Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Lizzie Borden Composer(s): Michael Brown Performer(s): Chad Mitchell Trio and multiple other artists
Yesterday in old Fall River, Mr. Andrew Borden died And they got his daughter Lizzie on a charge of homicide Some folks say she didn't do it others say of course she did But they all agree, Miss Lizzie B. was a problem kinda kid
'Cause you can't chop your papa up in Massachausettes Not even if it's planned as a surprise No, you can't chop your papa up in Massachausettes You know how neighbors love to criticize
Well, she got him on the sofa where he'd gone to take a snooze And I hope he went to heaven, 'cause he wasn't wearing shoes Lizzie kinda rearranged him with a hatchet so they say Then she got her mother in that same old fashioned way
But you can't chop your mama up in Massachausettes Not even if you're tired of her cuisine No can't chop your mama up in Massachausettes You know it's almost sure to cause a scene
Oh they really kept her hoppin on that busy afternoon With both down and upstairs hoppin while she hummed a ragtime tune They really made her hustle and when all was said and done She removed her mother's bustle when she wasn't wearing one
Now can't chop your mama up in Massachausettes And then blame all the damage on the mice No you can't chop your mama up in Massachausettes That sort of thing just isn't very nice
Now it wasn't done for pleasure and it wasn't done for spite And it wasn't done because the lady wasn't very bright She'd always done the slightest thing that mom and papa bid They said, "Lizzie, cut it out!" so that's exactly what she did!
But you can't chop your papa up in Massachausettes And then get dressed and go out for a walk No you can't chop your papa up in Massachausettes Massachausettes is a far cry from New York
Shut the door and lock and latch it - here comes Lizzie with a brand new hatchet!
Such a snob I heard it said, she met her pa and cut him dead!
Jump like a fish - jump like a porpoise, all join hands and habeas corpus!
C'est Bon La Vie
((Adapted from: The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) (Simon and Garfunkel) - 1966))
((Japanese Version: The 59th Street Bridge Song - Feelin' Groovy (Pizzicato Five) - 1985))
Composer(s): Paul Simon - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Nana Mouskouri - 1967
Doucement, ne bouscule pas Laisse-moi prolonger laube Et chanter nimporte quoi Vive la vie, que cest bon la vie Cest bon la vie, cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie Prends un taxi la route est longue Fais le plein pour le tour du monde Tu vas voir comme cest joli Dou bidou bi cest bon la vie Cest bon la vie, cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie Je nai rien à faire et pas de rendez-vous Je suis libre comme lair et prête à tout La folie serais de ne pas faire de folie Vive la vie, que cest bon la vie La la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la
Doucement, ne bouscule pas Laisse-moi prolonger laube Et chanter nimporte quoi Vive la vie, que cest bon la vie Cest bon la vie, cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie La la la la la la la Cest bon la vie
Lizzie And The Rainman Composer(s): Kenny O'Dell - Larry Henley Performer(s): Tanya Tucker; Bobby Goldsboro
He came riding in on the sunrise on a hot west Texas day A fancy man in a painted wagon with some fancy things to say Looks like you folks need some water Well, water is my game And for the small price of one hundred dollars I bet ya I can make it rain
Step back non-believers Or the rain will never come Someone start that fire a burning Somebody beat the drum He said some may think I'm crazy To make all these claims But I swear before this day is over You folks are gonna see some rain
They all just stood there staring Trying to believe But there was one named Lizzie Cooper Who said he was a lying cheat
She said you call yourself a rainman Well you ought'a be ashamed For starting all these people dreaming Thinking you can make it rain
Step back non-believers Or the rain will never come Someone keep that fire a burning Somebody beat the drum He said some may think I'm crazy For making all these claims But I swear before this day is over You folks are gonna see some rain
Hey Lizzie well a man's got to have a dream And if you can't walk on the inside with me I'll meet you in between Oh come with me Lizzie And the stars will write your name And if you still think I'm lying to you Looky there yonder there comes the rain
C'est Bon D'être Seul
Composer(s): Claude Moine - Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J' sais qu' les temps ont bien changé Que j' n'ai pas su me recycler Qu'il faut jouer d' l'ordinateur Qui s'en balance bien des rêveurs L'amour sur Internet A remplacé la couette On gagne du temps Mais plus d' sentiments Faut quand-même dire merci A ces grands moments d' la vie Où on s' sent seul Merci, merci, c'est bon d'être seul
J' sais remplir un cendrier Découvrir la vérité Dans un' bouteille entre amis Voir le jour quand la nuit finit Mais il faut s' mettre au CD-ROM S' parler par téléphone C'est important D' remuer du vent Faut quand-même dire merci A ces grands moments d' la vie Où on s' sent seul Merci, merci, c'est bon d'être seul
Je n'sors plus de chez moi J' suis dev'nu hypocondriaque Je m'méfie d' tout Et surtout D' la pollution d' la ville Qui m' tétanise, qui m' fragilise J'ai peur de tout J'ai besoin d'un gourou J' veux pas sortir armé Mes nerfs pourraient craquer Pour peu qu'on m' dise: Bonjour Et c'est "Pearl Harbor" en plein jour
Ça s'rait trop négligé Cinéma-vérité Peu important On en voit tout l'temps
Mais faut quand-même dire merci A ces grands moments d'la vie Où on se sent seul Merci, merci, c'est bon d'être seul
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((Adapted from: Ti Guarderò Nel Cuore (Riz Ortolani) - 1962))
Composer(s): Nino Oliviero - Riz Ortolani - Norman Newell
Performer(s): Kai Winding - 1963
and multiple other artists
More than the greatest love
The world has known
This is the love I'll give to you alone
More than the simple words I try to say
I only live to love you more each day
More than you'll ever know
My arms long to hold you so
My life will be in your keeping
Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping
Longer than always is a long, long time
But far beyond forever you'll be mine
I know I never lived before
And my heart is very sure
No one else could love you more
More than you'll ever know
My arms they long to hold you so
My life will be in your keeping
Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping
Longer than always is a long, long time
But far beyond forever you'll be mine
I know I never lived before
And my heart is very sure
No one else could love you more
Liza (All The Clouds'll Roll Away) Composer(s): George Gershwin - Gus Kahn - Ira Gershwin First performance/First recording/First release by: Nick Lucas & Ruby Keeler - 1929/Al Jolson & Orch. - 1929/Al Jolson & Orch. - 1929 Covered by multiple other artists
Liza, Liza, skies are grey But if you smile at me, all the clouds will roll away Liza, Liza, dont delay Come keep me company, and the clouds will roll away
See the honey moon is shining down We should make a date with Parson Brown So Liza, Liza, name the day When you belong to me, and the clouds will roll away
See the honey moon is shining down We should make a date with Parson Brown Liza, Liza, wont you name the day When you belong to me, and the clouds will roll away Liza
Le Petit Trottin (Simple Histoire) Composer(s): André Hornez - Henri Bourtayre Performer(s): Tohama
Sur le trottoir un petit trottin, trottait D'un air mutin par un matin d'été Au coin de la rue un beau garçon chantait Il lui sourit... Elle lui sourit... Et tout sourit Leurs deux sourires ayant coïncidé Il la suivit d'un petit pas décidé Comme il avait de la suite dans les idées Il dit: Bonjour Elle dit: Bonjour Ah! Quel beau jour Ce n'est pas très original Mais ça valait un grand discours Car un mot n'est jamais banal Quand on le dit avec amour Et puis, ensuite il lui a demandé Si on allait du côté d'Saint-Mandé? C'est un petit coin qu'on m'a recommandé Il dit: Tu viens? Elle dit: Je viens Ça tombait bien
Au bord de l'eau où des pêcheurs pêchaient Nos amoureux soudain se sont penchés Comme il pensait les choses qu'elle pensait Il l'enlaça Elle l'enlaça Et coetera Pendant ce temps l'eau du ruisseau coulait Sur chaque branche un oiseau roucoulait Et quand les fleurs fermèrent leurs volets Il dit: Toujours Elle dit: Toujours C'est beau l'amour Et puis au rendez-vous suivant Elle mit sa robe de taffetas Les oiseaux étaient tous présents Mais l'amoureux ne revint pas... Près de l'étang les saules pleureurs pleuraient Et sur la route qui semblait désolée Un petit trottin s'en revint tout seulet Si mon refrain N'finit pas bien Je n'y peux rien Car c'est la simple histoire du tout petit trottin
Moonshine Whiskey Composer(s): Van Morrison Performer(s): Van Morrison
Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Oh, she give me southern comfort Oh, she give me moonshine love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above
Here I am riding on a train Just about thunderballs down the line Just can't wait any longer See that little darling of mine See that little darling of mine
She's my Texas sweetheart Part from Arkansas Then we're dancing Across the floor And a band was playing People were swayin', to and fro Streamline promenade Streamline promenade And I said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute I'm gonna take a plane Come with me tonight" Gonna put on my hot pants And promenade down funky broadway 'till the cows come home La la la da..... Oh streamline promenade Promenade streamline Streamline promenade Promenade streamline Think I'm gonna promenade all night
Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above Oh, she give me southern comfort Oh, she give me moonshine love Deep in the heart of Texas There beneath the stars above
Listen, here we are Thinking about time When I resist here and now And I just want to lie my feet on a river bed instead Can't wait any longer For the sign I want to get down some time in the water
Watch the fish in the water Bubbles, watch the bubbles come up in the water Promenade streamline in the water Streamline promenade, get funky Promenade streamline, funky as you want to be La da da..... Streamline promenade Well, I feel alright tonight Streamline promenade
Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love Oh, she give me moonshine whiskey Oh, she give me southern love She give me southern love
L'ivrogne ((Dutch Version: De Drinker (by Frank Cools) - 1995)) Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Gérard Jouannest - François Rauber First release by: Jacques Brel - 1961
Ami remplis mon verre Encore un et je vas Encore un et je vais Non je ne pleure pas Je chante et je suis gai Mais j'ai mal d'être moi Ami remplis mon verre Ami remplis mon verre
Buvons à ta santé Toi qui sais si bien dire Que tout peut s'arranger Qu'elle va revenir Tant pis si tu es menteur Tavernier sans tendresse Je serai saoul dans une heure Je serai sans tristesse
Buvons à la santé Des amis et des rires Que je vais retrouver Qui vont me revenir Tant pis si ces seigneurs Me laissent à terre Je serai saoul dans une heure Je serai sans colère
Ami remplis mon verre Encore un et je vas Encore un et je vais Non je ne pleure pas Je chante et je suis gai Mais j'ai mal d'être moi Ami remplis mon verre Ami remplis mon verre
Buvons à ma santé Que l'on boive avec moi Que l'on vienne danser Qu'on partage ma joie Tant pis si les danseurs Me laissent sous la lune Je serai saoul dans une heure Je serai sans rancune
Buvons aux jeunes filles Qu'il me reste à aimer Buvons déjà aux filles Que je vais faire pleurer Et tant pis pour les fleurs Qu'elles me refuseront Je serai saoul dans une heure Je serai sans passion
Ami remplis mon verre Encore un et je vas Encore un et je vais Non je ne pleure pas Je chante et je suis gai Mais j'ai mal d'être moi Ami remplis mon verre Ami remplis mon verre
Buvons à la putain Qui m'a tordu le cur Buvons à plein chagrin Buvons à pleines pleurs Et tant pis pour les pleurs Qui me pleuvent ce soir Je serai saoul dans une heure Je serai sans mémoire
Buvons nuit après nuit Puisque je serai trop laid Pour la moindre Sylvie Pour le moindre regret Buvons puisqu'il est l'heure Buvons rien que pour boire Je serai bien dans une heure Je serai sans espoir
Ami remplis mon verre Encore un et je vas Encore un et je vais Non je ne pleure pas Je chante et je suis gai Tout s'arrange déjà Ami remplis mon verre Ami remplis mon verre Ami remplis mon verre
Moonshine Sally Composer(s): Mike Chapman; Nicky Chinn Performer(s): Mud
Sweet little Moonshine Sally I got your picture on my wall You live in Tukalo Valley beside the fire waterfall And ev'ry night I hear you call from beneath the waterfall
Hey hey hey I wanna take you don't wanna make you Live with me in Tukalo Valley Hey hey hey Hear me calling magic's falling All around Moonshine Sally Moonshine Sally from Tukalo Valley
They talk of voices in the valley they say the evil moon is high They say they hear no more of Sally where the magic waterfall runs dry So ev'ry night I hear you call from the magic waterfall
De Drinker ((Adapted from: L'ivrogne (by Jacques Brel) - 1961)) Composer(s): Jacques Brel - Gérard Jouannest - François Rauber - Ernst van Altena Performer(s): Frank Cools - 1995
M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas Nog een en ik vertrek Nog een en ik verrek Het is het vijfde pas Welnee, ik huil toch niet Mezelf-zijn doet me pijn Dus wil ik vrolijk zijn M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas
Ik drink dit glas op jou Jij brave leugenaar Die zegt: "'t Komt voor elkaar Ze komt wel terug, die vrouw" Zeg op, hoe weet je dat? Jij kille kastelein Nog een, dan ben ik zat Wie zat is voelt geen pijn Sante! Op elke vrind Die mij verlaten heeft Op wie mij heeft bemind En niets meer om me geeft Vooruit, schenk nog eens wat Al kom ik naakt op straat! Over 'n uur ben ik zat Wie zat is voelt geen kwaad
M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas Nog een en ik vertrek Nog een en ik verrek: Het is het achtste pas Welnee, ik huil toch niet Mezelf-zijn doet me pijn Dus wil ik vrolijk zijn M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas
Kom, drink dit glas op mij Wie drinkt er met mij mee? Ik drink toch al voor twee Wie danst er eens met mij? Oh niemand zegt er wat? Akkoord, ik hou me koest Binnen 't uur ben ik zat Wie zat is wordt niet woest Ik drink op elke vrouw Die'k ooit nog krijgen zal Ik drink op elke vrouw Die mij ooit weig'ren zal Akkoord, dan gooit zo'n kat Mij krijsend uit haar nest Binnen 't uur ben ik zat Dan is me alles best
M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas Nog een en ik vertrek Nog een en ik verrek Het is het tiende pas Welnee, ik huil toch niet Mezelf-zijn doet me pijn Dus wil ik vrolijk zijn M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas
Ik drink dit op de slet Die mijn hart heeft gekloofd En leger dan mijn bed Is nu mijn trieste hoofd Jaja, ik huil alweer Mijn hoofd van tranen nat Binnen 't uur ben ik zat Wie zat is weet niet meer Zo drink ik nacht aan dag Op eigen lelijkheid Te lelijk voor een lach Van zelfs de minste meid! Ik drink verdrink mijn pijn Wijn is m'n rooie dope Binnen 't uur ben ik fijn Dan ben ik zonder hoop!
M'n vrind, schenk mij een glas Nog een en ik vertrek Nog een en ik verrek Het is het twaalfde pas Welnee, ik huil toch niet Het doet al niet meer pijn M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas M'n vriend, schenk mij een glas
Moonshine (Friend Of Mine) Composer(s): Les Emmerson Originally performed by: Five Man Electrical Band Covered by: John Kay
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed
I said I'd never do a town again But here I go, I'm paintin' it red Forgetting all the easy words I said Now I'm walkin' out the door I just got to get some more of that...
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed
Now they say that it's closin' time again And I'm lookin' around for my new best friend I gotta find a place to lay my head 'Cause I think I'm gonna cry I believe I'm gonna die Or maybe just fall down by the road side
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed Help me to find my bed
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed
Moonshine, Tennessee wine Running around my head Moonshine, friend of mine Help me to find my bed
Categorie:Eng. Songs Tags:Five Man Electrical Band
Livingston Saturday Night Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett Performer(s): Jimmy Buffett; Drew's Famous
You got your Tony Lama's on your jeans pressed tight You take a few tokes make you feel alright Rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday Night
Pickup's washed and you just got paid With any luck at all you might even get laid 'Cause they're pickin' and a kickin' on a Livingston Saturday night
So won't you listen to the sound of the hot country band Boot heels a' shufflin' on the dance floor sound Sing a song, play some pong, shoot a little pool Hittin' on the honeys right outta high school Fifteen may get ya twenty, that's all right 'Cause they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday night
(alright Timmy ...)
Whoa listen to the sound of the hot country band Boot heels a shufflin' on the dance floor sound Hum a song, play some pong, eat a deviled egg Temperature is risin' better pop another keg Fifteen may get ya twenty, that's all right 'Cause they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday night
(where's that harpoon man ...)
Whoa ya gotta listen to the sound of the hot country band Boot heels a shufflin' on the dance floor sound Sing some songs, play some pong, eat a deviled egg Temperature is risin' better pop another keg Fifteen may get ya twenty, that's all right 'Cause they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday night Yeah I say they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday night One more time they'll be rockin' and a rollin' on a Livingston Saturday night
Moonraker Composer(s): John Barry; Hal David Performer(s): Shirley Bassey
Where are you? Why do you hide? Where is that moonlight trail that leads to your side? Just like the Moonraker goes in search of his dream of gold I search for love, for someone to have and hold...
I`ve seen your smile in a thousand dreams Felt your touch and it always seems You love me! ... You...love...me
Where are you? When will we meet? Take my unfinished life and make it complete Just like the Moonraker knows, his dream will come true someday I know that you are only a kiss away I`ve seen your smile in a thousand dreams Felt your touch and it always seems...
Living Together, Growing Together Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David Performer(s): The 5th Dimension and multiple other artists
Start with a man and you have one Add on a woman and then you have two Add on a child and what have you got? You've got more than three You've got what they call a family
Living Together, Growing Together, just being together That's how it starts Three loving hearts all Pulling together, working together, just building together That makes you strong If things go wrong we'll still get along somehow Living and growing together
It just takes wood to build a house Fill it with people and you have a home Fill it with love and people take root It's just like a tree Where each branch becomes a family that's Living Together, Growing Together, just being together That's how it starts Three loving hearts all Pulling together, working together, just building together That makes you strong If things go wrong we'll still get along somehow Living and growing together
Living Together, Growing Together, just being together That's how it starts Three loving hearts all Pulling together, working together, just building together That makes you strong If things go wrong we'll still get along somehow Living and growing Just like we're doing now, together
Moonlighting Composer(s): Frank Farrell; Leo Sayer Performer(s): Leo Sayer
He sees her at the same time every night At the Mexican discotheque She gives him French kisses He gives her French cigarettes They sit at the same table every time The lights are low, but their eyes shine Just digging the music from those sweet soul bands She keeps him outta fights, holds on to his hand He whispers slowly "Tonights the night" Months of planning so its gotta be right Under the table her bag is bursting at the seams She made sure to bring everything
Moonlighting Theyre leaving everything Moonlighting Theyre losing all their friends Moonlighting Its the only way Its frightening But it means theyll stay Together Theyre gonna make it together
His blue Morris van is parked in an alley Just by Montague Street His friend Eddie he did the re-spray So he couldnt drive it all last week And it cost most of the money that he had saved up To pay Eddies receipt But he figures its worth it cos the disguise is a must When they go missing theyre gonna look for the van first She whispers slowly "Itll be alright I took some cash from my building society And my monthly cheque came in just right" If only they knew they were giving it away
Moonlighting Theyre leaving everything Moonlighting Theyre losing all their friends Moonlighting Its the only way Its frightening But it means theyll stay Together Theyre gonna make it together
9:15 Monday morning at the printing works The boss notices someones not clocked in And the water department of the council offices has a message That Mrs. Parks daughter is missing Meanwhile, the Carlisle turn-off of the M6 Motorway Drinking cold black coffee, eating hot cup-cakes She stares at him with his beard unshaved Wonders at his powers of staying awake He whispers slowly "You did just fine" They shared the driving all through the night She laughs "My mother will have lost her mind Were only ten miles to Gretna, theyre three hundred behind"
Moonlighting Theyre leaving everything Moonlighting Theyre losing all their friends Moonlighting Its the only way Its frightening But it means theyll stay Together Theyre gonna make it together Moonlighting Theyre leaving everything Moonlighting Theyre losing all their friends Moonlighting Its the only way Its frightening But it means theyll stay Together Theyre gonna make it together
Living Together (In Sin) Composer(s): J. Cobb - Van McCoy Performer(s): The Whispers
Your folks and mine want to disown us We're two sinners, they say They don't approve of how we're livin' But we're happy this way
They say we're living together in sin 'Cause we're not married Living together in sin But both of us are grown And love is ours to choose To each his own, we're in love
All of our friends never invite us And they don't come around But that's alright, we have each other The world, they put us down
And say we're living together in sin 'Cause we're not married Living together in sin But both of us are grown And love is ours to choose To each his own, we're in love
They say we're living together in sin They don't understand You're my woman and I'm you're man You and me against the world I'm you're man and you're my girl
If loving you is a sin Then I'm gonna sin again and again and again and again Mom and Dad, can't you see That we love each other, why can't it be?
For you, I'd turn my back on family and friends For you, I'd do it again and again and again, and again, and again and again, and again, and again ...
Why does love have to? Where does it go to Outta my door? How much have you got? Is it enough for me Or will I want more?
Oh,oh, you tell me you just want some fun Oh, oh, I'm trapped between the fire and the man with the gun
Time in a vacuum Waiting for someone to say what they think But all that pretending doesn't convince me 'cause they just want to buy me a drink
Oh, oh, you tell me you want to be free Oh, oh, baby, I'm trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea
It's night in the city I'm filled with self-pity I'm taking the air If somebody hits me Here in this city I swear I just don't care Oh, oh, just looking for proof Oh, oh, I'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof Oh, oh, just looking for proof Oh, oh, O'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof
I got to have proof I got to have proof I got to have proof I got to have proof (repeat)