Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Lookin' Out My Back Door Composer(s): John Fogerty Performer(s): Creedence Clearwater Revival; Euro Grass; The Traveling Band
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin'
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo, doo Wondrous apparition provided by a magician
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo, doo Bother me tommorrow, today I'll buy no sorrows
Doo, doo, doo lookin' out my back door
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn Bother me tommorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows
Looking Back To See Composer(s): Jim Ed Brown - Maxine Brown First recording/First release by: Jim Edward Brown & Maxine Brown - 1954 Covered by multiple other artists
I was looking back to see if you were looking back to see If I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me You were cute as you could be standing looking back at me And it was plain to see that I'd enjoy your company
One Sunday afternoon as I was ridin' down the street I met a cute little girl all dressed up so neat And the way that she was stacked I wish I'd've had a Cadillac For who would notice me just drivin' this model T
I was looking back to see if you were looking back to see If I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me You were cute as you could be standing looking back at me And it was plain to see that I'd enjoy your company
Now listen baby it don't matter to me Even in your model T you're as cute as you can be If you'll take me for a ride I will set close by your side And I will guarantee that we'll have fun on man alive
I was looking back to see if you were looking back to see If I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me You were cute as you could be standing looking back at me And it was plain to see that I'd enjoy your company
Oh gee oh me perhaps you'd notice me If I wadn't drivin' this model T
I was looking back to see if you were looking back to see If I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me You were cute as you could be standing looking back at me And it was plain to see that I'd enjoy your company
Antes Do Adeus Composer(s): Rosa Maria de Bettencourt - Rodrigues Faria - Thilo Krassman First performance by: Célia Lawson - 1997
Antes do adeus, a aventura Antes do adeus, a loucura Antes do adeus, a ternura Juras ao luar, e a canção do mar, porque...
Antes do adeus (Tuas trovas, teus lamentos) Improviso (Ouvia-se em toda a rua) Antes do adeus (Na outra esquina do vento) No sorriso (Na outra face da lua)
Antes do adeus (Os teus sonhos eram meus) Paraíso (A minha videira tua) Lemos os sinais (Antes de dizer adeus) E até fomos imortais
E à noite um rio, onde o sol se pôs Meu corpo, um navio na maré da tua voz Sons ao desafio, a vibrar por nós E a luz da manhã era mágica
Antes do adeus (Devolveste os meus poetas) A desfeita (Nos teus olhos vi rancor) Antes do adeus (Houve palavras secretas) A suspeita (No avesso do amor)
Antes do adeus (Onde escondeste, maldosa) Imperfeita (Um livro de Saramago) A partilha a dois (E um disco do Abrunhosa) P'ra lembrar depois, mas...
O azul do céu deixou de ser verdade Em cinzas morreu a magia da cidade No meu olhar nasceu a sombra da ansiedade E a dor silenciou toda a música
O azul do céu deixou de ser verdade Em cinzas morreu a magia da cidade No meu olhar nasceu a sombra da ansiedade E a dor silenciou toda a música
Making Your Mind Up Composer(s): John Danter - Andy Hill First release by: Bucks Fizz - 1981
You gotta speed it up And then you gotta slow it down 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up
You gotta turn it on And then you gotta put it out You gotta be sure that it's something Everybody's gonna talk about Before you decide that the time's arrived For making your mind up
Don't let your indecision Take you from behind Trust your inner vision Don't let others change your mind
And now you really gotta burn it up And make another fly by night Get a run for your money And take a chance and it'll turn out right But when you can see how it's gotta be You're making your mind up
And try to look as if you don't care less But if you wanna see some more Bending the rules of the game Will let you find the one you're looking for And then you can show that you think you know You're making your mind up
Don't let your indecision Take you from behind Trust your inner vision Don't let others change your mind
And now you really gotta speed it up And then you gotta slow it down 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up
And now you really gotta speed it up And then you gotta slow it down 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up For making your mind up For making your mind up For making your mind up
You Don't Need A License For That Composer(s): Fred E. Cliffe - George Formby Performer(s): George Formby
If you've a pub or a small hotel You need a license for all you sell! Huh, you may think I'm romancin' But they even tax you for singin' and dancin'!
You need a license, whatever you do One or two things they've exempted, it's true Lumbago, the gout, or a touch o' the 'flu You don't need a license for that!
Now I've got a license for chickens to lay One of them sat on a brick yesterday And then started cluckin', as much as to say "He-he! You won't need a license for that!"
We've had a good time A "wines in the wood" time if it were duty free We'd cut the taxes With our battleaxes Then roll out the barrel for me!
There is much license, you bet on your life If you keep a cow, then there's trouble and strife! As farmer Dean said when he looked at his wife "By gum, I'll not need a license for that!"
You need a license for shootin' down game But I'd rather flirt with a beautiful dame 'Cause I get the sport with the birds just the same And I don't need a license for that!
We sit in the pictures, as warm as a glove In the back row of the circle above Two bobs' worth of dark and a basin of love And I don't need a license for that!
We've had a good time A "wines in the wood" time if it were duty free We'd cut the taxes With our battleaxes Then roll out the barrel for me!
Fishing at Richmond is licensed by law A chap to his girl said, "Now you hold your jaw! He-he! You know exactly what I'm fishing for And I don't need a license for that, no sir! And I don't need a license for that!
Romance In The Dark Composer(s): Big Bill Broonzy - Lillian "Lil" Green Performer(s): Dinah Washington & Fred Norman & his Orch. and multiple other artists
In the dark it's just you and I There's not a sound and there's not one sigh Just the beat of my poor heart In the dark
Now in the dark I get such a thrill Well well, when he places his fingertips upon my lips And he begs me, "Please keep still!" In the dark
But soon this dance will be endin, And you're gonna, you're gonna be missed! Gee but I'm not pretending 'Cause I swear it's fun, it's fun to be kissed!
In the dark, in the dark now we will find Oh, what the rest, what the rest have left behind! Just let them dance 'Cause we're gonna find romance In the dark!
Lookin' Up Lookin' Down Composer(s): Shawn Phillips Performer(s): Shawn Phillips
I keep lookin' down out of my windows at the people below So slow I keep lookin' down out of my windows at the people below So slow Sure would like to know what you been thinkin' But I don't want to know when you been sinkin' Go slow
You see yourself in a coffee cup But you cannot stimulate the future up Go slow
Every time I'm doin' a number I'm thinkin' that I see your eyes I keep crossing over borderlines Seein' little babies die And even though I'm economizing I can't keep your high livin' style, child It takes so long to believe it, Charlie But what have you done to your smile?
I keep lookin' down out of my windows at the people below Go slow The alternative to truth is hypocrisy If you want to choose the latter you won't never be free Go slow Ain't no such thing as revolution It's got another name It's called evolution Go slow Part of being free is a state of mind You just got to learn to leave it all behind Go slow
Bara Hon Älskar Mig Composer(s): Stephan Berg First performance by: Blond - 1997
Jag ser en flicka dansa genom natten Ler så alla hjärtan stannar Fast jag har vandrat genom eld och vatten Rör hon mig som ingen annan Och om hon faller för mig förändras allt Om hon ser att den man hon väntar på Det är jag Det kan bli hon och jag
Bara hon älskar mig Får jag den ängel hela himlen saknar Och den enda kvinna jag vill ha igen Bara hon älskar mig Blir jag den man hon ser i sina drömmar Alla andra har förlorat Hon kan aldrig älska utan mig
Jag vågar inte möta hennes blickar Visa att mitt hjärta brinner Hur ska jag nånsin fånga denna flicka Fråga innan hon försvinner Fast andra män kunde dö för hennes skull Så förstår jag att ingen ser Vad hon vill ha Det gör bara jag
Bara hon älskar mig Får jag den ängel hela himlen saknar Och den enda kvinna jag vill ha igen Bara hon älskar mig Blir jag den man hon ser i sina drömmar Alla andra har förlorat Hon kan aldrig älska utan mig
Jag har inget kvar att leva för Ingenting är värt nåt om inte vi finner varandra Vi blir ett
Bara hon älskar mig Får jag den ängel hela himlen saknar Och den enda kvinna jag vill ha igen Bara hon älskar mig Blir jag den man hon ser i sina drömmar Alla andra har förlorat Hon kan aldrig älska utan
Bara hon älskar mig Blir jag den man hon ser i sina drömmar Hon kan aldrig älska utan mig
Playback First performance by: Carlos Paiao - 1981
Podes não saber cantar Nem sequer assobiar Com certeza que não vais desafinar Em play-back, em play-back, em play-back!
Só precisas de acertar Não tem nada que enganar E, assim mesmo, sem cantar vais encantar Em play-back, em play-back, em play-back!
Põe o microfone à frente Muito disfarçadamente Vai sorrindo, que é p'ra gente Lá presente Não notar!...
Em play-back tu és alguém Mesmo afónico cantas bem... Em play-back A fazer play-back E viva o play-back Hás-de sempre cantar bem Em play-back, respirar p'ra quê? Quem não sabe também não vê... Em play-back A fazer play-back E viva o play-back Dá p'ra toda uma soirée!..
Abre a boca, fecha a boca Não te enganes, não te esganes Vais Ter uma apoteose Põe-te em pose P´ra agradar!... Em play-back é que tu és bom A cantar sem fugir do tom... Em play-back A fazer play-back E viva o play-back Hás-de sempre cantar bem Com play-back até pedem bis Mas decerto, dirás feliz... Em play-back A fazer play-back E viva o play-back Agradeces e sorris
Looking Out for No. 1 Composer(s): Randy Bachman Performer(s): Bachman-Turner Overdrive; The Guess Who
Ev'ry day is an endless train, you got to ride it to the end of the line Be a troubleshooter, blow the bad luck away And you will make it to your station on time
And you'll find out ev'ry trick in the book And that there's only way to get things done You'll find out the only way to the top is lookin' out for number one I mean you, keep looking out for number one
Ev'ry night is a different game, we gotta work for our fortune and fame Success is a ladder, take a step at a time And the people will remember you name
Yes, I found out all the tricks of the trade And that there's only one way you're gonna get things done I found out the only way to the top is lookin' out for number one And that's me, I'm looking out for number one
Ev'ry day is an endless train, but I ride it to end of the line I'm a real troubleshooter, and I blow it away No one's gonna get what's mine
I found out ev'ry trick in the book And that there's only way to get things done I found out the only way to the top is lookin' out for number one I mean you, keep looking out for number one And that's us; keep lookin' out for number one That's me; I'm looking out for number one
Bar Imperio Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Hay un lugar Bar Imperio me dejo llevar mis amigos también que bueno es estar y hablar un poco al pedo cervezas y ron hamburguesas no hay especial de jamón... sha na na na...
Beatles o Stones Cortazar o Borges El Gráfico y Perón y la constitución la hermana del Ruso la neurona de Maradona las minas de Menem, uh! y el día después de Racing campeón sha na na na...
Un travesti voraz (sin piedad) mira a un ex combatiente Eh!! Gallego un café (hoy no se baño) ni se piensa bañar aguante nomás aguante el Bar Imperio si andas solo por ahí si andas solo por ahí con nosotros contás... especial de jamón... sha na na na...
Y cuando me pongo a pensar que es un amigo de verdad? un amigo es alguien que te gasta igual pero te elogia por atrás
Padre nuestro que aún estás en el cielo aguante "El Imperio" lo más grande que hay... sha na na na... sha na na na...
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Here is my guitar from Barcelona Full of the soul of ancient Spain Born of a tree in Catalonia And of that mainly rainy plain
You'll like her form, gracious and slender The sunny color of her skin. You'll love her voice, mellow and tender Her fiery beat will make you spin
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I well remember when I met her Hung in a showcase upside down Right then and there I had to get her From that old shop in Brussels town Adios Espania and seguidillas Adios toreros full of flame No more sombreros and mantillas Sister Adele shall be her name
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
One shiny day I heard God's calling Oh yes, my Lord if You say so! I packed my bags without much stalling Took my quitar and said, Let's go! Ever since then through every weather Sister Adele stays at my side Day in, day out, we sing together Praising the Lord far and wide.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sister Adele is never lonely She helps me keep my hope up high God is her love, her one and only I know he voice can reach the sky Someday up there God be willing I'll be a guest in the great hall. And for the dance won't it be thrilling Sister Adele will lead the ball!
La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Caldonia ((French Version: Caldonia (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1965)) Composer(s): Fleecie Moore First release by: Louis Jordan & his Tympani Five - 1945 Covered by multiple other artists
Walkin' with my baby she's got great big feet She's long, lean, and lanky and ain't had nothing to eat She's my baby and I love her just the same Crazy 'bout that woman cause Caldonia is her name
Caldonia, Caldonia What makes your big head so hard?
I love her. I love her just the same Crazy 'bout that woman cause Caldonia is her name
You know what mama told me? Mama said son ... Keep away from that woman - she's gonna take all your money Hey, hey, hey boy ... Don't laugh about my mama - you hear that? Hey man I told you man ... You don't know what you doin' boy - don't laugh about my mama
Caldonia, Caldonia What makes your big head so hard?
I love her I love her just the same Crazy 'bout that woman 'cause Caldonia is her name
Soul Of The Sea Composer(s): Nancy Wilson - Ann Wilson Performer(s): Heart
Today you looked around to my heart's call This tiny life ain't been strangled after all Time, time, time, time Never ask what's become of us Just dedicate your sorrow Here and now To the soul of the sea And me
Rushin' to me You turned around to my song's call You dreamer in the sand Just lie there laughing til the fall Kindest lover I can't stay alone tonight Bring me all your love Here and now Come rushin' to me
Wake up late Without a smile Telephone rings You run like a child On the street Into the day The people I meet Have nothing to say
No smile No sorrow No laughter No tomorrow They talk hen to hen They talk about their men And practice all the tricks for them Too soon nightime's coming on Deep in the darkness feeling alone
No rain No seed No dreams No silence Far away today Mama ocean hold me to you Rock me on your waves And tell me... Is it all true?
Time, time, time, time Never ask what's become of us Dedicate your sorrow Here and now To the soul the sea and me
C'était une guitare espagnole Née d'un bouleau ou d'un sapin Dans une boutique de Barcelone Un beau matin du mois de juin Au fond du coeur une étiquette Indique son identité Et sa parole chaude et discrète Était bien douce à écouter
Dans une vitrine du vieux Bruxelles On la suspendit par le cou Puis certain jour une demoiselle S'en vint l'acheter pour quelques sous Adieu flamencos chauds d'Espagne Andalousie et corridas Jolie guitare, ma compagne Adèle tu t'appeleras
Pour répondre à la voix divine Qui l'invitait à sa moisson La pérsonnelle - c'est moi - quitta la ville Pour un couvent des environs Adèle partit dans les bagages Et commença son noviciat Joyeuse et pleine de courage Et chanta Dieu à pleine voix
Sur tous les tons de toute son âme Adèle s'est vouée au Seigneur Et ses chansons partout proclament Que servir Dieu c'est son bonheur Derrière les harpes et les cithares Qui forment l'orchestre des cieux On entendra, humble guitare Un jour, Adèle, chez le Bon Dieu
Looking For Pussy Composer(s): Shel Silverstein Performer(s): Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show
(You gotta start each day some) (Lookin' for pussy Lookin' for pussy Lookin' for pussy Lookin' for pussy) I just gotta see her and tell her I need her Hurtin without her Dreamin about her Wonderin' what she's gonna do And who she's doin it to
(Lookin' for pussy Lookin' for pussy Lookin' for pussy We're looking for pussy)
Tell her my story Say that I'm sorry Just gotta find her Say I'm behind her In anything ... right or wrong She'll just take me along.-
(Looking for pussy) Take me along ... (Lookin' for pussy) C'mon take me along ... (Lookin' for pussy) C'mon take me along ... (Lookin' for pussy) I gotta get my pussy! (Lookin' for pussy)
