Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Je voudrais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre En rallumant l'espoir un jour à l'horizon Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon Celui qui m'a ouvert le plus grand de ses vins Pour y noyer ma peine Celui qui m'a cité les philosophes indiens Dont l'âme était sereine
Celui qui sans jamais prononcer le mot Dieu M'a fait croire en les hommes Les deux qui m'ont appris à vivre plus heureux Par l'amour que l'on donne
Celle qui m'a dit un jour que son amour pour moi Serait toujours le même Toi qui redessinais les lignes de ma main Pour y glisser la tienne
Celui qui m'enseignait dans ma propre musique A trouver l'harmonie Celle qui m'a porté par delà ses blessures
Au sommet de ma vie Celui qui m'a fait croire aux plus fous de mes rêves En y rêvant aussi Ont éclairé ma route en apaisant mes doutes Et m'ont rendu la vie
Et si j'ai pu franchir les murs de mon silence C'est grâce à tous les gens qui m'ont ouvert le cur Et fait la courte échelle au sortir de l'enfance Pour m'aider à grandir en force et en bonheur
Et c'est en remontant les douloureux méandres En revoyant parfois le chemin parcouru Que j'ai pu mesurer ce qu'il reste à apprendre Effacer les tristesses et tout le temps perdu
Je voulais rendre hommage à ceux qui m'ont fait vivre En rallumant l'espoir un jour dans ma maison Leur dédier à chacun mon âme comme un livre Et leur offrir à tous un vers à ma façon
Hommage Au Passant D'un Soir Composer(s): Yves Duteil Performer(s): Yves Duteil
Quand je jouais de la guitare Par plaisir ou par désespoir Rue Dufour et Rue Vaugirard J'arrêtais vers onze heures du soir Je fouillais mes carnets d'adresses Pour trouver deux sous de tendresse Des amours que le petit jour emportait sans cesse J'ignorais ce qu'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour être moins triste et moins seul aussi Puis un soir, pour m'encourager Un passant, surgi du passé M'avait dit des mots qui depuis ne m'ont plus quitté
Quand je jouais de la guitare Avenue de l'Observatoire J'ignorais que dans ton regard Le bonheur était provisoire J'écrivais des chansons d'amour Et chacun s'asseyait autour Des sourires étaient ma récompense et tu souris toujours J'ignorais ce qu'était ta vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour que tout soit bien quand le ciel est gris Tout autour dans nos univers Le printemps virait à l'hiver Et les jours du calendrier passaient à l'envers
Puis j'ai joué de la guitare Sur ton cur et loin des regards Tout le reste était dérisoire Le présent perdait la mémoire Je vivais mes chansons d'amour J'avais peur de te perdre un jour Et j'aimais les bruits de l'école en bas dans ta cour J'ignorais si c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis Je respirais tout doucement J'avais peur d'éveiller le temps Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content
J'ignorais si c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De continuer mon chemin vers le paradis Je respirais tout doucement J'avais peur d'éveiller ce temps Qui dormait dans nos souvenirs, et j'étais content Je rêvais de m'en souvenir depuis si longtemps
Quand je jouais de la guitare Pour te plaire ou pour t'émouvoir En hommage au passant d'un soir J'écrivais pour l'amour de l'art J'ignorais que c'était ma vie J'ignorais, mais j'avais envie De chanter pour que tu sois fière de m'avoir choisi
Still The One Composer(s): Johanna Hall - John Hall First release by: Orleans - 1976
We've been together since way back when Sometimes I never want to see you again But I want you to know, after all these years You're still the one I want whisperin' in my ear
You're still the one I want to talk to in bed Still the one that turns my head We're still having fun, and you're still the one
I looked at your face every day But I never saw it 'til I went away When winter came, I just wanted to go Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow
You're still the one that makes me laugh Still the one that's my better half We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one that makes me strong Still the one I want to take along We're still having fun, and you're still the one
Changing, our love is going gold Even though we grow old, it grows new
You're still the one that I love to touch Still the one and I can't get enough We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You're still the one who can scratch my itch Still the one and I wouldn't switch We're still having fun, and you're still the one
You are still the one that makes me shout Still the one that I dream about We're still having fun, and you're still the one...
Hominy Grits Composer(s): Smiley Burnette Performer(s): Merle Travis; and various other artists
Oh give me some hominy grits And some red sugar-cured ham Give me a great big bowl of gravy I'd be such a happy man If I could see the magnolias and azaleas in bloom Let me up to the table and give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy fried okie And some good old black eyed peas Give me a hay rack full of biscuits Make my coffee black if you please If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand You'll have yourself a happy man Sorghum molasses You'll have yourself a happy man
Now give me some of the hominy grits boy Or shut my mouth with a great big slab of that sugar-cured ham And about a half a gallon of this old thickened gravy And brother you're gonna have yourself a mighty happy man Well it seems like when you eat stuff like that You can see the magnolias on them honeysuckles Well you knows that they're in bloom Oh set me down to that table, boy, scoot over And give me lots of elbow room
Then pass me that mammy-fried okie And some good old black eyed peas Give me a hayrack full of hot biscuits And make my coffee black if you please If you feed me out of Dixie in a style oh so grand You'll have yourself a happy man Sorghum molasses You'll have yourself a happy man
Still My Heart Believes Composer(s): Merrill Osmond Performer(s): Merrill Osmond
Ive never seen rainbows ever touch the ground Ive never seen harps with any angels around Ive never seen anyone heaven bound Still my heart believes
Ive never heard voices really pierce the veil Ive never had a dream hit the Richter scale Ive never seen peace on earth ever prevail
Still my heart believes 'Cause theres this love in the center Where my fading heart can enter Its where peace and joy arise When my heart repeats the sound All the songs well sing together On that very special day Its loud and clear Right deep in here is love
Ive never seen sunsets tucked away Ive never held pain in at bay Never really lived one perfect day Still my heart believes
Still my heart believes 'Cause theres this love in the center Where my fading heart can enter Its where peace and joy arise When my heart repeats the sound All the songs well sing together On that very special day Its loud and clear Right deep in here is love
Homeward Bound Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon
I'm sittin' in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination, mmm On a tour of one night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And every stop is neatly planned For a poet and a one-man band
Homeward Bound I wish I was Homeward Bound Home, where my thought's escaping Home, where my music's playing Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me
Every day's an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines And each town looks the same to me The movies and the factories And every stranger's face I see Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward Bound I wish I was Homeward Bound Home, where my thought's escaping Home, where my music's playing Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again I'll play the game and pretend But all my words come back to me In shades of mediocrity Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me
Homeward Bound I wish I was Homeward Bound Home, where my thought's escaping Home, where my music's playing Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me Silently for me
Hometown Blues Composer(s): Tom Petty Performer(s): Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers; Rosanne Cash; Lew Lewis
Baby can't wait, baby gotta go Gotta do a number on a late night show Do a little song, do a little dance Gonna make the best of her big chance
It don't really matter if she don't or if she do Just tryin' to make the best of the hometown blues Blues
I gotta friend, gotta little girl Say she's the best in the whole wide world Said it's so good, said it so unreal Might not last, but it's no big deal
It don't really matter if she don't or if she do Just trying to make the best of the hometown blues Blues
Baby, save me, save me Save me with your sweet smile Honey, I really need you To help me kill a little bit of time
All of the girls run with the crowd They go wild when the lights go down They gotta little money, little in a dream Wanna be the queen of their little scene
Don't really matter if they don't or if they do They're trying to make the best of the hometown blues Blues
Homesick, That's All Composer(s): Gordon Jenkins Performer(s): Frank Sinatra; and various other artists
I miss the thrill of grammar school romances I miss the junior prom and graduation dances The gossip in assembly hall I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the gang that hangs around at Miller's Devouring chocolate sodas, with those whipped cream fillers The girl I promised I would call I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the midnight services on Christmas Eve And the joy when Christmas morning came I miss the scramble for the wishbone every Sunday And the big Thanksgiving football game
I miss the times I had to set the table I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able The fragrant bonfires in the fall I'm homesick, that's all
I miss the times I had to set the table I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able The fragrant bonfires in the fall I'm homesick, that's all
Casanova Composer(s): Jordi Cubino First performance by: Gisela - 2008
(Oh Casanova ... nova ... nova ...)
A thousand stars were shining their light in the night skies You and me, a magical moment in your eyes (Casanova) Lost in love, I'd waited a lifetime to find you The stars above were burning so bright to remind you (Casanova) Boom, boom, boom, my heart still goes crazy When I think of you
Oh Casanova I thought love would last forever That we'd always stay together Can't you feel it in your heart?
Oh Casanova In a fairy tale I found you I'm alive when I'm around you I can't live if we're apart
A simple song can bring back the past to remind me Now you're gone and all the good times behind me (Casanova) Boom, boom, boom, my heart still goes crazy When I think of you
Oh Casanova I thought love would last forever That we'd always stay together Can't you feel it in your heart?
Oh Casanova In a fairy tale I found you I'm alive when I'm around you I can't live if we're apart
Vull escoltar que tu m'estimes I want to dream this dream with you
Oh Casanova I thought love would last forever That we'd always stay together Can't you feel it in your heart?
Oh Casanova In a fairy tale I found you I'm alive when I'm around you I can't live if we're apart
I feel very blue, yes I do can't you tell Worry quite a lot 'cause I'm not feeling well Friends have come to me, saying "We can see, You need company" but I'm not lonely, I'm only
My poor heart will stop when I hop off the train Such a happy soul when I stroll down the lane I can't wait 'til then, to be there again In the twilight when the sun is setting I'm getting
Homesick, I know just what's the matter I'm Homesick that's all I see that cozy little shack and the little red school Daddy on the back of a funny old mule "God Bless our Home" on the wall The fields of clover they seem to say "Why don't you come over, pay us a call I miss the cows and the chickens and the apple tree shady And there's that little old lady do you wonder why I'm Homesick
Still I Cling To You (French Version: Je Me Raccroche À Toi) Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Garvarentz Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
I know the signs, I read the warning To you, I'm only time to kill Not mean a thing to you Yet, still I cling to you
Like melodies on (?) Winter mornings Like snow upon the highest hill That's how I cling to you Somehow, I cling to you
If I were wiser I would leave you Pick up my broken pride and steal away What is this game you play Do we have a chain to bind and hold me (?) Yet, keep yourself one step beyond me So near, so far away
I tell myself, you'll come to love me As flowers come alive in Spring And still I cling to you
At times you want my adoration You talk of love, of life ??? My soul ??? swings (?) to you And so, I cling to you
At times you mock my desperation My ignorance, to laugh, to score (?) Despite the things you do, in rage (?) I cling to you
Is it just pity you are feeling These crumbs of comfort that you throw my way How long can hope survive How long must this despair continue If you're so sure, I'll never wave (?) you Why keep my hope alive
You do not hear the song I sing you You do not take the gift I bring Yet still I sing to you Still I cling to you
Homenagem Ao Malandro Composer(s): Chico Buarque Performer(s): Chico Buarque; and various other artists
Eu fui fazer um samba em homenagem À nata da malandragem Que conheço de outros carnavais
Eu fui à Lapa e perdi a viagem Que aquela tal malandragem Não existe mais
Agora já não é normal O que dá de malandro regular, profissional Malandro com aparato de malandro oficial Malandro candidato a malandro federal Malandro com retrato na coluna social Malandro com contrato, com gravata e capital Que nunca se dá mal
Mas o malandro pra valer - não espalha Aposentou a navalha Tem mulher e filho e tralha e tal
Dizem as más línguas que ele até trabalha Mora lá longe e chacoalha Num trem da Central
Hold On, Be Strong Composer(s): Mira Craig First performance by: Maria Haukaas Storeng - 2008
Love can be hard sometimes Yes, it can catch you off guard like bad crimes Yes, it can make you depressed and angry Make you say: "Why me, why won't anybody try me?"
You might be saying: "Ooh, I don't wanna be lonely" "Ooh, I don't wanna be by myself" "Ooh, don't wanna be lonely" "Why ain't anybody lovin' me?"
But there's always someone out there who'll be there for you There is always someone out there who'll care for you There's always someone out there who'll be true, true, true Hold on, hold on, be strong
Love can go away forever if you push it And you have to remember: don't rush it If it ain't right, it is wrong And you'll be crying: "Why me, why won't anybody try me?"
You might be saying: "Ooh, I don't wanna be lonely" "Ooh, I don't wanna be by myself" "Ooh, don't wanna be lonely, oh no no" "Why ain't anybody lovin' me?"
Now, but there's always someone out there who'll be there for you And there's always someone out there who'll care for you There's always someone out there who'll be true, true, true Hold on, hold on, be strong
And yes, there's always someone out there who'll be there for you And there's always someone out there who'll care for you There's always someone out there who'll be true, true, true Hold on, hold on, be strong
Hold on, hold on, be strong My child, hold on, hold on, be strong
Homemade Music Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Michael Utley; Russell Kunkel Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett
I ain't no video king I still have to sing For my supper each night You may stand on the benches I play in the trenches Beneath the big spotlights Lived in a suitcase for half of my years I've got strange little voices that live in my ears Hall monster, mall monster I can't believe the old me no more
Homemade music down in the passion pits Homemade music lots o grits but no hits Homemade music is part of my philosophy
Oh cooking is a pleasure And singing is a treasure That most don't find There ain't no harm in telling I like to eat my mellon Right on down to the rind I had a hippie girlfriend when I was a kid She died and went to the suburbs most of them did Raisin' puppies, having yuppies Where did all the wild ones go
Homemade music ain't on the radio Homemade music searchin' high and low Homemade music where did all the good songs go?
First there were records then cassettes and CDs Bankers and lawyers then came the Japanese Homemade music still making sense to me
Homemade music so funky and nice Homemade music sits on very thin ice But homemade music is part of my philosophy
Homemade music ain't on the radio Homemade music searchin' high and low Homemade music where did all the good songs go?
