Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ah Melody Tu m'en auras fait faire des conneries Hue hue et ho A dada sur mon dos Oh Melody L'amour tu ne sais pas ce que c'est Tu me l'as dit Mais tout ce que tu dis est-il vrai?
Ah Melody Tu m'en auras fait faire des conneries Hue hue et ho A dada sur mon dos Oh Melody Si tu m'as menti j'en ferai Une maladie Je n'sais pas ce que je ferai
When He's All Dolled Up (He's The Best Dressed Rube In Town)
When He's All Dolled Up (He's The Best Dressed Rube In Town) Composer(s): Walter Donaldson; Monty C. Brice
Talk about your Beau Brummels Talk about your city swells We've got one right in our town I mean Elmer Hatchway Brown Folks, I never like to swear But, by heck, I do declare He's the swellest guy I've seen He's like an actor on the movin' picture screen
When he's all dolled up you ought to see him When he's all dolled up He's got a funny little pinch back coat and bamboo cane; Has an umbrella if it's going to rain He's a gosh darn dude, there's no denying From his derby hat right down Always wears a flower in his buttonhole Wears a rubber band around his old bank role
When he's all dolled up you ought to see him He's the best dressed dude in town Down at this year's County Fair Elmer Hatchway Brown was there All dressed up to beat the band The ladies all thought he was grand Stepped right in the betting ring Bet a dime on some darn thing Lost and started in to sing It seemed he didn't give a good gol ding
Ah! Les P'tites Femmes (De Paris) Composer(s): Jean-Claude Carrière - Georges Delerue - Louis Malle Performer(s): Brigitte Bardot & Jeanne Moreau
De deux choses l'une Deux jambes ou deux yeux C'est toujours par deux Qu'on cherche fortune Mais blondes ou brunes À Paris font mieux Une égale deux Et deux n'en font qu'une
Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris
Au clair de la lune Deux curs capricieux Font à qui mieux mieux Maintes infortunes On en invite une Elles viennent à deux On invite les deux Il n'en vient aucune
Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris
J'en multiplie une J'en multiplie deux Ah comme c'est fâcheux Qu'elles sont importunes Dix fois cent fois une C'est trop périlleux Par pitié mon Dieu Qu'il n'en reste aucune
Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris
N'ayez pas d'rancune Vous serez heureux Dites leur adieu Car deux c'est trop d'une La tête y'en n'a qu'une Ah non y'en a deux Pour les amoureux Chacun sa chacune
Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris Ah les p'tites femmes les p'tites femmes de Paris
When he was young I held him on my knee Pressed him close to me kissed his tears away When he was young very young together we would ween Lands of make believe where we two could play
But how the time hurries by summers go winters fly Toys on the shelf he can reach by himself Time hurries on youth is here then it's gone Yes, that's the plan now my boy's a little man
But in my heart forever he will be As he was to me when he was young...
Ah! Leah! Composer(s): Dominic Lerace - Mark E. Avsec Performer(s): Donnie Iris; Bradley Gailey
Leah it's been a long long time You're such a site you're Looking better than a body has a right to Dontcha know we're playing with the fire But we can't stop this burning desire Leah
Ah! Leah! Here we go again Ah! Leah! Is it ever gonna end Ah! Leah! Here we go again
I see your lips and I wonder who's been kissing them I never knew how badly I was missing them We both know we're never gonna make it But when we touch we never have to fake it Leah
Ah! Leah! Here we go again Ah! Leah! Is it ever gonna end Ah! Leah! Here we go again We ain't learned our lesson yet
Baby it's no good We're just asking for trouble I can touch you but I don't know how to love you It ain't no use we're headed for disaster Our minds said no but our hearts were talking faster Leah
Ah! Leah! Here we go again Ah! Leah! Here we go again Leah Leah Leah
When Friends Fall Out Composer(s): Randy Bachman; Burton Cummings Performer(s): The Guess Who
The lone wolves howl On Moonlight Bay Dark moon is out When friends fall out When friends fall out
Birds aren't alone You've past all doubts Their world has grown When friends fall out When friends fall out
A journey is plastic for Someone who's walking on air He falls throught elastic and There is no net waiting there And it's so nice to be home again So nice to be home again Where I belong
No night, no day No in, no out No work, no play When friends fall out When friends fall out (listen to me talkin') When friends fall out (Baby, you got nothin') When friends fall out And it's so nice to be home again So nice to be ome again Where I belong
Ah! Ça Ira ((aka Le Ça Ira (by Edith Piaf)) Composer(s): Traditional - Bécourt - Francois Ladrezeau Performer(s): Giovanni Mirabassi
Ah! Ca ira (ter) Le peuple en ce jour sans cesse répète Ah! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira!
Nos ennemis confus en restent là Et nous allons chanter Alléluia Ah! Ca ira (ter) Quand Boileau jadis du clergé parla Comme un prophète Il a prédit cela En chantant ma chansonnette Avec plaisir on dira Ah! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira!
Ah Ca ira (ter) Suivant la maxime de l'Evangile Ah! Ca ira (ter) Du législateur tout s'accomplira
Celui qui s'élève, on l'abaissera Celui qui s'abaisse, on l'élèvera Ah! Ca ira (ter) Le vrai catéchisme nous instruira Et l'affreux fanatisme s'éteindra Pour être à la loi docile Tout Français s'exercera Ah! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira!
Ah! Ca ira (ter) Pierre et Margot chantent à la guinguette Ah! Ca ira (ter) Réjouissons-nous, le bon temps viendra
Le peuple français jadis "à quia" L'aristocratie dit: "mea culpa" Ah! Ca ira (ter) Le clergé regrette le bien qu'il a Par justice la nation l'aura Par le prudent La Fayette Tout trouble s'apaisera Ah! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira
Ah! Ca ira (ter) Par les flambeaux de l'auguste asemblée Ah! Ca ira (ter) Le peuple armé toujours se gardera
Le vrai d'avec le faux l'on connaîtra Le citoyen pour le bien soutiendra Ah! Ca ira (ter) Quand l'aristocrate protestera Le bon citoyen, au nez lui rira Sans avoir l'âme troublée Toujours le plus fort sera Ah ! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira
Ah! Ca ira (ter) Petits comme grands sont soldats dans l'âme Ah! Ca ira (ter) Pendant la guerre aucun ne trahira
Avec cur tout bon Français combattra S'il voit du louche hardiment parlera Ah! Ca ira (ter) La Fayette dit: "Vienne qui voudra" Le patriotisme leur répondra sans craindre ni feu ni flamme Le Français toujours vaincra Ah! Ca ira (ter) Malgré les mutins tout réussira
Simon Smith And The Amazing Dancing Bear Composer(s): Randy Newman Performer(s): Randy Newman and multiple other artists
I may go out tomorrow if I can borrow a coat to wear Oh, I'd step out in style with my sincere smile and my dancing bear Outrageous, alarming, courageous, charming Oh, who would think a boy and bear Could be well accepted everywhere It's just amazing how fair people can be
Seen at the nicest places where well-fed faces all stop to stare Making the grandest entrance is Simon Smith and his dancing bear They'll love us, won't they? They feed us, don't they? Oh, who would think a boy and bear Could be well accepted everywhere It's just amazing how fair people can be
Who needs money when you're funny? The big attraction everywhere Will be Simon Smith and his dancing bear It's Simon Smith and the amazing dancing bear
Ah! Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Roger Lucchesi Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Ah! lorsque ma poule Roucoule Je croule Dans un monde étrange encore inexploré Ah! elle m'enlace M'embrasse J'en passe Car il y a des choses qu'on ne peux expliquer Elle a son secret D'où le tient-elle, qui le sait? Mais la donzelle s'y connaît Si bien que j'en suis stupéfait Ah! car ce bolide Avide Me vide Lorsque je la prend Entre mes bras puissants
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! J'ai connu par elle une quantité d'exclamations Des ah! admiratifs Puis des ah! négatifs Des ah! idiots et des ah! expressifs Des ah! contemplatifs Des ah! longs et plaintifs Qui tous me menèrent aux ah! explosifs
Ah! lorsque ma poule Me couve J'éprouve Un plaisir immense qui me prend cent pour cent Ah! ses yeux proposent J'explose Et j'ose Lui dire des phrases qui lui remuent le sang C'est un vrai volcan Elle bouillonne Constamment Et me passionne Follement Bien qu'elle ait l'air d'une enfant Ah! lorsque farouches, Nos bouches Se touchent J'en perds la raison Tellement que c'est bon
Ah! quand ma tigresse Me presse L'ivresse Me tourne la tête et je suis envoûté Ah! elle m'attaque Et quoique Je craque De toutes ses forces elle me tiens serré Je ne vois plus rien Une seconde Tout s'éteint J'oublie le monde Je l'étreins Pour que son coeur se fonde au mien Ah! c'est l'hécatombe La bombe Qui tombe Si c'est ça l'amour Ah! qu'on m'en donne Donne donne Nuit et jour
When Doves Cry Composer(s): Prince Performer(s): Prince
Dig if you will the picture Of you and I engaged in a kiss The sweat of your body covers me Can you my darling Can you picture this?
Dream if you can a courtyard An ocean of violets in bloom Animals strike curious poses They feel the heat The heat between me and you
How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world that's so cold (So cold) Maybe I'm just too demanding Maybe I'm just like my father too bold Maybe you're just like my mother She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied) Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like When doves cry
Touch if you will my stomach Feel how it trembles inside You've got the butterflies all tied up Don't make me chase you Even doves have pride
How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world so cold (World so cold) Maybe I'm just too demanding Maybe I'm just like my father too bold Maybe you're just like my mother She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied) Why do we scream at each other? This is what it sounds like When doves cry
How can you just leave me standing? Alone in a world that's so cold (A world that's so cold) Maybe I'm just too demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father) Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (Ya, know he's to bold) Maybe you're just like my mother (Maybe you're just like my mother) She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied) Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why?) This is what it sounds like
When doves cry When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry) When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
All My Heroes Are Dead Composer(s): Dar Williams Performer(s): Dar Williams
You gotta admit Life magazine made 1968 look great My father said it sucked, everybody died All the troops you couldn't save, no one knew how to be brave He said sometimes you were afraid to turn your radio on It was enough to make you quit that peacenick scene Well I heard about leaders, yeah I heard they're no longer around Cause peace was abandoned, and bravery hanged in his town And they passed down a sentence for building on the beauty of some dream
All my heroes are dead, I got them in my head, saying Never again, never a war, no more fighting So I'll stay true to them, and they'll come home again I'll carry the light, follow the dream, I'll remember
The '68 convention was a singing the times they are a-changing Well I guess they a-changed back Oh I miss those peaceful folk, love and humor when they spoke, hey Phil Ochs you still sound great, should've stuck around to hear it They say that compact disc makes songs come true But Phil I never expected that I'd miss you like a friend Cause I never expected that we'd be marching again And the soldiers of peace would tumble from this life as in a war
All my heroes are dead, and all the books I read Said "This is greed, this is wrong, fight your war at home" So I'll stay true to them, and they'll come home again I'll carry the light, follow the dream, I'll remember
So back to the present passion, romance, love, or simply put a lack thereof Shall we go on? I don't take it personally, it's our post-modern history You know since Nixon was impeached it's just been hard to commit So we cast our allegance left and right But I always believed that our souls would come through So I never expected that you'd take her home with you And I never detected, how hardened and not sorry you could be Don't you know? All our heroes are dead, we got ourselves instead And oh my friend, all your lies, they won't do you You gotta stay true to them, and they'll come home again I miss them too, I miss them too, you know I miss them more than I love you
Ah Still Suits Me Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Jerome Kern Performer(s): Paul Robeson & Hattie McDaniel and multiple other artists
(The kitchen Joe is shelling peas The show boat is rocking violently on the swollen river A lurch of the boat sends the boat of shelled peas to the floor Joe looks down at them dubiously Queenie enters)
Queenie: Joe! Dere you go again! Look at dem peas all over de floor!
Joe: River done it...
Queenie: De river done it?!?
Joe: Ol' river can do mos' anything, Queenie Look out dere what it's doin' now - won't be letting us give no show tonight (Queenie gets on her knees and proceeds to put the peas back in the bowl)
Queenie; Show? Dat don't worry me none Dere's somethin' else on dis ol' boat worries me mo'
Joe: Miss Nola?
Queenie: Dat's what...
Joe She be all right
Queenie: Dat's what you say 'bout ev'rythin' You don't get excited Why? 'Cause you don't do nuthin' You don' cook like me You don' act like the show folk You don' work on the tow boat What do you do?
Joe: Well, I jes' shelled dem peas
Queenie: (snorting) You ain't pickin' dem up
Joe: No, but I could've ef you didn't do it I could do a lot of things ef it wuz necessary
Queenie: Den why don'cha?
Joe: It ain't necessary... (He starts to sing, extemporaneously rhyming, stating his mood of the moment He sings as Queenie goes about her work)
Joe: Keep on a-naggin' 'n bullyraggin' 'n criticizin' 'n call me pizen Ah ain't apologizin', no siree! No matter what you say Ah still suits me De rag you're chewin' Mus' be a ruin Keep right on knockin' Keep right on mockin' Mah rockin' chair ain't rockin' No siree! No matter what you say Ah still suits me
Queenie: (coming over to him, belligerently) Does you ever wash the dishes? Does you do the things I wishes? Does you do dem? No, you don't! Will you do dem? No, you won't! When dere's any workin' to it I'm de one dat's gotta do it! When it's rainin' who's the feller Uses up the whole umbreller? Selfish as a man can be!
Joe: (looking up blandly) No matter what you say Ah still suits me
Queenie: You don' make money!
Joe: Ah know dat, honey!
Queenie: I never see none!
Joe: Ain't gonna be none But dat don' worry me none No siree!
Queenie: Shif'less! Lifeless! No good!
Joe: No matter what you say Ah still suits me
I may be no good No good fo' yo' good I may be lifeless But wid one wife less Mah life would be mo' strifeless Yes siree! No matter what you say Ah still suits me
(imitating Queenie with falsetto exaggeration) Does you ever wash de dishes? Does you do de things ah wishes? Does you do dem? No you don't! Will you do dem? No, you won't!
Queenie: (interrupting) Always imitatin' me An' always aggravation' me! Den in spite of ev'rything 'Spite of all de grief you bring 'Xpectin' me to love you true!
Joe: No matter what you say Ah thinks you do (He reaches out and pulls her to him affectionately She roars with glee)
When At Night I Go To Sleep
((German Version: Abendsegen (by Kathleen Battle))
Composer(s): Engelbert Humperdinck
Performer(s): Charlotte Church
When at night I go to sleep Fourteen angels watch do keep Two my head are guarding Two my feet are guiding Two are on my right hand Two are on my left hand Two who warmly cover Two who oer me hover Two to whom tis given To guide my steps to heaven
Sleeping sofly, then it seems Heaven enters in my dreams Angels hover round me Whisp'ring they have found me Two are sweetly singing Two are garlands bringing Strewing me with roses As my soul reposes God will not forsake me When dawn at last will wake me
All My Ex's Live In Texas Composer(s): Sanger D. Schafer - Lyndia Shafer Performer(s): George Strait
All my ex's live in Texas and Texas is the place I'd dearly love to be but all my ex's live in Texas and that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee
Rosanna's down in Texarkana wanted me to push her broom Sweet EileenÕs in Abilene She forgot I hung the moon and Allison & Otilde's in Galveston somehow lost her sanity and Dimple & Otilde's who now lives in Temple's got the law looking for me
All my ex's live in Texas and Texas is the place I'd dearly love to be but all my ex's live in Texas and that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee
I remember that old Frio River where I learned to swim but it brings to mind another time where I wore my welcome thin By transcendental meditation I go there each night but I always come back to myself long before daylight
All my ex's live in Texas and Texas is the place Id dearly love to be but all my ex's live in Texas therefore I reside in Tennessee
Some folks think I'm hidin' It's been rumored that I died but I'm alive and well in Tennessee
Agualuna Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Creo en el padre y en el hombre pero no creo en el mar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? en las mareas sobreviven las ballenas con radar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué?
Hay una niña que hoy empieza con muñecas a jugar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? desde el cielo la vigila una estrella de metal
Por qué a la Luna se la juegan como en mesa de billar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? unos arriba, otros abajo, nadie quiere la mitad ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué?
Y de qué lado quedaremos cuando llegue el final ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? éntrate niña que allá afuera el invierno va a llegar
Un marinero llamado Colón viajó de la noche al sol y un astronauta que ayer jubiló se sienta en la plaza su tiempo se escapa del cielo lo mira un gorrión.
En la mitad de este viaje hoy me pongo a pensar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? la diferencia es tan grande entre un sueño y la verdad ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué?
Allá en lo alto está volando el valiente Superman ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? mas abajo un campesino busca tierra pa´ sembrar
Creo en el padre y en el hombre pero creo más en ti ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? siento que existe un horizonte que comienza en tu jardín ¿Por qué? ¿por qué?
Allá en tu patio hay una niña que hoy empieza a caminar ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué? Por qué la noche se hace corta cuando aún quiero soñar
When April Comes Again Composer(s): Doris Schaefer; Randy Weston Performer(s): Mel Tormé; and various other artists
If you can't remember now, if love has lost its way If romance grows dim with each passing day If you've forgotten how we met in April rain Wait 'til April comes again
When robins return, and spring has softened winter's chill Will you then recall? Will your heart stand still? Will you remember how we met in April rain? Love me when April comes again
Will you remember how we met in April rain? And love me when April comes? It may not come for long I will always love you when April comes again
Agua Dulce, Agua Sala Composer(s): Hal Batt - Estéfano Donato Performer(s): Julio Iglesias and multiple other artists
Con el pasar de los años he aprendido en la vida que se vive intensamente porque si no te termina... ...el cariño es más bueno Se aprecia lo que se tiene y se respeta lo ajeno Agua dulce, agua sala´, por agua viene, por agua se va... ...Bendita la vida, te quita te da Agua que cae del cielo sobre las olas del mar yo te quiero beber dulce y tú te pones salá... ...hay que dar bien los pasos tomar el mejor camino aunque se te haga el más largo... ...de las penas se aprende El corazón se hace duro y el sentimiento más fuerte...
