Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Le Jour De Mes 4 Saisons Composer(s): Marcel Amont - Jacques Revaux Performer(s): Marcel Amont
Le jour de mes seize printemps Tandis qu'au loin battait la fête Nous volions sur nos bicyclettes Et nous riions à pleines dents Le jour de mes seize printemps Je n'étais guère entreprenant Mais prenais l'allure distraite Quand je fumais les cigarettes Des veinards qui avaient vingt ans L'air faraud je faisais semblant De cacher des passes secrètes Quand je taquinais Marinette Le jour de mes seize printemps
Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés Ma fille souffla mes chandelles Ma mère souriait auprès d'elle Ma femme éclatait de beauté Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés Je voyais au fond de leurs yeux Tant d'amour et de joie tranquille Que les tumultes de la vie Me berçaient comme un chant heureux J'avais les tempes argentées Il se dessinait quelques rides Mais le ciel était tout limpide Le jour de mes trente-cinq étés
Le jour de mes soixante automnes Je me disais mon vieux gamin T'as fait les trois quart du chemin C'est l'heure des souvenirs qui sonne Le jour de mes soixante automnes Le poids de deux fois trente années Me rendra-t-il sexagénaire Aurai-je l'art d'être grand-père Saurai-je parler au passé Le temps fuit et n'oublie personne Mes vingt printemps c'était hier Le temps reflue comme une mer Le jour de mes soixante automnes J'essaierai d'oublier l'hiver!
Billy Composer(s): Justin Hayward Performer(s): Justin Hayward
Billy left home one morning, he walked right out the Door He said goodbye to his former life, and he never came Back no more Oh billy... there's anger in your heart Oh billy... there's madness in your eyes
He took his favourite handgun, with his rifle he felt Free He cleaned them all the night before, he was armed as He could be Oh billy... there s anger in your heart Oh billy... there's sadness in your eyes
'cos it's a sad world, where there's no-one Who can reach out, to the source of your pain Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world When only peace comes, at the end of a gun Whoa.. oh
He found the tallest building, like a bird's nest in the Sky He shed a tear as he took his aim, at the people passing By Oh billy... there's anger in your heart Oh billy... there's sadness in your eyes
Well it's a sad world, where there's no-one Who can reach out, to the source of your pain Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world When only peace comes, at the end of a gun Whoa... oh
Before he pulled the trigger, he knelt as if to pray And at the top of the church he will never be found Since he took his life that day Oh billy... there's anger in your heart Ah billy... there's sadness in your eyes
'cos it's a sad world, where there's no one Who can reach out, to the source of your pain Yes it's a sad world, such a sad sad world When only peace comes, at the end of a gun Yes it's a sad world, when there's no-one Who can hold you when you just need to cry And it's a sad sad world when there's no-one Who would care if, if you live or you die And it's a sad world, such a sad sad world It's a sad world
Le Jouet Extraordinaire (Zip! Bap! Brrr!) ((Adapted from: The Marvelous Toy (by Tom Paxton) - 1962)) Composer(s): Tom Paxton - Vline Buggy - Claude François Performer(s): Claude François - 1966 and multiple other artists
Quand j'étais un petit garçon, plein de vie et de joie Un jour que j'étais très gentil, mon père me rapporta Un jouet extraordinaire, avec de gros yeux verts Je l'ai pris dans mes bras mais quand je l'ai posé par terre
Il faisait "Zip" quand il roulait "Bap" quand il tournait "Brrr" quand il marchait Je ne sais pas ce que c'était Et je crois que je ne le saurai jamais
Tout étonné la première fois, quand je l'ai retourné J'ai vu qu'il avait sur le ventre deux gros boutons dorés J'ai poussé l'un et l'autre après, puis les ai tirés tous les deux Mais quand je l'ai reposé par terre, j'ai ouvert de grands yeux
Il marcha comme un militaire, tout à coup il s'assit Il passa sous une chaise et puis, soudain disparut sous le lit J'ai pleuré tandis que mon père, lui, riait aux éclats Car en me retournant, je vis le jouet qui était derrière moi
Les années ont passé trop vite, et justement hier Dans le grenier j'ai retrouvé ce jouet extraordinaire J'ai appelé mon petit garçon, et le lui ai offert Il était vieux et tout rouillé, mais quand on l'a posé par terre
Il faisait "Zip" quand il roulait "Bap" quand il tournait "Brrr" quand il marchait Je ne sais pas ce que c'était Et je crois que je ne le saurai jamais
The Marvelous Toy ((French Version: Le Jouet Extraordinaire (Zip! Bap! Brrr!) (by Claude François) - 1966)) Composer(s): Tom Paxton First release by: Tom Paxton - 1962 Covered by multiple other artists
When I was just a wee little lad Full of health and joy My father homeward came one night And gave to me a toy A wonder to behold it was With many colors bright And the moment I laid eyes on it It became my heart's delight
It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped "Whirrr" when it stood still I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will
The first time that I picked it up I had a big surprise 'Cause right on the bottom were two big buttons That looked like big green eyes I first pushed one and then the other, Then I twisted its lid And when I set it down again, here is what it did
It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped "Whirrr" when it stood still I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will
It first marched left, and then marched right And then marched under a chair And when I looked where it had gone It wasn't even there I started to cry, but my daddy laughed 'Cause he knew that I would find When I turned around my marvelous toy Would be chugging from behind
It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped "Whirrr" when it stood still I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will
The years have gone by too quickly it seems I have my own little boy And yesterday I gave to him My marvelous little toy His eyes nearly popped right out of his head And he gave a squeal of glee! Neither one of us knows just what it is But he loves it just like me!
It still goes ...
It went "Zip" when it moved and "Pop" when it stopped "Whirrr" when it stood still I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will
Bills, Bills And More Bills Composer(s): Willie Dixon Performer(s): Koko Taylor; Carla Olson
I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills, bills, bills and more bills And when you think your bills are through Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills for my car, I got bills for my clothes If I don't pay soon I'm gonna be outdoors Bills for my min, I got bills for my shoes So many bills, I don't know what to do I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills, bills, bills and more bills And when you think your bill sare through Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Went to my friend the other day I said I can't do a thing, I got bills to pay A bill for my furniture, I got a bill for my gas A bill for my light, how long can it last? I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills, bills, bills and more bills And when you think your bill sare through Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you I got bills, bills, bills and more bills
Bill for my watch, I got bill for my ring So many bills I can't do a thing A bill for my man, I got bills for my honey I can't get income upon my alimony I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills, bills, bills and more bills And when you think your bill sare through Uncle Sam is right there waitin' on you I got bills, bills, bills and more bills Bills, bills, bills and more bills I got bills Bills I got bills, bills, bills...
It's A Freezing In El Paso Composer(s): Billy Joe Shaver Performer(s): Bobby Bare
I can hear the footsteps walkin' by my bedside Lord she's leavin' I can smell her perfume driftin' through my room If I try to make her stay I'd know she couldn't even hear me Might as well be on the darkside of the Moon 'Cause it's freezin' in El Paso in the summer All the sweet things here are dyin' on the vine Wish that woman could have took it when the hard times came around Wish her winter hadn't spoil my summertime
So when her plane takes off for Memphis I'll be sittin' in some tavern I'll be washin' out the corners of my mind When she's in the wild blue yonder I'll be feedin' that old jukebox Playin' every happy song that I can find 'Cause it's freezin' in El Paso...
Billion Dollar Babies Composer(s): Michael Bruce; Alice Cooper; Neal Smith Performer(s): Alice Cooper and various other artists
Billion dollar baby Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel Grimy as an alley Loves me like no other lover
Billion dollar baby Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby
We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky If I'm too rough, tell me I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands
Yeah, billion dollar baby I got you in the dime store No other little girl could ever hold you Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby Billion dollar baby Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe Foaming' like dog that's been infected by the rabies
We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky If I'm too rough, tell me I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands
Million dollar baby Billion dollar baby Trillion dollar baby Zillion dollar baby
47 Miles (To The Georgia Line) Composer(s): Jack Blanchard - Misty Morgan Performer(s): Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan
The sun's comin' up behind a cloud, I hope it doesn't rain Somewhere near I can hear the rumble of a train I drove all night, but that's all right, I'll soon be feelin' fine I'm only forty-seven Miles from the Georgia line
Up above the trees the birds all head for warmer weather They don't know the warm love glow when we get back together I cried all night, but that's all right, you made it just in time You're only forty-seven miles from the Georgia line
We're a little bit wiser, a little bit older Now we know that life without love is a whole lot colder Been a long time comin' home, can't wait till I get you alone There's only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line
The sun is gone behind a cloud, the sky is turning gray I've been saving all my love for this rainy day I'll be watchin' for you at the door, beneath the Georgia pines There's only forty-seven miles to the Georgia line
Le Jazz Hot Composer(s): Henry Mancini - Leslie Bricusse Performer(s): Julie Andrews
Victoria: 'Bout twenty years ago way down in New Orleans A group of fellers found a new kind of music And they decided to call it...jazz No other sound has what this music has Before they knew it, it was whizzin' 'round the world The world was ready for a blue kind of music And now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz Oh, baby, won't you play me "Le Jazz Hot" maybe And don't ever let it end I tell ya, friends, it's really something to hear I can't sit still when there's that rhythm near me Also, baby, "Le Jazz Hot" may be What's holdin' my soul together Don't know whether it's morning or night Only know it's sounding right So come on in an' play me "Le Jazz Hot", baby 'Cos I love my Jazz... Hot! All Before they knew it, it was whizzin' 'round the world The world was ready for a blue kind of music
Victoria: And now they play it from Steamboat Springs to La Paz! When you play me "Le Jazz hot", baby You're holding my soul together Don't know whether it's morning or night Only know it's sounding right So come on in an' play me "Le Jazz Hot", baby 'Cos I love my Jazz...Hot! Love... Jazz... Hoooooooooooooot! "Le Jazz Hot!"
Billie's Blues Composer(s): Billie Holiday Performer(s): Billie Holiday and various other artists
I love my man I'm a liar if I say I don't I love my man I'm a liar if I say I don't But I'll quit my man I'm a liar if I say I won't
I've been your slave, baby Ever since I've been your babe I've been your slave Ever since I've been your babe But before I'll be your dog I'll see you in your grave
My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Would'nt give me no dinner Squawked about me supper then he put me outdoors Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long way to go
I ain't good-looking And my hair ain't curled I ain't good-looking And my hair ain't curled But my mother, she gave me something That's gonna tear me through this world
Some men like me 'cause I'm happy Some 'cause I'm happy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me "Billie, Baby you're built for speed" If you put that all together It makes me everything a good man needs
Le Jazz Est Revenu Composer(s): Charles Aznavour Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Un certain temps aux oubliettes Sauf pour quelques fanas têtus Le voilà parti bille en tête Le jazz est revenu
Il avait bâti son histoire Sans publicité superflue Pour revivre ses jours de gloire Le jazz est revenu
Soudain les sceptiques s'inquiètent Il n'est donc pas échec et mat Puisque aussi les jeunes se mettent Au scat
Bien des musicos réapprennent A jouer cool et détendu C'est comme un nouveau phénomène Le jazz est revenu
Bousculé par la concurrence On pensait son temps révolu Quand sortant de l'indifférence Le jazz est revenu
Il a connu les controverses Ses détracteurs sont confondus Car les déserts ça se traverse Le jazz est revenu
Chérie suis moi pour un voyage Tout prés de la gare du Nord Ou ça bastonne et déménage A mort
Allez viens ne sois pas bégueule Tu sortiras convaincue On va en prendre plein la gueule Le jazz est revenu
Fini les galères et l'exode Fini les disques invendus Dans le vent, de toutes les modes Le jazz est revenu
Et voilà qu'on le catéchise On le sanctifie doux Jésus Dans les sacro-sainte églises Le jazz est revenu
C'est la musique qui m'inspire De Frank à Ray d'Ella à Bing Et combien d'autres dont j'admire Le swing
Sur tout les coins de la planète Parés de toute les vertus Il prend part à toutes les fêtes Il anime même la rue Connu et reconnu Le jazz Le jazz est revenu
Billie Jean Composer(s): Michael Jackson Originally performed by: Michael Jackson Covered by various other artists
She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one Who will dance on the floor in the round She said I am the one will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one Who will dance on the floor in the round
People always told me be careful of what you do And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me be careful of who you love And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth
Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For forty days and forty nights The law was on her side But who can stand when she's in demand Her schemes and plans 'Cause we danced on the floor in the round So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice (Do think twice)
She told my baby we'd danced till three, then she looked at me Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!) 'Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby
People always told me be careful of what you do And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts She came and stood right by me Then the smell of sweet perfume This happened much too soon She called me to her room
Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son She says I am the one
Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is Billie Jean is Billie Jean is
Not my lover Not my lover Not my lover Not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl) Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl) Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl) Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is not my lover Billie Jean is not my lover
Le Jardin Du Luxembourg Composer(s): Claude Lemesle - Vito Pallavicini Performer(s): Joe Dassin - Dominique Poulain - Julian Dash
Le jardin du Luxembourg Ça fait longtemps que je n'y étais pas venu Il y a des enfants qui courent et des feuilles qui tombent Il y a des étudiants qui rêvent qu'ils ont fini leurs études Et des professeurs qui rêvent qu'ils les commencent Il y a des amoureux qui remontent discrètement Le tapis roux que l'automne a deroulé devant eux Et puis il y a moi, je suis seul, j'ai un peu froid
Encore un jour sans amour Encore un jour de ma vie Le Luxembourg a vieilli Est-ce que c'est lui? Est-ce que c'est moi? Je ne sais pas
Encore un jour sans soleil Encore un jour qui s'enfuit Vers le sommeil, vers l'oubli Une étincelle évanouie
Là où cet enfant passe, je suis passé Il suit un peu la trace que j'ai laissée Mes bateaux jouent encore sur le bassin Si les années sont mortes Les souvenirs se portent bien
Encore un jour sans amour Encore un jour de la vie Un jour de pluie qui s'en va Un jour de pluie loin de toi
Tu me disais que tu m'aimais Je te croyais, tu me mentais C'était trop beau pour être bien Je suis partie chercher plus loin
Je te disais que je t'aimais Et j'y croyais et c'était vrai Tu étais tout, tout est fini Tu es partie, tu es partout
Moi, je suis presque bien Ma vie continue Je vais comme elle vient Mais si tu m'appelais Tu verrais comme rien ne change
Moi, je suis presque bien La vie continue Je vais comme elle vient Mais si tu m'appelais Tu verrais comme rien ne change
Moins loin dans l'avenir Y a-t-il un chemin pour nous reunir?
Viens, viens n'importe quand Je t'attends ma dernière chance
Je voulais réussir dans ma vie Et j'ai tout réussi, sauf ma vie J'avais en moi un grain de folie Qui n'a pas poussé, qui n'a pas pris Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ma vie Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ta vie
Je voulais que tu vives ma vie Et toi, tu voulais vivre ta vie J'avais en moi un grain de beauté Que j'ai laissé germer à côté Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ta vie Dis-moi, c'que j'ai fait de ma vie
Encore un jour sans amour Encore un jour de la vie Un jour de pluie qui s'en va Un jour de pluie loin de toi
Toute une vie pour ta vie L'éternité pour un jour Je donne tout pour un rien Pour te revoir faire un détour Par le jardin du Luxembourg
Toute une vie pour ta vie L'éternité pour un jour Pour un sourire, un regard Pour le délire d'un espoir
Je vais creuser la tombe de mon passé Je vais courir le monde pour te trouver Je vais briser la glace qui nous sépare Voir le bonheur en face dans ton miroir
La vie ne vaut la peine qu'à travers toi Tous mes chemins me mènent où tu iras Tous les chemins du monde vont vers ta vie Vers la lumière de ta vie ...
Bill Grogan's Goat (Traditional) Performer(s): Cedarmont Kids Singers
There was a man (There was a man) Now please take note (Now please take note) There was a man (There was a man) Who had a goat (Who had a goat)
He loved that goat (He loved that goat) Indeed he did (Indeed he did) He loved that goat (He loved that goat) Just like a kid (Just like a kid)
One day that goat (One day that goat) Felt frisk and fine (Felt frisk and fine) Ate three red shirts (Ate three red shirts) Right off the line (Right off the line)
The man, he grabbed (The man, he grabbed) Him by the back (Him by the back) And tied him to (And tied him to) A railroad track (A railroad track)
Now, when that train (Now, when that train) Hove into sight (Hove into sight) That goat grew pale (That goat grew pale) And green with fright (And green with fright)
He heaved a sigh (He heaved a sigh) As if in pain (As if in pain) Coughed up those shirts (Coughed up those shirts) And flagged the train! (And flagged the train!)
Le Jardin Composer(s): Jacques Prévert - Joseph Kosma Performer(s): Yves Montand; Simone Signoret
Des milliers et de milliers d'années Ne sauraient suffire Pour dire La petite seconde d'éternité Où tu m'as embrassé Où je t'ai embrassé Un matin dans la lumière de l'hiver Au parc Montsouris à Paris À Paris Sur la terre La terre qui est un astre
Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home Composer(s): Hughie Cannon
On one summer's day, the sun was shining fine The lady love of old Bill Bailey was hanging clothes on the line In her back yard, and weeping hard She married a B & O brakeman that took and throw'd her down Bellering like a prune-fed calf with a big gang hanging 'round And to that crowd she yelled out loud
Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? She moans the whole day long I'll do the cooking darling, I'll pay the rent I knows I've done you wrong Member that rainy eve that I drove you out With nothing but a fine tooth comb? I know I'se to blame; well ain't that a shame? Bill Bailey won't you please come home?
Bill drove by that door in an automobile A great big diamond coach and footman, hear that big wench squeal "He's all alone," I heard her groan She hollered through that door, "Bill Bailey is you sore? Stop a minute; won't you listen to me? Won't I see you no more?" Bill winked his eye, as he heard her cry
Won't you come home Bill Bailey, won't you come home? She moans the whole day long I'll do the cooking darling, I'll pay the rent I knows I've done you wrong Member that rainy eve that I drove you out With nothing but a fine tooth comb? I know I'se to blame; well ain't that a shame? Bill Bailey won't you please come home?
Edelweiss ((Adapted from: Edelweiss (English Version) (Theodore Bikel and Mary Martin) - 1959))
((Danish Version: Edelweiss (Danish Version) - 1966))
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Oscar Hammerstein
Edelweiß, Edelweiß Du grüßt mich jeden Morgen Sehe ich dich Freue ich mich Und vergess' meine Sorgen Schmücke das Heimatland Schön und weiß Blühest wie die Sterne Edelweiß, Edelweiß Ach, ich hab dich so gerne
Bike Composer(s): Syd Barrett Performer(s): Pink Floyd; Harvette; Television Personalities
I've got a bike You can ride it if you like It's got a basket, a bell that rings And things to make it look good I'd give it to you if I could But I borrowed it
You're the kind of girl That fits in with my world I'll give you anything Everything if you want things
I've got a cloak It's a bit of a joke There's a tear up the front, it's red and black I've had it for months If you think it could look good Then I guess it should
You're the kind of girl That fits in with my world I'll give you anything Everything if you want things
I know a mouse And he hasn't got a house I don't know why I call him Gerald He's getting rather old But he's a good mouse
You're the kind of girl That fits in with my world I'll give you anything Everything if you want things
I've got a clan Of gingerbread men Here a man, there a man Lots of gingerbread men Take a couple if you wish They're on the dish
You're the kind of girl That fits in with my world I'll give you anything Everything if you want things
I know a room Of musical tunes Some rhyme, some ching Most of them are clockwork Let's go into the other room And make them work
