Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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"L'ho addormentato nella culla e l'ho affidato al mare che lui si salvi o vada perduto e mai più non ritorni da me" L'hanno detto giù nelle cucine; la voce ha risalito le scale e tutta la casa ora lo sa: ieri notte piangeva un bambino
L'hanno detto giù nelle cucine e tutta la casa lo sa che ieri lei aveva un bambino e che oggi lei non l'ha più "Adesso alzati e dillo a me, lo so che avevi un bambino tutta la notte ha pianto e perchè ora tu non l'hai più con te"
"L'ho addormentato nella culla e l'ho affidato al mare che lui si salvi o vada perduto e mai più non ritorni da me" "Adesso alzati, vieni con me questa sera andremo in città lava le mani, lavati il viso, metti l'abito grigio che hai"
L'abito grigio non indossò per andare quella sera in città vestita di bianco la gente la vide davanti a se passare "La scorsa notte dalla mia padrona le ho pettinato i capelli poi mio figlio ho addormentato e l'ho affidato al mare"...
Non lo sapeva certo mia madre quando a sè lei mi stringeva delle terre che avrei viaggiato, della sorte che avrei avuta "L'ho addormentato nella culla e l'ho affidato al mare che lui si salvi o vada perduto e mai più non ritorni da me"
Brand New Shoes Composer(s): Lester Blackwell Performer(s): Bill Monroe
I'm breaking in a brand new pair of shoes Don't look at me like you think I've got the blues 'Cause I'm walkin' 'round and 'round And I'm seeing most of the town I'm just breakin' in a brand new pair of shoes
I'm doggone if I'm gonna cry the blues My feet are sore but I've got no time to lose 'Cause I'm wantin' her here with me And I'm needin' her company I'm just breakin' in a brand new pair of shoes
Ah-ha, so I'm talkin' to myself Oh! no, she's not puttin' me on the shelf I'm just breakin' in a brand new pair of shoes
I'm doggone if I'm gonna cry the blues My feet are sore but I've got no time to lose 'Cause I'm wantin' her here with me And I'm needin' her company I'm just breakin' in a brand new pair of shoe
Nini Peau D'Chien Composer(s): Aristide Bruant Performer(s): Marc Ogeret; and various other artists
Quand elle était p'tite Le soir elle allait A Saint'-Marguerite Où qu'a s'dessalait Maint'nant qu'elle est grande Ell' marche le soir Avec ceux d'la bande Du Richard-Lenoir
{Refrain:} A la Bastille On aime bien Nini-Peau-d'chien Elle est si bonne et si gentille ! On aime bien Nini-Peau-d'chien À la bastille
Elle a la peau douce Aux taches de son A l'odeur de rousse Qui donne un frisson Et de sa prunelle Aux tons vert-de-gris L'amour étincelle Dans ses yeux d'souris
{Refrain}
Quand le soleil brille Dans ses cheveux roux L'génie d'la Bastille Lui fait les yeux doux Et quand à s'promène Du bout d'l'Arsenal Tout l'quartier s'amène Au coin du Canal
It All Comes Back To Me Now (Tommy Dorsey & Frank Sinatra)
It All Comes Back To Me Now Composer(s): Hy Zaret; Alex Kramer; Joan Whitney Performer(s): Tommy Dorsey & Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
Tommy: Frank, are you kicking your two heels for this Valentine B-2?
Frank: Man, I'm too brought down by the weather to kick my heels about anything
Tommy: Thanks to a fare-thee-well by February 14, eh Frank? Well, I never saw a case of wintertime blues that a little singing wouldn't fix. So give out with a chorus of "It All Comes Back To Me Now", and it'll all come back to you I guarantee it
Frank: It all comes back to me now, a starry summer sky A laughing you and I, alone It all comes back to me now, a sea of midnight blue Your face uplifted to my own We called it a thrill of the moment, and blamed the moon up above We didn't know what the glow meant, we never dreamed it might be love It all comes back to me now, the love I threw away And now each lonely night I pray, that it will all come back to me someday
Ninguem Me Ama Spanish Title: Nadie Me Ama Composer(s): Fernando Lobo; Antonio María Performer(s): Mina; Tania Alves; Maria Creuza; Nora Ney
Ninguem me ama Ninguem me quer Ninguem me chama De meu amor A vida passa E eu sem ninguem E quem me abrasa Nro me quer bem Vim pela noite tro longa De fracasso em fracasso E hoje descrente de tudo Me resta o cansaso Cansaso da vida Cansaso de mim Velhice chegando E eu chegando ao fim Vim pela noite tro longa De fracasso em fracasso E hoje descrente de tudo Me resta o cansaso Cansaso da vida Cansaso de mim Velhice chegando E eu chegando ao fim Ninguem me ama Ninguem me quer
Ninety Nine Years (Dead Or Alive) Composer(s): Sid Wayne; John Benson Brooks Performer(s): Guy Mitchell
(sound of hammer on steel
as in Sam Cooke's "Chain Gang" are heard throughout)
Now today I'm thinkin' 'bout the ninth of June I found my friend and my baby at the Golden Spoon He jumped off the stool and come at me with a knife Said "We both can't have her, so fight for your life"
Ninety nine years in the penitentiary Ninety nine years, baby, baby, wait for me Ninety nine years, around twenty fifty five We'll get together dead or alive
Now today I'm thinkin' 'bout that courtroom trial I was so sad, baby, saw you weepin' like a child Ah, the jury found me guilty, wouldn't listen to my plea And the judge said "Mercy" threw the book at me
Ninety nine years in the penitentiary Ninety nine years, baby, baby, wait for me (Ninety nine years), around twenty fifty five We'll get together dead or alive
Now today I'm thinkin' (today I'm a-thinkin') 'bout my old friend Turk ('bout my old friend Turk) Must be laughin' with the angels (must be laughin' with the angels) Loafin' while I work (loafin' while I work) Ah, they beat me when I don't (ah, they beat me when I don't) And they beat me when I do (and they beat me when I do) Hey, but I can take it, baby, for you
Ninety nine years in the penitentiary (Ninety nine years), baby, baby, wait for me (Ninety nine years), around twenty fifty five We'll get together dead or alive
The Gift Composer(s): Stephanie Davis Performer(s): Garth Brooks
A poor orphan girl named Maria Was walking to market one day She stopped for a rest by the roadside Where a bird with a broken wing lay A few moments passed till she saw it For it's feathers were covered with sand But soon clean and wrapped it was travelling In the warmth of Maria's small hand
She happily spent her last peso On a cage made of rushes and twine She fed it loose corn from the market And watched it grow stronger with time
Now the Christmas Eve service was coming And the church shone with tinsel and light And all of the townfolks brought presents To lay by the manger that night There were diamonds and incense and perfumes In packages fit for a king But for one ragged bird in a small cage Maria had nothing to bring
She waited till just before midnight So no one would see her go in And crying she knelt by the manger For her gift was unworthy of Him
Then a voice spoke to her through the darkness "Maria, what brings you to me If the bird in the cage is your offering Open the door and let me see" Though she trembled, she did as He asked her And out of the cage the bird flew Soaring up into the rafters On a wing that had healed good as new
Just then the midnight bells rang out And the little bird started to sing A song that no words could recapture Whose beauty was fit for a king
Now Maria felt blessed just to listen To that cascade of notes sweet and long As her offering was lifted to heaven By the very first nightingale's song
Ah My Mama Said The Time Would Come When I Would Find Myself In Love With You I Didn't Think I Never Dreamed That I Would Be Around To See It All Come True
Oh Oh Oh I Oh Oh Oh I Well I Just Can't Enough Of That Sweet Stuff My Little Lady Gets Behind
It Ain't Necessarily So From "Porgy & Bess" Composer(s): George Gershwin; Ira Gershwin First performance by: John W. Bubbles - 1935 Covered by multiple other artists
It ain't necessarily so It ain't necessarily so De things dat yo' liable to read in de Bible It ain't necessarily so
Li'l David was small but oh my Li'l David was small but oh my He fought big Goliath who lay down and dieth Li'l David was small but oh my
Oh Jonah he lived in de whale Oh Jonah he lived in de whale For he made his home in dat fish's abdomen Oh Jonah he lived in de whale
Li'l Moses was found in a stream Li'l Moses was found in a stream He floated on water 'til ole Pharaoh's daughter She fished him she says from that stream
It ain't necessarily so It ain't necessarily so Dey tell all you chillun de debble's a villain But 'taint necessarily so
To get into Hebben don' snap for a sebben Live clean, don' have no fault Oh I takes dat gospel whenever it's pos'ble But wid a grain of salt
Methus'lah lived nine hundred years Methus'lah lived nine hundred years But who calls dat livin' when no gal'll give in To no man what's nine hundred years
I'm preachin' dis sermon to show It ain't nessa, ain't nessa Ain't nessa, ain't nessa It ain't necessarily so
Nineteen Days Composer(s): Dave Clark; Denis Payton Performer(s): The Dave Clark Five
In nineteen days In nineteen days
Nineteen days before I get to see my lovin' girl again Nineteen days, been away too long, I can't stand the pain I'm gonna be movin' on home (baby!) I'm gonna be movin' on home Movin' on home, I hope I find you waiting there
Nineteen days, each town I go to brings me nearer home Nineteen days, been workin' too hard every finger to the bone
I'm gonna be movin' on home (baby!) Gonna be movin' on home Movin' on home, I hope I find you waiting there
In nineteen days
I'm gonna be movin' on home (baby!) Gonna be movin' on home Movin' on home, I hope I find you waiting there
In nineteen days In nineteen days In nineteen days
Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus Composer(s): Dallas Frazier; Earl Montgomery Performer(s): George Jones & Tammy Wynette and multiple other artists
George: Honey the snow outside is softly fallin' The kids are all tucked in and fast asleep We got a cozy den with a big old fireplace burnin' Don't you think it's time we think about you and me
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
George: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus
Tammy: Honey, do you remember our first Christmas Standin' by that poor old Christmas tree And all that we ever needed was each other And that's the way, honey, it's always gonna be
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
Tammy: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus
Both: As long as there's a holiday called Christmas
Tammy: As long as there's a snowflake left to fall
Both: There ain't nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us Mr. And Mrs. Santa Claus, no
Nine Pound Hammer (aka Roll On Buddy)
(Traditional)
Performer(s): The Hill Billies
and multiple other artists
This nine pound hammer
Is a little too heavy
For my size
Buddy, for my size
I'm going on the mountain
Just to see my baby
And I ain't coming back
No, I ain't coming back
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels don't roll
There ain't one hammer
Down in this tunnel
That can ring like mine
That can ring like mine
This old hammer
It killed John Henry
Ain't gonna kill me
Ain't gonna kill me
Rings like silver
Shines like gold
Rings like silver
Shines like gold
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels don't roll
It's a long way to Harlan
It's a long way to Hazard
Just to get a little brew
Just to get a little brew
And when I'm long gone
You can make my tombstone
Out of number nine coal
Out of number nine coal
Roll on buddy
Don't you roll so slow
How can I roll
When the wheels won't go
Roll on buddy
Pull a load of coal
How can I pull
When the wheels won't roll
It Ain't Me Babe
Composer(s): Bob Dylan
First release by: Bob Dylan - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Titles In Other Languages:
1965 - Ce N'était Pas Moi (Hugues Aufray)
1966 - Bambina, Non Sono Io (I Kings)
Go 'way from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Never weak but always strong To protect you an' defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I'm not the one you want, babe I will only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone Who will promise never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you an' more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Go melt back into the night, babe Everything inside is made of stone There's nothing in here moving An' anyway I'm not alone You say you're looking for someone Who'll pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly An' to come each time you call A lover for your life an' nothing more But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Ce N'était Pas Moi
((Adapted from: It Ain't Me Babe (Bob Dylan) - 1964))
((Italian Version: Bambina, Non Sono Io (I Kings - 1966))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965
Referme la porte, éloigne-toi de moi Que le vent te porte vers un meilleur que moi Tu croyais trouver sous ce toit Un amour tranquille et fort Qui te console quand il fait froid Te protège des mauvais sorts
Tu t'es trompée je ne suis pas de l'or Ce n'était pas moi Non, non, non, ce n'était pas moi Celui qu'il te fallait crois moi
Referme la porte aux illusions perdues Des garçons de ma sorte, il y en a plein les rues Tu croyais trouver sous ce toit Un garçon fidèle et bon Qui ne te quitte pas d'un pas Et protège ta maison
Tu t'es trompée je suis un vagabond Ce n'était pas moi Non, non, non, ce n'était pas moi Celui qu'il te fallait crois moi
Nina, Si Voi Dormite Composer(s): R. Leonardi; A. Marino Performer(s): Claudio Villa; Gabriella Ferri; Lando Fiorini; Tosca
In stà nottata piena, de dorcezze pare che nun esisteno dolori Un venticello spira, ch'è 'na carezza smove le fronne e fà sboccià li fiori Nina si voi dormite sognate ch'io ve bacio e v'addorcisco er sonno cantanno adacio adacio L'odore de li fiori che ve confonne... er canto mio se perde tra le fronne
Nina si cò stò canto io v'ho svejata m'ariccomanno che me perdonate L'amore nun se frena, o Nina, amate che a volè bene, no, nun è peccato Nina si voi dormite sognate ch'io ve bacio e v'addorcisco er sonno cantanno adacio adacio L'odore de li fiori che ve confonne... er canto mio se perde tra le fronne
