Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
Dit blog (met dank aan seniorennet) is enkel voor NIET-commerciële doeleinden. Alle songteksten zijn uitsluitend eigendom van hun respectievelijke copyright eigenaars; dus ga de muziek kopen die je mooi vindt, zo steun je de artiest.
NON-profit, non-commercial blog, to help preserve the songs of our youth; hence for entertainment only. All lyrics are the copyright of their respective owners; you are encouraged to go buy their music.
It Doesn't Matter Composer(s): Chris Hillman; Stephen Stills First release by: Stephen Stills - 1972 Covered by multiple other artists
She was just lookin' Wonderin' if you might notice her smile She was just watchin' Hopin' you might want to stay for a while Let her be by your side You don't have to say why You don't have to say why It doesn't matter She was just lookin' at you
Standing alone while she tells you goodbye She still wishes you'd stay Wanting to tell you the way that she feels She can't think what to say Except don't walk away You might need her some day You might need her some day
It doesn't matter She was just lookin' at you
She was just watchin' As you walked away without turnin' around She was jut cryin' Her head in her hands and her eyes on the ground Without making a sound Oh but don't turn around Leave her behind She'll be around If you change your mind baby
No Habrá Más Serenatas Composer(s): Alfonso Valencia; Marino Valencia Performer(s): Javier Solis
Mis amigos cancioneros ya no habrá más serenatas que le demos a esa ingrata Porque anoche me ha pagado el amor que yo le daba con una infame traición
A las doce sale el tren que me ha de llevar muy lejos y no volveré jamás Pero si algún día la encuentran le dicen que me he marchado ciego de tanto llorar
Si el destino me ha escogido para descargar en mi alma el dolor y la crueldad No protesto sólo pido que me dé pronto el olvido con la muerte y nada más
Mis amigos cancioneros cántenme la que me gusta que me quiero emborrachar En la vida escrito está que los que amaron sufrieron y los que aman sufrirán
Get Your Biscuits In The Oven And Your Buns In The Bed
Get Your Biscuits In The Oven And Your Buns In The Bed Composer(s): Kinky Friedman Performer(s): Kinky Friedman
You uppity women I dont understand Why you gotta go and try to act like a man But before you make your weekly visit to the shrink You'd better occupy the kitchen, liberate the sink
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed That's what I to my baby said Women's liberation is a-going to your head Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
Early every morning you're out on the street Passing out pamphlets to everyone you meet You gave up your maiden form for Lent And now the front of your dress has an air scoop vent
Every single brakeman that's ever come along Had a little woman always tellin' him that he's wrong Eve said to Adam, "Here's an apple, you horse" And Delilah defoliated Samson's moss
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed That's what I to my baby said Women's liberation is a-going to your head Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
Mean-hearted harpies are breaking all the laws Tearing up their girdles and a-burning up their bras Now the air is dirty and the sex is clean And your coffee makes my hair turn green
So damn emancipated in your mind and your body Gonna have to cancel all your lessons in karate If you can't love a male chauvinist You'd better cross me off your shopping list
Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed That's what I to my baby said Women's liberation is a-going to your head Get your biscuits in the oven and your buns in the bed
No Fun Composer(s): David Alexander; Ron Asheton; Iggy Pop Performer(s): The Sex Pistols; and various other artists
No fun, my babe no fun No fun, my babe no fun No fun to hang around Feeling that same old way No fun to hang around Freaked out for another day
No fun, my babe no fun No fun, my babe no fun No fun to be alone Walking by my self No fun to be alone In love with nobody else
Well, maybe go out, maybe stay home Maybe call Mom on the telephone Well, come on, well, come on Well, come on, well, come on Well, come on, well, come on Well, come on, well, come on No fun to be alone No fun to be alone Hang on, don´t let me go No fun to be alone
No Expense Spared Composer(s): Rick Wakeman; Adam Wakeman Performer(s): Wakeman With Wakeman
You say you won´t believe me When I tell you that I´m scared And the way you walk you walk towards me Only shows that you once cared Now there´s no, no expense spared No expense spared (2x) No expense, no, no
No, no, no Everybody knows Everybody´s singing in the one man show of life My life, some life Some life (5x) Life (3x)
Cheap, so cheap, a bargain Buy it at the shop, at the store with a cheque or card Tell me now, what should I be doing here? No expense is spared So any little deal will do, I give it no regard Hanging around, that´s all I seem to do when you´re around Buy, buy, buy our product Well below the recommended price, it´s not so hard Absolutely stunning That´ll do nicely, slap it on the card today Oh I can´t see, what you want from me No expense is spared I haven´t any money so American Express will pay No commitment, no financial guarantee
I should own the bank, then Take it all away to play the town The price is down And there´s no expense spared for me
It Could Happen To You Composer(s): Johnny Burke; Jimmy Van Heusen First performance by: Fred MacMurray & Dorothy Lamour - 1944 Covered by multiple other artists
Hide your heart from sight Lock your dreams at night It could happen to you Don't count stars Or you might stumble Someone drops a sigh And down you tumble Keep an eye on spring Run when church bells ring It could happen to you All I did was wonder How your arms would be And it happened to me
It Could Be You Composer(s): Joseph Elliott; Peter Andrew Willis First release by: Def Leppard - 1980
Who's the one to knock me over Who's the one to take me by surprise Who's the one who's out to get me Who will share my fantasy tonight It could be you It could be me It could be anyone It could be you It could be me It could be you It could be anyone Do you really know the story? Have you really come to see the band? Can you reach out for the glory? Can you feel the nearness of my hand? It could be you It could be me It could be anyone If you look a little harder You can see we're really all the same And if you look a little deeper Can't you see it's really all a game? It could be you It could be me It could be anyone It could be you It could be me It could be you It could be anyone
No Estamos A Salvo Composer(s): Sergio Sáenz Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto
Cuando un corazón se derrumba dale de beber algo fuerte mañana como un pedazo de acantilado que se cae como un pedazo de acantilado que se cae Quiero detenerlo y vuelvo a equivocarme otra vez cuando la razón es un juego cada habitación es un círculo de fuego la mesa servida espera en el centro la mesa servida espera en el centro Y las paredes en llamas se acercan cada minuto más no estamos a salvo en las pasiones ellas hechan raíces en las cornisas y un apasionado solo hace canciones y nunca sabe muy bien y nunca sabe muy bien y nunca sabe muy bien y nunca sabe muy bien, donde pisa Cuando un corazón toma vuelo nunca mirará si esta lejos del suelo puede no resistir la proxima tormenta puede no resistir la proxima tormenta no traten de detenerlo el solo volvera a empezar
For The Want Of You Composer(s): Eddie Cherkose; Jule Styne Performer(s): George Melachrino
For the want of a dream a night was lost For the want of a night a star was lost For the want of a star the sky was lost
As I am lost for the want of you For the want of a note a tune was lost For the want of a tune a song was lost For the want of a song a dream was lost As I am lost for the want of you
For I can only reminisce And watch the dreams go by It takes two to share a kiss Only one for a sigh
For the want of a kiss two lips were lost For the want of two lips a heart was lost Darling just like my heart I'm completely lost For the want of you
No Es El Adios Titles In Other Languages: Quand Tu Dors Près De Moi; Melodie Poesie; Quando Dormirai Composer(s): Auric; Valdes Performer(s): Dalida
Deja ya de jurar que te vas a marchar Pués yo sé qu tu amor sabe bien que no es el adios Ese adios no es verdad No te vas ni te iras Puede màs nuestro amor Que el rencor y a mi lado seguiras Nuestros digustos de amores tendran pronto fin Como cortas tormentas y lluvias de abril
La la la...
Deja ya de jurar que te vas a marchar Pués yo sé qu tu amor sabe bien que no es el adios Ese adios no es verdad No te vas ni te iras Puede màs nuestro amor Que el rencor y a mi lado seguiras Nuestros digustos de amores tendran pronto fin
It Costs So Little Composer(s): Alf Ritter; J. Lester Smith; Horatio Nicholls Performer(s): The Organ Dance Band
Wherever you may go, whatever you may do Spread happiness on your way The seeds of rough may blow The skies may lose their blue But keep on smiling day to day
It costs so little, but it means so much When you greet a friend with a smile A few kind words go a long, long way They make this world worthwhile A pat on the shoulder may keep away a tear It brings consolation when troubles may be near It costs so little and it means so much A handshake and a word of cheer
It costs so little and it means so much A handshake and a word of cheer
Florida By The Sea From the Broadway Show "The Cocoanuts" (1925) Composer(s): Irving Berlin Performer(s): The Marx Brothers
Down in the land of the cocoanuts Before the welcome season shuts A million 'million-dollar nuts' will be found Down in the land where the trees are tall We're asking you to pay a call And live where it is summer all the year round
Buy a lot Any piece that we've got Will increase ev'ry season Ask us why Ev'ry one wants to lie In the sun, there's a reason
One little ride in a Pullman car A night and day and there you are Come on, it's time you should be Florida bound
In the lovely land of Florida Sunny Florida by the sea All the sunshine in America Is in Florida, you'll agree When they're freezing up north Sneezing up north Always it's July the Fourth In the lovely land of Florida Sunny Florida, by the sea
Echa la llave al corral Que ya vienen los gitanos Suelta los perros zagal Y ten la escopeta a mano Que si falta algo en el pueblo No preguntes quien ha sido No calumni¡as nada nuevo Con decir que los has visto
No eches la culpa al gitano Que no se mete contigo Deja que sueñe caminos Con su varita en la mano
Tampoco le compadezcas Por llevar zapatos rotos Que asi al mundo da mil vueltas Vista larga y paso corto
Cada cual vive a su modo Y el prefiere el horizonte Viento, lluvia, sol y lodo ¡Arre mula!, valle y monte
Si al sumar usa los dedos Si al firmar pone una cruz No le engañes, te aconsejo Porque es mas listo que tu
Y no le cortes las alas Que sin tener libertad Aunque tu no entiendas nada Que poco le iba a quedar
Y no le tapes la boca Cuando escuches su cantar Canta cuando su alma llora Y llora en cualquier lugar
