Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Ana, La Dulce Composer(s): Miguel Mateos Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Dulce Ana, con tan sólo 16 Dulce Ana, tiempo de burlar la ley Oh oh oh, no hay escuela esta mañana no hay caricias en la cama Sólo tu dulce cara contra la ventana y digo oh oh oh Descalza en el corredor papá y mamá no hacen más el amor por eso quién tiró la naranja contra el pizarrón
Dulce Ana, rock`n roll en un cassette Dulce Ana, un espejo y tu sostén Oh, oh, oh Papá golpeando en la mesa su puño vuelca la cerveza sobre un dibujo obsceno en tu cuaderno bueno y digo oh oh oh saliste corriendo a la calle llevando tiza de color y dibujaste en el muro un sol, un tren y el rostro de la felicidad
Ah..! Ana adónde vas toda pintada y ese vestido Ah..! Ana a qué hora llegas quién es el tipo del clarinete?
Oh oh oh un bolsón y una manzana un amigo en la ventana Janis Joplin y Mozart abriendo la cama y digo oh oh oh la nena está dejando casa hagan algo por favor una puerta cerró un sol, un tren y el rostro de la felicidad
Dulce Ana, dulce Ana por eso quién tiró la naranja contra el pizarrón Dulce Ana, dulce Ana un sol, un tren y el rostro de la felicidad
Dancing Bear Composer(s): John Phillips Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas; Avalon Rising; Broceliande
I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep All black from head to foot From climbing in them chimneys And cleaning out that soot With a broom and ladder and pail The darkened walls I scale And far..and high... I see a patch of sky
I'd rather be the gypsy (I'd rather be the gypsy) Whose camped at the edge of town (Camped at the edge of town) The one who has the dancing bear That follows him around And he lifts his big foot up He puts his big foot down And bows...and twirls... And dances `round and `round
I found I was a cabin boy last night as I did dream Bound upon a magic ship for a land I'd never seen And the moon she filled our sails And the stars they steered out course And on our bow there was a golden horse
The queen eats fruit and candy; the bishop nuts and cheese And when I am a grown man, I'll taste just what I please The honey from the bee, the shellfish from the sea The earth, the wind, a girl, someone to share these things with me
I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep... (I'd rather be the gypsy ...) (I dreamed I was a cabin boy ...)
Stuck On You Composer(s): Ray Stevens Performer(s): Ray Stevens
Well it all started back About a week or two I bought this instant Wonder Glue I'd seen it work on TV and I just had to try me some
Well when I got home I spilled the stuff And I reached for a towel to wipe it up And that towel stuck to my hand like another thumb
And as if that wasn't trouble enough Here come Rover chasing Fluff
And that cat jumped up And stuck right to my knee
(He doesn't have a knee!)
Well I reached down to hold the dog away And I touched his ear and that's where my hand stayed And he lit out a yelping dragging the cat and me
Well running through the house We knocked the bird cage down
And the parakeet got loose and was flying all around And finally landed and stuck to the top of my head
And I was tryin' to be careful, but I just wasn't able And we were stickin' to ashtrays, lamps n tables And I was wishin' that I had bought a roll Of Duct Tape instead
Well I finally fell exhausted into a chair And then you came in and found me there With the bird on my head and my hand on the dog And the cat stuck to my knee
And you said the scene looked Heaven sent that I looked like a man perfectly content A regular St. Francis of Asissi And before I could stop you You laid a big kiss on me
Now Honey, I'm stuck on you Yes I'm stuck on you I'm stuck to the dog And stuck to the cat And stuck to the parakeet too
Ever since I bought that tube of Instant Wonder Glue Everything has stuck on me And now I'm stuck on you
Well I got to thinkin' sittin' there that day How did they make that stuff anyway I mean there must be workers Stuck all over the factory
I bet there's shoes on the floor and shirts on the walls And hat's on the ceiling and all up and down the halls Why just gettin' this stuff in the tube Has got to be a miracle to see
Now if we could ever make it to the telephone And get the paramedics out to our home Maybe they could surgically remove you and the dog And the cat and the parakeet
And as soon as we're all healed up enough We're gonna sneak into the plant where they make that stuff And for revenge we'll put instant Wonder Glue On all their toilet seats
Hee Hee Hee ...
Until then I'm stuck on you Yes I'm stuck on you I'm stuck to the dog And stuck to the cat And stuck to the parakeet too
Ever since I bought that tube of Instant Wonder Glue Everything has stuck on me and now I'm stuck on you Ohhh, I'm stuck on you, yes I'm stuck on you I'm stuck to the dog and stuck to the cat And stuck to the parakeet too
Ever since I bought that tube of Instant Wonder Glue Everything has stuck on me and now I'm stuck on you
Als De Zon Schijnt Composer(s): R. Ortolani; M. Franc; André van Duin Performer(s): André van Duin
Als ie boven aan de hemel staat is 't net of alles beter gaat Alles ziet er anders uit als de zon schijnt Iedereen komt uit z'n winterslaap door die mooie rooie koperen knaap Alles ziet er anders uit als de zon schijnt Niemand is zich meer van kwaad bewust, alle narigheid wordt uitgeblust O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt En de allergrootste pessimist wordt een veelgevraagde humorist O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt
Heel de wereld is een bloemtapijt, en de buurvrouw een mooie meid Alles ziet er anders uit als de zon schijnt Zilveren vogels vliegen door de lucht, ieder drama wordt een dolle klucht Alles ziet er anders uit als de zon schijnt Alle ziekenhuizen raken leeg, en de bakkersvrouw rolt door het deeg O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt Ja, de wereld krijgt een nieuwe kleur, overal hangt zo'n zalig, zoete geur O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt
O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt En terrasjes zitten overvol, alle mensen raken uit hun bol O wat is het leven fijn in de zon Als de zon er toch niet was geweest was er nooit een reden voor een feest O wat is het leven fijn als de zon schijnt
Ana De Amsterdam Composer(s): Chico Buarque - Rey Guerra Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Sou Ana do dique e das docas Da compra, da venda, da troca de pernas Dos braços, das bocas, do lixo, dos bichos, das fichas Sou Ana das loucas Até amanhã Sou Ana Da cama, da cana, fulana, bacana Sou Ana de Amsterdam
Eu cruzei um oceano Na esperança de casar Fiz mil bocas pra Solano Fui beijada por Gaspar
Sou Ana de cabo a tenente Sou Ana de toda patente, das Índias Sou Ana do oriente, ocidente, acidente, gelada Sou Ana, obrigada Até amanhã, sou Ana Do cabo, do raso, do rabo, dos ratos Sou Ana de Amsterdam
Arrisquei muita braçada Na esperança de outro mar Hoje sou carta marcada Hoje sou jogo de azar
Sou Ana de vinte minutos Sou Ana da brasa dos brutos na coxa Que apaga charutos Sou Ana dos dentes rangendo E dos olhos enxutos Até amanhã, sou Ana Das marcas, das macas, da vacas, das pratas Sou Ana de Amsterdam
Dancing Barefoot Composer(s): Ivan Kral; Patti Smith Originally performed by: Patti Smith Covered by various other artists
She is benediction She is addicted to thee She is the root connection She is connecting with he
Here I go and I don't know why I fell so ceaselessly Could it be he's taking over me...
Chorus: I'm dancing barefoot Heading for a spin Some strange music draws me in Makes me come on like some heroin/e
She is sublimation She is the essence of thee She is concentrating on He, who is chosen by she
Here I go and I don't know why I spin so ceaselessly Could it be he's taking over me...
(Chorus)
She is re-creation She, intoxicated by thee She has the slow sensation that He is levitating with she...
Here I go and I don't know why I spin so ceaselessly Could it be he's taking over me...
(Chorus)
(Oh God I fell for you)
The plot of our lives sweats in the dark like a face The mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself Grave visitations What is it that calls to us? Why must we pray screaming? Why must not death be redefined? We shut our eyes and we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass An afixiation a fix on anything The line of life the limb of a tree The hands of he and the promise that she is blessed among women
Ana Ariki Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Cuenta la leyenda que una noche sin estrellas Ana Ariki de la isla se marchó y le dijo a Tongaroki espera volveré algún día volveré
Tongaroki, como un loco, corre por la playa de Anakena tras la huella que ella le dejó al partir Tongaroki sabe que ella nunca volverá que otro mundo fue a buscar
Ana Ariki volverá, Ana Ariki por el mar Make Make la traerá a la isla llegará Ana Ariki hokiro mai Ana Ariki aroto i te vai Make Make e mauro mai qui Rapa Nui tu uro mai
Con sus manos rudas y con materia del volcán una figura de piedra le construyó porque todo el tiempo las piedras pueden esperar pero no un corazón
Y una tarde de invierno sólo se le vio alejarse entre las olas como persiguiendo al sol y en la isla queda una silueta sin hablar cuerpo de piedra ojos de sal
Ana Ariki volverá, Ana Ariki por el mar Make Make la traerá a la isla llegará Ana Ariki hokiro mai Ana Ariki aroto i te vai Make Make e mauro mai qui Rapa Nui tu uro mai
Dancin' Shoes Composer(s): Carl Storie Performer(s): Nigel Olsson
Too many long converstaions And no one is hearing a word Just trying to escape the frustrations Till a song in the night can be heard
Put on your dancin' shoes Throw out those one night blues Here's one to love and to chance For a spin on that wheel of romance
Too slow to unriddle all your problems Too lonely for someone to care Long, lonely silence keeps haunting Till the song in the night finds you there
Put on your dancin' shoes Throw out those one night blues And here's one to love and to chance For a spin on that wheel Spin on that wheel Spin on that wheel of romance
A face like an angel, she's waiting She smiles and looks over at you You yearn for this situation Now finally your dreams have come true
Put on your dancin' shoes Sweep her away with you 'Cause here's one to love and to share Caught on that wheel Caught on that wheel Caught on that wheel of romance
Put on your dancin' shoes Put on your dancin' shoes Sweep her away with you Put on your dancin' shoes Sweep her away with you You, you, oh, you
Put on your dancin' shoes Put on your dancin' shoes
An Old Straw Hat From the film "Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm" (1938) Composer(s): Harry Revel - Mack Gordon Performer(s): Shirley Temple; Bunny Berigan & His Orch.; Maria Muldaur
What is all this dizzy busy hustling for People running helter-skelter on their way What is all this hazy crazy bustling for No time to notice it's a sunny day
Why don't you take a vacation Looks like you've got to have relaxation Aw, come on, forget your troubles for a while Why don't you try to feel like I do
If I had one wish to make This is the wish I would choose I'd want an old straw hat A suit of overalls And a worn out pair of shoes
Just let me roam around Laughing at big city blues With an old straw hat A suit of overalls And a worn out pair of shoes
Howdy, Mister Brown Ho-hum! Goin' fishin'? Hope you get a bite Howdy Mister Jones! Ho-hum! How's about a hay ride Saturday night?
Sing hi-ho the merri-o What've you got, what've you got to lose Get an old straw hat A suit of overalls And a worn out pair of shoes
Dancin' Party French Title: Comme L'été Dernier Composer(s): Barry Mann; Dave Appell First release by: Chubby Checker - 1962 Covered by various other artists
Everybody say Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah Oh Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah Are you ready Yeah
Let's have a ball at the hall tonight (Do this girl 'til the early bright) Make a scene with the record machine At the dancin' party tonight
Come on let's fly, mashed potatoes too Watusi girls at the dances do Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out At the dancin' party tonight
Cause summer time is party time And everything's alright Cause everyone is feelin' fine And every night is Saturday night yeah
Mess around, Bristol Stompin; too Pony now like it's all brand new Any dance that you wanna do At the dancin' party tonight Yeah let's go now, come on
Come on let's fly, mashed potatoes too Watusi girls at the dances do Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out At the dancin' party tonight
Cause summer time is party time And everything's alright Cause everyone is feelin' fine And every night is Saturday night yeah
(Babycake let's shake and shake) Jump and stomp till the ceiling breaks Have no fear, cause the gang's all here At the twistin' party tonight
Is little sis here - Yeah Is Dee Dee here - Yeah Are the Orlons here - Yeah Are the Dreamlovers here - Yeah Are get yourselves down, go ahead...
An Old Log Cabin For Sale Composer(s): J.W. Payte Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Marvin Gaster
While strolling along in the country Reviewing the scenes new and old I found an old-fashioned log cabin So beautiful there to behold; A stranger was standing in silence His eyes firmly fixed on the door My heart ached (in pity) or (and pitied) to see him For these were the words that it bore
And the sign read "An old cabin for sale An old oaken bucket and well" F'he returns, just keep a log on the fire And a light burning bright in the dell Many years an old couple did patiently look
(so patiently looked) For their boy whose last promise did fail Now the old rockin' chair will be rocking no more There's an old log cabin for sale
A welcome I read on the floor mat An old braided rug by the door The hands of an angel had made it With many a prayer prayed before In an old rockin' chair, long she waited For one glimpse of him how she yearned And now he was standing in silence Too late, yes, too late he'd returned
And the sign read "An old cabin for sale An old oaken bucket and well" F'he returns, just keep a log on the fire And a light burning bright in the dell Many years an old couple did patiently look
Just an Old Fashioned Love Song ((aka An Old Fashioned Love Song (by Three Dog Night) - 1971)) Composer(s): Paul Williams First release by: Paul Williams - 1971 Covered by multiple other artists
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio And wrapped around the music is the sound Of someone promising they'll never go You swear you've heard it before As it slowly rambles on and on No need in bringin' `em back, `Cause they're never really gone
Just an old-fashioned love song One I'm sure they wrote for you and me Just an old-fashioned love song Comin' down in 3-part harmony
To weave our dreams upon and listen to each evening When the lights are low To underscore our love affair With tenderness and feeling that we've come to know You swear you've heard it before As it slowly rambles on and on and No need in bringin' `em back, `Cause they're never really gone
Just an old-fashioned love song Comin' down in 3-part harmony Just an old-fashioned love song One I'm sure they wrote for you and me Just an old-fashioned love song Comin' down in 3-part harmony Just an old-fashioned love song One I'm sure they wrote for you and me
To weave our dreams upon and listening to a song ...
Dancin' Fool Composer(s): Burton Cummings; Domenic Troiano Performer(s): The Guess Who
It was a Saturday night without a whole lot shakin' Ooh my ooh my I was bored I had my best duds on it was a chance worth takin' somehow I was still ignored
Been too long since I been shy and lonely Ooh, but that's okay Need some gal to be my one and only Ooh
I got a wink and a smile from a flashy filly Ooh my ooh my she looked grand She said "I like your style now don't go actin' silly" Ooh my ooh she held my hand
Never thought that I could shake and grove it Now I'm a Dancin' Fool Dug my feet 'cause they could really move it Ooh
She got the message across and me and her got kissin' Ooh my ooh my havin' fun I know that this is the thing that I been really missin' One more dance has just begun
No more time for feelin' shy and lonely Now I'm a Dancin' Fool Found some gal to be my one and only Ooh I'm a Dancin' Fool
Been too long since I been shy and lonely Now I'm a Dancin' Fool (I'm a dancin' fool I'm a dancer)
An Old English Dream Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid Performer(s): Procol Harum
They say this fair city has ten thousand souls Some live in mansions And some live in holes Some eat from silver And some eat from gold Some sift through garbage And sleep in the cold
I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars I saw a deep river all choked up with cars A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream An old English church yard and an old English dream
Once we had a country And thought it so fair If you look through the mirror You can still find it there But now our great country Is broken and torn And all of its promise And liberties worn
I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars I saw a deep river all choked up with cars A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream An old English church yard and an old English dream
I saw a great plain in winter All covered in snow Ten thousand soldiers That marched to and fro I saw a broken down building With ten thousand doors But none of them open And none of them yours
I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars I saw a deep river all choked up with cars A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream An old English church yard and an old English dream
An Jenem Tag Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky Performer(s): Dalida - 1968
Versions In Other Languages: 1962 - Those Were The Days (The Limeliters) 1968 - Le Temps Des Fleurs (Dalida) 1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti) 1968 - De Glade År (by Gitte Hænning) 1993 - Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag (Sandra Kim) 1993 - Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort (Sandra Kim)
Es war so ein Tag wie jeder andere und doch mir schien daß er ganz anders war denn du und ich wir gingen durch den Frühling und ringsum war die Welt so wunderbar
An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei
La, la...
Und der Sommer kam ins Lamd gezogen und es war ein langer heißer Tag doch für mich ist er so schnell verflogen als ich mit dir im Grase lag
An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei
La, la...
Und es wurde Herbst licht sind die Bäume und mir blieb der Blumen welker Rest verweht sind mit dem Wind auch unsere Träume und keiner von uns beiden hielt sie fest
An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei
La, la...
Es war so ein Tag wie jeder andere und doch ich weiß es gibt ihn niemals mehr denn für alles was wir heut versäumen gibt es morgen keine Wiederkehr
An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht da war die Zeit für uns schon längst vorbei
Dancer With Bruised Knees Composer(s): Anna McGarrigle Performer(s): Kate & Anna McGarrigle
When I first knew her she was a dancer She'd leap (confidently) Knowing that should she fall It would be into the arms of her partner She never failed to get a curtain call
For years we had been one with the stars A Pas de Deux of reknown I'd leap and he'd catch me on the fly And gently he'd put me down
The heights that I reached were dangerous And I saw my partner strain And felt when I had landed His strength was on the wane
Back before my knees were blue Backs broke bending in a step for two
For years we had been one with the stars A Pas de Deux of reknown I'd leap and he'd catch me on the fly But once I came crashing down
Now I'm a weaver Wall-hangings if you please In everyone I feature A dancer with bruised knees
