Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Louisiana Composer(s): Arthur Freed - Oliver G. Wallace Performer(s): Sterling Trio
Each time I hear a robin singing I picture fields of sugar cane Louisiana land of sunshine I long to be there once again
Down in an old moss covered cottage That's where I always long to be There is no palace could replace it For it is home sweet home to me
Louisiana, Memry of the olden ways My old sweetheart In those good old barefoot days Blue skies and Blue eyes That is all I seem to see Louisiana, I can hear your message to me
The Great El Tigre Composer(s): Cy Coben First release by: Stu Phillips - 1966 Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - El Bandido (by Will Tura) 1967 - El Bandido (by Robert Cogoi)
Can that be the great El Tigre sitting there That gray haired old man on the bench in the village square Could he be that famous bandit of days gone by Can he be the fierce El Tigre or did the real El Tigre die
He'll be remembered forever more By the rich that he stole from and the poor he stole for
He once met a senorita on a raid Sweet little Juanita who smiled up at him unafraid And eyes hard as steel softened up at the sight that they saw And love found a heart no bullet had been able to find before
Though he was a bandido with a price on his head Te amo querida take me with you she said
Can that be the great El Tigre sitting there That old man asleep on the bench in the village square And as he dreams a sweet old senora appears And then as she gently wakes him she whispers into his ear
Querida mia the time it has flown Vamanos mi bandido it's time we went home
Louisiana Composer(s): M. Camison - Pierre Delanoë Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Comme tous les vagabonds J'ai fait tous les boulots De New-York à l'Orégon D'Auckland à Buffalo J'ai conduit un douze tonnes Douze tonnes à Santa-Fé Dans un port de Washington Déchargé du café
Tous les chemins ont du bon Qui reviennent au pays Qui me ramènent à la maison À l'amour de ma vie
Louisiana! Je reviens Louisiana! près de toi Louisiana! au bout de mon chemin Louisiana! tu es là
Tout ce que m'avait rapporté Six mois à Charleston Une souris me l'a croqué En un soir à Boston C'que j'ai gagné au Texas En volant des chevaux Je l'ai doublé à Las Vegas Et perdu à Reno
Tous les chemins ont du bon Qui reviennent au pays Qui me ramènent à la maison À l'amour de ma vie
Louisiana! Je reviens Louisiana! près de toi Louisiana! au bout de mon chemin Louisiana! tu es là
Aren't You Glad Composer(s): Brian Wilson - Mike Love Performer(s): The Beach Boys
Today could be a lot of fun And precious one I'd feel good just to walk with you
Tonight will be a special treat You're so sweet And I feel good just to talk with you
You know that I been a long time needing you You say that you been a long time needing me And don't you know that there's so much more to come
I got a heart that just won't stop beating for you I got a love I just can't stop feeling for you
Aren't you glad now darling there's me and you (Tell me tell me you know what I mean) (me and you) And I say aren't you glad with these days comes somethin' new (Tell me tell me you know what I mean) (me and you) And I say aren't you glad now tell me you're so glad (Me and you)
(Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo) Today is another day Another way to get this feeling across to you Tonight will be another night That's outta sight cause I know the way to get close to you
You know that I'll be a long time loving you I hope that you'll be a long time loving me And don't you know that there's so much more to come
I got a heart that just won't stop beating for you I got a love I just can't stop feeling for you
Aren't you glad now darling there's me and you (Tell me tell me you know what I mean) (me and you) And I say aren't you glad with these days comes summer (Tell me tell me you know what I mean) (me and you) And I say aren't you glad now tell me you're so glad (Me and you)
Louisiana Composer(s): Andy Razaf - Bob Schafer - J.C. Johnson Performer(s): Fred Astaire and multiple other artists
My heart is heavy to see a levee A field of cane and corn I've not forgotten my land of cotton Down where I was born I'm through knocking around `Cause I'm Dixie bound
Louisiana, Louisiana I've been sad, mighty sad Louisiana, Louisiana Now I'm glad, so glad The whistle's blowin' The train is goin' Here I come, here I come I'm tired of roamin' That's why I'm homin' Back to happiness, and then some Louisiana, no place is grander I declare, I declare No skies are bluer No friends are truer Anywhere, anywhere Take me to your heart Give me one more start I'm the little child Just been runnin' wild Louisiana, Louisiana my own
Louisiana, Louisiana I've been sad, very sad Louisiana, Louisiana Now I'm glad, you wanna know `cause why, well listen The whistle's blowin' The train is goin' And here I come, here I come I'm so tired of roamin' That's why I'm homin' Takin' the midnight choo-choo train Won't be long till I'm back again Louisiana, no place is grander I declare, I declare No skies are bluer No friends are truer Anywhere, anywhere
Ja, ja, so blau, blau, blau blüht der Enzian Wenn beim Alpenglühen wir uns wiedersehen Mit ihren ro-, ro-, ro-, roten Lippen fing es an Die ich nie vergessen kann
Wenn des Sonntags früh um viere die Sonne aufgeht Und das Schweizer Madel auf die Alm 'naufgeht Bleib' ich ja so gern am Wegrand stehen, ja, stehen Denn das Schweizer Madel sang so schön Holla hia hia holla di holla di ho Holla hia hia holla di holla di ho Blaue Blumen dann am Wegrand stehen, ja, stehen Und das Schweizer Madel sang so schön
Ja, ja, so blau, blau blau blüht der Enzian Wenn beim Alpenglühen wir uns wiedersehen Mit ihren ro-, ro-, ro-, roten Lippen fing es an Die ich nie vergessen kann Die ich nie vergessen kann
In der ersten Hütte, da haben wir zusammen gesessen In der zweiten Hütte, da haben wir zusammen gegessen In der dritten Hütte hab ich sie geküßt Keiner weiß was dann geschehen ist Holla hia hia holla di holla di ho Holla hia hia holla di holla di ho In der dritten Hütte hab ich sie geküßt Keiner weiß was dann geschehen ist
Ja, ja, so blau, blau blau blüht der Enzian Wenn beim Alpenglühen wir uns wiedersehen Mit ihren ro-, ro-, ro-, roten Lippen fing es an Die ich nie vergessen kann Die ich nie vergessen kann Die ich nie vergessen kann Ja!
Louise Composer(s): Paul Siebel First release by: Paul Siebel - 1970 Covered by multiple other artists
They all said Louise was not half bad It was written on the walls and window shades And how she'd act the little girl A deceiver, don't believe her, that's her trade Sometimes a bottle of Perfume Flowers and maybe some lace Men brought Louise 10 cent trinkets The intentions were easily traced And everybody knew at times she cried But woman like Louise well they get by
And everybody thought it kinda sad When they found Louise in her room They'd all put her down below their kind Still some cried when she died this afternoon Louise rode home on the mail train Somewhere to the south I heard them say Too bad it ended so ugly Too bad she had to go this way But the wind is blowin4 cold tonight Good night Louise good night
Louis'anna Blues Composer(s): Howard C. Washington - James S. White
Down in Lou'siana where the melons grow Lives the sweetest little girl that I love so My oh my heavens above how she can love When she starts a loving I'm in heav'n above Before long you'll see me going on a train That I'm sure will carry me right back again Oh! deario I'm home sick and so lonely I can be cured by you only Oh!
Dearie now I'm wond'ring if you'll ever know Just how bad I feel and that I miss you so With me 'twas the ending of a perfect day It's not clear to me just why I went away Dearie I just want your love and nothing more I want you to love me as you did of yore Sweet heart I am so sad and lonely My heart cries for you only Oh!
I've got the blues the Lou'siana blues My honey how I'm longing just for you Baby I'm wond'ring if you are still true And that is why I feel so blue I can't forget, do you regret The love and kisses that you gave to me How I miss you, your loving kiss Your love so true, 'twas joy and bliss Oh I've got the weary blues, the Lou'siana blues Those weary Lou'siana blues
Argentina Composer(s): Stanley J. Damerell - Tolchard Evans Performer(s): Troise & His Mandoliers
Argentina, Argentina, fairest maid of the old Spanish Main Argentina, Argentina, sweethearts soon we shall both meet again Dancing, castanets, sweet thoughts of you, and hope anew Love without regret will bring me back to you Argentina, Argentina, I know that you're forever mine
Louis Collins Composer(s): Mississippi John Hurt First recording/First release by: Mississippi John Hurt - 1928/1929 Covered by multiple other artists
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned to see her son Louis leavin' home The angels laid him away The angels laid him away they laid him six feet under the clay The angels laid him away Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned to see her son Louis leavin' home The angels laid him away Oh, Bob shot once and Louis shot too shot poor Collins, shot him through and through The angels laid him away Oh, kind friends, oh, ain't it hard? to see poor Louis in a new graveyard The angels laid him away The angels laid him away they laid him six feet under the clay The angels laid him away Oh, when they heard that Louis was dead all the people they dressed in red The angels laid him away The angels laid him away they laid him six feet under the clay The angels laid him away Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned to see her son Louis leavin' home The angels laid him away The angels laid him away they laid him six feet under the clay The angels laid him away
Ariane Composer(s): Maurice Bourdet Performer(s): Jean Ferrat
Toutes les portes se ressemblent Quelque part dans ce grand ensemble Ariane, Ariane m'attend Maudite soit ma maladresse J'ai perdu sa nouvelle adresse Ariane, Ariane m'attend
Toutes les portes se ressemblent Les escaliers montent ou descendent Selon le sens où on les prend Les judas me font la grimace Je vais, je cours, les heures passent Au fil du temps l'amour se casse Ariane, Ariane m'attend
Toutes les portes se ressemblent Mais à tant crier il me semble Qu'Ariane, qu'Ariane m'entend Escalier cent-soixante-quatre Mon coeur va-t-il cesser de battre Ariane, Ariane m'attend
Ariane, vois ma triste posture Devant ces portes d'imposture Ariane, ouvre-moi, je t'entends Mais luit où tant je tambourine J'entrouvre et soudain je devine Ce n'est qu'une télé-speakerine Qui parle, qui parle du temps
Je veux hurler mais ma voix tremble Je pleure et je ris tout ensemble Ariane, Ariane m'attend Devant ces mille et une portes Je sens que la colère m'emporte Ariane, Ariane m'attend
Ariane, tu ne peux pas paraître Il me reste un moyen peut-être Nous verrons bien si cela prend Par l'allumette que j'enflamme J'en fonds cet ensemble sans âme Le feu fera surgir la femme Ariane, Ariane, Ariane, Ariane Ariane, Ariane, Ariane...
Dans Met Mij Tot Morgenvroeg Performer(s): Willy Sommers
Je mag eindelijk met mij uitgaan Maar je moet weg voor middernacht Toch laat ik je niet naar huis gaan Voor het einde van de nacht
Dans met mij tot morgenvroeg Dans met mij de hele nacht Kom neem m'n hand en dans met mij Neem de tijd en voel je vrij Wees gelukkig tot de morgendauw
Dans met mij tot morgenvroeg Dans met mij de hele nacht Wie weet wat ik nog meer verzin Voor een nieuwe dag begint Zeg ik beslist nog wel 'Ik hou van jou'
Kijk het is al middernacht Men heeft vergeefs op jou gewacht Maar je kust me, en je lacht Liefste jij maakt me geen verwijt En je toont niet de minste spijt Morgen heb je nog al de tijd
Dans met mij tot morgenvroeg Dans met mij de hele nacht Kom neem m'n hand en dans met mij Neem de tijd en voel je vrij Wees gelukkig tot de morgendauw
Dans met mij tot morgenvroeg Dans met mij de hele nacht Wie weet wat ik nog meer verzin Voor een nieuwe dag begint Zeg ik beslist nog wel 'Ik hou van jou'
Louie, Go Home Composer(s): Paul Revere - Mark Lindsay First release by: Paul Revere & The Raiders - 1964
Hah, when I left my wife & child (Louie go back home) And my, oh my car jumps & it's about to drive me wild (Louie go back home) Ah a little voice inside my head goes on & on (Louie go back home) Says Louie Louie Louie, you'd better go back h-home
Hah hah, I thought I'd make it above myself (Louie go back home) But my baby has got my heart locked on the shed (Louie go back home) Well hah, I can still hear my baby moan (Louie go back home) Oh Louie Louie, you'd better come back a-home
A-better go back home (Louie go back home) Better go back home (Louie go back home) I'd better go home, better go back home, mmm hmm
Home, ho-home, ho-ho-home, better go back Home, ho-home, ho-ho-hmm mmm mmm hmm Home, ho-home, ho-ho-home, better go back home Just a little bit softer I'm goin' home a-to my baby Yeah, 'cause you know that she loves you, daddy, like crazy I miss her so much, tell you what I'm gonna do Gonna buy you a monkey & a new dog too, yeah Because I've got to get home now to my baby Just a little bit louder now, oh just a little bit louder
Hah go back home (Louie go back home) I'd better better better go on home (Louie go back home) Oh go home, better go back home Now Louie, where you been?
Arianne Composer(s): Martin Charnin - Christian Roudey Performer(s): The Neville Brothers; Johnny Mathis
Arianne's an April morning That comes rippling through my window She's the smell of coffee brewing On a quiet rainy Sunday And the purring of a kitten That has made my neck A pillow for it's head
Arianne's the silly music That my father used to whistle She's the new leaf on the fern That I had given up last winter And what writer's have to feel like When they suddenly discover They've been read
Arianne is mama's crystal Bread that's nearly finished baking And the rainbow in a puddle And the happiest of birthdays Then the going off on Friday And the coming back on Monday With a tan
Arianne is made of feelings So I milk her of her kisses And I swallow up her breathing And I taste her where she loves me And I'm filled to over flowing But there's always room for more of Arianne
Arianne is mama's crystal Bread that's nearly finished baking And the rainbow in a puddle And the happiest of birthdays Then the going off on Friday And the coming back on Monday With a tan
Arianne is made of feelings So I milk her of her kisses And I swallow up her breathing And I taste her where she loves me And I'm filled to over flowing But there's always room for more of Arianne
Lotta Lovin' Composer(s): Bernice Bedwell First release by: Gene Vincent and His Blue Caps - 1957 Covered by multiple other artists
Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta lovin' Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta huggin' So baby can't you see that you were meant for me I want your lovin', yes-a-ree
Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta huggin' Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta kissin' So baby please proceed to get the love I need I want your lovin' yes indeed
Well, I want you, I love you, I need you so much Why don't you give out with that magic touch You send me, you thrill me, baby you're so fine I want your lovin' baby all the time
Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta lovin' Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta kissin' So baby don't forget I gonna get you yet I want your lovin', aw you bet (Rock)
Well, I want you, I love you, I need you so much Why don't you give out with that magic touch You send me, you thrill me, baby you're so fine I want your lovin' baby all the time
Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta lovin' Well I wanna-wanna lotta-lotta huggin' So baby don't forget I gonna get you yet I want your lovin', aw you bet (Rock)
Well I wanna-wanna lotta lovin' Well I wanna-wanna lotta huggin' So baby don't forget I gonna get you yet I want your lovin', aw you bet Well,I need your lovin', aw you bet Well, I want your lovin', aw you bet Well,I need your lovin', aw you bet Well, I want your lovin', aw you bet