Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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À Pied, À Cheval Et En Voiture Composer(s): Bruno Coquatrix - Étienne Lorin - Serge Veber - Jean-Jacques Vital Performer(s): André Bourvil
Depuis le plus tendre des âges Par monts et par vaux, je voyage De tout les moyens de transport L'avion fait sans dout' le plus sport Mais, malgré mon petit air bravache Je préfère le plancher des vaches Ça fait bien sûr moins gentleman Moins up to dat', moins bus'nessman Et si quelqu'un vient me suggérer Une autre façon de voyager Qu'à pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Je lui dit: "N'vous donnez pas la peine Venez avec moi, je vous emmène À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Comme jo toquero Senorita Jo to lo disos comm' je l'pensas Si jo to lo quero, prends garde à toi
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Et je dis zut à ceux qui, ma foi N'pensent pas comm' moi et je les envoie À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Cette phrase plutôt commune Convient pourtant bien À ma brune Je lui fais des déclarations En me servant d'cette expression Et le soir, dans l'ombre propice J'lui fais entrevoir des délices Je l'attire comme un aimant En lui disant tout simplement "Ma chérie, dans ces vertes allées Bras d'sus, bras dessous, allons nous prom'ner À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Et je te jurerai mon amour de t'aimer jusqu'au lever du jour À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Yetes dans la peau Segnorita Tu t'rends compt' como que jo alba J'aim' ta bouch' tes yeux et caetera
À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Tu verras qu'ils nous ressembleront Tous les petits enfants que nous ferons À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Mais, je n'ai guèr' l'âme volage Je s'rai un époux doux et sage Nanti d'une petite famille Une vingtain' de garçons et filles Tu verras la vie sera douce Sans heurt, sans cahot, sans secousse Pendant que les petits pouss'ront Bien gentiment, nous vieillirons Puis un jour nous gagnerons le ciel Avec dans l'dos deux petites ailes À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Mais là haut, il faudra s'expliquer Dire ce que nous avons fabriqué À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Jo to chanterai, Carmencita Tout's les chansonna que tu voudras Car mon corazon, pour toi seule, bat A pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture Et le paradis nous ouvrira Les grandes portes que l'on franchira À pied, à ch'val, à ch'val et en voiture
Hula Lou Composer(s): Jack Yellen; Milton Charles; Wayne King Performer(s): Sophie Tucker; and various other artists
You can talk all you want about women Said a sailor known as Dan McCan And if you really want to know about women You've got to talk to a sailor man
Now I don't know how many woman the sailor met And I hope there isn't that any he'll regret For if he'd only met me I'd a given him some trimmin' I'm one gal he'd never forget
Well who are you?
Who am I? I'm Hula Lou I'm the gal that can't be true I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze 'Neath the trees You oughta see me shake my BVDs I never knew A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo And sail across the briny blue to who The lady known as Hula Lou That's me
Now you ask any sailor and he'll tell you That this lady is the greatest dancer he ever knew There isn't a ship in the Navy That I haven't got a friend in the crew There's not a cruiser on the waves Without someone who is my devoted slave And I don't care how nasty I may be I'm the one gal the sailors all crave
Ha Ha Ha Ha!
You don't believe me?
No!
Well you travel in and out You travel in the south You travel back and forth You travel in the north You see them shakin' east You see them shakin' west But boys I do my shakin' where the shakin's best I gotta hula smile Lots of hula hair A little hula here A little hula there I've got the cutest eyes Never mind what shade they are But (lookin' at them the boys*) will never get very far 'Cause I'm Hula Lou I'm the gal that can't be true I do my nestin' in the evenin' breeze 'Neath the trees I got more sweeties than a dog has fleas I never knew A man who wouldn't hula dance or woo And sail across the briny blue to who The lady known as Hula Lou From Honolou
A Piece Of The Action Composer(s): Mike Japp - Sanford Performer(s): The Babys; John Waite
I've got no money Could you spare a dime? I got the plan If you got the time If you take me there You can claim your share Of the action Been on the road for a long time now Paid all my dues Oh, I'm ready now If you take me there You can claim your share Of the action Oh, for a piece of the action Oh, for a slice of the cake Oh, for a piece of the action Oh, for a slice of the cake Sometimes I feel As I'm going down That nothing can stop me From losing ground If you take me there You can claim your share Of the action Oh, for a piece of the action Oh, for a slice of the cake Oh, for a piece of the action Oh, for a slice of the cake For a slice of the cake Oh, oh, oh......................
Hula Lou Composer(s): Edward Grossmith; Ted D. Ward
I'm leaving town today I'm going far away To that land of "Heart's Desire" Fair Hawaii Do you wonder why I'm gay Where somebody waits for me And where it's sunny as can be I know I'll never leave again
never grieve again there beside the sea
Just picture all those scenes those pretty tropic greens where most every one adores you nothing bores you Life is just a happy dream from the rising of the sun Until the joyous day is done That's what the poets rave about Poets crave about Golden days each one
Hula Lou yes I'm coming right back to you My Hula Lou with a heart that is fond and true Oh how I'm sighin' love for your undyin' love That sweet Hawaiian love has won my heart away Soon I'll be where that ukelele melody keeps ringing plaintively On the shores of the Lanai And when the stars are bright out in the pale moonlight we'll do the Hula, Hula, Hula Lou
A Piece Of Sky Composer(s): Marilyn Bergman - Alan Bergman - Michel Legrand Performer(s): Barbra Streisand and multiple other artists
Tell me where Where is it written What it is I'm meant to be? That I can't dare...
It all began the day I found That from my window I could only see A piece of sky I stepped outside and looked around I never dreamed it was so wide Or even half as high
The time had come (papa, can you hear me?) To try my wings (papa, are you near me?) And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall I felt the most (papa, can you see me?) Amazing things (can you understand me?) The things you can't imagine If you've never flown at all
Though it's safer to stay on the ground Sometimes where danger lies There the sweetest of pleasures are found No matter where I go There'll be mem'ries that tug at my sleeve But there will also be More to question yet more to believe
(oh tell me where Where is the someone who will turn to look at me And want to sahre My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?)
The more I live - the more I learn The more I learn - the more I realize The less I know Each step I take (papa, I've a voice now!) Each page I turn (papa, I've a choice now!) Each mile I travel only means The more I have to go What's wrong with wanting more? If you can fly - then soar! With all there is - why settle for Just a piece of sky?
Papa, I can hear you... Papa, I can see you... Papa, I can feel you... Papa, watch me fly!
Hula Hoop Composer(s): Jean-Luc Renders; Bernard Loncheval; Peter Lacy Performer(s): Plastic Bertrand
J'ai rencontré une fille 'Tait sexy la gamine Elle est pas mal jolie Me colle à la rétine Un ptit regard de miel Qu'elle me lance dans les prunelles Qu'est-ce qu'elle est belle!
La souris m'a souri Ah, mes amis, quel choc! C'était sur la plage Elle dansait le hula hoop J'ai voulu l'embrasser Je me suis cassé le nez "Touche pas bébé!"
Refrain: Yé yé, viens danser le hula hoop Yé yé, on va danser le hula hoop Yé yé, viens danser le hula hoop Hula hula hula hula hula hula hula hula hoop!
Je m'la suis embarquée Boire un milk-shake vanille Mais qu'est-ce qui s'est passé? Elle est repartie Avec un malabar Pas très mignon à voir Quel désespoir!
C'était plutôt comique Quand on s'est retrouvés L'aut' jour à la piscine Juste avant de plonger Elle m'a pris par la main Pas besoin d'un dessin Elle m'a dit "Viens!"
Refrain x2
Un jour j'étais peinard Branché sur l'transistor J'entendis des pétards Sous mon aéroport Et j'la vois qui se pointe Hula hoop à la main J'lui ai dit "Viens!"
A Picture Of You Composer(s): John James Beveridge - Peter Andrew Oakman Performer(s): Joe Brown
In the night there are sights to be seen Stars like jewels on the crown of a queen But the only sight I wanna view Is that wonderful picture of you On the streetcar or in the cafe All of the evening and most of the day My mind is in a maze, what can I do? I'll still see that picture of you
It was last summer, I fell in love My heart told me what to do I saw you there on the crest of a hill And I took a little picture of you Then you were gone like a dream in the night With you went my heart, my love and my light I didn't know your name, what could I do? I only had a picture of you
And you were gone like a dream in the night With you went my heart, my love and my light I didn't know you're name, what could I do I only had a picture of you, oh yes That wonderful picture of you I'm in love with a picture of you, oh yes A wonderful picture of you
Huis-, Tuin- En Keukenliedje Composer(s): J. Senn; J. Blok Performer(s): Wim Sonneveld
Vodden, wie heeft er nog vodden Ik geef de hoogste waarde voor uw vodden Geloof me, 't is nou het seizoen om al uw vodden weg te doen Wat hebt u aan die todden? Geef mij uw oude vodden
Zorgen, wie heeft er nog zorgen Ik geef de hoogste waarde voor uw zorgen Ik geef een bronzen carillon, een zilv'ren maan, een gouden zon Een stille zomermorgen, die geef ik voor uw zorgen
Tranen, wie heeft er nog tranen Ik geef de hoogste waarde voor uw tranen Ik ruil ze voor een klein gedicht, een glimlach of een lief gezicht De bomen en de lanen, die geef ik voor uw tranen
Pijn, wie heeft er nog pijn Ik geef de hoogste waarde voor uw pijn 'k Geef al het gras van Nederland, een plekje aan de waterkant Waar bloemen en waar vogels zijn, die geef ik voor uw pijn
Verdriet, wie heeft er verdriet Ik geef de hoogste waarde voor verdriet Een hoog're waarde krijgt u niet Voor oud verdriet, voor groot verdriet geef ik een lied En voor een klein verdrietje Een huis-, tuin- en keukenverdrietje Geef ik
refr.: Een huis-, tuin- en keukenliedje Met een huis-, tuin- en keukenrefrein Zo'n heel doodgewoon melodietje Zo'n liedje hoeft niet zo hoogdravend te zijn Een liedje voor alle mensen De dokter, de slager, papa en mama Een lied dat de diender op wacht kweelt Dat het orgel heel zacht op de gracht speelt
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A Picture Of Me Without You Composer(s): Cole Porter Performer(s): June Knight & Charles Walters and multiple other artists
From being merely a necessary luxury And someone sympathetic to have about Why, now you're nearly a luxurious necessity I couldn't imagine ever living without I suppose I'd somehow struggle through But I'd hate to picture myself without you
Picture Henry Ford without a car Picture heaven's firmament without a star Picture Fritzy Kreisler without a fiddle Picture poor Philadelphia without a Biddle Picture good cigars without Havana Picture Huey Long without Louisiana Mix 'em all together, and what have you got? Just a picture of me without you
Picture H. G. Wells without a brain Picture Av'rell Harriman without a train Picture Tintern Abbey without a cloister Picture Billy the Oysterman without an oyster Picture Central Park without a sailor Picture Mister Lord minus Mister Taylor Mix 'em all together, and what have you got? Just a picture of me without you
Picture Ogden Nash without a rhyme Picture Mister Bulova without the time Picture Staten Island without a ferry Picture little George Washington without a cherry Picture brother Cain without his Abel Picture Clifton Webb minus Mother Mabel Mix 'em all together, and what have you got? Just a picture of me without you
Picture Paul Revere without a horse Picture love in Hollywood without divorce Picture Barbara Hutton without a nickel Picture poor Mister Heinz, my dear, without a pickle Picture City Hall without boondogglin' Picture Sunday tea minus Father Coughlin Mix 'em all together and what have you got? Just a picture of me without you
Picture Lily Pons without a throat Picture Harold Vanderbilt without a boat Picture Billy Sunday without a sinner Picture dear Missus Corrigan without a dinner Picture Hamlet's ghost without a darkness Picture Mother Yale minus Father Harkness Mix 'em all together and what have you got? Just a picture of me without you!
Huguette Waltz (aka The Vagabond King Waltz) Composer(s): Rudolf Friml; Brian Hooker Performer(s): Billy May; and various other artists
Hearts may flower for an hour Tho' they die in a day Lips may kiss Blind with bliss Ere they learn to betray Light Love, smiling, untrue Bright Love, what would you do If I give my Love to you before I wander away?
Never try to bind me Never hope to know Take me as you find me Love and let me go Tho' the loves we leave behind us Change and fade away Never mind, you may be mine to day
Never try to bind me Never hope to know Take me as you find me Love and let me go Tho' the loves we leave behind us Change and fade away Never mind, you may be mine to day
A Picture Of Me (Without You) Composer(s): Norris Wilson - George Richey Performer(s): George Jones and multiple other artists
Imagine a world where no music was playing And think of a church with nobody praying Have you ever looked up at a sky with no blue? Then you've seen a picture of me without you
Have you walked in a garden where nothing was growing Or stood by a river where nothing was flowing If you've seen a red rose unkissed by the dew Then you've seen a picture of me without you
Can you picture Heaven with no angels singing Or a quiet Sunday morning with no church bells ringing If you've watched as the heart of a child breaks in two Then you've seen a picture of me without you
Can you picture Heaven with no angels singing Or a quiet Sunday morning with no church bells ringing If you've watched as the heart of a child breaks in two Then you've seen a picture of me without you Then you've seen a picture of me without you
Hugo (The Human Cannonball) Composer(s): C.W. Kalb Jr.; Carlene Kalb; Ray Stevens Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Well, they came to town With their elephants and clowns On a hit sticky August day And every telephone pole Had a poster that told Of the thrills that were coming our way
There were trapeze fliers And men that ate fire And things we never dreamed existed And the radio and TV Told us we'd be Fools if we dared to miss it
Now all three rings Held wondrous things Marvels of every invention But the big long shrouded Shape in the corner Increasingly drew our attention
There were bareback riders Lions and tigers And clowns in their itty bitty car But every woman and man And child in the stand Had come to see the star
Then a hush fell on the crowd As the men pulled the shroud From the muzzle that was 30 feet long And to screams and cheers He finally appeared And flamboyantly bowed to the throng
He wore red sequined tights That sparkled in the lights And boots that came to his knees And a chromium football helmet And a cape That flapped in the breeze
And the dazzled crowd Shouted out loud You could hear them one and all We want Hugo! Hugo! Hugo! The Human Cannonball
The aim was carefully calculated The trajectory was precise The charge was carefully measured And poured into the loading device The fuse was trimmed, the lights were dimmed Hugo slid down the barrel and then All was ready and Hugo's daddy Counted down from
Ten! And the drums rolled
Nine And our blood ran cold
Eight! The ambulance stood by
Seven! Several woman cried
Six! The spotlight hit the net
Five! No one would ever forget
Four! Eternity passed
Three! Every heart beat fast
Two! And Hugo's daddy said, "Are you ready Hugo?"
One! And from the bowels of the gun, "I'm a-ready, Papa!"
Boom!
Well, fire and smoke belched Out of the cannon And the earth trembled for a while And the big gun roared And Hugo soared Through the air like a projectile
Two hundred and fifty Feet he flew Like an Air Force fighter jet But at the apex Of his trajectory He knew he's gonna miss the net
Oh! Arms flailing He kept on sailing A terrified screaming creature And the crowd scattered As Hugo splattered All over the upper bleacher
In the aftermath Of this tragic event Disbelief filled every face There was Hugo And there was Hugo There was Hugo all over the place!
Well, the dust has Finally settled and The smoke has finally cleared Hugo's name And Hugo's fame Will always be revered
But no one Ever took his place No matter who they were Because they never found Another man Of Hugo's caliber
The Circus' main attraction The greatest star of all Was Hugo! Hugo! The Human Cannonball!
Pictures From Life's Other Side ((aka A Picture From Life's Other Side (by Bill Anderson) - 1969)) Composer(s): Hank Williams First recording/First release by: Hank Williams - 1951
In the world's mighty gallery of pictures Hang the scenes that are painted from life There's pictures of love and of passion Then there's pictures of peace and of strife There hang pictures of youth and of beauty Of old age and the blushing young bride They all hang on the wall - but the saddest of all Are the pictures from life's other side
Just a picture from life's other side Someone has fell by the way A life has gone out with the tide That might have been happy someday There's a poor old mother at home She's watching and waiting alone Just longing to hear - from a loved one so dear It's just a picture from life's other side
The first scene is that of a gambler Who had lost all his money at play An' he draws his dead mother's ring from his finger That she wore long ago on her wedding day It's his last earthly treasure, but he stakes it Then he bows his head that his shame he may hide But, when they lifted his head - they found he was dead That's just a picture from life's other side
Now the last scene is that by the river Of a heart-broken mother and babe As the harbor lights shine and they shiver On an outcast whom no one will save And yet, she was once a true woman She was somebody's darlin' and pride God help her, she leaps - for there's no one to weep It's just a picture from life's other side
Huggin' And Chalkin' Composer(s): Clarence Leonard Hayes; Kermit Goell Performer(s): Hoagy Carmichael; and various other artists
I got a gal that's mighty sweet With big blue eyes and tiny feet Her name is Rosabelle Malone And she tips the scale at twenty stone
Oh, gee, but ain't it grand to have a girl so big and fat That when you go to hug her, you don't know where you're at You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand And hug a ways and chalk a mark to see where you began
One day I was a-huggin' and a-chalkin' and a-chalkin' and a-huggin' away When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand Comin' around the other way over the mountain Comin' around the other way
Her: Oh Gee, it aint so grand to be a girl so big and fat That when you go to hug me you dont know where youre at
Him: I have to take a piece of chalk in my hand And hug away and chalk a mark to see where I began
Him: Now where is that chalk? Ah, here it is Ill put one cross here, and another one here
Her: Darling
Him: Ah, but seriously you know that Im crazy about you and I mean all of you, every little bit
Both: We both feel were meant for each other
Him: Yet when we walk through the street people think that Im out with my mother
One day I was a-huggin' and a-chalkin' and a-beggin' her to be my bride When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand Comin' around the other side It was Lou Praeger Comin' around the other side
A Petal From A Faded Rose Composer(s): Leon Rusk - Merle Travis Performer(s): Little Jimmy Dickens and multiple other artists
Here's a rose from the garden where the bloom of romance grows But I'll keep one part near my aching heart just a petal from a faded rose Love is sweet in the morning when the breeze of summer blows But will fade and die when the winter's nigh a petal from a faded rose
Now our love is a mem'ry where it's gone nobody knows But I'll hold so dear as a souvenir just a petal from a faded rose I will live with the roses where the stream of mem'ry flows And each time I dream a tear will gleam on the petal from a faded rose
A Pesar De Todo Composer(s): A. Gujarro - J. Torregrosa Performer(s): Raphael
Me Gustan Los Ojos Verdes Y Tu Los Tienes Muy Negros Me Gustan Los Ojos Grandes Y Tu Los Tienes Pequeños Me Gusta La Gente Alegre Y Tu No Sabes Reir Y Siendo Como Tu Eres Me He Enamorado De Ti
A Pesar De Todo Te Quiero, A Pesar De Todo No Me Importa Lo Que Digan Cuando Vienes Junto A Mi A Pesar De Todo Te Quiero, A Pesar De Todo No Me Importan Los Motivos Yo Te Quiero Porque Si
A Pesar De Todo Cuando Te Mire A Pesar De Todo Yo Me Enamore
Me Gusta La Piel Muy Blanca Y Tu La Tienes Morena Me Gusta Saber Tu Vida Y Tu Jamas Me La Cuentas Me Gusta Soñar Despierto Y Tu No Sueñas Asi Y Siendo Como Tu Eres Me He Enamorado De Ti
A Pesar De Todo Te Quiero, A Pesar De Todo No Me Importa Lo Que Digan Cuando Vienes Junto A Mi A Pesar De Todo Te Quiero, A Pesar De Todo No Me Importan Los Motivos Yo Te Quiero Porque Si
A Pesar De Todo Cuando Te Mire A Pesar De Todo Yo Me Enamore
A Pesar De Todo Te Quiero, A Pesar De Todo No Me Importan Los Motivos Yo Te Quiero Porque Si
A Pesar De Todo Cuando Te Mire A Pesar De Todo Yo Me Enamore
Hueles A Noche De Amor Composer(s): P. Revuelta Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Hueles a noche de amor y duermes sobre mi pecho mientras apago mi voz y me saturo de besos Hueles a noche mi amor y me revuelvo en tu cuerpo desatando mi furor sin entregarme a tiempo Hueles a noche de amor y me sabes a tabaco, y me sabes a licor y te tiño con mis brazos y murmuro una canción Hueles a noche de amor y me sabes a tabaco, y me sabes a licor y te tiño con mis brazos, y murmuro una canción Hueles a noche de amor Que tarde el amanecer en llegar a esta casa pues no te quiero perder y no te tendré mañana quiero embriagar a mis ojos a mis manos y a mi boca quiero mancharme de todo en esta noche que es loca Hueles a noche de amor y me sabes a tabaco, y me sabes a licor y te tiño con mis brazos, y murmuro una canción Hueles a noche de amor y me sabes a tabaco, y me sabes a licor y te tiño con mis brazos, y murmuro una canción Hueles a noche de amor
A Permuta Dos Santos Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Edú Lobo Performer(s): Chico Buarque and multiple other artists
São José de porcelana vai morar Na matriz da Imaculada Conceição O Bom José desalojado Pode agora despertar E acudir os seus fiéis sem terra, sem trabalho e pão
Vai a Virgem de alabastro Conceição Na charola para a igreja do Bonfim A Conceição incomodada Vai ouvir nossa oração Nos livrar da seca, da enxurrada e da estação ruim
Bom Jesus de luz neon sai do Bonfim Pra capela de São Carlos Barromeu O bom Jesus contrariado Deve se lembrar enfim De mandar o tempo de fartura que nos prometeu
Barromeu pedra-sabão vai pro altar Pertencente à estrela-mãe de Nazaré A Nazaré vai de jumento Pro mosteiro de São Joào E o Envangelista pra basílica de São José
Mas se a vida mesmo assim não melhorar Os beatos vão largar a boa-fé E as paróquias com seus santos Tudo fora de lugar Santo que quiser voltar pra casa Só se for a pé
Huckleberry Finn Composer(s): Sam. M. Lewis; Joe Young; Cliff Hess
There was a rascal, in the town where I came from The people thought that he was dumb Because he couldn't do a sum That's why they nicknamed him, "Huckleberry Finn" But he believed in fun, laughed at every one How I wish I were him
They tried to teach him how to do arithmetic But he just whittled on a stick And said the figures made him sick "Add-in' and countin', don't mean a thing to me When I begin to earn Then I'll start to learn How to count it," said he
Huckleberry Finn If I were Huckleberry Finn I'd do the things he did I'd be a kid again You'd always find me out fishin', beside a shady pool Wishin', there never was a school If I were only, Huckleberry Finn In every mischief I'd be in And on my freckled face you'd always find a grin I wouldn't put my shoes or stockings on for any man And all I'd ever wear would be a coat of tan If I were Huckleberry Finn
