Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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School Boy Crush Composer(s): Roger Ball; Malcolm Duncan; Steve Ferrone; Alan Gorrie; Onnie McIntyre; Hamish Stuart Performer(s): Average White Band
Meet me in the playground at a quarter to 4 Wait till everybody's long gone There must be so many things that we could explore Hey, baby, maybe I can walk you home
Now if it stars to rain (It starts to rain) we can take some shelter I'd like to hold your little hand, oh My head is spinning like a helter-skelter We'll get to know each other if we can
She said, "Hey, wait a minute" Hold on She said, "Hey, just a little bit" Hold on
Whenever I try to think of what it feels like to feel it For the first time and was it really such a thrill She said, "Look, boy, but don't you touch" That ain't much, it's only a school boy crush
Got to keep this secret, can't take no chance Don't want nobody else to know There is nothing wrong with trying to start a romance But we should take it nice and slow
If we play it cool (If we play it cool) it'll be alright Don't let the teacher see us talking, yeah But after school we can be out of sight Everybody's gonna think we just gone walking
She said, "Hey, just wait a minute" Hold on She said, "Hey, just a little bit now" Hold on
Whenever I try to think of what it feels like to feel it For the first time is it really such a thrill She said, "Look, boy, but don't you touch" That ain't much, it's only a school boy crush
She said, "Look, boy, but don't you touch" That ain't much, it's only a school boy crush She said, "Look, boy, but don't you touch" That ain't much, it's only a school boy crush
Oh, hoo
A-B-C-D-E-F-G Now that you're the one for me School boy crush Hey, hey Only a school boy crush
2-3-4-5-6-7 All good children got to heaven Only a school boy crush Ooh ooh Only a school boy crush, woo
Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas Like the good ones that used to be Put a shoo bop de bop and an ooh wah baby Under the Christmas tree
And a shoobee doo wah And let's get together singin' Four part harmony Just remember Santa Claus He likes rock & roll Just like you and me
Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas Do all the dances we used to do You can start the motion with the loco-motion Do the twist and the boogaloo
Do the mashed potato and the watusi You can dance until you wear out your shoes Put your troubles away for this holiday Don't let Santa catch you singin' the blues
Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas Keep the music goin' all night long Dance the night away until Santa's sleigh Brings you more of your favorite songs
There'll be rockin' and boppin' There'll be no stoppin' Just the way life used to be Just remember Santa Claus He likes rock & roll Just like you and me
Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas Have yourself a rock & roll Christmas
School Composer(s): Rick Davies; Roger Hodgson Performer(s): Supertramp
I can see you in the morning when you go to school Don't forget your books, you know you've got to learn the golden rule Teacher tells you stop your play and get on with your work And be like Johnnie - too-good, well don't you know he never shirks - he's coming along!
After School is over you're playing in the park Don't be out too late, don't let it get too dark They tell you not to hang around and learn what life's about And grow up just like them - won't you let it work it out - and you're full of doubt
Don't do this and don't do that What are they trying to do? Make a good boy of you Do they know where it's at? Don't criticise, they're old and wise Do as they tell you to Don't want the devil to Come out and put your eyes
Maybe I'm mistaken expecting you to fight Or maybe I'm just crazy, I don't know wrong from right But while I am still living, I've just got this to say It's always up to you if you want to be that want to see that want to see that way you're coming along!
River
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
First release by: Joni Mitchell - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists
It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it don't snow here It stays pretty green I'm going to make a lot of money Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on
Oh I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I made my baby cry
He tried hard to help me He put me at ease Lord, he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees I wish I had a river I could skate away on I'm so hard to handle I'm selfish and I'm sad Now I've gone and lost the best baby That I ever had I wish I had a river I could skate away on
Oh I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I made my baby say goodbye
It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I could skate away on
Schön Ist Der Morgen (Adapted from: Morning Has Broken - 1971) (Spanish Version: Ha Roto El Alba) Composer(s): Eleanor Farjeon; Gisela Zimber Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri
Schön ist der Morgen Schau aus dem Fenster Ganz neu geboren Schenkt er den Tag Nimm ihn und freu dich Danke und denke Wieder kommt für mich Ein neuer Tag
Schön ist der Morgen Singen die Lerchen Ganz ohne Sorgen Freu'n sie sich nur Nimm dir ein Beispiel Sei mehr zufrieden Oft willst du zuviel Frag mal warum
Schön ist der Morgen Sonne und Regen Du bist geborgen Solang du glaubst Kommen und gehen Können die Stunden Alles verstehen Kann der Mensch nie
Schön ist der Morgen Fang wieder neu an Gestern und Sorgen Alt und vorbei Danke und denke Das die Welt schön ist Darum verschenke Nie deinen Tag
Ringing The Bells For Jim Composer(s): June Carter Cash; Jan Howard Performer(s): Johnny Cash
The Father heard church bells at midnight A wrong time for church bells to chime He went to the tower, found a little girl there Said, "Why ring the bells at this time?"
"I'm just ringing the bells for Jim, please Father Ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry I'm cryin', but my brother Jim's dyin' So I'm ringing the bells for Jim"
"Please father pray for him this Christmas He's sick and he's in so much pain The doctors all say he'll be gone any day So I must ring the bells again"
"I'm just ringing the bells for Jim, please Father Ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry I'm cryin', but my brother Jim's dyin' So I'm ringing the bells for Jim"
On the day after Christmas she brought him Said "Father, heed little Jim You see he got well when he heard the church bells I was ringing the bells for Jim"
"I'm just ringing the bells for Jim, please Father Ringing the bells for Jim I'm sorry I'm cryin', but my brother Jim's dyin' So I'm ringing the bells for Jim"
Schieß Die Lichter Aus Performer(s): Ulla Meinecke
Der Raum platzt vor Leuten und kalter Musik Wieder ein neues Glassplitterstück Du lachst wie ein Kind und lehnst in der Tür Ich will nicht mehr tanzen, ich will zu Dir Die Luft is zum Schneiden und klebt auf der Haut Und der Typ neber mir tratscht viel zu laut Mir ist so danach romantisch zu sein Ich will mit Dir flüstern Doch dazu müßt ich schrein Schieß die Lichter aus Schick sie alle nach Haus Ich will jetzt keine Musik Nur Deinen blonden Blick Ich will dich lachen sehn Jeder flirtet mit jedem, jetzt ist es soweit Und keiner glaubt keinem, alle wissen Bescheid Eisen glühn im feuer, und da brennt die Luft Ich wart nur noch drauf, daß noch jemand ruft Der Raum platzt vor Leuten und kalter Musik Wieder ein neues Glassplitterstück Du lachst wie ein Kind und lehnst in der Tür Ich will nicht mehr tanzen, ich will zu Dir Schieß die Lichter aus....
Ring Those Christmas Bells
Composer(s): Marvin Fisher; Gus Levene
Performer(s): Peggy Lee
and multiple other artists
Some folks like to hear a Christmas song
But I like Christmas bells that go ding dong
Jingle-jangle, ding-a-ling, or just bing-bong
I love to hear 'em ring
Oh, ring those Christmas bells
Ring those Christmas bells
While they chime we'll have a happy time
So ring those Christmas bells
Up above the stars are clear and bright
While all around the snow is soft and white
Santa and his reindeer soon will be in sight
And you will hear him sing
Oh, ring those Christmas bells
Ring those Christmas bells
While they chime we'll have a happy time
So ring those Christmas bells
For the music of an open sleigh
When ev'ry jolly jingle seems to say
"Happy, happy, happy, happy holiday!"
Come on and join the fun!
Oh, ring those Christmas bells
Ring those Christmas bells
While they chime we'll have a happy time
So ring those Christmas bells
Here is a news flash! We have just heard that Father Christmas is unable to do his rounds this year due to industrial trouble in Greenland Therefore, a replacement must be found!
We are going over now to the office of Renta Santa Miss Singleton, who has actually applied for the job? "Paul McCartney, Stevie Wonder, Alice Cooper, Elton John" Same old faces, hey?
Have you any suggestions of your own? "Take a chance with someone new, you'll see" Good idea Now, here's a face we all know Football star, Georgie Best George, what have you been doing lately? "Sitting in the sun, waiting for a senorita to show" Splendid!
And now we have Mr. Edward Heath Sir, we know you're out of work right now, but Don't you think you look rather foolish standing there In a red costume and false beard? "It's just a silly phase I'm going through" Tell us, what did Margaret Thatcher say when She saw you dressed like this? "She stood there laughing"
Oh dear, well here's someone whose not been laughing Too much either; rock star and tax exile, Rod Stewart "I'm an ordinary guy, and my pockets are empty" Rod, what did you tell the tax department When you returned to this country? "I can't give you anything" But Rod, we all have to pay tax "But not half as much as I do" Really? "No, not half as much as I do"
Over here, we are very fortunate to have the Man who trains Santa's reindeers Sir, we understand you actually speak to these animals What do you say to them? "Ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh" And what is their reply? "What chu, chu, chu, chu" What does that mean exactly? "That means, I offer my love to you" Amazing!
And now we've got Mr. Spock from Star Fleet Command! How did you get here? "Look at me, can't you see, I'm beaming all over?" Oh, and now they're ready with the results They are about to be announced
And the man whose been chosen is Mr. Uri Geller
Well, Uri, this is really wonderful Everyone's delighted! Now, I'm sure we'd all like to see a party trick before you leave What are you going to do for us? "I took my magic wand, and 'poof', I have me fun!" And look what's happening here It's Bendy! "Hey, what does? What's happening"
Hey! You've bust me record player! Player.....player.....player.....player.......
Ouais Je t'emmènerai sur le Scénic railway Si c'est ce que tu veux C'est facile Ouais Je t'emmènerai sur le Scénic railway On verra ça demain C'est promis Mais ne te sens-tu pas Quelque peu inconsciente Tout ce qu'aimer veut dire Le sauras-tu un jour Ouais Je t'emmènerai sur le Scénic railway Tu n'as que ça en tête C'est terrible
Ouais Je t'emmènerai sur le Scénic railway Mais ces émotions-là C'est facile Ouais Je t'emmènerai sur le Scénic railway Et cesse de bouder C'est d'accord Je t'y verrai ainsi Que je te veux cruelle Agrippée à mon bras Par tes ongles blessé Ouais Je vais te sembler un peu cynique ouais ouais Y a pas que les machines Pour s'envoyer en l'air
She's Got It Composer(s): Little Richard; John Marascalco Performer(s): Little Richard
There's a sweet little girl that lives down the street Some people think she's square but I think she's sweet You can see her every day, strollin' up and down the way Lookin' so pretty and this is what I say
She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her
Big blue eyes, long black hair Dimpled cheeks and she's no square
Ruby lips, shapely hips When she walks down the street all the cats flip
She loves to sing, hot rod queen She's real gone in everything
She loves to sing, hot rod queen She's real gone in everything
When the music's hot, she loves to bop She'll dance till the jukebox pop
She's got it Ooh baby, she's got it Ooooh baby, she's got it I can't do without her Yeah, she's got it Oh-oh, she's got it Ooooh, she's got it Yeah-yeah, she's got it Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Yeah-yeah-yeah, hey Aaaaaaaahhh...
Scenes From An Italian Restaurant Composer(s): Billy Joel Performer(s): Billy Joel and multiple other artists
A bottle of white, a bottle of red Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I--face to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of white It all depends on your appetite I'll meet you any time you want In our Italian Restaurant
Things are okay with me these days Got a good job, got a good office Got a new wife, got a new life And the family's fine We lost touch long ago You lost weight I did not know You could ever look so good after So much time
I remember those days hanging out At the village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blue jeans Drop a dime in the box play the Song about New Orleans Cold beer, hot lights My sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies And the king and the queen of the prom Riding around with the car top down and the radio on Nobody looked any finer Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner We never knew we could want more than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive
Brenda and Eddie were still going steady in the summer of '75 When they decided the marriage would be at the end of July Everyone said they were crazy "Brenda you know you're much too lazy Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life" But there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye
They got an apartment with deep pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears A big waterbed that they bought with the bread They had saved for a couple of years They started to fight when the money got tight And they just didn't count on the tears
They lived for a while in a very nice style But it's always the same in the end They got a divorce as a matter of course And they parted the closest of friends Then the king and the queen went back to the green But you can never go back there again
Brenda and Eddie had had it already By the summer of '75 From the high to the low To the end of the show For the rest of their lives They couldn't go back to the greasers The best they could do was pick up the pieces We always knew they would both find a way to get by That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie Can't tell you more than I told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye
A bottle of red, and bottle of white Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight I'll meet you anytime you want In our Italian Restaurant
Redneck 12 Days Of Christmas
Composer(s): Jeff Foxworthy; Doug Grau; P.D. Scots Pipe Band; Scott Rouse; Tim Wilson
Performer(s): Jeff Foxworthy; The Wacky Redneck Hillbillies
Wow, somebody done been to the WalMart!
Man, this is the stuff I got for Christmas
Well you cleaned up!
Whadya git?
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT
Hey Bubba, you got gypped -- there's 12 days to Christmas
I know that, I got it covered
Look over in the corner
That's yours too?
Yea!
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT
Man, this ain't normal Christmas presents!
No, they're redneck gifts!
Redneck gifts?
Yea, you know, like
if you buy your wife earrings that double as fishing lures
Or, if you can burp the entire chorus of "Jingle Bells"
Perhaps if you think "The Nutcracker" is something you did off a high-dive
Or, if you've ever misspelled something in Christmas lights
Or, if you leave cold beer and pickled eggs for Santa Claus
What's wrong with that?
I didn't say anything wrong with it...
It's hard to beat...
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT
Well, you can't really consider it a Christmas
'less you go down to the penitentiary and visit your mama
You're not listenin' to me!
Get the car key outta your ear
That's where the nine years probation comes in...
I'm gonna do it for ya again
Now listen...
Twelve-pack of Bud
Eleven Wrastling tickets
Ten o' Copenhagen
Nine years probation
Eight table dancers
Seven packs of Redman
Six cans of Spam
Five flannel shirts
Four big mud tires
Three shotgun shells
Two hunting dogs
... And some parts to a Mustang GT
Scende La Pioggia ((Adapted from: Elenore (The Turtles - 1968))
Composer(s): John Barbata - Howard Kaylan - Al Nichol - Jim Pons - Mark Volman - Franco Migliacci
Performer(s): Gianni Morandi - 1968
and multiple other artists
Tu nel tuo letto caldo, io per strada al freddo ma non è questo che mi fa triste Qui fuori dai tuoi sogni l'amore sta morendo ognuno pensa solo a se stesso Scende la pioggia ma che fa crolla il mondo addosso a me per amore sto morendo! Amo la vita più che mai appartiene solo a me voglio viverla per questo! E basta con i sogni, ora sei tu che dormi ora il dolore io non conosco Quello che mi dispiace è quel che imparo adesso ognuno pensa solo a se stesso Scende la pioggia...
Scatterbrain Composer(s): Khan Keene; Carl Bean; Frankie Masters; Johnny Burke Performer(s): Frankie Masters and multiple other artists
Everyone who sees you says, fascinating face Heavens, what a figure and, goodness me, what grace Everyone who meets you must lose his heart, I find Then he's sure to lose his mind
You're as pleasant as the morning And refreshing as the rain Isn't it a pity that you're such a scatterbrain When you smile it's so delightful When you talk it's so insane Still it's charming chatter, scatterbrain
I know I'll end up apoplectic But there's nothing I can do It's just the same as being in a hurricane And though my life will be too hectic I'm so much in love with you Nothing else can matter You're my darling scatterbrain
You're as gay as New Year parties You're as sweet as sugarcane But when you get serious, you're such a scatterbrain When we dance I think it's heaven Till about the third refrain Then you start your patter, scatterbrain
Perhaps I'm much too analytic But I'm up the well-known tree I've tried to understand your double-talk in vain Yet, won't you please forgive your critic 'Cause you mean so much to me Nothing else can matter You're my darling scatterbrain
Pretty Snow Flakes Composer(s): Luigi Creatore; Hugo Peretti; David Plattner Performer(s): Patti Page
It's winter, it's winter the snow fell last night It fell on the tree tops and painted them white The children are playing their faces are bright Oh what a wonderful sight
Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes falling down from the sky How I wonder where you come from as you flutter by Did winter's magic hand send you down to bless the land
Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes falling down from the sky Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes hello and goodbye
The pond by the old mill is covered with ice The fires are glowing and everything's nice The whole world is smiling and bundled up tight Oh what a wonderful sight
Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes falling down from the sky How I wonder where you come from as you flutter by Did winter's magic hand send you down to bless the land
Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes falling down from the sky Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes hello and goodbye
Pretty snow flakes Pretty snow flakes hello and goodbye
