Maine En t'nant son fichu d'une main
Comm' j'ai un chien et une chienne Qui me vienn'nt d'un autrichien Ma p'tit femm' qui est vosgienne Me dit: "Pour él'ver vos chiens Vous aurez beaucoup de peine Car au pays transalpin J'ai connu un' helvétienne Qu'a jamais pu él'ver l'sien" Et voilà!
