Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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One early Christmas Eve, before Santa came A mouse snuck out of his little hole and licked a candy cane Before he could escape, he heard the sound of little hooves It was Santa's little reindeer, prancing on the roof
Down the chimney Santa came and stood before the mouse And asked him if he was the owner of the house The mouse was very pleased and held himself up tall Said, "I am the little mouse, who lives inside the wall"
And I scurry "round by night, looking for a bite A little scrap of food, to take home to my wife Who lives with me inside the wall, with my children all Oh, I am the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
Well, Santa laughed so hard, a tear fell from his eye To see a mouse so proud, and not the least bit shy He said I can't recall, meeting one so brave and small As the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
Santa wiped a joyful tear from his twinkling eye Then Santa asked the mouse, with what he could supply A fire truck, a tricycle, or a big red ball Anything at all for the mouse inside the wall
Oh, it would be so nice, if I could have a slice A little piece of pie, to take home to my wife Who lives with me inside the wall, with my children all Said the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
Santa reached inside his pack, brought out a pie so small That it would even fit, within the mouse's tiny paw And every time you took a bite, it came back to it's all And gave it to the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
Then Santa quickly filled the stockings hanging in a row And with a merry Christmas, up the chimney he did go The mouse then sang a song, as he ran off down the hall Sang, I am the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
And I scurry 'round by night, looking for a bite A little scrap of food, to take home to my wife Who lives with me inside the wall, with my children all Oh, I am the little mouse, who lives inside the wall Oh, I am the little mouse, who lives inside the wall
Windows Composer(s): Kerry Livgren Performer(s): Kansas
Windows, to the world are what we're looking through Who knows, if what we find is true Seeing, is believing as some people say Knowing, is to get a better view
(Chorus) For the windows of the world Are never open all the way And the voices of the past Are not forgotten Till you leave it all behind you You will never see the day 'Cause your life is on the line
Tasting, of the wine of some forbidden fruit Reaping, the sorrows that we sow Reaching, to the stars will never bring us home Teaching, what we really could not know
(Chorus)
Touching, we are moving to the things we feel Trying, to be what we could never be Turning, if we'd only open up our hearts Yearning, for the things we cannot see
Er drang mir in die Seele, weiß Gott, wie er mich traf der Spott der guten Kinder, ich war das schwarze Schaf im Pausenhof, die Tränen niederkämpfend, stand ich stumm der Inhalt meines Ranzens lag verstreut um mich herum wie wünscht' ich mir beim Aufsammeln eine helfende Hand ein Lächeln, einen Trost, und da war keiner, der sich fand und ich hatte keinen Freund, und schlechte Noten, ist ja wahr und unmoderne Kleider und widerspenstiges Haar
Allein - wir sind allein wir kommen und wir gehen ganz allein wir mögen noch so sehr geliebt, von Zuneigung umgeben sein die Kreuzwege des Lebens gehen wir immer ganz allein Allein - wir sind allein wir kommen und wir gehen ganz allein
Wir waren uns alle einig in dem großen Saal wir hatten große Pläne und ein großes Ideal ich war der Frechste und der Lauteste und hatte Schneid ich wusste unsere Stärke war unsere Geschlossenheit doch mancher, der von großer gemeinsamer Sache sprach ging dabei doch nur seiner kleinen eigenen Sache nach und als ein Held sich nach dem anderen auf die Seite schlich stand einer nur im Regen, und der eine, der war ich
Und noch ein Glas Champagner und sie drückten mir die Hand und alle waren freundlich zu mir, alle waren charmant und mancher hat mir auf die Schulter geklopft, doch mir scheint es hat wohl mancher eher sich als mich damit gemeint die Worte wurden lauter und sie gaben keinen Sinn das Gedränge immer enger und ich stand mitten drin und fühlte mich gefangen wie ein Insekt im Sand je mehr es krabbelt desto weiter rückt der Kraterrand
Nun, ein Teil meines Lebens liegt hinter mir im Licht von Liebe überflutet und gesäumt von Zuversicht in Höhen und in Tiefen auf manchem verschlungenen Pfad fand ich gute Gefährten und fand ich guten Rat doch je teurer der Gefährte, desto bitterer der Schluss dass ich den letzten Schritt des Wegs alleine gehen muss wie sehr wir uns auch aneinander klammern, uns bleibt nur die gleiche leere Bank auf einem kalten leeren Flur
Window Shopping Composer(s): Marcel Joseph Performer(s): Hank Williams; and various other artists
You`re Window Shoppin` Just Window Shoppin` You`re only lookin` a-round You`re not buyin` You`re just tryin` To find the best deal in town
You give away your kisses But you never give your heart To anyone who`s fool enough to fall ... You don`t feel love You don`t want real love You`re Window Shoppin` that`s all
You`re Window Shoppin` Just Window Shoppin` You`re only lookin` a-round You`re not buyin` You`re just tryin` To find the best deal in town
You give away your kisses But you never give your heart To anyone who`s fool enough to fall ... You don`t feel love You don`t want real love You`re Window Shoppin` that`s all
Allegheny Moon Composer(s): Dick Manning - Al Hoffman Performer(s): Patti Page
Allegheny Moon I need your light To help me find romance tonight So shine, shine, shine Allegheny Moon your silver beams Can lead the way to golden dreams So shine, shine, shine
High among the stars so bright above The magic of your lamp of love can make him mine Allegheny Moon its up to you Please see what you can do For me and for my one and only love
Shine, shine, shine Shine, shine, shine
High among the stars so bright above The magic of your lamp of love can make him mine Allegheny Moon its up to you Please see what you can do For me and for my one and only love
Allegheny Composer(s): Chris Gantry Performer(s): Johnny Cash
How she got that junk car runnin' guess I'll never know It never ran but once and set to winters in the snow Well imagine runnin' out on me when I lay sound asleep Allegheny Well my big mistake was thinkin' she was something I could keep She stole my winter's food supply and something else I fear My savin's in the mattress have strangely disappeared Now those who know me best knows he who robs me best beware Allegheny I'm gonna call up the dogs and hunt you down drag you back here by the hair
Oh Allegheny something tells me you're dis-satisfied Well could it be because I've been your mail-order bride There's a half of you that's French yeah and I need to crave a better style And a half of you is Cherokee yeah and I've gone wild Allegheny
She's got a head start on me as a crow flies half a day And unless I miss my guess she'll stop to rest in Monterey But if I take the Knoxville Highway thirteen hours it will be Allegheny Well she forgot I knew the shortcut I'll be there in less than three
Oh Allegheny something tells me...
I signaled for my dogs to wait outside the hotel door I described her to the desk clerk he said try the second floor And then he mentioned she's got company And that marks the stranget's doom Allegheny I wish I was her so I could see my face when I bust into the room
Oh Allegheny something tells me... Allegheny Allegheny come back here Allegheny Allegheny
Windekind Composer(s): A. Muhren; P. Els Performer(s): Ann Christy
Al lijken al je dagen Zo vreselijk monotoon Al gaat je droom vervagen En voel je je lui en loom Toch schijn je te herleven Bij het horen van de wind Als een blad dat plots gaar zweven In bekoring voor z'n lied
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied Al bekoord hij je met z'n verhalen Die je hartje eentonigheid huilen
Al vind je heel de wereld Zo hopeloos dekadent En al lijken alle mensen Je lichtzinnig en zo verwend Toch vind je troost en vrede In de woorden van de wind Al je zorgen en problemen Gaan verloren in z'n lied
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied Al bekoord hij je met z'n verhalen Die je hartje eentonigheid huilen
Windekind, windekind Welk geheim schuilt er in z'n lied Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied
Windekind, windekind Fluistert hij zacht een liefdeslied
Alle Prese Con Una Verde Milonga Composer(s): Paolo Conte Performer(s): Paolo Conte
Alle prese con una verde milonga il musicista si diverte e si estenua... E mi avrai verde milonga che sei stata scritta per me per la mia sensibilità per le mie scarpe lucidate per il mio tempo per il mio gusto per tutta la mia stanchezza e la mia mia guittezza Mi avrai verde milonga inquieta che mi strappi un sorriso di tregua ad ogni accordo mentre mentre fai dannare le mie dita... Io sono qui sono venuto a suonare sono venuto ad amare e di nascosto a danzare... e ammesso che la milonga fosse una canzone ebbene io, io l'ho svegliata e l'ho guidata a un ritmo più lento così la milonga rivelava di se molto più molto più di quanto apparisse la sua origine d'Africa la sua eleganza di zebra, il suo essere di frontiera una verde frontiera ... una verde frontiera tra il suonare e l'amare verde spettacolo in corsa da inseguire... da inseguire sempre, da inseguire ancora fino ai laghi bianchi del silenzio fin che Athaualpa o qualche altro Dio non ti dica descansate niño che continuo io... ah ...io sono qui sono venuto a suonare, sono venuto a danzare e di nascosto ad amare ...
Wind Of Change Composer(s): Klaus Meine Performer(s): Scorpions
I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in and did you ever think That we could be so close like brothers The future's in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change
Walking down the street distant memories Are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change (wind of change)
The wind of change blows straight into the face of time Like a storm wind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say
Take me (take me) to the magic of the moment On a glory night (glory night) Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night (glory night) Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (wind of change)
Wind Of Change Composer(s): Barry Gibb; Robin Gibb Performer(s): Bee Gees
In the streets of New York City ev'ry man can feel the cold And I don't want no pity but I want my story told
When the lights shine down on me they shine on the little boy Is this way to make him pay be'ng born in a world of joy
But like me he don't know where he'll go wrong he won't cry so many tears till he finds out why he don't belong like me
there's no room for us out there you can lose your hope and pride When it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share Sometime a man breaks down and the good thing he is looking for are crushed into the ground
Get on up, look around can't you feel the wind of change? Get on up, taste the air can't you see the wind of change
Don't you understand what I'm sayin' we need a god down there A man to lead us children take us from the valley of fear
Make the lights shine down on us show us the road to go Help us survive, make us arrive teach us what we need to know
But like me he don't know where he'll go wrong he won't cry so many tears till he finds out why he don't belong like me
there's no room for us out there you can lose your hope and pride When it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share Sometime a man breaks down and the good thing he is looking for are crushed into the ground
Get on up, look around can't you feel the wind of change? Get on up, taste the air can't you see the wind of change
Wind Beneath My Wings Composer(s): Larry Henley; Jeff Silbar Performer(s): Bette Midler; and various other artists
It must have been cold there in my shadow To never have sunlight on your face You were content to let me shine, that's your way You always walked a step behind So I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength A beautiful face without a name, for so long A beautiful smile to hide the pain
Did you ever know that you're my hero And everything I would like to be If I can fly higher than an eagle You are the wind beneath my wings It might have appeared to go unnoticed but I've got it all here in my heart I want you to know I know the truth Of course I know it I would be nothing with out you
Fly, fly, fly away You let me fly so high Oh, fly, fly So high against the sky So high I almost touch the sky Thank you, thank you, thank God for you The wind beneath my wings
Alla Mia Età Composer(s): Rossi - Robifer Performer(s): Rita Pavone
Alla mia età si incomincia a capir l'amore si incomincia a cercar con chi poter sognar... Alla mia età si finisce così di giocar si incomincia pian piano a parlar con la voce del cuor... Anche per me è arrivata così questa età ho capito cos'è la realtà di un pensiero d'amor... Alla mia età si incomincia a capir l'amore si incomincia a cercar con chi poter sognar...
Alla Fiera Dell'est Composer(s): Angelo Branduardi Performer(s): Angelo Branduardi
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò E venne il gatto, che si mangiò il topo, che al mercato mio padre comprò Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il cane, che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne l'acqua che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E venne il macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E l'angelo della morte, sul macellaio, che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua che spense il fuoco, che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane che morse il gatto, che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò E infine il Signore, sull'angelo della morte, sul macellaio che uccise il toro, che bevve l'acqua, che spense il fuoco che bruciò il bastone, che picchiò il cane, che morse il gatto che si mangiò il topo che al mercato mio padre comprò
Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi, un topolino mio padre comprò
All You've Got Is Money Composer(s): Mark Farner Performer(s): Grand Funk Railroad
I cant tell ya how to run your life To get along with one another Everybody knows whats wrong and whats right But, you cant trust your own brother, yeah
Everybody wants to be your friend All the chicks, they call you honey But dont trust them till the very end cause all theyre after is your money
All they want is all your money All theyre after is your money ... is your money All they want is All your money All they want is ...
Dont it scare ya When they take such good care of ya And all youve got is money? Before they fool ya Please, let me school ya All youve got is money
Win Your Love (For Me) Composer(s): Sam Cooke Performer(s): Sam Cooke; and various other artists
Wo oh oh oh little girl, how happy I would be If some miracle could win your love for me
Chorus: Wo oh oh oh little girl, how happy I would be If some miracle could win your love for me Win your love for me Win your love for me Wo oh oh oh wo win your love for me
Many's the day I've longed for you, to hold you in my arms Many's the night I've cried for you, for your many charms If you'd only come to me, my heart wouldn't be full of sorrow But now all I can do is hope & pray that you'll come to me tomorrow
(chorus)
To me you are so beautiful, beautiful as a song And whenever I look at you, my heart beat like a tom-tom If you'd only come to me, this torch I wouldn't have to carry And if everything goes right, to the church we will go to marry
