Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Sucedio En La Barranca Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez Performer(s): Grupo Laberinto and multiple other artists
Voy a cantar un corrido que traigo prendido en el fondo de mi alma es la desgracia de un hombre que fue muy mi amigo y murió en la barranca
Era rival en amores de un hombre muy macho que siempre ganó se disputaban a Rosa la niña más chula de aquella región
Se citaron la noche más negra y al barranco acudieron los dos eran las diez de la noche en la vieja capilla que está en el panteón cuando sonaron dos tiros y un hombre sin vida a barranco cayó
Hoy han pasado dos años y aquel buen amigo ya nadie recuerda hoy adornaron la iglesia se casa Rosita, estamos de fiesta
Sale vestida de blanco más linda que nunca camino al altar mientras yo sé que en la cárcel un hombre muy macho se piensa matar
Yo por eso lecanto a la vida yo por eso no creo en el amor
Eran las diez de la noche en la vieja capilla que está en el panteón cuando en la cárcel del pueblo sonaron dos tiros y un hombre murió
You Can Call Me Al Composer(s): Paul Simon Performer(s): Paul Simon; and various other artists
A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity I want a shot at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard Bonedigger Bonedigger Dogs in the moonlight Far away my well-lit door Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly Get these mutts away from me You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al
A man walks down the street He says why am I short of attention Got a short little span of attention And wo my nights are so long Where's my wife and family What if I die here Who'll be my role-model Now that my role-model is Gone Gone He ducked back down the alley With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl All along along There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations
If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al Call me Al
A man walks down the street It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the Third World Maybe it's his first time around He doesn't speak the language He holds no currency He is a foreign man He is surrounded by the sound The sound Cattle in the marketplace Scatterlings and orphanages He looks around, around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen! and Hallelujah!
If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al Call me Al
Succès Fou Composer(s): Christophe Performer(s): Christophe
Elle reviendra à la tombée du jour J'mettrais mes gants blancs C'est mon style, différent De tous les autres Elle ça lui plaît Et nous danserons cha-cha-cha
Avec les filles j'ai un succès fou Le charme ça fait vraiment tout Un p'tit clin d'il pour un rendez-vous
Elle reviendra ou peut-être qu'elle me téléphonera Pour me dire qu'elle ne m'oublie pas Qu'elle n'oublie pas cette soirée dans mes bras Les mots d'amour ça lui plaît
Avec les filles j'ai un succès fou Le charme ça fait vraiment tout Un p'tit clin d'il pour un rendez-vous
Avec les filles j'ai un succès fou Le charme ça fait vraiment tout Un p'tit clin d'il pour un rendez-vous
You Can Be Sure Composer(s): Peter Frampton; Kevin Savigar Performer(s): Peter Frampton
You don't have to be a dreamer To see a better day You have to be a believer Just to find a better way Don't sit in your seclusion Safely watching from afar
I, don't know why (ooh) We don't learn from what's gone by You can be sure I'll be with you till the end You take my word More than this I can promise you (yeah, yeah)
You know, when you feel defenceless And it brings you to your knees Don't keep on retreating What can I do to make you see?
I, don't know why We don't learn from what's gone by You can be sure I'll be with you till the end You take my word More than this I can promise you (yeah)
I, don't know why We don't learn from what's gone by You can be sure I'll be with you till the end You take my word More than this I can promise you
You can be sure I'll be with you till the end Please take my word Don't you know, you can count on me? I will always be there for you
Hold Me In Your Arms Composer(s): Ray Heindorf - Charles Henderson - Don Pippin Performer(s): Doris Day
Hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms Tonight was meant to be Hold me in your arms, thrill me with your charms Your lips were meant for me Never let me go, suddenly I know I've never loved before With every kiss my head is spinning This is the moment I've waited for Tonight is only the beginning Hold me in your arms forevermore (Hold me in your arms) Hold me in your arms Tonight was meant to be (Hold me in your arms) Thrill me with your charms Your lips were meant for me Never let me go, suddenly I know I've never loved before With every kiss my head is spinning This is the moment I've waited for Tonight is only the beginning Hold me in your arms forevermore
You Can All Join In Composer(s): Dave Mason Performer(s): Traffic; Dave Mason
Here's a little song you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own words up if you want to Any old words that you think will do
Yellow, blue, what'll I do? Maybe I'll just sit here thinking Black, white, stop the fight Does one of these colours ever bother you?
Here's a little dance you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own steps up if you want to Any old steps that you think will do
Left, right, don't get uptight Keep in line and you'll be alright Clap hands, move around Make sure no one puts you down
Here's a little world you can all join in with It's very simple and I hope it's new Make your own life up if you want to Any old life that you think will do
Love you, it's nothing new There's someone much worse off than you are Help me set them free Just be what you want to be
Subway Train Composer(s): Johnny Thunders - David Johansen First release by: New York Dolls - 1973 Covered by multiple other artists
I can't ever Understand Why my lifes, been Cursed poisen Condemned When I been tryin' every night To hold ya near me But I'm tellin' you It aint easy
Ever since I been Ridin', right on the Subway Train You can hear the whistle blowin' Ya might think I'm goin' insane
And now your friends They're fillin' up my car But your so busy readin' Suzy says Ya can't look now You didn't see your lovers There all just in rags Ya know ya hid as pushin' up posies Tryin' get ya fed
We was all Ridin', right on the Subway Train And you can hear the captain shoutin' He thinks I've gone insane
Cus I keep Ridin, keep on Ridin, cus I keep on Ridin ridin' ridin', keep on Ridin', yeah
You stop and you stare As I'm leavin' my favorite place We have no regards Ya can't find a trace Ya gotta get on back to daddy That's all it's gonna be He got the poison black arts of the pimps But don't ya st- st-
I seen em travelin' Right on the Subway Train Ya can hear the captain shou-ow-tin He thinks we've all gone insane
Cus we keep on Ridin' ridin' ridin' Ridin', cus we keep Ridin' ridin' ridin' Keep on ridin'
I think I see the train I see ya got open track I'm hopin' One of those gonna bring my baby back
(Cus I guess I said) Dinah won'tcha blow Dinah won'tcha blow your horn Dinah won'tcha blow Dinah won'tcha blow your horn Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah I know whoa whoa whoa I said someone's in the kitchen with Dinah I know
You Came A Long Way From St. Louis Composer(s): Bob Russell; John Benson Brooks Performer(s): Peggy Lee; and various other artists
You came a long way from St. Louis you climbed the ladder of success I've seen the town and country cars that were parked out in front of your fancy address
You came a long way from St. Louis you broke a lotta hearts between I've seen a gang of gloomy gals who were doing alright till you came on the scene
You came here from the middle west and certainly impressed the population hereabouts Well, baby, I got news for you I'm from Missouri too
So natcherly I got my doubts you got `em dropping by the wayside A feeling I ain't gonna know You came a long way from St. Louis but baby, you still got a long way to go
Quem vem lá Que horas são Isso não são horas, que horas são É você, é o ladrão Isso não são horas, que horas são Quem vem lá Blim blem blão Isso não são horas, que horas são
A casa está bonita A dona está demais A última visita Quanto tempo faz Balançam os cabides Lustres se acenderão O amor vai pôr os pés No conjugado coração Será que o amor se sente em casa Vai sentar no chão Será que vai deixar cair A brasa no tapete coração
Quando aumentar a fita As línguas vão falar Que a dona tem visita E nunca vai casar Se enroscam persianas Louças se partirão O amor está tocando O suburbano coração Será que o amor não tem programa Ou ama com paixão Mulher virando no sofá Sofá virando cama coração O amor já vai embora Ou perde a condução Será que não repara A desarrumação Que tanta cerimônia Se a dona já não tem Vergonha do seu coração
You Call It Madness (But I Call It Love) Composer(s): Russ Columbo; Con Conrad; Gladys Dubois; Paul Gregory Performer(s): Nat King Cole; and various other artists
I can't forget the night I met you That's all I'm thinking of And now you call it madness But I call it love You made a promise to be faithful By all the stars above And now you call it madness I still call it love My heart is beating,It keeps on repeating For you constantly You're all I'm needing And so I'm pleading "Please come back to me!" You made a plaything out of romance! What do you know of love? That's why you call it madness But I call it love
Suburban Dream Composer(s): Mark Gane Performer(s): Martha & The Muffins
Strolling through the plaza in the coal twilight Sucking on a synthic shake Hidden in the ambient, florescent night High school boys are on the make
Muscle cars are floating down the treeless streets Blaring heavy-metal radio Slimy Burger chateaux everywhere I turn Basking in a neon glow
Faraway the CN Tower silhouette Flashing through the downtown haze Thinking 'bout pollution puts me in a sweat The price the city-dweller pays!
Suburban Dream -- You won't get mugged Suburban Dream -- No cockroach bugs Suburban Dream -- It's really true Suburban Dream -- Everybody's like you!
The Smiths have bought a swimming pool for twenty grand The Jones' eldest son has caught the flu Cindy, in a search for love got pregnant and Her parents are discussing what to do
Talking 'bout the weather to the guy next door Hanging out in modern bars Hockey Night in Canada is such a bore Since the old man bought a brand new car
Who needs the city's rotting culture, rising crime? Here the air is squeaky clean Television living takes up all my time Making the suburban dream
Suburban Dream -- It's really nice Suburban Dream -- Take my advice Suburban Dream -- The only way Suburban Dream -- C'mon over today
You Call Everybody Darling
Composer(s): Sam Martin - Ben Trace - Clem Watts
First recording/First release by: Jack Smith - 1947
Covered by multiple other artists
Though you're always waxing sentimental
Your sweet words are all I ever hear
You don't really give a Continental
And deep down in your heart you're not sincere
You call everybody Darlin'
And everybody calls you Darlin', too
You don't mean what you're sayin'
It's just a game you're playin'
But you'll find someone else can play
The game as well as you
If you call everybody Darlin'
Then love won't come a-knockin' at your door
And as the years go by
You'll sit and wonder why
Nobody calls you Darlin' anymore
Old Time Christmas Composer(s): Aaron Barker - John Jarvis Performer(s): George Strait
Tricycles, Bicycles Candy canes and candlelight Tryin' to stay awake all night To catch a glimpse of Santa's reindeer Mama bakin', sister makin' Angels in the fallin' snow Now it seems so long ago I wish they all were here
We'd have an old time Christmas An old time Christmas Just like the ones from yesterday We'd leave the world behind us Let the spirit find us And have an old time Christmas For old times sake
Friends singin', bells ringin' Snowman standing in the yard It's a living Christmas card Captured in our hearts forever Friends scatter, it's won't matter The magic never melts away It only takes a Christmas Day To make it reappear
We'd have an old time Christmas An old time Christmas Just like the ones from yesterday We'd leave the world behind us Let the spirit find us And have an old time Christmas For old times sake
So leave the world behind you Let the spirit find you And have an old time Christmas For old times sake
You By My Side Composer(s): Chris Squire Performer(s): Chris Squire
You know I love you I can't be without you When I'm alone, I still feel this way about you Everything's clear Here is here And everything is as it appears to be so
Here am I dreaming I stand by myself Look and it's easy to see, that I'm not the only one reaching for a new kind of wealth Reaching with nothing to hide And you by my side
You know we love you We can't be without you When we're aat home, we still feel this way about you Everything's clear Here is here And everything is as it appears to be so
Here we are dreaming We stand by ourselves Look and it's easy to see, that We're not the only ones reaching for a new kind of wealth Reaching with nothing to hide And you on our side
Subterranean Homesick Blues Composer(s): Bob Dylan First release by: Bob Dylan - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
Johny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you did God knows when But you're doin' it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin' for a new friend The man in the coon-skip cap In the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin' that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the DA Look out kid Don't matter what you did Walk on your tip toes Don't try, 'No Doz' Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don't need a weather man To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well Hang around an ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin' to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write Braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you failed Look out kid You're gonna get hit But losers, cheaters Six-time users Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin' for a new fool Don't follow leaders Watch the parkin' meters
Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don't steal, don't lift Twenty years of schoolin' And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don't wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don't wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don't work 'Cause the vandals took the handles
ah get born, keep warm short pants, romance, learn how to dance get dressed, get blessed try to be a success please her, please him, buy gifts don't steal, don't lift twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift look out kid they keep it all hid better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle don't wear sandals, you cant afford the scandal don't wanna be a bum, you better chew gum the pump don't work cause the vandals took the handles
You Bug Me, Baby Composer(s): Sonny Bono Performer(s): Larry Williams; The Jive Romeros
You got the kinda face that I can't resist You got the kinda lips that ought to be kissed You got that funny little look, baby, in your eye Oooh-wee baby I just want to die
You bug me baby
When we go riding in the pale moonlight All I wanna to do is hold-a you tight You whisper come, come close to me Ooo-wee baby I'm in ecstasy
You bug me baby
The other night when I kissed your lips My head was spinning and my heart did flips And you looked at me and you wringkled your nose Ooh-wee baby You curl my toes
You bug me baby
When we go dating to a drive-in show The picture playing we never know Your close to me and I'm close to you Ooh-wee baby Is that lipstick new
You bug me baby
You got the kinda face that I can't resist You got the kinda of lips that ought to be kissed Funny little look baby, in your eye Ooh-wee baby I just want to die
You bug me baby
When we go riding in the pale moonlight All I wanna do is hold you tight And you whisper to me come close to me Ooh-wee baby I'm in ecstasy
Hey Mister Composer(s): Spooner Oldham - Dan Penn Performer(s): Sandy Posey
Mister Mister have you got a dime I want to call my mother Down in Caroline
A random man took advantage of me He said he'd show me the bright city lights He took my love and then he was gone and now I'm stranded in the windy seas
Ooh Mister Mister would you take the time To give me some directions to the nearest wellfare line
O lord how I want to go home I need the love of my family Dig down in the depth of your heart Please Mister have pitty on me
Mister hey mister can't you spare me one thin dime I've got to talk to mother, dear mother down in Caroline A ramblin' man done took advantage of me He said he'd show me the bright city lights ...
You Brought A New Kind Of Love To Me Composer(s): Sammy Fain; Irving Kahal; Pierre Norman Performer(s): Maurice Chevalier; and various other artists
Sweet one, fairer than the flowers Never will I meet one sweeter than you Would you turn away or could you Really learn to care if I ever dare To say I love you
If the nightingales could sing like you They'd sing much sweeter than they do For you brought a new kind of love to me
If the sandman brought me dreams of you I'd want to sleep my whole life through For you brought a new kind of love to me
I know that I'm the slave, you're the queen But still you can understand That underneath it all you're a maid And I am only a man
I would work and slave the whole day through If I could hurry home to you For you brought a new kind of love to me
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As sung by Doris Day:
Sweet one, fairer than the flowers Never will I meet one sweeter than you Would you turn away or could you Really learn to care if I ever dare To say I love you
If the nightingales could sing like you They'd sing much sweeter than they do 'Cause you brought a new kind of love to me
If the sandman brought me dreams of you I'd want to sleep my whole life through 'Cause you brought a new kind of love to me
I know that you're the slave, I'm the queen But still you can understand That underneath it all I'm a maid And you are only a man
I would work and slave the whole day through If I could hurry home to you 'Cause you brought a new kind of love to me
Substitute Composer(s): Pete Townshend First release by: The Who - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
You think we look pretty good together You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy I look pretty tall but my heels are high The simple things you see are all complicated I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah
Substitute your lies for fact I can see right through your plastic mac I look all white, but my dad was black My fine looking suit is really made out of sack
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south And now you dare to look me in the eye Those crocodile tears are what you cry It's a genuine problem, you won't try To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by
Substitute me for him Substitute my coke for gin Substitute you for my mum At least I'll get my washing done
You Broke The Only Heart That Ever Loved You Composer(s): Freddy James; Little Jack Little Performer(s): The Mills Brothers
Your reputation has preceeded you You always hurt someone who needed you It doesn't take long for news to get around And now you want to be found
'Cause you broke the only heart that ever loved you And you tossed away the only love you knew As if nothin' mattered, you battered and shattered A heart so true
Only to wake up and find that the break-up Was breakin' the heart of you And now you come to me for consolation And I'd be a fool to fall for such a line.
Yes, you broke the only heart that ever loved you And now that I met you I'm not gonna let you break mine