Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sitting In Limbo (Danish Version: Moesgård Strand - 1981) Composer(s): Gully Bright; James Chambers First release by: Jimmy Cliff - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Sitting here in Limbo Waiting for the tide turn Yeah, now, sitting here in Limbo So many things I've got to learn Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on
Sitting here in Limbo Waiting for the dice to roll Yeah, now, sitting here in Limbo Still got some time to search my soul Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on
I don't know where life will take me But I know where I have been I don't know what life will show me But I know what I have seen Tried my hand at love and friendship That is past and gone And now it's time to move along
Sitting here in Limbo Like a bird ain't got a song Yeah, I'm sitting here in Limbo And I know it won't be long 'Til I make my getaway, now Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on
I don't know where life will take me But I know where I have been I don't know what life will show me But I know what I have seen Tried my hand at love and friendship That is past and gone And now it's time to move along
Gonna lead me on now Meanwhile, they're putting up resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo Sitting in Limbo, Limbo, Limbo Meanwhile, they're putting up a resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on
Pictures Of Matchstick Men Composer(s): Francis Rossi Performer(s): Status Quo
When I look up to the sky I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed, I sunk my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning, tired still yawning See your face come peeking through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you Images of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you
Windows echo your reflection When I look in their direction gone When will this haunting stop Your face, it just won't leave me alone
Pictures of matchstick men and you Images of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you
You in the sky, you with the sky You make me cry, your eyes
You in the sky, you with the sky You make me cry, your eyes
Picture of matchstick men and Picture of matchstick men and Picture of matchstick men and
Desfolhada Portuguesa First performance by: Simone de Oliveira - 1969
Corpo de linho lábios de mosto meu corpo lindo meu fogo posto Eira de milho luar de Agosto quem faz um filho fá-lo por gosto É milho-rei milho vermelho cravo de carne bago de amor filho de um rei que sendo velho volta a nascer quando há calor
Minha palavra dita à luz do sol nascente meu madrigal de madrugada amor amor amor amor amor presente em cada espiga desfolhada
Minha raiz de pinho verde meu céu azul tocando a serra oh minha água e minha sede oh mar ao sul da minha terra
É trigo loiro é além tejo o meu país neste momento o sol o queima o vento o beija seara louca em movimento
Minha palavra dita à luz do sol nascente meu madrigal de madrugada amor amor amor amor amor presente em cada espiga desfolhada
Olhos de amêndoa cisterna escura onde se alpendra a desventura Moira escondida moira encantada lenda perdida lenda encontrada Oh minha terra minha aventura casca de noz desamparada Oh minha terra minha lonjura por mim perdida por mim achada
Pictures Of Lily Composer(s): Pete Townshend Performer(s): The Who; and various other artists
I used to wake up in the morning I used to feel so bad I got so sick of having sleepless nights I went and told my dad He said, "Son now here's some little something" And stuck them on my wall And now my nights ain't quite so lonely In fact I, I don't feel bad at all
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright
Pictures of Lily Lily, oh Lily Lily, oh Lily Pictures of Lily
And then one day things weren't quite so fine I fell in love with Lily I asked my dad where Lily I could find He said, "Son, now don't be silly" "She's been dead since 1929" Oh, how I cried that night If only I'd been born in Lily's time It would have been alright
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night For me and Lily are together in my dreams And I ask you, "Hey mister, have you ever seen" "Pictures of Lily?"
Un Jour, Un Enfant Composer(s): Emil Stern; Eddy Marnay First release by: Frida Boccara - 1969 Covered by multiple other artists
Un jour se lèvera Sur trois branches de lilas Qu'un enfant regardera Comme un livre d'images Le monde autour de lui Sera vide et c'est ainsi Qu'il inventera la vie A sa première pa-a-ge
En dessinant la forme d'une orange Il donnera au ciel son premier soleil En dessinant l'oiseau Il inventera la fleur En cherchant le bruit de l'eau Il entendra le cri du cur
En dessinant les branches d'une étoile Il trouvera l'enfant, le chemin des grands Des grands qui ont gardé Un regard émerveillé Pour les fruits de chaque jour Et pour les roses de l'amour
Pictures Composer(s): Don Reid; Lew DeWitt Performer(s): The Statler Brothers
Here's a picture that we took in Cincinnati The time we saw that big league baseball game Here's a picture that we took in Printer's Alley Down in Nashville when we met old what's his name
Here's one of me in my old '60 Chevy The one that let us down in Baltimore Here's the best one that I've ever seen of Betty And can you believe the dresses that you wore
Here's a picture that we took at graduation I'm so glad you talked me out of quittin' school Here I am when I worked at the filling station And here's one of Ernie actin' like a fool
Here's the last one that we ever took of Daddy We tried hard to make him smile but never did And here's one I caught of you when you weren't ready And here I am when I was just a kid
Oh sweetheart it's so much fun to be reminded Of how we used to look and what we used to do And each time we make a mem'ry I'm reminded I can't picture me with no one else but you
Here's a pose of you that looked so sweet and lovely That's the way I pictured you right from the start And here's a picture of you being close beside me That's the picture that I carry in my heart
Oh sweetheart it's so much fun to be reminded Of how we used to look and what we used to do And each time we make a mem'ry I'm reminded I can't picture me with no one else but you
Sittin' Up With The Dead Composer(s): C.W. Kalb Jr. Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Well out in the country, we didn't have mortuaries And so it was always customary For the undertaker to do his job And lay your kin out right there at home
Yeah, the church would loan you foldin' chairs And you'd have visitation and everything right there But when the nighttime came, you'd have to sit up with the dead 'Cause it wasn't right to leave them alone
Well, the last time I sat up was '65 When my old arthritic Uncle Fred died He was 97, and so stooped over The mortician couldn't straighten him out
They used a logging chain to hold him down Covered that all up with a cape and a gown And didn't tell nobody in the family Cause that's the kind of stuff folks just don't wanna know about
Well, we were all sittin' there, it was three in the mornin' And then there come up a cloud, a thunder, lightnin' and stormin' Well that lightnin' flashed and that thunder clapped And that chain 'round old Uncle Fred went snap Rattled and fell to the floor with a thump And Uncle Fred just sat right up. YEOW!
And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more I don't know 'bout you No, I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more No matter what you say or do They say the dead can't hurt you 'cause they already left But what they left can sure make it hurt yourself And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more Since the dead started sittin' up, too
Well, when Uncle Fred sat up, so did everyone there And there came a great partin' of the foldin' chairs And that preacher nearly knocked me down He said, "Whoa, I'm headin' out that kitchen door!"
I hollered, "Fred, that kitchen ain't got no door in it!" He said, "Don't worry son, it will have in a minute!" And I ain't never seen so much Jumpin' and shovin' before
And then somebody stepped on an old cat's tail He let out a scream, a screech, a wail And to say the least That howl didn't help to calm the situation down
And then that lightnin' flashed and that house went black And I spoke to my feet I said, "Boys, make tracks!" And I went through that screen door lickety split for town!
Well, I cut through the cemetery, fell in a hole It was Uncle Fred's grave...It was dark and cold Yeah, the town drunk dug it, and he dug it too deep And unbeknownst to me, he's still in there asleep And I'm scratchin' and jumpin' tryin to get out of that hole And he woke up and said "Might as well come over here and sit down beside me boy Cause you ain't gettin' out of here tonight!"
But I did
And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more I don't know 'bout you No, I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more No matter what you say or do They say the dead can't hurt you 'cause they already left But what they left can sure make it hurt yourself And I ain't sittin' up with the dead no more Since the dead started sittin' up, too
"Weren't no sense in anybody sittin' up with Uncle Fred, anyhow Uncle Fred couldn't even sit up with his own self Next time I'm just gonna send flowers! Yeah"
Pictured Within Composer(s): Jon Lord Performer(s): Deep Purple
here be friends... here be heroes... here be sunshine... here be grey... here be life... here love lies bleeding... memories so hazy... and dreams that drove me crazy
here be down... here be paradise... here be starbright... here be pain... here be smiles in eyes like rainbows... my father and my mother... my sisters and my brother pictured within
where there're shadows ill met by moonlight... there are dragons I have slain... and here be bright eyes with hair so golden... sunrise and sunset and running free... and laughing at the rain
here be home... here be travellin'... here be thunder... here be blue... and Sometimes heaven and thoughts of wonder... the Miracle of children... a poet and a pilgrim
kith and kin - pictured within lose and win - pictured within
Primaballerina First performance by: Siw Malmkvist - 1969
Primaballerina, Primaballerina kleine Porzellanfigur, warum bist du allein? Primaballerina, Primaballerina tanzt auf deiner Spieluhr und musst immer einsam sein
Primaballerina, Primaballerina Primaballerina, deine Welt ist die Musik Primaballerina, Primaballerina dreh' dich zu dem Glockenspiel im Tanz da, liegt dein Glück
Du bist schön in deinem weissen Kleid du mußt dich dreh'n, aber nie zu zweit Sag, weint dein Herz, wenn die Nachtigall ihr Lied von ihrem Liebsten singt? Sag, weint dein Herz, wenn die Nachtigall ihr Lied von ihrem Liebsten singt?
Primaballerina, Primaballerina kleine Porzellanfigur, noch nie hast du gelacht Primaballerina, Primaballerina wer hat dich verzaubert und ins Märchenland gebracht?
Du bist schön in deinem weißen Kleid du musst dich dreh'n, aber nie zu zweit Sag, weinst du nicht, wenn das Mondlicht sich im Lächeln der Verliebten bricht? Sag, weinst du nicht, wenn das Mondlicht sich im Lächeln der Verliebten bricht?
Primaballerina, Primaballerina alles schöne dieser Welt, das muss einmal vergeh'n Primaballerina, Primaballerina kleine Porzellanfigur, das wirst du nie versteh'n
Primaballerina, Primaballerina Primaballerina, einmal bricht das Glück entzwei Primaballerina, Primaballerina Primaballerina und dann ist der Tanz vorbei
Pictured Life Composer(s): Rudolf Schenker; Klaus Meine; Ulrich Roth Performer(s): Scorpions; Breaker; Firewind
Ooh! Dark meditation Your second sight can show my light In a crystal ball Sweet are the days, intoxication Crow-black the nights caging my mind Behind the wall
Into the rock through walls of red dreams Into the rock to find the cream Into the rock through walls of red dreams Pictured life from yesterday
Ooh! Dark meditation Deep down inside a stream of light Begins to flow Sweet are the days, intoxication Crow-black the nights caging my mind Behind the wall
Into the rock through walls of red dreams Into the rock to find the cream Into the rock through walls of red dreams Pictured life from yesterday
Pictured life, pictured life Pictured life from yesterday ...
Sittin' On The Front Porch Swing Composer(s): Buddy Sheffield Performer(s): Dolly Parton
I remember a time when the bloom was on the cotton When our hearts chased the clouds like the swallow on the wing When our cares which were already few, were soon forgotten Sittin' on the front porch swing
Oh, we'd sit every Sunday and watch the married ladies And we'd dream of white dresses and church bells in the spring And they'd talk and paint their nails while they let us hold their babies Sittin' on the front porch swing
Where was I when the time came to join the married ladies Why did I paint the nail when the finger had no ring Why do I sit at my age and long to hold their babies Sittin, on the front porch swing
When the mind longs to follow, but the memory erases And the lips form the words that the heart no longer sings When the leaves in the hollow have been dyed to match our faces Sittin' on the front porch swing
Oh we'll dream of the time when the bloom was on the cotton When our hearts chased the clouds like the swallow on the wing But the words to the rhyme are not the only things forgotten Sittin' on the front porch swing Sittin' on the front porch swing
Picture This Composer(s): Jimmy Destri; Debbie Harry; Chris Stein Performer(s): Blondie
All I want is a room with a view A sight worth seeing, a vision of you All I want is a room with view, oh-oh I will give you my finest hour The one I spent watching you shower I will give you my finest hour, oh yeah
All I want is a photo in my wallet A small remembrance of something more solid All I want is a picture of you
Picture this - a day in December Picture this - freezing cold weather You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids If it weren't for your job at the garage If you could only oh-oh Picture this - a sky full of thunder Picture this - my telephone number One and one is what I'm telling you, oh yeah
All I want is 20-20 vision A total portrait with no omissions All I want is a vision of you, oh-oh If you can picture this - a day in December Picture this - freezing cold weather You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids If it weren't for your job at the garage If you could only oh-oh Picture this - a sky full of thunder Picture this - my telephone number One and one is what I'm telling you Get a pocket computer Try to do what you used to do yeah
Oj, Oj, Oj Så Glad Jeg Skal Bli First performance by: Kirsti Sparboe - 1969
Oj, oj, oj, så glad jeg skal bli Når ikke lenger han har noen på si' Oj, oj, oj, da skal det bli fest Og jeg skal være den eneste gjest Oj, oj, oj, så glad jeg skal bli Når jeg kan slippe konkurrentene fri Oj, oj, oj, alene med deg Ja, det et toppen av livet for meg
Jeg har verdens kjekkeste kar, den saken er klar Men han har for stor appetitt på mini-invitt Han flyr etter Eva, Lise og Anne Og boltrer seg vilt som fisken i vannet
Men hver gang han legger på svøm Så har jeg en inderlig drøm
Oj, oj, oj, så glad jeg skal bli Når ikke lenger han har noen på si' Oj, oj, oj, da skal det bli fest Og jeg skal være den eneste gjest Oj, oj, oj, så glad jeg skal bli Når jeg kan slippe konkurrentene fri Oj, oj, oj, alene med deg Ja, det et toppen av livet for meg
Picture In Your Mind Composer(s): Larry Knechtel Performer(s): Bread
Used to be my pleasure When I'd wake up in the morning Just to open my eyes and see you Just to find you were lying there But mornings now they seem to be an everyday affair I'm just a picture in the memory of your mind
All I ever wanted Every dream that I've ever cherished Was to share in a kind of magic That only lovers ever share All you ever offered me Was the moment then and there I'm just a picture in your mind
I used to want you, oh how badly did I want you I could not stand the hunger I used to stay awake at night and think of nothing but you And when I would awake to find you lying there beside me It made me so damn happy I couldn't satisfy my craziness for you
Now the spell is broken And my dreams they've all turned to ashes But I still have a love for living By loving you I've only just begun Love is never easy when it's given just by one I'm just a picture in your mind
I used to want you, oh how badly did I want you I could not stand the hunger I used to lie awake at night and think of nothing but you And when I would awake to find you lying there beside me It made me so damn happy, babe I couldn't satisfy my craziness for you
Found a few more answers And I'm ready for tomorrow But I still have to stop and wonder If I've learned anything from what we've done Love is never easy when it's given just by one I'm just a picture in your mind Picture in your mind
(Sittin' On) The Dock Of The Bay (Italian Version: Navi) Composer(s): Otis Redding; Steve Cropper First recording/First release by: Otis Redding - 1967/1968 Covered by multiple other artists
Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come Watching the ships roll in And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time
I left my home in Georgia Headed for the 'Frisco bay 'Cause I've had nothing to live for And look like nothin's gonna come my way
So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time
Look like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, yes
Sittin' here resting my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone It's two thousand miles I roamed Just to make this dock my home
Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time
Picture Book Composer(s): Ray Davies Performer(s): The Kinks; and various other artists
Picture yourself when you're getting old You sat by the fireside, pondering all Picture book, pictures of your mama Taken by your papa a long time ago Picture book, of people with each other To prove they loved each other a long time ago Na, na, na, na, na na Na, na, na, na, na na Picture book Picture book
A picture of you in your birthday suit You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon Picture book, your mama and your papa And fat old uncle Charlie out cruising with their friends Picture book, a holiday in August Outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend Picture book, when you were just a baby Those days when you were happy, a long time ago Na, na, na, na, na na Na, na, na, na, na na Picture book Picture book Picture book Picture book
Picture book Na, na, na, na na Na, na, na, na na A-scooby-dooby-doo Picture book Na, na, na, na na Na, na, na, na na A-scooby-dooby-doo
Picture book, pictures of your mama Taken by your papa a long time ago Long time ago Long time ago Long time ago Long time ago Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bonjour, Bonjour First performance by: Paola del Medico - 1969
Bonjour, bonjour, grade heut' scheint die Sonne so schön An deiner Hand, durch die Stadt zu geh'n, das wunsch' ich mir nur Bonjour, bonjour
Der Himmel lacht wie mein Herz, wenn du lieb zu mir bist Es bluhen Blumen, wo sonst nur der Strassenstaub ist Ein Vogel singt fur uns beide in Moll und in Dur Bonjour, bonjour
Die Welt ist wunderbar, sie kann nicht schöner sein Und sie gehört nur den Verliebten allein
Bonjour, bonjour, es ist Schön, dich mal wiederzusehen Bonjour, bonjour, nur bei dir scheint die Sonne so schön Was ich erlebe mit dir, das ist alles l'amour Bonjour, bonjour
'Bonjour, bonjour' sagen alle, die dich und mich seh'n Bonjour, bonjour, schlagt die Uhr und fur uns bleibt sie steh'n Gleich zieht ein Denkmal den Hut, darauf warte ich nur Bonjour, bonjour
Die Welt ist wunderbar, sie kann nicht schöner sein Und sie gehört nur den Verliebten allein
Bonjour, bonjour, sagt das Gluck, und es kommt zu uns zwei'n In deinen Armen flieg' ich in den Himmel hinein Wenn ich auch weiß', fur mich bleibt nach der glucklichen Zeit Nur Einsamkeit
Bonsoir, bonsoir, es war schön dich mal wiederzusehen Fallt's mir auch schwer, so verliebt auseinanderzugehen Ich traum' von dir, bis du kommst und dann sage ich nur Bonjour, bonjour
