Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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At The Balalaika Composer(s): George Forrest - Eric Maschwitz - Simon Posford - Herbert Stothart - Robert B. Wright Performer(s): Nelson Eddy & Jeanette Macdonald and multiple other artists
When the melancholy shadows fall My heart is melancholy too Then I hear the Balalaika's call And life is gay and bright and new
At the Balalaika Where there is magic in the sparkling wine And mellow music in the candles' shine I have a rendezvous! At the Balalaika Who knows what ecstasy tonight may bring What lovely melody my heart may sing Before the night is through I hear a violin, a haunting gypsy violin And when it sighs its strangely tender song I know that I belong At the Balalaika Oh let me linger there till break of day Where hearts are young and balalaikas play I have a rendezvous!
At the Balalaika Oh let me linger there till break of day Where hearts are young and balalaikas play I have a rendezvous!
Doesn't Anybody Stay Together Anymore?
Composer(s): Phil Collins - Daryl Stuermer
Performer(s): Phil Collins; Paul D'Adamo
You keep on walking so you don't fall down It's the same old story You keep on hiding so you can't be found It's the same old story Oh but I know you, you're the one who ran You know why, it's because you can, oh It's alright, cos I don't mind I'm just trying to help, but I wonder why Doesn't anybody stay together anymore I wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore My friends keep falling and they can't get up It's the same old story Well one says white and the other one black It's the same old story And I don't know why you keep emotions walled up Your heart's on your sleeve, but your sleeve is rolled up But it's alright, cos I don't mind I'm just trying to help, but I wonder why Doesn't anybody stay together anymore I wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore Things can change, from a misunderstanding Nobody talks, nobody hears, oh oh oh Makes me wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore Oh I wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore You keep on looking for that higher ground It's the same old story Your glass is empty and the chips are down It's the same old story But I don't know why, your emotions walled up Your heart's on your sleeve, but your sleeve is rolled up But it's alright, cos I don't mind I'm just trying to help, but I wonder why Doesn't anybody stay together anymore I wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore Oh I wonder why, doesn't anybody stay together anymore
At Seventeen ((French Version: 17 Ans (by Claude François) - 1975)) Composer(s): Janis Ian First release by: Janis Ian - 1975
I learned the truth at seventeen That love was meant for beauty queens In high school girls with clear skinned smiles Who married young and then retired The valentines I never knew The Friday night charades of youth Were spent on one more beautiful At seventeen I learned the truth And those of us with ravaged faces Lacking in the social graces Desperately remained at home Inventing lovers on the phone Who called to say come dance with me And murmured vague obscenities It isn't all it seems At seventeen
A brown eyed girl in hand me downs Whose name I never could pronounce Said, Pity please the ones who serve They only get what they deserve And the rich relationed hometown queen Married into what she needs A guarantee of company And haven for the elderly Remember those who win the game Lose the love they sought to gain Indebentures of quality And dubious integrity Their small town eyes will gape at you in dull surprise when payment due Exceeds accounts received At seventeen
To those of us who knew the pain Of valentines that never came And those whose names were never called When choosing sides for basketball It was long ago and far away The world was younger than today And dreams were all they gave for free To ugly duckling girls like me We all play the game and when we dare To cheat ourselves at solitaire Inventing lovers on the phone Repenting other lives unknown That call and say, come dance with me And murmur vague obscenities At ugly girls like me At seventeen
17 Ans ((Adapted from: At Seventeen (by Janis Ian) - 1975)) Composer(s): Janis Ian - Frank Thomas Performer(s): Claude François - 1975
J'ai eu moi aussi dix-sept ans Le monde n'était pas différent Certains n'avaient rien à gagner Des places leur étaient réservées L'été ils avaient la villa L'auto que leur prêtait papa Leur mère leur donnait plein d'argent Certains ont tout à dix-sept ans
Moi on ne me connaissait pas Les autres avaient tous un' vespa Quand j'allais Pour me baigner Avec mon chien sur la jetée Ils me poursuivaient en riant Je revenais les coudes en sang Le courage ça s'apprend À dix-sept ans
J'allais au collège français J'étais dans l'équipe de relais Toujours le troisième coureur Je n'ai jamais reçu de fleurs Je détachais dans des revues Tout' celles qui étaient moitié nues J'ai fait l'amour solitairement Où est la honte À dix-sept ans
Dans les rues de la haute ville J'ai vu mon destin difficile Je devais Pour arriver Serrer les poings bien des années Lançant des pierres contre le vent J'ai fait des rêves de géant Je suis devenu fort À dix-sept ans
Alors la rage me prenait dans le cur Et j'étais fils d'ambassadeur J'inventais oui mais j'étais Bien reçu et considéré J'étais trahi en peu de temps Et l'on riait à mes dépens Alors j'ai tout compris À dix-sept ans
J'ai eu moi aussi dix-sept ans Un' fille s'en souvient sûrement Sans me demander qui j'étais La première fois ell' m'a aimé J'ai eu moi aussi dix-sept ans Mais qu'ils sont loin mes dix-sept ans
Does Your Mama Know About Me?
Composer(s): Tommy Chong - Tom Baird
Performer(s): Bobby Taylor & The Vancouvers
and multiple other artists
(Does your mama know about me? Does she know just what I am? Will she turn her back on me) Or accept me as a man?
And what about your Dad? Did you think of what he'll say? Will he be understanding Or does he think the usual way?
Maybe I shouldn't worry But I've been through this before And I'd like to get things straight Before I'm knocking on your door
(Does your mama know about me? Does she know just what I am? If she says forget about me) Do you think you'd understand?
And what about your friends? Do you care what people say? Will you accept the burdons I know will surely come your way?
Maybe I shouldn't worry But I've been through this before And I'd like to get things straight Before I'm knocking on your door
(Does your mama know about me? Does she know just what I am? Will she turn her back on me?) Or accept me as a man?
We've got to stand tall Can't stumble or crawl We've got to be strong For love that's so right Can't be wrong And every day I see it grow And I don't want to let it go I guess that's why I gotta know
(Does your mama know about me? Does your mama know about me? Does your mama know about me? Does your mama know about me? Does your mama know about me?)
Are You With Me Baby Composer(s): Billy Burnette - Rafe Van Hoy Performer(s): Billy Burnette
Life's too short to go too long like this Forget where you came from or came here with Let's talk some serious business Like just one kiss from your sweet lips
Are you with me baby We're waistin' precous time Are you with me baby Then put your little hand in mine We're burning moonlight baby Please don't let me down Are you with me now
Don't wanna make a scene, Don't wanna cause a big fuss I got a little feeling 'bout the two of us My heart's beatin' hard and it's about to bust Let's leave this party in a cloud of dust?
Are you with me baby We're waistin' precous time Are you with me baby Then put your little hand in mine We're burning moonlight baby Please don't let me down Are you with me now
As far as I can see we got an open road It can go on forever if we choose to go It's not a dream if you believe it's so There's just one thing that I need to know?
Does Your Heart Beat For Me?
Composer(s): Arnold Johnson - Russ Morgan - Mitchell Parish
Performer(s): Russ Morgan
and multiple other artists
Tho` we said goodbye When the moon was high Does your heart beat for me I wonder if I still linger In your memory When you hear my name Is the thrill the same As it once used to be When you`re lonesome, my sweetheart Does your heart beat for me When you hear my name Hear my name Is the thrill the same Thrill the same As it once used to be When you`re lonesome, my sweetheart Does your heart beat for me
Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?
Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?
((Adapted from: Does The Spearmint Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight? (Ernest Hare & Billy Jones) - 1924))
Composer(s): Marty Bloom - Ernest Breuer - Billy Rose
Performer(s): Lonnie Donegan - 1958
and multiple other artists
Oh me oh my oh you
Whatever shall I do?
Hallelujah, the question is peculiar
I'd give a lot of dough
If only I could know
The answer to my question
Is it yes or is it no?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
If your mother says don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
Can you catch it on your tonsils, can you heave it left and right?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Here comes a blushing bride
The groom is by her side
Up to the altar, just as steady as Gibraltar
The groom has got the ring
And it's such a pretty thing
But as he slips it on her finger
The choir begins to sing
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
If your mother says don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
Can you catch it on your tonsils, can you heave it left and right?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Now the nation rise as one
To send their wanted son
Up to the White House, yes, the nation's only White House
To voice their discontent
Unto the Pres-I-dent
The bonny burning question, What has swept this continent?
If tin whistles are made of tin, what do they make fog horns out of?
(Boom! Boom!)
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
If your mother says don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
Can you catch it on your tonsils, can you heave it left and right?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
On the bedpost overnight
(Hello there, I love you and the one who holds you tight!)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sat'day night!
On the bedpost overnight
(A dollar is a dollar and a dime is a dime!)
He'd sing another chorus but he hasn't got the time!
On the bedpost overnight, yeah!
At My Front Door Composer(s): John C. Moore - Ewart B. Abner First release by: The El Dorados - 1955
Crazy little mama come knocking, knocking at my front door door door Crazy little mama come knocking, knocking at my front door Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before Woke up this morning with a feeling of despair lookin for my baby and she wasn't there Heard someone knocking and much to my surprise There stood my baby looking in my eyes Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before If you got a little mama and ya want to keep her neat Keep your little mama off my street Same thing will happen like it did before She'll come knock, knock, knocking atmy door Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before If you got a little mama and ya want to keep her neat Keep your little mama off my street Same thing will happen like it did before She'll come knock, knock, knocking atmy door Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before Crazy little mama come knocking, knocking at my front door door door Crazy little mama come knocking, knocking at my front door Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before
If you got a little mama and ya want to keep her neat Keep your little mama off my street Same thing will happen like it did before She'll come knock, knock, knocking atmy door Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before Yi yi yi yi yi yi Crazy little mama come knock, knock, knocking, just like she did before Oh oh oh oh oooooooooo
Does The Spearmint Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?
Does The Spearmint Lose Its Flavor On The Bedpost Overnight?
Composer(s): Marty Bloom - Ernest Breur - Billy Rose
Performer(s): Ernest Hare & Billy Jones
and multiple other artists
Oh me, oh my, oh you, I don't know what to do Hallelujah, the question is peculiar It's got me on the go, I'd give a lot of dough If someone here would tell me, is it yes or is it no?
Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? If you chew it in the morning, will it be too hard to bite? Can't you see I'm going crazy, won't somebody put me right? Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
The nation rose as one and sent its favourite son To the White House, this mighty country's lighthouse Before the President, he said that "I've been sent To solve the burning question that involves the continenet"
Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? Would you use it on your collar when your button's not in sight? Put your hand beneath your feet and you will find it there alright Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? If your teacher tells you not to chew it, swallow it for spite Could you grab it with your tonsils and then swing it left and right? Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Here comes a blushing bride, the groom right by her side To the altar, as steady as Gibraltar The bridegroom has the ring, it's such a pretty thing He puts it on her finger and the choir begins to sing
Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? Always place it on your napkin if you want to be polite Could you get a job as typist if you couldn't do it right? Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight? Well, it'd make a fellow shut up when he's trying to recite Would you give it to your parrot if he isn't cursing right? Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
At Long Last Love Composer(s): Cole Porter First performance/First release by: Clifton Webb/Larry Clinton & His Orch. - 1938 Covered by multiple other artists
I'm so in love, and though it gives me joy intense I can't decipher, if I'm a lifer Or if it's just a first offense I'm so in love, I've no sense of values at all Is this a playtime affair of Maytime Or is it a windfall?
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock? Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock? Is it a cocktail this feeling of joy Or is what I feel the real McCoy? Is it for all time, or simply a lark? Is it Granada I see or only Asbury Park? Is it a fancy not worth thinking of Or is it at long last love?
Does My Ring Hurt Your Finger?
Composer(s): Jan Crutchfield
First recording/First release by: Country Charley Pride - 1967
Does my ring hurt your finger When you go out at night?
Does my ring hurt your finger When you go out at night? When I bought it for you, darlin' It seemed to be just right Should I take it to the jeweller So it won't fit so tight? Does my ring hurt your finger When you go out at night?
Did you enjoy yourself last night, dear? How was the show? You know that I don't mind it, when you go I understand some times we all need time alone But why do you always leave your ring at home?
Does my ring hurt your finger When your away from me? I'm so proud when you wear it For all the world to see Should I take it to the jeweller So it won't fit so tight? Does my ring hurt your finger When you go out at night?
Does my ring hurt your finger When you go out at night?
At Last! I'm In First With You Composer(s): Country Washburne Performer(s): Spike Jones
Oh I'm first at last, I've always been behind before You never used to have me on your mind before I thought I'd always be just a lonely little me But at last I'm first with you
Well I guess I must have waited `bout a hundred years And I was aggravated by a thousand fears I really never felt that your little heart would melt But at last I'm first with you
Well I was sorta scared that you wouldn't be prepared That you weren't through runnin' round Just imagine my surprise when I looked into your eyes And you promised me that we would settle down
And though we're over newly-wed as spooners go Way out in some suburban honeymooners' glow Where I can hold you tight every mornin', noon and night `Cos at last I'm first with you
And though we're over newly-wed as spooners go Way out in some suburban honeymooners' glow Where I can hold you tight every mornin', noon and night `Cos at last I'm first with you
At last I'm first I'm first at last At last I'm first with you
Does It Really Happen?
Composer(s): Geoffrey Downes - Trevor Horn - Steve Howe - Chris Squire - Alan White
Performer(s): Yes
That's what you say
Does it really happen to you
Does that explain
This is the season for this display
To take a look
In time to move together
Time is the measure before it's begun
Slips away like running water
Live for the pleasure, live by the gun
Heritage for son and daughter
Down to the slaughter up for the fun
Up for anything
Could this be true
Does it ever happen to you
And can you prove
That wheels go 'round in reason
You take a step
In time
To move together
Time is the measure before it's begun
Slips away like running water
Live for the pleasure, live by the gun
Heritage for son and daughter
Down to the slaughter up for the fun
Up for anything
You walk, the way
You take, the path
To be, assured
You make, a graph
The scale, you use
Is all, on black
Be brave, the weight
Will make, the heat
There is, no way
To take-it back
Time is the measure before it's begun
Slips away like running water
Live for the pleasure, live by the gun
Heritage for son and daughter
Down to the slaughter up for the fun
Up for anything
At Last! At Last!
((Adapted from: L'âme Des Poètes (Charles Trenet) - 1951))
((Dutch Version: Heel Lang (Jo Leemans) - 1971))
Composer(s): Charles Trenet - F. Miles
Performer(s): Lee Lawrence
and multiple other artists
At last, at last you're in my arms You're in my arms where you should be Not a dream, warm and real Close to me
At last, at last you're mine to love You're mine to love forever more Mine top hold Mine to be living for
Kiss me and say you always will stay For come what may My darling right or wrong This is where you belong This is where you belong
At last, at last you're all my own And all my lonely days are past Mine to hold, mine to love Here at last
Kiss me and say you always will stay For come what may My darling right or wrong This is where you belong Mine to hold, mine to love Here at last
Does An Elephant Love Peanuts? Composer(s): James F. Hanley Performer(s): Eddie Cantor
You ask me if I love you Do I? Don't I? Same old question twenty times a day I swear by stars above you... Do I? Don't I? You're not convinced? Here's all that I can say
Does an elephant love peanuts? Does he? Does a goldfish love a bowl? Does an ostrich love to stand while His head's down in a sandpile? Does a hotdog love a roll? Does a bumblebee love honey? Does he? Does an oyster love a stew? When it comes to table manners Does a monkey love bananas? If he does, then, baby, I love you
Does a horsefly love the horses? Does he? Does a squirrel love a nut? Does a bold gorilla thrill a Shy romantic miss gorilla? Does a hobo love a mutt? Does a tomcat love a back fence? Does he? Does a cow just love to moo? Does a rooster's cock-a-doodle Make a hen go off her noodle? If he does, then baby, I love you
Do mosquitos love a fat man? Do they? Does a piggy love to squeal? Does a goose love to meander When she's found a proper gander? Has an eel got sex appeal? Does a big giraffe love necking? Does he? Does a dove just love to coo? Does a herring feel quite tickled Just as soon as he gets pickled? If he does, then baby, I love you!
