Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Alligator Man Composer(s): Floyd Chance - Jimmy Newman First release by: Jimmy Newman - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
Mosquitos buzzin' round my head Spanish moss for my bed I sail them sea dried land cause I'm an alligator man I hunt the gator all night long sell his hidin' then I'm gone I pick all the bells I can they love the alligator man This country is my home from this place I'll never roam I'm the leader of the clan I'm the alligator man When I bring my hides to town all the people gather round They just want to shake the hand of the top gator man
Some people search this world for fame but fightin' gators is my game See the scars on my hand I'm the alligator man Top gator man until I die if I marry by and by A pretty belle from the clan I'll still be top gator man This country is my home... I'm the alligator man I'm the alligator man I'm the alligator man
Winners Composer(s): Joe Raposo Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
Here's to the winners - lift up the glasses Here's to the glory still to be Here's to the battle, whatever it's for To ask the best of ourselves, then give much more
Here's to the heroes - those who move mountains Here's to the miracles they make us see Here's to all brothers - here's to all people Here's to the winners all of us can be
Here's to the heroes - those who move mountains Here's to the miracles they make us see Here's to all brothers - here's to all people Here's to the winners all of us can be
Alligator Composer(s): Robert Hunter - Phil Lesh - Ron "Pigpen" McKernan Performer(s): The Grateful Dead
Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun Sleepin' by the river just like he usually done Call for his whisky He can call for his tea Call all he wanta but he can't call me
Oh no I been there before and I'm not comin' back around there no more
Creepy alligator comin' all around the bend Talkin' bout the times when we was mutual friends I check my mem'ry I check it quick yes I will I check it runnin' some old kind of trick
Oh no well I been there before and I ain't a comin' back around there no more no I'm not
Hung up waitin' for a windy day Hung up waitin' for a windy day Tear down the Fillmore Gas the Avalon
Ridin' down the river in an old canoe a bunch of bugs and an old tennis shoe out of the river all ugly and green the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen teeth big and pointed and his eyes were buggin' out contact the union, put the beggars to route screamin' and yellin' and lickin' his chops he never runs he just stumbles and hops just out of prison on six dollars bail mumblin at bitches and waggin' his tail
Alligator runnin' round my door Alligator runnin' round my door Alligator runnin' round my door Alligator runnin' round my door
Alligator creepin' round the corner of my cabin door He's comin' round to bother me some more
Before My Time Composer(s): Dave Dudley Performer(s): Dave Dudley
Yes I know that I'm about to lose you 'Cause someone else is always on your mind Why must I have to give you up and give my heart up too For a love that came along before my time You say with me you think you've made a big mistake Well good luck I hope your ending turns out fine It's gonna hurt a long long time That's the price I'll pay For a love that came along before my time Well please don't blame me if I stay in love with you And while I'm alone, if I pretend that you're still mine I can stand my loneliness if I know you're not blue With a love that came along before my time With a love that came along before my time
Wings Composer(s): Tim Buckley Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Although you've spoken many times before A sight of birth he leaves you by a door And now you know he doesn't understand And all you need is the warmth of his hand
And if he'd smile your loving blood would dance One silent kiss leaves you in a trance And now you know you cannot live alone But you will find your future is unknown One day the questions rise On wings of chance you fly
And on that day your laughs and tears will die And fall as free as seabirds climb the skies And you will love when love comes your way And when it comes there's nothing more to say And now you know he doesn't understand And now you know you don't need his hand One day the questions die On wings of chance you fly
Artificial Rose Composer(s): Tom T. Hall Performer(s): Jimmy C. Newman; Dave Dudley
The little waitress wore an artificial rose I met her in a truckstop long ago She brought my coffee with a smile and then sat down And we started talking bout my wanderin' round
I recall the night I gave her that red rose Just a little joke between us I suppose But she laughed and tucked it in her golden hair And from that day on she always wore it there
Never blooms never grows artificial rose
As time went out I got to know her well Grew to love her but I knew I couldn't tell About the other woman farther down the line But she trusted me, said I was not that kind
Never blooms never grows artificial rose
One night when I had traveled many miles I pulled in and thought I'd see her loving smile But she only left a package tied in red And inside a little tear stained note that read
She said I've found out now I return to you This rose that I've been wearing like a fool May your life be cold and lonely as can be Like this artificial rose you gave to me
Allez Vaï Marseille Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Marseille mon ami Dès l'entrée à l'école Avec toi j'ai appris Que l'on a rien pour rien Entre les coups de coeurs Et ceux pris dans la gueule Vaincu ou bien vainqueur J'ai trouvé mon chemin Marseille mes amours Un peu tendre un peu brute Tu as pétri mes jour Et chassé mes complexes En me jetant tout cru Dans les bras de tes putes Qu'ont le coeur et le cul Comme la porte d'Aix
Allez vaï Marseille À l'ombre ou au soleil Bois ton pastis et chante Ces refrains de Scotto Qui t'habillaient si bien Allez vaï Marseille Va donner des conseils Aux joueurs de pétanque Parle fort, parle haut Et conteste le point Prends la voix de César Prends le ton de Panisse Et que Dieu te bénisse De mentir avec art Allez vaï Marseille Ton ciel est sans pareil Et ta mer abusive Qui vient lécher tes rives S'étirant au soleil
Marseille tu trafiques Et vis de contrebande Tu joues avec les flics T'aimes les armes à feu Tu te veux Chicago Mais tu as le coeur tendre Le plus mauvais mélo Te met les larmes aux yeux Marseille lâche-moi Moi qui connais tes failles Tu ne me trompes pas Quand tu joues les malfrats Ne fais pas le malin Je sors de tes entrailles J'ai tété à ton sein Et j'ai joui dans tes bras
Allez vaï Marseille A l'ombre ou au soleil Bois ton pastis et chante Ces refrains de Scotto Qui t'habillaient si bien Allez vaï Marseille Va donner des conseils Aux joueurs de pétanque Parle fort, parle haut Et conteste le point Mais à l'heure où l'amour Tel un vent de Provence Mi-léger, mi-violent Vient perturber tes jours Allez vaï Marseille Va courtisez Mireille Elle t'attend brûlante Et fais-lui des enfants Qui auront ton accent Marseille
Alleen Is Maar Alleen English Title: Lost Without Your Love Performer(s): Rob de Nijs
Daar sta je dan alleen Vrienden zeggen me, je komt er wel doorheen Sinds je wegging weet ik niet meer wat ik doe Ik leef niet meer, ik ben moe Maar wat doet het er nog toe Ik slaap haast niet meer 's nachts Elke morgen naar kantoor om kwart voor acht 's avonds eten uit de diepvries, kant en klaar De hond een brok tartaar Mijn god was jij hier maar
Want alleen is maar alleen Ik kan niet leven met die stilte om mij heen Waar ik ga of waar ik sta of waar ik ben Op straat of in de tram Ik hoor overal je stem En doof ik 's nachts het licht Dan droom ik dat je naast me ligt
Okay, je bent nu vrij Maar ben je echt zoveel vrijer dan bij mij? Ook met hem wordt het leven op den duur een sleur En wijst hij je dan de deur Dan sta jij alleen
Want alleen is maar alleen Soms vertel ik het de mensen om me heen Kom terug voordat mijn wereld is vergaan Ik smeek je, kijk mij aan Wat heb ik je misdaan Nee, hou je maar stil Ik voel nu wel dat jij me nooit meer wil
There's a man in the funny papers we all know (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) He lives 'way back a long time ago (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) He don't eat nothin' but a bear cat stew (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Well, this cat's name is-a Alley-Oop (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He got a chauffeur that's a genuwine dinosawruh (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) And he can knuckle your head before you count to fawruh (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
He got a big ugly club and a head fulla hairuh (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Like great big lions and grizzly bearuhs (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) (Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive (Alley-Oop) Wearin' clothes from a wildcat's hide (Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive (Look at that cave man go!!)
He rides thru the jungle tearin' limbs offa trees (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Knockin' great big monstahs dead on their knees (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) The cats don't bug him cuz they know bettah (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Cuz he's a mean motah scootah and a bad go-gettah (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) (Alley-Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive (Alley-Oop) Wears clothes from a wildcat's hide (Alley-Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive (Look at that cave man go!!)
Thair he goes, (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Look at that cave man go (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) He sure is hip ain't he (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Like what's happening (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) He's too much (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Ride, Daddy, ride (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Hi-yo dinosawruh (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Ride, Daddy, ride (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Get 'em, man (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop) Like--hipsville (Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
The night is young and love is new The night will dring me close to you The music playing sweet My heart will skip a beat
To hold you in my arms tonight Will fill my heart with great delight Tonight's a night for love It's love that I'm thinking of
Wine brings the rosiest glow Wine makes your troubles all go Wine warms the night desire Exciting your mind with its fire Then for spice, women really are nice Soft music will melt the ice
Wine, loving women and song You try it, you'll never go wrong Find wine exciting and women inviting Your troubles, like bubbles Will vanish in song Music and dancing, and wine and romancing You might as well smile, you only live a while
Time is so fleeting, all problems repeating You'll find yourself greeting Each day with a frown If you would beat it, a few things are needed Just wine and fine women and a little song
Life's a game we must play Ev'ry day of the year Might as well play the game With the best of good cheer
Vintage wine brings relief From the cares of the day Play it smart, cares depart With a sparkling glass of wine
Glasses up, glasses up Here's to happiness Drink a toast, drink a toast Drink to loveliness
Glasses up, live it up, now Before time has flown Gaily laugh, Gaily sing Let your voices ring You will find, sips of wine Will contentment bring
Now's the time Nothing can go wrong Here's to wine, women and song
Wine Me Up Composer(s): Faron Young; Billy Deaton Performer(s): Gary Allan; and various other artists
I'm the center of attention in this bar room 'Cause I've got the biggest heartache of the year And each night those swingin` doors reach out to me and draw me in 'Cause they know each night that I'll be back to wine me up again
Chorus: Wine me up turn me on and watch me cry for you Lately drinkin` warm red wine is all I want to do I never know how tight I'll wine me up 'til I walk in I don't care cause I'll be back to wine me up again
I'd like to thank the folks who raise the grapes way up in California And I'm hopin this will be their biggest year 'Cause scarlet waters all that's left to keep me hangin on That's why I'll try to wine me up each day and night next year
Alles Kan Een Mens Gelukkig Maken Performer(s): René Froger
Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom Geen idee, geen benul wat de smaak van honger is Als ik geen zin heb om te koken Dan loop ik even naar de markt voor een moot gebakken vis Als ik morgen geen zin heb om te werken Dan stel ik al het werk tot overmorgen uit En als de kleuren van m'n huis me irriteren Dan vraag ik of de buurman 't vandaag nog overspuit
Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Ik kan niet zeggen dat ik iets tekort kom Geen idee, geen benul wat gebrek aan liefde is Vandaag kocht ik m'n derde videorecorder Van nu af aan is er dus geen proggramma dat ik mis M'n vader en m'n moeder zijn nog allebei in leven Dankzij hun heb ik een fijne jeugd gehad En voordat jij en ik vanavond vroeg onder de wol gaan Gaan we met z'n tweeën drie keer uitgebreid in bad
Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken Een zingende merel, de geur van de zee Ja alles, alles kan een mens gelukkig maken De zon die doorbreekt, een vers kopje thee
Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was Een eigen huis Een plek onder de zon En altijd iemand in de buurt Die van me houden kon Toch wou ik dat ik net iets vaker Iets vaker simpelweg gelukkig was
Wine Into Water Composer(s): T. Graham Brown; Bruce Burch; Ted Hewitt Performer(s): T. Graham Brown; and various other artists
You've heard a multitude of prayers on my behalf I pray that one more is not too much to ask I've tried to fight this battle by myself But it's a war that I can't win without your help
Chorus: To-night I'm as low as any man can go I'm down and I can't fall much farther And once upon a time you turned the water into wine Now on my knees I'm turning to you father Could you help me turn the wine back into water
So many times I've hurt the ones I love I pushed them to the edge of giving up They've stood by me but how much can they stand If I don't put this bottle in you hands
Chorus: To-night I'm as low as any man can go I'm down and I can't fall much farther And once upon a time you turned the water into wine Now on my knees I'm turning to you father Could you help me turn the wine back into water
I shook my fist at heaven for all the hell that I've been through Now I'm beggin' for forgiveness and a miracle from you, cause To-night I'm as low as any man can go I'm down and I can't fall much farther And once upon a time you turned the water into wine Now on my knees I'm turning to you father Could you help me turn the wine back into water Could you help me turn the wine back into water
Es schwingt sich ein die, die Monarchie Die Kais'rin sie zeigt, ihr Knie wie nie Das Kerzenlicht ein, Spiegel verbricht's Außer der Krone, der Krone trägt sie nichts - Die Tiefs im Hoch, im überwieg'n Alles beim Alten von Alt-Wien bis hin nach Neu-Berlin - Großberlin
Laß' ihre Hand Deinem Herzen sieg'n Die Positionen bleiben streng verschieg'n Alles Im Liegen
Mit Puls im Bauch am Am inner - Blues schwer drauf - Die Zeremonienmeisterin klärt Dich auf - Ihre Hände - Messen dann dem Mann Unter Bandagen - Das Low-light Psychoprogramm - Die Diagnose dann -
Suburban Partisan
Aber wann?
Wird ihre Hand Nur Dein Herz besieg'n? Und was SIE hergibt Wird DIR wann verziehn? Verlebt vom Leben, hat's auch alles schon gegeben Vom Leben, was ist blieb'm?
Windy Night Composer(s): Chris de Burgh Performer(s): Chris de Burgh
When the angry sky, opens up its mouth And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south Close your windows and close all your doors And pray for those men who fall upon rocky shores
And when the hungry road, points its finger at your heart And say "Stranger follow me, I will show you where to start" Well don't make a move, to the left or the right, or them Hounds are gonna get you, send you running, screaming through The stormy night
And one windy night, a flickering light caught the eye of a passing angel as she was in flight she came to the door, and there she saw a young soldier crying as he lay dying from a wound of war
Then that angel of the Lord, took the form of a girl And knelt by the boy and said "I will help you to that other world Oh rest your weary soul, lay your head upon my shoulder Press your trembling hand in mine until the night is over For that Devil wants you, but you are a soldier and with a friend by your side there's no need to hide until the fight is over..." Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night
So if you need help, on a windy night be sure to leave a candle burning so a friend can see the light there may be a stranger come looking for you and it may be an angel of the Lord come to bring you better news
On a windy night... Na na na na oh Lord on this windy night... Oh hear me, hear me Lord oh Lord, on my windy night... Oh hear me Lord oh Lord on my windy night
