Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus Composer(s): Dallas Frazier; Earl Montgomery Performer(s): George Jones & Tammy Wynette and multiple other artists
George: Honey the snow outside is softly fallin' The kids are all tucked in and fast asleep We got a cozy den with a big old fireplace burnin' Don't you think it's time we think about you and me
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
George: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus
Tammy: Honey, do you remember our first Christmas Standin' by that poor old Christmas tree And all that we ever needed was each other And that's the way, honey, it's always gonna be
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
Tammy: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
Tammy: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus, no
Nine Pound Hammer (aka Roll On Buddy)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Hill Billies
and multiple other artists
This nine pound hammer
Is a little too heavy
For my size
Buddy, for my size
I'm going on the mountain
Just to see my baby
And I ain't coming back
No, I ain't coming back
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels don't roll
There ain't one hammer
Down in this tunnel
That can ring like mine
That can ring like mine
This old hammer
It killed John Henry
Ain't gonna kill me
Ain't gonna kill me
Rings like silver
Shines like gold
Rings like silver
Shines like gold
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels don't roll
It's a long way to Harlan
It's a long way to Hazard
Just to get a little brew
Just to get a little brew
And when I'm long gone
You can make my tombstone
Out of number nine coal
Out of number nine coal
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels won't roll
It Ain't Me Babe
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1965 - Ce N'était Pas Moi (Hugues Aufray)
1966 - Bambina, Non Sono Io (I Kings)
Go 'way from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Never weak but always strong To protect you an' defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I'm not the one you want, babe I will only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone Who will promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you an' more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Go melt back into the night, babe Everything inside is made of stone There's nothing in here moving An' anyway I'm not alone You say you're looking for someone Who'll pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly An' to come each time you call A lover for your life an' nothing more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Ce N'était Pas Moi
((Adapted from: It Ain't Me Babe (Bob Dylan) - 1964))
((Italian Version: Bambina, Non Sono Io (I Kings - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965
Referme la porte, éloigne-toi de moi Que le vent te porte vers un meilleur que moi Tu croyais trouver sous ce toit Un amour tranquille et fort Qui te console quand il fait froid Te protège des mauvais sorts
Tu t'es trompée je ne suis pas de l'or Ce n'était pas moi Non, non, non, ce n'était pas moi Celui qu'il te fallait crois moi
Referme la porte aux illusions perdues Des garçons de ma sorte, il y en a plein les rues Tu croyais trouver sous ce toit Un garçon fidèle et bon Qui ne te quitte pas d'un pas Et protège ta maison
Tu t'es trompée je suis un vagabond Ce n'était pas moi Non, non, non, ce n'était pas moi Celui qu'il te fallait crois moi
Nina, Si Voi Dormite Composer(s): R. Leonardi; A. Marino Performer(s): Claudio Villa; Gabriella Ferri; Lando Fiorini; Tosca
In stà nottata piena, de dorcezze pare che nun esisteno dolori Un venticello spira, ch'è 'na carezza smove le fronne e fà sboccià li fiori Nina si voi dormite sognate ch'io ve bacio e v'addorcisco er sonno cantanno adacio adacio L'odore de li fiori che ve confonne... er canto mio se perde tra le fronne
Nina si cò stò canto io v'ho svejata m'ariccomanno che me perdonate L'amore nun se frena, o Nina, amate che a volè bene, no, nun è peccato Nina si voi dormite sognate ch'io ve bacio e v'addorcisco er sonno cantanno adacio adacio L'odore de li fiori che ve confonne... er canto mio se perde tra le fronne
Ay, Ay, Ay, It's Christmas Composer(s): Desmond Child; Robi Rosa Performer(s): Ricky Martin
Girl, it's that time of year to sing Feliz Navidad underneath the tree There should be some presents there from Santa Claus Girl, I'm begging you don't be mad at me I forgot it's Christmas and you're oh so hard to try to please
Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't know what to do Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't have a gift for you I can give you ay, ay, ay, all you need is ay, ay, ay Un poquito ay, ay, ay, on this Christmas night, yeah
Girl, pretend my arms are like shiny, big red bows Wrapped around your kisses underneath the magic mistletoe Girl, my gift of love is coming from the heart Peace on earth, goodwill to all starts right here where we are
Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't know what to do Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't have a gift for you I can give you ay, ay, ay, all you need is ay, ay, ay Un poquito ay, ay, ay, on this Christmas night, yeah
Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't know what to do Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't have a gift for you I can give you ay, ay, ay, all you need is ay, ay, ay Un poquito ay, ay, ay on this Christmas night, yeah
Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't know what to do Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't have a gift for you I can give you ay, ay, ay, all you need is ay, ay, ay Un poquito ay, ay, ay, on this Christmas night, yeah
(Ay, ay, ay) Ay, ay, ay (Ay, ay, ay) Ay, ay, ay (Ay, ay, ay) Christmas night (Ay, ay, ay) Come on (Ay, ay, ay) Olé Olé (Ay, ay, ay) Arriba eh (Ay, ay, ay) Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas and I don't know what to do Ay, ay, ay, it's Christmas...
Niña No Juegues Con Candela Composer(s): Willy Chirino Performer(s): Willy Chirino
Niña, no juegues con candela Porque te quemas Echa pa'llá y olvida eso Guarda bien la distancia Yo no quiero problemas Mira que yo soy de carne y hueso también Tienes en la mirada algo que te delata Yo puedo ver tus intenciones Eres joven y bella y esas cosas me matan Quita la vista de mis pantalones
Coro: Échate pa'llá, pa'llá Que yo no quiero No me mires más, no más Mira que no soy de acero Déjate de esa ilusión Que pierdo la razón Échate pa'llá, pa'llá Que se hizo tarde Y mi corazón, nena Está que arde Esto solamente queda entre los dos Hay que decir adiós
Niña, no juegues con candela Porque te quemas Contrólate tus emociones No muevas la cintura Porque eso es un dilema Y se están agotando las opciones
Coro 2: Pa'llá, pa'llá Échate pa'llá que no quiero
Coro 3: Niña no juegues con candela Porque te quemas, porque te vas a quemar
It Ain't Easy Bein' Easy Composer(s): Mark Gray; Shawna Harrington-Burkhart; Les Taylor Performer(s): Janie Fricke; Pam Tillis
Surely you can sit down for a while Maybe you can even smile And I'll try to pretend that you love me again But it might take me a little while I know you'll be holding me tight You'll know when the moment is right When I was broken in two it was all because of you But baby I need you tonight
It ain't easy being easy Oh no You're the one who took my heart and my soul You walk away and left me out of control It ain't easy being easy Oh no
(No it ain't) Easy when you're needing someone it ain't easy being under the gun But I'll surrender even though I should run It ain't easy being easy
Ending only.....It ain't easy being easy oooh It ain't easy being easy
I might end up lonely again But once you were my only friend So I'll hold you and cry with the truth in my eyes Hoping you'll love me again
It ain't easy being easy Oh no You're the one who took my heart and my soul You walk away and left me out of control It ain't easy being easy Oh no
It Ain't Cool To Be Crazy About You Composer(s): Dean Dillon; Royce Porter Performer(s): George Strait; Kenny Chesney; Brett Marshall
I thought you and me were something special Thought you thought that way too Now I know that this ol boy just ain't The best you think you'll ever do
It ain't cool to be crazy about you It ain't suave or debonair To let you know I care, like I do It ain't smart to be so reckless with my heart (I) should have known right from the start I'd end up like a fool; believe me, it ain't cool
All of my friends, they tried to tell me What and what not to do It took a while for them to sell me But finally they got through
It ain't cool to be crazy about you It ain't suave or debonair To let you know I care, like I do It ain't smart to be so reckless with my heart (I) should have known right from the start I'd end up like a fool; believe me, it ain't cool
Niña Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Raphael; Julio Iglesias
Niña, que empiezas a verte y sentirte mujer Y a sentir cosas bellas y nuevas Niña, que empiezas a caminar por el mundo Sin manos, sin bridas ni riendas Espera, espera Que aun te queda mucho por caminar
Niña, que un dia te miras desnuda al espejo Y ves que tu infancia se aleja Niña, que un dia escuchas palabras de amor Y te callas y sientes verguenza Espera, espera Que aun te queda mucho por caminar
Niña, que un dia en el umbral de tu puerta Te besan los labios y tiemblas Niña, que un dia te crees que el amor se termina Y amarras tu vida a cualquiera Espera, espera Que aun te queda mucho por caminar
Yours Sincerely Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Lorenz Hart Performer(s): Glenn Hunter & Bernice Claire and multiple other artists
Dearest one I write what I'm afraid to speak I'm weak when I'm with you Tears of love are causing All the ink to blot So what am I to do? Hoping to find the phrases Groping to find each word How they all burn like blazes Now they all seem absurd Though I don't know where to end And to begin You must give in because
I'm yours sincerely The one who loves you dearly To think about it nearly takes My breath away Very truly My passion is unruly A dream of you is newly born Each night and day Oh but my thoughts are fervent How can I make them plain? Ever your humble servant Faithfully I remain I'm intending To find a happy ending Because I love you dearly I'm sincerely yours
Do not think I haven't got the heart to care But where is my romance? So I've waited for my lover to appear I fear you've not a chance I must confess I've found one You must recall, last night Truly it does astound one How two can love at sight But I like your phrases and the way you wrote I'll use your note and write him
I'm yours sincerely The one who loves you dearly To think about it nearly takes My breath away Very truly My passion is unruly A dream of you is newly born Each night and day Oh but my thoughts are fervent How can I make them plain? Ever your humble servant Faithfully I remain I'm intending To find a happy ending Because I love you dearly I'm sincerely yours
Kom luister naar het lied dat ik voor u ga zingen Het is een tragisch lied over losbandigheid Het gaat over een dame uit de hoogste kringen De neiging tot het kwaad, die kon zij niet bedwingen Zo raakte zij haar eer en reputatie kwijt
Zij kon het lonken niet laten, zij lonkte naar iedere man Dat liep veel te veel in de gaten, en oh daar kwam narigheid van
Haar man had eerst geen aandacht aan haar kwaal geschonken Want ach, hij dacht: "ze heeft een vuiltje in haar oog" Maar toen ze na een tijdje zo diep was gezonken Dat ze in de kerk nog naar de preekstoel zat te lonken Toen kwam het ogenblik dat zij de laan uitvloog
Zij kon het lonken niet laten, zij lonkte naar iedere man Dat liep veel te veel in de gaten, en oh daar kwam narigheid van
Zij werd een danseres in 1 der minste kroegen Drie veren droeg zij slechts en soms geen eens geen drie Soms droeg zij slechts 1 veer en als de klanten 't vroegen Dan viel de laatste veer tot algemeen genoegen En bloot lonkte ze door met dubbele energie
Zij kon het lonken niet laten, zij lonkte naar iedere man Dat liep veel te veel in de gaten, en oh daar kwam narigheid van
Maar ach zij werd te oud, zij kon geen man meer strikken En zij werd werkster in het ouwemannen-huis En onder het dweilen door wierp zij nog wulpse blikken Zij maakte met haar lonken de ouwetjes aan 't schrikken En op een dag zat zij er eentje na door 't huis
Haar emmertje met schuim en sop dat zag zij heel niet staan Zij struikelde en brak haar nek, 't was met haar gedaan, ja
Zij kon het lonken niet laten, zij lonkte naar iedere man Oh meisjes hou toch in de gaten, oh daar komt narigheid van
Istanbul (Not Constantinople) Composer(s): Nat Simon; Jimmy Kennedy First release by: The Four Lads - 1953 Covered by multiple other artists
Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night
Every gal in Constantinople Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way
So, take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks
Istanbul
Istanbul
Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way
Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks
So, take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks
Nikita Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John; and various other artists
Hey Nikita is it cold In your little corner of the world You could roll around the globe And never find a warmer soul to know
Oh I saw you by the wall Ten of your tin soldiers in a row With eyes that looked like ice on fire The human heart a captive in the snow
Oh Nikita You will never know anything about my home I'll never know how good it feels to hold you Nikita I need you so Oh Nikita is the other side of any given line in time Counting ten tin soldiers in a row Oh no, Nikita you'll never know
Do you ever dream of me Do you ever see the letters that I write When you look up through the wire Nikita do you count the stars at night
And if there comes a time Guns and gates no longer hold you in And if you're free to make a choice Just look towards the west and find a friend
Israel Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro Performer(s): Raphael
Cruzaré mi barba Besaré mi tierra Y abriré mil surcos Sin descanso de sol a estrellas Y al llegar la pascua en primavera Yo le diré a mi hermano pobre Siéntate a mi mesa Come de este fruto de Israel No me iré ya nunca De mi tierra herida Y uniré mis manos A las manos de aquel que lucha Moriré tranquilo Cuando el mundo nos deje en paz Cuando las fronteras sean verdaderas Las que Dios nos quiso dar Israel, mi pueblo Israel, mi historia Llanto y sueño eterno Gloria a Israel
Niki Hoeky Composer(s): Jim Ford; Pat Vegas; Lolly Vegas Performer(s): P.J. Proby; and various other artists
Down in Louisiana Down in Cajun land Folks got something goin' Goes something like Folks come an git'cha tootsie
I wants to t'tie ya puppe'tame me Gonna dig ya on a scoobydoo Gonna gitcha on'a scubadie Ooh boog-a-boo you You ooh boog-a-boo you, little boy Get hip to the consultation of the boolawee Umm hmm, umm
Said, golly, golly miss Molly Everything's copesetic now Boog-a-boo, look at you What I'd like to do to you boy Ooh boog-a-boo you You ooh boog-a-boo you, little boy Get hip to the consultation of the boolawee Umm hmm, hmm
Niki, Niki, Niki Hoeky Your pappy's doing time in the pokey Your sisters on a trip Your momma got hip Little boy you're lookin' ok You ooh boog-a-boo you You ooh boog-a-boo you, little boy Get hip to the consultation of the boolawee
I'm talking bout your boola Talking bout that wee I'm talking bout your boola Talking bout that wee Well get hip to the consultation of the boolawee
Isn't This A Lovely Day (To Be Caught In The Rain)?
Isn't This A Lovely Day (To Be Caught In The Rain)? Composer(s): Irving Berlin First performance by: Fred Astaire - 1935 Covered by multiple other artists
The weather is frightening The thunder and lightning Seem to be having their way But as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day The turn in the weather Will keep us together So I can honestly say That as far as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day... And everything's okay
Isn't this a lovely day to be caught in the rain You were going on your way, now you've got to remain
Just as you were going, leaving me all at sea The clouds broke, they broke and oh what a break for me
I can see the sun up high, though we're caught in a storm I can see where you and I could be cozy and warm
Let the rain pitter patter But it really doesn't matter If the skies are gray Long as I can be with you, it's a lovely day
Night Time In Little Italy Composer(s): Joe McCarthy; Fred Fisher Performer(s): Frisco Jazz Band
When the day has gone to sleep lights begin to shine To a latin haunt I creep a place that I called mine There's laughter and joy and the music is grand In my Bohemia Land
When the Cello sweetly hums Some sweet melody Through each little strain there comes a voice of Italy Eat, drink and be merry you'll hear each one say Life's worth a living that way
Night time down town in little Italy (Chillie Billie, Bee) Down 'round my old Mulberry You'll hear the mandolins play For Mariutcha (Hutch-a-cootcha, Cootcha) When she rolls those big black eyes at me I want to be in Napoli where dark win will make you happy as can be (Baby on your knee) You're one of the family When they sing, chillibillibi you leave your home and mother everybody eat and drink and love each other When it's night time down in Little Italy
