Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Le Jour Où Je Deviendrai Gros Composer(s): Jean Ferrat Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Séchez vos pleurs belles maîtresses Nous ne nous choquerons plus les os Voici venir des jours de liesse Voici venir l'amour nouveau Sur mes genoux comme à confesse Vous pourrez vous tenir au chaud
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
Plus s'agrandira ma bedaine Plus s'amoindrira mon cerveau Comme Jeanne filant la laine Entendait les voix du très haut Plût à vous vierges souveraines Que je ne sois qu'un peu dévot
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
Tous les soirs au café de France Devant mon troisième pernod À des notables d'importance Je réciterai mon crédo Que je suis fier de notre France De ses bourgeois et généraux
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
La rosette à la boutonnière Je saluerai bas le drapeau J'écouterai les légionnaires Chanter le temps du sable chaud En versant des larmes amères Sur nos colonies, les salauds
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
Le doute se glisse en mon âme Me met des frissons dans le dos C'est le régime que ma femme Voudra m'imposer illico Devrai-je vivre autant de drames Que je mangerai de perdreaux
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
Puisque contre moi tout se ligue Comment choisir entre deux maux Etre un semblant d'escartefigue Ou bien rester dedans ma peau Si je suis gras comme une figue Je serai con comme un pruneau
Le jour le jour le jour le jour Où je deviendrai gros
La Bonne Du Curé Composer(s): Charles Leval - Tont Montoya - Tony Roval Performer(s): Annie Cordy
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point C'est point commode d'être à la mode Quand on est bonn' du curé C'est pas facile d'avoir du style Quand on est un' fille comm' moié Entre la cure et les figures Des grenouilles de bénitier La vie est dure quand on aim' rigoler
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église J'peux point m'en empêcher Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point Je voudrais mettre un' mini jupette Et un corsage à trous trous Mais il parait que pour fair' la quête Ça ne se fait pas du tout Quand je veux faire un brin de causette Avec les gars du pays J'file en cachette derrièr' la sacristie
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église J'peux point m'en empêcher Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
J'voudrais bien mais j'peux point Quand c'est la fête j'en perds la tête J'voudrais ben aller danser J'voudrais monter en motocyclette Pour me prom'ner dans les prés Et qu'un beau gars me compte fleurette Avec des disqu's à succès Car les cantiques ça n'vaut pas Claude Françoué
Mais quand le diable qu'est un bon diable me tire par les pieds Ça me gratouille, ça me chatouille, ça me donn' des idées J'fais qu'des bêtises derrièr' l'église J'peux point m'en empêcher Dieu me pardonne j'suis la bonn' du curé
Billy Dee Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson Performer(s): Kris Kristofferson
Billy dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one Fooling with some foolish things he couldve left alone But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldnt name Driven towards the darkness by the devil in his veins All around the honky tonks, searching for a sign Gettin by on gettin high on women, words and wine Some folks called him crazy, lord, and others called him free But we just called us lucky for the love of billy dee
Busy goin his own way and speakin his own words Facin and forgettin every warnin that he heard Makin friends and takin any crazy chance he could Gettin busted for the bad times and believin in the good Billy took a beatin from a world he meant no harm The score was written in the scars up on his arm Some felt he was payin for the life he tried to lead But all we felt was sorry for our good friend billy dee
It may be his soul was bigger than a bodys oughta be Singin songs and bringin laughter to the likes of you and me Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find But it wasnt near as lonesome as the one he left behind Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel Reachin towards the needle, lord, that drove him down to hell Some folks called it suicide, others blame the speed But we all called it crucified when billy dee o.d.d
Billy Broke My Heart At Walgreens (I Cried All The Way To Sears)
Billy Broke My Heart At Walgreens (I Cried All The Way To Sears) Performer(s): Ruby Wright
(Pete Drake's "Talking Guitar" Billy broke my heart at Walgreens and I cried all the way to Sears)
Over a drink with those who think young I got the sad news While having lunch, Billy walked in Told me goodbye He wanted his ring back, for he told me There'd be no wedding this year Billy broke my heart at Walgreens And then I cried all the way to Sears
(Pete Drake's "Talking Guitar" Billy broke my heart at Walgreens and I cried all the way to Sears)
I hear my boss still laughin' at me But I don't blame him Silly of me for asking of him May I go home? Well this could be the funniest Heartbreak of the year Billy broke my heart at Walgreens And then I cried all the way to Sears
What made the pain more painful I hurt each step of the way Traffic lights and fears Weeped lots of tears, getting in my way I'd fall down, then I'd get up While slippin' on my tears Billy broke my heart at Walgreens And then I cried all the way to Sears
I'd fall down, then I'd get up While slippin' on my tears Billy broke my heart at Walgreens And then I cried all the way to Sears
Oh, where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Oh, where have you been, Charming Billy? I have been to seek a wife, she's the joy of my whole life But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Where does she live, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Oh, where does she live, Charming Billy? She lives on the hill, forty miles from the mill But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she bid you to come in, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Did she bid you to come in, Charming Billy? Yes, she bade me to come in, there's a dimple in her chin But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she take your hat, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Did she take your hat, Charming Billy? Yes, she took my hat and she threw it at the cat But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Did she set for you a chair, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Did she set for you a chair, Charming Billy? Yes, she set for me a chair, she has ringlets in her hair But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she cook and can she spin, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she cook and can she spin, Charming Billy? She can cook and she can spin, she can do most anything But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she bake a cherry pie, Charming Billy? She can bake a cherry pie, quick as a cat can wink her eye But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she make a feather bed, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she make a feather bed, Charming Billy? She can make a feather bed and put pillows at the head But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she make a pudding well, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she make a pudding well, Charming Billy? She can make a pudding well, I can tell it by the smell But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she milk a heifer calf, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she milk a heifer calf, Charming Billy? Yes, she can, and not miss the bucket more than half But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Is she often seen at church, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Is she often seen at church, Charming Billy? Yes, she's often seen at church, with her bonnet white as birch But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
And is she very tall, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? And is she very tall, Charming Billy? She's as tall as any pine, and as straight as a pumpkin vine But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Are her eyes very bright, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Are her eyes very bright, Charming Billy? Yes, her eyes are very bright, but alas, they're minus sight But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Can she sing a pretty song, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Can she sing a pretty song, Charming Billy? She can sing a pretty song, but she often sings it wrong But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
How old may she be, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? How old may she be, Charming Billy? Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Is she fit to be a wife, Billy Boy, Billy Boy? Is she fit to be a wife, Charming Billy? She's as fit to be a wife as a fork fits to a knife But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Billy Bayou Composer(s): Roger Miller Originally performed by: Jim Reeves Covered by various other artists
Back about eighteen hundred and some A Louisiana couple had a red-headed son No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe So they just called him Billy Bayou
Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days (A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)
Billy was a boy kinda big for his size Had red hair, freckles and big blue eyes Thirteen years from the day he was born Billy fought the battle of the Little Big Horn
Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days (A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)
One fine day Billy cried "HO HO" I can lick the feathers off of Gee-ron-imo He started off, the chief got mad This nearly ended our Louisiana lad
Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days (A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)
One day in eighteen seventy-eight A pretty girl walked through Bill's front gate He didn't know whether to stand there or run He wound up married cuz he didn't either one
Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go If you're walkin' on quicksand, walk slow Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say A pretty girl'll get you one of these days (A pretty girl'll get you one of these days)
Le Jour Du Retour ((aka Le Public Aime Ça (by Eddy Mitchell) - 1984)) ((Adapted from: San Antonio Rose - 1938/1939 (aka New San Antonio Rose - 1940)) ((Danish Version: Der Gror Ikke Mos På Rullesten (by Gustav Winckler) - 1977)) Composer(s): Bob Wills - Georges Aber - R. Revil Performer(s): Dalida - 1963
Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours Jusqu'à ton retour Depuis que tu m'as quitté Je ne pense plus Qu'au bonheur perdu Car je voudrais me marier
Mais j'espère enfin Que le printemps prochain J'aurai la joie de rêver Dans tes bras Si tu reviens Finis tous mes chagrins L'amour reprendra tous ses droits
Je lis dans ta lettre Chérie, attends-moi, parle-moi aussi de toi A bientôt peut-être? Et quand ce jour viendra Mon cur sera fou de joie
Car je ne dirai plus jamais Oui lorsque tu reviendras Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours Jusqu'à ton retour Car nous allons nous marier
Car je ne dirai plus jamais Oui lorsque tu reviendras Qu'ils sont longs, longs, longs les jours Jusqu'à ton retour Car nous allons nous marier Nous marier, nous marier!
Billy And Sue Composer(s): Mark Charron Performer(s): B.J. Thomas
This Is A Story About Billy And Sue They Were In Love As Any Other Two But Billy Had To Die And When You Hear The Reason Why You'll Hang Your Head And Cry
Billy And Sue Met The First Day Of School And Ever Since Lived By The Golden Rule When You Do Unto Others What You Wouldn't Want Done To You You'd Have To Be A Fool
Mutual Agreement Led To Love And Trust They Would Travel The Road To Marriage Or Bust But When Billy Was Old Enough To Take A Wife He Was Old Enough To Fight For His Country And His Way Of Life
Bridge- Sue's Letters Came Every Day Gave Him The Strength -to Show Him The Way To Fight For His Country And The Girl He Loved That's A Soldier's Only Fate
Then Billy Heard No --- Word From Sue He Was Worried Sick But What Could He Do The Bullets Were Flying As He Hugged The Ground And Back Home Sue Was Running Round
Billy Was Growing Less And Less Strong His Hope His Faith Was Almost Gone Then Like A Miracle A Letter Appeared Billy Tore The Letter Open And He Read Dear John
A Look Came Over Billy That Would Scare A Ghost Familiar Look Seen On Soldiers -- Coast To Coast Even Tho The Air Was Filled With Lead Billy Jumped Up They Shot Him Dead
Billy Was Buried In A Faraway Grave That Read For His Country -- His Life He Gave But The Epitaph -- Was Only A Part He Didn't Die From A Bullet But He Died From A Broken Heart
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
