Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Since You Broke My Heart Composer(s): Don Everly First recording/First release by: The Everly Brothers - 1959/1960 Covered by multiple other artists
They say the blues went out of style To cry is to act just like a child Smile each day that we're apart But I kind of feel I never will Since you broke me heart
They say the best way's not to care Just play a few hands of solitaire Read a book or study art All the remedies don't work for me Since you broke my heart
They say the blues went out of style To cry is to act just like a child Smile each day that we're apart But I kind of feel I never will Since you broke me heart
Pennies From Heaven Composer(s): Arthur Johnston; Johnny Burke Performer(s): Bing Crosby; and various other artists
Every time it rains, it rains, pennies from heaven Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven? You'll find your fortune's fallin' all over the town Make sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers If you want the things you love, you must have showers So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven Don't you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven? You'll find your fortune's fallin' all over the town Make sure that your umbrella is upside down
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers If you want the things you love, you must have showers So, when you hear it thunder, don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
So take a big deep breath of the clean fresh air Put a smile on your face be a millionaire The streets outside Are paved with gold There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me
Toi l'épouse modèle Le grillon du foyer Toi qui n'a point d'accrocs Dans ta robe de mariée Toi l'intraitable Pénélope En suivant ton petit Bonhomme de bonheur Ne berces-tu jamais En tout bien tout honneur De jolies pensées interlopes De jolies pensées interlopes...
Derrière tes rideaux Dans ton juste milieu En attendant l'retour D'un Ulysse de banlieue Penchée sur tes travaux de toile Les soirs de vague à l'âme Et de mélancolie N'as tu jamais en rêve Au ciel d'un autre lit Compté de nouvelles étoiles Compté de nouvelles étoiles...
N'as-tu jamais encore Appelé de tes vux L'amourette qui passe Qui vous prend aux cheveux Qui vous compte des bagatelles Qui met la marguerite Au jardin potager La pomme défendue Aux branches du verger Et le désordre à vos dentelles Et le désordre à vos dentelles...
N'as-tu jamais souhaité De revoir en chemin Cet ange, ce démon Qui son arc à la main Décoche des flèches malignes Qui rend leur chair de femme Aux plus froides statues Les bascul' de leur socle Bouscule leur vertu Arrache leur feuille de vigne Arrache leur feuille de vigne...
N'aie crainte que le ciel Ne t'en tienne rigueur Il n'y a vraiment pas là De quoi fouetter un cur Qui bat la campagne et galope C'est la faute commune Et le péché véniel C'est la face cachée De la lune de miel Et la rançon de Pénélope Et la rançon de Pénélope...
Since I've Used My Bible For A Roadmap Composer(s): Don Reno; Charles Schroeder Performer(s): Reno & Smiley; Allan McHale "Mac" & The Old Time Radio Gang
Since I've used my bible for a road map I've been traveling toward the promised land There has been no worry or obstruction No rough pavement and no sinking sand
I'm on the right road to glory Jesus leads me by the hand Since I've used my bible for a road map All my earthly travels have been grand
Since I've used my bible for a road map I'm insured by Jesus day and night And if I take the wrong direction My bible will always steer me right
Pendant Les Vacances ((aka Line (by Les Chaussettes Noires) - 1962))
((Adapted from: All I Have To Do Is Dream (by The Everly Brothers) - 1958))
Composer(s): Boudleaux Bryant - Hubert Ithier - Claude Carrère
Performer(s): Sheila - 1963
Versions In Other Languages:
1958 - Droom (by Will Tura)
1970 - 100 Volte Lei (by Donatello)
Pendant les vacances
eh eh eh
Pendant les vacances
eh eh eh
Demain je pars
Tout l'été il va falloir
Nous séparer
Pendant les vacances
Essaie de ne pas m'oublier!
Oui j'ai seize ans
Et tu sais que mes parents
Vont m'emmener
Pendant les vacances
Essaie de ne pas m'oublier
Demain c'est si long
Tu es un garçon
D'autres filles te plairont
Tu vas t'amuser sans moi
Et ton amour pourrait changer
Demain je pars
Tout l'été il va falloir
Nous séparer
Pendant les vacances
Essaie de ne pas m'oublier!
Pour me rassurer
Tu viens m'embrasser
Mais tu sais bien que c'est vrai
Tu vas t'amuser sans moi
Et ton amour pourrait changer
Demain je pars
Tout l'été il va falloir
Nous séparer
Pendant les vacances
Essaie de ne pas m'oublier!
Pendant les vacances
eh eh eh
Pendant les vacances
eh eh eh
Als Het Weer Lente Is Composer(s): Jaak Dreesen; Jef Vanden Berg First performance by: Lize Marke - 1965
Ik spaar de druppels van de dauw als het weer lente is Ik koop voor jou net wat je wou als het jou feestdag is Ik zal voor altijd op je blijven wachten En in gedachten ben ik bij jou Ik tel de sterren van april die aan de hemel staan Ik wou zo graag met jou gelukkig door het leven gaan Ik spaar voor jou de parels van de dauw Als het waar lente is voor jou Ik zal elke avond de deuren gaan sluiten Ik zal elke avond de lichten uit doen Wij zullen des zomers picknicken gaan buiten En voor elke hap, krijg jij ook een zoen Ik spaar de druppels van de dauw als het weer lente is Ik koop voor jou net wat je wou als het jou feestdag is Ik zal voor altijd op je blijven wachten En in gedachten ben ik bij jou Ik tel de sterren van april die aan de hemel staan Ik wou zo graag met jou gelukkig door het leven gaan Ik spaar voor jou de parels van de dauw Als het weer lente is voor jou
Pencil Thin Mustache Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett; and various other artists
Now they make new movies in old black and white With happy endings, where nobody fights So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage Honey, jump right up and show your age
Chorus: I wish I had a pencil thin mustache The "Boston Blackie" kind A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket And an autographed picture of Andy Devine
I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny Writin' fan letters to Sky King and Penny Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache Then I could solve some mysteries too
Then it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast Drinkin' on a fake I.D. Yeah, and Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana But only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana Yeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache Then I could solve some mysteries too
Then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore) Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge But all you want to do is learn how to score
Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear I don't go to church and I don't cut my hair But I can go to movies and see it all there Just the way that it used to be
Chorus: That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache The "Boston Blackie" kind A two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket And an autographed picture of Andy Devine
Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be Maybe suave Errol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby If I only had a pencil thin mustache Then I could do some cruisin' too
Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah Oh, I could do some cruisin' too
Since I've Been Loving You
Composer(s): Robert Plant - John Bonham - James Patrick Page
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists
Working from seven to eleven every night
It really makes my life a drag
I don't think that's right
Ive really, really been the best of fools
I did what I could
'cause I love you, baby
How I love you, darling
How I love you, baby
How I love you, girl, little girl
But baby, since Ive been loving you, yeah
I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah
Everybody trying to tell me
That you didn't mean me no good
Ive been trying, lord, let me tell you
Let me tell you I really did the best I could
Ive been working seven to eleven every night
It kinda makes my life a drag
Lord, you know it ain't right
Since Ive been loving you
I'm about to lose my worried mind
Said I've been crying
My tears they fell like rain
Don't you hear
Don't you hear them falling
Don't you hear
Don't you hear them falling
Do you remember, mama, when I knocked upon your door?
I said you had the nerve to tell me
You didn't want me no more
I open my front door hearing my back door slam
You must have one of them new fangled
New fangled back door man
Ive been working from seven, seven, seven
To eleven every night
It kinda makes my life a drag, a drag, drag
Ah, yeah, it makes a drag
Baby, since Ive been loving you
I'm about to lose
I'm about to lose, lose my worried mind
Pencil Neck Geek Composer(s): Pete Cicero; Martin Margulies Performer(s): Fred Blassie
Back when I was a kid, life was going swell Till something happened, blew every thing to hell That night my daddy stumbled in, all pale and weak Said "A woman up the block just gave birth to a geek"
Mom said, "Sell it to the circus, what the heck" Dad said, "Nope, this one's a pencil neck And if there's one thing lower than a side show freak It's a grit eatin', scum suckin', pencil neck geek"
You see if you take a pencil that won't hold lead Looks like a pipe cleaner attached to a head Add a buggy whip body with a brain that leaks You got yourself a grit eatin', pencil neck geek
(chorus) Pencil neck geek, grit eatin' freak scum suckin', pea head with a lousy physique He's a one man, no gut, loosing streak Nothin' but a pencil neck geek
Soon the geeks were poppin' up all over town You couldn't hardly sneeze without knockin' one down After a nice juicy steak, if you need a toothpick Just reach for a geek, they'll do the trick
One day we cut one up for fish bait Learned our lesson just a little bit late Soon as the geek hit the drink, the water turned red Next day, sure enough, all the fish were dead
chorus
Most any night you know where I can be found Yeah, stomping some geek's head into the ground So keep the faith 'cause in Blassie you can trust I won't give up 'til the last geek bites the dust
chorus
They say, "these geeks come a dime a dozen" I'm lookin' for the guy who's supplin' the dimes Its gonna be real hard times for all of these grit eatin' scum suckin' boot lickin' drop kickin' gut grindin' nail bitin' glue sniffin' scab pickin' butt scratchin' egg hatchin' sleezy smelly pepper bellied dirty, lousy, rotten, stinkin', freaks Nothing but a pencil neck geek
Mamma, jeg skal møte'n Kjell og han Arne nå i kveld Vi skal spleise til en reise på en gøyal karusell
Mamma, hvem skal jeg kjøre med først Kanskje Arne for han er jo størst? Ja, han denger opp Kjell hvis han drar i fletta mi Eller kaller meg popjenta si
Men når Arne og jeg tar en tur Blir han Kjell så forskrekkelig sur Så jeg tror det er best at vi kjører alle tre I en vogn som er stor nok til det
Mamma, jeg er forelsket i Kjell Klart jeg kjører med han likevel Når vi suser avsted skal han få en real klem Og så skal han få følge meg hjem
Stakkar Arne må stå der og se Men jeg kan ikke bry meg om det Jeg har sannelig nok med å tenke på meg selv Når jeg svever omkring med han Kjell
Når jeg svever omkring, når jeg svever omkring Når jeg svever i vår karusell
Penas Do Tiê Composer(s): Raimundo Fagner Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Vocês já viram lá na mata a cantoria Da passarada quando vai anoitecer E já ouviram o canto triste da araponga Anunciando que na terra vai chover Já experimentaram guabiraba bem madura Já viram as tardes quando vai anoitecer E já sentiram das planícies orvalhadas O cheiro doce da frutinhas muçambê Pois meu amor tem um pouquinho disso tudo Que tem na boca a cor das penas do tiê Quando ele canta os passarinhos ficam mudos Sabe quem é o meu amor, ele é você Você, você, você...
Since I Met You Baby Composer(s): Ivory Joe Hunter First release by: Ivory Joe Hunter - 1956 Covered by multiple other artists
Since I met you baby my whole life has changed Since I met you baby my whole life has changed All my friends tell me I'm not the same Let me tell you Since I met you baby, I'm a happy man Since I met you baby, looks like I'm a happy man
I'm gonna try and please you In every way that I can Let me tell you
I don't need nobody To tell my troubles to I don't need nobody To tell my troubles to
O, 'cause since I met you baby All I need is you And o, pretty baby You know I love you baby better than I do myself When I'm with you I don't need nobody else Love me in the morning you got to love me late at night Love me in the morning you got to love me late at night When you love me I hope everything is alright
Pelos Olhos Composer(s): Caetano Veloso Performer(s): Caetano Veloso
O Deus que mora na proximidade do haver avencas Esse Deus das avencas é a luz Saindo pelos olhos Da minha amiguinha O Deus mora na proximidade do avencas Esse Deus dos fetos Das plantas pequenas é a luz Saindo pelos olhos Da minha amiguinha linda Da minha amiguinha Da minha amiguinha Da minha amiguinha linda Da minha amiguinha Da minha amiguinha Da minha amiguinha linda
Not a leaf turns green, not a sky turns blue Not a blade of grass feels the morning dew Not one single child ever seems to laugh Since I loved you last
Not a sun comes out, not a drop of rain Not one single word that relieves the pain Not one cooling breeze, not one warming flame Since I loved you last
Not an ocean rolls, not a river flows Nothing ever moves, nothing ever grows But life's an empty stage, love has left the cast Since I loved you last
Since I loved you last, since I loved you last Not a day goes by I don't want you back No one else's heart could take up all my soul Since I loved you last
Since I loved you last, since I loved you last All I do is pray that you come back While I just go on living in the past Since I loved you last
Pelas Tabelas Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque; Familia Roitman
Ando com minha cabeça já pelas tabelas Claro que ninguém se toca com minha aflição Quando vi todo mundo na rua de blusa amarela Eu achei que era ela puxando um cordão Dão oito horas e danço de blusa amarela Minha cabeça talvez faça as pazes assim Quando ouvi a cidade de noite batendo as panelas Eu pensei que era ela voltando pra mim Minha cabeça de noite batendo panelas Provavelmente não deixa a a cidade dormir Quando vi um bocado de gente descendo as favelas Eu achei que era o povo que vinha pedir A cabeça de um homem que olhava as favelas Minha cabeça rolando no Maracanã Quando eu vi a galera aplaudindo de pé as tabelas Eu jurei que era ela que vinha chegando Com minha cabeça já pelas tabelas Claro que ninguém se toca com minha aflição Quando vi todo mundo na rua de blusa amarela Eu achei que era ela puxando um cordão Dão oito horas e danço de blusa amarela Minha cabeça talvez faça as pazes assim Quando ouvi a cidade de noite batendo as panelas Eu pensei que era ela voltando pra mim Minha cabeça de noite batendo panelas Provavelmente não deixa a a cidade dormir Quando vi um bocado de gente descendo as favelas Eu achei que era o povo que vinha pedir A cabeça de um homem que olhava as favelas Minha cabeça rolando no Maracanã Quando eu vi a galera aplaudindo de pé as tabelas Eu jurei que era ela que vinha chegando Com minha cabeça já numa baixela Claro que ninguém se toca com minha aflição Quando vi tudo mundo na rua de blusa amarela Eu achei que era ela puxando um cordão
