Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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If'n I Was God Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman; Richard M. Sherman Performer(s): Johnny Whitaker and multiple other artists
If'n I was God Well, just for spite I wouldn't set the sun at night Till everyone was treated right By everyone else they see
If'n I was God I'd fix it so without explainin' Folks would know , They'd know what's goin' on inside Of everyone else like me
Nobody'd hurt nobody else I wouldn't let it be Nobody'd have a need to pray Except, for thankin' me
If'n I was God I'd make us wise So's everyone could realize That everywhere beneath the sun Everyone needs everyone And, God, that ain't half what I would do
If'n Composer(s): Jody Evans; Jeff Davis; By Dunham Performer(s): The Bell Sisters; Denny Dennis
Ifn you were a bird Sitting up in a tree And ifn I was to come along Would you sing a song for me?
Ifn you were a broom Cleaning up, nice and neat And ifn I was to come along Would you sweep me off of my feet?
Say yes, say yes Say it over and over Say yes, confess And Ill be up to my knees in the four-leaf clover
And ifn you were a dream Wondering what to do And ifn you found me fast asleep Would you be so dreamy, would you come and see me And prove to me that dreams come true?
Ifn you were a clock (a clock?) Say about half past three (oh, tea and crumpet time) And ifn I was to come along Would you spend some time with me?
Say yes, say yes Aint no use being spiteful Say yes, confess And admit you think love is quite delightful
And ifn you were a kiss (a kiss?) Sweet as a kiss could be (could be) And ifn you knew I loved romance Would you hold me gently, sweet and sentimentally And give your little kiss to me?
Estaba yo pensando en unas palabras para este encuentro Estaba escribiendo un discurso para éste pueblo Me distraje viendo a la luna, allá en las nubes, allá en el cielo
Estaba por declararme muy firmemente desconcertado Bajé la mirada y ví que mi papel estaba en blanco Me distraje viendo a un bichito muy parecido a un escarabajo
Yo soy Señor Durito, no soy un bicho ni escarabajo Yo soy Señor Durito, heroe de niños y de ancianos Con mi estirpe de caballero clavo mi lanza de buen lancero
Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar
Arriba , la luna, toma una nube de crinolina con su rubor eterno mancha y mancha sus orillas Abajo, hombres y mujeres soñando celebran la existencia yo suspirando para que la esperanza y la luna vuelvan Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar
Escuche Señor Durito, unas palabras necesito para esta disertación sobre liberalismo Me distrajo la luna y me distrajo usted, señor bichito
Escudero analfabeto que no sabe nada de ésto Como un buen plebeyo sabrá que no hay remedio En esta globalización todos los globos se revientan
Nosotros, los que volamos somos tan libres como es el viento Ustedes quedan abajo: son los rebeldes, son los chicanos son los negros, son los latinos, maricas, presos, los marginados
Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar
Arriba , la luna, toma una nube de crinolina con su rubor eterno mancha y mancha sus orillas Abajo, hombres y mujeres soñando celebran la existencia yo suspirando para que la esperanza y la luna vuelvan
Ay, ay, ay ,ay, me voy a volar, y usted aquí esclavo de andar
If My Nose Was Running Money Performer(s): Mike Snider
You say that I don't love you You say my love is untrue Well darlin' if I was a rich man I'd prove my love to you I'd buy you a diamond ring and a new fur coat or two If my nose was running money honey I'd blow it all on you
If my nose was running money I'd blow it all on you I'd buy you a Cadillac and a new Mercedes too I'd build you that mansion up on the mountaintop If my nose was running money but honey it's snot
If my nose was running money Let me tell you what I'd do I'd buy you a John Deere tractor and we'd get rid of that old gray mule I'd carry you down to the store and buy you a brand new pair shoes And you not have to be plowing bare footed the way you always do
If my nose was running money We could have anything we please The first time you wanted cash all I'd have to do is sneeze Why we'd be living high on the hog and the hog wouldn't be so lean If my nose was running money honey we'd be rollin' in the green
It's a booger of a problem that I got I wish my nose was running money but it's snot I'd buy you a Cadillac and a new Mercedes too If my nose was running money I'd blow it all on you If my nose was running money I'd blow it all on you
Al tibio amparo de la 214 se desnudaba mi cancion de amor llegaba el día, indiscreto y torpe y la belleza nos hacía más pobres más esclavos de la ronda del reloj
Así pasaron los momentos locos así pasaba la felicidad huyendo siempre de mirada de otros entretejiendo un universo loco de caricias dudas y complicidad
Toma de mi todo bébetelo bien hay que ayunar al filo del amanecer Toma de mi todo y todavía más hay que esperar un largo no de claridad Toma de mi todo cuanto pueda ser El sol no da de beber
A los tristes amores mal nacidos y condenados por su rebelión daré algún día mi canción de amigo y fundiré mi vino con su vino sin perder el sueño por la excomunión
Y a quién me quiera incinerar los versos argumentando un folio inmemorial le haré la historia de este sol adverso que va llorando por el universo esperando el día que podrá alumbrar
Toma de mi todo bébetelo bien hay que ayunar al filo del amanecer Toma de mi todo y todavía más hay que esperar un largo no de claridad Toma de mi todo cuanto pueda ser El sol no da de beber
El Silencio ((Adapted from: Il Silenzio (Nino Rosso)) ((French & German Versions: Bonsoir Mon Amour (Dalida); Abschiedsmelodie (Dalida)) Composer(s): Willy Brezza - Nino Rosso Performer(s): Dalida
El tren Se marchó y con dolor te vi partir Y en la estación sola quedó Adiós, amor Mi vida hoy se entristeció sabiendo que No te veré Sé que debías marchar Y siento en mi Que siempre voy a pensar Tan solo en ti Solo silencio quedo Que hablaba de tanto amor
El tren Se perdió Adiós amor, adiós
"Buenas noches amor, buenas noches Y recuérdame en tus sueños Aunque estas lejos de mi Buenas noches amor"
Cada momento en ti yo pensaré Todas la noches, amor te soñaré Adiós, mi amor Mi solo amor Adiós
If My Friends Could See Me Now Composer(s): Dorothy Fields; Cy Coleman First release by: Gwen Verdon - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
If they could see me now That little gang of mine I'm eatin' fancy chow and drinkin' fancy wine I'd like those stumble bums To see for a fact The kind of top-drawer, first-rate chums I attract All I can say is "Wow-ee!" Look-a where I am Tonight I landed, POW! Right in a pot of jam What a setup, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
If they could see me now My little dusty group Traipsin' round this million dollar chicken coop I'd hear those thrift shop cats say, "Brother get her! Draped on a bedspread made from three kinds of fur!" All I can say is "Wow!" Wait till the riff and raff See just exactly how He signed his autograph What a build up, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
If they could see me now Alone with Mr. V Who's waitin' on me like he was a maitre'd I hear my buddies sayin', "Crazy, what gives? Tonight she's living like the other half lives!" To think the highest brow Which I must say is he Should pick the lowest brow Which there's no doubt is me What a step up, holy cow! They'd never believe it If my friends could see me now!
They'd never believe it! They'd never believe it! If my friends could see me now! Hi girls, it's me! Charity!
El Siete Mares Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists
Soy marino vivo errante cruzó por los siete mares y como soy navegante vivo entre las tempestades desafiando los peligros que me dan los siete mares
Cuando el mar está tranquilo y hay estrellas en el cielo entre penas y suspiros le hablo a la mujer que quiero y sólo el mar me constesta ya no llores marinero
Me dicen el siete mares porque ando de puerto en puerto llevando conmigo mismo un amor ya casi muerto yo ya quisiera quedarme juntito a mi gran cariño pero esa no fue mi vida navegar es mi destino
Estrellita marinera compañera de nosotros qué noticia tienes 'hora de esa que me trae tan loco si es que todavía me quiere dímelo poquito a poco
Olas altas, olas grandes que me arrastran y me alejan cuando anclemos en Tampico quédense un ratito quietas tan siquiera cuatro noches si es que entienden mis tristezas
Me dicen el siete mares porque ando de puerto en puerto llevando conmigo mismo un amor ya casi muerto yo ya quisiera quedarme juntito a mi gran cariño pero esa no fue mi vida navegar es mi destino
If My Baby Cooks (As Good As She Looks) Composer(s): Jack Carroll; Irving Kahal Performer(s): Tom Stacks and multiple other artists
If my baby cooks As good as she looks Then I'll be hungry Hungry all the time If my baby fries Like she rolls her eyes How my poor heart aches For her sweet little cakes If she's half as good at the oven As she is in the parlor at lovin' If my baby cooks Just as good as she looks Then I'll be hungry Oh so hungry all the time
Oiga usted, el señor de la corbata no finja poses que no saber hacer No fume habanos para que lo puedan ver que un día de eso ha de toser Oiga usted, el señor que en el boulevard se mira de reojo en un cristal para ver si su ego se agranda sin saber que l del cristal no des usted
Oiga usted, señor que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán Oiga usted señor que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán
Oiga usted que lleva un libro en la mano para que le haga juego con el vestón a lo mejor usted pasa por intelectual sin conocer el verbo pensar Oiga usted, el señor de la corbata igual que un maniquí que sabe andar reflejo andante de su gran vanidad un muñeco por la ciudad
Oiga usted, señor, que va por la gran ciudad siempre pensando en conquistar una mirada que le pueda enseñar que usted es el único galán
If Momma Was Married Composer(s): Jule Styne; Stephen Sondheim Performer(s): Ethel Merman and multiple other artists
Louise: I wish Momma would marry a plain man so we could all be together... If Momma was married We'd live in a house As private as private can be Just Momma, three ducks, five canaries A mouse, two monkeys, one father, six turtles And me... If Momma was married
June: If Momma was married I'd jump in the air And give all my toe shoes to you I'd get all those hair ribbons Out of my hair And once and for all I'd get Momma out too... If Momma was married
Louise: You've done it before
June: Without much success!
Both: Momma, God speed and God bless We're not keeping score What's one more or less Oh, Momma, say: yes And waltz down the hall While you may
Louise: I'll gladly support you I'll even escort you...
June: And I'd gladly give you away
Both Oh, Momma, get married today!
June: If Momma was married there wouldn't be anymore "Let me entertain you, let me make you smile! I would do some kicks!"
Louise: "I would do some tricks!"
June: Sing out, Louise!
Louise: Smile, baby! Momma, please take our advice We aren't The Lunts
June: I'm not Fanny Brice
Both: Momma, we'll buy you the rice If only this once You wouldn't think twice It could be so nice If Momma got married to stay
Louise: But Momma gets married
June: And...
Louise: Married
June: And ...
Louise: Married
Both: And never gets carried away Oh, Momma... Oh, Momma... Oh, Momma... Get married today!
If Leaving Me Is Easy Composer(s): Phil Collins First release by: Phil Collins - 1981
I read all the letters, I read each word that you've sent to me And though it's past now, and the words start to fade All the memories I have still remain
I've kept all the pictures, but I hide my feelings so no-one knows Oh sure my friends all come round, but I'm in a crowd on my own It's 'cos you're gone now, but your heart, still remains And it'll be here if you come again
You see, I'd heard the rumours, I knew before you let me know But I didn't believe it, not you No you would not let me go Seems I was wrong, but I love, I love you the same And that's the one thing that you can't take away but just remember...
Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce a vuelto a reverdecer de nuevo vuelve a crecer como el río por su cauce y hace que mis manos alce hacia el cielo agradecido porque estaba envejecido secas sus hojas sin vida como si una larga herida las fuerzas le había vencido Mas se ve que ha amanecido esta vez la primavera ya no está la enredadera que lo estaba sepultando sus ramas están brotando y el agua fresca del río se ve que lo ha bendecido besandó su ramazón y encendió en su corazón el viejo amor ya perdido Y se lo ve florecido flores son sus ramas verdes su mirada no se pierde como antes en el vacío de nuevo cuelgan sus nidos los pajaritos cantores y antes que el sol condecore con sus rayos su altivez verde el sauce es otra vez el árbol de mis amores Qué lindo se ha puesto el sauce es tan igualito a mí pues yo también florecí y el río vuelve a mi cauce el destino que se esparce dando a cada cual su rumbo como yo andaba a los tumbos de mí se compadeció y aguita fresca me dio en ríos de amor profundo ¡Y hoy somos dos vueltos al mundo mi viejo sauce y yo!
Freaker's Ball Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook
Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha) Tonight at the Freaker's Hall And you know you're invited one and all Uh oh
Come on babies grease your lips Grab your hats and swing your hips And don't forget to bring your whips We're going to the freaker's ball (yes)
Blow your whistle, and bang your gong Roll up something to take along It feels so good, it must be wrong We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
The FBI is dancin' with the junkies All the straights, swingin' with the funkies Across the floor and up the wall We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
Everybody's kissing each other Brother with sister, son with mother Smear my body up with butter And take me to the freaker's ball
Pass that roach please, and pour the wine I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind Freakin' at the freaker's ball
White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you
Everybody ballin' in batches Pyromaniacs strikin' matches I'm gonna itch me where it scratches Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
We're at a ball We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
El Sagrado Perfume Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Podría incluso prescindir del intenso milagro que supone descifrar el Sagrado Perfume de los planetas... pero nunca, nunca jamás, del incienso que tu cuerpo despide al cabo de la carne comulgada
If It's You Composer(s): Milton Drake; Ben Oakland; Artie Shaw Performer(s): Dinah Shore and multiple other artists
Sitting by the fireside and dreaming lovely things While I'm waiting for a knock or a precious call Suddenly I'm startled, my heart leaps up and sings As I hear familiar footsteps along the hall
If it's you, when a knock comes at my door If it's you, then I'll rush across the floor But if you're not there the sky falls on my schemes again I close the door and rush back to my dreams again When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
When I'm blue, and the phone rings in the gloom If it's you, there's a rainbow in my room And when someone kneels with someone making vows two If it's me, I'll be in heaven, if it's you
El Rostro Mío Composer(s): Salvador Martínez Flores Performer(s): Javier Solís; Los Pasteles Verdes; Anthony Rios
Yo vi llorar a un hombre ante un espejo por un amor que le negara el cielo sin serlo el hombre aquél parecía un viejo sólo nieve y escarcha había en su pelo
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
Cobarde por qué lloras yo le dije jamás debes llorar por un desvío después me arrepentí sintiendo frío al ver en el espejo el rostro mío
Después enjugué el llanto avergonzado las heridas de amor iban curando dormido me quedé me estaba ahogando las lágrimas de amor seguían rodando
